Dark Lord, please let go

"Tom? Is he not with you?" Devlin glanced behind Draco and found that Tom was not in the direction of the bedroom.

Devlin wrinkled his nose and lowered his voice, "Don't tell me, you two are fighting again?"

"Baby Devlin, don't say such idiots." Kassim rolled his eyes at Devlin before looking at Draco, "We didn't see Tom—" He paused, then added Said: "I haven't seen it all morning."

Draco can already confirm that Tom didn't come home overnight, damn it, he went out at night in the first grade, he should have been caught by Pringle (administrator) and fined him a month's labor service by the way, and that idiot Ravenclaw for company.

Seeing Draco frowning in a bad mood, Kasim could only suggest to go to the restaurant for breakfast, Draco and Tom's matter, Kasim didn't want to get involved at all.

By the time the few of them reached the dining room, Draco's anger had risen to another level.Tom was sitting at the long table in Slytherin, having a casual breakfast, and not far from him, Abraxas was also there.

As if sensing Draco's gaze, Abraxas, who was cutting the pumpkin pie, turned his head around and nodded at Draco.

If Kasim hadn't tugged Draco, I'm afraid he would have been staring at Tom from the door of the restaurant.Throwing the schoolbag roughly on the bench next to Tom, Draco sat down without even looking at Tom.

"Good morning, Draco." Tom wiped his mouth and greeted Draco with narrowed eyes.

Draco scooped up a spoonful of mashed potatoes and put them on his plate, "I thought I'd hear this greeting in my dorm, Mr. Riddle."

"Obviously not—" Tom turned his head to look at Draco, who was exuding the aura of 'don't mess with me, I'm angry', raised his eyebrows, and pointed out shamelessly, "You're angry because I didn't Go back to the bedroom?"

"I'm not angry because you didn't go back to the dormitory." Draco deliberately suppressed his anger, he didn't want to attract the attention of the other Slytherin students.

"What's that? Don't say you can't sleep without me, Draco."

"..." Draco couldn't help grinding his teeth, he realized that his teeth were in urgent need of health care after meeting Tom. "Come on, you know why I'm angry."

of course I know.Tom was sure, but Draco didn't want to have too much contact with Abraxas Malfoy at all, or in other words, Draco couldn't keep his calm every time in front of Abraxas.

"I wasn't with Abraxas, we separated after only chatting for a while." Tom didn't know why he had to explain to Draco, but he had already done so by the time he realized it.

"Stop making excuses, Mr. Riddle." Draco said coldly, "You haven't come back all night."

"Of course, I just didn't come back, but I wasn't with Abraxas. Put away your useless conjectures, those are not facts at all Draco." Tom fiddled with the pie on the plate with a fork , It seems that there is no appetite at all.

Listening to Tom's explanation, Draco snorted coldly and turned his head to indicate that the conversation was over.

During this period, Devlin and Kasim, who were sitting on the side, acted as if they hadn’t heard a thing, just staring at the food on the long table and eating gracefully. It wasn’t until Tom and Draco stopped talking that they refocused their eyes. back on them.

"Tom, are you busy lately? We never see you." Devlin swallowed the food in his mouth and complained dissatisfied.

Tom looked at Devlin who was sitting across from him with a smile, "No, it's just that Professor Slughorn asked me to help him process some potion materials."

"Professor Slughorn?" Kassim also joined the discussion, "Oh, that's too bad Tom, those sticky potion ingredients." While talking, Kassim made an unappetizing The expression made Devlin chuckle all the time.

While chatting, there was a "fluttering" sound from outside the restaurant. It was time to deliver a letter, and a group of owls flew in from outside the restaurant.

Draco glanced and then looked away, no one was bringing him all kinds of delicious sweets and treats now, and he no longer saw the familiar golden eagle of the Malfoy family.

As soon as he finished slandering in his heart, he saw a golden eagle thumping and landed on the dining table in front of him. The package tied under the golden carving was so long that it overturned all the dishes on the table.

"Oh, bloody stupid bird!"

"Merlin, my robe!"

The young Slytherins around who were affected immediately complained.

"..." Draco looked at the golden eagle that was familiar but not in his impression speechlessly, and then pointed to the position of Abraxas, "Idiot, you sent it to the wrong place."

The golden eagle was obviously not instigated by Draco, seeing that Draco didn't untie the package, he pecked hard on his hand. "Oh, damn it!" Draco withdrew his right hand that was pecked by the golden eagle, the red mark was very obvious on the white hand, he was pecked hard.

Tom wiped away the juice that splashed on his face in distaste, and said, "Draco, I'm afraid this is for you."

"Impossible!" Draco immediately denied, this is obviously the golden eagle of the Malfoy family, although he is also Malfoy now, but obviously he is not the one living in the manor, how could he receive the package from the Malfoy family.

The package was very long, and the golden eagle began to groan impatiently.

"Oh, I think, this should really be your package, Draco." Devlin stared at the name on the package carefully, then pointed to the cursive words on it and said, "There is your package on it." Name, Draco Malfoy."

Kasim also leaned forward, "Oh, yes, but—" He narrowed his blue eyes, "Why did the golden eagle of the Malfoy family give you something?"

"How would I know!" Draco rolled his eyes, and then took the package off the golden eagle's lap. The golden eagle lowered its head and took a sip of the juice in Draco's glass as if relieved. flew away.

"What is it?" Tom squinted his obsidian-like eyes, and glanced at Abraxas who was sitting not far away, "What did Abraxas give you?"

Draco's hand tearing open the package paused for a moment before he said lazily, "How do you know it was given to me by Abraxas? Maybe it was old Malfoy."

"Don't be stupid, old Malfoy looked at you like an idiot that day." Tom chuckled and joined in tearing the package.

After all the parchment wrapped outside was torn off, Draco's expression froze for a moment.It was a broomstick, brand new, with long, straight twigs at the end and neatly trimmed.

"Oh, Merlin, this is Comet 180, the broom just released by Comet Trading Company this year, Merlin, it's so beautiful." Kasim's eyes seemed to be shining, he gently touched the Comet 180, and didn't want to let go.

Draco pursed his lips. Originally, after joining the Quidditch team, the Quidditch captain planned to buy a new broom for Draco out of his own pocket, but Draco refused. The pride of the Malfoy family made him rather Use the school's tattered broom and don't want to accept other people's handouts.But now this one is obviously given to him by the Malfoy family. Of course it is not the old Malfoy who can do this. Thinking of the expression on his great-grandfather that day, Draco dared to bet that his great-grandfather had a terrible impression of him .

Thinking of this, Draco turned his head to look at Abraxas, and Abraxas was also smiling at Draco, and he even raised the juice in his hand.

Oh, it sure was Abraxas.Draco groaned in his heart. Although he was his grandfather, it was understandable to give gifts to his grandson, but at this time he was not born at all, okay, they are just classmates now.

Forget it, it was Malfoy's money anyway, and that was mine too.Draco kept comforting himself in his heart.

Tom pulled a card out of a pile of scraps of paper, glanced at it and handed it to Draco, "For you."

Taking the card from Tom, Draco looked carefully at the cursive lettering on the card. There was only one sentence on it: "Use it well to win the game - am".

Short for Abraxas Malfoy, Draco had given up on it.

I don't know why Abraxas gave him the broomstick, but Draco decided to accept it. After all, this is the best broom now, and it was a gift from his grandfather.

The long Slytherin table was already buzzing with this expensive gift, and anyone could tell that the presenter belonged to the Malfoy family.

And Singleton had already walked over from the original position, he looked at Draco in surprise, "Oh, that's great Draco, you have a new broom." He said while holding Draco Laco, "There is team training this afternoon, don't forget, I will introduce other players to you then."

"Of course, I won't forget training." Draco smirked at Singleton.

He needed to get the broomstick back to the Slytherin dormitory now instead of continuing to be stared at at breakfast time.

"I'll go back to the dormitory, Devlin, please help me take my schoolbag to the Transfiguration classroom." Draco greeted Devlin, and stood up holding Tom's wrist.

Tom raised an eyebrow and looked at Draco questioningly.

"Oh, I don't think you'd mind going with me, Tom."

"Of course I don't mind." Tom raised an eyebrow and said goodbye to Devlin and Kassim with a smile.

After leaving the restaurant, Draco let go of Tom's hand. "Where did you go last night? If you weren't with Abraxas." He continued to ask Tom without giving up.

"Oh, Draco, can't you be as curious as a stupid Gryffindor?" Tom looked sideways at Draco who was stroking his broomstick, trying to refuse to answer.

"If you don't tell me—" Draco stopped, smirking and pulling an unbearable aria, "then you won't be able to travel safely at night from now on."