[HP] Leader's Exclusive Rose

When everything was finished, Dumbledore stood up and waved his wand to create a high stage, which was attached to the bottom of the right wall, with several musical instruments placed on it.

The Weird Sisters swarmed onto the stage to the applause of the crowd—they were all very bushy and wore tattered black robes that were deliberately torn.

Rosalind suddenly realized that the lantern on the table had gone out, and Cedric also stood up and held out his hand to her: "Let's go, my beautiful dance partner."

The Weird Sisters played a slow and sad tune, Rosalind put one hand on Cedric's shoulder, and the warmth of Cedric's palm came from her waist.

She really wanted to keep dancing like this-the other three warriors and their dance partners danced around her and Cedric in the same way. It is the center of everyone's attention.

Cedric has been watching her quietly with downcast eyes, and her figure is completely in the gray eyes.

It was another beautiful rotation, and the distance between them became closer.

Oh ~ Merlin!

I really want to kiss my warrior.

The organ played the last trembling note, the Weird Sisters stopped playing, and the auditorium burst into applause again.

"Do you want to rest for a while or continue dancing?" Cedric asked softly, his tone full of connivance.

"Dance one more, they're starting to play a new song," the girl slightly raised her head, her red lips parted slightly, but in a coquettish tone, "Dance one more with me~"

Cute is not worth mentioning in front of sexy?

No.

The most terrible thing is that the extremely charming fox acts like a baby to you with the tone of a well-behaved little white rabbit.

Cedric couldn't think of any reason to say no to her, having realized that by now he would almost always say yes to anything she asked for.

Draco wore a black velvet gown with a high collar tonight, and his dance partner was also one of his childhood friends, Pansy Parkinson, who wore a light red dress full of frills .

He glanced at Rosalind from a distance through the crowd, of course, just a glance.

Pansy loved dancing, and she loved going to proms as a child.And she always likes to pull Draco together, Rosalind thought they were already together before.

Come to think of it—as long as Cedric was around, Rosalind would always choose to stay by his side.

He didn't even dance with her.

The notes flowed, the skirts of the girls fluttered, or the charming or charming laughter adorned the entire auditorium, stirring up the minds of many unknown teenagers?

On the other side of the dance floor, Ezel stammered a bit as he looked at the girl with delicate makeup in front of him: "You look, well, very, very good-looking tonight."

Nelia raised her eyes to look at him, and two pairs of beautiful blue eyes collided with each other.

"Uh... I, I have something to tell you, um." Ezel felt that he might have accidentally eaten the fat tongue taffy of the Weasley twins, and he couldn't remember the next step. What to do with the gestures, Nelia simply stood face to face with him.

"I like you too," she said.

"Huh?!" Ezel felt that not only was there something wrong with his tongue, but also something wrong with his ears.

"I said—" Nelia moved closer to him, "I like you too."

Looking at the smiling girl, Ezel's face also turned red, and he couldn't help muttering: "I, I haven't even said it yet."

Nelia also blushed: "Hurry up, the dance is not over yet."

Aizel held her hand and watched her turn around again, and decided to finish what he didn't have time to say: "I like you."

There was fine snow falling outside the window. In this Christmas, which symbolizes a happy reunion, he also found the princess he wanted to protect.

After another dance, Cedric led her to rest on a chair in the corner of the auditorium.But this doesn't look like a good place to be:

Someone is arguing.

Rosalind frowned and listened, only feeling that the voice was familiar.It wasn't long before the answer was revealed - it was Ron and Hermione.

Ron didn't say much after seeing the two people in the seat, turned around and left, and Hermione cried and shouted at the back of the leaving person: "You ruined everything!"

The lady know-it-all who used to be radiant tonight was in a terrible mess at the moment—her hair, which had been specially done for tonight's dance, was a little disheveled, and her high-heeled shoes sprained her feet when she went down the steps.

She had no choice but to take off her shoes, and sat on the stairs covering her face and weeping, like a drenched blue-violet iris that was wet.

"I'll go and see her." After saying that, Rosalind got up and walked up to her, "Hermione?"

Seeing the person coming, the little witch hugged her waist: "Ron is a big bastard!"

Rosalind also calmed her emotions and said softly: "Don't sit on the ground, you will catch cold - come here, come on the chair."

While helping Hermione to sit on the chair, he gave Cedric a wink: "You go to Azel and the others first, I will wait for you at the door later."

"Well, I just want to talk to Harry about something." Cedric looked at the grief-stricken little Gryffindor witch, and said helplessly, "If you need anything, remember to call me, I'll wait for you over there first. "

"Okay." Rosalind sat down beside Hermione after watching him walk away, and wiped her tears with her hand: "What's the matter? How did Ron offend you?"

"It's fine if he didn't invite me to be his dance partner! But he also said that I betrayed him and Harry because I agreed to Viktor Krum's invitation! I obviously have nothing to do with Krum about the preparations for the competition." Ruum mentioned that he never talked about these topics with me!" The more Hermione spoke, the more excited she became, and the red and swollen eyes filled with tears: "He didn't think of inviting me, why did he blame me in the end?!"

"Ron, he's just an elm head—" Rosalind wiped her tears again with distress, "you know him, boys are always easy to get confused about this kind of thing."

"But Cedric never embarrasses you like this." Hermione felt extremely wronged, and even wanted to find Ron to cast him a curse.

Rosalind had no choice but to comfort her in another way: "Ron may be jealous, I think." Hermione raised her eyes in disbelief: "What did you say?"

"It's not always easy for a boy to recognize his own mind immediately. Of course, that's not the reason for him to do such a bastard thing." She then squeezed Hermione's palm: "If you are really angry, I will Let's teach him a good lesson with you!"

After coaxing her for a while, Hermione returned to the common room with another Gryffindor girl, and Rosalind also walked up to Cedric: "Have you looked for Harry yet?"

Cedric shook his head: "No, I didn't see him."

Rosalind pondered for a while, and suggested: "Then you go inside and look for him? I'll just wait for you here."

"It's okay, warriors usually don't leave until the end, I want to stay with you for a while now." Cedric's gray eyes sparkled with a sparkling smile: "I thought you would only be with me tonight .”

"I'm really here with you." Rosalind reached out and stroked his brown-blond hair, and her face became more delicate.

"But you've just been with Hermione for a long time~" Cedric moved his head closer to her, and Rosalind thought she saw the wagging tail behind him.

The boy buried his head and rubbed her neck, then pressed against her ear and joked, "I thought I was going to fall out of favor."

"Where did you learn these things? Really—" Rosalind blushed and tugged at his hair enthusiastically: "I didn't know you could even be jealous of Hermione."

Cedric hooked the corners of his mouth where she couldn't see, then bit his ear and said, "Maybe it's because you are so kind that I'm always afraid that others will snatch you away."

"I look like I would easily leave with someone else?" Little Rose rested her chin on his shoulder, only feeling that half of her body was a little crisp from his snort: "Don't get so close to my ears."

"Well——" the big golden retriever closed his eyes and smiled and thought for a while, still maintaining that distance: "Then you come with me, okay?"

At twelve o'clock midnight, the Weird Sisters stopped playing, everyone gave them a big round of applause one last time, and then started walking down the foyer.

Cedric also saw Harry, and Rosalind touched his arm: "Go, I'll wait for you at the door."

Depressed, Harry wanted to rush back to the lounge to sleep. First, he didn't invite Qiu Zhang—she agreed to an invitation from a boy from the same school as her, and then he was forced to stay here until the end as a warrior.

"Hello—Harry!" Cedric called him from a distance. Harry glanced at him, but didn't see Rosalind: "What? Rosa isn't with you?"

"She's waiting for me at the door—listen," Cedric said, lowering his voice. "You told me about the first dragon, and I owe you a favor. Have you ever opened your golden egg? Call."

"Well, sure." Harry raised those green eyes and looked back at Cedric. "And then?"

"Well, take it to a bath—well, think about it in hot water, it will help you think, take my word for it."

A puzzled expression appeared on Harry's face, and Cedric raised his brows: "You can go to the prefect's bathroom—the fourth door to the left of the Boris statue on the sixth floor, the password is 'Fresh pineapple'. I have to go first, Rosa is still waiting for me, I wish you a good dream tonight, good night."

He is the pride of Hogwarts, a warrior selected by the Goblet of Fire—

The advantages of the four houses have been perfectly integrated in him, but integrity and kindness are the qualities he values ​​most, and they are also the key to his final assignment to Hufflepuff.