[HP] Dali's Bread

The matter temporarily came to an end with the escape of Dali Dursley.For the next few days, she tried to avoid Harry as much as possible. After Slytherin's victory over Ravenclaw, Harry threw himself into the intensive Quidditch training, and the matter was forgotten.

The weather is slowly starting to warm up, but Chuchun is still reluctant to let everyone take off their sweaters.Dali came to the library to study with a bag of candies.She couldn't help but be moved by her learning spirit, because she swore that she would definitely give Slytherin more points in the next Defense Against the Dark Arts class (in the new semester, she was finally added five points by Professor Lupine in the class).She took one candy after another from her pocket and stuffed it into her mouth until the candy would leak out if she opened her mouth to speak.But after a while, the chair next to him was pulled away, and a gentle smell of soap locust invaded his nostrils, his profile gradually became clear, his pale golden hair made him shine, and his grayish blue eyes swept across hers With long hair, the mouth that was pursed into a line softened a little.

"I asked you to write it last time." He glanced at her parchment, frowned, and said, "Isn't the homework done yet?" She thought for a long time before she decided to tell him the spell she came across, but Malfoy didn't laugh at him, but asked her to think about it and write down the spell as much as possible.

Dali glared at him with puffed cheeks, then took out another piece of parchment from her school bag and handed it to him.

"Oh? You actually wrote it all out." Malfoy's tone was a little surprised, "How long have you been checking it?" She pointed to her eyes expressionlessly, and a faint layer of eyes had already appeared under her eyelids. shadow.Malfoy nodded in satisfaction, and stroked her hair.

She lowered her head and continued to write the thesis, and a thin voice came from her ear, "Do you know this? Ancient runes, have you learned it?" She shook her head, "It's the first time I know you have such a good memory."

Dali gave him a blank look, took out another piece of scratch paper and wrote: This is impressive, and I promise it's right.

"Dreams are indeed a kind of mysterious magic." Draco agreed for the first time, "Why don't you talk, who fed you the dumb potion?"

Dali pointed to her cheeks, her mouth was now stuffed with candy, Malfoy felt as if there was a giant golden bear sitting next to him, which made him want to play tricks, seeing her furious reaction, anyway, how could he In this way, she almost dare not fight back, and the worst thing is to hear her cry and say "don't bully me" or "what are you doing" these harmless words.Thinking of this, he felt bored again.He looked at Dursley again. In fact, she still looked good when she was studying seriously, but she didn't know where her heart was.Unlike him, her hair is as yellow as ears of wheat, curled and softly draped over her back, a few disobedient strands scattered down to cover half of her face, and a few strands are entangled with the coarse hairs on the quill pen , the exposed part of her profile face was sparsely dotted with a few freckles, and the skin under the sun was white and red, but it was more vivid.When he came back to his senses, he had already reached out and wrapped her dishonest strands of hair behind her ears.

How could Dali not notice it? She stared blankly at him, and he was also slightly stunned, keeping his hand behind her ear, because he felt that the girl in front of him was like a ripe and just ripe Apple, her face is so red that it is about to bleed. Although she also has blue eyes, they are like a piece of sea water. The girl seems to be drifting in the sea, waiting for the passing ships to salvage her ashore. She seems to be dying. Someone needs to save her, hug her and give her warmth, breath, and kisses.

He has to save her, after all, he is the only one who can see the dying girl, isn't he?

"Draco..." It was probably the first time in Dali's life that she called someone's name so carefully. She didn't know that she could make such a fragile and fragile voice.

The girl asked him for help, and he even thought that it was not a real human girl, but a siren who lured and waited for him to fall into a trap, and there must be a fish tail under her robe.He was only two hands away from her, and he could almost count how many annoying freckles she had.

"Dursley." His voice was hoarse, as if it took a lot of determination to speak, "You—"

"Are you fat?"

At that moment, all the girls, sirens, travelers, ships, and the sea disappeared, and what Malfoy saw was a little pig rushing towards him angrily in the wheat field.

"Malfoy! What are you doing!" She covered her ears and almost jumped up from the chair, most likely because his hand touched her earlobe inadvertently, and she ignored Mrs. Pince's "It's you again!" Miss Dursley! Let's see if I let you into the library next time!", gave Malfoy a hard look, and ran out of the library.Before Malfoy's lips even curled up, he let out a monosyllabic sneer, and look, he'd already guessed what she was going to say.He felt that he was also a little ridiculous, maybe he was really bewitched by some kind of hallucination.

In less than a minute, she ran back again and quickly packed her textbooks. She was about to run out again before her schoolbag was fully backed.

Malfoy quickly grabbed one of her schoolbag straps, and he was still sitting on the chair. He helped Dali unzip her schoolbag while teasing her: "What's the matter, are you angry? You won't be really caught by me It's right? It's okay, it's not like you haven't gained weight before, and I—" Hearing an "ouch", Malfoy was hit hard by Dali's schoolbag containing several thick books.

"You—" Malfoy was about to get angry, but he saw Dali's misty blue eyes gouging him out, grabbed the parchment with rune spells on it and ran out again.

"Don't take this away!" He chased after her, watching her tear it up and throw it into the stove in the library, thinking that she would be able to obediently write another one for herself in a few days, this threat is not worth mentioning.

He followed her, watching her go down the stairs and through the corridor, whether he wanted to tell her that she wasn't actually fat, and the back view was quite pleasing to the eye.

What was she doing at the Quidditch pitch now?It wasn't Slytherin training time.

Dali rubbed her still teary eyes. She felt stupid and ashamed of her expectations. She looked up to find Harry. He could train five times a week now. It would be impossible to find him on the Quidditch pitch. wrong.

"Harry! Harry!" Now Harry's broom is the spare old comet in the team, flying very slowly and wobbly, he was a little surprised when he heard Dali's voice, but he quickly landed beside her.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"I'll help you!" she said firmly, and Harry was a little confused. "What?"

"Hagrid's hearing, Buckbeak's case!" Harry was a little ashamed, because he was busy with training and almost forgot about these things, so he quickly covered up: "That's great, Dali. Buckbeak is also a poor Guy, we can't let Malfoy get away with it—anyway, great Darley, thank you."

"Yeah, to hell with Malfoy!" Darley wanted to crush him when he said his last name.

She said goodbye to Harry and walked out of the field, and she saw that the man she had just scolded was betting on him outside the field.

"What did you tell him?" He leaned against a tree with his arms folded.

"You don't care." After finishing speaking, he hurriedly grabbed her and refused to let her go. "Okay, I guess, is it a big thing? You don't want to use this to get revenge on me, do you? Do you think you can pull it off?"

"So what?" Dali gave him a middle finger, "It doesn't matter if you succeed or not, you're disgusting enough!"

"I didn't expect you to have such sharp teeth and sharp mouth now, you are betraying!" He seemed to be in a hurry, and his hands unconsciously exerted force.

"Who did I betray? What do we have to do with each other? You won't use the academy to suppress me, will you? Let me tell you! No one can control me!" Daly groaned in pain, and Malfoy let go of her hand. Rubbing his wrist, which had already left an obvious ferocious red mark, his eyebrows almost stood up.

"I warn you, Draco Malfoy, don't get so close to me, I'll beat you!"

The author has something to say:

Mrs. Pince: Libraries are not for romance, thank you.

While writing, I revisited the original text, thinking that if he wasn't handsome, I would really be mad at him.

When Hermione hit him, he actually said a word from the beginning to the end! ! !so funny! !The word is - withdrawal.

Draco: Where's my lick dog?Such a big one, it was still here just now.

Dali: As a quality licking dog, he will naturally lick when he wants to, and get out of here if he doesn't want to.

Actually, I wanted to write that Draco was sitting next to Dali like a female ticket/Uncle Chang hhh

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