hotmtlnovel Chapter 40 Daily Life
Chapter 40 Daily Life
Landric stopped paying attention to the sounds outside the door and didn't want to go into the dormitory either.
If Draco wasn't asleep, his questioning was a sweet burden, something I was reluctant to bother explaining.
Landric intended to sit in the common lounge.
But if the mountain won't come to me, then I'll come to the mountain.
Draco, for reasons unknown, also came out of the dormitory.
When I walked into the common lounge and saw Landric, I paused noticeably.
"Brother? What are you doing here? Why aren't you back in the dorm?" Draco asked, the first part of his question mostly expressing confusion, but the second part already carrying emotion.
Do I need to put a tracking spell on my brother?
Landric felt uncomfortable looking at her with that wronged and gloomy gaze.
Let it not evolve into a damp, shady little dragon.
"Um... I'm sorry, I looked for Snape, then went to the top floor, and only came back at the very end. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
"OK, at least I didn't stay out all night this time."
Draco truly felt that his bottom line had been lowered again and again, but considering that Landric seemed genuinely somewhat remorseful this time.
Hey, he does have a little, but not much.
If all else fails, let's make a communication tool. The magical world shouldn't fall too far behind!
Being watched by Draco every day isn't a good solution.
Draco: ...If you came back on time, would I be watching you the whole time? (Rolls eyes)
Landric: You'd be lucky if you didn't know how.
"Why are you so late... um, why did you come out of the dorm?"
Draco looked at Landric with a half-smile: "Let's go for a night stroll!"
Landric was truly exasperated. "Let's go, I'm sleepy."
Draco followed Landric silently, and when they returned to the dormitory, he didn't say anything but just lay down on Landric's bed.
No? If you're sleeping here, where am I supposed to sleep?
Landric seemed about to speak but then stopped, and Draco, noticing out of the corner of his eye that Landric was struggling to express himself, simply pretended not to see it.
"What, brother, aren't you going to bed? Are you planning to sleep on the floor?"
Maybe you know this is my bed!
"Oh, I see. If I had known my brother disliked me, I wouldn't have lain down in his bed."
Landric: ...Help! Give him back a normal Draco Malfoy.
Landric resigned himself to his fate and slowly climbed into bed.
He really shouldn't have instilled Chinese culture in Draco.
Draco hugged Landric, and after a long silence, Landric finally fell asleep.
In the stillness of the night, a soft voice rang out. Draco tilted his head to look at Landric, his expression serious, his eyes full of tenderness, but his fingers were gently lifting Landric's shirt to reveal a glimpse of fair skin. "Brother, I want to carve my name onto every inch of your skin..."
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Landric felt quite good after being held and slept all night.
Has he gotten used to Draco's aura?
Well, even though I'm being hugged like this, it feels okay.
Ah, it's a new day, a new lesson.
I examine myself three times a day: Can I not get out of bed? Can I skip class? Can I go for a night stroll? Although there's nothing fun about night strolls, the more I'm forbidden from doing something, the more I want to do it.
By the way, yesterday's Cerberus... ugh, it was so ugly.
Hey, what beautiful stones...
Landric pulled Draco out of bed, while Draco was clearly still lost in the dream of sleeping with his brother.
Landric was straightforward and forceful; he grabbed Draco's foot and pulled him towards him, lifting Draco off the bed.
The feeling of weightlessness immediately stimulated the cerebral cortex, and Draco immediately opened his eyes. After seeing that it was Landric, he obediently snuggled back into his brother's arms.
Hmm... his brother is holding him, so happy!
Wait! Him! Brother! Hug! Him!
Draco felt like the kettle in his mind was about to boil over, almost bursting into a sharp crack.
Huh? His brother isn't in good health? How could his brother lift him up with one hand? In the river?
Draco muttered to himself while secretly observing his brother's expression. He realized that his brother had really no trouble holding him, so he nestled comfortably in his brother's arms.
Hey, it turns out his brother isn't as frail as he looks.
Unfortunately, the good time didn't last long before Landric realized that Draco was almost fully awake.
With a slight shift in his grip, Draco fell to the ground.
Draco: What's wrong with hugging me a little longer? ಠ_ಠ
Not good, tired (눈_눈).
"Once you're awake, get yourself ready and go to class in a bit."
"Brother! Don't tell me you're not going to class today!"
What's the difference between him and left-behind children?
"Let's go see what fun things are happening today."
"Tch, what's so fun about class?" Draco scoffed.
Fun things? There are tons of them.
"Yeah, it's not really that fun. I just heard that Harry Potter became Gryffindor's Seeker?"
Landric's teasing look made Draco blush.
Of course, I was furious.
"Who does he think he is? A Seeker? Does he even deserve the title?"
"And what about me?"
Dracoton froze. Had he misheard? His brother had fallen for Quidditch? No way! Someone must have switched his brother's!
"Who are you? Give me back my brother!"
Landric: He shouldn't have had any expectations of Draco.
"Shut up, it was just a joke."
"Wow, that's a perfect match! Bro, you'd be a perfect match for it eight hundred times over."
Has this child been indoctrinated with too much Chinese culture? His speech is becoming increasingly accented with Mandarin.
Landric trusted Draco's words implicitly, feeling that even if he played Quidditch terribly, Draco would probably still praise him.
In some ways, in Draco's eyes, he was both good-looking and skilled (see the famous scene where Landric learns ballroom dancing).
However, whether or not we attend class today is not important; what is important is that there's going to be a good show to watch today.
Landric glanced at Draco, who was washing up, hoping the boy would be as perceptive as in the original story and not rush into everything.
Landric leaned against the door, arms crossed, lost in thought, completely unaware that Draco was staring at him with infatuation.
My brother is so handsome…
I want to keep watching...
Landric felt a chill run down his spine, as if he was being watched by something. Snapping out of his daze, he turned around and saw a little pervert—Draco.
What could he say? What else could he possibly say?
"You...you're drooling."
Draco: Hehehe, Gome, hehe, drool...˚▱˚! Drooling? ? ? ? ?
He covered his mouth with the back of his hand in the blink of an eye.
"Brother! You lied to me!"
Landric naturally ignored Draco's accusing gaze.
"Let's go, young master, please follow."
Wow, even her back view is beautiful…
"Brother, wait for me!"