[Comprehensive] The correct posture of fooling the savior

Looking back proudly, and looking forward even more proudly, are hidden in this exciting opening speech.The smile on the corner of the Dark Lord's mouth has never stopped. What he wants to declare today is not only his career, but also his first experience of love that symbolizes eternal life.He raised the magic wand of yew wood and phoenix feathers, and waved it lightly, and the romantic and moving music, which has been played countless times in the recent period, slowly flowed in response to his waving of the wand , covering the entire banquet hall.

Facing the gentlemen and ladies in formal attire, the Dark Lord waved his hand chicly and announced, "Then, the ball begins."

The sound of music is melodious as the background, the aftertaste of the inspiring speech has not dissipated, and the air is still full of excitement.Harry could almost hear people gasping slightly.Under the gaze of countless gazes, the Dark Lord stood up leisurely, took a step back slightly, and separated slightly from his original extremely close state with Harry, leaving a little space.

Harry sat on the throne and looked at him, a smile emerged from his eyes, he seemed to already know what the king was going to do, and he was also happy to see this happen, in the public without making a sound but being aboveboard declaring their affection boldly—

The Dark Lord leaned down and made an elegant invitation to his boy. The black sleeves hung naturally from his arms, and the delicate dark patterns painted slightly rippling. In front of Harry: "Excuse me, this handsome man, would you like to dance the first dance at this Christmas banquet with me?"

Harry raised his head slightly, his emerald eyes reflected the shadow of the Dark Lord.This man is so charismatic, in his speech just now, he drew everyone's attention away from the great situation in England's wizarding world in front of him, and warned the complacency that has been breeding and spreading among the ranks of Death Eaters, which will lead to Let everyone open their eyes and look at the wider and more majestic world, leading them to climb another peak and conquer more distant worlds.

Harry couldn't say that he wasn't moved by the words of those speeches, the Dark Lord was a charismatic and powerful endorsement, attracting everyone's longing eyes, and he was so close, and they had so many connotations in the process. Looking at each other with a smile, he kept his eyes on himself time and time again while firmly controlling the attention of the audience.His gaze is so far away, he attracts so many admirers, he is so charming that people cannot extricate themselves, he is so powerful that he overwhelms the magic world...

And this person is his lover.

Harry smiled sweetly.He nodded slightly reservedly, put his hand lightly on the Dark Lord's, and stood up from the throne in this posture. The patterns collided with the swing of the robe.

After taking the aging potion, Harry was slightly shorter than the Dark Lord, but the heights of the two were really suitable, and he could imprint his lips on the other's without raising his head.But now, now that Harry had stood up, Harry realized that the distance the Dark Lord retreated just now was nothing at all. As long as you lean forward slightly, you can kiss each other...

The crimson eyes reflected the blue ones.

The sound of music is spinning melodiously.

The flickering light made my brain a little dizzy.

The Dark Lord leaned forward slightly and planted a kiss on Harry's lips.

Being so aboveboard and so natural, Harry felt his gaze burnt a lot in an instant, and there was a gasp from the whole audience.The sound was so uniform that it sounded like a drummer had hit the drum heavily.

The fake drum sound seemed to wake up something. Harry raised his eyebrows, glanced sideways at the audience, and with a slightly demonstrative smile, he put his hand on the waist of the Dark Lord, and the Dark Lord doted on him. Looking at him, she also put her hands on his waist and arms naturally.

Stepping obliquely and striding across, they began to dance slowly to the sound of romantic music, looking at each other, their eyes reflecting each other's figures, ignoring the unstoppable whispering and drinking air-conditioning next to them.

The smile on the corner of Harry's mouth was slightly smug, and there was a kind of mischievous mischief. Compared with the more attentive Dark Lord, the corner of his eyes kept scanning those familiar faces, with a childlike innocence Show off, provocative with juvenile pride.

On one side, Snape's eyes were full of disbelief, as if something was completely inconsistent with his perception of reality, so that he was a little confused-this was a great surprise to this former double agent who had always been very calm. Not unusual.Thinking of the weird and allusive things Snape said in front of him (that day at Spider's End, he almost shouted "You don't understand, there are things he's hiding from you, he's going to deal with you sooner or later !", but did not give any explanation to this sentence), Harry secretly made a note in his heart, maybe there is something worth exploring.

On the other side, Bellatrix's eyes were fixed on the background of their dance, and the flames of jealousy in her eyes seemed to have heated up to a very high temperature, almost igniting everything - while the Dark Lord's eyes ignored and Harry's eyes passed her.At that moment, the smile on the corner of Harry's mouth seemed to have become very contemptuous, but when he looked at it again, it was normal and sweet again.

He's protesting against me.

The female sixth sense angrily reminded Bella that when Harry Potter glanced at him at that moment, he did show a trace of contempt and a trace of provocation.Anger soared into the sky, how dare he, how dare he——

Of course he dared.

Frustration suddenly floated in Bella's heart. The Dark Lord had never had such feelings for anyone. He regarded him as a treasure and was concerned about gains and losses. Until Harry Potter appeared; if he treated everyone like this, he could still convince himself With a glimmer of hope, maybe he just isn't good at performance, maybe he just hasn't been moved by himself, but in front of the real comparison...

Ignoring Bellatrix, who was jealous on the sidelines—she was never a thorn in her side, she had chased the Dark Lord for so long, from the green onion at graduation to the loyalty of Azkaban, but the Dark Lord has always been They only regard her as the most loyal servant, nothing more.Harry was just slightly unhappy with the way she stared at him all the time, and made a special protest.

There is someone more important than Bella, countless times more important——Harry's eyes flicked past Sirius, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets, his handsome face was completely distorted by the shocked expression, Narcissa stood beside him tightly Holding his sleeve, she looked at him half-worriedly.

He hasn't confessed to Sirius yet, he is a little afraid, he is worried that his feelings will be reprimanded by Sirius.His godfather has always regarded him as a child who needs protection, especially those separated days when Harry was trapped in the Death Eater Manor, which made Sirius suffer from pain and guilt, so he was almost overprotective when they reunited; But, to be honest, Harry has been through so much, both in reality and in dreams...

But Harry really wanted the blessing of his family and friends.

The shadow of not receiving Christmas gifts from friends and elders flitted across my heart, bringing me a little melancholy.Unauthorized owls can't find it here, he's never had a letter from anyone—not even Howlers, and he thinks he's bound to get a bunch of Howlers if he ever gets one— And never received a gift from anyone.Reason says so, but emotionally there are always inconsistent expectations.

He made a point of not telling the godfather beforehand, instead choosing to invite the Dark Lord to his first dance at the Yule Ball.On such an aboveboard occasion, at the Christmas banquet where the Death Eaters were the focus, the godfather would not rush to stop him in person. After all, the Death Eaters were not a more tender place like the Order of the Phoenix.In this way, maybe the godfather can be left with some time to think, and Sirius's questioning—almost inevitable questioning—will become more rational...

The Dark Lord noticed Harry's distraction, and he exerted a little force with his left hand, reminding his boy: "My dear Harry, do you like this kind of dance?"

Harry's thoughts suddenly came back, and he focused on the person in front of him. The Dark Lord's groomed eyebrows were slightly raised, bent at an extreme angle, and his crimson pupils were sparkling, which was almost eye-catching. Drowning in this intoxicating pampering.

In an instant, those anxieties were gone, and he no longer cared about Sirius' anger (he would always have a way to deal with it), nor did he pay attention to Lucius' gossiping eyes (Lucius was always so gossip anyway), and he ignored Bella. jealousy (never saw her as a rival), and Snape's gaffes (exploring the reasons behind this are a matter for later).His thoughts only briefly wandered over all the chores that had been bothering him just now, before returning to the person in front of him.

They danced in public.

They are declaring their love.

A slight flush appeared on Harry's face, and he felt the excitement of dancing on the tip of the knife. He actually conquered the king in front of him, and was conquered by this king.When he made up his mind to leave Hogwarts, he thought he would encounter a more bumpy and complicated journey, but everything seemed so smooth and so natural.

The corsage he had given as a Christmas present this morning was pinned to the Dark Lord's chest, and when he received his gift, he hadn't hesitated to replace the original ornament with his present.But now, this corsage is shining under the light, reflecting different arcs with the switching of dance steps, it is fair and aboveboard, of course, just like his mood.

"I like it." He finally just replied like this, with a brighter and sweeter smile on the corner of his mouth, he leaned forward actively, and pressed a kiss on the Dark Lord's lips.

Probably because the kiss was too shallow, when Harry showed signs of wanting to separate, the Dark Lord bit his lower lip lightly, sucking his breath, his lips and teeth intertwined, dyeing the air hot the taste of.

Sirius on the side couldn't believe his eyes, kissed, and again!He stared at the two people in the field, staring until his eyes almost fell out, all the past scenes and imaginative thoughts were entangled in his heart, which could be called a mess.Narcissa next to him grabbed his sleeve tightly, lest Sirius really go up on impulse and give the Dark Lord an uppercut—according to Sirius' personality, this is really not impossible...

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