[hp grandchildren] Birdcage

Chapter 8

bring it on? "Probably not. After all, if there was such a big movement through the window, they would definitely hear it. Just looking at his sister's expression, he felt that the situation was not as simple as he imagined—otherwise Rose would never be like this Like a speechless expression.

"I'll talk to you slowly when I get back," Rose fiddled with her long fluffy hair, "This matter is different from what I originally thought, and I guess we can't get involved... Sigh, these two guys It annoys me, and then I end up finding that I can't do anything—nothing."

"Ah?" Hugo was confused, "Sister, what are you talking about? Why do I feel like I don't understand?"

"I'd be thankful if you could figure it out," Rose frowned wistfully. "Even I don't think I understand."

The two walked away without saying a word, leaving this secluded place with the igloo.After autumn, the grass and trees changed very quickly, the dark blue leaves on the branches curled up in scorched yellow, and the fallen flowers were scattered in the soil, some of which had already decayed into dust.

Birdcage ([-])

9.

Quiet night - surprisingly quiet, Scorpius stared at the newspaper in front of him, but it didn't seem like he was reading the newspaper, maybe he was distracted.The newspaper in front of him announced Riddle's resignation and the decline of the old aristocratic power in a cheerful tone and a huge space rarely seen before.

Albus knocked on the door, in fact he was in a very nervous mood - he didn't know what Scorpius would think about the news of Riddle's downfall.Malfoy's biggest backer has fallen, and the wave of condemning the old nobles is intensifying. As Malfoy's patriarch, what will Scorpius do?He was a little uncertain for a while.

"Come in—" came Master Malfoy's voice.Albus couldn't hear the emotion, so he could only push the door open.Before he could speak, Scorpius spoke one step ahead of him: "Al, there is something I want to tell you." His tone even brought a rare seriousness.

"What are you trying to say?" Albus asked suspiciously.Scorpius looked very calm, unexpectedly calm, as if everything had been expected.It's because he has already thought about his way out, is it finally going to be a showdown today?Looking at Scorpius who was so calm, Albus couldn't help feeling a little fanciful and guessing.

Unexpectedly, Scorpius just took off the ring on his index finger.Just this action is enough to further trigger waves of speculation in my heart.Under Albus' somewhat surprised eyes, Scorpius held his hand and put the ring on Albus's hand seriously.The cool metal touch brought back Albus's sanity, and he hastily withdrew his hand to take off the ring: "Are you crazy—Sco?! This is the ring passed down from the Malfoy family to the Patriarch—"

"I know, Al," Scorpius pressed Albus' hand that was about to take off the ring, "don't take it off just yet—listen to me first."

Albus looked down at Scorpius's moving hand, then up to Scorpius' eyes.The light gray sea shimmered under the candlelight at night, and the soft light was so peaceful and inclusive, always reminding him how unbearable he was.The tenderness almost suffocated him.

"You say." Albus tried to ignore the strange pain in his heart, and tried to calmly look back into Scorpius' eyes.

Scorpius considered his words for a while before he finally said: "Al, I know that Malfoy, like all the old nobles, has reached the end of its family business and power. The downfall of Prince Riddle also means that it will be difficult for me to support myself." Let Malfoy go back to the previous state." Seeing that Albus was about to retort, Scorpius put his index finger on his lips, stopped Albus's words, and continued: "Although Malfoy lost property, but some property. Take this ring, Al, and go to that shop at the end of the cross-lane—those riches are yours now."

"Why?!" Albus couldn't believe it. "You need it more than I do, don't you? Besides, why don't you use it to make a comeback?"

"Malfoy belongs to the old aristocracy, to the glory that has declined." Scorpius looked at Albus calmly and firmly, "I believe that this wealth will be more valuable in your hands. I believe you, Al .”

absurd.ridiculous.Albus looked at the ring, and what happened before him was almost an invisible irony.

"No, no," said Albus softly, shaking his head, "you shouldn't trust me that much. You don't have any reason to trust me."

"If you want me to give you a reason, Al," Scorpius closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, "because I like you, Al—no, no Si, I love you."

Albus showed a very strange expression after hearing this sentence, as if he had heard the most absurd joke in the world.He saw Albus cover his eyes and smiled, but the laughter carried a sense of sadness and self-deprecation.Before Scorpius could react, he felt a flash in front of his eyes - Albus held his shoulders and leaned his back against the wall.What was reflected in his eyes was the expression on Albus's face at the moment—that was an unprecedented, gloomy and strange look, those eyes were like the most gloomy deep forest full of unknowns, enough to kill every person who strayed in by mistake. place—enough to completely trap him in it.

"Sko," Albus whispered in his ear, and he had no way out, "you said you loved me—and therefore you trusted me. But, do you know that common people's riots, old aristocrats' , Riddle's downfall, I was involved in everything—everything was planned by me? Do you know that Pufan obeyed me and betrayed you, Malfoy's account, every I have seen all of them, and even some of them have been manipulated by myself?"

Albus's low voice lingered in his ears.Scorpius heard his own breathing, and his heart pounding in his chest.The next moment Albus pulled the distance between them a little further, but still at a distance that was both dangerous and intimate - a distance that could kill him easily and give him a kiss.He saw that Albus's expression suddenly softened, and even his voice became as gentle as a whisper between lovers. "Now, you know," Albus whispered to him intently and sincerely, "even so, do you still say you love me?"

Scorpius felt his throat constrict.Through that gentle curtain, he smelled danger.Albus was questioning him, waiting for his answer, but he knew it was a question that couldn't be denied.He even had a premonition that once the word "no" came out of his mouth, Albus would dismantle him from body to soul in the next second—and then melt every piece into his own flesh and blood.However, this kind of cognition made the blood in his whole body speed up.This kind of danger makes the aura around Albus even more confusing, and also makes his nerves inexplicably more tense and excited-this kind of Albus is too rare, whether it is the boy in the dream, or the boy who accompanied him before. Rarely had Albus beside him made him feel such strong emotion.

Scorpius raised his hand uncontrollably, and his fingertips touched Albus' face.Albus felt a slight coolness seep into his skin from the fingertips, but what was conveyed in his mind was a strange warmth.The scene he had imagined, where the blond boy panicked or questioned him angrily, did not appear, and the affection in those light gray eyes was not even shaken by his words.The blond boy responded firmly: "Yes."

At a close distance, Albus could even clearly see Scorpius' slightly dilated pupils in the candlelight—their breaths even blended together, making it difficult to distinguish each other.

"And I know, you want me, Al." The owner of the gray pupil even smiled confidently.This made Albus raise an eyebrow.

"Sko," Albus's voice became hoarse, sounding more magnetic and seductive, evoking an inexplicable throbbing in Scorpius' heart, "—you will really surprise me."

As soon as the words fell, Albus kissed the lips of the person in front of him, biting the soft lips of the blond boy.It seemed to be the smoothest dessert in the world, even mousse couldn't match it.He tasted the breath of Scorpius on his lips, the undiscovered, jammy heart of the cake, enough to captivate the mind of the taster.Albus greedily followed, and Scorpius accepted all his attacks, allowing him to mess with his lips and tongues - allowing him to mess up his breath, take his own breath, and even willingly let himself be hypoxic Suffocation - but Albus let go of him before that.Seeing Scorpius open his lips slightly, breathing rapidly, his gray eyes covered with mist in a trance, a sense of familiarity came from the bottom of Albus's heart.This scene seemed to overlap with another scene in my mind, except that the wall was not the wall in the room, and there was an ancient staircase at the foot.And Albus—he didn't realize how satisfied his face was, his bright green eyes narrowed happily, his red tongue licked his lower lip, and the curvature of the corners of his lips showed his heart jumping for joy.Scorpius clearly remembered that in his dream, on the old stairs of the magic school, the black curly-haired boy pushed him against the wall, with the same face showing the same expression.

Scorpius closed his eyes, took Albus's hand, and put it on the complicated buttons on his collar—this was almost a sign.Albus' eyes darkened, and