"I thought I could see two people."
Wearing a decent sapphire blue dress with a dazzling diamond brooch on the chest, Blaise elegantly held the teacup and spoke while the pearl cuffs on his hands were round and shiny as small accessories. He has chocolate-colored skin and beautiful facial features inherited from his mother. Sitting opposite Draco, he is like a big black pearl wrapped in blue velvet...
Although Draco wished he had never come to visit today.
"No 'you think', Mr. Zabini," Draco said expressionlessly, maintaining the demeanor of the Malfoy heir. You know, he thought that this dark chocolate bean would not come to the door during this period. You know, this guy is better at reading than Pansy. His face became more expressionless, "Why are you here wearing such a fancy robe?"
"Of course I'm here to visit my friend," Blaise looked deliberately surprised, making Draco want to punch him, "Oh, my dear Draco, even if we are on vacation and we don't communicate with each other due to various matters, but Are we no longer friends? I don’t think our friendship is so weak, right?"
"If you stop talking nonsense, you can leave from the fireplace." Draco didn't want to be polite to him at all. He really didn't want to be polite to people recently. People were always too lazy to be polite when they were in a bad mood or troubled by many things, so he could only point at Blasie while holding a piece of rose scone, which meant, 'It's okay. Get out of here'.
It was a sunny day. When Harry came back from St. Mungo's, Harry received a phone call to return to the United States. Eric told him seriously on the phone that there was some trouble at home and he needed to go back... Harry turned pale with fear and went back.
Draco originally wanted to go together, but Blasie's visit forced him to sit here alone, expressionless in front of this friend who was full of tricks.
"Okay, okay, ever since you experienced an incredible adventure, you have become more rude and direct. Be patient, Draco, be patient. This is not good." Blaise raised his hands in surrender and took something from somewhere in his robe. Two invitations, a standard smile, and a gesture, "Just use a little of your patience with our dear Harry."
Draco looked at the two invitations with strange eyes.
"Don't tell me..."
"That's right," Blaise crossed his hands on his lap and said very gracefully, "my mother is getting remarried again."
"Excuse me, let me ask a rude question - how many times has this happened?"
"The eighth time," Blasie said, "my seventh father unfortunately died abroad due to the big disaster some time ago——"
"I know that," Draco gestured to him not to start from the beginning, "my father also went to the funeral, and we also said some useless words of comfort to you, so your mother decided to give you a second child so quickly. Eight fathers?”
"My mother has always been pursued by many people. She also felt that a complete family is necessary, so she decided to hold a wedding after falling in love again. Is it difficult to understand?" Blaise said, "Look, because we are friends, you Did I personally visit and deliver the invitation to Harry - or did I miss out on Harry's share?"
Draco then realized that there were two copies of the invitation.
"...No," Draco crossed his arms and took the invitation with squinted eyes, "So, one of them was sent to Harry from your family - did your mother approve it?"
"Why not?" Blaise asked with a smile, "A classmate with excellent academic performance, a friend with whom I have a good relationship, a respectable sole heir of a wealthy family with a long history, why should I not Inviting him to the wedding banquet held by my family, my mother has great enthusiasm for him, or in other words, what reason does the entire upper-class aristocratic circle have to refuse to allow the Potter family and the Black family to re-enter the social circle? "
"You think our Harry is too frivolous. He is now important enough to be a guest in any house. He will not be blamed even without an invitation - it is just a question of whether he is willing or not." Blaise seemed to be discussing the latest Fashionable perfumes are the same as fashion. Talking about these is very smooth, "To be honest, some people have always wanted your father to introduce you to your closest friend, but your father always refused and said, 'This is not something I can agree to. '," the chocolate-colored boy said slyly, "but I guess this is not a refusal. I know that Harry is difficult to find and get out of the house——so in the face of my mother's eager expectation, I have no choice but to come to you. Trying to save face here, Draco."
Draco sneered: "I thought they were scared to death - people like Nott."
Blaise had already prepared: "Of course Nott's family is not on our invitation list. That would be disappointing. Draco, I can't even consider this. Am I such a stupid person in your eyes?"
Inviting guests is also a skill. If you invite two important guests for the sake of face, but the two parties have a grudge, this will not only enmity yourself and make both families feel offended, but it is also a way to express yourself unintentionally. Stupid, the last act that brought bad news to the party.
"I, my mother, and my new father are all very much looking forward to the arrival of you and Harry's family to add a touch of splendor to my current wedding banquet." Although he is only thirteen years old, Blaise can say this. It was said that he was very familiar with it, without any stiffness or disobedience, as if he was the one getting married, with a proud and happy demeanor.
"I will convey your sincerity," Draco said unconvincingly, "but whether to go or not is up to him. You have to know that you are inviting someone who has little interest in socializing and no experience at all."
"I believe you will be considerate of our Harry and make him less bored——"
"Say one more word like 'our Harry' and you'll leave that way." Draco pointed to the fireplace expressionlessly.
"Okay, okay... Speaking of which, there are two more posts going to different places, sent by owls from my mother," Blaise shrugged and said easily, "I guess Mrs. Malfoy will at least be satisfied."
He knocked on the saucer under the tea cup: "Although it may disturb you, my mother told me to wait for his reply before going back... So when can Harry come back? As he came back late, I think you don't mind. Shall I have dinner with you here?"
This means that if he doesn't get a satisfactory answer, he probably won't and won't be able to leave.
The corner of Draco's mouth twitched - sometimes, people who don't care about face are invincible.
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"So, Mrs. Zabini (zabini) is indeed a very sensible and smart person."
Andromeda gently placed her invitation on the table, stroked the owl that came to deliver the invitation, and said thoughtfully.
"Indeed, it was when she was young." Narcissa commented softly while rocking the cradle, "Sirius must have an invitation there." She smiled at her little son in the cradle and hummed a few lullabies, and then asked her Sister, "So, has anyone come to inquire about you, Andromeda?"
"Not many, just a few Aurors from the Ministry of Magic," Andromeda curled her lips slightly, "It's like they would be in trouble if they didn't get some gossip."
When news in a circle can only be obtained from one place, or even one family, then all the relatives in every corner will be found and visited one by one. The nobles are eager for information, well-informed, real, not so real... Everyone is hoping that the Malfoy family will loosen their grip and leak some information, even if it is in exchange for benefits - it is better to say that this way the authenticity can be guaranteed. ——But their mouths were shut as tightly as clams at this time, as if benefits were untouchable and flattery was unappealing, which was extremely abnormal.
"I think Lucius really doesn't know anything, so what should he say?" Andromeda said calmly, "I heard that his knowledge in this area is only superficial. The United States is a place where it is difficult for us to get involved. .”
This is of course what Sirius said to his sister.
Although Draco and Harry were good friends who slept on the same pillow, the Malfoy family couldn't be said to have a good relationship with 'that boy's family. Lucius didn't say anything he was unsure about, so he naturally didn't dare to say anything nonsense.
"They always think too much," Narcissa commented, "Harry is just an ordinary good kid."
andromeda nodded.
The common meaning is that this kid has no time to start a trend of revenge, nor does he suddenly want to become a figure who dominates the British wizarding world. Nothing he does has anything to do with Britain... So, these people really want to Too much.
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In the distant New York City of the United States, Harry, who was being discussed by many people, barely had time to sneeze - he now encountered a big problem.
"You said you would take me there." Nina lowered her head and grabbed Harry's clothes and said angrily.
The little girl was sitting next to Harry, with her braids tied into a twist on her head, like a small crown.
"You said you would take me there! Harry!" Nina repeated.
"Um..." Harry touched his nose and looked up at the ceiling with a guilty conscience. This habit was successfully transmitted from Peter to him, and now the two brothers were looking at the sky together in silence.
"You said it!" Nina emphasized again, this time with great confidence, "But lately you only know how to play with other people, and you don't even play with me anymore, Harry! You still go to other people's homes every day Brother! You like him more than me!"
"...My dear, this accusation is too much."
Harry felt that such words stabbed him in the heart.
"No, this accusation will hurt your little brother's heart." Peter rolled his eyelids and flattened his mouth into the shape of a duck's mouth, gloating.
"Then you take me out to play - I want to go shopping!" Nina asked Harry, "Today, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow! I want to go out to play! You can't just accompany Draco but not me, you have so many things a year You have been with him at school all day long. Your vacation should be given to me, not to him." The little girl pursed her lips, "He is so annoying, Dad!" She even shouted aggrievedly at Erik.
Harry looked at Eric speechlessly and nodded without hesitation. He was sure that even if Nina mentioned anyone else, as long as it wasn't Charles, he would still be able to nod.
"He is my friend," Harry said. "It's very pitiful for him to live at home alone. Nina, he is my best friend. We all keep in touch during the holidays, but his home is far away from ours. We I can’t visit every day.”
This is good, Nina's flat mouth was not happy: "Am I not your best friend? Am I not, Harry? Otherwise, why do you only play with him and not me?"
Because I was busy, I forgot about my friend for half a month, so Harry was detained: "..." I was speechless and felt quite guilty.
Nina has always been a very well-behaved child, very reasonable and not willful at all. She is the most well-behaved little deer in the family. Even if she runs, she can only trot... Therefore, such a strong request is very rare. of.
Harry felt a headache and heartache. On the one hand, he had indeed broken his promise, and on the other hand, the current situation was a bit delicate.
Rather, when he thought about Draco's possible expression and attitude once he told Draco, 'I'm going home to stay with my sister for a few days,' he had a headache, and the place where he was bitten ached... Fortunately, the marks had disappeared. Lost.
But in the final analysis, Draco was the older one and it was ridiculous to compete with a little girl. Harry shook his head in pain again in his mind. How can I put it, both parties are now children who love teddy bears and will not let the teddy bears return to the other party, and unfortunately he is that bear...
"Well, hum, what am I talking about? Girls are always more troublesome than boys." Peter hummed like a mosquito next to Harry. Harry glared at him very covertly - just because Peter was talking about him at home again. Nina only remembers the magic gadgets she has seen. Peter is like this. When he is reliable, he is extremely reliable. If he is unreliable, it is all because he can't control his mouth, whether he speaks or not.
The 'girl' who came down from upstairs with a glass of juice - Wanda glanced at Peter, who immediately stepped away, shut up and pretended that he didn't exist.
"I want to go see it!" Nina demanded, shaking Harry's arm. "Please, please! I want to go to Diagon Alley, to the wand shop, to the joke condiment shop, and to buy candies from Honeydukes Candy Shop..."
Harry scratched his head. It wasn't that he didn't like to go shopping with his little sister. Draco's problem could also be solved with fists. However, he didn't want Nina and Nina to be looked at on the street as a curiosity and ignored. Curse goes shopping, even paying the bill will be ignored... and Tonks also reminded them that many wizards have reported missing children recently, and it is visually estimated that it is human traffickers, or wizards' human traffickers.
It's really not safe to take Nina shopping at this time.
"I would like to remind you, Mr. X□□ier, as a gentleman, you must abide by your agreement with a lady," Charles said, sitting on the sofa and gloating as he turned over a page of the wedding cake sample catalog, "By the way, Don’t you think it’s time you stock up on candy? Like the jumping chocolates and beans in different flavors, oh, I prefer the coconut sorbet, the pink one, the glowing one, everyone loves it If you like it, if you go out, buy more and come back."
"Then buy it." Erik said immediately, "Buy a lot."
Harry just tried to reason. For example, Honeydukes can be ordered by mail. It is better to say that everything can be ordered by mail now. Nina added another sentence to him: "I also want to try the wizard's bus! Harry, I can get it Use your wand to hail a cab to Hogsmeade? I heard there are many wizards living there! There are also many shops!"
Harry was extremely puzzled: "...Well, I don't even know about that bus, how did you know about it?"
"Your aunt told us when we were at the manor," Nina said, raising her face. "She said she had always wanted to take a ride, but when the car started running, she was already a portrait."
Harry: "...I will remember to thank her next time."
At this time, his rescue - or another blow - was his mobile phone. Harry took out his mobile phone and answered the call. Draco on the other side came up and said:
"Blasie intends to invite you to his mother's eighth wedding. He is sitting across from me waiting for a satisfactory answer."
"——The eighth wedding?!" Harry couldn't help but repeat it, which made the whole family focus on him now. "I'm sorry, this is rude, but I'm listening to you for the eighth time." A wedding? No, can we talk about that later?”
"Someone is staying here and won't leave, otherwise you think I want to use this Muggle thing?" Draco also said on the phone very depressedly, "If you don't want to go, I will help you drive him away-"
"-No, wait!" Harry suddenly thought of something, "I want to see the wizard's wedding... If Blasie doesn't mind me going with this mentality, um, of course, first of all, I have to congratulate Mrs. Zabini... …”
I don’t think he minded at all. Draco looked at the chocolate beans opposite and rolled his eyes.
"I accepted the invitation for you, Harry. Since you agreed, we will go to Hogsmeade tomorrow." Draco said dryly, "I guess you don't have a dress robe yet."
"What, you want to go to Hogsmeade too? What do you mean by dress?" Harry blinked, confused. When he lowered his head, he found Nina looking at him with sparkling eyes.
"What do you mean 'you want to go too'... Forget it, I don't expect you to be able to explain clearly, you have to come back immediately and early!" Draco hung up the phone with a snap, and Harry felt that the other party's temper was inexplicably bad. wonderful.
As soon as the phone was hung up, Nina immediately hugged Harry's arm, her eyes bright. Harry would say that this kind of cuteness would make Harry dizzy. But what she said next really made Harry feel dizzy: "Wizard's The wedding, Harry, can I go to the wedding with you?"
Thinking about how pure bloods discriminated against people of non-wizarding blood, Harry wanted to answer 'No, it can't be done'.
But before he could answer the question with difficulty, a hand was placed on his shoulder, and he turned around to see bright red nails.
"I'm interested too," Wanda said, "Remember to call me when you go out." After saying that, she took the cup and poured some water.
Harry felt a layer of cold sweat immediately forming on his back...Erik's eyes and Charles's gazes came over at the same time. In this situation, it seems like he can't help but say 'no'?
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When Harry moved himself back to Malfoy Manor, he felt like his soul and happiness had been sucked away by the dementors, which made Draco, who was waiting for him to eat, very puzzled: "Your father scolded you?" There was a kind of tone in his tone. This is beyond belief.
Recently, Lucius probably didn't want to eat at the same table as Harry, so whenever it was time to eat, only two boys would sit together at Malfoy's long antique table to eat. The house elves served them diligently, and Harry had even suspected Lucius. Did he secretly ask the kitchen to prepare another portion for him while they were going out or returning to the room and finished it secretly?
"No..." Harry sat down on the sofa. One of the house elves who was particularly attentive to him quickly brought him juice mixed with ice cubes to prevent his throat from drying out and itching. He also mixed it with warm water and honey. He drinks.
"Thank you... um, Dobby?" Harry scratched his head. The house elves looked similar. Unless they were as old as Kreacher and could be said to stand out, to a child who looked at them all as if they were live animals, they would It's really hard to tell.
The house elf lowered his head almost with tears in his eyes: "The great Harry Potter - he remembers Dobby's name!"
harry:………………
He rubbed his forehead and thought twice about the bourgeois life of wizards. Although he understood that in the wizarding world, it was difficult for a house elf to leave the family he served, he felt that slavery was still Something that should be banned.
"Before you enjoy..." Harry inhaled the aroma in the air, his stomach growled unsatisfactorily, and he said feebly, "Before you enjoy the braised beef or grilled lamb chops, I have to say something in advance."
"Say." Draco said concisely and gave himself a piece of meat pie.
"Tomorrow, Nina, that is, my sister - you are not allowed to say that she is my little girlfriend, I am really not a pervert - and my sister Wanda will go to Hogsmeade with us, and may also go to the Corner Alley.”
The pie Draco had just cut fell from his fork onto the plate, and a blank expression appeared on his face, as if he didn't understand what Harry had just said.
"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Draco said.
Harry sighed: "I was saying that I should be prepared to accompany the girls shopping tomorrow - by the way, do you know how to take the wizard's bus? Do they charge gold galleons or pounds?"
"No, we have a fireplace, we're not sitting in that."
Draco said in a daze.
"Nina wants to sit on that one, and Wanda wants to sit on that one too."
Harry said calmly, "So - the lady's opinion always takes precedence."
"Then you just ignored my opinion? I can't believe it -"
"If you are a lady, I can also consider your opinion first." Harry said dryly, he did decide the matter directly and decisively, and he reluctantly asked Draco in a democratic manner: "What do you think? "
Draco: "…………"
