Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

After the Hogwarts Express arrived, Sirius parted ways with us.

He seems like someone who was born to live under the spotlight.

Whenever he is present, he is the focus of everyone.

James was able to stand with him back then, and they were equally matched. I guess he also had a greatly underestimated beauty.

"I'm going to tell Dad that my cousin still has evil intentions towards Mom!" Draco whispered in my ear.

"Dad is absolutely confident, what is he afraid of?" I quickly stopped him: "Do you want Mom to be bullied even more? You know clearly that Dad likes to take advantage of the situation..."

"Actually, I like it too..." He tightened his hands on my waist.

"Stop making trouble, there are so many people coming and going here..."

"Can we just go somewhere where there's no one?" He raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

I pinched him, and he grimaced and said, "Aurora, you are trying to murder your husband, you are so strong!"

"Stop it... a lot of people have seen it..."

For some reason, as the new year began, more and more eyes began to focus on me.

I'm a little taller than last year and look more girly.

I have to say that Malfoy has really good genes.

In addition, Westerners generally develop earlier than Easterners, so my body already has obvious ups and downs.

A pair of plump peaches stand upright on the chest.

You should update your body measurements every month and choose suitable underwear to meet your needs.

"Aurora, you, like Mrs. Malfoy, have a typical hourglass figure. You need to wear clothes that widen your chest and hips and tighten your waist..." said the owner of Tufan Clothing Store enviously.

The clothes she recommended were all tight-fitting, which made my body curves more obvious.

But I always feel uncomfortable and shy when I wear this kind of clothes.

Draco, who accompanied me to try on clothes, was much more calm.

"Aurora, accepting yourself is what Malfoy should do."

The clerk was still helping him adjust the length of his sleeves.

I walked over and helped him turn his collar inside out.

We were very close, and from his perspective, he could see the waves of my chest.

"Ahem, here...it's better not to open it too low..." Draco suggested to the designer.

"Who just told me to accept myself?" I teased.

"That place...can't be seen by others." He blushed and buttoned my collar as high as possible.

"But this makes me feel very suffocated..." I tried, taking a deep breath.

Suddenly, he embraced me: "That's because... Aurora has a great figure...

"I want to show you off to everyone, but I also want to lock you up at home and treasure you by myself..."

"Actually, I think so too..."

As he grew older, Draco inherited the looks of Lucius and Grindelwald.

His facial features were as sharp as a knife, and his eye sockets were deep and charming.

Slender figure, firm muscles, elegant demeanor... I even suspect that the confusing earrings have no effect on him either.

I found, like the other girls, it was becoming increasingly difficult to take my eyes off him.

It turns out that we all have the same feeling.

Draco considerately put a coat on me.

He winked at Crabbe and Goyle, and the two big guys hurried over, blocking most of the inquiring eyes.

I noticed that the youngest daughter of the Greengrass family, Astoria, always had her eyes on me.