Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

"You mean... there..."

Similar to the Room of Requirement in Hogwarts, the ancient Malfoy Manor also has such a room.

It only appears when we need it.

Only those of the Malfoy family can enter there.

Lucius said that was the escape route our ancestors prepared for us.

The priceless jewels and secret recipes inside are inestimable.

There is also the unknown past of the Malfoys of all generations, which is properly collected through the Pensieve and the Memory Ball.

Lucius wouldn't allow Draco and me to touch those highly confidential matters.

Only the head of the Malfoy family can feast their eyes on those contents.

But entering this space is not restricted.

Draco took my hand and led me through the corridors of Malfoy Manor.

"Aurora, focus!"

We need to synchronize our thoughts to open the door to the secret base.

Draco closed his eyes and groped.

“Here it is!”

There was a "click" sound, and a door handle appeared out of thin air.

We pushed the door open.

"Huh... it's still comfortable here..."

The layout is exactly the same as our bedroom!

Against the dark green backdrop, the platinum blonde hair looks even more dazzling.

This is also the reason why successive Malfoys love dark green.

"Come up, Aurora."

Draco patted the other side of the bed.

I crawled over and rested my head on his arms.

"Aurora, have you noticed? The godfather's attitude towards Harry is very strange..."

Unexpectedly, Draco was so perceptive!

"What's strange about that?" I asked him to say more.

"The Godfather went to great lengths to place Harry. But he was reluctant to see him..."

That's because Harry looks so much like his love rival!

But I can’t reveal these at all!

"Maybe there is something unspeakable... or maybe Harry's mother is the godfather's ex-girlfriend?"

So close, Draco! Great!

I echoed, "It's very likely! Lily Evans entrusted the important task of taking care of Harry to the godfather before she died!"

"It's just... Aurora, I don't know how to describe this feeling..." His beautiful gray eyes dimmed.

Like a unicorn licking its wounds alone, beautiful and fragile.

"The Godfather seems to be keeping a distance from Harry, but in fact... I can feel that the Godfather... is paying close attention to him."

"Mom also... bought him clothes that fit him..."

"Dad is also helping Harry manage the Potter family's assets..."

"You are the only one I have... Aurora, you... are on my side, right..."

I put my arms around his waist.

The boy looked a little thin under his fitted home clothes.

Her face is clearly chubby, with a bit of baby fat.

He is so young and he is worried about losing the care of his family!

How dull I was that I didn't even notice his mood!

"Draco, we have never been apart since we were born. No matter what happens, no matter what you do, I will always believe in you and stand with you."

"Aurora, this is what you said. I will treasure this memory forever!" Under the dim light, the boy's gray eyes reflected my figure.

It's like I'm his whole world.

"Draco, believe me, everything mom and dad have done is for us, so that the Malfoy family can continue better..."

"I won't advise you not to be jealous... It's normal to have such emotions. Even I..."

I lowered my head in embarrassment.

In the original book, Dumbledore favors Gryffindor and Harry, and even though the trio repeatedly violates school rules, they can still get a lot of extra points at the graduation ceremony.

Gryffindor, which ranked last in the score, easily surpassed other houses that worked hard to earn points.

Are school rules made just to be broken?

A principal encourages students to commit fouls?

What a look!

No wonder no one from Slytherin House, which was overtaken, was willing to applaud Gryffindor.

In this situation, won’t it intensify the conflict or something?

It would be strange if Draco remained calm in the face of such a situation!

However, several years later, this dusty memory reappeared and I was severely slapped in the face!

I am, after all, a liar who breaks his word and gets fat.