[HP] Dali's Bread

The silence at the dining table made Dali review everything that happened today.

One of them, she thought, must have removed the packet of real Floo powder when they bumped into her.

OK, Weasley, see you at the World Cup.

—But what about Malfoy?She was teleported to his house for no reason.Judging by what Lucius said...she had been invited, had Draco said these things to her?She can't remember at all.

No matter how stupid she was, she could still see Lucius' attitude.But the first thing to do is to connect with people you know first.

After dinner, Narcissa asked Bobby to take Dali to the guest room. She was about to close it when a bony palm suddenly protruded from the gap and forcefully pushed the door half open again.

It was Draco Malfoy.

"Almost pinched my hand." He said disgustedly, squeezed sideways into the guest room, and told Bobby to get out of here, warning him not to tell anyone what he saw, "Also——Sound-proof spell, if tomorrow Either of my parents knew just one word... your head would definitely move, Bobby."

"..." It seems that he suddenly stretched his hand in!

Seeing that Dali hadn't said a word for a long time, Draco slowly met her eyes, and said slowly: "You also feel something?"

Darley took a deep breath and said, "What's the matter, Malfoy?"

"..." Draco thought to himself why Dali always asked him to explain it a second time, "isn't it strange why you were invited before?" Damn, he was really explaining to her .

"Weasley's Floo Powder, it broke your Floo network." Dali shrugged, and said naturally: "Although I don't know why it was sent to your house, I used Merlin's 620th Beard swears, I never meant it."

"Impossible, this spell has nothing to do with the Floo network!" Draco frowned palely, and said displeasedly: "Dursley, don't you want to think about it? Why can you enter Malfoy's house, and why there is a link between us Woolen cloth?"

At this time, Dali has already started to look at the guest room of Malfoy Manor. Every item here has been accumulated by time, but it is not worn out. Instead, everything is exquisite and expensive. This reminds her of some noble families in historical dramas. Her life, her half-Muggle way of life, was completely alienated here.

"That's the case." Dali nodded, "Obviously, your father definitely knows something, or he knows everything, you and I have been going around in circles, why don't you just ask your father." This reminded Dali, She thought about Sirius' criticisms of the Malfoys, and she remembered Sirius saying that Lucius had a lot to do with the amnesia she'd been through.

"My dad won't tell me." Lucius never talked about the girl, except today, when he told him that if Dursley said something to him that he found unbelievable, he wouldn't believe a word of it.But now it seems that he is more curious, "You should help me, Dursley, after all—"

"After all, I like you, Draco, don't you?" Dali suddenly lowered her eyes in a fake way, folded her hands on her chin, and when she raised her eyes again, the look of affection made people feel a little dazed, as if There are stardust in the blue eyes.

Seeing Draco's sudden silence and increasing gloom, Dali also felt a little scary.

"I just—uh—"

She swallowed all her explanations, because in the next second Draco walked towards her quickly, clamped her arms with both hands, and leaned forward slightly to block her lips with the advantage of height. Kissing is a kind of exciting and hot Two-person exercise, but Dali was actually panicking, her hands were confined to his chest, which allowed her to make small pushes, but it didn't work.She couldn't concentrate so much on the person in front of her, her eyes were wandering all the time, she could see his eyelashes so close, and the slight trembling made her tickle, "Well, no, Malfoy... .Mmm." She could smell the tip of his hair, the same scent she used today.She could hear the lips and teeth that made her feel ashamed, hot and vain entanglement.But she could only feel the sucking and gnawing that made her irritable, and the only silence in the room was the sound of breathing and kissing.

Suddenly, everything was far away from her again.

Draco opened his eyes suddenly and pushed her away, his expression was the same as before when she was under the Imperius Curse.Dali's feet were unsteady, and she staggered and fell on the bed.

Draco cursed a dirty word, wiped off the remaining water stains on his lips with his fingertips, his face became even paler, and he even had a thought that he didn't dare to look at Dali.

But Daly immediately gave him a good reason for the conversation.

Dali Dursley was really an out-and-out crybaby, she just lay blankly on the big soft bed, almost half of her body sunk in.At the beginning, there was only a slight moaning sound, and gradually added the movement of wiping tears, and slid down the bed while crying, and finally turned into sitting on the edge of the bed and crying loudly.

Draco sat down next to her, thinking it was a good thing he remembered to cast the Soundproofing Charm.

"Why are you crying, don't you like me?" Draco felt a little guilty, and could only speak bravely, "Okay, Dursley, I didn't cry when you secretly kissed me before — that's okay."

"I was just joking with you! How long ago was that—" She flicked her bangs to show him angrily, "Do you think I will still like you after you smashed a hole in my head?! Pang None of the scar creams Mrs. Frey gave me worked!"

"Nonsense, it's, it's not because you didn't prepare a birthday present for me, everyone knows!" Draco felt even more guilty, he straightened her head and took a closer look, "I asked my father to find St. Mungo The best doctor will make you scar cream! Don't cry yet!"

"Why do I need to know your birthday?!" Dali cried more fiercely, and the crying face within reach made Draco mutter in his heart that crying is so ugly.

"Everyone in the common room was discussing that morning, how could you not know? Where did you go that day?"

"Cedric told me that there were sugar buns for breakfast that day—" Dali slapped his hands away, rested her head on his chest, and thought again, she immediately turned around and lay down on the edge of the bed, continuing to cry, "I've already left the house—"

Draco didn't expect this to be the reason, and a blush appeared on his sickly face, "Dursley, don't cry. You don't cry--Is my kissing skills that bad? Are you serious? "

"Poor!!!" There was another burst of wailing on the edge of the bed.

"This also needs practice!" Draco was anxious.

"You've been biting me!" Dali raised her head and glared at him, "That's not how it's shown in the TV series——Mommy——" Then she buried herself in the mattress and cried again.

Then don't bite next time.Draco subconsciously wanted to reply.Then quickly erase it in my mind, what's so good about kissing a pig-headed woman with a swollen face and swollen eyes? No!He can't look down on women of this kind of low bloodline, life always has some accidents, and with Merlin on top, accidents won't happen a second time.

After some ideological struggle, Draco Malfoy finally "corrected" his mentality. He seemed to have regained his previous domineering arrogance. He glanced at the Muggle dress she was wearing that he didn't like, and even thought Dumb her with a bottle of dumb pills and throw her outside so she won't keep calling mommy.It's an honor to make him really do something to her, understand?

Draco was silent, he sat next to Dali and watched her cry, he found that instead he stopped talking, and Dali's crying became quieter, and after a while there were only some unstoppable sobs left.

He saw Dali raised his head and stared at him. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Why don't you cry? If no one pays attention to you, you can't cry anymore, huh?" Dali didn't answer, but still stared at him, mouth I can't help but write down, and I want to cry again.

"It's started again, Dursley. If you continue to cry, I'll leave." He was about to get up, and the next second, Dali grabbed his cuff. He was so happy that he knew she was just talking. Let's talk about it, it's not that I like him eagerly.

"Say it, you beg me, we'll get back together, and the birthday thing never happened—and you'll keep helping me, if you beg me." Maybe I'll give you another kiss, No, it's too ugly now, let's talk about it next time-stop!

"I want letter paper, Malfoy." Dali ignored all kinds of demands and named the needs, "I want to write a letter to my mother."

"You don't really want to sue your mother?!" Draco was speechless, isn't this woman too ignorant?And even if she sues him, there is no loss at all, okay?

"I want to write to my family to tell them that I am at Luna's house, otherwise they will be worried!" Dali was also speechless, but she not only wanted to write to her family, but also to Luna and Harry.

When Draco Malfoy came back from the study, his expression was very bad. He didn't know who he met, but he still brought what Dali wanted.Dali took the letters, looked at them front and back, and said, "Is there any one that doesn't print your family crest?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Draco kicked Dali's ass, "sit on the table and write."

Dali was originally lying on the bed with her body twisted and half of her body. She kept this position for too long, and it was inevitable that her steps would be a little wobbly when she stood up, and she almost fell into Draco's arms.

"Dursley, have you figured it out? You're throwing yourself into your arms."

"Malfoy, good idiom, I can kill people like hell." Dali rolled his eyes at him, "I thought you were crazy tonight."

Then she sat down at her desk and tore off the piece with the Malfoy crest on it.

"This is such an expensive crest of the Malfoy family!" Draco thought to himself how dare she do this?

"Don't add so many adjectives, you don't want this letter to carry your family crest when it flies into the Burrow, do you?" Dali took a quill and dipped the ink, "I still have to sue." She Changed his mind, the recipient of the letter to the Burrow would not write Harry, and if he disagreed with him, he would sue the parents and write "Mrs. Weasley"!

"What about the wax seal?" Draco took out the seal from his pocket and put it on the table, "Only this one."

"Use the corners to print bit by bit!"

"..." Although very speechless, it seemed that there was no other way.

There were two days left before Daly left Malfoy Manor.

The author has something to say:

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