Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

I was so sleepy that I naturally didn't respond to him.

All I remember is that I seemed to have a nightmare that night. I was tightly entangled by an octopus and couldn't get free.

The next morning I woke up and found Draco holding me tightly in his arms. I was like a piece of driftwood in the water, and he used his hands and feet to climb on me.

"Draco, wake up! We're going to be late!" I pushed him gently.

"Hmm..." He hummed, with a heavy nasal sound, but didn't move at all.

He was just pretending to sleep! His muscles were so tense!

This is the only way...

I suddenly attacked his armpits!

As a result, my wrist was grabbed before I even touched him!

"Prank failed!"

His grey eyes were filled with a sly smile.

We were so close that I could feel the warmth of his breath.

My cheeks started to heat up.

There was a wet heat between my lips.

Good morning kiss is one of the necessary rituals when getting up every morning.

He gently stroked my face, "Why are you so red? Aurora, are you shy?"

His eyes were filled with the pride of having his trick succeeded.

Not to be outdone, I responded with a sarcastic retort, and this time, it was his turn to blush.

"Get up quickly, you'll be late!" Draco tugged at his collar and changed the subject.

Humph, you are obviously too shy, but you want to imitate the relaxed movements of a mature man.

Wouldn't it be better if we could grow from youth to maturity together?

When we finished cleaning up, we found that the rest of the people were already sitting at the dining table with different expressions.

Narcissa's seat was empty as always.

Mrs. Malfoy's breakfast is usually served in bed.

After a night's rest, Sirius looked much better.

He asked about Narcissa's condition with some concern.

"Every time she goes to Azkaban, she needs to take a long time to recover." Lucius also looked worried.

Humph, what great acting skills!

Narcissa's attainments in the Dark Arts are even higher than Lucius'.

How could he be so weak after a trip to Azkaban that he couldn't get out of bed?

Wasn't it the head of a certain Malfoy family who, when he heard outsiders calling his wife by her nickname "Cissy", couldn't help but get jealous and became even more aggressive in looking for an opportunity to retaliate?

In fact, it is just to satisfy one's own "selfish desires".

"Uncle, you'll get used to it. As long as Dad is around, Mom never gets up in the morning."

Draco tore off the fig leaf directly.

Sirius is the eldest son of the Black family, so he naturally understands the ins and outs of it.

He touched his nose and smiled awkwardly.

Lucius rarely criticized Draco for his disrespect for his elders. He had a smile on his face and looked very smug.

Sirius was imprisoned in Azkaban eleven years ago. By that calculation, he probably hasn't had a woman for many years.

Oh my god, what was I thinking?

During the meal, Sirius's manners were very elegant.

He sat close to Harry and spent the entire meal trying to find common topics.

Harry went from being shy and reserved at first to being cheerful later, especially when talking about Quidditch, his face lit up and he danced with joy.

"It's still early, do you want to go and have a demonstration?" He patted his godson's shoulder. "Draco, too?"

"Of course!"

At this time, the boys threw all table manners out of their mind.

He pulled the napkin from his collar and ran towards the Quidditch training ground at Malfoy Manor.

"We just finished eating! No strenuous exercise!" Lucius shouted.

"When did I become a babysitter?" the man said to himself.

"Dad, you're just helping Mom take care of all of us."

"Girls are more considerate." Lucius nodded: "Cissy also said that girls should be raised in wealth. Starting from this month, your pocket money will be doubled."

I rushed up and hugged my "sugar daddy" tightly!

"Thank mom too." He reminded me in my ear.

Of course, I can still tell who is the big boss behind the scenes!