HP+ first love is no small matter

"I'm not her boyfriend or your boyfriend, your assumption doesn't exist." Draco said, looking at her, "She's thinking wildly."

"I think so too." She retracted her eyes and turned a page of the book again. "We just like to play together, and we don't have to be boyfriend and girlfriend to play together."

"Speaking of it," he finally rolled over and squeezed together with her. The single bed in Hogwarts was less than half the size of his own house. This size had always disgusted him, but at this moment it was very It was a relief, sitting shoulder to shoulder with her, and he said, "Want to hang out with me on Sunday?"

"Hogsmeade?" She turned the pages of the book. "Speaking of which, you can only go there?"

"Um," he said, "or maybe the two of us Apparated somewhere else to play?"

She finally looked at him again, "Have we done this kind of thing before?"

"No," he said. "But you said you thought the wizard's place was too small to be interesting."

She laughed and put her arms around him, "I really admire you, Draco," but she continued to flip through the book, "but come with me to the Shrieking Shack this week, they are too timid and no one wants to go .”

"Then you'd have to go under the Whomping Willow to get in," he said. "That's no fun. People say it's haunted, but it's really just because a werewolf spent the night in it. And it doesn't have a door to let you out, either. Even the windows are sealed. If you want to go from Hogsmeade, the most you can do is visit its gardens."

Harry had told him before.

Harry also said that he saw her coming out of it, and he thought she must have turned into a cat and crawled out of some corner.

The bones of cats are very soft, so soft that they don't look like normal creatures.

The annoying lady can sneak into a room through a two-finger-wide crack in the door...

When he first saw it, he thought even cats could apparate these days.

Speaking of which, Miss Obnoxious is almost identical to her Animagus.

"Well," she pouted, "that's really boring."

"So," he looked at her, "let me show you where to play."

"I want to drink." She looked at him. "I want to try fire whiskey and mead, but the lady won't sell me anything. She will give me butter beer and only others. half that much." She sighed, "She said my mother told her I couldn't drink."

"You can taste it at home," he said.

"The Dark Lord won't let me drink it, and your father won't let me drink it," she looked at him, "and I can't tell your mother that I want whiskey." She closed the book, "Your mother always thinks I A little lady, I think she'll give me champagne at best but never whiskey."

Then don't drink it, he thought, but dared not say it after all.

"We all know I can't drink alcohol at home," she said, "but I really want to try it."

"Can you let me have a drink?" she asked him. "I just want to taste it. I want to know what it tastes like."

"We can think of something," he said, "How about we mail order?"

"Will it taste much worse?" she asked him. "They tell me the Three Broomsticks Fire is good."

"I can get better ones," he assured her.

"Then it doesn't matter to me," she said, "I'll go to Regulus first on Sunday, and when I get back I'll come to you."

"Reculus," he circled around, "will Regulus let you drink?"

She raised her eyebrows, "You want to tell him?"

"But doesn't he know the future?" he asked. "You don't think he will?"

"He will only know when something more important happens," she patiently explained to him, "It's like when I see people from the past in my dreams, I only see the most impressive memories for them. Otherwise, if I remember what they eat and drink every day, I will go crazy. He is the same, unless I drink a lot of alcohol and do something very outrageous to change the future, otherwise," she stared Looking into his eyes, "As long as you don't tell him, nothing will happen."

He said suddenly, "What if I tell him?"

"Tell him what?" She asked back, "Tell him that you are going to buy me wine? Tell him that you still promised to buy me wine on the premise that I told your mother not to let me drink?" She laughed, "Smoke Alcohol, gambling, and drugs are not allowed. He is very strict with me on this point. Draco, you'd better not tell him, because he will never let you go if he knows, just like he told me last time Like a boy who smokes."

She just took a small sip, and then choked up and swore that she would never make trouble for herself again.

But Regulus still smelled the smoke from her, and went to fix the idiot who actually handed the cigarette to a middle school girl.

"But I don't really need to go into such detail, do I?" She smiled, put her arms around his shoulders, and brought her face closer to him, "You won't tell him, Draco, I know."

She whispered in his ear, "Just treat it as a little secret between us, okay?" As she spoke, he gradually blushed, her breath was weak when she spoke, and she was so close to him, So the warm breath fell on his ear little by little, letting the heat flow from the ear to the cheek, and she suddenly realized again, "Draco," she said softly, and breathed into his ear at the same time, "you It's fun."

His whole body trembled.

She let go of her hand with a smile, and continued to read at the same time, but he felt unwell and was a little restless.

Finally, he tentatively stretched out his hand to hug her, but she didn't resist, so he became bolder, hugged her loosely, and looked at the book in her hand with her.

Her reading speed is really too fast, often she is ready to turn the page just after he has read a third of a page, "read so fast," he said, "do you remember?"

"You can't keep up with me, can you?" She said, turning another page at the same time, "Regulus and I both read things pretty fast, you might as well read another book."

This is really hard to argue with.

He really couldn't keep up, and of course she would have places where she needed to look a little longer, but he would only spend longer in those places than her.

He took out another book that he had borrowed at the time from one side, and the two of them huddled together to look at each other. For a while, the only sound in the room was the rustling of pages being turned.

For Sunday's promise, Draco decided to buy

A Flame Whiskey

B mead

C gin (gin)

D brandy

E catnip

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This time everyone is so united...