[HP] Time Corner

The two embraced and apparated, and a moment later they appeared in the living room of Malfoy Manor. There was still a little bit of dim light in the study upstairs, and it seemed that Lucius hadn't rested yet.

"Go to my room." Draco lowered his voice, and the two went upstairs quietly.

Closing the door, Draco cast a dozen silencing spells in the room, being listened to the corner or something, no matter whether it was intentional or not, so that things that were not Malfoy would not happen to him.

When he finished tidying up, there was already the sound of rushing water in the bathroom. Draco sat on the big bed, showing a rare anxiety that only a teenager could have.

The sound of planks rubbing against the ground gently.

The bathroom door was pushed open.Draco stared almost fixedly at the slowly opening door.From his current angle, he could only see a slender calf, and a second later, Harry appeared in front of him.The originally black messy hair was now firmly attached to his head, and water droplets were still dripping down from the ends of the hair. The water droplets slid down his chest and sank into the bath towel wrapped around his waist.

It is not the youthfulness of a boy, but the maturity and sharpness of youth.Harry, who had drank the aging potion, was in a trance and coincided with the former Minister of Auror who had experienced in the Ministry of Magic.

A low and hoarse voice rang in his ears. "Drary, go take a shower."

The platinum boy almost ran away, he was afraid that if he was too late, he would throw the boy he coveted for a long time to the ground.Somewhat dizzy, he entered the bathroom, and the sound of rushing water sounded, and he tried to restrain his desire that just surged up.The mirror in the bathroom showed the young man's lean body, and his pale complexion was now slightly pink under the transpiration of the hot water.Draco took a shower like a battle, wrapped himself in towels, and picked up the aging agent that Harry put in the bathroom.

When he grows up, he is obviously more handsome, with exquisite facial features, one point increase is too much, and one point decrease is too little.His body is thin and his complexion is pale, but he is not as weak as a white chicken, but every minute contains powerful strength, and the long platinum-blond hair that is usually hidden by magic hangs down his shoulders.

Harry was sitting on the edge of the bed wiping his hair, the bath towel around his waist was a little untied, and Draco's gray-blue eyes narrowed instantly.

"Drary." Harry raised his head, his clear green eyes were still slightly steamed at the moment, being stared at by such eyes, the string of reason in the young man's heart snapped with a click, and he rushed recklessly. Go up and push his boy down on the bed, like a lion who doesn't know its weight.

"Drary, it's not fair!" Harry, who came to realize his situation, exclaimed, but lightly poked his finger on the upper chest, and the platinum boy who was pressing on him smiled ambiguously, "How is it fair? Is this so?" ?”

"Well--"

The mandarin ducks crossed each other's necks, and they were turned into red waves, which aroused an unspeakable passion.

. . . This is the dividing line that a big crab crawls across

The next morning, there were only Lucius and Narcissa at the dinner table. Lucius was eating breakfast slowly, and Narcissa was still a little confused. What happened to Harry and Xiaolong, who usually get up early on weekdays? Did they go to bed too late yesterday? Yes, do you want to ask Duoqi to call.

Lucius' face also changed a little, remembering that two conjoined twins walked into Draco's room yesterday, and they knew what happened to them with their toes. Playing this hand just after saying yesterday's words is really... abominable! ! !

"Two bastards! Leave them alone."

Narcissa looked at Lucius' pale face and smiled knowingly.

There was still a thin layer of mist outside the window, but the sun was already high.The sunlight is not strong, and it can pass through the carved windows into the room, covering the room with a layer of warm warm yellow.

The two boys on the bed were fast asleep. One had long platinum-blonde hair spread naturally on the pillow, and there was another boy with messy black hair in his arms. Outside the quilt, a blush that was unique to satiation appeared on her fair face.

The long eyelashes trembled. The platinum-blonde boy woke up from his sleep, and when he looked up, he saw a boy nestled in her arms like a cat, leaning over and lowering his head to gently kiss the boy's lips while he was asleep. a kiss.Gently released the young man in his arms, got up from the bed lightly, stuffed his bare arms back into the quilt, and gently pulled the quilt again.

It wasn't until mid-sun that Harry opened his eyes slightly. He beat his waist in pain, touched the cold bed beside him, and couldn't help cursing in a low voice. "Damn Malfoy, intemperate bastard!"

In fact, yesterday, it might not have been so intense, but the two sides had a small-scale battle on the bed in order to fight for the initiative. However, it turns out that this kind of thing has nothing to do with the value of force.In terms of combat power, both of them have strong bloodlines and combat skills honed in the war, and their force value is almost the same. However, Draco's excellent skills quickly made him throw up his armor and armor on the bed. Limp down on the bed.

In other words, he really tormented him, but he couldn't get angry but said he couldn't do it. As a result, the usually gentle and handsome boy immediately turned into a big devil, tossing him to death, and he shouted several times to stop, that The bastard who was dissatisfied with desire made a good promise, and then raised his gun again in the next second, so he could only hehe——Sure enough, he couldn't believe a Malfoy's promise in bed, and he was fooled by him countless times!Harry ruffled his messy hair angrily.

Not long after, Young Master Malfoy opened the door and entered, carrying a bowl of porridge. "Harry, you've slept through your breakfast and must be hungry. I asked Doki to make some soup for you to keep warm. Here, have some.

Looking at the smiling young man, Harry wished he could punch him in the face, but he couldn't bear that handsome face, so he could only stare at him fiercely.Too bad it didn't work at all, his wet green eyes just waking up from sleep seemed more like a silent invitation.Draco put the porridge in his hand on the bedside table, hugged Harry and leaned forward for a deep tongue kiss.

Harry, who couldn't breathe, blushed from holding back, and had to say that Draco, who was born in a noble family, was far ahead of Harry by a few blocks in terms of skills.

Draco, who finally realized the plight of his lover, let go of the sad and angry Harry, and sat beside Harry's bed, pointing his fingers aggrievedly, "Harry, you can't blame me, after all, you are too tempting."

"Tempting you big-headed ghost, I'm a man!!! A man!!!" Harry's face wrinkled into a bun, is it really a man to tempt?But there is still a little joy in my heart, what is the matter.

Harry accepted Draco's feeding in a daze.

At lunch, Harry finally came down from the stairs, Lucius looked meaningfully at his somewhat abnormal walking posture, and glanced at a clear bite mark on his son's exposed neck, and nodded at Draco.

"Nice Valentine's Day night." The silky cello-like words carried a hint of ambiguity, which immediately made the two of them blush.