[HP] Walk in Thorns and Flowers

Malfoy Manor was covered in plain silver by winter snow.When the wind blows, the snow falls from the yew trees, and the white peacocks that usually stroll in the garden have entered the artificial nests at this time. Naturally, all kinds of scenery in the garden are also hidden, and only the buildings of the manor stand standing here. On this piece of land, it shows its dignified and heavy.

The Malfoys were waiting for their guests in the flower hall.In this freezing weather, although the room is not cold with a fireplace, but Lucius is so angry at the moment, he only sent a letter one day in advance to pay a visit. They thought Malfoy Manor was what they thought Is there a place where you can come when you come?More importantly, Marquis White, who is a vampire, seems to have forgotten that today is still Christmas.

But dissatisfaction is all dissatisfaction, thinking of everything that is about to be harvested, Lucius still maintains his usual demeanor.

The ancient clock strikes, and three wizards appear on time.

"Lucius, have a nice morning and Merry Christmas." Tracy took off her scarlet cloak and handed it to the house elf together with the black umbrella in her hand.She shook hands with him, took another step, and hugged Narcissa, "Sissy, long time no see, I wanted to visit you in September, I don't know if Lucius told you."

Christo quickly caught the look between the Malfoys.It seems that there is no more.She lowered her eyes, greeted them, and stood quietly beside Lockhart without speaking.She could feel the eyes from Draco sweeping from beginning to end.She didn't intend to pay him any attention, and only hoped that the hostess would give her a cup of hot tea later and leave her alone for a while.

However, Narcissa did not intend to do so, her voice was flat, "Miss McMillan is here for the first time, let Draco show you around."

Christo raised her head in surprise. In her impression, Narcissa didn't seem to have much affection for her, but she seemed to detect a trace of kindness on Narcissa's face, "No, ma'am." In such a situation, I had no choice but to show a sweet smile, "It's too cold outside, you can just sit me wherever you like."

"Malfoy Manor is more than gardens, Miss MacMillan."

Christo's face flushed slightly, she never expected that the meaning of walking around represented the whole manor.Otherwise, she wouldn't use the excuse of being afraid of the cold to decline.Mrs. Malfoy's words made her feel a little rebuked.She was thinking of words quickly in her mind, but she hadn't had time to respond...

"Mom, you don't need to say any more. Since I was in the third grade, I wanted to invite Keli to Christmas." Draco showed a subtle smile, "I'd love to." He held out to Keli "Please."

Keri looked into his gray-blue eyes, and felt an indescribable feeling in her heart, only thinking that his smile was more fake than his father's.

"Thank you then." She returned a polite smile, intending to let Dobby take her to the living room to rest when the adults were busy with their business.But when they walked out of the flower hall, Draco grabbed her hand. "Cold?" He pursed his lips, and his voice was a little angry.

The winding corridors made Keli dizzy, until the white sky swept her vision, she stood on the steps, shivering uncontrollably.

Draco took a look at her, untied her scarf and tied it into a warmer knot, and did not allow her to refuse, and cast a warming spell on her, Krystal instantly felt as if she had been thrown into warm water It reminded her of some kind of green-skinned animal that snakes love.

"You can walk with me now, Miss McMillan." He raised his eyebrows, then even looked back at her, and dragged her to step on the soft snow.

Christo was stimulated by his address, "Mr. Malfoy, it's been 15 years, and you haven't even transferred your own manor?" She shook off his hand, her eyes widened, and she looked quite imposing. But there was a blur in front of her eyes, and a large snowflake fell on the tip of her nose unexpectedly.

Draco laughed.

Christo felt that she was bewildered, so she felt that there was a hint of doting in that smile, as if saying that I forgive you for being so stupid.

"It's not enough, Keli, it's far from enough compared to my whole life, let alone I was alone before." His index finger brushed across the tip of her nose, and the shiny snowflakes melted under his warm fingertips. Slowly opened the umbrella, just enough to cover the two of them, "Come here."

Christo was still staring at him, wasn't it just a silent flying curse?She will too.But when her wand flicked the correct arc, the spell failed.

Draco's smile became even more obtrusive, "Kerry, this is Malfoy Manor, and only the master can control his things. As for the umbrellas you brought, I think Dobby will put them away safely in the cloakroom." Stretching out his hand, he pulled her under the umbrella. Christo didn't like this distance, it was too close, and she couldn't breathe.

"I think they will talk for a long time, why don't you listen to me first?"

"I might as well go to see the prophet..." Kelly choked on the second half of the sentence.It must have been her dazzle, for Draco's usually haughty face showed a hint of pleading.She lowered her head and looked at the trail under her feet. The fluffy snowflakes paved it to the ground. If Draco hadn't led her, she probably wouldn't even know where the road was.

"Actually, we can sit in the room and talk." It was warm and comfortable, with hot pumpkin juice and delicious biscuits.She immediately felt Draco pulling her tighter, the heat flowing from his palm.

"I think we need to be a little more serious, a little calmer, a little more sensible."

Kelly thought about the library and kept silent.

Draco was silent for a while, "I'm sorry about June, I really didn't expect that to happen."

As soon as the conversation started, Kelly began to regret that she had softened her heart for a while.She withdrew her hand forcefully, put it in her pocket, and walked intently.

"It was a misunderstanding. Zabini mixed the love potion with my dinner and I didn't even realize it. I guess you must be laughing at me in your heart now, laugh, the fact is that I was so stupid then..."

"That's it, I see." Christo interrupted.She didn't smile, the wind seemed to blow away her fluttering voice.

Draco frowned. From his perspective, there was no expression on Claire's face.how so?He could feel that Kerry liked him, that's why he was willing to beg her, and told her such a shameful thing... He stopped, turned sideways, and turned Krystal, who was still walking, back to face He looked at her carefully, found himself in her clear pupils, looked at her tight lips and stretched his eyebrows, "You know?"

He knew Keli too well, pursing his lips was often due to dissatisfaction and restraint, what restraint did she need?

"Yeah, I got it." Christo looked at him, and suddenly found that the boy laughed. The clothes on his body had the deepest color, but he was the brightest existence in this white world.She remembered that during the Quidditch match, he caught the Golden Snitch, and he looked so high-spirited.

"What about your reply?" Draco moved closer again.

Christo took a step back in shock, "What reply?"

"You don't think that the confession at that time was that I misused the love potion?" Draco teased, "Even if I did drink something by mistake, it can only be Veritaserum." He was never in the mood As happy as this moment, she really thought wrong.

Chris was stunned, what confession and veritaserum?

"I don't like Daphne's little sister, you know that?"

Christo felt her face burn, and she was so glad they were hanging out in the garden at the moment, presumably the cold north wind wouldn't make her skin flush.Her mood returned to the time when she first returned to Gildero's house, sweet and sour, and she was eager to get out of the mess. At this time, she thought of that night.She took a deep breath, "Shut up, Draco. It's too cold, go back, I want some hot tea."

Draco's face changed slightly, and he squeezed her hand tightly.Merlin please tell him, what's wrong?Obviously it was fine just now. "I think I have a right to know the reason for the refusal."

Kristo puffed up her cheeks and said with difficulty, "I thought you were very clear."

Draco felt as if a fire had been lit in his heart, he kept telling himself not to rush, he had explained everything about Daphne's sister, and what else would embarrass him more.He looked innocent, "Actually, I don't know anything about it."

Kelly wanted to give him a sneer, but the circles of her eyes turned red first.Well, since he wants to know, there's no harm in showing him.She wouldn't be afraid if he got pissed off at being discovered for what he really was, at worst, being a normal Gryffindor and Slytherin pair.

Draco looked at half a piece of burnt parchment in his hand, carefully pondering the words on it.After a while, he still didn't understand what was wrong.Isn't this the one Keri walked by in the library?

"From June to now, it's been six months, but you never wrote to me and explained to me," Christo paused to restrain her emotions that were about to rush, "but the other day I went to the library Museum, and found this. To you, Astoria is really just..."

Draco looked up at her, a sly gleam in his eyes.Christo's eyelids twitched, and the parchment was stuffed back into her hand.

"Don't be jealous, Keli. This is a letter from me." He looked smug, and saw that Keli was distracted.She bit her lip, with a bit of grievance in her tone, "Draco, you deliberately tricked me!"

"How is it possible, I didn't know that you would go to the library that day, and you deliberately ran to my place and stole it." Draco was in a good mood, biting the two words deliberately and stealing very hard.

Christo found that she had no way to argue, "I..." She covered her face and muttered angrily, "Don't look at me, don't look at me anymore!"

Draco refused to give up and broke her hand. He liked the way Christo looked now, "I haven't accused you of never replying."

"Nonsense, I really haven't received any of them." Christo stared at him in shame.

Everything was silent, a squirrel leaped over a branch, and a cloud of snow fell on the umbrella with a muffled sound.