[HP] Dali's Bread

A bad news.

Because Aunt Marge fell ill suddenly, Mom and Dad had to take care of her.

She won't be home for Christmas.

While people were scrambling to reserve seats on the Hogwarts Express, Dali fretfully crumpled up the letter from the owl.

In other words, she can't unwrap as many presents as last year!After all, they can't send it here at all!

Fortunately, they promised to give Dali some pocket money for her to arrange for herself. In order to manage the relationship with her classmates, she had to use some of it to buy gifts for some people, but this time she can keep some, which Dali is still very satisfied with. .

Orders for gifts for Pansy and Daphne have been tied to the owl's legs.She thought for a moment, then filled out another order form—for Harry.

After a while, she gave an annoyed "Oh" and filled out the third order, so that the common owl next to her was already very impatient, and she might bite someone if she waited another minute.

Later she found out that Malfoy also chose to stay in school, and the two walls behind him may have seen Malfoy's choice to stay.This is very good, she can use this time to say a few words to Malfoy and get to know each other better.At the same time, Harry and his friends did not go home.

The few students sat at the table enjoying the Christmas dinner, and she vowed to eat another... three creme brulee and return to the common room to see if there were any late gifts today.

She made her way down the stairs, and in a moment saw Crabbe and Goyle scrambling about.

"What are you doing here?"

"Thank goodness, Dali." Goyle seemed very happy to see her, "We...um...lost."

"get lost?"

"You are here," Malfoy suddenly flashed out of a room, looked at them with raised eyebrows, and said in a drawn-out tone, "Have you two been eating and drinking in the auditorium? Now you are studying with Dursley again." Where do you go to find food? Can’t you have any other thoughts in your mind? I’ve been looking for you, come here quickly, I want to show you something very interesting.”

Malfoy glanced at Goyle and Braque with his chin raised, and looked Dali up and down. This made Dali feel very uncomfortable, even his scalp was numb, and his stomach was churning. She met Malfoy's gray-blue Luckily, she left immediately, otherwise she felt like throwing up.

She didn't know why.

With her head down and sullen, she followed them back to the common room.

The Slytherin common room was a long, low basement room with walls and ceiling of rough stone, from which round, glowing green lamps hung on chains.In front of them a fire was crackling under a beautifully carved mantelpiece, and beside it stood a Slytherin Christmas tree - green woolen socks, bright silver ribbons, etc.

Below were some unclaimed presents, almost all of which Daly had ordered since most of the students were out of school.

She slowly picked up some that were sitting away from the boys and unwrapped them.

This is the beauty mirror, you can see the effect of ten times your own beauty.She looked at herself in the mirror, and had to say that the beauty was a bit exaggerated, making her chin into an awl.

She started to grow up, and she also clarified her own aesthetics. She is indeed going to start to lose weight, but there is no need to be so exaggerated.

"Dursley, do you remember what Creevey said?" Suddenly, Malfoy asked her a question.

"What?" She looked at him, who beckoned her over lazily.But Dali decided to ignore him, because he really made her sad just now-although Pansy and Daphne also liked to ridicule her appearance, it was really a shameful thing to be looked at by a boy with contempt, not to mention She seemed a little repulsed by him.

Let's think about how to build a relationship with Malfoy next time.

Malfoy saw that she ignored him, and he didn't continue to attack him. He always thought that Dursley and his two stupid servants were the same kind of people, and they were both slow to respond.

"Oh, so—" he went on, still posing for the camera, "Potter, can I take a picture of you? Potter, can I get your autograph? I can lick Lick your shoes? Please, Potter."

Dali didn't get along very well with Malfoy today, and even his sarcasm about Harry found it vicious and boring.She put the magic mirror aside and continued with her second order.

When she got to the fifth or sixth, it was the memory ball she wanted.To tell you the truth, she'd been wanting that remembrall that first-year Malfoy had snatched for a long time, but the family wasn't very willing to buy her something other than magic.

When she picked it up, her hands were warmed by the stove, but the memory ball was indeed cold. When she pressed it lightly, the memory ball glowed red, and Dali must have forgotten something.

"Do you know that the redder the red light, the more important things you have forgotten?" Malfoy didn't know when he came to her. Sitting comfortably on the wide, soft handle, the body sinks deep in the middle.He played with the beauty mirror she had put aside before, and marveled at himself in the mirror, "Is this what you girls like?" (Of course not! Dali exclaimed at the same time) and Crabbe and Goyle were gone.

He dragged his tone, put the magic mirror aside, got up instead, and took the memory ball from her hand.

Her eyes hissed slightly, watching the remembrall start to turn red after Malfoy took over.

"Did you know that the redder the red light, the more important the forgotten thing?" She said slowly, imitating Malfoy's tone.

Malfoy was a bit furious like a cat that stepped on its tail (but the hair gel on his head didn't make him furious), but he suddenly felt something that made him unusual. He froze at first, then thought Impossibly shaking his head, his pale face flushed with resentment.

"Oh, it's impossible." He said secretly.

"What's wrong with you?" Dali asked cautiously.

He switched to the other hand to hold the memory ball, stared at the palm of the original hand, and then continued talking to Dali.

"Give me this memory ball."

This thing is fourteen Galleons.Dali thought bitterly.

Why are you so interested in memory balls? In the first grade, you insisted on Jonaway's memory balls.I really doubt the true financial strength of the Malfoy family.

Perhaps seeing Dali's hesitation, Malfoy quickly added: "We can exchange!"

"That depends on what you change." Dali will not miss this good opportunity.

"Wait! I have a lot of good things!" He ran back to the dormitory, and came back with a bunch of things in his arms after a while.

Panoscopes, moonscopes, and even a lunar globe - and a bunch of jewelry!

Well, I believe your family has deep pockets.

The young master had such a beating expression that my family had a lot of these things, but he didn't want to buy memory balls by himself.

In the end, Dali opened her eyes and chose a jewelry bracelet inlaid with large gemstones. In the middle of the bracelet was a long bright silver snake clinging to a green gemstone, which matched their college very well.Malfoy agreed without thinking.

"You have really bad taste. This is the least valuable of them all." He threw the memory ball into the sky and caught it again, and said casually, "Sometimes the younger ones are more likable."

As he spoke, he fulfilled his theory of love, took out his wand and cast a shrinking spell on the memory ball, so that the memory ball could just hang on his own bracelet—that bracelet was indeed much prettier than the one Daryl chose, the green one was rare The precious stones fell into a circle inlaid with diamonds, and they were neatly arranged one by one, with shapes ranging from crescent to full moon, shining shimmeringly, and next to the memory ball was a crooked ornament—a letter D .

The writing of this D is abstract enough that only children can write such fonts.Dali thought that this was probably the beginning of his own name that Malfoy wrote when he was a child, and the family took it as a souvenir.

"But I want to make sure again." He suddenly grabbed Dali's hand, and immediately let go. He looked at his palm again, and felt that he had talked too much with a half-breed today, so take something good. Leave a perfunctory Merry Christmas and leave.

Dali didn't actually say anything. The moment Malfoy met her, her mind seemed like a pot of potion being brewed. It was stirred clockwise and counterclockwise a few times, as if something Pull her brains out again—she must have eaten too much, she thought sleepily.

"Merry Christmas, Malfoy."

I don't know if he heard it or not.

The author has something to say:

I started to add a few lines for self-embedding.

Minor repair, in fact, not much repair.

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Flash: May I ask what it was like for Baby Dada to meet Draco's eyes for the first time?

Dali: u1s1, want to throw up.

Draco:?