[hp] Fall in love at Hogwarts

ooc warning, su warning

Contains Harry, Draco, Wood

There is a source for Harry’s memes, rumi’s “The Beloved”

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Harry

Hogwarts in the winter is really not a good place for a date.

There are too many people in the warm lounge, which is not suitable for intimacy. The black lake that is suitable for walking in other seasons is wrapped with a warmth charm and I don't want to stay too long. I always worry about being intruded in the empty classroom.

"So you chose this place?"

You glanced at the dirty greenhouse floor with disgust, and then at your embarrassed savior boyfriend.

Unventilated indoor heating is warm, which can exert a lot of pressure on the growth of plants.

Nutrition gives off an unpleasant smell, and even those who have very ambiguous thoughts will be forced to retreat a lot.

The boy hid his red face behind his scarf and explained sheepishly: "You said the Black Lake was very cold last time, so I..."

He didn't think about the smell, he just thought that there were few people in the greenhouse at this time, so it was suitable to be alone.

You hummed delicately and took off his scarf: "Aren't you bored?"

The cold fingertips touched the overheated neck. Harry shivered subconsciously, and his eyes uncontrollably drifted to the rose that was blooming on the right. This was one of the reasons why he chose the greenhouse - he remembered you. Last time I said I wanted a bunch.

"Harry Potter!"

His girlfriend's voice rose, and Harry, who had a strong desire to survive, quickly looked back.

You raised your chin, confident and determined, and looked like a cat with angry fur at his distraction.

"I'm right in front of you, but you're looking at roses?"

Draco

Snakes with low body temperatures should hibernate in winter.

"You're not a real snake." Draco put the book on your face to cover you up from the extra light. "You always want to sleep. Pansy said you never wake up in the dormitory."

His tone was full of complaints, but his hands were still twirling your hair to play with. You lay on your back on Draco's lap, occupying the largest sofa in the lounge with him.

"Are you jealous?" You gave him some thoughts in your sleep, "I feel most comfortable sleeping in your arms. You always smell like candy..."

That was probably a new flavor made by Aunt Narcissa. The candy she originally gave you after your tooth decay disappeared. You could only tell whether Aunt Narcissa had learned something new from the change in Draco's taste. craft.

You always leaned against Draco like you were boneless, and he used to spoil you. From the beginning, your close friends frowned in disgust, but later they became accustomed to it, and they only regarded you as a Malfoy pendant.

"Would you like a taste?" he asked.

You become more energetic: "Are you going to give me candy today?"

"certainly--"

Hearing this, you opened your mouth slightly and waited for him to feed you. After a moment of friction with the clothes, two moist, warm and slightly sweet lips came together.

"Of course not, but I can give you a taste."

Wood

After being reminded by Angelina, the captain, who had been at the Quidditch pitch for two consecutive weekends, finally remembered that he still had a partner.

You were blocked at the door of the Slytherin lounge, crossing your arms and watching Wood apologize in front of you.

"So you remember that you had a girlfriend? Oliver Wood?"

At the entrance of the crowded lounge, the red color belonging to Gryffindor was particularly dazzling. Wood lowered his head and looked remorseful, accepting the looks of the students coming and going from the Snake House.

You raised your hand to look at your newly made nails, and at the same time glanced at the junior class who was laughing at Wood not far away.

After receiving your threatening look, the little snakes in the lower grades immediately booed and got into their holes - everyone knew that you had a bad temper, especially when it came to your boyfriend Oliver Wood.

"Not next time..."

"How dare you do it again?" You immediately stopped him, "Next time you won't have a girlfriend!"

The young man hugged you helplessly and apologized over and over again. You leaned into his arms and shrugged, grabbing his wrist and walking upstairs.

"what happened?"

The boy with long arms and legs narrowed his steps and staggered behind you, asking in a low voice.

"I'm injured." You pressed him down on the bed in the hospital wing angrily as he observed where you were injured, "Ma'am! There is a wounded person here!"

Wood's body smelled of blood and dirt. He must have fallen off the broom again. He changed his clothes without taking care of his injuries and came to see you.

"If you dare to do this again!" You glared at him, "Train well, train well, just tell me! If you dare to forget to tell me, I will really ignore you!"

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Originally there was a Seder, but I couldn’t write it after rubbing my hands for a long time, so I decided to write a long article for him alone.

Where logic doesn't make sense, just serve it as love!