[HP] Marriage relationship

Alan's bedroom was very close to the corridor. Passing through the corridor, one could see a marble staircase that turned downwards. The staircase was covered with intricately patterned carpets, and the handrails were all made of gilt material.

The banquet hall is bustling with people, waiters in neat uniforms are shuttled among them with trays, men and women in gorgeous and noble clothes are pushing cups and changing cups, and the prosperity of the court culture thousands of years ago can be vaguely seen, and all kinds of masks on their faces , It also shows that this is an extremely mysterious masquerade ball.

In fact, the so-called masquerade among nobles is just a cover. Could it be that one cannot recognize a person without seeing the face?

For a person, the hair color, the way he walks, the voice, and the body shape can all be seen.

The reason why there is a masquerade ball is to hope that everyone can have fun on an equal footing while pretending not to recognize others, and communicate freely without worrying about social status and other relationships.

When a person puts on a mask and approaches the banquet hall, it means that he is equal to everyone present.

The young man who was playing the piano in the corner of the banquet, his back was calm, his fingers nimbly danced on the black and white keys, and his movements were extremely elegant. He simply sat there and became the focus of the audience.

From time to time, a young girl in bright clothes walks past him holding a wine glass, hoping to get even a glance. However, the boy wearing a mask seems to be immersed in the sound of the piano, with the corners of his mouth slanted, looking serious as if the piano is his lover

Alan didn't go down the stairs, he recognized the boy early in the morning, that unique platinum blonde hair, besides Draco Malfoy, there was only his father, and there was no way Lucius Malfoy was here to play the piano .

"..." Alan was condescending, looking at Draco's back from a distance, with an inexplicable look on his face.

In the social circle of the last century, there was a famous handsome man who fell in love with a girl, but the disparity in status between the two made it impossible for them to be together. In the end, the girl left with her family. The man who never had the courage to express his feelings used He has written a tune for more than ten years, telling the girl his love with this melody.

The melody of this song is very simple, but it is full of emotion. Some people say it represents the love that cannot be obtained. Some people say that the girl did not leave with her family, but left this world, so it represents the lost love.

Alan's face was still indifferent, but he was slightly puzzled. No matter what his considerations were, his piece of music was very strange in this environment.

"Is that person your fiance? It looks like a little devil who hasn't grown up yet."

A girl's sneer suddenly came from beside him, and Alan turned his head. There was no displeasure on his face, but he replied quite seriously: "He is 14 years old this year."

This girl named Audrey is the same age as Alan, and she is Jelica's biological sister. She has blond curly hair and sky blue eyes very similar to Jelica. Ray's brother.

Unlike the innocent and lively Jelica, Audrey has an arrogant and domineering personality, arrogant and self-willed, and is different from other girls in the family who made marriage contracts early in the morning. She belongs to the same "insider" as Alan, and her status in the family is very high .

"Do you know why Barre held a masquerade ball?" Audrey asked, pulling the corners of her lips reluctantly.

Without waiting for Alan's answer, she spontaneously said the answer, "He also hopes that little Malfoy will recognize the wrong person. Although it has been confirmed, he is still not very willing to tie you to the Malfoy's house."

Alan glanced at her lightly, without any fluctuation in his heart, and tapped lightly on the railing with his slender and strong fingers.

"Oh," Audrey sneered, took two glasses of red wine from a passing waiter's tray, handed one of them to Alan, and said, "Draco Malfoy is the most outstanding heir in Britain in recent years. , Elegant, graceful... I have read his report card, which involves more than a dozen languages, and all of them are full marks..."

"What do you want to say?" Alan raised his glass and put it to his mouth, taking a sip. He had already drank a glass just now. Tonight's wine was a bit high, and there was already a thin blush on his face. It is very obvious on the face, but it is not visible under the cover of the mask.

"I want to tell you that at least there is no obstacle to your conversation. As for the deeper level," Audrey glanced at Alan sympathetically, "don't even think about British poetry, history, and religion. You can't even think about it in your own country. I don’t even know, but I’m full of old-fashioned German air.”

"I'm really worried about your future communication, that guy doesn't seem to have a good temper."

Alan's grades in these subjects are indeed not very good, and he has been studying in Germany since he was 11 years old. He spent the most plastic and most suitable age for boys in Germany, and he was inevitably contaminated by Germans. Habits, on the contrary, the generosity and openness of the French can hardly be seen in him.

On the contrary, his tall and straight stature and handsome appearance made him stand out among the group of tall and long-legged French teenagers.

Naturally, Draco couldn't hear the conversation between the two of them, but he felt the two gazes. After the song ended, Draco stood up and looked up to the second floor. The translucent veil couldn't cover Alan and O Drey's figure, so Draco smiled at the two of them politely.

Audrey's eyes lit up. The members of the Castell family are all good-looking, and they are the best among them, but this Mr. Malfoy, who was still a child in their eyes, is not inferior in the slightest, whether it is Appearance and demeanor are superior.

"I'll try him for you." Audrey glanced at Alan with a smile, twisted his waist and hired Tingting to go downstairs.

But she was doomed to be disappointed. Draco was in a bad mood and didn't want to dance with others, so he diverted the topic elsewhere with a few words. In the sofa.

Alan stood on the second floor and looked at it for a long time, his expression remained unchanged. He stood by the railing and drank glass by glass. After a while, the small round table at his hand was filled with empty wine glasses.

After thinking about the butler's instructions, he went down anyway.

The banquet was surrounded by translucent veils. Behind the veils were small round tables and small sofas. Suddenly, someone grabbed his arm. Alan's expression darkened and he was about to break free when he heard the boy behind him chuckle. He was stunned. After a while, he obediently allowed the people behind him to lift the veil and drag him inside.

"Alain de Casdeil?" The boy seemed to have drunk a lot of wine, and a strong sweet smell floated between the two of them while speaking, "Is that you?"

Alan pursed his lips tightly. He looked down at the arm held by the boy. There was a very beautiful hand on it, with fair skin and well-defined joints, like the most carefully crafted artwork by a sculptor, glowing under the wall lamp. Porcelain white light.

The hand released Alan's arm for just a moment, and pressed it against the wall beside him.At this time, Alan realized that he was pressed against the wall by the boy. The boy was only a little shorter than him, and the two outstretched hands just surrounded him. There was almost no gap between them. Between contact and breathing, the atmosphere is instantly ambiguous.

Silver and black, the light gold and bright golden hair exposed behind the mask look very harmonious.

"Sir, you are drunk." Alan tilted his head, took a deep breath, and tried not to lose his composure. The two were about the same height, both over 1.8 meters tall. Alan felt that he was about to suffocate. They almost stick to the wall, barely leaving a gap.

"Sir?" Draco seemed to hear something unbelievable, he laughed a few times, reached out and took off his mask and threw it aside, those sharp eyes were directly fixed on Alan!

"You don't know me?" Draco approached, he was younger than Alan, but he crushed him to death in terms of momentum, like a king, the boy stretched out two fingers and squeezed tightly Holding Alan's sharp chin, he forced him to look at himself, "Look carefully, I'll just say it once, Draco Malfoy, I am - your fiancé, your future husband!"

Alan had to admit that Draco Malfoy was a very handsome boy. At the banquet, he behaved elegantly and moved forward and retreated with certainty. There were several layers of girls around him.But now he looks extremely embarrassed, his suit jacket is missing, his simple white shirt has several folds, and the top two buttons are unbuttoned. On the exposed skin, his well-shaped collarbone is slightly raised, and his hair is also a little messy. , In this way, the wanton publicity of the mask has faded away, but it is more real.

"Mr. Malfoy, you're drunk." Alan lowered his eyes and didn't look at him, even though Draco's jaw was tightly squeezed.The pain that couldn't be ignored deepened little by little, and Alan knew that his jaw was probably already blue, and he didn't know why Malfoy went crazy, the force was a little too strong.

"The wine in your manor is too full-bodied, a little on the top."

Draco still smiled lowly, he was indeed drunk, otherwise he would never be so rude, but under the influence of alcohol, he didn't want to suppress his emotions at all.

It is simply that Alan's appearance is in line with his aesthetics. Draco pulled off Alan's mask. He looked at the perfect face in front of him with misty eyes, full forehead, half-closed deep and narrow black eyes, and long curls. The eyelashes fluttering constantly, the elegant and perfect lines of the neck, and the proper jawline.

"I'll help you to rest." Alan was about to straighten up as he said that, Draco's probing eyes almost made him unable to hide, and some things that were originally prepared were tightly pressed in his heart because of the master's retreat.

Draco pursed his lips indiscriminately, pressed Alan against the wall again, and leaned into his ear and asked, "What do you think about our marriage contract?"

It's not that Alan can't break free from him, after all, he is three years older than Draco, and his magic power is stronger, but remembering what the butler once told him, he still relaxes his body and lets Draco approach him.

It's just that the body is inevitably a little stiff.

"This is the family's decision." The young man's voice was cold and alienated, just like himself, still indifferent in such an environment.

"Hehe," Draco raised his eyebrows to look at him, and said, "Have you ever heard a saying, dear Alan, you can live your life according to what you want, instead of blindly following the family's decision."

Alan froze for a moment, he didn't expect such words to come from a Malfoy's mouth, Draco Malfoy can stand here today, isn't it because of his family?

He was a little confused, and murmured: "What?"

Draco was still close to Alan's ear, and his warm breath was directly on the blond boy's neck, making him shiver slightly.

"Like... falling in love with me." Draco said, kissing the side of Alan's slender neck lightly.

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