[HP] Dali's Bread

"I should have gone and bought some of Weasley's Wonder Candy, too." Sitting across the room was Millicent Birds, Dally's roommate.She is a stocky and fierce girl.She chomped down on the chocolate frog and mumbled.

"You wanted to buy it, but you hesitated too long, and then those candies were banned." This is what Luna told her.But Dali didn't tell her that even if she bought it, she could only be restored to its original state by Madam Pomfrey, she was an exception.Of course it is a very lucky exception.

"Hmph, who cares about that kind of rubbish!" She looked indifferent, "It's so boring, why don't you come and count how your luck is today? I'm going to take a divination class this year, so I should preview it in advance."

The Hogwarts Express was heading north steadily, the scenery outside the window was getting more and more wild, the clouds in the sky were getting thicker, and it was about to rain.

"If I were you, I wouldn't read books like this."

Dali put down the "Book of the Dead", which had already predicted No. 80 possible ways of death for her roommate Millicent this afternoon, and even one of them was kissed to death by a dementor.

She raised her eyes to look for the owner of that sentence, and someone came and opened the door of the carriage, and sat next to her naturally, the strange masculine breath filled the small carriage intentionally or unintentionally, this may be something small Magic masculine fragrance that smells like vanilla mixed with... a musty smell?The taste of men in the wizarding world can always be incredible.

"This book is full of death, which is scary. Can I sit down for a while?" Although it was a question, he had already made it to Dali's side.

"Drian Pussey." He stretched out his hand to Dali, and Dali thought it was just a handshake, so he extended it too, but he took her hand lightly and kissed the back of her hand.Dali has a little impression of him - Daphne likes to take stock of some handsome guys in this hospital, and this Pussy happens to be on her list. If there is no accident, she remembers that he is now in the fifth grade.

"Uh——" Millicent was so disgusted that he stuck out his tongue exaggeratedly and retched, and got up and left without saying a word.

Following Millicent's vision, Daly noticed Crabbe and Goyle passing by in the hallway, making their little leader even thinner and paler.

At this time, the sparse raindrops slapped on the car window, and the contours of the continuous hills outside the window began to blur, and the fast driving seemed to make them connect into waves.

"What grade are you in? I don't seem to have any impression before." This kind of dull expression with a blank face after searching in my mind and finding nothing came back.

"Third year, Slytherin." Unexpectedly, I'm from the same house as you!

"Oh, well! I'm being presumptuous, but you're so cute, Dursley, I sincerely hope to be friends with you." He moved closer.To be honest, Dali can't refuse other people's flattery, especially when she praises you for looking good. How can a girl not like compliments?Besides, the other party is still a handsome young man, so she doesn't mind having a little more chat.

"Do you enjoy watching Quidditch matches?"

"Not really." Before in Diagon Alley, Harry had to look at the newly produced Firebolt/Arrow every day, so he almost licked it through the window.She, on the other hand, has little interest and thinks Quidditch is too dangerous.

Well, Dali really wanted to choke herself to death to prevent the embarrassment caused by this level of chat from continuing to spread, so she could only change her words: But from now on I can also be interested!

"Then I think, after school starts..." Before Sepp finished speaking, the train seemed to slow down, the sound of the rain became more and more obvious, and it was hitting the glass quickly and violently, and the scenery outside had completely disappeared. Covered by a layer of gray, the lights in the hallway were turned on at the same time, but it was still so dark.

"...you can come and see me for training. I'm a Chaser for the Slytherin Quidditch team." He also looked around, wondering, "It shouldn't be so soon."

The train jerked to a halt, and there was a distant bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang bang, bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang, that meant the luggage had fallen off the shelf.Then, all the lights went out suddenly, and they were plunged into complete darkness.

"What happened?" Dali couldn't see anything clearly, Pussy groped to the door of the carriage to comfort her and said, "Stay here and don't move, I'll ask the driver."

After speaking, Dali heard the sound of the door being opened, and then the sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

Silence can make people's fear multiply rapidly, which is very difficult.Didn't she know how long Sipp had been gone, five minutes?Maybe a century.But the train still didn't move, she fidgeted, what about the others?Why is there no sound at all?

She couldn't sit still anymore, and decided to get up, took out her wand, "Luminescence flashes." But the light was too shaky, as if it could be swallowed up by darkness at any time, she barely tried the doorknob and walked out.

It was only September, but she felt cold, as if a ghost had penetrated her body.The entire Hogwarts Express was like a train of ghost trains. She walked slowly half-step half-step, thinking: What if I really got on the wrong train?And if it's all her hallucinations, she never went to Hogwarts, she has no magic at all, maybe she is dreaming?Or maybe she died when she was 11?

All kinds of messy scenes filled her brain, and she listed every prophecy in the "Book of the Dead" one by one, as if she was drowning in the sea of ​​fear, and she was struggling.

Finally, after she didn't know how many steps she took, she finally heard the sound of light footsteps, and the sound of the leather shoes hitting the ground was getting closer and closer. Although it was very slow, she became more and more panicked.She raised her wand to get a better look at the man, but to no avail.Every cell in her seemed to be clamoring, her hair trembling. "Who? Who are you?" She cried.The man's footsteps stopped again, and then he quickened his pace, "It's me..." Before he could finish speaking, they collided, Dali couldn't take it anymore, she finally let go Her volume—

"Merlin's—"

"FUCK!!!"

Everything happened at the same time, the collision between the two, Dali's swear words, the wailing of the visitor, and Dali's violent punch.

And immediately, the man fell backwards, and grabbed Dali's hand holding the wand, causing Dali to also fall on top of him. Although it didn't hurt, the person below was too thin, which made her feel very硌.

"Help! Help, don't grab me!" Dali yelled, but she couldn't break free. She felt that this man was obviously very thin, but his strength was too great.

"Damn—you idiot! Stop screaming!" The man covered Dali's mouth, and she could only whine, "It's me! I'm Malfoy! Damn it! Stop screaming!" !"

It was the first time that Dali was so pleasantly surprised when she heard this name, and she was even moved. She wanted to say yes, asked him why you are here, and there were many, many questions she wanted to ask, but she Her mouth was covered, and she could only make a whimpering sound.Maybe it was the cold touch dripping on the back of Malfoy's hand, and he let go.Dali felt someone cupping her cheeks with both hands, rubbing her face carelessly and brutally with their fingertips.

All of a sudden, Dali's five senses seemed to return to her body, the sound of heartbeat, the sound of rain, and the sound of steam.

"Okay! Don't cry anymore! Damn you can cry so much!" Malfoy spoke fiercely, but Dali felt that as long as Malfoy didn't leave her here alone, he didn't care what he said. "It's disgusting, my hands are either your tears or your saliva..." He wiped her with his cuff again and pulled her up from the ground.

"Go, go back to the carriage." He grabbed her, and found something strange again, his hand... seemed to emit a faint soft light, he frowned, somehow, he had The awareness made him feel that he should hold her hand, so he did, and the light seemed to be a little brighter, small, and so obvious to his eyes.

"Sure enough, there is something wrong." He tugged at her hand, and returned to that slow, drawn-out tone: "Do you know something? About this light." And Dali also used the other hand Wiping her tears, she sobbed and hiccupped, not paying attention to what Malfoy said.

"What?" She hiccupped again.

"Forget it, wait until school." He could imagine her stupid look, and he pulled her back, "Go back to the carriage first."

"Luminescent flashes." The three lights of the two of them were just enough to make them see the way ahead.

"But, Malfoy—what is that, hiccup, it can't be... a dementor?" Standing in the doorway, illuminated by light, was a cloaked monster as tall as the roof of a car , its face is completely hidden under the hood.It slid from far to near, and the surroundings became colder, and even a layer of frost formed on the glass.

Daly felt a stomach acid, followed by a thunderclap, and a hand emerged from the dementor's cloak, the hand shimmering, gray and thin and scabbed, like something dead and blistered. rotted in the water.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?"

"Oh! Who are you?!" The people in the carriage were hit by them.

"There are dementors!" Dali exclaimed.

"Hey! Darley Dursley!" George reacted first, "Wouldn't it be Malfoy here?"

Malfoy was so frightened that he didn't dare to say a word, completely losing his previous posture.

Dali was terrified. She recalled that when she saw the dementor just now, she seemed to see a girl again. There was a lot of blood on her body, and there was also a lot of blood around her... She was not sure, because she was not captured Too much contact with the dementor was just a momentary phantom in his mind.

She huddled in a corner, clutching someone's clothes tightly, feeling a chill passing through her whole body. This chill penetrated her skin, reaching her chest and heart.Another lot of blood... and then her consciousness became more and more blurred.

When she opened her eyes again, she was leaning against the car window, clutching Fred's shirt, probably George.Forget it, whoever you love.

"Dursley, are you okay? The dementor has left." Fred said with a smile.She also noticed that the train was running normally again, and everything was calm again, it was not so dark, and it didn't rain anymore.

"To be honest, it's not good at all." She narrowed her eyes slightly, her face pale.

"Then why not try our new product, Laughing Gum!" George immediately took out a small box from his bag, and began to sell it with ease, "If you are not happy, take one, and you will be bubbling with joy! It's real! Material, never play tricks!"

"If you want to be deducted another two hundred points, then go ahead." Dali immediately refused, and "Don't take anything from the Weasley brothers" was playing in her head.

"Don't be so heartless, Dursley! We'd have graduated long ago by the time you can deduct points from us!" George took out his wand and performed a clean-up on Dali's face. Keep dragging Fred, if someone else sees it, Gryffindor will say that Fred has abandoned the third graders all the time!"

"Well, thank you then?" Dali was still not happy, "Where's Malfoy?"

"He's gone long ago. Are you dating him? I don't think he's a good guy. I thought he was going to take you away. Who would have thought he'd be so scared—'I'll tell my dad—'" George Put away his little box, and winked at Dali, "If you think about Fred, he still won't leave you alone."

"Yes, come on! Your Royal Highness!" Fred followed the trend, took Dali's hand and bowed, "I think I'm your better choice!" Then the two laughed together.

Although Dali didn't know what was so funny, she felt much better anyway. She said goodbye to the twins and prepared to go back to her compartment.

The train she was on had a lot of Slytherins, so she saw Malfoy naturally.He's performing with other people—

"You know what? Potter, who else could it be? He just passed out!" He collapsed on top of his follower in a super exaggerated manner, still looking quite cuddly, "Oh! Dementor—— Don't—don't come—please!"

Aside from the fact that his hair was a little messed up, she couldn't match up with the Malfoy she'd met before.

"So you're here." Someone patted her on the shoulder, and she turned to him. It was Derian Sepp, whose black hair was short and curly.

"I went to your compartment just now, and I couldn't find you." He smiled, "I'm sorry, but I heard that there are dementors after I went out, so I can't go back."

"It's okay." Dali nodded, she almost forgot about it.

"What's wrong with your eyes?" He noticed that her eyes were a little swollen (George: they're like goldfish, actually!).

"I accidentally dripped the beauty potion into my eyes just now." Dali rubbed her eyes, and decided to fool around casually.

"Well, you have to be careful. And, this weekend's Quidditch practice, can you come?"

"Maybe, almost?" Dali is actually not interested in Quidditch, but there are handsome guys, just looking at handsome guys is great.If she hadn't slept.

"Then I'll let you know the specific time on Friday." He looked happy, his eyebrows stretched, not so serious.He kissed the back of Dali's hand again, and left.

She turned around, and saw the light-haired boy not far away looking at her with contemptuous eyes, while clapping his hands slowly.

"That's right, Dursley." He raised his chin haughtily, with malice in his eyes, and said slowly, "Crying always seduces men, right?" He probably thought that her rubbing her eyes just now was She wiped away a few more tears, but there was no need for Dali to explain to him, she was irritated by the huge contrast of his villainous appearance, and lost her temper.

"Fuck off Malfoy! If you don't want another punch!"

Malfoy clutched his chest subconsciously.