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

Roy was drinking coffee in the restaurant, the aroma of coffee permeated the air, and the warm liquid slid from his mouth into his throat, warming him up.

Draco sat across from her eating breakfast, glanced at Roy lightly, but didn't speak because both parents were there.Roy seldom drinks coffee in the morning, unless she needs it to refresh her mind that day. Looking at her dark circles, she must have not had a good rest last night.

Roy left after breakfast, and Draco put down the food in a hurry, and followed Roy except for the restaurant, completely ignoring the voice of his mother behind him: "Draco, you haven't finished your bread—"

Lucius' eyes were still on the newspaper, and he said lightly, "Narcisha, just let him go."

Roy was feeding the peacock in the garden. The flawless white peacock looked like a girl in a snow-white wedding dress, almost blending into the snow scene around her.

A coat was suddenly put on Roy's back, and she looked back in surprise, "Draco?"

He took back the butterscotch in Roy's hand, and said helplessly, "It doesn't eat candy."

"Oh..." Roy blinked, "But I also fed your collie."

Draco's face changed slightly, and while brushing the snowflakes from Roy's hair, he said, "It's lucky that Kuroro is still alive."

"Krollo doesn't like sweets at all, but he will eat a little pumpkin."

Draco smiled, and pulled Roy into his arms, "You obviously threw it to it because you didn't like it."

"Come on, what if someone sees you?" Roy said dissatisfiedly, but he didn't push Draco away.

Of course Draco knew exactly who Roy was referring to, rubbed the tip of her nose, and then placed a light kiss on her lips, "Whatever, I want to hold you..."

After staying quietly in his arms for a while, Roy called out, "Draco..."

"Ok?"

"Is there nothing you want to tell me?"

"What's the matter?" Draco's eyes flashed panic, but only for a moment, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you want to hear?"

She shook her head, "No, nothing..."

Draco was silent for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Did you not rest well last night?"

"Yeah... because I was thinking about you." She wasn't lying, she was indeed thinking about the Malfoy family last night.

Draco was taken aback for a moment, because Roy's words raised the corners of his lips happily, "Is there anywhere you want to go? I'll go with you."

Roy pondered for a while, "Where I want to go...I'm going to Madam Malkin's robe shop."

Suddenly footsteps came from behind them, and Roy escaped from Draco's embrace like an electric shock, but he still held Roy's hand tightly and would not let go.

Allen made no secret of his scrutiny on Draco, as if to say, "You little brat is not worthy of my precious daughter being stupid for you."

Roy felt that Draco was a little disturbed by Allen, because his palms were sweating, and then Roy broke the awkward atmosphere and said, "Dad?"

Allen looked away, "Christina, are you going to Diagon Alley?"

"Yes, Dad, I want to go shopping." Roy squeezed Draco's hand secretly.

Allen said lightly: "You/Mom and I have urgent matters to deal with first, Christina, go by yourself."

"Mr. Roy, I will go with Christina." Draco interjected, holding Roy even harder.

Allen looked at Draco, his deep ice blue eyes showed no emotion, but Debbie said with a smile: "Then Christina will leave you for the time being, Draco."

"Yes ma'am." Draco replied with a smile.

**

In the robe shop, after Mrs. Malkin measured and ordered new wizard robes for them, Roy waved his wand again, and a vision of a man appeared in front of him, "Ma'am, and this one, please give me A robe that fits, and I want the finest satin."

Draco squinted his eyes at the phantom, and grabbed Roy over, "You came here to buy him a new robe?!"

"Come on, Draco, you're hurting me." Roy was a man who knew how to please boys, and knew how to advance and retreat.At least she knew Draco well, showing weakness in front of him was the most effective way to please/please him.

As expected, Draco relaxed the force that restrained her, and continued in a low voice: "You have to give me an explanation, you actually bought a new robe for that man who looks like a tramp?"

"Draco, Professor Lupine's clothes are just a little old, and it's not as bad as you said." Roy blinked her beautiful eyes, "He is very nice, and his Defense Against the Dark Arts class is very interesting, at least Don't you think so compared to the previous two professors?"

Draco's gloomy face eased a lot, but he still snorted coldly, "I think his class is ridiculous! Don't buy it!"

"Why..." Roy frowned slightly.

Suspicious blush appeared on Draco's fair cheeks, and he curled his lips awkwardly, "You are not allowed to buy things for other men..."

Roy didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Draco, Lupine is just a professor."

"In short, it is not allowed to buy..."

She discussed with Draco: "Then I'll knit you a sweater?"

Draco hesitated for a moment, and then insisted, "Don't buy it..."

"Draco..."

"But I didn't say I wouldn't buy it for you."

Roy froze for a moment, and then threw his arms around his neck, "Draco~ you are the best!"

Draco hooked his lips, obviously happy but still said: "Before the Christmas holiday is over, if I don't see the sweater you knitted for me, I can also burn the robe for Lupin."

Roy pouted slightly, "It's only been three weeks, Draco, you know how to bully me..."

"Don't you want to? Forget it." Draco made a gesture to leave, and Roy quickly took his hand, "Who says you don't want to... What color do you like?"

"Think for yourself." Draco smiled and pinched Roy's face.

After spending Christmas break and returning to Hogwarts, Draco quickly devoted himself to Quidditch training, and then Slytherin defeated Ravenclaw beautifully.

Not long after that came Easter, which was not an easy holiday, and third grade had never had so much homework.

At the same time Draco took time out to practice Quidditch every day while finishing his homework. He was really serious about the upcoming match against Gryffindor. Very competitive, he has his Malfoy pride, not to mention his opponent is the annoying Potter.

Roy, who was doing homework in the library, could sometimes see Draco outside the window when he looked up.His figure on a broomstick is very conspicuous, his blond hair reflects / shines dazzlingly in the sun, and his school robe is almost completely lifted by the wind.

Roy also had to help Snape go outside the castle to collect potion materials, and happened to pass by the hunting ground when he came back.

A lot of crows came here today, croaking loudly.There was a dead atmosphere in the hunting ground, which made Roy very uncomfortable, and he just wanted to get out of here quickly.

But a few familiar figures in the hunting ground stopped her in her tracks. She wondered if she had read it wrong, but she would never hear that sweet, slightly magnetic voice of a young man wrong!

Draco, who was holding a camera, talked triumphantly to his two little friends: "My dad said, I can collect the head of the hippopotamus. I think I will donate the head to the Gryffindor common room, it must be A lot of fun."

Hearing Draco's words, Goyle burst out laughing.

Not far away, a masked executioner dressed in pitch black was sharpening a big knife. He was very angry, and Roy didn't dare to look at him.Then she saw Buckbeak chained in the pumpkin patch, and she understood what was going on.

Roy squinted his eyes and was about to go over, but three Gryffindors came from the other side and rushed towards Draco and the others.

Draco put on a mocking smile and said, "Look who's here, come to watch the execution?"

"You!" Hermione yelled furiously, pressing her wand to Draco's neck, "You stupid, obnoxious cockroach!"

"Hermione! Don't!" Harry urged loudly, for fear that Hermione would impulsively do something irreversible, "Malfoy is not worth your while!"

"Miss Granger, you better lower your wand, I don't want to hurt you." Roy walked towards Draco quickly, pointing his wand at Hermione.Her tone was steady, but she was clearly warning Hermione, and she looked annoyed...

Draco was stunned, he didn't panic when Hermione threatened him with his wand, but he was a little nervous when he saw Roy.

Hermione pursed her lips. Although she still maintained her movements, most of her arrogance had disappeared.She clearly saw danger in Roy's ice-blue eyes, and she did know some Slytherins. For example, Roy could go to the restricted/book section of the library to read books containing black magic.

"Huh?" Seeing that Hermione didn't respond, Roy raised his eyebrows.

Ron looked around nervously, afraid that a professor would pass by at this time, but Hermione froze for a while, and slowly put down her wand.

Roy's icy face did not ease, she turned her head to look at Draco, narrowed her eyes and said in a deep voice, "Okay, Draco, I think we need to have a good talk."

Draco twitched the corner of his mouth, and said viciously to Hermione: "I will make you pay for being rude to me today!"

Roy, who was walking in front, glanced back at him coldly, "Draco, don't leave this ghostly place, and don't talk to me again in the future."

Draco's body seemed to froze for a moment, and then quickly followed Roy.

Ron watched their leaving backs, and said in disbelief, "Harry, I read that right... Malfoy seems to be afraid of his girlfriend?"

Harry had a strange expression on his face, pursed his lips and said, "Christina looks very angry, probably Malfoy provoked her..."

"You still have the mood to care about their feelings?! Buckbeak is going to be executed! Think of a way!"

"Maybe we can tell Roy and Malfoy to let Buckbeak go."

"Don't involve Christina in this matter, I will never let her beg Malfoy!"

"And Ron, have you forgotten that you had a big fight with Roy on Christmas Eve?"

"Oh...that sucks..."

The author has something to say: I am so sleepy, good night~

If I wake up later, I may add another chapter.