[HP] Marriage relationship

"What did you say to her just now?" Draco was furious, and his voice was not happy.

"Audrey?" Alan thought for a while, and there was nothing to hide, so he replied, "I think maybe she knows more about relationships."

Draco was about to explode with anger, "Then it's the same for you looking for me, how do you know that I don't know as much as she does, and what's more, if you discuss it, you can discuss it, and...she...you still let me She put her hand here, I thought it was my place!"

Speaking of the latter, Draco's tone was filled with grievances. He frowned, pouted, and poked Alan's chest with his fingers. It didn't hurt, but every time it fell to the point, there was a strange numbness on the contrary. , extending from the fingers to the whole body like a spider web.

In any case, Draco was always different in Alan's heart. His status was not only detached, but definitely above everyone else.

"Your appearance will affect my performance in the exam." After complaining a lot, Draco concluded his speech.

This accusation is very serious. Alan didn't know why the topic turned to Draco's performance in the exam, but he still hurried forward to appease him. If you do too many things, you will become familiar with it.

As soon as he made the mouth shape of "I was wrong", Alan swallowed before the words came out. He almost forgot that Draco must not say these words when Draco is making a fuss, otherwise he will have a series of Asking you in a nonchalant manner, "You are wrong, where are you wrong, you are not wrong at all, how could you be wrong..."

Then, without looking back, he ran all the way to another endless loop that couldn't be persuaded no matter how hard he tried.

Next, Draco turned over old accounts very carefully. He remembered clearly from childhood to sesame seed, and Alan always maintained a state of bewilderment and remorse on the surface.

If the mother-in-law sees it, she will definitely be gratified. Alan, who has never had a second expression since she was taught since childhood, has finally learned to express emotions at a deeper level without a teacher.

Alan suddenly felt that the current Draco was particularly like a fake, he was abnormal to the point of weirdness.

But no matter what, the two had had super-intimate contact before. Alan could tell at a glance whether it was the original or a fake. It was indeed Draco, but there was something weird about it.

"That's about it, I won't say anything more, Alan, do you know what's wrong?" Draco was finally satisfied.

Alan was still blindfolded, and said honestly: "Got it."

In fact, he didn't know anything, but it must be true to say so.

"You can't be this close to anyone other than me in the future," Draco said again.

"Yes." Alan naturally agreed.

"Then can you be my dance partner to accompany me to the Christmas ball?" Draco rolled his eyes and smiled.

"Of course—" Alan nodded habitually, and then he realized what he said, and he could see a sly smile on Draco's face when he looked up.

"You agree!" Draco shook his head happily, very proud, his eyes were fixed on Alan, and he curled his lips happily, "I'll just say what you said before I forgot something, the invitation is of course very welcome." Important, oh! Do you want a bouquet? I can order it now."

"No, no need." Alan shook his head, feeling a subtle feeling of wanting to beat Draco up, "You'd better go to study, the exam is important."

Any student facing a final exam would explode at the word 'exam', and Draco was no exception.Alan provoked the person who was fine just now away in a second.

There was another snowfall before Christmas, and the whole of Hogwarts was covered with thick snow. Every tower of the castle was covered with a small white hat, making it a silvery white.

After the heavy snow fell, there were fewer students active outside. When Alan took Durmstrang's students off the big ship and went to the castle for lunch, he had to work hard to open a way with magic spells. The so-called open way , It’s just to make the snow thinner. Although it’s easier to fall, it’s better than getting half of your body stuck in the snow with one leg.

By seven o'clock in the afternoon, the girls had largely disappeared, and when Krum returned to the dormitory, he told them that he had heard Fleur Delacour from Beauxbatons—the pretty silver-haired girl complaining about Hogwarts. Her food was so greasy that her gown didn't fit.

"Actually, we want to know what you are doing at Beauxbatons?" Lu Zuo said.

Everyone was digging into what Krum had to say to some Beauxbaton beauty, and Krum was just scratching his hair and giggling, or scratching his scalp, because it wasn't so much hair as it was a layer of stubble .

"However, the food at Hogwarts is really greasy. Their lamb chops seem to have been soaked in oil for months." A soft female voice suddenly sounded in their ears, everyone was startled, and turned around. Found out it was Apresh in costume.

The dance is about to begin.

This kind of dance is generally not very formal. After all, the main participants are still a group of students, but just because everyone is still a student, everyone puts all their efforts into adorning themselves.

The desire to relax just after the exam, and the desire to perform well in front of the person you like are all released in this dance.

Standing in front of a full-length mirror of equal height, Alan is carefully buttoning a small silver earring on his ear. In the center of the earring is a rice-sized opal. The golden-green stone reflects softly under the light of the fireplace. The non-glare light complements the silver rose pattern embroidery on the dress, making the whole temperament more noble and indifferent.

Because in a sense, Alan is Draco's "female companion". His clothing is not as aggressive as usual, but through the combination of color and tailoring, the neutral beauty of a boy of his age is completely It shows that the temperament of the whole person is more mellow and soft.

The young man in front of the mirror had exquisite eyebrows and eyes, and the color of the dress reflected in his pupils made him a little more agile and less sharp, like a sharp sword with a scabbard, without the blood color, it is more outstanding. dust.

It has to be said that Draco, who grew up with Narcissa, is indeed excellent in aesthetics. They all seem to be inconspicuous accessories, and they are inexplicably attractive when matched.

Alan was fiddling with his shoulder-length hair, awkwardly preparing to tie it up, but after tossing for a long time, he gave up and stroked it with a wooden comb a few times, letting them hang down in a natural and light state.

He hadn't had his hair cut in ages, and during his pre-adult years, the hair he'd shed would turn into little snakes uncontrollably, sure to horrify the barber.

He was meditating to himself, when there was a sudden commotion outside the door, some students shouted from downstairs, 'Malfoy is here, he just boarded the deck now'.

There was a smile on Alan's face unconsciously, and he turned to go out, but just as he turned around, a familiar itching suddenly came from his back, from the tailbone to the back of the neck.

Alan lifted his hair and turned his head to look. Sure enough, the restless Hydra mark had crawled out of the collar, and was wriggling those heads majestically, looking like a tree branch that had become a spirit.

"Get down!" Alan reprimanded softly, but for some reason, they usually stay under the clothes safely and refused to go back today. They bared their teeth and claws and spit snakes, and even the air in the room began to become colder due to their influence. tide.

He already knew how much Draco was looking forward to this dance, and Alan didn't want to disappoint him. He was not a patient person in the first place, and the time was short. He directly drove the mark to the bottom of the collarbone with his hand, which happened to be covered by the collar. Then the nails suddenly became longer and sharper, and a circle was drawn around the mark. The faint blue color of the tip of his nails was obviously poisonous, but it had no effect on Alan. He didn't seem to feel the skin being cut at all. The pain is the same, and the expression does not change.

The blood oozing from the wound quickly solidified, and the wound healed only leaving a shallow scar there.

It is estimated that the scar can only stay for a few hours, but this is enough, enough for the mark to be circled inside before the dance is over.

Alan adjusted his collar and hair for the last time, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, he left the room with Draco's urging sound.

The second hand ran past, like a jumping elf, the minute hand wandered slowly, and the hour hand followed tremblingly like an old man who could not walk. Finally, the minute hand reached the top, and the second hand whizzed by for a moment Without stopping, the hour hand is still moving slowly, moving towards a certain moment that everyone is looking forward to.

When Alan and Draco appeared at the top of the stairs side by side, there was a burst of cheers in Durmstrang's lounge. Alan looked down, and everyone was wearing colorful dresses, unlike the scarlet ones in the past. After a while, everyone stood up and bowed to salute.

It's like being greeted by their king.

Draco gave way to the other side, because he knew clearly that it was not him who made these excellent wizards willingly bow their heads.

"Hey, Your Majesty the King!" Draco held Alan's shoulders and walked down the red carpeted stairs.

Even though he knew that these people were not looking at him, he still enjoyed the feeling of being surrounded by everyone's eyes.

Alan tilted his head slightly to look at Draco, with soft eyes and a faint smile, he reached out to button up two buttons of Draco's suit jacket, in exchange for a soft kiss from Draco.

Draco pulled his hair back again, completely exposing his smooth and full forehead, and he used some kind of magic spell to make the hairstyle less oily and more unruly sexy.To be honest, a large number of people can't control this hairstyle, because it will not only make their face look like a pumpkin, but also expose their dangerous hairline.

But Draco didn't have to worry about that at all.

The style of the dress on him is similar to Alan's, and the ulterior tailoring makes him look a lot more mature than his actual age. He has a tall and straight figure, his legs wrapped in trousers are straight and slender, and he is wearing a pair of heeled leather shoes. Make him a little taller than his actual height.

Very scheming.

"There are still 10 minutes." All the Hogwarts students who were supposed to attend the dance appeared in the auditorium. They wore all kinds of dresses, stayed beside their dance partners, looked left and right to find their classmates, or exclaimed The auditorium was dressed up today, and the little fairy with the fragrance of roses kept walking, flying from one end to the other and circling in mid-air.

The heavy oak door opened wide, and Alan led Durmstrang's students in. Draco went to find his classmates first, and Beauxbaton's students also arrived one step ahead of them. Alan saw that Audrey was standing in a very obvious place, her slender figure was wrapped in a crimson dress, her face was painted with rich but not vulgar makeup, like a flame.

A high platform was raised in the center of the auditorium, and the original four long tables disappeared completely, turning into small round tables scattered irregularly around.

"Warriors, please come here!" Professor McGonagall from Hogwarts yelled. She also dressed herself carefully, but still exuded an ancient atmosphere from the inside to the outside. faded old curtains.

Draco separated from the crowd, squeezed to Alan's side, and held his hand tightly again.

"What should we eat? We can order today." Draco said with a smile, his face showed a kind of pure happiness, and a pair of clear blue eyes carefully watched Alan's expression.

Alan's heart beat fast for the word 'we', his eyes wandered from the glowing walls around him, a rose-colored elf flew among them and sprinkled some beautiful crystal powder, the light fragrance and virtue Laco's body is almost the same, but there are some inexplicable things missing.

Draco led Alan to the nearest round table and said, "Let's try French cuisine first."

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