[HP] Marriage relationship

Draco's feelings for Alan have undergone many changes, from admiring his appearance at the beginning, to being content with his care, and now, he himself can't tell whether he likes him more or loves him more , but no matter which one it is, Draco always has an idea of ​​wanting to live with the other party for the rest of his life, although he is not obliged.

Because he has always had a question in his heart, this question lies between the two, and the relationship between the two cannot go any further without an answer.

Why on earth did Alan treat him so well?

Is it just because of the marriage contract between the two?

Draco, who had been so thankful that Alan had come to him because of the marriage contract, was beginning to resent it for making it hard for him to read Alan's mind.

He has been hesitating, afraid that the answer he got is not what he wants, so he has been avoiding talking about it, trying to avoid this question.

Anyway, the engagement has always been there, Draco thought, so Alan would never leave him no matter what.

The passages on both sides of the maze are three tall, thick and heavy boulders. In some places, the tops are tightly covered by fast-growing vines. The sky is so dark that people can't tell the direction. Magical creatures that are only ready to sneak attack.

As the magic circle collapsed faster and faster, some boulders could no longer stand, and they would fall to the ground with a bang at some point, throwing up a cloud of dust, which was hard to guard against, and they might be crushed underneath if they were not careful.

Draco was protected by Alan along the way, but he was not injured, but he cut his clothes while avoiding a rock that shattered from half his waist.

"Damn it," Draco held his ripped sleeve in distress, the gems on the cuff buttons were crushed under the rubble, "I just ordered the clothes." After wearing it for a long time, he died.

Alan panted softly, stretched out his hand and released a small snake to explore the way ahead, so as not to be attacked suddenly like just now.

Draco was still looking at the gravel at his feet with regret, eager to dig out the cufflinks.

"Let's go." Alan tugged on Draco's sleeve lightly.

"Oh... that's the set you gave me a few days ago, it's so pretty." Draco muttered.

"It's not me who is under the pressure." Alan said.

Draco shook off his hand and shouted at him, "What are you talking about!"

Alan realized that he seemed to have said something wrong, so he carefully shook Draco's hand, and tentatively said, "I'll give you a new set when I go back?"

"Two sets," Draco bargained, "plus the one we spotted in London."

"Okay." Alan nodded bluntly. He has always been generous to Draco, and he doesn't need these luxuries himself anyway.

"Also, don't say stupid things like being crushed by stones." Draco held Alan's hand back, solemnly, "You can only be crushed by me."

"……OK."

Time passed minute by minute, and the gloomy environment made people feel depressing. Alan walked out from a blocked passage and shook his head at Draco.

Draco marked the entrance of the passage with a marker pen, indicating that this road was blocked, and then walked the opposite road with Alan.

They have been in for more than two hours, because they can't use magic spells to find people, so they have to try almost every road, marking many forks.

But the strange thing is that after so long, they didn't see any of them, nor did the search and rescue personnel who came in together before. Only a few magical creatures that came out occasionally were also dealt with by Alan.

Walking into a dead end, Draco was about to exit, but suddenly there was the sound of being knocked down by a heavy object on the opposite side of the wall. A vague female voice came over. Draco raised his eyebrows, and it was Hermione Granger's voice, she should be attacked by some magical creature, but listening to the sound, she is fine.

"Dead end?" Alan watched Draco come out with a disappointed face, a little strange, they had encountered many dead ends before, and they had never seen Draco's expression.

Of course he didn't know that Draco was pitying why the magical creature failed to sneak attack.

"Dead end, let's go to the other side." Just as Draco finished speaking, the boulder blocking the passage behind him shattered with a 'boom'.

Then there was a girl crying for help.

"Unlucky." Draco frowned, "Sure enough, Gryffindors are idiots." Knowing that the wall would collapse, he didn't hide.

"Are you going to save her?" Alan knew from Draco's words that it was Gryffindor, Draco's least favorite academy.

Draco found that Alan was asking for his opinion very seriously, in other words, as long as he answered 'no', then Alan would definitely turn around and leave regardless of that Gryffindor's life or death.

It was only at this time that Draco realized Alan's indifference so clearly. For people who had nothing to do with him, even death in front of him might not move him.

But Draco was the opposite of him. When he encountered this situation, his first reaction was to save people, even if it was the dying Gryffindor he hated.

"Go and have a look." Draco shrugged and found a reason for himself, "Anyway, he came in to save people."

He didn't know, Alan smiled when he saw his back going to save people, and his heart was full - why is Draco so cute and kind.

In fact, Alan is not a bad person who will not save people, he just maintains a consistent indifferent attitude towards things that have nothing to do with him. When Draco made it clear that he wanted to save people, this matter had something to do with him.

So Draco has always been the dominant one between the two.

Alan raised his foot and was about to follow, but a huge sense of crisis suddenly came to his mind. He looked around, ignoring the relentless scolding between Draco and the Gryffindor girl, and the surrounding was eerily quiet .

He pressed the jumping right eyelid, trying to call back the little snake he just released, but he couldn't find the connection with it, it seemed to be swallowed by something, and there was a nasty smell nearby smell.

"Alan." Draco called him from a distance, "Come and help me, I can't lift this thing."

Because Hermione Granger was worried about the safety of her friend Harry, she invited herself into the maze to save people. Unexpectedly, she was separated from her companions shortly after entering. The maze was in a mess. She could barely figure out the direction, and was attacked several times during the period. The last time she managed to knock out the magical creature, she was about to lean against the wall to rest for a while when the wall collapsed, she couldn't dodge it, a big cut was made in her right hand, and her left leg was also smashed to the bottom by a huge stone.

Because of the magic circle that absorbs magic power, she couldn't even send out a distress signal. She thought she could only lie under the stone and wait, but who knew that in the next second, her opponent appeared in the dust flying all over the sky. The beautifully shaped eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's a pity that the dignified Miss Know-it-all was defeated by a stone."

Hermione could hardly speak from the pain, and could only roll her eyes at her enemies one after another.

After digging the man out of the rocky ground, Draco had a hard time. It seemed immoral to leave her here, but it was even more impractical to take her with him.

"Let's go, go to the warriors first, I'll just wait here." Hermione realized Draco's embarrassment, so she took the initiative.

"Are you stupid?" Draco frowned, staring at her incredulously, "Granger, did you come in to feed those magical creatures?"

"You!" Hermione also stared, and was about to refute immediately.

"Draco," Alan touched his face, "she was seriously injured and can't stay here anymore, you follow her guiding crystal and find the nearest exit to send her out."

"What about you?" Draco asked.

"I'll stay and continue looking for someone," Alan said.

He stretched out his hand to pull out a hair, and the forearm-long hair turned into a small snake in his palm. The little snake, which was only a little thicker than the hair, was golden in color, and it crawled up to Deira without a hitch. On Ke's shoulder, he spat out the letter happily.

"Let it follow you," Alan gave Draco the little snake that his hair turned into, and then, without waiting for Draco to refuse, put the silver-white pistol that Draco had coveted for a long time in his hand Li, "You used it before."

This is the only way to do it now, Draco walked up to Hermione, bent down and picked her up, walked two steps along the guiding crystal, looked back at Alan seriously and said, "I'll send her out, I'll come back and find you."

"Okay," Alan smiled at him and said, "I'll wait for you here."

Draco hurried away.

Alan was facing the direction he was leaving, and stood straight until he could no longer hear Draco's footsteps before turning around. At this time, the smile on his face had completely disappeared, leaving only indifference, his expression Looking in a certain direction coldly, he said coldly, "Come out."