Descendants of HP

Chapter 057

When Severus woke up, the room was very dark.

There was someone else's breathing, and he could smell it clearly, it was Lucius's smell.

The breathing was even and long, which meant that Lucius was asleep.

Severus used time to manifest, looked at the time, and found that a day had passed.

Lucius shouldn't be guarding him all day, Severus thought, getting up.

Magically lulling Lucius to bed, Severus walked out the door.

After becoming a vampire, you don't have to worry about staying up late. The waking time of day and night should be reversed.

Severus was halfway there, suddenly not knowing which room he should go to.

After recovering his memory, should he live in Malfoy's house with peace of mind?

Obviously he can't do it, and his house in Spider's End is now a so-called heroic relic. If he really lives in it, it will really attract attention.

After much deliberation, it seems that it is safer to go back to Yorkshire.

Severus stood at the window, staring at the fountain in the manor, his eyes frozen.

Remol, who had to be careful, planned to resurrect him behind the scenes.This is to repay the debt of life.

He saved him at the beginning, and now Lancer is plotting to make him come back to life. Although he came back to life in the way of a vampire, the end result is to pull him out of the train to hell.

He didn't know whether to thank Lancer or blame this guy for his own initiative. After saving Lancer, Lancer kept his promise and gave him enough of Remol's precious medicinal materials.From Severus' point of view, this was undoubtedly a fair and cost-effective deal.

But it seems that this is not the case in Lanser's eyes, so he took the trouble to make the holy coffin that can be faked.

It's just that Severus didn't understand why it was Malfoy.

Severus didn't think that Draco would have a special heart for him. What was Lancer's reason for choosing Draco at that time?

But when he thought of Draco's careful care of him when he didn't recover his memory, and... and those cares and sacrifices, he began to wonder if there was something wrong with his memory.

Lancer can plant the seeds of memory in his mind, but that only includes the memory of Lancer getting along with him, and the memory that belongs to him is in Harry Potter.In Lanser's opinion, only when he can find Potter will he have a chance to retrieve his memory, and only then will the seed germinate.

There seems to be no difference between restoring memory and not having memory.

Severus still felt deeply alone.

The moon outside the window is big and round, and it doesn't look any different.

The temperature at night, in his perception, is distorted.Vampires don't have a strong experience of cold, and the same goes for heat, unless they are attacked and use magic.

Even standing in the wind, Severus felt nothing but the blowing of his hair.

While Severus was looking at the moon, a black shadow suddenly moved on the chair in the courtyard.

Severus' eyeballs moved slightly, thanks to the good night vision of the blood race, he could see clearly even the black shadow of the chair so far away.

It's Draco.

It's so late, why is he still sitting in the courtyard without going to sleep?

Although it wasn't the middle of winter, it was cold late at night, and Draco didn't seem to be wearing much.

Severus was about to walk away, pretending he didn't see it.

As soon as he turned around, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Draco fall to the ground.

The next second, Severus landed beside Draco.

A checking spell fell on Draco - he had a cold.

And this fall, Draco was also woken up.

"Hmm." Draco got up and dropped the things in his hands to the ground.

Severus was just a thought, and the thing floated into the air, and a faint fragrance filled his nostrils.

The still delicate flowers in the night, the blood-red roses, look so fragile, but unexpectedly tough.

Draco didn't expect to see Severus so easily, and the flower was between him and Severus, blocking his sight.

"Draco, aren't you going to sleep tonight?" Severus let the flower fall into Draco's jacket pocket, making Draco, who was already handsome, look more like a well-dressed but slightly embarrassed rascal .

Draco protected the flower with his hand, as if afraid of the fragile petals falling to the ground.

"I'm just used to sleeping at this time." Because Severus was a blood race, he adjusted his work and rest time a lot in order to take care of Severus.

"You came out to pick flowers?" Severus stared at the flowers on Draco's chest and asked suspiciously.

Even if Draco didn't sleep at night, he shouldn't be sitting on a chair in the yard.

Because it would be rude to do so, and Draco happened to be proud of his manners.

Draco stroked the petals with his fingers, and nodded at Severus with a smile.

Severus suddenly didn't know what to say, as harsh as before?It doesn't seem right.

Draco stared at Severus without speaking for a moment.

While looking at each other like this, Severus keenly sensed a different emotion in Draco's eyes than before.

But it was too ethereal for him to grasp.

Draco suddenly smiled again, and reached out to take out the flower branch in his pocket.

His right hand elegantly pinched the flower branch, his white fingers formed a strong contrast with the dark green stems and blood-red flowers, and the fragrance of the dark night gradually drifted into Severus' nose.

Draco's blood was delicious, as he looked.

Severus was silent.

Draco raised Severus' right hand with his left hand, and placed the flower in Severus' palm.

He hooked his waist slightly, looked up at Severus with a smile from the bottom up.

This look made Severus' heart beat twice faster.

It's really out of place, it's not like a simple smile, there's a hook in the eyes.

"Severus..." Draco held Severus' right hand with both hands, and the flower branch was in the palm of his and Severus' hands. He held Severus' hand, which made Severus Ferris couldn't move, and he didn't know what to say when he didn't know what Draco was going to do.

"Severus, you said that our relationship is up to me, so it still counts?" Draco asked as if to confirm.

Severus felt a little uneasy when he remembered that he had indeed said that, but he still gave an affirmative answer: "Yes."

"If it was a partnership, your name would appear next to mine, wouldn't it?" Draco asked, looking straight into Severus' eyes.

"Tapestry?" Severus didn't quite understand what Draco meant by asking that.

Draco nodded heavily and quickly: "Yes."

"That's right." Severus thought for a moment, the contract was indeed like this.

When Draco heard the answer he wanted to hear, he suddenly smiled and said, "Then partner."

"——!" Severus's hand seemed to be scalded by Draco's hand, and he withdrew violently, but Draco used a lot of force, and it was impossible to withdraw his hand without hurting him of.

Noticing Severus' actions, Draco smiled even more happily, "Sev, you heard me, I choose partnership."

"You—!" Severus' throat was a little dry, and he didn't understand why Draco had chosen to do so.Did Draco think it was nice to strap himself to a vampire?

And when did Draco not let go of even an old man? !

Lucius has never done anything to a man before...

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Severus and Draco froze.

Draco moved his middle finger, and Severus' gaze fell on that finger.

Draco said aggrievedly: "Severus, the pattern on it is getting lighter and weaker."

"..." Severus was silent, because his mind was wavering, so if he showed it outside, the contract on Draco would fade.

"I don't want it to disappear, I want you." Draco took Severus' hand, and moved closer to Severus, he could feel the cold temperature on the blood clan.

Severus could hear his determination, and it was hard to imagine: "I have recovered my memory, I am no longer that blank sheet of paper, you..."

"Are you going to break the contract? Are you lying to me?" Draco's voice was cold, it sounded really cruel and full of persecution, but in fact, his eyes were as pitiful as an abandoned dog.

Severus was questioned and stopped talking.

He tilted his head slightly, his forehead touching Draco's.

A flash of white light, like an electric current, passed through Draco's body and mind, and landed on his fingers.

The pattern that had faded before became more apparent at this time, and the rose thorns entwined on the reverse cross finally bloomed, and an inexplicable fragrance swept across Draco and Severus.

The author has something to say:

Draco is amazing