[HP DEHA] utility room

—Potter!What do you know?

—What do you know about Malfoy?Do you know Malfoy?What do you know about pure-blood families?You obviously don't understand anything!

Harry buried himself under the covers during his lunch break, thinking about Draco's words involuntarily.

Harry really didn't understand or be interested in those ancient pure-blood families. In his mind, maintaining pure-blood was about equal to Slytherin and about equal to evil.If Draco hadn't mentioned it, he wouldn't have thought anything from Draco's shoes.

——I don't know what Draco wanted to say to him by picking on him twice today.

Harry buried his head under the covers, trying to get the thought of Draco out of his head quickly.

When Filch pushed open the door to the trophy room, Harry expected to be faced with a strong smell of dust.But no, there was a very pleasant smell of wooden furniture.

The torches in the house are bright, wide and bright, and there are tall ornate cabinets everywhere. Inside the cabinets are gold or silver trophies, and there are even crowns inlaid with precious stones on the top.Against the backdrop of the firelight and the exquisite gold and silver trophies, the entire trophy room is resplendent.

Filch proudly tossed a few rags to Harry. He pointed to the farthest and tallest trophy cabinet for Harry to wipe from there.Then he turned and left, and the stone door closed with a creak.

Harry wiped the trophy and the cabinet with his fingers, and they were almost spotless - someone had obviously just wiped them here.

Did Snape just want to give him two hours of detention?No way?With doubts, Harry walked towards the depths of the trophy cabinets.

"Hey! Silly Potter."

In the supposedly quiet room, someone suddenly called Harry.Harry looked around but didn't see anyone, just when he thought it was an auditory hallucination, there was another crunching and chewing sound behind him, and Harry's hairs stood on end in shock.

"Haha, what's the matter? Did it scare you?"

I saw the familiar blond boy in the Slytherin school robe sitting on a table with his legs crossed, gnawing a green apple in a leisurely manner while looking at Harry jokingly.

Harry thought it was a little funny to meet Draco here suddenly.

"Malfoy? How did you get punished?" he sneered.

The blond boy took small bites of the apple slowly, and after eating a whole piece, he explained slowly: "I'm not here to wipe the trophy."

He snapped his fingers, and a few little goblins with rags poked their heads out from behind the trophy cabinet behind Draco.

"Okay, let's go back."

With Draco's instructions, the goblins disappeared from this room.

"Potter, I almost forgot, you grew up among Muggles, of course you don't know the legends of Hogwarts." Draco continued to eat his apple in a calm manner, "Just Based on what you can wipe in two hours, you should really learn to bribe these goblins who work in the castle."

The blond boy bent his pale eyes and smiled complacently.

Harry was pleasantly surprised to see Draco here, as if it was a problem with the lighting, he thought Draco had a nice smile, so he could see him staring at him for a second.

Then Harry thought about his different stance from Draco's.

Unappreciative on Harry's face, he picked up a rag and started wiping the trophy in hand, even though it was as clean as new.

"How much did you pay them in bribes?" said Harry coldly.

"One Galleon each." Draco replied indifferently.

"You write down the bill, and I'll pay you back." Harry turned to Draco and said solemnly.

"Haha." Draco was amused by Harry, "Silly Potter is so indifferent today, is it because he had a fight with his girlfriend?"

Harry shook his head violently, "Ginny is just my friend's sister, can you stop making such jokes?"

Draco showed a puzzled expression.

"It's you, why are you so free, without your fiancée Pansy?"

Harry's voice was cold and emotionless, but Draco was taken aback by what he said.He put down half an apple in his hand and jumped off the table, approaching Harry.

"how do you know?"

Harry looked away, "Aren't all of you purebloods like this in order to keep your bloodline pure?"

"But I don't like Pansy, and I don't want to marry her!" Draco grabbed Harry's arms, "Do you think I really want to?"

Harry didn't answer.Both were silent, the room only echoed.

"Potter, you don't know how lucky it is that no one forces you to choose."

Draco stared into Harry's eyes excitedly for a moment, but Harry looked dazed and didn't respond.

"Forget it." There was a slight disappointment in Draco's eyes, he gave up explaining, let go of Harry, and walked slowly towards the exit of the room.

"Malfoy," Harry whispered, "maybe I really don't understand you, Malfoy."

The blond boy stopped to listen before opening the door and going out. His shoulders shook when he heard Harry's last sentence, and Harry wasn't sure if he heard a small sob.

Seeing Draco's lonely back disappear behind the stone door, he felt a little distressed belatedly.

Harry felt that this time he was really wrong.

The next day, Seamus yelled "Someone saw Sirius Black!" and slapped a newspaper on the auditorium table.

The students at the Gryffindor table rushed to read the contents of the newspaper.

Harry was among the group.

Draco was watching them from the Slytherin table, and he saw Ginny walking towards Harry, and she wanted to take his hand when Harry got emotional.

Just as they were about to pull each other, Draco let out a long sigh and closed his eyes not to look.