【Deha】Is Mrs. Lavender updated today?

The shading effect of this broken curtain is so fucking bad, I will definitely have to replace it sometime.

Draco Malfoy thought as he was woken up by the sunlight at 07:30 in the morning.

He raised his wrist to cover his eyes, and seemed to hear some sparse and small movements in the dimness. He struggled to open his eyelids, turned his head to look at the empty bed beside him, and then turned to the other side, his eyes The black-haired savior who was wrapped in a towel on the lower body and was about to change clothes broke into him.

"It's so early again?" Draco Malfoy turned sideways, looking at Harry Potter, with a lazy husky in his voice.

"I don't have that many days off." Harry Potter took out clean clothes from the closet with his back turned to Draco Malfoy.

Draco Malfoy moved towards the side of the bed, admiring his boyfriend's exquisitely perfect body with his face resting on his arm.The savior's upper body was bare, and the butterfly bones on the shoulder armor followed the movement of Harry Potter's arm under the skin as it should have moved, slowly unfolding beautiful and plump wings in front of Draco Malfoy's eyes.The black-haired young man is probably out of professional habits, still standing straight, with a solid-colored bath towel stuck between his waist, wrapping the guy's round, extremely elastic and firm buttocks, the bath towel naturally droops, but still reveals a part of his muscles and curves calves.

The guy on the bed licked his lips subconsciously, he firmly believed that some of his physical reactions were simply early morning erections, and had nothing to do with the beautiful scene in front of him.

Perhaps Harry Potter sensed the fiery gaze behind him. After he put on his shirt and bottoms, he turned around and saw the blond young man lying on the bed staring at him blankly, with dull eyes and a very serious expression. It is adultery.

He moved two steps towards the bed, snapped his fingers in front of the other person, "Hey! I didn't seem to do anything particularly excessive to you last night? Why did you become a dementia after sleeping all night?"

"Fuck you Potter, you are demented." Draco Malfoy came back to his senses, he continued to lie lazily on the bed, patted the side of the bed, and signaled him to sit down.

"No time." Harry Potter ruthlessly refused, waving his wand to fasten his tie.

"Tsk." Draco Malfoy folded his hands behind his head, "What's your plan for today?"

"Yesterday afternoon, I planned to go to the little girl who was under the Imperius Curse to inquire about the situation, but I didn't go. I can only find time to go and have a look today." The savior picked up the phone on the bedside table and checked the time. The time was a little tight, he speeded up the movements in his hands, and the speed of his speech couldn't help but increase, "I guess I won't have time to eat breakfast, you can figure it out yourself. Oh, by the way, if there is news from Parkinson, remember to tell him as soon as possible. I."

"No problem, I can go back to the manor for breakfast." Draco Malfoy continued to lie on the bed and looked at Harry Potter who was in a hurry. "Aren't you eight o'clock? Are you in such a hurry?"

"I got up late and took another shower. I didn't take a shower after last night."

"I don't know who must follow me to unlock the new position." Draco Malfoy deliberately put on an appearance that had nothing to do with me and shook his head, "It's up to Potter."

"I don't know who did it halfway and told me that I can't get rid of the back pain." Harry Potter gave Draco Malfoy a disdainful sideways glance, "Otherwise, what about the second half of the night?"

"Don't you enjoy taking the lead yourself?" Draco Malfoy raised his eyebrows, anyway, his back doesn't hurt now.

"Indeed, but to be honest, the landing risk is a bit high." Harry Potter put on his coat, "and it's not exciting enough. Of course, it may also be that my posture is wrong or my operation is unfamiliar."

"So you mean I'll be here in the future?"

"The superior status you chose yourself, in the future you will have to fucking finish it for me even if you cry."

The blond youth shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "Don't worry, I don't think I'm too weak to satisfy you."

"Oh, so please give me an explanation for your behavior last night?"

"Didn't you always want to try navel oranges? Wouldn't it be nice to give you a chance?" Draco Malfoy smiled wickedly.

"Then I have to thank you for your thoughtfulness and understanding? Boyfriend?" The savior teased and chuckled.

"You're welcome, it should be." Draco Malfoy nodded triumphantly, "How to solve it at noon? Canteen?"

"Otherwise?" Harry Potter picked up his phone again to check the time, "Oh shit! I really have to go." He grabbed his robe and was about to Apparate in place.

"Potter." Draco Malfoy sat up in bed suddenly a second before Harry Potter was about to disappear.

"Let's talk at night or WLM, I'll be late—"

Draco Malfoy stood up, grabbed the savior by his tie and pulled the latter to his eyes, fixed on those two lips and dropped a light kiss, cutting off the words behind Harry Potter.

Then, before Harry Potter could react, he lay back on the bed again, wrapped himself in the quilt, closed his eyes and waved his back to the Savior: "See you at noon."

Draco Malfoy slowly opened his eyes again after the sound of Apparition crackling sounded in the bedroom. His gray eyes were already full of sleepiness and radiant.

Merlin's beard, it's even more fucking cool when it's real.

This kind of drama that he used to only see in the fandom of the forum has actually come true!Achieved!Merlin!

What are you sleeping on!get high!

Draco Malfoy was summoned by the mobile phone he put in the living room the night before with a flying spell, but Pansy Parkinson did not reply to him, and all the news and updates came from Weibo.

After Harry Potter posted that Weibo with Lavender's account last night, Draco Malfoy cursed and pressed him on the bed. As for the rest, there were some indescribable content from the neck down.

I opened it again this morning, and the Weibo again received a lot of re-comments.

For example, what to say: Fuck the two families can get together, I believe in love again.

What else: woo woo woo woo woo I also want young ladies to fall in love QAQ

And: where is Caoxi CP powder!Let me see your hands! !Get dry! ! !

……

Draco Malfoy is full of confusion, even the author's CP can do it? !Why can these people drink anything the fuck?Is the emotional world so empty? !

too frightening.

He quit Weibo and clicked on Pansy Parkinson's WLM window.

[Draco Malfoy: Up or not. ]

send.

***

Pansy Parkinson had never regretted it so much.

She thought that after Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter's two damn fags successfully rolled into bed, she could retire. She didn't have to go to Malfoy Manor every day to check whether a dead house was still maintaining a normal life cycle, and she didn't have to worry about Draco Malfoy. Mental health issues are responsible, after all, those are the things that the savior should worry about now.

To be honest, if it wasn't for Narcissa Malfoy's commission before she left, and she was really worried about her old friend guarding the Malfoy Manor alone, she would have traveled all over the world with Blaise Zabini.

Pansy Parkinson thought she was kind enough to Draco Malfoy as a friend.After all, she is no longer the brain-twitching little girl who hangs around Draco Malfoy every day at Hogwarts and lets her die lying on her lap and brushing her hair and treating gay guys as the object of love, ever since she saw that goddamn Malfoy clearly After being only interested in the savior's ass, as a Slytherin, of course she knows how to mend the past and never hang herself on a tree.

What's more, this tree only fucking likes another tree that is even more stupid.

However, in the early hours of the morning when she and Blaise Zabini ended the video call, she booked a plane ticket and planned to sleep until she woke up naturally. After waking up and having a meal, she could fly to the other side of the ocean to find her boyfriend to solve her lovesickness, and avoid that spicy couple by the way. On the day of the gay guy with eyes, she had never hated the Internet and mobile phones so much as now. She just wanted to tear apart the communication equipment imported from the Muggle world, and it must be the kind that smashed to pieces and turned into ashes.

Her WLM messages have not been interrupted since eight o'clock in the morning.

And all from the same fucking guy.

[Draco Malfoy: Up or not. ]

[Draco Malfoy: Did you find out. ]

[Draco Malfoy: Parkinson?Say something back. ]

[Draco Malfoy: Just waiting for you. ]

[Draco Malfoy: Don't sleep, get up and work. ]

[Draco Malfoy: It's nine o'clock. ]

[Draco Malfoy: Harry has been at work for an hour, can you hurry up. ]

[Draco Malfoy: Why don't you give me the address and I'll look it up. ]

[Draco Malfoy: ?Not up yet? ]

[Draco Malfoy: Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. ]

[Draco Malfoy: What's wrong with the Floo network? ]

[Draco Malfoy: If you are given a chance to save the world, you must cherish it. ]

[Draco Malfoy: I have an appointment with him for lunch, and I will see you in the afternoon. ]

……

For Pansy Parkinson, her 26-year friendship with her blonde friend has been consumed by some idiot at this point.If it weren't for the sake of everyone growing up together, she would definitely have blackmailed Draco Malfoy.

The dark-haired girl with a violent messy hairstyle lay on the bed and pressed the keyboard angrily.send.

[PansyParkinson: Convex(フッドド) fuck your mother Draco Malfoy!I want to sleep! ]

The other party returned very quickly.

[Draco Malfoy: Get up quickly, I'll find you after dinner. ]

[Pansy Parkinson: Don't come, I've booked a plane ticket and I'll be leaving in the afternoon. ]

[Draco Malfoy: The air ticket is refunded, and I will pay you the money. ]

[Pansy Parkinson: Is it about the money? ! ]

[Draco Malfoy: Isn't it? ]

[Pansy Parkinson: ... If I told you to give up having lunch with the savior now and write a manuscript for my old lady, would you go? ! ]

[Draco Malfoy: Huh. [Indifference.jpg]]

[Pansy Parkinson: Then why should I check that fucking Muggle doll! ]

[Draco Malfoy: Miss Parkinson, please cooperate with the Aurors. ]

[Pansy Parkinson: With a ball!Roll rough! [Manual goodbye.jpg]]

This phone seems to be unacceptable!

Pansy Parkinson angrily raised the phone and was about to throw it against the wall, when the thing vibrated wildly in her palm again, this time it was no longer a message prompt, but a call invitation.

Call invitation from Draco Malfoy.

Pansy Parkinson angrily connected to the voice call, and before the person on the other side opened his mouth, he yelled decisively: "DRACO! MALFOY! You are a fucking bitch who has the same sex but not the opposite sex! My old lady has been poisoned by your damn crush for ten years! Ten years Fuck! You fucking fell asleep to the savior now, can you give me back! It’s not you who watched Potter looking for girlfriends one by one, lying dead in the Slytherin common room and cursing until midnight It's time?! Isn't it the time when you don't even dare to go to class reunions for fear of running into your crush?! It's not the time when you're so fucking depressed that you smoke like crazy and still rely on writing fanfic to relieve the pain, emptiness and loneliness of your crush?! Can you Can't let me sleep peacefully for an hour! Just an hour! Is it difficult?! Ah?!"

The girl lay on the bed gasping for breath, and scolded a lot in one breath. She is a little hypoxic now.

There was also strangely no sound from the other side.

Pansy Parkinson took a deep breath and asked angrily, "Draco? What the hell are you doing?!"

"Uh..." The other party seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then continued to maintain a calm tone, "I'm sorry to disturb your sleep, Parkinson."

Pansy Parkinson was taken aback.

That wasn't Draco Malfoy's voice.

That's...that's——!Fuck!Oops!

"Sorry, it's me, Potter." The voice suppressed a smile, "Harry Potter."

Pansy Parkinson woke up the phone screen, and the white text showed that she had indeed received a call invitation from Draco Malfoy.

"...how...how is it you?" Pansy Parkinson stammered, "Dra...Draco...?"

Harry Potter tried his best not to laugh out loud, cleared his throat, and pretended to be calm: "He is listening."

"...WTF?! Farewell!"

Pansy Parkinson quickly cut off the call.

She is now startled to realize that the flight ticket was booked early in the morning, so she might have to pack her luggage and run for her life.

Tbc