[HP] Noble

Even though the dinner party will start in 10 minutes, even though Professor McGonagall is already looking for the new head of the male student union in the background, the two Slytherins came to the sofa in a hurry, and Scorpius sat down , Draco walked around behind him, and Scorpius could feel the other person gently pinch the back of his head and poke the overlong hair.

Immediately, the distinctive crisp "click" sound when the hair was cut rang in the ears.

The strands of hair magically disappeared in mid-air before catching the collar.

"What spell are you using to do this?" Scorpius turned his head curiously.

"Stay still." Two fingers pressed the back of his neck warningly, and the Prince Slytherin replied lazily, "Slashing Curse."

Scorpius: "..."

"I lied to you." The person behind pondered for a while, with a little smile, "It's just a simple cutting spell, combined with a distance-limited disappearing spell."

Scorpius: "You really think this answer will make me feel better, don't you?"

The sound of "click" stopped behind him, and Draco sounded a little hesitant: "No?"

"No." Scorpius replied honestly.

"Okay." Draco poked the fourth-year Slytherin's neck helplessly, "It's done. To be honest, although I have dozens of exquisite beauty charms to provide, I don't care about hair alone." Not that good at it."

"Well, I know." Scorpius stood up and followed Draco, "I've seen pictures of you in first grade, at that time you probably needed half a box of hair gel to fix your hair every day, right? ...make them look like the lid of the cauldron of the radio transceiver—”

...Draco of course didn't know what a radio transceiver was, so Scorpius ended up stepping into the Great Hall of Hogwarts alive.

From the few people in the corridor when they came all the way, it is not difficult to guess the lively scene in the auditorium at this moment-the four long tables of the college have been moved to the corner, and the auditorium looks extremely spacious.The floor of the entire auditorium was covered with a soft red carpet, and the carpet was sprinkled with golden powder, which looked shiny. Whenever the girls’ high-heeled shoes were about to step on it, the gold powder jumped up to avoid it as if alive. The girls walked by, and the gold powder slowly drifted back to its original position.

The night elves completely emerged from the plants, and the tips of the three-pronged staffs they held were lit with flames, making the lanterns more crystal clear.Many students had already found their seats on the tables at the edge of the dance floor. Everyone was smiling, and their formal attire made them less childish. The crowd gathered in twos and threes to talk quietly and gracefully.

Hogwarts is very beautiful tonight.

"Mr. Malfoy!"

An angry voice sounded from the crowd.The two Slytherins froze for a moment, and looked at the source of the sound at the same time——I saw a witch wearing a black lace top hat crookedly, and wearing a black skirt of the same style, trying to push through the crowd and rushing towards them, her high-heeled shoes Stepping on the carpet, it seems that each foot can bring angry flames.

"——I thought at least you were one of the few children who made me worry a little bit!"

Professor McGonagall walked up to the two Slytherin boys out of breath, and helped his top hat that was almost slipping over his ears. Even though he was wearing high heels, he was slightly shorter than the head of Gryffindor, who was half a head shorter than Draco. Looking up, looking into Draco's eyes, he said sternly: "When the opening dance was at most 10 minutes away, I found that I couldn't find our male student council president--I even had to suggest Dumbledore change temporarily!"

"I'm so sorry, Professor McGonagall." Draco raised the corners of his lips gracefully, and stroked the back of Scorpius' neck with his fingertips, "There are always some personal matters to deal with, so I delayed. "

"Come on now!" said Professor McGonagall savagely, "before I make up my mind to find another Head Boy!"

Moving the fingertips at the nape of his neck, Scorpius watched Draco calmly keep up with Professor McGonagall.

"You are very beautiful tonight, Professor McGonagall."

"It's useless to just say nice things, Malfoy, you'd better discuss the order of the opening dance with Fleena now." Professor McGonagall's voice was still stiff, but it was not difficult to find that the pace of the witch's feet finally changed. It was normal and light - compliments had a universally good effect on women of any age, and Draco had a good grasp of them.

Scorpius stood there, looking around for a while, until Draco's voice stood out from the chaos of the crowd - "Come here, what are you standing there for?"

Scorpius withdrew his attention, and he found Draco in a black suit standing on the red carpet about 20 meters in front of him. Under the light, his handsome and beautiful face became somewhat blurred .

...Probably because the corners of the eyes drooped slightly and the corners of the lips were pursed impatiently.

Like countless times before, across the crowd, he stretched out his hand, palm up, and his arm was slightly bent at a random angle.

Scorpius smiled, and answered in a low voice only he could hear.He stepped forward quickly and patted the palm spread out in front of him lightly.

"Tsk." Draco curled his lips and withdrew his hand.The two followed Professor McGonagall side by side, not far from the gate of the backstage of the dance floor.

……

Until many, many years later, Scorpius still remembered this scene.Even at that time, he had almost forgotten what Draco looked like when he was young, but he still remembered the way he stretched out his hand to himself through the crowd of people coming and going under the lights of the Christmas auditorium.

It's like a great symbol——

No matter how far Draco walked on alone, eventually he would stop, turn around, and even with that impatient slap on his face, he would still reach out to Scorpius who was behind. hands.

Then the two walked side by side again——