[HP] Years Whisk

July 1986, 7, Privet Drive, evening.

Narcissa wore a hooded cloak that could cover her hair, held Draco in her arms, and used a plain portkey to come to the small courtyard of the Dursleys' house in a low-key manner.

Before they came here, Draco was still angry with her like he was at odds, dragged his feet, and muttered, "Mum, didn't you promise me to leave that Potter alone?"

Narcissa leaned down, kissed Draco's soft, puffy face, and explained to him patiently: "You should have read in some books that Harry's parents died in the war. You My Uncle Sirius is Harry's godfather, so in terms of kinship, we should see it too. But, Draco, as Mum promised you, Mum only loves you."

"But Dad said that Uncle is a stupid dog, and told me not to get too close to those who have connections with him." Draco told Naxi the words of venting his anger that he had heard from Lucius without hesitation. Sarah.

Narcissa said to Draco with some helplessness: "That's because your father was prejudiced against your uncle. Well, although Lucius is generally right, but he sometimes, um—" Narcissa In fact, she didn't want to tear her husband down, but she felt that she should raise a little bit with Draco, "You know, no matter how powerful your father is, he is also a human being. As a human being, it is inevitable that we will make some small mistakes. We After discovering his mistakes, we should remind him appropriately, and even tolerate his mistakes with kindness. After all, we are family, right, Draco?" Narcissa wiped the corner of Draco's mouth with her thumb, Gently brushing away the crumbs of the cookie he ate at Malfoy Manor that afternoon.

"Okay." Draco said reluctantly.He pulled Narcissa's clothes, raised his head stubbornly, and stared stubbornly at Narcissa with those blue almond eyes that were exactly the same as Narcissa, "I can share my beloved broomstick with him, but Mom It cannot be given to him. My mother can only be my own mother."

"Okay, okay," Narcissa poked the tip of Draco's nose lightly, "little villain. Mom will only be your mother. So—" She held out her hand to Draco, "Shall we go? "

"Hmph," Draco hesitated for a moment, but still took Narcissa's hand outstretched to him, "For the sake of his lack of parents, I'll forcefully celebrate his birthday."

Narcissa and Draco arrived at the Dursleys' house. In Harry's small room, Narcissa summoned a Malfoy house-elf.They asked the house elf to decorate Harry's room a bit, and then the house elf took out a large three-dimensional carved box and some exquisite desserts, bowed deeply to Narcissa and Draco respectively, Then he backed off with a 'bang'. "

"Is this for me?" Harry looked at the box in front of him in surprise, then raised his head and gave Narcissa a big smile: "Thank you, Aunt Sissy."

"Hmm," Draco deliberately cleared his throat next to Narcissa to show his presence.

"By the way, thank you too, Cousin Draco." Harry added hastily.

"Tch, it's still a bit polite." Draco said loudly deliberately with some disgust.

Narcissa patted the top of Draco's head lightly, indicating that he was wrong to do so, but she couldn't bear to blame Draco, so she took two steps forward and gently stroked Harry's hair: "Recently , how are you doing? Has your aunt bullied you again?"

"No, no," Harry said quickly, feeling the warmth of Narcissa's palm.

"Because I can't come here often, so I don't know what you like." Narcissa said apologetically, "But for birthdays, you must eat birthday cake. I think you guys like the same things, so I just ordered you the same one as Draco's birthday. Look -" She tapped the big cake box with her wand.The ribbon of the box slid off automatically, and the walls opened, revealing the cake inside.

The cake was a scaled-down version of a Quidditch pitch, and it even had fondant, enchanted, animated Snitches, Bludgers, and Quaffles.

But just when the cake was exposed, Narcissa suddenly thought of one thing: Harry had never been to the wizarding world, so he probably didn't know about Quidditch.This time, she was negligent.

Unexpectedly, the moment Harry saw this cake, he couldn't help admiring: "Cool!" He looked up at Narcissa excitedly, "Look! There are even golden snitches!"

"Of course, this is the pattern my father specially asked the pastry chef to design for me for my birthday." Draco walked over when Narcissa opened the cake gift box, and finally couldn't help but sigh cut in.

Harry ignored Draco who interrupted, but went on to Narcissa, "Thank you, Aunt Sissy. I really like this gift."

His emerald pupils were sincere and sincere, making Narcissa feel a little dazed for a moment.She thought of that night when the red-haired young girl with the same emerald eyes looked at her before she died.

She froze for a moment, and then she couldn't help feeling softer towards the child.

Narcissa bent down involuntarily, and asked Harry softly: "Harry, do you have any gifts you want? You tell me, I will help you realize your wish."

Harry didn't say anything right away, but seemed hesitant.He looked at Narcissa, who was looking at him with tender eyes, but then shifted his gaze to Draco beside her.

Draco was puzzled by the look Harry was giving him.He frowned slightly, and when he was about to scold this 'guy who doesn't understand manners', Harry turned his gaze back to Narcissa again.

"Aunt Sissy, I want you to hug me." Harry whispered.His eyes fell on Draco again, "Just like you hugged Draco's cousin."

When Narcissa heard his wish, she didn't react.

When ordinary children hear adults say this, they don't always ask for exotic toys or expensive gifts, but Harry's wish is so 'simple'.

Because Narcissa didn't hold him in her arms immediately when she heard his wish, Harry thought she was disgusting him.So he hurriedly explained: "Aunt Sissy, I just envy Cousin Draco. Although I can see my mother sometimes, but she can't give me a hug. So, I want you to give me a hug." , I also want to experience what it feels like to be in mother's arms. If you don't want to—" Before he could finish speaking, Narcissa hugged him abruptly.

"Good boy." Narcissa lowered her head so that she could wrap Harry completely in her arms.Draco at the side curled his lips in dissatisfaction when he saw this scene, but he didn't do anything else for the first time.

Harry closed his eyes gently in Narcissa's warm embrace.He relaxed his body and felt the mother's breath on Narcissa. "Mom—" he murmured softly.

After a while, Harry opened his eyes again. He gently broke away from Narcissa's arms, looked up and said to her, "Thank you, Aunt Sissy. This is the best gift I have received this year."

Narcissa still wanted to hold this sensible child in her arms, but Draco squeezed into her arms from the side.

He hugged Narcissa's waist tightly with his hands, then turned his head to Harry and said in a demonstration: "Enough! I can only give you my mother once. After that, don't pretend to be pitiful and try to cheat me away." mother."

Narcissa saw that although Draco's actions were somewhat arrogant, there was some uneasiness in his eyes.So she stroked the short hair on the back of Draco's head lightly, then looked at Harry and said to him, "Harry, your mother loves you very much. Just like I love Draco."

"I know." Harry said with certainty, with a big, confident smile.

Later, Narcissa and Draco sang Happy Birthday to Harry.She sliced ​​the cake for Harry and Draco.After the two children finished eating the piece of cake in their hands, she cast a fresh-keeping magic on the rest of the cake and told Harry that he could only eat part of it a day, not all of it - because it would cause tooth decay.

Then, while Harry and Draco were happily discussing Quidditch, she quietly walked out of the room to get some air in the yard.But when he walked into the courtyard, he looked up and saw Lucius, who was wearing a formal three-piece suit, had finished dealing with political affairs and returned from the Ministry of Magic, and was about to take her and Draco home.

Narcissa walked quickly towards him. "Have you been waiting long?" she asked.

"No," Lucius replied, "I've only been here a while."

Narcissa walked up to him, stood on tiptoe and kissed him, but pretended not to stand still when she landed on her heels, and grabbed the shirt on Lucius' chest, and quietly poked her fingers into the depths of his coat temperature.

fraud.The inside of the clothes is cold, and he said that it will not be long.

But she didn't expose his lie, but took his hand, ready to take him indoors to keep warm.

But just as she dragged Lucius to the door, she heard Draco and Harry arguing in the room inside the door from outside the window.

"My dad is the best!" Judging from the voice, it should be said by Harry.

"My dad is!" Narcissa heard it, and Draco retorted almost immediately.

In the warm room of the Dursleys' house, Harry looked at Draco who raised his head slightly to show his disdain, and said indignantly, "My father is the best! Because he dared to go to the bad guys alone! "

"Heh, what's so great about this, my dad dares too! Even, he dares to single-handedly and unarmed to single out a werewolf!" Draco continued to fight back dissatisfied.Our blond young master said that in terms of his father, the whole world is hot chicken except him.In this regard, since he was born, he has never suffered a disadvantage.

Outside the room, Narcissa turned her head and looked at the expressionless face of Lucius who was beside her, who was a bit disgusted that this was a Muggle family and refused to enter, and couldn't help but chuckle in her heart.

No, Draco, Narcissa thought secretly.Your dad isn't everything.At least, your father really didn't dare to fight a werewolf with his bare hands.

In the evening, after returning to Malfoy Manor, Draco did not go to rest immediately, but ran to Lucius who was sitting on the sofa in the living room and reading the documents in his hand.

"Daddy, Daddy." He couldn't be more mad at what Harry Potter had said to him today.That Potter said his dad had been Seeker on the Gryffindor Quidditch team.What's so great about it, his dad must be too.So, he couldn't wait to ask Lucius: "What was your role in the Quidditch team in Slytherin? Captain?"

Lucius raised his eyes from the document in his hand and looked at Draco: "I thought it should be your rest time, Draco. Instead of asking such boring questions, why don't you go and see what I'll give you. Charms textbook."

Draco pouted in disappointment at his father's answer.However, seeing Lucius looking at him, not joking, he could only resign with some regret, "Yes, Dad." Then he turned and walked towards his own bedroom.

On the side, Narcissa, who directed the house elf to iron the suit that Lucius was going to wear the next day, quietly watched this rare time when Lucius refused Draco.

Others may not know it, but she does.Lucius also fell in love with the sport when he was a junior at Hogwarts, and even joined the Quidditch team in his second year for this reason.He became an official Slytherin house beater in his third year.

However, the fate between Lucius and Quidditch only ended in his third year.

In his fourth year, he gave up participating in that year's Quidditch House Cup in order to prepare for a presentation at an international academic conference on magic.At the beginning of the fifth grade, he was forced to assume the responsibility of the head of the Malfoy family.

After that, as the patriarch of a pure-blood leading family, Lucius never played in person, nor played any Quidditch matches.

Only when he accompanied Draco to watch the Quidditch World Cup occasionally, his incisive analysis and sharp predictions could prove that he once deeply loved this thing.