Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

"Then... doesn't that mean you two have colluded long ago and are waiting to see me make a fool of myself?"

I figured out the key and shouted angrily.

"I just wanted to test my importance in your heart..." Harry scratched his head, his flying bangs covering his eyes.

The two young men's eyes were as bright as stars.

Even the inorganic gray is full of vitality.

"However, there is no rush for marking. Now is an emergency period, and marking consumes a lot of spiritual energy in the body..."

Draco said meaningfully.

I know that his possessiveness is at work.

I did not raise any objections.

Once you openly "go against" him, you will inevitably be "punished" in private.

"I understand. There's no need to rush." ​​Harry expressed his understanding.

We "teamed up" to confuse Harry again.

The remaining guilt in my heart was quickly diluted by the fact that the two of them had just teamed up to "deceive" me.

Perhaps, a life of "deception and deception" is more in line with the Malfoy family's usual style.

And we enjoy it, too.

That night, Draco woke me up.

"what?"

It's a rare occasion that I was sleeping soundly, so I spoke unhappily.

"Take you somewhere."

He helped me put on my clothes while I was still dazed.

I felt like a baby who just opened his mouth for food and stretched out his hands for clothes, and was served very comfortably.

"As expected of my own house-elf, Draco."

I closed my eyes and reached out to touch his hair.

What is within reach is not a soft platinum blonde bob.

But it is elegant and silky...

"Why did you transform into an elf? Aren't you afraid of being seen?"

I was half asleep and half awake just now, but I was frightened.

He stroked my brow gently.

I was forced to transform into an elf as well.

"What are you doing?"

I don't know why.

She was wearing the ring made by Narcissa on her finger to conceal her elf appearance!

"When did your spiritual power become so strong?"

To the extent that it can force me to deform.

"People just feel happy when something good happens."

He joked.

"to be honest……"

"The dragon's body is a part of me. After integrating it, I regained all the power that belonged to Legolas, the power that belongs to the Elf Prince and the next Elf King..."

He is no longer that frail boy.

The memories of two lives and the inheritance of generations of elves made his eyes calm after going through so many things.

This is fundamentally different from the innocence of being ignorant of the world.

"Do you believe me, Aurora? I have enough power to protect you..."

He wrapped me in another coat.

"Will we really not be seen?" I held his hand tightly and kept asking.

The corners of his mouth curled up: "Guess?"

Then he Apparated with me.

When we opened our eyes again, we had arrived at the core of the mother tree.

"Worrying is unfounded."

Draco teased.

"Damn it! You made me worry for so long..."

I pulled his long hair and vented my anger.

He groaned in pain.

"There's no need to transform..." I muttered softly.

He didn't say anything, but took my hand and placed us on the mother tree.

"Close your eyes."

Draco warned.

At this moment, it was late at night and the only sound was the whistling of the wind.

"It's so quiet... Why aren't Eric and the others making any noise..."

"Don't talk, be quiet!"

Draco raised his voice.

I felt a little unhappy because of his retort.

But his rare serious look made me stop talking, and I closed my eyes obediently as he said.