[HP] Noble

He wiped his mouth with his sleeve fiercely, although Scorpius thought he was really angry, but unfortunately no one around him was ready to pay attention to him - everyone was busy with their own, or hugging each other, or busy dealing with the situation in the dark The finished prank.Like Astoria, whoever used a binding spell, the poor girl's long curly blonde hair is now completely entangled in a chair, and she is busy waving her wand to get her hair out of the chair Untie it.

Not far away, Daphne Greengrass was watching this scene with a smile on her arm, and she had no intention of going up to help, and her wand was put in the pocket of her coat, revealing a small Small tip comes.

In the corner next to it is... is...

Oh my God, this bloody Christmas... Scorpius covered his face and whispered to himself: "The dog's eyes are going to be blind."

In the most inconspicuous corner of the auditorium, Head Slytherin was just as usual, with his whole body in a straight black dress, his back against the corner, and a person on top of him, who was holding Professor Snape's hand tightly Fixing the person in his arms to the wall, it was obvious that the two of them were passionately...kissing.More obviously...the other of the two is Black...well, Professor Black.

Determined not to continue watching, Scorpius turned his head and looked around, but he didn't see Mr. Draco Malfoy.

"What are you looking for?"

A lazy familiar voice sounded behind him.

Scorpius turned his head in surprise, and half of his body slammed into the arms of the platinum nobleman.Draco took a step back muttering, frowned slightly and glanced contemptuously at the panic-stricken boy: "What's going on?"

"Where have you been—no, when did you come?" Scorpius stammered.

Draco looked him up and down critically, and then said calmly, "Just now."

After thinking about it, he asked again, "What's the problem?"

Scorpius pursed his lower lip and stared at him for a while, until he received another inexplicable look from the Slytherin prince, and this time he slumped his shoulders in frustration, and said in frustration, "No, it's nothing—"

I was kissed in the dark, this kind of grumpy thing, will I tell you, hehe.

At this time, Harry finally got rid of the entanglement of a fifth-year Hufflepuff—after the entire auditorium was plunged into darkness for about half a minute, the girl came up like a giant squid, and the innocent savior frantically fumbled , found the soft and warm skin under his hands, and was so shocked that his hair almost stood on end.

The lights in the auditorium were fully turned on, and the girl was not shy at all. She pounced on Harry and left a complete lipstick mark on Harry's chin. Then she let out a terrible "giggle" and pulled away from the Gryffindor golden boy In the arms of her, she rushed back to her female companions, and the group of girls laughed together again.Harry finally breathed a sigh of relief, brushed his messy hair that he hadn't bothered to do, and then began to look around for his partner.

It turned out that he was only seen at the edge of the dance floor.

"Excuse—oh sorry—excuse me, let—" Pushed his way through the crowd to see the Slytherin ferret standing next to his partner.Yeah, Harry thought sarcastically, Malfoy had been like a nanny for the last two years, keeping an eye on his cubs all the time.

Harry's arrival wasn't very welcome, at least Scorpius didn't show much delight, while Draco, in unabashed disgust, wrinkled his nose and gave Gryffindor an arrogant look out of the corner of his eye , protracted emphasis: "So, Potter, what are you doing?"

Well, what am I here for?Harry himself felt quite puzzled, so he just frowned, but didn't rush to answer.Draco seemed to be very satisfied suddenly, he chuckled contemptuously, narrowed his silver-gray pupils slightly: "Do I need to remind you, Mr. Great Savior, it's time for you two to break up gone."

"You don't need to remind me, Ferret." Harry said angrily, "I know, it's just the opening dance, of course, I'll come and see, um..." He turned to Scorpius, "It was a mess, you Are you okay?"

"One step closer to death, but obviously," Scorpius replied dryly, "I'm still alive."

"Alive? As long as you're alive." Harry no longer knew what he was talking about, and under the eyes of the two Slytherins, he took a step back and said with some embarrassment, "Okay, Then I'm leaving, that, goodbye."

Looking at the back of Gryffindor leaving in a hurry, he was stunned for a while, until the people around him cleared their throats in a low voice, Scorpius finally came back to his senses, stroked the hair on his forehead tiredly and sighed Said: "Well, you don't need to accompany Astoria?"

Mentioning the name, Draco frowned slightly, and said without thinking, "No."

Scorpius rolled his eyes, and was about to say something, when suddenly his chin was twisted sideways by a warm hand, inexplicably watching the platinum noble frowned, and said a little critically: "What are you eating tonight?" what?"

Scorpius touched his face subconsciously: "I didn't eat anything. I've been busy all night and I haven't had time to eat anything. I'm so hungry."

Draco lowered his body slightly to get closer, stretched out his other hand, and retracted it when he was about to touch Scorpius' lips, and the smell of red wine on his cuff passed the latter's nose.Before Scorpius had time to think about it, a faint voice sounded above his head: "Your mouth looks a little swollen, isn't it because you are allergic to something bad?"

"..." Scorpius twitched the corners of his mouth, "In your mind, I am this image, allergic to food, right?"

Draco let go of him and said nonchalantly, "What's there to be angry about?"

"I'm so angry tonight—I'm hungry, is it done?" Scorpius spat, "I still think you have a strong rogue in your body!"

Draco, who was frowning and staring at Professor Snape, who was awkwardly dancing with Sirius in the middle of the dance floor, paused, then lowered his head and asked in doubt, "What's the smell?"

Scorpius returned a quick smirk: "Rogue."

"Don't be silly, boy." Draco hooked the corners of his lips nonchalantly, and said lazily, "Do you want to dance?"

"No dancing!" He firmly refused, "I will never dance again in my life!"

"You danced well just now." Draco patted him on the shoulder sympathetically, "Compared to Potter, you still—"

Draco's words were interrupted by a commotion.When the two turned their heads, Hermione was busy pouring a glass of red wine from Ron's head, and then threw it on the table next to her. Volume within a radius of ten meters: "Shut up, Ronald Weasley. Who I'm with has nothing to do with you."

Ron blushed and seemed about to say something more, but George grabbed him from behind and dragged him back. Hermione raised her head and gave the Weasley twins a quick glance. If it wasn't for George, Hermione would have taken off her high heels and knocked them on Ron's head without hesitation.

... "The domineering side leaks." Scorpius shook his head sighing.

"She threw at least five beauty charms on her head," Draco said contemptuously.

Scorpius sneered: "You did the same, don't deny it."

"I am, but I never use ordinary spells that can be found in the library." Draco reached out and tugged at the second-year Slytherin who was still tiptoeing to watch the excitement, "Go away, what's so interesting in this?"

"Of course it looks good, look, Viktor is here—" Scorpius poked Draco excitedly, "Do you think he will fight with Weasley here?"

"What do you think this is for?" Draco let go of him feebly. "Fighting Weasley? Don't take it too seriously."

"Yo, so you've lost four years, Mr. Malfoy."

"I really have nothing to say to you, Mister Great," Draco gasped, staring at Scorpius in disbelief, "the reason why the eyes are on the face is because people need to use them to see things, Keep your eyes open, me and Weasley, most of the time it's definitely not a fight."

"Oh, what is that?"

"I bullied him unilaterally." He answered triumphantly.

Scorpius: "..."

Ron had left the auditorium in a hurry, of course he couldn't stand there with a bottle of red wine on his head.Krum came back with two glasses of drinks. Hermione didn't cry anyway, but sat aside with a cold face. George Weasley, one of the twin brothers, was talking at the scene. The two first talked in English for a while, Krum, on the other hand, remained sullen and looked unhappy.At the end of the conversation, it switched to German.

This time even Draco was a little surprised: "I can't tell, there are one or two Weasleys who can speak German."

And it's not bad.Scorpius listened, but he didn't understand German, and neither did Hermione, obviously, because everyone could see she was annoyed now.The commotion caused here attracted Karkaroff. Standing behind Krum, he didn't look so pretty. George didn't look too scared. Fred also smiled and didn't care.Looking back, I found Professor Dumbledore above the dance floor. The old man was smiling and watching the messy interaction of the students off the court.Scorpius twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking that you still have a smile on your face, old man, look at your good deeds, the lights-out spell is not as useful as you!

Draco, who was on the side, felt bored after listening for a while, so he tugged at Scorpius and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to go for a walk?"

"Don't you dance?"

"It doesn't matter." Draco put his hands in his pockets, pursing his lips in a lack of interest, "Malfoy Manor holds a Christmas ball every year, I've been officially attending the ball since I was 11 years old, and I should be tired of it."

Scorpius snorted, turned and followed Draco out.Passing Astoria on the way, Master Malfoy didn't look sideways.On the contrary, Scorpius felt something was wrong, stopped and smiled awkwardly with the little girl: "Let's go back to the lounge, it's too noisy here, um, good night?"

"Good night, Scorpius." The little girl returned a sweet smile, "Good night, Draco."

With an impatient hum through his nose, Draco tugged at Scorpius, dragging him away.

"What more did you tell her?" the platinum noble muttered dissatisfiedly.

"It's polite." Scorpius gave him a sideways glance confidently, "You're still his dance partner, God, is there a dance partner like you!"

"Hey, what's your logic? Being a dance partner doesn't mean I have to dance with her all night." Draco opened the door of the auditorium and walked out first, and Scorpius hurriedly followed before the door closed, " If so, why don't you dance with Potter all night? It's three hours to twelve."

"Here it is again!" Scorpius raised his voice sharply, "Who is it that reminded me to 'remember what you said' before entering the gate—why is it different now?"

Draco said without changing his expression, "I'm afraid you'll smell like Potter, and the door to the Slytherin lounge won't let you in."

"Oh come on, Draco, you bastard."

"I'm telling the truth, thank you. If you agree, just nod obediently and honestly—"

The two talked to each other and walked all the way back. The corridor was empty and there was no one there.When he was about to pass the castle exit, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps. Draco paused, quickly looked back at Scorpius, and then dragged him to hide in the dark shadows.

To the surprise of the other two, it was Harry Potter.

There was still snowflakes on his shoulders that hadn't melted in time, Scorpius thought for a moment, and vaguely remembered that after the argument with Hermione, he chased after Weasley's ass.Seeing his annoyed face now, it was obvious that he failed to persuade the fight. Thinking of this, Scorpius couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"Who?" Harry stopped abruptly, drew out his wand, and stared warily at the corner where Scorpius and Draco were hiding with his green eyes.

Scorpius cleared his throat, and dragged Draco, who was unclear and reluctant, out: "Good evening, Mr. Potter."

"Gretel...and you, Malfoy, what are you doing there."

"Wait for you, Saint Potter." Draco said nonsense.

Harry frowned, obviously skeptical of Draco's words.

"Well, this..." Scorpius kicked Draco, scratched his head, and finally picked up the worst possible topic, "Can you guess what the sound is in that golden egg?"

"No, no...wait, you mean, that's the sound of a creature?" Harry walked closer to them, his voice locked abruptly.

Draco sneered contemptuously, and said through gritted teeth, "Look what you've done, Scorpius."

"..." Scorpius turned his head with black lines all over his face, smiled weakly at Draco, and squeezed the latter's palm hanging by his side flatteringly.