HP-Turn out right

Harry spent the night in Draco's room.

As soon as he entered the door, he admired the endless bookshelves, and even Dejaco's threats and lures could not make Harry leave half a step, "How long has it been since I sat down to read a damn novel, you know!" 』Harry got angry lines on his nose, and St. Mungo only granted him one and a half months of parental leave, with only one week left to end.

Draco backed down, and before Harry noticed, he busily put away the few dark magic items on the shelf in enchanted glass covers, as well as the alchemy sketches of his personal interest, mainly His daughter's safety was secondary to preventing Harry's over-exuberant curiosity.

Olvera was lying in his childhood cradle, with silver dragons and little stars hanging from the top, and the little baby couldn't take his eyes off it.

"Vera must be the cutest child in the world, she is soft and cute, and will be with us all her life." Draco's eyes were fascinated, and Harry was so disgusted by his silly appearance that he rolled over Roll eyes.

"Impossible, she will have a boyfriend when she grows up, and she will dislike you with the smell of an old man with dried flat grapes."

"Vera no boyfriends!" Draco yelled angrily.

"Vera's boyfriend is super handsome and fierce, maybe he's Wesley." Harry said coolly, with the tip of his nose buried in the pages of the book, he picked out thousands of options, found the thinnest one, and could read it within 2 days It's over, not to mention there is a fool to share the care of the children.

"No such thing! Whoever touches my daughter will kill him."*

Fast forward to 4 o'clock in the morning 5 days later, Ovira, who was on time, cried loudly, and Draco cocked, and he pushed the person beside him with his elbow.

"Your daughter is awake."

"Well... she's your responsibility until the sun comes up," Harry muttered, turning around, hiding his head under the pillow, and fell asleep again.

Draco was holding his daughter, holding a feeding bottle in one hand, yawning, standing in front of the window, the morning light was bright, he looked back at the person on the bed, sleeping in a very poor state, the sheet was crumpled and still caught under him.

Harry has been wearing his cotton white shirt as pajamas for the past few days, and now his entire leg is exposed, and the hem only covers half of his thigh... What is Helen of Troy, he doesn't want anyone to see the beautiful scenery in front of him .

They even had a big fight last night, the reason is unknown.He looked down, noting the rate at which the milk was being consumed.

It was strange how these little things of life made him feel alive, stupid, because he felt love in Harry's angry eyes or in his daughter's cry.

Loss and what if sometimes come together to frighten him, not only him, but everyone.The future is unpredictable, unpredictable, but he knows that he will never set foot on the other side of the river, he can't bear it, that's all.

*Adapted from Taiwanese mom blogger: Avocado Sushi and Husband’s Conversation.

In order to alleviate the storm of public opinion, they held their wedding in Malfoy Manor a year later.Keep a low profile and only invite close friends of both parties.

In the evening, a group of people gathered around the tallest fir tree in the manor, watching the ceremony, and the dim light shone on everyone's excited faces.

"Under the witness of Merlin, I announce the union of two souls. They will be united into one forever." The officiant of the Ministry of Magic said in a deep voice, using a magic wand to direct a golden slender beam of light, which was tied to Draco And Harry's wrist, round and round.

The two turned and looked at each other, and said the oath together: "Golden snitch, pardon, blood, wolf, deer, I belong to him, and he belongs to me. From today until death."

The beam disappeared into the air in a blinding light, and Draco kissed Harry, nearly dropping the wreath from his head.

Lucius hugged his granddaughter, looked at Narcissa and smiled, Nido applauded loudly, his hair turned brilliant blue like his son Teddy, Severus held Dumbledore's portrait with both hands expressionlessly, Those who knew would think that he was the leader of the bereaved family. Hermione and Pansy wiped away their tears. Ron looked constipated, watching his friend being hugged by a man "□□", he would never agree with Malfoy.

The current headmaster of Hogwarts, Severus, was sitting on the last chair, drinking beer. Not far away, the newcomers were dancing their first dance. The melodious music made him want to lose his temper. After drinking the fun wine, the cup was put back on the table with a slight weight.

Nido was amused by Ron En, who looked at her gloomily.

"Ah, Severus, my good boy," the former headmaster said, "you too should seize the moment and live in the moment."

"Ouch, Harry, you stepped on me again!" Draco announced helplessly for the tenth time.

Harry glared at him, quickly took off his shoes, and stepped on his husband's feet.

Draco smiled narrowly, "That's your solution, Doctor Malfoy?"

"Any comments, Mr. Potter?" Harry asked sullenly, "I'm exhausted, and I was on the big night shift last night."

"You don't have to go, you don't have to rush to take all the responsibilities." Draco said coldly, still holding him tightly in his arms, and the two fell silent.

Harry sighed, pressing his cheek against his warm chest, "Don't you feel tired of being chased by life?" began the typical Harry apology, "Sometimes I just want to drop everything and find a small island to live on Category."

"You're dirty and messy, I'm afraid it will cause an ecological catastrophe on the island." Draco's voice came from above his head, his palm was originally on his waist, and it moved lower and lower.

"I hate you so much," said Harry.

"Me too, honey." Draco squeezed his hip.

--THEEND--