[HP] The girl with black hair

It was near dawn that Artemia and Draco returned to the dormitory. Fortunately, these days are holidays, so they can catch up on sleep as much as they want.

At the same time the next night, Artemia and Draco met again in the Chamber of Secrets, this time Draco brought a brush and detergent.

Draco folded his arms and looked at Sego surrounded by bubbles with satisfaction, the smell of orange covered the musty smell of the secret room.

Sego's huge body was allowed to be brushed around by the brush that had been cast with the magnification spell, and Herman drilled around in it playfully, and it was also filled with bubbles.

After the brush stopped working, Artemia was like a watering tool, ruthlessly watering Sego's body over and over again, while Draco still stood ten meters away from them with arms folded until The water full of bubbles flowed to both sides of the stone path, accumulating under the boa constrictor stone sculpture, and Draco slowly walked over.

After the black bubbles were washed away, Artemia realized that the basilisk was not black. He had the same emerald green scales as Hermann, and a scarlet feather on top of his head.

Ashamed to say, until Sego was washed clean, Artemia always thought that the bulge on his head was his crown.

Draco froze.

Artemia didn't move either.

Draco reacted, hesitated for a moment and said, "It's very useful." It's worthwhile that he bought the most expensive bottle on purpose.

Artemia nodded while maintaining the flushing motion.

Herman lay on top of Sego's head, comparing their colors in surprise, "Sego, our colors are similar."

It's quite similar, Artemia thought, Herman was quite conspicuous above his head before, but now he can't see it unless he looks carefully.

At the end of the Christmas holidays, when Millison returned to school, Artemia finally relieved herself of the heavy responsibility of the Beaver shit shovel officer, and she happily ate an extra piece of cake for it.

Gore is also very happy, he will give her the pudding she likes every day.

Time flies, two months have passed since the end of Christmas, Hogwarts has never been petrified after the headless Nick and Justin, and Filch is still staring at Mrs. Norris every day. The petrified wall carefully watched every student passing by.

Artemia and Draco will also sneak into the secret room on the last day of every week to bathe the two snakes that always make themselves very dirty, while Sego and Herman fall in love with washing bubbles The feeling of taking a bath, they always like to flick their tails crazily, obviously there are two people in the secret room, but Artemia is the only one who suffers in the end.

She managed to get herself into the medical wing the day before Valentine's Day.

She was lying on a hospital bed in the hospital wing, next to Draco's sarcasm: "If you can escape, you won't be lying here like a tomato like you are now." A tight bed, "in a room with two plaster statues."

Hearing this, Artemia gouged him out, pulled the quilt over her head, and ignored him.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Draco asked awkwardly, "Can you leave the hospital tomorrow?"

The quilt was pulled down again, and a pair of bright eyes looked at the young man who was looking down at her: "What are you doing?"

Draco's heart was pounding, he turned his face away: "There is a holiday tomorrow."

Artemia was puzzled: "What festival?"

Draco glared at her angrily, raised his hand and pulled up the quilt with only his eyes exposed, "You can live here! Live until the holiday!"

Artemia pulled down the quilt again and only saw Draco's striding back. She looked at his flying robe corners with a smile in her eyes.

How could he be so easy to deceive, she thought.

Draco stopped all the way to the auditorium. The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. How many students have been discussing about Valentine's Day recently, how could she not know?The young master finally realized that he was again!quilt!cheat!up!

When Millicent came out with the dinner plate, she saw Draco with a livid face. She hesitated for a while and decided not to provoke Draco who was angry. Thinking of this, she pretended not to see and was going to leave with the dinner plate.

But there is only one door to the auditorium, Draco is not blind, how could he not see, he frowned and stopped Millicent, looked at the porridge and beets on the plate, "You go to the medical wing .”

Millicent, who failed to abscond, nodded: "I'll deliver food to Mia, she hasn't eaten all night."

Draco waved his hand irritably: "Go, go." Before that Pox took the initiative to find him, he would never go to her first!

Millicent took two steps, looked back, turned back, and walked towards the medical wing at a faster pace. When she arrived, Artemia seemed to be lying on the bed in a good mood, looking at the ceiling and laughing.

Millicent put down the plate and asked, "What's wrong with you? Did you mess with Draco again?"

Artemia came back to her senses, sat up, and took the pumpkin porridge from Millicent's hand: "He is so easy to deceive."

Millicent stared at her with bright eyes, and the soul of gossip was burning: "Are you guys hiding some little secret from me, and your eyes are all wrong in just one Christmas holiday."

Artemia paused when she drank the soup, there was indeed a secret, not a little secret, "Is it that obvious?"

"Of course!" Millicent nodded resolutely, and she patted Artemia's shoulder as if she understood: "I understand, I will keep it a secret." She put a cross on her mouth.

No, you seem to have misunderstood.Artemia thought while watching her movements.

Draco lay on the bed tossing and turning, finally he found an excuse, there were only two sculptures in the medical wing except for that silly girl, what if she cried out of fear at night, he thought of a reason for himself, he rolled over from the bed, He put on a simple robe, put the illusion spell on himself, and went out quietly.

He came to the medical wing in the dark, but he didn't see a shivering girl hiding on the bed as he imagined. Artemia was sleeping soundly. Perhaps he should have guessed that Mia was not so courageous. Little, the young master finally had to admit that he just couldn't bear her alone!

Artemia sharply opened her eyes, and when she saw Draco, she said sleepily, "Draco? Why are you here?"

Draco faltered: "Well, let me see if you were scared to cry."

Artemia: "Oh." With a sound, she fell asleep again in a daze.

Draco looked at her in disbelief, he came to see her at night!She can still sleep again!He stared at her trying to wake her up, but she was still sound asleep.

He wanted to wake her up badly, but he touched her hot arm. He hurriedly stuffed her arm back into the quilt, and looked at the quilt on the bed next to him.

Artemia opened her eyes after listening to the soft voice, and saw Draco moving the quilt from the bed next to him. She looked at his movements suspiciously, "What are you doing?"

"You're hot!" He said as he unfolded the quilt to cover her body, and after finishing these, he pulled the chair aside: "Go to sleep, I'm here."

Artemia looked at him wearing a thin long robe, and at the strong wind blowing from outside, she thought for a moment, moved her body, and patted the vacant place: "Would you like to lie down here? meeting?"

Hearing this, Draco's face suddenly turned red: "Since you said so." He pretended to be indifferent and nodded, without even taking off his robe, he obediently opened the quilt and lay down.

As soon as he came in, Artemia mumbled, "You're so cold." Before he could reply, she went back to sleep.

And Draco lay stiff and straight on the other half of the bed, leaning on the other half of the pillows, and he couldn't hold on to sleep until it was almost dawn, and he suddenly found that this small broken bed was not very uncomfortable.

This was the scene that Harry and Hermione saw when they opened the door of the medical wing the next morning.

A familiar obnoxious gold head and a familiar black head.

Harry and Hermione looked at each other, and Harry suddenly walked out quickly.

Hermione looked hesitantly at the two people on the bed, and was about to leave together when Harry pushed open the door and walked in.

Harry rubbed his eyes vigorously, and murmured in disbelief, "This must be a dream." He wanted to walk again as he spoke.

Hermione interrupted him mercilessly: "Harry, listen to me, it's true."

Harry looked at her, then at the two heads on the bed, and nodded with difficulty: "Okay." After he finished speaking, he put the gift box in his hand on the table, and strode back and walked out.

Draco opened one eye in a daze when he heard the movement, he seemed to see the back of that scar head?

scar head? !He sat up straight away.

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