[HP] Noble

Probably the straightforward horror on Scorpius' face directly gave Draco a satisfactory and honest answer, the senior Slytherin sighed deeply again, half of his face was reflected by the fire in the fireplace, and with The flickering of the flame flickered on and off, and tiny fluff could still be vaguely seen.

"He didn't do that, did he?" Draco asked.

Scorpius nodded, thought for a while, then shook his head under Draco's serious gaze, "Many people think we are partners, if what you said is true, that can explain that."

"Have you ever denied that to his face?"

Of course, it has almost become the third daily routine besides "good morning" and "good night".Scorpius twitched his mouth: "Yes, sir."

Draco raised the corner of his lips: "Very rude behavior."

Scorpius: "..."

The corners of Draco's lips lowered: "But let me say, well done."

"..." Scorpius secretly breathed a sigh of relief (although he didn't know how relieved he was), and carefully raised his chin, "...and, can you back off a little bit, I don't care if you do this You can't speak well."

Scorpius was referring to the current posture of the two of them. He had been forced to shrink into the corner of the sofa.Draco was bent over, leaning on the sofa with one hand, and the two of them were extremely close. From behind, it was almost like a black-haired Slytherin being hugged by the whole person - just like this huge prefect The other spaces in the bedroom are all decorations, it seems like they have to squeeze together like this.

"I think I have to refuse you, after all...a rare opportunity."

The previous sharpness in Draco's eyes completely disappeared, and his face changed into a lazy expression again, with the corners of his eyes raised, looking sly and seductive-this made Scorpius' face red uncontrollably, and the opposite was The person who looked at him with a slight smile was so beautiful, the soft blond hair made people impolitely think of Veela blood, but the silver-gray pupils overturned this point, which was reflected by the firelight. It's like there's an occasional golden light...

Golden yellow light.

Scorpius choked for breath, sat up suddenly, the tip of his nose touched the cold touch, it was the tip of Draco's nose, under the astonishment of the other party, he asked excitedly: "It's not that I misread, the golden one The Light does exist. It exists because of the blood of the dragon, doesn't it?"

"Yes. But it's only noticeable at night, and it can usually be covered up by firelight." Draco smiled connivingly, "Otherwise it would be very troublesome. For Dumbledore or Slughorn For those who have worked hard on research, it is not difficult to recognize the pupils of dragons."

Scorpius: "...beautiful."

"But you can't hold my face and look at it all night."

The wrists were gently covered by a pair of cold hands, but they didn't pull it away with any force.Scorpius was taken aback by the touch, and only realized in the next second that his two bear paws were holding the face of the biggest Slytherin boss in such a bold manner—as stupid as if he was holding it in his hands. An antique plate is about to be identified.

Cold sweat rolled down his back immediately.

Draco narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a half-smile expression.

Feel good.It took Scorpius a little effort to save his two hands from Draco's, "Sorry," he said strong and calm as he retreated into the sofa, ignoring every howling pore, "I also I don’t think it’s a good habit to move my hands and feet casually—”

"As you said, it's just a habit." Prince Slytherin, who has always been tolerant towards this Slytherin who is two levels younger than himself, smiled tolerantly, his eyes circled around him jokingly, and finally decided not to Tell him he was almost shaking with nervousness.

He put his hands on Scorpius' shoulders, and felt his men tremble violently with satisfaction.

Scared like this?

The smile on Draco's face became more pronounced, and he said gently, "Don't be nervous."

"Can't...not be nervous," Scorpius stammered, honestly.

"You were never afraid of me before." Draco's hand slid slightly, this time, he stopped the black-haired Slytherin's waist brazenly, and smiled at the person who was staring blankly at him, the proud cat in his heart He swung his graceful and noble tail flamboyantly, but still pretended to be sorry and sighed, "I said it, boy, it's just a habit."

"What habit?" Scorpius asked dryly, forcing himself to ignore the hand on his waist that was caressing vaguely.

"You'll find that's exactly what we're going to talk about, my boy." Draco let go of him and turned to study a small censer on the table. It was a very delicate censer—not From Britain or China, Scorpius thinks it probably came from more distant Egypt or something.Draco opened its lid and took out a small white and yellowish mass that looked like human skeletal remains.

"what is that?"

"Skulls of witches who were literally burned to death in the 60th century."

Scorpius' eyes became a little terrified.

Draco didn't seem to see it, he smiled and set the small piece of bone on fire with his wand, unexpectedly, after a burst of purple flames, the fire went out, and the bone began to emit thick smoke with a strange smell - just Like a weird combination of grassy soil mixed with strawberries, Draco threw it back into the censer, carefully covered it, and continued, "You've lost your memory, it's okay, I can remind you. For the past two full years, Our relationship is far beyond what you can imagine—”

"You mean, we used to be good friends?" Scorpius asked naively.

"Far more than - oh, good friend. Do you think we are even strangers?" Draco raised his eyebrows, the smile on his beautiful and elegant face was still there, but it looked a little dangerous at this moment.

Seeing Draco let go of the censer, Scorpius swallowed, and with a serious face, tried hard to put together an expression called "Of course": "...we used to be good friends, yes, I Never doubted."

Draco turned slightly from the table, still looking at him with raised eyebrows.

"We can still be good classmates, learn to help each other or something." Scorpius smiled awkwardly after being looked at, and made a fearless self-supplement.

"The people who can help me with my studies have either graduated for many years, or have not yet been born." Draco lowered his voice and said solemnly, "Why don't you guess other relationships?"

"Boss and subordinate?"

"..."

"Fight against Potter together?"

"..."

"Okay, I get it." Scorpius finally couldn't pretend anymore, he rubbed his temples with a headache, "But we couldn't have been lovers."

"We are." Draco walked back and sat down next to him, "and for the past two full years I've been mistaken for having a very active mate."

initiative?Scorpius was dumbfounded: "Me? Are you talking about me?"

"Yes." Draco lied of course, "You spent a whole semester chasing me, and then one Christmas, we kissed at the corner of the stairs." The Christmas thing, not the so-called "someone".

"impossible."

Scorpius' resoluteness had to make Prince Slytherin raise his eyebrows in surprise, until he said the next sentence——

"I'm definitely a reserved person."

Draco smiled.

He smiled very compassionately: "I never knew this. In fact, I couldn't find a child who was more enthusiastic than you. I even tolerated you destroying the buttons of a few of my robes because of this."

Scorpius was dumbfounded, and Draco looked away in satisfaction: "If you're surprised, then I think our conversation was useful."

"If you take that as a standard," stammered Scorpius, "it's so useful, it's just so meaningful—I'm like knowing a whole new me."

"That just happened to be you in the past," Draco corrected viciously, "You should believe me, boy, think about it, why should I care what happened to you in Durmstrang if we had nothing to do with each other? "

Scorpius felt like he was having a headache—probably from overuse.He just felt that what Draco said seemed to make sense, but his rationality told him that it was actually so absurd that it was unreasonable——

"I'm hungry."

Finally, the fourth-year Slytherin looked up and said without hesitation, "Too hungry to think."

The tie on the chest, neck and neck tightened suddenly, and his body moved forward involuntarily. Draco just lifted his body slightly to easily get the kiss, and he left it as soon as he touched it.

"Then go to the auditorium." Prince Slytherin let go of Scorpius' tie and said flatly.

Scorpius took two steps away suspiciously.

When he walked to the door, he turned his head suddenly. Draco still maintained his original posture, leaning lazily on the sofa, and raised his eyebrows when he saw him turn his head.

"You lied."

Scorpius turned around again, facing Draco completely, he frowned, and said this inexplicably.

"What?" The platinum nobleman was not too surprised, but gracefully raised his thin lips, "Tell me?"

"Our first kiss was in my second grade," Scorpius said emphatically, standing by the door. "You initiated it."

After finishing speaking, he closed the door forcefully as if fleeing, and ran away as if there was some scourge behind him.

There was never a silence in the prefect's bedroom.

Only the ancient incense burner was left, still emitting strange-smelling white smoke.

When Scorpius' footsteps disappeared completely, Slytherin's smile finally revealed its usual sneer and disdain.Glancing lazily at the censer, he pulled out his wand and tapped it lightly. The white smoke immediately became thinner and finally dissipated in the air.

Draco stood up and walked slowly to the window.Outside the window, a merman approached cautiously, stretched out her hand, and touched the window. Her fingertips were right where those silver-gray pupils were.

Prince Slytherin showed a smile, but the merman turned around abruptly as if he had been surprised, his tail vigorously picked up a string of delicate bubbles, swam quickly and disappeared at the bottom of the dark lake.

"You'll regret being too confident in yourself, Dilja Brest. One mistake is enough, and you won't get a second chance. For a Malfoy, there is never an unbreakable spell in the world."