[HP] Lover

Chapter 26 Extra Story 2: Out of Favor

Draco found himself out of favor.

It should be said that since the little angel came to Malfoy Manor.

Every self-conscious creature in the manor warmly welcomed the arrival of the little angels. The little elves even performed their best transfiguration spontaneously without waiting for orders. The manor was filled with decorations in the shape of small scorpions, and the corridors were filled with decorations. And the garden is full of toys and swings.

All the elves in the manor followed behind the little master graciously, and brought delicious freshly squeezed juice and sweet snacks from time to time.

Even the elf in Draco's study who was in charge of organizing files was holding a book of fairy tales, trying to tell stories to the little master.

The portraits of the ancestors also smile and chat with Scorpius lovingly every day.

Those Malfoys that Draco remembered as stern-faced or gracefully raised their chins were now running around in the portraits playing with Scorpius every day.

"Calm down, Draco, they teased you like this when you were young." A certain ancestor comforted Draco with a smile, turned his head and winked at Scorpius who ran past like a whirlwind, and quickly passed through several A picture frame followed behind the chubby little dumpling, "Honey, watch out for steps, oh——my baby!"

Even Ivan, who used to wish he could stick to Draco, would spend most of his time with his son.

Draco almost couldn't keep the right to sleep with Ivan, because Scorpius would always hold his little pillow at night and knock on the doors of his fathers, and Ivan would quickly come from Draco. He got out of his arms, buttoned his clothes and ran to open the door. He hugged Scorpius, who had a nightmare and dared not sleep by himself, and stuffed him into the bed.

"Draco, Scorpius is still young, let him sleep with us first." Aiwen brushed up his messy blond hair, and there was a faint pink color on his neck that was too late to cover, with a few traces of red on his fair skin Very conspicuous on the neck.

"The little scorpion used to sleep with me..." Ivan said, and put Scorpius between the two of them, so that there was a big gap between Draco and Ivan.

Draco snorted, reached out to hug the soft little angel, and realized that he couldn't reach Ivan's smooth skin, curled his lips to give full play to the advantages of his long legs and stretched out to hook Ivan's feet.

Ai Wen buried his head in the soft quilt full of sunshine, and a small smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The little angel was still sleeping on his own little pillow at the beginning, but when he fell asleep, he squeezed into Draco's arms. Draco woke up in the middle of the night, fumbled a few times in a daze, and lifted Scorpius up Turning over, he hugged his son with his left hand and held Ivan with his right hand, and fell asleep on the small pillow filled with dried flower petals sewn by the elf.

In this way, under the unconditional tolerance and doting of elves, portraits, Ivan, and even the sculptures in the manor, Scorpius adapted to life in Malfoy Manor very quickly, and very quickly grew into an arrogant and lawless man. Malfoy.

Of course, this is in Draco's eyes. In fact, Scorpius is still very obedient and obedient. As for Draco's evaluation-children of this age love to play, it's normal.

One month later

After Draco's unremitting efforts and eloquent mouth, the little angel was finally successfully sent to Snape's house to learn potions.

Then the next day, she was brought back crying.

The black-faced Snape growled and asked Draco to let the boy understand the basic principles of potions before sending him. He was a master of potions, not a babysitter.

The elves were crying, scrambling to take care of their 'thin' and 'sluggish' little masters, even trying to avenge their 'merciless torture' by pouring laxatives in Snape's teacup.

Of course they did.

The potion master just picked up the teacup and sniffed it, then put it down with a sneer, and told Draco that he would never have any potions for the past six months.

Draco: It's none of my business!

Aiwen was so distressed, he agreed to go to the beach with Draco for vacation one second, and hugged the little angel in the next second to coax him.

"Honey, how about we go to see the sea together?" Draco heard Ivan ask softly as he walked upstairs.

The little angel sobbed and said that his little heart had been greatly hurt, and he just wanted Daddy to be with him.

Aiwen naturally agreed repeatedly.

The little angel's tender little hand pointed to the countless toy potions that Snape had left on the coffee table.

Ivan directed Draco to put away the little angel's toys and put them in the room. He wanted to play games with the little angel and set off for the beach tomorrow.

Draco wiped his face and comforted himself in his heart, at least he was his own son, so it would be nice for the whole family to go together.

pretty good!

The little angel said that he didn't want to go to the beach, and Aiwen immediately asked softly, Daddy would accompany the little angel wherever he wanted to go.

Draco seemed to be able to see the little angel's triumphant face, with his arms tightly wrapped around Ivan's neck, his face hidden by the side of Ivan's neck, the triumphant platinum-blond back of his head and triumphant butt facing him.

But when Ai Wen glanced over with apologetic eyes, Draco could only pat his chest to express that he was a generous father.

The little angel's will is his direction——

Draco's father, who was completely reduced to a coolie, had to move all the toys on the coffee table upstairs.

You said you don't like children!At that time, Draco couldn't wait to send the little angel to Snape's house, and he didn't have time to bring a single toy, but now!

It is said that there is no time to teach children, but in fact, all the time is used to make gifts for Scorpius!

In the afternoon, the little angel took a cup the size of a pen holder, and quickly ran down the stairs while blowing bubbles, showing off to Draco that this was a toy that Grandpa Snape specially made for him. The bubbles are big and round and will not burst.

Draco gently touched the hair on the top of the little angel's head to show that he knew.

Turning his head, his expression was extremely ferocious.

He said why the entire first floor is full of colorful bubbles!Even the gallery of ancestor portraits was not spared!

However, the ancestors were very tolerant and loving to the young Malfoy. Draco called the elves to let them clean them up. One by one, the elves bent over and slammed their heads against the wall.

"This is the toy of young master Scorpius! Ah——what a cute and lively young master—" By the way, he looked at Draco with accusing eyes, as if he was a villain who cruelly shackles his son's innocence.

Being too nice to the elves and they would certainly make more progress, Draco sat back on the sofa silently.

The next second, the double-sided mirror he was carrying flickered, Lucius' serious face appeared from the mirror, and he opened his mouth.

"Draco, you sent Scorpius to Severus? He was so young, how did he learn those complicated and dangerous potions? Is this how you became a father?"

There was also a female voice clearly belonging to Narcissa in the background, "Oh—my poor little angel, he is still so small, but the potion is so dangerous—Draco, how can you be so cruel—"

Draco stuttered and explained to himself, "But—Dad, I also started learning potions from the godfather at this age—Scorpius has already..."

"Draco, the little scorpion is still a child—" Lucius' expression was still serious, but when he mentioned the little grandson, his eyes softened unconsciously. Beside him, Narcissa still exaggeratedly covered him with a handkerchief. Mouth, "My poor little scorpion, his father is really too strict and unreasonable—"

"..." Draco was silent for a while, and tentatively said, "How about I send the little scorpion to you?"

"You still want to send the little scorpion away!" Narcissa snatched the double-sided mirror suddenly, and said, "Don't forget how hard it was for you to find them..."

"Don't even think about it!" Narcissa simply turned off the double-sided mirror after finishing speaking.

Draco looked at his sharp and indifferent eyes in the mirror, but he couldn't do anything about Ivan and Scorpius, and sighed.

He has always been thinking about finding Ivan, and he was very happy after learning of Scorpius' existence.

But this feeling of falling out of favor always made him a little uncomfortable.

All the family's focus is on the little scorpion, and even he himself, except Ai Wen, cares about the little scorpion the most.

Forget it, Draco tidied up his clothes, hugged the little scorpion who was playing games on the carpet by his feet, and kissed him, the little scorpion raised his face obediently, rubbed against Draco's face, and smiled happily Squinted.

He, Draco Malfoy, was the first to be reluctant to send the little angel to his parents.

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