HP When Harry is a Genius

Chapter 141

On the third day after Christmas, Lucius and Narcissa came to sit down for a while. Everyone was polite but friendly, friendly but awkward, and awkward but sparked.

Polite exchange refers to Sirius and the Malfoys, Snape and the Malfoys.

The awkward exchange refers to Lupine and the Malfoys.

The passionate exchange refers to Mr. Ron Weasley's exchange with the Malfoys.

The cordial communication refers to the Malfoy family and the old Mrs. Black in the portrait, and the domesticated young Kreacher and Dobby.

The old lady Black was happier seeing Narcissa than seeing Draco, she yelled "Honey Sissy" one after another, and even Lucius was affectionately called "the beautiful little slippery head of the Malfoy family" by her, Draco Coe was described by her as "the perfect combination of Black and Malfoy".

The old lady repeatedly told Narcissa to visit her often, as if she wished she could get out of the photo frame and hold Narcissa's hand to tell her heart and teach her.

In the end, Sirius, who really couldn't bear to see the happy family, reminded him sourly: "You are dead, dear mother, what is left now is just a portrait. Why did Narcissa want a portrait?" Are portraits a waste of time?"

"Negative son! Prodigal bastard! The evil seed I gave birth to!" The old lady screamed again.

Sirius pulled up the curtains with a "wow", and the world was quiet.

Even the "pretty little cunning" Lucius secretly let out a sigh of relief.

Dobby came out of the Malfoy Manor, and it's normal to have high respect for the Malfoy family.But Kreacher seemed to respect Narcissa, the mistress of Malfoy Manor, more than Dobby.

The old house elf was so excited that he almost fainted after seeing Narcissa. When he bowed to Narcissa, his body was ridiculously low, his big nose like a pig's nose was crushed to the ground, and his hoarse and low voice like a bullfrog revealed Trembling and joy: "Kreacher sends greetings to the noblest and most charming Miss Narcissa, and Kreacher wishes Miss Narcissa a Merry Christmas."

Compared with Sirius, the rebellious eldest son of the Black family, Kreacher seems to be more willing to serve the married Black girl Narcissa Malfoy.

Harry felt that if Kreacher hadn't been loyal enough to the Black family, and his character was not as rebellious and freedom-seeking as Dobby, maybe this elderly house-elf had gone to Malfoy Manor to join Narcissa long ago.

And compared to Sirius, Narcissa is indeed very kind to Kreacher.She didn't prepare any gifts for her former servant Dobby, but specially prepared a whole set of exquisite and gorgeous pillows and bedding for Kreacher, the house elf who served her when she was a child.

Kreacher's moved tears dripped down on the carpet. Holding the quilt given by Narcissa, he choked up and said: "Miss Narcissa is as kind and kind as ever. Kreacher sincerely wishes Miss Narcissa and Draco Master, Kreacher is going to cover the Japanese silk velvet quilt given by Miss Narcissa on Kreacher's carved wooden bed, and little master Harry has just prepared a carved wooden bed for Kreacher as a Christmas gift, which is made of South African red sandalwood."

"Kreacher, you are getting old, let Dobby share more of the burden for you when you are working." Narcissa said softly, she reached out to help this humble house elf: "Take care of Sirius, Kreacher , he is the only man in the Black family."

"Kreacher will take good care of the young master, Kreacher promises." The house-elf said while hugging its small Japanese silk velvet quilt.

Sirius was very awkward at the side, he was moved by cousin Narcissa's concern for him, but also felt uncomfortable all over his body.In particular, that white peacock, Lucius Malfoy, was also acting like a brother-in-law and asking Dobby to be obedient.

He felt that all this should be done by the expelled cousin——Andromeda Black Tonks and Tonks's brother-in-law, which seemed warm and reasonable.

However, at the moment standing in Black's old house and chatting with him are the Malfoys who are not very familiar and friendly.

Afterwards, Lucius and Narcissa took Draco away, Snape also left, and Harry and the others returned to their previous easy life.

"You didn't ask Malfoy to stay for a few more days." Ron teased with his arms around Harry's neck.

"Why should I stay? Draco should go home to be with his own parents, too," Harry said.

Ron curled his lips and said, "I always feel that you are not as warm to him as before. He is also more and more evasive towards you. And he even sent you a pair of female earrings as a Christmas gift. He's treating you like a little girl. Has he forgotten that you're a man?"

"What are you thinking about?" Harry pushed Ron away angrily: "As Hermione said, we are all grown up and don't like to fight as much as we did when we were young. Didn't you always think I was too old? Ever get close to Slytherin? Now what's going on?"

Ron scratched his head and muttered, "I just always feel weird. It's just that he's been evasive to you all the time, and you're doing the same to him now."

"Ah, did you? You're thinking too much." Harry said while touching the Time-Turner in his arms.

Ron's intuition was not wrong, and some things did happen that made Harry have to deliberately avoid Draco in the near future.

That Christmas Eve, everyone drank a lot of wine and got drunk. Ron went to bed early, but the drunk Harry was always tossing and turning.

Finally, he left the sleeping pig Ron and slipped into Draco Malfoy's room.It used to be the place where Narcissa Malfoy lived, and it was neatly cleaned up by Kreacher.

Harry was in his old Black house, wearing an invisibility cloak, tracing the delicate eyebrows and eyes of the sleeping blond boy inch by inch with his fingers.

He felt sick.

Harry thinks his sexual orientation is normal. He has a good impression of beautiful girls, such as Qiu Zhang and others, and he also has a feeling for the sexy female star pictorial that Dudley likes. He is also happy to go to the swimming pool with Dudley during the summer vacation. Watch girls swim in bikinis.

However, that day, after he saw the disheveled Sirius' magnificent alluring appearance, he also had the same unspeakable impulse.That impulse was aimed at the alluring body of the handsome man.And, after the impulse passed, Harry's first thought was, what kind of scenery is hidden under Draco's robe?

So here he comes.

The fire in the room was beating warmly, silently, and the air seemed to be filled with a lingering sweet fragrance.

On the complicated and luxurious carved walnut bed, a thin young boy was sleeping soundly.Under the dim light of the stove fire, his pale face showed a faint blush after drunkenness.

Harry stood silently by the bed for a long time, staring at the cat-like sleeping face of the blond boy.

He stretched out his hand, gently tracing the familiar eyebrows and outlines over and over again.Then with trembling fingers, he gently unbuttoned the loose buttons on the boy's nightgown, and then peeled off the boy's clothes slowly and slowly like peeling a green orange.

The flawless, honey-colored skin of the blond boy was completely exposed. In the slightly chilly air, the boy curled up unconsciously, and let out a small reminder.

The bright moonlight slipped in through the cracks in the curtains, and Harry's heart was pounding.

This exhortation finally broke all his rationality, Harry finally couldn't help but leaned down, and kissed two red dogwood almost reverently.

Harry's hand landed on Draco's smooth shoulder, stroking it gently, then around his white and thin chest, and finally lingered repeatedly on the boy's flexible waist.

His tongue obsessively licked the two attractive red fruits, and his teeth gently rubbed the pink buds.

How intoxicating is the sweetness between the lips, and how soft the touch of the fingertips is, this wonderful taste touches Harry's soul more than the most mellow liquor.

Gradually, his kiss unconsciously turned into licking, and his fingers also moved down unconsciously...

Draco snapped his eyes open.

He grabbed the restless hand.

"Harry Potter!" Draco said Harry's name through gritted teeth, "What are you doing?"

"I'm just here to confirm my sexual orientation, don't get me wrong." Harry replied nonchalantly, he calmly pulled out his hand and took off the Invisibility Cloak.

"Sexual orientation?" Draco laughed angrily. The 13-year-old boy's voice was as gloomy as a cold icehouse, "Take me for confirmation? Is the savior gay? The Potter family may be extinct!"

"You discriminate against homosexuals?" Harry asked.

"Not discriminatory," Draco replied, "nor supportive. It's none of my business anyway."

Both were silent.

"I like the emerald stud earrings you gave me," Harry said hoarsely.

Draco blushed suddenly. "I was being rude," he said.

"Why?" Harry raised his eyebrows, "What special meaning do these earrings have?"

"I picked it for the girl I like," Draco said, "but I accidentally misplaced it when I asked the owl party to give it. You know, I have a lot of presents, and it's okay to mix them up." Forgivable thing."

Harry's face turned completely cold.

"The girl you like, who is she? Pansy Parkinson?" Harry asked calmly.

Draco looked up at Harry.Under the cold moonlight, the 13-year-old savior stood quietly in front of his bed, expressionless, showing no emotion or anger.In the dim light of the night, the outline of the savior became soft and graceful, very much like the goddess Hali in his dream.

Draco's heart skipped a beat.

"It's not Pansy." Draco turned his head uncomfortably, and changed the subject in a panic, "Have you confirmed your sexual orientation?"

"No." Harry stared at Draco coldly, no trace of warmth could be seen in his black eyes, he raised the corners of his mouth mockingly, and said calmly, "But you don't have to worry at all, even if I'm gay , I have no feelings for you either."

Draco looked at him in astonishment.

Harry strode out of Draco's room and turned the Time-Turner as planned.

In the room, Draco fell asleep soundly.

Harry Potter never set foot in Draco Malfoy's bedroom that night.

"Oh, Potter." A clear, sigh-like voice sounded.

Harry opened his eyes suddenly, Ron was snoring beside him, and the framed picture of Phineas Black on the wall was empty.

"I had another nightmare." Harry laughed to himself.