HP, don't come here

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The preparations for the wedding were hasty. Among the complaints of Lucius and Narcissa, yes, Narcissa, who couldn't bear to blame her son, finally became dissatisfied with her son's outrageous behavior.

How can you be so impatient about getting married?You should get engaged first, then give gifts, and then slowly choose a wedding date, choose a good day, slowly think about who should be invited, where and how to hold the wedding, and what scale of the wedding... All of these must be thought out before yes.

In Narcissa's heart, even the first song at the wedding should be carefully considered.

And these two people even wrote a letter saying that they would get married as soon as they returned from the holiday.

God knows, it will be a holiday in a week.

It's understandable that Aubrey's child is messing around, she has always been unexpected, and this letter was written by Draco, and his son has taught him the noble manners that he has worked so hard for so many years, Malfoy The façade of the family has been completely thrown away!

Forget it, let them mess around, she doesn't want to care about it anymore.

You get busy as soon as you are on vacation, God knows how many sets of clothes you have changed, Lucius and Narcissa have told you countless times about the precautions for the wedding, and it is finally ready to be finalized.

Before going to bed, Draco suddenly had a huge sense of unreality, and he stared at you, silent for a long time.

"Hey, Miss Malfoy."

You just looked up at him and smiled at him.

"What? What advice does our excellent little Malfoy have?"

His silence followed.

You raise your eyebrows.

"Why don't you speak?"

He stretched out his hand and slowly moved it towards your cheek, his hand trembling in the air uncontrollably, you sighed, stretched out your hand to hold his hand, and placed it on your face.

"What's the matter, Draco, you seem to be restless lately?"

Draco stared at you, he always stared at you today, as if every look was the last.

"Will we be together forever, Aubrey?"

Draco was a coward, and Draco didn't want to leave Aubrey.

The memories Voldemort gave him almost drove him crazy. He seemed to have experienced the pain himself, but at the same time, he seemed to have you by his side at every moment of his life. He was happy and painful.

He couldn't get rid of it, just like the fear that had been with him before.

100,

When the wedding was about to start, Draco suddenly felt sleepy, and he staggered forward.

The flower pinned to his chest fell, and the round-faced little wizard passing by picked it up and returned it to him with a helpless smile.

"We're going to get married soon, why is the groom still so out of his mind?"

Draco nodded to her palely, and took the flower after thanking him. He didn't even have the energy to ask the kind little wizard's name, but trembling, he couldn't pin the flower anyway.

Boundless darkness surrounded him in an instant, his limbs were heavy, he didn't even have the ability to struggle, he could only sink into an endless sinking.

His brain seemed to be suppressed by something, and thinking became a difficult thing, but he still couldn't help but think of the silver-haired girl, and he greedily sketched her appearance in his mind, as if hungry The thirsty man who was about to die finally met the clear spring.

This endless fall seems to have finally come to an end. He raised his eyelids with difficulty, and there was a blurry color block in front of him.

He was not in a hurry, and slowly waited for the scene in front of him to become clear.

I seem to be an old guy already, Draco thought helplessly.

After that day he knew.

The five senses slowly returned to his body. He felt the stiffness of his body, the dryness of his limbs, and the layers of wrinkles on his face.

How long have you been asleep?

Draco slowly scanned everyone in the room as he thought.

My son, Scorpius Malfoy, does make the old man proud of me, but he'd better stop looking like a little girl with red eyes.

I'm an old guy, and I can't pick him up and spin him around to make him happy like he did when he was a kid.

The girl next to him and the little guy, can't remember the name.

It's not necessary, after all I have other important things to remember, Draco thought mischievously.

And that Potter, goddamn Potter, is an old thing and whimpers, it's boring.

I really want to roll his eyes at him, but I'm Draco Malfoy, and I don't do such immature things.

Everyone looked at Draco with red eyes, and Draco's eyes dangled among many people, and finally settled on Scorpius.

Scorpius stepped forward immediately, although he was not too far away from Draco.

Draco opened his mouth and said slowly.

"Hey... talking to everyone is too much work... so... Potter, I don't want to go to the trouble of talking to you..."

The old Potter glared at Draco helplessly and angrily, and Ron laughed like he met Draco for the first time.

He glanced at Potter, then at Ron, and then to his son.

Hehe, if it weren't for lack of strength, I must say it again, red hair, old robe, you must be Weasley, Draco thought angrily.

"Scorpius... my proud son, you promise me..."

Tears rolled down Scorpius' eyes immediately, and he held his old father's wrinkled and withered hand.

"Yes, father, if you wish..."

"If you have the chance...you must help me kick the Potter kid..."

Better to put it in the family tree, Draco thought proudly.

Scorpius:?

"Hey! Don't even think about it!" Old Potter looked at Draco dissatisfied.

"Also, take my dearest..." Draco had no strength to look back at old Potter, otherwise he would have given him a hard look.

Scorpius: "Is it my mother's portrait, good good father!"

"No, my wand..." Draco looked at his son, Astoria, a good girl with a sense of humor.

Scorpius:?

Scorpius brought the wand according to his words, and put it gently in Draco's hand.

Draco gripped the wand tightly as if looking at the love of his life.

Long time no see, my Aubrey.

He turned his head hard and looked at Old Potter.

I used to have a splendid student life with you, but, stupid Potter, I just won't tell you.

He thought triumphantly, and threw a meaningful smile at old Potter.

Harry didn't even think about what Draco's smile meant until he died, and he reminded his children to pay attention to Malfoy's house.

"It is the wand that chooses the wizard."

It was Aubrey who chose me.

This stubborn and proud old man finally shed tears before his death, and then slowly closed his eyes.

[I bid farewell to the past, the memories that haunt me with fear, and walk into new life with a smile]

☆, end chapter

101,

Everything around him became light, and he also became light, and he flowed slowly with those broken times.

He saw the dilapidated shop, and saw himself holding an ordinary-looking wand, with a white crystal light emerging from the tip of the wand, as if he was singing happily.

He saw that he was disconvinced and looked at Hermione, who already had a slightly pointed match stick, sweating on his head and waving the wand, watching the match in front of him gradually become a silver needle with exquisite carvings, he was provocative and arrogant. Looking around frantically, the wand flickered quietly.

He saw himself standing in front of his father, fighting back tears, practicing the spell again and again.

He saw the sky covered by green skulls, and saw Muggles shouting and running in all directions. He pretended to be calm, but his hand was tightly clutching his wand, and his palms were sweating uncontrollably.

He saw himself crumpled and crying in the mirror, in the room, in the corner, the wand like a useless, soulless stick.

He saw him and Harry confronting each other again and again, he saw them make trouble for each other, he saw Harry come flying out of the flames on his broom and take his hand.

He saw a beautiful golden unicorn cub that he saw many years ago.

He closed his eyes and kissed the forehead of the sleeping unicorn cub.

The cub slowly opened its eyes and looked around blankly.

She stood up, kicked her legs, and ran into a dense forest.

Just like that person.

She overcame thorns and thorns, came to his side hurriedly, and became his most valiant and fearless knight.

Opening his eyes again, under a bright sun, Aubrey smiled at him.

You: How should I tell my partner that he doesn't care?very urgent.

The bouquet was thrown out, and everyone wanted to know who was the lucky one who caught the bouquet.

The little wizard who had never seen before raised his hand tremblingly.

"What's your name?" You looked at her funny.

"Xiu... Xiu Xiu Jiang."

?

It doesn't matter, you haven't seen such a big storm.

You coughed twice, held Draco's hand and cast a lucky charm for this lucky little wizard.

Ron suddenly raised his head from the small cake covered with hazelnut sauce: "What sauce!" A pair of glowing eyes looked at the little wizard.

Xiu Xiujiang:? ?

Hermione moved away from Ron quietly.

Under the bright sunshine, you look at each other and see each other's future.

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