The methodology of how to love each other on different bloodlines [De He]

That night, the Gryffindor common room became a sea of ​​joy.

"Weasley is our king, never put the ball in the goal, Gryffindor sings, Weasley is our king." Everyone surrounded Ron and sang Gryffindor loudly Weasley is our king.

Hermione was on the outskirts of the crowd, holding a glass of pumpkin juice that Harry and the others had secretly brought from the kitchen, watching the delighted Gryffindors celebrate the first victory of the new Gryffindor team.

Lavender took a deep breath beside her, "Hermione, do you think it's okay?"

Hermione put down the cup in her hand, and hugged Lavender who was nervous and about to faint, "Go, it will work!"

Lavender took a deep breath at last, and when everyone put Ron down, he rushed up and held Ron's face with both hands, "Ron, I like you! Stay with me!" After finishing speaking, Just kissed it.

Ron seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then his ears turned red quickly. When he realized it, he put his arms around Lavender's waist and kissed him back.

Everyone who was busy was stunned for a moment. Facing the suddenly quiet common room, Hermione smiled helplessly and began to applaud.Only then did people react, and for a while, applause and whistles were heard endlessly.

Harry turned his head to look at Hermione in the crowd, and he was relieved to find that Hermione had a sincere smile on her face.It's not that he didn't feel the undercurrent of the two friends before, and he also heard about the quarrel between Hermione and Ron in the fourth grade.Before, he was quite worried about whether two of the trio became lovers and he would become a light bulb. When Lavender rushed up just now, he was still wondering if Hermione would go crazy. Now seeing Hermione really didn't feel for Ron, so she was relieved. If they had a quarrel because of this, he would definitely not be able to bear being caught in the middle.

After watching Hermione, Harry looked for another redhead in the crowd, "Everyone is looking at Ron, I'll take a look, and no one will notice me," Harry thought, and then talked with the redhead Ginny Weasley looked at each other.

Ginny smiled slyly at Harry and blinked, as if to say, "I've got you."

Harry quickly looked away, and absently slapped Ron and Lavender who were still kissing in the middle.

Seeing the interaction between the two, Hermione smiled more and more kindly. If Aunt Petunia was here, she might have to slap her hands in admiration: This is the real aunt's smile.

The lions were still having fun when Hermione was ready to go back to the chairman's lounge when the clock struck ten. "They might have an all-night row," she thought.

At this time, Lavender dragged Ron to Hermione, "Thank you, Hermione, if it weren't for you, I would not have the courage to confess to Ron tonight!" Lavender said loudly, his cheeks flushed with excitement , like drinking a whole barrel of butterbeer.

Hermione and Ron looked at each other, and both of them smiled, and there was a tacit understanding that belonged only to good friends in that smile.The past cannot be traced back, let the youthful throbbing be buried deep in the memory, now there is the right person by your side, isn't it?

Hermione punched Ron, "You must treat Lavender well, or I promise you won't see a word of my homework in the future!"

Ron looked at Lavender who was holding his hand beside him, and his smile was full of sweetness. He suddenly pulled out his hand and put his arm around Lavender's shoulder, "That's up to you! You always said that I have never been in a relationship, now ... Hehe, you are the only one left!" Ron was full of ambition.

Hermione smiled contemptuously, thinking, I'm still looking forward to your wonderful expression when you know your friend likes your sister.

Ron looked at Hermione's smile at a loss, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

Hermione didn't want to explain either, she waved her hand at Lavender, and pushed open the door of the passage, leaving them a chic back.

"Forget it, forget it!" Ron muttered, and took Lavender's hand beside him, "Do you want to eat a chicken leg, Lavender, I dare say Hogwarts' chicken leg is the world's best Delicious chicken legs!"

When Hermione returned to the chairman's lounge, the loud background music of Gryffindor was still buzzing in her head. She covered her ears, "Sure enough, I still prefer a quiet place."

She pushed open the door and saw Draco sitting at a small table doing homework. His hair was a little long when he didn't brush it back, and his bangs always blocked his eyes when he lowered his head, so Hermione When he entered the door, what he saw was a Draco who was already a little out of breath and kept shaving his bangs.

"Cough" Hermione reminded Draco that she was back.

"Hey, Gryffindor must be very lively today...you hit the ground running and beat Slytherin." Draco didn't raise his head, obviously a little angry, after all he had prepared "Weasley is us" for so long The King of Kings, which cost Ron a couple of goals in the first half, before finally allowing Harry to catch the Snitch right under his nose.Malfoy's embarrassing moment has added a strong stroke.

"Cough," Hermione cleared her throat in embarrassment, not knowing whether to admit that everyone was really happy, or find something to comfort Draco who seemed very unhappy.

"Okay, stop racking your brains to comfort me, the heir of the Malfoy family doesn't need comfort." Draco finally raised his head and looked at Hermione.

Hermione couldn't help laughing at his messy bangs.

Draco's face, which had already controlled the expression, showed signs of twisting again. "I really need a haircut! Why doesn't Hogwarts have a barber with better aesthetics! Don't other men in Hogwarts have trouble with too long hair!"

Draco paused strangely, and the expression on Hermione's face also stiffened strangely. Obviously, they all thought of the headmaster's messy hair, and Professor Snape... Well, it can't be said.

Hermione adjusted her expression and stepped forward, "Well...do you need help, Malfoy? Maybe the Muggles have something that can help you."

Draco quickly took advantage of this to regain control of his expression, "Oh?"

"Wait a minute!" Hermione ran towards her side, "I'll come down right away!"

Draco stared blankly at Hermione who was running. Doesn't this woman know that only trolls make "thump, boom" noises when they are running? When will she realize that she is a girl? Woolen cloth?

Hermione came running down again, a... green rubber band in her hand.

Standing in front of Draco, she held out her hand, "Here."

Draco looked at the rubber band in Hermione's palm, with an indescribable expression, "What is this again?" He picked it up and shook it in disgust, "Why do you Muggles use this?" He held it to his head He couldn't imagine what this thing looked like on his head.You know, even the Malfoy family used precious silk to tie their hair.

"Hmph, I think you don't know how to use it! This thing is very useful, you can tie it up yourself," Hermione took it back, "May I tie it up for you to demonstrate?" Hermione motioned Draco to stick his head over , "Look, I also chose a dark green one, don't worry, I'll wash my hands."

Draco curled his lips, as if about to say something, but kept his mouth shut, letting Hermione grab his bangs. "How did things develop like this?" he thought, "We were still in a relationship where we could only cast hexes on each other when we met a few weeks ago? Now it's... weird, like watching Pansy and Mir The feeling of Mori brushing each other's hair."

"Okay!" Hermione clapped her hands, looking at the little tangle on Draco's head, she felt a strange sense of accomplishment in her heart, she was also the one who tied Malfoy's hair, and Malfoy didn't even scream The Mudblood told her to stay away from her.

Draco resisted the urge to cover his face with his hands, not wanting to face the reality of what hairstyle he had now.

"Malfoy, if you are a man, you should bravely face your new hairstyle!" Hermione put her hands on her hips, "I think it looks pretty good."

Draco stood in front of the mirror and opened his eyes.

"Cough, sir, you... are quite cute." said the mirror.

Draco looked at the mirror in which the bangs were all combed up and scratched into a small apple head shape on his head. He thought...it didn't seem ugly. When he looked again, it seemed that there was still a weird sense of cuteness. "If my mother saw me like this..." Draco thought to himself, and then he was terrified by the picture of his mother dressing himself up when he was a child, then hugging himself and kissing his face and saying, "My Draco is so cute" a shudder.

Then he saw Hermione looking at him with a smile in the mirror.

"How is it? My workmanship is not bad, right?" Hermione said, "You can do this in the chairman's lounge in the future, and you can comb it to the back when you go out, and it won't affect your perfect image of the Slytherin prince."

Draco nodded reluctantly, "Thank you."

Hermione waved her hand, "Oh, it's nothing, but I've always been a little curious," Hermione hesitated.

"what?"

"Do all the men in your Malfoy family have long hair? Then how did your father solve the embarrassment of short hair at that time?"

Most afraid of the air suddenly quiet.

"Haha, hahaha" Hermione laughed awkwardly, breaking the silence. "Are you feeling better?"

Draco was stunned for a moment, and finally smiled, "It's much better." Did this stupid woman do it on purpose?

"Your Gryffindor Tower is really lively tonight. When I came back, I heard Sir Cadogan swearing and saying that you are going to die, clapping and whistling." Draco said.

"Oh," Hermione sat on the sofa and took a sip of water. "It should be Lavender who confessed his love to Ron, and Ron promised to do something in the future."

"Huh?" Draco tilted his head, "Then you?" Draco still remembers the Christmas ball in the fourth grade. After the extraordinary Hermione shined, he was knocked into the hallway and Weasley's house. Brats quarrel and shed tears.

Hermione was a little embarrassed. She also remembered the time when Malfoy comforted Ron and she cried after a quarrel. Maybe Draco was the only one who witnessed her vague affection for Ron. Harry and Ginny.

She smiled, "Isn't this ignorant when I was young? Now that Ron has found someone who really likes him, I'm also very happy for him!"

Draco carefully looked at the woman's expression, from the corner of her raised mouth to the eyes bent with a smile, he didn't see any reluctance, so he believed Hermione's words, because he knew too well how women A duplicity of creatures.When he was a child, his mother said, "I'm not angry," while throwing antiques collected by his father, which really made him psychologically shadowed.

"You'll find it too," he said.

"What about you?" She raised her head and asked back, "Then have you found the right person?"

Draco caught Hermione's gaze unexpectedly, those brown eyes, like melted chocolate, warm and...sweet, like the aroma of chocolate he'd smelled in Slughorn's class.

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