The Magical Journey of the Platinum Spirit

It took a long time, probably because he also knew that the injury on his body was not long, so he said to Harry in an extremely awkward way as if he had compromised: Feed me!

Although he knew that Severus had resorted to his hand out of necessity, Harry was both surprised and delighted by this seemingly trusting concession.

His hand holding the potion trembled a few times before bringing the mouth of the bottle to his lips.

His lips were dry and tinged with a pale purple.Harry watched him slowly drink the potion, leaning against him as if relieved.As if he had been bewitched, he kept shifting his gaze to his moist lips stained with potion.

He is 15 years old, and he is very clear about this kind of desire.

But what is loved, what is born out of love, is not a casual game.

He had to wait, had to wait.

The Adam's apple slid up and down, and Harry forced himself to look between Severus' eyebrows and eyes, and whispered to him with his lips almost wriggling: Severus, I love you.

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39. Go home...

I'm not unhappy, Joan pouted.Just thought it was weird.

She glanced at the calm Andris and suddenly felt a little uncertain whether Draco did it on purpose, because the basis of this kiss seemed to be based on, forget it, she couldn't tell.

She stuck out her tongue at Draco without any gesture, gritted her teeth and said, "Brother, you looked like a hooligan just now."

Draco was stunned, and the wine glass that Lucius was holding almost slipped from his hand.

Ahem, Lucius looked at Joan, who was already sitting upright in his seat, with a smile on his face.She has been in good condition for the past two days, and her relationship with Draco is also developing in a good direction.Thinking of this, his eyes darkened. If Joan could really be with Draco...then, he wouldn't have to be so embarrassing and painful.

He glanced at the happy and contented Draco who was smiling. He was his son.How could he not have noticed the momentary change in Draco's body just now.

If so many things hadn't happened in the middle, that boy named Andris Maggie would be the best choice for the little princess of the Malfoy family.But now it's not just Joan's happiness that needs to be considered.Clement's strength and pressure continue to increase, how should he stabilize him?

And now Draco, he took a fixed look, he and Joan were already chatting and laughing.

These scenes that have appeared countless times in dreams are so precious.It's just that Sissy...

dad?

Lucius looked up from the daze and saw that Draco and Joan were both looking at him with their wine glasses raised. He smiled with the corners of his mouth and met Joan's puzzled eyes.

Joan, Draco, Merry Christmas.

After speaking, Lucius looked up and drank the red wine in the glass gracefully.Draco, if you love Joanne.It is necessary to do everything to work hard, and Andris has already appeared in Joan's life.If Joan doesn't love you, Dad will do everything possible to let her leave Malfoy safely.

Putting down the goblet, he cast his eyes gently on Joan again,

Joan, where are you going to school?After Christmas, you'll be ten years old.

Joan put down the goblet in his hand, and the light-colored juice swayed gently along the glass wall.

Whispered: Hogwarts.

Hogwarts, that's what Andris said in a letter to her.From now on, Malfoy was her only home.Grandma Alina and Grandpa Biedrins have resigned from their positions as the principals of the American Intercontinental School of Magic, and have traveled around the world with the expedition team for research.Enclosed is the key to the port of Lougheed Hall.

He said, JoAnn Lougheed Manor will always be your home.

Next year, brother will enter Hogwarts with you.

As if affirming something for herself, she raised her head and looked at Lucius, her gray-blue eyes seemed to have pale golden halos flowing under the light.

Dad, Hogwarts.

After finishing speaking, she lowered her head and fiddled with the knife and fork with her hands, and crystal tears flowed down her cheeks.The sound of ticking was especially clear in the quiet restaurant.Draco's and Lucius' bodies froze at that moment, stiff.Her tears fell into their hearts, leaving deep and shallow traces, which could not be wiped away in this lifetime.

I will probably spend Christmas with my father and brother in the future.

Joan said with a choked voice.

Well, Dad knows.

Lucius took Joan's words, and Angel had already told him about it in detail when he took Joan back to the manor.The Raffeds felt ashamed, and they could no longer watch Joan make difficult decisions.They think absolutely of all this, they or they, the United States or the United Kingdom, Joan can only choose one place.Ten years of nurturing couldn't hide their selfishness, and they decided to let it go.

Little princess Joan, please go back to your real home with peace of mind and live your life.

Draco got up from his chair and walked over to her, pulling Joan into his arms and letting her sob softly in his arms.Hugs are more powerful than words of comfort.

Joan, today is your first Christmas at Malfoy Manor, so you need to be pretty.They love you, want you to be happy, and don't want to see you sad because of it.

Stay here with peace of mind, this is your home.You shouldn't have any worries and troubles here,

……

Look at you, crying like a cat.

After talking a lot, Qiao An finally burst into tears.

She flung herself from Draco's arms into Lucius's, her head bobbing from side to side.There was no trace of grudge and gloom in his heart, and he said in a muffled voice with his face pressed against Lucius' chest: Dad, I'm back, really back.

She's back, she said to herself, she's back to this place her heart has approved of, she's back to these two people her heart has approved of.

For a long time, Joan raised her head from Lucius' arms with a blushing face. She was really embarrassed by crying and laughing back and forth like this.

All right, let's continue eating.Otherwise it will be cold, Kaka has spent so much effort, if we don't move, it will be very sad.

With a smile, Draco stroked Joan's head with his hand, which he had wanted to do for a long time.

After listening to Draco's words, Joan looked at the dishes on the table, and then looked back at Kaka who was looking at her with tears in her eyes, feeling a little guilty for no reason.

Seeing the three of them sitting down and continuing to eat, Kaka seemed to be about to cry before she retracted it.

After eating, Draco and Lucius watched Joan go upstairs and disappear around the corner.She stood on the stairs and smiled back to say good night to them, and made an appointment with Draco to open the presents tomorrow morning.They stood there in silence for a long time, until Kaka appeared in the hall from Joan's bedroom and told them that the young lady had fallen asleep.

Draco shifted his gaze from the winding ornate staircase to his father, but Lucius once again had that reserved smile that was calm, proud and elegant on the outside, impeccable but strangely distant.

Draco, with that ornate cane in his hand.Look indifferent.

Father?

Draco, if you love Joanne.It is necessary to do everything to work hard, and Andris has already appeared in Joan's life.If Joan doesn't love you, Dad will do everything possible to let her leave Malfoy safely.

After telling Draco again what he said silently before the meal, he glanced at it, and Draco, who looked somewhat cautious and somewhat puzzled, stopped his question again.

Don't ask anything, just do what you want.Ask your own heart, what are you thinking about?As for the rest, everything is up to me.I, Lucius, are a father first, and a Malfoy second.

After speaking, regardless of Draco's expression, Lucius turned around and stepped up the stairs step by step.Walk on the section of the road that Joan just walked. He can't remember how long he hasn't walked this section of the road quietly.Apparition, port keys, these things that created more convenience, it has been too long since he has walked this road that he has walked so many times in peace.

Sissy, did you see our daughter came home.

She is exactly the same as you were when you were young, no, she is much more well-behaved than you were then.

When you were ten years old, under the protection of Bella, you encouraged those little gentlemen who liked you to beat Sirius.I was always restless, even after I got married and became my wife and mother.Nor did you get rid of your jumpy temperament.

Lucius stood on the platform where Joan turned his head to say good night to them, and looked back at his son with an inexplicable expression under the light.Draco, don't let me and your mother down.After reading this sentence, he fixed another glance at his son standing silently in the hall, and turned to leave.

disappointment?The cane in Lucius' hand disappeared at some point, his empty left hand was turned behind his back, and his right hand rested on the golden guardrail next to the stairs.

Don't let yourself down?Lucius was silent in his heart, and the tears and laughter on his face were inexplicably sad.Probably even he himself didn't know what not to let himself down.He has seen Draco's growth all the way. Because of guilt and obsession, he kept forcing himself to become stronger and grow up until today.

However, he hasn't said anything these years.The last hug I gave him was when he was six years old.

At that time, he had just lost his mother, and he had lost his mother for a whole year.