[HP] Professional blasting for 20 years

Ximo has really felt very desperate recently, why is she always the one who gets hurt!

Moreover, Simo did not attend the two DA meetings due to injury, which made her feel even more upset.

As the night darkened, Simo quickly sat up on the bed while Hermione was not around.

Hermione has been staring at her for the past few days, telling her to lie on the bed and have a good rest.

Fortunately, Hermione went to the Response Room to participate in the DA training today, so she could breathe a sigh of relief, but when she thought about the exam, Simo felt bad again.

Holding the book in her arms, she ran towards the library.

But unexpectedly on the way, Simo saw Draco and Astoria who were chatting at the stairs.

Ximo was taken aback for a moment, and instinctively stopped.

The two of them didn't know what they were talking about. Draco rested his hands lazily on the handrail of the stairs, his platinum-blond hair was coated with a thin layer of light yellow by the light, his handsome eyebrows were raised slightly, and he seemed to be in a good mood look.

Astoria's back was turned to her, but Simo thought she must be smiling.

This scene suddenly made her uncomfortable.

Ximo felt that she must not be in good health, she took a deep breath, then turned around quickly, thinking of returning the same way as soon as possible.

She felt that the two were actually a good match.

Looks, family background are top-notch.It's a match made in heaven.

But realizing this, Simo felt even more irritable. She didn't know where her irritability came from.

It made her feel depressed all over.

Simo lowered her eyebrows and casually leaned against a corner of the wall. It was almost half a year since she broke up with Draco, and she and Draco had already become tit-for-tat enemies.

But she didn't know why ever since Umbridge came back from his office that day, her heart seemed to have a slight crack and a slight throbbing pain.

She doesn't like herself like this.

Simo leaned against the wall, she pointed her finger at herself, and cursed in a low voice: "Simo, Ximo, are you sick?"

……

But at this moment, a mocking voice suddenly sounded coldly,

"Wandering in the corridors at night, Miss Finnigan, should I tell McGonagall or Dumbledore to put you in detention?"

Simo was taken aback, she subconsciously clenched her fingers, Draco, Draco again!

Simo felt that Draco should avoid her, but she didn't expect him to appear in front of her.

Maybe it was to grab her and claim credit in front of Umbridge.

Since Umbridge established the investigative action team, Draco and the others began to spare no effort to catch every student who violated Umbridge's will.

Simo suppressed the bitterness in her heart, she looked at Draco and sneered,

"Malfoy, you are very happy to be Umbridge's minions, but I'm sorry to disappoint you. It's not curfew time now. Where I go is my. Free. Free."

"Oh, really?" Draco raised his eyebrows indifferently, "I'm afraid you have another purpose for wandering around. You Gryffindors are secretly planning something, be careful that I will catch you one day,"

Simo snorted coldly, and she couldn't help but say:

"Mr. Malfoy, everything is about evidence, and have you obeyed those prohibitions? I can see that you and your little Leah are having a good chat."

But as soon as the words fell, Simo realized what he had just said.

Also aware of the jealousy in his tone unconsciously.

She saw Draco's expression freeze suddenly.

Ximo hated her indiscretion, she bit her lip annoyed, turned around and wanted to leave this place quickly.

But I didn't expect that Draco suddenly grabbed her wrist at this time, and his body temperature hit her heart directly along the air.

Simo was startled, and the book in her hand fell to the floor with a thud.

Before she could react, she was suddenly pulled into a warm embrace.

Draco's hands held her tightly, she had never felt that Draco's strength was so strong, she was almost suffocating, and she could even feel his heart beating violently.

"Simore, I was wrong, come back." Draco's voice was still low, but there was a hint of pleading.

Simo's heart trembled violently.

She forgot to move for a moment, but was hugged by him blankly.

How she longed for the warmth of his embrace.

If he is as proud as him, will he do the same?

Draco's beautiful eyebrows and eyes showed a trace of pain, he closed his eyes slowly, and he almost whispered in Simo's ear:

"Simo, come back to me, I don't want to see you so bruised and bruised."

"Draco..." Simo opened her mouth slightly, and she found it difficult to pronounce.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her heart trembled accordingly.

How much she wished that time would freeze like this, forever and ever in this moment, in his warm embrace.

Simo held back her crazy heartbeat, and the crazy growth of her charming thoughts.

She took a deep breath, lowered her hands weakly, and then slowly said word by word:

"Draco, you have your beliefs, and I have mine. After all, we are not the same way."

Simo knew that she was more awake than ever, and there were always too many conflicts between her and Draco.

He won't accept everything around her, and he won't stand in her shoes.

He loathes Gryffindor, and he even helps Umbridge.Even if he knew how disgusting this woman was.

Hearing Simo's words, Draco was taken aback for a moment, his body froze suddenly, but he still didn't let go of the hand holding Simo.

Simo felt the tears welling in her eyes, she finally got down and pushed Draco away with all her strength.

Surprisingly, Draco didn't respond, he lowered his brows and looked unpredictable.The whole person is almost hidden under the dim light.

From this moment, Seymour knew that she and Draco were really done.

Simo took a deep look at Draco, as if he wanted to engrave his appearance in the deepest part of his heart little by little.

Then she picked up her book, turned and walked away.

The cold wind was blowing outside the window, and Simo suddenly felt that the winter at Hogwarts was really coming.

The author has something to say: Wood next door is sweet, don't panic.

Double update today, yeah yeah