[HP] Dali's Bread

"Oh well."

Dali didn't have the slightest doubt, but she tried to read the deep meaning in Draco's eyes.

"Have you discovered any new clues about the halo?" She guessed, and paid attention to the page number of the cheesy romance novel again, planning to come back and read it later.

"Probably." He might be excited, but just touching the glass bottle in his pocket would make him a little more nervous.

"Let's go then." Dali stood up and followed him, "I thought you didn't care about this anymore."

Draco took Dali around the eighth floor of Hogwarts Castle, as if he was waiting for something to appear.

"I'm tired enough to climb from the second floor to the eighth floor. What the hell are you doing? Are you waiting for someone? There's no one here." Dali was a little dissatisfied, thinking that she would bring out the romance novel to read if she had known. "You can find an empty classroom, or you can talk in the library, and not all of them were in the library before."

"Well...it's different, you have to wait, I found a room, it comes out sometimes, I'll look for it..."

The third time Draco turned the huge tapestry, a very smooth door appeared on the opposite white wall.

"Wow, incredible!" How many secrets of Hogwarts did she not know?This is indeed much more secretive than an empty classroom.

Draco held the handle and opened the door, inside was a small empty room, a quaint coffee table matching the leather sofa next to it, the coffee on the coffee table was still steaming, and there were a few books beside it, One of them is called "The Cruel Prince's Contract Maid".

"Come in, Dursley." He stood in the doorway, beckoning her.

"No—don't go in with him!" Dali turned her head and saw Harry's figure galloping quickly from the other side of the corridor. Draco grabbed Dali and wanted to lead him into the door with quick eyesight, but she suddenly resisted. This gave Harry time, he almost pounced, and without a word he punched Draco, sending them both crashing into the room.

"Harry!" Dali exclaimed, and caught the large piece of parchment that Harry was holding just now.She didn't have time to read the contents of the parchment, because the two had already scuffled, so she could only follow in and close the door by the way.

"Should you have something to say!"

Dali thought that Harry would not be able to beat Draco, because he has only grown in recent years (Dali: I'm sorry it's our family's fault), and he is not as tall as Draco.But he seemed to be in a hurry, and he punched Draco in the face again, he didn't care what Dali said, stop hitting him, stop hitting him.

"You scum! Malfoy! Drug it, ha, it's really you! Malfoy! I remember it! Your family is a bunch of scum!"

In the same way, Draco is no longer the delicate young master of the first year. He has better physique than Harry, and the two years of Quidditch training are not in vain. He quickly started to fight back, and he used his arms to protect the The head, the elbow slammed into Harry's forehead, which made Harry's head "buzz", and in the brief gap, Draco seized the moment and kicked him in the stomach, and he kept distance.

"Damn it! What the hell are you crazy about! Potter! Don't mess with me!" He kept swearing some obscenities, and he wanted to pull out his wand and continue to teach Harry a painful lesson, " Scum? You don't know which ditch you rolled out of—"

But Harry didn't intend to fight, he didn't wait for him to say the spell, and threw himself at him again, Draco's wand rolled to the side, and he whimpered in pain.A piece of Harry's spectacles had shattered, debris lodged in the corner of his eye.

"You don't have a good heart, Malfoy! You asked Hagrid's question - can you fucking think about others!"

"This is a matter between me and Dursley. Stop meddling in other people's business and think about how your third project died!"

Draco and Harry really adhere to the idea of ​​fighting to death as long as they can't be beaten to death. Dali doesn't know how to persuade them to fight. She even thinks that if she and Millicent's cat fight in the dormitory, you will go to hell. Persuasion and peace may also be scratched.

"If you tell Dali a word about before—"

"Can you fucking control me?!"

There is also continuous re-reading.

Harry ignored Draco's fist and tugged at his school uniform to find something out of it, Draco also reacted, defending his pocket tightly, and started a new round of scuffle.

"give it to me--"

"You have a good idea, you stupid four-eyed boy, you can't stop—"

"Don't ruin the present!" Harry almost broke his voice, he growled: "You can't ruin the present life! Think about it!"

Draco froze for a moment, he seemed to be thinking about the certainty of this sentence, and suddenly—

"Back the enemy three feet!"

There was a flash of red light, and the two well-trained Quidditch Seekers nimbly rolled to either side at the same time, avoiding disaster, and a small indentation appeared in the middle ground.

"I'm sorry, just experimenting, I think it might help you stop fighting." Dali took a sip of coffee and put the wand back into her pocket.

"This is murder, Dursley!" Draco glared at Dali, and bit by bit he took out the glass bottle that was crushed to avoid Dali's sudden "attack" from his pocket. The liquid is half wet.

"Dally, let's go, don't get involved with him." Harry patted his robe to stand up, pulled Dally past him, and walked towards the door.

"She has been related to me for a long time, Potter!" Draco also stood up, blood was still oozing from the corner of his mouth, but he was still aggressive, "Do you remember anything bad, Potter? Are you so scared?"

"Malfoy—" Harry was ignited again, and he looked like he wanted to punch Malfoy again.

"Oh, that's it! That's enough! Boys! I don't even know what you're arguing about, although you've been arguing a lot for years—but, it's okay, okay? Look at yourselves...  Finally, Dali couldn't take it anymore, she yelled anxiously, her voice was already loud, but now she behaved more like a troll.

"You go out one by one, it's really unlucky... I was in a bad mood recently, and now I am forced to watch you fight after reading a novel!"

Harry's eyes were bleeding, his glasses were completely twisted in half, there was a big lump on his forehead, and he thought his stomach must be bruised too.But Draco was not much better, a large piece was cut at the corner of his mouth, it was bruised and purple, and half of his face was swollen.

"Well, you can't go out yet." Dali ignored the two people who were still staring at each other, and murmured, "It would be great if there was a medicine box in this room." A medicine chest was found in the corner.Open it and see that although the sparrow is small, it has all five internal organs.

"You guys go sit on the sofa." Dali browsed the box in her hand, "Why, don't you want to move? Then you go from the eighth floor to the second floor to find Madam Pomfrey like this? Or you Is there a better healing spell, I remember you would, Malfoy."

"I won't." Draco immediately denied, sat on the sofa, wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb, "tsk, your brother is a barbarian."

"I'm not leaving either." Harry didn't give them a chance to be alone, and went straight to the sofa. The two of them, one on the left and the other on the right, hated each other, leaving only Dali the middle seat.

Dali pouted, a little speechless.She sat in the middle and rummaged in the medicine box, "There is no such good medicine, maybe the recovery will be slower... By the way, Harry, your parchment." Dali took it from the pocket of her school uniform He took out the big parchment from the middle and returned it to him. Harry snatched it back immediately, "What is this? It looks like a map."

"Oh, it's nothing. I just drew it for fun." Harry hesitated, and quickly put away the Marauder's Map.

"It seems that you have a lot of secrets, Potter." Draco challenged, "Dursley, your brother is keeping a lot of things from you."

"Shut up, Malfoy." Harry glared at him.

"Stop sowing discord." Dali took out the fragments from the corner of Harry's eye with tweezers, and then used a cotton swab dipped in iodophor to gently press on his skin, "Does it hurt?"

"Fortunately."

"I'm showing mercy, Dursley."

Dali gave him a dark look, then continued to bandage Harry.

"Oh, your hair is too difficult to manage." After the bandage was done, Dali wanted to take out the wand and use a hair smoothing charm. Harry didn't like this, so he quickly thought, "It's fine now, I I don't like it being too smooth."

Next is Draco, he is not as obedient as Harry, he was so cool just now that he wiped the corners of his mouth, but now he screams endlessly.

"The stupid lion of Gryffindor never strikes lightly—you should strike lightly, Dursley!" Draco frowned, and subconsciously shrank to the other side, "Do you know how to treat wounds? ?”

"I will. When I was a child and didn't dare to tell my mother when I got into fights, Harry helped me run errands to buy medicine and then I took care of it myself." Dali rolled her eyes, dipped a little iodophor again, and her hands became much softer.

"Is this okay?"

"It's, it's okay!" Draco smelled a fresh saponin smell because of Dali's approach. They were all clothes from the same laundry room. I don't know why Dorsey's clothes are fragrant.

After a while, Dali withdrew her hand, turned to Harry and said, "Is there something wrong with your stomach? Do you want to take off your shirt, and you haven't run out of swelling medicine yet."

"Ah, that's unnecessary..." He was already 14 years old.

"You haven't finished dealing with it yet!" Draco pinched Dali's face in dissatisfaction when the fragrance disappeared.

"No!" Dali turned back to stare at him again, seeing that a piece of gauze had been pasted on the corner of his mouth, and ointment had been applied to other places.

"The shards scratched my hand." He stretched out his five fingers, and Dali only thought they were slender and beautiful, and if he looked carefully, he might find that there were indeed traces of glass scratches on his fingers.

"It's dangerous, if you don't find out, you will heal yourself." Harry said strangely on the other side.

"Take care of yourself, Potter." Draco said meanly, beaming with joy, "Have you chosen the cemetery, but maybe the body of the Savior should be left in front of the hall for everyone to kiss one by one? Don't worry, I will I'm here and I'll kindly give you a split to end this journey."

"That's interesting, Malfoy. Are you jealous that I became a warrior? Unfortunately, even if you are 16 years old, you won't be able to get this spot." He continued, "Besides, no one wants to support a Slytherin warrior. (Dally: Don't bring it to our academy!)"

"Ha, don't slander Slytherin with your elm brains, and besides, I'm not jealous of a cheater—(Dally: Harry won't cheat!)"

"I didn't, cheat!"

"The whole school knows you're cheating! You want to give yourself more credit—"

"Can you stop arguing?" Dali felt the veins on her forehead popping out, and a nerve thread was about to rupture in a few minutes.

"I'm thinking of something right now, Malfoy." Harry didn't want to hear Darley growl.He used a repairing spell on his glasses, put them back on the bridge of his nose, and said to Draco as calmly as possible: "If you want to know, I can tell you part of it, you have to promise - you can't ruin the present."

Draco raised an eyebrow, noncommittal.

"Okay, are you going to tell me why you fought?" Dali asked while packing the medicine box, seeing that they didn't intend to continue bickering for the time being.

"not going to."

This time it was quite united.

The author has something to say:

Draco:?Wife, look at me, I'm hurt

Draco teamed up with Theodore to get the antidote and was the first to do experiments with Gryffindor (

It was still successful, and Harry remembered some things about Dali when he was a child, so Harry didn't want Dali to know about those gray pasts.

It's pretty selfish of Draco to do that, he just wants Dali to come back and lick him now hahahaha

Afterwards, the childhood stories will be written together, and some details that I have not experienced now will be told, such as why Harry knew that Draco and Dali had a past.

Today is still a day to ask for comments and collections!Hahaha!