[HP] The Seven Deadly Sins

Harry ignored the game, hurriedly greeted Ron and ran towards the bathroom.

Going into the wrong bathroom is not a big deal, but the key is that the person is Mary!Harry thought he could picture Mary blowing up the toilet in a rage, even though underage wizards were not allowed to use magic outside of school.

When Harry struggled to squeeze through the crowd, Mary had already returned from the toilet, looking slightly awkward.Draco walked beside Mary, arms crossed, looking at her with raised eyebrows.

Hearing someone approaching, the two looked at Harry in unison.

"Yo, Harry." Draco greeted rather casually.

"Hi, Draco." Harry paused for a moment, then greeted reflexively.

"Hi, Harry," Mary replied.

"..." Why do I suddenly feel that there is a sense of disobedience.Harry blinked at the slightly weird Mary and Draco.

"Cough!" Draco could not help but cough slightly, "Let Mary tell you the specific situation, Harry. I have to go back."

"Mary, you—" Harry hesitated, not knowing how to speak, "Are you all right?"

"...What? Me? Oh, of course I'm fine." Mary seemed a little absent-minded, until she returned to her seat and saw Hermione, and her eyes suddenly sparkled.

"Hermione," she called, with uncontainable excitement in her voice.

"Mary?" Hermione turned her head, "What's the matter? No, you—" She looked at Mary carefully for a while, then her eyes suddenly widened.

Suddenly, Mary took a step forward, put Hermione in her arms, and—

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WHAT! THE! HELL! ! !Harry looked at Mary and Hermione who were suddenly kissing together, and the whole person was Spartan.

Harry looked at Ron in shock, and found that he also looked like he could swallow an egg directly, and his eyeballs almost popped out.

"Uh, brother, sorry." Ron closed his mouth with difficulty, glanced at Harry with a little sympathy, and threw himself into the game again in a blink of an eye: "Hi! Come on Ireland! Krum! Krum! "

But Harry wasn't in the mood to watch the game at all, and he looked quickly at Draco.

Draco seemed to be giving all his attention to the game, but he definitely wasn't, as he caught Harry's gaze almost immediately and smiled at him.

That smile was so familiar to Harry, it was definitely not Draco's.Draco's smile ranges from a distant but polite smile to strangers, from a relaxed and cheerful smile when he's with them, from a gentle and inclusive smile when he's looking at Hermione, but there's absolutely nothing like this - how to describe it ?It made people get goosebumps when they saw it, and they had a gut feeling that it was not a good thing—the smile, this kind of slightly evil smile, Harry had only seen it on one person's face.

Harry looked at Hermione and "Mary" who had separated and were biting their ears intimately at the moment with a stiff face, feeling something collapsed in his heart.

"God, Draco, you—" After the kiss, Hermione still looked at "Mary" in surprise, unable to speak, and then her eyes were slowly clouded with water, and she punched him. "Mary," "You bastard!"

"My fault." "Mary" hugged Hermione gently, letting her tears slide on his shoulders, "Forgive me."

Hermione shook her head, but just hugged "Mary" and buried her head in "her" arms.

Aww, I'm going to be blind, I'm going to be blind!Harry groaned inwardly.

"Pfft!" After a while, Hermione raised her head, looked at "Mary" and laughed, "It's thanks to you that you can come up with this idea."

"No way, I really can't think of any other way." "Mary" said helplessly, a blush appeared on her cheeks, "Fortunately, Mary successfully made the Polyjuice Potion, and she didn't even make a draft of her lie. I guess it’s okay to pretend to be me and hide it from my parents for a while.”

Hermione smiled and shook her head, then buried her head on "Mary"'s chest.

"I used to think that even if Gryffindor and Slytherin could be friends, they couldn't be lovers." Ron said with some emotion, "But they really match well, don't they?"

"Who? Mary and Hermione?" Harry was still out of his wits.

"Hermione and Draco, of course." Ron gave Harry a blank look.

"I have to go back." Only a minute or two passed - from Hermione's point of view, "Mary" slowly let go of Hermione, "See you at Hogwarts, dear Hermione."

"See you at Hogwarts," replied Hermione muffled, looking like she was about to cry again.

"God, don't be like this." "Mary" sighed helplessly, and kissed Hermione's forehead, "It's only a week, right?"

"Draco, Mary has already passed over there." Harry couldn't help but said.

"I'll go over now." "Mary" gave Harry a narrow look, and walked away.

The Quidditch World Cup final is over, Ireland wins, but Bulgaria's Krum grabs the Snitch!It was definitely a fantastic match, but Harry found himself not seeing anything and his mind was filled with images of Mary and Hermione kissing.

It sucks!Harry lay on the bed annoyed that he had missed Ronsky's feint!

Fortunately, he didn't see anything. Harry consoled himself and began to recall some of Krum's wonderful moves. He really wished that he could also perform those difficult moves while riding a Firebolt.

Harry could hear the deafening cheers of a hundred thousand spectators, and Ludo Bagman's voice echoing throughout the stadium: "The winner is - Harry Potter!"

Harry was ecstatically happy as he rode his broom and waved his trophy, but someone seemed to be calling him—

"Hey! Harry!" Ron called to him.It's so strange, even though I was flying so high, Ron's voice came to my ears clearly, "We should go, we're going to be late!"

be late?What's late?Harry was a little puzzled, but followed Ron anyway.

"Here we are." In a blink of an eye, they arrived at their destination...a church?

"Come in, Harry! Mary won't be glad you're late to the wedding." Ron tugged him into the room quickly.

"Wait a minute, who's getting married?" Harry asked.

Ron didn't answer him, and in fact he didn't need to, because Harry had seen the priest and the people standing on either side of him, and he felt his blood freeze.

Mary, who was wearing a black suit, was standing on the left side of the pastor. She heard someone coming in and looked towards Harry. She nodded slightly when she saw him, and then turned her head to look at Hermione in a white wedding dress without blinking.

"Lord, we come before you..." the pastor began to read.

This is so ridiculous, it can't be true!How could Mary invite a pastor for her wedding? She is not a Christian!Harry kept shouting in his mind how ridiculous the wedding was, but nothing came out, and the wedding went on.

"Miss Hermione Granger, would you accept Marie Flamel as your husband and marry him, love her, take care of her, respect her, accept her in sickness or health, or for any other reason, Be faithful to her forever until the end of my life?"

"..." Hermione didn't answer immediately, her eyes slowly filled with tears, and she opened her mouth.

"Of course she doesn't want to!" Suddenly someone stood up and said.

Oh well done!Harry gave the man 32 likes, and looked at the man standing up - it was Draco, of course, that's right.

What happened next was quite similar to what happened in the vulgar TV series that Aunt Petunia often watched. Draco took Hermione and ran away as a matter of course. Mary stood there watching them run away, shrugging her shoulders, it didn't matter Slowly walk down the platform.

"Hi, Harry." Mary greeted him. She was wearing a suit today, her long hair was tied into a ponytail, and she put one hand in her pocket. She looked quite masculine, "How are you, are you relieved?"

"Relax what?"

"Of course I don't need to marry Hermione." Mary smiled wickedly as usual, and walked towards him, "You definitely don't want to see such a thing."

"...This is so weird, I mean, you are all women, Draco and Hermione should..." Harry looked at Mary who was slowly approaching, and couldn't help but step back a little.

"Oh, is it?" Mary was noncommittal, "Is that the main reason?"

"..."

"Of course not." Mary stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, then stretched out her hand to untie the tie, "You like me, that's the most important thing."

"..." Harry's mind was so fuzzy now that he didn't even notice that the church was suddenly empty.

Mary was still approaching step by step, and she began to unbutton her suit jacket one by one, with that damn smile still on her face, "So, are you ready?"

"Sure, ready for what?" Harry said dryly.

Mary sighed, and caressed Harry's face with her slender and white fingers: "You like me, Harry Potter."

"I love you," Harry murmured.

"Love?" Mary narrowed her eyes, "No, don't love. Harry, liking is enough."

"I love you," Harry repeated stubbornly.

"What is love?" Mary asked.

"I love you."

"Well, you love me," Mary surrendered, "but I like you, Harry."

Her lips slowly moved closer, and Harry's eyes only needed to glance down a little, and his eyes could slip into the white shirt along Mary's well-shaped collarbone.

Harry's pupils trembled slightly, and his palms were so slippery that he could hardly grasp anything, but he couldn't and didn't want to move as if he was frozen.

slowly approaching...slowly approaching...

"Get up! Ron—Harry—come on, get up, it's an emergency!" Mr. Weasley's voice suddenly rang in Harry's ears.

Harry sat up abruptly, hitting his head hard against the not-so-soft canvas.

God!He had dreamed of something terrible!Harry blushed and wanted to slam his head against the bedposts -- luckily the hammock didn't have one.

"Don't be dazed, Harry! Put on a coat and come out!" Mr. Weasley interrupted Harry's self-loathing. "I'm going to help keep order in the Ministry, you all hide in the woods!"

Harry, Ron, and Hermione hurriedly put on a coat and ran off into the forest.

There was a panic all around, Harry and the others even forgot to use a fluorescent flash, just running in the dark forest like this, Ron unfortunately tripped over a tree root and fell.

"You should be more careful." In the darkness, Mary's voice sounded suddenly, Ron was helped up by someone, and then Hermione lit her wand - it was Draco and Mary.

"Isn't it cold?" Draco took off his coat and put it on for Hermione. Hermione blushed slightly, and her face was full of sweetness that couldn't be concealed.

Harry glanced at Mary: fully dressed, it wasn't like they were just wearing a coat over their pajamas.

Harry unconsciously began to imagine Mary wearing only a white shirt again, and then despised his own dirtyness in his heart, and then couldn't help thinking about it.

"Harry, are you okay?" Mary looked at Harry's face which was turning red and then pale, "Have you got a fever?"

"It's okay! It's okay!" Harry froze suddenly, and walked forward quickly, "Let's find someone else!"

"..." Mary was puzzled, so she could only follow.

There were people all over the path, twittering in groups of three or five, and when they passed by a group of boys and girls, a girl saw them, turned around, and said quickly, "Where is Madame Maxime? We I can't find her—"

"What?" Ron didn't know why.

"I saw her in the south just now," Mary replied.

"Huh?" The girl was taken aback, "I thought you were from Hogwarts."

"Hogwarts doesn't necessarily know how to speak French, right?" Mary explained, then turned and left.

"Beauxbatons." Hermione muttered after walking away.

"Sorry, what did you say?" Ron asked.

"Beauxbatons Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry," Draco explained, "an academy of magic in France."

"Oh, that's right," said Harry.

"But Mary, you can speak French so well!" Ron was amazed.

"Have you forgotten all about the first grade, Ron?" Hermione looked resentful, "Mary's grandfather Nicole Flamel is French."

"That's right. I'm not a pure English wizard. I should have gone to school at Beauxbatons," said Mary.

"So, Mary, are you British or French?" Hermione asked.

"Hmm..." Mary was also confused, "French-British? Probably."

The author has something to say:

Nymphadora Tonks!Although it hasn't appeared in my article, everyone who loves HP must be familiar with it. In my article... I shouldn't die... I don't want to die except for the professor and Voldemort. It should be a happy reunion ending