【Deha】Is Mrs. Lavender updated today?

Tongue can't stop, Dale Oakes' face in front of him is very suitable to use this word to describe.

But the other two men in this interrogation room were making meaningless jokes with each other as if no one was there.

"You're violating my right of reputation Potter!" Draco Malfoy sat sideways on the edge of the table, he tilted his head slightly and looked at the savior sitting in the chair, his tone of voice was a little bit annoyed.

Harry Potter also raised his head slightly, leaning the back of his head on the edge of the chair back and asked in confusion: "When did I violate your right of reputation?"

Draco Malfoy grimaced, "I didn't allow you to tell other people my forum nickname without permission."

"Oh, that's not a breach of reputation my dear." Harry Potter showed no sign of remorse, just wagging his fingers leisurely, "you can at most accuse me of lax talk and big mouth."

"Tsk, damn Gryffindor."

"Map cannon?"

"Yes."

"There are two Gryffindors sitting across from you. Do you believe that when you go out later, Ron will give you an incisor stick?"

"Aurors blatantly attack innocent and kind-hearted people, please ask our Auror Deputy Director, Mr. Harry Potter, to enforce the law impartially, or can I apply for personal safety protection?"

"Don't put gold on your face. If you can be regarded as a kind person, then the person who is tied up opposite you will have to be acquitted."

"Oh, you mean that I am more sinful than her? Then I want to ask, have I committed any crime, eh?"

Before Harry Potter could reply, he heard Oakes' sneer abruptly cut into the conversation between the two, and the two youths were attracted to look at the other side of the interrogation room.

"What crime have you committed?" Oakes repeated Draco Malfoy's question grimly, her hands clasped tightly on the iron sheet of the armrest. "Haven't you committed enough crimes? Draco Malfoy—!" She was already growling , Those dissatisfaction with the blond man in front of him all burst out in an instant.

"Do I have a grudge against her?" Draco Malfoy looked at the furious Dale Oakes suspiciously, and asked inexplicably, "She hates me so much just because I slept with you?"

"Merlin knows." The savior shrugged his shoulders in the same confusion, "Maybe when did you end up with her?" Harry Potter turned and pointed at Oakes deliberately, "Don't forget Miss Oakes, he It's not just Draco Malfoy, but also your favorite fanfic author." The savior's look of watching the excitement and not taking it too seriously was successfully exchanged for a pair of glares from Draco Malfoy next door, "Don't look at me like that, Miss Oakes is your fan."

The blond young man sneered and said, "A fan who wants to kill me? That's really deep love."

"You can't be Lavender." Oakes clutched the back of the chair so hard her knuckles turned white, she muttered and shook her head, then raised her head sharply and stared at Draco Malfoy, her eyes fixed firmly on On the young man's face, "Impossible, that person wrote—"

"DMHP." Unexpectedly, Draco Malfoy took the initiative to complete the name of the CP after Oakes, he curled his lips and glanced haughtily at the other party, "Is there a problem?"

Oakes was stunned for a moment, she stared at Draco Malfoy's eyes full of disdain and suddenly laughed, she opened her eyes and asked sharply: "Ha...you think I will believe it? I'm not a fucking retard! Do you think I will believe this kind of idiot setting where the parties go to sea to fuck CP?!"

"Potter, she said you're an idiot." Draco Malfoy tried to throw the question to the Savior.

"She was talking about you." Harry Potter didn't want to take the blame and threw the question back.

"Each each other."

"Enough!" Oakes cut off the young man's teasing loudly. She took a deep breath and seemed to calm herself down a little. "Prove it, gentlemen? How can you prove that Malfoy is lavender?"

Harry Potter sighed in pity, "Ms. Oakes? We don't have to lie to you." He watched Dale Oakes stare at Draco Malfoy's resolute eyes and poked his boyfriend next to him, "Why don't you put the forum account homepage Show her."

"Why!" Draco Malfoy glared back.

The savior said that he was going to dig out his boyfriend's pocket, "It's not that she doesn't believe that you can travel by car."

"I have no obligation to make her trust me, Potter." Draco Malfoy held down the other's restless stealing action, "That's your job."

"Just take it as a favor for me." Harry Potter raised his wrist and glanced at the time, "Get her off work early, or would you like to squat in the Ministry of Magic with me all night?"

Draco Malfoy curled his lips unwillingly, and glanced at Harry Potter with great displeasure. Under the latter's expectant gaze, he reluctantly took out his mobile phone, logged in to the Hogwarts underground fan forum, and called up the personal Home, reluctantly left the table, moved two steps to stand in front of Oakes, and showed his mobile phone screen to the suspect who was still unwilling to give up.

"Is that proof enough?" Draco Malfoy said dryly.

Oakes stared at the personal homepage of the forum on the screen. The interface is obviously a background personal center that only the account owner can enter rather than a browsing interface. A small magic wand icon flashes behind all personal information that can be modified, indicating that settings can be made. And modification, the data interface also presents a total of 99+ unprocessed red dot patterns, which is exactly the same as Lavender's behavior habit of not checking and replying comments very much.

All signs indicated that the man in front of him was indeed the account owner.

Oakes bit her lip tremblingly, her eyeballs rolled up and down and scanned the personal center homepage on the screen again and again, she muttered almost obsessively: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!" A small voice came from her lips and teeth The interrogation room was filled with repeated syllables.

"Why would it be you—!" She finally burst into a roar, she raised her head and glared fiercely at the blond youth in front of her, "She clearly hates Malfoy so much! How could it be Draco Malfoy himself! How could a person who was conceited and arrogant in school days It's possible to write such words! It's impossible! It's impossible!" Oakes yelled hoarsely, wishing that every word would turn into a sharp knife and cut the blond man in front of him, "That's a bastard! Forgive sinner!"

Draco Malfoy put away his phone, and casually lowered his eyes to meet those eyes that seemed to hate him. To be honest, he hadn't seen such eyes before.In Hogwarts after the war, the discrimination, humiliation, and even hatred towards those Slytherins who had clearly committed themselves to the dark camp were far more vicious than this kind of stark eyes.

He couldn't help laughing at himself, still looking at Oakes, but talking to the Savior.He said, "Potter, I don't want this to be heard by anyone else in this interrogation room."

Harry Potter naturally understood what he meant, and waved his wand to cover the entire room with a silencing spell, cutting off the monitoring authority of the monitoring room opposite.

Draco Malfoy had his hands in his pockets, and raised his chin to look at Oakes. He pressed Oakes' arms that were tied to the armrest of the chair, bent slightly, lowered his voice, and a gloomy breath escaped from his throat.

"Are you surprised?" He said in a frivolous tone, "What kind of story do you think I will write?" He deliberately continued to approach Oakes in front of him and shortened the distance between the two again, "Or you didn't expect, that kind of story Disgusting and humble words will never appear in my own writing?"

"Didn't you expect that?" Draco Malfoy raised his brows sarcastically, "I didn't expect that I would hate what I've done more than anyone else? Huh?" He straightened up before Oakes recovered, and said coldly He let out a soft snort deep in his throat, clutching his trouser pockets with both hands, and sneered, "I admit, you're right, in a sense, I'm really heinous."

"Draco—"

"Shut the fuck up Potter!" Harry Potter was about to subconsciously refute the blond man's remarks, but Draco Malfoy yelled at him and stopped him. The blond man didn't look back at him, but took a step back facing Oakes , "You think I am selfish, timid, cowardly, arrogant, insidious, hypocritical, and despicable. It seems that most of the vicious words can find a place in me, right?" Seen in various stories, the words used to describe him, there is no expression of regret on his face, and he still maintains the previous ridicule and arrogance, "And I have to say, you are right. At least with some Compared with people—" His peripheral vision drifted to Harry Potter, "Azkaban is my home."

"You're probably wondering why I'm so comfortable in the Ministry of Magic." Draco Malfoy raised his chin and stared at Oakes' hateful face. "You think we're the same kind, but alas, we never were." He paused , the words are serious and sharp, "The only thing I hate from the beginning to the end is what I have done, and I have never wanted or even planned to end anyone's life because of this!"

"But you're right about one thing." The blond man pointed to Harry Potter who was sitting not far behind him, "I like him, love him, so I didn't expect to get him in the past, even in those stories, I I can't even imagine myself becoming Harry Potter's partner one day." He chuckled again, which was not so much a denial of his feelings as a mockery of his own weakness, "I dare not Think, can't think, and don't have the right to think. Miss Oakes, you said that you can do anything for the savior, eliminate his enemies and remove all obstacles, indeed, I agree with this." He took a deep breath, He spit it out again slowly and long, and continued to speak as if he had strengthened his conviction, "The difference is that I was the most hated bastard in his student days, so I was that enemy, and I was that obstacle."

"Then why don't you die—!" Oakes screamed and roared, she had already entered a state of madness, trying to rush up to attack Draco Malfoy but was thrown back into the chair by the binding spell again and again, she just Can struggle and shout, "End your own life in exchange for a worry-free future for him, isn't that what you deserve!"

Draco Malfoy stood there without moving. He was still condescending, watching the madman in front of him indifferently trying to attack him again and again, "I said that life is the breeding ground for tragedy. Do you think that death is terrible? The gray eyes of the blond-haired youth lost focus for a moment, and he muttered, "What's more, I have escaped from him many times, at least this time, I don't want to use death to escape from his world. "

Compared to Oakes being driven crazy by Draco Malfoy's self-confession, the wand in Harry Potter's hand has never left his palm since Draco Malfoy began to deny himself. He was naturally surprised by Draco Malfoy's extremely low elaboration of his own emotions. He was familiar with the emotional factors that the proud Slytherin would breed. He believed that the other party's love must be aggressive, strong, and even intrusive, and it should never be such a humble and down-to-earth total rejection.

Harry Potter was also shocked. Since he found out that Draco Malfoy was looking at the stars in the lavender field, he had never asked Draco Malfoy why he kept writing tragic plots... Or, he hadn't had time to ask.Now he seemed to understand why Draco Malfoy chose to disappear from his sight even though he knew that his wand was too thin.This guy never believed that he would get love from Harry Potter, and he never believed it.

Too cowardly.

Really.Too cowardly.

But if the identity is exchanged, maybe he can't do it.

Thinking so, Harry Potter frowned, a look of helplessness appeared on the corners of his lips.

"So we've never been the same, Oakes." Draco Malfoy smiled, "Do you think you're going to kill me, or to threaten those low-brows who write Harry as a sex slave, as a masochist, as a disgusting person, so that they will be upset?" Is being afraid to protect him?! Think about it, your actions almost caused the death of others, you used the Unforgivable Curse, and you exploited the lives of others in the name of love, so your hands are much cleaner than mine ?” Every sentence he said was more sinister and stern than the last one, and every sentence hit Oakes’ fragile heart with a heavy weight, “I’m despicable, I’m shameless, so what have you done to me? Difference? Huh?"

"No--! Not the same! That's what they deserve!" Oakes shook her head quickly, her eyes pierced through Draco Malfoy to a further direction, she gritted her back molars and cursed viciously, "And what? The so-called fan forum! Those CP fans, they are making disgusting obsession with Harry! They should all disappear! That's not my Harry! I will never allow Harry to be defiled by them like that!"

"Then in your mind, what do you think I should be like?" Harry Potter suddenly seemed quite casually answered.

"Of course it is divine! You are perfect! You are the savior!" Oakes' eyes were full of longing and reverence, "You are the hero of the wizarding world! You are an unattainable idol for all of us! You should be with a The female heroes of the bright side get married and have an enviable love and family!"

"Then you may have made a mistake." Harry Potter still held his wand in his hand, but slowly stood up from his chair, walking slowly towards Oakes, "You are no different from those fan authors, and those But it's just your own opinion."

"No, it's not!" Oakes' pupils gradually dilated a little due to excessive shock, "Aside from other things, you obviously like girls, and you have had two girlfriends, haven't you?!"

"Indeed." Harry Potter nodded, "But what does this mean?"

"It means you're never with a goddamn Malfoy!" Oakes yelled with all his might, "He's not only a Malfoy, he's a man!" She stopped short, then pleaded in a husky voice of despair and indignation He said, "Harry, do you really like this guy? I can do anything for you, I can—"

Harry Potter didn't let her finish, Oakes only spoke halfway, and then watched her most respected and admired black-haired savior grab the tie of the bloody Death Eater next to him, and then firmly sealed his lips on the On the other side's two mean lips.

"Is this answer enough?" Harry Potter asked Oakes.

I don't know whether it was the sudden kiss that completely annihilated Oakes' last hope, or whether the continuous questioning had crushed her nerves. Oakes was silent for a long time, until weak sobs sounded in the empty interrogation room.

"Why...?" Oakes hung her head, tears streaming down her cheekbones from her eyes, "You obviously like girls..." She muttered reluctantly, and said cautiously, "You like girls ...Isn't it? As a man, it is impossible for me to be favored by you, so I dressed myself up as a girl." She raised her head a little bit with tears, and stared at the savior who was less than one meter away from her at the moment , "I shaped myself into a girl with a beautiful appearance and a cheerful personality, just so that if I see you one day, you can look at me more, maybe... But now—" She looked at the green eyes that had been longing for for a long time , asked resentfully, "But if you like him! You like a man! You can accept same-sex love, then isn't everything I did just meaningless wishful thinking?!"

Harry Potter's eyes didn't escape the weeping face, nor did he hesitate. He replied firmly and quickly, "I'm glad you realize that, Mr. Larry Oakes."

No one spoke in the interrogation room, only the mournful cries that were unique to male voices remained.

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