HP Hermione's Phoenix

As night fell, the fluttering snow finally stopped.

When the lights first came on, the red makeup of the entire castle was reflected in the snow all over the ground, and there was no star or moon in the night sky, and there was a more and more indifferent beauty feeling that the sky and the earth were eclipsed.

The students can't wait.However, no one was making any noise at this moment, everyone was standing quietly in the shadow of the corridor, holding the hand of their partner and talking in a low voice, as if they were afraid of ruining the glamor of this icy and snowy red candle, and as if they were afraid of ruining the makeup on their faces——

Filch waited for a long time.He is wearing a tuxedo which is rare today, like an old butler from centuries ago. He turned around solemnly when the clock struck seven o'clock, and opened the oak door of the auditorium with a cane——

Crash.

The warriors go first, and everyone gets out of the way to see who is the first to go——Fleur and Ravenclaw's captain Davis are a good pair, both of them have light-colored hair and light hair. With dark skin and tall stature, Hibiscus's long silver hair was braided by laurel-like jewelry, like an elf goddess, she walked in proudly, and there were exclamations from all around.

So -- what about the next pair of Warriors?

People waited for a while, and suddenly found that there seemed to be hot air surging under their feet.Looking back, Krum and Hermione are from another corridor. Hermione is wearing a huge fiery red dress, which can move automatically without wind. When stepping on the snow, people can see her little ankles exposed under her skirt for a while, but Flash, crystal clear...

"Krum hasn't shown up for half a month, right?"

"Yeah, for the first time since he lost the Ballon d'Or—"

"He still looks gloomy..."

People were whispering, but Hermione glanced at the dance partner next to him calmly, looked at his dazed expression, and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

Krum's expression flickered for a moment: "Ugh—"

"Then let's go in." She lowered her heavy eyes, stepped on the snow-colored steps and passed in front of everyone.At this moment, everyone exclaimed again—what kind of red dress is that? Rolling it up casually, it further highlights her starry eyes and sword eyebrows, icy muscles and fine bones...

She didn't turn her head, but she knew who was staring at her from behind, and she couldn't help but sigh slightly...

——"Harry! Harry is here!" Suddenly someone screamed, this is the highlight, the youngest warrior, his dance partner has been a mystery for nearly a month...

Harry came from the middle of the road, his dragon leather riding boots stepped on the deep snow, almost one foot was deep and the other was shallow... However, his expression was very unnatural, because of various reasons——

He was dragging a girl with a complicated skirt, dressed like a British princess in the old century.Everyone stood on tiptoe, held the terminal high, and stared at her desperately—crack!Snapped!Snapped!Click click click click!The flashing lights have never stopped. People are looking at the girl's side face. She is dressed so classically, but her hairstyle is super fashionable and cute. The short fluffy golden hair wraps her face, and a flower stuck on the side of her head is very eye-catching. huge roses, like Japanese dolls...

"Harry! Can I say a word now?"

"Harry! Who's your partner?"

"Can you hold your head up so we can see?" Someone blew a whistle.

But Harry's expression stiffened visibly.Then everyone saw that his blonde dance partner suddenly pulled out a small French-style lace fan fluently—she was still wearing long gloves, and this set of lace dress and lace gloves was almost complete for a costume drama— There was a sound of the cloth covering, and the girl lowered her head shyly like an ancient princess, half of her face was covered by the fan, her posture was simply the ultimate lady...

"Hey!" The crowd suddenly let out a loud dissatisfaction.

"Okay... let's go in." Harry whispered stiffly, and walked into the auditorium holding the girl's hand.

Standing at the edge of the crowd, Ron murmured in surprise, "Couldn't it be Myrtle..."

The crowd didn't give up, and there was a lot of ding ding ding at the scene. Everyone called up Harry's personal homepage on the terminal, and was disappointed again to find that his name in the column of "Prom Partner" was blurred and could not be seen clearly. ...

The dance has officially begun.People filed in, still staring at Harry's partner without giving up.

— "Who the hell is she? How did she win Harry's heart?"

——“I sent him a hundred prom invitations in a row—”

——"That hairstyle is so cute! I want to cut my hair short too..."

——"Why can't the terminal display the girl's name? Has no one asked Hermione..."

——"Speaking of which, Hermione is so beautiful today, that red dress..."

——"The three women are all good, but the man's spirit is a bit weak..."

——"Davis looks so weak..."

——"Why does Harry have such a bad expression? Isn't he satisfied with such a lovely dance partner——"

——"Krum is it! Has he not recovered from the Golden Globe loss yet?"

Curious, approving, or malicious eyes kept hitting the three pairs of warriors.In front of the rostrum, Ms. Margaret was radiant, Gellert folded his arms and smirked, Crouch also came, and there were many teachers, including the Black brothers with different expressions-Dumbledore looked solemn and light. With a light wave of his hand, the prelude to the music began.

The melodious waltz sounded, and Harry turned his body hesitantly, with countless unreal feelings flashing in his head——

"Kick up! Kick up! Don't step on me—oh!"

"I'm sorry, Draco..."

"Don't call me by my name now!" The blond boy—no, girl, opened those dreamy big eyes, and said angrily: "Do you want others to hear!——"

"I...I don't call..."

"Follow me! You danced wrong again!" A vein popped out of Draco's forehead, he didn't dare to look at the faces of Snape and Brother Black on the edge of the dance floor, let alone other people, he could only angrily Staring at Harry, repeating in my heart "Why did I do such a thing"...

"Oh!" One of them lost his footing and accidentally bumped into Fu Rong and Davis——

"Sorry—" Harry said quickly.

Fu Rong raised her eyebrows, ignored them noblely and coldly, and turned away with an elegant dance.

Hermione was circling quietly - circling - Krum clinging to her hand, so big, but very agile on his feet, they were arguably the best dancing couple - yet his expression remained Very low and in a trance.

She thought about it, and was about to ask, but suddenly saw a black-haired boy standing at the edge of the dance floor, holding Pan Xi's hand, looking at him quietly, with a cool and awe-inspiring expression...

One song ended so quickly, Hermione didn't even feel anything, and it was on to the next song.Fleur and Davis were still dancing. At this moment, many people poured into the dance floor. In the hall, cups and cups were intertwined, and there were many smiles...

Harry stepped off the dance floor cautiously, glanced at his dance partner - he carefully looked at the menu on the table and said, "Uh...do you want pork chop?"

"Idiot!" Draco said angrily.

"..." Harry's face was full of excitement.

However, George ran over with a grin, leaving behind his own brother. The red-haired boy bent down with great interest and asked, "This--cute little blond beauty, Harry, where are you from?" Did you find it?"

"Uh..." Harry began to sweat on his forehead.

Hearing the sound of "wow", Draco shook the fan away angrily, covered half of his face proudly, and only pointed the big rose on his forehead at him.

— "Why, Harry, is your little beauty angry?"

——"Could it be because you did some inexplicable tricks that her name couldn't be displayed on the terminal—"

——“Everyone is curious—”

——"May I know the name of this lovely princess?"

Harry waved his hands desperately: "You...uh, she's a little uncomfortable..."

Waltz began to exchange partners.The leaders of all the colleges entered the dance floor, and the skirts in the arena——

"Hi, you're so beautiful today." Davis grabbed Hermione's hand and put his arms around her waist intentionally.

"Really?" Hermione moved back an inch calmly.

"You know, I've always been interested in you—ah!"

She stomped on him and quickly moved on to the next person.

……

"Hi." Cedric was quite the Hufflepuff prince tonight.And he did dance on behalf of Hufflepuff, with the Ravenclaw belle—

"Hi." Hermione smiled.

"Victor is not very happy today..." Sure enough, although he looks like a prince, he is still a crazy fan in his heart. He said worriedly: "Is it because of the Golden Globes? I really hope he can come out soon... ..."

……

"Good evening." Zabini smiled enigmatically at her.

"Hello." Hermione looked at him calmly.

"..." He stared at her without speaking.

"..." She didn't want to speak either.

……

"Hermione..." Justin Fenriely looked at her sadly: "Do I still have a chance?"

Hermione's hair was full of black lines, and she said nothing.

"I know, of course I and Krum can't be compared..." Soon to be exchanged again, he said quickly: "But I know, we should be the same, shouldn't we—"

……

"Who the hell is Harry's dance partner?" Fred blinked at her quickly. "You must know something..."

"—Isn't it, you don't even say it? Is it really tricky?"

"—Interesting, I'm sure we'll find out tonight..."

"—by the way you are so pretty tonight, our poor little brother is crying with envy looking at Krum..."

……

Finally, it turned to the penultimate melody, and there was no need to change the partner.

The black-haired boy looked at her deeply. He held her between the fingers with one hand, and supported her bare white skin with the other. The coolness and turbulent emotion seemed to invade directly from the fingers to the tendons, and then penetrated into the dantian. , throughout the body——

The light changes on his face.She looked up at him, unknowingly, he has grown so mature, so tall and slender, the tie around his neck has been receded, revealing an inch of taupe-colored skin, obviously once very close, but so far away...

"You..." Amidst the loud music, she looked at him.

"Don't talk." He pressed his forehead against her, and suddenly spoke in a deep voice. The words were so close, that she realized that the heat on his lips was frighteningly hot as soon as he opened his mouth, as if he couldn't control it, and even his soul was trembling...

Huge magical fireworks rose from the starry sky on the ceiling and someone set off the fireworks.In the sound of fireworks at the last moment, she stared at him closely, seeing the emotions flowing in his eyes, she could understand everything, and she also knew that she herself had that kind of cruel and crazy desire...

Kick off, it's the last bar.Fireworks burst into bloom in the starry night above their heads. Amidst warm applause, they quickly separated and returned to their original dance partners.

This is the waltz, how many people you meet on the way, and finally you will return to the original person...

Krum also looked at her deeply. They just performed a somewhat difficult movement and won a burst of applause. Some people talked loudly, and some people snapped pictures. The smell of fireworks was accompanied by loud talking and laughing... …

She walked back to the seat next to Harry and sat quietly, listening to the booming music and the beating of her own heart.

On the opposite seat, Tom also led Pansy back to the Slytherin seat.Through the crowd, he looked over unabashedly... However, no one saw that the hall was so bustling...

"...Hi," Harry said to Krum.

"Hi." Krum looked at him heavily.

Hermione glanced at Draco, and slowly asked in a low voice, "... how are you?"

Draco covered his face with the fan, and turned the other face to the wall, and whispered depressingly, "What else?! It's just terrible!"

"Don't be nervous, I told you to be natural..." Hermione glanced at Sirius, who was laughing, and Regulus, who was looking helpless, on the other side of the rostrum, and said in a low voice, "Look at your sacrifice. It's not entirely useless either... your uncles may be reconciled by it."

"Yeah," Draco said gloomily, "my mother has been looking forward to this day."

She looked at him comfortingly: "Don't you dance?"

"...I can't dance at all! If it wasn't because Harry didn't find a partner—" Draco's hair on his forehead bounced violently.

At this moment, the crowd let out an exclamation.Someone yelled "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"" and then ran frantically towards the elevated stage."

"The appearance fee of the weird sisters is not cheap." Hermione watched from a distance, "Dumbledore is really willing to pay..."

The people in this area suddenly ran away.Seeing this, Harry hurriedly said, "Then... let's go out to get some air." After he finished speaking, he grabbed Draco's hand and ran out the door with his blonde dance partner holding up her skirt.

Hermione smiled and shook her head.

The Weird Sisters sang high-pitched and passionate, and everyone on the dance floor danced with them, except Krum who didn't say a word.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at her with a low and sad look: "I... still haven't won the Golden Globe."

Hermione said lightly, "Oh, what's the matter. Get it next year."

Krum shook his head heavily: "No, I know...it's because of me...Mr. Mustafa is right, it's my own fault. Quidditch is not a game for one person..."

He thought of how many years he had been known as a talented person since he was a child, and he had always stood at the top, but no one had ever known his hesitation—for the first time in his life, he felt so strongly about his competitive philosophy and career direction. With such big doubts, the words Hassan Musta said after the award ceremony seemed to be still echoing in his ears... Everyone said that he was still so young, but he had never been so lost...

He couldn't help but look at Hermione sadly.The lights and music in the whole hall were reflected in her eyes, she looked so beautiful, so quiet, but so far away... He finally understood that such a girl would be like this, he not only enjoyed the relaxation when being with her, but also Will understand that she will never understand him...

"Don't worry about it." Hermione turned her head to look at him, and said softly, "If you are a strong person, you have to come out by yourself."

He froze for a moment, as if his chest had been knocked by a Hong Zhong, and he froze in place. Just for a moment, Tom strode across the crowd, wearing a black tight-fitting suit and tightly drawn trousers. With a dark coat of arms, like King Arthur's High Priest—

"I brought drinks." He looked at them with a smile, and distributed the glasses to them, with a relaxed tone: "Hello, Viktor, long time no see—"

"Hello..." Krum replied in a trance.

"Uh...ah! My God!" Tom suddenly exclaimed, then put the empty wine glass on the table, clasped Hermione's hand, and said calmly: "I will be responsible for my mistakes... because I My sister is going out now to change a dress for the sake of my mother. Sorry, Viktor, goodbye."

He squeezed Hermione's wrist tightly, his heart beating like a drum, and he strode her through the oak door - he was born with a cold body, but her arm was so hot, as if she had a fever every day - overwhelming excitement and ecstasy Engulfing him in an instant, he suddenly realized that her pulse was beating so fast, and her heart was just like his own, beating so wildly, fiercely, and involuntarily...

After the heavy snow stopped, the shallow moon also came out.

Draco and Harry leaned against the edge of the corridor, looking up at the moonlight shining across the snowy courtyard.

"How could it be like this today..." Draco muttered depressingly, and angrily tore off the big rose flower on his head.

Harry wanted to say that you are actually pretty good-looking like this-but for a boy, no one wants to be praised as "you are beautiful", right?In the end, he considered carefully for a long time, and said slowly: "Well... Anyway, by this time tomorrow, you will be back."

"Yes." Draco continued to say angrily, "I hope my uncles can reconcile at that time, preferably my godfather and my uncle can also reconcile. Otherwise, wouldn't my sacrifice be in vain?"

"...well..." Harry said slowly, "nor...if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have a partner. Thank you, Draco, anyway."

"Ha." Draco said with a dark face, "Why didn't you invite a dance partner before?"

"I don't know... Then, did you invite anyone before?"

"..." Draco was silent for a long time, "Me neither."

The two little friends fell into their own concerns, and were silent for a while.

Draco suddenly tore off his lace gloves irritably, staring and said: "I just don't want to invite! I don't want to invite any girls in school! My father told me that I can invite anyone, but I know That’s not the case—whoever I invite will be considered to be in the direction of the Malfoy family, and will have an impact on my dad’s business... No, no, it’s mainly me who is affected, such as engagement, marriage, etc., I am a little I don’t even want to hear this, I’m only 15 years old—”

Harry felt depressed when he heard it, and sat down: "I don't want to either! I don't know why I suddenly became a warrior, going to participate in projects, doing so many things, and now I have to be watched by people... Everyone told me that you were amazing or something, but I really didn't want this in the first place, and it felt like what they gave me was to force me to—"

"So, what do you want to do, Harry?"

"I--"

"Wait!" Draco pulled him swiftly and moved him behind the big pillar: "Someone is coming out."

The friends hid behind the wall pillars, and in the shadow of the corridor in the snow, two tall men came out.The man in the tight black military uniform was smiling, with his arms folded in front of his chest; the man with long reddish-brown flowing hair was dressed in a white robe, with an expressionless face——

They quickly exchanged glances: It's the top German bureau chief and Dumbledore? !

They all turned their heads to look at it—almost screaming out loud at this one glance—

——God Merlin Buddha Allah! ! !

— oh oh oh oh oh oh! ! !

Harry forced himself to keep himself from screaming—

Draco was also dumbfounded, with a dull expression, stiff limbs... dazzled? !Merlin resurrected? !King Arthur woke up? !Dad come and tell me if all this is true or not!

They watched dumbfounded, and Gellert laughed and pushed Dumbledore against the wall, and kissed him like in an idol drama...

The most frightening thing was that Dumbledore's expression was indifferent, but he didn't resist at all. Instead, he reached out and hugged him...

The air seemed to freeze for a few seconds.

A few seconds later, Harry straightened up tremblingly, took out the terminal, and wrote a few words silently to Draco: "Let's go, don't disturb them......"

Draco didn't even dare to nod his head...

They were cautious and tiptoeing, Harry helped Draco hold up the large lace skirt, afraid of tripping and making noise or something, just walked through the snow deeply and shallowly...

However, just as they were passing through the other side of the oak door, Tom suddenly came out of the hall clasping Hermione's wrist.

Hermione's red dress swept across the snow without looking back, like an elopement queen, leaving behind a touch of stunning color.Harry was about to stop them, but then he thought that Tom might not know about Draco, the less people know about it, the better——

But before they could react, something even more terrifying happened——

The two of them didn't pause for a moment, the black-haired boy tightly grabbed the hand of the girl in the red dress, and slammed her against the wall, hugged her waist, stroked her cheeks, and touched every inch of her with nostalgia. Skin, kissed madly and forgetfully...

Within 1 minute, the second one.

The second such thing happened in front of the two friends.

Harry and Draco looked at each other, almost crying...

Just when they were neither retreating nor advancing, Tom suddenly raised his head and looked at them clearly with black eyes through Hermione's shoulder.

He embraced the brown-haired girl in the red dress, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, fearless and undisguised, as if declaring his sovereignty, he led her back calmly, and then quickly sank into the wall behind him inside……

Harry and Draco froze for a few seconds again...

After regaining his senses, Draco murmured, "I suddenly feel like I've become like this today, it doesn't seem like a big deal..."

Harry was also dumbfounded: "Yeah... ah... I feel... if all the things just now are exposed... your things can only be ranked No. 3 on the home page..."

And right now!

"Bang"!The oak door is open again!

Harry and Draco looked at each other at the same time, then quickly lifted/helped to lift the skirt and jumped behind another large pillar.

Then they were quickly dumbfounded!

——I'm going to go, I'm going to go!

——This time it was...Snape and...Karkaroff...

The two little friends experienced the shock just now, and their hearts could no longer be pure. They looked at each other with uncontrollable expressions and shock at the same time, and their eyes kept exchanging information...

- God! ! !My godfather won't either!And Karkaroff is from another school, it's impossible, impossible, impossible! by Draco.

——Just now... Dumbledore... also had a... foreign... um... by Harry.

——Karkaroff is so wretched, I can't accept it, I can't accept it, I can't accept it! ! ! by Painful Draco.

——Uh...this...if...if...really...I think...we too...can only...respect...by Petrified Harry.

The two friends experienced a fierce battle between heaven and man, watching Karkaroff approach Snape nervously: "Severus! I've been looking for you for half a month—listen to me!"

"There's nothing nice to hear from you!" Snape looked at him coldly and disgustedly.

——My God!Could it be that Karkaroff unilaterally did that? by two friends.

"You can't help but face this! It's been getting more and more obvious over the months..."

"Then run away if you want to." Snape's voice was as cold as ice.

"But... now I..." Karkaroff wanted to cry but had no tears.On the one hand, there is an increasingly clear Dark Mark, on the other hand, all kinds of tyrannical and cruel old devil kings... Who should I listen to?

"If you still have mental struggles, go by yourself, I'm not interested in listening." Snape snorted coldly, and strode away.

The two friends stared blankly at each other...

——It seems that they are still normal...

——It’s not that kind of relationship, it’s really nice...

- no no no...

——The point is that the Hermione and Dumbledore they are familiar with are actually so exaggerated...

The author has something to say: Next, is it the meat or the meat or the meat~(≧▽≦)

Short oil, I feel a little embarrassed to write it after thinking about it!