[hp] Pride and Prejudice

Ola was exhausted.

She flies all day, and falls asleep as soon as she sits down with a book in her hands.

John looked up from a boring six-inch transfiguration homework, and happened to see her left face pressed against the tree, her eyelashes drooping, and she was asleep, more like the meaning of her name Aura - the goddess of wind in Greek mythology, In the name of chastity.

He shook his head quickly, remembering the tragic fate of this goddess of breeze, and after being stimulated, he directly became a male slaughterer.

John lowered his feathers and leaned slightly, trying to lean over and kiss her.

She is right in front of you.

He approached her cautiously, just to leave a kiss on her cheek.

His heart was beating violently, as if seeing her for the first time, John was a little panicked, but it was inevitable that he liked a girl and could not help but have physical contact with her.

He is only one step away from her.

When he was close at hand, he closed his eyes, but the touch of his lips was cold, not as soft as imagined. Just when he was wondering, a small book began to hit his mouth non-stop.

The notebook was like a fried-tailed snail, chasing after his mouth and hitting him. John dodged weakly, and the edge of his mouth immediately became red and swollen, and blood might ooze out if he continued to hit it.

He took out his wand, and when he was struggling to say a spell, a holly wand stepped forward: "The spell stops immediately."

"I'm so sorry," Harry said with a guilty look on his face, taking a few steps forward. "This is my friend's notebook. I don't know that he will suddenly lose control. Maybe it's because I bought it in a prank store..."

John was still angry, but Hufflepuff's kind nature calmed his anger, even though this one was the object of his girlfriend's crush and fight that went viral last year.

He spoke with a hissing sound between his teeth: "It's okay, be more careful next time."

Harry lowered his eyes, and let out a hmm in his throat, covering up the injustice in his eyes.

"I want to ask, why is your notebook..." John covered his mouth and frowned. "Why did it suddenly start..."

Harry smiled casually, pretending to be an upright and venomous person: "Maybe even the book thinks you are unworthy."

When Ola woke up, she saw a John covering his mouth.

"What's wrong with you?" She frowned.

John shook his head, but it seemed to Ora that he was in more pain.She said a few words of comfort to him in doubt, and wanted to accompany him to the medical wing, but was rejected.

"You, you'd better prepare for Quidditch in a few days," he said bluntly, "I'm fine."

Ola gave him a candy.

She went back and flew harder, more often, and on the last day she called them over to rest and try to beat Gryffindor.

Because this is Ola's first appearance as captain of Slytherin.

But Draco actually asked her to suspend the team temporarily on such an important day, and called a fool Harper to grab the golden snitch for him?

That's not the case with passive sabotage.

Ola was a little dissatisfied with her friend, but she finally pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Here we come!" The voice of Zacharias Smith came from the microphone, ""The captains of both sides shook hands and rode on the broom.Listen to the whistle... three... two... one..."

Ola, in his silver-green team robes, shook hands with Harry in his scarlet team robes.

She pinched him with all her strength, imitating what the captains of the two teams did countless times, and only let go when she saw his painful expression.

"Egil obviously has enough experience to win goalkeeper Ron Weasley, Weasley had his ups and downs last term and probably won't be with the team anymore, but he has a personal relationship with the captain, no doubt helped him..."

Ola took a quick look, and found that it was the Hufflepuff student that DA members didn't like very much. She immediately took advantage of this opportunity to score, while Ron watched helplessly as the first ten points in the game were scored. .

Ron's expression looked like he had a disease - Ola Egil's goal PTSD.

Ora didn't think much of Gryffindor's two Chasers either, Ginny and Robbins, not even Katie Bell, oh, maybe watch out for Weasley.

Just when Ginny wanted to overshoot her again, Gut of Gryffindor just hit the Bludger and knocked her down.

Ola almost laughed.

And Ron was affected by this situation, and he was able to hit a few dangerous shots, but now he has this disease completely, and he dare not catch the ball when he sees it was her. She and Vasai scored fourteen goals Ola scored eleven goals.

"Oops, the score between Gryffindor and Slytherin is zero to one hundred and four. It seems that the captain of Gryffindor is really terrible, and the vision of selecting players is not very good-bad!" Smith shouted, " Harper found the Snitch."

All looked up to see Harper approaching, the Snitch darting high above them, shining brightly against the clear blue sky.

And Ola is going to use his state to score again——

Because she estimated that Harper would not be able to handle Harry, and she still had a clue about that.

She and Vasai exchanged glances, immediately grabbed a Quaffle, and smashed hard at Ron who was staring into the sky in a daze.

At this time, a voice also sounded in the sky, and Potter was sarcastically saying to Harper: "Hey, Harper! How much did Malfoy pay you to play for him?"

Her hands froze immediately, and she couldn't hit the last ball.

Immediately afterwards, a roar erupted from the audience stand, and Ola threw the ball angrily, but it hit Smith in the distance, and there was a blank sound from his microphone.

The Gryffindor audience yelled: "Gryffindor won, Harry caught the Snitch."

"He didn't win!" Ola yelled aggrievedly, "I am also one hundred and fifty!"

Professor McGonagall hurried down from the professor's seat and announced: "Gryffindor and Slytherin are tied this time, Egil, come here."

Smith was taken to the hospital wing by several Hufflepuffs.

Ola is not happy at all, and the result of the hard won game is ruined.

She flew down and landed on the hard ground.Ola patted Harper on the shoulder as a sign of comfort, then breathed a sigh of relief, and walked into Professor McGonagall standing at the door with a serious face, and behind her was a large group of Gryffindor players watching her.

"Miss Egil," said Professor McGonagall, "can you explain why you hit Mr Smith?"

Ola puffed up inwardly.

"I'm sorry, Professor," she began to act coquettishly, "I really didn't mean it, I missed the game, you know it's normal—"

Professor McGonagall frowned: "But you smashed it at the end of the game."

"Oh, professor," Ola saw that she was a little loose, and tugged at her sleeves. "I really didn't mean it. I threw the ball at the time. I wanted to throw it at Weasley, but I accidentally hit it. I really didn't mean it..."

"But Miss Egil..."

She immediately interrupted, and continued to say coquettishly: "Professor, please forgive me, I really didn't mean it, it was an accident after the game. Professor, please, you look the best, you are the most beautiful..."

Professor McGonagall looked at her with a stern face, and while Ola was waiting anxiously, she laughed instead.

"Okay," Professor McGonagall coughed, "but the miss is also after the game, and Slytherin deducted four points."

Ola immediately smiled sweetly: "Thank you, Professor, you are really the most beautiful witch with the best heart in England."

Anyway, four points can be added back in the dean's class, especially with Gryffindor, the points are doubled.

"Merlin, I can see why Snape likes her so much." Ron exclaimed, "Who can stand it?"

Hermione tugged at his ear angrily, "Don't be stupid, Ronald!"

By the way, she pulled Harry who was staring blankly aside.

Waiting for Professor McGonagall to leave in a good mood, Ola immediately lowered his face and glared at Potter in the crowd.

She was actually in a bad mood.

Draco missed the appointment before the game, what the hell is he doing?

Ola took a few steps back to the lounge, but didn't see him, and she waited until two hours later without Draco.

Just when she was about to give up, Draco finally walked in with his two big friends. Ola stepped forward quickly and pointed at him with her wand: "Draco, what the hell did you do today?"

Draco's light eyebrows were raised, and then he became confident: "I don't want to ride a broom today."

"Impossible," Ola said decisively. "Who taught me how to ride a broom when I was young? Who told me that the Fratcha Eagles are the best team in the world? Who is I afraid of?" Fat arms, dragging me to varsity picks when I refuse to ride a broom?"

She shouted: "How can such a person change all of a sudden?"

His gray eyes flickered in panic, then he turned away from her piercing eyes.

"Draco?" Ola said, "Please answer my question directly."

Draco stood up straight and looked down at her: "Get out of the way, Ola, you'd better not tell me this, respect your friend's privacy, I don't want to answer this question."

"You go on dating John," he said calmly, "maybe he will become your current boyfriend, and I'm going to do something more meaningful. This is much more interesting than a foolish love affair."

It's over, the little villain didn't say directly angrily, but avoided it.

Aura was afraid that there was really a black mark on his arm.

Her worries continued well into Christmas.

Christmas, of course, was at the Burrow, and she was almost homeless now.In the common room, Draco helped her organize a birthday party, several classmates gave her presents, and Pansy gave her the most wanted pair of shoes.

Well, Pansy sent her a pile of cockroaches, and Ola would say that was all she wanted.

It was fine for Theodore to send a book, but Draco also sent a book.

"Ola," Theodore said to her before boarding the train. "Your family can't go back, where are you going for the holiday?"

She could only lie: "Go to Egilben's house, a very far away place, there are some family magic outside."

"Ola can go anywhere." Draco said lightly, "Me, I'm going to spend the most impersonal vacation, my father is in prison, and I want to stay with my mother."

Pansy smiled and said, "Draco has become a man."

He suddenly became proud, and raised his head: "I was originally."

Ola was sitting in the box, and when she got to the platform, she saw her brother.Allen looked very good at this time, and his silver-white hair was about to turn red. Seeing Ola, he helped carry the box.

"Alan," Ola said vigorously, "I didn't fly well in the game, and I tied with Gryffindor. They all gave me presents, Pansy gave me boots, and today I ate a little pie..."

Allen was impatient: "How old are you? Why are you still reporting like a three-year-old? Don't force me to bother you."

Aura snorted coldly.

They boarded the Knight Bus and followed Weasley's group without haste.Ola exhaled, they were all happy together, just her and Alan, the first time they had a holiday when they were separated from their parents.

"You'll know when you get to the Burrow." Allen smiled mysteriously.

Aura raised her legs impatiently, and when she got off the ground, she followed a few steps, and suddenly her voice changed in surprise.

"Alto!" Ola immediately ran over excitedly.

Aalto's arms were still so generous, she once doubted that he could hold a Norwegian Ridgeback in his arms, and the arms were full of vodka and a smell of mud.

"Ola," he also hugged her tightly, "I haven't seen you for a long time, my good girl."

"Where's my mother?"

She immediately let go of him and looked around, but she didn't see a familiar blond hair.

Alto sighed: "She's at home. Although she's a bit dangerous, there are protective magic everywhere, don't be afraid."

Ola's mood immediately became heavy.

She was in a bad mood when she thought about the Death Eaters outside, and now the mysterious man hoped that a large number of Death Eaters would come back, and they were afraid they would catch Artor.

"And you," Ola asked, "what have you been up to lately?"

Alto took a breath, opened the vodka, and Ola looked at his flushed cheeks, and said vigilantly: "Don't try to use me as an excuse for being too young."

"I don't want you to know," Aalto said with a face full of alcohol, "but I can also tell you something, I recruited those neutral families outside, but apart from the families that were injured in the First World War, there were not many of them. Personally, in the end, those people went around saying that I had rebelled again, that my morals were not good.”

Ola looked at him helplessly.

Alto's voice rose: "Fortunately, Dumbledore made my mark okay, otherwise I would be found wherever I go, Ola, no, Alan, bring me some more wine."

Ola rolled her eyes.

She saw Sirius who was happily chatting with Potter at the side, and when he was chatting most happily, she suddenly patted him on the shoulder, which startled Sirius.

"Ola!" Sirius exclaimed angrily.

"How are you, Sirius," Ola said with a smirk, "That was a thrill just now."

Sirius picked up a vase, and Ola ran away in fright, making a grimace at him while running.Sirius originally wanted to beat her up, but he gave up because of his godson's smile.

The Weasley family was warm and lively, and several boys were coaxing Mrs. Weasley with nice words, so she was coaxed happily by the children, and brought a table of delicious food over.

Ora sits at the end of the table, so as not to disturb other people's enjoyment of Christmas.

Alto had just drank some brandy, his face was flushed like a drunkard, and Allen was drinking with him.When Mrs. Weasley brought a plate of delicious turkey, Alto also took out a large Leba wrapped in paper from his wind-weathered overcoat.

"Alto," Ola frowned, "are you going to eat Daliba for Christmas?"

His eyes were red with wine: "No, it's all for you. Little Ola, don't cry, your mother is working, and now old Alto takes care of you..."

Alto drank too much.

Someone on the long table chuckled, and Ola stomped her feet shyly: "Alto, you have to be sober, I am 16 years old now, I am not six years old."

Humming a song and shaking his head, Aalto chopped up the big Lieba bit by bit with a knife, and sandwiched the red sausage bought in Siberia between the big Lieba.

She said embarrassedly: "Alto, I eat so much, I won't be able to eat anything else later."

"Why can't you eat it?" Aalto said rudely, "I brought it for you from Russia. Don't you always write to complain that the sugar content in British bread is too high? You like beauty the most. I don't bring you anything every time I go out." , you have to clamor for, oh, my little Ola, don't cry..."

The second half of his sentence seemed to be coaxing a disobedient child.

Aalto was sometimes sober and sometimes confused after drinking, but he carefully cut it up for her, and then carefully held it to her.

Ola really wanted to cry now.

She really couldn't believe that while Aalto was running away from the mission, he recalled that she complained that the food eaten by the British was too high in sugar, and that he bought her big Liba and Russian red sausage in Siberia.

Ola took a mouthful tremblingly, and the combination of sour Daliba soaked in milk and red sausage burst in her mouth. What made her burst even more was that she did not forget her family, and her family always Always thinking about her.

"Ola," Sirius raised his chin at her at the table, "give me some too, I'll give some to my greedy godson, lest he keep looking at you."

Harry rolled his eyes away in some surprise, and hammered at the smirking Sirius.

Ola snorted, stretched out her hand and threw a piece of uncut daliba into the air.

Sirius caught it steadily, and clumsily cut it with the knife.Ora felt that there was hardly anyone in the world who would please his godson more than Sirius.

"Ola talked about her boyfriend, Tonks told me." Allen and Alto complained, "It's a Hufflepuff boy, he's seventeen, and he's going to take the NEWTs this year."

Ola looked at Aalto timidly, for fear that he would get angry, but he laughed triumphantly.

"Of course it's normal," Artau boasted. "Ola is so beautiful. She's much prettier than those flamboyant Russian women. If it were Durmstrang, there would have been a large group of boys looking for her." Skating, but—”

He said in a threatening tone: "Hurry up and break up with that boy. If there is no separation, I will take his body across Siberia the next day."

Allen smiled with satisfaction.

Ola was helpless: "But I can't be single forever."

"It doesn't matter, Draco is here," Alto suddenly sobered up, "He definitely won't watch you being snatched away. In fact, Draco is still a good kid, but his position changes a little too quickly..."

Mr. Weasley complained: "Yeah, a few years ago Malfoy still said that it was from our side, and the mysterious man changed his face as soon as he was resurrected. They are like grass swaying wildly in the wind."

This sentence made many people laugh, and Fleur, who just wanted to have a fight with Mrs. Weasley, also laughed.

Aalto hummed, and said with alcohol: "Then our family can't marry them, and I have to find you a new husband..."

And Ola thought fortunately, that's great, with Alto's memory after drinking, he must have forgotten a lot.As long as he doesn't say anything, Alan won't care about her.

She ate a beautiful Chinese meal, and those lively and playful boys all flew into the sky, but Ola shirked that she had injured her elbow, and sat in front of the warm fireplace watching the food that Draco gave her. Book.

It is a book of "Fifteen Details of the Use of Black Magic".

She opened the first page, and wrote in gilt pen: You'remysister. - DM

Ola breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, he couldn't have thought this better, and it would be a good choice for them to be a pair of brothers and sisters of the opposite sex.But she looked up at the wall fire, the yellow flames hissing and sparkling like a thick cloud of sorrow.

He changed so suddenly...

Why did he alienate her a lot all of a sudden, and hide something from her with Pan Xi?

But this is also normal. The two have different positions, and it is impossible to be together. It is not bad to be friends.

Ola looked at the book with a heavy heart. She was reading the chapter of using black magic emotions when the sofa next to her suddenly softened.She turned her head curiously, but her mood was even worse than at the beginning.

Potter was holding a green and red box, sitting at the end of the sofa far from her, not looking at her, just wringing his fingers.

Ora ignored him, trying to focus on the book, looking at the page where the dark arts require intense emotion, and failing.

She looks at him.

Ola looked at the book after a few glances, but her heart couldn't be quiet anymore.

What are you doing?

The words stopped on the lips of her tongue, and Ola didn't dare to speak, so she just waited for him to speak.But the green-eyed boy obviously didn't intend to take the initiative, he hesitated for a long time, and finally handed her the gift.

"Merry Christmas," he said, "well, happy birthday."

Ola turned the pages, "My birthday is tomorrow."

"I know." Harry snapped back.

She eagerly flipped through the book, but she was even more in the mood to read it.So Ola hummed, and stretched out her hand to take the gift, trembling.In the end, she put the gift on the coffee table without opening it.

"Aren't you going to see it?" He asked with trembling lips.

"Anyway, there are so many things you sent," Ola stared at the book, "It's all picked up from "Witch Weekly", it's nothing unusual."

Harry let out a muffled sound.

Neither of them had any intention of talking. Ola made up her mind to read the book, but she couldn't read English at this time, while Harry sat on the sofa and squeezed his fingers awkwardly.

"Well," he snapped his fingers in embarrassment, "what book are you reading?"

Ola replied: "A book related to black magic."

She finally raised her eyes, and hurriedly scanned his face, seeing that he didn't seem to have any other emotions, she was annoyed and angry.Ola breathed a sigh of relief and decided to devote her little energy to studying.

When Harry raised his hand, wanting to continue talking for nothing, the sleeve on his wrist caught her attention.

Olla was uncomfortable seeing him with his sleeves open.

"Why don't you always dress well?" She subconsciously asked, "Do you think this looks good?"

Harry snorted, a flush of embarrassment crept across his face.

Aurora reached out, and her slender fingers slid on his skin, he only felt that the place touched by her was burning.She quickly adjusted his cuffs, pulled out the buttons buried in his hands and buttoned them.

She didn't regret it until she finished this series of actions. Potter was a person who didn't like to be disciplined. After Ola finished, he might be blamed instead.

Her eyes were red, and she glared at him angrily. Before Harry could react, Ola ran away with the book after tidying up.

Ola opened the door, and one ear was quickly pulled away by the string.

Many people seemed to be running away in a hurry, and there were panicked footsteps upstairs, as well as the laughing and joking sounds of the Weasley brothers.

Standing where she was, she suddenly felt that she didn't look like herself anymore.

Aura knew how proud she was, but it was a pity that her pride disappeared when she saw him.