[hp] Pure White Age

Inside the lips, trace patiently.Ron relaxed his jaw, allowing the other party's hot and humid coaxing to succeed, and responded jerky.It turns out that a real kiss is like this, like eating peppermint by mistake, it is numb and occasionally tingling, but you can't stop it.If the affection has a substance, in the entanglement of the tongue, it is melted into the heart bit by bit, melting the fear.

A tacit understanding grows from the heart and touches between lips and tongues.Why not show genuine tenderness earlier?How many such good kisses have we wasted in those flickering days and nights.

There is a star shining in the summer night, and it does not look dim against the lights of Hogwarts.Ron was the first to spot it, now that they'd finished their long kiss, and he was standing with his messy red hair pressed against the showroom pane, Draco half leaning on top of him.

He pointed out the window with his finger, but didn't have time to speak.

Because his other hand covered under the black robe was held by the other party.The cold fingertips slid across his palm, arousing a slight itch, and then slowly penetrated into his fingers, interlocking with his fingers.

Ron didn't quite understand what was gurgling in his heart at this moment, obviously they had done much more intimate things than this.He opened his eyes wide and looked up at the other person's face, but the pale face was so calm, as if it was only natural.

The man raised half of his eyebrows: [What did you want to say just now? 】

[I want to say... Should we go back? 】

Ron wanted to bite his tongue off, though he was a little worried that Harry or his two valets might be suspicious, after all, it was rare for anyone not to stay in the dormitory the night before leaving school busy packing.

[I don't want to go back for now. 】

Ron looked down.The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

[Because it must be very noisy in the dormitory now. 】

【Oh... I think so too. 】

In the quiet space, no one spoke anymore.Maybe Dumbledore is right, and immortality isn't something to be envied.It is just a bargaining chip for finding love in life, and the time wasted for you is the most like time.

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Ron, Harry, and Hermione finally sent Norbert away before leaving school.Ron was helping Hermione put her luggage on the luggage rack as Harry and Hagrid bid farewell.He jumped down from the car, and saw the back of the platinum-haired figure—it was looming in front of the two tall attendants. They boarded the car a few cars away and disappeared from his sight.

They will not be able to see each other for a whole summer vacation.Ron knew, though, that Draco would write to him, just like he did at school.

【Harry, what's wrong with you? 】The scenery outside the window was fleeting, Hermione held the book in her hand, and frowned at Harry who was constantly wiping his sweat.Ron, who was thinking about something, also followed her gaze.

[I seem to have made a mistake in the dosage of the inhibitor. 】Harry simply took off his glasses, letting Hermione and Ron notice his dark circles.

He continued: [I may... use a little too much.It doesn't feel good, like the blood is blocked. 】

Hermione immediately closed the book: [God, Harry, this is a serious matter!The inhibitor must be injected strictly according to the dose Madam Pomfrey requested, otherwise there will be side effects.Tell us, how many doses did you inject? 】

[It's not that serious. 】Harry shook his head, 【Professor Snape helped me concoct the potion, and I'm much better now. 】

Both Hermione and Ron looked at him in surprise.Obviously, Harry's attitude towards Professor Snape has changed.They will never forget that before they broke into the trap door at night, Harry and they all thought that Professor Snape was the one who cast a curse on Harry and wanted to steal the Philosopher's Stone, although it turned out not to be the case, in their impression, he Still a gloomy Slytherin professor.

At the crowded King's Cross Station, Ron and his three brothers rushed to the Weasleys who came to pick them up.Ron trotted to his father's side, only to realize that there was an extra person standing beside his mother. It was Angelina, Fred's girlfriend who had just made this year.George came over and put his arm around Ginny's shoulders, looking at the pair with a half-smile.Fred had a rare serious look on his face.

[I didn't think Fred would actually write to tell Mom about it. 】Ron said to George,【I thought...】

【You thought it was the same as before, we were just playing around with girls and making some pranks. 】George smiled and glanced at Ron, 【Ron, you don't understand, after you have a scent, the relationship between a man and a woman will not be so simple.Fred and I didn't believe it at first, and made a bet that whoever fell in love before fifth grade would be deprived of the Marauder's Map for a semester. 】

【The results of it? 】

【result?That guy hid the Marauder's Map from me for a semester so I could find Angelina anytime.Angelina probably really thought they had a telepathic connection. ] These words sounded a bit gnashing of teeth.

The Weasleys bid farewell to the Angelinas and drove back to the Burrow in Arthur's modified car.Along the way, Ron was pestered by Ginny to ask about his experience of studying at Hogwarts and about Harry. Ginny's face was red. hot.

Ron was absent-mindedly describing what was behind the trapdoor—he had repeated it fifty-five times, and luckily his brothers had taken the trouble to fill it in for him.He couldn't help thinking about what George said [feelings are not easy after you have a smell].

Molly sat in the front seat, turning around to boast about Angelina's sweetness and charm, and Fred grimaced in the luggage compartment.

[Ron, what's the name of the girl who got out of the car with you and Harry?She looks so cute. 】

【Hermione.Hermione Granger. ] Ron replied obediently, 【She is very smart.She got almost perfect marks in this final exam. 】

【Mom, don't worry, Granger won't like Ron. ] Fred and George said in unison.

[What are you talking about, I didn't think so. ] Molly turned her head away.

Fred and George looked at each other: 【Ron, do you remember that bet? 】

Ron gave them a blank look, and turned to look out the window.Last summer, Fred and George publicly declared at home that Ron must be the last in the family to fall in love, because he [has only a teaspoon of emotion in his mind].

Who would have guessed that he would be the first Weasley boy to love?Even Ron himself felt that his fate was unpredictable. If he told his family that he was in love, and the other party was the only child of the Malfoy family, he might not be able to survive a summer vacation.

A few hours later, Ron walked upstairs with the sound of his mother making dinner, and carefully placed the small package on the table.Before leaving school, Draco sent an owl to deliver the package to him, and told him to handle it with care and open it when he got home.Ron kept it in his arms in the car.

He opened the package.What appeared in front of my eyes was a beautiful glass box, which contained a set of exquisitely crafted wizard chess, which was smaller than the normal size, probably because I didn't want the package to be too big to attract attention.The chess piece feels round and exudes a faint luster. The original black and white chess grid has also been replaced with red and green, which has a strange beauty.

【Strange, how did he know that I lost the king? ] Ron stroked the white king piece, but he was smiling in his heart.

Also included in the package is a memory ball and a card.

Ron opened the card blankly.

[Dear Ron Weasley:

Please come to Lihen Bookstore on time at 8 am on August 26th.Please keep the memory ball in the most visible place in your room (if you have one), it will turn red if you don't get there in time.In addition, the chess pieces I sent will also remind you.Please be sure not to miss the appointment.

PS: I can't leave the estate during the summer vacation.Hope the Hogwarts Express returns to King's Cross soon.

Sincerely, Draco Malfoy]

He has been looking forward to this summer vacation since the beginning of school.However, when he saw that card, he actually had a feeling that he hoped that Hogwarts would come back quickly.Although his EQ didn't understand all that Draco wanted to express, it didn't prevent him from being happy.

Ron wrapped up the new wizard chess and put it in the closet, and placed the memory ball on his desk full of comic books.As for the card, he put it carefully in the bottom of the drawer.Outside the door, Molly was urging him to take a shower, but Ron agreed, took a last look at his room, and suddenly planned to tidy up the house.

The summer sun floods the Burrow.

☆、Chapter 28

Ron's summer vacation passed day by day in wizard chess, goblins, and waiting for Draco's letter.If possible, Ron would also like to write to the other party, telling him the latest ranking of Charlie's rocket launcher, going up the mountain to play Quidditch with his brothers, and spending three days cleaning the house (although he is not sure whether the other party will appreciate it.) interest), but unfortunately not, his letter couldn't get into Malfoy Manor, it would cause big trouble.

Draco's letter was interesting though.Ron thought his new boyfriend couldn't even speak well, let alone write.However, Malfoy's letters arrived every week, talking about the week's life (quidditch practice or summer socials), giving him an update on the opening of the Quidditch club, which made Ron look forward to the start of school.

Finally, the date circled in red on that calendar is approaching—August 8.

At the dinner table on August 8th, the Weasleys were enjoying dinner with Harry (Ron and his two brothers rescued him from the Dursleys where he was confined, using his father's magic car)— A big half-baked blueberry cobbler.While preparing dinner, Molly received a magical letter from her good friend at Hogwarts, and learned that Gilderoy Lockhart will hold a new book signing at 25:[-] am tomorrow. Fortunately, Percy rescued a piece of pie in time while she was cooking the letter porridge, otherwise they would only eat air at night-but Ron is still grateful that he can go to Lihen Bookstore tomorrow without making any excuses.

After dinner, Harry and Ron went back to Ron's bedroom, which was covered in orange and Chudley Cannon posters.As they opened letters from owls and scrolled through second-year reading lists, Gilderoy Lockhart gave them goosebumps on their arms.

[Could it be that this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is a middle-aged witch? ] Ron muttered to himself, and Harry shrugged.Suddenly, Harry shifted his gaze, and he stared at the memory ball on Ron's desk: [Ron, is that memory ball on your desk? 】

Ron turned around, and the memory ball sent by Draco was swinging angrily from side to side, and bursts of pink gas spewed out of the ball, just like Aunt Petunia blown into a ball in Harry's mouth.

Ron threw himself on the table and held it down with difficulty. [Uh, no,] he said nervously, [it's just a little thing Fred and George made. 】He was almost pissed off, it wasn't an [authentic] memory ball at all, he hadn't forgotten the invitation, and Draco must have put some weird magic on it again, making it look like a Muggle alarm clock.

[Well, there seems to be a voice in your closet, Ron. 】Harry pointed suspiciously, 【Is Scabbers in there? 】

[Ah, it’s like this——] Ron’s back was covered with cold sweat. He realized that chess pieces are more dangerous than memory balls, because they can talk, [Don’t worry, I’ll catch it——Harry ...Why don't you go take a shower? 】

[Go to the shower, Harry! 】George (or Fred) shouted from outside the door, thank God.

[Well, you have to be careful.I heard Hagrid say that pet mice are as timid as they are. ] Harry grabbed the towel and pajamas and walked out of the room.

Ron wanted to lock the door, but his door wasn't locked.The ghoul in the attic started whining again.Ron muttered, and buried his whole body in the closet, the guys in the package couldn't hold back anymore.

[Why don't you play with us? 】The white horse snorted first.

[Yes! ] The car rattled its stiff wheels.

[It's hard to imagine not playing wizard chess in one summer vacation! 】 The soldiers jointly protested.

[A summer vacation! 】

The ghoul started knocking on the water pipe.

Only the king and queen did not forget their mission, proudly reminding: 【You have not forgotten tomorrow's appointment! 】

[I didn't,] Ron covered his ears and growled, [Please keep your voice down! 】

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On the morning of August 8, things didn't go as smoothly as Ron imagined.Harry was using Floo powder for the first time, and he was slurring when he was chanting a spell, and he didn't know where he flew.Arthur and Molly took the whole family to look for him in Diagon Alley, praying that Harry missed only one furnace door.In the end, Hagrid brought Harry to meet them, and they also met Hermione's family at the entrance of Lihen Bookstore.

[Guess who I met in the Bokin-Boke store? ] Harry said, 【Malfoy and his dad.They are selling something. 】

Arthur's expression instantly became serious: [Oh, Malfoy.It seems that he is scared, I will catch his evidence...]

[Be careful, Arthur.Why do you have to chew on this hard bone?This family is not easy to mess with. ] Molly said with some dissatisfaction, Ron shrank his neck and looked away. [Can we go in, Mom? 】 He said softly.

【Oh, of course! 】Molly tiptoed past the reporters crowding in front of the bookstore, because they were busy looking for Harry and getting money from Gringotts, the queue in front of them was already very long.Lockhart, wearing a wizarding robe of forget-me-not, stood by the spiral staircase of the bookshop.

It was so easy to squeeze into the bookstore.Ron caught sight of Draco and his father, Lucius Malfoy, standing on the spiral staircase.Draco folded his hands on the banister of the stairs, silently staring at the door of the bookstore, as if he didn't notice the crowd downstairs at all.He hasn't noticed him yet, Ron felt that after a summer vacation, he seemed to be thinner and taller, and his body revealed the coldness of a teenager.

Maybe a large group of redheads was still bright, Draco found him amidst the excited group of witches and students, and the purple smoke from the camera.He put his hands down and stood up straight, his gray-blue eyes were bright.At this moment, Ron couldn't take his eyes off. He regretted not exchanging photos with Draco before leaving school (although this sounds like a vulgar scene in a romantic novel), but fortunately, a new school year is here.

[Malfoy is on top. ] Harry bumped Ron's arm to wake him up. [Oh, yes, that's right, that guy...] Ron tried to make that disgusted expression before, but it didn't seem to be very successful. Fortunately, Harry didn't pay attention.They squeezed their way carefully past the witches and walked to Lockhart's old books section to find the books they needed.

Ron carefully calculated how much seven sets of Lockhart's books would cost.His books are really expensive.Generally speaking, the Hogwarts book list for each grade does not change much, so Ron usually uses old books that George and Fred don't want, while the twins use Percy's.This time it didn't work, and Fred and George also had five sets of Lockhart's books to buy - which caused Ginny to buy a lot of second-hand goods in her first year of school, and Ron felt a little sorry for his sister.

[George and I can use a set. ] Fred put his arm around his shoulder from behind, 【We sit together in every class anyway. 】

Ron shook his head silently.He really wanted to ask Harry if he would share a set of textbooks with him for a while, so that he could go back to the Hogwarts library and look for them after term started.As the only and youngest girl in the family, he thought, Ginny at least deserved a new wand.

But Harry didn't think so.While Ron was hesitating, he and Hermione had already found all the books he needed. Hermione complained in a ruddy whisper that Lockhart's books were a bit expensive. Ron never knew that Lockhart could still attract people like Hermione. girl.

【Harry, Hermione, why did you take so many books? ] Ron followed Harry and Hermione suspiciously to the cashier.

[Well, that's right, Ron. 】Harry licked his lips and glanced at Hermione,【I just discussed with Hermione, maybe I can help you buy this set of books so that Ginny can buy a new wand. 】

【Merlin!Of course not! 】Ron hurriedly snatched the book from the cauldron of the two of them, although he was very happy in his heart, 【Harry, the gold coins in Gringotts are all the property left by your parents, and you have to rely on them to graduate! 】

Harry pursed his lips, apparently unmoved by him.Ron looked anxiously for his parents, who wouldn't allow Harry to help buy books, but they were all pushed over to Lockhart's side.

[You must like this very much, Potter?Show off in front of poor friends. 】A dark figure came behind Ron and pinned his finger on Lockhart's book.

[Draco Malfoy. 】Harry said the name slowly, and his expression showed that he hadn't forgiven Hagrid for what happened at Hagrid's cabin.

【Ah, isn't this Harry Potter? ] A sweet voice sounded.The crowd gave way automatically, and Gilderoy Lockhart stepped up to Harry's side, baring his white teeth before he knew it.The people behind pulled Ron back in time, and the purple spray still suffocated his eyes, and Ron guessed that Harry should feel worse.Next, Ron almost groaned when Lockhart announced in a cheerful tone that he would be the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher for the new year at Hogwarts.

But he didn't.He heard a muffled grunt behind him, and it turned out that they had been pushed against the wall at the entrance of the stairs by the crowd.Ron tried to look back to see how Draco was doing, but before that, the person behind hooked his left hand and used his elbow to help him hold the tome in his arms.The soft, September sunlight poured down from the glass decoration on the roof of Lihen Bookstore, and the chaos in front of my eyes was frozen into frames of pictures, only the sound of breathing behind my ears was so clear.Ron hesitated for a moment, carefully leaning the back of his neck against Draco's lips.

The other party's arm holding the book trembled, and turned to hold him tighter.Ron's back was completely pressed against Draco's chest, and Draco's nose was lightly pressed against the position behind his ear, which felt a little itchy.The aroma of roses is absorbed by the greedy snort, which is the best medicine to compensate for the summer vacation.

The good times are fleeting.Upstairs just a few steps away, Lucius was turning his back to them, watching everything downstairs with a half-smile.He turned quickly, and Draco let go of Ron's hand before he could, pushing him forward a step.

【I'm surprised that you also entered the shop, Weasley. 】

Ron hadn't realized why Draco suddenly changed his face.At this time, Harry and Hermione squeezed out of the encirclement of Lockhart's fans in time, and surrounded him with righteous indignation.

[I guess, in order to buy these things, your parents will be hungry next month, right?Mr. Lockhart - or maybe he should be called the Professor - gave Malfoy Manor five sets of works, and he was worried that there was no room to put them. Maybe I should consider giving a set to the house-elf. 】Draco raised half of his eyebrows wickedly.

Harry and Hermione glared at him.Ron blinked, he seemed to understand a little bit...

【Did your father tell you that it is disrespectful to speak like this. ] Arthur walked up to Ron and put his arm around his shoulders.

[Ah ah ah——Arthur Weasley. ] Upstairs, an ancestral voice that the Weasleys would never admit was heard.

[Lucius. 】 Arthur said coldly, Ron has never seen anyone talking to his father in this tone.

[I heard that you have been very busy with business recently.So much censorship...are they paying you overtime? 】Mr. Malfoy went down the stairs, reached into Ron's cauldron, and took out a dilapidated copy of "Standard Spells, Level [-]" from the bottom: 【It seems that there is none, what a pity, there is no reward at all, What good is being a wizard scum? 】

[Obviously we have very different views on scum. 】 Arthur replied.

[Of course,] Mr. Malfoy approached a little closer, his pale eyes, which were exactly the same as Draco's, stared at Arthur's flushed face, and with the frightened Granger couple, he said slowly: [Look at the friends you made, Wei sly.I thought... you had fallen to the limit. 】

[Bang], Ginny's cauldron hit Ron's.Ron didn't see exactly when Dad pounced on Lucius Malfoy, knocking him against a bookshelf, and the two of them were drowned in dozens of tomes of spells.The manager and clerk of Lihen Bookstore rushed forward screaming, and Hagrid stepped forward and pulled them away.

[Here you are, kid.This is the best thing your dad can give you. 】Lucius slammed the book into Ron's second-hand cauldron, straightened his collar, and looked at Arthur. [See you at work. 】 He said coldly.

Draco also looked at Ron. [See you at school. ’ he said, shoving Harry’s shoulders away and walking between Harry and Ron.

Ron stood in the crowd in confusion.Beside him, the whole family was appeasing their angry dad, a light honey smell wafted in the air, and he once again confirmed what he had thought before, this smell had no deterrent effect at all.

He reached into his pocket, and there was a note inside.

☆、Chapter 29

Before Ron was led up the dark and damp stairs by Draco, he had no idea that Mr. Ollivander's shop had a loft.

But the truth is that there is, behind an enchanted stone door.Ron wanted to ask Draco how he found out about this place as he walked up the stairs, but when he walked into the attic, all he could remember was putting his arms around Draco's neck.

The opponent's arms tightened behind his waist, and the coolness of mint wine filled his mouth and nose.Ron buried his head in the other's neck and took a small breath. His lips rubbed against the cool skin, and finally couldn't help kissing a few marks.Even if he is so dull, when he falls in love, he is no different from other boys, he doesn't care, he just wants to entangle.

The other party had already dug his fingers into the thin sweater he was wearing under his robe.After a summer of waiting, petting turned into magic.Draco kissed the back of his neck, carefully tracing the lines of his body with his hands.He stroked so delicately that just when Ron almost thought he was engraving his own body in his mind, he let go of the nape of his neck and took his lips.

The soft September wind blew into the attic, moistening a kiss that was extremely expressive.Ron's head was held by the other party, and he also held the other party's, and his fingers touched the platinum temples and soft earlobes from time to time.This time, without any pretentious defense, the two tongues were easily entangled; it was no longer shyly, taking turns, but fighting for the ground, allowing the wet oxygen to flow through the gap of adhesion.In the bright sunlight, scrambling to suffocate.His sanity was squeezed out of his mind little by little, Ron closed his eyes in the intoxicated atmosphere, the world was full of mint, and the unique smell emanating from his lover's skin.

The juice of the rose gushed out tremblingly, and Ron shivered and embedded himself in the opponent's arms.The two bodies are tightly attached to each other like two magnets, and the fragrance of roses mixed with milk diffuses in the small attic.When the peak of the out-of-control passed, Ron gently grabbed Draco's hair and pulled his head out from the socket of his neck.The other party's movements paused, then suddenly and violently ripped off his sweater, and sucked retaliatoryly on his chest until Ron felt that both himself and the sweater were a mess.

Ron leaned his head against the wall, trying to open his eyes.The other party's gray-blue pupils were still obviously slack under the cover of long eyelashes, and he guessed that his was the same.In addition, the places of the two of them were also painfully suppressed in the crotch.

Ron coughed a few times, trying to get his vocal cords back.He looked away, staring at him biting his pink, shiny lips was not going to help his recovery.

[They may find that I'm missing at any time. ] He said to the other party.He knew the other side was too.

Draco kicked the wall, wiped the saliva off his lips with his hand, and moved closer to help him straighten his clothes.He pulled his sweater back just below his collarbone, but left his wizard robes on.Just when Ron was about to do it himself, he suddenly pressed back on him and pressed against his forehead: [When do you think we will do it? 】

Ron wanted to avoid those eyes, he knew his face was hot.He's a boy, and it doesn't feel right to be shy about it. [Probably not today. ] He said that he realized that he was associating some bad pictures.

[Of course...you can't be so hasty. 】The other party's voice is also hoarse than usual.He raised one corner of his lips—this expression made his handsome face appear innocent and evil—and put his hands on his purple sweater again, and looked down: [That day, I think you are wearing a sweater Do it with me - just this sweater. 】

[Merlin,] Ron closed his eyes, [Stop talking, let's go, shall we? 】

【All right. 】He licked his lips, obviously not satisfied, 【After the last kiss. 】

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After returning home, Ron and his brothers and sisters started to pack their luggage under Molly's loud urging.He didn't intend to leave the things Malfoy gave him at home (it's hard to imagine what would happen to them in his absence), so he wrapped the memory ball and chessboard in a package and sorted them out of the drawers. A bunch of candies were sent out with letters intermittently during the summer vacation, and he hadn't finished eating them yet.

There was a thud on Ron's door, it was Percy.Since Percy had already packed his luggage, Ron put all the clothes he needed to clean on his bed, and then Fred and George moved the pepper bubble jet machines they had newly researched during the summer vacation into his bedroom. , making it impossible for him to properly read the new prefect's handbook.

September [-]st should have been a good day (although Ron wouldn't admit it was because of getting to see Malfoy again), but the reality was that it sucked.He and Harry missed the Hogwarts Express, drove to school in Dad's modified car, and almost died under the Whomping Willow.What's more terrifying is that Ron's wand broke because of it. Hermione helped him tape it up into a mummy, but he still managed to cast the wrong spell on himself in the charm class.

Therefore, Ron knew very well where Draco's bad mood came from these two days.After all, no one wants their boyfriend to vomit slugs during a rare meeting.

【You are the most mindless person I have ever met, Weasley. 】Since the official confirmation of the relationship, they haven't called each other by last name, 【I guess you have learned some new tricks from Longbottom, right? 】

Ron gave him a hard look, and spat out another slug into the bucket, which was better in the past two days than it was at the beginning. [If it wasn't for...because I need to rest...we wouldn't be able to...meet. 】

Draco had successfully joined Slytherin's Quidditch team because of his club commitment last school year, becoming a Seeker like Harry, who had just finished training and was still wearing a brand new green Quidditch suit.Hearing these words, he moved toward the wall in disgust, took out a handkerchief and held it in his hand, as if he was ready to use it to cover his mouth and nose at any time. [This kind of meeting is meaningless. 】He said with a cold face,【I don't even know if I want to kiss you in the future, you idiot. 】

【This...isn't...my fault! ] Ron vomited another one aggrievedly, 【My wand... is broken. 】Stomach and mouth are so uncomfortable, and facing a cold face made Ron a little annoyed, he stretched out his hand covering his stomach and pushed Draco: 【You go... I don’t need to... …you are here. 】

After pushing for a while, there was no response.Ron looked up to see the blond bastard standing still, hands folded across his chest, staring at him with a frown.You never know what a Slytherin is thinking, thought Ron.But he was too lazy to deal with him now, so he could only withdraw his hand and continue rubbing his stomach, and buried his head awkwardly not to look at him. [Let's go...I'm serious.This kind of meeting... is really meaningless. 】

The other party was silent for a long time, so long that Ron almost thought he was gone.

【So why the hell are you feeling uncomfortable? ] He finally spoke out, his tone still unbearable.

Ron turned his back on him.What's the point of asking such an obvious thing... Just as he was complaining secretly, there was a rustling sound from behind, and the temperature was attached to him from behind.Ron turned his head slightly in surprise, noticing that Draco was also sitting sideways on the narrow hospital wing bed.A pair of hands passed under his armpit, covered his hand covering his stomach, and rubbed it clumsily.

Ron bit his lip, but couldn't help spitting out another slug.This was so embarrassing, his face suddenly became hot, so he turned his head pretending not to care, not looking at the people behind him.

The hands around him froze, and actually pinched his waist.

【Hello! 】Ron almost jumped up, 【You have... vomit... what's wrong with you! 】

[It's you who is wrong. 】The voice sounded a little annoyed, 【I'm talking to you. 】

[And I'm... busy spitting slugs. ] Ron sarcastically, pretending to inadvertently wipe away the tears spurred by the pain.

【……why are you crying? 】

[I didn't!] Ron almost shouted.He is still too young to understand why people who like each other always have the wrong channel, and why they still like each other even if they have the wrong channel.

Cold fingers touched the corners of his eyes. 【Your eyes are red. 】The other party's breath fluttered against his eyelashes, appearing to be more rapid than before, and he moved his hand back to his stomach helplessly.

Ron couldn't see Draco's expression, but he could guess it.The familiar, gentle and annoyed confusion will fluctuate in the gray eyes at this moment.

His voice softened: [You pinched me just now. 】

The corner of the sweater under the robe was lifted up silently, the wound was carefully soothed, and Ron's body trembled.Platinum-blond hair rubbed against his neck, making it itchy.

The breathing sound of the other party has the same frequency as the heartbeat.The medicine given by Madam Pomfrey began to take effect, and he felt the warmth in his stomach under the touch of those hands.He cast a mouth freshening spell on himself that he had just learned from Madam Pomfrey, put a coconut sugar in his mouth, and quietly put all his weight on the person behind him.

In silence, they adjusted their positions to hug more comfortably.The delicate kiss ran along his shoulders, passed through his neck and earlobes, and came to the corners of his still red eyes.

[Do something, Weasley. ] The young master of the Malfoy family obviously hasn't completely calmed down, and the pungent peppermint smell lingers around Ron suggestively.

[It was you who said never to kiss me again. 】

[But I didn't say now. 】

Draco Malfoy is the most annoying guy in the world.

Ron turned and wrapped his arms around his neck, leaning his head closer.

The coconut sugar is not fully melted yet.

☆、Chapter 30

On the second day of Ron's recovery, he and Harry were called to the office by Professor McGonagall to accept punishment for violating school rules.While it would be sad to help Filch polish the silver in the trophy display (without using magic), Ron would rather face Lockhart than face Lockhart alone.At least he and Filch hated each other, that fishy eye wasn't constantly looking at him or wanting to chat with him.

Ron was absolutely right.After he had endured 40 minutes of nitpicking, Filch finally realized that it was wrong to fantasize about the red-haired boy, angrily left the rag on the display rack, and led Mrs. Norris on patrol.

There are at least 100 trophies in the showroom.While scrubbing, Ron had some fun for himself - reading the names on the trophies.Last year, in order to reveal Nicolas May's identity, he hastily flipped through a few books introducing famous wizards.The names on some of the trophies were familiar, though he had forgotten who they were.

Two hours later, Ron clearly heard the bell ringing from the tower of Gryffindor. The prefects' night watch was about to start, and maybe he would meet Percy.He moved his stiff fingers, put another polished medal back on the display shelf, and subconsciously read the words on it.

A wizard named Tom Riddle was awarded Hogwarts' Special Contribution Award 50 years ago.

This is an absolutely unfamiliar name.He didn't appear in "The Modern Witcher"