【HP】Elvira’s Unicorn Garden

Elvira received another bouquet of flowers early one morning.

Since a few days ago, every time she opened the bedroom door, she could see a lonely bouquet of flowers placed on the soft carpet. In the past, there would be cards on the bouquets.

But the only difference from the past is that it was a bouquet of sunflowers without a card.

The girl pursed her lips and knelt down to pick up the bouquet. Avella did not bring the bouquet into the dormitory and put it in a crystal vase to keep it like before. She took the bouquet to the lounge.

In the lounge, some people were sitting on the sofa by the fireplace reading a book, and some people opened the floor-to-ceiling gauze curtains to watch the mermaid under the black lake, playing wizard chess with their friends.

Perhaps because Malfoy was there, the area where the black leather sofa was located was the favorite place for those pure-blood teenagers to stay.

The sound of the door leading to the women's dormitory being opened always attracts their attention. Who can guarantee that the person coming out from behind the door is not someone they have always secretly cared about but cannot get close to.

But often when you see the people coming out from behind the door, you will always be disappointed, because those people are not the existence that you care about.

At least that's the case for Rawlis.

The blond boy sitting in the center of the black leather sofa put his hand on his thigh, while his other hand was flipping through the book in his hand. On the table in front of the boy was a copy of 'Daily Prophet'.

But the "Daily Prophet" was buried under the book, and there was another thing buried under the "Daily Prophet".

The moment the door to the women's dormitory was opened, Abraxas' knuckles while turning the pages of the book trembled slightly, but it was only for a moment that the boy suppressed the idea of ​​turning back.

"It seems that our Elvira has received flowers again." Rudolph was the first to speak. The young man with black curly hair raised his eyebrows and even smiled in his words.

But when the girl came closer, the smile on Rudolph's eyebrows dimmed when he saw clearly the bouquet held in Avella's arms, "It's a very beautiful sunflower. It looks like it was just picked not long ago, Ai." Doesn’t Vera like it?”

The girl lowered her eyes and shook her head. When she raised her head, she ran into a pair of gentle eyes like morning mist.

"Don't you like Vivian?" Abraxas stretched out his hand and took the bouquet of flowers from Avila's arms. The boy took the girl to sit on the black leather sofa and sat down in his place. "I feel troubled." ."

The blond boy raised his hand and gently rubbed the top of the girl's hair next to him. Abraxas placed the bouquet of sunflowers next to the books on the table.

"It's not that I don't like them. They're all beautiful. It's just that I feel troubled." The girl lowered her head and bit her lower lip, thinking about how to express her troubles. "Whether it's opening the bedroom door in the morning or returning home." When you arrive at the dormitory, there will be a bouquet of flowers at the door.”

"I'm very grateful for this love, but I already have too many bouquets of flowers in my dormitory, and I don't have enough crystal bottles to grow them. It would be rude to abandon them. I don't want to waste the flowers that others gave me out of love. My stuff."

"They are beautiful, I like them very much, but as I said before, I no longer have the bottles to grow those flowers. If I take them to the greenhouse, I can't take care of them all the time. I shouldn't bother Ali with these." Mrs. Mori.”

The girl took a long breath and tried to relax. It was like she was unloading a burden in her heart, and this burden had been suppressing her for several days.

“I can’t throw them away, nor can I watch them rot in unnatural circumstances, but it’s also difficult for me to make dried flowers. I have no way and don’t know how to deal with them. "

No matter what the intention was for sending those flowers, no matter what, those flowers must have been sent out of some kind of 'love'.

If she abandoned her directly, would it be considered as a waste of other people's good intentions, even if this good intention caused her great trouble.

If she could find the person who sent the flowers, she would return the 'gift', but it was obvious that the person who sent the flowers chose to remain anonymous because he didn't want to give her the chance to refuse.

At first, she would choose to ignore the 'bouquets' and 'gifts' piled at the door. She was implicitly expressing her rejection to the anonymous person who sent those things.

But over time, more and more of those things were piled up at the door, and there was never any sign of being taken away by the 'owner'.

In this situation, all she could do was take those 'gifts' that burdened her back to the dormitory.

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