[hp] Fall in love at Hogwarts

ooc warning

Muggle setting, rich traveler

Gloria Green=you

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final match.

"Are you sure he's not a thief here to check on you?"

I helplessly turned the pen between my fingers and repeated my argument again: "The boy who stood outside the door for an hour and was soaked in soaking wet is really not a thief who came to step on the spot. I swear to you."

Apparently Anne, the only waiter in the hotel where I lived, didn't believe me. She wiped her hands on her apron after washing the coffee cup repeatedly, raised her eyebrows high, and almost said I was lying. It's written on your face.

It had been raining outside for a long time. Paris in this season was always as wet as if it had been immersed in a pool of water. The air you breathed in had a strong, strange smell of not being exposed to the sun. The weather was too cool, my clothes were wet and the wind blew for so long, and my iron-clad body couldn't bear it.

At first I thought he was just a tourist looking for a place to take shelter from the rain, just like I did when I first came to Paris and passed by this shop with a relatively long eaves to take shelter from the rain after being soaked in the cold. But after a long time, I finished writing my travel diary and looked up again. The wet boy still looked dazed with his hair down, and it didn't look like he had any communication tools with him.

He looks like a big abandoned dog with nowhere to go...

I picked up the big dog I drew casually in my diary and compared it with him. After thinking about it, I put down the notebook and left my seat and walked towards the door under Anne's disapproving gaze.

The one-way glass made it impossible for him to notice my gaze. He probably thought that no one was in this store with no accommodation sign, so he leaned against the glass in frustration and wanted to spread out. When I opened the door and stuck my head out to greet him, the boy curled up warily and took a step back.

"Hello!" I stood on the door frame and waved to him. The protruding spikes of the old wooden door frame dug into my palms, scattering the words I had organized in my head. I subconsciously blushed and blew two blows on my palms. Then he said hello again: "Come in and have a cup of hot water."

He looked at the sky hesitantly, so I urged him again: "This rain won't stop for a while."

"Okay then." He smiled apologetically, "Sorry to trouble you."

After entering the store, I brought him a cup of hot brown sugar ginger water. This was what a friend told me when I traveled to China. It is said to be able to "ward off the cold"? In short, they seem to mean that they can avoid catching a cold. This big boy, who was a head taller than me, took the glass awkwardly, grinning because he was burned, but he kept saying thank you.

"Sorry to trouble you." He repeated his thanks.

Not long ago, Annie thought that this big boy squatting in front of the store for a long time without moving around was a thief who came to check in. But after the young man wiped off the excess rain on his face and head with a dry towel and tidied up his appearance, she hugged me tightly. Keep your arms from jumping out too excited and scaring people. She always likes to look at beautiful people, regardless of gender.

This is the first time that I can't associate any dark thoughts with someone. This person is really good-looking, with neatly trimmed eyebrows, a high bridge of nose, and kissable lips. The main reason is that he has a pair of excessive Sincere eyes, those are the sunlight that rises from the horizon at four or five o'clock to break through the darkness, and no shadow can stand.

The puppy water glass that I often used to press the pages of books was held by those slender hands. The boy took a breath and sniffed the drink in the glass, which seemed to be a strange combination in the West. There was some doubt on his face, but he was too embarrassed to refuse my kindness, so he could only hold his breath and put his face to the edge of the cup and took a big sip. After feeling the benefits of the hot water, he sighed happily.

"I think you're right." Annie whispered in my ear, "How could such a person be in the right place? He can just find a rich woman and squander the rest of his life."

final match.

He said his name was Cedric Diggory and that he was a tourist here.

He didn't have a single dollar on him, and when asked about the direction of his home, he scratched the back of his head in distress and didn't want to speak directly. I had some doubts about whether he was a gangster who smuggled himself from some country, otherwise why would he be so secretive? .

"Is there anyone in this day and age who doesn't have a phone in their home?" I took a sip of his freshly brewed coffee and wrote something down in my notes.

Cedric was wearing an apron from the store - he had managed to get himself a job as a temporary clerk to earn money for his trip home, and it had to be said that this cheap supermarket sale buy-one-get-one-free thing was very attractive to the handsome guy. The look and feel on the body is different. The plastic apron made of leather color just for the sake of appearance looks like it is made of real cowhide.

He touched his chin distressedly, folded up the coffee grounds in his hand and put them in the garbage pile as Annie taught him: "Well... we don't use the phone very much."

"We?" I was a little confused. "Could it be that you are from an old feudal family that opposes technological progress?"

Facing my statement, he shook his head and nodded hesitantly. Seid stopped what he was doing and organized his words on the spot. It took him a long time to say weakly: "Really?"

Young people about the same age as me are unfamiliar with how to use most of the machines in this room. Cedric seems to be completely out of touch with the world. He needs others to replace new screws before he can barely drag his old joints to continue walking. I can't stand it. I like the contradictory feeling brought about by his age and surroundings, which is very new to me.

"If you have the opportunity, can you take me to visit it?" I am very happy when I think of adding new content to my travel diary. I know that Seid is not very good at rejecting people, so when I said this, I expected his kind approval behavior. He smiled helplessly and warned me that it might be boring, but I just feel that I don’t know the future. The place he will lead me to when will be a gold mine waiting for me to discover.

There are no customers in the store. It should be said that this small coffee and hotel model in this location is not very good and it is difficult to get new customers during the rainy season. After making coffee for me, Ced pulled the chair next to me and sat down when he had some free time. He glanced curiously at the travel diary I had spread out.

"Aren't you going to school?" he asked.

"My family is very rich!" I patted my chest. "I am also smart. I am basically self-taught. I learn wherever I go. Traveling is so interesting. I can see many scenery that others will never see in their lifetime. I know a lot of weird things. Besides, if I don’t work, my family’s money will be enough for me to spend a lifetime, and I don’t need to be the boss.”

Seid nodded and smiled with interest: "It's a very interesting life. I will definitely play around after I graduate."

The process of traveling is pleasant and lonely. There are very few people who can listen to me talk about my experiences without any logic, and it’s not that no one has the patience. However, I usually don’t get any good responses when I talk about it—— There are so many strange ideas in my mind that it would be difficult for people who grew up in a normal environment to identify with me.

But Cedric was different. He seemed to be able to fully understand the little adventures I took for some beautiful things. Even though he still said words of instruction such as paying attention to safety, the smile and tolerance in his eyes seemed In the dead of winter, if you put me in a spacious room with heating on, I won't sneeze with tears all over my body.

It was so pleasant to get along with him. I took Seide around Paris for a walk on the grounds that he was also here to travel. After he was at work, he would have a different experience with a place he had been to once. I can see so many things that I haven't noticed.

I suddenly became very fond of Paris. I really thought it was quite romantic.

final match.

There was such a handsome guy in the store, and Annie made a lot of moves to hook up with her, not to mention that in such a romantic city, it seemed that it was too much not to talk about romantic love.

I think Seid is very popular in his school. After all, he can handle Anne like a newbie. The way he responded to people was sincere, and even though he was rejecting the same question over and over again and repeating the same argument, it didn't make people feel impatient. His words were gentle and had a sense of distance that was neither far nor near, and it was almost impossible to pick out any thorns. Criticize.

"Does he like you?" Anne brought the coffee I asked for and pouted at Seid, who was staring at the rain by the window in a daze, "I know people are always visual animals!"

"He doesn't like me, right?"

"How could he not like you?"

Seid, who was lying on the table by the window with his head turned to count the raindrops, turned around when he heard Anne's louder words. He blinked in confusion and could only be confused when he found that both girls were paying attention. Smiled back.

Anne rushed to pull Seid over and pointed to the necklace he was wearing - he and I went to a small jewelry store to buy it when he was resting a few days ago. Pointing to his bracelet - he wanted to thank me for helping him when he was paying wages. This gangster said good things to the store manager and gave me a gift when I gave it back. He also pointed at the clothes of the same color that we both wore.

"Look at it, look at it, how could he not like you?" Anne snorted, and pounced on my cheek, "Lia is so beautiful and good, no one can dislike you!"

Facing my friend's rainbow fart, from the corner of my eye I saw Seid, whose face had been rising in temperature just now, looking at him with an observing look. I blushed with embarrassment and slapped Annie's hand away to remind her that the receptionist happened to come in at this time. The guests rushed to relieve the suffocating atmosphere.

I didn’t want to face Seid for a while, but I had agreed with him early in the morning that we would watch the fireworks together. Originally, Anne was going to go too, but something happened at home, so she needed to work an extra job to earn more. I can only regret the money and wish us a happy date.

At that time, I corrected her that she shouldn't use such ambiguous words, as it would trouble Ced. Now, looking back on my mood at the time, I seemed happy to have such a sticky suggestion with him.

Fortunately, it didn't rain that night. Ced and I joined the crowd and sat side by side in the park where the event was held, watching the colorful sparks explode. In order to avoid being touched by strangers, we were a little close to each other, so close that I could clearly smell the smell of coffee on Ced's body - he worked hard to make delicious coffee in order to communicate, and a part of my arm Her sides were pressed against him tightly, there was no discomfort at all, it seemed like the distance should be like this.

Seid took the bracelet he gave me in return, and I also took the bracelet he gave me. It happened to be the hand that was close to each other. The two bracelets without magnets were attracted and entangled by unknown factors, causing us to be confused for a while. I can only hold hands and walk back.

There are many people holding hands like us on the busy streets, but they are all lovers. At this moment, there is no other word between me and Ced except friends, and even I know that he is Ced. Derek doesn’t know anything else. If he doesn’t want to tell me, I won’t ask.

I shook the hand he held, turning my head to look at him from time to time, and he looked at me from time to time. Not far away, there were lovers kissing on the sidewalk. I looked at the road under my feet, and then at Ced's lips that I thought were kissable when we first met.

"I want to kiss you!" I said.

The streetlight was brighter than the moon, and it could amplify all his subtle expressions when it hit his face. The corners of Said's eyes drooped with laughter, but his eyes were bright.

"You don't know me yet," he started, then sighed helplessly, "Although I also want to kiss you."

There is no need for any other reason to kiss on the streets of Paris. This city witnesses countless sticky couples every day. Even if he and I were hugging and kissing on the road with cars passing by, all the cars would not honk at us. , they all walked around, and sometimes a few friendly whistles came from the open car windows.

I also wrote down my first experience of kissing in my Paris travel diary. This kiss was mixed with the smell of dust and gasoline, and even the smell of sweat from just struggling out of the crowd. It was not as good as the words I read. It's so strange and beautiful, but I don't think anything can replace this feeling except kissing him here again.

Only then did I realize that I thought I could write a lot of words about this interesting person, but in fact all the words revealed only two words: I like it.

final match.

I have some ideas about Cedric’s true identity. The previous guesses about those stubborn and backward families are probably not reliable. He has never resisted new things, but is eager to try them. So when he confirmed our relationship, I wasn't surprised when he told me he was a wizard.

"It seems I should have said it a long time ago." Said breathed a sigh of relief after observing that my expression was normal. "When I first came here, I was always worried for fear that my secret would be exposed somewhere."

"So half of my so-called backward families who are stubborn and unwilling to accept technology are on the same page." I said, "At least you won't be stuck in a foreign country and unable to return because of something wrong with the magic on the plane."

He smiled and touched my head: "My family actually sent me the travel expenses and wand back, so I can leave a long time ago."

"You can't bear to leave me!" I continued and kissed him, "Okay, okay, I know, let's go to your house quickly! I'm so curious about what the magical world is like!"

This good-tempered young man had no choice but to support me as I jumped on top of him. He held my waist and spun me around in front of the store several times. Annie, who had hid in the store crying just now because she was reluctant to say goodbye to us, poked her head out of the store with red eyes and urged us to leave quickly and not to block the way of other customers who wanted to enter the store.

The girl who spoke in such a tone had a cry in her voice. I jumped off Seid and rushed over to kiss her cheek: "We'll come see you later!"

Seid nodded behind me and responded to my words. He was wearing a casual sportswear, and he looked like a starlet who had left his agent to go on a secret date with his girlfriend. I snickered and said this to Anne. She also agreed very much with the idea.

"I will definitely come back soon! Maybe I'll come here again next month!" I said, "After all, you know, I have money and love to travel~"

The sky began to turn gloomy again, and Annie, who was worried that it would rain heavily and make it inconvenient for us to rush, said goodbye softly after complaining about my clinginess. She rolled her eyes around the two of us several times, waved and went in to entertain the guests. .

"Come back next time." Said held my hand, "After I graduate, I can bring you here with magic."

He thought carefully: "It's not impossible before graduation. I can borrow a wand from my mother."

I hit his chest: "You look like you won't do bad things. I didn't expect that."

The two of us hid in an alley not far from the store. Seid took out a golden pocket watch and pressed it. According to him, underage wizards who perform magic outside of school will be arrested and punished by the Ministry of Magic, so his family gave In addition to his wand, what he sent was a door key that could be used to reach a designated location by touch. After a nauseating and twisted feeling, my feet landed on the ground again and I opened my eyes. The so-called magical world is actually no different from ordinary people's houses.

"This is my girlfriend." This is how he introduced me to his parents.

His parents are also good-looking, I think so. After all, Seid's face can be developed into the entertainment industry. I amused them both with all the new things I had encountered during my travels, and the couple happily let me stay in the house for a few more days, and blamed Seid for not bringing me back earlier.

"If I had known that you would find a girlfriend when you got lost once, we would have let you go out for a walk more often." Mr. Digory ignored his son's helpless look and patted Ced's shoulder hard several times. He complained that Ced was so old that he had never even held a girl's hand, which made him and his wife worried for a long time, and they even thought about whether to ask a doctor to check.

Ced held me while he played wizarding games and waved his wand to show me the things he was studying at school. He spread out everything he could honestly say to me, and every word and every thing told me that the future was promising.

This period of living in the magical world was very interesting. Unfortunately, according to the law of confidentiality, even if I write a travelogue, I cannot publish it in a magazine. But I don't mind. I look back at the words I wrote since I met Ced, and I feel that I am not in the same place. Instead of writing travel notes, write some cliché romance novel.

It's quite like a novel, right? The traveler met the lost wizard and got together. I'm already at the ending.

final match.

I was sitting in the cafe by the window, my hair was wet, my clothes were clinging to my body, the fan in the shop was blowing wind on me, and I shivered for a while in the cold.

"Won't you move the fan further?" Annie threw a towel on my head and motioned for me to quickly dry my dripping hair.

She brought a cup of brown sugar ginger water and asked me to hold my nose and drink it quickly. I put my head on a towel and stared at her for a while. Annie was wearing a leather apron - I heard her write that it was something the boss bought last time. They sent me a few samples and urged me to drink hot water quickly to avoid catching a cold. It seemed like I was back to the last time I came to this coffee hotel.

"You look like me." I said suddenly.

Sitting here, the smell of dust and gasoline pours into my nose like crazy. I didn’t know if it was because of the cold wind, but my eyes were astringent and my breathing was not smooth. I took Anne’s hand and rested my head on her arm, saying muffledly: “I miss him so much.”

He broke the appointment, even though I knew clearly that he was not voluntary. Before that, my lover was still discussing with me that he would come back to Paris with me during the summer vacation after completing the competition, but now he has no way to complete this. Committed.

I have been traveling around as before and wrote many travel notes. I also thought about whether to pretend that Ced was always by my side and write him into paragraphs of text. However, when I started writing, I discovered a fact very decadently. , I can’t write it.

This person is associated with the beautiful magic and romantic Paris, but he is also locked up here. My normally jumping mind cannot extend more ideas for him. It seems that he can only wave his magic wand to be intimate with me in Paris.

All the travel notes are realistic, but the ones related to Paris are like love novels, with a be ending. They are the kind of novels that I hate most, with a be ending in which we are separated forever.

Of course I didn’t write anything related to the magical world in the book. I don’t want the people in charge to use that empty-headed curse to throw away all the memories of Seid. Maybe many things will fade with the passage of time, but I I want to remember him longer.

"What is the hero of the travelogue like?" the editor asked me curiously. "You never describe him positively in the book, so readers are very curious."

"He has made a lot of money in my heart. I can't write it out. He always feels unhappy when I write it." I shook my head, "But I can give you a description. If you want to know what he looks like, you might as well think about it in your heart. If no man can make your heart flutter, he is the one who will tug at your heartstrings for the first time.”

When his soft, sincere gray eyes met someone's, my ears could hear the beat of the most beautiful song alive, and every step he took was tracing himself more intensely with watercolors. The hot colors——until the colors stained and mixed the air around me, and then merged with those.

Imagine him as the person you most admire in your dream, so that this young man who has lived in my heart for many years and has never faded will appear vividly in your mind, smiling and waving to the shadow in your heart. , tell you good morning.

He said hello to me in the rain in Paris.

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It’s not a knife, it’s just a pity. I also want to kiss him in Paris...