[HP] Marriage relationship

"Alan, try this sea fish soup." Draco said that he didn't want to talk to Alan, but after the banquet started, he still moved the few French dishes that were far away on the table closer.

"Thank you." Alan glanced at him in surprise. Draco Malfoy had made great progress compared to when he was at Castell Manor, as if he had figured it out directly. Instead of rejecting it, he Take good care of him.

"Stop looking at me like that," Draco pouted, and said, "Although I'm not very satisfied, you are my fiancé after all, and it's my duty to take care of you."

After Draco sat next to Alan, he habitually put a few silence spells and anti-eavesdropping spells beside them, so the others at the table could only see Draco changing a few plates, but couldn't hear them clearly. The conversation between them, but that alone was enough to surprise them, after all, Draco had never seen Draco serving food.

It’s fine if it’s Krum, he’s a big star after all, and it’s not been a day or two since Draco likes him, but now Draco’s side is a very strange blond wizard, and he is still surrounded by a group of strong people. A particularly frail of the tall Durmstrang wizards.

A few Slytherin girls wanted to take a closer look at the mouth shapes of the two, but Draco spoke French in order to take care of Alan's language habits, so they couldn't tell anything, so they had to regret it.

"How?" Draco raised his eyebrows. He specially asked the elf to add this dish before the banquet started. He had eaten it several times when he was at Castell's house, and he felt that it should be Alan's favorite taste.

"Not very authentic." Alan put down the silver spoon, picked up a napkin to wipe his mouth, and commented seriously.

Draco never knew that such straightforward and choking sentences would appear in social situations, and Alan always had the ability to make him not know how to answer the words.

It also gave him the urge to throw this man to Ms. Matthew.

Draco found that Alan didn't seem to be against British food. He had been eating chestnut stuffing from the roast goose. The way he was waving the knife and fork seriously looked childishly cute.

"Eat less of this, it's not good for your health." Draco moved one dish away and put another in front of Alan, "Try this."

Alan nodded, obediently forked a piece of Black Forest cake from the plate, and ate it in small bites. He looked so obedient, and even Draco, who was choked by him just now, couldn't find anything more critical.

Draco has always disliked desserts, perhaps because Narcissa always fed him too many desserts and candies when he was a child, in short, he has always stayed away from these sweet and greasy things.

But watching Alan eat is a treat.

With white and well-articulated fingers, a slender neck, a graceful side face, and slightly upturned mouth corners, his every move not only has the lazy elegance unique to the French, but also has some rigor and rigidity.

Of course, this is not a shortcoming, but an advantage that distinguishes him enough from anyone else, beyond the ordinary.

A strand of blond hair broke free from the shackles of the headband and ran quietly to the mouth. It was so itchy that it would be eaten into the mouth by accident. Alan habitually stretched out his hand and tucked it behind the ear, but this time he didn't know what was going on. , dialed three times without success, the last time it was directly hooked on the earring.

"Don't move." Seeing that Alan was about to use violent means to forcefully pull his hair off, Draco was afraid that he would scratch his ears, so he quickly stopped Alan's movement, and leaned forward to help him gently free the blond hair hooked on the corner of the obsidian down.

Draco was so close that Alan could clearly feel his breath against his ears, warm and fresh, and Alan held his breath for fear of disturbing the warmth of this moment.

"I like you a little bit now." Draco sat up straight and smiled.

He found that Alan didn't move, and half of his face was stained with a thin layer of red. Not only was his mouth dry, he drank a large glass of pumpkin juice to react, and pushed the glass away with a contorted face.

"Yeah." Alan agreed softly, lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, and the redness on his face gradually faded.

While the two were silent, there was a sudden commotion around them.

The commotion was caused by the Beauxbatons girl who had kept her hijab on.In the middle of eating, she stood up and walked to the long Gryffindor table to take a plate of fish soup.

But halfway through, she took off the scarf that had been around her head, revealing her long silver hair and dark blue eyes that fell down to her waist. She looked so beautiful that the wizards in the hall were stunned. Even Krum, who looked over curiously, was a little dazed.

It was as if the pause button had been pressed in the whole hall, and everyone stared blankly at her face, like a stuck trap, or a stone man whose eyes were frozen by Medusa.

But there are always a few exceptions. Alan raised his head expressionlessly, glanced at her, and then turned around without interest.

"She should be a Veela, or have a Veela hybrid." Draco's interested voice came from next to his ear, and Alan glanced at him in surprise, and found that he was as completely unaffected as himself.

"Am I the kind of person who can't walk or even speak when I see a beautiful woman?" Draco snorted, and looked at Luo who was flushed and unable to speak. kindness.

Alan blinked, the blood of the Malfoy family was stronger than he imagined.

There was a chuckle from Ravenclaw, like a stone thrown into the lake, causing ripples and waking everyone up.

Audrey, who was not inferior in appearance to that girl, covered her lips and smiled lightly. Her big blue eyes seemed to be able to speak. She looked around and smiled at the girl who had returned to her: "Look at these people. I've never seen a girl before."

The witch she called 'Furong' also smiled, and chatted with her. The strange thing is, instead of being angry, the people around looked at them with fascination, and their eyes lingered on the outstanding appearance. and slender waist.

Only a group of witches glared at them.

Especially Pansy, who rolled his eyes and did not hide his emotions, "Pretending Frenchman."

"Pansy." Draco warned in a low voice. Her words spread too far, including Alan. No matter what, Alan was always his fiancé. After the two got married, Draco treated Alan There is a feeling that I can only bully myself.

Not to mention that he still has such a vague affection for Alan now.

"Draco, you like her?" Pansy asked in disbelief.

"Don't guess, Pansy," Draco said, he looked up at Alan, and seeing that he didn't look displeased, he whispered: "Don't let the guests see the joke."

"I'm sorry, do you still eat this plate of pancakes?" A shrill, slightly mean female voice sounded, it was Audrey, she walked to the long Slytherin table and did something similar to Fleur, but Her goals are clearly very clear.

Krum, who was watched by her, blushed suddenly, hesitating and speechless.

Pancakes are a German specialty, and they were specially prepared by Draco to please his fiancé, but he fell in love with them before he had time to show his courteousness.

Draco looked worried and was about to speak, but Alan took his hand and pulled it lightly, motioning him to keep quiet.

"Victor, why are you so stupid?" Audrey bent down, getting closer to Krum.Her wave-like blond hair swayed slightly, and the bottom even fell to Krum's knees. Her big blue eyes were pure and clear, and she looked at the wizard in front of her without blinking, and her eyes were full of charm.

Krum's face was flushed, he couldn't say a word, he just stared blankly at Audrey who was very close to him.

He always knew that Audrey liked him. Every time she went to Castell Manor, Audrey would approach him with various reasons. In fact, she just wanted to say a few words in the name of serving dishes like this. Things happened between them from time to time, but in front of so many people, Krum always felt a little embarrassed.

Not bewitched by the beauty, Krum knew very well that this was a completely different feeling from seeing Fleur just now.

Krum sneezed and warned himself over and over again in his heart to calm down. He couldn't accept Audrey's liking. He still had another person in his heart, which was unfair to Audrey.

"This is German food, are you used to it?" Blaise interjected appropriately, with no winks.

Audrey glanced at him lightly, snorted and said, "Sooner or later, won't you get used to it?" Then she took the plate away.

"What does she mean?" Blaise asked. Seeing that Krum didn't answer, his playboy nature was exposed, and he said to himself: "What a beautiful girl, with a thin waist and long legs, and a good walking posture, but it's a pity that her chest is a bit flat. , but it has great potential for development—”

In the middle of his speech, seeing Krum looking at him murderously, he stopped in time, and asked without thinking: "Did I say something wrong?"

"No, you're right." Krum said in a rough voice, his voice was hoarse, and it seemed that the cold was getting deeper.

"I think you two are quite a match." Blaise said with a smile, suddenly felt a little dangerous, but it seemed that it was only for a moment, and this feeling disappeared.

Audrey, who had been paying attention to the movement here after returning to the Ravenclaw long table, smiled, and looked away in satisfaction.

By the way, he also removed the little curse that was casually placed on Blaise when he was talking about it just now.

"Brace will die on this mouth sooner or later." Draco shook his head, he and Alan had fully witnessed the whole process, including Audrey's little jinx.

"It deserves it." Alan fiddled with the oversized steak on the plate, his thin eyebrows were all tangled together, and he was extremely distressed.

"That's right!" Draco raised his eyebrows happily, and happily followed Alan's words to humiliate his friend. He then divided the steak on Alan's plate into two pieces, and forked one of them onto his own plate.

"But what's the matter with them?" Draco asked Alan beside him.

One is a cousin and the other is a good friend, but there is a dark and turbulent feeling between them no matter how you look at it.

Alan glanced at Krum, lowered his head to eat the small rolls that Draco gave him on the plate, and said softly, "It's a bad debt."

"Tsk tsk, this cousin of yours is not at all the same as the one in Castell's house, she's a bit too strong, almost like a man." Draco shook his head, very fresh.

Alan snorted with his nose, took the last bite of food with satisfaction, put down the tableware, wiped his mouth, and looked at Principal Dumbledore who was about to speak.

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