HP: Embrace the Darkness

Unexpectedly, his performance was misunderstood by Gower and Crabbe, and they even talked about Asseth behind his back. Does Asseth think that he is a white-eyed wolf who is not familiar with the food?

Draco lowered his head and thought wildly. The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and his eyes began to heat up uncontrollably.

Draco bit his lip and breathed softly, not daring to speak, for fear that Artes would think he was squeamish and hate him even more.

"Little dragon?"

When Ace came back to his senses, he realized that Draco had been silent for a long time and his head was lowered.

His mood swings were so severe that even if Asseth didn't use Legilimency, he could feel his deep sadness and hesitation.

Aces frowned, stretched out his hand to pull Draco up, put his arm around his shoulders, and led him towards his dormitory.

Goyle and Crabbe on the side wanted to follow, but were frozen in place by Asseth's cold eyes.

Draco lowered his head and allowed Artes to move, but when he stood up, his lowered hand raised and tightly grabbed Artes' robe.

He used so much force that the tips of his fingers began to turn slightly white.

Aces noticed his movements, but didn't say anything. He just brought him closer, and Xuhuan's arm actually fell down and rested on Draco's shoulders.

Aces' pace was not fast, matching Draco's speed, but his dormitory was not far away, so they arrived quickly.

After entering the dormitory, Aces did not let go immediately. He led Draco to the sofa and pushed him down.

The wand was pulled out by Asseth at some point, and he tapped it gently on the table, and a cup of warm and sweet pumpkin juice appeared.

Ace picked up the pumpkin juice and put it on Draco's hand. The warm feeling made him relax a little.

"Let's talk?"

Draco lowered his head, held the cup tightly, and let out a muffled hum.

"Xiaolong? Look up at me."

Draco didn't want Artes to see him in embarrassment, but he also didn't want to disobey Artes.

He slowly raised his head.

The red eyes made Ass's heart tighten.

"Can our little dragon tell me what we were thinking about just now?"

"Why are you holding yourself back like this? This is not the Draco I know."

Aces raised his hand to wipe away the tears from Draco's eyes and looked at him tenderly.

Under such a look, Draco's suppressed grievance couldn't help but burst out in an instant.

"I didn't ask Crabbe to speak ill of you."

"I know."

"I'm not jealous of you either."

"I know."

"Don't deny me, I will behave better."

"..."

"Draco, you don't need to be better."

Hearing what Artes said, Draco looked at Artes nervously, his lips slightly opened, as if he wanted to say something, but Artes was faster.

"The reason I force you to learn magic spells is to give you the power to protect yourself, not to make you wrong yourself."

"You don't need to change yourself for anyone, you're fine just the way you are, Draco."

"I'm proud of you in whatever form you are."

pride?

Draco was soothed by the word, and the warm feeling made him unable to help but ask the question he had been struggling with for a long time.

"Brother, am I useless?"

Draco looked at Aces in confusion, his hand unconsciously clenching the cup.

"Why do you say that?"

Aces cheered up, knowing that this should be Draco's heart knot.

"I always disappoint dad. Although dad didn't say it out loud, I know that dad appreciates you, brother."

"I'm not jealous of my brother, I just feel that I am useless and will never learn what my father taught me. Every time my father's disappointed eyes tell me that I am not a qualified heir.

"I've been studying really hard, but I don't know what to do to make my father happy. I can't do anything well."

"Dad said that the savior is valuable, so I went to get close to the savior, but he didn't want to be friends with me. He would even rather be friends with that Weasley than me. That Weasley even laughed at my name."

"Even I..."

At this point, Draco could no longer speak. He lowered his head, and his crystal tears fell into the cup of pumpkin juice, making ripples.

Aces sighed and looked distressedly at the little platinum peacock in front of him who lowered his head and cried.

He stood up, took the cup out of Draco's hand and put it away. He gently pressed his head into his arms with his left hand and patted his back with his right hand.

Draco tremblingly raised his hands and hugged Arthur's waist, crying uncontrollably.

The cry was muffled in the clothes, and it was hard to hear it clearly, but Asenance could feel the soaked shirt

Aces patted Draco's shoulder distressedly. He didn't expect that the usually arrogant little peacock had so many things on his mind.

Draco cried as if he wanted to cry out all the grievances he had suffered during this time. The shirt around Asseth's waist was almost soaked and clung to his skin.

After a while, the little peacock, who was tired from crying, finally stopped sobbing.

He let go of his hand, and the first thing he saw was Asseth's soaked shirt. He quickly lowered his head, too embarrassed to look at Ass's face.

Asseth took out his handkerchief, raised his head, and carefully wiped his crying face like a tabby cat.

"Calm down?"

Draco nodded slightly sheepishly.

"Then listen to me, you have done very well. These days, no matter how difficult the spells I taught you, you persevered and persisted, and you have mastered a lot. You are really smart."

"You can't learn what your father taught you because your father is not a good teacher. If you want to learn, I will teach you bit by bit."

"The savior doesn't want to be friends with you because he has no vision. Our little dragon is so great. It's his loss not to be friends with you."

"Weasley laughed at your name because he has no manners and you can't imitate him."

"You don't have to force yourself to do anything, you have your own way, and you don't have to force yourself to cooperate with anyone, except of course, magic spells. You have to learn magic spells."

Aces' gentle words calmed Draco's restless heart bit by bit.

He was even amused by the "bad words" Ass said about his father. This was the first time he heard someone say that his father was not a good teacher.

Aces lowered his eyes and looked at Draco who smiled again.

Draco, who was laughing through tears, looked much more pleasing to the eye.

Sure enough, the little peacock should still smile with bright eyes and raise his head proudly. It's okay to be arrogant, just be happy.

That little peacock crying uncontrollably was so heartbreaking.

Aces thought, and suddenly remembered where he had seen Draco's shining eyes before.

"Draco, go wash your face and change clothes. I will take you somewhere, a fun place."