[HP] Platinum Children

Regarding Draco's question, Andrea didn't intend to talk too much, she asked instead: "Shouldn't you be cautious when facing someone you can't see, and you don't know who the other person is?"

Draco frowned: "But, this is Hogwarts."

Andrea slowly unfolded the white gauze fan in her hand, and said with a soft smile, "Even if it's Hogwarts, so what? To me, there is no place in this world other than Malfoy Manor. Absolutely safe."

Draco frowned again, but said nothing more.

He looked around and changed the question: "When you just came in, your place was quite messy. What's the matter? What happened?"

Speaking of this question, Andrea's pacified anger flared up again.

She tightened the fan, threw it on the coffee table casually, and made a loud "snap" to let Draco fully understand how angry Andrea had been before.

Andrea sneered, "Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just that some people thought Malfoy could be bullied and wanted to use me as a weapon. But, it's all right now!"

Draco looked at the white gauze fan still on the coffee table, and said soothingly, "Don't be angry. It's not very Slytherin to be angry. It's punishing yourself with other people's mistakes. If you want to fix someone, I will definitely help you."

Andrea picked up the milk glass, took a sip of milk, stained her red lips a little, licked her lips, and replied, "You're right! Those clowns of mine are not worthy of me. Angry. Then again, why are you willing to help me?"

Draco's eyes moved slightly, and he sighed softly: "I've already said the reason, because I want you to be my sister..."

Andrea tilted her platinum-blonde head, her long platinum-blonde hair was hanging to one side due to her movements, making people think she was innocent and cute, but her eyes were flickering and changing. Unpredictably, she asked softly, "Are you serious?"

Draco sat upright, straightened his back, and said seriously: "I'm serious. I liked you very much when I saw you, and I thought you should be my sister by nature. I want to love you and protect you .”

Andrea picked up the white gauze fan on the coffee table, slowly unfolded it, covering half of her face, and said slowly: "I believe your words. Since I saw you, you have been taking care of me, I can feel it Yes. Your heart is real, and I can feel it. I like you too. I have never tried to accept someone so quickly and like someone. But, Draco, you know Malfoy Do you know what Malfoy means to the wizarding world? Do you know what Malfoy pays attention to when it has been passed down for thousands of years? Malfoy is a pure-blood family that has been passed down for thousands of years. In Malfoy's eyes, blood is the most important thing. The most important thing. Your surname is Smith, which is not included in "Born Noble, A Wizarding Genealogy", so it can be seen that you are not a pure blood... Sometimes, sincerity may not be reciprocated - Malfoy's relatives — at least it has to be pure blood — can we be friends, okay?”

Draco looked at Andrea, whose facial expression was covered by the fan of roses, and he clenched his hands involuntarily, his knuckles turning white.

Andrea's words, like a sharp sword, pierced straight into Draco's heart, making him bitter and painful - he has lost his qualifications, he has lost forever to be Andrea's brother Qualifications!

Andrea was born a noble Malfoy, a Malfoy who stands at the top of the wizarding world and looks down on all beings, but he is no longer Malfoy, he has no noble surname, no noble blood, he is just an ordinary From Malfoy's point of view, it was a humiliation to Malfoy to recognize this ordinary boy as his elder brother.

Draco stood up, his face was pale, and he forced a smile: "I'm the one who climbed up. I'm sorry, I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave first."

"Wait!" Andrea put down her fan and took Draco's hand.Draco's cold fingertips were gently held by warm hands, and Draco's astringent and painful heart seemed to ease a little.

He lowered his head and looked at her.

Andrea raised her head slightly, her gray eyes were as clear as water, but Draco saw a bit of sadness in her eyes.She said softly: "I'm sorry for hurting you. Since I was a child, I wished to have an older brother. Then, my older brother could inherit Malfoy, and I could be Andrea happily, and be a mother and father." Little princess, little princess to be my brother. But, I don't, I was born as Malfoy's heir, because my parents told me that they would not have any more children, so I have to learn a lot-whether I like it or not I like those things..." When Andrea said this, her voice was a little bit bitter: "You don't know the pressure of an heiress. Compared with a boy, I need to learn more... Draco, to be my brother is not only to love and protect me, but more importantly, he can stand in front of me and take on Malfoy's burden...you can't do that at all, can you?"

"I..." Draco's heart was clogged badly, he sighed softly, half a smile but not a cry, deep sorrow lingered in his body, unable to dissipate: "Even if I can do it, I can't do it." Not eligible, are you?"

"If you don't have Malfoy's blood on your body, even if I am willing to give you this qualification, it is just a reminder. My father will not allow you to live."

Draco knew what Andrea meant, and Lucius would not let Andrea be emotional.To Lucius, he was just Draco Smith, an ordinary wizard without a noble surname, but he made Malfoy's heir depend on him, and even let him intervene in Malfoy - based on what he knew about his father , he will definitely kill him.

They were silent, no one spoke.The factors in the air seemed to be frozen, making people feel tight in the chest.

Under the quiet candlelight, the platinum boy is standing and the platinum girl is sitting. They look at each other and hold each other's hands. One hand is warm and the other is cold. However, the warm hand cannot make the cold fingertips feel cold. warm up.The distance between them is very close, but they all know that at this moment, their hearts are far away.

"It's because I don't know myself." Draco closed his eyes, pressed the bitterness and pain into his heart, and broke the silence: "It's late, I should go back and rest."

"Can't we be friends?" Andrea suddenly clenched Draco's hand tightly.

"But, I just want to be your brother." Draco broke away from Andrea's hand.

Lost Malfoy's surname, lost Malfoy's blood, if I stay away from Malfoy, I can barely comfort myself, I am blessing you from afar.However, if you let me be by your side, but guard the boundaries and distances of friends, I can't do it!

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