Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

"cold……"

I wanted to put my skirt down, but my wrists were held down and restrained above my head.

"Don't ruin it..." Harry warned, "You've ruined several of Aurora's nightgowns. Aurora likes the eyelash lace one the most..."

"I like it too..." Draco touched the heavy white silk through the silk texture, "Don't worry, I will be careful..."

I sobbed, "You said the same thing last time..."

"Black suits you very well, Aurora..."

Draco didn't answer the question.

He particularly likes to choose black for me.

The nightgown has ties at the back.

"It's a bit troublesome... I'm losing my patience." Draco said helplessly.

"No... this piece is limited edition... Tuofan Garments Store won't make it anymore..." I struggled to protect the set.

"Don't worry..." Draco's breath came behind me.

I felt an itch on my back.

He gently pulled the straps away.

The cloth fell off.

"Cold?"

I felt a chill on my body and found that the quilt had been taken away by them.

"You bully me..."

"Don't worry, we'll warm you up."

After that, for a long time, they really didn't let me feel cold again.

When I woke up the next day, I found that the only nightgown I had left was still missing.

Draco and Harry remained tight-lipped and wouldn't tell me where it was.

For the next few days, I had no choice but to wear their vests.

When worn, it just covers the hips.

"Suits you very well, Aurora." Draco put his arms around my waist from behind.

"You can save the Galleons for the custom-made nightgown," Harry chimed in.

"You guys! You're deducting my clothing money before we even get married. I'm going to tell Dad!"

"Don't..." Draco broke down immediately.

I don't know what my father said to him.

For the first time, I discovered that the phrase "I'm going to tell Dad..." was so exciting to say.

Only Malfoy can make his offspring rely on the family wholeheartedly.

If Draco in the original novel had not experienced the turmoil of the Malfoy family falling out of favor, could he have continued to live innocently, simply, and freely?

Draco stepped forward and covered my mouth with his hand.

"This way I can't complain." He smiled smugly.

It was an obviously childish interaction, but it made me very happy.

He placed a kiss on the back of his hand.

"Be good and obey."

The two boys are of similar height and build.

They wear the same size.

But I can tell who the clothes I am wearing belong to.

Draco and Harry also tested it before, blindfolding me to feel it.

The results of each identification are accurate.

"Aurora, how do you tell?"

Draco asked curiously.

"The smell..."

Draco exudes a fresh, grassy scent.

I can make an accurate judgment about any piece of clothing he has worn, even if he has only worn it once.

"Oh……"

I felt the straps of my vest slipping down below my shoulders.

"Don't worry, it won't fall off."

He signaled with his eyes.

The two heavy lumps just held up the vest.

"It doesn't show my waist at all..." I muttered softly, still missing the nightgown that outlined my body curves.

"The difference in aesthetics between men and women lies here..."

Draco and Harry exchanged a knowing look.

"Wear mine next time..." Harry said without hesitation.