[HP] Shh, it's a secret

The door opened, and Draco walked in, frowning and pinching the back of his neck.The originally empty sofa quickly protruded from a corner, revealing a snake's head, and then turned into Harry after it spun and landed.Porter.

"Draco, you're finally back." Harry greeted him.

"Sorry, something went wrong." Draco threw the bag of cake and chocolates into Harry's arms, and walked straight into the bathroom.

Head aching, Draco rubbed his sore temples.

He woke up on the sofa in the common room, and only remembered that he was in the Three Broomsticks with Goyle and Crabbe in the morning, and it was already evening when he woke up.For nearly six hours in between, he had no memory at all, if it was Draco three years ago.Malfoy would probably chalk it up simply to being drunk, but Draco.Malfoy is no longer the Draco he was three years ago.Malfoy is gone.

Looking at the thin and pale face in the mirror, Draco narrowed his eyes slightly, filtering through what Goyle said to him a few minutes ago in his mind, slowly analyzing and chewing carefully——

"Looks like he's in a bad mood, he's been drinking..."

"No, not with us, Crabbe and I came first. Headmaster Snape was looking for you before..."

"I didn't say anything... let Crabbe buy cakes and chocolates... Headmaster Snape came, and Crabbe and I left first..."

There is no loophole and the result obtained by Legilimency is exactly the same, then Severus.Snape, my dear godfather, what part did you play in this?

The slightly squinted eyes in the mirror slowly opened, Draco unbuttoned the cuff buttons of his uniform, rolled them up and stretched his hands under the faucet, the water flowed out automatically, washing between his pale fingers, it was bitingly cold.

There was a knock at the door at the right time, and Potter's voice at the same time—

"Draco, are you okay?"

Draco wiped his hands slowly, expressionless on his face.

"Draco?"

"I'm fine." Draco opened the door, and Potter was right next to it, with cake crumbs still stupidly sticking to the corner of his mouth, "Face, long—" Draco reached out his hand abruptly and stopped abruptly , There was a momentary blank in my mind.

"What? Face? Dirty?" Harry raised his hand and wiped it carelessly, "Oh - cake crumbs, I didn't pay attention when I ate it, I was really hungry just now."

Yeah, cake crumbs, how could he have thought it was anything else?

Draco frowned slightly and walked past Harry without saying a word.

"Have you eaten enough, Potter? If you are full, you will turn back into your Animagus." Draco sat down on the chair.

"Going out again?" Harry blinked. "The principal's office?"

"It seems that you really know a lot," Draco frowned unhappily, "but it's not time for confinement yet."

"Then why, you know Draco, I can't get used to it..."

"I think it's better for you to recognize who you are now as Potter, or do you want to be exposed from the beginning?" Draco interrupted him rudely, "You have to adapt, no, not only adapt, you need Let everyone who sees you realize that this is a snake. I can't always hide you in the room, you need to appear in front of everyone, which is reasonable."

"You mean you're taking me with you? In the castle?" Harry's eyes widened.

"It's not you, it's the snake." Draco said flatly, "I have to let them know that I raised a snake, um—should be rescued first, and then raised."

"save?"

Draco glanced at Harry and leaned back, putting his weight on the back of the chair: "Get used to Potter well, I will send you to the Forbidden Forest after the curfew, and then tomorrow..." A cold voice echoed in the room It sounded slowly.

"No, I don't agree!" Five minutes later, Harry jumped up, his face flushed.

"What, haven't you figured out the situation yet, Potter? I'm not old man Dumbledore, you have no right to refuse." Draco said with a smile, his smile made Harry feel chills all over his body.

"I won't do it," Harry whispered.

"Should I say that it's Saint Potter? This is Mister War!" Draco raised the corners of his lips mockingly, and after a long time he said, "Don't worry, no one will die, especially in this castle..." There was a brave and unyielding Saint Snape, Draco narrowed his eyes grimly.

Nothing happened the next morning, and Draco took Goyle and Crabbe to breakfast in the school hall before returning to the Slytherin common room to read and talk by the fire.It only took a whole morning, and those people in his original circle all came back—Brace.Zabini, Daphne.Greengrass...and of course Pansy.Parkinson, the brunette sat on the same sofa as Draco again.

Miss Parkinson held Draco's arm with peace of mind, listened carefully to every word Draco said, and watched every movement and expression of Draco.Although their relationship has been somewhat estranged in the past few months, she is his girlfriend at least for now, after all, neither of them has ever said they broke up.

At noon, at Draco's suggestion, the gathered Slytherin seventh graders got up and went to the school hall together.When Goyle pushed open the wooden door leading to the first floor, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps above their heads. The head of Gryffindor College, the school doctor, and a bunch of Gryffindors ran past them, walking hurriedly. , looking flustered.

"What's the matter?" A Hufflepuff girl stopped her fellow student who just came in from the outside.

"It's horrible, Dean. Thomas got bitten by a snake, both eyes are swollen, and there's blood all over his legs..."

"Did you hear, the Gryffindor idiot was bitten by a snake." Zabini whispered in Draco's ear, with a malicious smile on his face.

"Want to see it, Draco?" Crabbe asked.For a moment, all eyes were on Draco.

"Viper?" Draco smiled, then said, "Go."

When the group arrived, the Black Lake at the accident site was already crowded with people, and it seemed that all the students in the castle had come out.Goyle and Crabbe led the way, parting the crowd.Center of the crowd, Dean.Thomas covered his eyes and screamed as he writhed on the grass, blood pouring from his left ankle almost staining everything around him.Several senior Gryffindors tried to hold Dean under McGonagall's direction.Thomas, but it was not easy. The school doctor, Madam Pomfrey, was washing his eyes with water, and cursing loudly at the student who had treated his ankle wound before.

Draco noticed, Dean.Thomas was bitten by someone who cut a very deep wound. The original intention was to remove the poisonous blood, but that idiot Finnigan who was scolded like a dog forgot to forget an important characteristic of the viper venom, the blood-soluble toxin will The result is not only organ failure but also blood flow.Draco sneered condescendingly, but some blurred images suddenly flashed in his mind, bleeding profusely...

"Draco, look!"

Draco woke up from his contemplation, following Parkinson's finger, a blackened thumb-thick viper lay on Li Dean.The clearing a few yards away from Thomas clearly bears the marks of the Fire Charm, or perhaps the Stunning Charm.Draco tried to go, but Pansy caught his foot the moment he moved.Parkinson held back, disapproving and ill-advised looks on the faces of almost all the Slytherins who came with him.Draco looked at them blankly, then said softly——

"You don't think it looks a bit like some grown-up's..." Before he finished speaking, almost everyone's faces changed and turned white.

Draco hooked his lips and broke away from Parkinson's hand and walked straight over. The students in front of him automatically made way for him.

"What are you doing, Mister Malfoy?" McGonagall, as Draco picked the Viper into the glass bottle with his wand.Minerva stood before him.

"Recycle my pet, Professor," Draco said lazily, and there was a gasp all around.

"Pet? Yours?" McGonagall's face turned pale, "Your 'pet' almost killed a student, Mr. Malfoy! Where's Filch? Where's the headmaster?"

"Professor, with all due respect, he's not dead yet," Draco stood up slowly, "and who launched the attack first...Mr. Thomas is still my poor pet, I can't say for sure, it's better to let Let's ask Mr. Thomas's companion. Seamus Mr. Finnigan, what do you say?"

"Seamus!" Mag stared at Seamus who was squatting on the ground and was about to cry.Finnigan.

"Dean... Dean just wanted to play with it... Viper... I don't know Professor, I really don't."

"It seems that the facts are very clear. My pet is only out of self-defense." Draco said, "If there is nothing wrong, I will leave first Professor. You can see that it is seriously injured."

"You..." Professor McGonagall trembled angrily.

At this moment, the crowd parted again to make way, Draco squinted, and Snape was striding towards him, his face livid.He took one look at Draco, walked past him and knelt down to Dean.In front of Thomas.

"Thank goodness Severus, you're here at last," Madam Pomfrey said. "Just take a look, without the right antidote the child's eyes will be ruined."

Snape grimly poured several potions into Dean's eyes, then drew his wand and charmed the bleeding from his ankle.

"Send him to the medical wing first, and I'll make the antidote." He said to Madam Pomfrey, who nodded and used the Stretcher Charm to levitate the unconscious Dean.The crowd slowly dispersed as the victim left.

"Headmaster, Malfoy's 'pet'." Professor McGonagall said, the word "pet" almost squeezed through her teeth.

"I'll deal with Minerva," Snape said.McGonagall glared at Draco and left reluctantly, taking the last batch of students who had stopped to watch.

Snape stood up and met Draco's eyes, black to light gray.

"Come with me and bring your snake." Snape ordered, averting his eyes first.