HP Knockdown and Counter Knockdown

After class, Harry smiled and let his two friends go first, and he followed the man in the black robe to his dormitory—cleaning the tongs!

Wearing dragon leather gloves, holding brushes and imagining them as Snape's greasy black hair, I brush and brush and brush, the savior accompanies himself in his heart, and treats Snape with a calm face and fierce strength Beloved tong pan.

And Snape was trying to contact Lucius and the others with the double-sided mirror at this moment, but unfortunately, he failed to contact them. The platinum nobleman didn't know where he went.

Tired and hungry, Harry walked towards Gryffindor's dormitory on two noodle legs. When he arrived in the dormitory, he threw himself on the bed and fell asleep without taking off his shoes. After that, Ron came in lightly. He put down his food, covered his friend with a quilt, closed the door and retreated.

Although it's only early autumn, the nights at Hogwarts are always cold. The fire in the fireplace is burning, which is very warm. Seamus and the others are talking in a group. Ron leans over and hears him very The name I don't want to hear - Malfoy.

Ron wrinkled his nose in disgust and left, leaving the topic of those blond beauties behind.

"Fell asleep?"

"Well, I'm exhausted." Ron replied sitting opposite Hermione.

"Forget it, Ron, let's review. By the way, you can draw the key points for Harry." Hermione took out the thick book and said sternly.

"Hermione, you can't!" Ron wailed.

Hermione rolled her eyes and looked at the red-haired Gryffindor, "It's good for you, you can't always remember that knowledge once, just to consolidate it."

Ron buried his head in his arms. If he knew this earlier, he would rather go to Seamus and the others to listen to Malfoy's gossip. At least the little ferret is still sleeping peacefully in the infirmary.

Harry, who has been sleeping poorly lately, woke up promptly at three o'clock in the middle of the night after eight hours of sleep. He lifted the quilt and got up lightly, holding his invisibility cloak and holding a fresh meat in his mouth. Pie, I went on a night tour dutifully.

Walking through the corridor, I took the owl food to the wooden shed to feed Hydewei. The charming lady pecked his palm and then rubbed it cutely.

"Hidewei." He called out to the other party, but he didn't know what to say.

The white Miss Hydeway flapped her wings to indicate that her owner could leave. As an owl, she couldn't stand Harry's lost expression. My owner understands that unrequited love is a disease, and it needs to be cured. You have to tie the bell to untie it. You can't find comfort with me. Go straight out, turn a corner, and your life-saving medicine is on the bed.

"Okay, okay, I'm leaving, I won't bother you anymore." Harry understood the meaning of his little pet, but he didn't understand the connotation, and kissed Heidewei's little head, and the black-haired Gryffindor left, only Miss Hydeway, who was a little shy, was left behind.

There was some laughter around, and Miss Hydeway's amber eyes stared. This is jealousy, the most naked jealousy. These owls are nothing more than jealous that it is beautiful, and the owner is very handsome. The most important thing is that they like it very much. own this fact.

After Harry left the owl shed, he was at a loss. He is not sleepy at all now, but it is obviously not suitable to continue to swim at night, and there is nowhere to go at night. Thinking about it, the legs of the savior turned, Detour to the medical room.

"I'm just taking a shortcut," the Savior muttered inwardly.

Harry reached the infirmary, sat on the floor next to the bed and stared at the blond boy blankly. The Slytherin who provoked himself was like a dream.

The dazed Gryffindor couldn't help but reached out and touched the blond Slytherin. It was warm and delicate. The young master who was raised by Jin Gallon was really different.

The dark-haired Gryffindor curled his legs and rested his chin on them, realizing for the first time something serious - Draco Malfoy was pregnant, and he was very upset.

Pursing his lips, he stood up from the floor, approached the other party with some anger, stared at him, and saw the other party's long eyelashes, and his heart softened again. He couldn't tell what it was like, but his heart was full of anger and discomfort. How could the little bastard be pregnant with someone else's child.

Did that man touch his eyelashes?Harry thought, reaching out and touching the pale gold eyelashes.

Did that person touch his cheek?His fingers gently touched his cheeks from the tip of his eyebrows. Unlike himself, the platinum boy's cheeks were as immature and soft as a child's.

His eyes finally fell to the slightly pale lips, staring at them, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, he lowered his head slightly, and kissed those soft lips.

That man must have kissed him...

What it feels like to be heartbroken, Harry thought he already understood, it was so sad when he was rejected by Cho, he couldn't eat a pie all day, and even his favorite Quidditch couldn't stir him up in bed Interested, Ron and Hermione thought he was sick.

The dark-haired Gryffindor thought he knew it, but after kissing the pale, gaunt Slytherin last night, he didn't think he'd ever known what it was like.

"Harry! Have you been attacked with the Imperius Curse?" This was Ron's loud voice.

"Harry! You look like a ghost, myrtle is more real than you!" This was Seamus exaggerating.

"Harry, I have to take you to Headmaster Dumbledore." This was Hermione, Gryffindor's think tank lady, frowning, her books aside, as if Voldemort had come back to life.

Harry raised his head from his pillow and said quietly, "I'm fine."

"You lied to ghosts!" The collective roared.

"...I'm really fine." It's just that I just found out that I had a crush on someone and then fell out of love directly, looking at everyone with green eyes, a little helpless.

"Really?"

"Really." Harry threw away the pillow and stood up, scratched his hair and said, "I'm going to take a shower first, and I'll review with you later, Hermione." After finishing speaking, he walked to the dormitory, leaving The people who stared at each other with big eyes.

"Very problematic."

"Yes, it appears Headmaster Dumbledore must be informed.'

"Harry actually said he would study with us obediently, Merlin, he must be very sick!"

At the moment, Potter, who was in the bathroom without taking off his clothes, just sat on the ponytail and was lost in thought, the thoughts in his heart burning like fire.

He's in love with Draco Malfoy!

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