[HP] S·M event book

No.38 Hmm... Hogsmeade. (3)

Draco looked impatiently at the dazzling names of milk teas, he had been choosing for a long time!What flavor does that guy like?It is impossible to go back and ask now! ?

"Need any advice?" the boss said kindly. "What flavor do you like?"

"It's not me." He said impatiently, how could he drink something that only poor people like? "...It's a girl."

The boss smiled ambiguously, "Girlfriend? You are very considerate."

Draco's current expression was as if he had been hit in the face by something, and he gritted his teeth and said, "No!"

But the boss heard such denials very well, with an expression of "I know everything, so don't feel embarrassed", and finally Draco bought a cup of strawberry-flavored bubble milk tea under his enthusiastic recommendation.

The taste is very good, and after drinking it, small transparent bubbles will appear with the exhalation of the mouth.

Draco walked back holding the milk tea, he really wanted to throw the thing in his hand on the boss's face just now, including now.If he hadn't controlled his strength, the milk tea would have been scrapped long ago.

At the corner, Draco stopped, adjusted his state slightly, let the anger in his heart sink down, put on a perfect smile again, and then moved on.

But in the next moment, the smile froze - there was no one on the bench, only a pile of colorful candy bags lying alone on it.

Draco frowned, and he looked around, but he didn't see her.So he walked over and picked up a bag of candy that fell on the ground.

Where did that guy go?She was unfamiliar with Hogsmeade, where could she go?

This guy who always causes trouble!

Draco sighed helplessly. After a day of shopping, he was also a little tired. That guy couldn't expect him to find someone!So he sat down happily.

Maybe she got lost.Draco thought nastyly, but if she had the brains to ask for directions, she would be back here soon - there was only such a small park in Hogsmeade.

Draco leisurely unwrapped a pack of colorful candies, squeezed one and threw it into his mouth. The sweet taste made him frown, not knowing why girls always like to eat this kind of thing.He glanced at the milk tea beside him, and his desire to drink it quickly went down - he really didn't want to make another trip, especially not wanting to see the boss's face that deserved a beating.

As time went by, Draco's face gradually darkened.He is holding back his anger now, and all kinds of thoughts are spinning in his mind-for example, she really doesn't have a brain and doesn't know how to ask for directions, for example, she has already wandered around and forgot her existence, for example, she is standing in a corner watching His joke!Either way, it's going to make you mad.He stared and looked behind, his eyes would always stay in places suitable for hiding people for a long time, and after making sure that there was nothing unusual, he became even angrier.

No one has ever dared to make Malfoy wait like this!

Draco tensed his cheeks, but still relaxed his body and leaned against the backrest. He put his right hand on his knee and tapped it up and down, trying to calm himself down.His left hand gradually clenched into a fist, and the cyan lines on the back of his white hand looked a bit hideous. From the corner of his eyes, he caught sight of the milk tea beside him. The small bubbles that had been scurrying inside had already settled down. He waved his hand suddenly and knocked it over to the ground. .

At this moment, there was a slight movement in his ear, Draco watched the bright red figure approaching gradually with a sullen face, the boiling anger in his chest was condensed at one point, ready to burst out at any time, he asked coldly: "Where are you going?" .”

Morris froze, staring at him blankly.

"I told you," Draco said angrily, "to wait for me here."

She came back to her senses, looked at the milk tea poured on the ground, then walked to him and sat down beside him, "I'm sorry... I just wanted to go shopping, but I didn't expect to get lost."

Draco snorted coldly, "Then do you have a brain? Or does your mouth only know how to eat? Don't you know how to ask directions?"

"I'm afraid of being discovered..." Morris said softly, she hesitated for a moment, then reached out her hand tentatively, and when she saw that he didn't respond, she took his hand, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, don't be angry gone."

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Her hands were cold, as if she had just come out of an ice cellar, and Draco was startled, only to find that her complexion was astonishingly pale, and there was even sweat on her forehead, "What's wrong with you?"

She was stunned, and smiled reluctantly, "It's nothing, I'm a little dizzy, just rest for a while."

Draco frowned, expressing doubts about her statement, he thought for a while, and asked, "Did someone find out?"

"No, no." She shook her head wearily.

He said, "We're going back now, you should go see Madam Pomfrey."

"No." She said lightly, not listening to him at all.

He perfunctorily refused for a while, which made Draco a little annoyed, and he glared at Maurice angrily—this ignorant guy!The good atmosphere of the day was ruined by her! "--up to you!"

Then, she curled up, put her head on Draco's lap, lay down, closed her eyes and whispered, "It's really all right, let me have a good rest... Please."

The furry touch made Draco froze. He stared blankly at her side face, his round eyes were tightly closed, and his light golden eyelashes fluttered.

Draco didn't know what to say, so he stiffened and used it as her pillow.Carefully adjust your posture to make yourself less uncomfortable.He breathed lightly, as if afraid of disturbing her.

Her hair is short, but it doesn't look frizzy, and he still thinks her long hair is more pleasing to the eye.

Her ears were small and delicate, perfectly contoured, and rounded without piercings, so she never wanted to hang a Christmas tree on them like Pansy.

Her body is very thin, so huddled like a frightened rabbit.

her……

This was the first time Draco looked at someone so intently.

Just when he thought Morris was asleep, she suddenly spoke.The sound was small, but enough to wake him up.

"Did I screw up my trip to Hogsmeade?"

He quickly looked away—even though he knew that she hadn't opened her eyes, "I'm glad you still have a little self-knowledge." Having said that, his tone was not very bad.

"Sorry," she said, "Not next time."

"Do you want another time?"

She froze, bit her lip, and said nothing.

Draco cleared his throat, and looked at the green grass on the side without focusing, "I mean... that bottle of potion that blurs facial features is difficult to make, and it is difficult to collect materials alone... It may not be the next time You have such good luck. And you can’t use this trick every time, you will be exposed easily..." He paused, then added in a vicious voice, "Do you think the school rules are just for show? You idiot !"

She opened her eyes suddenly, turned over and looked up at Draco, her green eyes were full of anticipation, and said cautiously, "Or...can you try Polyjuice Potion?"

"So who do you want to be?" Draco asked, raising his brows. "Can you guarantee that that person will never come to Hogsmeade that day? Even if it is guaranteed, what if someone you know sees it?"

Draco looked at her with schadenfreude and lowered her eyes, then raised her chin triumphantly, "Just leave these things to me, what bad idea did you come up with?"

After being stunned for a moment, she laughed happily, and her fluffy hair pierced into the fabric, making it tickle her heart.

It wasn't that bad today, Draco thought.

"Malfoy, let's not quarrel in the future, okay?" She said softly, "Our relationship doesn't need to become so bad."

Draco flicked her forehead and said viciously, "You don't need to tell me how to do it!"

She seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted by him impatiently, "have a good rest, don't be long-winded."

So she closed her eyes again, and Draco didn't know if she really fell asleep.

After that, the two of them didn't have any communication, and they didn't go shopping any more. When the time was around, the number of students in Hogsmeade gradually decreased, and Draco took her back to Hogwarts Castle.

He walked in front and held her hand, leaving her a broad and strong back.Draco remembered that his father said that a strong back can make women feel safe, and it is easier for them to have daydreams - although this guy is not yet a woman.A flat little girl, he had seen something called a washboard in Muggle Studies class, and Draco thought it had more curves than her.

I have to take care of it again.

Draco graciously sent her back to the corner bedroom, and before entering the room, Morris whispered, "Thank you, I had a great day."

He nodded noncommittally, until she closed the door, then walked to the dormitory while fiddling with his tie.When passing the corner, a voice froze him instantly.

"Have a nice date, Draco."

The hoarse and deep voice was very cold, and before Draco even had time to adjust his tie, he hurriedly saluted, "Teach...Godfather."

He had a gloomy face, looking particularly scary in the dim light, his black eyes rolled slightly and scanned Draco from head to toe, "When I found out that there was a snake-tail plant missing in my office, I couldn't dare Believe me, apart from a few professors, you are the only one who knows the password."

Draco's cold sweat suddenly covered his whole body, and he stammered, "No...I mean...please let me explain..."

"That lady was very well dressed just now." Snape cut him off, "It's a pity that I don't recognize her face. It's ridiculous, isn't it? There are students in Slytherin that I don't know."

"Of course." Draco was almost speechless under the low tone.

"Let me guess..." He raised an eyebrow. "Pansy Parkinson? Or...Sierra Morris."

When he said the last name, he suddenly emphasized his tone, which made Draco almost jump up in surprise, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and nod.

Snape snorted heavily, "Bring a second-year student to Hogsmeade, are you so sure that no one will punish you? On what basis? Me? Or the surname Malfoy?"

The last question stung Draco severely, he clenched his fists and saluted respectfully, "I'm sorry, I'm willing to accept any punishment, and I promise there will never be a next time."

"You know that's not the point." Snape hissed. "I don't remember you having such a good relationship with her, or did you develop it while you were staying at her house?"

Draco shook his head hastily, and before he could speak, Snape continued, "So... is that what Narcissa meant?"

Draco looked up at him suddenly, "You... how do you know?"

"Looks like I guessed right." Snape said noncommittally.

He thought for a while, and then asked tentatively, "Excuse me... do you object?"

Snape exaggeratedly pursed his lips, "What's the objection? It seems that she doesn't want me to know about it. You should know your mother's character. She never allows others to interfere in the things she decides."

This made Draco very uneasy. He couldn't figure out what the godfather was thinking. When he was struggling with what to say, the godfather walked past him and said meaningfully: "I hope you can distinguish what is real. What a lie."

Draco nodded cautiously, only relieved when the hem of the black robe disappeared into the corridor.

The shirt inside was already soaked in cold sweat, Draco simply tore off his tie and went back to his dormitory, and rushed directly into the bathroom, splashing the water on his face fiercely.

【Draco, get close to that girl... by whatever means. 】

He leaned over, propped his hands on the wall, and stared blankly at the slightly embarrassed face in the mirror.

[I hope you can distinguish what is true and what is a lie. 】

Draco thought of that cold little hand - he never dared to use force for fear of accidentally crushing it.

He closed his eyes abruptly.

"Calm down, she's just a Muggle."

The author has something to say: Happy birthday to my mother~~~