[HP] Tsundere from afar

Once they got along for a long time, he found that Eve really didn't have any Slytherin traits, she was full of bad problems, but Draco didn't mind at all that she gave birth to Malfoy who was as stupid and beautiful as her the next generation.But what stood in front of them was not only the rare relationship between Eve and him, but also the disapproval of their parents and friends.

Eve may not be a pure blood, he really doesn't care!But once the father and the others know that Eve is not a pure blood, he can almost meet the situation where he and Eve are separated from each other.

In fact, Draco even thought about marrying.

Growing up with Eve made Draco happy.Seeing Eve's cuteness when he was a child turned into a beautiful and incomparable thing when he grew up, they can be said to be true childhood sweethearts. He became friends with Eve in the first grade, and fell in love with Eve at the best age .

He'd seen Eve at his funniest and clumsiest, and Eve had seen him at his most childish jerk.

The feeling that was close to heartbeat spread between them step by step, entangled like a spider's thread, leaving aside Eve, he was already deeply involved.

At this age, it is normal to have some impulsive dreams, but what kind of experience is it that the object of the wet dream is the same person every time?

Draco knew very well that this was an obsession to get the other party even in his dreams.Eve in the dream was mellow and delicate, making it difficult for him to control himself when he was emotional.But the real Eve always slaps him.

But he can bear it, every Slytherin is a master who is good at forbearance before capturing the prey, even if Eve is really the most cunning, cutest and cuteest prey.

His 15th birthday was very bright because of Eve. He planned to hug Eve and walk into the dance floor, and share his first dance with her. The appearance of Eve dancing with him has already made him unbearable Excited with restraint, he wanted all his partners to envy Eve's luck.

But his father called him away. He had never seen his father get so nervous.In his image, Malfoy's Patriarch should be as elegant and fearless as his father, showing his identity and nobility all the time.

"Draco, I have to tell you." Lucius.Malfoy was sitting on the chair in the study room, his platinum-blond long hair draped over his shoulders, even so, he was very elegant and beautiful, but his furrowed brows and the quill he clenched desperately still betrayed the restless heart of Patriarch Malfoy at this moment .

"You're going to be 15 today, and I don't want to disturb you on your birthday, and I'm very sorry about that," his father told him.

"It's okay, Dad." Draco nodded.

"But we can't be the same again, you need to know, Draco." Lucius.Malfoy stood up from the seat and walked slowly to him. The father and son were almost the same height. "Something is different."

Draco frowned, feeling like something was starting to shift, as if it was about to slip out of his life.

"He is back."

"Who?" Draco shook his head, but still asked, although he already had a vague answer in his heart, but the answer was too shocking for him to believe.

"The one whose name cannot be named." Lucius walked a few steps with his hands behind his back, then he suddenly turned around and said, "Once he comes back, the Malfoy family will definitely be involved."

Draco felt a little confused, and didn't even know how to say, "So what should we do?"

"Malfoy can't be the same as before, you know some things even if I don't tell you." Lucius tapped on the cane and slowly rubbed the cane, "We are pure blood."

"Yes, Dad." Draco's mind finally cleared up when he pushed open the study door.

That person is back.

The thoughts he has been in contact with since he was a child almost always revolve around the concept of pure blood. That person makes him awe and fear, because it is an unknown and extremely destructive thing. Now he feels that the magnificence of the manor in front of him is like congratulating him for finally It's like giving up some childish things.

He suddenly missed Eve.

He invited Eve to the dance floor. You must know that Eve is so beautiful today, she has always been beautiful, and the whole Hogwarts knows it.But before Eve put his hand on his, his father stopped him, as if it was the coldest sentence in the world.You must know that his father has never rejected him, this is the first time, and the only time he wants to be willful.

"Draco, Pansy and the others are waiting for you." Lucius looked at him, his gray-blue eyes were cold.

"I want to invite Eve to dance, father." Draco paused, but still spoke.He didn't want to lose everything on his birthday, this time he almost looked at his father with pleading eyes, and his father would never refuse his request.

Only Malfoy knew what Malfoy was thinking. He knew that his father was ordering him, and his father knew what he was insisting on, not just insisting on dancing with Eve.

"Draco. Don't be angry, you know what I'm talking about!" There was a sneer in the corner of his father's mouth, and the same gray-blue eyes looked at each other and insisted on each other's persistence.

"Go over there with Pansy and have one of them do the first dance."

His embarrassment at being rejected by his father was not as painful as the separation from Eve. He thought that his face must be very bad now. Looking at Eve's indifferent face, which seemed to understand but was indifferent, he felt that he was about to kneel down to her!

He'd always known Eve was a Hufflepuff, but he'd never been so obsessed with her being a Hufflepuff.

The most flawed thing about this birthday is that his girlfriend danced with Goyle, and he chose Astoria ---

He was almost shocked by his girlfriend's body without fear of his threatening gaze!

"Draco, you don't look very happy?" Astoria was wrapped in a blue dress, which made her look very beautiful. Draco couldn't deny it, but he always felt like touching Astoria. Feeling hot when touching Tolia.

"How could it be, Astoria." Draco pulled a smile and spun Astoria in circles.

His girlfriend was even being touched by Goyle, and although she didn't look at him, he felt that Astoria made him uncomfortable, a kind of inner torment was tormenting him.

Until the end of the ball, his eyes followed Eve, and he took advantage of the crowd to hide in the room, and went straight into the room with the fireplace to wait for Eve, a bad girl, to fall into the trap.As Eve turned the doorknob, he turned off the light in the room.Quietly hid in the darkness and watched his beautiful girl walk into the room and head towards the fireplace.

He wanted to tell Eve those things so that she could protect herself.

And he dragged her into the darkness, how much he wanted to drag her into the world he lived in like this, tied her firmly to his bedpost, and made her unable to live without him every day.

"Happy birthday, Draco."

But she is always stupid and smart, and she can crack his armor with just a kiss.There is no second witch in the world who has such magical powers that can make Draco.Malfoy undoes all trepidation.

The school day came so quickly, he found a bracelet that was very suitable for Eve, the color of platinum was like his own hair, and the blue gemstones were like Eve's eyes, he could almost imagine that this bracelet set off Eve's Fu's skin looks beautiful.

Eve really liked it very much. Her beautiful eyes were shining brightly, as if his heart was full of brilliance now, and the grievances of a summer vacation seemed to have disappeared.

However, the Ministry of Magic intervened in Hogwarts and sent a strange woman. Everything went wrong, his college, his parents, his identity, his Eve.

His father sent him a letter, which said something similar to asking him to pay attention to his identity, to draw a line between him and Harry, and some things that he broke out in a cold sweat after reading it.He didn't want to know what this meant. It was not a problem to draw a line with Harry and the others. The problem was what would he do without Eve?

It was impossible for him to lose Eve, because it was like the most addictive potion in the world, once he tasted it, he could never lose it again.If the father is generally referring to asking him to separate himself from Eve, that kind of thing is comparable to a Cruciatus.

But the reality was a little more painful than Cruciatus, and Eve pulled him into Harry's little club, even though he was wearing an invisibility cloak like a mouse!

He saw those students tied up with Harry and the others with his own eyes. He knew all the secrets of this small organization. At the moment Eve also signed, he almost stared at Eve, and then his girlfriend ignored him. His existence directly tied her and the savior together, should he be happy about Eve's trust in him? !

Draco could almost predict what the old woman Umbridge would do with the Society.

Eve is really misbehaving sometimes, but this time it's true, true, the "Harry and the others" that his father said really includes Eve.

He wanted to roll his eyes very inelegantly.

He had to explain something to Eve: "Eve, my father said something to me yesterday. I can't be the same as before, Eve, you have to know..."

He suddenly realized something, his eyes widened: "You and Harry are standing together, Eve." He hugged Eve. "What are you going to do, Eve, huh?"

Draco felt as if his girlfriend had abandoned him, and once again stood against him.He felt the pain of tearing his breath, as if the harmony of their love in the past was all his self-righteousness. Eve never liked him, and she could kick him away without hesitation, just like now.

Draco was almost driven crazy by his entangled thoughts, but Eve kissed him directly. This was the first time Eve kissed him and kissed him actively.In fact, this kiss can make him directly overthrow all the bad thoughts he had just had.

The moment Eve's soft lips touched his, he felt the beauty and warmth of the girl in his arms.Eve was probably the smartest Hufflepuff, he thought.

He almost lost himself in this kiss, the self-control that Slytherin was so proud of disappeared at this moment, and he wanted to devour Eve.Later, even his physical reaction told him to stop, otherwise he would make Eve regret——

But it's too hard, too hard, too hard!

While thinking about it, he sucked her fiercely, as if he wanted to squeeze out the last trace of honey in the honey jar, he couldn't even hold back his hands, he climbed up Eve's waist, and stroked her up along her messy clothes, he Unbearably, he let out a muffled groan that was about to suffocate.

"We can't be together anymore, Eve." He almost ran away in the end, not daring to look back at Eve.

Draco was thankful that the school robes were roomy enough to hide some awkward reactions.

The days were far more difficult, and the feeling of living like years swept over him. He secretly looked at Eve every day and didn't know what to do, until this entangled state was broken, and was broken by Pansy's "relaxing and venting"——

He felt that he was punctured like a ball, and all the unwillingness and entanglement were overturned, and what was left was the appearance of Eve suddenly falling from his sight.

It was as if a beautiful crystal ball had been knocked down to the ground, and then shattered into shiny slag.

Then all the scum hit Draco in the heart.

"Curse immediately stop!" He was going crazy, he almost squatted down, but immediately retracted.

Draco felt that his whole body was cold, and his back was bursting with cold sweat, as if all the pain Eve suffered was revenged on him, but Eve would definitely hate himself.

"Let's go, Pansy." He yelled at Pansy, and Draco didn't dare look down at Eve.

The heart hurts enough, as if even breathing is as uncomfortable as being covered with a quilt full of needles.What's more, if he lowered his head again and made his eyes suffer, he was really afraid that he would hold his head and cry with Eve.

On the way back to Slytherin, Draco silently squeezed his wand tightly ---

Dad said that a gentleman needs to be courteous to a lady. A gentleman can't be rude to a lady, let alone be rude to the other party. He has always been an elegant gentleman.

Malfoy has always been an elegant gentleman, proud of his pure blood, and he is a model of nobility in his words and deeds, and he must revenge.

I'm sorry, Dad.

"Lishen Jinxie!"

"All petrochemical!"

"Lishen Jinxie!"

"The front teeth competition is great!"

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"Tarantella dance!"

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"Oolong out of the hole!"

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"Burning flames!"

"...everything is forgotten!"