[hp] Fall in love at Hogwarts

ooc warning

Contains Theodore/Harry/Cedric/Wood/George

Two-way, there is the ambiguous period when the window paper is almost broken, and there is also the one-way period when we don't know each other. It's pure sweetness. If it's not sweet, you hit me.

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【Theodore】

In class, you chose a corner where you could directly observe Theodore secretly without being easily discovered. You stacked the thick textbooks and used them as pillows for your chin, and stared at him unabashedly when no one could notice you. With Theodore.

Since the seat is diagonally behind him, you can only see his back and a small part of his face. The boy's long eyelashes cover his beautiful eyes that scare you when you first see him. He holds the long feathers in his hands. The pen carefully recorded the key points of the exam as stated by the professor, without being disturbed at all by the sleepy friends around him.

You stared at him blankly for a while, until your neck started to feel sore from being in one position for a long time before you turned your head and moved. The professor's patrolling eyes passed over the figures in the seats one by one. You didn't listen to what was being said at all, so you had to shrink your presence, lower your head, and write something casually with a pen, so that it looked like you were paying attention to the lecture.

Theodore Theodore Theodore.

Unknowingly, the draft paper is full of his name, densely packed like the itching feeling in your heart every time you look at his back.

It's tragic to say that you like him because of the ice-blue eyes that you caught when he casually looked around under his hat when he opened the branch a long time ago. But you have been secretly in love with him for so long. Compared with those eyes that make you drown, you are more attracted to him. The back is more familiar.

You had sat and walked behind him countless times, quietly tracing the outline of his shadow on the table with your fingertips, secretly thinking in your mind how to better talk to him.

It should be in a just the right atmosphere and a very suitable opportunity to talk to him without being abrupt. Talk to Theodore about something he likes or finds interesting, so that his impression of you can grow from a thin and one-sided name to a person. concrete image.

But you have been picking and choosing for a long time and have never found a good opportunity. Maybe you have, but as long as Theodore looks at you with those eyes and tilts his head slightly to show doubts, you will tear the thinking ability of your brain into pieces. The paste that cannot be pieced together can only do some actions and sentences that will not cause embarrassment.

After lying down for a while, you felt that the professor had stopped scanning the entire classroom with his eyes, and turned his head to look at Theodore again.

The boy who was taking notes carefully just now put his head on one hand and turned to look at you. He seemed to completely ignore that such an action could easily be caught by the professor, so he just turned slightly in your direction and looked straight at you. With you.

He caught your gaze and pressed his cheek lightly, giving you an inexplicable warning of "don't look away". You didn't know if you would blush completely in this situation, but you subconsciously followed him. You kept looking at him, until the parchment with Theodore's name written on it was scratched unconsciously by you, and you withdrew your gaze and lowered your head as if you were relieved.

It’s over, it’s over, it’s over, it feels like he has discovered something!

You wished you could bury your head in your arms and never raise your head for the rest of your life. When you heard the professor's voice ending the class, you rushed out of the classroom with your book against the wall.

"What are you laughing at?" Noticing that Theodore was in a good mood, Draco followed his gaze and saw that there was no one there.

The little girl's sneaky look was really cute, but it was a pity that if she diverted her attention a little bit, she would blush and retreat hurriedly. Theodore shook his head with some pity: "I won't follow you in the next class. Sit together."

He closed the notebook with your name mixed in it, blocking Draco's curious gaze.

【Harry】

"Harry Potter."

In a class where the atmosphere was dull because of Professor Snape's anger, the usual target of points deductions was once again prompted by that deep voice to answer questions.

Everyone lowered their heads and pretended not to care because it was none of their business. Only you, the secret admirer who set a super bright reminder for Harry in your heart, raised your head before the real owner.

Harry adjusted his glasses that were skewed because he lowered his head to write, frowned and pursed his lips tightly. Of course he knew that if he was picked on at this time, he would inevitably be criticized and deducted points, so he was inevitably irritated.

"Yes -" he deliberately prolonged his voice, "Professor."

Seeing that the anger behind the man not far away was rising enough to be visible, you were lucky enough to be sitting next to Harry, hesitantly tugging on his sleeve under the cover of the table, reminding Harry not to be punished again for being quick to talk. Solitary confinement - You must know that he has only recovered from the high fever, and his body has not yet recovered.

You are in poor health and your hands and feet are always cold, so you can feel it quickly if you touch Harry's hands even slightly outside his sleeves. You observed that Professor Snape didn't notice your little movement and tugged on Harry's sleeve again.

"!"

The sudden feeling of being wrapped around your hand startled you, and you almost couldn't help but bounce.

Harry, who still had an impatient expression on his face, pursed his lips tightly not to suppress his impatience, but because he was afraid that he could not help but look stupid to the professor who was spraying venom. Smiling, he could almost foresee that if he did this, he would spend the next week in labor punishment.

He didn't look at you, but he knew that his sudden movement must have frightened you. Harry wrapped your somewhat cold hand tightly in his palm, ignoring your slight struggle, and gently played with your fingers before you could make it into a fist.

The professor on the stage was still angry about the students' poor grades. Harry, who was picked up and criticized as a typical representative, stared at the professor's figure perfunctorily, but his heart had already been running to you beside him, and he was in a good mood for a moment. Potions class, which I usually find unpleasant, has become beautiful.

You kept secretly trying to take your hand back, but every time you wanted to move, Harry would always add fuel to Professor Snape's anger. After several times, you knew that he was deliberately making trouble for you. His face turned red with embarrassment and he didn't dare to move.

Harry's hands parted easily, and their fingers intertwined.

【Cedric】

At the celebration banquet to celebrate Hufflepuff's victory in the competition, someone brought a lot of firewhiskey from the kitchen and shouted to have a good time. As the Seeker who accounted for a large proportion of the victory in this game, Cedric was pushed and coaxed to drink by his teammates.

Seid rejected this person's invitation and came to that person's invitation. People who were joking came with good intentions. He was embarrassed to refuse other people's invitations again and again, so he had to drink cups of liquid on an empty stomach before he could use his hands. Came here wanting something to eat.

You didn't follow the other teammates and sat in a slightly empty seat holding a drink. Seeing Cedric's blushing face and looking around in confusion, you sighed and separated him from a group of people who were drinking and didn't know why. The drunkard was guided to a place where the alcohol was lighter, and he was given a plate of food that had been prepared for him.

"Um...thank you..." He first stuffed two mouthfuls of bread into his mouth and chewed it, his eyes constantly staring at the new clothes you wore for the first time, and he praised inarticulately: "You look so good today, you hit the ball well. Beautiful too.”

Hufflepuff, whose lounge is next to the kitchen, likes to order wine and food to take a break. More than once, you have heard boys talking about each other's drinking problems. It seems that both men and women are slightly able to play like this for a long time. Drink some.

It's just that you didn't expect that Ced's drinking capacity was so bad. He had just pushed a lot of wine, and when he drank, he drank half of it and leaked half of it. In the end, only two or three glasses of liquid actually entered his stomach. The boy who is obediently eating the food you prepared in front of you is already flushed, and his lips are as delicate as the most blooming rose, just waiting to be snatched away.

If he is thrown into a pile of girls like this, he will be eaten.

With the same thoughts as many girls, you silently watched Seid finish the food, waved your hand in front of his eyes, and asked, "Can I help you sober up a little?"

Seid didn't reply for a moment. He put the empty plate in his hand on the nearest table and stumbled as if he was looking for something. His expression was not very happy. The unconscious boy didn't notice the wine bottle at his feet. He stepped on the air and fell forward.

"Hey!!" You hurriedly stepped forward to hug him. The tall boy was naturally not light in weight. Fortunately, you didn't secretly relax during training. This way you avoided the embarrassment of the two of them falling together. You were still looking for him just now. When Seid smelled your scent, he fell silent and allowed you to lead him to an open space.

Seder's roommate had already gone somewhere long ago. Looking around, you didn't see anyone who was awake anymore. Everyone was happy for the improbable victory. There was no class tomorrow, so naturally everyone was holding a cup in their hands. Very happy.

...Are you the only one in this lounge who hasn't had a drink?

Smelling the smell of alcohol in the air, you patted Ced's hand and wanted to go to the hospital wing to get some hangover medicine. Unexpectedly, the person who had been so well-behaved and quiet when he was eating suddenly became unreasonable. He rested his chin on your shoulder and grabbed your arm with a force that wouldn't cause you pain but wouldn't break free.

Although he was drunk, the smell of alcohol on his body was not heavy. The young man who had just taken a shower still smelled of marigold shower gel. Mixed with the aroma of wine left on his collar, it formed a unique smell. smell.

"Don't go." Said hummed in a low voice, and the warm air flowed over your neck, raising a layer of goose bumps. "Don't go."

He is more than a head taller than you and surprisingly does not feel feminine when acting coquettishly. His low humming sound is like the purring of a kitten when it relaxes and opens its belly, making people unable to refuse his words.

"Stay with me."

【Wood】

Oliver Wood, your best friend, your crush doesn't seem to like you very much.

Feeling this, you were a little frustrated. You didn't understand why some time ago you were still holding hands and discussing how to defeat the Slytherin team who bought new brooms on the court. During this time, he didn't even dare to look at you when he talked to you. What's more, Don't talk about being alone.

"You're overthinking." Faced with your questioning, Oliver seemed unwilling to talk more about related issues. He glanced at you quickly and then avoided his eyes. He put his hands in his pockets and stood straight, extremely Stiff and unnatural.

In order not to be embarrassed in public because of some issue you didn't know about, you deliberately stopped Oliver in a corner where no one would pass by, forcing him to not escape your questioning.

To prevent him from escaping, the two of you are very close, and when Oliver sniffs, he can smell the smell of your shampoo - it has a bit of cool mint scent, but a mint scent that has no cooling effect at all.

He couldn't help but frown, touched his nose unnaturally, and lowered his voice: "Is there anything else?"

Ever since he saw you crying with tears in your eyes in that unspeakable dream, he has been completely unable to look directly at you in real life. The fair skin exposed from the collar of the clothes is always stimulating the young man's meager willpower. He doesn't dare to meet your eyes because he always has a strange fantasy of your eyes being red and crying.

Oliver never saw that you were deliberately approaching him as a brother so that you could pursue him slowly. He thought that you just loved Quidditch very much and therefore had something in common with him. He really didn't know how to sort out so many confusing thoughts.

"Oliver Wood!" Not knowing what he was thinking, you naturally thought that he hated you. Oliver had always been a straightforward person, and he had never been so twisty. The panic of the situation getting out of control made you red-eyed and grab him. He grabbed his collar and asked, "If you don't tell me clearly what the reason is today, don't even think about playing on the Quidditch field!"

"Even if you run away, I will go to Slytherin to report the tactics you arranged!" Thinking of the opponent's strength and flexibility, you added angrily.

He let out a long sigh.

Oliver took his hand out of his trouser pocket and easily pushed away your hand that grabbed his collar. His honey-colored eyes seemed to be set on fire, and he looked down at you expressionlessly. , eyebrows raised slightly.

The red eyes coincided with those in the dream.

Grass (a plant), you regard him as a brother but he wants to have sex with you.

Just when you thought he was going to get angry and turn around and leave, Oliver put one hand around your waist and the other on the back of your head and kissed him. He is eager to learn the movements in the video he accidentally watched, prying your lips and tongue apart, taking away your breath when you are in great shock and unable to react.

After the kiss, you might not be friends anymore. With this thought in mind, he kissed you again after you took your breath.

【George】

At Christmas some time ago, George coerced you into giving you a gift that was different from Fred's, a bracelet that you made yourself and didn't look very good.

Now there is a simple and direct way to tell the twins apart. If they don't block their wrists, the one with the bracelet must be George, and the one with empty wrists must be Fred.

"You don't play pretend games with Fred anymore?" You asked him, "Don't you always like to share everything?"

George put his legs on the table and lowered his head to play with the newly researched prank props. When he heard your question, he raised his head and exchanged a knowing look with Fred who was not far away. He answered you with a smile: "There are some things." It can’t always be shared.”

"for example?"

"you guess?"

He never talks to you honestly.

In order to help your not-so-smart mind remember more things before the exam, and to spend more time with George before the holidays, you specially made an appointment with him to come to the library. He would study new pranks while you endorsed them crazily.

George and Fred are both smart, otherwise they would not have researched so many new tricks and spells so frequently. However, neither of them expects to find a job based on their test scores after graduation, so they are not interested in textbook knowledge. Not too seriously.

But just such lack of regard is enough to teach you. George saw you scratching your head and scratching your head in a funny way, and gestured for you to ask him.

"One question, one kiss," he teased.

Knowing that he was joking, you hit him on the head with a book, and after enduring a pitiful performance from George, you successfully got the guidance.

When you were still studying how to deal with the practical questions in the exam, George, who was sitting in the library just to accompany you, had nothing to do and randomly picked the nearest acquaintance - Lee Jordan.

"Look at my bracelet, doesn't it look good?" He shook his wrist to show off, and secretly replaced Li's quill with one that sprayed out a lot of ink, "It's a pity you don't have it."

Li, who had shifted his gaze for a while, didn't notice anything was wrong. He tsked twice, disapproving of George's habit of showing his wrist during this period, and picked up the quill pen to write another stroke.

There was an exclamation in the library.

Your thoughts were interrupted by the sound and you looked over. Li, whose face was full of ink and was being chased by Mrs. Pince, threw himself in front of you with tears streaming down his face. He pointed at George and accused: "You should accept him quickly!! Please!! "