[HP] Give me back my body

Hermione pulled Draco out of the hall through the side door, they stopped at a corner, Hermione held Draco down, and began to wipe his face hard.

"Where did he kiss?" Hermione said angrily. She didn't know that Krum at all, and hadn't spoken at all. He wanted to kiss her?

Hermione looked at Draco resentfully, do you like men?Why not refuse why not resist why not protect my body?Even if you like men, use your own body to say it outright!

Hermione wiped her face vigorously a few times, but still muttered, "Damn it, where's the kiss?"

Where did Draco notice that he was kissed? He was so frightened by Hermione rushing over that he forgot to feel his face.Now it was almost wiped off again, not to mention the feeling of being kissed, his face has no other senses now, only burning pain.

Draco slapped Hermione's hand away, and covered his face: "If you can just tear off your face, that's fine, just put it on your face, and you will become Granger again!"

After speaking, he walked out angrily.

He was also taken aback, okay?

Can you imagine yourself as a man and being suddenly approached by another man for a kiss?It was so creepy, it made me feel sick just thinking about it, and if he had actually been kissed, he would probably spit it out.

Disgusting.Draco rubbed the goose bumps on his arms.He walked out full of anger, wanting to go out to get some air, otherwise he would suffocate himself to death.

Hermione followed Draco around the open front door, and they walked down the steps. In front of them was a rose garden, all kinds of crystal clear ice sculptures stood among the flowers, and hollow iron benches were placed among the flowers.

It was already night outside, but it was not dark at all. Lanterns were hung on the ice sculptures, shining brightly, and the ice statues with smooth facets reflected light like a mirror.

There were winding paths in the garden, and the road was rough, but Draco kept walking - as if he had completely mastered the high heels, and in fact Hermione had seen Draco tilt his body a few times, and he reacted He stabilized his body extremely quickly, and walked away as if venting again.

She felt pain when she looked behind her.

As the road got narrower and fewer people went in, Draco suddenly twisted his body greatly and almost sat down on the ground.With a quick reaction, he held onto the bench on the right, propped himself up, moved to the bench and sat down.

Then he looked up at Hermione with a very grim expression.

Hermione noticed that his right hand was tightly clutching the hem of the skirt, his lips were tightly pursed, and his brow was furrowed in pain, as if he...

"Twisted your foot?" Hermione squatted down nervously, lifted her skirt to hold Draco's right foot, and squeezed her ankle carefully, "Does it hurt?"

Draco gritted his teeth and nodded.

Hermione sighed, took off her shoes, and saw that the heel and little toe of her right foot were all blistered—probably because the boy's walking posture was different, and it was a new shoe, her feet looked red and blistered, quite Miserable.

Draco felt his feet being held by Hermione's hand, and he realized that Granger's feet were not particularly big, and could almost be held in the palm of his hand; his feet were cooler, ironed by the temperature of the palm, making him He shrank back uncomfortably.

"Don't move around!" Hermione grabbed his retracted foot, pinched the instep lightly, and asked while pinching, "Does it hurt here? Why does it hurt?"

Draco felt his face burn, he babbled at Hermione, looked away from his feet, and stared at the ice sculpture opposite - it was a huge goddess holding a lantern, wearing a long skirt, There was a facet on the dress that was particularly smooth, like a mirror, allowing him to see clearly what "himself" looked like now.

His heart beat faster.

Draco looked into the "mirror" as if he were seeing Hermione Granger from an outsider's point of view.

She combed her hair in a bun, her shiny brown hair exuded soft light, and a few strands of curly hair were scattered on her shoulders, which set off her slender neck and soft shoulder lines.

The blue skirt made her skin whiter, and the low-cut dress exposed the snow-white skin on her chest, making her chest appear fuller; the waistline was tightly pressed by the skirt, and the smooth lines of her waist could be seen while sitting.

The rolled-up hair completely exposed Hermione's face shape, the plump facial lines, plump lips, and shining eyes could almost see her heart.

Draco choked for breath. He didn't know that Granger also had such a radiant appearance—compared with his usual earthy and inconspicuous appearance, the gap was too great, so the visual impact was even greater.

Draco seemed to be taken aback, he pressed his right hand to his chest, trying to hold back the irregular heartbeat.

But he had forgotten that he was Granger now, and he pressed a piece of delicate skin all at once, pressed his fingers against his collarbone, and pressed his wrist against a small piece of exposed chest skin.

My heart beat faster.

Draco slowly moved his hand down as if obsessed, his palm almost enveloping the shape there.

Draco suddenly came back to his senses, flung his hands away, blushed and swung them away, then wiped his hands behind his back.

His movements were quite big, and Hermione looked up at Draco and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you?"

Draco looked at his light blonde hair and confused blue eyes, turned his head and said indifferently: "It's nothing."

Hermione curled her lips: "We should go to Madam Pomfrey, I don't know if it's serious or not... But she seems to be at the dance, so let's go to the school hospital first."

Draco nodded indifferently. He gasped when he stuffed his feet into the shoes. He almost screamed when the shoes touched the ground. His legs went limp and he almost fell. Fortunately, Hermione reacted very quickly. hug him.

It hurts so much!

It's almost like someone is chopping this foot!

Draco growled inwardly.

Hermione hugged Draco's shoulders and carefully supported him: "It seems that you can't walk anymore, jump on one leg?"

Draco shot Hermione a stern look.

jump over?Don't you know where the school hospital is, and you want me to lose my other leg?

Hermione looked at Draco and muttered, "The skirt is like this, and I can't carry it on my back."

"..."

"How about this, I..."

Suddenly there were a few calls, the roses behind the stool rustled, and the rose bushes trembled, as if someone had used a spell to separate the bushes.

Snape's angry voice came over: "Ravenclaw deducted ten points, what are you doing here?"

It seemed to come from the road on the other side of the flowers, and it was quiet for a while.

"And you, Potter and Weasley!" Snape raised his voice, "Get out of here immediately!"

Hermione became wary when she heard the names Potter and Weasley, she pulled Draco to squat next to the bench, and lowered her head.

The rustling sound was getting closer, and the voice of their conversation became more and more clear.

"What is Karkaroff worried about?" Ron asked in a confused voice.

Hermione turned her head to look at Draco, both of them panicked, Harry and Ron were on the road next to the flowers, and they were getting closer.

"They called each other's Christian names, and I thought they didn't know each other at all," Harry muttered.

Hermione suddenly pulled Draco into her arms, covering the conspicuous blue dress on him with her coat, so that nothing could be seen.

She waved her wand at the light on the ice sculpture, and the light went out, and the place was suddenly poorly lit.

"What's going on?" Ron raised his voice, "Why did the lights go out?"

They are getting very close.

Hermione buried her head in the hollow of Draco's shoulder, letting his bun hide her face.

Draco's forehead rested on Hermione's shoulder, he smelled the perfume he was used to, and the heat from her breath made the back of his neck itchy, and he wanted to scratch it, but he couldn't move .

His face was hidden in Hermione's arms, and the air in the small space was about to burn, and he even felt sweat starting on his lips and forehead.

"Hey, what are they doing?" Ron said in surprise, he saw two people huddling together next door, "This is not a good place to make out."

"Ron, let's go this way." Harry tugged at Ron's clothes. He felt quite embarrassed and wanted to leave quickly.

Ron looked at it a few more times, "They are really involved... Well, don't you think his hair looks like Malfoy?"

Both Draco and Hermione froze.

Harry whispered, "How is that possible, I can't see anything in such darkness."

"That's right, Malfoy must be with Parkinson, how can he hug Parkinson when he's so thin?" Ron smiled, his voice getting farther and farther away, "Parkinson is almost holding him... that thin little white face .”

Their voices fade away.

Draco raised his head and said grimly, "I'll make him pay for what he said."

Hermione helped him to stand up, and whispered, "I'll carry you back."

"What?" Draco's eyes widened, "I don't want it!"

"You won't be able to walk at all," said Hermione impatiently, turning her hair dark brown with a flick of her wand at her head, "so it won't be too conspicuous, come on, get to the hospital hospital after the dance - What are you hesitating about, there are no people at all, not many people look at us."

After finishing speaking, Hermione put one arm around Draco's back and the other around his knees, regardless of Draco's protest, and took advantage of "her own" masculinity to hug Princess Draco.

The momentary flight made Draco let out a short scream, "Put me down, you..." Draco kicked his legs, resisting.

Hermione said sarcastically, "Call again, and see how many audiences you can attract."

Draco seemed to be choked by someone, unable to make a sound.

He looked at the scattered people around him in horror, exhaled heavily, turned his head, and buried his face in "Draco"'s chest, as if he would never let anyone see his face.

So a big boy like Draco was held in the arms of a girl and walked upstairs (he thought), in fact, others looked normal, a boy princess was just holding a girl, it looked like a couple with a good relationship couple.

Draco nestled in Hermione's arms, and because the stairs were bumpy, he had to tug on her shirt hard, and turned his face inward, clinging to his chest like a bird.

Hermione felt that this was indescribably weird. A few months ago, she and Malfoy were pointing at each other's wands, but now they were in such a posture.She looked down at Malfoy, who was silent with his eyes closed, in her arms, and felt that his appearance...was quite pleasing to the eye.

Perhaps feeling that Hermione had slowed down, Draco opened his eyes, meeting Hermione's eyes.

"What are you looking at, go your way!"

Well, bravado little ferret.

The author has something to say: Today is Bald Dong’s 27th birthday, I love him the most~ I wish him a happy birthday, thank you for bringing us the handsome little dragon w I fell in love with Draco because of Bald Dong.

I saw a big cut video of Dehe at station B, it was so good QAQ I don’t know how to put the video oyz called "Back in Time"

Bald Dong was really cute when he was a child, Yan Taizheng, the smirk in the first part can hit me every time (covering his chest) What a man, he is still heterosexual, so rare!

I always feel that Xiaolong is getting more and more shy (kneeling. In the last chapter, I added a few words about the little beetle Rita. It’s not a reminder from my sister, I forgot about her

[314020973] This group is sincerely looking for small fresh meat, who is delicate and weak and easy to push down, who can warm Liuzi's bed!If you want to remind Miss Yu or something, you can wave a small whip in the comments QAQ I have a bad kidney [goodbye]

By the way, thank you for Hui Dengdeng's No.11 mine, I love you so much!