[HP] A Brief History of Time

Finally Pansy gritted his teeth and took a step back.With an embarrassed expression on her face, she took another look at Virginia and hid in the shadow of the corridor.

"When you come back, Draco, we must have a good talk." Her voice was soft and low, "Please."

Draco was noncommittal, tightened his grip on Virginia's hand, and quickened his pace.

Draco didn't stop until he reached the marble stairs.

Virginia withdrew her hand, with a somewhat uncomfortable expression on her face.Draco's eyes fell on her shoulder - still so young.She would never know how urgent it was to protect her.

Draco could already guess what she wanted to ask, he sighed softly, "Don't believe those rumors, everything will be fine. Will, go home for Christmas. I'll take you to the train tomorrow."

Virginia was a little embarrassed, and said hesitantly, "I'm not going home." She felt that Draco's blue eyes had a kind of insightful insight, and she turned her head, looking a little stubborn and embarrassed, but her voice was pitiful Means, "I don't know where my new home is."

Draco took a deep breath to calm his sudden anger at what Mrs. Conway had done, and he was silent for a moment, "I'll send you back first."

Virginia grabbed the corner of his school robe with her backhand, "You know what happened in school, right?"

Draco had a palpable exhaustion on his face.He forced himself to go back to the shameful, horrifying past in order to hold onto what he wanted.He thought he had taken an important step, but the twisted fate mercilessly mocked his powerlessness.

He thought about the past few days, trying to figure out whether the diary was still in the hands of Ginny Weasley, but to no avail.The childish first grader is sane and still has a shy crush on the Saviour.He also tried to find the suspected mentally ill person among everyone-this is undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack.In fact, even if he found it, so what?But apart from doing these things, he had no way to soothe his trembling anxiety.

"Fate is unknown, Vill."

For a moment, Virginia felt that Draco was very different.Sharpness and self-confidence seemed to have been taken away from him, leaving his pretty face without energy.

Walking to the door of Hufflepuff's bedroom, the two of them were silent all the way.

Draco returned to the common room, ignoring Pansy who was waiting on the sofa, and rushed back to the bedroom.

"Brace, can you bring Virginia home for Christmas?"

Blaise was taken aback, "Isn't she going back to her house? I was going to write to invite her during the holidays."

Draco frowned, considering for a moment whether Mrs. Zabini or Mrs. Conway was more reliable.He recalled the dream in the hospital wing, and immediately said firmly, "Take her home, Blaise. She can't stay at school for Christmas."

Although Brace was surprised, he quickly sat down at the table and began to write a letter to Mrs. Zabini. He twisted his pen and asked, "Does Pooh agree?"

Draco felt a headache when he thought of the stubbornness hidden under Virginia's soft temper.His voice was weak, "I'll talk to her."

When Virginia was told the news, she was unexpectedly cooperative, and she quickly packed her bags and stood in front of Draco and Blaise.Blaise died in his stomach with a basket of words of persuasion.However, when he saw a girl coming out of Hufflepuff's doorway, wearing a long skirt that was so thin that it would freeze to death, passing behind Virginia pretending to be no one else, he immediately understood.

He coughed twice, "How is your warming spell?"

Virginia gave him a puzzled look, her face was still hot, "...I haven't heard of this spell yet."

Blaise didn't feel at all how weak Virginia was in schoolwork. He raised his eyes and turned his head to whisper to Draco, "That girl is a first-year freshman. Although I think my charm is greater than yours A little, but I think I owe you all the credit for Virginia's willingness to come to my house so readily."

Draco ignored him, and stretched out his hand to take the small suitcase from Virginia's hand, "I'll take the later bus to Zabini Manor."

Virginia heard the unusualness in his words, and gave him a worried look.

Draco smiled at her.

Blaise has been observing the girl whose steps are slower than a snail with great interest.He rubbed his chin, not listening to Draco and Virginia whispering.But he clearly noticed that while the girl was shivering from the cold, her ears were pricked up.

"Pooh, do you want to tell your roommate that it's still winter outside?"

Virginia turned her head slowly, only to see Kelsey glaring at herself in embarrassment, and fled back to the bedroom, her tie-dyed long beach-style dress was even stuck outside the door.

The three looked at the corner of the skirt in silence for a while and struggled to retract into the crack of the door before Virginia took a serious look at Blaise, "You are so bad."

She took a closer look at the handsome eyebrows that Blaise and Draco could see, and suddenly seemed to understand why Kelsey was targeting her everywhere.

The time was tight, and Virginia and Blaise climbed onto the train 1 minute before the train started.

Lettice poked his head out of a box in surprise, saving them from knocking on the door with their luggage.

"I thought you weren't going back!" Lettice said, "I thought you and Kelsey were the only ones left in the dormitory. I don't know how many conflicts there will be! I'm worried that you will suffer!"

Blaise asked very familiarly, "Who is Kelsey? Did she treat Pooh badly? Is she the tall girl with bleached skin and brown hair?"

Lettice replied, "Yeah, that's right!"

Blaise immediately said triumphantly, "I know, some people do things jealously, she must have a special sense of superiority!"

Lettice agreed with him more and more pleasantly.

Then the two joined forces to say a lot about Kelsey's character.

Virginia sat back calmly and looked at Blaise.As soon as he entered the box, the first thing he did was to take off his school robe.He was wearing a long beige coat outside, and the red sweater collar on the inside reached his chin high.

Good-looking is good-looking, Virginia thought awkwardly, why do you think he is a bit girly?Look at how excited he was to gossip with Lettice.

"So I said, she must like Malfoy." The two finally concluded Kelsey's behavior.

Virginia came back to her senses, and was confused by Lettice's meaningful glance.Just as he was about to ask, Blaise had already leaned over with a smile on his face, and stretched out his arms to wrap Virginia's shoulders contentedly - it felt so good without Draco by his side.

So Virginia smelled a fragrant beauty water again, and her thinking returned to Blaise's female characteristics.

It is impossible to say that Virginia was not full of apprehension about seeing her aunt.But when she saw the woman who came to pick them up, she forgot all about her uneasiness.A woman who was too beautiful stood in the crowd so dazzlingly that she set off all the people around her as the background.

Mrs. Zabini, with black hair and flaming red lips, stepped on thin and pointed high heels and walked towards the two of them, with a kind smile on her face that did not match her cold makeup.She hugged Blaise passionately, then turned and extended her arms to Virginia.

Virginia smelled a far stronger fragrance than Blaise's body, and she also felt that the temperature of this hug was actually not as warm as expected.

"Virginia," she pronounced the name unfamiliarly, "I am your aunt, you can also call me Hermione."

"Aunt Hermione."

"Let's go back. It's terribly cold in this weather," she opened the long-handled umbrella she was holding. "Come on, dear."

Blaise said dissatisfiedly, "I thought there would be a carriage."

"A blizzard has begun! Portkeys are much faster than carriages." Mrs. Zabini's voice was intimate and gentle.

Virginia looked at her, suddenly thinking of Mrs. Conway very much, and began to regret her quarrel with her.

Zabini Manor is far more luxurious than Jasmine Manor.

Virginia stood helplessly in the center of the hall, holding Blaise on her shoulders, and said cheerfully, "Dear Mrs. Zabini, Pooh looks like you!"

Mrs. Zabini threw the silver fox fur coat she had taken off on the sofa, walked up to Virginia, stretched out her fingers painted with royal blue nail polish to pinch her chin, and pinched her face.Her tone of voice to Blaise is also cheerful, "Not so much."

"How come?" Blaise seemed a little strange.

He will have to take a closer look.Mrs. Zabini has easily changed the subject, "Do you want to eat coconut cake?"

Virginia stared at her slender waist outlined by the close-fitting blue dress, and suddenly realized that this beautiful lady did not like her so-called niece.

She sat quietly on the sofa, although she was frustrated by this discovery and a little bit hurt.She thought of her mother's letter, and regretted her anger more and more.

Despite her emotional indifference, Mrs. Zabini did not treat her one iota less, the Chinese food was well prepared, and the room was nicely and comfortably furnished.

After dinner, Virginia climbed into the big bed on the pretext of being too tired.She buried her face in the pillow and inevitably shed a few tears.

The firewood in the fireplace was crackling and burning, Blaise called Virginia's name softly outside the door, but she ignored it on a deaf ear.

Be sure to write a letter to your mother.Virginia fell into sleep involuntarily.