Hogwarts: Slytherin Kiss

The castle in the distance is brightly lit and full of music, and the fairy light in the rose garden emits glowing spots.

The air in the corridor here is very cold, but their cheeks, lips and blood are very hot.

After a while, Indra and Draco held hands and left in a hurry as they had come.

When passing by a secluded rose bush with a stone unicorn and a black wrought iron carriage, they were pulled into a bush with dense foliage and fragrant flowers. Draco opened the carriage door with half a glass window, and Indra held up his skirt and got in while holding his arm.

The rising temperature inside the carriage blurred the glass windows, and the carriage shivered like a leaf on the cold, windless Christmas night.

No one without eyes came to disturb them. When the moon disappeared behind the gauze-like thin clouds and then emerged again, Indra stretched out her sweaty hands and wiped the window that was condensed with tear-like water drops, revealing a piece of window. Clear glass.

Her watery eyes looked through the glass in the direction of the auditorium in the distance. The dance, which lasted until midnight, seemed to be almost over.

The messy blond head poked out from behind her and arched into the crook of her neck, leaving a trail of warmth. When she raised her head slightly, she revealed her tall nose and lazy, clear gray-blue eyes.

It was time for them to go back, but Draco just wanted to stay in this small space and stick to her forever.

Those soft fragrances lingered in his mind and soul, making him intoxicated.

"My dress."

Indra's voice was so soft that it looked like a rouge-colored snow-white flower bone, covered with dewdrops caressed by the morning.

She leaned in Draco's arms, his black velvet robe wrapped around her body, and her black hair was almost indistinguishable from above.

Draco kissed her lips and cheeks lovingly, as well as Indra's snow-white neck under his coat, and then picked up her silver-grey dress from the soft carriage chair under her.

He had to cast a Restoration Charm and a Cleansing Charm on this beautiful but annoying dress, and also cleaned up the entire carriage.

When Draco carried Indra, who was wrapped in his black velvet robe, back to the Slytherin common room, he heard the music of the Weird Sisters and the cheers of the crowd outside the hall.

But it was almost midnight.

He had cast a Disillusionment Charm on both of them when they entered the castle, otherwise those who were saying goodbye now in the foyer would realize what a sweet and tender night they had spent.

Indra's cheek was pressed against Draco's chest, her eyes were not closed and she was even awake. She liked to look at all the scenery passing by when he walked with her in his arms.

Draco carried her down the stairs, then turned through several underground corridors, avoiding some boys and girls kissing each other goodbye, and came to the stone wall of the lounge at the bottom of the lake.

"Always pure."

A door opened in the stone wall.

The lounge was empty. After all, who would stay here at this hour and not go to the dance or do something else?

Stopping at the crossroads on the second floor, Draco was disappointed that Slytherin's dormitory was not a single room.

He put Indra down gently, then raised his head and kissed her forehead, and said in a slightly strange and soft voice, "Have a good rest...Indra."

Indra leaned into his arms for a hug again, and then slowly walked up the spiral staircase with his robe on her back. When she reached the corner, she turned back and waved to him, "Good night, Draco."

Draco smiled. He watched Indra leave and stood for a while before turning back to the boys' dormitory.

After returning to the dormitory, Draco stared blankly in front of the half-length mirror. Even though he was the only one in the room at the moment, his ears turned red when he saw the red marks on the collar of his shirt and his neck.

But when he accidentally touched the ring on his ring finger, he smiled again.

After returning to the dormitory, Indra also stood in front of the mirror for a long time before going to take a bath.

Although she doesn't have the habit of wearing rings, she will probably wear the mistletoe ring from now on.

Unless...Draco gives her a better-looking one.

Indra lay in bed unable to sleep, the situation was even worse than when Draco kissed her after he confessed to her last semester.

She suddenly saw a faint red fingerprint on her wrist lying beside the pillow. She brushed it and quickly hid her hand under the quilt. She pulled the quilt up to her chin and closed her eyes.

It was strange how sometimes Draco was like a dreamless sleep elixir and sometimes it made it difficult for her to fall asleep.

With her eyes closed in a state of sleepiness and inability to sleep, Senna turned on the door handle of the dormitory and came back.

"Why are you back so early?"

Indra said wiltedly, "I'm sleepy. And look at what time it is now. It's almost one o'clock. The dance has already ended, right? What were you doing?"

"We secretly visited Durmstrang's ship." Senna said with a wink.

what! ?

Indra suddenly sat up, and then her leg hurt so much that she couldn't help but change her expression. She actually missed such a good thing.

"How did you get there?"

Saina was changing clothes when her eyes suddenly narrowed and she asked in surprise, "What's all that on your neck?"

Indra slowly lay back down and turned over, "Allergy."

"I didn't see you after the dance. What were you doing with Draco?" Senna didn't believe she was allergic.

"Hermione went too. Of course they snuck us up there."

Hearing that Hermione had also gone, Indra twisted in the quilt. She answered Senna, "We went on a date. What does it look like inside the ship."

"It's very beautiful, and there's a lot of space inside, but we didn't go in. We only looked at it from the deck at the stern..."

Indra listened to Senna telling her about the Durmstrang ship, which diluted some of Draco's influence, and felt a little sleepy. After she finished speaking, Indra finally fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes the next day, the curtains on Senna's bed next to him had been hooked up and the quilt was neatly folded.

Indra looked at the snake tongue pointer on the opposite wall. It was almost twelve o'clock, and she had slept for so long.

You can go directly to the auditorium for lunch.

Draco was sitting on the sofa near the entrance of the corridor in the lounge at the bottom of the lake, holding a fresh copy of the Daily Prophet in his hand.

He got up early as usual because he was afraid that Indra would not find him when he came down. Although she could just go to the boys' dormitory to find him, Draco still got up very early.

After Master Malfoy read a few pages of the large newspaper at least three times with an hungry stomach, the person he was waiting for finally hurried out of the corridor.

Indra ran down wearing her usual gray collared sweater and calf-length black wool skirt, and she caught sight of Draco.

"Draco!"

The golden head turned around immediately, and Draco whispered with a bit of resentment and grievance, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."