HP pure blood glory

He thought of the night of the midnight duel. Although Louis didn't want to go, but when he heard that he didn't look for Crabbe and Goyle, he went even reluctantly-that time, the two of them hid Behind the dusty armor, he knew how serious Louis's cleanliness was, but he didn't say anything, he didn't complain, he didn't get angry.

He just silently cast a cleansing spell on himself when he came out-it was such a simple action that made him feel very ashamed.

He always seems to bring the other party into a very bad situation.

The Australian protein dragon was also that time, if he hadn't insisted on pulling the other party to see the dragon egg, maybe they wouldn't have met the angry female dragon.

But maybe it was that time that he fell in love with Louis.

It seemed that as long as he had Louis, his safety could be guaranteed; listening to Louis' strong heartbeat, he seemed to be able to calm down.

Returning from the Atlantic Ocean to Europe—what a distance, and taking him with him, Louis was able to perfectly complete a "apparition"—now thinking about it, he is very shocked.

Draco lay down and looked sideways at Louis' profile.

Louis always lingered with a faint smell of cleansing spells, and later he also fell in love with this smell, as if it could hint at their relationship-this was some secret thought in his heart, no one said it.

But on the night of Halloween, it was like a dream. He still couldn't believe it. It turned out that Louis also liked him-it turned out that he was really not alone in his unrequited love.

He raised his hand to trace the outline of Louis. Gently, he didn't want to disturb Louis. On this night, he wanted to look at each other quietly and think about something.

His fingers stayed on Louis's eyelashes for a while, then across the straight bridge of the other's nose, and finally settled on the two thin lips of the other party.

He felt that he was really bewitched by the other party.

The heir—how could he not know?

In fact, he has always guessed that Louis thought he was just playing for fun. If he stood in Louis's perspective, he would probably think so, because even he himself was a little unbelievable about his decision.

He didn't know what to do, but he didn't want to give up on the other party, he was serious.

Loving someone is not just a heartbeat, he longs for the other person's eyes to stay on his body, he likes the other person's mouth to spit out his name, he wants to hear the two people's heartbeats are the same frequency - he thinks he is crazy .

Sometimes he couldn't help thinking, what would his family do if his mother gave birth to a girl?

But he will refute himself again, he can adopt one.

But what if there is only one child?

He always asks and answers himself like this in his heart, but every time he asks and answers, he will realize that, in fact, if he were a girl, things would probably be much better than now.

But does he regret it?

No regrets.

If he was a girl, Louis probably wouldn't talk to him much; Louis wouldn't look at him intently and pamper his head pamperingly, and he couldn't be this close to Louis every day—close enough to sleep on a bed bed...

Sometimes, he secretly rejoices that he is a boy, that he can be so close to Louis, and never let others take advantage of him.

He guessed that Louis, like himself, had a marriage partner—so how did Louis see him?

Whenever he thinks of this, he feels very depressed, because according to Louis's rationality, it is absolutely impossible for him to give up the other party and be with him-maybe the best result is that they get married and then divorce-in fact, it is also his last choice. good result.

But he didn't want to, he really hated his waywardness - but he just didn't want to.

He couldn't imagine that Louis would hug another petite and cute girl in the future, and then those green eyes would only stay on her body.

He knew it was wrong for him to do this, but he just didn't want to be cruel to himself.

Maybe I was really spoiled.

……

"You're really crazy." The next day, when he found Pansy, Pansy gave a fairly objective evaluation, "You will be an adult soon, I really didn't expect that after a night You will still have this attitude after thinking about it."

"Hmm." Draco responded softly, "I'm not being selfish?"

"Yes." Pansy said sternly.

But seeing Draco's guilty expression, the girl couldn't bear to comfort her, "Actually, I don't think it's that bad—I suggest you write to Aunt Narcissa for advice, really, It’s best to tell the family about such a big matter.”

"I will," Draco promised, "but I'm not ready for a showdown just yet."

The girl seemed a little helpless, she shook her head, "It's up to you."

"Well, I think it's better to take it day by day," Draco said hesitantly, "I think Louis will probably reject me rationally in the future."

"Did you talk to him?" Pansy asked.

This time, Draco didn't hesitate too much. In fact, it feels really good to have someone to confide in. Anyway, Pansy has already seen it (he thought desperately), "Say it."

"What's his reaction?" The girl gossiped, as if she wasn't the one who made the atmosphere so serious before.

"He... he agreed."

"He agreed?" Pansy pondered for a while, "Actually, maybe things are not as bad as we thought... I don't think Louis is a person who will agree easily, maybe he has some way to say."

Draco felt that the girl had misunderstood something, but he didn't correct it. In fact, he was also thinking, maybe there is really something Louis can do?

At the same time, Louis, who was writing his Potions paper in the library with no expression on his face, rubbed his nose, then lowered his head and continued to write seriously - well, this paper was completely added to him by Snape of.

He went to find the other party at noon today to open a book about black magic, and then the professor asked him a question.

"Are you good at black magic?"

How does this make him answer?Louis thought for a while, then said carefully, "I'm more interested in black magic."

Professor Snape studied Louis for a moment with his dark eyes, his brow furrowed with a deep line between his brows - it made him look very menacing.

Then, he took out a piece of paper from the drawer, picked up a pen and dipped it in the ink bottle next to him, and wrote the note of teacher authority to Louis-"I agree, but you have to let me know My note does something—" He paused for a moment, as if thinking of something, and then he said: "Two feet of treatises on the use of potions in the dark arts."

After saying this, he lowered his head, as if he didn't want to be disturbed anymore.

Louis could only salute him, then silently walked to the door and left.

Professor Snape said this when he gave them their first Potions class: "Since there's no silly wand waving here, many of you won't believe it's magic..."

Well, Louis felt that the professor must be obsessed with this matter to leave him such a long paper.

If the thesis was purely about black magic, it would be fine, and two feet later, Louis believed that he could finish it quickly—but once potions were mentioned, Louis began to feel a headache.

Regarding the theoretical knowledge of potions, Louis feels that he is not bad, but when it comes to the application, he is more than one or two points behind—he made up his knowledge of potions at the beginning of the semester—this is why he now About a foot has been done - there's nothing wrong with reading more.

……

"Do you think Louis is not special enough for me?"

It was another Saturday night, everyone was sitting in the common room reading or talking, and Draco moved away from Louis who was reading and sat next to Pansy.

"Is it special enough?" Pansy rolled his eyes at him, "You also know about Louis's cleanliness problem, we dare not touch his things casually, and only you can sit on the same sofa with him."

"Yeah." Draco thought, I still share the bed with him.

Louis looked up at the two people who were whispering on the opposite sofa - look, here it is again, completely unaware of what Draco was talking to Pansy about.

What can they talk about all the time?Louis said he didn't understand.

"Hey, did you see that? Louis just glanced at us." Pansy turned her head and whispered, "I think he's jealous."

"Jealous?" Draco spoke fast, and his heart beat fast - just one word can make him have such a big reaction - "I don't think so." He quickly denied.

"You know, girls have more say in this aspect." Pansy winked at Draco, "You just go and have fun."

So, yes, that's why Draco has been in such a good mood lately.

One thing that also made Draco feel good was that the first Quidditch game between the Slytherin team and the Gryffindor team had finally begun-since that "vicious incident", Gryffindor had been I chose to train in the evening, so the two teams never met again.

This is a perfect opportunity to prove whether he is better or the savior Potter is better, Draco thought, an aboveboard occasion - if he beat Potter, no one can say anything.

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Very good, it seems that I finished writing the second update... I feel like I'm about to vomit blood and die... Thinking about tomorrow's [-] words... Wow, this is so sour.

Then there is still the same sentence, little cuties go to bed early~~~ I wish you all a sweet dream~~~