[HP] Return late

Very good, look what he saw?

He was terrified to death, using the connection between him and the savior to call the stupid lion whose life and death were unknown again and again, but no response almost plunged him into the abyss of despair and self-blame, and this one who just yelled to love him You idiot, you hugged another woman in the blink of an eye?

Even though that woman had fake perfect blonde hair similar to his, that wasn't a reason for betrayal, was it?

The two thoughts of smashing the savior's face and smashing the savior Avada a thousand times jumped back and forth in his head, refusing to give in to each other.

"Draco?" The savior, who seemed to sense the crisis, broke free from the shameless woman's claws with great interest, and limped and leaped over - did he really rush over, if it wasn't for Draco Ke reacted in time to catch the clumsy lion, and the savior would kiss his instep, "This lady said she knew where you were." The stray cat with scars said excitedly.

"He's my prey, cub." The half-naked blond banshee narrowed her eyes dangerously, hissing in an ancient language.

"Obviously you are wrong." Draco patted the head of the stupid lion who lost his glasses and the wrong person, and Draco fought back without retreating. After this matter was settled, he thought it was very necessary for him to declare to someone Check ownership and house rules.

"Whether it's from the point of view of you breaking into my territory or meeting the elders, you must offer him to me as a gift." The blond woman's eyes turned into animal-like vertical pupils, and scales appeared on her face texture.She stuck out her tongue and licked her bright red lips. There was no doubt that the skinny savior in her arms almost became a delicious lunch for the banshee.

"What is she talking about?" The savior straightened his body and asked desperately.

The banshee's eyes looked like they were going to glow green, and Draco wished he could tuck this curious, careless fool into his backpack before he interrupted again at an inopportune time.

"He is my family." Draco said calmly, pressing the heads of some saviors who were already taller than him on his shoulders.He had already noticed the other person's appearance, so he was sure that this was the purpose of his trip, but—why didn't anyone tell him that when he came to visit the Siren, he needed to bring a young man as a gift?

"Malfoy," said the Siren in a certain tone.She regretfully licked her sharp fingers, and returned to her normal womanly appearance.

"Yes."

The siren's malicious eyes still lingered on the wound on the stupid lion's back, Draco moved his hand down a little, but it didn't have any blocking effect at all.

This goddamn stupid Gryffindor lion gave his shirt away to someone else - Draco's eyes paused for a few seconds on the familiar fabric around the siren's waist, considering whether he should just give someone The troublemaker will suffocate to death directly in his arms, never to be troubled again.

"This place is cursed and exiled, I can't leave, and you still have endless opportunities, why don't you give him to me, cub?" The siren blinked and said temptingly, "I can give you want."

"I refuse." Even if Potter always annoyed him, it was no one else's fault.He is not only his family, but also his family.Thinking of the two children who are still in the shape of small beads, my heart becomes warm and soft.No matter how many shortcomings the savior has, they are not intolerable and acceptable.

"Maybe you need more time," said the Siren, "Your lovely little family has lost a lot of life, and will leave in a short time—" the banshee flicked her hair and disappeared into the woods, with the last words It seems to come from all directions, "It's better to cut off the relationship now than to wait until the relationship is deep."

"She's a foreign wizard?" Draco snorted coldly, the emerald green pupils of the savior who had lost his spectacle frame were foggy. Apart from these eyes, this stupid lion has nowhere to reach the Slytherins. aesthetic requirements?

How did I get mixed up with this idiot?

Although domestic violence has always been cast aside by the Malfoys, but with such a partner, will they be domestic violence?

Draco gritted his teeth, and said to the curious savior word by word: "That's a siren—throw away the porn in your head immediately! I don't think you know , some stupid idiot who almost became the banshee's lunch just now—"

The savior's stomach growled very well in line with the word lunch, "Draco, I'm hungry." The savior said innocently while holding his deflated belly with one hand and awkwardly grabbing his weeds with the other.

No domestic violence, no domestic violence, no domestic violence...

Draco breathed out bitterly, clenched his fingers and let go.The bread was already in the oven and it was too late to return it.He fumbled around on the bracelet, pulled out the backpack from the pattern that had cast the traceless space, found the food basket that Narcissa's mother helped organize, and stuffed it for some green-eyed guy, and dragged him to find a place to support him. Where the deluxe version of the magic tent is.

Along the way, only the savior occasionally made admiration for the food. Passing a sloping field, Draco subtly turned his head indiscriminately, and caught a glimpse of the black-haired Gryffindor with a basket in his arm, without raising his head. Grabbed a piece of French croissant and gnawed with relish.The unglamorous way of dying by choking on bread because of a fall is definitely a joke. For the sake of Malfoy's family history, such words should not appear, Draco reached out and grabbed his arm.

The sound of chewing was very clear in the silent jungle, and the scene was surprisingly familiar.Draco thought of the bag of snacks he gave to someone a few years ago in a moment of softness, and the warmth from his palm made him twitch the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating way. Some things, mistakes again and again, fate is so ingenious sigh.A little bit of goodwill and liking that was hidden under all kinds of badness and dandyism at the beginning took root and sprouted and flourished when I didn't notice it.

Although a certain guy is stupid, ugly and hateful, but in such an anxious situation, hearing him say love loudly, somewhere in my heart can't help being satisfied.

So, someone oversatisfied, unaware that he alone propped up a cozy tent, poured healing potions on a thick-skinned lion, and busied himself around like a servant for most of the afternoon.

After everything was settled, Draco began to plan the next trip. Now that he had met the Siren (although the first meeting was not very pleasant), as a Malfoy, he must not leave empty-handed.Another visit was inevitable, and he thought he'd need something suitable as a present.

Thinking of this, when I looked up, I saw a wounded person who should be resting, lying on the quilt, hugging the magic sensor lamp beside his bed, having a great time.

Well, he couldn't leave this half-crippled guy who lost his glasses and was short-sighted in the tent alone. Protective magic might not be able to withstand the siren's attack.Since he doesn't want to come back one day after going out to find the Siren picking his teeth at the remains of the leftover Savior, it's unfortunate that he's going to have an extra slimy tail named Harry Potter.

Of course, what he didn't know was that the self-entertaining savior was happily thinking that it was actually a good thing that he lost his glasses or something.

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Sure enough, he was locked up in a small black room TT