[hp] Pride and Prejudice

In fact, she didn't hate Harry Potter so much.

Ora knew this already, because she seemed to be trying to make trouble for Harry—

But in fact, otherwise, the famous savior will never remember an unknown little girl.

She was lying on a piece of grass, and suddenly a face appeared in the soft green waves.

He had a handsome jawline and a pair of emerald green eyes that filled her.

Harry smiled: "I knew you were here."

Ola is lazy.

She hid in the grass, but still showed a delicate and beautiful face.

Harry had always known that Orla was the prettiest girl in the whole year, and in fact, when he entered Madam Malkin's shop, he could also feel the girl's angelic features—her gray-blue eyes staring casually at her. Come over and nod casually at him.

Must be very difficult to get along with.

This was his first thought.

In fact, the girl's character is very fond of jokes, and she pissed off her friend in a very nasty way, reaching out to him.

"Did you come alone?" She was inviting.

Harry's eyes widened, "You, did you come here alone?"

In fact, the first time he stepped into the wizarding world, the friend who reached out to him was Ola Egil.

At the time, Harry thought they would be great friends.

But no, after getting on the train, Ola's friend came to her.

The disgusting boy with platinum blonde hair drawn in a long tone: "Ola? She's Egil! Come back to Ola with me, don't sit in this kind of person's box, let's go quickly."

She looked at Harry in embarrassment, "Potter, you can call me Egil from now on."

Harry felt a little lonely, maybe she had better friends, after all, they only met once.

How could someone betray a friend because of someone they just met...

Later, this beautiful girl with a clear face completely exposed her evil behavior and fun-loving character.

In fact, Harry couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or depressed.

He always felt that Ola was a nice girl, but unfortunately every time, her actions strongly told him that she was not what he imagined.

But Harry couldn't forget the girl who just came to the wizarding world and smiled at him.

How could such a person be a villain?

Ron also advised him to be hard-hearted sometimes and not to accept any gift. Egil of Slytherin has given you a card, candy that grows a long tongue, and a cake with sad bee sugar.

But too few people care about him.

He was not willing to discard the kindness everyone gave him.

At least, Ola is also thinking about him——

Mainly to tease him.

But Dumbledore's card did allow him to find the long-awaited Nicolas.

He kept this card in his nightstand in the Gryffindor dormitory.

But undoubtedly, this was not the most precious gift Ola gave him.

It was the kiss in the Slytherin lounge.

Because of an accident, he drank the rejuvenation potion and turned into Pansy Parkinson, so he had to switch with Hermione, put on Hermione's skirt and a sweater he got from Parkinson, and walked awkwardly Into the Slytherin lounge.

Ola was sitting in front of the fireplace, and the flickering lights made her profile soft.

As soon as she saw him, she ran to hug him in surprise and joy.

He has never been hugged by anyone.

In the Muggle world, his aunt had always looked at him with cold eyes. In the wizarding world, people would only shake his hand because of his fame, and Mrs. Weasley would just kiss his face or knit him a sweater.

This is a soft embrace, the softness of a girl breaking through the ground, and the warmth of a fire.

He froze, wanting to shed tears for a moment.

Almost forgot that he was Pansy now.

Ola chattered a lot, then planted a wet kiss on his cheek.

"What are you thinking about?" She noticed that the boyfriend who hugged her was distracted, "Are you thinking about others, you are clearly hugging me."

Harry lowered his head and smiled helplessly: "I'm thinking about you."

"You must be upset, that pink toad—" She leaned her leg against his.

"Don't talk about her," said Harry, who couldn't get annoyed around her, her bad mood sucked out of him. "It's hard for me to find time to accompany you, and it's very inconvenient when I'm on DA—we always have to find a chance to be alone, don't we?"

Aura's fair arms rested on his neck: "That's right, the Black Lake side is very good. Since Fan and that woman came, no one has come here."

Since she was in the fifth grade, she has loved sweets, and the breath she exhaled was caught by his face, itchy and sweet.

"Kiss me." She murmured.

Harry kissed her without hesitation.

Actually, it's fun to do anything with Ola, even if it's talking nonsense.

But he loved kissing her, and Ola's lips were sweet, unlike the second years—she was a big girl now, and she liked to wear some lipstick, and Hogsmeade always sold different flavors of lipstick.

The tips of the tongues of the two are intertwined, as if they will never get tired, the green grass mint and the sweet and greasy sugar are both delicious.

"Harry!" came an exclamation from behind.

He pulled out in panic, hugged the girl in his arms tightly, and held his wand tightly——

It was Hermione holding a large roll of parchment and Ron looking terrified.

Harry relaxed: "Ron, Hermione! Aren't you doing your homework in the library? Why are you here?"

The girl in his arms raised her head lazily, revealing a pair of pure gray-blue eyes.

"It's Egil!" Ron's face was as bad as a slug that had swallowed a big mouthful. "You and Egil—"

Hermione took a deep breath: "It's actually not surprising, after all, Harry is always away from the castle for some time, or, I mean, the last time he was doing his potion homework in the lounge, he was actually facing Professor Snape. Laughed thirteen, no, twelve times."

But she was talking a little upside down.

Ron was even weirder: "That was kind of obvious, but I thought - he's in love with Snape, no, I mean, I didn't think it was Egil."

Obviously during DA practice, Egil never looked Harry in the eye.

To be honest, if it wasn't for Egil's repentance, they still wouldn't be able to trust a malicious Slytherin.

But Egil's thinking has changed a lot.

"Okay, I remembered!" Ron exclaimed strangely, "he often looked in the direction of Egil, I thought he was watching Ravenclaw's Zhang, and eating in the auditorium, staring at the long Slytherin table every day, I always thought he wanted to say something to Snape."

Hermione also remembered: "No wonder, you would say at the fourth-year dance that there are many beautiful girls in Hogwarts, even Slytherin."

Her face was flushed with anger. At that time, she thought Harry was coaxing her.

Harry was helpless: "Actually, I really want to tell you, but Ola doesn't allow it."

"My brother will kill him, he won't allow me to fall in love." Aura lay on her lover's chest and argued, "Besides, I can't imagine Draco shaking hands with you to make peace, you will cast curses on each other. "

Ron's expression got worse: "Oh, that's right."

"But anyway, Harry can't hide it from us," Hermione knelt down and said to the young couple. "It's too close to the Forbidden Forest, so it's not safe. In fact, the Honeydukes Candy Shop and Lady Puddiffe's Tea House in Hogsmeade Village are very good, maybe..."

Her voice dropped suddenly: "The Gryffindor lounge is also available."

Aura was a little surprised, this witch who seemed a bit rigid was actually so enlightened sometimes.

But in fact, isn't DA just what she thinks?

She gave Hermione a friendly smile.

Hermione took a breath, more sure—

It was the scent of roses that Harry used to bring into the Gryffindor common room, she remembered, he used to come in with a smirk, probably since fourth grade.

"When did you get together?" She asked with thick eyebrows.

Harry moved the girl in his arms into a comfortable lying position.

He gently brushed her sideburns behind her ears, and said with a smile, "Actually, this is a very long story."

The two clearly hate each other, but are attracted strongly like magnets.

In the fourth grade, standing in front of her, listening to her say nasty words, without the simple disgust of the first and second graders, in fact, he lowered his head, held back his rebuttal to her, just wanted to point her lips, and then kissed her .

With just one look, he couldn't control his heart that was about to jump out.