Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

"That was nine months later..."

I tried to run away, but he grabbed my wrist.

With one lead, I threw myself on his chest.

Draco fell back and I lay on top of him.

"Why do you feel more impatient than us, Aurora?"

He helped me push aside a bunch of curly hair that was hanging in front of my face, revealing my cheek.

"The oil on your body has stained my clothes."

I deliberately acted disgusted.

"What am I talking about? I just washed myself clean. I don't know who made me dirty again." Draco put his arms around my waist.

I could sense that he was different.

The desire that had just dissipated was aroused again by me.

"Aurora……"

"My Aurora..." His voice was magnetic and hoarse.

His hand came to my cheek and pinched it.

"Aurora, who can only light fires but cannot put them out..."

"Ah..." I let out a short scream and he quickly released his strength.

"I didn't use much force just now..." He gently stroked my face with a guilty look on his face.

I leaned over and placed a kiss on his lips.

"The handsome elf prince is finally mine..." I smiled triumphantly.

"it's my honour."

He took the opportunity to deepen the kiss.

"Are you seducing Aurora again?"

Harry leaned against the door and knocked gently on the already open door.

"Hurry up and close the door." Draco snorted coldly and urged, "You are too slow, I..." He pecked my lips again: "It is better to strike first."

"I don't have a hobby of turning into a bird..."

Harry said with a deliberately disdainful expression.

"Who are you saying are birds?" Draco was about to retort, but suddenly smiled: "Aurora, Harry said we are birds."

Draco pressed down on my back, a pair of giant wings almost touching the roof.

Draco's expression was smug.

Harry was unmoved.

"Humph, it's just a child's trick."

His voice was not loud, but just loud enough for Draco to hear.

"That's still better than you. Aurora and I are of the same species!"

God, Draco was really bad at arguing.

I gently comforted Draco who was furious.

When I touched the seam where his back met his wings, his expression became odd.

"what's wrong?"

"It's okay..." He took my hand away, "You can't touch here casually, especially in critical moments... when you can't help me solve the problem..."

He expressed his opinion cryptically.

"What does that mean?" I didn't understand.

"Forget it. Only by experiencing it yourself can you understand..."

His hand gently touched the fuzz where my back meets my wings.

"Well……"

I tried my best to suppress the moan that was about to escape.

"Oh? So this is the elf's weak spot..." Harry came to my side without me noticing.

"Can I try it too?" His expression was sincere.

"No." Draco stretched out his long arm to stop him from getting any closer.

"The elves will feel excited when the feathers on their wings are touched..."

"You really have double standards." Harry snorted.

"Just once, just once..." I grabbed Harry's sleeve with a heroic expression on my face.

He was amused by my statement.

Draco said angrily, "Fool Aurora, you've been fooled again... Who among us is the most scheming? Haven't you realized it yet?"