[hp] Pride and Prejudice

It was just like a dream.

Otherwise, how could Ora have seen Harry hit Draco, and one fist was bleeding, and the other was lying on the ground dying with blond hair, with no pride and self-esteem left.

And the culprit kissed her in front of so many people.

Ola walked over with her legs limp and her head bowed, feeling that she could no longer hold the pen and wand in her hand.She could also feel that the members of the special operations investigation team were looking at her unkindly, and other people were also looking at her with different eyes.

Someone patted her on the shoulder, and when she looked up, she felt the chills stand: Umbridge was patting her on the shoulder with a smile on his face.

"Take Draco to the hospital wing—good boy," she said delicately. "What's the matter?"

Aura pretended to be calm: "Because, um, the two of them suddenly started fighting, and I don't know the specific reason. But all in all, I think there may be..."

She didn't know how to explain this thing to her best advantage.

It's over, Ola thought, they're over.

"Because I have an unrequited love for Ola Egil." Harry said lightly.

The eyes of those arrested DA members lit up immediately, and they gave Harry a thumbs up.And those people also set their sights on him, and Umbridge logically prepared to make things difficult for him.

She cleared her throat loudly, ready to deliver a series of tirade.

Harry took a step forward and said, "We can go to the principal's office to talk about specific matters. Minister Fudge, you should have experience with me. Or, do you all want to hear that a dignified minister is actually doing this for Hogwarts? Come to the door for a little thing, he is even afraid of a principal?"

Minister Fudge's face was purple with rage.

Harry wanted to say a few more words, he even wanted to scold him contemptuously, but Dumbledore looked at him majesticly and gently, and he immediately lost his anger, his heart was beating fast, but his mind was surprisingly calm and clear.

"Let's go to the principal's office first," Dumbledore said.

Professor McGonagall looked at the DA members, "As for you, all go to my office."

Aura stood in the corridor and witnessed them disappearing into this corridor.She turned her head to look in the direction of the hospital wing, where Draco was carried away by Goyle and Crabbe.

After a few seconds, Montague approached her curiously and asked, "Ola, does he really like you?"

"It's not because he has always liked you, but you are with Draco," Daphne said excitedly, "So, he is jealous, so he took this opportunity to hit Draco?"

Pansy also pretended to know just now: "I heard that the dean is teaching Occlumency to Porter. Maybe the dean found out that he likes you during the instigmatism."

"You can seduce/seduce him," Blaise said, "maybe you can give him to the Dark Lord, and then bring glory to the family, and you will have a part in overturning the "International Statute of Secrecy" in the future."

A few of them laughed lowly.

Theodore stood in the middle of the crowd, looking at her calmly with a pair of sapphire blue eyes.

Ora looked at him boldly, her gray-blue eyes filled with pleading, Theodore was one of Draco's few friends, and boys always wanted to be closer.

"Ola," Theodore called to her, "are you still going up to see Draco?"

Ola clenched the pen tightly, "I think he doesn't really want to see us now."

It must be.

Draco's self-esteem was so strong, and he grew up smoothly, but as soon as he came to Hogwarts, someone refused his handshake, and he was beaten by someone he hated for almost six years.

He certainly didn't want anyone to see him.

Theodore nodded, "It's too late, I'll take you back to the dormitory first."

Ola almost didn't have the strength to speak, so she nodded weakly, but Daphne and several other girls started discussing this romantic anecdote, and looked at her from time to time.

The road to the cellar is getting darker and darker, accompanied by dim light and wet ground.

Theodore said coldly, "Who do you really like?"

Ola thought for a while, then cried out in pain.

"I don't know," she said, "but I don't want to lose Draco."

Losing Allen wasn't all that hard.

Theodore smiled contemptuously, "Really? You can lose it tomorrow."

They walked into the wet ground of the cellar, and after reading the password, the deep rolling lake water was reflected on her terrified face, and Theodore's voice came from afar.

"Choose one, your boyfriend has already chosen for you," he said, "but as a friend for so many years, I won't tell others."

Theo's lonely figure disappeared into the boys' dormitory.

Aura returned to the four-poster bed and lay down, only a white light was left in her mind, as if many bugs were eating her rotting body and boring soul, she could almost foresee what the next day would be.

She couldn't accept life without Draco, he was already like a brother.

But sadly, like Harry said, Draco didn't see her as his sister.He also likes her, but love can't make her submit to this nagging little boy.

She likes to conquer hers.

It must be very gentle and able to control her.

But she didn't want a rift in her friendship with Draco.

Ola's heart is still suffering, she is really greedy, she wants everything.

The green curtain was suddenly opened.

Pansy sighed at her, "Aren't you going to see Potter in the hospital wing?"

"It's already come out?" She hesitated, "What's the result?"

Pansy looked at her not too far away, and said softly, "I tore DA's paper in half, and only Gryffindor's was left."

"So this group was labeled by Minister Fudge as an illegal group in the school. It violated the Ministry of Magic's educational instructions and asked these students to go to the Wizengamot for a court hearing. But Dumbledore took it lightly and insisted that this was a violation of school rules by the children. Request a solution within the school."

"In the end, it turned out that all the students on the list were locked up by Professor McGonagall, and Potter became a top disobedient element marked by the Ministry of Magic because of his DA and hitting his classmates, and asked to be taken to the Wizengamot for sentencing."

Then this is the second time Dumbledore took Harry to the Wizengamot.

He really committed a lawsuit this year.

Ola took off the mask, "I'm going to see him."

"Draco was beaten out of shape, he was sent to St. Mungo's!" Pansy shouted angrily, "You only care about Potter, do you care about us or not!"

Ola stood beside the bed aggrieved: "If I don't see Draco he will forgive me, if I don't see Harry he won't forgive me..."

"Draco likes you." Pansy softened his voice. "Understood? You can only choose one of two boys who like you. They are not objects that can be controlled by the Imperius Curse. When you have a boyfriend, you will still be infatuated and not give up."

Ola lowered her eyes and looked at her bare feet on the floor, like a student who has done something wrong.

But she has been pushed away.

Pansy climbed onto the bed, and the voice came out in a false and unreal voice: "But Draco will not forgive you, after being beaten by your boyfriend. Your boyfriend has already chosen for you."

Of course Ola knew this.

So she panicked even more, she didn't love him to the point of breaking up the academy for him, maybe Ola might be talking better than singing - after all those years of coaxing a irascible brother and an angry bamboo horse.

She thought Harry should be similar. Boys of this age are always dominated by hormones. Her brother is like him. He obviously doesn't like his girlfriends, but he has a lot of exes.

Even if the actions are a little more intimate, the hearts will not be together.

Don't be sentimental!

It was a simple love affair, Ola told herself repeatedly.

Don't forget what he said in third grade - "Have we ever been together?"

But since fifth grade, she felt again that Harry seemed to have taken a liking to her over time.

Pansy asked, "Who do you really like, have you figured it out?"

"I still want to see him." Aura said with her head down.

Maybe he's just young possessiveness at work.

But in any case, he has helped her choose a way to part ways with them.

After a while, the bed that belonged to Pan Xi let out a disappointed and depressed sigh.

Ola cast an invisibility spell, this spell can't last long, it can only make her run from the ground floor to the second floor for a short time.

The medical wing was very quiet at this time except for the girl's sobbing. She cast another spell, slowly avoiding Madam Pomfrey's sight, and lifted the pure white curtain. He was drooping his eyelashes quietly and comfortably, His fingers were wrapped in bandages, and he had a peaceful sleeping face.

Aura stretched out her slender fingers hesitantly, and tentatively touched his lightning scar, like an electric shock.

"Stop pretending," she didn't expect the first sentence to be this, "you don't sleep like that at all."

Harry suddenly opened his clear green eyes, "Then how did I sleep?"

"It's very disturbing," Ola thought, tilting her head. "You like to put your hands on your chest and grab something. It makes people feel very defensive. I feel that you..."

Very insecure.

"You should be more careful next time so you can lie to me." She said tactfully.

Harry turned his face away a little shyly, retracting his hands, his hair still fluttering in a mess.

Ola looked at this expression with some surprise, Merlin, it's been a long time since she saw his expression like this.A surge of excitement suddenly emerged from the bottom of her heart, and she stretched out her fingers to poke his protein-rich face.

Harry looked up at her, dodging embarrassedly: "Don't poke—"

"Spoof me."

He got angry and turned his head, "I don't."

Ola snorted coldly, she took off her shoes and lay down next to him, forcing Harry to compromise and move inside, this bed is quite small.Harry squeezed in helplessly, and the crib made a creaking sound.

Ola liked the experience of sleeping with him—last time, she dreamed that the Tornado team won the International League, but unfortunately she didn't go to gamble.

The two of them were like sardines squeezed in a narrow fishing net, at least half of Ola's body was squeezed out.

"Squeeze?" came Harry's voice.

Ola glanced at him, "What do you think?"

He suddenly chuckled, "I remembered that you liked me before, and we even snatched a sofa in the first grade. Did you think of snatching a bed with me at that time?"

Ola could hardly believe her ears.

She patted his shoulder shyly, "Why are you like this..."

Harry let out a sudden howl, and Ola lowered her head nervously, seeing his stiff bandage-wrapped hands tremble, she asked in a panic, "Are you okay..."

"No, nothing," his lips trembled, "I just drank raw bone water, and broke three fingers during the fight."

Ola's heart was even more sad.

"Does it hurt?" she asked softly.

Harry hummed, "Some."

He used to say that the degree is not as serious as the reality.

Ora is silent, then Draco will be in more pain, how long will it take for his delicate face to heal?

He just wanted to beat him to death at that time, and the pain was not as good as the suppressed happiness in his heart.

Harry also moved his lips, his emerald green eyes blinked in the dark night, but he didn't speak after all.

Because of their silence, the suppressed cry of the girl on the next bed became even more presumptuous, and Ola's scalp felt numb when she heard the miserable sound. She couldn't even cry without the myrtle girl on the second floor.

"What's wrong with her?" She was the first to speak.

"Her name is Marietta Ackmore," Harry said sarcastically. "She betrayed the DA, but there is a spell on the note, and her face will be disfigured for a while."

"What kind of destruction?"

"The face is covered with rashes," he said cheerfully. "I despise people who betray their friends the most."

Aura closed her eyes in pain.

Her eyelashes fluttered, fluttering like a butterfly leaving a haze.

"I'm the person you look down on the most," Ola held back tears, "I betrayed Slytherin, I betrayed my friends, my friendship with them has cracked, and I am no longer their good friend."

As she spoke, tears finally came out of her eyes and flowed down her cheeks.

Harry saw her teardrops by the moonlight, his mind was completely blank, and he had no idea how he should persuade her.After thinking about it, he moved his fingers awkwardly and clumsily, and finally looked at her blankly.

"Don't cry, you just have different values..."

"It's so annoying, I don't want to break up with them at all," she cried without seeing anything, "I've lived for 16 years, and there are only a few friends, and I don't even have them..."

Harry tried hard to think of how to persuade her, but Ola was crying miserably, and sang together with Marietta in the next bed (with earplugs closed to prevent Marietta from hearing), the crying of the two combined, like The melody played by a third-rate band is very harsh and ridiculous.

He kind of wanted to laugh.

She noticed it, and angrily hit him on the back with her hands. Harry screamed, and then Aura kicked him instead. He didn't feel that much pain, so he had to bear it.

Ola pulled her hair angrily.

"I'm sorry," she took a few deep breaths, "You don't hurt, do you?"

Harry said in a muffled voice, "There are no bones in your legs, you can kick them a little more."

Then she did another thing that he couldn't figure out, she was lying on the quilt crying and laughing, she let go of the hand that was holding her hair, and the crystal clear tears were still hanging on her face.

Harry felt that girls were really weird sometimes, but fortunately Ola was a straightforward girl, and it was easier to understand when talking to her.

"It's okay," he said dryly. "You'll have new friends, Ola. You just don't have the same values ​​as theirs. He chose his path, and you chose yours."

The following words reminded him inexplicably of a red-haired girl.

Only then did Ola think: "You beat my friend!"

"Okay," Harry said slowly, "but if there was a next time, I'd hit him anyway."

Ola was helpless, and finally she calmed down and reluctantly accepted the fact——

Her friendship with Draco was doomed.

Harry looked down at her with tears, and asked cautiously, "Do you still want to cry?"

Aura hummed with a crying voice, got into his arms, and then sobbed unscrupulously.Harry sighed and lifted his bandaged hand over her head and behind her.

He was sighing in his heart, when suddenly, the girl's moist lips touched his face lightly.

"Go to sleep." Ola first closed her teardrop eyelashes.

Harry glanced down at her.

"Merlin," he closed his eyes out of breath. "How can I sleep when you come here?"

When she hugged him, he was so hot that he was very suitable for hugging in winter.

"Anyway, didn't you sleep together before?"

He moaned, "But they're all drunk..."

Ola did it on purpose, she thought badly to keep you from sleeping, who told you to bully my friend, but she knew that Draco's personality would be beaten sooner or later.

She blinked slyly and hugged him tightly, deliberately making him feel the difference between male and female bodies.

He suddenly became short of breath, "You, don't..."

"I'm sad," Ola said in a low tone, "I feel sorry for you being beaten, and I also feel for Draco..."

His eyes suddenly turned cold.

"You also feel sorry for him being beaten." Harry sneered.

Ola felt his arm was stiff, and she immediately added cleverly: "I love you more."

The boy holding her froze for a moment, feeling uncomfortable all over his body instantly, his heart throbbed violently with her beautiful gray-blue eyes, as if falling more than ten feet into the air on a Quidditch pitch.Relying on the moonlight, one can also see the graceful figure outlined by the pajamas under the thin coat.

He swallowed, his Adam's apple rolled quickly, and he uttered a syllable: "Mmm..."

Ola raised her face, pleading on her fair face.She raised her eyebrows uneasily, and suddenly felt that his eyes were closed tightly, as if it was too deliberate, and his lips were drawn into her mouth, forming a straight line.

"I actually think this day will come sooner or later," she twitched at the hem of her clothes, "because after all, my father told me many times not to contact me, but I just refused to listen..."

She was afraid that Harry would get emotional when he heard it, so she rolled around in his arms uneasy, feeling that his temperature was astonishingly high, and she seemed to be scalded when touching his arm.

When she hesitated to touch his arm, Harry suddenly groaned, she suspected that he had accidentally touched his hand, but the comfortable joy in his tone outweighed the pain.

"Are you in pain?" Ola hesitated.

Harry hummed, feeling that the quilts in the hospital wing were too thick, making him terribly hot.The top of his head was covered with fine sweat, his Adam's apple was rolling again, and his voice was filled with suppressed sexiness: "Ola, kiss me..."

Her heart was hit fiercely, and subtle emotions flashed by.

He lowered his head and looked towards her like a traveler looking for water in the desert. Ola was a little panicked by his unusual expression and the high temperature in the medical wing, so he dodged in fright.

When he bent down to look for her, Ola raised her hand to cover her lips, but he had already kissed her. Ola's hands were not perfect, and her fingertips were covered with calluses from frequent Quidditch games, but He still felt the satisfaction and trembling from the depths of his soul.

Aura passively accepted this feeling, his soft lips made her feel a certain emotion, this strange feeling made her think that the two of them were on a broken ship, the moonlight was above their heads, and the two of them were on it Sleep with you.

Strong and joyful emotions.

She said vaguely: "Harry, stop kissing my hand, let me kiss you..."

Harry kissed a few times affectionately, but she didn't put her hand down, but stretched out her finger tentatively, shaking it on his lips with water stains. This kind of ambiguous movement made the temperature in the medical wing even more It exploded.

Aura vaguely understood, she moved closer to him, and he could even feel her eyelashes fluttering against his cheek.

Harry closed his eyes expectantly, this short and exciting experience was simply better than the upcoming trial of the Wizengamot, he couldn't think of anything, his chest vibrated violently.

She moved closer and closer, tentatively retracting her feet.

"Wait a minute," Ola said shyly, "I'll just wait..."

He closed his eyes obediently, waiting for the goddess in his dream to arrive, and then Ola slid off the bed smoothly, and successfully escaped from his overly generous arms.

Harry opened his eyes with a premonition, and the silver-haired girl had already run to the door of the medical wing, met his gaze and pulled her eyelids down, making an arrogant grimace.

She mouthed: "It deserves it."

Harry turned his back on her angrily, tossing and turning all night.

And Ola ran back to the cellar with reddened anger on her face. She liked this man so much that he only had hormones for her!