[HP] Bond

"I want strawberry milk flavor ~ Godfather wants lemon vanilla ~"

Teddy stood on his tiptoes and pulled the counter taller than him, his bright eyes lingered on the colorful advertisement pictures, and his little face smiled sweetly.

"Okay, little Teddy~"

Florin also smiled, and quickly handed them two super-sized ice creams, and sprinkled a lot of crushed chocolate and crushed peanuts.

"Thank you, Grandpa Florin." The child smiled even sweeter, and holding the ice cream, he took a sip, and immediately a pink beard appeared on the side of his mouth.

Harry paid, took him by the hand in one hand, and carefully held the lemon vanilla ice cream in the other as he strolled unhurriedly along the alley that hadn't changed in years.

At noon, there were not many people, and the noisy hawking stopped, making Diagon Alley rare and deserted.

"It's so sweet~" Teddy took a big bite of the ice cream, turned his little head around, looked around happily, and suddenly his eyes lit up, staring excitedly at a certain shop opposite, "Huh? It's that Mr. Malfoy ~"

Harry followed his gaze, and in the beautiful window with many candy patterns posted, Draco was talking to a blonde girl, with his head slightly tilted, unable to see the expression on his face.

Is that the youngest daughter of the Greengrass family?

"Yeah, Teddy still remember?" His tone was light, and he stopped.

"Of course, he's so pretty!" Teddy looked up and shook the little hand he was holding, "I want to buy candy too, Godfather."

The people in the candy store also saw them, Draco was obviously taken aback, his feet moved slightly, and he subconsciously moved away from the girl.

Harry was also stunned.

People inside and outside the window looked at each other silently, and the atmosphere suddenly became weird.

"godfather?"

The ignorant little Teddy took a mouthful of ice cream and curiously urged the froze black-haired youth.

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"Draco..."

Astoria called his name softly.

Draco's face looked a little pale, he quickly retracted his gaze, and slightly pursed his lips.

After a while, he whispered, "I'm sorry, Astoria, I'm afraid I can't help you."

The girl curled her lips and smiled, her azure eyes carried a trace of complicated emotions, she glanced out the window, and said softly, "It's okay."

Her voice paused, and her soft tone sounded almost inaudible again, "I can find other people to cooperate."

"—but what about you?"

"I?"

Draco snorted a meaningless chuckle through his nostrils, and with a bit of sarcasm, he sighed as if resigned to his fate, "That's all."

He wasn't surprised the girl could tell.

In this world, there are many things that cannot be concealed, like fear, like love.

I just hope that the guy who has always been puzzled doesn't think too much.

Thinking about what that person would notice, even if it was just a little unreasonable guess, it was like an invisible hand tightening the heart tightly, and even the hands and feet became cold and numb due to the suffocating pain .

What can he do?

Draco thought desperately, he also tried to escape, tried to deceive, but he couldn't escape, what he couldn't deceive was his own heart.

Why did you see him at this time?

As long as it is later, maybe he can calmly accept a marriage without emotion, put away all the thoughts he shouldn't have, and play the role of a good husband and father in his future life, and be responsible for his family.

He felt he could do it.

But Harry looked at them from a distance, frowning slightly, as if he was very unhappy about the scene.

——The biggest illusion in life is that he might like you a little bit.

Fear and bitterness could not overwhelm the sudden, sad and pitiful joy, just a little bit, but like a tsunami, it easily overturned all his assumptions.

Astoria gave him a deep look, "Good luck, Draco."

She turned to leave, her elegant smile perfectly concealing her disappointment.

Not everyone can wait in such a hopeless love, she finally decided to give up amidst the man's instinctive estrangement, and personally drew an end to her unresolved relationship.

Maybe it's because the love is not deep enough. When I choose to let go, there is a feeling of finally reaching the end, and there is an inexplicable lightness in the gloomy mood.

Actually ignoring her existence, liking this silly savior with a bottle of oil——

Astoria slightly raised his chin, and when he passed by the two who had just entered the door, he snorted arrogantly in his heart.

She wanted to see how long Draco could last.

"I want the chocolate that floats up after eating, and the little candy that learns the sounds of animals~"

The little guy was bluffing, and after dragging his godfather in, he let go of his hand, dragged a beautiful little basket, and happily picked it up.

Harry stood awkwardly in front of Draco, embarrassed and at a loss.

His thoughts were confused, his lips moved but he didn't say anything. Many confrontations with this person in the past, and the painful eyes looking at his back in the dream appeared alternately in his mind, making him not sure what expression to put on.

Do you want him to ask directly, do you like me?

Maybe he will be sneered at by this person, and sprayed from head to toe, the kind who speaks sharply and without swearing.

But if he got an affirmative answer, what response could he give?

Avoiding his gaze, Draco greeted calmly, "What a coincidence, Potter."

"Yeah, what a coincidence, I'm fine on weekends, I'll take Teddy for a stroll." Seeing his dodging expression, Harry blurted out uncontrollably, "What about you, are you on a date?"

Draco's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and slowly lifted up again.

"No," the gray-blue eyes looked straight at him, "I just happened to meet."

The smells of all kinds of candies are unscrupulously intertwined, and the air in the room seems to have become sticky and sweet, and there is a slight illusion of being soaked in pleasant sweetness when breathing.

As if they were probing each other's expressions, or as if they wanted to confirm something, the two of them didn't speak again, only one step away, and each other's silhouettes were clearly reflected in their staring eyes.

It was like an obscure, mutually exclusive confrontation, and no one wanted to break the precarious things that were in between.

As for what those things were, Harry didn't even think about it, let alone realize that the other party had long since lost their armor and armor, and they were defeated.

He was secretly annoyed at the question of being impolite just now, and tried hard to figure out the reason for his impulsiveness, whether it was the two figures who were a little close, or the panicked reaction of this person when he saw him.

——Do you like me?

This question is so embarrassing, I actually have such a good time?

Harry swallowed dryly, and swallowed the question back. His eyes wandered for a moment, and he saw the uneaten ice cream in his hand, which was still in perfect shape under the influence of magic.

"That," he scratched his head, didn't know what to say for a while, and passed the ice cream in his hand, "Do you eat ice cream?"

Draco's eyes widened slightly, staring at him like he was staring at a small troll - the kind with a bell hanging on it, stupid enough to sell ice cream whenever he sees it.

"thanks."

The tone of thanks was a bit heavy, and it seemed to have a bit of gnashing of teeth. Draco stretched out his hand, and gracefully took the ice cream with his slender fingers, and then took a big mouthful very inelegantly. Emotions were frozen by the cold temperature.

What the hell did I think of this idiot in the first place—