HP If Scorpius was born by Harley

After the scuffle that day, both Draco and Harry were punished by confinement for a period of time. However, although they were both confinement by Professor Snape, there were two completely different situations, and even formed a sharp contrast. Compared.

Hogwarts Vault - the exclusive office of the Potions Professor.

As we all know, Professor Snape, the dean of the Snake House, is an extremely partial person, and his preference for Slytherin is simply outrageous. Now, Harry, who has suffered from it for many years, has made this idea even more obvious.

Harry's face was a bit grim, it was obvious that both of them were in confinement, and their punishments were very different.

Harry was also wearing dragonskin gloves that had been temporarily modified with the shrinking spell. His hands were relatively thin, and even with the shrinking spell cast on the dragonskin gloves, they still looked extraordinarily fat.

He was fetching silk for an African spider clumsily, and the African spider in his hand was obviously dissatisfied with its rough behavior, so it broke free from the powerful stun spell, kept struggling to escape, and knocked down a large potion bottle, Made a mess on the stage.

And the other student who was punished - Draco Malfoy, was suppressing an overly big smile, happily flipping through the books in his hand.

He was only asked to sit on a soft sofa and read a few books.

The snickering behavior of a certain Slytherin viper was caught by Professor Snape, who was rarely in a good mood, and the dean, known for his poisonous tongue and partiality, only snorted.

After the potion bottle was knocked down several times, the face of the potions professor who had been frowning and changing the potion homework became even darker.

"Look, what our great savior is doing..." Professor Snape finally shifted his gaze from the parchment that had been destroyed by the snake king's aura to Harry and the dying spider in his hand.

Then I saw Harry's hand trembling again, and he took the silk stiffly for it.

"I'm assuming that the thing hanging around your neck is not an ornament, then it should provide you with a little bit of understanding, what is 'taking' rather than 'squeezing'."

The sarcasm in the last word made Harry a little embarrassed, even a little bit ashamed.

Even though years of experience told him that it is best to shut up at this time, he still couldn't help but replied: "Of course, professor, I think my teachers are dedicated enough to not let me lose the education I deserve."

Then I heard the natural answer.

Snape snorted coldly, he sneered, and said, "One point from Gryffindor, because you don't respect the professor."

Then he slapped a big T on a Gryffindor homework assignment in a way that made the blue-eyed savior tremble almost inaudibly.

Draco, who was peeking at Harry, couldn't help but feel a little proud. He put down the books that he was required to memorize in the first grade, lazily leaned back on the sofa, and picked up another book from the table next to him.

The eyes of the savior moved to the smiling platinum nobleman and the sofa under him.

It's really discriminatory...

The blue-eyed savior felt a little aggrieved, and he looked at the four-legged round stool under his buttocks again. It took him a lot of effort to calm down the stool that was trying to run around with its four legs pulled out, after all, it was not a horse. horse.

Its liveliness also made Harry deeply suspect that Professor Snape had cast a spell on it.

However, Professor Snape didn't give him time to be dazed. After being ridiculed as a troll again, Harry shivered and obediently completed his confinement task.

In the following time, the savior kept his mouth shut and began to fetch the silk, but this time he obediently tried to "fetch" the silk.

Draco, who saw Harry so quiet for the first time, was a little surprised, and couldn't help but sneak a few glances at Harry.

After all, the two have known each other since the first grade, and they are the ones who will definitely cause bloody storms when they meet, and sometimes even lead to house disputes between Slytherin and Gryffindor, which even made Professor McGonagall consider whether to take Gran Fendor is separate from Slytherin's classes.

Draco thought about it again, he had really never seen the other side's quiet side.

But he still stopped peeking, and looked at the book in his hand again, hum, this doesn't change the fact that he is a stupid lion.

"Grumbling."

With a constantly rumbling stomach, the stinky Harry returned to the Gryffindor common room wearily.

Harry, who already knew the content of tomorrow's confinement, was desperately thinking about whether to cast a black magic to make the potions professor leave Hogwarts.

"Tomorrow is pustules for toads!"

He could predict that he would absolutely stink tomorrow, and that he would definitely be gleeful at that Malfoy guy, and then be the laughing stock of Slytherin for a whole year.

"Grumbling..."

Leaving aside the troubles that belonged to tomorrow, Harry seriously considered at the moment he stood in front of the fat lady's portrait, whether going to the kitchen now would be considered by Mrs. Norris as a student who banned night tours, and Harry was still tired afterwards He decided to go back to the soft bed and have a good sleep.

With a click, the door opened with a grunt from the fat lady, and surprisingly the large common room was not empty.

"Harry." Ron, who was dozing off on the golden-red sofa, jumped up the moment he saw Harry.

"Ron, why are you here?" Harry looked at his best buddy in confusion.

Ron kept muttering about the horrors of Professor Snape's reeducation through labor, and immediately pulled Harry to a round table, pointing to a pile of plates on the table, even with some pumpkin juice poured on it.

Harry looked at it, and there were many of his favorite foods, and he couldn't help being moved. Although the plate was a mess, he even saw the salad dressing and pumpkin juice mixed together, which made him lose his appetite.

Ron tugged on his worn-out robe, and said, "I saw that you didn't eat much at dinner, so I secretly took some back!"

"Thank you, Ron!" Harry touched his empty stomach. He ate some bread at dinner just now because he thought of going to the cellar for confinement and left.

He didn't even look at the scary appearance of the food on the plate, just picked it up and ate it.

"Harry?"

Hermione was wearing a nightgown, sneaking out of the girls' dormitory with a small bamboo basket, which looked like food.

She walked up to Harry, looked at the food in his hand, just happened to drop a drop of pumpkin from one piece of roast meat onto another piece of chicken, and whispered helplessly: "Boys!"

She walked up to Harry, muttering repeatedly, "I just saw you leave after eating a little bread, and took some food."

After all, she took out two plates and a cup from the basket. The cup contained some milk, and the plate contained various foods. Harry even saw a salad. All the food was placed on the plate by category. I have to say , which looked a bit more...beautiful than the one on Ron's plate.

"Thank you."

Harry earnestly thanked his two friends, even though he felt very tired, and even though the food that the two friends tried their best to keep warm with the heat preservation spell was not delicious, he still felt very lucky to have come to the wizarding world and entered the Hoag Woz, went to Gryffindor, and had a lot of friends and even family members.

Compared to Harry who was a little touched, Shemin hesitated, and the eyes of the shaggy witch shifted a little: "I'm sorry, Harry..."

The blue-eyed savior raised his head, with confusion in his eyes.

Hermione took a deep breath and said, "I shouldn't have forced you to deliver chocolates to Malfoy."

It also caused you to be imprisoned...

The point is in Professor Snape's cellar...

Although she disagreed with what Harry and the others called Professor Snape, and Hermione, who had a fascinated respect for the Potions Professor, had to admit that Professor Snape hated Gryffindor and Harry Potter very much.

But before Hermione could wait for the answer from the blue-eyed savior, she heard the smirk of Ron, who had been very quiet all along.

"But, Hermione, that Malfoy actually gave Harry chocolate too, hahahahaha, just thinking of him making chocolate with disgust..."

"Please, Ron." Hermione rolled her eyes. "He's Malfoy. He probably bought that piece of chocolate. After all, he's a bastard with an upturned nostril who only calls Dad."

Really bad reviews...

In the Slytherin dormitory, Draco, who was impatiently cleaning up the defective chocolates, sneezed.

Only Zabini looked at the tool in his hand with a look of horror: "Pansy will definitely cry. She hasn't accepted your chocolate for so many years."

"Shut your mouth, Bryce, you look so stupid." The platinum nobleman wrapped the tool with a dark face and threw it into the trash can.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Harry was a little disgusted, and he stuck out his tongue: "Please, Ron, Hermione. I'm quite afraid that he will add something to it, not to mention that when we were in the hall before, the piece of chocolate disappeared. gone."

Hermione and Ron looked at each other, but didn't continue the conversation.

Harry scratched his messy hair in distress, his green eyes were full of curiosity and puzzlement, he said to his two friends: "I don't even know how I will be with him in the future, my future partner But want to be like..."

Not knowing what to think of, Harry's face turned red instantly, he lowered his head and continued to eat.

In any case, today's confinement is over, and Harry tidied up his dirty robes tiredly, then lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

In fact, the truth is this!

In another world.

Harry looked at the majestic Hogwarts curiously. Judging from the appearance, Hogwarts was somewhat stunningly beautiful. He followed the large army into the gate of Hogwarts with boundless apprehension.

His good friend Anne next to him also looked at Hogwarts with him with bright eyes. Annie is his only friend since he went to school. She is a very caring girl. Although she sometimes becomes very weird, she is very righteous and always When he was bullied by Cousin Dali, he took the teacher to find him every moment.

Suddenly, Annie clutched her chest and started to giggle badly, which shocked even the shaggy-haired little witch and a red-haired little wizard next to her.

Harry rolled his eyes, followed Annie's line of sight, and saw a boy with platinum blonde hair. He was talking with a very tall and strong boy next to him with his head raised.

He has exquisite facial features and an expression of pride to the point of arrogance.

He looks so cute.

Harry, who had been troubled by Anne for a long time, thought so, and he looked at his friend beside him, fearing that she would do something terrible again.

But this time Annie didn't do anything out of the ordinary, she just approached Harry with a smirk, and whispered: "If a person like him really wants to make a friend, he will definitely be embarrassed and happy." I go up to talk to him, and nine times out of ten I get rejected, because it feels like he really doesn't lack friends and he really doesn't know how to strike up a conversation normally."

After listening to her, Harry looked curiously at the platinum-haired boy again, and sure enough, he saw many little wizards clustered around him.

Just like the little prince in a fairy tale.

Harry made a calm evaluation. Having known Annie for so many years, Harry, who has always known that Annie is very accurate in seeing people, was not surprised. He tugged on his friend's sleeve, signaling some friends who were lagging behind to follow up.

At this moment, a witch who felt a bit old came to the chattering little wizard. She was Professor McGonagall, the dean of Gryffindor.

"Welcome to Hogwarts." Professor McGonagall said loudly, "The opening dinner will start soon. But before that, you will be assigned to your respective houses... We will Come to call you, please wait here quietly for a while."

Harry was a little nervous. He kept the words of this serious-looking professor firmly in his heart, fearing that he would miss any useful information.

When she finally left the small room, Harry swallowed nervously.

Not far away, he heard his new friend, the red-haired Weasley, who was constantly discussing the sorting ceremony with others and arousing others' amazement, but his good friend Anne was still looking at the platinum nobleman with burning eyes.

The mood of the blue-eyed savior suddenly changed from a little heavy to a relaxed and natural one. What if he was expelled from Hogwarts, at worst, he went back to his original school to continue his studies.

"I heard that the savior has come here." At this moment, a very clear voice sounded, it was the platinum-blond boy.

He had a reserved and somewhat arrogant smile on his face, which was a bit annoying to be honest, and Harry looked directly at him.

The platinum-blonde boy clarified his identity, smiled at him, and stretched out his right hand: "Draco, Draco Malfoy."

Harry hesitated, but Annie pushed him excitedly, and slapped the little red-haired wizard back who wanted to laugh. The blue-eyed savior smiled reflexively at the platinum-haired boy, and then held his hand. his hand.

"I'm Harry, Harry Potter, nice to meet you."

Ignoring the little wizards next to him who were a little stunned when they heard his name, Harry continued to chat with Draco awkwardly.

Draco was a little excited, and there was even a blush on his pale face. He grew up listening to stories about the savior, and had always dreamed of meeting such a person. Unexpectedly, Draco carefully looked at Ha profit.

He is very thin, and the elves in his family are probably stronger than him.

Draco coughed somewhat in disguise, but he had heard from some newspapers that Harry lived happily like a little prince in his Muggle relatives' home.But seeing him like this, he couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart. Although it was very rude to ask, he still couldn't help being curious. After thinking about it, he said in a more tactful tone: "Harry, can you ...really thin."

Harry, who was called by his Christian name directly, didn't think he was rude, but suddenly found this guy a bit interesting, because among all the little wizards, although he was indeed relatively short, you must know that Draco on the opposite side was nothing compared to him. How much stronger he is.

"..." Draco smiled at him again, and was about to say something to him, but Professor McGonagall had appeared with a serious face, so he had to keep his mouth shut.

Draco returned to his original position, to the center of the crowd.

Annie pulled her friend back immediately after Draco turned around, smiled apologetically at Ron who had been slapped by her, then smiled wickedly, and asked, "How is he? "

Harry knew his friend's character, and suddenly felt a little shy, and said, "I think he is a very interesting person, and I think we should be good friends."

"It's just a good friend..." Annie muttered softly, a little discouraged, and after seeing her friend's shyness, she stretched out her hand and pulled Harry's flushed face even more resentfully: "Harry, you are so shy so easily. How will I find my future partner at Hogwarts in the future!"

The most important thing is how to become Hader...

So, Annie, what's going on in your head! ! !

Harry blushed even more...

The author has something to say: The final exam was actually brought forward...Caught off guard...I was a scumbag in the exam, and I didn't go home to review at school on New Year's Day, and I was still a scumbag...