The little life of a platinum darling

"Fiverett, good morning." Draco lightly lifted the curtain of the next bed, bent down and gave a routine good morning kiss to Feveret who was lying on the bed, "it's time for class It's about time."

Feiwenruite, who had been meditating until early in the morning and finally fell asleep, rubbed his eyes and sat up with difficulty, and gave Draco a light good-morning kiss: "I just woke up to the feeling... What did you do this morning?" class?"

Draco suppressed the urge to rub his head hard, looked away and glanced at the textbooks on the desk that had been prepared last night: "Here, herbal medicine class. You can choose not to take it, but you It must be taken into account that although Prof Sprout is not very strict, she is the dean of a college after all, especially if you have already taken a class and didn't go."

Fivenret curled his lips, and finally got off the bed with some reluctance: "Okay," he covered his mouth and yawned, "For your sake. Anyway, there is History of Magic to catch up on sleep in the afternoon. "

Ever since the relationship with Draco was established, Feverret has become more and more lazy. No matter what he can do, he will not do it. If he can push it away, he will push it away. Laco solved.All the waywardness that it once hid and couldn't find its shadow was revealed.But neither of them felt that there was anything wrong with this, and the two cooperated very naturally.

"You two kiss me so early in the morning every day, isn't it disgusting? Are they all little girls?" Bryce showed from another bed that belonged to him and was moved far away by Draco. A swarthy head said sleepily.

"Don't look at it if you don't like it, no one is begging you, it's better to go find your Queen Pansy or Sweetheart or Sweetie?" Draco waved at him fiercely, and then walked in first bathroom.

As usual, Fivenret took out the outfits he was going to wear today from the closet, and of course he wanted to say something: "I said Bryce, the matter between me and Draco was spread by you with embellishments."

"Anyway, you don't look like you want to be sneaky. It's better to be a friend than to hide it, isn't it?" Bryce admitted without hesitation. Anyway, Feverret asked this way, which means that he already has I have grasped it, so there is nothing to deny.

Draco flung open the bathroom door, and they spoke loud enough for him inside to hear clearly: "You should know very well the way Malfoy behaves Bryce, so you owe me something thing."

Blaise stared at him blankly for a long time, and finally chose to sigh in compromise: "Okay, okay, I know. As long as I can do it, you can say whatever you want."

"I owe." Draco dropped two words, turned around and returned to the bathroom smartly, and closed the door with a bang.

"Don't talk about this," Feverett said to Bryce in a low voice after confirming that Draco had entered the bathroom and closed the door: "On the night of the fifth of next month, you can find any place to spend the night How about leaving the dormitory for us?"

"Play all night?! This is Hogwarts, not at home, where do you want me to play all night?!" Bryce stared at him with wide eyes.

"Well, Blaise, you know it's Draco's birthday, so..." Feverret looked at Blaise and smiled innocently.

Blaise frowned in distress: "Then can't you go out for a night? That's still a date. You can find some romantic or other places to kiss me. Isn't it good for me for a night? Why do I have to go out."

"Of course I have some special reasons," Feverret twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly, "As long as you agree to this, I will ask Draco to cancel the agreement just now for you. I believe that what Draco proposed will It’s many times harder than this.”

"Okay, that's what you said." When Blaise heard this, he immediately agreed to his request without hesitation, and then, as if he was afraid that he would repent, he got into the curtain behind his bed with his clothes in his arms.

Feiwenruite stroked his hair that had grown to his chest, feeling a little distressed and apprehensive.When it comes time to really talk to Draco, how should I open my mouth...

"What's the matter, Feverret." Draco hugged him from behind suddenly, and kissed him on the cheek: "What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing." Feverret pushed him away, only Draco could appear behind him like this and be close to him, "I'm wondering why someone has used the bathroom for so long, and I don't know if there is someone waiting behind Is it?" He knew that Draco would not believe the lies he uttered so casually, but it didn't matter, Draco would not ask casually, no matter how good the relationship between the two was, personal space must be reserved , which is the principle.Draco wouldn't do anything that violated his personal space without his permission.

Although Draco may feel a little uncomfortable in his heart, it doesn't matter, he will confess to him in a short time.Counting the days, it is already May, that is to say, there is less than a month left, and I hope it will be peaceful and peaceful by then.

Recently, the outside world is feeling a little turbulent. Since the beginning of the year, there have been rumors that the Dark Lord has been resurrected. Not long after, there was a collective escape in Azkaban. Almost all the food captured more than ten years ago All the dead disciples escaped and disappeared without a trace.The people suddenly fell into panic, and the Ministry of Magic was very busy, thinking of countless ways to appease everyone every day, but it still didn't have much effect.

Minister of Magic Fudge first refused to acknowledge Voldemort's return. He didn't know whether he was deceiving the public or himself. Ever since the rumors appeared, he had always insisted that Voldemort was dead and would never be resurrected again.

After a horrific attack, the Ministry of Magic's futile efforts were completely wiped out.Fudge still took the trouble to declare that it is not the return of the mysterious man, but some vicious Death Eaters wishing to use the mysterious man's name to carry out terrorist attacks. I hope everyone can feel at ease.

But not everyone would believe the words of the Ministry of Magic, especially after terrorist attacks happened again and again and the Dark Mark appeared in the sky again and again, almost everyone was more inclined to believe the news that the Dark Lord had returned.

After discussing with Voldemort, Feverret concluded that there was a soul film that was "making waves" outside. Voldemort has not been seen since then. It is said that he is trying to find a way to solve the last two pieces of soul. Even if the one that has appeared in the outside world cannot be solved so quickly, it is not a big problem to fuse the other piece first.It is just to determine which soul piece is appearing in the outside world now.However, Feverret never told Voldemort about the soul tablet on Harry's head. He didn't have any reason to explain how he knew this, so he could only hope that Voldemort could discover it by himself in the future. up.

On Christmas Day, he suddenly found that the portrait opposite the Slytherin lounge had been replaced with an ordinary landscape painting, and the original Sir Hart was gone.This made Feiwenruite a little concerned.He remembered that the portrait of the old man in the secret passage had said that the portrait of Sir Hart had been placed there for 1000 years. At this moment, he suddenly disappeared from the spot without a sound, which made people have to think about it.

However, these are not what he needs to worry about now, what really bothers him the most is how to confess to Draco.Even if Draco didn't mind that they were brothers, but he kept hiding it from him, I don't know if he would be unacceptable...