HP Knockdown and Counter Knockdown

Draco thought Harry was asking about his young fiancée.He likes Astoria because she's soft and cute, oh, of course, he won't tell anyone that's because except Astoria, he is the youngest wizard of his age, and Astoria Leah could bring Draco the satisfaction of being an older brother.

"She's lovely."

"You like her very much?" Harry asked tentatively, almost trembling.

"En." Draco nodded, thought for a while and said, "She's very sweet." The most important thing is that she is small and soft.

"What's wrong with you, Harry?" Draco, belatedly, finally sensed that something was wrong, and he poked the other's arm.

"Draco, don't you like me?" Harry asked bravely.

"I like it!" Draco replied bluntly.

"Then why did you marry Astoria?"

Draco froze for a moment, he looked at the other party cautiously, "Is there any conflict here?"

Harry choked hard, but he said dryly, "Can't you marry me?"

"Ah!" Draco exclaimed in surprise, then blushed a little and muttered, "But we're all boys."

"Why can't boys marry boys?" Harry asked impatiently.

Draco shook his hand, he didn't know how to explain it, he was a little embarrassed, and finally said fiercely: "Because my father said that Draco will marry the most beautiful girl in the world in the future."

"Okay." Harry murmured, his face was a little ugly, he hugged his legs and fell silent.

Draco walked around anxiously, he scratched his hair, he didn't understand why he felt uncomfortable, and finally he tugged on the other party's sleeve, and said in a low voice: "Even if, even if I get married, I like you the most too."

"Then can you not marry Astoria?"

Draco opened his mouth, and he babbled for a while before saying, "Then you have to ask my father."

"What if he still insists on you marrying Astoria?"

"I, I don't know." Draco looked at Harry apologetically. He liked Harry more than the little cake and the toy dragon. That was different from liking Mom and Dad, because they were always Part of Draco, Harry, Harry was different.

"Papa is always right."

"But he's not all right, you appeared in front of me."

Draco blushed a little, "That's, that's different." The blond boy sighed softly, looked at Harry, and said, "I don't understand, Harry, I've been taught to be a Malfoy, I will marry a wife who is just like me in the future, Astoria is the best, but Harry, you will leave soon, just like Sif."

"Who is Sev?"

"That was my father's contract person. When they were children, they were always together, but when Sif grew up, Dad never appeared in front of him again."

"Why?" Harry asked softly, already guessing the reason.

"Harry, there are too many things in your world. Mom said that little wizards and humans only have a few years. When you grow up, you will forget about Draco." The blond boy sniffed, Lowered his eyes.If that was true, then Draco would rather be that way.

"I won't! Draco, I promise!" Harry said eagerly, grabbing the other's hand.

"You have no idea how glad I am to have you there, Draco, that's better than anything."

"Harry, of course, I always thought you would be different." Draco looked up at each other, smiling sweetly.

They returned to the original place, and Narcissa was waiting for them there. She came over and asked them what they saw, but she didn't expect his precious son to say that it was he who had decided not to marry Astoria in the future.

"why?"

"Because I want to be with Harry, I like him." Draco said bluntly, holding the boy's hand all the time now.

"But baby, you still like many things, and you also said that you can't do without them."

"Mom, that's different, that's different." Draco blushed a little.

"So, Harry, what about you?"

"I like Draco, Mrs. Malfoy."

"But you are still very young, and you will meet more and better girls or boys in the future."

"But ma'am, there is only one Draco, and there will be no one better than him!" Harry blushed and shouted, and Draco next to him scratched his cheek and smiled shyly.

"Then if both of you are sure, I think as long as your father agrees, it will be fine." Narcissa said with a smile.

"Mom, do you really have no objection?"

"Of course, baby, why should I object? You two are soul mates!"

"soul mate!"

"soul mate?"

"Merlin, why did Harry become my contractor so easily? I thought it was because my magic had improved again." Draco looked a little depressed, and Narcissa kissed her son's baby Face.

"Little fool, soul mates are very precious. The Malfoy family only ever had one pair."

"Mrs. Malfoy, what is a soul mate?"

"Oh, sorry, honey, that's what we say here, in short, you will be the most blessed couple."

Draco took Harry's hand and said with a smile, "I don't think Dad will object now."

Indeed, Lucius didn't object, he just made a request.

"We won't meet until ten years later!" Harry's eyes widened, and Draco pouted dissatisfiedly.

"Dad, why does it take ten years?"

"In order for you to grow up, since your soul mate is a Muggle and you insist on it, then we have to do a lot of preparations, and you, Mr. Potter." Lucius looked at the black-haired boy, and then The victim swallowed his saliva and stood up straight.

"Make me a man worthy of my son."

"But ten years is too long." Draco complained, but Lucius ignored him. From now on, they still have a lot to do.

The time to part was coming soon, because the world of Harry and the others was about to dawn.Draco put his own toy dragon in the palm of Harry's hand, sniffed and said, "See you in ten years, Harry."

Harry rummaged through his pockets, but found nothing. He thought for a while, leaned over to kiss him, and said, "I'll be waiting for you, Draco."

After returning to the Muggle world, it was already daylight, and Harry was staring at the ceiling in a daze. When the door opened, he quickly closed his eyes.

There was a kiss on his forehead, followed by another, that of his parents.His mother tucked him in, his father pinched his nose, and when they were gone, Harry rolled over in his toy dragon, a smile on his lips.

In fact, ten years passed quickly. During this period, Harry worked hard to get out of his own world. He had more friends. They were not perfect people, but they got along very well.He studied hard, faced everything optimistically, and discovered many things that he had never seen before. The world was still the same, but Harry felt very happy.

Harry is now a third-year student, and the agreed date will be one year away. Although many things have changed, for example, he has grown taller, his immature face has faded and become handsome, and girls have started to stuff him with love letters. But one thing has never changed, and that is occasionally sleeping in and being late.

Harry grabbed his schoolbag and ran quickly. He had an appointment with Hermione and the others to study at Book Sense, and he was already 10 minutes late. That was Hermione, Harry thought in his heart, and there was a "bang" at the corner Hit someone.

"Sorry, sorry!" He opened his short-sighted eyes and vaguely saw the person he knocked to the ground got up, he said awkwardly: "Can you help me find my glasses? I can't see clearly now , I didn't mean it, do you need any compensation?"

The man didn't speak, just bent down to pick up Harry's dropped glasses, and then stretched out his hand to pull Harry up.

The fingers are slender and the skin feels great. They must be the children of a rich family.Harry thought about it, and stood up with the strength of the other party. After thanking him, he put on his glasses. When he looked up, he froze for a moment, and his schoolbag fell to the ground once.

"Why did you drop your schoolbag again, Harry, I'm not here to pick it up for you." The blond boy muttered, bent down to pick up the bruised schoolbag, but was stopped by the other party.

"Harry?"

The gray eyes looked at the other party suspiciously, and saw that the other party closed his eyes hard.

"Draco, I thought there was still a year left." Harry looked at the other party excitedly, even he knew that the force had already hurt Draco, but the boy opposite just shrugged his shoulders and showed a smiley face.

"I just can't wait to see you."

END

The author has something to say:

This story is over.The meeting scene was designed for the Muggle hooded T-shirt and jeans worn by Draco. Lucius looked at his wife speechlessly when his son was out, and asked who Draco inherited from.

What I’m going to write next should be about another pitfall of mine, DH’s Porter Nursery.After digging for a long time, I filled that one first.It should not be very long, tens of thousands of words.That is filled out and continue to come back here.

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