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

On Christmas Day at Platform Nine and Three Quarters of King's Cross Station, in addition to Lucius, Roy also saw a couple of him who were so attractive that they attracted everyone's attention, yes, they were her parents.

"Honey~" Debbie waved her hand to Roy, who had a slightly delicate face, "Mom and Dad are here!"

Roy sighed helplessly, and walked towards them with Draco.

"Dad." Draco greeted his father, and then nodded politely to Roy's parents, "Hi, Mr. Roy, Mrs. Roy, nice to meet you, I'm De Racko Malfoy."

Allen looked at Draco with probing eyes for a while, and said in a neutral tone: "I'm glad to see you, too."

On the contrary, Debbie said with a smile: "I heard Christina mentioned you, Draco, you are really an extraordinary boy."

When Lucius heard Debbie's unsparing praise for his son, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he raised his chin slightly and said, "Then, I think we can leave now."

"Of course, Lucius." Allen gave him a meaningful look, and put his hand on Roy's shoulder. Roy was a little uneasy because of his father's move.

Malfoy Manor in Wiltshire is a very dignified manor house-surrounded by elaborate gardens, and through exquisite wrought-iron gates, there is a feeling of walking through smoke.There are fountains in the manor, two shepherd dogs and white peacocks roaming freely in the courtyard.

And the interior decoration of the manor is even more luxurious, with crystal chandeliers hanging from the resplendent ceiling, portraits of Malfoy family members of past generations hanging on the walls covered with purple wallpaper, almost all the floor tiles are covered with gorgeous carpets, even the fireplace is It's marble.

Led by the Malfoy's Squib maid, the Lowys walked down the long corridor to the dining room, onto the thick carpet to a long table covered with crystal glasses and snow-white tablecloths.

Draco was sitting on the other side of the long table smiling, so elegant, so perfect, his gray eyes fixed on Roy.The smooth blonde hair reflects / dazzles under the light, and she is meticulously dressed in a medieval black three-piece suit. Sitting in front of the orange floor-length brocade curtains, she looks like an oil painting.

"It's a great honor to invite the Lowy family to the Malfoy Manor. I think it will be a wonderful Christmas Eve." Lucius maintained a hypocritical smirk, and dragged his mouth.He raised the goblet, which was shaking with a dark red liquid, probably wine.

The two exchanged polite greetings, and Roy didn't pay attention to what they were saying, because she kept making eye contact with Draco while enjoying the rich and exquisite Christmas dinner.It wasn't until Alan patted her waist secretly while talking with Lucius that she averted her gaze.

Lucius is not a fool, he also noticed the little movements of the two children, but ignored them.When dinner was almost finished, Draco's mother, Narcissa, hinted at Draco again.

Then Draco said to Roy, "Christina, let me show you around Malfoy Manor."

She swallowed the cake in her mouth and nodded with interest.Lucius obviously had something to say to her parents and wanted to distract her and Draco.

After leaving the restaurant, Roy breathed a sigh of relief, "I kept smiling, and my face was going to freeze."

Draco chuckled, bowed his head and gave her a kiss on the cheek, "Is this better?"

Roy smiled noncommittally, took Draco's hand, "Take me to the guest room."

"You know that Dad wants to keep you?" He raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Even a fool can see it." Roy said angrily, "After they finish talking, your father will politely leave us for one night."

Even the guest room of Malfoy's house is a complete set of antique furniture in the style of Louis XVI, plated with pure gold, the paintings are framed by authentic works of eighteenth-century painters, the carpets are from Turkey, and the vases are from India.

Purple curtains surround the bed, and the rails and frame of the bed are carved with exquisite patterns and inlaid with ivory, precious gemstones and gold.The quilt was made of soft mink, the tasseled pillows were covered with silk or cloth sheets embroidered with gold, and there was a huge wardrobe in the bedroom.

When the door was closed, Roy immediately hugged Draco, his body froze, then he patted Roy's head and asked, "Are you tired?"

"A little bit..." Roy said softly, "To be honest, I was a little nervous when I faced your father. He seems to be..." Roy paused and thought about his words, "he's very interested in me."

"I know." Draco curled his lips into a smile, suddenly hugged Roy by the waist, looked at her blushing face and continued, "I told my father... about my relationship with you."

When Draco hugged him to the sofa, Roy said, "I guessed it, that's why I was nervous."

"Are you worried that my father has a bad impression of you?"

"Of course not." Roy raised his chin proudly, "I am very confident in myself no matter what aspect it is."

Draco raised his eyebrows, tracing the outline of her face with his fingertips back and forth, "Then why are you nervous?"

She looked into Draco's deep gray-blue eyes, and said slowly: "The way your father looks at me makes me very uncomfortable..."

Draco pursed his lips and did not speak. Although he was looking at himself, Roy understood that he was thinking about other things in his heart, and continued with some dissatisfaction: "What are you thinking?"

"Thinking of you, honey." Draco withdrew his thoughts, and placed a soothing kiss on Roy's forehead.

Roy knew very well that Draco was lying, but he didn't bother to pursue it any further, and snuggled into his arms and started playing with his hands.

After a while, Draco couldn't hold back anymore, and asked tentatively, "Christina, what do you think of the mysterious man?"

"Mysterious man?" Roy was stunned for a moment, then realized, "Voldemort?"

Draco obviously didn't expect Roy to call the mysterious man by his name directly, and continued with some astonishment: "Aren't you afraid of him?"

She adjusted her sitting posture, tilted her head and thought for a while, and then said: "To be honest, I don't have any feelings for him. Maybe because I was not born in the dark age of the wizarding world, my parents didn't seem to be influenced by him." Besides, no matter how scary he is, isn't he already dead?"

"You know, Christina, the Mysterious Man has powerful magic power..." Draco's tone was a little cautious, "Maybe he will be resurrected?"

"Well... who knows?" Roy raised her eyebrows casually, she was not interested in a dead person.

Draco sighed softly with a tired expression, and suddenly hugged Roy tightly, as if he wanted to melt her into his body, and whispered: "Yeah, you don't know..."

"Draco, what's wrong with you?" She frowned, feeling that Draco was abnormal today.

"It's nothing." Draco kissed her forehead, and gave her the same confident smile as before, "Christina, what do you think of today's dinner? Isn't Malfoy Manor wonderful?"

"not bad."

"What?!" Draco frowned slightly, dissatisfied with Roy's understated answer, "I'll give you another chance to answer again."

Roy and Draco interlocked their fingers, and then winked at him: "It doesn't matter what you eat, what matters is who you eat with."

"Was the dinner with me delicious?" Draco asked childishly, his blue-gray eyes shining brightly.Roy thought his anticipation was very cute, and responded with a smile: "It's delicious~"

Draco raised the corners of his mouth again and rubbed Roy's hair, "Okay, I forgive you."

At this time, there were two soft knocks on the door, Draco and Roy looked at each other, and then Draco got up to open the door.It was Lucius, Alan and Debbie. Alan's face was not very good.

"It's very late. If you don't mind, please stay in the manor for one night." Lucius said, and it was exactly what Roy thought.

"Excuse me then, Lucius." Debbie nodded.

Lucius told that another guest room was just opposite, and then led his son out.

After they left, Allen took out his wand and cast an immobility spell to prevent being eavesdropped/eavesdropped: "Imperturbable Charm." Then he stared at Roy with a blank expression, such a serious expression was rarely seen on his face , he has always been a gentle father.

The atmosphere in the room was a bit weird, Roy felt uneasy, and called softly: "Dad?"

"Christina, what did I tell you before sending you to Hogwarts last year?" Even the tone was a little cold.

Roy responded in a low voice: "You tell me to stay away from the Malfoy family..."

"You still remember? I thought you were with the young master of the Malfoy family, and you forgot what I said."

Roy lowered his head, pursed his lips and said, "Dad didn't tell me the reason at that time, so I didn't take it to heart..."

"Forget it, you don't have close contact with the Malfoy family from now on."

"Dad..." Roy opened his eyes wide, "Why?!"

"There's no reason, just listen to me obediently, I'm doing it for your own good."

"I don't want it!" Roy shouted, and what she blurted out made Ellen and Debbie slightly taken aback.Roy has been very well-behaved since she was a child, and has hardly disobeyed her elders.

Allen narrowed his ice-blue eyes, with a sense of quiet oppression, "Christina, you are not allowed to be willful in this matter."

Debbie looked at Roy, who looked like she was on the verge of tears but still met her father's stubborn gaze.Reluctantly, he took her daughter's hand, felt Roy's hand trembling slightly, and stroked her head comfortingly, "Honey, do you like him very much? I mean... Draco."

She lowered her eyes and nodded slightly, "Yes, Mom."

Allen squinted his eyes and was about to say something, Debbie persuaded softly: "Don't be like this, Allen, I know you are a gentle man and a good father, right?"

Allen's face softened, and he said to Debbie: "You know who Lucius is, Debbie, it is very likely that his son was also affected. I can't watch our daughter being dragged into the quagmire by Malfoy."

"We have nothing to fear, Ellen, just like it was ten years ago." Debbie's voice was steady and solemn, and she tightened her grip on Roy's hand, "Because Christina won't talk to that person Wouldn't it be selfish for her to cut off any relationship with Malfoy? I know you're doing it for Christina's sake, and you want to protect her more than anyone else...even because she and I didn't get involved in the original fight Otherwise, there is no more outstanding Ministry of Magic/Minister of Magic than you in the wizarding world."

Roy listened quietly to their conversation, and the more he listened, the more disturbed he became, and he said, "Mom, is the 'that person' you're talking about... Voldemort?"

Debbie looked at her and nodded slowly.

She opened her eyes wide, took a few deep breaths to calm herself down, and asked again to confirm her thoughts: "So...Lucius is a Death Eater, right?"

"Yes, honey..." Debbie felt Roy's hands tremble even more.

"Christina, you are a smart child, I think you know exactly what I and you/mother are talking about." Allen said in a low voice, but his attitude has gradually softened, "You can decide for yourself whether to continue talking to Mal Let's keep dating with the Fu family."

Roy's face was extremely pale. She bit her lower lip and hesitated. After a while, she slowly said, "I'm sorry, Mom and Dad, please give me a little more time to think about it."

"Alright." Allen responded lightly, and the hand placed on Roy's head made her feel inexplicably stable, "Don't worry, no matter what choice you make, Dad will always protect you."

Roy raised his eyes again and looked at Alan. The tears he had been suppressing finally came out of his eyes. He choked up and said, "Thank you, Dad..."

Debbie took out a handkerchief and gently wiped away the tears from Roy's face, and said softly, "Don't cry, my dear, Dad and Mom will always be the ones who love you the most."

"Good night, then, Christina."

"Good night, Mom and Dad."

After Ellen and Debbie gave Roy a good night kiss, they gently exited the room.

That night Roy lay on the big soft bed in Malfoy's house, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.She thought a lot, but couldn't calm down.

The Roy family has always maintained a neutral attitude towards Voldemort's Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix that resisted Voldemort. them.

Alan is a very talented and outstanding wizard, but in order to give Debbie and Roy a stable future, he chose not to participate in any battles at that time, and gradually disappeared in the wizarding world.But until now, whenever someone mentions the name Alan Loy, it is still full of admiration.Even the defiant Lucius had to admit to Allen.

"Hey, Christina..." A familiar voice suddenly came from under the pillow.

Roy took out the double-sided mirror under the pillow, looked at the boy in the nightgown in the mirror, "Draco...?"

"Aren't you asleep with the light on?"

"I'm afraid of the dark." Roy said softly.

Draco hooked his lips, resting his chin with one hand, "I know, you're still afraid of ghosts—"

Roy pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Christina, I have good news for you." Draco blinked.

"What?" She opened her eyes wide.

"My parents think you are very nice, they say you are a beautiful and dignified lady."

Draco was even more delighted than Roy himself when he heard these words, and the message "Are you happy? Thank you, Mr. Malfoy" was on his face and tone.

And Roy responded lightly: "Really? That's good."

"Christina, why don't you look so happy." Draco said dissatisfied.

"Because I've long thought that your parents would judge me that way." Roy lowered his eyes halfway, with a lazy expression, "I didn't sit at the banquet for a few hours in vain, which made me stiff now."

Moreover, a large part of the reason why the Malfoy family was friendly to her was because her surname was Roy.If she was born in a Muggle family, or a half-blood witch.There was no way Draco's parents would be so polite to her, let alone invite Roy to come to Malfoy Manor for a Christmas dinner.

"Mom and Dad agree with you—" Draco smiled, his gray eyes flashed with a strange look, he looked really happy, "It also means that they have acquiesced in our relationship, Christina, this is a good thing Isn't it?"

"Yes, Draco..." Roy smiled at him, a little absent-minded.

Maybe Roy would have been really happy before, and would have imagined a bright future for her and Draco in her head... But now she really doesn't know if this is a good thing.

"Christina, what's wrong with you?" Draco noticed Roy's abnormality, he is actually a person who knows how to read words, "Your eyes don't say that, what happened?"

"I'm just tired," she said softly.

"Okay, then you can have a good rest..." Draco was a little disappointed, and his voice lowered, "I believe you will like the soft bed in Malfoy Manor, and you will sleep peacefully."

"Good night, Draco."

"Christina..." Draco pursed his lips, his fair and handsome face flushed slightly, "You have me, no matter what, I will be by your side... Merry Christmas, good night."

Draco was still the same as before, usually glib, and shy when expressing his concern awkwardly.

But his gentle appearance is very attractive...

Roy stared at him quietly for a while, feeling his hard heart softened all of a sudden, and the thick fog surrounding his heart gradually dissipated.

Yes, what she wants is the same as the first one, but she wants to be with the person she likes forever.