HP pure blood glory

"So, are you going to complain about me all night in my bed tonight?" Louis closed the book, turning off the bedside lamp as well.

By the dim light, he said, "If you have nothing else to say, I'm going to sleep."

Then, slowly, he lay down - and Draco slid under the covers.

Now, the two lying side by side, Draco finally said, "You ask me why I hate Harry Potter."

"Ah."

"Actually, I don't really know why," he said. "In the beginning, I wanted to be friends with him, you know, he's famous, and I, I've heard stories about him since I was a child—but He turned me down. Oh, yes, the time on the school bus, I was going to go to him, but he laughed at me with that traitorous Weasley kid, even if they would rather be friends with a mudblood than You don't want to be friends with me."

Louis raised his hand and put down the bed curtain. The dark green curtain cut off the yellow light, and darkness enveloped the two of them at once.

"Did I treat him too badly? But every time I see him, I can't help it—why, what's wrong with me."

Draco waited for Louis's response after finishing speaking, but, to his disappointment, Louis didn't answer him anything.

"Louis? Are you asleep?" he asked quietly.

After waiting for a while, he felt something reaching out and rubbing his head—it was an ungloved hand, and the touch of the warm skin made his heart palpitate—then he heard the other person say, " Now, lonely boy, it's time for you to go to bed—don't forget you have a duel tonight."

Draco's eyes lit up, "I thought you wouldn't go."

This afternoon, when Draco passed the Gryffindor long table, he couldn't help but sarcastically said: ["Are you having your last meal, Potter? When are you going to take the train back to the Muggles?"

"Now you're back on the ground, and you're accompanied by your little friends. You're much more courageous." Potter replied coldly.

"I'm willing to fight you alone anytime," said Draco, "tonight if you're okay. A duel between wizards. Wands only - no contact. What's up? You haven't heard, I guess. Speaking of wizard duels?"

"Of course he's heard of it." The red-nosed Weasley said, turning around suddenly, "I'm his assistant, who is your assistant?"]

Draco looked back at Louis, and to his disappointment, Louis didn't say anything like "I can" or "I'll go with you", and he turned his eyes to Crabbe and Goyle—this The two were quite excited, and his eyes turned back and forth between the two, but he just couldn't tell who he wanted to be his assistant.

"You'll find out tonight," he said at last.

……

The pendulum clock rang again, and in the dark night, Louis suddenly opened his eyes.

He sleeps so little that he can even wake up every time the pendulum strikes if he wants to.

It was about half an hour before midnight, and he froze in bed for a moment, then turned to look at Draco.

Draco slept soundly, the yellow light in the dormitory had long been extinguished, and when he raised the bed curtain, the moonlight from outside the window shone in, as if it had coated the boy's hair, like quicksilver pretty.

He looked at it quietly for a while, then gently clasped Draco's nose with his hands maliciously.

Draco breathed lightly into the palm of his hand, itching.

After a while, the other party's brows frowned, and he raised his hand as if he wanted to wave something away - Louis withdrew his hand a second before he opened his eyes.

"Are you awake?" Draco looked very happy, but his expression quickly became weird, "I had a dream just now, and I dreamed that someone wanted to suffocate me."

"Hmm." Louis nodded, speculating solemnly, "Maybe this implies that you are afraid of a duel for a while."

Frowning, Draco retorted, "Am I afraid of him?"

Then he seemed to think of something, and looked at Louis eagerly, "Harry Potter can defeat the You-Know-Who, maybe he has some evil tricks—you can go with me."

Louis raised his eyebrows. He didn't see why Draco was worried that he wouldn't be able to beat Harry Potter. Please, who is the person who went to provoke him this afternoon?

"Where are Crabbe and Goyle?" Louis leaned against the bed, looking lazy and unwilling to move. At this time, Draco had already got out of bed and started changing clothes.

"I let them sleep well," Draco replied bluntly.

"So you're plotting against me?" Louis asked.

Draco leaned over, "Good buddy, you see Potter has assistants, you must not have the heart to let me go alone—"

"Be patient," Louis replied, "Tomorrow is Potions class again, and I need to sleep well."

Draco's eyes lit up, "Yes, how about it, you go with me, tomorrow you will be in my group - you will definitely learn, how about it?"

Draco's words are not exaggerated at all, he is definitely Snape's favorite, and he can fulfill all the requirements perfectly - Potions class is simply a place specially used to give Slytherin extra points.

"Not much." Louis didn't want to be with Draco - obviously, he didn't know how to say no to Pansy.

Draco was a little disappointed, but soon he cheered up, "Go, go, what's wrong with a group of three? Do you want to be alone with Pansy?"

"No." Louis pushed his head away, "Okay, I'll go with you."

The two walked down the narrow passage to the ground, and Louis waved his wand: "Luminescent flashes!"

A faint blue light rose from the tips of their wands, and then floated to their feet, illuminating a small patch of ground not far away.

Seeing Louis's movements, Draco couldn't help sighing, "It's really easy to take you with you."

No, it is a must-have at home!

"Where are you dating?"

"The prize room."

Immediately afterwards, Louis stopped, and Draco, who was walking behind him, had to stop too, and, unfortunately, because Louis stopped so suddenly, it directly caused him to hit the opponent's back.

In the dark corridor, a pair of cat's eyes was illuminated by a faint light—it was a skinny cat, but the eyes were very bright, and a pair of vertical pupils unique to cats made people very disturbed in the dark night.

"Ms. Norris." Louis explained back, and through the dim blue light, he saw the boy rubbing his forehead.

Then, there was the sound of people walking, so don’t think about it, it must be Filch——Louis clicked his wand, and the blue light disappeared under their feet. Immediately afterwards, Louis pulled Draco into hiding. a room next to it.

"He's late, maybe he's afraid to come." Weasley's voice came from another part of the room.

Before Louis and Draco could react, Filch's voice appeared very close to them, "Sniff around, my dear, where they might be hiding."

"Huh—" Draco wanted to fight back.

He is not a coward!

But Louis covered his mouth, and the dragon leather glove with tiny scales covered his mouth, making him silent for a while.

At this moment, Filch stopped by the door.

Louis pulled Draco in front of him, and pulled him back slowly. There was also the sound of some fabric rubbing from the other side of the room, very low, but Louis knew that it was Potter——

Louis retreated slowly behind a suit of armor—thanks to the pile of clutter in the trophy room, he could hide himself and Draco in a small, cramped, concealed space—Fee It would never have occurred to Erqi that they were hiding here.

And the rotten smell in the trophy room must be able to disturb Mrs. Norris' sense of smell.

decay?

He suddenly realized the problem, he had been in a state of tension before, he forgot that he was still in a place full of dust—these armors had not been wiped for many years, and he even began to feel that it was difficult for him to breathe.

His whole body was covered with dust for an unknown number of years—this knowledge made him wish he could rush back to the dormitory for a thorough cleaning.

But, he couldn't, he couldn't even use a small cleansing spell - if Filch found them, Snape's wrath would have consumed him.

At this time, Filch opened the door and walked into the prize showroom.He didn't even glance over at Louis.It is said that the most dangerous place is the safest place, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

Instead, Mrs. Norris stopped not far from them, and Louis felt that Draco in front of him even breathed lightly - at this time, Filch had already walked in front of another door.

He turned around, "Did you find anything?" As he spoke, he was about to come over.

Just when Louis was already thinking about what kind of spell could solve the current situation—thank God, those Gryffindors!

There was a terrible scream in the night, followed by heavy running, and then maybe they tripped over something, clatter, clatter, the loud noise was enough to wake the whole castle.

Filch didn't bother, he now had a new target - a target that couldn't be more definite, he hurried through the door, Mrs Norris followed him, one person and one cat walked out quickly Opened the prize reading room.

When the footsteps gradually faded away, Louis and Draco were finally able to come out.

Louis could easily see the anger on Draco's face in the moonlight streaming in through the window.

"How dare he—how dare—that was the sound of four footsteps, I never misheard—he wasn't two, he—"

Louis ignored Draco, his face was terribly cold now, and when he came out from behind that armor, the first thing he did was cast a dozen cleansing spells.

Faint white lights lit up all over him.

When Draco came back to his senses, Louis was already planning to leave this place where he didn't want to stay for a second longer.Did he get water in his head?Why did he agree to Draco to accompany him to this wizard duel?

It's never good to get mixed up with Gryffindor, he was deeply aware of this.

Draco also seems to realize that Louis is not in a good mood now - he knows why, but he can't explain what, and even he feels a little guilty, after coming out, all he thinks about is Harry Potter's betrayal , but did not think of Louis's obsession with cleanliness.

The author has something to say:

Hee hee hee... In fact, sometimes Louis is also very bad~ He is definitely not the kind of rigid kid who only knows about studying or something, he just doesn't know how to interact with others, and some habits he has developed for a long time also make him You can't make friends casually or anything, but he's just a kid after all.

ps: more more more more!Little cuties, let me see your love~~~~~