Ravenclaw's Sapphire

"Hi Max."

Margaret greeted Max carelessly, then ran to another girl naturally, took away the heavy book in her hand, with a look of disgust on her face, "Whether it is in the cafeteria or in the classroom, every time I see When you were watching such complicated and difficult things, it was too depressing, you might as well go out and stretch your body, nerd."

The girl blushed and jumped up, trying to snatch back the book in Margaret's hand, but there was a big difference in height between them, and Margaret was a shoulder taller than her, let alone she still held the book high. At first, even if the girl stood on tiptoe, she couldn't reach her own things. Even if she wanted to jump up or pounce, Margaret's agility could always avoid her pursuit.

"Give me back the book, you bastard!" After several attempts to no avail, the girl's eyes turned red. Gretel, holding out her hand stubbornly, repeated, "Give me back the book, it's mine!"

"Of course it's not your stuff, little guy." Margaret said deliberately in a frivolous and annoying tone, shaking the book in her hand, "That's why I said that your indoor school is boring. Ah, if you exercise with me every day, won't you be able to get things back?"

Just as Margaret was teasing the girl with great joy, watching the other party sulking and wanting to burst out but desperately enduring, she stretched out a hand from behind her and took the book in Margaret’s hand. gone.

Max sighed helplessly, and walked over to return the book to the girl: "Barbara, don't worry about Meg, she just likes to joke." She turned around again, looking at Margaret who was bored after being interfered, " Don't be so naive, is it interesting to bully children?"

Barbara's face froze, aggrieved by the "children" in Max's mouth, she pinched the corner of the book, and the paper was wrinkled.The bitterness surged in his chest because the other party did not regard himself as an equal.

She glared at Margaret bitterly again, but the other party didn't seem to notice at all, just took a book from the shelf, spread it out and slipped to Max, and got very close to her, never From Barbara's point of view, they were almost sticking together: "What do you think of the main points Professor McGonagall said earlier..." After a few words, the two quickly immersed themselves in the intense exchange, and Barbara Pull aside.

In fact, the two have never done this intentionally, but the relationship between the three has always been like this: it was still the world of Barbara and Max, but as soon as Margaret stepped in, the situation changed immediately. up.Not to mention that she would play tricks on Barbara every time, either by stealing her books or playing pranks on her. Every time, Barbara was so angry that she insisted on confrontation.

Every time it was Max who intervened. Of course, she was talking to Barbara, and she said a lot about Margaret, but those words were always light, and Margaret forgot when she turned around.Then the two started chatting about papers and exams, and Barbara couldn't get in each time.Because she doesn't have self-taught advanced courses like Max, and she has her own unique insights.She can even be regarded as a serious partial subject, just immersing herself in the study of ancient runes.

For Margaret, a two-year senior, Barbara really hates her so much, she feels that she is the same kind of person as those who bullied her in the past, and they take pleasure in teasing her, as long as they meet her, there is nothing good remember.But these were also excuses. She knew that the most fundamental reason she hated Margaret was actually Max.

Obviously, Max, who sat quietly with her and read a book first, would immediately abandon her as soon as Margaret came—this word may not be used very accurately, but it also made Barbara One of the most painful reasons—and then messing with that confident bastard, and often showing subtle pleasures, fleeting, but detectable by Barbara, who has been watching Max.

This always made her heart ache, not to mention the panic and inferiority that arose in her heart when she compared herself with Margaret.I am just an ordinary student, squeezed out by my classmates, and even only through Max's protection, I can find peace for a short time and get rid of that bad state.

It was precisely because Max would read books with her in the lounge that those who bullied her did not dare to do too much, because they could not understand Max's attitude and were afraid of offending Max.Although Max never felt that he had done anything, he pulled Barbara out of the quagmire.

And Margaret is the exact opposite of her.She is dazzling, smart, and proud. Even as a Slytherin, Barbara has to agree with Margaret's excellence. Even if she hates her, she cannot deny that she is an aspirational existence.She didn't know how Margaret and Max met, how they got to know each other.But no matter how you look at it, the one who can stand beside Max should be an equivalent elite like Margaret, not someone who is humble to the bone like her.

I don't know when, the initial gratitude and respect for Max in Barbara's heart slowly grew into a huge emotional vortex that even she felt painful.She looks forward to spending time with Max every day, quietly inquiring about her schedule and habits, and often pretending to meet by chance. There is only an unbound promise between them, which has become Barbara's Spider silk, because with this excuse, she can find a reason to be with Max even if she is no longer bullied.

Max pampered her very much, and almost never refused her request, and gradually spent more time with her, and they didn't go to the lounge often, but would find a classroom with no one, just the two of them .At this time, Barbara felt the happiest time in her life. Even the ancient rune, which was the most attractive to her, lost its charm. His eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes were indifferent but very focused.

It wasn't until Margaret suddenly broke into the world of the two that she finally developed a strong sense of crisis.Max accepted Margaret just as easily as she accepted her. Unlike her, Margaret was always very positive. She hooked her shoulders and spoke intimately.And that was something Barbara would never take the initiative to do, even though she longed for it.

Even though Max never responded to Margaret, and never took the initiative to show her intimacy, she never refused, but just quietly accepted Margaret, just like she accepted Barbara.

However, there are always endless topics between them. Margaret is talkative and enthusiastic, and can easily arouse Max's interest.Not like when I was with Barbara, because we were both quiet people, almost really just reading a book shoulder to shoulder.

"Every time I come, you all just sit here and read books. It's too boring. Isn't it enough just to go to class?"

Margaret patted the table to express her dissatisfaction. After talking about the previous topic, Max ignored her again: "I told you the secret here, Max!"

"I should remind you that I also know about the house on the eighth floor, so it can't be regarded as what you told me; not to mention that it doesn't belong to us, it's just a part of the school." Max said coldly, while she was reading Always like this.

It started again.Barbara watched all this in pain, even the dispute between the two seemed to her to be flirting, of course she knew that this was just unreasonable thinking, which would only make herself miserable, but Can't restrain myself.

I don't want this, she told herself through gritted teeth.Thinking that one day the person she likes might be with the person she hates, she couldn't forgive herself.

****

"Sister, can you come with me?"

After all, it is impossible for Barbara to really distance herself from her. She just needs to wait for a while, and she will always appear somewhere, and it is the same this time.Barbara lowered her head, half of her face was hidden in her forehead hair, Max suddenly thought of the girl who was like this when they first met, and she observed a stubborn and tenacious light in Barbara's eyes Come.

At that time, she thought Barbara was interesting, so she chose to give her a hand, and then let her follow her, willing to play warm games with her.Anyway, instead of having a boring disguise with a group of people, it's better to spend some time on people and things that she finds interesting.

Barbara did not live up to her expectations. This not-so-intelligent little girl just worked hard to study with her enthusiasm for ancient runes.Her grades in other subjects are not good, and even the ancient rune, which is the only specialty, sometimes can't compare with Max's understanding of theory.

But she was the only student who actually triggered the power of the rune, and that was usually something only a rune user with rare talents, or a very small number of rune seekers could do.Max can translate some items or manuscripts printed with ancient runes, which is the limit of what most runes scholars can do, but he cannot drive the real power behind these words.

And what Max couldn't do, Barbara did.Although she is still young and immature, after all, she has achieved what others cannot do, and the runes accepted her.

Later, when she got along with Barbara, she began to notice the secret and evasive, warm and painful gaze from Barbara. Since then, the other party's attitude has also become hesitant.It can be seen that the person concerned really wants to hide this love, but she obviously didn't do it very well, full of flaws.Not to mention that Max is very sensitive to the sight and attitude of others because he is often bathed in the gaze of others.

do you like me?you like me.

How could it be possible not to notice such a straightforward emotion?It’s better to say that people who can’t see it are the most incredible, but Max never had the idea of ​​puncturing it, tearing it apart, and never responded. This is not because she rejects Barbara’s mood.

In fact, she has never cared about the gender or identity of the other half. Even if Barbara or someone else confesses to her, as long as it is not someone she cannot accept physically, she will probably not refuse.

Anyway, her so-called life has been a so-called heresy from the very beginning. What she needs may not be obtained from others until the end of her destiny.Didn't Heather's desperate resistance before confirm this?

Even though she was aware of Barbara's mood, she had no intention of alienating her. On the contrary, Max liked to observe Barbara's performance. For example, when they would find an empty classroom and sit and read a book, she would Deliberately pretending to be immersed in the book, at this time the other party will quietly focus on her eyes, slowly sliding down her facial features as if to lick her skin.Of course, she would occasionally play tricks and raise her head pretending to be aware of it. At this time, Barbara would suddenly bury her head between the pages and read the book pretending to be serious, her shoulders trembling slightly.

But this balance was broken after Margaret joined. Barbara hated her very much, and perhaps complained fiercely many times about Margaret's pranks on her, and regarded Margaret's actions as Because of contempt and contempt.

But Max knows that even though Margaret is indeed flamboyant and proud, she is not the type to do such things as bullying, let alone show unnecessary attention to people who look down on her. That type of person just ignores all the time.

She was dragged by Barbara's hand and ran all the way to the eighth floor. She sensed what was about to happen in her heart, and based on observing Barbara's tense and expectant expression, she also made a guess in her heart.

Barbara walked up and down under the portrait three times, and a doorway appeared in the wall.Usually this is a secret space for the three of them and a place for frequent gatherings, private and quiet enough not to be disturbed.

They got into the doorway, which was just an ordinary empty room with no major decorations: "What did you ask for?"

"I want the next conversation not to be disturbed by anyone." Anyone in this, although it does refer to other people, fundamentally only points to a certain person.

"Sister, I have something to say to you."

She drew a rune with her wand, crooked, but it looked like it worked.

The rune fell into Max's palm and turned into a bouquet of fresh roses, "Isn't it more convenient to use a spell?" Max flipped the bouquet indifferently, and the latter shook tremblingly, red The bright petals seem to have been rendered with blood.

"But it seems that you have mastered it well." Since Barbara always thought that she was pretending to be very good, she just cooperated for the time being and pretended to be completely ignorant.

"I didn't bring you here just to show off..." Barbara said timidly, "I, I just couldn't bear it, that bastard... Gryffindor is always around you, I can't accept it... "

"Meg and I are friends," she said easily, "as I am to you."

Barbara choked, and immediately showed a faint flinch, but she finally endured it and spoke in a low voice.

"……Different."

"what?"

"...I don't, I don't regard you as a friend!" Barbara realized that what she said might cause misunderstandings, and quickly explained, "I just like..."

"I can't hear you, Barbara."

"Hi..." Barbara seemed to be petrified, but she was breathing heavily, the words stuck in her throat.

"...I just like you." She pointed weakly at the rose in Max's hand, "That's the meaning of liking."

"But I don't understand you, Barbara. You should tell all about it." Max found the faint pleasure of watching her blushing again.

"...I like you, Max Siegel! I like you in the sense of love! I want, I want to date you!" Barbara simply broke the jar and shouted, "I'm a girl, I'm more than You are young, neither outstanding nor reliable. But my feelings are absolutely sincere..." Her voice became thinner again.

Her deer-like cautious gaze pleased Max and made her a little curious, as if observing a brand new reaction.It is natural to have love-desire between a man and a woman. If this is inevitable after the species reproduces and evolves, then why can this kind of lust arise between a woman and a woman?

This is really a very interesting thing.

"Isn't that still a good way to say it?" She walked up to Barbara, looking like she was trying to find a hole to slip into.

"Okay, I promise you." She smiled and said, "Let's date."