【Deha】Is Mrs. Lavender updated today?

The amount of information is a bit large.

Draco Malfoy would have liked to Apparate into Pansy Parkinson's bedroom and give that bitch a life of Avada Kedavra, compared to how satisfied Harry Potter was with the call.Damn, this woman knows too much to stay.

Harry Potter cleared his throat, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened. He looked at the guy who was sitting next to him on the sofa with one hand on his forehead and didn't dare to look directly at him. "It's okay Draco, it's fine." He patted him Shoulder, comforted.

"Fuck..." Draco Malfoy turned his face away from his boyfriend's smiling eyes, and cursed under his breath, it's so fucking embarrassing.

"I understand, it's shameful to be exposed, but you believe me." The savior looked serious, "Since I know you are watching the stars in the lavender field, these are nothing in comparison. Really."

"? What kind of consolation is this?!" Draco Malfoy gritted his teeth, "Can you not mention... huh?!" The blond young man was furious, and he clearly felt that his ears were gradually heating up.

"Okay, then let me put it another way." Harry Potter stroked the teacup in his hand and thought for a while, "Let me do the math, ten years..."

"Not ten years! Don't listen to her bullshit!" Draco Malfoy was still dying.

"Even if it hasn't been for ten years, it can at least prove that if we had a chance when we were still in school, we might have rolled into bed." The savior finally concluded.

"Nonsense." Draco Malfoy cursed very smoothly, and then he looked up at those green eyes for a moment, "Wait a minute? What did you say?!"

Harry Potter shrugged for granted, "Isn't it?" He continued under Draco Malfoy's obvious surprise, "What's your expression, if I knew you thought about me when I came back to school after the war maybe we could have a A school romance, maybe we're all married by now."

"Maybe it's broken up now." Draco Malfoy said coolly.

The Savior didn't deny it, but nodded, "It's possible, after all, you were a famous jerk back then." He hastily added before Draco Malfoy cursed again, "But that would make it less fun, wouldn't it?"

"Fun? If you insist on calling it fun to mess with yourself and your crush's colleagues, and being stripped of your vest and black history one after another." The blond young man curled his lips.

"For me, yes." The savior blinked happily, "Is there anything more exciting than knowing that your boyfriend has liked you for ten years?"

Draco Malfoy glanced at the other party meaningfully, then leaned back lazily, almost collapsed on the sofa in Harry Potter's office, sighed, and looked at Harry Potter sitting in the chair beside him Opened: "Potter, I have a hunch."

"What hunch?"

"I may be tied to you for the rest of my life."

"Oh, I wish I could."

Draco Malfoy tilted his head and glanced at the two phones the Savior had placed in front of them, "Give me the phone, yours."

Harry Potter put down the teacup in his hand, picked up the one that belonged to him, unlocked it, and handed it to the other party.

Draco Malfoy made a direct voice call, still to Pansy Parkinson.

The call stayed on for a long time until it was automatically hung up.

"No answer?" Harry Potter asked.

"I guess he was preparing to escape to save his life." Draco Malfoy mocked with the corner of his mouth raised.

The blond youth called up the chat window on Harry Potter's phone with Pansy Parkinson.

[Harry Potter: Answer the phone. ]

[Pansy Parkinson: ... who are you? ]

[Harry Potter: Draco Malfoy. ]

[Pansy Parkinson: ...? !sorry!I did not do it on purpose! ]

[Harry Potter: Are you awake? ]

[Pansy Parkinson: Wake up wake up. ]

[Harry Potter: Wait for me to pass now. ]

[Pansy Parkinson: Don't come!I'm ready to go to the airport! ]

Heh... he ran really fast.

[Harry Potter: Where did you buy that bear? You don't need to look it up, give me the address. ]

[Pansy Parkinson: No problem!wait! ]

Draco Malfoy returned the phone to the Savior with a raised eyebrow in satisfaction.

"What's the situation?" Harry Potter took the phone.

"She's looking for the address," Draco Malfoy replied, followed by a sneer, "It would have been nice to be this early."

"No, wouldn't you miss the most exciting part." The savior pointed out with a smile.

The blond young man smacked his lips in displeasure, even though Harry Potter managed to resolve his embarrassment well, it was a bit embarrassing anyway.

"Okay, okay, don't look at me like that, I guess Parkinon has a long-standing grudge, and he is responsible for the stupid things he did." Harry Potter stood up, the chair slid back behind the desk, and waved his wand at the desk again , the information on the desktop automatically returned to its original position, "Didn't you come here to invite me to lunch? Let's go."

"Canteen again?" Draco Malfoy frowned subconsciously. It's not that the working meals of the Ministry of Magic are terrible, but it's not delicious after all.

Harry Potter put away his wand, "No, let's go to another place, wait for Parkinson to pass over the address and go take a look in the afternoon." He looked at the guy who was still slumped on his sofa and asked, "Are you planning to keep spreading it all the time?" Are you here or are you going to ask me to ask you to stand?"

Draco Malfoy raised his head, "That depends on the sincerity of our savior."

"Then you are hungry, I'm leaving." Harry Potter turned and walked towards the door, saying that he was about to open the door.

"...You numb Potter! Do you have any conscience?!" Draco Malfoy yelled behind his back.

Harry Potter sighed, let go of the doorknob, and walked straight to Draco Malfoy who was glaring at him. Draco Malfoy panicked staring at the expressionless savior, when the other hand put one hand on the back of the sofa next to his ear, raised one leg, and pressed his knee against the sofa cushion between his legs, Draco Malfoy flinched involuntarily.

Immediately afterwards, the savior lowered his head and kissed her.

"Is sincerity enough?" Harry Potter asked softly with a teasing smile.

Draco Malfoy licked his lips and smiled evilly, "I don't think it's enough." He reached out and took off the messiah's obstructive glasses, and kissed those soft lips again, deepening the kiss by the way.

Harry Potter ended this long kiss when the desire was growing and spreading. He pushed Draco Malfoy away and stood up again, looking down at the guy who just got a cheap deal and now his face was full, and stretched out his hand, "Satisfied Is this sir? Shall I go to dinner?"

Draco Malfoy raised his eyebrows, "Of course." He grabbed Harry Potter's hand and stood up with strength, "The rest will be discussed at night."

***

"I sent you the address, name, and WLM account number Draco." Pansy Parkinson's voice came out from the speaker of the phone, "By the way, she seems to be quite wary, if it wasn't for my insistence on face-to-face inspection, she wouldn't have Going to tell me the address."

"Girl?" Harry Potter poked at the vegetables on his plate.

"Correct."

"Specific appearance?"

"I don't remember." There was a sound of a trolley passing by on the phone, and Pansy Parkinson was disgusted, "Muggles are trouble."

"Parkinson, you're at the Muggle airport now." Harry Potter reminded her, "And didn't everyone push cars into walls when they were in school?"

"If you find it troublesome, get out." Draco Malfoy glanced at the name on the phone screen, "I guess Blaise wouldn't mind waiting an extra day for you, and you'll get out after you check out the ins and outs of this bear for me."

"Yo——" the girl pulled the tone in a strange way, "you have only been together for a few days? You started to protect your shortcomings so soon? Go back to the devil!" She turned her tone strong and fierce, "Go back and be killed by you two dog boys Is the male stuffed with dog food blind by the way?!"

"Then stop fucking nonsense and focus on the point."

"Okay, now that your ten-year crush has finally come true—"

"Parkinson!" Draco Malfoy interrupted her sullenly, "Damn it, you haven't settled the score with you just now, try to say it again!"

Pansy Parkinson burst out laughing, "He already knows what you're trying to hide."

"Merlin! Please stop, both of you!" Harry Potter couldn't stand it anymore, he saw the fork in the hand of his boyfriend sitting across from him and wanted to poke it into the phone in the next second, "Parkinson, you have other clues Is it? Or something worthy of attention, if not, it won’t delay your boarding.”

"I'll think about it." Pansy Parkinson sounded like he was really thinking about something seriously, and the girl's voice came out again, "Oh yes, she doesn't see the opposite sex."

The savior was taken aback when he heard the news, "...what?"

"Before she met me, she confirmed that I was a woman countless times before she was willing to meet, saying that she was not good at talking to the opposite sex."

"What's wrong with that." Draco Malfoy frowned.

"God knows, but you can try it. After all, the name of the savior is always worth a little bit of face, right?" Pansy Parkinson said with a hint of teasing, and a reminder to board the plane at the airport faintly came from the receiver, "Other temporarily Can't remember, I have to get on the plane."

"Okay, if you recall other clues and anything strange about meeting you, feel free to send it to me—of course, to Draco." Harry Potter woke up his phone, and Pansy Parkinson's call was all recorded by him down.

"It's very meaningful to hear Draco's first name instead of his last name Potter," Pansy Parkinson said leisurely, "but I guess some people should be very happy."

"Don't say a word and no one will think you are dumb." Draco Malfoy still had a bad tone.

"Don't be so fierce dear, I'll bring you a present."

"No, it's the greatest gift for you to stop harassing me."

"Don't worry, you are married now, and I will definitely call you in advance when I go to Malfoy Manor." Pansy Parkinson smiled, "It will be bad if I see the two of you kissing again or something interesting... right?"

"Oh, thank you so much." Draco Malfoy snorted coldly, "Send a message to Blaise for me to take his woman away as soon as possible. I'm not in charge of watching people for him."

Pansy Parkinson snorted disdainfully, "Potter? Potter? Are you still listening?"

"You say." The Savior had almost finished his lunch as the two Slytherins taunted each other.

"Although I'm an omnivorous person in the forum, but seriously, don't blame me for not reminding you, Draco is really cowardly and afraid of pain, as a good boyfriend, you'd better be gentle especially—"

Pansy Parkinson didn't finish, and Draco Malfoy forcibly cut off the call before the other party could say some sensitive words.

"...What is she going to say?" Harry Potter blinked his eyes in confusion.

Draco Malfoy gritted his teeth sullenly, "She's sick."

Harry Potter's eyes flicked back and forth between his boyfriend and the phone that had fallen into silence, and the last sentence that Pansy Parkinson hadn't finished was still running in his mind, and he suddenly realized.

"Huh—?" The savior opened his eyes slightly, "She thinks I'm the one at the top?"

"..." Draco Malfoy didn't speak, he was very glad that the restaurant they chose didn't have many people at noon, and the seats were still quite secluded.

"I thought you'd tell her—something?" the Savior asked, weighing his words.

Draco Malfoy swallowed his food and waved his hands, "It doesn't matter, let her go, there is nothing to explain with mental retardation with smooth brain circuits."

Harry Potter looked at the other person's face indifferently and did not continue this topic anymore, but he probably has to deal with this recording when he goes back...

Draco Malfoy put down the cutlery after finishing his lunch, picked up his mobile phone again, and forwarded the address and a series of contents sent by Pansy Parkinson to Harry Potter.

"Sent to you." Draco Malfoy shook his phone to remind him.

Harry Potter opened the window, and a row of simple addresses appeared on the screen.

[No. 83b, Diagon Alley, potion ingredients shop. ]

—Tbc—