HP: The Shadow Returns

Sansaro suddenly remembered the family crest in the hall of her castle. Maybe Theodore knew about it, she thought.

Walking into the hall, everyone was already sitting in their seats. In the middle of the hall, Draco was holding Pansy in his arms and spinning to the beautiful symphony.

It seemed that he was still a little late. Sansaro handed the gift to the attendant who had been standing aside and told him his name.

"Sansaro Nasitan comes to wish Draco Malfoy a happy birthday"

The attendant wrote her name on the floating kraft paper. He bowed to the girl respectfully, "Welcome, distinguished guest of Malfoy."

"You came"

Sansaro turned his head when he heard the sound, and Theodore was already standing behind him at some point.

"You are very beautiful today," he said softly, raising his hand to gently adjust the blue rose hair accessory on his head. "Winning your favor is the greatest honor for this rose."

"Haha, you are really good at talking. I think our seats should be together, right?" Sansaro covered his mouth and smiled, and raised his hand to hug his arm affectionately as he spoke.

"No one cares about the seat." He seemed to have thought of something unpleasant and frowned, "Just sit next to me."

When they got to their seats, they discovered that Theodore and Draco were not at the same table. Logically speaking, they shouldn't be at the same table. Although they were very close, Draco's seat was even behind Theodore.

There are two empty seats next to him, one is Pansy dancing, and the other...

But now Theodore had pulled her to sit down. Sansaro raised her eyelids and looked at Theodore who asked the elf for citrus juice for her seriously. She seemed to understand something.

"what happened?"

"Nothing, you look pretty today"

Theodore was wearing a high-end custom-made gray-black suit, which made him taller and taller. His short hair was neat and tidy, and his lake-blue eyes were always soft towards him.

The tips of his ears were instantly dyed red, and an imperceptible smile suddenly appeared on his expressionless face.

"Yeah"

"Um"

During the conversation, Draco's opening dance had ended. He led Pansy over and saw Sansaro and Theodore sitting together, chatting and laughing.

In a moment of urgency, Draco almost let go of Pansy's hand, tried his best to keep his expression calm, and walked forward quickly.

Pansy, who was still happy just now, now screamed anxiously, "Slow down, Draco, I'm about to fall."

"Sansaro, your seat is over here."

He was so aggressive that everyone at the tables around him was paying attention. Sansaro immediately showed a smile on his face and took Theodore out with a few words.

"I didn't look carefully. There was an empty seat next to Theodore and he sat down. Is it okay?"

Before Draco could say anything, she stood up and raised her hands to hug him.

"I gave the gift to the attendant. I hope you like it."

She gently hugged his back and left quickly. Under her gaze was Pansy's slightly concealed and twisted face. Sansaro glanced up and down and greeted her gently.

"Pansy, good afternoon, you two look like a perfect match."

Different from Pansy's joy and excitement, Draco's heart felt like it was blocked after hearing this. Maybe it was because she was dancing with Pansy that she felt like this? Draco desperately looked for excuses.

It was said to be a banquet, but the real thing was the connection between the power of each family. They talked to each other with false smiles on their faces, and called their children over to say hello from time to time.

Sansaro had a small table of her own, and Slytherin students who knew her kept coming over to say hello to her.

"Sansaro?" It was Polian Foley, the guy who was shocked by his own transformation.

"I didn't expect you to come."

Theodore, who was standing next to him, frowned and said coolly, "Malfoy invited her."

"Of course, she's very good, isn't she?" Polian spread his hands, with an expression that didn't seem to be asking for trouble. Sansaro licked his back teeth and said hello to him with a slight smile.

"Thank you for the compliment, Polian."

"You don't have to be so modest. Everyone saw how magical that spell was at that time." He said this, and Miles on the opposite side raised his sharp eyebrows and suddenly asked

"The gift Sansaro prepared for Draco must be extraordinary, right?"

When Draco at the back table heard this, he couldn't help but came over. He forcefully squeezed out a seat next to Sansaro, and moved the aristocratic girl next to him.

"We're going to open the gifts now, will you join me?"

Sansaro turned to look at his anxious look, pursed her lips, and chuckled, "It's just a simple gift, Draco."

But these words were obviously of no use to the pampered young master. Draco took everyone directly to the place where the gifts were placed. The gifts were piled up like mountains and layered on top of each other. At first glance, they were all extremely valuable items.

"Which one did you give me?" Draco couldn't wait to ask directly.

Looking at the boy's excited expression, she raised her hand and pointed to a simple gift box in the corner "over there"

Everyone's expectant eyes gradually dimmed. Draco looked at the blue-purple Balikas Bats that he already had several pieces in his hands. He hesitated for a moment and stammered in praise.

"Uh... I like it very much, Sansaro, it's beautiful... uh..."

Sansaro said calmly with a smile, "Then why not give it a try?"

His body stiffened, and everyone around him could see that the gift was not on the table. They didn't understand Sansaro's intention. Logically speaking, she would not make such a mistake.

The girl looked at Draco with a smile, and Theodore stood behind her expressionlessly, even if he felt strange in his heart, he didn't show it at all.

"it is good"

Seeing Draco raising his hand to take off his suit, Pansy secretly clenched her fists on the side. She couldn't believe that Draco would sacrifice like this for Sansaro. What good was she?

Zabini's frown never relaxed, and his intuition told him that it wouldn't be that simple.

Soon the jersey was on and paired with the formal suit pants on Draco's legs. He looked very ridiculous. He was surrounded by a group of people and his face flushed slightly.

"I think it's not bad," he said deliberately after coughing a few times.

"I think so too." Sansaro bent his eyes and looked sideways at Theodore, "right?"

"certainly"

Theodore, who cherishes words like gold, has no objection to Draco making a fool of himself. As long as it doesn't affect himself and Sansaro, the rest doesn't matter.

Draco looked at the smiles on their faces. He suddenly felt like a clown who had been fooled, and a strong sense of humiliation spread from his heart.

But the next second, he felt that the clothes on his body suddenly became hot. After a few seconds, they were frighteningly hot.

"This dress..."

Before he could finish speaking, a ray of concentrated sunlight shone from the sun to the top of Malfoy Manor, directly passing through the ceiling and reflecting on Draco. He immediately screamed in fear, even though there was nothing strange about it.

Theodore quickly subconsciously hugged and protected the girl's body.

The crowd was frightened by this sudden change and immediately became confused. The Malfoy couple in the living room also noticed something strange. Draco's scream made the nurse feel worried. Narcissa subconsciously ignored the inconvenient long skirt she was wearing. , ran here as soon as possible.

Sansaro, the instigator, directly raised her hand to cover Theodore's eyes, but her faint gaze never left Draco, who was moaning painlessly and with an exaggerated expression.

"What happened?" Theodore, who couldn't see anything, hurriedly held her wrist and asked.

"You will know soon" Sansaro said with a smile. Theodore immediately understood that it was her handiwork and calmed down. But why are her hands still so cold in summer?