【HP】I don’t want to fall in love, I just want to mess around

The infirmary was dark.

The school's infirmary is naturally not as sophisticated as a Muggle hospital, but fortunately it doesn't have the smell of disinfectant that Esther hates most.

There was only a faint bitter potion smell in the air. She was used to smelling this kind of potion at Hogwarts, so it wasn't too unpleasant for her now.

Esther was lying on the bed, turning left and right, unable to sleep.

She should have fallen asleep quickly after drinking the sedative, but for some reason she didn't feel sleepy at all.

She thought this might be because she recognized the bed.

The beds between the infirmaries were blocked by curtains, and Draco was motionless opposite her, seeming to have fallen asleep.

She began to think about all her experiences entering Hogwarts, as if she was still involved with the main characters in this world even if she was unwilling to do so.

The reason why she made up her mind to be a bystander far away from the main plot was because she was afraid that her participation would cause a butterfly effect and deviate from the originally good ending of the story.

But ask yourself, does she really not want the ending to be better?

Did she really not want to save those who died before and during the Great War?

As a reader in the past, she felt sorry for those who passed away, not to mention that now they have become her classmates, friends, and teachers.

Let's not talk about it, let's talk about Cedric, this senior who will always talk to you gently, likes Quidditch, and has excellent morals and academics. Can she really watch him die in front of her eyes?

Can't do it.

She was so confused that for a while she thought about confessing to Dumbledore directly, but for a moment she felt that she must not reveal her identity to others.

she is afraid...

Afraid of what they would do to her if they knew the truth? How to treat this world?

What will they think when they know that they are just characters in the book and the ending is already determined?

Do you think she is a monster or an alien?

Or do you think she is a lunatic who talks nonsense?

What would her parents think of her?

Will he still regard her as his precious daughter?

Or... regard her as a murderer who "killed" her own child?

She couldn't tell.

So I chose silence for now.

Only when she was really in the middle of the plot did she realize how naive her initial thoughts were.

Perhaps on the first day of school, when she put cake batter on Draco, it was destined that she couldn't be used as an unknown backdrop.

So what’s the next step?

She sighed sadly, her mind was in turmoil, and she couldn't make up an idea after thinking for a long time.

Suddenly, the curtain on the opposite side was opened with a "snap".

Draco sat up with his slightly frizzy hair and looked at Esther dissatisfied: "Can you stop tossing and turning, you know it's very noisy?"

Esther was in no mood to argue with him now, so she simply ignored him.

The boy who got no response did not give up, but continued to ask: "Hey! Don't pretend to be asleep! Answer me!"

Esther still ignored him.

The young man couldn't bear it, so he got out of bed and pulled her curtains out, which was very ungentlemanly.

The moment he opened the curtain, Esther covered herself completely in the quilt, showing with actual actions that she didn't want to pay attention to him.

"are you crazy?"

Draco couldn't understand her behavior, but that didn't stop him from speaking arrogantly.

Esther suddenly sat up suddenly, and the quilt slipped down, revealing her delicate face, which startled Draco who was standing aside.

"Draco, why do you keep fighting me?"

She raised her eyes, frowned and asked the boy opposite her seriously.

Draco looked down at her condescendingly. In the dim room, his too-light blond hair floated like moonlight.

"I'm not targeting you, and we're not familiar with each other, so please don't call me by my first name."

As the surroundings were dark, Esther could not see his expression clearly, but it was not difficult to hear his dissatisfaction and cynicism from his tone.

But Esther was still shocked, more surprised than seeing a bucket of slugs tumble out.

"Did I hear you correctly? You just used the word "please" to me? You would actually say "please" to others?"

Her tone was full of shock and disbelief.

Draco's face darkened, and he "swiped" the curtain back to isolate them again. He was no longer willing to talk to Esther.

Esther didn't want to, she opened the curtain and stuck her head out: "You haven't told me yet, why are you targeting me?"

Draco was already lying back on his bed. He replied coldly: "I told you that I didn't target you. Don't forget that you were the one who hit me first from the beginning."

"It's true that I bumped into you first, but I've already told you I'm sorry. If you want me to compensate, I can compensate you. But you shouldn't take away my potion textbook. Do you know that I want to Potions class! Professor Snape is so scary. If I'm late for his class and I don't bring my books, do you think he will let me go?"

When he said this, Esther finally couldn't help but start to complain.

Normally she would never say this to him, but tonight her mind seemed a little unclear, or she was holding it back too hard, and she needed an outlet.

Anyway, he just said it and continued.

"Really, even though I bumped into you, what you did later was too much. Even if you feel uncomfortable, even if you bring a piece of cake to my face again, I won't..."

As she spoke, she suddenly realized something and stopped the car urgently.

Draco on the opposite side had already sat up again: "What can't you do? Why don't you continue talking?"

Esther fell back on the bed: "It's already very late, I'm going to bed, don't disturb my sleep."

"Would you like me to help you add something?" Draco's voice was not loud, but it was very clear in the silent night: "You wouldn't deliberately pretend to be overly afraid, and then deliberately show off in front of Professor Snape Pass out and put the blame on me, right?”

Esther closed her eyes and continued to play dead.

Is he so smart?

Should not be ah.

As a villain who always shoots himself in the foot, how can he be so smart? This is not reasonable at all! !

It's over, it's over, I'm careless.

Esther complained endlessly, but she couldn't help but retaliate: "What are you talking about? I don't understand. Master Malfoy actually has a problem with talking to himself. He really needs to go and see it early."

Draco sneered "Haha", ignored her nonsense, and continued: "Let me tell you, why do you show a completely different character later than before? It turns out that you have been pretending before. Talking about it You are truly unparalleled in acting, Esther."

That's still much immature compared to your dean.

Moreover, you just said it yourself, we are not familiar with each other, who do you call by his first name?

Esther secretly slandered.

"Haha, you are really good at pretending. Now I have a handle on you, so just wait and see."

He was still saying harsh things.

Esther listened to his endless words, and finally couldn't help but opened the curtain again, and deliberately threatened: "If you say that again, I will call Madam Pomfrey over, saying that you just pulled my curtain, and you still You want to lift my quilt."

Draco was stunned for a moment, and then his face began to turn red when he realized what she meant.

"Shameless!"

"Excuse me, but I'm not as despicable as you."

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