Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

Chapter 424 Back to Modern Times

After thousands of years, Slytherin still maintains the same furnishings as it did back then.

The only difference is that the mattress is made of a more comfortable silk texture.

I felt the cool touch of silk.

I was in the illusion for hundreds of years, and when I opened my eyes again, it was just a moment.

It's just that there has been a drastic change in my state of mind.

I can't face Draco and Harry normally.

I walked over to the huge floor-length mirror, next to which hung Draco's matching dress robes.

Originally, I was looking forward to dancing with Draco in front of everyone, and then, under the arrangement of my parents, changing my name and becoming the next Mrs. Malfoy.

Now it seems...

I don’t want to define it as a serial trap. The hurts of my past life have left deep marks in my heart.

The kindness that Lucius and Narcissa had shown me was, just like in my previous life, an exchange of benefits.

I even missed myself when I was kept in the dark, with my parents loving each other, and Draco and I being childhood sweethearts. At least I could live a carefree life.

Everything has changed. How can I continue my relationship with him without any grudges?

Half asleep and half awake, the arms around my waist tightened and I was pulled into a familiar embrace.

I let out a contented sigh and relaxed my body.

He lifted my long hair and buried it in my neck.

I felt a familiar fluttering in my body.

Legolas and I never made it to the end.

After he forgot our past, the vines in his body disappeared without a trace, just like the mark.

It seems like nothing has changed, and it also seems like everything has changed.

The rampant vines in the body are full of presence.

A few whimpers escaped from my mouth, but were swallowed by the other party.

The physical pleasure cannot overcome the despair in my heart.

I resisted instinctively and began to struggle violently.

"Aurora...don't move..."

My wrists were restrained above my head.

"Don't make me hate you..."

I turned my head away, tears streaming down my face.

He loosened his hand, stared at me for a long moment, and kept his distance from me.

"I won't force you..."

He separated another room from the dormitory.

"You know where I'll be..."

He locked the door for me.

I know he will do what he says.

I also know that I am not unresponsive.

The body is always more honest than the mind.

I wanted Draco's touch so badly.

I put the quilt between my legs.

"Move a little..."

I secretly prayed that the fruit core in my body could grow vines and leaves again...

As if they had telepathic connection, they actually started moving.

My cheeks flushed, and I couldn't believe that I had become so proactive in this regard.

Draco did not show up all night.

I feel fortunate, but also a little regretful.

I'm really crazy.

The next morning, there were two crisp knocks on the door.

"Have a good rest. I've asked for leave for you..."

"it is good……"

"If you feel hungry at noon, remember to ask the Hogwarts house-elf to bring you food," he reminded earnestly.

"it is good……"

There was no more sound coming from outside the door.

There was not even the sound of receding footsteps.

I tiptoed to the door.

In the cat's eye, I saw a pair of bloodshot gray eyes.

"what!"

I screamed in panic.

Then the door was thrown open and Draco held me in his arms.

"What happened?" he asked anxiously.

"there is nothing……"

How could I tell him that I was scared by him?

"Aurora, you finally softened your heart towards me..."