HP+ Miss Malfoy has green eyes

Draco came home like a walking dead, and the house-elf told him that his father was in the study.

He went, he felt a dull pain in his chest.He seemed to have become very small in an instant, only a few years old, as if he was wronged outside and wanted to go back and cry with his father. He needed to know that he had a father who could help him solve everything.

He thought ignorantly, I still have a father after all.

Lucius's blond hair is not necessarily much less than when he was young, but in terms of color, the blond hair is infinitely close to white. He is sitting at the table in a daze, feeling that his life seems to have everything, his wife , son, daughter-in-law, and even a pure-blood grandson, all of which are perfect.

Although the daughter-in-law is a little lacking-it's not a physical thing, she is just more pro-Muggles, and she is not as strict as herself and Narcissa when educating Scorpius.But in the end it is a girl from the 28 pure-blood families, the bloodline is there.Just looking at her pedigree is completely unmistakable.

He had Draco at the age of 25, and Draco had Scorpius at the age of 27. Now he is 65 years old. The old one who doesn't do anything at home.

But when he was sitting at the desk, he always felt that there should be something next to his knees.

Christy...

His little sister, except for a few minutes at Hogwarts, he hadn't seen her once since she suddenly disappeared at the age of twenty.

The white cat in his arms whined softly, and raised his eyes to look at him, as if he could see his thoughts, so he stroked her head.

This is only the second cat Draco has raised, and every time he sees the cat, he brings it back.

A cat can live for about ten years, but this is the third cat in their family.

Except for the first one which was bought by Lucius, the last two were bought by Draco himself.

When he bought a cat, he never asked the price, as long as he liked it.

When she was more than a month old, the annoying Miss II had just died a week ago. Draco saw her in the pet store and wanted to take her back almost immediately.

But she was not weaned at that time, and the shopkeeper refused to sell it even for money.So he almost counted the days to visit her every day, teasing her through the glass, talking to a litter of cats like a madman.

Pet stores have already figured out their family's preferences. The fur of cats grows longer with each generation, and the eyes are more colorful with each generation.The price is also higher with each generation.

Lucius knew why he had such a cat.

Fluffy white hair, one blue and one green eyes, she needs to be hugged when she has nothing to do, and even when she eats, she is raised so delicately that she has to be fed every mouthful.And usually this person can only be him and Draco, they seem to know who dotes on them the most in this family, no one else is allowed to touch them, only they can.

All the cats in their family didn't like Scorpius, and this one's attitude towards him could be called a special preference.

But so what?Even if they didn't like Scorpius, Draco never minded.

Scorpius always wanted to play with the previous cat when she was a child, but she ignored him. That cat was much more willful than the current one, and even scratched Scorpius.

Draco's response was to tell Scorpius not to bully her.He sometimes loves cats more than his own son.

Now the cat is very young, only two years old. When he was born, he was the most beautiful and mischievous kitten in the litter of six. When he was less than one year old, a cat could destroy an entire living room in one afternoon. .

Although she is much more well-behaved now, she still doesn't want to be touched by anyone other than him and Draco, but occasionally she is willing to let Scorpius feed her something.

However, even with such pampering and raising all the cats, Draco has always chosen nondescript names - he always calls them Miss Disgusting, and each of them has such a name.

Generation after generation, the annoying lady has aged and died.

He cries every time one dies, whether he's in his 20s or 30s.

He cried every time exactly the same as when he was 16 years old.

Yes, 16, he was a few days away from being 16 when she died.

He hadn't cried all that time.

Until the Prophet began to proclaim that Regulus Black's blood was actually Voldemort's blood, until St. Mungo's was flooded with letters and gifts from Regulus' admirers.

Draco got out of bed, went to St. Mungo's to make a fuss, and finally ate his own dinner and showered for the first time when he got home.Then he was barefoot, with water dripping from his hair, wandering around the house.

He barely ate or drank before, lost a lot of weight, and his pajamas were almost hanging on him.

And Lucius and Narcissa watched nervously as their only son walked up and down the house.

In some places he will laugh, in some places he will be silent, there are not many places to laugh, but more and more places to be silent.

At last he stopped in front of the rose bush and began to cry loudly.It was so heartbreaking that Narcissa couldn't help but hug him and cry with him.She said, "Cry it out, Draco, just cry it out..."

It was the first time he had cried since she died, on his own birthday.

The next day, Lucius went and bought him a cat himself.

He went to many pet stores, and finally even went to a Muggle, and finally brought back his first Miss Annoying.

After having a cat, he looked much better. The annoying Miss I was still very young at that time, naughty, playful, and coquettish at every turn during the day.Needing someone to be with at night, she did distract Draco a lot, leaving him no time to be in bed.

Lucius remembered checking Draco's room in the middle of the night and finding it empty.

He didn't dare to disturb Narcissa, it was rare for her to get a good night's sleep, so he searched for his son in the house in the middle of the night by himself, and finally followed the light carefully into the kitchen, and found Draco sitting in the kitchen with a saucer of milk Looking at the neck, the annoying Miss I, who was only the size of two palms at the time, was licking milk slowly.

A group of house elves looked on in horror, and she was full after a few licks, she was not hungry at all, she just wanted to toss him up to play with herself.

But as if nothing had happened, he just asked her, "Is there anything else you want?"

Of course the cat would not answer him.

So he talked to himself for a long time.

Although those words almost no one can understand his specific meaning.

The annoying lady just looked at him, but when she looked at him, he had an audience, and he could keep talking.

That's how he keeps cats.

If she wanted to sleep by his side, he would let her sleep by his side. She had just been weaned because she was very young, and she was not used to living with people. She meowed and stepped on him in the middle of the night, and he could spend the whole night tirelessly in order to appease her. Get up three or four times just to feed her or play with her.

She bites him, she scratches him and he's always with her, his wrists are always scarred at first, but he won't even raise his voice for it.

So their cats will always look spoiled.

But it’s good to be able to talk, it’s good to be able to move, it’s good to know what you want to do and do it.

After all, Lucius thought, it was good to have a cat.

He'd let his son go after that, and it was better for Draco than before.

At first, he was worried that his son would not live long like his father.

He has only one son, he cannot live without him, and he dare not disobey him.

Even if this son got into a fight with Regulus aggressively first, and then had a close personal relationship with Harry Potter later.

None of this matters, it's okay.Lucius thought.Even if he liked that Mudblood Granger...he would help his son marry her back.

Really, sometimes he'd rather Draco liked her, at least she was alive.

You can only marry living people.

It would be nice for Draco to be alive, he doesn't care much about other things, especially at that time it's always right to have a better relationship with the savior, and he almost relied on his son's relationship with Harry Potter to cleanse himself completely. He was suspected of being a Death Eater in his own family. He said that he was under the Imperius Curse, and his family was threatened, and Draco and Harry Potter exchanged information in private.

As he was thinking, Draco opened the door, looked at him sleepwalkingly, and whispered, "Dad..."

He hasn't called his daddy in years, at least since Scorpius was born and he became someone else's daddy and he doesn't think he can call his own daddy anymore.

Lucius was taken aback, thinking that his son had been under the Imperius Curse.

But it's safe now, and nothing will happen.

He comforted himself.

Draco came over, knelt on the ground, and buried his head in his arms. The annoying lady in Lucius' arms meowed twice, jumped out of his arms, and got into Draco's again. arms.

She seemed to know he was unhappy.

Draco sat on the ground, hugging the cat, almost drowning himself with his face buried in the long fur on her back.

And Lucius tentatively inserted his fingers into his son's hair.

He thought, why does everyone in our family look the same?Scorpius resembles Draco, Draco resembles me, and I resemble my father.

He sometimes regrets that he spoiled his only son too much when he was young, but what can he do?He has only one son in total, this line of flesh and blood, he is the only relative he has created for himself.

He couldn't help loving him.

After the girl died, when he saw his son for the first time, he was really scared out of his wits.

Originally, the faces of their family members had no color on their faces, but at that time, my son was even more pale like a piece of paper.

He hugged his son tightly, and found that he was cold and stiff, like a living dead.

"Draco," he whispered his son's name, "Draco!"

"She's dead." Draco seemed to come to his senses, but after saying this, he refused to say another word.

But she's been dead for many, many years.

He won't do that for her again.

But he still asked softly, "What's the matter? Draco? What's the matter?"

His own son raised his foggy eyes, he seemed to be out of focus, his chin rested on his father's arm, and he said, "She's leaving, Dad."

Yes, she is leaving.

After he told Regulus with a heartache that he would never get near Ana again.After he felt that nothing would hurt him more.

Regulus broke his heart completely, and he said, "My wife promised to divorce me."

He and Harry looked at each other ignorantly, not knowing whether to bless or not.

Regulus looked at Draco, and after a while, said, "She said she was going back, to America. Her only request was to take Anna away."

"Why?" He remembered saying inaudibly, "You obviously love Rebecca the most, why did she take Anna away?"

Regulus just looked at him with pity, "Draco, you know that Ana is only 14 years old."

14 years old! 14 years old!Everyone is saying she is only 14 years old!

As if it was his fault to be 40, as if it was his fault that he wasn't 15 anymore!

"I beg you," Draco said, "I won't be near your daughter again..."

You don't let her go, okay?

But Regulus said, "Draco, it's her mother who wants to take her away."

"Regulus said that Anna is her mother's life." He leaned on his father's knee, "He said that her mother can't do without her, she loves this daughter the most, and she can leave the other children to him , but Anna she wants to take away..."

His wife is already very good, because she knows that he can't do without Rebecca and Victoria, and Elliott is really happy at Hogsworth, so she only wants one Anna.

She asked for so little that Regulus had to give it to her.

But Anna...

He twitched in his father's arms like a spasm, and he cried out, "Dad..."

Dad, dad, dad.

He has reached his age and can no longer act like a baby.

Anna wasn't a broom either, and his dad would buy it for him if he wanted it.

His father used all means to create a stable and comfortable environment for him when he was a child. In that environment, he could have whatever he wanted, but later...he grew up.

He even knew why that woman insisted on taking her daughter away, he was indeed going too far to some extent.

She was 14, but he was 40, married, and had a son who was only a year younger than her.

but……

but……

"Daddy, daddy, daddy..." He couldn't help moaning in his father's arms. He felt that his heart was broken into pieces, and he wanted to put them back together, but every time he picked up a piece, the pieces would cut his hand apart, Let him hurt, let him bleed, let him die.

"She's leaving, Daddy," Draco whimpered softly into his arms, "Daddy, my heart..."

His newly grown heart was dripping with blood again, and his heart was broken again.

After seeing his son lying in bed for a few days without eating or drinking, after he didn't say a word for more than a week.After Narcissa cried and begged her son to say a word to herself, but he still didn't hear anything.

After trying to modify his memories he almost tried to kill himself in front of them.

Lucius and Narcissa were obedient to him.

If it was said that they would discipline him to some extent before, their request has been as low as dust since then-don't die.

Other than that, anything is fine.

If the girl was still alive at that time, even if she was a half-breed, even if the Dark Lord knew about it and might kill their family, even if there was still a curse on her, Narcissa would not stop her son from marrying her.She knew that girl was her son's life.She couldn't let her son die.

But she died.

Every time Lucius thought of his son, it was like seeing his father.His father had not lived a year after his wife's death.

So he will never violate any request of his son, his only hope is that his son can make a request-no matter what unreasonable request, as long as he has a request.

So in the end, no matter how explicit and glaring the tabloids were, he would never stop Draco from finding Regulus' trouble. He allowed his son to destroy all the things women gave Regulus , while he hopped his feet in St. Mungol's and accused every woman who tried to get close to his cousin.

He vaguely knew why his son did that.

He let everyone doubt his son's sexuality.

What is honor?Reputation is not half as important as life.

A living and angry Draco is better than a living dead lying in a daze on the bed with a pale face.

Not to mention that he knew that his son liked that little girl, even if he really liked Regulus...

That's all okay.

Regulus was alive after all.

But he likes that girl.

he loves her.

He loved her to death, and when she died, his life followed her.

Narcissa was in her 40s at that time, and they didn't have many children when they were young. At that time, no matter how much they cared about their bloodlines, no matter how much they didn't like Sirius, they were just such a son after all, and they couldn't live watching he dies.

He knew about Draco and this 14-year-old girl, Narcissa knew about it, and even Astoria knew about it.

The tabloids never let these things go.The trance and vague joy that spread across Draco's face couldn't be hidden either.

He even saw half of the girl's blurred face.His son carefully protected her behind him and glared at the sneak photographer, but the sneak photographer finally caught her.

The tabloids are poorly printed, but the photos are still there.

That half of his face made him shudder.

The same.

Just like the cat in his arms, the three generations have looked exactly the same, and the women in their family have also looked the same for the three generations.

He didn't stop Draco, he knew he couldn't stop him, he only had this one son, although now he has another grandson, but this son has been loved by him for 40 years, there is no way to replace him, he is almost laissez-faire, let My son was dating a 14-year-old girl just like his father, even more than his father.

What can he do?He had only one son, and he hadn't seen his son so happy in a long time.

Lucius held the head of his only son, the fear of 25 years ago, the fear of 45 years ago, and even deeper and more ancient fears welled up from the depths of his mind. He felt very cold .

He subconsciously looked at his empty left knee again, how good would Christie be here?She's always there.

If only goddamn Sirius hadn't touched her?

He seemed to be hallucinating.

She leaned on his knee and called him, "Lucius," she looked at him with green eyes, "Father is dead."

She said, "Can we just stay together like this?"

She only has him, and she likes him the most.

But she died anyway.

He hugged his son's head tighter.