[HP] When the arrogant young master meets a black-bellied girl

Like her cat named Kurolo, she likes a warm fireplace, hot milk, and the lazy afternoon sun.

He didn't give kisses or hugs when he got awkward, but when he was asleep, he sneaked into the boys' dormitory, got into his bed, got into his arms, and secretly left a kiss on his face.

Draco, who was supposed to be sleeping soundly, threw off the quilt and covered himself and Roy completely under the quilt.

Roy stared wide-eyed in astonishment, and it took him a while to react, and lowered his voice and asked, "De, Draco... aren't you asleep?"

"I woke up when you cast Alahoo Hole/Open on the opposite door, and I gave Bryce a Sleeping Curse by the way." Draco's magnetic voice was slightly hoarse when he first woke up, and the end of the wand emitted fluorescence, shining brightly. Looking at his unusually handsome face, the half-opened gray eyes are still a little sleepy, the blond hair is slightly messy/matched on the forehead, and the nightgown is slightly open, revealing his attractive collarbone and faint pectoral muscles.

Draco now looks lazy, with indescribable sex/sensuality.Looking at his appearance, Roy was a little absent-minded, as if Draco had been enchanted, and he exuded an irresistible fatal attraction.

Draco supported his head with one hand, allowing Roy's hot eyes to linger on him unscrupulously. After a while, he hooked his lips and asked, "Does it look good?"

Roy shifted his gaze to another place in embarrassment, "It's okay..."

Draco chuckled and stroked her face, "I'm surprised how you didn't come in without being noticed."

"Dad gave me an invisibility cloak when I was in first grade." Roy's hands went around behind him.

He smiled lowly, his warm breath fell on Roy's face, "Christina, are you seducing me by running into my bed in the middle of the night?"

"That's not it..." Roy hid his blushing face in Draco's chest, "I just want to be the first one this year to wish you a happy birthday..."

"Well... so you gave me yourself?" Draco's slender fingers lingered on Roy's hair, "I like this gift... I really want to see you on the first day of my birthday." Very happy, also wish you, happy birthday, Christina."

"It's really unbelievable, Draco... I mean, it's a wonderful fate to share your birthday." Roy raised his head again, looking at Draco's eyes that were as thick as honey. Thick and sweet emotions, "I met you, I was lucky/lucky to get acquainted with each other, and fell in love, as if it was destined...even though I hated you a little at first."

"Hate me?" Draco raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Then when did you fall in love with me?"

"When did you fall in love with you..." Roy frowned slightly in confusion, but soon stretched it out again, with a faint smile on his lips, "I don't know, it probably happened somewhere One day, I suddenly realized that all the gentle things in this world remind me of you."

Like a long rain in London, in the dark and damp corner, a flower blooms quietly in this fine infiltration.

"Christina..." Draco's fingers ran into her hair, his voice was low and gentle, fascinating, like the attraction of gravity, he wanted to get closer to him every second, "I'm so happy... If you can Just be with you forever."

"Then we'll be together forever..." Roy smiled innocently, with a soft tone, "Draco, can we make an agreement? We will celebrate every birthday and festival together in the future. "

As soon as the words fell, Roy was pressed under Draco's body, and his lips were instantly covered with tenderness.The lingering deep kiss caused the body to tremble for a while, and the tip of the tongue lingered on every inch of each other's fine and soft lines.

Roy and Draco were together, they held hands, they hugged, they kissed, everything came naturally, but Draco had never been more intimate than a kiss.Even though his kiss had blurred Roy's eyes, his hands never passed Roy's body in a silk nightgown.His hands were so neatly placed around Roy's waist.

Roy even used her slender fingers to trace the line of Draco's chest back and forth, but it didn't take long for Draco to calmly remove her restless hand from his chest.

Draco is a gentleman, at least he respects Roy very much, and he will not do anything to Roy.

It wasn't until the kiss was over that Draco slowly opened those light gray-blue eyes, mixed with long and deep eyes, but also showing dark emotions.He looked at Roy's blush cheeks and smiled contentedly.

"What are you thinking?" Roy was a little dissatisfied because Draco was holding himself in a daze.

"I was thinking that you really like me..." His deliberately lowered voice was extremely sexy, "Hold me so tightly."

"I don't like you!" She turned her head arrogantly, "I'm going back."

"No, you brought it yourself, I won't let you go, at least not tonight...Christina, look at me." Draco squeezed Roy's chin and forced her to look up, looking at Her gray eyes are full of warmth, "The first dream will be about me."

Roy blushed even more, and then buried his face in Draco's chest again, shyly silent.

Draco gently stroked Roy's hair, curled his lips and said in a low voice, "Good night, Christina, and... I love you."

In the early morning that was filled with mist like milk, Draco looked at Roy sleeping in his arms, saw her hugging him defenselessly, filling his arms, and felt that his heart was also filled .

She lay in Draco's arms, sleeping soundly.The slender and curly golden eyelashes drooped, and every slight tremor was as soft as a feather.With a happy sleeping face, what kind of dream did you have?

"Draco." Blaise's voice came from outside the green curtain covering the bed, "Why haven't you gotten up yet?"

"Go to the auditorium first, I'll be there in a while." Draco hugged Roy tightly, subconsciously making a protective move.

"Okay, don't be late, there is a transfiguration exam today, you know, that old lady McGonagall is very against Slytherin."

"Yeah." Draco responded lightly, keeping his gaze on Roy's face.

The sound of Blaise closing the door woke Roy up, she slowly opened her eyes, and stared at Draco for a long time with hazy ice blue eyes.

They looked at each other for a long time, and Draco said softly, "Good morning, Christina, did you sleep well?"

She didn't answer Draco's words, but rubbed her eyes and asked, "Aren't your hands numb after holding me all night?"

"No." Draco smiled, his magnetic voice circling in Roy's ear.

Roy was so sleepy that he snuggled into Draco's arms and was about to fall asleep again.Draco pinched her face helplessly, "There is an exam today, don't sleep, huh?"

Draco's body exuded Roy's familiar and elegant fragrance, and he seemed warm and slightly drunk before he woke up, and his mind suddenly wanted to tell him——

"I love you so much...Draco."

He froze for a moment, then gently rubbed her hair, and replied in a low voice: "Well... I know, my dear."

Roy smiled softly, then got up from the bed.Wearing the pink crystal bracelet that Draco gave her for her birthday.

Go to the auditorium with him, drink milk tea and eat cake, laugh and laugh, and have a sweet kiss.

Today's Hogwarts gossip group didn't pay attention to the couple Roy and Draco, they discussed how Black escaped after being captured back to Azkaban, and that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was actually a werewolf.

Roy obviously heard it, and when she knocked on the door of Professor Lupine's office with a brand new wizard robe after the exam, she saw him packing his things.

"Hello, Christina." Lupine waved his wand while speaking, and a box next to Roy was automatically sorted and closed.

"Professor Lupine, you don't look well..." Roy said slowly, Professor Lupine had fresh scars on his neck, which looked like he was scratched by some kind of animal.

"I just don't look too good." Lupine smiled at Roy, and tied up a stack of books with a belt.

Roy looked at almost everything in the room, "You were fired...?"

"No," he said, tearing up the teacher's form on the table and throwing it into the burning fireplace. "No, I resigned voluntarily."

"Resign?" Roy opened his eyes wide, "Why?"

"You should have heard about me being a werewolf."

"I have indeed heard... But, you are a great professor, the best Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, everyone thinks so, please don't go." Roy frowned slightly, trying to keep Lupine, If Lupine really leaves, it means that she will change another professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. Who knows what the next professor will be like?

"Oh, I'm really glad to hear your comment, but—" Lupine zipped up his battered leather bag, "by this time tomorrow, there will be a lot of protest letters from parents, saying don't be like People like me, teach their kids."

"But, Dumbledore..."

"Dumbledore has already done enough for me, not to mention people like me..." Lupine smiled helplessly, put the last few books into the box, and closed the drawer of the table, "Honestly Say, I'm used to it."

Roy lowered his eyes in frustration, and Lupine looked at her and continued: "Christina, you look in a bad mood."

Roy suddenly remembered his purpose of coming here, and handed over the package with the logo of "Madame Malkin's Robe Shop" in his hand, "Professor, this is the robe I bought for you in Diagon Alley, I hope you can accept it it."

Lupine was taken aback for a moment, then took the package, his eye sockets were a little wet, and he showed a gentle smile to Roy, "Thank you, Christina. If there is anything I am proud of, it is you I learned a lot in one year, and you are the smartest witch among your peers, although I am no longer your teacher." He looked at Roy's teary eyes, and his tone could not help softening, "Now We're saying goodbye, Christina, but I have a hunch we'll meet again."

Lupine waved his wand lightly again, and an old suitcase against the wall closed automatically. Lupine put on it and walked out slowly with the wizard robe that Roy gave him.

Roy watched Lupine leave the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom that once belonged to him.

**

Roy was upset that Lupine had left Hogwarts, and even her top marks in the EWTS exams didn't lift her spirits.

The banquet at the end of the semester was held amidst dark green and silver decorations. Draco looked at the depressed Roy, rubbed her hair helplessly and coaxed: "Christina, don't be unhappy, Lupine is just a Werewolf."

Roy listlessly fiddled with the vegetables on the plate with a fork, and corrected lazily: "Draco, Lupine is the best Defense Against the Dark Arts professor—"

Draco wanted to say "Lupine is not now", but this would probably make Roy even more unhappy, so he shared the food Roy liked on her plate with a smile and said another Thing: "There will be the Quidditch World Cup this summer, and we can watch it together, I promise it will be in the best position."

"The World Cup?" Roy raised his eyelids, and opened his mouth to eat a piece of bacon that Draco fed.

"Dad donated a large sum of money to St. Mungo's Hospital and the Ministry/Minister Cornelius Fudge invited our family into the top box. How about it, Christina?"

Roy wasn't really that interested in Quidditch, but thinking of being with Draco, she nodded in agreement.

Then it occurred to her that after this summer was over and the fourth year at Hogwarts was about to begin, the days left in the castle were numbered.

Roy felt inexplicably uneasy, she seemed to smell a storm coming.Her sixth sense is very strong and often accurate, and the days to come will not be as peaceful and beautiful as they are now.