Draco's eyes were burning, and his hands were intertwined with mine.

Forget it, there’s no point in talking to him!

Should I tell him now that the future Mrs. Malfoy will be Astoria, who is one year younger than us?

The head of the Greengrass family once brought her and her sister Daphne to visit Malfoy Manor.

Astoria is a blonde with blue eyes.

He looks like he's not in good health. He gets out of breath after just a little running and always likes to hide behind his sister.

There was nothing special about Draco.

Since Harry moved in at Malfoy Manor, more and more guests have come to visit.

Pure-blood families, big and small, originally avoided the Malfoy family because of the downfall of Voldemort, but their attitude changed 180 degrees after Lucius obtained custody of Harry.

The world is full of goodwill, and the world is all good.

Lucius also accepted everyone who came, and soon, Malfoy's industries regained their vitality.

The assets are more than ever before.

It’s just a pity for us three “mascots”.

As we clink glasses, we represent not only ourselves, but the dignity of the entire Malfoy family.

Draco's hair was held in place with gel and combed back.

The white suit and the bow tie of the same color make him look particularly handsome.

Harry, on the other hand, was dressed in black, with a pair of emerald green eyes that were very eye-catching.

Unlike Draco's confident and confident manner, he looked a little shy.

He would make the adults tease him more...

"Aurora..." He walked towards me, looking tired.

Obviously, dealing with espionage with ulterior motives is laborious and time-consuming.

"Why are you sitting here alone?" He came and sat next to me.

I pursed my lips and motioned for him to look in the direction of the corridor.

Draco was once again entangled by the Parkinson family's jewel, Miss Pansy.

Unlike the image that Rowling tried her best to vilify in the original work, Pansy has beautiful long black hair and green eyes, and is also a very beautiful girl.

Even the expression is very similar to that of a Persian cat.

In the original novel, there is also a description of a sixth-grade Draco resting his head on Pansy's thighs.

Whenever I think of that scene, my heart is filled with sadness.

It’s like, knowing that your treasure will be taken away by others, you can only watch helplessly.

"Ms. Parkinson is a little too enthusiastic."

Harry gave me his arm and said, "Shall we go over and take a look together?"

He actually saw that I was unwilling to give up?

What a keen insight!

I smiled gratefully and took his arm.

With the other hand, he took the drink from the waiter's tray.

Draco noticed me immediately.

He breathed a sigh of relief at first, but when he saw me holding Harry's arm, his brows frowned slightly.

"Aurora, Miss Parkinson has been looking for you..."

The girl performed a standard curtsy and smiled at me: "Long time no see, Miss Malfoy! Can you show me your garden?" Her conversation was very elegant.

What? She actually came to look for me?

"Aurora, would you like me to accompany you?" Harry asked.

He looked Pansy up and down with a scrutinizing gaze.

The girl raised her lips and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Potter. This is Malfoy Manor, and safety is guaranteed."

I nodded to them and headed towards the garden with Pansy.

The garden was full of lush greenery, and every corner was beautifully decorated by Narcissa.

Suddenly, she pushed me into a corner when I was not prepared.

"Who are you anyway?"

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