hotmtlnovel Chapter 27 Dormitory
Chapter 27 Dormitory
It's a foregone conclusion that Landric will successfully secure the position of prefect.
He himself wasn't emotionally affected by the matter, but Draco was very happy. Anyway, what belonged to Rand was his, so Rand being a prefect meant he was a prefect.
Is there a problem with this? No problem, this is very Draco.
Landric glanced at Draco, and could roughly guess his thought process.
Landric: This kid is so easy to understand.
He sighed slightly. Oh well, Draco is from the Malfoy family, a pure-blooded nobleman. Even if he's innocent, he's not entirely naive. He's young now, so it's normal that he's easier to understand.
In any case… let's protect him for now, considering how good the Malfoys have been to him…
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Slytherin's student dormitories are slightly different from those of other houses. The reason is that Slytherin is rich and has some ulterior motives.
The dorm rooms here are decorated in a more exquisite and luxurious style, with every detail exuding a mysterious and noble atmosphere.
Compared to other houses, Slytherin has more dormitories, resulting in fewer people in each room.
This actually made things easier for Draco; as long as he revealed even the slightest intention, many people would try to curry favor with him.
Therefore, he successfully realized his idea of sharing a dormitory room with Landric.
Landric has always turned a blind eye to Draco's little antics. In his eyes, isn't it normal for a younger brother to be dependent on his older brother?
He dragged his tired body into his dormitory. The luggage he had left on the Hogwarts Express had already been delivered to their respective dormitories by the elves.
They were now standing quietly beside their respective masters' beds. Landric was too lazy to tidy up himself, so he picked up his wand and began to chant a spell.
At this moment, as a king who gives orders, all the luggage obediently followed His Majesty's orders and drifted peacefully to where it was supposed to go.
By the time Draco followed him in, eight beats behind, Landric had already taken his pajamas and headed into the bathroom.
Draco strolled in slowly, and seeing the neat and tidy dormitory, his eyes involuntarily glanced at the wand that Landric had placed on the table. A hint of frustration flashed in his eyes and disappeared in an instant.
Draco was exhausted by the end of the day. He walked to the table, pulled out a chair, and sat down to slowly clear his mind.
When Landric came out of the shower, Draco was already fast asleep, slumped over the table.
Landric walked over to Draco and nudged him, saying, "Draco, wake up. It's time to take a shower. Don't sleep here."
"Okay, I understand," Draco mumbled as he stood up and headed towards the bathroom.
Landric was genuinely worried, fearing that Draco might accidentally fall into it.
If Draco were to get injured, it would be a huge problem! After all, there are only the two of them in this dorm room, and the burden of taking care of the injured person would definitely fall on his shoulders alone.
Thinking of this, Landric frowned, and after a moment's thought, he raised his right hand and waved it gently.
A pale blue light enveloped Draco—a protective charm to ensure he wouldn't be harmed by accident.
After doing all this, Landric breathed a sigh of relief and then turned to walk towards his bed.
He nimbly climbed onto the bed, adjusted his posture, closed his eyes, and prepared to drift off to sleep.
At that moment, Draco, who was standing in front of the bathroom mirror with his back to Landric, suddenly felt a strange force enveloping his body.
He was slightly taken aback at first, but quickly realized what was happening.
Thinking of this, Draco's lips involuntarily curled up, forming a faint smile.
At that moment, Draco's eyes, which had been slightly sleepy, suddenly brightened, and there was no trace of sleepiness in them.
All that remained was overwhelming joy and a deep dependence on this elder brother.
When Draco came out of the bathroom, he found that Landric was already fast asleep.
He walked quietly to Landric's bedside and gazed at the exquisitely handsome face before him.
Moonlight streamed through the window and fell on Landric's face, as if gilding him with a silvery glow, making him look even more charming.
Draco carefully climbed into bed, trying not to make a sound so as not to wake the person next to him.
However, just as he lay down, he clearly felt Landric's body suddenly stiffen.
However, it only lasted for a moment. Afterward, Landric's breathing returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.
And so, time passed by, minute by minute. Finally, after Draco had fallen into a deep sleep, Landric, who had been pretending to be asleep with his eyes tightly closed, suddenly opened them.
He glanced down at the hand resting on his body, sighed helplessly, and then gently and carefully pulled Draco's hand off him.
After completing this action, Landric closed his eyes again and fell back into a deep sleep.
Perhaps it was the heightened alertness he developed as Lin Shi in his previous life that made it difficult for him to be aware of someone quietly approaching him while he was asleep.
Even during his brief stay at Malfoy's house, he insisted on having his own private room.
Of course, Draco would occasionally visit and keep him company as he slept, but the large bed was big enough for the two of them to maintain a safe distance.
After all, Draco had received strict etiquette training from a young age as a pure-blooded nobleman, so his sleeping posture was quite good at that time. At least he and Landric were able to coexist peacefully and not disturb each other.
Is this merely the anxiety caused by arriving in a completely unfamiliar environment?
Landric gently shifted his body, slightly increasing the distance between himself and Draco. He immediately felt that his breathing became much easier and he felt much more relaxed.
However, when his gaze fell on Draco beside him again, a sense of unease arose in his heart.
Landric knew perfectly well that Draco would never cause him any real harm.
However, this kind of conditioned reflex, which is already deeply rooted in the mind, cannot be easily changed overnight.
And to be honest, he never intended to deliberately correct this habit.
After a fierce internal struggle, Landric finally decided to compromise.
He returned to the large bed that he had initially resisted, and carefully used the blankets to create a "separation zone" between them.
Then, he closed his eyes tightly, desperately suppressing the lingering unease in his heart, and tried to gradually drift off to sleep...