[hp] Fall in love at Hogwarts

ooc warning

An expansion of Harry's clip that everyone asked before

When you are in love, please communicate well and don't be angry.

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You hate rainy days.

Raindrops the size of soybeans fell from a high altitude into the small puddle in front of you. The splashing sewage made you frown and take a few steps back. You barely stopped until your heels touched the iron pillars of the station seats. .

The humid and oppressive environment tried to squeeze out every inch of excess air in your chest. You took a few sharp breaths to save your brain, which was about to be deprived of oxygen, and sat down on the chair behind you.

This was the third year since you and Harry broke up, and it was also the first time you set foot on British soil after graduating from Hogwarts.

The model couple that everyone envied at the time did not get married and have children as everyone expected. One stayed in England and became an Auror as he had originally planned. The other didn't even mention goodbye and ran to Italy to open a flower shop.

The lovers who were not separated by the ups and downs of life and death were defeated in a daily quarrel after the war. You can’t remember exactly why. Maybe Harry forgot your anniversary again, or maybe he pointed out something to you. After complaining about some relative opinions, you packed up all your things in silence that morning, slammed the door and left Grimmauld Place, and Harry didn't come to chase you.

If Cedric's lover hadn't gone to Italy this time and pestered you to be her bridesmaid for more than half a month, you really wouldn't know what kind of excuses you would use to come back.

The rain is getting heavier.

You lowered your eyelids and tapped the ground lightly with the tip of your umbrella. The moment the other person's phantom spell was lifted, you pretended to look at the fallen leaves and inadvertently turned your head, looking straight into the eyes of the person in the corner.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"haven't seen you for a long time."

You spoke at the same time and fell silent at the same time.

Harry saw you curling the loose hair on your shoulders unconsciously - he still remembered that this was a small action you would make when you were anxious. You have not had any contact in the past three years, and the scattered news was leaked through casual conversations between mutual friends. , my brain, which has never been troubled by separation, is pouring out all the news about you, as familiar as if I had just met you yesterday.

"How are you recently?"

After a long silence, Harry pushed up his glasses and took the lead in picking a topic.

At this moment, he suddenly resented why he didn't learn to be more diplomatic on weekdays. Even though he has now grown into the head Auror in his own right, Harry acted clumsily towards you as if he were on a date at school, and all his language skills were completely lost.

"Not bad." You took in his slightly annoyed expression, and suppressed the smile that almost raised the corner of your mouth to make your tone sound more relaxed, "Aren't you going to work today?"

Of course you know the answer, otherwise you wouldn't have stayed at the station for so long even with an umbrella. The maple leaves are beautiful, but you hate letting the rain get wet on your body.

"I have a day off today and I want to go out for a walk." That's what he said.

He wasn't very good at lying in the past, at least not in front of you. This standard Gryffindor lion's lies are full of loopholes. His incoherent logic and the little moves that he tried his best to suppress all undermined his shaky lies.

Just like the afternoon when you were about to date, you left your magic wand at home after climbing over the wall, and it got stuck on the wall and couldn't get out. It happened that it started to rain again at that time, and the beautiful dress you wore specifically to see Harry got wet and stuck to your body. Looking at Harry who came to find you in a hurry, you lay on the wall in grievance and cried.

At that time, he raised his head and looked at you, with an expression that was holding back a smile, but he still said coaxing words such as "you are the most beautiful". At that time, you just felt that he was laughing at you, and you cried even harder.

You jumped off the wall and pounced on his body that had finally gained some muscle, making him groan.

"You're not heavy." Harry coaxed with wandering eyes, "Well, I didn't see anything either."

The angry girl kissed him in the rain until her lips were red and swollen, and taught him the consequences of being exposed for lying.

But it's different now.

These years of messy work experience seemed to have smoothed away Harry's sense of randomness that grew wildly, and his pair of vibrant green eyes, like trees irrigated after rain, cast a lot of what could be called calmness. Emotionally, he can keep an honest expression even when telling lies, looking straight at you without wavering at all.

The look in his eyes was so hot that you seemed to have become a piece of delicious and coveted meat, just waiting for the best opportunity to bite into his mouth and savor it. This kind of temperature makes your cheeks hot, so you can only move your eyes away and pretend to look at the maple leaves that have been hit by the rain and spread all over the ground, counting the sound of the rain to calm your mood.

"Oh, it's good to take a walk." Your brain can only dryly organize this sentence for you.

If it weren't for the magic props provided by Mrs. Digory, you wouldn't be able to make the head Auror's Disillusionment Charm fail and expose his body to you. You don't know if he noticed this, and you are extremely confused and unwilling. Be willing to speak up and remind.

After all these years, Harry still couldn't go down the stairs he was handed.

The man who had been staring at you soon noticed that you were in a low mood. He tried hard to recall the conversational books that Mrs. Diggory had left behind by accident a few days ago, and thought about when they should talk to each other before he could show off himself. Chen Chen attitude of admitting mistakes.

——Hurry up and ask me out.

The two of them urged each other inwardly.

People who are afraid that the other person is still angry and people who are afraid that they are not giving a good attitude rarely have the same mind. In the past three years, they have impulsively thought about how this scene will happen countless times, but when they meet, they all hope that the other person will speak first. Maybe it is timidity. , or maybe it’s because I can’t save face.

Time washes away the incompatibility between two people, and they know each other at the first sight of reunion.

Hurry up and ask me out.

It's obvious that both of them want to get back together, and they've obviously missed each other all the time in the past three years.