if i am not me

Neville's accidental injury made the already chaotic scene even more chaotic. Fortunately, he was quickly sent to the medical room. After Madam Pomfrey announced that he had only broken an arm, a group of people let loose. Take a breath.

Harry, Hermione and others who originally wanted to stay and take care of Neville were thrown out of the medical room by Madam Pomfrey on the grounds that "the patient should not be disturbed". They thought that Neville's injury was not serious, so they just They went back to rest.Harry and Draco chatted about today's game, and walked into the Slytherin common room. In an instant, they were overwhelmed by deafening cheers.

"Aha, our last two heroes are back!" a senior boy yelled, and echoes echoed in the lounge.

Draco and Harry can be regarded as people who have seen big battles. After putting aside their initial surprise, the two quickly blended into the carnival crowd.Slytherin is indeed a Slytherin. It is not that Harry did not attend the celebration banquet when he was in Gryffindor, but in comparison, Gryffindor is more like a group of bold and unrestrained warriors, but less The calmness unique to a Slytherin outburst.

As more and more people came back, the original spacious common room was full of people, but it didn't look crowded and chaotic at all.The table was full of all kinds of snacks and drinks. The girls gathered together in groups to laugh and play, and the boys were more likely to drink while talking.

Harry and Draco moved leisurely to a corner and sat down. They had already been filled with a lot of butter beer after a short while, but this was nothing to the two of them, and they still walked steadily. Clear mind.This made Blaise and the others, who originally wanted to tease the two of them, miscalculate—forget about Drake, why does Harry seem to have no problems?

"Hey, Harry, don't you see that you can drink?" Blaise put his hand on Harry's shoulder, as if he was a good brother.

Glancing sideways at Blaise, Harry replied in a casual tone: "Brace, if you want to drink with me, just say so, don't beat around the bush like this."

Blaise was not annoyed at being said, and was still smiling, but he had an extra glass of wine with blue flames in his hand.Raising the cup in his hand: "Haven't you ever drank it?"

"Flame Whiskey!" Harry raised his eyebrows. This expression made Draco smile badly. He knew from the first grade that this kid can drink a lot, but he never had the chance to know where the bottom line is. Take advantage of this opportunity.Seeing that Harry didn't make any further moves, Draco yelled at the side as if fanning the flames: "Why, don't you dare to drink?"

Throwing him a blank stare, Harry took the glass that Blaise handed over. Thinking about it, he seemed to have had the chance to try this so-called 'adult' wine after the fourth grade in his previous life, but now, he is in the second grade. Because if you don't know how to drink, you will be looked down upon by your 'peers'.

Maybe, if there was a drinking competition, maybe the Slytherins would win big.Is this an alternative advantage?

Bringing the cup close to his pale pink lips, Harry first took a small sip, smacked his lips, and then gulped it down.As soon as the drink was down, he felt a fiery rush blast his head, and as the last hot drop of the drink disappeared in his throat, Harry felt that he should not have finished it in one gulp.

Patting his hot cheeks, Harry put the empty wine glass on the table next to him. Looking up, he saw Blaise finished his glass without changing his face, and gracefully raised the empty glass in his hand to him. "Not bad! How many drinks can you have?" After finishing speaking, Blaise licked the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, which made Harry think of a vampire who had just finished sucking blood, the kind shown on Muggle TV.

Beside them, Draco handed each of them a glass of Flame Whiskey with a smile, and asked with a half-smile: "Continue?"

"Hmph!" Looking at the two arrogant boys, Harry was aroused with pride, twitched the corners of his lips, and snatched the cup from Draco's hand. 'Am I afraid of a 12-year-old boy? ' Harry snarled, completely forgetting that he was only a 12-year-old boy now.

"Come on!" Without saying a word, he raised his head and drank the liquid in the glass again. Harry responded with a provocative sneer.

Seeing this, Blaise and Drake looked at each other and smiled.Blaise fought with Harry glass after glass. Slowly, Harry felt the heat on his face go down, and his mind became more and more confused, but he still didn't stop drinking the first glass of wine.

"These boys are strong enough! How many glasses are there?" Noticing the competition between the two boys, the people around them were attracted by more and more empty wine glasses around them.

"Hehe, what a cute elementary school boy, look at the black-haired one, with a red face, so cute!"

"Drinking capacity is good, but not as strong as the other one."

Harry could no longer hear what the people around him were saying, and now all he could think about was not being able to lose to Blaise.They were originally standing, but at this point, even Drake was already sitting between them and slowly passed drinks to the two contestants.

In fact, Drake and Blaise were quite surprised. After all, Harry blushed after drinking the first drink, but they didn't expect them to underestimate his drinking capacity.

The two over there were secretly amazed, and here Harry slowly leaned on Draco's shoulder, swallowing the hot liquid in his throat with difficulty.Gradually, he felt that his eyelids were so heavy, and his brain seemed to be stuck with a sticky liquid, and he just wanted to sleep.Instinctively closing his eyes, Harry fell asleep unconsciously.

Draco was smiling and watching Blaise down another glass of wine, when he suddenly realized that the head on his shoulder hadn't moved for a long time, and turned around to see that Harry had already let out a slight snoring sound.

Following Draco's gaze, the crowd noticed the drunk Harry, and immediately erupted into roars of laughter.Blaise put down the cup in his hand, shook his drowsy head, and said in amazement, "Oh... I really didn't expect this kid to be so good at drinking, I can't do it if I have a few more glasses..."

"Forget it, you won't fail if you do it again." Draco cast a disdainful glance at Blaise who was pretending, and Draco looked at Harry who was drunk and unconscious, admiring his rare obedience from the bottom of his heart.

The people around ordered the empty wine glasses around, unanimously admiring Blaise as the wine king tonight.Not to mention the twenty or thirty empty wine glasses around him, just to say that he can still talk and laugh with you steadily now, his capacity for drinking is incredible.Blaise rested for a while, and ran to the other side to fight with a senior, and the crowd dispersed with him.

Goyle and Crabbe giggled at the sight of a drunk Harry, who now had Draco's shoulders all over him. "You guys play first, I'll send this kid back." Draco said helplessly, poking his head firmly against his chest.

"En. You don't need to be in a hurry." Goyle nodded while eating the chicken drumsticks. Crabbe agreed and sent a smirk. Although they were a bit stupid, they also knew that Draco was going. I'm afraid I won't see you at the banquet.

Although they are always used as slaves in front of outsiders, in Drake's heart, these two stupid boys with a hobby of eating and only being low-level thugs have a rare place—even if they are He was ordered by his parents to accompany the only heir of the Malfoy family, but it cannot be denied that these two stupid boys would always stand up for him when he was in trouble.Even if the way they helped was so clumsy that one couldn't help but want to knock their heads open to see what was inside, but that kindness had been deeply remembered by Draco.

Seeing the treacherous two who rarely smiled, Draco grinned back with a sincere smile, stroked Harry and planned to leave, but soon he couldn't laugh - because of Harry's hand!

Grinning, Draco tried his best to break free from Harry's pincer-like hands, and sent him back to the dormitory with a levitating spell.It's a pity, not to mention that he couldn't draw his hand, he was stunned for a few seconds before he realized that his wand was still in the drawer of the dormitory because of the competition...

Sighing deeply, Draco couldn't help touching his forehead, why his plans always messed up whenever he met Harry.It was just to see Harry's drinking capacity, but he didn't expect him to be so drunk that he passed out.

Is this situation self-inflicted?

Helping Harry's body that was almost paralyzed on top of him, Draco walked towards the dormitory step by step.Fortunately, most of the people knew these two second-year little heroes, and they laughed and made way for them in the crowded lounge.

After finally returning to the dormitory, Draco threw Harry on the bed a little angrily—even though this kid is not too tall, he looks thin, but he is not light.Even now, after more than a year of learning physical techniques with Harry, the weight of a man his age still leaves Draco breathless.

However, Draco, who thought he could finally relax, obviously forgot one thing, and that was Harry's hands, the pair of hands he called 'pliers'.

"Ah—" With an exclamation, Draco was carried by the inertia force of Harry's fall to the bed.Fortunately, he was quick-witted, and hurriedly supported them with his hands, otherwise their chins or noses would be in trouble.

"Stinky boy... what are you holding on to so tightly?" Looking at Harry who was still clinging to his crumpled cloak and sleeping in the dark, Draco couldn't help rolling his eyes several times, but thinking of himself You shouldn't argue with a drunk person, and then resentfully put down the fist that wanted to hit the cheek that was unusually pink due to alcohol and sound sleep.

"If you can't drink that much, don't drink it. You're good. You'll be asleep! Hmph, you still need me to take care of you..." Muttering dissatisfiedly, Draco completely ignored Harry's drunkenness because he and Blaise's instigation this fact. "Wake up, change clothes, wash and go to sleep..." He patted Harry's tender cheeks mercilessly, and now Draco only wanted the kid to let go of his hands and clothes.

After being slapped heavily on the cheek a few times, Harry snorted "Hmm..." and raised his hand on Draco's waist, finding a comfortable position, and continued to chat with Merlin happily. Almost.And Draco looked at the head that had returned to his chest, and had an urge to beat Harry violently. Fortunately, his reason had been restraining this urge. "He's drunk, don't argue with him, this is not what a gentleman should do...not a gentleman..."

That being said, Draco never gave up struggling, but he found sadly that Harry's wine taste was not good at all-this kid would hug people indiscriminately after he was drunk, and he would not let him go after he was caught.

After struggling with Harry's hand for half an hour or so, Draco finally stopped trying to escape from its clutches.Frustrated, he fell back on the bed, and he covered the two of them tightly with a quilt. You must know that one of his greatest strengths is that he is very knowledgeable about current affairs.Now that this is the case, the most important thing is to make the two of them more comfortable.

Before falling asleep, Draco was still muttering: "Well, it won't matter if you don't wash for a night, it won't matter if you don't take a shower... it won't matter if you don't change your clothes... um... no... how……"

Harry said "Hmm..." a few times as if responding to him, unconsciously adjusted his position in Draco's arms, and fell into a deep sleep.

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D: "No drinking from now on!"

H is puzzled: "..."

D: "Forget it, I can drink a little once in a while..."

H continued to wonder: "..."

D: "... just don't get drunk!"

H: Still confused "..."

D: "......... only when I'm here!"

H doesn't know why, but still very happy: "YE~"