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

On the Hogwarts Express train, Draco sat on the sofa with a lazy expression, a pair of light gray eyes sized up the exclusive box for the prefect, and the raised corners of his lips proved that he was very satisfied.

Roy put Kurolo back into its cattery, and it meowed in dissatisfaction in protest, and Roy comforted him: "I'm sorry, Kurolo, we're going to patrol the carriage later, so we can only temporarily put You put it here."

Kuroro screamed even more pitifully, and then it kept opening its mouth but didn't make any more sound.

Roy looked at Draco behind him. He was taking back his wand. Roy was a little helpless, but he didn't say anything wrong with Draco. It's really a good idea to use the Silent Curse on the noisy Kuroro right now.

"I think we should change into our robes and go round again."

As soon as Roy took off his coat, Draco hugged her from behind, his slender fingers traced her neck and lips back and forth, and then lifted her skirt...

"Draco..." Roy froze, "We will be found..."

"Yeah, people will find out..." Draco bit Roy's ear/lobe and smiled lightly, the provocative and charming voice spread into her like a poison/drug smeared with honey In the ear, "So, Christina, don't scream."

"don't want……"

"It's useless for you to refuse." Draco raised one corner of his lips evilly, and pushed Roy down on the sofa. "We haven't done it for months."

Draco's fingers pricked/stimulated various parts of Roy's body, as if she had been eroded by poison/drug, her breathing became disordered, and her body began to go weak.He pressed her lips forcefully, and his sweet moan/groan was melted between his lips/tongue.

The temperature in the box seemed to rise, and Roy's body was very hot. As Draco said, her body was extremely sensitive because it hadn't been touched for a long time.

Roy opened her eyes, half of her skirt had been faded, and Draco was still well-dressed and even his hair was not messed up. She was so angry that she pushed Draco away and turned over on top of him.

Draco was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, Roy unbuttoned his shirt one by one. He was a little panicked, after all, he just wanted to tease Roy, so he couldn't do anything to her in the car, "Christie Na, what are you doing?!"

"What do you think I'm doing?" Roy raised his eyebrows, but his hands didn't stop. "You're right, we haven't done it for a long time."

Roy's kiss went all the way down Draco's collarbone, and his reason told him to stop Roy's movements, but he couldn't help stroking her soft blonde hair, and Roy also rubbed his lower body/hard/ quite.

Then Roy raised his face to see Draco falling into lust/lust, smiled lightly, got off him and zipped up his skirt, then took the wizard robe aside and put it on.

Draco was very dissatisfied with her way of ignoring the anger after getting angry, and felt that it was not good to say anything at this time, so he could only stare at her out of breath.

Roy smiled and said while buttoning his buttons, "When are you going to lie down?"

"Christina! I will let you know what the consequences of your actions are!"

Roy chuckled, grabbed Draco's tie and pulled him closer, mossing his delicate face back and forth with the other hand, "Dear fiance, of course I don't mind what you do to me... you You know, my Transfiguration has always been good, do you think ferrets are cute?"

Draco's face changed slightly, and he took the robe angrily and put it on.Roy didn't care about Draco's temper, pinned the prefect badge on his chest, smoothed his lapel and said softly, "Okay, let's go out."

In fact, there is nothing to inspect in the car, mainly to let the students know who the new prefect is. Draco led his companions to the Gryffindor car, probably to mock those who were not elected as prefects Harry.Then Roy saw a girl holding a book in the aisle of the carriage. She had beautiful blond hair lying messily behind her, and her silver-gray eyes stared at him faintly.

Roy glanced at the eagle emblem on her chest, then turned her head to the right, "Hi, Ravenclaw's carriage is over there."

"You know this is the Slytherin's carriage." She spoke in a soft, chant-like tone.

Roy smiled and walked past her without saying anything, because she thought the girl was weird.

"I'm here to find you." Her voice sounded behind Roy, a little ethereal, like the voice of a ghost.

"uh-huh?"

"I know the future." She looked at Roy and said slowly, "And you don't belong here, you have disrupted the development of this world."

Roy's smile deepened, and he tilted his head to look at the girl in front of him, "What's your name?"

The girl froze for a moment, "Luna...Luna Lovegood."

"Oh, Miss Lovegood." Roy nodded, still holding that half-salty smile, "Are you saying that you have divined that I don't belong to this world?"

"It's not divination." Her voice suddenly lost the sleepwalking feeling, "I have traveled to this world, and I know everything that happened at Hogwarts in the next three years."

Roy was not surprised when she heard her words, but asked with interest: "Then tell me what will happen in the future?"

Luna hesitated for a while, then said lightly, "The fifth grade prefect was originally not you, but Pansy Parkinson. This year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was sent by the Ministry of Magic to monitor Hogwarts. Voldemort has been resurrected, and the school Important people will die here, Lucius Malfoy will be imprisoned in Azkaban. Drake Malfoy's future wife is Astoria. And you don't belong here, you put a lot of this world Things have changed."

"Well, it sounds terrible..." Roy said lazily, brushing his hair back, and continued with a smile, "You said you were a time traveler, I remember that the editor-in-chief of "The Quibbler" was also named Lovegood, Who is he to you?"

Luna's eyes were a little erratic, and she said hesitantly: "It's me... the father of this body."

"Hmm...that is to say, Lovegood's body is occupied by your soul," Roy touched his chin and nodded thoughtfully, "Interesting, have you died once?"

Being asked with a smile, "Have you ever died?" This is a very strange thing. Although the person in front of me has a gentle and harmless smile, Luna feels an invisible sense of oppression. Under this uncomfortable feeling, Luna couldn't help but confessed: "Yes, my original body is dead."

"Miss Lovegood, let's call you that for now, instead of coming here to accuse... Oh no, worry about me, you should take care of yourself more."

Luna frowned, and Roy continued with a smile: "Since you know what's going on now and in the future, you kindly came here to give me advice. According to my inference, the real Lovegood should not have died."

"so what?"

Roy gently slid his fingers across her face, as if stroking a piece of porcelain, "So you should cherish this body even more now, no matter where the Lord has gone, I don't think you will want to go back to wandering your lonely soul?"

Luna's face turned pale, she realized that the woman in front of her was not a simple person, the sharp dagger was hidden under that gentle smile.

"Also, you kept emphasizing that I don't belong here, which changed a lot of things..." Roy frowned pretending to be distressed, but his tone was still so arrogant and strong, "But there should be no one in the magic world who would not Knowing the old family of Roy, yes, I didn't come out of nowhere. I think my dear Miss Lovegood, this place may be somewhat similar to the 'world' you know, and you, just Traveled to this world that belongs to me."

Luna pursed her lips tightly and was completely unable to refute. At this time Draco also came over, glanced at Luna in disgust, then turned to Roy and said, "The crazy girl from Ravenclaw What were you doing in the Slytherin compartment?"

"Honey, come on," Roy winked at Luna, even though she didn't take Draco's sarcasm seriously, "Miss Lovegood just told me a funny story."

"Story?" Draco frowned.

"Yes, the story." Roy took Draco's arm and said to Luna, "Miss Lovegood, let me introduce..."

"He's Malfoy." Luna interrupted her.

Roy shook his head, "Oh, no, that's not what I want to say. Everyone knows that he is Malfoy, but he is also my fiancé."

Luna stared at Roy and Draco with silver-gray eyes for a while, then said softly, "Excuse me, I'm going back."

Draco glanced at her back with disdain, and then pulled Roy back to the prefect's box, "Don't you think she's a little delirious? I really don't want that madman with beer corks and carrots as jewelry and you any contact."

Roy smiled noncommittally, meaningfully, "I don't know what she was like before, but she is very interesting now."

After getting off the train, the freshmen were taken to cross the lake by boat as usual, while the other students were pulled by carriages to the castle.

On the first day of school, the hall of the castle is still magnificent, the torch light at the entrance is flickering, the long tables of the four colleges are shining under the night sky-like ceiling, hundreds of candles are floating in mid-air, and translucent ghosts are floating in the sky. Wandering around the halls scares newcomers every year.

Dumbledore was the first thing the students saw as they entered the Great Hall, sitting in a gold high-backed chair in the middle of the teacher's desk, his purple robes studded with stars and a matching hat.

Then Roy saw a fat lady next to Dumbledore, because the pink sweater she wore over the robe was too conspicuous, and she wore a pink beret on top of her short curly brown hair The cap, the girly color decoration is really strange on this woman who looks like she is around 50.

"It's terrible..." Roy heard Draco complain, and he also noticed the strange lady, after all, it's really hard for people to ignore her outfit, "It's really like a pink toad , won't she have nightmares when she looks in the mirror?"

Some people in Slytherin laughed, and even Roy couldn't help laughing, because she really felt that Draco's description was too apt.

After the sorting ceremony, unlike the other three houses, the freshmen who were sorted into Slytherin began to flatter the prefects as soon as they sat down. Draco seemed to enjoy it. Although Roy didn't like others eating in her I kept talking to her all the time, and dealt with it patiently.

When all the students had finished eating, Dumbledore rose from his chair once again, just as the noise level in the hall started to rise again.The voice of discussion stopped immediately, and all the students turned to look at the principal.

"There are two changes to our teachers this year. We are delighted to welcome back Professor Graplan, who will lead Magical Creatures, and I am delighted to introduce Ms Umbridge, who will lead our new Defense Against the Dark Arts class teacher."

Roy and Draco exchanged a bad look, and then Roy kept telling himself not to judge people by their appearance, and try to have some expectations for the new professor.

When Dumbledore was about to continue, Umbridge suddenly said softly, "Hem-Hem!"

There are many professors who don't look very good. No new teacher has ever interrupted Professor Dumbledore's speech before. This woman obviously doesn't know how to behave in Hogwarts.

Umbridge put her little pink bag on the table and stepped out from the desk.She was short and fat, and the fluffy pink sweater made her even more bloated, looking like a pink toad.Moreover, when Parkinson saw Umbridge, his nostrils turned up to the sky, probably because he felt that he had regained his confidence in appearance.

"Thank you for your warm welcome, Headmaster," said Umbridge, with a smirk, her voice thin and teenage, "I'm glad to see so many bright, happy faces, all smiling. Look at me, I believe we will become good friends!"

Are you sure it's a smile and not a sneer?

Umbridge cleared her throat again, and when she spoke again, her voice finally became normal, "The Ministry of Magic has always believed that it is very important to educate young wizards and witches. Every headmaster of Hogwarts has brought some We need something new to meet the heavy administrative tasks of this historic school. That is a matter of course, because without progress there will be stagnation and decay. However, progress must not be progress for the sake of progress, let us preserve what must be preserved, and achieve what can be achieved Perfection, and ban practice sessions that should be banned, Hem-Hem..."

When she finally finished speaking, Dumbledore began to applaud, and then there were some scattered applause in the hall.

"Thank you, Professor Umbridge, that was very instructive. Now listen to me, the Quidditch preliminaries will be held..."

Dumbledore continued to speak on the stage, and Roy looked at Draco and asked in a low voice, "Is the Ministry of Magic going to interfere with Hogwarts?"

Draco froze for a moment, then nodded.

Roy frowned, she was a little disgusted with anything pink now, including the strawberry pudding in front of her.

After the opening dinner, Roy poked Draco's waist, "We're going to lead the freshmen."

"Of course, otherwise they would be lost like you."

Roy's face was a little red. She had gradually become familiar with the castle's road and the rules of change in the past few years, but today she was afraid that she would accidentally go wrong, which would be a shameful thing.

Draco chuckled happily, stopped teasing her, took Roy's hand, turned his head and shouted to a group of freshmen: "Slytherins, please follow me!"

Draco led the freshmen to the basement, familiarly passed the stairs at the bottom of the lake, and Roy smiled and said: "The stairs in the castle will move, please remember the law of change, and be careful when you walk. The missing ladder."

The crystal ceiling of the common room shimmered, and a large octopus could be vaguely seen outside. A green lantern on a chain hung from the ceiling, and a flame was burning in the beautifully carved mantelpiece next to the sofa.

The freshmen looked at all the Gothic buildings here curiously, and Roy gave some instructions, and they went to their dormitory with full expectations.

"What are you thinking?" Draco called to Roy who was distracted again.

Her eyes fell back to Draco, watching his face that became more and more handsome with each passing year. This face gradually merged with the haughty, high-spirited little boy with a delicate face in her memory.

Thinking of this, Roy smiled softly, "It's nothing...just suddenly reminded me of the time when you and I were in the first grade."

"Yeah..." Draco's expression became gentle, "This year is the fifth year, and it's been so long before I know it."

"We've known each other for five years, but my mood feels like we've been together for five days." Roy leaned into Draco's arms, rubbed his neck, and felt fulfilled in his heart, "I I like you, Draco." No matter how long they were together, no matter how many touching love words, she said this sentence almost every day.

And Draco put a kiss on her lips as always, and responded tirelessly: "Well... I like you too, Christina."