Fascinated

Early the next morning, Joshua knocked on Draco's door with a drowsy head—oh, God, he had a nightmare all night because of the sudden letter that was not less powerful than a nuclear bomb. He was stabbed with sharp and harsh words by an enraged Draco... riddled with holes, he almost died on the spot.The tone that makes people want to jump off Mount Nevis is exactly the same as that of Professor Snape, obviously he has such a dreamy mouth...

Can't you just learn from Jack...

The mouth is so poisonous, go single for the rest of your life.

Joshua rubbed his sore arm and muttered and stood at the door waiting for a response from inside, but surprisingly, Draco's voice didn't sound for a long time.He couldn't help knocking on the door again - after half a minute, there was still no response.

With a sudden heartbeat, Joshua couldn't help frowning.He yelled "I'm coming in" and went straight in - it was clean inside, and the owner of the room had obviously not returned all night.

After a little thought, Joshua turned around and went back to his room - the mobile phone signal was normal, the mailbox was clean, and the system did not push any danger alerts.This may show that Draco is safe, and Joshua will definitely receive the news as soon as possible if he has any condition.So—Joshua pursed his lips—Draco was most likely still in the Avengers Tower or at the... scene.

Things look very tricky.But with Captain Stark and Rogers around, Draco shouldn't be hurt too much as a minor.

Feeling a little anxiety, Joshua rubbed his forehead, and walked downstairs slowly - a tuft of platinum-blonde hair lay limply on the arm of the sofa.

With a pause in his footsteps, Joshua's eyes widened immediately, and then he turned over and jumped down the stairs directly, and stepped forward quickly - the guy who made him worry folded his hands on his chest, and was resting with his eyes closed.A pair of long legs curled up on the sofa aggrievedly, the silver-green expensive slim-fit shirt was full of wrinkles, the tie had long since disappeared, and one button of the cuffs was rolled up between the wrists and the other was directly torn into strips.

Merlin, he looked as embarrassed as he was when he was crushed and beaten by Voldemort.

But at least there are no missing arms or legs.

Joshua patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, and stepped forward to put a blanket on Draco. Draco, who was half asleep and half awake, rubbed the furry corners and buried half of his face in it, only revealing a pair of blankets underneath. A piece of blue and black eyes.

The wrinkled Slytherin looked tired and haggard, and there was nothing 'noble' about it.

It took only one night to solve the aliens that appeared in the New York City area. It is conceivable that this is not an easy task.There may be annoying battle meetings, or extremely dangerous battles, etc...

A trace of distress appeared on Joshua's face, and he stretched out his hand to squeeze the back of Draco's hand, relieved that the other party's normal body temperature.Then he stood up straight, thought for a while, turned around and took out the soup that was warm in the pot last night, and turned back to wake Draco up to rest after drinking.But the outstretched hand was quickly grabbed before it even touched Draco's arm——

"Merlin..." Draco pressed his temples/acupoints with a headache, held Joshua's palm on his chest with one hand, half-closed his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Joshua, look I've been working all night for those goddamn primates, so let me get a good night's sleep."

"You need something to eat."

Joshua pulled his wrist back, staring at Draco's tired face that couldn't be concealed—it occurred to him that Draco rarely told the people around him what family or college or other messy honor he was doing for Malfoy. How much effort has been put in.Whether he was still studying all kinds of magic late at night or cruelly throwing himself into dangerous places for exercise, Draco never complained about it or muddled through under the blessing of his family.

This famous young master Malfoy is always so calm.

Erudite, powerful, noble, and, oh, venomous.

The only gaffe I can remember was the night before Voldemort's attack, when Joshua hurried from the lobby to the cellar in search of Draco - what he found was a drenched, rage-filled creature soaked in a black lake - More to his own Draco, during their less than pleasant conversation, Draco threw aside his polite manners and yelled at Joshua for the first time since school—

"It protects you at all!"

In fact, Joshua was quite angry when he heard this sentence. Although he is a scumbag with low grades in all subjects, it does not mean that he really can only be slaughtered by others and needs his peers to protect himself desperately.Moreover, the words that Draco shouted did not help the problems they had to deal with at that time. He could not do any harm to the Dark Lord in his existence or death. According to the prophecy, everyone should do their best to protect Potter. right.So he directly refuted him——

"You should protect Hogwarts and Potter."

He can clearly describe Draco's stiff expression at that moment. He has such a gloomy face that can scare everyone to tears. Voldemort was completely wiped out - of course, there are still many wizards killed here.

Draco didn't speak to Joshua for more than a month after the battle.Well, in fact, he really didn't have time to chat with Joshua.After Voldemort's death, the ensuing reckoning, the rebuilding of Hogwarts, and the many meetings with the British government required the presence of this man - the wizarding world will one day be exposed, and with The pure-blood lineage is gradually thinning out, and the clear-headed pure-blood families all know that they need to change their thinking. Before everyone else, Malfoy must find reliable allies to consolidate his position.

During that time, Joshua, who felt that his tone had hurt Draco's face too much and wanted to apologize, couldn't find him at all.

Maybe it was because his gaze was too focused when he was thinking, the other protagonist in the memory frowned, and opened his eyes again with an unsightly expression.He blinked, managed to recover a bit of sobriety, raised his eyelids and glanced lazily at Joshua in a daze, and slowly sat up—"Where's your schoolbag? I'll take you to school."

"I'll go there by myself." Joshua regained his senses and stuffed the water glass into the hand of Draco who stretched out his hand to pour water, and looked at Draco hesitantly - he didn't know what he said at this time Isn't it a good time.But if you don't say it, that gentleman will come tomorrow.

Joshua's tangled expression naturally did not escape Draco's eyes. He slowly put down the water glass, licked the corners of his lips, and asked lazily in a calm voice, "Suddenly so attentive," he moved his nose, " And specially stewed my favorite dish?" Draco looked suspiciously at Joshua, paused, "What trouble did you get into again?"

"God, do you think I'm a troublemaker?" Joshua frowned.

Draco rubbed his forehead, said with an emphasis, "It's business."

"It's like this..." Joshua, who was immediately cowardly, laughed dryly, and awkwardly told the story of his old mother 'sending' guests over for a visit.

"You mean, the Secretary of Security of the United States Ministry of Magic - that rigid man - Graves, is coming here?" Draco stared at Joshua with sharp eyes and a calm expression.The latter nodded awkwardly, "Yes." Joshua quickly explained, "You should remember that I rejected my mother yesterday, but it seems...to no avail...my mother has always been more...stubborn ..."

"Okay." Draco, who didn't sleep all night and got such uncomfortable news when he got home, said sarcastically, "Congratulations, Joshua, you found us another nanny." He raised his face from the A disdainful syllable was hummed in the nasal cavity, and the falcon-like face could not distinguish between emotions and anger in the shadows.

Joshua slapped his forehead with a headache - he knew Draco was going to be angry.The Slytherin was terribly territorial, and anyone who trespassed without his consent was thrown out mercilessly.

In order to prevent such an unseemly thing from happening, Joshua had no choice but to try his best to appease him, "Don't be like this Draco, Mr. Graves just came and sat for a while and left. I guarantee that the time will not exceed one, no, two or ten minutes." Joshua put his palms up against his ears and almost made a poisonous oath on the spot, "I think my mother just wants to ask him to make sure that I am really safe, and not because of this kind of thing... Well, what kind of shock did you get, or what? of."

"Very well." The expression on Draco's face became even more frightening, he nodded, and said eccentrically, "Aunt Diana doesn't trust me."

"Draco." Joshua raised his tone-what the hell is your tone of being questioned by your mother-in-law.He watched Draco look away mockingly, and groaned as if his brain would explode, "It's not trust or not, we're only 17 years old! You know, if it wasn't for Uncle Malfoy's stop, Naxi Aunt Sha can bring my mother over here in person."

"Ha, it just shows that you didn't affirm me in front of Aunt Diana." Draco hummed a weird syllable in a nasal voice, turned his face and said firmly, "You didn't explain to Aunt Diana——I totally have That ability protects you, allowing you to run rampant here like a troll."

"What?" Joshua had a 'what the fuck are you talking about' expression.

"You didn't maintain my ability to affirm me in front of Aunt Diana, that's why she was so nervous, and even entrusted an American to confirm your safety instead of contacting me." Draco, who felt that his ability was questioned, was dead Staring at Joshua, that look...

Why do I smell vinegar...

It just makes the 'book' head big...

"I want to remind you again, Draco, we are underage." Joshua said, covering his face.

Draco sneered, looking reckless.

"Well, I'm sorry that my mother let this uncle come to visit without your permission." Joshua's head was about to explode, and he let out a long groan, feeling that his appearance was like It was the poor husband who asked his wife if he could invite relatives to come and stay for a few days. He took the second step and said, "Let me make another appointment with him. If he wants to come to the cafe, he should be able to accept it."

Don't worry about being a guest at home anymore. Mathematical Olympiad questions are not so daunting.

Look at how many 'big heads' he used to describe...

But what was even more frustrating—he was horrified to see Draco look better again just as he finished speaking.This Slytherin, who turned his face faster than a book, licked the corners of his lips at Joshua, raised his eyelids and asked in a calm and satisfied tone, "What did the two men from yesterday seek you for? "

……

Joshua, who didn't want to argue with Draco anymore, frowned and told the other two troubles with a painful face.

"Joshua, you should admit it to yourself—your ability to find trouble is really top-notch." Draco looked at him, clapped his hands encouragingly, and said with a long tail, "You are simply a troublesome spirit." .As expected of Gryffindor."

Joshua shouted in feigned anger, "Draco."

Draco curled the corners of his lips, closed his eyes and leaned back relaxedly, "Just this time, never again." He closed his eyes lazily, "Now, take your schoolbag and take the bus by yourself. need a rest."

Joshua's eyes widened in surprise, experience told him.Draco's appearance is a promise.He couldn't understand the reason for Draco's change of attitude, but it was obviously not a good time to explore it now, he smiled happily, "There is breakfast on the table, it's not comfortable on the sofa, go back to bed and sleep."

Draco waved his hand casually, listening to Joshua happily humming a little tune and closing the door.Thinking of the 'home' that Joshua blurted out and smelling the aroma from the table, he couldn't help but hook his lips happily.