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?Draco was the one talking most of the night, about his dad taking him on his first broomstick ride, his first trip to Diagon Alley, his first time having his own wand in Ollivander, his first time leaving Parents come to Hogwarts for school...

Hua Xiang has been listening patiently, showing curiosity from time to time. Draco excitedly told his new friend his story, some showing off that his father bought him various dragon models, and some Bitterly complaining that his mother sent him candy every week but he was already a big boy... It was obvious that Draco adored his father, he always mentioned his father with pride, and he also had a He doted on his mother so much that Hua Xiang could even imagine how reluctant that mother was when her son left home to go to school.

Later, the chat was interrupted by a crying female voice. It was Draco's mother, Narcissa Malfoy. She almost fainted when she heard the news of Draco's injury. At this moment, she was not at all noble and indifferent She looks like a mother who is worried about her child, her eyes are red, she has obviously cried, and she keeps chanting: "My little dragon, my little dragon..."

"Oh, Mom, I've grown up, can you stop calling me Xiaolong." Draco was very embarrassed, his pale cheeks were slightly red, and his eyes looked at Hua Xiang from time to time.Hua Xiang couldn't help laughing at Draco's reaction, and Draco's face turned even redder.

Narcissa finally noticed something unusual about her little dragon, following Draco's gaze, it was the lady who saved Draco, she stood up, and walked around Draco's hospital bed: "Oh, this It must be Miss Huaxiang, thank you very much for saving Xiaolong."

At this time, Narcissa has recovered her usual ladylike look, and her manners are decent, but sincerity can be seen from her blue eyes and the smile at the corner of her mouth.

"Ma'am, you can just call me Hua Xiang. Draco is my classmate. I can't do nothing. Besides, we are friends now, right?" He said and smiled at Draco.

"Yes, Mom, we are friends. Hua Xiang just transferred from another school and is also in the third year of Slytherin."

"Narcissa, it's getting late, we still have something to talk to Headmaster Dumbledore. Draco and Huaxiang also need to rest."

After they left, Hua Xiang thought that Mr. Malfoy obviously did not spoil their only son like Mrs. Malfoy. Draco seemed to have a strict father, but he didn't seem to be what he showed. Hua Xiang could even I can imagine the kind and gentle expression on his broomstick ride with little Draco.What an enviable family. If my parents were still there, would they be like this? Would everything be different?

At this moment, Hua Xiang missed her parents very much. Even though she had never seen them, she thought that her mother must be like Mrs. Malfoy who doted on her children, and her father was always strict. Scolding her, mother would protect her at this time, but father would always walk away angrily but there was nothing he could do.However, she knew very clearly that none of this was true. The reality was that she couldn't even see their appearance or hear their voices clearly even in her dream.Her longing for her parents is like a rootless duckweed, with no attachment, growing wildly and deeply desperate.

"Hua Xiang, Hua Xiang, what's wrong with you, Hua Xiang?" Seeing Hua Xiang staring at the candle in a daze, as if under the Imperius Curse, Draco couldn't help shouting.

Hua Xiang came back to his senses slightly, his eyes were still filled with deep confusion and despair: "Did I scare you?" Hua Xiang knew that his unloved appearance was still a bit scary.

"Um, no, I mean you don't look well, what happened?"

"I just remembered something, nothing."

"But you looked so scary just now. Did someone bully you? Tell me, and I'll teach him a lesson for you. My father is very powerful."

"It's really nothing, I'll just sleep on it."

"Well, it's a bit late. I heard Pansy say that it's not good for girls to stay up late." Then he closed his eyes.

Hua Xiang also lay down, pulled over the quilt, and hugged her tightly. Only in this way can she feel that she still has something to hold on to, and can find some comfort in the despair and pain in her heart.

"I know everyone has secrets, and I also know that this might be an annoyance, but if you want to tell me, you must be the first to tell me, and I will teach them a lesson for you." Draco's voice came from behind again.Draco didn't know what the sudden appearance of the Eastern ascetic meant, but it was by no means a trivial matter.Slytherins never pry into other people's secrets, but if you need to listen, I'm always there, as long as you need help, as a friend I will always be there for you.

The young man's voice was slightly hoarse, but it was particularly reassuring in this quiet night.Perhaps Draco's Draco may not be of much help to the predicament she is facing, but this simple promise at this moment has the urge to make people cry, and a warm current rushes into her heart, as if that The haze also faded a little.

"If I say something, I will be the first to tell you." The defense built up with layers of barriers was cracked at this moment.She just wants to escape temporarily in this foreign country, to accumulate strength, and has no intention of making friends. Her identity is sensitive, and it is even a big trouble.Even if she saved him today and he said that he wanted to be friends with her, she didn't take it very seriously, she just treated him as a child, but the feelings of young people may be the purest feelings in the world.