[HP] Noble

On the teacher's schedule, Professor Snape was sitting in his seat without saying a word, staring at the goblet in front of him with his eyes downcast absently.And it wasn't Hermione Granger who was sitting in Professor McGonagall's seat. At this moment, the serious witch in high heels was holding a long roll of parchment, and the parchment was hanging from her hand. On the ground, a few seats away from Professor McGonagall, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts is not Dumbledore's old friend, but a completely different world from Grimm Ward, with his whole head wrapped in layers of bandages. Good eccentric wizard.

What does it mean to go back to before liberation?

There is nothing more appropriate than what is happening in front of you.

Until the two or three-headed Draco sat down next to him with the faint cologne smell familiar to Scorpius, the black-haired Slytherin still opened his mouth, slightly unresponsive.

He lowered his head after a slight start, and it was very strange to find that he seemed to have never looked at Draco from this angle—at this moment, that delicate face was not as masculine as it would be a few years later, too pale but There was still some meat, Scorpius looked down for a moment, and then strongly resisted the urge to reach out and feel like a pervert.

Just as Scorpius tried to move his face away with a full face of restraint, suddenly, unexpectedly, he looked at those silver-gray pupils.

Scorpius: "..."

Under the eyelids of the black-haired Slytherin, Draco, who was only 11 years old, raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his lips to show the lazy smile he liked: "Did I scare you?"

Scorpius was at a loss for words - now that he found out, he seemed very unpromisingly seduced by Draco, who was a whole circle smaller - Nemesis, the guy was born to be his nemesis.The black-haired Slytherin was stunned for a long time before blinking.Pulling up the corners of his lips and showing a forced smile: "I look like I'm frightened?"

"You look terrified."

Draco blinked, and naturally talked to the strange senior beside him - the reason why he didn't show the shyness or timidity of other freshmen was because he never thought that anyone could sit at the long table in Slytherin But he didn't know who he was. Thinking of this, Draco suddenly became a little more confident. When his eyes swept across the chest of the black-haired senior Slytherin beside him, he paused, but Instead of showing an expression of eagerness to communicate, he calmly looked away.

The light from the auditorium fell over the bridge of his straight nose, casting a shadow on the side of his cheek, and no one knew what he was thinking.

After a brief silence, the platinum nobleman turned his head again, and looked into the pair of black pupils in front of him without hesitation: "Hello, Mr. Prefect, Draco Malfoy."

Looking at the hand in front of him, the fingers were too clean and slender compared to his playful 11-year-old age.

Scorpius looked down at the serious and pretty face in front of him, and suddenly felt that everything became unbelievable—after experiencing the most intimate relationship, at this moment, he was sitting here, with this person he was very familiar with... …introduce yourself.

"Scorpius Great."

Didn't see that when Draco heard his name, the smile on his face became stiff for a moment——

After the instant change, Draco quickly adjusted his expression. He lowered his eyes slightly, glanced at his outstretched hand, and took advantage of the blankness of the black-haired senior Slytherin in front of him. Hand turned ninety degrees——

From vertical to palms up position.

At this moment, Scorpius, who was only in a daze, didn't find anything wrong. He only heard a numb sound from his throat, his head was buzzing, and he stared at the relaxed and flat hand in front of him. , the inner side of the thumb has some cocoons that can only appear when using a wand-of course, the Malfoy family has never been a family that will follow the so-called Ministry of Magic's protection of minors.Thinking of this, Scorpius didn't realize that his focus was wrong at all, but just put his hand on it stupidly - during this period, he didn't even notice anything wrong, until it was cold and soft, with a slightly moist touch On the back of his hand, the black-haired Slytherin suddenly woke up, his eyes widened slightly——

"The ring is beautiful."

"Huh?" Scorpius lowered his head, following Draco's gaze, he saw the shiny silver ring on his middle finger.

"Have you got a fiancé, Mr. Gretel?"

"what?"

"Ah, I'm sorry," Draco raised the corners of his lips, "I'm taking the liberty." While speaking, His Royal Highness the future Prince of Slytherin had already retracted his hand, and he sat up straight again , as if nothing had happened, intently watching the unfinished sorting ceremony above the auditorium.

Scorpius: "..."

At this time, the fifth-grade boy sitting next to Scorpius, who had witnessed everything that happened, finally couldn't stand it any longer, extended his hand with a smile, and patted Scorpius on the shoulder: "Hey, I said Mr. , you seem to have been greeted with girl-only etiquette."

Scorpius was bewildered, turned his head and stared at the smiling boy, kissed the boy with thin lips, and finally let out a puzzled sound from his throat: "...huh?"

The boy stared at his bewildered face for a while, and suddenly he twisted his face away nervously. He grabbed a napkin, buried his face in the napkin, and then his shoulders shook wildly.

Knowing that he seemed to be being laughed at, Scorpius raised his eyebrows and snorted unwillingly: "Why are you crying?"

"No, I'm happy." The boy took a deep breath and picked up his face from the napkin, "I think, looking at the whole school, you are probably the only one who can deal with that Gryffindor Percy Weiss Lai - I believe that Dumbledore must have thought so the moment he put the prefect badge into your envelope... Dear Mr. Gretel, we have felt that you are auspicious as a Slytherin since last semester Thing is a nice presence - Slytherins are proud of you."

Just after hearing the long-lost name of Passy, ​​he was stunned for a while, and Scorpius, who quickly reacted, gave him a hard look. After obtaining a bright and elegant smile that was pure and harmless, the black-haired Slater Lin twisted his face away, and lost his mind majestically——

Scorpius was so distracted that he accidentally ignored Master Malfoy who was beside him at this moment—when Professor McGonagall pronounced the name "Harry Potter", The future heir of the Malfoy family sat up slightly, but when the Sorting Hat announced "Gryffindor", his upright body stiffened for a while, and then calmly relaxed again.

Scorpius just noticed that, for some reason, Draco didn't seem to have a good appetite at the dinner party either.

That pretty face looked sluggish, and it really made me feel... a little distressed.

So at the end of the dinner, Scorpius wanted to go over to ask the old man next to him if he was full, but at the same time, Draco turned his face away and turned to talk to Goyle and Clara beside him. Boo talked about some jokes during the summer vacation, looking at the back of the platinum-blond head, the black-haired Slytherin who had been dumped inexplicably with a face of "untouchable" twitched the corners of his lips inexplicably, and suddenly felt like It's back to the time when I was mentally shocked by Draco in the third grade in the first grade——

Worst of all, Draco was only in first year now.

And the one in fifth grade was him, Scorpius Great.

It wasn't until the boy surnamed Barbra sitting next to Scorpius bumped Scorpius' waist with his elbow, raised his chin to remind him to look around, and Scorpius raised his head suddenly, only then did he see the freshmen from other colleges Leading by the prefects, they left the auditorium one after another—averting their eyes from the back of Draco's head with some embarrassment, Scorpius saw more than a dozen pairs of eyes looking at him expectantly.

Under the gaze of Barbra with a smile, the black-haired Slytherin stood up awkwardly, strode to the end of the dining table near the door, cleared his throat, and raised his jaw slightly: "First-year freshman follow me."

Only then did he have a little bit of what a Slytherin prefect should look like.

——Only Scorpius himself knew that when the Slytherin prince at the table stopped joking with his companions and turned his proud face to look him up and down expressionlessly with undisguised eyes, he wouldn't Consciously straightened his back, until the platinum noble frowned slightly and looked away.

Scorpius led the first graders to follow behind the crowd, and suddenly felt that Barbra was very predictable—judging from Draco's performance when he was a prefect, he was probably the worst in Slytherin history. Prefect of prestige.

Seemingly a little bit endlessly, he introduced the portraits of the children behind him and the many ghosts passing by them, Scorpius raised his eyelids, and suddenly saw the Gryffindor team walking in front of them Suddenly there was a commotion, and the freshmen fell into a ball like dominoes one after another!

Scorpius heard a snicker from the Slytherins behind him.

And when Patsy was standing at the head of the Gryffindor freshman team with a red face and yelling, Scorpius noticed that the kid behind him was laughing more and more unscrupulously, so he stopped abruptly and rubbed Rubbing his temples, he frowned slightly, and whispered to a corner of the top of his head in a bad mood: "Peeves, you need education again, don't you?"

The brunette Slytherin was answered with a loud, harsh, popping sound like a deflated football.

From the corner of the empty wall, a dwarf ghost appeared. It blinked evil black eyes and floated in the sky. Its hands were firmly behind its back, as if it was hiding something. Seeing Scorpius, the evil smile on Peeves' face subsided a bit, it swung its hips, and let out a soft hum from its mouth——

"It's so troublesome, annoying Gretel became a prefect this year~~~~ You can't play with the arrogant little bastards of Slytherin-oh, of course I don't mean you, dear Mr. Gretel, respected Gretel Sir - please move forward, I have brought down those Gryffindors you hate~~咖咖咟~~"

Scorpius was surprised by Peeves talking to himself——

He really didn't expect that even Peeves seemed to have gotten used to his presence long ago.

When Peeves was softly humming an out-of-key song, a pair of black eyes carefully watched Scorpius ready to flee, Percy finally saw the Slytherin team following them, The moment he met Scorpius' eyes, the red-haired Weasley seemed to have seen something unpleasant, and yelled for the Gryffindor freshmen to get off the ground quickly Standing up and standing up, the voice became a little more urgent——

Scorpius pursed his lips, and walked towards them with a group of imps behind him who were not being teased to gloat at this moment.

Then he walked proudly past them.

At this moment, he felt that the whole team behind him stopped suddenly. Slightly puzzled, the black-haired Slytherin turned around, only to see that the reason why the whole freshman team stopped involuntarily was because one of them stopped. stepped down—

At this moment, Draco Malfoy was standing in front of Harry Potter who was sitting on the ground, he raised his jaw slightly, and looked at Harry with an interested expression on his face.

"The famous Harry Potter." The platinum-blonde Slytherin kissed her thin lips, evoked a smile, and looked down at Gryffindor who was sitting on the ground in a slightly embarrassing manner.

Here we go—Scorpio thought with a headache.

"I didn't expect you to degenerate and go to Gryffindor." Draco raised his eyebrows, and said casually, "This is really an unfortunate beginning."

Scorpius saw that the red-haired boy with freckles sitting next to Harry showed a broken face, as if he was choking on something in pain, but Harry looked very calm, very Looking back provocatively: "Really?"

"If you come to Slytherin, maybe I can consider being your friend." Draco thrust his hands into his pockets, and as he did so, Scorpius noticed his sleeves being scooped up casually. to the elbow—

"..." The black-haired Slytherin standing not far away looked at the future Prince Slytherin with a horrible look, wanting to remind him that this action was done by him, although it was elegant, but in essence, he still looked like a hooligan .

"Then," Harry stood up from the ground, patted the dust off his buttocks, and gave Draco a cold look, "I think I have to keep my choice of making friends."

As if he didn't expect the other party to answer like this, Draco narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a slightly surprised expression.

It was the Gryffindor goblins who had an orgasm - in their opinion, Harry had given them a big blow.

Scorpius let out a sigh of relief, and now he understood where the bitter and deep hatred between Potter and Draco came from... This historical mystery of Draco blowing up without asking, I finally got a proper answer today, in a nutshell——

Regardless of previous suspicions, Draco used his "unique way" to make friendly gestures with Potter who entered Gryffindor, and then Potter rejected him decisively.

Ugh, it's miserable.