mystery lover

"Hello, Mr. Malfoy." Charles walked to his father and brother who motioned for him to go over. Looking at Malfoy, big and small, the boy greeted him politely, "Hi, Draco."

The platinum boy also walked aside with Charles and Lucas under his father's gesture. Before that, Draco handed the gift in his hand to McAvoy in front of him.

"Happy birthday."

"Thank you."

After a simple exchange of greetings, the teenager handed Draco's gift to the house elf on the side and sent it back to his bedroom, while Charles also led the other side to the long tables on both sides of the hall, which were full of exquisite snacks and fruits.

"What would you like to drink, Draco?" the boy asked.

"Oh, just juice." When Draco finished speaking, Charles had already handed a glass of green juice to the boy.

"..." Draco.

Wait, the color of this juice seems a bit wrong?

As if he knew what the other person was thinking, Charles said with a normal expression, "It's very healthy, pure natural spinach and juice from kiwi fruit," and finally the boy added, "I thought you would like green..."

"..." Draco.

I really wanted to pick another glass...but the etiquette of the nobility restrained the platinum prince to sip the juice in his hand lightly.

A standard smile appeared on his face.

Lucas on the side also casually picked up a glass of juice, Charles thought for a while, and said to Draco beside him, "Draco, this is my friend, Lucas Till."

"Hello, Malfoy." After Charles introduced himself to the other party, Lucas very cooperatively extended his hand to the opposite boy.And Draco stretched out his right hand after a brief moment of stiffness, although the boy's voice said somewhat unnaturally, "Hello, Mr. Till."

Just when the Platinum Prince was struggling with how to face the two Hufflepuffs at the same time, although this guy named Tyre looked pretty good, when another guest that everyone was familiar with walked into the hall, the young German Laco's handsome face twisted instantly.

Why can I still see this annoying Crouch here.

"Professor Crouch." Looking at the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts who walked in from the hall, Lucas's ability to accept it was already very strong at this time, but the worry hidden in his friend's sight was getting more and more many.

"What's the matter, Draco?" Charles looked at the direction of Professor Crouch with some doubts as he saw the platinum boy's expression suddenly changed.

On the other side, Barty Crouch Jr. glanced over the three teenagers beside the long table inadvertently, oh, what a harmonious picture, Malfoy and Hufflepuff.

At this time, a lot of guests had already gathered in the lobby on the first floor, and as time went by, more and more adult wizards came forward to say hello to the youngest son of the McAvoy family one after another. Send them sincere blessings.

Just when Charles couldn't bear the froze smile on his face, the hall suddenly fell silent.

As if the pause button was pressed, this kind of atmosphere is no stranger to Charles, and often at such times, it is the adult——

When the boy's eyes followed the pure-blood wizard who was greeting him a moment ago and turned to the door, a person that Charles least expected appeared so naturally at the door of the hall where there was still a little bit of sunlight.

The boy's pupils almost dilated instantly the moment he saw the man's face.

Lucas, who had been standing beside Charles, was also infected by such a quiet atmosphere. It seemed that everyone was waiting for the man with black hair and black eyes at the door.

In such an unusual atmosphere, Lucas first saw the shocked look on his friend's face, and when Lucas was still thinking about who the man standing at the door was, Charles beside him had already He walked towards the other party, and the speed was getting faster and faster, and in the end he almost ran in front of the man.

Up to now, if Lucas still can't guess the identity of the other party, it will be a waste of his roommates with Charles for so many years. The look on the young man's face is clearly only when he mentions Mr. Tom Riddle the flying.

It's just...how is this possible? !Lucas was still shocked by this fact.

And when Lucas saw the adoration and fiery look on Draco's face next to him, and the reactions of the surrounding guests to the appearance of this man that should never have been shown, Lucas again Once and for all, I was horrified by the faint thought in my heart.

"Tom!"

The boy ran so fast that he almost threw himself into the man's arms at the end, and Voldemort always had a gentle smile on his face, and he took the boy who couldn't stop into his arms.

"Happy birthday, Charles."

The man's deep and melodious voice rang in the boy's ears, until he clearly felt the temperature and breathing of the person in front of him, the boy's nerves that were tense because of the man's appearance gradually slowed down, but his heartbeat But still violently.

"Tom..."

Charles raised his head and blinked in disbelief, it was really Tom, he really came back.

"Why such an expression?" Voldemort asked knowingly with a smile, took the boy's right hand with one hand, and just like that, pulled his boy to walk towards the center of the hall calmly.

"I thought... I thought I would never see you again." The boy's voice was as small as a mosquito.It was only when Charles felt the gaze and bright lights around him that he realized that he was still at this birthday party held for him, and Tom walked in holding his hand like this——

The boy's expression can almost be described as wonderful.

In the middle of the hall, Voldemort stopped in his tracks, turned around and faced the boy in front of him, and asked softly, "Why do you have such an idea?"

Standing in the most eye-catching position, even though he was clearly aware of the situation at the moment, Charles still couldn't take his eyes off the man in front of him. For the first time, for the first time, he happily and excitedly accepted the perverse behavior of this bastard-like man. behavior.

I don't want to think about anything...

The moment he saw Tom, his mood was the truest confession.

"You don't know." Charles said angrily.He actually made himself worry for so long, and he was unwilling to reply to him even a letter. Thinking of this, the dissatisfaction in the young man's heart also increased. Why did he fall in love with such a bastard man?

Listening to the boy's questioning, Voldemort's eyes fell on the boy's face, the moment the eyes met.

"Char, as I said, with me here, you don't have to worry about anything, I will take care of everything."

The man's voice was soft and soft as usual, and each word fell on the young man's heart, but it caused huge ripples.

"Tom..."

"I think——now, my lovely Charle, I should take a little time to accept your birthday present?"

While Voldemort was speaking, he had already taken out a box emitting a faint blue light in his hand.

At the moment when he heard the birthday gift, the boy felt his chest stagnate obviously, with some joy and some unknown emotions, and he even had some difficulty breathing, just watching the man's every move like this.

"this is……?"

The boy's eyes once again revealed a look of shock and uncertainty because of the gift in Tom's hand. Similarly, the pure-blooded nobles who were not far away, when they saw the gift that their master wanted to give to the boy, they were all shocked. I felt a buzzing sound in my head.

"Slytherin's locket." Voldemort said softly, before the boy could react, he had hung the locket around the boy's neck, and finally said softly, "It belongs to you. "

Charles listened to the words in Tom's mouth, the tone of which should be so so that he almost forgot to think, his fingers trembling touched the locket on his chest, a strange feeling passed directly through his fingertips Teenager nerve endings.

Surprised by the sudden comfort, the boy let go of his hand in surprise, but couldn't help touching the locket again.

"Why..." Ignoring the sound of breathing in and out, even Charles felt a little difficult to breathe because of the preciousness of this gift.

Slytherin's locket...shouldn't it be in the hands of that lord.

The sole heir of Slytherin.

"Char." While Voldemort was speaking, one hand was already around the boy's waist, his black eyes were quietly watching the blue in the boy's eyes, "I will tell you... everything about me."

Hearing the man's voice, the boy nodded as if under the Imperius Curse.And he also noticed that it was an incredible state where no one came forward to disturb him until now.

It stands to reason that he, who has almost been marked as the lover of the Dark Lord, just appeared intimately with another man in front of all the Death Eaters or pure-blood nobles... The reaction of those guests...is too uncomfortable It's normal... Charles's thoughts of wanting to drag Tom away, who were still worried, became confused.

Although the expressions of the surrounding nobles were more or less surprised or dull, it was clearly not the emotion caused by Tom's appearance, but more like a shocked reaction caused by Tom's actions.

And...Charles also had an unknown emotion in his heart, and the young man found uncomfortably that although the nobles tried their best to conceal it, the eyes they looked at Tom clearly revealed awe and submission... …