May the world be kind to you

"I love him, I swear on my life." -Harry Potter

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Harry finally breathed a sigh of relief after sending everyone away.

Parkinson and the others were guests anyway, and he was really afraid that Draco would throw a tantrum and embarrass others.

When he came back again, he saw Draco slumped on the sofa with no image, his eyes closed tightly as if he had fallen asleep, but he was still frowning uncomfortably in his dream.

I really don't understand why Parkinson is pouring him so much alcohol.

Harry shook his head helplessly, and softly called the elf: "Kreacher, do you have any anti-alcoholic medicine at home?"

"No, Master Harry," Kreacher also lowered his voice, "but Kreacher can do it immediately..."

"No need," the person who thought they were asleep suddenly stopped them slightly: "Just bring me a hot towel."

Kreacher left in response, and came back in the blink of an eye. In addition to the hot towel, there was also a plate of green apples cut into small pieces on the tray in his hand.

After wiping his face, Draco was visibly refreshed. He took the fruit and put it on the tea table before motioning for the elf to leave. Then he looked at Harry and held out his hand.

Harry had absolutely nothing to do with his young master's temper.It's just that it's a little uncomfortable to drink too much, and it can also make him so wronged that he has to pull it himself before he is willing to get up!Reluctantly, he handed him his hand, but unexpectedly, he was suddenly pulled by a strong force and fell down on the sofa as soon as he took it.

"Draco?" Was he really drunk?

"Fortunately, it's not too late." Draco straightened Harry up and sat down, and he said to himself whether he could understand or not: "If I delay my business, I will never forgive her." Without time, she took out a delicate velvet box from her clothes, took out a ring and put it on him gently, and was satisfied to see that the size was just right, "Don't think she can use this opportunity to use any tricks to make things difficult for us, put us Teasing like a magical animal." Finally, he slipped another one into his finger.

At this point, the breath he had held all night was finally soothed, he stretched his brows and eyes, and complacently kissed Harry on the lips, and then he forked an apple and put it in his mouth.

A series of proficient and smooth movements, before Harry could comprehend Draco's intentions from those words, there was already a ring of cold white metal on his left middle finger.He didn't care to blush and stared at the luxurious and exquisite platinum ring, not knowing how to deal with the completely confusing situation in front of him.

Seeing that the blond young man had almost finished his plate of apples and still showed no signs of explaining to him, Harry had no choice but to ask, "Draco," raising his left hand and shaking it in front of him: "What does this mean?"

Draco looked more inexplicable than Harry: "Shouldn't you wear an engagement ring if you're engaged?"

"..."

Harry was sure now that Draco had indeed been quite drunk.

Thinking of the last time in the manor, Harry decisively pulled Draco, who was still unconscious, from the sofa and led him back to his room, took off his coat, shoes and socks, and helped him lie down and put on the quilt.

"You're drunk Draco, go to bed early tonight, what's the matter tomorrow... Ah!" Why did this man like to pull him so hard today while he wasn't paying attention!

Draco hugged the waist of the person who fell on top of him affectionately, not so tight that he felt uncomfortable, but not so loose that the person who was embarrassed by the ambiguous position could easily break free.

"As a newly engaged fiancé, not even the most basic goodnight kiss before going to bed is really indifferent to me, Potter."

Harry stopped struggling immediately.Although he knew that reasoning with drunk people was ridiculous and meaningless, he couldn't help but want to refute.

"When did we get engaged? Why didn't I know?!"

"You 'popularly' agreed to my marriage proposal," Draco deliberately emphasized those two words, "What is it if you don't count as an engagement?"

When did you propose to me? !Harry almost blurted out.

However, he immediately remembered what Pansy said, Draco's unusually solemn tone and words, and his more formal attire than the Hogwarts Yule Ball...

Merlin!He is really proposing! !

Harry gaped and stared at Draco's indifferent expression as if he didn't care about any of his responses, but the hand that squeezed himself so hard that it hurt came to mind.

The corners of the lips slowly raised into a gentle arc.

He slowly relaxed his stiff body and lay down on his stomach without any resistance. He relaxed and took off the ring to look at it. He found that there was an uneven place on the inside of the ring. He squinted his eyes and took a closer look. He recognized that it was Malfoy's home engraved on it. emblem.

"Probably there is no other person in the world who skips the confession like you," Harry put the ring back on slowly, "from a friend to a fiancé in one step."

"Skip the confession?" Draco raised his eyebrows: "Did the savior not pay attention to what I said, or did he want to break his own promise? 'When you enter the manor, you are mine', don't remember you How did you answer it?"

Harry froze for a long time before he could make the accusation: "You pretended to be drunk and lied to me!!" Then he realized belatedly that he could still remain calm and clear after talking to himself for so long.Is he drinking that well? !

"It doesn't matter if you're drunk or not," Draco knew how to avoid the serious, and pecked lightly on his lips: "The important thing is that no matter how much I drink, I can keep my head clear, which is the characteristic of Malfoy. So Silly baby," kissed again, "you don't have to doubt the true intentions in every sentence I say after drinking."

After speaking, he kissed again, but he frowned because he had to raise his head so hard every time, so he hugged Harry tightly and turned over vigorously, and finally he was satisfied, lowered his head and kissed again.

I don't know if it's because his mind was seen through or because of Draco's kiss, Harry looked away with his ears blushing, and happened to land on the exact same ring on Draco's left hand.

So, is he really engaged?Betrothed to this young man who was in every way a rival in the past?Does this mean that from now on, he has a real home in this world?

Harry smiled slowly, put his arms around Draco's neck and lowered his head, and offered his own lips.When they separated after a long time, the gray pupils were already filled with deep and complex emotions.

"Draco..."

"At a time like this," Draco tapped his lips with his finger, "I'd rather hear you change your address."

Facing Harry's puzzled eyes, Draco evoked a teasing smile that was extremely inconsistent with his usual image, took off his glasses and put them aside, and whispered in his ear while unbuttoning his clothes.

Harry immediately blushed like an overcooked shrimp, and wanted to protest but Draco blocked all his voices, so he could only sway and dance to his rhythm, sinking into a strange joy that he couldn't extricate himself from.When the peak moment was approaching, he couldn't stand Draco's extremely gentle and sweet torment, and unconsciously murmured out a title that could easily make Draco lose all control——

"elder brother."

In exchange for a deep kiss that could almost suffocate him, as well as the touch and satisfaction of climbing to the top at the same time.

Afterwards, Draco hugged him into his arms and kissed his forehead again and again. In the end, he couldn't resist the aftereffect of alcohol, and his consciousness gradually became blurred, but he still didn't want to let go for a moment and hugged him tightly. his waist.

I don't know what kind of expression my father will have if he finds out that he has seduced someone and dragged him to the bed.

It was his last thought before falling asleep.

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"What did you say?!"

Lucius' eyes widened in disbelief.

"I said, we're engaged." Draco took Harry's hand and showed his father the two identical rings: "Just last night, we completed... everything involved in getting engaged."

Harry tried to withdraw his hand uneasily but failed, so he let Draco hold it.

It wasn't until he sat on the sofa in the living room of the manor that he realized that he had oversimplified his engagement.

Leaving aside the past confrontation, the Malfoy family would not allow them to be together just because of their status as a wizard.He couldn't bear to give up Draco, but he couldn't let him argue with his parents because of him.If Lucius gets angry and drives Draco out of the manor, the young master who has been pampered since childhood will never be able to bear the pain of losing his family! !

So what should he do?

"Nonsense!!" Lucius got angry as Harry expected, and hit the floor heavily with the master's cane: "How can Malfoy's future master's engagement be so trifling!! I don't agree!!"

Harry paled for a moment.

Draco raised his eyebrows: "What does father mean?"

"There must be an engagement ceremony!!" Lucius said firmly and could not be refused: "It doesn't need to be very grand, but it must be grand and formal. There must be all the etiquette, etiquette, guests and banquets that should be there!!"

"...as long as father is satisfied."

Draco nodded indifferently.It made no difference to him with or without the ceremony, as long as it was Harry who wore the ring, it didn't matter how it was worn.

"It's not easy, Xiaolong. It took seven years to finally get to this point." Narcissa teased her son, and before he could answer, she turned to Harry, hugged and kissed his forehead affectionately: "Honey, I'm so glad you I can agree to Xiaolong's marriage proposal. You are welcome to become a member of the Malfoy family."

Harry finally felt the truth at this moment, and his eyes immediately felt a little sore and stinging: "Thank you, Aunt Sissy."

Narcissa chuckled: "Are you still called Auntie?"

Harry blushed and muttered for a while before he could make a sound: "Cissy... Mom..."

The voice was as soft as a gnat, but it made Narcissa kiss his forehead again with great joy, before talking about the business.

"How about setting the time for Christmas?" Narcissa looked at the two handsome young men in front of her inquiringly, and continued after seeing them nodding: "Two or three months is a bit rushed, but it should be in time. The point is later We must start preparing for our wedding now."

Harry's eyes widened in disbelief.Is it really not too early to think about a wedding now?

Draco nodded with a face full of "it should be so", and then suddenly turned his head to look at his father with meaning: "Dad, you don't feel regretful now, do you?"

Lucius put on a straight face as if he wanted to show his father's majesty, but he couldn't hold back his smile after all. He tapped his son's shoulder with his cane, and turned to discuss the details of the engagement ceremony with his wife.

Draco grabbed Harry's hand and took him for a walk in the garden. Not surprisingly, he really asked the last sentence, so he described the situation in detail, and finally complained to his sweetheart with great grievances:

"I can't believe it, it's my gender that my father dislikes! Is this something I can decide?!"

Harry froze for a moment, then laughed uncontrollably.I never knew that Malfoy and his son had such an unknown side!He began to have a little expectation for his future life at Malfoy Manor.

"Thank you, Draco," finally turned his smile into a sigh: "Thank you for giving me a home and a new family."

Draco raised his eyebrows: "How would the savior want to thank you? I won't accept verbal thanks!"

Harry was not surprised to hear such an answer, a little helpless and a little funny.

He really didn't have to beat around the bush like this.In fact, I am very happy to meet any reasonable and unreasonable demands of him, and I am happy to see him smile so proudly, so dazzling that I can't move my eyes.

"Tell me, what do you want? As long as I can do it."

Draco made the request unceremoniously, so quickly and smoothly that Harry had to suspect that he had actually planned it: "Don't date any girl alone again!"

"I don't have a date!" Harry protested loudly.Being willing to meet his request does not mean that he can accept his groundless accusation: "I just had a meal with Parkinson!!" And he will be involved in the whole process!

"Including Pansy and Granger!!"

"..."

"Also," the blond young man actually had the following text: "Stop interacting with Tonks in the future."

"That's impossible." Harry vetoed straight away, "I'm Teddy's godfather, let alone Remus..."

"You can choose to go there when that woman is not around."

"..."

He actually called his cousin "that woman"? !Did Dora do or say something to make Draco resist like this? !

Harry was noncommittal to this request, wanting to see if there was anything else that could upset the young master: "Is there anything else?"

Draco grinned suddenly: "Call 'brother' a few more times."

"..."

Blushing, Harry kicked it without hesitation.

This guy's skin is getting thicker and thicker!

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The memorial room is as solemn and solemn as ever.

The people in the portraits are either still, moving, sitting or walking, but they don't have any conversations, let alone walk around like the portraits in Hogwarts.Everyone seems to be satisfied with their own small space of one foot square, and they are busy with each other calmly and indifferently.

It looks like a real person, the only difference is the silence.There is no clicking sound when taking pictures, no footsteps when walking, and no collision when chairs fall to the ground.All people and things seem to be imprisoned in a silent world, which also makes the interior more dignified.

Draco looked around silently.

Even though it was only his second time here, it was still so dull and oppressive that he almost couldn't breathe.At the moment, he was very annoyed that he forgot to add this point when he made the conditions to Harry that day.

"Draco," the Potion Master's voice was still cold, "Didn't I say not to come again?"

"I came here with Potter, Professor Snape." Draco walked up to the portrait and raised his head: "We are engaged, he said..."

A few small but distinct gasps interrupted Draco's words.He turned his head suspiciously, the portraits were not unusual except for a slightly stiff figure.

Is it his illusion?

Draco turned his head indifferently, but the expression on the Potions Master's face made him swallow the explanation he was going to continue.

"The Potter you're talking about," Snape asked with a complicated expression, "you mean Harry Potter?"

Could there be a second Potter in the wizarding world?Of course Draco didn't dare to answer like that, and nodded obediently: "Yes."

"Impossible!" Dora cried out in disbelief: "Harry said you were just friends last time when he came to the house!!"

Draco pouted, and raised the back of his left hand to her eyes: "We got engaged three days ago."

"……you this……"

"Sorry I'm late." Harry, who pushed the door in from the outside, had no idea what he had inadvertently prevented, walked up to Draco and faced the two elders with him: "Professor Snape, Leah James, we're here today to..."

"Draco said you are engaged." The Potions Master cut off the topic a little impatiently: "This is your private matter, so you don't need to tell me specifically."

"...I'm sorry, Professor Snape," Harry was visibly nervous because of his attitude, "I just... just wanted to tell the most important thing in my life to the person I respect most...I'm... sorry."

Snape froze for a moment and frowned, but said nothing more.But the others couldn't hold back their impatience for a long time, and rushed to ask questions regardless of the presence of "outsiders":

"Harry, are you really engaged?!"

"You haven't come for so long just to get engaged? If you really have a boyfriend, you don't want friends..."

"Merlin's pants, how can I explain to my sister?! I promised to help her get the savior!"

"@#$#$%^&&^..."

"...@%^%$*(*&"

Crackling, blah, blah, Zhuang Su's memorial room immediately became noisier than Diagon Alley every year before school started.Harry patiently replied one by one. Seeing that everyone had gradually calmed down, a sudden question from someone made the scene heated up again.

"Hey, didn't Ron say that Malfoy was a captive defeated by Harry last time, how did he become his fiancé now?!"

"I heard that's not the case..."

"No, it should be..."

"You are all wrong, the truth is..."

"..."

Fred collapsed laughing.How could anyone believe his idiot brother's words!How much do they worship the name "Gryffindor Iron Triangle"? !

Harry shook his head helplessly, ignoring the group of people who had entered into a state of ecstasy after discussing so enthusiastically, and when he turned around, Draco's face was full of shock from seeing thestrals for the first time.

He leaned closer to Draco and asked softly, "Scared you?"

"They...have always been like this?" Draco lowered his voice hesitantly: "You just let them be... er, excited?"

"Why not?" Harry glanced at the people behind him and moved closer to Draco, lowering his voice even lower: "They're so noisy, doesn't it look like we're having a tea party with friends?"

Draco fell silent, stared at him quietly for a moment and then took his hand and interlocked his fingers.Harry immediately understood the deep meaning behind this gesture, and returned him a soothing smile.

The intimacy between the two cannot be ignored, so Dora had to accept the fact, and complained to her husband almost heartbroken:

"Why did Harry, a good boy, choose Draco, a little bastard?"

little bastard? ?

Harry blinked, suddenly understanding why Draco was so unfriendly to Dora.The name Dora is really... apt.

Draco raised his eyebrows, hugged Harry and kissed him. After a long time, he raised his head and looked at Dora triumphantly: "This good boy belongs to me now!!"

Dora's eyes, face, and body were full of disgust: "How can I have such a naive cousin as you!!"

Harry didn't dare to watch Remus' teasing of Fred's teasing of Snape's sarcasm at all, he hurriedly said goodbye amidst the loud whistles, and dragged Draco to flee.

Even after leaving the Ministry of Magic and coming to Gringotts, the heat on his face did not abate in the slightest.

"How dare you kiss me in front of them!"

"Did you forget that we're already engaged?" Draco patted his head worriedly: "Is the silly baby really stupid?"

"..." Is this a question of engagement or not? !

Harry clapped his hands away.Knowing that he would never be able to say it, he didn't bother to bother, took out the key and handed it to the goblin to go through the formalities of withdrawing money, and took him into the vault together.

Draco only took a casual glance and focused on his movements: "What are you doing with so many Galleons?"

"Doesn't it cost money to get engaged?" Harry filled a bag full and brought it in front of Draco: "Are these enough?"

"..." Draco took the bag speechlessly and poured out more than half of the gold coins before returning it to him: "Does Saint Potter look down on Malfoy? If you need to pay Garen even for an engagement, do you want the Malfoy family?" Face?"

"I know it can't be compared with Malfoy's financial resources." Harry stuffed his pockets again, and looked at Draco very seriously: "But engagement is a matter between two people, and I don't want to pay nothing and just enjoy it. "

After a moment of silence, Draco still chose to compromise.

"...What a silly baby!!"

"..."

What a little bastard you are!

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The cold sky is covered with soft snow, sprinkled with dots of white on the flowers, plants and trees, embellishing the already delicate and fragrant courtyard with a somewhat dreamlike artistic conception.

Inside the luxurious and majestic building, there are a lot of people in their clothes and temples.

The fireplace is burning fiercely, and the fiery orange flame casts a layer of soft light on everyone who is talking and laughing; elves come in and out to offer rich and exquisite food and wine to the guests; Like life, wandering among the crowd, gathering together from time to time to form various beautiful patterns, dancing and changing various colors, adding a unique warmth and excitement to this special Christmas.

Narcissa elegantly shuttled among the guests who gathered in groups of three or four to chat, greeted them politely and thoughtfully, responded to various sincere or false blessings gracefully, and hugged and greeted Andromeda and Molly when she passed by them .

"I'm very happy, Sissy," Andromeda smiled softly, "You can accept Harry sincerely."

"He is a child that is difficult to dislike." Narcissa looked at the black-haired young man in the crowd who was easily communicating with Kingsley and other members of the Ministry of Magic, and pointed out: "And he is so kind and strong that it makes people feel distressed."

Andromeda hugged and kissed her knowingly, and Molly joked half-seriously: "I really envy you for having an extra son since then."

"That's not it!" Narcissa's friendly smile contained pride, she nodded and apologized to them, and greeted another wave of ladies who came to congratulate her.

Andromeda and Molly continued their previous chat, and couldn't help laughing when they accidentally saw a certain scene in the living room: "Oh, Teddy..."

Teddy kept changing his hair color as the paper cranes flew past his eyes, and his little head flashed like a neon light, which made Furong, who was holding him, couldn't help laughing.

Luna on the side reached out curiously and lightly flew over the paper cranes beside her. The red paper cranes instantly turned into fluorescent fine powder, floating in the air and uttered a short blessing. After a while, they recondensed into the form of paper cranes .

Neville was full of praise for this, and Ron clamored that he would also use this for his wedding, but the paper cranes had to be shaped differently. The paper cranes were too ordinary, Hermione pinched him with a reddened face, and the boys and girls around jumped Hey, it's worthy of the Iron Triangle of Gryffindor, engagement and marriage are unexpectedly so consistent.

George didn't bother to pay attention to his younger brother who didn't have the slightest romantic ability. He turned his head and happened to meet the sight of the blond young man in the distance, and raised his glass to salute him from the air.

Draco also raised his wine glass, and looked back at his friend.

"I've been listening to you talking about the savior since I was a child, but I didn't expect you to read it." Pansy joked all over his face: "If I had known this, I would have said it every day. Maybe Harry is mine now."

"You reminded me." Draco raised his eyebrows: "The last time you poured me alcohol is still unaccounted for."

The black-haired girl obviously didn't expect him to be so embarrassed at the engagement banquet, she angrily went to complain to her Gryffindor allies, but only got a helpless gesture from the other party, and then walked to the side of the black-haired young man even more angrily Pull him aside.

Harry patiently allowed her to complain with a smile on his face, but his eyes looked puzzled through the crowd and looked at the blond fiance. He picked up the wine glass, touched his lips with the rim of the glass, and then nodded at himself, instantly turning red ears.

Draco deliberately turned a blind eye to his embarrassing eyes, let alone Bryce's meaningful Goyle's ignorance. The warmth in the room is constantly spinning and dancing, tempting.

Beautiful.