[HP] Lover

After seeing Draco in the Potions classroom that day, Ivan found that Malfoy, who was regarded as a prince by Slytherin students, appeared in his sight more and more often, and almost every meal could be served in the auditorium. See the tall boy in a slim robe.

Obviously, I only saw Malfoy in the past when I had conflicts with Potter, why can I see him every day recently... Ivan scratched his hair, and couldn't help but look over the long table in Gryffindor Leitlin looked over.

In fact, Draco and Ivan can often meet, but neither of them has noticed each other's existence, so Ivan thinks that Draco is a reclusive kind.

When you start paying attention to a person, you will find that he is everywhere.Hogwarts is a castle. Except for flying lessons and some practical lessons, students come and go in the castle every day.Aiwen gradually discovered that Malfoy seemed to have countless friends in every part of the castle. He could be seen when he went to the auditorium for dinner, and he would pass by in the corridor on the way to class, and even went to the library to read a book—a casual one When you look up, you will find that there is an extra Malfoy who is serious about writing a thesis on the next table.

However, Ivan sighed, Malfoy seemed to have completely forgotten himself, and really wanted to say hello to him, the handkerchief hasn't been returned to him yet——

After lunch, Ai Wen hurriedly ran out of the castle with his friends. They went out through the gate, walked through the grass, and stopped until they reached the edge of the Forbidden Forest. The grass is slightly rippling with fine waves, gently brushing over their ankles, which makes people feel very comfortable.Not far away, the trees in the Forbidden Forest were also swaying with the wind, and some senior students lined up in two long columns to attend classes at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Today is Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw's second-year flying class. All Ravenclaw students and most of Hufflepuff's students have arrived. Alvin and his friends missed the first pick of the broom When it was a good time, I had to take the one that looked the most tattered, with protruding branches all over it. Ivan prayed in a low voice in his heart, hoping that this broom would not keep tilting to the right like the one in the last class.

Aiwen’s prayers were not in vain, the broom did not have the problem of tilting to the left, it started to tilt to the left, and it couldn’t be seen after flying for a while, and it became more and more crooked as time went on, and Mrs. Hodge didn’t allow them to come down casually. Wen can only fly a circle in mid-air.

After a while, when Ivan was about to be unable to hold on, Mrs. Hodge finally blew the whistle to let them land, and they had to learn new movements.

While controlling the broom to slide down slowly, Aiwen found that the extremely tall half-giant Hagrid was carrying a student from the edge of the Forbidden Forest to the castle.

"Look, is that Hagrid?" Ivan poked his friend around him, pointing in Hagrid's direction, "Who is he holding?"

"I don't know, I can't see clearly. There must be some injured students." The brown-haired boy with some freckles shook his head. He was Ivan's roommate, Edward Sieg.

"How did someone get hurt? What class are they in?" Ivan frowned. The student Hagrid was holding gave him a very familiar feeling, but the only people he knew were some friends of Hufflepuff around him.

"Protection of Magical Creatures class, today is Hagrid's first class as a professor. He has been saying that he will never disappoint everyone since a few days ago, but to be honest, I don't think Hagrid is suitable for being a professor. , this is not suitable for him." Edward, who was a little chubby, tightly grasped the struggling broom in his hand, and pulled Ivan towards Mrs. Hodge, "Come on, Mrs. Hodge will explain the essentials. I don’t want to be caught by her and pulled over to demonstrate.”

The former professor Keitel Byrne retired in old age, and Hagrid took his place as the new professor of conservation of magical biology this semester. There is no elective course in the second year, and Ivan doesn't know what the subject of conservation of magical creatures is. Students will be injured.

Ai Wen reached out to touch the white handkerchief in his pocket. It was delicate and silky to the touch. It was obviously an expensive material, and the rose embroidery on the edge was also very delicate.Although he was not willing to use it that day, he washed it carefully several times after returning to the dormitory, and kept it in his pocket all the time, planning to find a chance to return it to Draco, but since that day he went to the cellar to make potions and never encountered it again. After passing Draco, although we usually see him several times a day, he always has a large group of friends by his side. Draco is either accompanied by two hunk servants or a boy with darker skin and a girl with dark hair.

During dinner, Ivan and the others were almost the first ones to arrive at the lobby, because they didn't go back to the dormitory after flying lessons in the afternoon, went to the library to read for a while, and then went directly to the first floor, but they didn't wait until they were about to finish dinner , the hall was full of students, and Ivan did not see Draco on the long Slytherin table, his usual seat was empty, and the few Slytherins who often followed him were gathering together and talking, It's a pity that they are too far away, and there are many students in the middle. Ivan can't see anything, just keeps looking there.

"Aiwen, what are you looking at!" I don't know who poked Aiwen.

"Hey——" Aiwen turned around and found that it was one of his roommates. Just as he was about to answer, he heard a senior student opposite him say, "Malfoy didn't come to dinner today, did you find out?" The girl made a small clucking sound, and smacked her arm narrowly, "Why are you so concerned about others?"

Ai Wen pursed his lips, took a bite of the pudding and pretended to taste it carefully, but actually listened to the conversation of the two senior girls around him.

"I'm just curious because he didn't quarrel with Potter today, Branna, you pay more attention to Malfoy, don't you know what he's doing?"

The girl named Branna sighed, put her hands on her cheeks and looked in the direction of Slytherin sadly, "Malfoy was injured in class today, I heard that he was broken, and he is still lying in the hospital wing, I don't know Has my consolation gift been delivered to him?"

Several people around exclaimed in unison, and Ai Wen almost couldn't help shouting out with them. After a pause, he thought silently in his heart, really want to go, really want to go, really want to go.

But Ivan didn't have a reason to visit Draco.First of all, there are many people who want to see Draco. As a typical Malfoy with money, good looks and family background, he has a large group of suitors; It's embarrassing for people who don't know you, what should Ivan say then?Hello, I heard you were injured, and I'm here to return the handkerchief; besides, Madam Pomfrey doesn't welcome any visitors unless it's a close friend of the patient, and even a good friend visits only for a short time 5 minutes.

However, Ivan soon had a chance, and their prefect—Cedric Diggory walked over from the other side of the long table, holding a list in his hand, "Ivan, send me a copy when you are free." something?"

Ivan and Cedric have a good relationship, and Cedric helped him get permission to use potions classroom equipment, "Who is it for?"

"Ms. Pomfrey in the medical wing, just copy the list in the notebook in the medical wing. I have to go to Dean Sprout right away. I don't know when I will be back. They all have other things to do. You Are you busy at night, I will ask other people."

"No, no, I'm fine, leave it to me!" In fact, Ai Wen originally planned to go to the library to return books, but when he heard that he was going to the medical wing, he immediately took over the job and greeted his roommates He put on his schoolbag and ran to the medical wing on the second floor with the list.

"Madame Pomfrey, are you there?" Ivan stood at the door of the medical wing and knocked on the door. "I am Evan Wilson from Hufflepuff, here to deliver the potion order."

"Madame Pomfrey? Madam...isn't there?" The door of the medical wing was closed tightly. Ivan called for a long time but no one answered. After thinking about it, he carefully opened the door and stuck a head four through the crack. Look down, "Is anyone there?"

"It's so noisy, Madam Pomfrey has gone to the principal's office, you can leave now."

Hearing the impatient tone in the familiar elegance, Ivan froze for a moment, but he quickly opened the door to the size that he could squeeze through, "Then I'll wait here for her to come back, Malfoy, Are your injuries okay?"

"If it's okay, why should I lie here?" Draco withdrew his gaze from the ceiling, and watched Ivan struggling to squeeze in through the enlarged door. Fortunately, he was small and thin , frowned and said: "Why do you insist on squeezing in like a thief, and you don't have the strength to open the door?"

Ai Wen shyly put the list into the pocket of his robe, and sat on the edge of the other one cautiously, looking at the platinum-blonde boy lying on the hospital bed with a schoolbag on his shoulder. He was small and the hospital bed was a bit high. Sitting on it, the two legs were still swinging rhythmically in the air, Draco ignored him, Ivan looked around curiously, the medical wing was extremely quiet for a while, and there was a relaxed atmosphere in the air .

"Look at me," Draco, who was dozing off with his eyes closed on the hospital bed, suddenly said, with a hint of laziness in his voice, "Didn't you stare enough a few days ago?"

"That's right..." Ivan replied unconsciously, and then immediately realized what he said, his fair face flushed all of a sudden, and he tore his eyes away from Draco, thanking Draco for watching with his eyes closed. I couldn't see my face, and I was distressed to say something to change the subject, and then I remembered the handkerchief in my schoolbag, "Malfoy! That, that, I'm really sorry for breaking your potion that day, if you need anything I helped and said, I will definitely help! And this, your handkerchief, I have washed it several times, I know it is a very expensive fabric, absolutely no magic!"

Draco opened his eyes, and looked at Ai Wen carefully in surprise, only to find that Ai Wen was the same boy as the boy in the potions classroom that day, but that day Ai Wen had a face full of shame, and Draco only I can remember the boy's small and short stature, and he was busy writing a paper on improving palliatives for the next few days, and he didn't make potions.

"It's you—" Draco replied lazily, and Ivan nodded vigorously on the other side, "I said, why have you been staring at me these days..."

Ai Wen just wanted to say that he didn't look at you, but then he remembered that since that day, he seemed to subconsciously search for Draco's shadow every day, when he was eating, when he was reading, and when he was on the road. Looking, lowered his head shyly, and whispered: "You found out——"

"It wasn't me, Blaise saw it." Draco tilted his head, remembering his friend's mean tone, and said, "Take the handkerchief back, and don't send back the one that was given to you."

"Oh." Ivan responded, and put away the handkerchief as quickly as he was afraid that Draco would regret it. He smiled happily at Draco, and his exquisite appearance suddenly rose a few levels.

Draco remembered the teasing words when Blaise found Ivan had been chasing after him a few days ago, and raised his eyebrows at Ivan, "This is the first time I have given something to someone with my own hands." In one sentence, the original The one who still wiped his face casually said it was like a token of love, so although he had never been in a relationship, Malfoy's provocative skills were all innate.

"Are you bored here, Malfoy, I brought some books about potions, do you want to read them? I was planning to go to the library to return them tonight. They are not very advanced books..." Ivan changed the subject bluntly , the blush on his face hadn't dissipated, he looked at Draco, and asked hesitantly, "Do you want to read?"

"Okay." Draco answered him briefly, keeping his posture of lying on the bed and turning his head to look at him, "Pick me up and put the pillows on the back."

Ai Wen looked at Draco's tightly bandaged right hand and his pale face, which was obviously bleeding too much, shook his head, and said resolutely, "No! What if the wound bursts open."

"How could it collapse?" Draco laughed, and looked at Ivan with his light gray eyes unblinking. "My injury can be cured with a bottle of potion, and now it just hurts a little..."

Ivan puffed his face, eyes full of disapproval, Draco didn't insist anymore when he saw this, and rubbed himself on the bed to make himself more comfortable, "Then read it to me."

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