The little life of a platinum darling

"It's evening..." Feiwenruite sighed while sitting on the top of the mountain, watching the sunset that was almost sinking to the west.

"Yeah..." Draco agreed, sitting on a flatter rock beside him.

"What do you mean 'yes'?! Go home soon? You don't have a banquet to attend? You should have gone back a long time ago and what are you doing sitting here?" Fevinrite suddenly turned his head to look at him, feeling The corner of his mouth twitched inwardly.Did the kid completely forget his mission?Do you still plan to watch the stars here with him later?

Draco stood up belatedly, straightened his clothes with his mouth curled, and looked at him: "Okay, then let's go back to Hogsmeade first, after I send you back to Hogwarts It's not too late for me to go home."

Feverret smiled jokingly and looked him up and down: "It's rare, the young master Malfoy, who has always spent an afternoon preparing before the banquet, is planning to be late for the Christmas dinner?"

"Well……"

"Forget it, you should have the portkey, right? I'll go back by myself, I'm not a child anymore, I won't get lost. You hurry home and prepare. You don't want to lose Malfoy's face, do you?" Feiwen Rhett sneered at him, then stood up and straightened his clothes, "Hurry up, Hogwarts stipulates that we have to go back before dark."

Draco looked reluctant, but obviously he had already thought of the importance of the matter, and took out a hairpin-like pendant slowly, and handed it to Feverett: "This is for Hoag Maud's three broomsticks door key, do you know the way back to Hogwarts from there?" He still seemed uneasy: "I have to go back quickly, the castle will be closed in the dark, and it will be inconvenient at that time. "

"Don't worry," Fevinret took the portkey, and put a kiss on Draco's mouth: "Even if I don't know the way back, I know Pointme (show me the way), so nothing will happen."

"That's good..." Draco blushed, stretched out his hand to touch the place where he had just been kissed on his face, and sped up his speech several notches: "I will find a way to go back to the dormitory as early as possible at night, but if I go back If you don’t go, you don’t have to wait for me.” As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately took out the necklace hanging in the skirt of his clothes, activated the door key and disappeared from the spot.

Seeing his flustered look, Feveret gave a "poof" with a broken smile and took a last look at the flowers at the bottom of the mountain, exhaled as if sighing, and activated the portkey in his hand.

Hogsmeade is now snowing, and it is a completely different scene from the previous mountain.On the hill behind Malfoy Manor, the snow had already stopped, and the sun was still shining red on the entire sky.But when they returned to Hogsmeade, it was almost dark here, and the snow was not small, and it fell all over Feverrett's hair in a short while.

The way back to Hogwarts from the Three Broomsticks wasn't too far away, but it was a pity that Feverett didn't know of any secret way to go back faster, otherwise it would be more convenient.

Most of the shops on the street were closed, and there were few pedestrians on the road.Children's singing came from the direction of the square. It seemed that Hogsmeade's Christmas party was about to start, and Hogwarts' Christmas dinner should start soon.Hmm... I feel a little hungry just thinking about this, I have to go back to the dormitory quickly to solve the problem of food and clothing, and I have to send out the presents as soon as possible at night.Draco's will be given to him directly tomorrow, anyway, he will be back in a while.

But... he still didn't think about Voldemort's gift, what should he give him?

This kind of entanglement was immediately thrown away when he saw the protagonist of the question: "Voldemort? Why do you look sick?" It seemed that he would die at any time.

"No... I was just hit a bit, and it doesn't really matter." Voldemort answered him feebly, without showing his original aura at all.

"Why do I feel like you are going to die? Could something have happened?" Feiwenruite was still a little uneasy. No matter what, after getting along for so long, he still got along with this "partner". some camaraderie.

Voldemort glanced at him, and then turned his head away again: "I just want to fuse the soul pieces quickly... The consequences of trauma to the soul are really unacceptable..." After he finished speaking, he ignored him and stood aside Feverret, drilled back into the ring.

Didn't the books he read before remind him that trauma to his soul would cause serious consequences?Only now do you know?Feiwenruite stood aside feeling awkward and energetic.

"Merry Christmas..." He took out the small locket that contained the family portrait of the Malfoy family hidden in the cabinet, looked at his parents smiling at him, the little Draco and himself, and whispered said something.Then he summoned Dobby and asked him to send out all the gifts he had prepared, and he was brought a dinner by the way.

After finishing his work, he sat on the edge of the desk with his chin crossed, and took out a bottle of bright brown color-changing potion.That's for coloring his hair.He hesitated.In two days, it was time for the medicine to wear off this time, maybe he could take this opportunity to confess to Draco and tell Draco about their relationship.He has always liked the way of acting quickly, no matter whether Draco really likes him or values ​​him out of brotherhood, it is better to find out now than to pierce when the entanglement is deeper later.However, since Draco had confessed his love to him and they had come to this point, it was not a misunderstanding that could be resolved.At that time, even if Draco really only has brotherly feelings for him, it is impossible for him to let Draco go.

Thinking so, he took the potion back into his own cabinet.

When he turned around, the little servant puppet had already made the bed for him, and was running towards the bathroom restlessly, as if he wanted to put bath water for him?Maybe he really hasn't practiced for a long time. It seems that he has forgotten all the things in that world. People are really easy to forget...

Draco didn't come back until very late, probably because he was caught up in the party.Fei Wenrui pulled up the curtains on the bed, put the little puppet aside, and prepared to meditate for a night.

Just as he made the initial movement, the bedroom door creaked and was pushed open.

"Fiverett, are you asleep?" Draco pushed open the door, asked in a low voice, and then approached the bed gently.

Feiwenruite lifted the curtain that had just been drawn, feeling a little helpless: "Not yet, I thought you wouldn't be back until tomorrow, so I was planning to rest first."

"I wouldn't have been able to come back this late," Draco replied, "but Father still can't hold me back."

Fevinrete laughed a little, thinking that his father might be a little troubled, and then sat up from the bed: "I think you should be willing to wash up first, and it's time to rest so late."

"Okay," Draco readily accepted his suggestion, but did not move: "But now it is midnight, I think I can see the gift I was looking forward to?" Blink, then stare at him.

"Pfft...Okay..." Feiwenruite opened his bedside table and took out the gift that had already been wrapped, "I think maybe you will like it."

Inside the gift box was a pure white quill, just like Draco's usual one.But this quill is different from ordinary quills in that it can sense the owner's magic power and change color, which is a relatively rare magic item.Malfoy's family has a lot of various protective or offensive items, so they can only be given from ingenuity.Although this quill is fundamentally tasteless, it's more interesting, isn't it?

"Hmm..." Draco fiddled with it, covering his excited expression, "I...barely like it."

Then he unknowingly took out a flat square box from there and handed it to Feverret: "Open it and have a look?"

Seeing his undisguised complacency, Feveret was a little suspicious, but listened to his instructions and carefully opened the box.

Inside the box is a round retro-style mirror that looks very simple. At first glance, there is nothing special about it.But this is not in line with Draco's character, and it is impossible for Draco to show such obvious pride if it is just a mirror.Then... He noticed the magic symbol engraved on the mirror with sharp eyes: "Double-sided mirror?"

"That's right!" Draco nodded at him, "In this way, it will be more convenient for us to communicate with each other. Even if we are not outside the school, it will not be troublesome for us to communicate with each other."

"I'll accept it," Fevinret raised the corner of his mouth, "Thank you for the gift, but should you go take a shower?"

"Hmm... It's okay to go to the bathroom, but Feiwenruite, can you separate the bed a little bit, and we'll sleep together today?"