The little life of a platinum darling

The house-elves of the Malfoy family have been more excitable than usual lately.

Well, okay.In fact, they will be like this every time there is a big banquet or celebration, but almost any family with elves is used to this state of their appearance from time to time.

And the reason why they are so excited and energetic this time is that their two little masters are about to grow up!

Draco and Feverett would ask for a whole day off from school on their birthdays, and go home to attend the birthday party held for them. It can be predicted that there must be few Slytherins who will not ask for leave on that day.As Malfoy, the leader of the nobles in the magic world, it must be a shame if he couldn't invite many heirs from noble families on the day the heir came of age, right?

In fact, as the protagonists, the tension and excitement in the hearts of the two young wizards who are about to grow up and their parents cannot be ignored.

June [-]th is their shared birthday, which they have been looking forward to since this time last year.On that day, they will officially get rid of the title of "little wizard", and there will be no annoying traces around them. Of course, there is no need to be careful not to use more than shielding magic even if they practice magic at home. An advanced enchantment that conceals limits.

Moreover, this day will also be the day they officially announce their engagement to the entire wizarding world.While there are very few wizards who don't know about their relationship these days - after all, it wasn't just the Daily Prophet that was making headlines about their relationship - a formal engagement ceremony was uncontrollably exciting anyway. , isn't it?

On the day of the dance, early in the morning, the students of Hogwarts discovered that most of the people on the long Slytherin table suddenly disappeared. Not even their prefect had disappeared.The only ones left are those unknown people who never left their names on any occasion, and the gloomy and black-faced male prefect Draco Malfoy who had to stay to support the scene.

Obviously he is one of the protagonists of this dance, but Pansy, who is the prefect of the girls and the guest of the dance, actually said that he should dress up and go home first last night!

Of course, all the administrators in Slytherin can't leave the school, there must be one important one left.However, if it was Feiwenruite, it would be better for him to stay.

Fortunately, he can leave after the morning class is over, otherwise he would not be willing to stay in the school alone and face this group of people who have no family background or are of mixed race. Leitlins.

He would rather be caught by Sissy's mother trying on clothes for a whole day in the manor!On this special day!

All morning, Draco didn't listen to a word of what the professors said on the podium.Although it seemed that there was no difference from normal on the surface, only he knew that he was in such a trance that he could bump into the wall at the corner when he walked.If he hadn't heard some loud voice behind him at the critical moment, pulling him back from his thoughts, there would definitely be a big red envelope on his forehead that even a dozen ignoring weeks couldn't completely cover up.

After finally surviving until the end of the last class in the morning, Draco seemed to have poured all his energy into this moment, walking with the most graceful steps at the fastest pace, before his dean, Prof. Nepe made his way to the cellar before stepping out of the office to the Great Hall.

"Godfather, I think I need to go back to the manor immediately to prepare for the evening dance." He almost expressed the impatience in his heart on his face.

Luckily his godfather just frowned and didn't mean to call him inappropriate: "Then get out of here before your father's noisy old peacock can't wait to come to me and ask if his cubs are safe. "

Although he wanted to activate the Portkey immediately when he got the answer, the aristocratic etiquette that has been trained for a long time, which can be said to be almost an instinct of the body, still managed to make him stop the movement of his hand, gracefully After saluting, he left the office.

Almost at the same time as the door was closed, Draco activated the portkey that had been tightly held in his hand, as if something hooked his navel. In an instant, the scenery around him changed from the cellar corridor to the sunlight gate of the manor.

After seeing the manor, he had time to sort out his mood, and Lala seemed to have some wrinkled robes.Draco walked towards the main house of the manor at a seemingly unhurried pace that was actually accelerating.

Although the daytime in summer is relatively long, night falls unconsciously.

Horse-drawn carriages from different directions or other various means of transportation were neatly parked in the open space specially created for parking vehicles outside the manor.The manor was brightly lit, and the sound of gentlemen talking or ladies chatting and laughing could be heard constantly.

"We are adults today, Draco." Feverret smiled slightly at Draco, pursing his lips.

"Finally..." Draco let out a breath, "I don't know how long I've been looking forward to it."

"But being an adult also means that from this moment on, we are no longer children who can be protected by our parents under the wings. What we need to bear and pay will be much more than before. I believe that you Are you ready?" Fivenret grabbed Draco's hand, stretched out his thumb and unconsciously rubbed the sapphire cufflinks on the sleeve of the robe, and couldn't help admitting that he was a little nervous.

"Oh," Draco laughed, "Of course. Besides, no matter what it is, we can face it together." Draco held Feverett's back with his backhand, and his voice was gentle and firm.There was a burst of applause from downstairs: "It seems that it's time for us to play." Draco put a perfect polite smile on his face, and walked out of the room holding Fevinret's hand.

Two teenagers with very similar looks walked down the stairs in the center of the hall together. They were wearing well-fitting gowns and had the same decent smiles on their faces.

"Welcome everyone to Malfoy Manor today..."

Draco, who was in a trance in the morning, seemed to have never existed. Now he was walking through the crowd with ease, holding a glass of bright and clear red wine in his hand, talking with the important heads of the wizarding world.Feiwenruite chatted with the family heirs present a few or insignificant words from time to time.

"Congratulations." Blaise raised his glass to him: "We have been waiting for this day for a long time."

Feiwenruite also picked up his wine glass: "Thank you, and also, you robbed me of what I wanted to say."

Pansy walked over from the other side and wrapped her arms around Blaise. She has become more and more beautiful over the years, with a hot figure and eye-catching: "So after today we have to look forward to your wedding instead. Believe The wedding of the two heirs of the Malfoy family must be grand and unforgettable."

"I don't think our wedding time will be very far apart, maybe you can look forward to your own first?" Fevinrete took a sip of the red wine in his hand.Blaise and Pansy would be married after graduation, and he and Draco agreed that they would be the first to marry.

"Well, well, that's true. After all, a wedding is only once in a lifetime." Pansy let go of Blaise's hand and hugged Feverret's instead: "But Blaise and I haven't been able to discuss our first marriage yet." What's the first child's last name. You know I need a child to inherit the Parkinson family." Pansy half-jokingly said that they had already reached a consensus on this kind of thing, but recently she often used this to tease her friends: "So What about you? Maybe someone is going to have one?"

"Pansy Parkinson." The dangerous voice in his ear made Feverret swallow the words that just came to his mouth.Draco looked at Pansy with a smirk, knowing that she had let go of her hand on Feiwenruite: "Stay away from Feiwen, don't lead him into trouble!"

Feverret couldn't laugh or cry.

Pan Xi curled her lips secretly at him, and murmured carefully: "Isn't it just a touch? Recently, I have become more and more possessive. Be careful that Fevinrete can't stand you anymore."

"Don't worry about it." Draco raised his chin in disdain.

Fevinret laughed secretly, and exchanged glances with Bryce at the side.

It's a nice life, isn't it?

"Draco..." Feverret relaxed and lay on the beige comfortable and soft big bed, looked at Draco who was sitting on the side who didn't know what he was doing, and shouted in a daze.He was really tired today, and he couldn't wait to have a good sleep.

"What?" Draco turned to look at him with a warm smile on his face.

Turning over, Feveret turned his back to Draco, and a piece of the bathrobe that was loosely half hung on his body fell down, revealing a large expanse of fair skin.Ever since he was able to return to Malfoy's house every holiday, his skin had become whiter and whiter.Fortunately, they still look healthy, unlike most nobles—including Draco—with a sickly paleness that seems to have been out of the sun all year round, although in fact there is nothing wrong with their bodies.

"Although it is already summer, there is a magic circle with constant temperature in the room. Be careful of getting sick like this." Reaching out to cover the bathrobe that fell behind the back of the person next to him, his fingertips brushed the delicate skin on the back, Draco gave a warning, put down what he was doing, lifted up the thin blanket, and wrapped himself and Feverett in it.

"Draco," Feverret snuggled himself into the arms of the person behind him, "good night, and happy birthday."

Draco took advantage of the situation and gently hugged Feiwenruite, looking for a comfortable position: "Well, good night, happy birthday..."

The night was getting dark, and the half-circle moon had moved past the middle of the sky, and began to sink slowly to the west.

Feveret couldn't sleep.Originally, he was very tired after washing up after returning from the banquet, but for some reason, after waking up suddenly, he couldn't go back to sleep.

Turning over, bored, he began to face Draco who was sleeping soundly.

In a blink of an eye, their sixth grade is almost over. For this birthday, the two took a total of three days off. After returning to school the day after tomorrow, they will start the last review before the final exam. After the exam, the school year will end .And when this last summer was over, they would be seventh year graduates, their last year as students at Hogwarts.If he didn't go back to school to teach in the future, it would be very difficult to return to that castle.

Perhaps, going back to be a professor is also a good choice?

Although the godfather loves potions, it doesn't mean he likes teaching.God knows how angry he is every time he sees those little devils who don't know the art of potion ruin those potion ingredients, or change the steps indiscriminately.

So what really suits him is to stay with his favorite potions in the laboratory, and then do some experiments that may shock the entire wizarding world.

So, after these incidents are over, is it not bad to take over the class of the godfather?The property of the Malfoy family and the responsibility of the head of the Malfoy family should be left to Draco to worry about. He can at most get his ideas out of it. The Hogwarts potions professor's office should be very suitable for him.

Feiwenruite turned over and let herself lie flat on the bed. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was a night sky full of stars. Feiwenruite let out a long breath and decided to meditate for a while at night when she couldn't sleep.

"What's wrong?" A low voice came from beside him, Draco rubbed his eyes and looked at him.

Feiwenruite turned around: "Did I wake you up? It's okay, go on sleeping."

"No," Draco seemed to hesitate for a moment: "I had a dream, and I woke up when the dream was over." Draco rolled over and sat up, then looked at him.

Frowning, Feveret felt that something was wrong with Draco: "What's wrong with you? Are you having a nightmare?"

"No, it's a beautiful dream..." Draco paused, as if he had made up his mind, "Fiverett, we..."

Feiwenruite sat up and raised the corners of his mouth: "We..."

With ordinary telepathy, the two embraced each other tacitly, and accurately found each other's lips in the dark.The lips touched each other, rubbing each other a little bit, kissing each other's soul.

The gentle rubbing gradually turned into licking, and the two began to yearn for each other's love, which was passing on the emotion between the two.The licking slowly turned into biting and sucking, and the consciousness began to become blurred. He only knew that he took off the thin silk pajamas on the other party and himself according to instinct.

Breathing became more and more heavy, and the sound of gasping filled the room.

Draco gently nibbled the protruding Adam's apple and the sharp collarbone on the white neck of Feverett, who was pressed under him, and left red marks on it.

Wrapping around Draco's back, Feveret let out a low hum in his throat, and slowly slid his fingers along the spine of the person on his body.The pleasure that came from being touched by Draco's lips wasn't very exciting, but it encouraged him to want more.

Draco was enjoying the caress of his sweetheart, and at the same time, he continued to ignite the fire on Faverete, along the collarbone, chest, and kissed his lower abdomen, and then took a deep look at the person under him who was already emotional and short of breath, and opened his mouth. Catch the red bead on his right.

"Hmm..." Feverret snorted, and as punishment for frightening him, he grabbed Draco's platinum-blonde smooth hair.But then he let go of his hand and changed to stroking and catering.

"Uh... ah..." Panting hard uncontrollably, the two of them had actually been looking forward to this day for a long time.

Draco rubbed the red beads of the person under him, and at the same time, he did not forget to use his eyes to express his dissatisfaction with the feeling that the other party only cared about him and did not take care of him.

Feeling dumbfounded for a moment, Feiwenruite simply stretched out his hand and pushed the "disturbing" person on him up, and then turned over forcefully, allowing himself to switch up and down positions with him.

"Ah." Draco was stunned for a moment, then curled up the corners of his lips, raised his right leg, rubbed his knee provocatively between Feverett's slightly opened legs, and clasped his hands together. He touched Feverret's neck, and his nimble fingers continued to mess between the shoulder blades on his back.

Fevanret lowered his head and kissed Draco's lips, the tongues tangled together, exchanging love with each other.

Touching Draco's waist and lower abdomen with both hands, he slid down slowly, finally grasping that extremely important part for a grown man.

"Uh...well," Draco's panting became more and more rapid: "Quick..."

"Ugh..." Feeling that part of her was also being grasped by someone's hand, Feverret couldn't control the moan that overflowed from her mouth.The pleasure drove the movement in his hand to continue to accelerate, and at the same time, he felt that the movement of the hand holding him was also accelerating.

The intoxicating feeling quickly climbed until it was unbearable, and the two of them reached their peak at the same time.

The aftertaste of the orgasm receded slowly, and Favenret meekly allowed Draco to push him on the bed again, and obediently opened her legs.

They haven't done the whole process so far, and Draco was a little nervous.

Although it is not enough to see things in the dark, some places in the shadows are still unclear.The moonlight shining on Feveret's face was obscured by the veil, but Draco could imagine his expression now, because they must be in the same mood now.

Almost impatient, Draco fetched a bottle that he had prepared a long time ago, dug out some paste inside, and slowly sent it to the part that was going to accept him.

Feverret suppressed his uncomfortable hum, and tried to find a way to relax himself, adapting to this finger that was not part of his body.

Draco lightened the movement of his hand, trying to make it easier for the opponent to adapt to him, and when he felt that his finger movement was no longer so difficult, he slowly put in another one that he had been waiting for for a long time.

Feiwenruite only felt that his mind was blank, and the feeling in his lower body gradually changed from a little painful discomfort to an unspeakable stimulation. He couldn't control himself dancing to the rhythm of the constantly moving fingers, pursuing A stronger feeling.The hands gripping Draco's shoulders tightened unconsciously, keeping himself from screaming uncontrollably.

He felt that he was getting closer and closer to the moment when he climbed to the top, as if all the strength in his body had been taken away, and he could only passively accept the pleasure given by his lover.

Draco carefully applied the lubricating ointment to every corner, and after feeling that there began to suck his fingers one by one, he gently scratched his soft inner wall, and was satisfied to hear the sudden After an amplified moan, he pulled out his fingers.

The sudden feeling of emptiness made Feverret give Draco a disapproving look, but immediately he almost screamed.Because something obviously much thicker than a finger opened his back hole and slowly entered his body

"Draco..." Feverret suddenly felt a little uneasy, he called out his lover's name, hoping it would calm him down.

Draco felt the cold sweat dripping from his chin.He wanted to rush into this fiery place immediately, but he was afraid that his lover would be hurt, so he could only move slowly, which cost him countless efforts.

Until they completely entered the lover's body, a feeling overflowing from the depths of their hearts made both of them feel extremely satisfied.

Feiwenruite took the shortest time to calm down his breathing, and then moved his body, indicating that the people on his body could start to move.

Draco got the cue, and immediately began to move slowly, faster and harder than before.

Both groaned under the incomparable feeling, until they both climbed to the top, the essence of satisfaction gushing out.

In the wee hours of their first day as adults, they finally allowed themselves to officially own each other.