HP's Wretched

Flotte walked in the backyard of the school with the shrinking black magic book, followed Snape's suggestion and did not turn on "Luminescence", but walked towards her dormitory along the moonlight.

Along the way, apart from the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, there was only the sound of Flotte's own breathing. She walked carefully along the bushes, and she was very calm all the way, but when she was about to reach the backyard, a voice, Shocked Flote and hid in the bushes.

"I really want to leave that disgusting home, you will always be with me, right!"

"Yes! My love! I will always be by your side."

Flotte, who was in the grass, listened to the nasty conversation and kept complaining. It seemed that these two were the same as herself, but escaped and fell in love. Judging by the figure, they should be seniors, and they must belong to Gryffindor. There are no fools from other colleges who don't play "quietly" at night. It's really stupid.

She stood up from the grass, patted the soil on her body, and was deciding whether to cast a "disillusionment spell" on herself and walk past them, but before she could raise her wand, Flotte denied this thought to herself After all, there is not much difference between not being completely invisible and not being invisible. It is better to walk over in an upright manner than to become translucent.

Flote walked towards the entrance of the backyard with steady steps, and she also had a certain degree of curiosity about the man and woman who had a tryst there, but when she got closer and saw the figures of the intimate couple, Flote A strong sense of familiarity welled up in my heart.

"Orien!" Flotte murmured in shock, but the murmur did not disturb the lovers.

That's right, the woman standing in front is Orion, and the one snuggling up to her seems to be Orion's classmate, Flotte has seen him before.He's of muggle blood...

Why did my sister do this? She doesn't know if she has a fiancé, and her fiancé hasn't graduated yet. What's more, this object is a person of Muggle descent. It would indeed lower the value of a family. If the father knew that his good daughter was like this, he would not be mad. Thinking of this, Flotte smiled mockingly!

Flotte wanted to rush out to interrupt them, but stopped abruptly as soon as she took a step, and gave up the idea.

Not only can going out now not change anything, but it will also expose my night tour, so I still have to wait.she thought.

Without too much hesitation, Flotte quietly walked through the corridor, easily bypassing the pair of lovers under the moon. When she was leaving the small courtyard, she suddenly stopped in her tracks, glanced at them, and frowned. , then walked to the dormitory.

When Flotte returned to the dormitory, seeing that Narcissa was still asleep, she breathed a sigh of relief, and returned to the bed lightly.

She didn't lie down to sleep immediately, but passed the pen and paper over with her magic wand, and was about to write something on the paper, but after a while, the paper in front of her was nothing but a few more ink marks. For other things, there is still no content, because Flote doesn't know how to write.She stared blankly at the blank piece of paper, letting the ink drip, but she was scolding her own hesitation in her heart.

She knew that it would be to her great disadvantage whether to write or not to write.

She shook her head violently, instead of being detrimental to her, it's better to wait, this matter is beyond her control, let alone something she can change, just let it be.She looked at the ink-stained paper, smiled inexplicably, and waved her magic wand to clean it up.

Accompanied by a kind of self-comfort, Flotte turned off the lights, and was about to fall asleep. Before falling asleep, she was thinking about what she might get by talking with Orion tomorrow.

In the Potions class the next afternoon, Flotte had a bad time. Although she didn't make any major mistakes, because she went to bed late last night, she put in the wrong medicine several times, so she had to redo it many times, but in the end I still made the finished potion, although it was not perfect, but knowing that she made that old fox in Hoslagn's face a little lighter, looking at Snape next to him, he was the fastest and best again, Flo Te couldn't help slandering in his heart: It seems that he had a good rest last night.

At this time Snape glanced at Flott, saw that Flott was also looking at him, and frowned, but turned back without saying anything.Seeing his silence, Flott curled her lips secretly, and then went on with her own business.

After class, Flotte said goodbye to Narcissa, and went back to the old potion classroom. Accompanied by the smell of medicine, she walked into the classroom. Sure enough, Orion was making potion.

"Orien, are you busy now?" Flotte stood in front of the door a little cautiously, waiting for Orien's reply.

"Flotte! Why are you here! I'm not very busy now, is there any problem with my homework? Come in quickly, don't stand stupidly outside the door!" Orion turned off the cauldron, and pulled Flutter sat down.

Seeing Orien's enthusiastic and kind attitude, Flotte had the urge to retreat. Indeed, in all fairness, no matter how awkward Flotte felt towards Aurion, Aurion did treat her the best. Lott understood.

"Is there a problem in your studies? Usually, you rarely come to me."

"Aren't you usually busy with potions? You think I'm in the way when I'm looking for you." Flotte paused, thinking about how to speak, "I heard a piece of gossip!"

"What gossip?"

"I heard that you seem to be in love with a Muggle!" After speaking, Flotte observed Orion's reaction from the corner of her eye.

Orion's smile faltered obviously, but he still asked, "Where did you hear that?"

"I heard it from other people, sister, since everyone knows it, including me, you are not afraid to hear it in the ears of Dizrael (Orien's fiancé Dizrael Lust) inside?"

"I..." The smiling expression turned into the current frown. Seeing Orien like this, Flote couldn't bear it anymore, but she still secretly scolded her for being a fool under the love spell.

"Orien! You have a fiancé, and the future family business will depend on the support of your fiancé's family. Father will never allow you to marry a poor boy of Muggle descent!"

"Sibney is not what you think!!" Orion roared.

That's right, she was roaring, this was the first time Flotte saw her meek sister roaring like this.

Seeing that Flotte was obviously shocked, Orien was a little at a loss, so he could only explain in a soft voice: "He is very good and capable, and he is the one who I can admire in every way. , I really love him! Flotte, you don't understand that feeling!"

"I don't understand, but sister, he..."

"I know, I know I can't ignore the interests of my family, but I'm pursuing the happiness I want, what's wrong with that? I, I don't want to marry Dizrael, I don't like him at all."

"But Buford needs the support of Dizrael Luster, after all, the Luster family is worthy of our cooperation."

"Flotte, I really don't want to sacrifice my happiness for the so-called benefits. I don't care about the Luster family. I don't care about the so-called benefits. I just want my happiness. I believe my father will forgive me Yes, you will understand me, right?"

Flotte stopped talking, she could see how much Orion insisted on this matter, but is this so-called happiness really so easy to obtain?

No one knows whether the hope we hold in our hands will turn into despair.The word happiness is insignificant in the face of interests, so the old Buford probably won't agree.

Orion looked at his silent sister, reached out to hold her hand, and then expressed his expectation for happiness in a gentle tone: "It is a very happy thing to escape the sea of ​​suffering with the one you love. .”

"Aren't you going to run away with him?"

"I don't know, but I won't obey my father to marry someone I don't love. Flotte, everyone has the right to love someone. I don't want to live in a world where I can't love in the future."

Flotte stared at Orion for a while, then slowly said, "I hope it can be as you wish!" After finishing speaking, she walked out.

On the way back to the lounge, Flotte wanted to turn her head and go to the owl house more than once, but she held back, she still couldn't make up her mind.If the letter is sent, everything in her life will go in the established direction. Maybe she will not be happy and free in this life, but she will not be trapped by poverty and powerlessness, but if she does not send the letter, what will happen? Will there be miracles in this future?

Flote didn't know, but she was still willing to naively believe in a miracle once, and she was still willing to maintain the possible happiness of the person who took care of her.

The idea seems to be settled.

The author has something to say:

This chapter is about the heroine’s sister cheating. It can be seen that the heroine is actually quite entangled in whether to write a letter to tell their father, but in the end she didn’t tell her. Well, her father wouldn't change her opinion because of this trivial matter, and she might lose Orion's trust, so she chose not to help.