[HP] Born Noble

Slytherin conduct two: refuse any form of insult

Damn!

Draco gritted his teeth, fearing that a foul language that could not be restrained would burst out.

He is Harry Potter?

How dare he... oh, how dare he say he was Harry Potter?

This poor, dirty, puppy-like Muggle idiot showing eight teeth at him!

The formidable adversary who had confronted him all his life, and even when they later stood on the same side, the savior who was so reckless as brainless, brave as a troll, and fearless?

How could he cry?

Might it look like this?

"Damn! Damn you..." Draco became angry for no reason!This kind of inexplicable anger quickly wiped out Draco's perfect etiquette that could still maintain an elegant demeanor even when facing a fire dragon, but when he met those panicked, shy and misty green eyes, Draco The second half of the words stuck in the throat dryly, and it took a long time to squeeze out from between the teeth, "Damn you...you, you are so thin..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Draco clenched his fists in frustration, unable to bear the fact that he would inevitably fall into upset with soft-hearted Potter.Draco glared angrily, but just happened to bump into those clear green eyes. At this moment, they glowed with a bright brilliance washed by water, like ignited simple fairy fire, crystal clear like Narcissa's favorite That emerald set, pure, noble and... seductive.

Yes, it is bewitching!

"Your eyes are so beautiful..."

Realizing what he just said again, Draco's face turned purple and blue, damn it... no!He meant, he actually meant to say... God damn it, where's Potter's vomit-tasting broken glasses?

Harry Potter without glasses, having grown up with his Muggle kin, well, little Mr. Malfoy added one more, horrible clothing taste.It's hard to imagine that they dressed the great savior, the golden boy of Gryffindor, Harry Potter like a flagpole with a tattered rag, and poor as if he had never eaten chocolate - Marl The high-grade chocolates in Mr. Fu's pocket have all flown into someone's mouth under the bewitching of a pair of clear, tender green eyes full of shyness and trust.

The kind of life Harry lived at his aunt's house made him more mature than his peers in things like observing words and emotions, and the obvious disgust in Mr. Draco Malfoy's eyes made Harry start He became uneasy, he had very few friends, and under Dudley's 'care', he was a despised and bullied alien no matter at school or at home, and now he finally found someone willing to give all the chocolates The person he shared with, he didn't want to lose more impression points because of his clothes...

"My clothes are all cousin Dudley's old clothes, he's bigger than me..." Harry pinched his trousers helplessly, justifying his sloppiness, "Uh, look, I live with my aunt There, after my parents passed away in a car accident, they raised me unconditionally, but the clothes didn't fit me..." This Mr. Malfoy was wearing a neat little dress. Although Harry had never seen such a strange dress, he also I can guess that the person in front of him must be a child from a rich family. You know, silk is not cheap. Aunt Petunia's long silk dress is only worn when accompanying Uncle Vernon to very high-end banquets. .She wouldn't even let him touch it, even though Harry did all the laundry hanging and folding.

Draco frowned. The Potter family is one of the ancient pure-blood families. Although it is not as high-profile as the Malfoy family, it is definitely prominent for generations. Although his parents died long ago, they would not even buy clothes for their son No money left, and he looks malnourished... oh, and now it's a little weirder, "Car accident? What's that..."

"Hey, did you see that? Garbage Potter has a follower! What is this, a little girl going out in a nightgown? Hahaha..."

Draco's words were interrupted by a voice in the distance. The undisguised loudness, the high-pitched tone and the rude content of the voice made Draco frown, a vulgar and extremely vulgar Muggle.

"Hahaha, look, Garbage Potter has a girlfriend too?"

Draco turned his head and looked coldly at the big guys, the one leading him almost made him think he was a failed Animagus, he had never seen anyone who looked so pig-like.Draco raised his chin and said slowly, "Who are they?"

"Yes, yes...it's my cousin Dudley and his accomplices..." Harry grabbed Draco's robe nervously, explained softly while hiding behind him, his voice became smaller and smaller, and in the When the name Dudley was mentioned, he visibly flinched.

Draco subconsciously backhanded Harry who was cowering behind him, but the anger in his heart instantly reached its peak. Harry Potter, the bravest and fearless golden boy of Gryffindor, his most powerful opponent, Nearly a decade of tit-for-tat and invincible enemies.It was hard to imagine that Potter would show fear of a pig.

a pig!

Then what are you?

When Draco Malfoy realized this, a cold air radiated from head to toe, damn it, after the red-haired poor man, he was actually no better than a pig in the heart of idiot Potter!

The magic power in the body exploded completely, and the powerful invisible force was like an invisible shock wave, rushing towards those people in an instant - the buttons on the clothes were torn off, the threads were torn apart, it seemed that it only took a second , the clothes on those bad boys were like burnt paper ashes, flitting into pieces and flying away, leaving only those naked idiots who couldn't react in time to stand there blankly.

In the next second, the quiet school playground seemed to explode.

"Ah..."

"my clothes!"

"He, he is also a monster!"

"Same as Garbage Potter, ah... I'm going to tell Mommy..."

"Shut up!" Draco's voice only raised a little bit, and successfully cut off their wailing.He walked over slowly, arrogant like a king, with death threats in his eyes, which made these ignorant boys couldn't help but shudder again and again.

"Never, never, use your ignorance to insult the nobility of wizards," Draco said softly and slowly, "Now, immediately, disappear from my eyes, otherwise, I don't know what will be torn apart next." Is it this greasy pigskin on your body?"

Draco didn't pay any more attention to those Muggles who ran away with bare buttocks. Behind him was the famous savior boy. He felt that there were still many things he needed to figure out.

"You, why... what happened just now, you can be so strange, with me..."

Seeing Harry Potter's incoherent, surprised and confused expression, Draco frowned and reprimanded, "Don't be like a Muggle who has never seen the world, even though he doesn't have a wand yet, isn't it common for him to exert some magic power under mood swings? "

"Muggle, wand..." Harry felt that he couldn't understand English suddenly.

"Are you worried that I will be warned by the Ministry of Magic?" Draco completely misunderstood, "Hmph, we are not yet at the age of school, and it is inevitable that the magic power will go out of control. This is an accident, and even the Minister of Magic can't control it." Of course, the out-of-control of his 'directed' magic just now was not an accident, but no one could find out.

Harry Potter was at a loss for his explanation.

Draco frowned, "Don't tell me you have no similar experience at all, the great Harry Potter is not a squib, eh..." Or, Draco suddenly thought of another possibility, "People from the Ministry of Magic have looked for you trouble?"

Harry Potter didn't understand what his new friend said at all, but he could vaguely feel that his new friend was different from others, and would never be afraid of him because of his weirdness, and even to some extent , he had a sense of peace that Draco was weirder than himself, a peace of mind that he could confide in each other.

"They chased me today, I, I don't know why I ran to the top of the tree, I can't climb trees, but I'm not a monster, I dare not go home..."

Wait... Seeing Harry Potter's fearful, guilty and cautious expression, Draco realized that he might have misunderstood something, "You're not so stupid that you don't even know you're a wizard, are you?"

"Huh? Wizard?"

There was deep puzzlement in those big emerald green eyes, and Draco suspected for the first time that he might have been transported to a completely strange and unknown world by that broken mirror.

In the next two hours of communication, under the complete Slytherin spray of snake venom, Harry experienced a whole new world.

"I can do magic?"

"Is there really a school that teaches magic?"

"Can I learn to turn Cousin Dudley into a pig?"

"Can you really see a horse with wings?"

"...Then we will be classmates?"

"Ah!" Draco's silk robe was blown coolly against his body by the evening wind, making him shiver a little. His clothes were too thin, but who would have thought that he would What about in the Muggle area so far from home?

"You're cold!" Harry suddenly realized Draco's frailty, he was excited from head to toe by the world Draco said, at this moment his heart was so hot that he could boil a large pot of water, It didn't feel cold at all, but Draco's face was a little pale, maybe it was really cold outside at night.

Harry started to take off his fat tracksuit and put it on Draco.

"take away!"

"You can wear my clothes..." Seeing Draco's disgusted face, Harry's hands froze again.

Draco looked at the rag-like jumper with disgust, "Is this Muggle clothes? Your relatives let you wear this kind of garbage?"

"But..." Harry looked at this powerful new friend who made him a little envious and afraid, and finally couldn't help but retort, "Maybe it's very bad, but I have nothing at all... no home, no home. Food, but nothing to wear. In fact, as long as there is a piece of clothing that can keep out the cold, even if it is really ugly, it is much better than being cold, isn't it?"

Draco: "..."

Harry didn't wait for Draco to refuse again, and forcefully draped the big sweatshirt on Draco.

Draco just gave in a little bit before compromising, well, he was really cold, and the suit was really warm, and, probably because Potter had worn it, it didn't have the same clothes as he had imagined on the fat pig. Smell of pigsty.Draco looked at Harry Potter, who was smiling even brighter because of the small success of his purpose, and couldn't help but continue to spray the venom, "Put down that idiot smile like a troll on your face!"

still laughing.

Draco turned his head away, ignoring him.

The green eyes became even more curved, and suddenly Harry understood a little about his new friend's awkward temper.