[HP] When the arrogant young master meets a black-bellied girl

The stone door to the Slytherin common room opened, and Draco and Roy came in with the chill, Roy ran towards the fireplace as soon as he got back.Draco took off the dragon leather gloves, sat on the sofa and pulled Roy over to sit on his lap, then gently brushed the snow from her blond hair and robe.

There were other people in the common room, and Draco acted intimately towards Roy in public, as if declaring some kind of ownership, and didn't mind other people's eyes and whispers at all.

Roy's face was a little red, and he said in a panic: "Kurolo hasn't eaten yet, I'll go and hug him."

Draco hugged Roy, who was trying to escape from his arms, with some helplessness, and dropped a kiss on her cold and soft cheek, "I'm not as good as a cat, huh? Chrollo for a while Whatever it is, I want to hold you now."

Roy's heart was beating wildly, but she didn't struggle anymore, she sat obediently on Draco's lap, and said, "Draco, your arm is just enough to restrict my movement..."

Draco smiled, took Roy's hand, and said softly while warming her hands, "How do you plan to spend Christmas?"

Roy came home every Christmas, and Draco didn't seem like he knew why, so he was looking for something else.

But Roy hadn't reacted yet. Since they confessed their feelings to each other that day, Draco has become very gentle to her. She is not used to it. She thinks it's better for Draco to bully her every day like before.

Seeing that Roy didn't respond to him, Draco stroked Roy's head with his pointed chin, and said, "Come with me to Hogsmeade for the last time."

"Draco..." Roy frowned slightly.

"Ok?"

"Did you... take the wrong medicine?" Roy straightened his blond hair, lingered cold fingertips on his delicate face, and looked at Draco carefully to find a flaw.

Draco frowned, and took Roy's hand off his face, "Who dares to pretend to be me with Polyjuice Potion, then he will disappear from this world."

That's right, this fierce look is Draco, but... "How do you know what I'm thinking?"

"What else can you think, you idiot?"

"Draco, it's better for you to be like this..." Roy said with a smile.

"You're really weird..." Draco smiled with his lips hooked, and lowered his voice in her ear, "Have you been bullied by me? I didn't know you had a tendency to masochism."

Roy snorted angrily, but his face gradually turned red, and he whispered, "Christmas...maybe you can come to my house, and I'll make Trifle for you..."

"Well, that's a good suggestion, but come to Malfoy Manor this Christmas."

Roy shook his head subconsciously, and Draco pinched her face, and continued with some complacency: "I have already sent letters to Dad and your family."

"What?!" Roy's eyes widened, "How can you make a decision without asking my opinion?!"

Fortunately, Draco asked her "how to spend Christmas" in a negotiating tone, but this kid had already made a decision without authorization, and even released the news to Lucius, without giving Roy a chance to refuse at all. .

"Don't you want to come?" Draco's handsome face showed some disappointment.

When Roy saw his face, his heart softened, and he forgave him for nothing. Good-looking people are really foul, "No... I just, feel a little uneasy, I'm not ready yet. Draco, now Is it too early to go to your house for Christmas? Christmas is a special festival, will your family not welcome me as an outsider?"

Draco was a little taken aback, apparently he didn't expect Roy to think so much, maybe he just wanted to spend Christmas with Roy.

After a while, he chuckled softly, and his smiling gray-blue eyes were like crescent moons, shining with a charming brilliance, which made Roy's face feel hot.

"Christina, I didn't expect you to worry so much." Draco held Roy tightly in his arms again, and comforted him, "Don't worry, Dad wrote back saying that he very much welcomes Miss Roy to Malfoy Manor... You don't have to be afraid that you won't see your parents, my father said that if it's convenient for them, he hopes to come with him."

Roy blinked, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, rubbed his face against Draco's neck coquettishly, and his voice became soft/soft, "Then——Okay~ I agree, but next time you don't want to be so presumptuous Make the decision for me, and it won't be so easy for me to forgive you."

Roy's rare act of coquettishness pleased Draco, he lifted her chin and was about to bow his head to kiss her, the stone door of the lounge was opened again, Roy reflexively turned his head to look at the person who came, Draco wrinkled in displeasure eyebrow.

Goyle and Crabbe looked at Roy and Draco's intimacy, and they stood at the door in a daze, their figures completely blocked the road, Pansy and Daphne's sharp voices came from behind them, "You two are blocking the road!" What are you doing at the door?" "Get out of the way!"

Goyle and Crabbe were pushed aside, and then Pansy and Daphne stared at Draco and they froze.Blaise, who followed in, glanced at the situation in the lounge and raised his eyebrows with a clear face.

"De, Draco...what's the matter with you and Roy?" Daphne was the first to come back to her senses.Then Pansy also reacted, she raised the volume and her voice became sharper, "Roy, get off Draco!"

Roy pursed her lips and said nothing. When she was about to get up, Draco held her tightly in her arms. She blinked her ice-blue eyes innocently, and said with a slight smile, "Parkinson told me to get off of you!" , Draco."

Roy smiled mildly and harmlessly on the surface, but the incision must be black. Her attitude clearly wanted Draco to make it clear for himself.Of course Draco knew what she was thinking and was a little helpless, but he still followed Roy's heart and said to Pansy in a cold voice: "Parkinson, are you blind? Who allows you to talk to my girlfriend in such a tone , Get out of my sight right now."

Their eyes widened in astonishment, Pansy's eye circles were red, Roy even heard their gasps, his vanity was satisfied by Draco's words and everyone's reactions.He rested his head on Draco's shoulder and played with his hair nonchalantly.

Draco looked at Roy who was nestled in his arms, although she concealed it well, the faint smile on her lips revealed her complacency.

**

Heavy snow fell, and Hogsmeade was covered in silver, just like a fairy tale world of ice and snow.Although it's not yet Christmas, every store has put on Christmas decorations, and a few gnomes are singing hymns around the intersection.

Among the three broomsticks, Draco, who was wearing a black woolen coat, was sitting at the bar, gently shaking the wine in the goblet, and chatting with Blaise beside him, with one arm around Roy's slender waist.

"The hearing is over, and the Ministry of Magic has made a decision." He took a sip of red wine gracefully, and continued unhurriedly, "The eagle horse that attacked/attacked me will be sentenced to death."

"Where's Rubeus Hagrid?" Blaise asked indifferently.

Draco narrowed his gray eyes, "Hmph, that old guy Dumbledore also attended the hearing. Hagrid was not fired, but he was removed from his position."

"He loves that monster with wings. It's worse than getting him expelled from Hogwarts."

"You're right, Blaise." Draco smiled happily again.

Roy also drank a little wine, her fair face was charmingly red, her beautiful ice blue eyes were a little hazy, her body leaned softly on Draco's body, and while raising the wine glass, Draco's eyes were aroused. Jaw pointed, "What are you talking about, huh?"

Draco put the wine in Roy's hand on the table, "You're drunk."

Roy hugged Draco's neck again with a smile, and said in a soft voice while rubbing: "Draco~ I like you~"

Draco looked into her blurred eyes, rubbed Roy's hot face with his fingertips, and asked slowly: "What do you like about me?"

"As long as it's about you, I like it~"

"Christina, you're so cute when you're drunk and honest." Roy's words obviously pleased him, and Draco showed a charming smile, which made the girls around him who peeped at him laugh too.Then Draco got up from the high chair, "Let's go first, Blaise." After leaving a word, he walked out with his arms around Roy.

"Pencey asked me about you?"

"You should know how to deal with this kind of thing." Draco was a little impatient, but he still said when he pushed open the wooden door, "Just say that I have left school, and stop sending letters to Malfoy Manor. "

The temperature outside the house was obviously much lower than that inside the bar. Draco took Roy's hand and put it in his coat pocket, and walked slowly towards the Hogwarts castle.

The cold air made Roy's sanity clear, she smiled at Draco, snowflakes gently brushed her cheeks, "Hogsmeade covered in snow is so beautiful~"

"It's beautiful!" Ron shouted dismayingly behind him. "I hope you didn't take the bones out of it! Roy!"

Roy looked back and blinked blankly, "Weasley? What's the matter, did you call the wrong person? Draco's last name is not Roy."

Hearing Roy's words, Draco was a little helpless, but she was indeed right. If the group of Gryffindors came to provoke, they would naturally come to him.Because Roy has always been friendly to others, it's not that he doesn't know about helping Neville break the curse behind his back, but he just doesn't bother to argue with her.

Ron walked towards them angrily, but Harry and Hermione couldn't pull him away, "Your cat killed my Scabbers!"

Harry tugged Ron's arm in embarrassment, his face was a little embarrassed, "Ron, calm down, I don't think this matter should be judged like this."

But how could Ron, who had just lost his beloved pet, be calm, he said to Harry with a bitter face: "Harry, you also know her scary cat, which is always running around, and now Scabbers is gone Must have been killed by her cat!"

After Roy understood why Ron came to trouble her, he raised his eyebrows and chuckled slightly: "Weasley, I think you should learn how to take good care of your pets." She suggested this sincerely, without any sarcasm Meaning, but Ron didn't think so anymore.

"It was killed by your cat!" Ron glared at her.

"Nonsense! No!" Roy stared back without showing any weakness.Good-tempered but does not mean easy to bully, she is not a soft persimmon to be kneaded/kneaded.

"You have!"

"No!"

An angry Ron was about to pull out his wand, but Draco raised his wand and pointed it at Weasley faster than him, and said sarcastically: "If you don't want to damage your wand, put it away, after all, the whole family is crowded together The Weasley in the room has to eat dry bread for a month to buy a new wand?"

"Shut up, Malfoy..." Weasley lowered his voice, lost his previous arrogance, blushed in embarrassment, and lowered the wand in his hand involuntarily.

"It's really rude." Draco smiled with one corner of his lips curled up, straightening the neckline of his windbreaker, "I think I should teach you how to respect people in the upper class."

Hermione sneered a few times, and subconsciously stood in front of Ron, "I hope you're not talking about yourself!"

"You have no right to talk to me, you mudblood!" Draco looked down at Hermione, his tone full of disgust and contempt.

Harry frowned and said, "Malfoy, this is none of your business, please shut up!"

"And you, Potter, you poor orphan who no one wants, no one will sign a consent form for you. What do you say she will do if Professor McGonagall finds out about you sneaking into Hogsmeade?" Draco raised his eyebrows, and pointed his wand at Potter, who was a little uneasy, "If you are in the mood to come to my girlfriend to care about that disgusting mouse, why don't you go and see your friend Hagrid."

Harry froze for a moment, as if he didn't understand the "Girlfriend" in Draco's mouth, and then caught the point of his mouth, squinting his eyes and asked, "Malfoy! What did you do to Hagrid? !"

"Oh, who knows?" Draco sneered, his brows and eyes full of complacency, "Maybe he's crying bitterly in his little broken room right now."

"Malfoy! If Hagrid is fired, I will definitely make you look good!" Harry gritted his teeth and dropped such a sentence, and then led the others to run in the direction of Hogwarts.

Roy watched the three of them disappear from sight, and heard Draco whisper to her: "Don't pay attention to what they say, Kuroro won't touch that dirty mouse."

Roy turned to look at Draco, stretched out his arms to hug him, and said with a smile: "You are really good at speaking."

"Of course...you know best, don't you?" Draco said meaningfully, tracing the curve of Roy's jaw with his gentle fingers, and then kissed her lips, the seductive aroma of mead still lingering .

The light/licking of the lips and tongue brought a tingling electric sensation, Draco closed his eyes, and there were crystal snowflakes on his slender and slightly curly golden eyelashes.Seemingly dissatisfied with just lingering outside his lips, he sticks out his tongue to brush her white teeth, and gently opens her lips little by little.

Christmas Eve in Hogsmeade is full of festive and warm atmosphere.

A cobbled road, a handful of bright stars, half a foot of snow, a pair of warm hands, a pair of shining blue pupils, and a heart-warming kiss.

The author has something to say: I like what Roy said to Draco - as long as it's about you.

Translated into English is: Whicheverbelongstoyouislikedbyme.