Peace and Friendship Hogwarts

"Harry! You don't know how to fall in love!"

"You're smiling exactly like Petunia when she received a letter from her boyfriend!" Ron jokingly bumped Harry with his upper body.

"What! Merlin! I'm not, I didn't! How could I fall in love with Malfoy!" Harry was thinking about Draco Malfoy when he happened to hear Ron talking about falling in love in his ear.

He immediately ran away to argue like a mouse meeting a cat.

Ron's expression began to harden, and even with an emotion the size of a teaspoon, he could tell something was wrong with Harry.

Hermione received the shocked look Ron sent her and raised her eyebrows at Ron somewhat proudly.

Nothing can be hidden from a clever witch like her.

Harry liked Malfoy, and she had already noticed it when Harry accidentally mentioned the blueberry tart.

"Oh, no," Harry looked at his two friends, one shocked and the other already understanding, frantically trying to explain more.

'As soon as he appears, your heart and eyes will be filled with him. '

The words of his godfather Sirius began to echo in his head again.

A brave Gryffindor wouldn't be afraid to admit his feelings!

"Well, I might..."

"No! I probably just like Malfoy!" Harry continued as Ron shouted at Merlin, "I don't know why, but Malfoy is able to attract all my attention."

"No matter where he appears, I can always spot him immediately."

"Oh Merlin! Harry, uh, I mean, I will support you, bro, but now that Malfoy has lost his memory, I want to say that without him and our relationship with the enemy who caused trouble, we will not be the same as Malfoy now. There’s no relationship at all.”

"It's hard for us to even meet Malfoy."

Forget it, no matter who it is, his brother's feelings are still important.

Then how can Harry chase Malfoy?

After Ron spent some time mentally building up, he immediately began to worry about how Harry would pursue someone.

He finally remembered why Harry had been staring at the Slytherin table.

He originally thought that his good brother was fighting with his nemesis with his eyes, and he wanted to persuade Harry to restrain himself.

Unexpectedly, his brother turned out to be infatuated with his rival...

"Harry, regardless of whether Malfoy will regain his memory or not, the first thing you have to do is apologize to him, and then get to know him again." Hermione felt that as one of Harry's best friends, it was impossible not to be emotional. Help Harry.

"I will give you a book later! That book will tell you how to chase people! Harry, you need to learn!"

"That's right! Hermione! I should bravely apologize to Malfoy! Like a truly brave Gryffindor! I want to get to know him again! Then we need to become friends first!"

"Oh! When I confess my love to Malfoy, I must prepare a bouquet of roses!"

"Harry, is one bouquet of roses too few?" Ron felt that if Harry confessed his love, he would need at least a carriage of roses.

Especially for boys like Malfoy who love to show off and want to save face.

Hermione looked speechlessly at the two emotional idiots who were already discussing how many roses they needed to send to confess their love.

She really wanted to let them know with her eyes that at this moment, Harry and Draco Malfoy were not familiar with each other at all!

She hadn't yet told them what Parkinson and Zabini had told Malfoy about the fact that he and they didn't know each other well and didn't have anything to do with each other.

But according to Harry's character, once he figures it out, he will move forward.

It doesn't seem to matter if you say it or not.

When Hermione listened to the two silly boys in front of her discussing whether wizards and wizards could have children together, she gave them each a slap, "Wake up! Boys! Recognize the reality! The current Harry is to Malfoy Or just a stranger!”

"Ouch!" Harry wailed. He should recognize his own heart earlier instead of blindly escaping.

He overestimated his control over his feelings and underestimated Ron and Hermione's friendship for him.

There was no way they wouldn't be friends with him just because he liked Malfoy.

Oh, he really has too many childish ideas.

"Harry! Don't worry! I can ask Percy, he is in love now! Maybe I can also ask George and Fred, they will always have a different approach!" As good brothers should Advise brothers on their love!

Ron held his head high, feeling a little proud that he had achieved new growth.

"Harry, don't be discouraged. This might be your chance! Think about how many people are coveting Malfoy now! There are many people who want to give Malfoy a love potion!"

Hermione looked at Harry's dejected head, "But all they like is Mrs. Malfoy's position! Do you think there will be anyone who likes Malfoy more than you?"

"I just simply like Draco Malfoy as a person, whether he is a Malfoy or not."

oh!How could anyone like Draco Malfoy more than him!

He even liked the way Malfoy looked when he was causing trouble for him. Apart from him, there was definitely no other person who could tolerate Malfoy's arrogant temper.

But the amnesiac Malfoy was different. He was gentle, graceful, polite, and kind to others, like a true noble gentleman.

Harry felt that time was suddenly running out. He was now only one of Malfoy's many suitors!

Merlin!Why does Draco Malfoy have to be so dazzling!

When Draco woke up, he found himself lying in the office of his godfather, Professor Snape. He moved his body but did not feel any discomfort.

Except for the head being slightly swollen.

"Are you awake?" Snape came in from the door and saw Draco who had already sat up. "Drink the medicine and eat breakfast, and then you can go back."

Draco drank the potion obediently, and then drank a bowl of milk under Snape's gaze.

His godfather's face looked ugly. He didn't know what had happened to make his godfather unhappy.

But no matter what, he didn't dare to make his godfather angry, who seemed to be very angry.

Snape looked at the well-behaved Draco, and his dark face unconsciously softened slightly.

Stupid dog Black, Snape cursed in his mind.

"From now on, remember to come to my office to pick up medicine after dinner every day," Snape met Draco's puzzled gaze, "If you don't want to have a headache."

"Okay, I understand," Draco turned to look at Snape with concern before going out. "Godfather, are you in a bad mood?"

"No problem, call me Dean or Professor at Hogwarts." Snape looked at the potions paper that he had collected, frowned and wrote a p with a vermilion quill, "Hurry up your afternoon Charms class. Here we go, maybe you should go find Professor Flitwick now.”

After Draco left the office, he walked down the corridor with a slight frown. He didn't remember how he came to his godfather's office yesterday.

He only vaguely remembered that he was going back to the lounge.

But when he opened his eyes again he was lying on the sofa in his godfather's office.

After thinking about it for a long time, Draco still had no clue, so he decided not to think about it for now. It shouldn't be very important anyway.

The three of them were on their way to their afternoon classes when Ron turned around and saw Draco Malfoy walking alone in the corridor.

"Harry! Look! Malfoy!"

Hermione rolled her eyes and held her forehead weakly, but there was no need to be so excited.

Draco looked puzzled as the three Gryffindors who were walking straight forward suddenly changed direction and walked straight towards him.

He looked back left and right, and after confirming that their target was himself, he stopped and waited for the three Gryffindor saviors to walk towards him.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger, and Mr. Potter." Draco greeted the three Harrys gracefully based on basic social etiquette.

He hoped they wouldn't interrupt his class time. He didn't want to be late. Being late was not the behavior of a nobleman.

Ron grabbed Harry and pushed him forward, "Hello, Mr. Malfoy." Merlin, this title is really difficult to pronounce!

"Hello, Mr. Malfoy, Harry has something he wants to talk to you face to face." Hermione greeted Malfoy naturally.

Draco looked at the Gryffindor savior standing in front of him, clutching the hem of his clothes. Harry Potter looked nervous.

"I'm sorry! Malfoy! A large part of the reason why you were injured was probably because of me! It was me who failed to control Mark Beak and let it rush towards you, causing you to be seriously injured!"

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I think I can do anything to make up for the harm I caused you!" Harry opened his emerald green eyes and looked directly at Draco Malfoy without blinking.

He was so nervous that his voice was shaking uncontrollably.

But this was his first step in getting to know Malfoy again.

Draco looked at those green, watery eyes, like rippling blue lake water.

Is he going to cry?

The Savior is apologizing to him, saying that a large part of the reason is that he caused himself to be injured and lose his memory.

Draco tilted his head, his gray-blue eyes looking at the green eyes that almost overflowed because he didn't reply.

"Who is MacBeak?"