HP's Foreign Land

"Letter from Heimdall Strulusson to Victor Krum, December 1992, 12"

Dear Victor,

For Merlin's sake, stop dawdling, January 1st will pass, hurry up and bring your luggage, let's celebrate the New Year together!

Rigg

***

After the letter was sent, Heimdall was waiting. Although he seemed indifferent, the sudden anxiety still infected everyone in the room, even Della, who was not very interested in his cousin's love history. All subjects were touched.

Only Director Sturluson himself was not aware of it, thinking that he was watertight.

That afternoon, someone knocked on the door of the old house.Hearing the house-elf's request, Heimdall was startled and subconsciously sat up straight.The other people in the room pretended not to notice his strangeness, and they were still doing what they should be doing while feeling amused, and didn't mean to get up to greet the guests.

It didn't take even half a minute for the guests to walk from the gate to the tea room. Heimdall suddenly averted his eyes from the gate, and looked down at the book that hadn't been turned in his hand for a long time.

He didn't raise his head until the sound of footsteps was close at hand, and saw the guest he had invited standing five steps away.

Victor didn't speak, and neither did Heimdall. The two stared at each other for a long time, until someone made a deliberate cough, and the maze that imprisoned time was suddenly broken.

Victor turned his gaze away and greeted the other people present, from Rommel, Snow, Neil, to the Malfoy family, all of them were dealt with in an orderly manner, which can be described as comprehensive.The men were behaving normally, and so was Draco.The expressions of the only two women present were completely different.Neil's eyes were ambiguous and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.Narcissa frowned slightly, as if she didn't quite agree.

Rommel suddenly snorted coldly: "Hypocrisy." It was very intentional to find fault.

"It should." Victor smiled calmly.

Rommel raised an eyebrow, a little surprised at Victor's blatant confrontation of provocation with provocation.Progress is not small, but this kid's courage is getting bigger and bigger, is he confident?

This idea rolled in Rommel's mind, and he glanced at the silent Heimdall.

Victor sat down on the armchair to Heimdall's right and chose to face him: "Hi!"

"Merry Christmas."

Victor smiled: "Christmas is over."

Heimdall shrugged: "Happy New Year."

"You look good." Victor's eyes swept from Heimdall's forehead to the tip of his shoe.

"You too."

Victor's eyes turned to Heimdall's face again, his eyes lingered on it for a moment, as if he was about to shake off something, he suddenly turned away: "This place is very nice, although there are no trees outside."

"Thank you." Heimdall smiled, Victor valued the woods in his hometown very much.

"Would you like something to drink?" Heimdall said.

"Oh..." Victor paused for a moment: "What are you drinking?"

"Tea."

"Give me a drink too."

Heimdall picked up the clean cups and teapots on the coffee table, and Victor's eyes followed him everywhere, not intending to let go of any details.

When he put down the teapot, his body tilted slightly, and a few drops of tea in the cup splashed on the back of his hand. Heimdall put his hand to his mouth to suck, and licked off the water droplets on it. When he looked up, he saw Victor's deep and sharp eyes , expressionless and without blinking, slid from the back of Heimdall's hand to his lips.

Heimdall slowly lowered his hand and handed over the cup.

"Thank you." Victor took a sip from the cup, put it down quickly, and looked over again.

His unscrupulousness made the other people present feel a deep sense of powerlessness, and they were all empty in his eyes.

Narcissa even had the urge to cover Draco's eyes immediately, although the two of them didn't do anything, and their conversation was very polite, let alone prostitution in the daytime.

Narcissa glanced at her son, Draco's eyes widened as if seeing something new, Narcissa's fingers couldn't help but move.

"How was Christmas?" Heimdall felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange, so he tried to find a topic.

"that's it."

"What did you do after the holidays?"

"I went to the training base of the Basteto Vulcan team once."

"Really? How is it?" Heimdall couldn't help leaning forward.

"Hard to say."

"Why is it difficult to say?" Heimdall asked hastily.

Victor smiled indifferently: "It's just hard to say."

"...Really?" Heimdall didn't ask further.

That's the end of the conversation, and that's what they're ready to say -- with the attention of others.Victor and Heimdall unanimously ended a meaningless and lackluster greeting, and tacitly continued the behavior they wanted to continue-looking at each other without doing anything.

Rommel rolled his eyes: "Okay! Go away, both of them! It's really an eyesore!"

Victor was slightly surprised by Rommel's retreat, and felt that he should express: "Thank you, Rommel." Perhaps this is a good omen, Victor thought happily.

Heimdall looked at his father and uncle as if asking for proof, and after a while, he put on a relieved smile.

Rommel quickly returned his warm eyes, and at the same time, his eyes flashed, and he glanced at someone whose mind was full of comfort. "Who is that," Rommel said in a loud, high-pitched voice. "Actually, I don't mind if you call me 'Daddy'."

Victor's expression suddenly became very strange, as if swallowing a fly, cold sweat broke out all over his body.

Under everyone's stunned gaze, Rommel smiled triumphantly.

***

"Where?" Victor asked after leaving the tea room.

Heimdall pointed in the direction.

Victor easily found the stairs to the second floor and found Heimdall's room.When they entered the room, Victor closed the door and turned to hold Heimdall's left hand, bringing it to his mouth, biting it with his teeth, and licking the skin on the back of his hand with the tip of his tongue. The place where the lips lingered repeatedly was the place where the tea was splashed just now.

Victor stepped forward to lean against Heimdall's body, lowered his head and rubbed Heimdall's lips with his mouth, "I can hardly do anything except think of you." Victor said hoarsely, opening his mouth and biting it with his teeth. Heimdall's lower lip slowly rubbed with the tip of his tongue. "Had trouble sleeping, couldn't eat, had no place in the house to feel comfortable, even the woods stopped attracting me, and I couldn't even see the golden snitch. I'd been living fine until then, anything Can easily control, you know, anything. You ruined everything for me, Rigg."

Victor's kiss suddenly became frenzied. He gave up his consideration and hesitation, causing Heimdall to keep throwing his head back.

Heimdall stretched out his arm and hooked Victor's neck. If he didn't do this, he doubted that his neck would break if he continued like this.

The taste is so good, Victor sighed deeply in his heart in Bulgarian.

Rigg's mouth was pressed against his passionately, and he was actively kissing him back. The warm and soft lips inspired Victor to be more bold and demanding.Victor sniffed the smell from Heimdall's body, which was the smell of cornflower soap, and he tasted a faint sweet smell from Heimdall's mouth, which was the fragrance of tea.

When the kiss was finally over, Victor gasped, "Is England still there?"

Heimdall laughed out loud, but he didn't forget to hug his boyfriend tightly, because his trembling legs could no longer support him.

"Don't worry, the end of the world is still early." Heimdall laughed.

Victor pressed his forehead against Heimdall's: "Now believe how much I miss you?"

Heimdall reached down with his hand, covering the unavoidable bulge in Victor's crotch: "Well, you seem to be a little troubled."

Victor smiled wryly, he didn't want to be so beastly, but his instincts were beyond his control.

"I can assure you, it's definitely not small." Victor kissed the side of Heimdall's neck.

Heimdall snorted seemingly disdainfully: "Does that mean it's big?"

"Honey, you should know exactly how." Victor raised an eyebrow.

Heimdall suddenly felt very uncomfortable, narrowed his eyes and said, "What if I want to fuck you?"

"Okay."

I didn't expect Victor to agree so happily.

"With your size, I'm sure I won't feel any pain at all." Victor said firmly.

"..."

1 minutes later.

"I'm going to kill you!!!"

A loud roar broke out upstairs, and the people downstairs were dumbfounded for the second time.

Only Rommel picked up the teacup and said slowly, "Father will deal with the aftermath for you."

***

On January [-]st, Heimdall took out the broom he had made to congratulate his boyfriend on his birthday. Victor gnawed on Heimdall's face several times with great emotion.

"I will cherish it." Victor said excitedly.

Director Sturlusson obviously got into the wrong play, and pointed out very seriously: "You should try the performance of the broom, there is a hidden danger in just accepting it so casually, what if this broom is not useful? ?”

Victor was overjoyed when he saw his pedantic appearance, and without any resistance, he took the broom and flew around the sky outside. Only the eyes are flying around.

I don't know whether to express admiration for Victor's flying skills, or express emotion for the good performance of the broom made by Heimdall.

That day, Draco was inseparable and took a look at Heimdall 460. When he received the second glance of 460, Heimdall surrendered to him: "I promise you, I will also do one when you celebrate your birthday." Give it to you."

Master Malfoy looked away with a broad smile.

That night, Heimdall and Victor were both lying on the smooth top of a boulder in the meadow, holding hands and looking at the stars.

"Happy birthday, Victor." Under the starlight, Heimdall turned to look at his boyfriend.

"Thank you." Victor shook his hand vigorously.

"It's great to see so many stars." Heimdall expressed his heartfelt emotion.

"As long as there are no clouds, you can see it at night." Victor said puzzled.

Heimdall just smiled.

Victor quietly watched Heimdall's beautiful side face with his silvery-white brilliance that was not bright enough, and a strong sense of satisfaction immediately filled his chest, and he couldn't help but softly said: "Rig, shall we get married?" ?”

Heimdall looked at him in astonishment: "Married?"

"Of course I'm not saying that now, when I have the ability, I can support my family." Victor said.

"Isn't it my breadwinner?" Heimdall seemed aggrieved.

"When will I wait until you can support the family!" Victor expressed strong dissatisfaction with the time difference.

Heimdall was tongue-tied for a while, he was a bit overwhelmed by the bombardment of his boyfriend's marriage announcement.

"I can't escape." Has this man forgotten that he is still on probation?In fact, not to mention the fact that there are more Wicks who deliberately and selectively forget, it is hard for Heimdall himself to think of this.The probationary period set at the beginning has long been useless and has become a joke.

"It's not your problem, it's me. I don't have confidence in myself." Victor reached out and touched Heimdall's face.

Heimdall took that hand.

"So, promise me, okay, once I have the ability, we will get married." Victor almost begged.

Heimdall was silent for a moment: "You have been set by the Vulcan team now, that is, you can become a professional player after graduation. This is considered capable, but have you ever thought about how old I was at that time, Krum Sir, do I still need to remind you that minors are not eligible to marry."

Now Victor was silent for a moment: "Then get engaged first."

"Isn't that the same meaning! Don't play word games!"

Victor fell silent.

Heimdall leaned over and stuck to his arm: "Marriage and engagement are all fictitious, a marriage letter has no guarantee at all, you can leave even if you get married, why bother with a piece of paper prematurely! "Aren't modern young people advocating late marriage and late childbearing? Heimdall started thinking wildly again.

Victor still looked like he was dying.

It has to be said that this is definitely Heimdall's weakness, and he tends to soften his heart when he sees a boyfriend like this.

Victor suddenly raised his head and said with burning eyes: "Actually, as long as the parents agree, even if you are not an adult, you can fulfill the marriage contract, but it is not a formal marriage registration, it is a recognition of the relationship between the two parties, a legally guaranteed recognition .”

Heimdall looked at him and said, "In other words, you just don't want to give up."

"If you want me to give up, let's go to the next life." Victor's smile was very deep, and a shadow slipped across his eyes.

Heimdall found that he was becoming more and more real in front of him. He used to be like a perfect marble statue, only showing the bright and bright side in front of his eyes. Today, Victor is more unscrupulous and more open-minded. Now, compared to the typical tall image at the time, Heimdall prefers the current Victor who occasionally shows dark eyes.

Heimdall likes real people who eat whole grains, and doesn't like impeccable and cold statues.

"I understand." Heimdall nodded. "Well, when you are really capable, buy a wedding ring, and then we will get married."

Victor wanted to dig out his ears, thinking that there was something wrong with his hearing.

"Just buy a wedding ring?"

"What do you want? The wedding ring is expensive!" Heimdall gave him a white look.

Seeing Heimdall's dignified appearance, Victor became more and more confused. The wedding ring is expensive?There are expensive ones, but there are also cheap ones...

Victor tentatively asked, "Any wedding ring will do?"

"Must have a wedding ring!"

Victor almost blurted out, "Then we can get married now." But calmly, he didn't do that. Although he really wanted to, he held back and went to demolish Lige now, fearing that he would never get married in this life. up.What's more, Rommel hasn't settled down yet, and a large series of inexplicable relatives will definitely come out to disrupt the situation, which is not what Victor wants to see.

Hold on, hold on.

One thing is quite gratifying, that is, he was a little inexplicably happy. He found that Rieg seemed to think that wedding rings were a sky-high price, so he sat on the Diaoyutai so firmly.Even if Rieger realized it in the future—this possibility is quite high, he is smart, and maybe he will find out tomorrow, but according to his character, he will never deny today's promise.

This is an absolutely favorable breakthrough.

Victor touched his chin calmly and smiled wickedly in his heart.