[Comprehensive Lord HP] To eternal life to your love

He crumpled up the map that Lena had given him before and threw it behind his head. Harry didn't even look at the piece of paper that was slowly stretched in the water, and the lines gradually blurred. He rubbed his chin and looked at the map on the third floor above. To that window, after checking the distance with his eyes, he curled his lips and turned over and lightly jumped onto the tall tree beside him, using the strong and flexible branches to successfully reach the window sill of Malfoy's heir's bedroom.

"Draco, good evening~"

Draco's hands trembled in fright because of the sudden sound, and he was about to press the siren reflexively, but he froze in mid-air because he recognized the owner of the sound.

Turning his head mechanically, Draco twitched the corners of his mouth and glared fiercely at the black-haired boy sitting sideways on the window sill with a pure smile on his face, and threw aside the book that was spread out on his lap: "Harry Potter ! Can't you be a little normal now and then?!"

"Ah... I'll pay attention next time—be normal?" Harry looked at Draco with interest, as if he hadn't reacted yet...

Sure enough, three seconds later...

"Harry Potter!! This is Malfoy Manor, how did you get in here?!" Draco rushed over and grabbed Harry by the lapel of his shirt, pulling Harry into the room and slamming the door, his chest heaving violently , a pair of blue-gray eyes stared at Harry, "Damn me, I'm really crazy, how could you be like this..."

Draco's words came to an abrupt end, and the last word lingered between his lips and teeth, but he still couldn't say it.

friend.

The word, neither to Harry nor to Draco, was as simple as it seemed on the face of the word.

"Bang bang—master, do you have any orders?" A polite and respectful greeting came from the other side of the room door, and Draco coughed lightly and replied in a nonchalant tone:

"I just feel a little cold, so I closed the windows, you step back."

"Yes."

Hearing the sound of footsteps outside the door fading away, Harry raised his hand to save the crumpled front of his clothes from Draco, and shook his head helplessly: "Draco, the elegance of Slytherin You have been thrown out of Europe."

"..." Draco took a step back and sat on the edge of the bed, trying to calm down his emotions, "OK...then...Harry, I don't ask how you got in—just as I never ask You have the same status, you know that if I want to check, I will definitely be able to check everything - now, tell me what you came to find me at this time and this place as quickly as possible and leave immediately! Damn..."

"This time?" Harry clearly realized something.

Draco raised his hand to look at the fancy watch inlaid with countless broken diamonds on his wrist, buried his face in his hands, and said in a muffled voice: "You still have half an hour, Harry, it's father who will check on you tonight." The day of my homework. If my father sees you... Forget it, you should be able to run away, tell me, what is the reason you came to find me?"

"Go on." Harry raised his hand and threw something towards Draco.

Draco's skills have always been good. He shook the pendant he just received in his hand and raised his eyebrows: "Harry, do you want to say that you finally found out that you fell in love with me after five years?"

Harry directly picked up the nearest thing at hand and threw it towards Draco, while raising the corner of his mouth: "That's right, I suddenly found out that I have been secretly in love with you for five years, young master Draco."

Draco laughed loudly and lay on his back on the bed, carefully looked at the pendant Harry threw him for nearly a minute, then rubbed his eyes and muttered: "What is this?"

"Pendant."

"..."

nonsense!

Draco turned his head to stare at Harry.

Harry shrugged: "In view of the existence of the Malfoy patriarch, I think it's better for me to go first, and - Draco, this pendant must be carried with you."

By the time Draco reacted, the window of the bedroom was already wide open, the curtains were raised and lowered by the night wind, and the night was as unpredictable as Satan's eyes.

Carry?

Draco looked at the pendant in his hand, threw himself into the soft pillow, and muttered angrily: "...pretending to be mysterious..."

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"My lord, it's time for us to leave." Lena quietly appeared next to Harry, looked up at the sky, "Time is running out."

Harry took the long black trench coat from Lena's hand and put it on his body, put his right hand on Lena's shoulder: "It's okay, just leave before dawn."

"Hmm." Lena smiled, "Are you going to try to accept the friendship of little Malfoy?"

Harry turned back to look at Draco's bedroom window, and smiled lowly: "Who knows..."

"My lord, it's your characteristic to be stubborn." Lena's words carried an obvious smile, and she turned her body slightly to protect Harry from the cold wind.

Harry noticed Lena's movements and smiled: "Lena, I haven't known what it's like to be sick for a long time."

"However, Lina is used to doing this." Lina's eyes were full of complicated sadness, "No matter what, the adult will always be just the child that the old master handed to Lina... always, without any Variety."

"Although I don't want to say that, but Lena, you are almost 30 years old, and you don't plan to find a man to marry?" Harry stepped forward and teased.

Lina's expression turned to crying in an instant: "My lord is going to abandon Lina? Woohoo, Lina is so pitiful... Woooooo... I really miss the peace and quiet of an adult who was still a baby back then." The way she looks in Lina's arms... Woohoo, it's really not cute when you grow up..."

Harry rubbed his forehead lightly, laughing dumbly.

The figures of the two gradually blurred as they walked quickly, but even Lena didn't notice the strange look in Harry's eyes the moment he turned around.

***——***—***Professor will be on stage soon, come out and welcome (＾▽＾)***——***——***

"Ah... Godfather? Well, good evening, Godfather." Draco opened the door and widened his eyes in surprise when he saw the man in black behind his father, and then immediately reacted and saluted.

"Your godfather just has time to come over today. Let's check your homework together. Xiaolong, as the heir of the Malfoy family, you can't relax even during the holidays, understand?" When family members speak, they are always less sharp and smooth and more soft and straightforward.

"Yes!" Draco almost forced himself to suppress his joy. In this world, he admired his father and godfather the most!

The perfect nobleman, the perfect Slytherin!

Lucius nodded in satisfaction, and opened the book that Draco was reading before...

Severus ignored the platinum father and son who were asking and answering, but walked to the window, wiped the window sill casually, and then paused.

He has been here?

Turning around sharply, Severus scanned the room with a sharp gaze, and finally found what looked like silver metalwork under the slightly messy pillow.

Sneaking into Malfoy Manor just to give Draco this thing?

Severus was leaning against the window, his fingers lightly slid over the wooden window frame at hand, as if he touched something unconsciously, his dark eyes widened slightly for a moment.

Flicking his fingers over the bump again, Severus concentrated on the notch that felt clearly new to the touch.

【Professor, good evening~】

Severus' eyebrows twitched invisibly, and the nick was ruined quietly with a few forceful strokes of his nails back and forth.

In the new semester, it seems that there are more meaningful things than teaching those brainless idiots.

Harry Potter.

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