HP pure blood glory

"Very well, children!" said Professor Dumbledore's voice.

Louis seemed to have finally woken up from a dream. He quickly put down his hand on the boy's waist, then took a step back and looked at him, "You danced very well." He said calmly.

"Really?" The boy took a step towards him.

"Yes." Louis said, "You are very talented." He took another step back in some embarrassment.

The boy was standing about ten inches away from him, and instead of coming any closer to Louis, he stood where he was.

"I guess you have no idea what you're talking about," he said.

Louis heard himself reply, "I know."

"You know?" the boy asked, "I don't think you do."

"Now I'll give you two minutes to change your clothes back, and then go back to your seats!" Professor Dumbledore said again, and he blinked, "If you want to ask each other's names, that's fine." .”

The lights suddenly disappeared.

Louis felt two thin arms wrap around his neck, and he was forced to lower his head.

"Let me ask once, do you like me?" The moist heat sprayed into his ear, and the boy's lips were almost touching his ear, which made him feel that the ear was not his own.

As if there was a clock running in his mind—110 seconds, [-] seconds, [-] seconds—he pursed his lips, not knowing how to answer.

The boy sighed, and he felt a clenched pain in his heart, which made him subconsciously answer, "I like it."

The boy's hands were still holding his neck, and their bodies were so close that he could clearly feel each other's heartbeat.

They maintained this movement, and after more than ten seconds, they took a step back at the same time, and two faint lights lit up around them—soon, when the lights in the restaurant were turned on again, they had already recovered The way it was originally.

Not everyone got back to their seats in time, so it wasn't very noticeable when Draco and Louis walked back - but Pansy saw them keenly.

"Oh look, what did you do?" the dark-haired Slytherin joked.

Louis sat down next to her expressionlessly, "Go dance."

Well, this is the truth, but Pansy obviously didn't believe it, her eyes flicked between the two, "Really?"

Because Draco's face was so red, he really looked like a steaming tomato.

However, Pan Xi was the only one who dared to ask so bluntly.

After a while, Astoria and Blaise also came back, and Pansy stopped asking.

"Thank you for giving me such a happy Halloween," said Professor Dumbledore. "Now, it's up to your prefects to lead you back to your respective lounges."

Marcus and another boy stood up, and Draco, as the head of the second grade, obviously wanted to organize the second grade snakes to go back, but he didn't stand up immediately, but asked Louis: "Together?"

Louis nodded.

Then they walked down the long corridor on the third floor and started walking towards the Slytherin lounge.

However, the accident happened in this situation, Louis saw the Gryffindor trio standing in front of a wall - they were obviously stunned, and then when he looked at the wall - "with the heir Those who are enemies, be vigilant." These words suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and at the same time, he saw Mrs. Norris of Filch was hung on the torch bracket, her limbs were stiff, her eyes were wide open, and she was very horrified. people.

No one knew that at that moment, Louis heard a voice saying to him: "Come on, be my companion."

Draco pulled Louis to the front of the crowd, and Louis was so preoccupied by the voice that he was already standing in front of the wall before he recovered.

The boy read the words on the wall, his voice was not loud, but everyone present was a little shuddering, "Those who are enemies of the heir, be careful!" His face became very ugly, and the temperature quickly changed from his His face faded, but he still put on a proud posture and looked at the Gryffindor trio, "Be careful."

Then, Filch ran over from a distance, yelling: "Norris! Who killed my Norris!" He saw Potter, and rushed in front of him, "It's you! I knew it was you!"

The scene started to get out of control.

"Let's go, let's go." It was Professor Lockhart's voice.

Louis looked back, and there was Professor Dumbledore, and Professor Snape, with a cold smile on his lips.

Snape glanced at Louis, and that look told him, be good, don't mess with anything.

"Come with me, Filch, and you - Mr Potter, Mr Weasley, Miss Granger."

said Professor Dumbledore.

The excitement at the ball just now seemed to be splashed with a bucket of cold water, and when the Slytherin snakes walked back to their cellar, they all seemed to lose interest.

In fact, this was not bad, the little Hufflepuff badgers were already trembling with fright, and it was all thanks to their prefects to scold them that nothing bad would happen.

But Louis knew that the boy was scared, and he could feel the other person's body trembling involuntarily—but he tried his best to conceal all this. Like Louis, he took everyone to the lounge with a blank expression, and then Calmly said good night to Pansy, Astoria, Gore, Crabbe and others.At this time, we can see the status of the Malfoy family among the British pure-blood nobles. Louis noticed that the little snakes in Slytherin are actually watching Draco, even the senior ones. ——Draco was like a weather vane, and when he acted extremely calm, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Remember, we are pure blood." Before stepping up the steps, Draco said, "It's not like those mudbloods can compare."

His words obviously had a very good effect, and Pan Xi even squeezed out a smile, "Oh, my God, Your Highness, it's been a long time since you said this word-but it's not wrong, we are Pure blood, what are you afraid of?"

After finishing speaking, she took the first step and went up the stairs. Daphne followed her, holding her hand, and walked together.

"Go to sleep." Draco said to Astoria who stayed where he was, the little girl nodded, she didn't seem to know why the atmosphere in the whole academy was so serious, maybe her parents didn't talk to him well She talked about it.

Also not quite understanding is Louis, the heir?what is that.

Draco's disguise was completely removed the moment he pushed open the door, and he leaned against the wall almost instantly, panting heavily.

"Louis, you know what?" he said, "I'm terrified of this day, but it's still coming."

Louis reached out to support him.

"Thank you." The boy took his hand.

"Would you mind talking to me?" he asked, and he had the feeling that the voice he'd been hearing might have something to do with what Draco was about to tell him.

The boy gave him a surprised look, "I thought you knew." Then, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Actually, I thought you knew everything."

"I'm not—oh, Merlin, how can I know everything." Louis joked.

The boy glanced at him weakly, "I'm going to take a shower, and I'll talk to you later."

"it is good."

……

"...If he comes back, the Malfoy family will bear the brunt of it. I don't know if he will punish us." The boy hugged his knees, sat on the bed, and said softly.

Louis put his hand on the man's back and smoothed it reassuringly.

Draco raised his head, turned around and looked at Louis, "You said, can he really be resurrected?"

"It's hard to say." Louis thought of the voice he had been hearing all the time. If this was the case, could he guess that the previous letter was also written by him?But there was no need to tell the boy about this guess, he had already been frightened too much tonight, and Louis didn't want to add to the other's burden.

The boy sighed, "If it is destined to come, it will come."

As he spoke, he unconsciously stroked his left arm, and Louis grabbed the other's hand and asked, "What's wrong?"

Draco looked down for a while, then replied: "My father's mark is here. If it comes back, I will also have a mark here."

He rolled up his sleeves, revealing his white forearm. "It's black, so ugly," he said with gestures, "and I can still feel heart-piercing pain."

He seemed to be caught in his own fantasy, because his body began to tremble unconsciously again.

"No," Louis said firmly, lifting the boy's chin and looking him in the eye. "You won't be branded."

"Really?" the boy asked a little confused.

"Really." Louis' tone was calm, with little ups and downs, "Don't be afraid."

The boy smiled at him shallowly, "You are sure."

Louis looked up and put the other's hair aside, and kissed the boy lightly on the forehead: "Go to sleep, my prince, you will be fine."

Yes, that's right, he likes boys, he's getting more and more sure of that.

But they won't be together, and he believes that the boy will realize the importance of being the heir of a family - but now, he wants to follow his own heart for once.

He didn't want to see the other party sad, and he didn't want to see the other party's fear. When he heard the boy's fear, he even had an urge to kill the boy in his heart—it was rare for him to have such a strong desire, and it was the first time he I don't want to limit myself with reason.

If it's just black magic, no one in this world is more proficient than the Meyer family—the black magic family that started in the Middle Ages, and they have absolute power in this field.

Louis stretched out his hand, revealing the little snake wrapped around it.

The author has something to say:

I don't know if the change in this chapter is abrupt, but Louis's character is like this. Once he decides on something, he will never change it.And he didn't want the boy to be hurt at all—so the conflict was covered up at this stage, and it would be resolved in the future.

Also, thank you for the grenade of the little fool who chased the madman, ok.

Good night babies, go to bed early~~~