Draco was shaking, almost crying, he hated such a father.

"Sir." Harry stood in front of Draco, looked straight into the eyes of the blond nobleman, pursed his lips and said, "Your son is not wrong."

Lucius looked at the boy in front of him with dangerous eyes, he evoked a contemptuous arc, and whispered: "I know what is good for him, and who are you?"

"Sir, I am Harry, Harry Potter."

"Oh, Mr. Potter." Lucius drew out the tone, watching the other party speak slowly again.

"So Mr. Potter, as a stranger who has only known my son for a few hours, has the right to interfere with my son's education?"

Draco wanted to say something for Harry, but Narcissa stopped him with her eyes.Draco could be dissatisfied with his father's words, but if his mother became serious, he couldn't really disobey.

"I'm sorry, sir, I didn't really want to interfere, I know, I don't have that right, after all, you are Draco's father." Harry said dryly, honestly, he felt that he Humiliated, but he couldn't really say anything, it was Draco's father after all, and he loved Draco, there was no doubt about it.No matter how he is, a good father deserves his respect.

"It's good that you know, Mr. Potter." Lucius averted his eyes and said lightly, looking very rebellious.

"But sir," Harry began again, and this time he received an impatient look, but he didn't flinch.

"You can't take care of him for the rest of your life." He mustered up his courage and said, Lucius was taken aback, then narrowed his eyes.

"Even if we leave, I will prepare everything for him, whether it is property or status, even if he doesn't do these things, he will live well."

"But that's not what he wanted!" Harry said loudly, his face flushed and he looked a little agitated, he couldn't help but take it for himself, Draco's parents were just like his parents, they Always hope that their children live according to their ideas.

"What he wants is not right, that's stupid!" Lucius straightened his back, his lips were tightly pressed, and his gray eyes were full of indifference.

Draco felt a little sad, he knew his father loved him, but he felt really sad that he couldn't do what he wanted to do.He liked Harry, and knew that his father's decision would never be changed, so he tugged at the hem of the other's clothes and whispered, "Stop it, Harry."

"No, no, Draco!" Harry turned around, looked at the other party, looked at his big foggy eyes, softened his voice, and said, "Draco, is your persistence only Is that a little bit?"

The blond boy looked a little angry, and he said angrily, "Of course not, it's just that it's obviously not a good time, and I know my dad best!"

Lucius looked at his son with dangerous eyes, and the latter quickly shut his mouth, but after a while looked at him with those big eyes again, as if asking if I was wrong?

"Okay, stop these arguments for now, boys, you should go to bed now, tomorrow, can we continue discussing tomorrow?" Narcissa said with a smile, but her eyes fell on her husband, silently Resist the urge to speak again.

After Draco got his mother's help, he quickly dragged Harry up the stairs and dropped a sentence.

"Mom, I'll take care of Harry!"

Narcissa smiled, took her husband's arm, looked up and said softly, "I know you love Draco more than anything, but Harry is right, sometimes you hold him too tightly."

Lucius didn't reply, his eyes were still on the figure running away, that was his son, he could run and jump since he was a little old, and there were so many dangers in the outside world, his father chose to put himself It was pushed out early, because he was a Malfoy, but Lucius didn't like it in his heart when he was young, so he was eager to give him only the best after having his own son. Is this wrong?

The older man's mind flickered with those earnest green eyes that overlapped with his son's, whom Draco had fought so many times over the year.

I just love him so much.Lucius sighed inwardly.

Draco took Harry to his room, he closed the door, and took Harry to the sofa, and Draco let out a breath as they sat down.His gray eyes shone brightly like stars.

"Wow, Harry, you are so powerful, few people dare to fight against my father."

Harry touched his nose, looking a little embarrassed, he didn't feel that he had done anything, to be honest, he felt that his performance just now was terrible.Harry is not a very impulsive and enthusiastic person, he is a bit ordinary among his peers, because he has no outstanding appearance, nor does he have a great academic performance, and most importantly, his hobbies are ridiculed by some nasty guys .They said he was Potter in diapers, that he was delusional.

"I don't think I'm doing well, I'm just, normal." He shrugged his shoulders and pulled a smile out.

Draco didn't notice Harry's real thoughts. He was spoiled by Lucius since he was a child. Although he was kind and cute, he couldn't sensitively perceive the other party's thoughts, which also caused some people who didn't know him to think His misunderstanding.But according to Harry's observation later, in fact Draco is not very innocent, he is quite a jerk sometimes.

"My dad said that excessive modesty is another kind of pride." Draco pouted, and Harry was a little embarrassed, but soon, Draco's next words made him feel happy.

"But I don't think you are like that, maybe you are, to be honest, that's kind of silly, Harry." Draco smiled sweetly, showing his small pearly white teeth.

"I, I'm glad you said that." Harry accepted Draco's compliment with some restraint.

"You have to get used to it, my mother said I'm a straightforward person, and if you do something wrong, I'll tell you." Draco wrinkled his nose.

"Of course, I don't mind, as long as it's right."

"Okay, now we all have to take a shower." Draco stood up, stroked his hair, looked at Harry and asked, "Well, would you mind sleeping with me today?"

"what?"

"Oh, well, I thought you wouldn't mind." Draco sniffed, not to mention feeling a little lost.

"No, I don't mind, to be honest, I'm very happy." Harry said hurriedly, and then he saw the other party's happy expression again.

"Of course, I'll just say, no one will reject me." Draco said with some pride, he had never slept with anyone, except for his parents, Draco's friends did not Not much, they were rich kids too, they could play some modest games together, but they would never share each other's beds, but the Weasleys would, Draco had heard of it, and they would Play a pillow game.

I just want to understand the life of the poor, that's all.Draco grunted inwardly, trying to suppress those old feelings of disdain for the poor.

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Father Lu fell into deep self-doubt. What is wrong with him loving his son?

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