【HP】Elvira’s Unicorn Garden

"I thought I could make it in time, but it turns out that the competition between the gentlemen has ended." Taking care of Orillia behind him, Avila was indifferent to Abraxas even under the same umbrella. Keep distance.

But it can't beat the unintentional 'approach' of the people next to you.

"It's too crowded under this umbrella. I hope Vivian can understand." He always found such excuses to excuse her, but in fact, the space under the umbrella was too crowded. Even if he stood under the long umbrella, Being alone is not a problem.

Abraxas knew what Elvira was thinking, but he didn't want to take care of some insignificant existence on such matters.

It was clear that the matter between him and Vivian was already known to everyone, and he had gone through so much trouble not just to keep a distance from Vivian in front of others.

He had no intention of giving in on such matters, nor did he care about gentlemanly manners.

It wasn't until she got to the tooth-white pavilion that the blond boy pulled out a chair for her. After Avila took her seat, Abraxas sat next to her.

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Nott." Orillia shook her head and rejected Edgar's 'proposal' to pull the chair away for her. In fact, it was nothing more than the other person's motion to stand up. , just looked at her.

"Miss MacMillan, is there anything you need to pay attention to in terms of food or fruit?" Edgar, who was rejected, did not mind. He first placed a plate of fruit platter in front of Avila before asking Auri. pull.

Abraxas gently summoned the house elf to serve Avella desserts and cold smoothies to relieve the heat. The fruit platter Edgar sent was placed closest to her by Avella. .

Even though the plate of fruit platter was a bit redundant, the blond boy had already placed two plates of cherry tomatoes in front of her seat.

"Just an apple." Basically, if you want something to eat on an occasion like this, just say it. It won't take long for a house elf to bring you what you need.

But this time it was a little different. The teenagers didn't answer her immediately, they just asked her politely if she could change into the same one.

"Can you change it to another one? This way our friends can't touch Apple. I hope Miss Macmillan can understand." Perhaps because he was afraid that she would think too much, the young man who spoke up to answer this question was Greengrass.

Orillia looked at Edgar as if asking him, 'Is this really so? ’

The man just nodded and then took another plate of fruit platter from another boy's hand and placed it in front of her. Edgar returned to his seat.

If Miss MacMillan had chosen someone else, he would have ordered the house elf to prepare it for her, but if it was Apple, there was probably nothing he could do about it.

There is a 'girl' between them who is severely allergic to apples. Wherever this silly girl is, there will be no food like apples.

As the organizer of this tea party, Abraxas has already given instructions to the house elves responsible for these matters. What should appear and what should not appear are all planned.

The arrival of sunset also heralds the time to say goodbye. Malfoy Manor, which was still lively during the day, only had a few Malfoys left after nightfall, and the girl who temporarily lived in Malfoy Manor.

"Via, how are you doing today?" Mrs. Malfoy fixed the food with a fork and cut off a small part with a table knife but did not rush to put it into her mouth to enjoy. She just put down the cutlery in her hand and turned to look at Elvira next to her.

There was a smile in the lady's eyes, and at that moment she was just asking the child next to her if she was happy.

Mrs. Malfoy had never shown that kindness and gentleness to anyone else, not even her own child, Abraxas.

She didn't even notice it herself, or maybe she just felt sorry and affection for a child who had left his parents since he was a child but was too well-behaved for various reasons.

"Have a great time, Aunt Slotra." The girl responded with a smile to the 'loving' lady in front of her. After a pause in her words, Avila focused on the dinner plate in front of her.

The girl lowered her eyebrows slightly and ate a piece of food, but the corners of her lips still couldn't help but curve slightly.

Really happy, Slotra aunty.

In the restaurant, the head of the family sat at the main seat. The heir of the family sat below and behind the head of the family. The mistress of the family sat at the lower right of the man at the main table.

There was a gentle and charming girl sitting on the seat next to the woman. The lady would turn her head to talk to the girl from time to time, and the girl would respond to the lady, and occasionally she would purse her lips and smile. .

The blond boy lowered his head and chuckled silently. Perhaps because the scene was so heartwarming, he began to feel nostalgic for it.

"Abraxas." Mr. Malfoy coughed slightly to remind his son to come to his senses. Due to some special reasons, Mr. Malfoy softened his tone.

After the meal, Abraxas and Elvira strolled into the garden together. The garden at night was completely different from that during the day, and I don't know if it was because the cobbled paths were illuminated darker than in other places.

There is always an extremely vague warmth in the garden at night, which undoubtedly evokes some different thoughts in the young man's mind.

With the dim light and night, Abraxas always felt that the off-white dress on the girl was more gorgeous than it was during the day.

The moonlight adorned it and became dots of diamonds on the man's dress, and every step he took under the moonlight was like an invitation before a dance.

But if that time comes, he will hold her hand as tightly as he does now.

He went to show those who attended the ball that he was the only one who could hold her hand and become Vivian's dance partner.

Vivian is becoming more and more beautiful now, and he wants to possess her more and more.

He really wants to lock up Vivian, so that Vivian only belongs to him.

The one that truly belongs to him alone.

"Vivian." He suddenly spoke. Abraxas grabbed the slender wrist of the girl in front of him and brought her towards him with just a little force. "Don't push her away."

The man's somewhat hoarse voice was like a light feather in the night, slowly floating downward, stirring at the tip of her heart and her reason.

"Well, don't push away." She raised her hands but did not wrap her arms around his back or his shoulders like she did every time she hugged him before. She gently stroked the side of his neck and then lowered his head, " Abu talked about settling accounts during the day...why did he talk about it at night?"

Like a low murmur, like a voice calling, the girl slightly raised her lips and kissed the side of his neck, licking his skin lightly with the tip of her tongue.

Avila was imitating Abraxas' previous movements, but compared to the boy's possessive and aggressive movements, the girl just licked that spot gently.

It wasn't until he was about to let go that he kissed her softly.

Her strength was controlled extremely well, and she did not leave any suspicious marks, but Abraxas was not satisfied with her behavior.

Abraxas hopes that Avella will put her own mark on him, just like he did to her. He hopes that his Vivian can possess him.

He hoped that she could do something so that everyone would know that he was connected to her, so that everyone would know that he and her were 'intimate'.

No matter what the way, it would be best if he could become Vivian's 'possession', and he didn't mind being considered that way.

He looked forward to it.

The moonlight extended the quiet path that was not too long. She took him on the road during the day again, until she opened the wooden door and saw the teeth illuminated by the warm white light. Bai Changting.

No, it's not just that place. This surprise has been continued since the beginning. It should have been carefully arranged.

Abraxas took over the broomstick that he had used for 'competition' during the day from the hands of the house elf Clay. He habitually weighed the weight of the broomstick in his hand as if he was making some other plans. .

"Vivian, do you want to fly around the manor together?" After riding the broomstick, Abraxas stretched out his hand to Avila, and the young man asked her with a smile.

Although it was an 'invitation', there was always something irresistible in the words.

"It seems that hospitality is hard to refuse, little Mr. Malfoy." The girl in an off-white dress sat behind him as she had done the first time, and hugged his waist. Then the girl almost stretched her entire body They all leaned on his back.

"Does Abu think I'm selfish? I actually have the idea of ​​monopolizing Abu." She leaned on his back and smiled softly. She tightened her hold on his waist and whispered to him softly. whispered in his ear, "Abu, will you mind?"

Do you mind... How could he let it go, and how could he mind.

This is how he should answer Vivian, but how should he express his 'ecstasy' to Vivian? The etiquette he has learned does not allow him to express his emotions so directly and obviously.

The person in front of her didn't respond to her 'in time', but she didn't care and didn't feel sad.

Avella just chuckled lowly and hugged Abraxas tightly.

Because she could feel that Abu's breathing was messed up.

The boy pursed his lips and clenched his broomstick, driving it to fly into the air with him and the girl behind him. Abraxas knew that the girl behind him was deliberately trying to cause trouble to him.

He wanted to ignore her, but he couldn't.

Abraxas tried his best to adjust his breathing and control the broom to fly higher. The stars hanging in the night were still far away from him and Vivian, but they were much brighter than usual.

The increasingly restless heart seemed to be calmed down, as if someone was 'kissing' him.

It's Vivian, and he knows that his Vivian is also in love with him.

He was loved by her, and he had what his heart longed for - her love.

Abraxas chose to land on an empty lawn. He threw the broomstick casually on a lawn, and he hugged Elvira.

He and Vivian had hugged countless times before, but this was still not enough. He wanted more.

"We can't go back on our word." Abraxas put his arms around Elvira's waist and buried his head on the side of her neck, sucking her breath greedily. "We can't go back on what Vivian just said."

He wouldn't give her a chance to regret it.

"Well, what will happen if you regret it?" The girl hugged the boy she had secretly cared about for a long time, and in a joking tone, she recounted the thing that would never happen between her and him.

"I will be very sad if it really happens, Vivian." He responded to her in a low voice, and the hug in his arms became stronger. Thanks to this dress, he only needed to lower his head to kiss her. clavicle.

Abraxas hid the most shameful words in his heart, how could he be willing to scare the girl he loved.

He said, 'If that day comes, then he will lock Vivian up next to him. ’

After washing up and changing out of her clothes, Avila stayed in the room and talked to her brother about the 'things' of that day, but not all of them, she hid some of the 'things'.

After taking a bath, Abraxas originally wanted to lean on the bedside and read a book, waiting for Vivian to contact him through the double-sided mirror after finishing the private matters at hand.

It was just that he was the first to come that day and entrusted the house elves to find his mother. Abraxas tidied up his clothes and put the two-way mirror into the inner pocket of his clothes.

There were only him and his mother in the study, and he just stood there quietly waiting for his mother to speak. He could probably guess who the things his mother said today would be related to.

But that had nothing to do with him, and it wasn't something he should care about.

"The MacMillan child is engaged to the Knott family. I just heard it mentioned by the MacMillan family today." Mrs. Malfoy put down the photo of a couple in her hand. The photo showed a man sitting on a broomstick. The girl, and the blond boy supporting the girl beside her.

The blond boy was her son ‘Abraxas Malfoy’, and the girl sitting on the broomstick had no choice other than Via.

"Mother, what do you think?" Abraxas looked away from the group photo and asked his mother softly.

Since his mother took the initiative to bring up this topic, he should follow the topic.

"That's good. At least the MacMillan family has cut off that 'mind'." Mrs. Malfoy's fingertips gently rubbed the photo she had placed on the table. The lady seemed to sigh lightly, and then Like he breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't know whether she was feeling pity or sympathy for another girl who had become a 'tool' for family sacrifice at such a young age. This was too common at this time.

Only a very small number of pure-blood families would choose to let their daughters inherit the family, and most of them would use their daughters as a marriage 'tool' to gain status and benefits for the family.

"Do you care about Wei Ya?" She raised her eyes to look directly at her son, and asked him, "Mother wants to hear the truth."

Not only daughters, but also sons, no one born under pure blood can escape.

So did she, and so did Altus.

This road is the only way, no one can escape, but when she really steps on this road, she doesn't want her children to make the same mistake again.

She didn't want to watch the child become a victim, and she also hoped that her child could find his love, his true love.

She's so conflicted, isn't she?

"Mother, you've known for a long time, haven't you? My son doesn't just care about Vivian." Abraxas took out the double-sided mirror from the inner pocket of his shirt. The young man's voice was still as cold as before, "I want to go I love her and want to go on with her."

Yes...her son has found his love, and he is the child she likes.

"You and Wei Ya are wearing a double-sided mirror when you leave for a while. Mother doesn't dare to think about what happens if you are really separated in the future." In fact, this can only be said as a joke. She doesn't want to see those two children. separate.

But Mrs. Malfoy didn't expect that the joke she casually told her son would receive the most serious reply.

"I will not let that time come." She heard Abraxas's extremely firm answer. She heard him say, "It is precisely because I love her and care about her that I try my best to stand with her. Together, I want to be with her."

These words were not just an answer from Abraxas, but everything he desired was answered.

So is what you love.