HP's Wretched

"softkittywarmkitty, littleballoffur~~, happykittysleepykitty, purpurpur~~"

Narcissa, who had just come out of the Floo, heard this lullaby echoing in the empty Luster Manor. The originally warm tune revealed a strange ethereal in such an environment.

In fact, a few months ago, it was rumored that Tiger Luster, the only son of the Luster family, died unfortunately. Mrs. Luster was bedridden because of the pain of losing her son. No one has seen Luster until today. Mrs. Lester has been out of the manor, and some people even speculate that Mrs. Lester may die soon.

And today, Narcissa came to see Flotte. She had wanted to come a long time ago, but... thinking of Narcissa stroking her slightly swollen belly, yes, she was pregnant, and Flotte had just lost her son. At that time, it was when she was just pregnant.She should have come to see what happened to her close friend, but at that time the fetal head was still unstable, and Lucius Malfoy watched her closely, so he would not let her take Malfoy with him. It's unlucky for the young heir of the Fu family to wander around, not to mention going to a woman who just lost a child.So I didn't come to visit until today.

Narcissa's pace gradually slowed down due to this ethereal lullaby, and she was afraid and frightened when she heard the song, but she was pregnant with a child and was about to become a mother, but she couldn't bear the sadness in the tune.This little Tiger has been away for several months, who is this lullaby sung to?

Narcissa tightened her hand holding the box, suppressing the uneasiness and sadness in her heart, and slowly approached the room where the lullaby came from—Flotte's bedroom along with the singing.Narcissa came to the door and knocked lightly on the door. The singing inside stopped suddenly because of the knock. Although the singing stopped, there was also no sound of anyone answering the door. Narcissa heard no one talking, but in order not to Being rude, she still didn't push the door directly, but said, "Flote, it's me, Narcissa, I'm here to see you!"

There was no answer to Narcissa, but the ethereal lullaby was replaced.

Narcissa was a little anxious, she could tell that it was Flotte who sang the lullaby, but why didn't she answer herself, but kept repeating this frightening and sad song.Narcissa flinched a little, but looked at the box that Snape asked her to bring to Flott in her hand, and thought about the friends she had played with since she was a child in the room, she still gritted her teeth and pushed the door in!

The moment the door opened, the half-sung lullaby stopped abruptly again, and what caught Narcissa's eyes was Flotte who was sitting on the bed wearing a white nightgown and staring blankly at the bed of children's clothes.Seeing the door open, Flotte's lifeless eyes slowly raised towards the door.

"Flot, I'm Narcissa, I'm here to see you."

Flotte didn't answer, but fixed her gaze on Narcissa's slightly swollen belly, her originally dull eyes were now glistening with tears, and even her bloodless lips trembled.

"Flot." Seeing that her former friend has become like this now, or that she is prone to emotional instability when she is pregnant with a child, Narcissa can't help but want to shed tears. She slowly moves to Flo In front of Te's bed, he comforted: "It's okay, it's okay, it's all over, and Tiger will definitely live well in heaven."

Unexpectedly, when Flotte heard these comforting words, she hugged Narcissa and began to cry bitterly, because everyone knew that her son was dead, but no one knew that her son's soul was sealed in a stone doll and could not be released Heaven's.

Narcissa didn't know why Flote was crying suddenly, she just thought that Flote saw her venting the pain in her heart: "It's okay, it's okay, everything will be fine."

Flote's mood gradually stabilized, she was not crying bitterly but sobbing softly, Flote did not look into Narcissa's eyes, but still stared at her swollen belly.

Seeing that Flott's mood had stabilized, Narcissa brought the box Snape gave her to Flott and said, "This is what Severus asked me to bring to you, and it is said to be able to repair the body." of."

Narcissa actually knew something about Flott's cooperation with Lucius and Snape over Dizrael to monopolize the potion industry, but now Flott is so depressed that she can't even leave the manor. Don't talk about taking care of business, Lucius almost wants to break the contract, after all, people who are worthless are not worthy of cooperating with Malfoy.If it weren't for the fact that Snape was recruited by Flotilla, the contract might have been voided long ago.Of course, she couldn't tell Flotte about this, for fear that it would aggravate her condition.

Flott didn't seem to be at all curious about what Snape gave her, or maybe she already knew what was in the box, so she just stared blankly at Narcissa's stomach, weeping silently.

Narcissa seemed to understand what Flote was looking at, and looked down at her stomach, then smiled and took Flote's hand and placed it on her stomach, and said softly: "I know what you are doing. My son took Tiger because he wanted him to be as healthy and brave as a little tiger, but..." Narcissa choked up and didn't say the second half of the sentence, but tried to adjust her expression, "The doctor said I was pregnant with a son, So I want to name my child Draco, and Xiaolong, okay? The child's godmother?"

Flotte's eyes suddenly lit up, but then went out again, she was puzzled and said the only sentence: "Godmother?"

"Yes, I want you to be Xiaolong's godmother, okay?"

Flotte didn't speak, but nodded indistinctly.

Narcissa saw that Flotte's expression seemed to be much better after hearing these words, and she couldn't help but put away her sad emotions and continued to comfort her: "For your lovely godson, you should get well soon."

……

Narcissa comforted Flote for a while and then felt tired. Seeing that Flote was not bedridden like the rumors, it was just that she was overwhelmed with grief, and she would come out sooner or later, so she didn't worry too much. I went home.

However, what Narcissa didn't see was that Flotte, who was originally weak and godless on the bed, suddenly stopped crying after Narcissa went out, and instead, there was a gloomy look in her eyes.

Flott landed lightly on her bare feet, walked slowly towards the dressing table step by step, and opened the box that Narcissa brought her for Snape. There was nothing in the mahogany box except a bottle of colorless potion. In addition, Flotte gently picked up the glass bottle and stroked the body of the bottle against the moonlight. The words "Hogwarts" under the small bottle were printed into Flott's eyes against the moonlight, and the corner of her mouth was cruel. Oh, the world only knows that her son died young, but no one knows that her son was refined by his own father; the world also knows that after the loss of her son, Flotte was heartbroken and sick, But no one knew that she was just sealed up in the manor by Dizrael from the outside; the world thought that her "good" husband had lost a child, and was heartbroken and unwilling to go back to the manor to face it, but the truth was With a person like her who vowed to kill him, how could he dare to come back?But today, even if you Dizrael fled to the ends of the earth, I, Flotte, will make you, a beast, regret living in this world!

At this moment, a light flashed from a green leather notebook on the dressing table, but it quickly went out again. Flotte moved her body to the green leather notebook. The contact book bought from Jinbobo is only two of the past, but only one is left now. As for the other one, it is in the hands of the person who is contacting Flott.

Flotte gently opened the notebook, and there was only a neat sentence written in cursive script on it: "Ready."

Flotte picked up the wand in her hand and wrote on the notebook: "I'm coming." Then these words disappeared from the paper with a golden light.

Flotte put the book back on the table, picked up the small medicine bottle on the table again, unplugged it, and poured the transparent liquid inside on the ground without thinking.

In fact, what Snape gave her was not medicine for health at all, it was just water, the important thing was the bottle, which could let her out - the Portkey!

……

Another place in the UK, the Prince Manor, has changed from the dilapidation of the past, and has been tidied up by the new owner, but the basement at this time is waiting for an upcoming sacrifice.

Snape stood upright like a statue with his hands behind his back, as if he was waiting for someone, his eyes were fixed on the flame of the altar candle, but he was thinking in his heart whether he was doing right or wrong?He recalled what happened at Luster Manor that day:

Flotte, who fainted due to the magic power, just woke up and rolled off the sofa excitedly. Snape, who was watching by the side, hurried forward to pull Flott up, but was dragged away by Flott. He stopped, and asked in a frenzy, "Where is that beast! Where is that beast! I'm going to kill him"

"He ran away, don't think about it, get up first." Snape could have ignored this crotch matter, and he could have put Flott back on the sofa and left, but after all, this person had experienced something with him. The one who lived and died was also the one who survived for him, and now that such a tragic thing happened again, it was hard for him to convince himself to ignore it indifferently and leave his companion here ruthlessly.But what he didn't expect was that in the future, it was precisely because of his soft-heartedness and loyalty that he would trigger the series of events that followed, as well as create an inexplicable bond with the person in front of him.

Flott suddenly realized something, grabbed Snape's shoulder and cried and begged, "Severus, I beg you, I beg you, help me..."

"Flotte, get up, you just suffered a heart attack, and you were seriously injured yesterday, and you used your magic power forcibly, you are very weak now, do you know that?"

Flott didn't care about what Snape said at all, and the tears couldn't stop falling. Flott, who was usually arrogant, basically knelt on the ground and continued to plead to herself: "Severus , You and I have known each other for nearly ten years, I have never begged you for anything, since you and I have been through life and death, can you help me, help me kill that bastard."

"Don't cry." Snape had never seen any woman cry, and never imagined that the vicious, cruel and decisive Flotte would cry like this. Snape began to be at a loss, " Get up quickly, your body can't..."

"That bastard killed my son...killed my son! No...it wasn't a bastard, it was a group! It was a group...they couldn't escape my son's death! Why! Why! My son is so young , What did he do wrong! Why... why are they going to kill him! Yes! I am a villain! I am a bastard! I...I deserve to die! I have killed people, I have surrendered to darkness, and I have evil thoughts! But the one who deserves retribution is me, why...why they want to hurt my son, I don't allow it! I want to kill them all!" Flotte's voice trembled and choked with crying, but the hatred in her tone made her Her heart was cold, she became more and more excited as she spoke, and grabbed Snape fiercely in her hand, grabbing her only life-saving straw, "Severus, I beg you, I know I was wrong, but I want Revenge! But I can't kill them with my own strength. You help me, as long as you are willing to help me, I will promise you whatever you ask me to do. I don't care even if I give you my life. As long as you help me, I will Please." After speaking, Flotte was about to give up her dignity and kowtow to Snape.But he was stopped by Snape.

"What do I want your life for, you get up first!"

"Please, please, Severus, I beg you, I will give you anything, my dignity, my loyalty, my life, as long as you help me."

Snape frowned deeply: "You get up first, we'll talk about this after you get up."

Flott gasped, shook her head fiercely, and continued to beg Snape endlessly, throwing away all her usual dignity and pride.

Snape took a deep breath, seeing Flotte like this, even though he usually despised her money-worshipping and ruthlessness, now he felt pity for her. For some reason, he thought of his mother again, When he was beaten by his father, why didn't his mother stop him with magic?Why?Shouldn't she love him and protect him?

Flotte was still crying bitterly, her voice was already sobbing, but the shape of her mouth was still saying "Please, please."

After falling into deep thought, Snape looked at Flott's pleading appearance, and felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart. Pity contained regret, envy, envy, pity for Flott's experience, regret for his own situation, envy and jealousy. The child has such a mother who is willing to give up everything for her son even though she is full of shortcomings.With all this mixed in, Snape nodded and agreed...

……

After returning to his thoughts, Snape looked at the other correspondence book that Flott handed him that day and a book of dark magic on the table. On the last page of the book, there is a kind of sacrifice technique, which is not so much a sacrifice as a curse, exchanging things with the god of death, what is it but a curse?He didn't know if it was right or wrong to help Flotte in this way, but that child really shouldn't be sealed in a stone doll that will never see the light of day.

At this time, there was a strange movement behind Snape, and Snape knew without thinking that it was Flotte who was passed by the Portkey he made, so he said, "Here?"

"Well, here we come."

The author has something to say:

In fact, my writing of Dizrael was a bit of a failure. It was too facial. He was originally a character with a full set, but he didn't allocate too useful roles. He wrote it so uncharacteristically. Alas╯﹏╰After all, the first novel, Kungfu is still not up to standard.

After Dizrael’s death, it will involve a part of the past of the Buford family. Anyway, my purpose is that in the fanfiction I write, if the original characters can die, don’t live, in case the original novel is prone to big bugs?

The first lullaby is from The Big Bang Theory, which Xie Er likes to listen to the most. The first time I heard it, I made up a horrible scene in my head. I don’t know why.

What I like the most are ghost talks, supernatural and metaphysics, and I have a big brain. In order to enrich the article, I may add some of this aspect, so the tone of the whole article is classified as dark by me, and the cover will be It's so scary, so everyone should be mentally prepared. Of course, my writing is more popular science, because the writing is not good, and the description is average, so the creation of a horror atmosphere is also average. This is why I don't write supernatural novels.

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