HP, don't come here

38,

Draco curled into your arms and complained loudly as soon as he was back in the lounge.

"I almost got my head bitten off! You're chatting with that man!"

You apologize while casting a Healing Charm on his arm.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I know I'm wrong, all my mistakes are my fault... In fact, that semi-bald man is also at fault."

Then he was glared at by Draco, and immediately sat upright.

"No, it's all my fault!"

"He almost killed me! You don't care about me!"

"How could it be! You wait until I teach you the instigmatism and let you take a look at me, I am full of you!"

"Little Rose~"

"Little baby~"

"Dear~"

"Little... little golden retriever?"

"You're finished! You're going to lose me soon!" Draco pinched your left cheek viciously, and you immediately raised your hands.

"I apologize! I plead guilty! I deserve death!"

……

Later in the conversation with Dumbledore,

After Harry explained what happened, Headmaster Dumbledore opened a lemon sherbet and looked at him with a smile.

"It's a wonderful adventure, isn't it?"

Harry nodded: "But Headmaster, I still have a little doubt."

Dumbledore looked up at Harry encouragingly.

"If you don't mind, can you talk to me, a curious little old man?"

"When Tom met me, he asked me a question. He asked me...Dumbledore has chased Malfoy..."

Headmaster Dumbledore: ?

"Son, who are you talking about... um..."

The white-haired old man spoke with difficulty

"Should we always allow the Dark Lord to have a little - love - of his own?"

Harry:?

"Of course, Harry, after going through such a big battle, you really need a good rest. Of course, if you are willing to help me tell Aubrey, I will be very grateful to you if you are willing to tell Aubrey that the tears of the phoenix cannot heal bruises." Dumbledore Lido winked playfully.

"Fox hasn't smiled in days."

Although Harry racked his brains, he couldn't figure out what Fox looked like when he laughed.

39,

The second year was over quickly, and Slytherin won the house cup again without incident.

You helped Draco spread blueberry jam on his bread while he beamed and told you about the beautiful white peacock at Malfoy Manor.

"They are so beautiful! No one can refuse them! You must come to the holiday party!"

It wasn't until Draco opened the letter from his father that he suddenly fell silent. He folded the letter and stuffed it back into the envelope, and continued to discuss with you as if nothing had happened.

Your gaze falls briefly on the rose-stamped envelope, then on him.

"it is good."

On the Hogwarts Express, several children from pure-blood families began to chat enthusiastically about their holiday arrangements.

They also occasionally asked about your holidays, after all they did have a lot of doubts because of your last name.

It seems that you have nothing to do with Dumbledore, but your excellent or even exceptional grades in various subjects are enough for them to accept you.

But for more than a year they haven't asked any information about which estate you live in, or your family relationship.

Draco was indeed very curious about these things, especially after you were together, his curiosity could hardly be concealed.

"You can't stop seeing me for the whole vacation, can you? Where do you live?"

You gave him a funny look: "Where do you want me to live? Besides, of course I will find you."

"So mysterious?" Draco glared at you dissatisfied.

You have no choice but to reach out and pull out the house purchase related information from the dozen newspapers and magazines sent by the owl of Malfoy's family, and open it: "How about this one?"

Draco laughed angrily at you, stretched out his hand and pushed away the magazine you pushed past: "Okay, okay, Miss Secret!"

No matter how you explain it, Mr. Crooked just can't believe that you really don't have a manor in England, and you really don't believe that you are really asking him if he likes buying this.

You really don't know what to say to these pureblood kids about your vacation plans.

Did you tell them your vacation was a sneak peek at Malfoy Manor?

40,

You can see Draco's parents as soon as you get out of the car, they are too conspicuous in the crowd.

Lucius has the same meticulously groomed blond hair as Draco, the obviously unfriendly eyes after seeing you and Draco coming out together, and the fingers rubbing the top of the snake-headed scepter.

Standing beside him is of course Narcissa, Madam Malfoy, she stood there dignifiedly smiling at Draco, and didn't give you any glances.

Draco ticked your fingers quietly, and whispered to you: "Be sure to write to me, Aubrey." Then he walked to his parents.

You met Lucius' gaze without hesitation, and smiled.

The three blondes feel like family when you pass them, but the only communication you have with each other is a kiss.

Although Draco didn't say anything, the fact that he walked away from your side quickly meant that he didn't want you to come forward to say hello.

The fact that Draco and you are in love is not a secret in the whole of Hogwarts, especially in Slytherin, where almost all of them are the children of Ministry of Magic officials.

Lucius knew the news almost immediately, and Draco's letters were also sent to him one after another.

Lucius was annoyed by Draco's utterly thoughtless behavior, especially since the rest of the Ministry kept teasing him about it.

Although this Dumbledore has excellent grades beyond the scope of teaching, but without any family background, Draco, as the future head of the Malfoy family, is actually so serious about this relationship, and is eager to get him and Narcissa's love. recognized.

Stupid.

His reply to Draco only replied to the news outside of Draco's relationship, and told him in passing that he and Narcissa would pick him up when he returned home.

"I hope that Mr. Malfoy Jr. will not do anything against the honor of the Malfoy family on platform nine and three-quarters, and don't embarrass your parents."

After Draco returned to Malfoy Manor and mentioned Aubrey repeatedly, but was ignored by Lucius again and again, Draco finally knelt in front of Lucius.

He choked up: "Why can't you listen to what I'm saying?"

Lucius didn't give his stupid son who was obsessed with the young girl a look, and continued to flip through the papers in his hand, after a long time.

"Then you stay here for a while until you understand your stupid, hopeless idea."

He walked out of the study and closed the door of the study.

Draco knelt stubbornly.