HP good life

Draco leaned closer to his father, carefully pulling the blanket over him.

Lucius opened his eyes just as the blanket was covering Lucius' body.

When he first opened his eyes, his eyes were a little confused, but he soon came to his senses, and Lucius looked at his child with soft eyes.

"Little Dragon..."

Draco straightened the blanket and moved it over Lucius' lap, then squatted down next to Lucius looking at his father.

"I'm sorry for waking you up, Father." His voice was soft, with obvious intimacy, and even the expression on his face was quite different from the outside, a little coquettish.

No matter how old children are, as long as they are in front of their parents, they will unconsciously become childish.

Lucius put his hands on Draco's lap, "I've been asleep for a while, and it's time to wake up."

Draco took Lucius' hand behind his back, and couldn't help frowning as soon as he took him.

"Father, your body hasn't fully recovered yet, in..."

Draco was interrupted by Lucius before he finished speaking, "Well, your old father isn't that fragile yet."

"Father, your hands are cold!" Draco was quite dissatisfied with Lucius' indifference.

"Okay, okay, I'll pay attention next time!" Lucius reluctantly agreed, straightened up and patted Draco on the shoulder, "Go and sit down."

Draco stopped dwelling on the previous question and sat down in the armchair opposite Lucius.

After sitting down, Draco called the house elves to prepare some snacks, and the father and son enjoyed this rare leisure for a while.

Draco was a little dazed. How long has it been since he enjoyed afternoon tea with his father?In the past, his father always needed to be busy with family affairs, but he would also find ways to spare time to spend with his family. At that time, Draco liked drinking afternoon tea with his father the most, because his father was always very gentle at this time.

But then their lives changed—after Voldemort returned—the father was worried all day long, and although Draco didn't know what happened, he also felt the oppressive atmosphere. In this situation, a warm parent-child Of course time is gone.What's more, Lucius went directly to Azkaban later, and Draco himself was forced to kill Dumbledore...

Thinking of the gloomy memories of that time, Draco's eyes darkened.

Later, the war was over, but my father also began to fall asleep.He looked at Lucius gratefully, fortunately, his father finally woke up now.

Lucius poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Draco, Draco looked at Lucius hesitated and asked, "Father, what do you think of Reinasus?"

Lucius paused imperceptibly when he took the teacup, and took a sip of black tea, "He is a very responsible person with good medical skills."

After speaking, Draco felt less uncomfortable, "He is a good doctor and he is good at taking care of others. I think there will be no problems with your health if he takes care of you in the future."

Lucius glanced at Draco, but didn't speak. Draco drank his tea calmly, and even found time to smile slyly at Lucius.

Lucius looked at Draco and thought it was a little funny, and gave a light snort and stopped looking at him.

"Your old father isn't ready for someone to take care of—but Raynasus is a pretty good doctor."

Draco was about to say something when the house elf suddenly appeared. He looked at Draco nervously and reported to him: "Madam asked Dolly to find the master."

"Ma'am?" Lucius raised an eyebrow, looked at Draco and said, "Speaking of which, I haven't met your wife yet..."

Draco got up quickly and interrupted Lucius, "Father! I'm leaving first! We'll continue next time!" Then he walked out quickly.

Lucius looked at Draco and frowned, Xiaolong was a little flustered...

Before leaving, Draco turned his head and said to Lucius: "Father, Raynasus is very suitable to accompany you, you can spend more time with him." Then he left without looking back.

Lucius smiled helplessly, is it already that obvious?Also, he would get a little edgy with Voldemort.

After tea time, Voldemort came to perform a routine check on Lucius.

"Xiaolong told me about you today, saying that you can take good care of me, maybe you would like to express some opinions?"

"I think what he said is right, I can indeed take good care of you." Voldemort raised an eyebrow at Lucius.

"Really, in order to live up to your good intentions, I will enjoy your care." Lucius looked at Voldemort and said in a flat tone, as if it was just a casual mention.

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