[HP] Noble

"Get out of the way, get out of the way—let me see, Mr. Malfoy—" Slughorn pushed open the door like Hagrid, and moved closer to the two Slytherins. Draco didn't seem to be Loved his approach, even flinched back... oh, look, if he didn't look so weak, Scorpius thought it was funny, and there was never a Slytherin prince in his memory When so fragile.

Slughorn approached, he first grabbed Draco's hand and looked at it, Scorpius nervously followed the eyes of the Potions professor as if remembering something, but he was relieved that , except that the blue blood vessels on the pale skin became more strangely clear, there were no scales on it.

Draco kept his eyes closed, and he withdrew his hand limply: "I'm fine, Professor. But I'm afraid I'll have to go back and rest—"

Slughorn looked like he was about to reach out to poke Draco's eyelids again, but this time he was bluntly blocked by the fourth-year Slytherins.

"Oh, I'm doing it for your own good." He withdrew his hand in doubt, and said with some hesitation, "But if you insist on leaving, well... I know Slytherins don't like being involved in privacy, after all I used to be a Slytherin too... I'm going off topic, I'm afraid you have 'Barbaria syndrome', you need to hurry to Madam Pomfrey, I guess if she's professional enough, there should always be a spare With this kind of antidote, of course, if you can come to me without you, I can easily..."

"I'll take care of it properly, then see you tomorrow morning, professor."

Scorpius interrupted the fat wizard's babble, and while Harry and Ron helped each other finally free themselves from the spider's entrails, he supported the senior Slytherin as best he could. Go back the same way at a fast speed.

The senior Slytherin on his shoulders was heavy - although he looked very thin, Draco definitely had the weight of a normal adult inexplicably.But at this moment, he didn't know what happened to Draco, and he didn't even dare to use the levitating spell to carry him, so he could only be pressed down by him, using the most primitive way to fight back step by step along the way he came from—this is Basic common sense, no one with basic medical common sense will easily use any spell on a patient who does not look good.

This is probably due to the fear of being sick or something.

It took them 10 minutes to cover what used to be a [-]-minute walk.When Scorpius entered the castle, he was worried that their honor might be watched-the headline in the school magazine the next day might become "Prince Slytherin and his lover appear fishy and dirty at Hogwarts Terrible headlines like "Gateway".

However, when he stepped into Hogwarts Castle for the first time, he knew that he was worrying too much.

Thanks to Merlin, it is the middle of the dinner, and all the students are crowded in the warm and dry auditorium, enjoying their sumptuous dinner——

The sun had completely set, and no one wanted to go out in the dark and cold hungry at this time.

"Listen Draco, I don't know when you got that or something 'Barbara syndrome'—"

"It's 'Barbaria's Syndrome' and the extension is 'Barbaria's Cherished Magic Animal Fluid Neurosensitivity', an allergy similar to bloodlines... oh, I guess I'm bloody allergic, but Absolutely not for such a stupid reason."

Draco spoke slowly, he leaned on Scorpius' shoulder, his lips were almost pressed against Scorpius' ears when he spoke, spraying a little hot and humid breath on his earlobe, in the dark, Scorpius His face was flushed... a little nervous, and he couldn't help but speed up his steps, which made Prince Slytherin a little bit overwhelmed.

He took a couple of breaths, and as the two of them sped down the corridor leading to the Slytherin cellar, he said in a drawl in the darkness, "Slow down, boy. I'm getting knee pain now." Soft, and the eyes are not working well."

"Oh sorry... Draco, are you sure we don't want to go to Ms. Pomfrey first? You sound serious." Scorpius kept walking, and they were almost at the door of Professor Snape's office - Of course, Potions Professor Ninth Floor won't be there, because of a recent row with Professor Black, he goes to the Great Hall to eat every day, if he stays in the office, he will be rejected by that stupid Gryffindor dog Harassment relentlessly.

Draco didn't answer - was this silent resistance?

There was a silence between the two of them, and Scorpius thought for a while, then asked again: "Can I use the Levitation Charm? ——Oh, my God!"

"...You don't want to see the consequences." Draco said with a smile in his voice, "Don't shout, you're going to get the whole school out of the auditorium."

"Then be honest," Scorpius said, taking a deep breath, snorting heavily, "don't bite my ear all of a sudden—why are you biting my ear? If you do that again, I'll kill you Throw it to the ground!"

After thinking about it, I still felt puzzled, so I added another sentence in Chinese: "Your second uncle has a leg."

The two of them stumbled and finally reached the Slytherin common room - Draco was right, his eyesight was really bad, so that when Scorpius passed the password, he motioned for him to bend down and get in He almost hit his head when he didn't bend enough enough to get to the passageway to the lounge.

Scorpius hastily reached out his hand to block him.

The palm bone was almost smashed.

"Hey, watch out, Prince," he complained grinning.

……

Today is definitely their lucky day.

There is no one in the common room, only the fire in the fireplace is still burning vigorously - that is the only light source in the whole common room, shining on the expensive antique sofa, the fiery red light makes the public rest The room makes people feel warm and cozy, very safe.

"Okay, here we are." Scorpius muttered, he felt that Draco's condition was getting worse, because the sound of breathing in his ear was now thicker, like a broken bellows At this moment, the senior Slytherin may have put all his weight on him.

The prefect's dormitory is independent on a handrail staircase next to the door, so a staircase becomes an insurmountable barrier, and going upstairs has become a technical task.

"Hey," Scorpius felt himself crushed after climbing a few flights of stairs, "suggest I lay you down and drag you up?"

The senior Slytherin didn't answer him—probably he was too weak to speak, he flexed his fingers slightly, and tapped Scorpius' forehead with his cold knuckles as punishment.The strength is very clear, and the landing point is very accurate-so accurate that people can't believe that his eyes are closed.

"Okay, I compromise." After a moment of silence, Scorpius sighed deeply, picked up the dead Slytherin prince again, and walked up the stairs with his broken legs that were about to be sore Crawling on the ground, whining in his ear as he crawled, "You know what Draco, if you want to be liked, it's really easy to get what you want—unless!" He took a hard step, and immediately It's coming, "unless Hogwarts offers a future course on how to reject you."

At last they reached the door of the prefect's dormitory.

Scorpius reached out and pushed the door open.

"I'm not going to make it anyway," he said to himself, as if addicted, whether Draco heard or not, "Look, you make me look like a housekeeper without a word. Like an elf, and worst of all—"

Not too gently, he tossed Draco onto his big, soft couch covered in giant fur—

"The worst part is that I'm actually willing to eat it."

He crossed his hips and stared at Draco for a while, seeing that he hadn't moved, so he turned around and pulled out his wand, and lit the fireplace in Draco's bedroom. Instantly warmed up.

Scorpius scratched his face, the spider's blood that Draco rubbed on it had become dry, making him itchy.

He walked around the room, and then leaned closer to Draco: "What should I do now? Should I go to Professor Snape?"

Draco's eyelids moved, as if he heard his words - but he was very tired, and he just nodded slightly.

"Pull the curtains."

said Draco.

His voice was hoarse, as if his throat had been burned out.

Scorpius did so, scaring away a mermaid looking in through the front view of the glass. "Is it my illusion?" He pulled the curtains hard, and the room became darker. "The fishy smell in the room is getting stronger."

"No." Draco snorted wearily, he raised his hand, under the firelight, the white delicate scales on his hand were covered more densely than ever before, and this time, the scales spread all the way to his sleeve—— Scorpius gasped. He looked closer and found the same thing on Draco's neck—only the scales on his neck were slightly rougher and larger than those on his hands.

"Oh, Gong Xi Fa Cai," said Scorpius queerly. "They look shiny."

Draco actually smiled: "Come here."

Scorpius moved closer, stared at him for a while, then suddenly moved forward, and quickly kissed the corner of the other's lips that was still smiling.

It's just that he didn't expect this stealth kiss to be so loud in the quiet dormitory.

Draco was obviously taken aback.

"Sorry," Scorpius was a little embarrassed, and scratched his head depressedly, "it wasn't intentional."

With his eyes closed, Draco accurately stopped the body he wanted to push away, grabbed his waist with undeniable force and led him to the sofa.

Then slowly opened his eyes.

Scorpius took a closer look and almost sat down on the ground in shock.

Draco's usually beautiful silver-gray eyes were completely invisible - they were covered with a milky white film, with a reddish red spot the size of a soybean in the middle.

"Help me take off my clothes before I go." Draco's voice was hoarse, his Adam's apple moved, and the scales on his neck opened up a little - as if...

They are breathing.

Scorpius thought he was going crazy.

"If you're overwhelmed with surprise, you'd better move right away. I don't feel well on my back, and the bone wings may have grown."

Draco said calmly.

"...Let me be shocked for a while, just for a minute." Scorpius said dryly, "Are you... going to transform?"

…forgive him for using such a strange word.

In his life, he has seen all kinds of weird things, flying in the sky, swimming in the water, running on the ground, but he has never seen "a human being transforming into a living dragon".

He has heard of various summoning techniques, but he has never heard of it—collecting the internal organs of the eight-eyed spider can summon the dragon.