[hp] Dragon Training

"Deathly Hallows?"

"Haven't you heard of it?" Draco asked a little strangely.

"It sounds familiar." Fletta frowned, "Wait, don't remind me, I'm not stupid. Let me think about it carefully."

"Well, think about it. It's good for the health of the mentally retarded to use their brains more." The senior said indifferently.

After hearing this, Fletta's head was stupefied, and he was so distressed that he frowned all the way, and finally walked a long distance before he said uncertainly: "...It seems to come from a wizard fairy tale?"

Draco was incredible: "You are also born of pure blood, didn't you hear this when you were a child?"

"Can you remember every plot of the bedside story when you were a child?"

"Why not?" Draco squinted at him, "You don't remember this, so what did you remember when you were a child?"

"...My father likes to pull me to read novels? I remember quite clearly the plots of several of them. For example, I wrote one, in which a stalking street hooligan finally raped a young, beautiful and reserved lady. ’ Fletta said uncertainly. "Well, it's pretty well written."

The senior was silent for a while, then raised his hand and slapped him hard on the head, almost staggering and falling to the ground.

Fretta rubbed his head, not knowing where he had poked the senior again.But after being beaten like this, he suddenly remembered about Peverell and the Deathly Hallows.Mrs. Hill seemed to have told him when he was a child, when he still thought this fairy tale was a bit weird.

"...The three Peverell brothers came to the river at dusk. The water was too deep. They used magic to build a bridge across the river..." Fleta said in a daze.

Draco glanced at him indifferently: "Remember?"

The silver-haired boy nodded and lowered his light gray eyes, with some luster flowing: "The god of death appeared in front of them, thinking that he had been fooled, because they should have died in the river, but were saved by the almighty magic... The clever god of death first complimented The great power of the three wizards was granted, and a reward was promised to each of them."

Freita paused, and asked with some doubts: "Were wizards very rare at that time? Why didn't even the god of death predict that the three Peverell brothers would not be drowned by the river? Could it be that their existence is very special? "

"I have to say that according to historical records, people with magical powers were very rare at that time." Draco thought for a while, "Wizards still lived with Muggles a thousand years ago, and only one person out of tens of millions would experience a mutation. Possessing the power of magic, they seem to be able to mobilize everything in nature without a wand. At that time, wizards were worshiped as gods by Muggles, and even Merlin and King Arthur were very good friends."

Fleta took a deep breath, nodded reluctantly, and continued to explain the story: "...the god of death gave the warlike elder brother a most powerful magic wand in the world, which can always make people win. It was taken from the bank of the river of death The god of death gave the arrogant second brother a resurrection stone, allowing him to resurrect his fiancée who unfortunately died. The god of death asked the brave third brother what he wanted, and the third of the three brothers Extremely humble and smart, he hoped that he could not be found by the god of death. Finally, the god of death respected his wish, tore off his clothes and gave him an invisibility cloak."

"The boss is extremely powerful with the bone elder magic wand, but in the end his throat was cut open, he died without stopping, and the wand was stolen..." The more Fletta thought about it, the more weird the story became, "Second brother, who has the resurrection stone , he revived his fiancée. But there was an insurmountable gap between his beloved and himself, and he was still extremely indifferent to him. The second brother and his lover had a long life, but they were tortured to madness by endless time, and finally Suicide in a place no one knows..."

"After the god of death took the lives of the two brothers, he still couldn't find the third brother. They seemed to be separated by an endless distance, and they couldn't touch each other no matter what."

"Until a long, long time later, the third child lived until he was very old... At the moment of death, he took off his invisibility cloak and put it on his own child. Looking at the god of death with a peaceful face, he was happy and relieved and left the world with him.”

Draco nodded: "I think this is actually just a fairy tale, more like a story made up around the three Deathly Hallows."

Fletta felt a little uncomfortable, and hesitated for a long time after telling the story, then sighed softly and said, "I don't know why, but I feel that this story is not as simple as it sounds."

The senior disapproved: "Your intuition is always surprisingly accurate, but even if you believe in your intuition and believe that there may be some secret hidden in this story, it is of no use to me. Because your intuition has no way to tell me that What's the secret."

"I can!" Fletta was very unconvinced: "My intuition——Reaper is a good person."

"why?"

"Because he's witty and kind of mean."

"……so what?"

"So he's great (1)!" Fletta said in a matter-of-fact tone, "We are Slytherins, haven't we always been wise and rational to cold-blooded as virtues? I think this Grim Reaper's style is very snakelike. Court style! He has been forbearing, slowly implementing the plan in his heart, and finally played with people in the applause, he is simply a model character in the standard Slytherin rules."

The senior sneered, and it was obvious that he was talking nonsense: "After hearing what you said, I actually started to believe it."

"Oh, thank you, sir, thank you for your willingness to believe in me!" Fletta was moved to tears, as if delivering an acceptance speech.

They walked while talking, and saw that they came to a reptile shop. After carefully looking at the gloomy facade, Fleta followed Draco into it.

The inside of the store is like a small tropical garden, filled with various plants.Fletta looked up in surprise and looked around, everywhere was gloomy, as if some danger was hidden in the dense plants.Suddenly, Fleta felt a heavy weight on his shoulders, a sudden chill on his neck, and a very long thing hung around his neck.The boy was stunned, and the poisonous snake that landed on his neck faced Fletta face to face, and opened its bloody mouth full of venomous fangs.

The senior immediately took out his wand and pointed at the poisonous snake, as if he wanted to kill the snake directly.However, Fletta stretched out his hand and pressed down the tip of the senior's wand in time, looked at the snake calmly, and suddenly smiled.

The snake closed its mouth, hissed and stuck out its tongue, and the whole person was unwilling to go down and stayed on Fretta's shoulder, staring at him with a pair of black eyes like mung beans.

"Long time no see." Freita smiled and touched its snake head (2).

The shopkeeper ran out of the shop in a hurry, holding a lizard in his left hand and a mouse in his right. Looking at the youths and teenagers standing in front of the shop, he didn't react.The owner of the store looked at Fleta gently stroking the poisonous snake, surprised and strange: "Do you know it?"

"Well, yes." Fleta nodded firmly. "Three years ago, it got separated from its owner at the Quidditch World Cup, and then I brought it home. But at that time, it was afraid of me and didn't want to talk to me, so I let the snake go. gone."

The shopkeeper was stunned when he heard this: "I bought it from someone else... After such a long time, you still remember what it looks like, and you recognized it at the first sight?"

"I like snakes very much." Fleta smiled happily.

"You said it was afraid of you at the beginning, but why is it willing to approach you now?" The store manager was a little surprised.

Fletta was taken aback: "Um, I don't know either."

The senior glanced at him, and there was something in his eyes. He looked at the boss and said, "How much is it, we bought this snake."

Fleta walked out of the pet shop with a snake wrapped around her neck.He touched the snake's scales and felt very happy, his whole heart was almost melted.The senior rarely saw such a satisfied expression on his face, and stared at him several times for a while.

"Well, it's a female snake, a girl." Fletta looked at the snake's tail, "I'll call you Hathaway!"

"..." Draco said indifferently, "I always feel like Scarhead will cry."

"Ah OAO?" Fletta didn't react. For a moment, he didn't consider whether he raised a Hathaway right after Hedwig died, and whether it would stimulate Harry's fragile nerves.

"It's okay, I wish he could cry," Draco said casually.

"Oh." Fletta touched her first pet in history with great happiness, feeling very comfortable, "Senior, I have doubts. Why was it so afraid of me when I rescued it in the past, but now Are you very close to me? Could it be because I grew up and became handsome?"

Draco thought for a while before he came up with an answer: "I guess you must have never worn a Slytherin locket at that time."

Fleta froze for a moment, and immediately reacted.Slytherin's damaged locket has been kept by Fretta since Rowena Ravenclaw snatched it from Voldemort.Although it is not worn around the neck, it has never left the side.

The senior said with certainty: "As the ancestor of the snake, Salazar Slytherin is a standard snake whisperer. It is said that he was born with an unparalleled affinity for snakes, and even kept very special snakes around him all the time when he was alive. Snakes. Those snakes are very obedient and dependent on his breath, so it is not surprising that snakes will be closer to you when you have his locket-but I guess, this is only limited. It's a snake."

The young man looked at him with tender eyes, with a smile in his eyes: "Well, enough is enough. I have enough, and I even start to worry about whether I will lose something tomorrow."

The senior glanced at him indifferently: "Thinking about it will only make you annoying, kid."

"Oh, are you tired of me?"

"Did you know that I hate you?" The senior said confidently, "I've been hating you on the surface for several years."

"And then you have been secretly liking me, right?"

"..." The senior closed his mouth very cleverly, with mockery and arrogance in his eyes, and gave him a blank look.

When Fletta was glanced at like that, she immediately thought it looked really good.Master Draco was already handsome, but just looking at him casually like that brings a bit of aura of arrogance, just like those extremely beautiful elves in fairy tales, with a long life and unparalleled beauty, which makes people have to look up .Fletta felt itchy when she saw it, and suddenly became lustful.

He wrapped Hathaway around her neck like a scarf, and held the senior's hand: "We've been shopping for so long, it's time to go home."

"Don't you like being outside the most?" Draco frowned.

"I want to go home, some things are not easy to do outside." The little rascal smiled innocently.

……

Fletta put Hathaway in the garden and let him play by himself. The more he thought about it, the more itchy his heart became, his eyes became greener and greener, and he immediately had an idea when he saw the snake swimming away.

Draco returned to Fleta's room, took off his coat and hung it up, and was about to take off his gloves to wash his face when he was hugged from the side. In fact, an enhanced version of the soundproofing spell was applied.

Draco: "..."

Fleta directly took his hand, took off the pair of white silk gloves with her snow-white teeth, and licked lightly between his fingers with her bright red tongue.The color between red and white made Draco's heart skip a beat. He watched the boy kiss the back of his hand, and a warm smile appeared on his handsome face: "What's wrong?"

The silver-haired boy raised his light gray eyes, and there was a trace of rich gold in the light color, like a touch of gold in a fine spar.The voice in his voice was a little heavy: "I miss you."

"I'm right by your side, what do you miss about me?" The senior asked knowingly, lowered his head slightly, pressed his forehead against his eyes, admiring him closely, and exchanging breaths with each other was extremely hot.

"I think you...fuck me." The boy suddenly smiled, without any shyness in his smile, it looked like a rascal with a bad personality was seducing a reserved lady from a good family.

The seduced person was instantly ignited by his words, pinched his chin and kissed him fiercely.The perennial sweet scent of Fletta was like an extreme temptation, so he had to taste it.Desire is like a wild flame, burning everything in an instant.

Draco didn't go anywhere, relying on this standing posture to hold Fretta in his arms, pulled out the hem of his shirt with the other hand, inserted it into his pants in a hurry, and rubbed it directly. He pinched a piece of his upturned buttocks.His strength is really not light, Fleta felt that his butt was about to be pinched purple, but the pain stimulated his desire, he just snorted softly, and the hot air from his panting sprayed on the senior's neck side.He raised his head, and very actively stuck out his tongue to lick the senior's earlobe, and lightly bit his small fangs on it.

That slight provocation greatly stimulated Draco's desire to be violent, he frowned, pressed him directly against the wall, unbuttoned his trousers and stretched out a finger into it. behind him.

Fleta's eyes immediately began to change color due to external stimulation.The pure gold eyes were dazzling in the dark room, his canine teeth became sharper and subconsciously wanted to bite someone, but in the end he bit his lower lip to draw blood because he still couldn't bear it.Draco knew that he was uncomfortable, pinched his jaw open to prevent him from biting himself, stuck his wet tongue in to taste his lips and tongue, pressed his head so that he could bury him on his shoulder due to the height difference.

The boy wanted to raise his head but was held firmly by the senior. He had no choice but to rub his forehead against his shoulder, panting and buried himself in the senior's embrace.In a blink of an eye, the number of fingers entering the acupuncture point behind him has become three, and the feeling of foreign objects rubbing against his body has changed from discomfort at the beginning to an extreme desire.A desire to be entered, a desire to be closer, a desire to be roughed up.

Relying on this standing posture, the senior raised one of Shaofretta's legs, pulled off his pants, and hit his ass directly with his thick penis, which was already too hard, and was pinched before touching it. The purple part snapped and made a loud sound.

There was almost no resistance when entering. The boy was already extremely wet. The bright and sticky liquid completely wetted the snow-white jade-like skin of the buttocks and inner thighs, and it was extremely emotional when touched.Fleta groaned impatiently, the sound was not pain, more like a cat called Chun, the boy was trembling all over, but the hole began to tighten like a spasm.

"Do you want to be so profligate?" Different from the impatient and fiery actions, the senior's expression was calm, as if he was writing a dissertation on potions. "You can still hold me more comfortably, to see if I can satisfy you with all my strength?" His genitals stopped after only one head went in, and most of the thick and long stem stayed outside, Fleta's The panting began to whimper, as if he had been greatly tortured.

"Come in... Please..." The boy's voice trembled, and he looked extremely fragile.He was forced to lean his head on the shoulder by the senior, and at this moment, he couldn't see how strong desire and beastliness were in Draco's gray-blue eyes. "Please...fuck me!"

Draco submerged himself completely in an instant, and there was no movement for several seconds.Fleta screamed impatiently, feeling that she was being penetrated fiercely, the extremely fragile place was tightly wrapped with the thick and hot cylinder, which clearly outlined the shape of the genitals.The young man was filled all of a sudden, the previous feeling of emptiness was immediately satisfied, and then a more longing desire eroded his whole body like a drug.

Draco wasn't very gentle with him, he just lifted his other leg and let him wrap his legs around his waist and hang himself on his body.The intercourse between them is only the second time. This standing posture makes the young man almost unable to adapt. He feels that under the guidance of gravity, his body is constantly falling, and the things in his body are constantly entering, reaching a deeper place. .

The young man moaned with uncontrollable pleasure as he changed his voice, his acupoints tightened uncontrollably, and desire swept each other like a non-stop tide.Draco couldn't bear it anymore, pulled himself out of his body forcefully, and then inserted all the way in, like a knife and axe, he began to split his body repeatedly, he was so refreshed by the wet and soft inside , enjoying the flattering and hot entanglement.

Fletta felt that an itchy place in his body was being touched in repeated violations, and the tingling pleasure made him almost unable to hook the senior's strong waist and fall down.Draco picked him up by his ass, pressed him against the wall so he couldn't escape, and fucked him hard.The pleasure of being touched to the depths made Fleta happy to the bone, his toes were stretched out comfortably, and the back of his acupoints tried his best to keep the senior so that he would not leave him so quickly every time, non-stop Catering to the swallowing, intending to keep it in a deeper place.The young man let out an extremely erotic gasp, with broken moans that rang softly and softly in the senior's ears, each and every sound was like the sound of spring thunder exploding in the dark night.

After a while, Fletta almost screamed, and shot directly between his waist and abdomen, the thick white semen slid down his white and delicate skin, and hit the floor with a slap.After the orgasm, the acupoints became tighter, and he was pressed even tighter by the senior in an instant, as if he wanted to rub his whole body into his body, feeling that he was venting his desire fiercely in his body.

After a long time, the bodies of the two gradually relaxed, and Draco pulled himself out silently.Holding him firmly and patted his smooth and trembling back, Fleta buried her head on his shoulder, and Senior Long Jiu heard him sobbing.

... After the fuck is over, why are you still crying?

The senior frowned, and he used a silent cleansing spell to clean the boy's back acupuncture point that was still bleeding white: "What's wrong with you? Did I hurt you?"

"You..." Fletta's face was full of tears, and she was extremely unwilling, "You still haven't done it again, let me take a look at you!"

"..."

The author has something to say:*

I marked (1) yesterday and didn't have time to comment

make up today

yesterday (1)

That was a foreshadowing,

Why in Gryffindor's code of conduct, there is a rule of mutual consent, which will be explained later.

(1)

So he is great!fletta adores that god of death

This story has been changed a bit.

cough

For the subsequent development of the plot.

played a big role

Some kind of late spoiler.

It's just a little vague.

(2)

Does anyone remember this snake?