if i am not me

Ever since the Christmas ball was announced, Hogwarts has been in a noisy state, and many people's topics have started to revolve around the ball, and they seem to be more happy and excited than watching the game-of course, almost all of them It's a girl.

At the end of the first half of the semester, almost all the students above the fourth grade chose to stay in school, no, it should be said that all the girls stayed, just to participate in the Christmas ball.That battle made Ron feel unbelievable. In his opinion, there must have never been so many girls at the Christmas table at Hogwarts at the same time.

Thanks to the prom, the focus has now shifted from the contest of warriors to the search for a suitable dance partner, with girls passing through the aisles in droves every day, talking loudly about their gowns, jewelry and shoes .Some even let out silvery laughter as soon as the boys passed by to attract the boys' attention.

"It's terrible, how could she laugh like that?" Walking through the corridor, Ron, who looked terrified, shook his body and asked Harry next to him in a low voice.Thinking back to the piercing voice of that Hufflepuff girl just now, he couldn't help but get goosebumps.

Harry twitched the corners of his mouth helplessly, trying hard to keep a polite smile on his face, but obviously he couldn't.The question Ron asked happened to be exactly what he wanted to know, because he was really fed up with being attacked by this kind of sound every time he went to a place these days.Annoyed, he never knew that he was so popular, although the people who had the courage to invite him directly were either senior girls or junior girls—all of them were completely unknown to him. people!

"But that Ravenclaw senior just now was pretty." As he spoke, Ron rolled his eyes, looked at Harry and said with a smile, causing Harry to pick up the corners of his eyes inconspicuously.

"Yeah, but I don't like that type." Rubbing the slightly rough corner of the parchment in his hand, Harry didn't seem to hear the ridicule in Ron's words, and replied lightly.But then he raised his eyebrows again, looked at his red-haired friend who was gloating, and asked casually, "Have you decided who to invite yet?"

"Uh..." Harry's question made Ron's smile froze, and he was obviously choked up by the sudden question.But Harry didn't seem to see Ron's embarrassing face. He put his hands on Ron's shoulders with a natural expression, and asked curiously, "Haven't you thought about it yet?"

"Cough... um! I haven't figured it out yet..." Playing with his fingers awkwardly, Ron gave a fake cough and then lowered his head to stare at the upper of his shoe, as if a flower could grow on the tip of the shoe. Seemingly, this reaction of his made Harry's green eyes full of teasing, holding back a throat-breaking smile, Harry estimated the time and then began to shoot around unintentionally.It didn't take long for him to see his goal for today, and the corners of his lips slightly raised, and he suddenly said to Ron who was still bowing his head, "I've thought about it a long time ago."

Harry's answer made Ron secretly heave a sigh of relief and at the same time his curiosity revived. He glanced at Harry who was staring at somewhere. "Who? Are you really going to invite a girl to the dance?"

Harry said before that he would not go to the ball with Drake because of Drake's status as a warrior.Although he kept talking about asking Harry to find a beautiful female dance partner to go to the ball, in his heart, he never dared to imagine that Harry would contact any girl on his own. Of course, Hermione is different .Therefore, when Harry said that sentence, he was really shocked and curious at the same time.

Harry answered him directly with actions. He straightened his clothes and said to Ron, "Here she is, wait for me." He took the parchment in his hand and walked towards the lucky one in his mouth go.

Hermione was coming out of the library with a few heavy books in her arms, her face was full of anger.That guy Krum went to the library to read again. Although learning this is not a bad thing in itself, and what happened later is not his fault, but the group of chattering girls behind him is really annoying. Disgusted.

'Isn't he just playing ball, as for? 'Muttering dissatisfiedly and walking towards the lake, Hermione looked up at the sky, thankfully the sun is very nice today.At least in this kind of weather, it won't be too cold for her to read by the lake. Although the wind is a bit strong, it's better than being made a fuss by girls who can only talk stupid things in the library.

"Hermione! Hermione, wait for me."

The familiar voice from not far away stopped Hermione's hasty pace. Looking at the person coming, she suppressed the anger on her face and suddenly laughed. "Harry - how come you're all alone, what about them?"

Smiling and running to Hermione, Harry stuffed the parchment into his pocket, naturally took the books in her hands that were too heavy for ordinary girls, followed her to find a quieter place and sat down.

"Draco is so annoyed that he doesn't want to go out now. He's listening to Golden Egg singing in the dormitory. That boy Neville also ran to invite Ginny. As for Ron... hehe, he's sitting over there." After finishing speaking, he deliberately Pointing with her finger, she was afraid that Hermione would not see Ron's surprised expression now.

Looking at Harry, who was smiling and treacherous, with a puzzled expression, Hermione's thick but well-shaped eyebrows furrowed. "What the hell are you doing?"

Hearing this, Harry blinked his big eyes innocently, shrugged and said, "No."

"Then why does he have a hellish expression?" Hermione glanced at Ron, and Hermione's eyes were full of doubts.

"It's really nothing!" Harry's eyes met Hermione's bright eyes, and he suddenly smiled brightly. "I just want to invite you to be my dance partner."

The voice fell, but there was no immediate answer.

Hermione, one of the parties involved, just looked at the charming smiling boy in front of him with an extremely incredible expression, as if he had just turned into a monster.Seeing this, Harry could only continue to maintain an innocent expression, blinking his eyes and waiting for the girl to pronounce the answer.

Harry like this made Hermione, who finally woke up, startled again, but only a second later, she shook her head resolutely, "No."

This time it was Harry who stared, and it took him a while to change the expression on his face from surprise to weeping, and said in an extremely sad tone, "I thought you would at least think about it..."

Krum hasn't invited her yet, why did he refuse so simply... Is he really that unattractive?

"I'm not at all interested in being frozen into ice." With a cold glance at Harry who didn't know what he was thinking, Hermione looked at the red-haired boy sitting not far from them, lowered her eyelids Long eyelashes concealed what was in his mind.

"I really don't cooperate." Harry couldn't help pouting and muttering in a low voice because of the blunt answer. You know, he wanted to help her, but the person involved didn't give her any favors.

Bringing the book that was held in Harry's arms, Hermione completely ignored his expression that was enough to make many people's heartbeat at the moment, and buried her head in the book and said lightly, "You two, get on with your own affairs, don't talk about it. Get on me."

As soon as these words came out, Harry did not respond immediately, and Hermione, who saw his reaction, affirmed her decision just now, and resolutely stood in a safe position.This guy's purpose has never been single, who knows who he is still calculating now.

Harry has always known that Hermione is not easy to calculate, but seeing this clever girl retreating so decisively, he can't help but feel a little discouraged—could it be that the word "conspiracy" is clearly written on his face?Resentfully, he glanced at Ron's direction out of the corner of his eye. Fortunately, this stinky-faced kid seemed to understand something, and he wasn't considered a freelancer.

"Hermione, why don't you invite him?" Pulling up a nearly withered grass, Harry held it in his hands and said casually.That is to say, I found a step for myself, and I threw out the question by the way.

Hermione's hand, which was turning the pages of the book, paused, but soon returned to normal, but did not answer.

Seeing Hermione's reactions one by one, Harry felt a little distressed, and couldn't help sighing, "Wait for him to take the initiative...the dance may be over long ago."

"I'll wait for him for the last three days!" The barely audible whisper was almost inaudible if Harry hadn't been paying attention to her.

'You know you're going to lose. 'Harry wanted to say, but in the end he held back, quietly watching Hermione who threw himself into the world of books, Harry felt again, maybe, letting nature take its course is what can really help them...

And he, at most, can only add fuel to the flames.

But in this way, Ron's dance would be ruined, if he didn't do something that surprised them.

While he was suffering from the inexplicable feeling between Ron and Hermione, Harry was suddenly restrained by an invisible force, making him unable to move all over his body.

"I think we need to talk." The cold voice sounded softly, but it made everyone around who heard it tremble.

Rolling his green eyes slowly, Harry was about to speak when his mouth was covered by a white hand, and his body was surrounded by a familiar smell. "Can we be alone for a while?"

Hermione looked at the two people in front of her, blinked quickly, then quickly picked up the books scattered on the grass one by one, said "Please go ahead" and left with a smile. The look back gave Harry a "serve you deserve it" look.

After there was no one around, the hand covering Harry left the position it had held before, and Harry, who had regained the right to speak, immediately opened his mouth and took a deep breath.After getting along, the black-haired boy turned his head and complained to the people behind him, "You want to hold back..." Kill me...

However, before the words were finished, Draco blocked Harry's words with his lips.

The slippery tongue slid to occupy the slightly opened mouth, and before the master could react, he began to attack the city, rolled Harry's tongue up relentlessly, and sucked Harry's tongue hard with a slightly punitive attitude, as if wanting to bite his tongue. Swallow it in the stomach.

A smile flashed in his eyes, and Harry obediently went to Drake, letting him ravage freely in his mouth, and enjoying Drake's intense love by the way.

After a long time, Draco let go of Harry who was panting. Seeing Harry's cheeks flushed with color from his kiss, he couldn't help but licked and bit his plump lips before waving his hand to release the bondage. Harry's spell.

"Don't you want to explain?" The voice was a little hoarse, but it was so deep and sexy that Harry couldn't help trembling.

The free hands climbed onto Draco's neck, looking at Draco's gleaming azure blue, Harry pulled him towards him with a charming smile, "Didn't you guess it all?"

really!

"Damn it! You little fox." Staring closely at the red and swollen lips from the fierce kiss just now, Draco said in a muffled voice. "Is this considered cheating?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the piece of parchment in Harry's pocket, which was the "Marauder's Map"...

"We don't have a rule not to use extreme measures, not to mention that I didn't do anything." The rogue shrugged, and Harry smiled smugly, showing his white teeth.

Seeing him like this, Draco's eyes flashed with doting, but he bit his neck fiercely before saying, "...well, you win."

"What do you mean...it's obvious that I won!" Harry frowned slightly with pain in his neck, and raised his hand to push Draco's head away.God knows how much effort he spent to create the situation just now. "So you have to listen to me about that."

"Humph!" Taking advantage of the momentum, Draco raised his head, deliberately put his body weight on Harry, felt Harry's smell and body temperature with a little enjoyment, and rubbed the corners of Harry's lips with his white fingers from time to time. "I'm afraid you've already figured it out."

Smiling, Harry pecked at Draco's lips, but refused to speak again.And looking at Harry's tricky appearance, Draco was sure that this kid had eaten himself to death.

It's just that he still has some regrets in his heart. After all, he really wants to dance the opening dance with Harry.