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

Draco rushed out of the Slytherin common room almost immediately and ran to see Esther.

In the dark castle, the young man's thin figure was like a shooting star, cutting through the silent night, running towards his lover.

"Ais!"

He hugged the girl tightly, as if he was afraid that she would leave again the next second.

Esther let him hold her. She felt the boy's heartbeat, but she was thinking about what happened today.

Destiny has reached a fork in the road, Voldemort is exposed in front of everyone in the Ministry of Magic, and they can no longer hide and ignore the fact that Voldemort has returned.

Likewise, their peaceful study life is about to change.

Ugh.

She sighed silently, reaching out and hugging Draco back just as tightly.

After a long time, it seemed like just a moment. Draco let go of Esther and asked worriedly: "Are you crazy today? Did you run out of school with Potter and the others to save Sirius? Do you know that when the portrait told me this, I had How angry are you?"

Facing an angry Draco, Esther would either continue to make fun of him or just admit her mistake. But today she just looked at him calmly, with complicated emotions in her eyes that he couldn't understand.

"Draco."

She called his name softly.

Draco looked directly into his eyes, and suddenly an ominous premonition spread in his heart. His expression unknowingly became serious, and he hesitated before asking: "What's wrong?"

Esther blinked and took a deep breath before speaking: "We encountered a group of Death Eaters at the Ministry of Magic today."

One sentence made Draco's face turn pale instantly. His lips moved but no syllables came out.

"I think you can guess that your father was among those Death Eaters. Later, the Dark Lord appeared and Dumbledore also rushed to the scene. They had a fierce confrontation."

With every word Esther said, Draco's face became paler, and after saying this, there was no blood left on his face.

A suffocating silence spread between them. After a while, Draco seemed to find his voice, and asked tremblingly: "I...Dad, is he hurt?"

Esther bit her lip and shook her head: "Probably not. He escaped successfully during the final confrontation with Sirius. I don't know what happened next."

Draco's expression didn't improve much after hearing this. His eyes were wide open and he could hardly think: "The Ministry of Magic already knows that my father is a Death Eater, right?"

"Fudge personally led people there. He witnessed the Dark Lord with his own eyes. I don't know if he saw your father. If your father was not with him when the Dark Lord came, he might not have been seen."

Esther sighed, and while explaining to Draco, she reached out and held his hand tightly.

"Did you know? Today's adventure was actually a trap. The Dark Lord wanted to use Harry to get a crystal ball containing prophecy, and I destroyed the crystal ball with my own hands in front of many Death Eaters."

Esther said calmly, although the real crystal ball was with her, she hadn't had time to return it to Harry or Dumbledore.

Draco's eyes widened when he heard this. He involuntarily clenched the hand intertwined with Esther's, and there was a trace of panic in his eyes that could not be concealed.

"What should we do? They must remember you! You are in danger now, otherwise..." Draco said in a panic: "How about you leave England first and hide somewhere else."

Esther looked down at their tightly held hands and said softly: "Draco, your father and a group of Death Eaters failed their mission because of me. The Dark Lord will inevitably be angry with them. Don't you hate me?" ?”

"I..." Draco shook his head bitterly: "I don't know..."

"Actually -" Esther's voice was trembling: "In fact, now it seems that we made the right choice not to expose this relationship. I have already left my name with the Dark Lord, and your father has already chosen Be loyal to the Dark Lord, my presence will only make your difficult situation worse, so it's good that no one knows about it."

Draco raised his head sharply. His mind was so noisy at the moment that he could hardly think, but he was still keenly aware of the meaning behind Esther's words.

"You want to break up with me, right?" He said this almost dumbly.

Esther was silent for a moment, and Draco's heart fell with her silence, becoming completely cold little by little.

"It's not that I want to break up with you, but whether you want to break up with me." She said after silence: "The choice is in your hands, Draco. I don't care if my boyfriend's father is a Death Eater, your family Maybe you don't care whether I work for Dumbledore or not, but the Dark Lord does. If he knew about our relationship, he would definitely doubt your family's position and loyalty, and how cruel the Dark Lord's methods are. You know better than me, I... don't want you to get hurt."

As a Slytherin, he certainly knew that Esther was right. It was their instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. According to common sense, the choice was obvious.

Reason told him that there was nothing wrong with what Esther said, and it would be good for both of them to make the choice he said. But his emotions were pulling him back, and he was reluctant to blurt out the answer.

Why is this so?

Draco was confused.

According to his childhood education, the return of the Dark Lord is a good thing. They can follow the Dark Lord to achieve higher glory.

But when this day actually came, he was not happy at all.

Only after the originally peaceful life is broken, will everyone realize that being ordinary is also a luxury.

He looked into the girl's blue eyes. These blue eyes were like a deep sea, filled with deep sadness, and his figure was reflected in this vast ocean, like a helpless drowning person.

He stared at her until he saw a tear streak across the corner of the girl's eye.

Esther had already done some psychological construction for herself, but He Keji couldn't hold it back and still cried sadly.

She didn't want to break up with him, but she was the first to bring up such a sad thing...

The string of reason in Draco's heart broke under these tears, and he suddenly hugged her tightly again.

"Since you don't care and neither do I, then why should you care about other people? I don't want to break up with you."

He spoke desperately.

Esther was stunned at first, and then hugged the boy's thin back harder. He buried his head in the boy's chest, listened to the strong beating of his heart, and said softly but firmly: "Okay, we won't break up."