【Deha】Is Mrs. Lavender updated today?

When I opened my eyes again, most of the day had passed.

Draco Malfoy was not awakened by Harry Potter, but fell asleep again until he woke up naturally.The room was quiet and peaceful, and at some point, a thin blanket was covering his body. Harry Potter rested his hands on the blanket, breathing evenly and lightly from above. Harry Potter fell asleep leaning on the sofa without knowing it. .

The blond-haired young man didn't move. He raised his head and carefully observed the sleeping face of the black-haired savior. His glasses were taken off, and those clear green eyes were hidden behind the closed eyelids. A little blue, it seems that this guy didn't sleep very well last night.More than three hours of sleep, how can an adult's daily life be maintained.

Harry Potter's lips were slightly parted, there was a slight gap between the two beautiful lips and they were not completely pursed, and a little blush appeared on his cheeks.In Draco Malfoy's eyes, Harry Potter, who had let go of all his waking burdens and work and fell into sleep, became more and more peaceful and comfortable.

He silently removed Harry Potter's hand from his body, placed it on the sofa, sat up and regained his senses, turned his head to look at the guy who was still sleeping, and softened the corners of his lips unconsciously.He got up and covered the savior with the blanket on his body, picked up the tablet placed on the edge of the coffee table, and retreated to the single sofa on the other side to sit down.

Draco Malfoy's series of movements all ended in silence, so as not to disturb the lucid dream of the person who was still asleep.

He leaned back on the sofa, unlocked the tablet, and wanted to see the finished Harry Potter painting.

After the tablet was unlocked, it wasn't a drawing board, but Harry Potter's Weibo interface, and the login account ID was too thin for a wand.

Draco Malfoy clicked into his personal homepage, the latest Weibo was posted two hours ago.

[@魔章太粉: Thank you for your hospitality. ]

Add two pictures.

Draco Malfoy clicked to enlarge the two pictures. The first one was the still life that Harry Potter had been sketching before. There were delicate refreshments on the three-tiered tower-style snack tray, a pot of black tea, two cups, and a sugar bowl and milk cup.The patterns and textures of all the utensils are exactly the same as those they used before. He has seen the artist who is too thin for the wand, but now the identity of the owner with this ID is added, which is more and more respected.

He raised his eyebrows and slid his hand, flipping to the next one.This picture was a new work, and the situation in the painting was naturally very familiar to Draco Malfoy, after all, they had just maintained the scene in the painting.

Harry Potter drew Draco Malfoy sleeping on his lap, but the savior in the painting didn't draw with a tablet, but rested his elbow on the arm of the sofa, holding a book in his hand, with a gentle look on his face The corners of the mouth curled up slightly in joy.

He glanced up at the sleeping man and smiled.Then he put the tablet aside and picked up his phone.

The two poor messages that Pansy Parkinson sent him that he had been ignoring since last night finally got the qualifications for review. Draco Malfoy swiped to the message note. One of the two messages was a screenshot, and the other read: I think there will be a good show tomorrow, dear, Potter probably knows that this ID is you. :)

Draco Malfoy clicked on the screenshot, and it was still a Weibo with too thin a wand.

[@魔章太粉：Tonight’s real name wants to sleep @看星星 in the lavender field [picture]]

This microblog was posted shortly before Harry Potter stormed into Malfoy's manor villa. Draco Malfoy secretly gave the person a sideways glance, feeling that this guy was premeditated.

He smiled amusedly, happily opened the Weibo app on his phone, and clicked on the login interface.Draco Malfoy hesitated for a long time when entering his nickname after re-registration, and finally filled in his wonderful ID that was randomly obtained in a brainstorm and was full of girlishness and used to hang around the forum: Watching the stars in the lavender field.

Then he searched for Harry Potter's real-name account with ease, and followed it.Then search for the wand too thin, pay attention.I found the content of the screenshot that Pansy Parkinson sent to him in the message just now, glanced at the comments and reposts.

He naturally knew that most of the CPs of fan sites with too-thin wands were HPDM, so it was only natural that there was something below——

[Comment: Fuck me to death, I also want to sleep prprpr]

[Comment: I beg the savior to sleep this annoying little fairy qwq]

[Comment: Ahhhhhhhhh Merlin's big underpants!sleep him! ]

[Comment: Sexy Malfoy, begging for sleep online. ]

[Comment: I'm Ri Yanjing—come on—fuck him—! x]

……

Ah. Draco Malfoy smiled smugly.

Stop dreaming stupid people, your savior has been slept by me.

He twitched the corner of his lips and forwarded it contentedly, wrote a few words and posted it.

[@在lavenderfieldwatching the stars: It is not certain who sleeps and who :)

|@魔章太粉: Tonight’s real name wants to sleep @看星星 in lavender fields [picture]]

Draco Malfoy swiped up again, and clicked on the comments and reposts of the latest Weibo post by the wand too thin, except for something like "Yesterday I just said I wanted to sleep, and today I'm going to sleep now, what kind of fairy are we Miss Xixi!" "I declare them Sleeping! "" Hahahahahahahahaha is really sleeping! "In addition to Yunyun, there were two re -reviews that attracted his attention.

[@米恩: Congratulations~[applause][applause][applause]]

[@You are the Platinum Young Master: Spicy eyes. [Have you seen this bowl of dog food.jpg]]

Needless to say, the following article comes from a lemon warning issued by a friend who has been in a long-distance relationship with her boyfriend.

The above one is...? Draco Malfoy clicked on that person's homepage, and it seemed that he was also the manager of the Hogwarts fan forum. If he wasn't too sensitive, the owner of this Weibo obviously knew what happened between Harry Potter and him.However, the interaction between this blogger and the wand is too thin is not frequent. He flipped through it, but occasionally the ID would take the initiative to say that the wand is too thin, and then the two chatted casually in the comments.

Draco Malfoy returned to the page where the wand was too thin and found the retweeted content of Pansy Parkinson again, and he deliberately reposted it with Pansy Parkinson's content.

[@看星星在lavenderfield: Poor hospitality. //@You are the Platinum Young Master: Spicy eyes. [Have you seen this bowl of dog food.jpg]

|@魔章太粉: Thank you for your hospitality. [Image] [image]]

Not long after he forwarded this Weibo, a message from Pansy Parkinson flashed on WLM.

Draco Malfoy raised his eyebrows, came to him so soon to criticize him?

[Pansy Parkinson: Is our friendship coming to an end. ]

[Pansy Parkinson: I value sex over friends. ]

[Pansy Parkinson: Are we still each other's angels, my friend? ]

[Draco Malfoy: No. ]

[PansyParkinson: ...you didn't even tell me the fuck you got the savior! ]

[Draco Malfoy: It happened so suddenly, I just got it. /proud]

[Pansy Parkinson: Be honest, when did it happen. ]

[Draco Malfoy: Last night. ]

[Pansy Parkinson: Merlin's beard! Potter so decisive? !Did he really put you to sleep? ! /stunned]

[Draco Malfoy: To be precise, I slept him. ]

[Pansy Parkinson: I don't believe it. ]

Draco Malfoy pulled out the camera, took a silent picture of the savior who hadn't woken up before him, and sent it.

[Pansy Parkinson invites you to speak. ]

Draco Malfoy looked at Harry Potter who didn't know when he would wake up, the phone was still vibrating in his hand, and he didn't give up at all.

Draco Malfoy stood up and tiptoed out of the living room, turning around the porch to make sure no one asleep in the living room would be disturbed before answering the phone.

"What's the matter." He opened the door of the villa while lazily opening his mouth, walked along the outer wall of the villa towards the living room, and stood in front of the French window of the living room. Harry Potter on the sofa.

"What are you talking about me?!" Pansy Parkinson roared across the street.

"Tsk, I'm fucking deaf from you miss." Draco Malfoy leaned against the glass window behind him.

"Be honest, what happened to you two?!"

"Didn't you see it all?" Draco Malfoy replied with a smile.

"I mean last night!" Pansy Parkinson roared angrily on the opposite side, "Thanks to my sister, I was worried that you would be a fool who couldn't get over depression and committed suicide."

"It's nothing." Draco Malfoy lit a cigarette, exhaled, and said leisurely, "He came over suddenly, and then - you know."

"Understood you, sir. Draco Malfoy, I sort of recognize the faces of you two punks."

"Hehe, to tell you the truth, he even keeps the paper crane I flew to him in the third grade."

"..." Pansy Parkinson could feel the complacency of the guy on the other side through the phone, and the girl sighed and eased her tone, "Anyway, congratulations."

"Thank you."

"Ten years of youth are only for one person, tsk tsk tsk."

"Hmm," Draco Malfoy bit his cigarette, "but it's not really ten years. I didn't know these things when I was in school."

"Yes, you don't understand, we have to accompany you every day, Potter, Potter, that Potter, what happened today, Potter was deducted points again in class, blah blah."

Draco Malfoy felt some embarrassment at the hair that covered his ears as he listened to Pansy Parkinson recount in disgust the stupid things he did as a child.

"It's as if I haven't been blinded by you and Blaise's crooked appearance." Draco Malfoy retorted, he suddenly found a person walking from the villa's gate, Harry Potter had woken up at some point, Presumably, he found him standing outside the window from the living room and found him directly, "Stop talking, he's awake."

Draco Malfoy didn't wait to see if Pansy Parkinson wanted to continue talking and cut off the call. The black-haired young man who came out of the villa walked towards him step by step against the late summer sun, and walked along the villa through the green grass. On the edge of the manor, Harry Potter's figure was like a dream in this manor.

"Why are you here?" Harry Potter took the unburned half of the cigarette from Draco Malfoy's hand, pinched the filter with his thumb and middle finger and looked at it for a long time.

"Pansy called, I'm afraid I'll disturb you."

Harry Potter clumsily put the half of the cigarette between his lips, and took a tentative puff. The pungent and acrid smoke flooded his lips and teeth, and quickly impacted the nasal cavity and throat, violently domineering and pervasive. Harry Potter wrinkled his facial features from the bitter smoke, coughed, and returned the rest of the paragraph to Draco Malfoy with a bitter face.

"If you can't smoke, don't smoke." Draco Malfoy patted Harry Potter's back lightly, and gently stroked his spine to help him breathe.

"Cough, cough." Harry Potter coughed twice, his throat was messed up by the smoke, he took some fresh air before he frowned and continued, "You are too aggressive."

"Don't cross your lungs, walk from above." Draco Malfoy took it and sucked it skillfully between his lips, then handed it to Harry Potter again, "Try again?"

The savior waved his hand, "Forget it, I didn't smoke at all." He followed Draco Malfoy's example and leaned against the French window.

"Actually, you can call me inside."

"Come out and breathe."

"I just read your Weibo."

"You mean those two paintings?"

"Ah."

"Any ideas?"

"not bad."

"What do you mean?"

"All." Draco Malfoy turned his head and stared at the person in front of him, "I'm still a little bit incapable of accepting you and—" He paused, "You know, you two are really the same person."

"Speaking of this." Harry Potter suddenly thought of something, "How did you find out that account is mine?"

"You left a signature on the model drawing you gave me," Draco Malfoy replied.

"Signature?" Harry Potter was puzzled, he had no memory of it at all.

"The same signature as those fanarts you drew." Draco Malfoy unlocked the phone, pointed to the unknown symbol in the lower right corner of the Q version on the background screen, "This."

Harry Potter leaned his head and looked over, "Oh my god." He patted his forehead and smiled, and then recalled the scene at that time, "Who cares about such things when you are so angry in the morning."

Draco Malfoy teased with the corners of his mouth raised, "It only proves that our Mr. Savior wasn't careful enough."

"Yes, you are careful enough to delete the number." Harry Potter replied sarcastically.

"Tsk." Draco Malfoy feigned anger, "What about you, since you said it all, how did you find out that I act so cleanly?" He seemed extremely confident in his disguise.

"Come on." Harry Potter glanced at him disdainfully, "No matter how cleanly you delete it, it's easy for the Ministry of Magic to investigate someone. Besides, you didn't log out of the forum account."

"...fuck you promised not to use Ministry of Magic resources to investigate."

"I didn't do it." Harry Potter spread his hands, "Ron."

... my day.Doesn't that mean the goddamned couple Ron Weasley and Granger Hermione know about it too? ! Draco Malfoy rubbed his temples, his skull hurting.

Harry Potter smiled, "If you had confessed earlier, these oolong incidents would not have happened." He raised his hand and took Draco Malfoy's hand rubbing his forehead, and clasped it in his palm.

"How do I know you're interested in me too." Draco Malfoy gave him a sideways look, curled his lips, "If you told me you had a crush on me at the exhibition, you wouldn't have to go around in such a big circle." After he said this He spoke suddenly and then realized that the wand was too thin and indeed he hadn't told him who his crush was. "Wait," he suddenly put on a serious face, "You have a crush on me, right?"

"...Malfoy, you'd better stop taking your brains." Harry Potter couldn't help complaining, "I've been telling you the fucking way I drew your picture because I like you, who else could it be?"

"That's not necessarily true." Draco Malfoy raised his chin arrogantly, looking like a rascal, "Besides, you can't blame me, I treat you like a deadly enemy and you want to sleep with me."

"To each other." Harry Potter rolled his eyes at him.

Draco Malfoy maintained his wayward bastard look at Harry Potter, as if not to be outdone. Harry Potter burst out laughing, the expression and appearance of this person in front of him hadn't changed in the slightest from what he had in school back then.

No, that's too stupid. Harry Potter leaned against the glass window and laughed.

Draco Malfoy was so embarrassed by the savior's inexplicable, he didn't know where he grew up on Harry Potter's laugh, "What are you laughing at!"

"No, I was thinking just now, I didn't recognize you because of the stupid things you said and did when you chatted with me in the forum—hahahahahaha!" Harry Potter couldn't control himself, To be honest, except that he didn't expect Draco Malfoy to have an inexplicable affection for Muggle dolls, the fan writer he was chatting with had the same style of speaking as the person in front of him.

……

Draco Malfoy turned black and stood in front of Harry Potter, with one hand resting on the glass window.

Harry Potter, who was shrouded in a shadow, barely suppressed a smile, and winked at the other party pretending to be innocent.

"Have you laughed enough?" Draco Malfoy asked sullenly.

"No." Harry Potter deliberately provoked.

The blond youth directly lowered his head and grabbed the opponent's lips, let go of the clasped palms of the two and slipped into the gap between Harry Potter's back waist and the glass window, blocking the latter's body towards him.

This kiss carried Draco Malfoy's embarrassment mixed with a little bit of toughness, Harry Potter circled the back of his head and actively opened his mouth to let the other's tongue intrude, and responded to him smoothly, soothing the man's anger.

They ended the kiss before it got too hot, Draco Malfoy said softly, still holding Harry Potter's waist.

"Potter."

"Ok?"

"I want to visit your place."

"Where am I?"

"Your apartment."

"Okay."

Tbc