[hp] Pure White Age

What happened here? 】

The shackles were lifted.Ron saw Professor McGonagall standing in the light.

[Hogwarts does not allow campus violence.Twenty points from Slytherin. 】

Malfoy's body paused. [Let's calculate this account slowly. ] Before leaving, he leaned into his ear and said.

[What kind of enmity between you guys?Oh Ron, you know what I mean, we all hate Malfoy, but he's targeting you. 】

Ron avoided Hermione's worried eyes, [I don't know. 】

【He just loves to trouble people by nature. ] Harry said, 【Ignore him, let him jump up and down like a clown. 】

That evening, Harry and Ron went to ask Hagrid for advice.Hagrid had tears in his eyes, and was very reluctant to let Norbert go, but there was nothing he could do.In a few days, even if Malfoy did not report, the hut would not be able to accommodate Norbert.

The two sat by the window, and Ron spread out the parchment to write a letter to his brother.He didn't want Norbert to go, but Charlie would take care of him.Charlie always wanted to know what was going on at home when he wrote, so he added a few sentences.He wanted to tell his brother that he and Harry had reconciled after a cold war, but Harry was by his side, so he was embarrassed.

A lot has happened this year, the bizarre, the subtle, the unmanageable.Maybe this is campus life.The sound of an owl flapping its wings could be heard from time to time outside the window. In two days, the adaptation period would be over, and he would no longer have unspeakable secrets. Ron couldn't tell how he felt.

☆、Chapter 24

He didn't understand why he was standing here.

The weather has become warmer.Draco put his hands in his pockets as he stood behind the sprouting branches.Right in front of his field of vision, red hair flashed conspicuously in front of the window.

He knew they—the obnoxious Sage Potter, the Mudblood, and Weasley—were secretly raising a dragon.He followed Potter here two days ago and discovered this secret.It was the last day of his acclimatization period, and as much as he hated to admit it, he was desperate to know where that man was.

And now it doesn't matter anymore.He looked down at the shoes on his feet, since yesterday he started to take the medicine sent from home, the blood in his body seemed to be replaced by a cool medicine, which made him lose his appetite.

He asked himself repeatedly in his heart, everything is over, isn't it?That kind of feeling is like knowing that I failed the exam but still have expectations for the results. Any rational thinking can make the heart sink instantly.

The redhead pulled out a chair and sat in front of the window, and Potter sat backwards to his left, and they turned their heads to each other and said something.Weasley began to write, looking up from time to time in the direction he was standing, frowning slightly.His smell had been suppressed by the potion, but he found himself still expecting to be found.

But the man did not find him.Staring at that window was just making fun of it, and he forced himself to look away.

Ron hadn't finished writing the letter, and the fire in the cabin was not burning so brightly.Hagrid had promised to treat the trio to dinner for Harry and Ron's reconciliation, and he and Harry were off to the woods to get some firewood.

It wasn't until he finished writing the final signature and breathed a sigh of relief that Hagrid and Harry hadn't returned yet.He folded the letter and put it in the book—there were still Christmas wrappers in it.Ron shook his head and vowed not to think about Christmas anymore. He walked out of the hut and stood at the door. Hogwarts in the evening looked peaceful and beautiful.

[You really are raising a dragon. 】

Ron turned around in a panic, seeing the person he least wanted to see walking towards him at the moment.He subconsciously blocked the door with his body: [Go away Malfoy, this has nothing to do with you. 】

【So you admit it?You know if I tell the professor about this, Hagrid's job will be lost, right? 】

【In the end what you want? 】Ron gritted his teeth and lowered his voice,【...I know I missed the appointment, but it was only the last few days.Harry was getting suspicious, and I couldn't help it. 】

[Why can't I understand what you said. ] Malfoy sneered, and tilted his head, 【What missed an appointment, I thought we were talking about dragons now. 】

Ron didn't understand Malfoy, like he couldn't sort out their relationship.At this moment, the opponent's thigh was touching his, which made it hard for him not to recall what had happened.The other party is obviously angry at his missed appointment, why is he so resistant to mentioning it?

Ron took a deep breath: [Malfoy, let's talk. 】

[We are talking. 】Malfoy's jaw tightened, he raised his head, and made a smirk, 【You three are also accomplices, and you caused me to be deducted [-] points, you said...】 His fingers stroked the back of his neck , Ron trembled, his adaptation period was still a few days away.

The eerie atmosphere flowed again at close range.Ron had a vague guess in his heart, but he was not sure yet.Until the other party wrapped his hands around his waist and pushed the door open a crack, leaned on him, pretending to look in: [I saw it, it's a Norwegian Ridgeback, right? 】

Ron heard a strange noise coming from the cabin.Norbert woke up from a deep sleep because of their disturbance, and fluttered his wings in dissatisfaction.It seemed to sense his worry, slowly opened its eyes, stood up tremblingly, spread its wings, and knocked over the salt jar on the windowsill.

But the other party didn't seem to notice this, his lips were pressed against his earlobe, 【What do you think I should do?Tell Professor Snape what I saw...or go to the dungeon tonight...to meet someone? 】

【...Are you threatening me? 】

[If you want to understand it this way. 】

【Malfoy, this is impossible. 】Ron took Malfoy's hand away, and glanced nervously at the door, 【I thought I made it clear that I didn't reply to your three letters...】

[The letter is not important. ] His words were roughly interrupted.The other party's chest heaved violently a few times, as if he was suppressing his anger, but he quickly returned to that pretentiously friendly tone, [You haven't realized the seriousness of what you are doing, have you? 】

[This has nothing to do with you, Malfoy.Don't think you can threaten me just by grabbing us.Your adaptation period is over, and there is no need for me to go there again.Harry and I will find a way to solve the dragon problem, and I will solve it by myself during my adaptation period, so you don't need to worry about it. ] Ron tried his best to make the most indifferent expression, 【The contract is over. 】

【You will solve it yourself. ] Malfoy made the worst smile, 【How to solve it, answer me.Inhibitor? ...Or let Potter help you too, by the way, is that Mudblood son mature yet? 】

Ron had to say he hated Malfoy's viciousness.He really wanted to tell him that what you said was groundless, but in the end he shrugged: 【In any case, it has nothing to do with you. ] He realized that he was tired of this kind of tug-of-war.

Before he could react, his hair was jerked to one side.His mouth was covered, and he was pressed against the door by the other party.Ron resisted desperately, causing the opponent to take half a step back, but the opponent pressed back on him like a raging lion, grabbing his arm painfully.As Ron struggled, he realized that the other was breathing with his nose pressed to the back of his neck.

The wooden door squeaked due to violent movements. [Stop, Malfoy! ] Ron yelled when he fell into the house uncontrollably.But it was too late, the door was wide open, and Ron fell on the carpet inside the house, with Malfoy lying beside him, his hands still around his neck.Ron heard Norbert's cry, an angry growl.

Malfoy sat up slowly.He looked embarrassed, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He wiped the dirt from his mouth with his hands.

[You have no other smell on you. 】

At this moment Ron thought that Malfoy must be crazy, he gritted his teeth: [Look at what is in front of you, bastard! 】

Norbert took another step towards them, no, it seemed to Malfoy, who was on the alert for bullying his mate.The platinum-haired bastard finally realized that the situation was not good for him and squeezed close to Ron. Norbert shook his head suspiciously and stopped in his tracks.

[Do something, Weasley. ] The other party said angrily, 【Tell it I'm not... bad. 】

【Really? ] Ron knew that the situation was urgent, but he actually wanted to laugh.The other party gave him a hard look, causing Norbert to spread his wings again.

Ron moved forward a few steps: [Come behind me, be careful. 】

Norbert's black eyes were fixed on Malfoy's movements.Ron felt the opponent's body coming behind him, and he subconsciously opened his arms to separate the guy who was still a [bastard] from Norbert.

[Noble, look at me. 】He swallowed uneasily, 【Calm down, he...is my classmate...friend, don't hurt him. 】

The light in the cabin is just right.It turns out that the word "friend" is not as heavy as he thought.

Norbert grunted and smacked his lips.It was such a spiritual animal, and Hagrid talked to it so much, it seemed to understand what he meant, and tried to take a step back.

Ron and the people behind him breathed a sigh of relief.Before Ron could lower his outstretched arms, Norbert shook his head violently, opened his black barbed wings again, stood up completely, and stared at Malfoy behind Ron in horror.

[Ron, be careful! 】

It was Harry's voice.Before Ron could turn around, he felt a gust of wind rushing past his ears, rubbing against the hot air. At that moment, Ron didn't think about anything, he opened his arms and hugged Norbert's neck.

Severe pain hit his right arm.Ron fell to the ground, unable to utter a word at all, and Norbert's terrified screams were heard in his ears.The smell of peppermint wafted through the small cabin, and was about to approach him, Ron tried hard to open his eyes.It was strange that, after all the threats and rough treatment he had endured, he still longed for that man's comfort.

[Go away! ] He didn't know who yelled this sentence at whom.All he knew was that the peppermint smell disappeared suddenly, and someone picked him up and hugged him in his arms. Instead, it was a calm, fresh smell similar to camphor after the rain.

☆、Chapter 25

When Ron opened his eyes again, Hermione was alone.She was clearly exhausted, and her eyelids were drooping, and Ron had never seen Hermione look so lifeless.

[Ron, you're awake. ] Her messy brown hair evacuated from the sheets, 【We're all worried about you. 】

[I am also worried about myself. 】Ron smiled wryly and raised his mummified right hand, 【What about the final exam.But... what about Harry? 】

【Oh, Harry, he...】 Hermione looked a little embarrassed, 【Something happened to his body... After you fell down, his smell was activated, and now he is still in a coma. 】

Ron's eyes widened.Thanks to Malfoy, he probably knew more about this sort of thing than Hermione by now.Smells require a strong emotion or desire to be released, and Harry must have been very worried about him at the time, and maybe very angry, he recalled the phrase [Get out! 】It should have been said by Harry to Malfoy.

[Malfoy... what?I mean... where's the guy who made me like this? 】 Ron made a relaxed look on purpose.

【I have no idea.After you were carried away by Hagrid, Harry punched him, and we never saw him again. 】

【oh. ] Ron bowed his head, this is good, yes, it couldn't be better.

[You have to pay attention to rest and clean the wound, Noble's teeth are poisonous.You'd better stay with Madam Pomfrey this week. ] said Hermione.

【Maybe. 】Ron shrugged, suddenly remembered something, 【Hermione, it seems that I can only trouble you or Harry to send a letter to Charlie. 】

【no problem. 】Hermione looked around, 【Where did you put the letter? 】

[I'm caught in "All About Modern Wizards".By the way, the book must still be on the table in the cabin. 】Ron accidentally pulled the wound, grinned and said, 【It's okay, you go to class first, remember to ask for leave for me. 】

It wasn't until Hermione left that Ron realized how familiar the scene was.Last time, he was lying here because of Malfoy, but it was his left hand that was injured.The venom had turned his arm a little green, and he wouldn't dare to go to class until it returned to its original color, and his classmates would suspect the source of the wound.

The door opened quietly.The setting sun reflected on the ground, showing a peaceful golden red.An unexpected person was standing outside the door, gold sprinkled on his shoulders.

Ron braced himself.

The other party coughed lightly, unnaturally.He holds a book in his hand.

[I think this is yours. ] He walked up to him, as if he wanted to hand him the book, but stopped the moment he noticed his wound.

The hand stopped in mid-air.Ron raised his head and bumped into the other person's eyes, the kind of gray that he was familiar with, indifferent, but vaguely sad.

He didn't speak, but slowly stretched out his left hand and took the book.

[You didn't peek, did you? 】Ron turned the pages of the book, and the letter lay quietly between the introductions of the two wizards named Tom.

【I know what's in it. ] The answer after a long silence.Ron laughed: [You have no right to threaten me, nor can you report on it, I saved you.If you dare to inform me, I will consider giving you some of Norbert's venom. 】

【That's not my original intention. 】

【what? 】

[I mean...threat,] the other party's pronunciation became extremely difficult, [and treated you roughly... These are not my intention.Believe it or not, I never planned to end this relationship like this, no, it should be said——]

He took a deep breath: 【I don't intend to end.I came here to tell you that this is not the end. 】

Ron watched him silently.His father and Malfoy's father had been at odds for so many years, and he had heard his father complain countless times: the Malfoy family would never learn to apologize.Although "It wasn't my intention" was not as good as "I'm sorry", but for some reason, he intuitively felt that this was one of the most sincere apologies he had ever heard.

This is not the end, he said.

[It's not the end, what is that? 】

The other party did not answer.He reached into the pocket of his robe and pulled out a sugar wrapper. Ron recognized it as the one he had slipped into the book at Christmas. He must have opened the book, but he didn't take his letter. , but took the candy wrapper.

The other party put the candy wrappers on the bedside table and took out a lot of candies from his pocket. Ron immediately recognized that they were all new products from Honeydukes, as well as his favorite sherbet balls.

【I didn't mean to open your book... well, I did it on purpose, I was still hesitating whether to hand in that letter.I was in a bad mood... because you were hurt and I thought that even if you woke up, you would never want to see me. ] He closed his eyes for a while, 【I thought it was over.Until I saw the sugar wrappers, I thought I'd try again, just one more time. 】

[It's what you said, we're just partners during the adaptation period. ] Ron lowered his head and muttered under his breath, knowing that Malfoy heard.

【Is no longer.The adaptation period is over. ] The bright candy was gently piled into his arms, 【I defined our relationship once, now it's your turn. 】

Ron blinked.He has already smelled the sweetness of temptation emanating from under the candy wrapper.Cream, coconut, honey, chocolate... He almost forgot that being with a Malfoy is not only sweet, but also dangerous and lies.

[Sorry, I can't help it. ] Ron avoided Malfoy's gaze.

【why. 】

【Don't ask, okay?I have no idea. 】Ron avoided the other party's straightforward gaze,【We are different people from the inside out, the Sorting Hat and our surnames already explain a lot...don't they? 】

He didn't know what was going on in his heart.If he could lie to himself before, how could he lie to himself after all this, Gryffindor... and a Slytherin?

The warm sunset gradually freezes into a painting in silence.

【I see.I won't be back. ] That voice also quickly became indifferent.

With the sound of footsteps fading away, Ron slammed himself between the quilts.Yes, this was Slytherin's Malfoy, and he had lost all value to him.

Shame probably frightened him as well as danger and lies.When Malfoy asks him to define their relationship, Ron marvels at the first moment of joy in him, well concealed but also intense and real.

But he still remembered why Malfoy had asked him to be his partner.He would never forget that Malfoy only wanted [convenience], not [like].

Reason reminded him at the last moment that the definition Malfoy wanted was different from his.

After all, they are different.

–––

Harry still didn't wake up when he was called back to Ron.Although Madam Pomfrey said that she had already injected the potion, Ron still keenly smelled the scent of camphor trees in the air, which made people feel fresh, comfortable and joyful, belonging to spring, just like the feeling Harry brought to his friends .

When Harry opened his eyes again, Ron was eating dinner that Hermione had brought, and needless to say, the dinner at Hagrid's cabin was over.

[Ron, how do you feel? ] This was the first sentence Harry said after putting on his glasses.

[Not bad,] Ron raised his green right arm to signal Harry, [Congratulations Harry, you have officially entered the adaptation period from today!Madam Pomfrey helped you apply for a one-month inhibitor, because you are a Quidditch player, and they take your smell very seriously. 】

Harry scratched his hair in embarrassment: 【This feels weird.I can't quite tell what I smell like myself. 】

【You are the smell of camphor tree. 】

【how do you know?Ron? 】Hermione said suspiciously, 【Don't you also...】

Ron choked on the bread in his mouth: [No, no, no.It was... Madam Pomfrey told me, I don't think I have...]

[I'm curious what your smell will be. 】Harry sat on the edge of the bed shaking his legs, and said with a smile: 【If you need inhibitors at that time, I can give them to you. 】

Ron could only nod.He secretly wished that this topic would end as soon as possible, and his wish was granted, but the new topic was still bad.

【Malfoy really saw Norbert this time, we must act as soon as possible, and it is best to send the letter tonight. 】

【Meeting him is really unlucky.The other Slytherins weren't as ostentatious as he was.Ron, he also got you bitten.You really shouldn't have jumped on it then. 】

[If he was bitten, we would be completely finished.Now it's me, and I saved him, and I don't think he's going to continue wreaking havoc. 】

Both Harry and Hermione doubted the veracity of Ron's claims.In the end, the three made an appointment to let Hedwig deliver the letter to Charlie.They confuse the letter in Molly's fudge gift box.

The fact that Snape was going to steal the Philosopher's Stone was up in the air, and there was evidence that he might be working for Voldemort, and they had hinted at Professor McGonagall, but that didn't help.

[No one believes us at all, what should we do? ] said Hermione.

[It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. 】Harry said, 【It is important that we get the Sorcerer's Stone before he does it. 】

☆、Chapter 26

Ron insisted that there was no need to repeat what happened after this, and it was clearly written in "Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone": Harry, Hermione and he entered the trap door guarded by the three-headed dog, and they frightened away After catching the devil's net and grabbing the flying key, he and Hermione completed the level of wizard chess and reasoning respectively, and Harry successfully took back the Philosopher's Stone from Professor Quirrell controlled by Voldemort.

And now, at the Hogwarts end-of-year banquet, Dumbledore announced that he, Harry, Hermione, and Neville had scored a total of 170 points for Gryffindor, and that the Lions had been defeated by Slytherin for seven years. Occupy the Academy Cup.

Until the cheers filled his ears, Ron still had a hallucination of dreaming.He, passed Professor McGonagall's giant chessboard array - together with Harry and Hermione, they have made outstanding contributions to the school, and his brothers are preaching about it at the long table in Gryffindor. The red hair was scrambled.

The applause at the Slytherin table was not enthusiastic, even weak.Before waiting for Dumbledore to announce the meal, Ron was surrounded by Seamus and another blond-haired girl from the same courtyard, and was asked to tell about the giant chessboard array.In the past, he would never let go of any opportunity to show himself, but today, he has lost interest.

【Harry, why did Dumbledore and Nicolas May destroy the Sorcerer's Stone? 】Just as the Gryffindor students clustered around Harry asked puzzled questions, Ron stopped talking and leaned closer to Harry.

He didn't understand it either.

[Dumbledore told me that death is not something to be afraid of, it is a great adventure for the sober.Whether it's time or money, people always want what's in their worst interest. 】

[How can time and money be useless things. ] Seamus muttered, 【As long as you have time and money, you can get anything. 】

Ron felt that he, Harry, and the other students were not old enough to understand Dumbledore's words.If time and money are not good, what is the most cherished thing?

Ron subconsciously looked up at the long table with the green flag hanging above it.Strangely, he searched for a long time, but did not see that person.Parkinson sat with the man's two valets, but without him, no.

Ron never thought Malfoy's absence was his fault.Because not long after, Malfoy and his son came forward from the side of the teacher's seat under the signal of Dumbledore.

[Mr. Malfoy intends to donate a batch of the latest Nimbus brooms to Slytherin College, and at the same time invite professional Quidditch coaches to train them...] Harry ruffles his hair while listening to Dumbledore's introduction, [this It's all over—Wood can't graduate with peace of mind. 】

【He worked so hard, what a pity. ] Hermione sighed.

[I am also very poor. ] Harry muttered under his breath.He approached Ron and said, "Don't you think this defeats the purpose of the school's Quidditch competition?"Think about it, you don't win the game by courage, ability, and unity, but by having stronger equipment and coaches than your competitors?At Hogwarts? 】

Ron understood what Harry meant. This is a school, not a cruel society. Gryffindors would only admire the kind of hero who leads the team by strength, but he still spoke after Dumbledore and Lucius Malfoy finished speaking. Applause, Harry, and so do they.

[Wood is not completely hopeless of winning once before graduation.We still have you. ] Ron comforted.Harry smiled.

[This donation will be made in the personal name of my son, Draco Malfoy. 】

Lucius Malfoy's final announcement received warm applause from the Slytherin students, and the other three houses were buzzing.

[Wait——] Dumbledore stretched out his right hand, and the dining room fell silent instantly, [Little Mr. Malfoy seems to have something to say. 】

Draco was wearing a fitted white shirt and black suit, with an emerald snake brooch on his chest, his hair was neatly combed back, revealing his clear eyebrows.Ron wasn't sure if he was looking in Dumbledore's direction as he walked towards him.

Lucius Malfoy seemed a little puzzled, but the smile on his lips remained the same, and he moved slightly so that Draco stood directly in front of the students.

[I hope he won't be like his father, bragging for a full 6 minutes, I'm about to faint from hunger. ] Seamus said.

[I... just want to correct one point,] under the bright candlelight, Malfoy's gray eyes were reflected brightly, [the courses of professional coaches are not only for Slytherins,] he paused, [but to the four houses teams are open.In the future, we will also consider setting up a Quidditch club in the school, so that all interested students can experience professional courses, so as to find more talents for the four teams. 】

The expression on Lucius Malfoy's face froze for a moment, and Dumbledore finally showed a sincere smile, and he was the first to applaud.

At the long table in Gryffindor, with the loud whistle of the Weasley twins, warm applause also broke out.The fuse of the Lion Academy also ignited the remaining three colleges.

【To be honest, he did a good job this time. ] Harry said sincerely.Given his attitude towards Malfoy, that was excellent compliments.But he insisted: [But I won't change my opinion of him immediately because of this, it's Malfoy after all, who knows why he said that? 】

[Maybe it's because he wants to join the Quidditch team, he doesn't want to lose to you. ] said Hermione. [But his ability is not enough, so he can only use money to accommodate.But even so, he doesn't need to think about the other three academies. 】

[Ron, what do you think? 】

Ron gave his steak-cutting hand a pause: 【It doesn't matter who it is, as long as it's good news.We shouldn't be prejudiced, otherwise we would be no different from those Slytherins? 】

His mind is not here at all.Before the end-of-year feast, his mind was full of worries about how Dumbledore would punish them, final exam results, but now it felt worse.Most of the time, he was not an emotionally sensitive person, and after finishing his conversation with Malfoy in the ward, he focused all his attention on his adventure with Harry and the others, and dared not think about anything else.Now that I think about it, this is not an escape.

The sour feeling was late but not absent.It invaded silently, and all the details came to life again.Ron found himself struggling with the original question throughout the banquet: what was his most cherished thing?will it be loveHe understands the love for his parents, brother and sister, but in love, can he tolerate his vague and ignorant liking?

Yet there was no point in thinking, because he had already refused.When Ron came back to his senses, he had separated from Harry and walked to another corridor.

[I don't understand the point of your doing this, Draco.I hope you haven't forgotten what I said. 】

Ron stopped in his tracks.His nerves tightened, and he looked towards the dark corner of the corridor—the prize showroom that was empty all year round, and then stared at his shoes.

[If you keep acting impulsively like this, it will be difficult for you to be in charge in the future... He is likely to come back. 】

Half of Ron's body sank in the shadows.Lucius Malfoy's voice was not quite the same as he remembered, it faded away from the round tone in the restaurant, and turned serious and indifferent.

What kind of responsibility do you take on? 【who is he?He had a lot of questions, but he never heard anything after that, and the other person in the conversation seemed to never exist.He turned to leave.

[Weasley? 】

Ron turned his head sharply.Malfoy still maintained the movement of opening the door, his face was very pale.

【what are you doing here?You...] An ornate wand lightly tapped Malfoy's right arm, stopping his next words.

[Draco, forgot what I told you?Don't mix with the Weasleys. ] Ron realized that the gray eyes were silently sizing him up, 【They're not worth it. 】

Malfoy's face grew paler.

This was the first time Ron had faced Lucius Malfoy head-on.He was amazed at the man's malice towards his family.Lucius didn't intend to stay for him, he put his wand in his pocket: 【I should go.I don't need to tell you not to go back with the eavesdropper, do you? 】

[I didn't eavesdrop! ] Ron straightened his back.

[It doesn't matter. 】He pressed his palm down and made a movement to stop the sound.His light eyes circled around Ron's red hair: [Weasley. ] The blond man called out his last name in an unpredictable tone, and then sneered.

【I'm leaving, remember what I said.If you encounter any situation at school, please contact me at any time. ] He put on his hat, and glanced at Ron vaguely again.

[Okay, father, goodbye. 】

[I didn't eavesdrop, I just happened to pass by, believe it or not. ] The silence after Lucius left was irritating.Finally, Ron took the initiative to break it. [I should go back, goodbye. 】

[Wait a minute. 】

Malfoy grabbed his wrist and let go quickly.

【……What's up. 】

【I believe you. 】

Unprepared, his heart was beaten by a small hammer.Ron turned his face away unnaturally, he thought that after that day, Malfoy would never speak to him in such a tone again.A gentle tone that seemed to contain emotion made him fall into confusion again.

Ron leaned back against the wall. 【You did a great job today... well, I mean about the Quidditch club. 】

Malfoy chuckled, and Ron could tell he was trying to relax, too.With his hands in his pockets, he also leaned against the wall of the prize room, standing beside Ron.

Coziness rises in the atmosphere.Less than a week ago, they did the same, side by side against the wall after a kiss, enjoying a little chat.

【If I really run this club, will you come and join it? 】

The people around him lowered their heads after throwing out a question, avoiding his gaze.

[Yes, I will.I thought it would be funny,] Ron licked his lips, a feeling of anxious wanting to verify something was brewing, but he hadn't caught it-[I remember I told you that I used to fantasize that I was- —]

[The batter. 】

[The batter. 】

【right. 】Ron shrugged his shoulders with a smile,【And you said you wanted to be a Seeker. 】

The other party looked directly at him and nodded slowly.That feeling is getting stronger and stronger.

【Malfoy—】

【……how? 】

[Why do you want to do this?It's not like you. 】

【How to be like me? ] After a long time, the other party let out a low laugh, but the laughter seemed sad, 【Always only think about yourself, is this how you see me? 】

Ron took a deep breath.In this calm and even sour air, his heart beat violently, an answer was about to come out, and he needed to grasp it.He leaned forward and looked into Malfoy's eyes.

【Are you doing this because of me? 】

The other party obviously hadn't come out of the shock of his sudden approach, those eyes were like lakes, busy panicking to straighten his reflection.

[Tell me the truth.Please, Malfoy. 】

A lot of wonderful things have happened this year, Ron wrote in his letter to Charlie.Once he thought that was the end.

But it wasn't until now that he fully understood that the reason why he had been unwilling to look directly at Longing was not because he was afraid that Malfoy was not the right person, but because he was afraid that he would not have the same feelings as him when he made those intimate actions.

Looking back at all the details, he suddenly realized that he had never even taken the initiative in this wonderful relationship.If his intentions are not fully conveyed to the other party, then what about the other party's?Why don't you have the courage to ask clearly and refuse?

Unlike the night when the opportunity was ushered in, tonight's prize showroom is a bit stuffy.In a trance, he heard the person say: [I just want to prove to you that we are not completely different.And your reason for rejecting me——]

[Not established. 】

【So... you can think of it this way. 】

Think I'm for you.

☆、Chapter 27

They had shared several kisses since the Quidditch match.

But there was no doubt that Ron's heart was still pounding as he looked at Draco's quivering eyelashes up close once again.He smelled the sweet roses and mint lingering around the candles in the prize showroom, and the candles were flickering gently, dancing the ambiguous air of the summer night.After carefully perceiving all of this, he closed his eyes happily - imitating the other party's appearance and devoting himself to this soft kiss.

His vision was shut, and the wet touch floated on his lips.After so much drama, they both knew it was going to be a grateful, careful kiss, with no rush for each other.Ron waited quietly for the other to take his upper lip and peck lightly, then wrapped his lips around his, and sucked gently from the corner of his mouth to the lips, and then it was his turn to do the same to the other.

Between the momentary parting of the two lips, there was an itchy snort.Their foreheads are pressed together.Ron took a small breath, wrapping his hands around the other's neck.Draco lowered his eyelashes and closed them again.This time, he stuck the tip of his tongue into his