[HP]Helen Pan

Michael was waiting for me to go home together at the corner of the stairs. He was leaning on the handle of the stairs with a shoulder bag on his back. He looked so relaxed that he looked like he was going home for vacation.The short brown hair was properly attached to his cheeks, and the boy bathed in the setting sun was as beautiful as a doll.

"To be honest, do you really want to go home?" I stood still in front of him, feeling a little uneasy.

Michael pouted, then tilted his head and said, "Since the secret room monster is at school, it is of course safer to go home."

"Then will you come back?" I asked him back as I went down the stairs.You must know that many Hufflepuff students have been brought back by their parents, and it seems that they do not plan to go back to school.

"What about you?" Michael raised his eyebrows and asked me indifferently.

"Of course!" I nodded, even if I didn't want to come back, I would be kicked back by my mother.

Michael took two quick steps to stand shoulder to shoulder with me. He put his arms around my neck and said with a smile, "We are good brothers. If you come back, I will definitely come back."

"Well! I will protect you." I looked into his eyes and said very seriously.It is undeniable that my blood boiled by his good brother.

"Forget it!" Michael let go of his hand, walked forward a few steps quickly and left me behind, he waved his hand, "You'll save face if you don't cause trouble."

"asshole!"

It was only when I got to the lobby that I realized that there were really very few people going home for Christmas this year, and the situation of gathering in twos and threes in the waiting hall looked really bleak.Professor McGonagall invited us to get together, and she checked the number of people one by one before telling us seriously, "I think everyone knows that Hogwarts is going through an unprecedented challenge. I hope every child can be vigilant , Pay attention to your own safety. At the same time..." When Professor Mike was lecturing with a serious face, Michael pulled my sleeve and made a grimace vigorously, which made me almost laugh out loud.

"Miss Pan." Professor McGonagall looked at me puzzled, "Do you have any questions?"

"No, no." I shook my head quickly, then turned my head and gave Michael a sneaky look, and stepped up to keep up with the boarding team.

"Hi! Little Helen, long time no see." Someone patted my head from behind, his big palm almost covered my whole head, the warm feeling of his palm was very familiar - it was Cedric.

"It's been a long time. Seniors are always busy." I curled my lips and complained.

The entire Hogwarts Express was empty like never before, and most of the students were crowded into a few relatively concentrated carriages, so most of the carriages were empty, which seemed a bit strange.

"By the way, how about the equestrian competition?" As soon as I sat down, I asked the question I was most concerned about.I lost out in the qualifiers and can only hope for a good result from Cedric.

"Okay..." Cedric shrugged with a smile, and he said relaxedly, "I just lay in the hospital for two weeks, and it's not too bad in general."

"That's such a pity." I slumped my shoulders, a little dejected.

"It doesn't matter, I still have opportunities." Cedric smiled, his white teeth and delicate face looked comfortable and clean, "We will go to the competition together in two years."

"Ok!"

"By the way!" He blinked his eyes amusingly, "You don't even know that there is a poor guy who has half of his body sent into the mouth of the dragon, so that he has to rely on a wheelchair to live in the future. "

"Who?" I asked subconsciously.

"Abuka." He shrugged, then pulled some chocolate frogs out of his pocket. "Need it?"

Abuka...

I remember him, he was in the horse-type magical creature group, and I remember he used to laugh at my posture at that time, saying that I was as stiff as sitting in a wheelchair when I was riding Alexander.

Merlin!

Is this retribution?

This time when I came home, I had an in-depth discussion with my mother on the topic of 'whether I have any hope of becoming a nine-headed curly-haired beauty'.At that time, the surprised expression on my mother's face was almost the same as that of Michael's, and the final conclusion was that there was a theoretical possibility.

"Hey! Hold me up!" I grumbled and squeezed Michael's hand tighter.

As soon as he got off the Hogwarts Express, he wanted to stick his whole body to Michael's body.The five-centimeter high-heeled shoes on my feet made me feel like I was stepping on the tip of a needle every time I took a step.Mom must be playing with me again, saying that high heels are a woman's lifelong friend.She can let you find the greatest confidence in being a woman.But now I'm stepping on high heels, not to mention confident, I can't even find my balance!I swear I will change these shoes when I go back to the dormitory.

All the way through the hall, countless eyes stayed on me, and there seemed to be an unfamiliar taste in it, which made people feel at a loss.

I lowered my voice and cautiously asked Michael beside me, "Am I weird?"

This time during the Christmas holiday, my mother spent a lot of money to let me have a beautiful curly hair. I am very satisfied with this hairstyle. The hair is straight from the root, and it does not start to curl until the tip of the hair. It is slightly curly, very good Well-groomed hairstyle.

"It's so weird." Michael gave me a blank look, "Well, I admit, if you dress up a bit, you still have a bright future." Then, he looked me up and down, "Why do you think of dyeing your hair? ?”

Subconsciously, I stroked my wine-red hair, and smiled silly, "Isn't it good?" This way I got closer to George.

It's just that his hair color is closer to orange, maybe I should change to a more orange color.

When meeting Harry in the lobby, he looked surprised and stared wide-eyed for a long time without speaking.Harry stood at the long table and even forgot to sit down.

"What's wrong?" I was a little sensitive.

"No, no!" Harry shook his head vigorously, then lowered his head and pushed his glasses, before saying, "Very beautiful." He smiled and blinked his eyes, his green eyes showed the texture of gemstones .

"By the way! Where's Hermione? Isn't she supposed to be with you at this time?" I looked around for a while but the brown-haired lady was nowhere to be seen.

"Oh...don't mention it. She's lying in the hospital wing!" Harry lowered his head, brushed the hair on his forehead, and sat down on the bench slowly.

I subconsciously frowned at Michael beside me, and he stared at the same confusion.

"What do you mean? Hermione is sick?! Or attacked?!" I couldn't help but raise my voice.

"That's not true!" George Fred came from a distance, and the two said in unison, "The disobedient girl played a prank and ended up hurting herself. How careless!"

"I think the experience of growing a beard is only once in her life." Fred shrugged.

"And a long tail!" George said, "A fluffy cat tail!" He twisted his buttocks and made a expressive tail flick.

"Hey! Can't you just be quiet?" Ron's angry voice came from behind, "I only know how to mess around all day long, don't you realize that Ginny has been weakened by your pranks!" His His voice was not loud, and he was faintly tired from writing, "Who is this? Where did it come from?" As he spoke, he put his arm on my shoulder and pulled me back, wearing high heels, his center of gravity was obviously unstable I staggered and fell backwards, hitting Ron hard at the same time.

"Merlin's socks!" Ron propped up his upper body and shook his head. He rubbed the back of his head cursingly, "You..." His voice was loud, as if he was about to complain, but his expression quickly changed when he saw me. Get weird.I just remembered our grievances before the holiday, Ron, a guy who is neither serious nor serious!

"Ha... Helen..." Ron twitched the corners of his mouth, as if a pile of maggot-infested cheese was placed in front of him.He bit his lip in embarrassment, then whispered, "Sorry..."

I got up from the ground two or three times, angrily took off the high heels on my feet and held them in my hands, then looked at him impatiently and asked, "Apologize? Why?"

"It's all..." He shrank his neck justifiably, and slowly stood up on the ground.George and Fred sat next to Harry, and they kept winking at him, signaling him to enjoy the show.

"I know I screw things up all the time." Ron kept scratching his messy red hair.

I glanced at George who was sitting on the side. He looked at me with a smile that was not a smile, with his head propped on one hand. There was a certain kind of cunning in his emerald eyes, which hit my heart hard, making my heart skip a beat instantly. feeling of speed.I lowered my head, trying to cover my cheeks that were constantly burning, I stomped my feet, and said in a low voice, "I can't stand you!" Then, I rushed out of the hall with my high heels and bare feet.

When I was rushing forward with my head down, something suddenly came out from the corner of the corridor. Inevitably, the two of us bumped into each other, and at the same time, we both sat on the ground because of the recoil. The high heels in my hand flew out.

"Draco! Why don't you always look at the road?" I rubbed my butt, grinning and complaining first.

But he didn't say anything, instead he proudly lingered on me with ambiguous eyes, then stretched out his fingers to hook the high heels and picked them up, "Why don't you always wear shoes?"

Always without shoes?

I suddenly remembered the scene at his entrance reception.

But I still took off my shoes in front of him, but only nobles like him would care about these things, right?

Carp.

I gave him an annoyed look, and he poked clean of all those pink bubbles just now.I got up, snatched the shoes back from his hands, and then walked past him with my chin raised and my chest out. My mother said that would make a woman look more dignified.

"Hi!" Draco called after him.

"what?"

"Be careful at school recently, after all, you are not a pure blood." He raised his eyebrows, his gray-blue eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a strange brilliance.He hooked the corner of his mouth and turned to leave.

Your whole family is pure blood!