[HP] Bond

Draco met Ginny Weasley in Diagon Alley.

At the entrance of the Weasley joke store, the tall and beautiful red-haired witch was surrounded by enthusiastic fans asking for autographs, with her eyes bent and her smile generous and hearty.

He glanced at it from a distance, and suddenly recalled the little girl who couldn't help but blush when she saw the little savior when she first entered school, stuttered and couldn't speak. people.

Harrison, who was extremely courteous and polite to him, followed her step by step with a big smile on his face, trying to get an interview.

When he passed by, he even heard the unprofessional reporter's voice deliberately raised, "Will you attend Mr. Porter's engagement banquet? You know, the two admirers have always regretted that you couldn't get together. .”

Draco frowned, already starting to regret choosing today to inspect the store. Some people who recognized him began to whisper to each other, and their eyes turned back and forth between him and Ginny, as if they were all waiting for a fierce battle between the current and the former. A good showdown.

"Evis Harrison?"

The red-haired witch, who was used to the attention of everyone, gave the reporter a sideways glance, and the corners of her bright red lips curled up in a mocking arc.

"You know me?" Harrison looked flattered, and only he knew how sincere he was.

"Of course." Ginny stroked her hair, showing a look of reminiscence, and said nonchalantly, "A few years ago, the reporter criticized my style of speaking and taste in the report and questioned what the savior really liked about that stupid girl. ,deep impression."

"—Why, your current aesthetics are different from before?"

Harrison's face turned into an inflated red balloon at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he shut his mouth embarrassingly under the eyes of everyone's indignation and dissatisfaction.

Ginny scolded a certain reporter unceremoniously, then signaled to the assistant beside her to hand over two large bags full of toys to herself, carried them through the suddenly separated crowd, smiled at Draco, and said Not very close attitude but very sincere.

"I was going to visit you," she shook the things in her hand, "Are you done? Go pick up Teddy first."

The casual tone was not at all like facing someone whom he hadn't seen for a long time and had no contact with.

"Okay." Draco took the toys calmly, turned sideways and gave in a step, and the two left Diagon Alley on the creaking snow, not feeling any attention, The smile on his face faded.

Teddy recently studied painting in a small children's art gallery near the community. He had a great time with his little friends. After the activity, many little guys said goodbye to him with sweet smiles.

The first time I saw a little girl who came to pick him up from Ginny was full of curiosity, "Is that your mother? She's so beautiful~"

Draco pursed his lips, feeling quite uncomfortable.

He had to admit that he was a little - well, very concerned about the lady having anything to do with his lover.

"No, that's my aunt." Teddy replied casually, ran to Draco's side, held his hand, and showed off with his small face flattered, "Draco, the teacher praised you today." Me, I even posted my paintings in the exhibition area~”

Draco wanted to rub his little head, but had no free hand, so he shook his little hand slightly, "That's great——"

Teddy waited for a kiss, and then smiled and greeted the people around him, "Ginny, Ginny, I miss you so much~"

"Little Teddy is still so sweet," Ginny bent down and twisted his little nose. "Are you having fun?"

"Happy~" Little Teddy smiled like a soft and shining sun, turned around and pulled Draco's sleeve to look at the two bags of toys, his eyes were shining, "This is for Is it mine?"

Draco picked him up, "This is a gift from Miss Weasley for you."

"Thank you." Teddy thanked him obediently, and then he kept looking at the new gadgets until he was stuffed into his arms with a plush puppet the size of a basketball.

The little guy pinches the little guy's long pink tongue, listens to it humming and singing, and enjoys himself.

There is really nothing to say between the two adults. Occasionally communicate with the children about what they have learned today and whether they have made new friends, so as to avoid the embarrassment of being left alone for a long time.

They returned to the house protected by many magics. Little Teddy looked regretfully at the little train covered in snow in the yard. After tidying up the new toys by himself, he hugged his new love, the cute plush puppet Sitting by the big French windows, I continued to build the building block castle that I couldn't finish yesterday.

Draco prepared tea and snacks, and the two sat facing each other, drinking tea each, watching from a distance as he made tangled gestures for the color of the roof, and finally chose golden red.

"I forgot to say congratulations," Ginny broke the silence, "How is Harry?"

"not bad."

Draco gently put down the teacup, and said flatly that he could calmly entertain his lover's ex-girlfriend as the host, but he couldn't help but sourly speculate about their past.

Harry Potter is the best and gentlest lover in the world, so he must have been nice and gentle to Ginny Weasley before, right?

So angry——

The platinum villain in his heart hugged a big lemon like Teddy hugging a puppet, resting his chin on it and puffing out his cheeks angrily.

The owner of Malfoy, who was always elegant, couldn't show those emotions at all, and the smile on the corner of his lips was quite standard, "The game is very exciting, are you going to Holland next?"

Ginny's eyes fell on the shelf on the wall. The familiar face in the photo frame was smiling brightly, and the lake green eyes were shining brightly in the sunlight.

She lowered her head, gently stirred the black tea with a small silver fork, and replied absent-mindedly: "Yeah, time is a little tight, I will leave after attending your engagement banquet."

——It doesn’t matter if you don’t come.

Of course Draco couldn't say that, and smirked perfunctorily, "That's really an honor."

"Really?" Ginny smiled instead, "But you don't seem to welcome me."

Tsk, Gryffindor—

The corners of Draco's mouth drooped slightly, and he leaned back on the chair behind him, "Miss Weasley was joking."

Annoyed, he began to count the time when Harry got off work, hoping to end the embarrassment of chatting alone with this lady early, but after a second thought, he hoped that the guy wouldn't come back at noon today.

Ginny looked at him for a while, and seemed to find it quite interesting, and her slightly tense shoulders relaxed slightly, "You've changed a lot, Malfoy."

Draco endured it for a while, but he still couldn't hold back, rolled his eyes upwards, and said bluntly, "Don't say that we knew each other very well before, Weasley."

"I'm quite familiar with you," Ginny smiled softly. "I paid close attention to you when I was at Hogwarts. Maybe it's because of a woman's intuition about a rival in love?"

This topic is not very friendly, and it is easy for people to have the illusion that they are intervening in other people's feelings. Draco's face is dark because of this, "Weasley, I'm not interested in talking to you about it."

"Really not interested?" Ginny stroked her hair, she is indeed a very beautiful girl, and such a simple action is also very charming, "But I think you mind it, you know, if you and With Harry, contact with us is unavoidable."

The Weasleys are so annoying!Also, would you please remove the if? !

Draco stared at her coldly, just like he did many years ago, when Harry always smiled and walked up to the little red-haired girl, and took her hand naturally, all the tender gazes belonged to her.

Harry liked her, and this alone was enough to arouse his greatest vigilance and hostility. It had nothing to do with the trust and tacit understanding between him and his lover, it was all for, um, jealousy.

Ginny chuckled, and she began to understand why Harry fell in love with this man. In some ways, Malfoy still retains his original childishness, whether he likes it or hates it, he is so fresh and pure.

As much as he was a disguising Slytherin, it must have been a great comfort to Harry to be so focused and intense when he didn't have to.

She stroked the rim of the cup with her fingertips, and after a moment of silence, she took out a slender lady's cigarette from the cigarette case she carried with her, and shook it between her fingers, "Do you mind?"

"It's ok."

Draco was surprised that she could still smoke, and there was no ashtray at home, so he just pushed a small plate over.

Ginny took a puff of the cigarette, then exhaled it slowly, watching the dense mist disperse in the slightly cool air with the fragrance of marigolds.

"I know you like him. It started at Hogwarts. The way you look at him is actually quite obvious sometimes."

She smiled faintly, flicked the cigarette ash skillfully with her downcast eyes, "Everyone knows that you are rivals, and everyone knows that the person Harry Potter cares most about at Hogwarts is Draco Malfoy. It never made me happy at all, even after we were in love."

Draco snorted softly, "I'm so sorry."

Ginny raised her eyes and looked at him with a complicated expression, "Actually, I was more worried than you that Harry would find out your thoughts at that time. You have been fighting against each other since the first grade. Even if you get along badly, you still occupy each other too much." So many memories. I made a bet with myself that if we were both in a crowd at the same time, who would he spot first—I lost face every time, which was embarrassing.”

Draco suppressed the curvature of the corner of his mouth, pretending not to care and said: "After all, my hair color is more obvious."

The cigarette ash in Ginny's hand fell on the table, and she almost shed tears of laughter at this lame joke, "Yes, maybe that's one of the reasons, Master Malfoy who is always shining."

She took another puff of the cigarette with that little smile, as if the cover of the fog could make some words easier to say, "In all the adventure stories of the savior, his girlfriend doesn't seem to play much role The supporting role is not as good as the existence of the deadly enemy. After the war was over, I thought it would be like a fairy tale ending where a warrior defeats the devil and lives happily with his lover from then on.”

"But you broke up with him." Draco frowned slightly, not only jealousy, but also some incomprehensible doubts in his tone, "He obviously treats you very well."

"Yes, he's fine." Ginny's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and she couldn't see clearly behind the misty smoke.

"When the war just ended, Harry turned down a job offered by the Ministry of Magic and insisted on being an Auror—" she sighed. "Of course, no one would refuse his request. As a girlfriend I am also sincerely proud of him."

What are you proud of? Have you counted how many times he entered St. Mungo's in those years?

Draco retorted dissatisfied in his heart. On the surface, he still had to put on a quiet listening posture. He could see that this lady didn't care about his reaction, but just wanted to tell him.

"Contrary to what I thought, when we really started dating, we didn't have much time to be alone." Ginny rested her forehead with one hand, and said slowly in a reminiscent tone, "His job is very dangerous, and he often Injured, he disappeared for several days when he was busy, finally had a little free time, and he had to appease the little Teddy who was very clingy to him, and he had to sort out the piles of Potter's and Black's that would be handed over to him when he became an adult. property, to find time to meet his friends, or to visit the families of those comrades who died in the war."

She showed a strange smile, as if she was disappointed, but also as if she was laughing at herself, "The person I love is a great hero, but that hero has too many people and things in his heart."

Draco couldn't help but said, "Can't you understand him? At that time, it was the most hectic situation."

"I understood and endured it, but I was too young at that time." Ginny shook her head, "The girlfriend of the savior Harry Potter, the future wife, the person who will spend the rest of his life with him—like that The name has brought me too much attention and pressure."

She lazily took a puff of cigarette, with a hint of sarcasm floating between her brows, "Countless wizards and witches I know or don't know, gossip newspapers and magazines, those people who have nothing to do with our feelings, comment there. , point and point."

"What's so good about that stupid woman who can't even match her clothes? How can she be liked by the savior?" Ginny squeezed her throat imitating some people's sour sarcasm, and flicked the cigarette in her hand again, " I toss out a pile of beautifully worded love letters for him every day, and it still annoys me knowing that Harry doesn't care about them. Sometimes, I even envy Ron and Hermione, who have been through so much together and have seen each other the most. In the most distressed appearance, most of the time, you only need a look or an expression to know what the other person is thinking, and when you are talking, you will suddenly burst into laughter for a certain word or sentence."

Draco thought about such a scene, and some sour bubbles appeared in his heart.

"At the beginning, Harry was worried that I would feel excluded, so he always patiently told me many things about the past. Later, I didn't want to listen any more." Ginny murmured, and sucked again. Taking a puff of smoke, he accidentally choked on it, turned his head and coughed a few times.

"I love him," her voice was a little hoarse due to coughing or something else, "even until the moment I said goodbye, I still loved him."

"He doesn't understand style, doesn't understand romance, and often makes people angry without knowing it. When he is kind to someone, he is wholeheartedly good. He will be a good husband and father who is responsible for his relationship and family. He is willing Let me participate in everything he does, and let me know clearly that I will be included in all his arrangements for the rest of his life."

There was a trace of water in Ginny's eyes, looking at the young man with a sour expression on the opposite side, she smiled and blinked away, and said calmly: "But those good things can't overcome my urge to fly, and my unwillingness to fly." The pride of being seen as someone's vassal."

She pinched out the cigarette in her hand, sat up straight, "I hope to join the Quidditch team, be an excellent Seeker, and hope to win the Quidditch World Cup for the British team. But everyone thinks, Harry Potter's partner should not choose such a busy job that often requires closed training or overseas competitions."

"They think that I must be a good wife who can take care of all trivial matters and let the savior go to save the world at ease. They think that learning how to be a good wife, a qualified mother and godmother in advance is more important than my dream."

Draco pouted, feeling the same way, "Even if you do it, those boring guys won't be satisfied."

"Now I can understand and am willing to wait, but at that time I was only 18 years old." Ginny played with the exquisite cigarette case in her hand, took out another cigarette and held it in her hand without lighting it again, "I got love , but couldn’t bear the troubles and pressures that followed, and always felt that I had to sacrifice too much for that relationship.”

"—Yes, I use the word sacrifice to describe everything I should have done, only to see myself being pushed to the ground and forgetting that the person standing in front of me needs to bear more. When I am emotional When we start to weigh the pros and cons and calculate the gains and losses, giving up it has become a choice."

She exhaled lightly, "And I chose to give up."

The bright and confident Quidditch star who is loved by many people now looked a little slumped, Draco was unmoved, and asked coldly: "Now, do you regret it?"

"No. I'm sorry, but I've never regretted it." Ginny turned her head and looked at the intimate photo of the three of them on the shelf. "Continuing like that, I don't know what I will become."

Harry has always supported her and tolerated her. All the confinement and struggles she thought were in the final analysis were due to inferiority and weakness.

When she finally achieved an excellent self through hard work, she could stand beside that person calmly and would not be crushed by any doubts, there was no place for her there.

Regret?

Harry chose a former Death Eater with a bad reputation, who still has the courage to love and be loved, and can still stand up for the one he loves to resist malice and harm, and this time, the people behind him did not leave behind. He turned and left.

"Malfoy, I'm not here to show off our past, nor to declare war." Ginny looked at the opposite person who seemed to be vigilant enough to explode at any time, a little funny, but also a little sour, "It's just that many things have involved me recently, a little Just worrying. What I want to say is, if you really love him, no matter how many rumors there are, please don't give up."

"Don't let everything he expected fail again."