[HP] Noble

If a Slytherin fell in love with Gryffindor's golden boy.

If a second grader falls in love with a fourth grader - well, compared to other situations, it's not really a problem.

"I really can't believe it, that boy has always been on good terms with Malfoy, I mean, Malfoy and Potter have always had a terrible relationship," said a senior Gryffindor girl who did not want to be named.

"That's his freedom and I think I'll support him," said Pansy Parkinson, from Slytherin.

"I'm looking forward to it very much." Professor Wen Xin said with a smile.

"Fuck off." Draco Malfoy from Slytherin...that doesn't count.

Scorpius Gretel loves Harry Potter.

The news had swept through Hogwarts like a plague on Monday morning.This was simply unprecedented - Scorpius had never received such a high degree of attention, not even when he burned Professor Moody's ass a while ago.Now, when he walks down the corridors, there are always giggling, snickering girls running past him, and start whispering enthusiastically, as Scorpius glares at them. Sometimes, those scary Gryffindors would laugh even louder.

Compared to the Gryffindors' comfort, the Slytherin second years seemed at a loss, and now they can't decide whether to confront the Gryffindors in class-if their year head Are you really with the golden boy? ...This is really, a nightmare.

And in the face of this innocent disaster, if you ask Harry Potter himself for his opinion, then he will insist on telling you that he thinks he is very innocent——

After a week of Hufflepuff wrath, Gryffindor horrific encouragement and support, and Mr. Ron Weasley's utter indifference, he found himself having to face The hostility of most of the girls in Slytherin, they looked at him as if they were looking at a living con artist or something.

Ron...don't say it, Ron is even more indifferent to him, and now he can almost become a team with Malfoy, because when the two looked at him, they seemed to want to poke his chest with their eyes on a big hole.

"Who the hell told this?! — come on Hermione! You know it's not funny!" Harry rolled his eyes forcefully towards the top of the Great Hall as Hermione bent over the laugh again.

"Oh, I'm sorry Harry." Gryffindor's know-it-all panted out of breath, wiping tears from the corners of her eyes, "Actually, I don't know where it came from, Because the version of the story has changed."

"Changed?" Harry asked dryly.

"It was witnessed that you and Scorpius were kissing passionately in the bathroom on the second floor."

Harry stood up abruptly, his face turned from white to red and then white: "Damn it! I didn't!"

"Of course I know you don't. You're usually terribly innocent in this regard." Ignoring Harry's resistance, Hermione patted the golden boy on the shoulder reassuringly, and pushed him back into the chair, where the latter sat angrily. Come on down, "but most of the students believed it - probably you'll be glad to hear that, Ron's reaction was bigger than yours, did you find out, he didn't even come to pick up his lunch, maybe crying in his pillow ’ said Hermione slightly mockingly.

"Not happy at all." Harry snorted gloomily. "Our relationship is bad enough."

"—Okay, great golden boy. Leave that bastard alone, he's just jealous of you, he's just terribly childish, why do you have to spoil him?" George popped out of nowhere, behind Harry explain.

"—We have already warned him not to provoke that oriental boy." Fred shrugged, "But our silly brother will never understand his advice."

"So leave him alone, mate." George sat down next to Harry with a big smile on his face. "Okay, grown-up time - let's get down to business."

"No, George, don't start." Hermione stiffened instantly, her dark brown eyes fixed on one of the twins warily.

"Don't be so serious, Hermione—" said Fred, grinning.

"We're just asking-" George went on.

"About Harry's relationship." The two said in unison.

The twins' voices were so loud that the eyes of half of the students at the Gryffindor table were attracted.Harry was taken aback, moved his butt uneasily, and gritted his teeth with the corners of his lips: "Please don't do this! Please!" After finishing speaking, Harry glanced uneasily at the long Slytherin table on the other side of the auditorium ——

Malfoy was still sitting in his place, burying himself in his plate of steak or something, and Scorpius Gretel wasn't at his side, replaced by Astoria Greengrass—oh, I see, the two people seem to have switched positions. Now, Gretel is sitting with his back facing the Gryffindor long table, and beside him is Daphne Greengrass.

"They're arguing," Hermione whispered.

"Who?"

"Who else could it be?"

"I really don't know!" Harry whispered annoyed.

"Okay! Scorpius and Malfoy, are you satisfied?" Hermione gave him a blank look, "They changed positions early in the morning, it seems that Gretel took the initiative, because Malfoy was stunned when he entered the auditorium Leng--"

"That's pretty observant, isn't it?" Harry retorted sarcastically.

"Girls always gossip." Hermione smirked at him feeling good, "Do you want to listen?"

Harry's face fell weakly: "Okay, you continue."

"My conclusion is that maybe they didn't fight because of 'Scorpius Grater likes Harry Potter', but because of the fight that Scorpius Grater likes Harry Potter."

"I'm sorry, Hermione, I'm a little dizzy." Fred asked blankly, and Harry blinked his green eyes in the same doubt, "Can you make it simpler?"

Hermione put down the spoon in her hand, sat up a little more, and cleared her throat to make her voice high-pitched: "You can assume a conversation like this - 'You're not as good as Harry Potter!' Or 'Oh, I might as well like Harry Potter!'."

"I'm quite innocent, aren't I?" Harry pursed his lips in self-mocking, "Why should they use me as a reference-Malfoy is not as good as me."

"Because Malfoy hates you the most." Hermione stopped the performance and waved her hand impatiently, "And that's not the point, why don't you think about it, what kind of situation would there be such a conversation?"

There was an eerie silence among the three boys, and finally it was George who was the first to react, wrinkling his nose, surprised by a fact he had discovered: "This is really uncomfortable-I mean, But it does make sense.”

Hermione threw an admiring glance at one of the red-haired twins, while Harry and Fred continued to wonder indefinitely, and finally, no matter how hard they pressed, George insisted on laughing without saying a word. Character.

……

Compared with the enthusiastic discussion on the Gryffindor side, Slytherin was much more silent.

The atmosphere on the long table was extremely awkward, especially Pansy, the black-haired Slytherin girl didn't know what happened today, she frowned when she walked into the auditorium and found that she was in the wrong place, and asked very bluntly, "Oh, what happened here?"

Zabini stood up in a "bass", covered the girl's mouth and dragged her back to his seat, then smirked guilty at the Slytherin prince who cast cold eyes, Draco didn't respond to this, He just retracted his eyes indifferently and lowered his head, concentrating on continuing to eat his breakfast.

After breakfast, the platinum noble stood up without saying a word, handed the three-legged turtle named Bitui to Astoria for her to take back to the dormitory, and then led all the fourth-year Slytherins to the No. The cellar where a Potions lesson is held.Not long after he left, Scorpius bit his lip and stood up, huffing away the second graders who were in various panics.

The entire Potions class was disturbingly peaceful. Draco did not provoke Potter from the beginning to the end. He buried himself in quietly copying his notes, and then wrote and drew in his notebook. Zabini carefully Stretching his neck to look at it, he finally just shook his head in confusion, and regretfully told Pansy that he didn't understand what Draco was calculating, and it was full of potion formulas that they hadn't touched.

The situation came when Potions class was drawing to a close and everyone started bottling the potions they had made.

When Draco walked past Harry's table with the potion he made, he threw two untreated leeches into his cauldron without hesitation—the nature of the hypnotic potion changed to just the right softness. The sex dye managed to turn Ron Weasley and Neville Longbottom as grass-green as toads, while Harry and Hermione escaped death by dodging in time.

Professor Snape was very surprised by this.

And the surprise was greater than the anger—

"The fusion of the leech juice and the body can completely extract the green pigment of the northern leaf bush - it seems that we finally have a student who can understand the essence of potion analysis in the fourth grade." For the most precious student The bloody storm that was caused by messing up in his class, he commented like this-

If the Gryffindors hadn't been too angry, he might have added fifty points to Slytherin - this is Severus Snape, the Slater who has always been like this and didn't even bother to hide his partiality Dean Lin, a big greasy bat.