[hp] Fall in love at Hogwarts

ooc warning, there are heartthrobs setting warnings

Private name, Gloria = you

The relationship centered on Draco has no Shura field. The whole text is very stream-of-consciousness. You are a girl who is not lacking in love, so you have enough love to love him.

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"Why do you like Malfoy?"

You blinked, tilted your head and looked at the person coming up and down, and asked, "Why should I dislike Draco?"

"...He's very bad."

Perhaps it was because Draco had done too many things that were not liked by the public during this period, and when he was asked to list them, he hesitated for a long time and even gave such a start.

Yeah, Draco was bad as hell.

When he was eleven years old, he visited Malfoy Manor. He knew clearly that you were afraid of the dark and wanted to leave you alone in the courtyard at night. He held his head high and imitated the tone of the elder Mr. Malfoy, scolding your elders for their collisions during the day, and worked hard to do it. Showing arrogance.

Draco is like a little beast that pretends to be powerful. He wants to teach you a lesson, but he chooses this painless method. The huge courtyard was covered with moonlight, as if wrapped in a thin layer of silver gauze. In fact, it was not as scary as he imagined. He walked away loudly, then crept closer and hid behind a tree, watching you quietly.

Has anyone ever said that Draco Malfoy has really beautiful eyes?

You slowly circled in place, glancing in the direction where the boy was hiding from time to time.

An hour later, maybe less than an hour later, he came to you again with his light golden head held high.

"Why aren't you afraid?" The boy who had discovered your weakness early in the morning frowned in distress, "They all say that you are as delicate as a glass doll, and you will cry for someone if you are scared."

"Because you are looking at me." You smiled at him, "Do you really want me to cry? I think I look better when I smile?"

You didn't get the answer to this question for a long time afterwards. Under that month, the boy just looked at you in silence and looked at you again, and finally led you back to the castle.

You and Draco became friends.

"You're always humoring him."

You are a girl who doesn't fit in with the overall atmosphere of Slytherin.

Others always say that Gloria is a child who grew up surrounded by love. They say that you are warm and sincere, and that your beautiful face is like the first rose illuminated by the light of dawn.

Bright and beautiful roses should not belong in a cold cellar, let alone a mean and vicious Malfoy.

People didn't know that the girl who put on the Sorting Hat just wanted to smile at Draco who was already sitting on the Slytherin table. As long as he was there, all your attention and enthusiasm would be poured into one person.

He covered all his hair with hairspray, revealing his beautiful eyes that made your heart flutter. The thin and pale boy did not look at the mediocre people around him who were flattering his family background, but only stared at your sorting.

【come over. 】

Draco spoke the short words very slowly, as if he was afraid you wouldn't understand. He was a little uncertain, and the fear in his eyes grew as the time you wore the Sorting Hat increased. You grinned at him reassuringly, and then persuaded the Sorting Hat.

"You can't stop me from going to him?" you said, "Draco has been waiting for me for a long time."

Hat was silent for a long time, and then he was reluctant to compromise, and his voice was lower than when he read out to other students.

"Slytherin!"

You ran towards the boy, squeezed past Goyle's fat body, and moved to his left side.

"I'm sorry for keeping you waiting." You took the candy he had already held in your hand to celebrate your coming to Slytherin, opened it and put it in your mouth, "Draco obviously came to Slytherin so soon. "

Hearing this, Draco raised his eyebrows, and with his usual proud expression, he squeezed out a sneer from his throat, "Because it's Malfoy."

You nodded at him, just smiling with the candy in your mouth.

On the way here, you were blocked by many senior students who wanted to say hello. You sent everyone a polite smile and name. Draco originally wanted to give you a cold shoulder but was distracted when he saw the unique smile you gave him.

The range of human gaze is very small, and there can only be one person to focus on. The smiling little rose only has Draco Malfoy in her eyes.

It's been like this for a year, and it's been like this for many years.

"He was sarcastic."

"Because they haven't seen what Draco looks like when he flies." You touched the depressed boy's hair, a little worried that Draco would have a hairline like Uncle Lucius, "De When Lako flies up, it seems like the sun’s rays are all focused on you.”

He closed his eyes to rest, and laughed again when he heard your words: "How many people have you seen playing Quidditch?"

The voice of the young man who had begun to change was not very pleasant, and the hoarse voice began to conflict with his appearance. Realizing this, Draco once tried to reduce the frequency of speaking, although it didn't take long for him to bear it anymore. If you are chattering to others, you might as well do it yourself.

You thought carefully about the few memories of watching Quidditch, and the boy who had been lying there for a long time without hearing a response opened his eyes warily, "Have you seen a lot of -? Why didn't I know?"

Draco gritted his teeth and grabbed your collar, causing your eyes that were distracted by thinking to focus on him again.

The young man kissed the rose eagerly. He sucked the condensed dew and rolled it into his mouth. He licked and took possession of every inch of the unnamed land.

You obeyed his strength and leaned down, and Draco's delicious green apple smell poured into your nose, wrapping you up in a sticky and domineering way.

"I only saw you." You grabbed a corner of his robe and gasped, "Because Draco took away all the light."

His light gray eyes were covered with mist, and it was hard to tell what emotions were hidden inside.

"It better be this way," Draco hummed.

"He's impulsive."

Before you could have any other thoughts, you took Draco's body to the side and took Buckbeak's claws for him.

"Leah!"

His body stiffened, and he stopped immediately after shouting your name loudly, and then he hugged you with a pale face, not daring to move.

He wouldn't listen to any comforting words, he just kept staring at you. His ability to think was completely taken away by the dark red liquid, as if he was just an empty shell standing without a soul.

"I must get rid of that beast."

Lying on the hospital bed, you vaguely heard the boy say this. The uninjured hand was tightly grasped by him, and the temperature was even lower than that of you, a person who had lost too much blood.

"Leah..." He whispered your name over and over again, and a slightly cold kiss fell on your forehead. Draco's voice was trembling with a cry, "There will be no next time, I won't let you There’ll be a next time.”

"He's uncertain."

Weasley's twins, one on the left and one on the right, block your way forward and back.

"Little Rose, do you have a date?"

"What appointment?" you asked.

Draco was extremely angry about Harry getting the fourth place in the competition. He always insisted that this savior who worked hard every year had usurped a lot of the light that should have belonged to him, so he fell in love with him more and more this semester. Trouble with Harry.

When verbal conflicts are intense, you will inevitably use spells. Since you were hit by the leg-locking spell last time, Draco no longer lets you follow him when he is looking for trouble, and you start to be alone more often.

Although the classmate who cast the spell came to you privately and apologized many times afterwards, Draco's malice towards "Harry Potter", whom he believed to be the culprit, became even more malicious, and he specially made badges that disparaged Harry and distributed them to everyone. Ridiculing wantonly.

He forgot some things while he was busy, or he took it for granted that these things did not need to be worried about.

Christmas ball.

"It seems Malfoy has forgotten this?" One of the Weasleys raised an eyebrow.

"He looks for Harry more than he looks for you, little Rose." The other Weasley smiled and rubbed your head.

You rejected the invitation of the two of them. Although they were sorry, they both looked like they had expected it, and sighed.

"Why do beautiful roses grow in snakes' nests?"

It’s so rare that you are not seen by Draco’s side that many people really think that you are abandoned by him. People who usually dare not come forward because of your inseparable behavior send you invitations one after another. When Draco finally reacted, even the boy from Durmstrang extended his hand.

Everyone in Hogwarts has seen Draco Malfoy turn a blind eye to your sweet smile all day long, cutting the steak viciously with a black face - probably everyone doesn't feel that he actually wants to cut those invitations more the outstretched hand.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier and let me solve these troubles?"

You touched your chin and looked at the young man's hairy appearance, and some of the depression in your heart could not help but be easily relieved by him.

"Because I'm angry." Little Rose pouted, sitting on the swing and shaking her legs, "Draco should have invited me earlier, I just wanted to see you anxious."

"He has so many bad things, why do you..."

"Why should I listen to what you say about him?" You interrupted the visitor's question, "What I love is what I see with my eyes, hear with my ears, and feel with my heart."

Having heard too many bad things about Draco from unfamiliar people, you looked down at your watch. If you couldn't get past him, the possessive boy would rush over to see what was going on.

"I just want to love him. I just want to love him."

Don’t look at him, don’t listen to what he says, look into his heart first, and give your heart to him first.

Catch him when he flinches, pull him up when he falls, and stand by his side when he has no retreat and must sink into the darkness.

If you have to find a reason, you can only love him.

You are the rose that belongs only to him.

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Roses are really the most passionate flowers in my heart [Yuanmu]

It is to love him with your whole heart, to warm him, to let him be pampered, to let him be the only one with his eyes full of sparkling treasures, and to satisfy his vanity.