HP pure blood glory

Draco walked to the observatory used for their astronomy class. The last time he came to this place was Pansy who brought him here. That time Pansy asked him what his attitude towards Louis was... Now that I think about it, it seems like a century has passed. Long.

Although it is already spring, the unique maritime climate in the UK makes this night very cold, especially when there is still light rain outside - this observatory, which is surrounded by glass on all sides, is not warm at all.

Draco pulled his robes tighter, he felt a little cold.

But he didn't want to go back. Shocked by the cold, he felt much clearer.

He is alone here.

He sat down on the stool and looked at the night sky, probably because of the rain, there were many small drops of water on the glass, and it was hazy when he looked out.

He cast a "Waterproof and Moistureproof" against the glass, and the situation immediately improved a lot.

He thought of the Quidditch game, when Louis patiently cast a moisture-proof charm on all the clothes of the two of them—in fact, he always thought that Louis was a person who hated trouble, and he used magic spells to do almost everything—but it seemed He keeps getting him into trouble.

Sighing, he took the wand clip from his belt and played with it in his hands.

Oh, this is a gift from Louis in the first grade Christmas, and Louis didn't seem to give him anything last Christmas... Draco's face turned red all of a sudden, yes, it's all because of that kiss, He completely forgot about the gift.

Perhaps recalling that night, Draco felt that the fragrance of Louis's body seemed to be beside him... He might have hallucinated... But he didn't want to leave this hallucination.

Until he heard the sound of human breathing.

He stood up all of a sudden, but it was quiet on the observatory, and there was no one there.

He was sure that the voice was definitely not a hallucination, he raised his wand, and quickly went through all the spells he had learned in his mind. After months of hard practice, he still learned a lot of powerful offensive spells .

"Glad to see you so vigilant." A voice stopped him.

Delako felt like he was going crazy, he stood there dumbfounded, holding his wand ridiculously, but his eyes were already wet... He wanted to say something, but damn he couldn't make any sound.

"Uh..." The voice paused, "How are you recently?"

Draco seemed to have been touched by some switch, and he finally recovered from the state just now, "Yeah." He responded softly, "Are you okay?"

"Not good." The man sighed.

Draco's heart suddenly tugged, "What's the matter?" His voice seemed a little too loud because of his eagerness, and there was even an echo in this small observatory.

Then he heard the man laugh and say, "Why didn't you write me back?"

"Response?" Draco asked suspiciously.

"Well, last night."

Draco opened his mouth, but said nothing.

"Okay, take it easy, sit down for a while," the voice continued.

Draco sat down on the chair obediently, and then he felt something sit down next to him, because he could hear the faint sound of breathing and heartbeat.

"I want to see you." Draco tilted his head, he believed Louis was next to him, but he couldn't see anything.

"It's a bit difficult." Louis replied, he looked at the boy through the moonlight - in the past few months, the boy seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and his chin was pointed, which made people feel very distressed.

He had spent the afternoon rummaging through books in Durmstrang's great library, finding nothing - it was not an easy task to enter Hogwarts without alarming anyone.

But fortunately, there is no such thing as a path, and he remembered the knowledge about the soul... If he becomes a soul state, without entity, it will be much more convenient to enter Hogwarts.

Moreover, this kind of soul state is different from a ghost. No one knows how to become a ghost, but he believes that there are still records of how to keep himself in a soul state for a short time.

It's a pity that there is no way to meet Draco, in fact, he really wants to rub the other's little head.

"Are you cold?" he asked, the boy's lips turning pale.

"Not cold." The boy replied, but he tightened the outer magic robe.

"I can't cast spells now," Louis said, "but I'm sure you've learned the Warming Charm."

Draco nodded, then raised his wand.

The two sat quietly for a while, and it was still what Louis said first.

"I went to the dormitory, but I didn't find you."

"Yeah." The boy responded lightly.

"Are you in a bad mood?" Louis asked.

"Yeah." The boy nodded, and then turned his head. His eyes were completely moist, reflecting the moonlight, as if there were countless stars twinkling inside.

Louis raised his hand to the corner of the boy's eye for a moment, and then he ran his fingers across the boy's face, which made him sigh.

"Stop crying," Louis said, "I can't wipe your tears."

Draco raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and asked, "When are you coming back?"

Although out of reach, Louis put his hands on the boy's hair, even though he knew he couldn't see him. "Come on," he said.

"I miss you," said the boy.

"Me too." Louis sighed again, "Trust me, it's coming soon."

"Yeah." Draco replied.

"When are you going back?" he asked.

"For a while," Louis said, "I can't stay in this state for long."

"Ah."

"Come on, go back to the dormitory - the night is getting colder, I don't want you to catch a cold." Louis said, and the boy stood up, and the two of them walked down the long spiral staircase, towards the Slytherin cellar go.

"Many people have written you love letters." Draco thought of the stack of love letters he had brought from the little dwarf during the day.

"Oh." Louis said lightly, "You can dispose of it as you like."

Draco would never admit that he was in a better mood because of that statement.

When the two of them reached the door of the Slytherin common room, the statue was completely asleep, and there were "whoosh" sounds coming from his copper body.

Louis accompanied the boy to the bed and sat down on the small sofa beside the bed.

"When are you leaving?" He asked again when the boy lay down in bed.

"Well, let's go later."

Then the dorm fell into silence, and Draco closed his eyes—after a while, he asked, "Are you leaving?"

There was no answer from the house.

"I really want to see you." He said softly.

Draco buried his face in the covers, tears welling from his eyes - he felt like he was going to shed tears for the rest of his life - he never thought he would be so miserable - Louis told him it would be very painful Be back soon.

Then he felt a pair of hands wipe away his tears, then pinch his chin.

He watched with teary eyes, and a magnified, blurred, face of Louis appeared in front of him.

He lost his breath for a moment.

Louis quickly lowered his head and kissed him lightly on the lips, and then his whole body disappeared completely like a bubble.

……

Draco knew that Louis was really gone.

Because I wanted to see him, I didn't know what method Louis used to show his figure-but obviously, when he lost that invisible state, he had to go.

Draco lay quietly under the quilt for a while, with wet tears still on his face, his heart beating fast - for a while, his mind was blank, and he didn't know where he was at all ,doing what.

Finally a knock on the door woke him up.

Marcus' voice sounded outside the door, "Draco?"

He wiped his eyes hastily, then sat up and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Unidentified people have sneaked into Hogwarts, the professor asked me to confirm everyone's safety - and it's best if you can pack yourself within 5 minutes, I'm afraid we will spend the second half of the night in the auditorium. "

Draco thought of Louis for a moment.

Oh, yes, it must be him.

But it seems that no one found his trace, because when he hurriedly changed his clothes and rushed to the auditorium with the second-year little snakes, he saw that Dumbledore's color was very ugly, and Professor McGonagall was also froze. A face—he even heard Professor Flitwick say to Professor McGonagall, "No one was caught."

He relieved himself, and walked towards the area that belonged to Slytherin.

"Oh, what a mess," Blaise grumbled as he lay down in the sleeping bag next to him.It could be seen that he was very dissatisfied with being called out of bed in the middle of the night, and then went to the auditorium to sleep.Because he even turned to look at Draco, "I would say that if Hogwarts was really that easy to advance, it would have died a long time ago..." He lowered his voice, "They all say that the mysterious man is back ...Because only mysterious people have the ability to come in and leave without disturbing the professors at all."

"Has that person left yet?" Draco's focus was on this.

Blaise is indeed the most well-informed person in Slytherin. I really don't know where he got the information from—anyway, he said it was a secret and he didn't tell anyone.

"Yes, reliable news, that person has already left, and the professors found him only at the moment he left...Because we don't know if that person will come back, so we are called here .”

Sure enough, after a while, Dumbledore's voice rang out - there were quite a few people whispering like Draco and Blaise, but when the headmaster spoke, these voices slowly fell down .

"First of all, I have to admit that someone has entered the school." Dumbledore's voice was steady, giving off a very reliable feeling, "But you are safe here, and now the professors and I are going to the school every day. Check a corner... Your prefect will lead you to rest here. Also, I wish you a sweet dream."

Then, with a wave of his hand, the entire ceiling turned into a starry sky. You can lie in your sleeping bag and see the stars in the sky—and when you look carefully, you can even recognize quite a few constellations.

"Sleep, children."

Dumbledore's voice seemed magical, and after a while Draco felt his eyelids begin to get heavy, and then he closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.

……

"Is that the man?" Professor McGonagall asked softly.

"No." Dumbledore said affirmatively, "If he comes back, he won't just leave without doing anything, it shouldn't be him."

"Then this is a bit serious." Professor McGonagall said, "I don't think the defensive circle at Hogwarts is just a decoration."

Dumbledore pondered for a while, and then walked out of the auditorium with Professor McGonagall. They were standing at the door talking, and they were not ready to leave until most of the little wizards were asleep.

"The magic circle hundreds of years ago." Dumbledore said, "It's time to strengthen it."

The heavy door of the auditorium was closed, as if a world was cut off, and the place was finally completely quiet.

The author has something to say:

This chapter was originally coded on the computer, and then the computer ran out of battery, so it was uploaded to the mobile phone, and then I didn’t pay attention to the number of words~ so it was a little bit too much~ because the plot needs to be complete~ I didn’t deliberately leave any suspense. You are looking forward to the next chapter~ but I believe you will like this chapter~ I felt a little sad when I was coding~ Actually, I really hope they meet~ Finally, I will answer your questions with Louis’s words, "Soon. "

Finally, a small benefit for those cuties who insist on watching my long-winded talk, let’s come to a small theater~

Draco (with no expression): I don't like to cry.

Louis raised his eyebrows and glanced at the boy, then continued to look down at the book in his hand.

Draco (coming closer): I don't like to cry.

Louis: Oh.

Draco: You're messing with me.

Louis (putting down the book resignedly and hugging the boy into his lap): Well, you don't cry at all.

Draco (moving uneasily): Let me down.

Louis: Hmm.OK

Draco:? ? ?

Louis: This time I'm playing tricks on you.