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

Draco and Esther breathed a sigh of relief as Bella was temporarily dismissed.

"You can't stay here all the time. It's too unsafe. Wait for me to find a chance to get the door key back and send you away as soon as possible." Draco whispered to Esther while casting a spell in the room. Be careful of them. The conversation is not listened to by others.

Frightened and frightened, Esther's spirit became visibly depressed. She said "hmm" faintly and lay on her side on the bed, unwilling to say anything.

Draco looked at her worriedly, walked quickly to her, leaned down and asked with concern: "Does the wound on your body still hurt? I will think of a way to get you some medicine today. Is there anything you want to eat?" ?"

Esther just shook her head: "Don't put too much effort into it. It will be more troublesome if you show some flaws and others notice it. The injuries on my body look serious, but in fact they are not serious at all. I will recover in just two days."

"How could it not be serious?" Draco frowned dissatisfied: "There are so many injuries and so much blood has been lost."

He choked up again as he spoke.

Although crying all the time seemed squeamish and unmanly, he felt extremely uncomfortable when he thought about the scene that day.

He could understand what Greyback wanted to do, and thanks to Esther's tough and calm personality, which was different from ordinary girls, he was able to complete the counterattack. Otherwise, he really couldn't imagine the consequences.

"How did I find that you are so crying now?" Esther saw Draco's misty eyes, her heart softened, and her tone was a little helpless: "Obviously I was injured, but you cried more than me. sad."

"I'm not crying." Draco turned his head away from Esther and only said: "You can rest, I'll go out for a while. I've cast a spell on the door. It will take some effort for others to come in. Be careful." .”

Esther nodded and smiled at him: "Don't worry about me, I'm not so crippled that I can't move."

Draco turned around and left.

Esther had nothing to do and looked carefully at Draco's room.

As the only son of the Malfoy family, his room was naturally spacious and luxurious, with all the facilities available.

She stood up and moved slowly. Although it was not good to look through other people's things, her boyfriend was not an outsider.

She didn't do much digging, she just looked at the drawers and wardrobe curiously. Draco had a lot of miscellaneous things, but they looked quite neat. She didn't know if it was because she was tidy or because the house elf was diligent.

His clothes were nothing fancy, just a few simple shirts and suits, and a bunch of wizard robes.

His broomstick was hung on the wall, and the custom-made Firebolt she gave him was hung in the center. It was spotless and wiped clean.

His textbooks and some miscellaneous books were placed on the bookshelf in the corner. He basically didn't want to throw away the textbooks from grades one to seven, and put them neatly.

Esther looked through it and found nothing like a diary.

Although it was not good to peek into other people's diaries, she was indeed curious.

But considering that Draco didn't look like someone who could keep a diary, he gave up.

After walking around in a circle, she began to feel weak. She sat at the desk and rested for a while. Suddenly she caught a glimpse of a familiar perfume bottle on the table. She picked it up and looked at it. She remembered that it was not a gift from the Weasley twins before the dance started. That bottle of her perfume that contains love potion?

It was so many years ago that she had almost forgotten about it.

When I saw the bottle of perfume again, it had bottomed out and only a thin layer remained.

Draco seemed to like it quite a bit.

At that time, he was careful not to finish describing what he smelled, but he stupidly told it all. Thinking about it now, he felt really stupid.

A smile appeared on her lips, and she couldn't help but feel better as she recalled the past events.

It's a pity that no matter how beautiful the past was, we can't go back after all. Everyone is being pushed to grow up.

Then she suddenly thought of Theodore Nott, and at this moment she understood why he was so obsessed with the past.

Growth is not an ordinary thing. There are always some people who are unwilling to grow up.

Her mood became depressed again, she lowered her eyes and said nothing, remaining in a daze.

Draco never came back after he went out. In the meantime, a house elf came over and secretly delivered food and some women's clothes to Esther.

Although Malfoy Manor was occupied by Voldemort at this time, the house elves were still loyal to the Malfoy family, and only to the Malfoy family. This elf was not shocked at all when he saw Esther. It was obvious that he had been there before. After being warned, it bowed slightly to Esther and then disappeared.

Esther frowned. She originally wanted to ask about Draco, but now that she was gone, forget it.

She waited until dark for Draco to come back.

When Draco came back, he still had a biting chill on his body, which meant that he had come back in a hurry from outside.

He didn't look too good, but he still tried his best to smile when facing Esther: "How are you today? Does the wound hurt?"

Esther shook her head and said everything was fine.

Draco breathed a sigh of relief. He picked up his clothes and took a shower first. Then he came out and wiped his hair while saying to Esther: "I got some materials today and will make a potion for you later." , your injuries will be almost healed in a few days, but the scars are a little difficult to get rid of."

As he spoke, a gloomy look appeared in his eyes. He put the towels aside, smoothed out a handful of his semi-wet hair, and went to look for his crucible and other tools.

Esther sat aside and watched him cook. He pursed his lips and had a serious expression. A few strands of wet hair fell on his forehead, leaving a shadow.

She watched quietly, and had to admit that Draco was quite charming when he was serious.

The simple healing potion was very easy for Draco. He quickly brewed it and handed it to Esther.

"Hurry up and drink."

Esther took it and said deliberately: "You really look like a wizard who bewitched the princess and killed her by eating poisonous things."

Draco smiled: "I am a wizard."

The amount of this potion was not much, so it was just a mouthful. Esther drank it in one gulp without changing her expression.

She was no longer afraid of the bitter taste of the potion, and she got used to it after drinking too much.

Draco put everything away, and then his expression became a little hesitant.

He looked at Esther and hesitated to speak. Esther noticed his expression and asked strangely: "What's wrong with you?"

Draco was heartbroken and said directly: "If you don't mind, let me help you change the topical medicine."

Esther then understood why Draco hesitated.

"You're sorry now, it's a little late." Esther glanced at him lightly.

I already gave her medicine yesterday.

Draco immediately turned away and said harshly: "I'm not embarrassed, I'm just afraid that you will be embarrassed."