[Comprehensive] The Wizard and the Fugitive

The memory-modifying spell ended in Draco's coma, and William caught the boy's limp body, carried him into the bedroom, and laid him gently on the bed.

The three of Blaise had already come out of the study and followed behind together, staring nervously at Draco's closed eyes.

They wanted to ask about Draco's situation, but the expressionless William was completely different from the usual gentle gentleman. The three young men didn't even have the courage to approach him, let alone ask questions.

"You guys go back first." As if he didn't want other people to stay here to disturb him, William dismissed it perfunctorily without raising his head.The three of them looked at each other, not daring to insist on staying, nor did they want to just leave their unconscious friend.

"Is Draco okay?" Pansy finally couldn't help but ask boldly when the three of them dawdled to the door.

William frowned, already impatient with their slow movements, but still replied as restrained as possible: "I don't know."

This answer did not make the three Slytherins feel at ease, but William was already silently releasing the pressure to drive away people, so they could only leave obediently and go back to wait for news.

The family finally calmed down, William lay down lightly, and took Draco into his arms.The curtains were closed by themselves with a swipe, isolating the outside world, and the magic barrier unfolded silently, enclosing a small world.The starry sky of Draco on the ceiling gradually went out, temporarily becoming an ordinary graffiti.In a magical vacuum, golden healing power emanated from William, surrounded Draco, and seeped in from his chest that had just been hit by the curse, restoring his bloodless face.

The wait was long, and when he felt the boy's breathing finally calm down, William heaved a long sigh of relief and buried his head in Draco's neck.

He patted Draco's back lightly, soothing his unstoppable restlessness, and whispered in his ear: "It's okay, don't rush to wake up, just sleep well. It's okay, I'll accompany you looking at you."

The comforting hand behind his back was like the warmth he experienced when he was a child, which made Draco feel extremely peaceful unconsciously. He gradually relaxed, and slowly fell into a deep sleep accompanied by the familiar gentle voice.

In the dream, the sun was shining brightly in Malfoy Manor, and the ivory walls shone under the golden light.William sat on the balcony with him, watching Hope playing by the fountain pool from a distance.The little baby has grown up, and her fleshy face is still like a little angel, but unfortunately, her hair has inherited her father, Nicklaus Michaelson's brown, not as golden as William's.

Draco squinted his eyes and observed carefully. On the other side of the pool, behind the huge sculpture, there seemed to be a younger child who was slowly moving while holding onto the edge of the marble. Get familiar with walking on your own legs.

Draco sat up straight suddenly, staring closely at that direction, waiting expectantly and anxiously.However, just as the child walked around, the platinum-blonde little head was revealed, and the whole picture suddenly blurred, disappearing like a disturbed pool of water.

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In the darkness, Draco slowly opened his eyes and looked out the window in a daze.

London is another dull and rainy day, and the sun shines through the gaps in the gray clouds, like cracks in the sky, about to overturn the current world.

The window was open with a slit, and the cold air brought by the drizzle penetrated into the room, making people want to hide under the quilt to enjoy the warmth.

Draco moved slightly, and William's arm loosely around his waist was swung off, and within a few seconds, he came over and hugged him again.

The man's warm body approached from behind, leaned close to him, and gently pecked and kissed behind his ear.

"William?" Draco flopped around in the quilt, facing each other into his arms.

Another kiss was placed on the forehead, and he heard William's low laughter, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "I was thinking just now, if you forget me, I will take you out of England and completely ignore the mess of Slytherin .”

Draco looked at him inexplicably: "Why do you say that? My memory should be fine."

"Really?" William got up, hugged Hope, who was entertaining himself in the cradle, and put it beside Draco: "Do you remember who this is?"

His joking move made Draco laugh, holding the baby's little hand and shaking: "Good day, little princess Hope."

William looked at him: "There will be a retrial the day after tomorrow, are you nervous?"

"Why are you nervous?" Draco asked back, shrugging indifferently: "I'm not a Death Eater in the first place, and even if they use Veritaserum, it's just a waste of effort. Granger will soon understand that prejudice does not matter. It must be the truth."

William nodded, observing his state calmly.Draco acted very confident, completely convinced of his own, and even the innocence of the Malfoy family.

William checked him carefully again with silent magic, and everything was normal, but out of common sense, he still couldn't feel relieved about the boy who had just undergone large-scale memory modification, and couldn't help telling him: "You'd better continue to rest. .”

Draco raised his eyebrows inexplicably, and looked at William suspiciously. Seeing his silent insistence, he simply rubbed against the quilt and slipped back into the softness. He only showed a smile and looked at William with crooked eyes, and decided to give up the investigation for the time being. In the end, no matter what happened to William today, let's enjoy a lazy sleep in the rainy day first.

He watched the man walk out of the bedroom, and came back after a while, with a sheep puppet in his hand.Draco's gaze was immediately attracted, he propped himself up a little bit, and looked at the fluffy sheep greedily: "Is this Hope's toy?"

William's footsteps stopped at the door, and the smile on his face gradually subsided.The atmosphere in the room froze for a moment, Draco's attention was on the puppet, he didn't see William's reaction, he still found a completely unseemly reason, and euphemistically put forward his desire: "This puppet The sheep looks like Noah." He raised his head as he spoke, and within two seconds, William quickly put on a relaxed expression, as if nothing had happened, and looked at him indulgently as always: "Little girl, don't you?" Would love the Swedish Brachysaurus."

Draco was happy, and hugged the sheep into his arms and said, "It seems that it can only stay with me."

William pulled the corner of his mouth, turned sideways and looked out the window: "Want to eat?"

"Of course, I feel like I haven't touched dessert for a long time, you can't always limit me!" Draco said angrily.

William smiled: "Okay, there is creme brulee today, I'll make it now."

He walked out of the room and walked steadily into the kitchen, focusing his confused thoughts on dessert.

Don't worry, he said to himself in his heart, it's just forgetting a puppet, it's not a serious problem, you will find a way to solve it.