[HP] Leader's Exclusive Rose

"Give me your love.

give me your Love. "

"Would you like a drink, this beautiful lady?" An unknown elf came to Rosalind with a tray and showed her the wine he was holding.

"Well...then I'll have a glass of cherry liqueur, thank you~" Rosalind picked up the glass of red liquid, with a slight smile in her eyes.

The elf also bowed slightly happily: "Miss, the color matches your dress, I wish you a pleasant evening."

Rosalind held the wine glass and nodded slightly to express her gratitude, and the elf carried the tray and walked towards another group of people who were laughing happily together.

In fact, her drinking capacity can even be described as a bit bad.The reason why he chose cherry wine was not only because of his previous habits, but also because of some little secrets in his heart-for example, by accident, Cedric lost his first kiss by biting, and it happened twice.

Thinking of this, Rosalind's face turned red before she could catch up with the smell of alcohol.

It was snowing outside the window, and Rosalind came to the chair in front of the railing, holding a wine glass in one hand and leaning on the back of the chair with the other.

Sipping small mouthfuls, she had just finished comforting Hermione, but please allow her to feel a little proud of it:

Cedric had never been the last to ask her to be his partner, had never left her alone, had never made her cry so much—if that dream counted.

After talking to Harry about the clues for the second level, Cedric came to the door to look for her, and cast a warming spell on her: "Why don't you wait for me inside? What if it's freezing?"

"Because if you are here, you can see me at a glance." The girl's dark brown eyes flashed a color that dazzled him, and he just stared at her drunken eyes almost devoutly.

Cedric has always known that she can't drink very well, and he doesn't usually let her drink.

But tonight, even though he hadn't even touched his lips yet, he felt that his heart was very hot at the moment.

"What if I get drunk later?" He stretched out his hand to take the glass of cherry wine that was about to bottom out, but there was unspeakable emotion in his gray eyes, "Aren't you afraid of being abducted by me?"

"Where do you want to take me?" She was not completely drunk, but the slightly drunk atmosphere filled her dark brown eyes.

"Turn in, um—" Cedric raised his eyebrows, deciding not to speak out.

The corners of Rosalind's eyes were smeared red, she drank the last sip of wine, and asked again as if she was a bit reluctant: "Where are you going?"

"Turn to the family tree of the Diggory family." Cedric's gray eyes flashed a hint of affection: "Put it with my name."

Logically speaking, she should be ashamed by now, but she was drinking - and as she walked, the alcohol spread, and quietly added a little Gryffindor courage to her whole being.

So Cedric was asked again: "Except here? Except on your family tree—" the girl stretched out her slender fingers and gently poked his heart, "Where do you want to abduct me?" Woolen cloth?"

In front was the prefect's dormitory, and Cedric didn't answer her question aloud, but there was some emotion on his face that wasn't the same as before.

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