I abducted HP's friend on his wedding day

Salazar did not send Draco and Tom to the station. He always took care of himself, so Tom and Draco took the bus to King's Cross Station by themselves.

Draco pushed his suitcase, eyes widened, looking for the three-quarter station.

Obviously, that couldn't be seen that easily.

Therefore, Draco had no choice but to slow down his pace, pretending that his luggage was heavy, and gradually fell behind Tom. Sure enough, Tom, who had been to school once, never changed his steps and walked to the ninth and tenth stations. In the middle of the station.

Tom kept walking towards the ticket gates of platforms nine and ten, with no intention of stopping. Although Draco was confused, he felt that there was absolutely no problem in following Tom.

Until Tom suddenly disappeared in front of Draco, Draco's eyes widened in surprise. He stopped and didn't understand why Tom disappeared suddenly. Just when he hesitated, passengers running around in the crowded station Suddenly someone bumped his shoulder and Draco fell forward uncontrollably.

In just the blink of an eye, a lively scene appeared in front of Draco's eyes.

A huge train blew its whistle, urging students on the platform to get on the train as soon as possible.

Tom also stood beside him and glanced sideways at him.

"Hurry up and get in the car."

His arm moved, and Draco knew very well that that was where Tom hid his wand. Draco blinked, then picked up his suitcase, intending to carry it onto the train. He was a little surprised to find that he The suitcase actually became lighter and lighter.

Tom probably really thought that Draco's suitcase was very heavy, so he walked a little slowly. He was only three-quarters of the platform away, so he couldn't lighten Draco's burden. After all, he didn't know what he was carrying. There is no such trace, but it would be difficult to detect at this station. After all, there are so many wizards at the station, and it is impossible to predict who has used what magic. No matter how hard the Ministry of Magic monitors try, they cannot tell the difference. .

So, openly and carefully, Tom cast weight-reducing magic on his and Draco's suitcases.

Draco and Tom arrived at the station very late, carrying their suitcases until they walked to the last box.

Just when the two people had just put the suitcases away, the door of the carriage was opened again, and a red-haired boy shyly stretched out half of his body.

"Can I sit here?"

Tom's eyes fell on the red hair, but he hesitated to speak.

This made the boy who asked him if he could sit in this box even more nervous.

Draco looked from Tom to the strange boy, wondering what was going on.

At this moment, another boy squeezed over panting.

"Ron!"

The red-haired boy quickly turned his head and looked over.

"I couldn't find you anywhere. I thought something unexpected happened!"

"Harry..." Ron showed a happy expression. "Sorry, mom and dad set off very late, and our family was almost late."

Harry patted his chest with a relaxed expression: "It's okay then. Just follow me to my box. I've left a place for you..."

Then Harry saw Tom and Draco. He frowned and looked at Tom up and down, especially Tom's dark eyes. He always felt that something was not right. Then he looked at Draco. Looking at Draco's light blond hair, there was a moment of silence.

Did you hear this from somewhere?

But Ron had already grabbed Harry's arm, and Harry could only smile kindly at the two people, and then took Ron out of the box and went to the box he had occupied earlier.

Tom stared at Harry's leaving figure, wondering what he was thinking.

Draco touched his chin and imitated Salazar, pretending to be thinking.

"That person...Harry...could it be...Harry Potter?"

Tom closed the door of the carriage with a snap, then sat down and crossed his arms.

Draco smiled: "That's Harry Potter, right? The person the teacher mentioned is the boy that the Dark Lord has always wanted to kill? Right?"

Tom looked over with cold eyes. Draco looked confident and didn't care at all about Tom's resentful eyes.

In response to Draco's teasing, Tom never said a word, which made the atmosphere in the entire box a bit stagnant.

Tom didn't say a word to Draco until the train arrived at the station, and Draco just muttered "cheapskate" when he got off the train, and then got off the train angrily.

Tom looked up. This was his second time at Hogwarts...

Before Tom could finish lamenting his life as Cao Dan, he heard the loud voice belonging to Hagrid. He greeted the new students, held up a lamp, and led them to take the boat.

Draco finally knew he was nervous. He and Tom got on the same boat, then licked his lips and asked in Tom's ear: "I still don't know how they sort them?"

Draco knew that Tom knew, he had not asked Salazar about the method of sorting, and now he hoped that Tom would tell him.

But this is a tacit agreement among all wizards who have been sorted by the Sorting Hat. Even Tom is unwilling to tell Draco.

Seeing that Tom really wasn't going to tell him, Draco's eyes were filled with accusations.

A dark-haired girl next to him looked at Draco curiously, and suddenly asked: "What is your name? Are your parents both wizards?"

Draco was startled by the girl and looked over. It was a girl who could only be described as pretty. When she saw Draco looking over, her cheeks were slightly red. Under the light of the bow of the boat, she looked a little cute.

The girl said nervously: "My name is Pansy Parkinson, what's yours?"

Draco looked over blankly, not understanding what this meant, but it was Tom who looked at the shy girl in front of him with some surprise.

He was stunned. He subconsciously raised his hand and touched his nose.

Then, Tom began to look at Draco seriously. It wasn't until Draco was agitated by him and looked at him in confusion that Tom turned his head away with a look of displeasure.

Draco didn't understand what Tom meant, so he just politely introduced himself to Pansy: "My name is Draco, Draco Malfoy."

"Malfoy?! That Malfoy?!!!" Pansy's voice suddenly became sharp. Her loud shout even attracted the attention of most of the freshmen. Those students were a little confused, and some of them leaned out half of their bodies. , looking in Draco's direction.

Draco was confused. He heard what he thought the students were whispering.

"Is that Malfoy?"

"Is he Draco Malfoy?"

"It turns out he's really not dead..."

"Then where has he been all these years?"

"I do not know……"

Draco looked at Tom pleadingly, feeling uneasy gradually rising in his heart, not understanding what was going on.

Tom, on the other hand, just glanced at the helpless Draco with a sarcastic look in his eyes, and then looked at Hogwarts in front of him, with no intention of paying any attention to Draco.

Draco could only look around blankly, silent...