[Comprehensive] The Wizard and the Fugitive

In the huge circular chamber, Draco and William were at opposite ends of the diameter, unable to hear each other's voices, nor could they see each other's faces clearly.

"How did you meet?" As soon as William walked away, Lucius asked immediately, the calmness just now was gone, and no matter how dull he was, he could feel his bad mood.

Draco bypassed the question and asked instead, "Don't you like William?"

Lucius choked, his expression became even uglier.Of course he admired the second in line heir of the Schiller family very much.Many years ago, at a certain banquet, he had met William from a distance. At that time, he had thought about finding a chance to get in touch with him, but he returned home in a hurry because of the British affairs, so he didn't have time.

Now because of Draco, the relationship between them didn't need to be managed to be close enough, but given the choice, Lucius would rather not have this closeness.

"I remember you liked girls when you were in school." He frowned and couldn't help asking questions.

Draco tilted his head, and after thinking for a long time, he couldn't understand what he did to misunderstand his father when he was in school.He had never been in love at that time, and he didn't know whether he liked a girl or a boy.

"How is Miss Parkinson now?" Lucius pointed out a name directly: "I remember that she has a good relationship with you."

"She is Madame Zabini now."

Lucius showed regret: "What about the daughter of the Flint family? I remember that you have a good relationship with her brother Marcus."

Draco raised his eyebrows: "She's in France, and I heard she's engaged."

"Oh..." Lucius couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or relieved this time, after all, there was no one in the Flint family whose appearance fit the Malfoy family's aesthetics in his memory.

"And...Greengrass?" It took him a while to draw out such a barely acceptable name from the depths of his memory: "I mean the eldest daughter of their family, Daphne."

Draco looked sideways to the other side of the secret room, where William was chatting with a portrait. The portrait of the ancestor who had never been arrogant and disliked people became quite chatty in front of him. The two of them didn't know what they were discussing. There was an obvious smile on the indifferent face, as if in front of him was not a junior who was a hundred years later, but a good friend who had known him for many years.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at his father again: "I really don't understand what you think of William."

"If you really like boys, Slytherin also has a lot of choices." Lucius pretended not to see the scene on the other side, and continued: "I can go to various families and chat with the portraits."

Draco didn't speak, just stared into the eyes of the portrait version of his father, insisting on waiting for an explanation.

Lucius sighed, and asked again: "How did you know each other?"

Draco replied simply, "He saved me."

Thinking about the situation of the Malfoy family before his death, Lucius could probably understand what happened to Draco and how important William's appearance was.

He sincerely thanked William for taking care of his son, but that didn't mean he could accept that Draco had an overly intimate relationship with a man who appeared out of nowhere, and even took his own life.

Lucius' own love life is very lucky. He fell in love with Narcissa Black, who was a well-matched family when he was a student. After he became an adult, he got married naturally and had their most important baby, Xiaolong.Because of Narcissa's company, even if the Malfoy family fell into desperation, he always believed in Merlin's favor for him.

The beauty of love can only be experienced by those who live in it. He doesn't want his son to choose a marriage that is beneficial to the family and ignore his own happiness.Both he and Narcissa were dead, only memories and a negligibly weak soul were trapped in the portrait, watching Draco grow up alone, unable to do anything.

Malfoy is naturally sociable, but has few real friends, and his partner will be the most reliable person Draco can rely on in the future.In his opinion, no matter how powerful a dark wizard is, it is not more important than a gentle treat who is willing to take care of Draco wholeheartedly.

But some things seem too late to change.He is nothing more than a portrait, and has no power to change the marriage contract that the Schiller family has finalized.

Lucius was worried about his son, but Draco completely missed the point, and his explanation made people even more uneasy: "William saved me, but I won't fall in love with him just because of this, don't worry It's gone." He turned sideways, looked at William's back from a distance, perfectly missed Lucius' increasingly gloomy face and Narcissa's surprise, and slowly said the embarrassment that he wanted to hide.

"I didn't know how to survive when I just escaped from the magic world. It was William who saved me and taught me a lot." Draco seemed to think of something, and smiled, his eyes curled up: "You probably can't think of it, The pile of textbooks he gave me the first time was actually for the 13-year-old Schiller. He thought I didn't know, but there were actually notes from his childhood in the book, and I found out the next day. I've been waiting He satirized me for my poor level of black magic, but he never said it, he just patiently taught me over and over again."

Thinking about William seemed to be enough to make Draco happy, and the smile on his face had unknowingly faded from Malfoy's casualness, bright and a little silly.

"He will make all kinds of desserts, carefully prepare dinner for me, silently remember my every wish, and willfully take me away from the family banquet to see the aurora. Father, if I love It's so unfair to fuck him!"

Can a dark wizard really have so much leisure?Lucius raised his eyebrows suspiciously in the portrait: "I assume you've made sure he didn't have Slytherin in mind?"

Draco raised his chin triumphantly, and said flauntingly: "William never participates in Slytherin's decisions."

It seemed that there was no reason to continue to support Lucius in rejecting William. Instead, the former Patriarch in the portrait frowned even deeper, trying to find other faults from William, but ended in failure.

He couldn't help but clicked his tongue heavily, cursing in his heart that he had never seen such a troublesome guy, and he was a little proud, feeling that only such a person was barely worthy of his son.

Narcissa completely saw through his awkward mentality of not wanting to give away his son, and directly pushed him aside to let him calm down.

"Leave him alone!" The still gentle woman in the portrait said with a smile, she looked at her son who had grown a lot taller and matured: "If that person is your choice, mom will support you and hope you live a happy life. "

Draco smiled, "I will."