[HP]Helen Pan

"Of course not!" Draco cursed and kissed him again, this time not tenderly but fiercely.In the second kiss, I found the taste of the old Draco.That kind of domineering and self-willedness can even be called rude, and you even wonder if he will bite you or swallow you.

I've always thought that Draco's domineering willfulness is similar to a child's possessiveness, and after a lapse of a year, he is still so eager to prove that he has the initiative in kissing.This feeling of familiarity and intimacy made me want to laugh, and I really couldn't control my own laughter in the end. The laughter overflowing from the gap between my lips and tongue seemed to have changed a bit, but De Raco paused, then bit my lower lip in frustration and stopped.

Draco pushed away a little, but still held my face in his hands, which forced me to face him, but those gray-blue eyes that were angry, annoyed and aggrieved made me even more uncontrollable Laugh out loud.He let go of his hand, and leaned against a big tree on the side as if dejected, and then squinted at me and asked, "What's so funny! You think kissing me is a funny thing." matter?"

"It's actually not bad." After I finally stopped laughing, I wiped my mouth with my hand, then gave Draco a teasing look, and said meaningfully, "It feels good, just like getting up and brushing your teeth." Same."

Draco glared at me dumbfoundedly, and lowered his head as if he was going to be angry, and laughed. He turned his head to the side in frustration and began to drink the wine one gulp after another.The night was very cold, which made Draco, whose whole face was flushed and hot even the roots of his ears were flushed, like a natural heating body, which made people approach him unconsciously.

Slowly, Draco's movements began to become a little sluggish, as if under the influence of alcohol.He was looking at me with the bottle, but I wasn't sure if he was looking at me because his eyes looked empty, like he was looking over my shoulder at something behind me.I felt that I couldn't let him drink like this anymore, so when he raised his glass next time, I reached out and snatched the bottle from his hand.

"Enough! Look at yourself, you're like an alcoholic now!" I held the bottle in my hand, and looked up and down Draco's embarrassing drunkenness.His pale face was flushed unnaturally, his mouth was full of alcohol, and the heat of alcohol seemed to emerge from every pore on his body.

Draco didn't reply to my reprimand, he just looked at me in silence, his eyes blurred and sad, such a rare silence made me feel extremely awkward.I picked up the bottle in my hand and took a sip of the cold but hot whiskey into my mouth, and wiped my mouth to wipe off the remaining liquor.

"Say something..." I stretched out my hand and pushed Draco, but I didn't dare to look at his expression, "Anything is fine." As I spoke, I lifted the bottle again, but this time Draco Laco snatched it back.

Draco held the wine bottle but didn't drink it. He rubbed the mouth of the bottle with his thumb. After a moment of silence, he sighed. The white breath from his mouth melted into the dark night and disappeared in a blink of an eye. I heard his voice.

"I'm trying to understand you, and your society." After a long silence, he said, tired and helpless in his tone.

"Huh?" I was a little surprised, and turned my head to look at him, thinking that such an arrogant person like him should not care to understand the low-level Muggle society in his eyes.

"Strange?" Draco turned his head to look at me, his eyes narrowed as if smiling, contemptuously.Then he stared at the woods soaked in the night in front of him, the sound of the wind mixed with his hoarse voice sounded as attractive as a flower with deadly poison, "On last summer vacation, I dressed myself up as a Muggle, trying to fit into Muggle society." He said with a sneer, as if telling a hilarious joke, "But, but at first I couldn't even get into the subway station. The subway? I thought it wasn't at first It's not a big deal, but I realized it when I actually saw it..." He paused, and then continued, "Hogwarts Express, steam engine, I just realized that the means of transportation we are using has already The Muggles that we look down on have been eliminated for many years. The bug-like Muggles that wizards look down on have actually left us far behind us a long, long time ago." When he said this, Draco looked fierce, as if he wanted to crush something.

I was speechless for a while, not knowing what to say.I stretched out my hand and gently stroked Draco's back, he avoided it stiffly, and then pulled my hand over and held it tightly, with such force that my bones ached.And then I suddenly remembered that time when I happened to run into Draco while picking out a present for my mother, and he looked normal and acted like a real Muggle.

By this time he had integrated into Muggle society?

I suddenly felt a little depressed, why didn't Draco come to me then?At least I can still make him a leader of Muggle society.

"I also read a lot." Draco said again, and at the same time squeezed my hand a little tighter, "About...historical..." As he said, he turned his head to look at me with a certain expression in his eyes. Bitterly, "After reading it, I can't even guess what kind of eyes you are looking at me with. Is it ridicule? Or is it pity?"

Just when I had no time to say anything, Draco continued on his own, "Then I wondered, was what I did wrong?"

"What?" I feel like I can't keep up with Draco's thinking now.

"If the wizarding world will really develop in accordance with the trajectory that the Muggle world has experienced, what am I doing now? If the family honor I worked so hard to maintain will eventually be lost in the hands of my children and grandchildren, then my present Where is the devotion reflected? Or where is the devotion of the predecessors of the Malfoy family? Did we do something wrong?" As he spoke, Draco turned to look at me with flickering eyes, "My father, in order to stick to the past, Now that he has entered Azkaban, is he doing the right thing? Should I follow his path?"

"I'm hesitant, Helen. I questioned myself every day last summer about what kind of future I want to choose. I'm afraid that if I make a wrong step, I won't be able to turn back." Saying that, Draco let go of my hand , his hanging hands were weakly placed on his knees, and he spread his hands but looked weak.

Hearing what Draco said, I felt some inexplicable throbbing in my heart, my heart was beating fast, and my blood was rushing through my blood vessels, I could even hear the sound of them rushing through my blood vessels, then I lowered my voice, and my throat He asked dryly, "Well, have you figured it out now?"

Draco turned his head and smiled at me, a hint of a smile appeared on his rosy face after drunkenness, he took my hand and pressed it on his left wrist.Then he looked up at me seriously and asked, "Want to see it?"

I realized what he was referring to, and suddenly felt hot in the palm of my hand, as if his arm was a red-hot iron plate, scorching heat.I swallowed subconsciously, then looked at Draco fixedly, and nodded.I want to see Draco's choices, I want to know, really want to know.

Draco smiled at me again, and the night wind brushed his light-colored hair against his cheeks, which made him look so beautiful, like a night elf.He pressed my hand on his cuff, and then rolled up his sleeve inch by inch.The black sleeves set off his too fair skin, making it lose its original sense of reality.As the skin slowly came out, I felt my heart almost jumped out of my throat.

"Is this true!?" I pulled Draco's wrist and even jumped up excitedly. I repeatedly rubbed my thumb against his wrist until the skin there was still red, and I couldn't believe that Draco was real. Did not join the Death Eaters.

Draco smiled at me, with a rare joy in his eyes.He slowly withdrew his hand, buttoned his cuffs, and then said, "I have been hiding for a long time, and I don't want to follow the old path of my father or other nobles. I want to finish it with my own consciousness In my future life, I hope my life will be different from the ancestors of the Malfoy family. I want to be more honorable than them. Since the family will be inherited by me sooner or later, I have to rely on my own way to revitalize him , rather than relying on other forces.”

Saying that, Draco stood up and stretched himself. He turned his head and looked at the still dimly lit castle. In the dark night, the castle had a taste of luxury, like a shining gem.

"One day, I will make those who look down on me pay the due price." Draco said so, showing his former high spirits again, "One day!"

"Yeah!" Draco's confidence infected me to a large extent, I stood beside him and looked at him and said loudly, "Draco, you can do it!"

"Then, will you stay with me?" Draco looked at me again, with a slightly trembling tone, not very confident, and even a little shy.

In an instant, I felt that my cheeks seemed to be ignited, which was amazingly hot.

I thought I should be melancholy for a while, maybe I could tell Draco to give him an answer another day, but my actions were somewhat against my will, because I stared at Draco's jewel-like eyes without hesitation He nodded emphatically.