[HP] The Last Demon King

Eridins didn't seem to realize the fact that she was pushed away for a moment, she looked at Malfoy for a while before remembering to put the outstretched hand back.

"You shouldn't have promised the Dark Lord." Aridins looked at him quietly.

"Why?" Malfoy twisted an ugly sneer, "Because I don't have that ability? Because I'm a waste?"

"I mean you don't have the ability to get rid of Dumbledore." Eridins frowned.

"How do you know if I haven't tried it? Killing people doesn't just depend on magic power."

Eridins was silent, and she didn't say any more, but Malfoy's expression became even more gloomy: "You must be laughing at my overreaching right now, right?"

"I do not have."

Malfoy grabbed Eridings's arm and roughly pulled her in front of him. He lowered his head, and the hot breath was blowing on Eridings' forehead. Malfoy said in a low voice, bitterly: "Your eyes taking pity on me—"

"I didn't," Eridiens explained again, but the angry Malfoy couldn't listen to her at all.

"Of course you are entitled to pity me—how kind of you are, what is there that you can't do? And what about me? What else do I have but Malfoy's wealth and power? A poor—by you A fool who plays around. You never loved me when I had everything, how can I expect you to stay by my side when I have nothing?!"

"If you're worried about that, I can assure you—"

"You really don't know what I'm worried about?" Malfoy tightened his grip on Eredine's arm, his eyes were streaming out with raging anger, "You never said you loved me , or like me. Love - or not, you avoid this question again and again. You never call my name, do you remember my birthday, do you care about my feelings? You don't love me, but why Come close to me, why do you make me fall in love with you, why do you make me miserable and mad?!"

"Do you know how much pain I have? Even if you have experienced a thousandth of my pain, you would not treat me like this." Aeridins was suddenly pushed down on the bed by a force, and she was about to move her wand subconsciously , met a pair of blue-gray eyes filled with tears.

"Since you don't cherish me, why should I cherish you?" He choked with sobs, and tore Eridings's clothes slowly, as if setting aside time for her to resist.

But Aridins let go of her wand instead after a moment.

Malfoy had already unbuttoned half of her shirt, exposing the close-fitting underwear inside, but his speed was getting slower and slower, and when his fingers reached the second-to-last button, Malfoy stopped, trembling. The voice asked, "Why don't you resist?"

At the same moment, Eridins felt a tear fall to her stomach.

"I'm sorry." Eridins reached out and gently stroked Malfoy's soft blond hair. "I'm sorry." She repeated.

Malfoy brushed her hand away with his hand and walked away from her. He lowered his head so that Eridence could not see him now, turned around, and Eridence saw him raise his hand to his face Wipe it up a few times.

"You go," Malfoy whispered.

He heard someone get out of bed, and Malfoy thought she was going to leave, but arms wrapped around him from behind.

"It hurts when you cry."

"I'm not crying," Malfoy said firmly.

"Seeing you cry makes me weird."

"..."

"I don't know what love is, and I don't want to be sure if I have it...I'm sorry." He didn't speak, but Eridins could feel his body trembling slightly.

"But I remember your birthday," Eridins hugged him gently, "I've never forgotten it."

After a while, his hoarse voice came: "Then why..."

Eridins was afraid, afraid of something she couldn't touch, that's why she stopped timidly at that moment every year.

But she couldn't express it in words, and she didn't even know what she was timid about.

In the end, she could only reply after a few seconds of silence: "I'm sorry."

Because of the same fear she refused to call him Draco, she could call Big Malfoy Lucius in a flat manner, or Potter Harry without hindrance, none of which aroused special feelings in her heart. , but she dared not call him Draco.

why?

She doesn't want to think about why.

She should not have weaknesses, she cannot have weaknesses.

Staying by Malfoy's side, with countless books to read, used to be all her wishes, but at some point, this wish had been forgotten in the depths of her memory, covered with dust.Her world has become wider, and what she sees is not just the light-blond hair that is as bright as the sun. She wants more and has greater ambitions. When did these all start?

When she just walked out of Selwyn's basement, all she wanted was a book and a Draco Malfoy.

"I'm not going anywhere," the words glowed faintly in the air, "because what I want most is here."

Many miles away from London, in a dirty alley on the outskirts of the city, a gray sparrow flew past a closed and grimy shutter.

Narcissa sat on a dilapidated leather sofa with absent-minded eyes, holding a glass of warm water, and the tears that kept falling from her face rippled in the water glass.

She was surrounded by bored sisters who couldn't understand her behavior, and the only person who could save their family was still silent - before this month, Narcissa never thought she would ask Severus for help day.

"Well, Narcissa, I can make an unbreakable vow."

Narcissa raised her head suddenly, she was so excited that she almost dropped the water glass to the ground.

"Your sister may be willing to be a witness," Severus said.

Bellatrix opened her mouth in surprise.Severus leaned down, and held out his hand to Narcissa under Bellatrix's astonished gaze.

Narcissa squeezed Severus' hand like a drowning man grabbing driftwood, her face flushed with excitement.

"You'll need a wand, Bellatrix," said Snape coldly.

Bellatrix drew her wand, still with the look of surprise on her face.

"You need to get a little closer," he said.

She stepped forward, stood beside them, and tapped the tip of her wand on their clasped hands.

Narcissa spoke.

"Severus, will you watch over my son Draco while he tries to fulfill the Dark Lord's will?"

"I would," Severus said.

A thin, blazing tongue of fire shot from the wand, like a red hot wire, wrapped around their clasped hands.

"Are you willing to do your best to protect him from harm?"

"I would," Severus said.

A second tongue of flame burst from the wand, intertwining with the first in a thin, glowing red chain.

"Also, if necessary...if Draco is about to fail..." Narcissa whispered, Snape's hand was shaking in hers, but he didn't pull it away, "Will you take the black Did the Demon King order Draco to finish?"

A moment of silence.Bellatrix watched them, her wand hanging over their clasped hands, her eyes wide. "I would," Severus said.

Bellatrix's face was flushed red by the light of the third tongue of flame, which spewed from the wand, intertwined with the first two, and wrapped tightly around their clasped hands like a A rope, like a fire-breathing snake.