Harry Potter: Miss Malfoy

After leaving the ball, old Barty Crouch returned home in a happy mood.

He has always despised Death Eaters and doesn't like getting along with the Malfoy family.

But the experience of Draco's first year ball, and the pleasure of talking to Draco,

Let him decide to attend again this year.

At the same time, they also missed the past when the major families lived in harmony before that person rose to power.

When I think of that time, I still laugh and talk with my wife.

I hope no rich girl would fall in love with her own useless son.

A sigh.

Looking at the deserted house, thinking of his own loss of power and the separation from his wife, he could not help feeling sad.

Then he remembered that fortunately he had been entrusted with an important task.

At least in this year's competition, we must complete the mission well and hope to wash away some of the stigma.

With a long sigh, he stepped through the door and noticed that the usually nervous elf was looking at him.

"Sparkling? I told you not to wait at the door."

"Sparkling is not waiting at the door. Sparkling dare not disobey his master."

"Winky...Winky just wants the master to take the little master to watch the Quidditch World Cup!"

Old Barty twitched his nose and looked unhappy, which seemed to scare Winky and made her start to tremble as she spoke.

"The little...the little master has been behaving...very well lately."

"Little... little master has always liked Quidditch..."

"Blink...blink, I think of my husband...my wife, who used to take the little master to the World Cup."

Maybe it was the champagne at the ball that was causing Old Batty to listen to the words of the twinkling.

The days when the couple and their young son followed Quidditch tournaments everywhere seemed to appear before his eyes.

On the side table by the hallway, his wife was looking at herself in a photo.

It seemed as if she had never left and her son had never grown up.

I didn't realize that I was already in tears.

"Well. If he stays in the Invisibility Cloak..."

Azkaban...

-

"Is it the Dark Mark?"

After sending Draco back to his room to rest, Narcissa stepped into the living room. As soon as she closed the wooden door, she hurriedly asked in a low voice.

Lucius and Snape were sitting opposite each other on the sofa by the window.

The sleeves of their left robes were rolled up high, and their arms were turned outward, revealing the skin on the inside of their forearms, which was slightly red.

There were faint lines appearing and disappearing, and the outline of a skull and the shape of a snake coming out of its mouth could be vaguely recognized.

Narcissa took a few steps forward and saw the marks on the inside of their arms, her expression darkening.

"The Dark Lord is back?"

"It sounds like you're not very happy about this."

Snape said in a lazy tone, with a meaningful look in his eyes.

This caused Narcissa and Lucius to exchange nervous glances.

"It's just that before the news is confirmed, I dare not have too much expectation, so as not to be disappointed."

Narcissa said calmly, unafraid of Snape's gaze.

"Besides, the Dark Lord hasn't returned yet. The mark isn't obvious yet."

"I can't be happy, partly because,"

"Perhaps the Dark Lord needs our assistance, but we are powerless to help."

"It's unhappiness with your own inadequacy, isn't it, Narcissa?"

Lucius took over and explained for Narcissa.

The couple looked graceful, but could not conceal a hint of anxiety in their attempt to explain themselves.

Snape's dark eyes narrowed into lines.

"Maybe you should be honest with me."

"If the Dark Lord returns, at least you'll have a place to vent your worries."

There is no benefit in keeping it in reserve, it only makes you look worried."

Snape opened his eyes and spoke slowly.

He paused, and then spoke again, words that made Narcissa and Lucius shudder.

"As you know, the Dark Lord is a master of Legilimency."

Lucius and Narcissa fell silent, seemingly silently pondering how to respond.

Normally, they certainly trusted Snape.

It is no exaggeration to say that he is the Malfoy couple's closest friend.

However, this matter involves the Dark Lord after all.

Although Snape was under Dumbledore's wing,

But who can guarantee that he is not secretly helping the Dark Lord undercover?

Just because they were once the core group of Death Eaters,

Lucius understood that it was extremely difficult for the Dark Lord's men to build trust with each other.

Especially since the couple at this moment already have more important things to do than completing the Dark Lord's mission.

There was silence for a long moment, until Snape stood up.

"If you are worried, I can swear an oath."

The tone was consistent and bland.

However, both Lucius and Narcissa knew that the weight and determination of these words were extraordinary.

"Severus..."

Lucius also stood up, his tone somewhat excited.

Although they had been close friends for many years, he had not expected Snape to be willing to do this.

The three of them looked at each other and nodded in tacit understanding.

Lucius and Snape each held out a hand.

Narcissa raised her wand and tapped it on their clasped hands.

"Whether the Dark Lord returns or not, we just want to protect Draco."

Narcissa said softly.

"Don't ever mention this idea to anyone other than me."

Snape's tone was calm, as if he had known about this for a long time.

As Narcissa nodded, Lucius opened his mouth and asked Snape,

Are you willing to keep this secret between husband and wife no matter what?

As Snape said "I do", a soft flame emerged from the tip of Narcissa's wand.

Lucius asked three times, and Snape answered three times.

The chains wrapped around both palms then sank into the arms of the two men.

The light of the oath made the Dark Mark appear clearer.

-

"Draco, everyone is here."

Narcissa pushed open the door and warned her daughter.

Today is the day I have an appointment with Daphne Astoria and Pansy Hannah.

A few weeks had passed since Lucius and Snape took their vows.

Now that the couple has someone to listen to them, the shadows in their hearts are much less severe.

Life in the Malfoy household returned to normal, and the Dark Mark on Lucius's hand no longer hurt.

Of course Draco had no idea what happened in the living room that night.

But she was sensitive enough to sense that her parents' worries were no longer deep.

Since my parents have no intention of saying more, I can only keep it in mind.

"Thank you, Mom. I'll go downstairs with you."

Draco stood up and walked over to Narcissa, wrapping his arm around his mother's.

"Are these trousers a gift from Pansy?"

Narcissa smiled as she watched her daughter put on her leather pants, which was a rare occasion.

“Shoes, too.”

"What I'm wearing today are all birthday gifts from this year. I wanted to give them a little surprise."

Draco smiled in response.

On a whim, I wanted to change my dressing style to scare my sisters.

The short white linen top that reveals the shoulders and waistline is faintly visible. I heard that Pansy bought it with Astoria.

Under the low-waist leather pants, she wore low-heeled sandals with rivets.

Her long hair was tied into a high ponytail, just covering her exposed right shoulder and draped in front of her.

The delicate collarbone is faintly visible between the sparse and dense hair.

Tie the ring Daphne gave her onto a long chain to make it into a pendant.

The left ear that was not covered by the hair flow wore a single earring in the shape of a sunflower.

Deliberately referencing Hannah's earrings at the ball, out of Draco's indirect consideration.

Everything she wears is a gift from her sisters, which might make Hannah, who isn’t that familiar with them, feel embarrassed.

But wearing Hannah-style accessories in a conspicuous place can naturally make her feel involved.

The neat dress shows his heroic spirit.

Narcissa's eyes were filled with pride as she watched her daughter easily master different styles.

"Don't rush to change your clothes after Daphne and the others leave."

"Mom will help you put on some makeup, and we'll go scare your dad together."

For some reason, Narcissa suddenly wanted to see her daughter dressed like this.

If I pair this with iron grey lipstick, what will be my husband's reaction when he sees it?

Draco, who was suddenly in the mood for fun, also agreed with a smile...

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