HP pure blood glory

"I agree with the transfer." Unexpectedly, Louis agreed to Mr. Meyer's proposal.

At this moment, there was a clear sound on the stairs, Louis and the Meyers turned their heads almost at the same time - Draco was holding the handrail of the stairs with a pale face - in the eyes of everyone, he walked slowly When he got down, his body was still trembling slightly, and Louis subconsciously stretched out his hand to help him.

But Draco dodged it.

"It's all right," he said, and sat down at the dinner table.

"Son, are you feeling unwell?" Mrs. Frieda asked with concern.

"Thank you for your concern, I probably slept too much." Draco replied very politely.

"Yeah." Mrs. Frieda still looked worried, but she didn't say anything more, but pushed the buttoned dinner plate down in front of Draco, "You're hungry, often these——Louis specially asked Julius has prepared pudding for you."

Draco nodded lightly, without looking at Louis, he lowered his head, ate the dishes on the plate quietly and gracefully, after eating the dishes, he took another spoonful of pudding symbolically, and said ,"I'm stuffed."

His complexion was really bad, and Mrs. Frieda couldn't help but ordered, "Just tell me if you need anything or if you feel uncomfortable. If it's inconvenient for us, just tell little Louise."

"Yes." Draco agreed softly, "Thank you."

"Then let's go first, you two have fun, and then go to bed early at night-there will be a Christmas carnival tomorrow." After speaking, Mrs. Frieda pulled Mr. Meyer away.

Now only Louis and Draco were left in the dining room, and the air was eerily quiet, as if a slight sound would trigger an explosion.

Draco sat on the chair, looking down at the dinner plate in front of him - after Julius walked in and took it away, he began to study the pattern on the tablecloth carefully.

Louis still maintained his previous posture. He looked at the back of the boy's head and said nothing.

After a while, Draco moved a little uneasily, as if he had finally decided something, he turned his head to look at Louis suddenly, "Louis, I think we still—"

Louis raised his hand to cover the boy's mouth, and directly sealed the second half of his sentence in his mouth.

The boy's eyes widened, as if shocked by his actions.

Then Louis withdrew his hand and said, "Let's go upstairs."

Then he got up from his chair - the dining room was not for talking, although it looked as if there was no one there, and in fact there was more than one house-elf hidden in the corner curtain - he didn't want to let Boys get their stuff out so quickly.

Draco's courage just now seemed to have disappeared, he stood up lazily, and followed behind Louis - and Louis went straight to the boy's room.

When the two sat face to face on the sofa, Louis said, "Okay, say what you want."

Draco seemed hurt, his lips squirmed a few times without making any sound - his pale gray eyes were filled with endless sadness - and it hurt Louis to see.

"I...I..." Draco tried to say something, but he couldn't at all.

Louis sighed.

The sound of the sigh seemed to have finally flipped some switch, and Draco's eyes were slowly getting wet - this time, when Louis stood up and wiped his tears with a handkerchief, he didn't refuse.

"I know what you want to say." Louis sat next to the boy, then hugged the boy on his lap, clasping his waist with both hands.

The boy struggled a few times in his arms, but he couldn't match Louis' strength.

So he had to compromise - but he also cried harder.

"Why do boys cry?" Louis said, but wiped away the boy's tears.

The boy rubbed his red eyes—his hand was pulled down by Louis, "Okay, stop crying, I won't be able to sleep at night again."

"Since you don't want to be with me, why are you being so nice to me!" Draco said angrily, but his tone seemed so weak, his red eyes made him look like a furry rabbit , not a snake ready to go.

"I admit that I have no intention of being with you." Louis said (the boy's expression froze completely after hearing this), "but," Louis said, "just now—I decided .”

"What's decided?" Draco came back to his senses, almost moaning///groaning, his voice was soft, and there was a bit of crying.

"Hmm." Louis didn't answer directly, "Guess what I decided?"

"You have decided to transfer schools!" The boy glared at him, "Yes, I have made it clear, we are not suitable to be together - I can't do this to the Malfoy family, I am the only heir, I need to fulfill my responsibilities ——You told me about this too.” The boy said it in one breath, as if he would be unable to speak out if he slowed down a bit.

"Really?" Louis pressed the other person's back, forcing him to move a little away from him, "Look into my eyes and say it again."

"I—we—" Draco yelled, "You know I can't tell!" Then, he struggled so hard that Louis had to free a hand to run up and down the other's back, so that the other clam down.

"Since you can't say it, don't say it." He said, "It seems that you heard it, yes, I want to transfer."

The boy didn't have the strength to say anything anymore, his face flushed a little unnaturally - that's what he looked like after crying.

Louis patted the other person's back again, "But I'll be back, third year—I'll be back at Hogwarts."

The boy didn't speak, and Louis didn't mind, "Just now, I decided, yes, together, really together." He pushed the boy's hair away, and then leaned closer and kissed each other on the forehead, " I like you, give me some time, and I will solve the problem of the heir."

Draco's expression was a bit psychedelic, he probably didn't react, he didn't even believe what he heard, "What did you say?" He looked at Louis blankly, "How can the heir problem be solved?"

"So I need to go to Durmstrang," Louis said. "I need to do some experiments—I can't tell you now, it's too shocking."

Draco's body softened all of a sudden, and he seemed to have lost all his strength at once.

"Hey, I told you a long time ago, don't cry." Louis stretched out his hand and poked the soft face of the other party with great interest.

Draco rested his head on Louis' neck, and heard that he moved a bit, but the feeling of loss of strength all over his body made him unable to make any big movements——finally he asked, "Why."

"Because I like you." Louis replied.

Draco slapped Louis feebly, "I never knew you were so glib."

"Well, there's still a lot you don't know." Louis said, "I can tell you what you want to know—I don't know if you heard the prophecy my father said."

"What prophecy?" Draco looked up, but all he could see was the perfectly shaped jaw.

"It seems that you didn't hear." Louis said with some regret, "It seems that I have to repeat it again-"

"I only heard your last sentence, and then you found out." Draco said blankly, "You want to change schools!"

"Okay, didn't you explain it just now? I'll be back—let's talk about this prophecy: 'A peerless prophecy, two people who lead the pure-blood wizards to glory, and the dark spy and blood light .' What do you think this means?"

The boy thought about it seriously, then shook his head, "I don't know."

Louis smiled and poked the other person's face (the soft touch is really nice), "It seems that your third grade divination class is going to fail."

Unconvinced, the boy pushed his head against Louis' chin, "How is it possible, I will never hang up."

Louis breathed a sigh of relief, the boy finally pulled himself together, which was good—"Remember what happened when we were at Mr. Borgin's supply store?" He reminded the other party, "Mr. Borgin gave me a crystal ball, one from my Ancestral crystal ball."

"Well, I remember." The boy asked curiously, "Is that crystal ball related to this prophecy?"

"Yes." Louis praised, "It seems that you are still very smart-this prophecy is about me, so the 'a peerless prophecy' in the prophecy should be the prophecy made by that crystal ball."

"The prophecy made by the crystal ball?" The boy was a little puzzled. "Can't the crystal ball make a lot of prophecies? I mean, it's a magic prop, just like the broomstick we use."

"This crystal ball is very special," Louis explained. "Every time it appears, it represents a prophecy—this is what my ancestors told me. Recently, I seem to have guessed what he wanted to hint at me. "

"What?" the boy became interested.

Louis suddenly sold a lawsuit, "Oh, this can't be said."

"Why?" the boy asked reluctantly.

"Oh, maybe..." Louis draws out his tone, which he rarely does because it would be undignified, "You haven't given me a Christmas present yet."

"What?" the boy complained. "Tomorrow is Christmas."

"Oh, so what have you prepared?" Louis asked.

The boy froze for a moment, "Probably, maybe a pair of cuff buttons?"

"You gave me this last year," Louis said deadpan.

"But I can't think of anything new." The boy looked up at Louis, his light gray eyes were shining like stars in the dark night.

"How about this—you say what you want, and I'll borrow your snow sculpture—and then ask my dad to bring it to me."

"Anything?" Louis asked.

The boy glanced suspiciously at Louis, "The root of the Malfoy family must not be hurt."

"Oh, that's it." Louis looked thoughtful, "Then I'll try not to get hurt."

Before Draco could figure out what he meant, Louis lowered his head, and the distance between the two slowly closed... Draco seemed to want to back away, but he was sitting on Louis' lap now, Where can he push down?

In fact, though, Draco didn't move until Louis' lips were on his.

Unique to Louis, the scent could not stop drilling into Draco's mind. He felt himself floating, as if flying in the clouds, as if he had lost the ability to think.

Then Louis pried open his teeth.

Draco had no idea what he had done, probably just pandering to Louis all the time, like a drowning man, clinging to the only straw around him.

It was a long, long kiss—it wasn't until Draco felt he was out of breath that Louis looked up again—and then, as the air poured into his mouth, he felt as if he came alive up.

"I wish I had been gentle," Louis said. "Thanks for the Christmas present, I loved it."

The author has something to say:

Hey, I saw that Chapter 54 is being reviewed online (cute), but it’s really nothing, I’m sure I’ll pass it.

Because I didn’t agree on the third update today, I tried to write a few hundred words more (actually I couldn’t hold it anymore), I hope this candy can satisfy your long-standing wish——As for Louis’ mentality change, I want to say In fact, he really likes boys, but it's just a little bit that makes him not plan to be with him, and how does he make up for this little bit?Please wait for the next chapter to break it down~~~(Show cute)

Then there is today's preview: the next thing is the combination of sweetness and sourness~~ Some cuties probably don't want Louis to transfer to another school, but I think distance creates beauty. To deepen the relationship is to properly distance.And they're only separated by one semester, I promise you guys will get sugar (serious faces).

ps: (There are always a lot of words from stupid authors) Go to bed early, cuties~~~ The following is a super short theater, dedicated to those cuties who insist on watching me get here.

【small theater】

Draco (blushing): Louis, I always feel like someone is watching us.

Louis (turning to look at you on the spy screen): No one.

Draco: But it's weird. (wiggles) Let's turn off the lights, they won't be able to see.

Louis: Good.