[Comprehensive] Nanny code

"Ahem, I think we need to bring the topic back." Harry cleared his throat, Pansy rolled his eyes at him, she still felt very upset, she was the mistress of the Malfoy family.

"Then what exactly should I do?" Draco blinked, he was a more pragmatic kid, of course, only sometimes.

"Maybe send Professor Lanster some nice flowers?" Hermione suggested, which Pansy immediately vetoed.

"That's too old-fashioned, it's better to give beautiful jewelry."

"I said, neither of these things would be liked by Professor Lanster, that's what girls love." Blaise shrugged.

"Everyone likes pretty things, and you like pretty girls and little boys yourself, Blaise." Pansy glared at his friend.

Blaise scratched his cheek blushing a little, and Harry unconsciously pulled Draco behind him.

"Harry, I can't see everyone." Draco said suspiciously.

All eyes were on Potter, who Harry was jealous of. The latter blushed and coughed again, but Draco didn't seem to know why, and instead asked worriedly: "Harry, are you sick?" ?"

"No, no," Harry mumbled.

Blaise winked at the blond little beanie, "Draco, your partner needs a kiss right now."

Draco looked at Blaise suspiciously, then raised his little hand, held Harry's cheek, and kissed Harry's cheek.

"If you need my kisses, you can tell me, Harry, you always have my kisses," Draco said with a smile.

"Oh, Draco, don't say that." Harry blushed even more, but also gave a contented goofy smile.

"Can we still have a good discussion?" Neville asked slowly.

"Of course, stop showing affection now, you two, it is strictly forbidden for you to do so." Hermione knocked on the quilt, warning the sweet two peas.

"Well, although I don't know what I did to make you feel unbearable." Draco wrinkled his nose, and Harry couldn't help but kissed his eyebrows again, because Draco was so cute up.

"Enough." Even Ron couldn't help moaning.

"I think the most important thing is to let the two of them have more contact." Crabbe made a rare and reliable proposal, and Hermione nodded, agreeing with him.

"One is a professor and the other is a student. This identity seems full of taboos and sweetness!" Pansy sighed, her big eyes sparkling a little.

"I think I need to tell your dad to stop ordering you those Muggle romance novels, Pansy, which, to be honest, are beyond your age, and it says don't read the following."

Pansy pouted at Blaise, "I didn't read it, I just read it, and I don't know many words."

"Then how do you understand it?" Hermione became curious.

"Let's guess. You know, love stories are always those routines. By the way, I'll tell you that the most popular one is the forbearance type. I love you, but I won't let you know."

"Isn't that referring to Professor Apep and Lanster?" Ron interjected.

"That's right." Pansy smiled and showed her small white teeth.

"What else did it say?" Hermione urged her.

"...you don't want to know." Pansy lowered her voice, looking a little mysterious.

"Tell me, Pansy, I want to know," Draco begged, blinking his big eyes and pursing his lips.

"This genre always ends in tragedy." Pansy spread her palms and sighed by the way.

All Douding fell silent, and Pan Xi made another stab at him, "Besides, the person up there has a pretty face."

"Love has nothing to do with looks." Harry said with difficulty.

"Even if you and Apep are on good terms, Harry, this is a society that looks at faces, and so does the wizarding world. If you are too ugly, Draco will definitely not take a fancy to you." Blaise pointed out sharply Come.

Harry froze for a moment, then remembered what they had been arguing about during the day, and because Draco was always prone to misleading the subject, he basically forgot about it.

"Draco..." Harry opened his mouth to say something, but the door was suddenly pushed open. A small desk lamp, and outside the door, even the light was not turned on, a huge greasy bat stood there, the timid Ron was already screaming, the sound made Hermione embarrassed to scream up.

"It's so late, why don't you little monsters go to your own bed." Severus, who was now regarded as a big bat, said Snape, his voice was gloomy.

Draco guessed that his godfather must have been developing potions just now, and it seemed that he had encountered obstacles, so he was in a bad mood!

"Professor, we are leaving, good night, professor!" Blaise dragged Ron to be the first to escape, and Pansy also pulled Hermione to move his body bit by bit, passing by Snape. At that time, he took his hand and kissed it, bent his eyes and ran away quickly.

"Why haven't you three returned to your room?" Snape shifted his gaze to Neville and the three of them, and Neville's blushing Longbottom replied dryly.

"Professor, my leg is numb."

Crabbe and Goyle glanced at each other, then both reached out their hands, put Neville on it, and carried the stiff Longbottom boy stumbling back to his bedroom.

"Now, where are you two?" Snape asked again, his eyes lingering on the two little monsters sticking together like sugar lumps, and one of them was his godson who was pretty smart before, and now, He looked as goofy as Potter.

"Well, Godfather, I'm just a little cold."

Draco muttered, and then quickly climbed onto his bed with his bare feet. When Blaise ran away, he kicked his slippers somewhere, and Draco could understand his mood at that time, after all Not everyone can stand a Godfather with greasy hair, bad mood, and gloomy appearance.He decided to forgive his behavior tomorrow if Blaise gave him the little pudding.By the way, he had to ask Harry to find his slippers in the morning, he didn't want to keep running around barefoot, that would be rude.

Draco's mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about things that Snape thought were boring and long-winded.

Snape walked over, drew out his wand, cast a warming charm on the two small beds, then turned off the lamp and left the door.

After a while, Harry heard a soft voice calling to him.

"Harry, I want to sleep with you."

Potter, grinning, flipped off the quilt neatly, and got into the other's quilt with his bare feet.

Draco frowned when he heard the "slapping" sound, "Did you just run here without your shoes on?"

"But you don't have shoes on either."

"I was in an extraordinary situation, my slippers were missing." Draco said angrily.

"Okay, my fault." Harry got up again, and Draco tugged at the sleeve of his pajamas suspiciously, asking, "Where are you going?"

"Go and do it again with your shoes on." Harry said pitifully, and Draco giggled, then quickly covered his mouth.

"Hush, you can't be discovered by the godfather." In the dark night, only a faint moonlight came in through the curtains, but Harry could see that Draco's bright eyes were like the moon that only belonged to their room Same, and still two.

He grabbed the other's little hand, and nestled under the quilt contentedly and happily again, and the two began to chatter.

The author has something to say: I can’t stop the urge to sprinkle sugar after writing these two =v=