【Deha】Is Mrs. Lavender updated today?

It was already seven o'clock in the evening when Harry Potter arrived at the target bar as agreed with Lavender, five hours had passed since he last saw that girl.Among them, more than an hour was spent flipping through the women's outfit that he didn't know where he had stuffed... Although there was no result, he finally chose the Transformation Curse.

Lavender chose a relatively remote corner, still very recognizable in her daytime attire, and when Harry Potter entered the door, he saw that the girl had ordered two bottles of mead and was drinking by herself.

Harry Potter walked over and pulled out a chair across from Lavender, but the other party just glanced up at him with a bad expression on his face.

"Ah... I'm sorry, I have to change the time because of something at work." The savior pushed his glasses in a concealed manner.Yes, they had agreed on four o'clock in the afternoon, but changed it to six because he had to return to the Ministry of Magic for a meeting, and changed it to seven because he couldn't find his clothes...

Draco Malfoy snorted disapprovingly, crossing his arms across his chest, "I thought I'd have to wait here until the bar closed."

"I'm not here on time."

"Yes, the punctuality after two pigeons is gratifying."

Harry Potter raised his hand in surrender, "I'm sorry for my fault." He poured himself a glass of wine, and cut to the point, "It's completely unexpected that you would take the initiative to ask me to meet, what happened?"

Draco Malfoy glanced at the girl on the opposite side, her curly black hair was loose, she was not as docile as when she met at the exhibition last time, she was still wearing the same clothes as when she met last time, but she wore a dark robe , it looks like it's still a male model.

"That's all you have on?" Draco Malfoy asked in disgust.

"Uh..." In a sense it really is. Harry Potter blinked innocently, "What's the problem?"

"If the salary of the Ministry of Magic is so low that you can't even pay for a women's robe, I advise you to resign." Draco Malfoy raised his chin and nodded the other party's robe, "If you don't want to resign, the only way for you is to complain to the Savior Exploiting subordinates. Guess our sage Potter will be happy to pay for a well-fitting robe for you."

"Don't tell me that you took the initiative to ask me to meet to mock my work and my boss?" Harry Potter glared at the rebellious guy opposite.

"You're right," Draco Malfoy said flirtatiously, before leaning forward and continuing dangerously, "and that assumes someone seems to have sold all my information to her boss."

Oh, let's do it... Ganqing is here to Xingshi to inquire about the crime. Harry Potter rolled his eyes, and muttered under his breath, "How narrow-minded."

"Miss?! Miss Sissy? Who betrayed whom? Huh?!" Draco Malfoy was a little excited, and raised his voice unconsciously.

"Hey, let me say, keep your voice down." Harry Potter hastily made a silent gesture, "Madam, can you be a little self-conscious about being an internet celebrity, in case you are recognized, you will be listed on the homepage of the forum tomorrow."

"Gan Linniang's internet celebrity." Draco Malfoy spat.

"Okay, then please, lady, calm down." Harry Potter held his forehead, "I need it for work, and it's also to protect your personal safety." He comforted the other party in a serious manner, "Why are you so excited."

"You know that the reason I deleted my account is because I don't want him—" Draco Malfoy changed his words in the middle of the sentence, and he became more and more excited, fingering the wooden tabletop fiercely, "Including you! You! I don't want any of you People are looking for me!"

"Why?" Harry Potter sipped his mead.

Draco Malfoy was going crazy with the empty mind of the girl in front of him. He drank a glass of mead in one gulp, and the other party refilled him in a very cooperative manner.

Draco Malfoy rolled his eyes, "You're a fanfic yourself, aren't you afraid that your superiors will know you're drawing pictures of him in bed? Or with an ex-Death Eater?"

Harry Potter spread his hands indifferently, "Our boss is more considerate and amiable than you think." Although these were indeed the words of his subordinates, he couldn't help but blush after saying such a self-proclaimed word, "And he himself Also look at the same people."

"Damn!" Draco Malfoy yelled, "Isn't this the most horrible thing!"

"What's so scary?" Harry Potter couldn't understand the brain circuit of the girl across from him. Why, couldn't he, Harry Potter, want to have sex with his crush?

"He! A straight man of steel!" Draco Malfoy bit the last two words tightly, and growled in a low voice, "Look at a fucking BL fan?!"

"Who says he's straight?" Harry Potter slipped out without thinking.

"What?!" Draco Malfoy was taken aback, he swore he must be hallucinating.

"Uh... no, I mean..." Harry Potter reacted instantly and wanted to slap himself, "Even if you are a straight man, who stipulates that straight men can't appreciate homosexual literature?"

"Damn it." Draco Malfoy hopped his feet angrily, "Miss, please be sober, it's not ordinary gay literature, it's his own! It's still his student rival, a former Death Eater, and the two of them met each other except for each other. There is no other possibility other than slander!"

"Oh, so that's why you're so keen on Bad Ending?" Harry Potter realized he'd gotten something serious.

"Yes," Draco Malfoy didn't hide it, he breathed a sigh of relief, trying to slow down his rapid tone, "so you understand, I don't want to bring those unrealistic fantasies into real life."

"Hmm..." Harry Potter pondered for a while, staring at the sad-faced girl on the opposite side seriously, "I don't understand."

Draco Malfoy took a deep breath, and concluded, "Are you mentally handicapped." Statement.

"You're fucking retarded." Harry Potter glared at him.

"Ok, let me put it another way." Draco Malfoy continued under the exaggerated expectation of "please start your show", "If someone wrote a love story between you and your deadly enemy, wouldn't you feel disgusted?"

No, because that's what I do. Harry Potter thought.He pretended to think about it seriously, and replied, "I don't think so."

"You don't think so, but how can you be sure he doesn't think so either." Draco Malfoy casually pointed to the third person who didn't exist at all, "So, do you understand?"

Harry Potter held his wine glass with his thumb and forefinger back and forth and stroked the low-temperature glass wall, resting his elbow on the edge of the table with his other hand, and carefully looked at the blond girl opposite. There was a layer of worry on his face, unlike when he met him as Harry Potter during the day, after this time he could feel that the other party was more willing to communicate with the wand, and seemed to be waiting for him to give her something.

"You care a lot about what he thinks of you." Harry Potter said lightly.

Draco Malfoy was taken aback, and denied it flatly, "No."

"Don't deny it, you really care." Harry Potter tucked his unaccustomed long hair back behind his ears, and looked into the other's dodging eyes, "Let's put it this way, as fan authors, I don't think we It is necessary to consider the feelings of the master after seeing the doujin. Doujin creation has always existed to satisfy the author himself. Although it is a bit impolite to say this, we have already understood that all of this is from the moment we create doujin. Is it fake?"

The wand-too-soft voice drifted slowly through the air between them and into his ears, and Draco Malfoy really couldn't refute it, to be honest.

"Unless there comes a day when the protagonists in our novel clearly propose that secondary creations are not allowed and all fan works are prohibited, then we should delete the related works." Harry Potter continued to look at the other party's dim eyes, "and You also said that you are a fan of the Savior, well, black fan." He suddenly smiled, "Isn't it a good thing for a fan to have the opportunity to contact idols?"

Draco Malfoy said nothing, just poured himself another glass of wine and drank it down.

Harry Potter sighed, "Then can you tell me calmly now, why did you delete your account?"

Draco Malfoy fumbled a cigarette case out of his pocket annoyedly, took one and bit into his mouth.

"If you're going to smoke, I think we'll have to move," Harry Potter reminded her.

"No need." Draco Malfoy replied vaguely, he didn't light the fire, and played with the unlit cigarette between his fingers for a while before stuffing it back into the box.

Draco Malfoy lowered his voice, and the people on the other side were still waiting for him to speak.

"I remember you told me you had a crush." ​​He said suddenly.

Harry Potter didn't expect the other party to bring this up suddenly, so he nodded, "Yes."

"Then maybe you can understand why I did this." Draco Malfoy chuckled self-mockingly, staring at his glass, "I like him."

Wait, what unfolds? ! Harry Potter felt apprehensive and had a bad premonition, he tried: "Uh...you mean Harry Potter? If you mean fans—"

"—No." Draco Malfoy decisively interrupted the opposite, lowering his eyelids, looking death at home.

"I love him."

……………….Fuck.

Harry Potter didn't expect that this heart-to-heart talk could lead to a confession.

But... but girl!We've never seen it before!Why are you in love with me?It can't be the savior of the Ministry of Magic!You can take it if you like! Harry Potter roared inwardly.

Draco Malfoy looked at the other side who looked shocked after he said those words and sneered, the girl's half-open mouth and rounded green eyes were full of disbelief.See, no one will not be surprised, and no one can understand why he did it. Draco Malfoy had a crush on Harry Potter, which was weird enough in itself.

"Stupid?" He stretched out his hand and shook his wand too thinly in front of his eyes, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to your Auror boss who radiates the radiance of the Holy Mother all the time." He smiled wryly, pretending to be easy to pick Mei, "Besides, he also has a girlfriend, doesn't he?"

"What? No, I didn't—no, I mean our leader, he didn't." Harry Potter quickly covered up his slip of the tongue, with a serious face,

"Oh?" It was Draco Malfoy's turn to be surprised this time. "Ginny Weasley kicked him?"

"We broke up 800 years ago." Harry Potter realized that what he said was wrong, and quickly added, "But he does have someone in mind, eh."

Draco Malfoy narrowed his eyes. "Who?"

"Ah..." Harry Potter scratched his head in pain, thinking of how to fool him, "I don't know, but there is."

Draco Malfoy stared at the girl on the opposite side, it really didn't look like he was lying, he relaxed his tense nerves, "Well, it's not my turn anyway, I have this self-knowledge."

The air was silent for a long time, and Harry Potter didn't know how to comfort the girl in front of him who had just been rejected by him. It was not that he had rejected others before, but this was indeed the first time in this situation.

Rejecting a girl who has a crush on him as another person... the world is wonderful.

Draco Malfoy only spoke again when he was emptying the last of the liquid in the bottle.

"In exchange, shouldn't you talk about your crush?" He resumed his teasing tone before, "Have you found a chance to force a kiss?"

Harry Potter rolled his eyes, "Heh, it's as if you dare to kiss your crush."

"Don't dare." Draco Malfoy said frankly, teasing, "You can try it, it's very useful."

"Yes, when I get the chance to implement it, if I am sent to St. Mungo's, I will extort your medical expenses ten times."

Draco Malfoy finally made a provocative "no problem" gesture with the corner of his mouth hooked, "For the sake of what you have heard and what I have said so much, I will buy wine."

"Thanks." Harry Potter swung his glass, "One more question."

"Say."

"You really don't know whom you are guilty of?" asked the Savior, "except me."

Draco Malfoy shook his head, "You should know that I don't like to speak out on the Internet."

"Okay, I see." Harry Potter said, raising his wrist to look at the time, "Dinner together?"

"No, I have an appointment with someone else." Draco Malfoy stood up and was about to leave, and suddenly frowned, "Miss, whether it's out of humanitarianism, or I really can't go against my conscience. I still have to advise you to buy it for yourself." A lady's robe, this one is really—" He stared at the completely ill-fitting robe on his wand-too-thin body, shaking his head, "It's old-fashioned and shabby and ugly."

"...Go away, please."

***

After Lavender left, Harry Potter found a remote and uninhabited corner to remove all the Transfiguration spells on himself, then found a random restaurant to have dinner alone, and walked back along the streets of Diagon Alley.

Those inexplicable conversations with Lavender before still reverberate in his mind. The girl likes him, loves him, maybe only his heroic deeds, and admires his reputation. Not so obsessed with him.

But himself.The person he had a crush on, the person he was fascinated and admired, even if he had no fame, no deeds, no other flashy celebrity aura, he still couldn't get this feeling.

In fact, there is no essential difference between himself and Lavender, both are secretly in love with an unreachable object.

The latest clothes were displayed in the windows of the clothing store Harry Potter passed by, and he suddenly remembered the girl's disdain for his long robe.

He stopped in his tracks, hesitating for a while whether to buy the lady's robe or not.

The price is not high, and the style looks good. If they want to meet in this capacity in the future...then...

Keep it... as a spare?

Tbc