[HP] S·M event book

No.31 Um... a certain little dragon.

Listening to the floor-to-ceiling mirror, Draco was tactfully critical, and adjusted his clothes again and again.

Although it is euphemistic enough, no one likes to be constantly picked on. No wonder Dad often said that it is old and immortal.Dad is the one who has the biggest grudge against the mirror in the family. I don’t know why he always has trouble with the mirror-but every time he can control himself not to break it very well.

It wasn't until the old guy said that the hair behind his left ear was a little out of norm that Draco turned impatiently and went upstairs.There were intermittent complaints behind him that no one was talking, so lonely-it was just a mirror!What does it know?

Draco was the first to stay at Malfoy Manor without his father.In my impression, I will see him every time I come back, either I have been waiting at home, drinking coffee and casually glanced at myself who just stepped into the house, or I came back in a hurry, and then took care of myself the moment before they met , Make a "what a coincidence" look.Draco had always known that once or twice was a coincidence, but every time... Mom used to sneer at saying it was old-fashioned and pretentious and tasteless.

But now, the man who was supposed to repeat the old script was in Azkaban Prison—he didn't have to go in.But that was all Draco knew, and it was hard for Mom to pry her mouth open even when she was drunk.

He is the sole heir of the Malfoy family, but he doesn't get the trust he deserves.

Everyone around him is hiding things from him, obviously he has grown up.

Draco pouted unwillingly - he would always find a chance to prove himself.Until then, there's always some trouble to prove your independence by taking care of yourself properly.

He lifted his index finger with his haughty chin, and knocked lightly on the door—I heard from Chacha that this guy went to bed after cleaning himself up, which was really rude.

Waited and waited, no one responded.So I continued to knock, and continued to be ignored.

If it weren't for his aristocratic demeanor, Draco would have almost broken in!

He tensed his cheeks, and continued to tap the door lightly, ignoring the excessively high frequency, which seemed to be a very elegant and noble movement.

"……Who?"

It seems that there is no need to break in to determine whether the guy inside has died.Draco said coldly, "It's me, Maurice...Miss."

Just when Draco's patience reached the critical point, the door was opened a little bit, and a golden head with messy hair poked out from inside.

Her eyes were red and bloodshot. I don't know if it was because she didn't sleep well or because she hid herself and cried secretly again. Who knows?This timid guy is always secretive.

"This is Malfoy Manor. I don't think that as a guest, I should be on guard as a thief." Draco said with a sullen face. Originally, he wanted to maintain his etiquette, but after certain things happened... There is no way to be kind to her!He even wanted to turn her into some kind of creature and rinse her "carefully" in the basin!

She looked at him with some panic and doubt, and hurriedly stepped back to ask him to come in, and then watched herself walk into the room with some embarrassment and looked around - that pathetic look, which made Draco feel elated .

——Fuck his elation!

This subconscious thought made Draco curse rudely in his heart. He cleared his throat, raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm glad you didn't damage anything. Everything here is valuable." The contemptuous attitude and tactful sarcasm made him give a thumbs up in his heart. When he saw his father doing similar things to other people, the charm was really amazing.

She couldn't help shrinking her neck and said, "I just slept for a while... I didn't do anything else."

"'In a moment'?" he repeated rhetorically. "You don't think it's time for dinner, do you?"

She glanced at him timidly, then quickly lowered her head, "I...I'm sorry."

Merlin, this feels great!

Draco thought blissfully, he couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and when he noticed her suspicious gaze, he immediately restrained his expression and continued to make a contemptuous expression.There is a father who likes to look at people with his nostrils and a godfather who likes to spray venom. Under the education of these two, Draco still got some true biography.

One day, he will be like them, able to make the enemy tremble with his eyes!

Of course, except for the guy in front of her, she is really not challenging.

Like now.

"... Excuse me, what's the matter with you?"

See, she didn't even dare to look up at him.

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"Hungry guests will be laughed at." Draco said flatly, drawing his wand and pointing it at the chair behind her... and turning it into a table.He admitted that he did it on purpose, and he didn't hide it, because there was already a table in the room, and the momentary tension of this guy made him extremely refreshed.

"Check, prepare some food for her."

The tone seemed to indicate feeding the pet, but Draco was annoyed that she didn't respond.He knew he couldn't expect a stupid idiot to understand something deeper.

The house-elf could please every Malfoy almost every time, much better than that perfidious Poppy.It immediately prepared a table full of food, then pulled out the chair and bowed respectfully.

She stood aside stupidly, looking at the table full of food in shock, as if she was thinking about the meaning of "a little bit".

Uninformed guy, could it be that she thought that the so-called food was bitterly salty fried rice with eggs and cabbage soup that was as light as boiling water?

"Or...you want me to sit you down myself?" he said sarcastically.

She came back to her senses, quickly sat down on the chair, and smiled and said thank you to Cha Cha.

Chacha's eyes widened in surprise immediately, and his eyes were watery - it was indeed the first time he heard someone thank him in his impression.

"Get out!" Draco yelled, and it disappeared into the room immediately, but at the same time, he sensed her displeasure—she frowned, "Fill your stomach quickly!"

As he spoke, he sat on a chair and gracefully hung the napkin on his chest.

"Didn't you eat too?" She imitated him, and then asked suspiciously.

Draco showed his eerie white teeth, and said through gritted teeth, "Do you want me to stand aside and watch you eat?!"

He was well fed at dinner and Mom didn't even scold him for being a little rude, God knows how long it had been since he had eaten normal food.But the etiquette of the Malfoy family told him that he couldn't keep guests for dinner, because it would make them feel embarrassed-this guy who didn't know what to do!

She lowered her head embarrassingly, and sipped her meal very cautiously, like a rabbit.

"Is it hard to swallow?" Draco said angrily.

She shook her head quickly, "It's delicious!" As if to prove what she said, she immediately swallowed a piece of steak, and blushed as a result, Draco rolled his eyes and handed her the water.

"...Thank you." She said after recovering.

If I sincerely thank you, then what happened to the previous hesitation? !Draco glared at her angrily, but she obviously couldn't understand him and returned a puzzled look.

But it didn't take long for Draco to stuff a whole plate of steak into her mouth himself.

"That... Jerry, I mean... that ferret, what's his name?"

Draco was drinking water at the time, and when he heard this, he immediately squirted the contents of his mouth, ruining almost all the food, and most importantly, he was choked to death!

She looked at him in surprise, then looked at the dazzling array of food on the table, struggled for a long time, and then silently took a sip of juice to show that she was full.

Della hadn't recovered completely, and asked angrily, "You...what do you mean?!" His face was flushed, and he didn't know whether it was because of choking, embarrassment of his indecent behavior, or... ...um, ahem.

She said blankly: "Jerry... Oh, that's the name I gave it when it lived in my house temporarily. Mrs. Malfoy should use another name, and I don't mean anything else."

call?

Draco, little Malfoy, dragon, baby, darling, any one of them is better than the name of a mouse! ! !

"--what's none of your business?!" Draco growled ferociously, with an expression of wanting to rush up and tear her up, God knows that every time he recalled something, he wanted to tear her into pieces !

Her expression darkened, and Draco rarely saw her down when she was down.

"...I like it a lot, I'm just asking."

The pink color that hadn't faded spread to the roots of the ears, and the scorching temperature almost scorched the entire face, and Draco almost smelled the burnt smell - just like every time he came from the kitchen at her house Outgoing smell.He was a little thankful that she was bowing her head and wringing her fingers. If she was found in such a mess...Draco swore that she would immediately give her a "forget it all"!

His right hand slightly clenched his fist against the lower end of his nose, as if trying to cover up something. He coughed in a low voice, and pretended to be calm and said, "Many people like it."

"...I know." As if thinking of something happy, she couldn't help smiling, "It's very cute."

Then she started rambling on about something.

"Although I'm a bit picky eater." ——No, it's the things you made that are hard to swallow!

"Especially the omelette, it only takes a small bite at a time" - that's because the omelette has an eggshell inside and tastes sour and bitter!

"The temper is also very bad." - You were put on a leash like a dog? !

"I also hate taking a shower." ——… Cough cough.

"But it's still cute." She ended with this sentence, smiling brightly, which is very... um, pleasing to the eye. "By the way, it's a male, right? Although I hide every time, I secretly saw it raise its legs once..."

Draco snapped back to his senses immediately, and interrupted her aggressively before she could say something more... "—shut up!"

Merlin, his teeth are itchy right now!He'd be more than willing to give her the Cruciatus Curse if she wouldn't be in Azkaban!Damn Muggles!damn it! ! !

Is he strangling her now?Or strangle her?Or strangle her? !

"You'll never see it again!—EVER!!" Draco glared at her angrily, with a nasty and ferocious corner of his mouth.

He saw that her originally rosy face suddenly turned extremely pale, and some kind of intense emotion flashed in her eyes, but it disappeared quickly before he could explore it. She opened her mouth weakly, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end She still pursed her lips and said nothing.

This made Draco feel a little... weird, he even expected her to ask something, but he didn't see the dry and pale lips open for a long time.He bit his lower lip nervously.

"...I mean...he's on vacation, no...we're going back to school the day after tomorrow...uh...he's going on vacation when we start school..." He stammered under his breath say.

"...vacation?" she repeated blankly.

Merlin on!Look what stupid things he said!

Draco frowned immediately, and bared his teeth and yelled at her: "That's it!" Then he got up quickly, and the heavy chair actually swayed twice with his movements.Although Draco sensed her astonishment, there was no way for him to stay here to say anything more.

He almost ran away and rushed back to his room.It took a while to realize that his behavior was completely deviated from the noble demeanor, so he called Chacha and asked him to entertain her, so as to make up for his mistake a little bit.

When he was alone in the room again, Draco sat on the bed, tugging on his tie impatiently, his face turning red, blue, and white.

Finally, he cursed angrily: "—that fool!"

The author has something to say: that raised leg... no need to explain --

Ps: Aijia wants to play Xianjian Wu, but Aijia also wants to code words.