[Comprehensive] The Wizard and the Fugitive

In fact, Watson need not be so nervous.In addition to Draco and William, there are several same-sex couples living on Baker Street. Even straight men have long been used to it, and it is impossible to feel uncomfortable for a superficial kiss.But Draco's choice of timing was very coincidental, just when his mind was full of confusion and basically lost his ability to analyze, so an ordinary kiss successfully made Watson fall into self-doubt.

Once wavering occurs, Watson himself can push himself into the pit without the interference of others.He squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, all he could think about was how he left work and girlfriend to rush to Sherlock again and again after meeting Sherlock, even though he knew that sometimes he had no serious business at all Son.

What troubled him the most was the time when Sherlock "died". His girlfriend at that time suddenly proposed to break up. The reason was that he suspected that he was not straight at all, and that his grief had greatly exceeded the level that a friend should have.

Seeing his tangled and collapsed appearance, Draco turned his back and snickered, and continued to abduct Watson with a serious face: "Look, you are not as straight as you think. There is a Muggle saying that How do you say it..." Draco looked at William, and with just one look, William realized what he wanted to say, and said, "Every man will think he is the opposite sex until he meets the one he is destined for. love."

"Yes! That's it." Draco coughed a few times while trying to suppress his uncontrollable smile: "This sentence is very suitable for you."

"Stop talking, I want to be quiet." Watson said discouragedly, hugging his knees in despair.

"Okay. But you'd better think about it quickly, the potion of love god is only effective for 4 hours," Draco looked understanding, bent down and patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, and pulled William to run away. Walking, he let out a sigh of relief when he ran out of Watson's sight, and laughed out loud.

"Did you see that!" Draco laughed until his shoulders shrugged, and he lay on William's body trembling, his eyes narrowed into a pair of crescent moons.William had no choice but to support his waist, and he tugged on his suit jacket, and waited until Draco had laughed enough before saying, "Are we just leaving him alone?"

"What else?" Draco asked, wiping away tears from his laughter.

William was helpless: "I doubt he will squat there alone for a day."

"No." Draco pulled him to the living room excitedly: "Let's go and tell Sherlock that his dear John is waiting for him in the garden!"

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Probably it’s been too long since I experienced the joy of pranks in my school days. Draco had a great time. After pointing Sherlock to find Watson, he lay on the window and watched, watching Sherlock gallop all the way to the garden, surrounded by Watson turned around, and finally squatted down with him, continuing to lyrical in his ear.

Watson is no longer as collapsed as before, and now he is deep in thought, and he doesn't know if he has noticed that Sherlock is rambling beside him.

The annual drama of detectives and doctors continued, Draco took the time to raise his head from the crowd, and glanced behind a window on the second floor.While the curtains were shaking, two familiar figures retreated quickly, avoiding his sight.

"The two of them look very guilty." William joked.

Draco curled his lips: "That's because you scared Pansy."

William smiled: "I have to tell her to be careful." He walked closer to Draco, gently holding his shoulder with one hand.

"I thought the Potion of God of Love would be nothing to you?" Draco said indifferently.He didn't look back, so he missed the deep emotions briefly revealed in William's eyes, and only heard the man whisper in a casual tone: "It's nothing to me, but I'm afraid it's not so optimistic for you."

"What?" Draco asked, turning his face slightly, but his eyes were still glued to the detective and the doctor.All his thoughts were on watching the play, and he didn't pay much attention to what William was talking about. William just smiled and shook his head. The golden eyes that spread briefly faded away and returned to their usual appearance.

"It's nothing." He wrapped his arms around Draco's shoulders loosely and looked out the window as well.Sherlock and Watson were still squatting there, one was like an affectionate actor in a stage play, with endless sweet words, and the other was silent, like a statue of a meditator in ancient Greece.

"It's almost 4 hours, what do you think Sherlock will do when he wakes up?"

"I'm afraid he won't be happy." Draco said without thinking.

Sherlock has always been special to Watson. With his IQ, it is impossible not to realize that he is abnormal.Even if his EQ is insufficient, he should be able to figure out why he is so different to Watson by deductive method.But for so long, Sherlock has never tried to change anything.Even after returning from Norway, he has been working hard to ease the relationship with Watson, and he just hopes that the two of them can return to the previous mode of getting along.

I don't know whether intentionally or not, he has never crossed the boundary of being a friend, watching Watson constantly try to find a sense of belonging in the girl, and then keep failing. He never thought of reminding him that 221b Baker Street is already in his heart Occupying the position of home, it is impossible for others to live in it.

After all, the relationship is a matter between two people. Today's dose of potion is just an accidental push, and the final result depends on themselves.

The effect of the medicine was about to pass after 4 hours, but Draco didn't want to continue watching, pulled William away from the window, and went straight to the room where Bray and Pansy were on the second floor.

Things in the wizarding world weren't over yet, and it wasn't time for him to relax and have fun.

"Shut up and listen to me. We have to start planning the next step." He didn't give them any time to get nervous, and said straight to the point.

Blaise froze for a moment before realizing that Draco didn't come to settle accounts with them, but...

"The two below..."

"Sherlock and John's troubles are not something we can solve." Draco interrupted, then raised his eyebrows: "Or do you want to talk about today's affairs more?"

Blaise immediately changed his serious expression, and said seriously: "Kingsley cooperated with Muggle criminals in order to deal with you. Publicizing this matter will definitely catch the Ministry of Magic by surprise."

Draco nodded in satisfaction, but he didn't agree with his thoughts: "There are still a lot of criticisms against me in the current British magical world. Even if he cooperates with Moriarty, as long as it is to deal with me, there are still some people who are willing to support him. .”

"What are your plans?" Blaise asked.

"Haven't you noticed? Although we are in danger now, we actually have more cards than before the war. The economic lifeline of the entire magic world is under the control of Slytherin. This was impossible when Dumbledore was still alive of."

A huge map of the wizarding world of England happened to be hanging on the wall of the room, and Draco approached with a smile, drawing a bright red circle with his wand where the Ministry of Magic was.