Hogwarts: Slytherin Kiss

The two walked to the door and looked at each other, and they both saw a little nervousness in each other's eyes.

"Don't worry, my grandma is fine. She should be preparing lunch in the kitchen now."

Indra said as she rang the doorbell on the brick wall next to the white door to alert grandma that they were back.

Then he took out the key from his bag and opened the door.

Draco faced the snow-white door with bright eyes, ready to put on a sincere and polite smile at any time to prevent him from being panicked and leaving a bad impression when he suddenly met Indra's grandmother.

"slippers."

Indra took the box from his hand and handed him a pair of black slippers.

Draco noticed that it was almost the same as the one he wore in his dormitory at school.

"Did you buy it in Diagon Alley?"

"Yes." Indra was opening the suitcase, "Come out, Guru."

So when Draco was sitting on the footstool to change his shoes, a head with big ears popped out of his suitcase.

Guru looked at Indra cautiously with his two tennis-ball-like eyes, and then looked around.

"Come back, Indra."

The old lady's kind and cheerful voice sounded first, and then she slowly appeared in the living room visible from the entrance.

Draco stood up immediately, with a beautiful sunny and shy smile on his face.

The young boy looked polite and elegant, and said warmly, "Hello, grandma."

Her clear gray-blue eyes were as bright as her pale blond hair.

Old Mrs. Mendesses smiled warmly and nodded, "There's still a while for lunch, Draco, let Indra take you up to rest for a while before coming down. Just treat this place as your own home."

"Okay grandma." Draco replied with a smile and glanced at Indra.

"Oh, is this an elf?"

When his name was called, Gulu immediately got out of the suitcase and bowed deeply, "Hello, madam."

Gulu hurriedly went to the kitchen to help Mrs. Mendesse prepare lunch.

There is absolutely no place in a home where the master is cooking and the house elf is doing nothing!

What a disgrace to house elves!

So Indra had to tell her grandma to ask Guru to help, and refused Guru's request for an elf to prepare lunch.

She still wants to eat the food cooked by grandma.

Mrs. Mondsese and Gollum both left the living room and went to the kitchen. Indra stretched out her hand to Draco, led him and trotted quietly through the living room.

Then walk up the mahogany stairs to the second floor.

"Go to my room first."

"Okay." Draco said expectantly.

Go upstairs and open the door to a room that combines British elegance with modern style.

The bedroom is very spacious, with a large bed without pillars. From the top of the bed hangs two increasingly wider azure curtains with thin lace on both sides, and a row of tassels hanging from the bottom of the curtains.

There were a few books and some odds and ends piled haphazardly on the bedside table next to the bed.

Because it was summer, there was only one pillow, a thin folded blanket on the bed, and a beige stuffed bear that Draco was very familiar with.

He also has one on his bed, given to him by Indra when he was in first grade.

Amber-colored lotus bowl-shaped lamps are embedded on the ceiling. The sunny room is so bright that there is no need to turn on the lights.

There are two tables in the room, a mahogany desk, which is piled with magic-related books, parchment, quills, Golden Snitch ornaments, moving photos, etc.

Another desk was placed in the corner near the window, with a wooden pen holder on it. Some strange pens and some Muggle books were hung on the pen holder.

On the right is a half-open floor-to-ceiling window, and there seems to be a small balcony outside.

To the left is a row of wardrobes and dressers.

"Sit down quickly." Indra pointed to an armchair and said, then picked up the glass kettle on the small round table and poured Draco a cup of lemon chrysanthemum tea.

Draco looked around the room, his gray-blue eyes lingering on almost every object for a long time.

Some of the things he was familiar with were things that Indra had used at Hogwarts, such as those second and third grade spell books, and a volume of magic paper that he had rubbed with potions himself.

There was a picture of him in the frame on her desk.

Draco picked up the photo frame, and Indra didn't mean to hide it shyly. In fact, she really liked the photo.

She took a photo of the dinner in the auditorium when she was in third grade. She used magic potion to restore the color, so it was no longer black and white.

Indra was about to ask casually if you have any photos of me in your room, but suddenly remembered something and was glad that she hadn't spoken yet.

Draco's eyes scanned the bookshelves and found some that he had not read, so he took them out and flipped through them.

Both of them like to read books that the other has read but they have not.

An old-looking piece of parchment fell out of a potions book and landed on the table. Draco reached out to pick it up and put it back, but he wanted to open it and take a look.

Indra was originally sitting on the sofa, but her brain that had not reacted when she saw Draco pulling out the book suddenly woke up after seeing the parchment that fell out.

She immediately stood up and rushed over, a little lost her voice and said, "Wait a minute!"

However, Draco had already opened the parchment, and the familiar content inside made him raise his eyebrows high.

He stretched out one hand to hug Indra who was rushing over, and listened carefully with a smile that seemed to be a bit gritted.

"Why does this map look so familiar to me? Dear Indra?"

"Yeah...I picked it up on the ground..." Indra closed her eyes with a headache.

She invited him to come to her home, and he just happened to pull out this book that even she forgot to carry!

Indra reached out to retrieve the incriminating evidence, but Draco grabbed her wrist and held her in his arms with one hand.

Draco immediately understood what was going on. He said that there happened to be a ready-made map in front of him at that time, and it happened to mark the location of the secret room.

He would be lying if he said he wasn't angry. He stupidly handed the map to Potter, but the others were already on the same side.

The map was now back in Indra's hands, either given by Granger or Potter.

"So, did you also use this for the Illusion Charm?" Draco sneered.

"Sorry……"

Indra whispered, turning her head to kiss his neck, but she suddenly became hardened again and stopped kissing him.

"Who made us quarrel? It was you who ignored me first."

She was still angry when she talked about this, huh, the Malfoys didn't associate with Muggle wizards.

Draco hesitated for a moment, and his arrogance suddenly disappeared.

That was true...but...but she couldn't lie to him with Potter!

Draco's heart was filled with poisonous acid, and he looked a little silent and aggrieved.

Indra's heart softened again and she raised her arms and put her arms around his neck, whispering softly with him, "Forgive me, okay? Don't be angry. I just didn't want others to get close to you, so I did it myself. Draco..."

Draco looked into her clear eyes, and as if he was bewitched, he lowered his head slightly and pressed his lips against her lips.

He kissed her softly, then became deeper and more intimate. The tight-fitting top allowed his hands to measure her slender and flexible waist without any hindrance.

His mood seemed to have been ironed by her words. Well, if that was the case, then she could lie to him.

It would not be bad if there was a piece of paper lying on the ground or a leaf falling in the sky hiding her shadow.

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I wish you all a Happy New Year! !

Who is still working today?

It's too late, it's too late

I'll revise and polish this chapter tomorrow

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