[hp] Pure White Age

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Hogwarts is very crowded and noisy in front of the school gate.Harry stood behind Ron, almost clinging to his back, breathing softly on his neck.Ron curled up his fingers, realizing that Harry's hand was never far from him.The skin is slightly itchy.For a few seconds he imagined himself taking Harry's hand, and the urge surprised him.

Filch finally walked up to the trio, and he dawdled for a while with his bulbous eyes before letting them go.As they walked down the path to Hogsmeade, Hermione pulled a loaf of bread from under her robes, while Ron and Harry each produced ham and pumpkin juice, which were for Sirius.From Sirius, they learn that it was Dumbledore who advised him to hide in the cave here.

[I found the Slytherin kid. ] said Sirius, taking a bite of ham.

[You mean Cruise?Pretending to be the person you lured the dementors on the first project? ] Hermione asked eagerly.

[Yes, or rather, no,] Sirius replied, [What I found was the real Cruise, not the one pretending to be me.I found him at the Hog's Head.The poor kid was an immature Animagus who presumably wanted to turn into a fly, and someone put a spell on it and buttered it to the chandelier in the bar.Then, that person could pretend to be him and sneak into Hogwarts.Let me tell you, this trick is really good——]

[But how did you find out? 】Harry and Ron asked in unison,【A fly? 】

[Yes, it is indeed a coincidence. 】Sirius put down the pumpkin juice, childish excitement appeared on his sloppy face,【That day I turned into a black dog and went to the back door of the bar to find food, and saw the shadow of the chandelier cast on the wall, and there was a fly playing Quidditch on it The code word in!Pretty smart kid, right?After I was sure he was an Animagus, I cast a spell to put him down and put him in a bottle...]

[Wait a minute! ] Hermione interrupted him suddenly with a high-pitched voice, 【You let that fly—you let Cruise see your face? 】

Ron and Harry also realized the seriousness of the matter at this time, they looked at Sirius nervously, and the air between the four of them condensed.

[If I'm going to feed him food and water, I think so. ] After a while, said Sirius, Ron could tell he wasn't happy with how the three of them had behaved. 【Actually, he is in my pocket right now.The most important thing today is to hand him over to you and let you hand him over to Dumbledore.If you let him fly back alone, you don't know where the fake Cruise will stick him. 】

[Sirius,] said Harry, [you know you're in more danger than... Cruise?Cruise is a friend of Draco Malfoy, who will most likely turn out to be a Death Eater, and you'll be giving your tracks away! 】

[Let me remind you, Harry, that your friends don't quite represent who you are. ] Sirius said coldly, 【Think of what Peter Pettigrew did to me and your father.The boy is only a teenager, and if you think that he might turn into a Death Eater and deserve to be starved and frozen on a chandelier, it's a shame you're not as much like your father as I thought. 】

【No!We didn't say that, it's just that there may be a better way than this, so that he can't see your face...] Hermione panicked, her voice gradually lowered until she couldn't hear it at all, and both she and Ron See Harry's eyes look deep.

【Why did my parents die? 】

[Answer me, Sirius. 】

Harry got no answer, and Ron was disturbed to find his friend clutching his wand tightly. 【As you said, it's because both he and you believed in the wrong person.At least on this point, I don't want to be like him.I don't want to be seen as his shadow either. 】

The party broke up badly.The three of them walked silently on the street full of laughter, thinking about Sirius' last expression in unison—shock, remorse, and sadness, as if he had been punched hard.

[Actually, Sirius can completely hypnotize Cruise.I mean, he should have done that, but he was angry with us...] Hermione picked up the bottle and looked at it for a moment, then whispered.

[Sirius is like this, he is not good at... explaining, and he is a bit emotional. 】Ron quickly added,【But that doesn't mean he will really act recklessly. ] Hermione gave him approving eyes for his rare level of speaking, but Harry still lowered his head.

[Do you want to go back? ] Ron asked cautiously.

[No, of course not. ] Harry looked up immediately. [I haven't bought you a birthday present yet.How about visiting Honey Dukes first? 】

Ron nodded.Hermione patted him on the shoulder, put the bottle into her pocket, and walked towards the scholar's residence on the side of the road.

Now only the two of them are left.Ron knew full well that Harry was just pretending to be happy, which took his birthday mood down quite a bit, but he didn't blame Harry at all.They walked side by side towards Honeydukes, and when they were almost at the door, Ron stopped.

【Harry, I know what gift I want! ] He grabbed Harry's sleeve with a cheerful expression, 【Can you buy me a new shirt?It's still Charlie's on me. 】

【certainly. ] said Harry.The melancholy in those green eyes made them less summery, and Ron didn't want to see that.He really wanted a new shirt, but he wanted a quiet, tidy, private place for Harry to rest, and there weren't many places like Hogsmeade, the waiting room of Fairy's wizarding clothing store being one of them.

He wasn't sure Harry understood what he meant.However, when he turned around, a hand hidden under the wizard's suit held his, bringing a warm touch.

☆、Chapter72 Hogsmeade Dating（2）

After learning about the needs of the two boys, the kind-hearted clerk of the Fengya clothing store arranged them into a classically decorated waiting room and gave them a clothing album and a pot of lemon tea.

The voices of people on the street still floated from the window from time to time, but it was much quieter here than near the candy store.Due to the small size of the room, Ron and Harry sat side by side, their black fabric robes stuck together.After the saleswoman closed the door, Harry gave Ron a small smile, but soon, the curve of his mouth disappeared.

Ron looked down at Harry's sleeve-baring fingers.He remembered the scene in front of the school gate.Harry's fingertips curled up, which was a sign of a friend's uneasiness.

Ron held it to his will.As he once said, a friend is someone who is always "there" for him.He'd been used to touching Harry since he was still in love with someone else.Harry's confession prompted him to change the way he treats his friends, making it more cautious and restrained. However, people can never eliminate their dependence on their companions in a short period of time, so he gave up resistance.

Harry took his hand back, and the refreshing scent of camphor leaned over, the opposite extreme of mint and spirits.

[I know I was wrong. ] Harry said wearily. [I shouldn't have talked to Sirius like that. 】

[Maybe so.But don't blame yourself too much, eh? 】Ron secretly observed Harry's expression. [We are only concerned about his safety.Especially you, Harry, we all know you love him, and Sirius knows it too. 】

【Yes, I love him. ] Harry took off his glasses.The sun fell on the young man's green eyes, and he did not let go of the hands that were connected. [But if he really cares about me, why put himself in unnecessary danger, why did he say what he said today? 】

【If he really didn't care about you, he wouldn't escape from Azkaban. ] Ron replied reflexively. 【I mean... we all know how terrifying a dementor is. He has been tortured for so many years and never thought of escaping, but he rushed here as soon as he knew you might be in danger! 】

In truth, Ron had never given that much thought, subconsciously it terrified him.How far is Azkaban from Hogwarts?At that time, how did Sirius drag his sickly body and swim across the icy sea water, just to come to a child who regarded him as a traitor?

【I think he really loves your father and you very much. ] Finally he said, 【You can't expect maturity from a guy who was put in Azkaban so young, and the only thing he had during the 12 years in prison were memories...that was so lonely, wasn't it? 】

[I understand, Ron. 】Harry said softly, the corners of his eyes sparkling.He quickly wiped away the tears, but the tears flowed from the other eye and fell on their clasped hands. [He said he would give me a home, I just don't want to...] Harry's voice choked.His cheeks were wet with tears, and Ron held him in his arms.This seemed to be the first time that a friend took the initiative to open up this topic instead of smiling and enduring it.

Ron vaguely understood what Harry hadn't said.Like him, the real Harry Potter is often overlooked.He was the Boy Who Lived, James Potter's son, but a part of Harry was still hiding in the cupboard on Privet Drive, waiting for someone to open the door and take him away.Ron remembered the cold war in the first grade. He was also very fragile at that time. He didn't know that there was a shadow deep in everyone's heart, and he was even secretly jealous of his friends.Fortunately, he is now able to assume the role of carer.Looking back at school, Ron has to admit that even if that man hurt him with uncertainty, the love and focus he gave him made up for something missing.

Maybe it's just fate, including Draco's departure and Harry's entry.He hugged Harry tighter. [I understand, Harry.He just needs some time.And... you have to know that there are many people who love you very much, we are all your family, if you want it. 】

[Oh, yes. ] Harry laughed.The wind blows the students' conversations, and the sunlight outside the window casts shadows on the table.He looked up, Ron's shadow shining in his green eyes.

Maybe just for a second.Harry leaned closer, his head bowed, and his lips touched.

Harry's lips were warm, and he cupped his face in his hands.Dimly, Ron realized that it was a "wet" kiss, just like the one between Harry and Cho Chang, only this time it was Harry who was crying.When the lips touch, the aromas of camphor and rose are light and soft, mixed with a hint of sweetness.

【Have the two gentlemen made their choice...】

The lips of the two quickly parted.Ron's face was burning under the enthusiastic smile of the female shop assistant. He buried his head in the album and stared blankly at the twirling shirts.

Harry coughed lightly and pointed to a picture in the album. [I think this one is good, Ron, what do you think? ] His words had a distinctly upward tone.

【……oh!I think so too, so this one. 】

The saleswoman quickly took the tape measure from her neck and took Ron's measurement. Ron stood up and stretched his arms as she asked.Harry propped his head up and smiled at him, and Ron was surprised at how happy he felt about it.

After coming out of the clothing store, Ron put his hands in his trouser pockets awkwardly, looking at the people passing by on the street.Hey!Do not laugh!He's matured a lot, yes, but hasn't learned how to date a best friend yet.

[So, that's it? 】

【What? ] Ron turned to look at Harry beside him.

[I mean... you agreed? ] Harry also looked at him.From the moment he picked out clothes, the corners of the black-haired boy's lips were always upturned. [Otherwise how to explain that kiss? 】

[Oh... oh...] Harry's increasingly obvious smile made Ron panic.He was embarrassed to say that he hadn't seriously thought about this issue, but he didn't seem to hate the current situation.His face was hot, and his ears were filled with the sound of his own heartbeat.

[Maybe... But don't stare at me like that, I'm too uncomfortable. 】He coughed, and deliberately turned his head to look at the street shop on the other side,【Do you want to visit Honeydukes? ] Now, he prayed to go to a place with more people.

[Let's go. 】

Why can Harry hold his hand so naturally?It's not fair, since Harry is the more inexperienced one, and he hasn't even had a real relationship with Cho Chang.Ron's mind was full of these random thoughts, and he followed Harry blindly.Beneath the robes, Harry's fingertips rubbed the back of his hand, like some kind of reassurance.

【Hi!Harry, Ron! 】

A familiar face blocked their way, and Ron realized that Harry had secretly gripped his hand, holding him back.He could only smile at the pretty boy in front of him: [Hello, Lucian. 】

Harry also smiled at Lucian and chatted with him casually.Lucian looked pleasantly surprised to meet them, telling Harry he'd sneaked out to buy some souvenirs for his family in France.

[I went to the Devis and Bans store,] he said enthusiastically, [the things there are really good, I also bought a black and gold quill in the Wenrenju, and I plan to give it to my dad... you guys Where are you going?I was just about to buy some candy for my cousin, she is only five years old, I heard that the Honeydukes here have something that is not found in France...]

Ron looked at Harry with some surprise.He certainly didn't pretend to think Lucian was talking to him, those happy blue eyes were always on Harry, and only occasionally turned to him politely.Although Lucian was indeed warm and funny like many French people, there was something different about him in front of him than in the Care of Fantastic Beasts class.

[I think you mean their homemade fudge and chocolate. 】Harry interrupted him gently,【It's really delicious, it's on the shelf next to the golden chocolate waterfall. 】

【oh. ] Lucian spread a bright smile, 【Thank you, that sounds great, it looks like I might spend some money.Are you going there too? 】

[No, Ron and I want to go to the Three Broomsticks for a drink. ] Harry said, 【See you at school, then. 】

Lucian froze.Soon, his eyes fell on the hands they shook, and then on Ron's face.Ron smiled at him in embarrassment, and Lucian nodded with a smile: [Okay, see you at school.I’ve been with the unicorn at Hagrid’s for the past few days. Assia has been very tempered recently, and we’ve cured her left hoof. If you want to come and see, you’re welcome anytime. 】

Harry and Ron thanked the enthusiastic French boy and went in the opposite direction.

[You don't mind, do you? ] Harry broke the silence.

【You mean the three broomsticks?No, of course not. ] said Ron. 【I just want to drink something too. 】

Harry opened his mouth as if to say something more, but in the end he just squeezed his hand tightly. 【If you want to go to Honey Dukes, we can go later, it's still early. 】

Ron nodded, and suddenly realized that Lucian's appearance disrupted his original plan, and he had to sit face to face with Harry in the bar, which made his cheeks that had just calmed down a little red again.At the same time, Harry's thoughtfulness also made him very happy.

【Are you familiar with Lucian? 】Although there is suspicion of deliberately changing the subject, Ron is indeed full of curiosity about Lucian, 【I think he is very enthusiastic about you. 】

[Not very familiar either. ] They went into the Three Broomsticks and sat at a table near the window, and Harry ordered two butterbeers. [I ran into him a few times in Hagrid's hut, and Hagrid liked him very much.Once Hedwig was in a little mood, he helped me a little bit, and later he wanted to invite me to visit Beauxbaton's carriage, but we haven't made an appointment yet, do you want to go? 】

[That should be quite interesting. 】Ron said with a smile, 【Gabriel also invited me, but her sister was at the side at the time, I was a little embarrassed, so I didn't agree. 】

[I also have this concern, there are too many girls in Beauxbatons. ] Harry agrees.Then they were silent for a while.Ron knew that since that kiss, their way of getting along was very different from when they came here. Fortunately, the tacit understanding over the years made the atmosphere not awkward.

When the beer was brought to the table, Ron looked up to find Harry looking at him.From eyes to hair tips to lips.Harry's hand on the table held him again. Ron subconsciously glanced outside, but soon realized something, turned around, relaxed his body, and leaned back in his chair with a smile.

Harry's eyes lit up at this moment. 【You don't mind, right? ] He said softly, 【I think... um... there's no need to hide this matter? 】

There were a few Ravenclaws in the same year looking at them in the bar, and Ron blinked and felt them heat up.Merlin, why would he mind this?Harry must have no idea how obsessed he is with a relationship that holds hands aboveboard.

[Sometimes, I'm sorry for my slowness. ] Harry's voice sounded so soft and sincere, 【Really, why didn't I find out how I feel about you sooner?You must wait until you are…]

[It's okay, Harry. ] Ron interrupted him. [...We are only in the third grade.I mean, there's plenty of time for whatever we're going to do. 】

They looked at each other and smiled.The Ravenclaw girl at the opposite table exclaimed.Ron glanced at Ms. Rosmerta from the corner of his eye—the graceful female boss also looked at them with kind eyes, and a warm feeling overflowed his chest.

【We should go to Mrs. Puddife. ] Harry complained.

【are you sure? 】 Ron laughed, recalling the lace decorations in that shop, 【It's ten thousand times better here. 】

Harry was amused. [Yes, it's much better here.But...] He said slowly, 【Do you think I can kiss you here? 】

Ron stared at him for a long while.The whispers around him gradually grew louder, and just before Harry pursed his lips, Ron stood up and took the black-haired boy's lips actively.

It was just another shallow kiss, but enough for the students to boo.After he sat back, Harry said thoughtfully: [This is a little different from what I imagined. 】

【Hey! ] Ron was amused by him. [Let’s try something else later. 】He deliberately said,【You are not as good as me in this respect. ] The rare afternoon sun shone on Harry, and Ron knew that he helped Hermione solve a problem and caused himself a problem, but he didn't bother about it.The past is over, and the present life is what he has always wanted.

Harry didn't wait long.They tried something else that night, between the cramped shelves of the Restricted/Books section.

☆、Chapter73 forbidden/book area, injured

Ron was right in guessing that the beautiful Ravenclaw girl hadn't been able to give Harry a real kiss, which gave him a moment of guilt as he stuck his tongue into his friend's mouth.Yet Harry was a quick learner.Those tender eyes never left his face after their lips parted.

Ron put his head down and put his hand over one of his cheeks to cool it down.Harry planted a soft kiss on his neck, tickling him slightly.And he took Harry's arm, stroking the boy's skin patiently.The night in the restricted/book/area was too quiet, he could even hear the sound of water dripping from the toilet, dripping in his heart.For a moment, old, blurred fragments slid past his eyes, and the final image was of a lush mistletoe drooping to the beat of water droplets, then suddenly disappearing.

He let go of Harry's arms and wrapped them tightly, making sure that the warmth was in his arms at this moment.very nice.Isn't this what he always wanted?The warmth at your fingertips, the kind eyes of people around you, and the camp of justice, all mistakes have been gradually corrected and become so perfect.

[Do you want to go back? ] he asked, realizing that his voice was hoarse.

Harry was still watching him.Although Ron could understand his friend's abnormality today, he was still not used to it. [I know we still have a lot of time. 】Harry finally said,【But I still regret that I couldn't do this sooner. 】The water dripped down, and Ron smiled.That night he lay back in bed and fell into a peaceful dream as soon as he closed his eyes.

[Is that so, Ron?Are you really together? 】

Ron nodded, and so did Harry.Their hands were clasped under the breakfast table.Seamus scratched his hair in embarrassment, and began to deal with the pie in front of him.Dean, Neville and many others set their sights on them, and Ron knew that the students needed time to digest.

[We've been meaning to say it for a long time,] George said, [During the second project, Harry's "favorite baby" was you! 】

[We lost a lot of money! ’ cried Fred, waving the spoon in their direction.

Hermione sat across from them, seemingly calmly accepting the twins' complaints about her not delivering the news in time, but the gesture of fiddling with the knife and fork betrayed her happy mood at the moment.In a glass jar by her hand, red beetles slammed against the walls angrily.Just at that moment the newspaper owl landed beside her glass of milk.

【Are you still a reader of the Daily Prophet? ] Ron asked hesitantly.

【why not? ] Hermione flipped through the newspaper quickly, then handed it to them with a smile. [Only regular reports about the latest Ministry of Magic bills and the Warriors Tournament,] She shrugged, [No tell-tale interviews or gossip. 】

[This is simply unbelievable. ] Ron browsed in surprise.He even wondered if what happened in the Restricted Section yesterday would make the headlines, because you never know where Rita Skeeter is going to get the material.

[Not just this time,] Hermione knocked on the glass jar in a good mood, [I don't think there will be such reports in the future.Thanks to Sirius for the inspiration. ] She said vaguely, but Ron and Harry didn't go into it, they were used to Hermione's mystery.

What they also need to get used to is the staring ceremony that exists all the time in school.Not to mention that they also met Cedric and Qiu Zhang in the corridor that must pass through the tower building to the herbalism classroom.The girl smiled at them unnaturally, and Ron carefully looked at Harry beside him, who was nodding to Seid.Catching Ron's gaze, the black-haired boy smiled and said: 【After all, we are the ones who are going to kiss on the three broomsticks. ] Ron slapped him on the arm with a smile, and the worries in his heart disappeared.

[Look who is here?Harry Potter with his 'boyfriend'. 】

A few pairs of leather shoes came into view of the two of them.Ron grabbed Harry's shoulders: 【Don't pay attention to them. 】

[Hey, we're listening, Weasley. ] A smile appeared on Nott's pale face, making him look more sinister than usual.He turned his head to the side, [It seems that what we said was not wrong before, Draco? 】

The expected voice didn't sound for a long time, and Ron raised his head in surprise.

A storm was gathering in those gray-blue eyes.And at the center of the storm was his hand around Harry's shoulder.

[I didn't expect that, Weasley. ] The blond Slytherin finally spoke. The last syllable of "Weasley" was bitten extremely hard, and the look on the other party's face was reminiscent of a viper being provoked. [After being a cow to Potter, you finally agreed to let him...]

Ron frowned at Draco.He knew exactly what kind of obscene description he was about to hear, but that single word hung between the other's teeth for a long time and never fell.They stood close enough that he could hear the muffled breathing ahead of him.

[I'm dating Ron, I thought the whole school knew about it. 】

【No one is asking for your opinion,】The other party quickly turned his face to Harry, showing his sharp fangs,【The offspring of mudbloods are not qualified to speak. ] Ron knew that the snake's eyes were still on his hand, but he didn't intend to let him do so.

Harry's green eyes were also blazing with anger.No one can tolerate such an insult, let alone someone they have always hated.

【Harry, there's no need to argue with the clown. Ron let go of Harry's shoulders and grabbed Harry's hand, feeling it warm. [They are just a group of cowards full of blood, and you are a Hogwarts warrior, more talented than them. 】

Harry clenched his hands.Ron smiled at him, even though he felt powerless.That gaze cut into his flesh like a knife, churning between livers, as if making him hurt was the greatest victory in the world. 【let's go. 】He endured, and gently gestured to the black-haired boy.Their hands were held together, stronger than every time before, and they passed by the group of perpetrators like this.

[Be careful, Potter.If you die in the third project, you have to spend time with your hapless parents. 】

What happened next was like a gust of wind.Harry turned and rushed up, while the blond Slytherin stood there, waiting grimly.The two immediately entangled each other, trying their best to attack each other's parts that could be attacked.There was not a word of extraneous words during the whole process, only the dull sound of soles rubbing against the ground and fists hitting flesh could be heard.

[What is this doing? ] Just before Ron hit Goyle's nose, Professor McGonagall's voice sounded from outside the encirclement, and a gap appeared in the crowd. [Slytherin and Gryffindor each deducted [-] points! ] She raised her voice angrily, 【Stop immediately!stop! 】 Ron finally rushed Crabbe and Goyle, grabbed Draco's neck from behind, and threw him to the ground.A shadow fell, and Harry took the opportunity to raise his fist——

The surrounding voices were chaotic, Professor McGonagall, angry students... But Ron knew clearly that the person in his arms stopped struggling the moment he rushed towards him.They fell sideways on the cold ground in the same posture, the breath of mint and spirits embraced him, and the sleeping memory was revived...

The last thing Ron saw was Harry's hand slowly lowering.He closed his eyes completely and let go of the shackles.A force severed his connection with the ground, and he was pulled up and fell into an embrace.

He was unscathed, while Harry had hurt his jaw, and maybe something else. 【Weasley, come and tell me what's going on. said Professor McGonagall angrily.Behind her, the Slytherins and Gryffindors were already arguing.

[Malfoy insults Harry's parents. ] he said in a hoarse voice, feeling that he longed for a long sleep. 【Professor, we really cannot tolerate this. 】

He didn't wait for the professor's blame, only a shallow sigh. [Take Potter to the school infirmary.You'd better check that too. 】

[I'm fine. 】He said.The scar on Harry's chin was glaring in the sun, and he had never hated himself so much for a moment. [Let's go. ] He carefully supported Harry's body.

[I'm fine, Ron.A ferret can do nothing to me. ’ Harry said, but then he took a sharp breath.Ron cursed angrily in his heart, and silently adjusted his supporting posture.A few onlookers also came to help.

From beginning to end, Ron didn't look at the person lying on the ground.The wind blew into the corridor, and he rubbed his fingers subconsciously, not sure whether the wetness on his hands was water stains on the ground, or whether it came from the other party behind him.

He had been with Harry in the infirmary that afternoon, as had Hermione.I don't know if it was Professor McGonagall's arrangement, but the blonde Slytherin didn't come here for treatment.The girl complained in a low voice that he didn't stop Harry in time, but after seeing his exhaustion, she motioned him to rest in the nearby hospital bed for a while, which Ron did.At night, after Harry fell asleep, he went to the library alone to continue the work of registering new books.

The sound of water droplets tonight is no different from last night, but it seems very different.Ron sat behind his desk, repeating the registration steps mechanically, realizing that the reason he insisted on coming was just to avoid thinking.Of all the problems, he was most afraid of hurting his long-time friendship with Harry.It's easy to start a relationship, just need two people willing to walk into the same room, but it's very difficult to clean the house before leaving, he and Draco are the best examples.

It was almost time for the prefect's night patrol, and if he couldn't return to the tower in time, Gryffindor's score might drop.Ron sorted out the completed parchments and prepared to put them in the drawer together with the borrowing registration book spread out on the desktop.

It was really a large register, recording the title of the book and the borrowing time, and the signature of the borrower at the bottom.Mrs. Pince had bewitched the newest page, making a line of red glittering lettering loom.Ron kept an eye on it, because that was his job to tackle tomorrow.

Lost Book: Instructions for Ancient Magic Items

Lost time: March [-]st evening

☆、Chapter74 memory fragments (1) (Draco's perspective)

[I didn't know you liked this. 】

He heard a murmur.Someone was very close to him, and he was probably reaching out to brush the person's hair.The vaguely warm color flows from his fingertips, like a beam of sun falling into the grass.

[omitted here]

Draco opened his eyes.

Where the line of sight touches is the familiar ceiling of the dormitory.It was just dawn, and the roommates were still sleeping. Thanks to Professor McGonagall's pheromone blocking spell, the strong smell of mint wine would not disturb them.He sat up and slowly got out of bed to wash.

In the dream, he always has the opportunity to exercise the right to touch and kiss the other party to his heart's content, but after waking up from the dream, this touch will not really leave a memory.The boy in the dream is always just a ball of warm light, the only thing that is clear is his own desire and a simple sentence.

I love you.Every time he would tell the boy that, but the boy never responded.The boy in desire would just hand him the back,--that was the last image he could remember--as if he didn't deserve the beautiful words, and the dream was helping the boy punish him.Many times he tried to hear if he had called the boy's name after his confession, but it was always a dark secret.

He thought it was just a dream.Because in reality, he would never say that to anyone.Members of the Malfoy family believe in the bonds of kinship, and love always pales in comparison to this powerful belief.It is nothing more than a tool for enclosing unrelated people into family power.

That's what he was going to do for Pansy, and that's what Pansy was going to do for him.Although Astoria's family was pure-blooded, they were not favored by the Dark Lord.Although sometimes he would think of the blond girl who expressed his love to him, but one cannot refuse to look forward just because of a few tears. [The position we are in now is very delicate.After the Dark Lord disappeared, I failed to keep my allegiance. ] His father had told him so.At that time, he clasped his hands against his forehead to prevent him from seeing his face, but there was a hint of helplessness in his voice. 【Draco, you must do well. 】

Draco looked at himself in the mirror.The necklace was still sleeping peacefully on his chest, emitting a faint white light.This is the most important task the Dark Lord entrusts to the Malfoy family, to protect this necklace.But neither the Dark Lord nor the father had time to tell him what the necklace was for. 【You just need to know that during the period when the Dark Lord is accumulating power, you will temporarily be its master and protect its safety. 】He vaguely recalled that in the first few weeks of wearing the necklace, he had a stress reaction, but then he had fully adapted, and after a while, he began to dream.

Pansy and Nott were talking when he came to the breakfast table, and Crabbe and Goyle were filling their mouths with chocolate cake. [You smell. ] Nott sniffed him and said that Draco resented him having such a sensitive nose.Pan Xi's expression was startled, and he took his arm.

Today was the weekend, and it was Hogsmeade's activity time in the afternoon. The auditorium was noisier than usual, especially around the Gryffindor table.After countless times of cynicism, those stupid lions still don't know how to restrain their rudeness.Draco let his eyes wander to the red hair, a warm light like a dream.Weasley was talking to Potter, the corners of his mouth were covered with pudding caramel, Draco licked his lips,