[HP] Noble

Obviously, Draco was not too satisfied with the damn word "transformation" that Scorpius used, and in the next short minute, he glared at the fourth-year Slytherin until "tear Pull—” A soft sound called back the will of everyone present——

The calmness on Draco's face shattered for a moment, but soon, he covered it up perfectly.

"Oh, my God." He lowered his voice and said in a voice almost hoarse, "I hate blood allergies, it hastened my 'full moon phase'."

Full moon, yes, thought Scorpius, I know that.Ever since he left Slughorn's office and Draco confessed to him about his parentage, Scorpius found that he couldn't help but pay attention to this aspect of knowledge-he didn't even want to admit that he had made a special trip to Hopkins. Gewarz's restricted area has searched for relevant information.

It's a pity that there is so little information about "magical creatures", and people seem unwilling to mention these ancient cultures worshiped by dark wizards in this peaceful age.However, the "full moon period" mentioned by Draco is mentioned in these few records.If you want to go back to the root, then the original prototype of magical creatures is probably the werewolf.Every month when the full moon comes, the werewolf will lose his mind and turn from a human into a werewolf—and similar to the werewolf race, for magical creatures, starting from the age of 15 (the earliest available information is 14), some Members of the dark wizard family with magical animal bloodlines began to show their magical creature bloodlines. From then on, once a year, they will need about a week to experience the evolution process from magical creature larvae to mature ones. The week of the lunar calendar is called the "full moon period" by these people.

This time of year is when these dark wizards are at their weakest before reaching full maturity.

Scorpius stood by the sofa, quickly going through the knowledge in his head.

The room was eerily quiet.

The Slytherin on the couch moved uncomfortably when, surprisingly, a wing slid from the couch behind him - a very beautiful pair of bony wings, covered in silver. There are several thin membranes connected under the bones of delicate scales, and light blue blood vessels can be seen on the almost transparent membrane, but at this moment, it droops weakly, with sticky transparent mucus on it. It looks like a superfluous product separated from the main body.

Draco tried to move it, but as usual, he found that he failed as always, he raised his head and looked in the direction of Scorpius with his eyes covered with a film: "It has been like this, probably It’s because I’m not fully grown up yet, if I grow up, I think it will probably be able to support me to fly.”

"You can't turn into a dragon and fly around Hogwarts, you'll scare them," Scorpius said softly.

Draco frowned indistinctly: "A mature body can transform any part of its body at will - I have envied my father's appearance of flying in the sky with his wings open since I was a child, I think it is very cool."

"I guess that's not what we're focusing on now." Scorpius reached out and touched the membrane on the weak wing lightly. Unexpectedly, this small gesture attracted Draco from Nasal groans.

"Don't touch them," said the Slytherin prince reproachfully, "they're sensitive."

And I'm gonna get fucked hard.This sentence was strangled in his throat, and he should change his sitting position again, hiding his wings behind his back.

Scorpius felt guilty that he hurt him, so he withdrew his hand and stood aside obediently.

"For Merlin's sake, come here, boy." Draco ordered, sitting on the ground without any politeness, "Help me take off my pants."

Scorpius: "!"

Draco raised his hands—now, they can no longer be called hands. The manicured nails were replaced by sharp claws, and the originally slender and beautiful fingers became more slender at this moment. Unfortunately, they are covered with delicate scales.

"Look, I can't help myself." The platinum nobleman even elongated the end of each word proudly, "If it's convenient for you, help me take off my underwear by the way."

"I know you are going through a very painful evolution, and it will also make you very weak." Scorpius lowered his eyes, stepped forward and squatted down, put his hands on Draco's belt, and thought for a while , he stretched out his hand and poked the belt buckle on Draco's waist, "But that doesn't mean you can take this opportunity to play hooligans unscrupulously."

"I didn't, you made me want to kiss you, but not now." Draco said bluntly, with a slightly irritating attitude, "You are not that attractive! Now you are doing it because of those The scales are growing like crazy, my legs are completely covered in them, I don't want my school pants to be full of falling, smelly scales, oh my god - I can feel my toes go numb, movement Come on, boy, we've got other things to do before I have two legs."

Scorpius let out a long sigh, closed his eyes and pulled down Draco's pants.

It was no surprise to see the thing hanging quietly between the legs of the senior Slytherin, it lay peacefully in the soft body hair, perfect shape, excellent color, size...

Seriously, too big.

"I'm going to have the eye of a needle," Scorpius muttered, grabbing a pillow and throwing it over Draco's lap, covering his vitals, making the latter sneer.

"Stop laughing," Scorpius said angrily.

Draco suppressed his smile cooperatively: "Help me up now, we're going to the bathroom."

"You're completely naked!" Scorpius was stunned by the request. "You let me carry you naked across the bedroom and into your bathroom?"

Draco tried to move his legs calmly, and then found that the roots of his thighs had the intention to join together, but he just raised his eyebrows calmly, and asked in a natural way: "What's the matter?" question?"

"Quite problematic," said Scorpius resignedly. "If you have to, why don't we go to the bathroom in the first place, and then we undress there?"

"I don't see anything you need to undress." Draco looked Scorpius up and down.

"Let's take it off for you." Scorpius replied calmly.

"Well," Prince Slytherin conceded, "I just forgot the sequence for a moment, and what - listen, my legs are losing feeling and they're about to degenerate into a thick, strong tail Now, if you don't hurry up, I'm afraid you'll need a princess hug to get me to the bathroom."

His threat paid off—clearly, Scorpius wasn't too keen on the "princess hug."Almost at the end of his words, the fourth-year Slytherin strode up and helped him up without hesitation. When the boy's cold hand rested on Draco's bare shoulder intentionally or unintentionally, the subtle touch Make him smile.

It felt good, even though he was covered in damn scales.

At this moment, Draco was completely unable to walk normally.He almost put all his strength on Scorpius, and Scorpius led him into the bathroom half-dragged, and the two of them put Draco into the bathroom with great effort. In that overly luxurious and spacious bathtub.

Sitting in the cold and dry bath, the platinum nobleman felt the changes in his body—very detailed, every detail.He felt his legs begin to close together, and felt that his organs were deforming, and the increasingly powerful heartbeat in his chest showed this. Of course, dragon heart tendon is also a good wand material.

And when Draco leaned against the side of the bath, trying to ignore the pain caused by the changes in the bones, Scorpius was lying on the side of the bath, carefully pouring water into the pool.

Steaming hot water flowed continuously from the golden faucet.

"Turn it off." Behind the wet mist, the platinum aristocrat's lazy but exhausted voice came, "No hot water, they make me feel uncomfortable."

"It's tens of degrees below zero outside now." Scorpius glanced at the senior Slytherin who was closing his eyes and resting his mind like a ghost. The scales had spread along his neck to his face. Now, half of his face was covered Covered with the kind of facial scales that are more delicate than the hands, Scorpius hesitantly opened the cold water faucet, stretched out his hand to touch it, and immediately shrank back from the cold.

However, when the cold water mixed with snow and ice accumulated and spread to Slytherin, he moved as if enjoying himself, and made a comfortable nasal sound.

"Let it continue to turn on the water, you go to Professor Snape, he must have returned to the office by now." Draco closed his eyes, leaning his head on the edge of the bath and said calmly.And when Scorpius stood up and confirmed with him again whether he could leave directly, the latter just nodded, looking too tired to say another word.

……

Scorpius went to find Professor Snape.

When he broke into the office of the head of Slytherin, their head was mercilessly tearing up an unopened letter and throwing it into the stove.

His complexion was rather ugly.

After Scorpius explained his intentions, his rather ugly face finally turned into a scorched bottom of the cauldron.

"I warned him! Keep away from other rare magical animals that may have inheritance!" Snape hissed, and quickly opened the bottom locked drawer of his desk, with such force that he knocked it down. He picked up several bottles of freshly made potions on his table, and those potions fell to the ground, some shattering.

But Snape didn't care about this, he finally found an old and beautiful box from the drawer, then stretched out his hand and began to touch the rose combination lock on the box, it took about half a minute, he successfully opened it He took out the wooden box, and then took out an orange-yellow potion that seemed to have been successfully manufactured for a long time and had a very delicate appearance.

The two of them sprinted back to the Slytherin prefects' dormitory - along the way, the head of Slytherin walked so fast that Scorpius only had the impression of a billowing robe hem.

When they got back to Draco's bedroom, the sound of water in the bathroom continued.Apparently, the tub had been filled, and the overflow was everywhere, wet the carpet by the bathroom door.

Scorpius glanced into the bathroom, then was too shocked to speak.

In the short time he's been away, Draco has fully evolved.

At this moment, in the bathtub, there was no shadow of the proud and handsome Slytherin in the usual days.In the magnificent large bath was replaced by a silver-white dragon. He floated lazily, with his head lightly resting on the side of the bath. The dragon's kiss was tightly closed, and under the eyelids covered with scales, he could faintly see the slight movement of his eyeballs. .The long tail stretched out comfortably, and the end of the tail rested on the steps at the other end of the bath, intentionally or unintentionally patting the stagnant water on the stairs by the pool, making a light "pop" sound.

"Your father is much stronger than you." There was no surprise on Snape's face, as if he was used to this scene.

The beautiful dragon moved its head, but didn't see it speak, but a hoarse voice came from the bathroom—although it was ugly, it was barely audible that it belonged to Draco: "I'm not yet an adult, Professor I would venture to say that my father's dragon scales are not as beautiful as mine."

Snape snorted contemptuously.He stepped forward with a big stride, raised the dragon's head rudely, pulled out the cork of the potion bottle in his hand, and stuffed the bottle of brightly colored potion through the crevices of the dragon's teeth (with ease), without any hesitation. There was room for negotiation, and the bottle of strange potion was poured in immediately.

He carefully put away the empty potion bottle.

"I will ask for a full week's vacation for you in the name of the dean."

"Oh, that's great, that's exactly what I'm looking for, a year off other than Christmas," Draco said sarcastically, turning his head away.

"Stay here and don't go anywhere." Snape warned with a stiff face, "I'll write to your father - and discuss with your mother about your early 'full moon period'." The problem, I don't think it's entirely because of blood allergies, but the bigger reason is related to your stupidity."

The dragon in the pool finally opened its eyes, and took a good look at his professor with its red pupils the size of mung beans. Then, the Slytherin prince's characteristic mocking laughter sounded in the empty bathroom: "My IQ Not impressed with my 'full moon period'."

"But they can lead you to overuse those powerful spells in inappropriate situations."

"I do not have."

"You have." Snape revealed mercilessly, "You once used a life magic in the Pig's Head Bar behind the back of all the grown-ups, and won applause from all the halls."

Draco: "..."

Snape: "I can't wait to see your mother's face when she knows your 'full moon' is coming half a year early."

"At least my dad will be furious," Draco said. "I'm afraid it will be safer to stay at Hogwarts this Christmas."

"I don't care." Snape lowered his eyes, and he walked to the door, "but if you're going to stay at Hogwarts, I won't take you in, not even give you a dog mat to sleep on."

After finishing speaking, Head Slytherin opened the door forcefully, walked out, and slammed the door forcefully again.

The door to Draco's bedroom got the same treatment.

"Of course he wouldn't give me his dog mat," Draco rolled over, his wings spread flat and floating on the icy water, his snow-white belly turned up, and his short limbs drooped in a not-so-elegant way. Belly, but he laughed at others without knowing it, "Because it was Professor Black's."

Scorpius: "..."

Draco: "Aha."

Scorpius was careful to tell the truth: "You don't look much better than Professor Black now."

"I'm going to be angry."

Scorpius: "...well, let's not talk about it."

"If you come and scratch my wings, maybe I'll consider forgiving you."

The Slytherin prince's voice sounded understated.Scorpius twitched the corners of his lips, remembering the gray ball rolling in front of him, rolling his fat belly and asking to scratch his neck.

"You just warned me it's sensitive there," Scorpius said. "I don't want to hurt you."

Long opened his eyes and glanced lazily at the fourth-year Slytherin: "Who said it hurt?"

"Isn't it?"

"No."

"Okay." Scorpius agreed without hesitation, approached the bath, and mocked himself while stretching out his hand, "Who told me to be so sweet—ah!"

Huge water splashes are accompanied by a loud sound of falling water.

Scorpius didn't even have time to think about what was going on.

I just felt that a strong and slippery thing wrapped around the wrist that I was about to stretch out, and then pulled it forward, and his whole body fell into the icy cold water—the weather was twenty degrees below zero. Prepared to be dragged into a pool of ice-water mixture.

His whole brain is about to shut down.

He also choked on the water and inhaled a bit of the fishy scales floating on the surface.

"Bah bah" spit out the scales in his mouth, when Scorpius was trembling angrily, the magical creature in the water was busy using its slender claws to help him peel off the winter cloak on his shoulders - so I said no It's nonsense to find a way to undress yourself. Look, isn't this a good job?

The huge and powerful dragon tail curled up and ran down the waist of the fourth-year Slytherin, completely binding him up.

Scorpius opened his eyes, and looked at the scaled snake face that was slowly approaching.

He slapped it up without hesitation.

"Don't be so rude, boy," Draco muttered, "This will warm you up."

It lifted Scorpius out of the water, and its slender claws did not know where it was, and the warm spray immediately sprayed out from all directions in the bathroom - it was right, it really made the black man who was shivering in the ice water Made Slytherin feel better.

Draco shifted so that Scorpius sat more comfortably on his coiled tail.

"Hey?"

"doing what?"

"Scorpius, I know you've done a lot of things in your life that no one else has done."

"I don't want to hear the second half of your sentence anymore."

"But I don't think you've ever tried kissing a dragon."

"..."

"Want to try?"

"..."

"I have a flexible tongue that can turn your whole body into a puddle of mud."

"Draco, is your IQ also degraded?" Scorpius stretched out his hand and sympathetically touched the approaching dragon's face. The hard and slippery feel was almost addictive.Draco didn't care, stretched out his sharp claws, touched Scorpius' jaw carefully, raised it a little, and retracted his hand before breaking his skin, "Open your mouth .”

He ordered without hesitation.

Scorpius opened his mouth subconsciously at the command, but it took almost a second for him to realize what he was doing - but by then he regretted that it was too late, and a long, cold, soft piece of flesh was roughly inserted into him The forked front of his mouth is like a restless little snake, flexibly entangled with his stiff tongue, patiently exploring every corner it can explore.

Even in the throat.

His throat was tickled by the long tongue, Scorpius pushed Draco away, and coughed a few times away from his face.

"Ah, sorry, that seems like too much."

An unapologetic apology, even with a certain smugness.

Even though he said that, he didn't stop any action.Scorpius clearly felt the tail tightening around his waist, and his neck was a little itchy. He looked down, only to find that at some point, his collar said that there was a dragon claw gently draped over it.

"Is it still cold?"

Draco's hoarse voice sounded carelessly.

The whole person was lifted out of the icy water, only half of the foot rested shallowly in the water.The warm mist sprayed on the body, very warm.The boy shook his head and lowered his voice: "It's very warm, put me down."

Draco fell silent.

He raised his head slightly—the red eyes that seemed to never focus, but at this moment he was staring at the fourth grade Slytherin—full of sharpness and brutality that he had never seen before. At this moment, Scorpius felt his heart It seemed to be hit hard by something, and then timidly and quietly accelerated the beating.

The sharp dragon claws moved down slowly, and as they passed, the sound of small objects falling into the water was heard one after another on the surface of the water.

Some of the small splashes even landed on Scorpius' feet.

The metal button fell into the water, a few bubbles popped out, and quickly sank to the bottom of the water.At this moment, the wet black-haired Slytherin was sitting on the coiled dragon's tail, his hair stuck to his cheeks in embarrassment, and his school uniform shirt was completely open, revealing his strong but slightly pale chest.

Scorpius raised his hand and wiped the water droplets on his face due to the mist.

The nipples stood up unconsciously because they touched the cold air.

In the air, the low and languid laughter of Prince Slytherin sounded again.

It sounds like you're going to be very satisfied with the fact that you're about to get something you've longed for.

With the sharp dragon claws, the fingertips lightly slid across the left erection.

Scorpius shivered, and shrank back subconsciously—but in exchange for a more forceful restraint——

This made him involuntarily let out a low moan.

As if encouraged, the magical creature finally unscrupulously covered the boy's chest with its claws covered with silver scales. If it wasn't for the inability to have too many facial expressions, when the boy raised his head and looked at him in surprise, Perhaps he could not help smiling.

The sharp claws are skillfully rubbing the erect nipples on one side. It looks full but he is careful not to hurt the person in his hands. As he moves, he feels satisfied with the young man curled up by his tail. An uncontrollable trembling.

The breathing of each other became heavier, and in the empty luxury bathroom, there was only the sound of hot water spraying, and the ambiguous heavy breathing that could not be distinguished from each other.

The sticky scales with scales were tightly attached to his warm skin, and the sharp claws were full of threats like murder weapons, but they were extremely cautious. Occasionally, they were pushed hard, and the person in his arms could hear rapid breathing, He will immediately relax his movements - but this seems to be his last compromise.

"No..."

The sharp claws left, replaced by flexible and warm softness, with wet and creepy stickiness, gently sucking the neglected nipple on the other side.

No matter how he evaded, Scorpius was always firmly controlled within the scope of the Panlong. The delicate scales seemed to grow on his body, clinging tightly, as if a cold creature suddenly coveted human flesh. Warm, Scorpius closed his eyes, almost doubting that he had fallen into an absurd dream at some point, however, the feeling of being close to each other was so real.