【HP】I don’t want to fall in love, I just want to mess around

The sun is shining brightly this Saturday.

Esther heads to Hogsmeade with her roommates, saying goodbye to them on the way and heading to the Three Broomsticks on the pretext of looking for her brother Ernie.

The Three Broomsticks store was bustling with people, and there were many Hogwarts students chatting in the store.

Esther found Ms. Rosmerta who was chatting with a group of adult wizards and told her her reservation information. Ms. Rosmerta glanced at her and smiled: "It's the third room on the right on the second floor. Go up by yourself." That’s fine, there’s a menu in the room, just order whatever you want to drink.”

In addition to the lobby on the first floor, Three Broomsticks also has several private rooms on the second floor, but the prices are relatively expensive. There are very few people who specifically book private rooms, and even fewer students.

Fortunately, neither Esther nor Draco are short of money. Their current relationship should not be exposed, and it would be safer to meet in a slightly more private place.

Of course, Draco initially suggested going to Mrs. Pettyford's Tea House, which was the first choice place for many couples to go on a date.

Then he was rejected by Esther with a look of disgust.

She had gone into Mrs. Pettyfo's Teahouse out of curiosity when she first came to Hogsmeade, and the sweet and greasy decoration inside really made her feel uncomfortable.

She really couldn't imagine how other people could fall in love in this kind of environment?

Aren't you tired of panicking?

In short, plus she couldn't forget the Butterbeer from the Three Broomsticks, so she decided to choose the Three Broomsticks. Draco may have some opinions, but his opinions are not that important sometimes.

When she arrived at the designated compartment, Draco hadn't arrived yet.

This private room is not large, with only two sofas and a coffee table. It can accommodate five or six people. It is obviously reserved for guests who need to discuss some more private matters.

She sat on the sofa, picked up the double mirror and called Draco's name.

The other party soon heard her call, and the camera showed the bustling streets of Hogsmeade and the noisy crowd.

"Pansy, don't follow me anymore. I've made an appointment with other people to discuss some things, so I have to go alone."

Draco said to the person next to him impatiently.

Then Pansy's sharp voice came: "Of course we won't delay your business. We just want to know if Zabini's statement that you might be dating Mayne is true?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Draco's tone became even more impatient: "Whether we are in love or not, and who we are in love with is my private matter."

"You can fall in love with anyone from Slytherin, but Mayne's father is a Muggle wizard! Her blood is not pure, and Uncle Malfoy will not allow you to be together!"

Esther listened quietly to the argument on the other side, and she was also curious about what Draco would say when faced with this problem.

Draco first subconsciously moved the double-sided mirror down, as if he was afraid that Esther would be unhappy when she heard it, or maybe he was too nervous. Although he moved the mirror down, he did not cut off the contact, and Esther could still hear. to their conversation.

"Still, what does it have to do with you?" Draco's tone became very cold: "You don't need to take care of Malfoy's affairs. Don't follow me anymore, and don't say these things to me in the future."

After saying that, the mirror shook, indicating that Draco should have left alone.

Pansy's feeble voice came from the background: "I just care about you!" But before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by someone. The person next to her admonished her: "Speak less, Pansy!"

The sounds faded away, and soon they were no longer heard.

"I will arrive soon."

Draco picked up the mirror again and said to Esther.

There was still a trace of displeasure between his brows because of what happened just now, but when facing Esther, his tone was gentle.

Esther on the opposite side nodded: "I'm already here, waiting for you. Remember to bring me a glass of butterbeer when you come up."

Draco felt that Esther was getting better and better at bossing him around.

Although he was complaining in his heart, on the surface he agreed readily.

They all had a tacit understanding and did not bring up the topic just now.

Esther didn't have to wait long before Draco came up with a glass of butterbeer.

Esther glanced at him and asked strangely: "Why did you only buy one drink? Don't you drink it?"

Draco handed her the butterbeer and said, "Because I think if I buy two glasses, one of them probably won't end up in my stomach. And you know your own drinking capacity. If I buy two glasses of beer, I I’m afraid you’ll go crazy with alcohol.”

It was the truth, but Esther didn't want to hear it.

But she is a kind and generous girl, and she won't argue with her childish boyfriend over this little thing.

She picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The mellow and fragrant taste flowed in her mouth, making her forget all her unhappiness.

"It tastes really good. Are you sure you don't want to drink it?"

Esther asked him.

Draco said, "I'm sure not drinking."

After saying that, he looked at her face again, hesitated and said, "Don't take Pansy's words to heart."

"But I think she's right." Esther said calmly.

The reason why she was so calm was because she knew that if they really wanted to be together, it didn't matter whether Draco's parents agreed or not. The only thing that really stood in their way was Voldemort.

If Voldemort didn't cause trouble, everything would be so easy.

"What she said is not correct, it's just her own guess." Draco quickly explained: "Your father is indeed a Muggle wizard, but he is not an ordinary Muggle wizard. I remember that your family is in the Muggle world. The power is pretty big, right?"

Esther corrected: "It's not power, it's financial power. Speaking of power, it always feels like my family is conducting some shady gangster deal."

Draco didn't understand the point of her correction, but he didn't dwell too much on it.

"Besides, Mr. Mayne is currently the Director of the Department for the Control and Management of Magical Creatures at the Ministry of Magic. Although he has not been in the position for a long time, he has a very good reputation. I believe that as long as he operates for a few more years, he will gain a large number of supporters and have an impact on the Minister of Magic. The location is not impossible.”

Draco continued.

"But my father didn't grow up in the wizarding world, and he doesn't have such a strong foundation to support him in becoming the Minister of Magic." Esther narrowed her eyes, already understanding why the elder Malfoy had a good relationship with her father. , which turned out to be this idea.

Sure enough, Draco's next words confirmed Esther's guess.

"But the Malfoy family has this foundation!"

He proudly stood up his chest as he spoke.

Esther was still smiling, but her tone became dangerous: "So, your relationship with me is actually just a task assigned to you by Mr. Malfoy?"

Draco was stunned. The reason why he said this to Esther was just to prove to her that his parents would not object to them being together. Unexpectedly, she actually understood this meaning.

"Of course not!" He quickly denied: "I can swear to Merlin that I am only dating you because I like you!"

At this moment, he ignored his usual arrogant mood and took the initiative to confess his thoughts.

Hearing what he said, Esther couldn't help but smile in triumph: "So you like me so much."

Draco immediately realized that he had been tricked. He closed the distance between them dissatisfied, lowered his head and kissed her: "You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

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