[HP] love

"My dad said that as a Slytherin, you shouldn't think about things that won't happen!" Draco looked extremely aggrieved.

For some reason, when Draco mentioned Lucius, his heart, which used to beat violently before, was extremely calm this time. "Mr. Malfoy is right, and I think so too."

"Oh, well..." Staring at Hill's face for a few seconds, Draco spit out these words embarrassingly. "So, Edwin really treats you...?" He tilted his head, looked at Hill with confusion and expectation on his face, his whole face was extremely cute.

"Alan told you?" Hill raised his eyebrows, he really didn't know that Alan had such a big mouth.

"Of course not! I have brains!" Draco felt insulted, and he looked at Hill angrily.

"Okay, I'm sorry," Hill rolled his eyes reassuringly, no matter how many headaches Draco has, even just relying on his appearance at this time can make people never really alienate him stand up. "Yes, he did say something to me."

Hearing this expected answer, Draco suddenly felt uncomfortable. He turned his head away in embarrassment, not making eye contact with Hill, and then coughed lightly, "Actually, I don't want to Knowing this, it's just that the state of the two of you that day was a headache..."

"I know." Hill smiled, he didn't feel annoyed, maybe even felt quite warm, this child will always bring some warmth when he is most vulnerable, even if he already feels that this is something that cannot disturb his life things.

Of course Slytherin knew when to stop, and their conversation stopped at that moment, and neither of them said anything more.Maybe other Slytherins couldn't do it either, but Hill was glad it was Draco who brought him up on the subject.He trusted Malfoy's family creed, and both Lucius and Draco knew what was right.

But this is only a superficial phenomenon. In fact, when Hill left the common room, Draco's little face immediately wrinkled together. He felt that his performance just now was extremely embarrassing. He still couldn't do what his father did. Take it easy!But when facing his friends, he really didn't know what to do. He envied the friendship between his father and godfather since he was a child, but he didn't expect that it would be more difficult than he imagined when he wanted to make deep friends for the first time in his life.

To be honest, he was really depressed.Frowning, Draco got up and went back to the dormitory, took out the parchment and quill, he wanted to write a letter to his father, telling him about his current confusion.

But just after writing a few words, Draco stopped.Looking at the few lines written on it, he scratched the short platinum-blonde hair that he had been caring for in distress, and finally threw this page away as if he had made up his mind.He didn't want his father to know that he was confused about something so simple, it was not something that should happen to Malfoy!

After thinking about it again, he took out a piece of parchment again, bowed his head and began to write quickly.

When Narcissa received the letter, she had just come back from the outside and received her son's letter. She opened it immediately after changing her clothes.Draco had always admired his father, and he would immediately ask Lucius for advice on everything, but there were very few letters to himself. Narcissa often complained about this matter on weekdays, but the father and son were still the same.This time Draco actually wrote a letter to herself, and she couldn't help but wonder what was written in it.

But the third second after she opened the letter, there was a playful look in her eyes, Narcissa raised her beautiful eyebrows, and a complex emotion spread in her mind.Hill Stoke, if she remembered correctly, was Lucius' little lover... According to what she knew about her husband, he would never let such a person get close to Xiaolong, but Judging by the tone of Draco's letter, he and that Stoke are obviously already good friends...

What does this mean?Narcissa blinked her pretty eyes, and had some guesses in her heart that she couldn't confirm.If it's really as she imagined, then it's really interesting... She curled the corner of her mouth, as if thinking of something funny.

Narcissa seemed to have seen Lucius' distraught look after hearing the news, but she only dared to think about this kind of thing secretly. If that arrogant man with a strong desire to control knew, maybe she would really want to do it for him. The face of the so-called Malfoy family canceled his chance to meet Martin in the next few months!

While she was thinking wildly, Dobby the house elf suddenly announced that Lucius had returned.

When there are no outsiders, she has never been polite to Lucius, so she didn't get up. Instead, she sat leisurely and waited for her husband's arrival. The letter in her hand was not closed, and she was even very excited Read it again.

As soon as Lucius walked into the living room, he saw such a picture. He raised his eyebrows and stared at his wife in surprise for a few seconds, but found nothing.Touching the snake-headed cane in doubt, he sat down on his seat with his chin raised in the same posture as usual, picked up today's Daily Prophet as if nothing had happened, and browsed through it, but there was still no surprising news.

After waiting for a while, he found that Narcissa really didn't intend to talk to him, so he felt a little displeased, coughed lightly, and said, "If the wives of the Malfoy family are as detached as you are, then the Malfoy family will You will never be a model of nobility!"

"Come on, Lucius, you understand in your heart that no one can do better than me!" Narcissa glanced at him with squinted eyes, but these words came out of Cherry's small mouth.

Already accustomed to his wife's attitude, Mr. Malfoy did not express any dissatisfaction with this, but he put down the newspaper pretending to be calm, "So, what are you holding in your hand, the love letter from Martin? I might tell you However, such letters are best kept in your room and never taken out."

"This time you really guessed wrong," Narcissa smiled triumphantly, "This is a letter from your baby dragon, and baby Draco wants to talk to me about some little secrets in love."

Lucius frowned instantly, "A letter from Draco? For you? A little secret about love?" With three consecutive questions, his dissatisfaction was clearly revealed.He stared at the letter in Narcissa's hand with suspicious eyes, completely disbelieving everything the other party said.

"Lucius!" Narcissa put down the tool in her hand to show off at once, a few angry colors shot out from her beautiful eyes, and she told Lucius with her expression that she was angry.

"So, what did he say?" Lucius glanced at the angry woman, and seemed to ask inadvertently.

"I think our little dragon may be in love." Narcissa's eyes flashed a few traces of teasing, but it was fleeting. "Although he didn't realize it himself, he told me in the letter that he would feel sad for a person's confession to his friends..."

"That's okay," Lucius said with a nonchalant expression, "Take a taste of feelings in the second grade, and then you can naturally accept the marriage partner in the fifth grade."

"But, what Draco likes is a boy..." Narcissa calmly spit out a thunderbolt.

"What?" His wife's words were beyond his expectation, Lucius looked at her fixedly, his eyes full of questioning.

"Okay, let me read the letter for you." Narcissa threw out the letter indifferently, "That Hill was confessed by the kid from the Kent family, and this is the reason why your precious little dragon looks sluggish recently .”

"Hill?" Lucius showed an expression of disbelief. He quickly took the parchment in Narcissa's hand and carefully read the entire letter. He turned his head and looked at his wife with sharp eyes. He had already confirmed that his wife had a conspiracy that he didn't know about. "Nacissa, what kind of trick are you trying to play?" he asked.

"Instead of saying what I want to do, why not ask yourself what you want to do?" Narcissa's momentum was not weak at all, she looked at her angry husband very calmly, without giving in at all, " Lucius, haven't you noticed what's wrong with yourself recently?"

Lucius stared at her silently. He did know that something was wrong with his recent state, but he didn't care because everything didn't escape his control.But hearing this from Narcissa now, he really began to realize something.But now is not the time to be overwhelmed, Malfoy has always been the leader of the atmosphere. "What are you trying to say?" He asked calmly.

"You are very clear in your heart, Lucius." Narcissa slowly opened the small fan and fanned it, then stood up slowly, and neatened the skirt gracefully. This is the standard Mrs. Malfoy's posture, perfect impeccable.

But at this moment, Lucius felt a little annoyed when he saw this, and his tone began to show a little impatience, "I don't think I need to remind you again, Mrs. Malfoy..."

"Yes, Mr. Malfoy." Narcissa raised her chin slightly, looked down at Lucius sitting below, then straightened her chest, and walked out haughtily.