[HP] The Last Demon King

After standing outside Malfoy's room, Eridins didn't go straight in as she used to. On the one hand, she knew that Malfoy must be angry with her now, on the other hand... there were more people on this door than half a year ago. Lots of protective spells, and she was going to have to tear down the wall if she wanted to force her way in - she didn't want to add fuel to Malfoy's head, so she knocked on the door politely.

"Who?" Malfoy's cold voice sounded from inside.

"I, Eridins."

The silence in the room lasted for quite a while before the sound of footsteps from far to near could be heard, and the lock slammed open. Malfoy, wearing a white shirt with the neckline open, stood indifferently by the opened door, with a low voice. Said: "Come in."

Aridins went into his bedroom and looked silently at the dark and oppressive room.

On the bed was a suit jacket that had just been thrown down, and the shirt and trousers were mixed together and thrown on the chair indiscriminately.The wide window was firmly covered by a heavy purple curtain, and the only light source came from a trivial wall lamp on the wall. When she came last time, there was a Nimbus 2000 hanging on the wall, playing in the soft Under the light, it had the bright luster that a well-maintained broom can only emit. Now there are only two hooks for the broom, and in the shadow cast by the bookshelf, it looks like a monster smiling with its mouth wide open.There is a vase with a thin mouth on the desk. The lilacs inside have withered, leaving only a bare branch and purple petals that have curled up into thin strips around the vase.

There was a faint smell of tobacco in the air, which stung her hard before she could feel sad.This emotion came so suddenly that she forgot her purpose of coming, and the reason she had just decided to "don't add fuel to the fire", her body took the first step instead of reason.

"You smoke?"

Malfoy had just closed the door when he saw Aridins glaring at him with a stern expression she had never seen before.

Malfoy had never seen such obvious anger on Eridins' calm face, which made him feel as if he had really done something heinous, and he even forgot the lines he had prepared, and subconsciously wanted to help Excuse: "I..."

Malfoy hadn't finished speaking when he saw Eridins striding towards him, pushing him back hard, his back hit the wall hard, and the pain in his spine hadn't had time to breathe out from his mouth Eridins' cold lips blocked his voice—unlike any time before, Eridins did it in a punitive way with anger, without pleasure, let alone love.

Malfoy's daze lasted only a few seconds, and when he came back to his senses, he immediately started to resist.

Malfoy looked weak, but he was always a healthy and healthy man, and despite Eridins' firm grip on his shoulders, he finally pushed him roughly.

"Ah!" Malfoy cried out in pain, covering one of his lips, looking at her in shock and anger.

Eridins' tongue still smelled of Malfoy's blood, just like the rusty iron chain that was put on her body in childhood, salty and astringent, but thinking that it flowed from Malfoy's body , Eridins recollected a hint of sweetness from it.

This anger came and went quickly, and Eridins suddenly became less angry when she saw his painfully distorted face.

"Does it hurt?" Eridins approached Malfoy and reached out to touch the corner of his mouth, but he turned his head away and said viciously, "Don't touch me!"

Aridins didn't take back her evaded hand, it just fell on the button on her chest.The first button on Malfoy's shirt was unbuttoned, revealing a small piece of pale skin. Eridins began to unbutton the second button, and as soon as he undid it, Malfoy reacted strongly and pressed against the wall: " What are you going to do?"

"Don't move." Eridins raised her eyes and commanded coldly.

"Why can't you move?" Malfoy laughed back angrily, and was about to reach out to open Eridins' hand on his chest, when she raised her head and looked at him coldly, "Because I won't allow it."

Her eyes were cold, and Malfoy had seen her look at Hanni and Shafik, Hagrid, and the Potter trio with such cold and dangerous eyes, but now, she looked at herself like this It's no different from those few of them.

"Are you ordering me?" Malfoy said coldly.

"You may think so," Eridins said softly.

Her voice was lighter than a pearl falling to the ground, sweeter than a gurgling brook, and colder than the cold light reflected on a dagger.

At this moment, Malfoy suddenly remembered an insignificant little thing. He had imagined a few years ago, if Eridins could speak, what tone would she use to talk to him, gentle, touching, or Loving - but never expected to be cruel.The fantasy of youth is so ridiculous. He used to think that as long as he persisted, he would see the rainbow after the storm, but he forgot that no matter how hard he practiced, he couldn't beat Potter in Quidditch. Some ways, from the very beginning It is a dead end.

The anger in Malfoy's heart gradually receded, replaced by a coldness that spread all over his body.Numbly, he let Eridins undo the buttons of his shirt one by one.

Eridins threw aside the shirt she had taken off in disgust, and then leaned closer to Malfoy's body to smell it. Although there was still some tobacco smell, it was not that strong after all. If there is still a problem, it is... eh Ridingsi raised her head again, and said disgustedly: "Wash your mouth out, wash your face before coming out."

Malfoy gave her a blank look, then walked away from her into the bathroom.

Eridins walked to the heavy purple curtain, opened a corner to look out, and the piercing laughter of the Death Eaters immediately flooded into her ears. After nightfall, Malfoy Manor seemed to have just opened the curtain a day ago. A Death Eater appeared at the gate of Malfoy Manor, and the two white peacocks were driven to the fountain by Death Eaters who came in from outside the manor, and were threatened loudly by a Death Eater who rolled up his sleeves and was washing his hands in the fountain. Go, the white peacock's embarrassing escape caused a burst of vicious laughter again.

Aridins lowered the curtain and once again blocked everything outside the window.

After calming down, she began to feel that she was inexplicable just now. She didn't know that she had such a strong reaction to the smell of smoke—maybe it was because she hadn't smelled the smell of tobacco up close before?But if she hadn't smelled it before, why did she judge the smell as smoke in the first reaction?

Aridins took off the boots she got from Narcissa and lay barefoot on the bed.

After waiting for a long time, Malfoy still didn't come out of the bathroom. She was about to urge him when the door of the bathroom opened. There were still drops of water on Malfoy's face, and his hair on both sides was also a little wet. His jawline rolled down and disappeared in an instant.

"I have something to tell you." Malfoy said tiredly.

"Come over and talk." Eridins patted the seat next to her.

Malfoy hesitated for a while before he reluctantly sat down on the edge of the bed. Eridins' voice turned cold: "Lie down."

After a while, the bed shook slightly, and Malfoy lay on his back stiffly like a corpse, and he even pulled the quilt to cover his naked upper body.

Eridins squeezed into the quilt, clinging to his body like a snake, breathing in the scent that reassured her, she rested her head on Malfoy's shoulder, her long black hair flew like ink on the snow-white quilt and a few strands brushed over Malfoy's pale chest. "Come out with me later, I have something to show you." She said softly.

"I have something to tell you." Malfoy stared blankly at the ceiling, unwilling to turn his head to face her.

"You say it."

"let's break up."

The head on his shoulders didn't move, as if it would take some extra time to process this information. After a while, his shoulders were empty, and Eridins sat up halfway, looking at him expressionlessly.

"What did you say?"

"No matter how you define our relationship, breaking up, or separating...that's what I'm going to say, I don't want to continue."

"...Because I concealed the damage to your soul?"

Malfoy gave a short laugh, like self-mockery, or mocking Eridins, "Is it still meaningful...is there any reason?"

"I can explain."

"I don't want to hear it, because I know what you're going to say." Malfoy interrupted her, "'This is the safest way', yes, I admit it's the most sensible thing to do, I admit it, but I can't accept it. "

"why?"

"Ai Rui...every time you decide to keep me in the dark and walk forward step by step...have you ever felt a little guilty even once?"

Malfoy's eyes moved to Eridins' face. She didn't know what expression was on her face, but Malfoy showed an ugly smile, and then turned his eyes to the void again.

"You can't experience the conflict between reason and emotion. Your reason is unimpeded in your heart. There is never a dilemma. Your emotion is always attached to your reason. Reason is your emotion. Maybe from the beginning, you It's not 'wanting' to be close to me, but 'needing' to be close to me..."

"Nonsense." Eridins hugged Malfoy again, whispering in Malfoy's ear like a baby, "I want to be with you."

"I want to be with you too." Malfoy said softly.

"Then what's the problem?"

"It's different." Malfoy said, "For you, as long as the result is the same, it doesn't matter what the process is... No matter on this road, I am suffering or happy, laughing or crying..."

He stared into the void, unwilling to look back at Eridins.

"I care about whether your body can be cured, but I want to know how much effort you have put in on this road. Is there someone to comfort you when you are sad, is there someone to encourage you when you are pessimistic, and when you want to cry, someone hugs you and makes you feel better." Sobbing? Just imagining you alone with the pain in your arms... My heart aches unbearably... What about you?"

"...You don't care how I suffer alone in Hogwarts, you don't care why I made up my mind to kill my own headmaster, and I get angry when I meet you because of the smell of cigarettes, you don't even want to ask me if I smoke The reason...you don't care what the soul suffers under this body, that's the difference between us, Eridins. I love you, and you just want to have me."

"Enough." Eridins's head began to hurt sharply, as if a small screwdriver was prying her skull open bit by bit, and she interrupted Malfoy angrily: "No matter what you say, I won't let you leave me."

Malfoy sat up from the bed and looked at her silently, those domineering eyes she loved most, now there was nothing but ashes in them.

He opened his arms, and the thin quilt slipped off the young man's thin shoulders, revealing the delicate and youthful upper body unique to this age, "My pride, my self-esteem, my tears and laughter, my hottest love and youthful frivolity I have given you all of my innocence. Look at what is left, take it all together."

"I don't want it." Eridins murmured because of her headache, her hand passed under Malfoy's open arm and wrapped around him, her ear pressed to his chest, and that was all. Quietly listening to the heartbeat under the chest.

"I only want you." Eridins murmured.