[hp] Pure White Age

He is so flustered now...

【Granger, you should be glad you didn't sit next to Ron. ] quipped Fred, laughing and tapping on the arm of his chair, [left or right?Hurry up, it has to be a real kiss! 】

Ron knew who his first instinct was.Weirdly, it's Justin Finch.Although he knew that the relationship between the boy and him was not familiar enough to make such a joke, he just had an intuition——

Not Harry, just not Harry.

It's that simple.

But in the end he didn't dare to ask Justin to help him with this damn adventure, but took a deep breath and slowly turned to Harry.The green-eyed boy looked at him with a leisurely smile: [I thought you didn't want to kiss me. 】His jokes are so natural.Yeah, with their relationship, what's the big deal, even Ron himself didn't know what happened to him just now.

[Sorry,] He intentionally gave Qiu Zhang an apologetic look, and the girl responded with a giggle.He suppressed a smile and took Harry's shoulders, and Harry put his arms around his waist, and their lips touched and parted quickly without catching any feeling.

Ron retreated into the armchair, smiling gregariously, and the corners of Harry's mouth curved sharply.Since then, the last bit of discomfort left by Qiu Chang's accident has been dispelled.Ron glanced at Justin inadvertently, and the boy's eyes looked at him thoughtfully, and Ron's heart beat a beat slower at that kind of clear inquiry.

Ron couldn't remember when the game ended, and everyone started counting cards at random, reading what they said, and laughing.The sweet drink is like wine, and the carpet is like a bed, making people extremely sleepy.Ron fell from the armchair to the floor, and to his right was Justin, also yawning.

[There is no curfew tonight, if you want, you can stay here...for the night, or go to...my bed. ] Sleepiness slowed down thinking, Ron put his head on the armrest and said to the boy.

[It's okay, look, everyone is about to fall asleep. 】The boy pointed at the opposite side: Fred and Angelina were back to back, he and George were discussing something across Luna, the blonde girl rested her head on George's shoulder, she closed her eyes and breathed softly - Ron was no longer motivated Thinking about why George didn't straighten her up; Scamander and Hermione weren't asleep either, they were sitting in chairs talking in low tones, and Hermione looked very relaxed, not the way she was with him and Harry, but Softer, girlier, Hermione like that is lovely, everything is lovely here.

Harry came over, threw a blanket over the sleeping Cho Chang, made a hiss gesture to them, and closed his eyes himself.

Ron became more sleepy. Just as he was about to relax his nerves and let his consciousness escape from his body, he heard the people around him speak softly: [Ron, are you the same as me? 】

The boy's voice was low and imperceptible, and Ron didn't catch any useful information, so he snorted casually.

【I said, do you like boys too? 】

Ron opened his eyes.

【What did you say? 】

【You like boys too. ] Justin stared at him with bright eyes, 【I can see it.During the game just now...compared to Harry, you were much more unnatural. 】

Ron didn't speak, he didn't know how to respond.When the boy asked, he used the word "also", which made him very confused.

The curly-haired boy showed no sign of stopping.He also said: [I kept thinking about you and Draco Malfoy during the game later, you and Draco Malfoy...]

He couldn't go on because his mouth was covered by Ron. [Don't tell anyone for now, okay?I'm not ready to let others know. 】

The boy smiled and shook his head: [You misunderstood, how could I tell others?I'll keep it a secret for you. ...Because we are the same kind of people, we are destined not to live very frankly. 】

Ron let go.The quiet sadness on the boy's face was not like the Justin he knew, the naive, chatty Hufflepuff who sat smiling in the corner.Tonight, all of a sudden, he felt that he never understood anyone present, even if they were his classmates and friends who accompanied him day and night.It turns out that there are many people growing up besides him, and there are many people who have secrets, but they have never shared them with each other.

【Tom Riddle knew my secret, so he controlled me.He threatened me with things that I dare not admit, I dare not confess to my parents at home, I dare not go to Eton because it is a boys' school, I thought Hogwarts would cure me, but no . 】

His mind was starting to clear, and Ron thought he finally understood what the boy was saying.Justin's eyes fell on Qiu Zhang's back: [I know what Qiu's cards are about.She wasn't lying, but she wasn't telling the truth either. 】

Ron didn't understand his intention of changing the subject. [This is not a disease, Justin, what does it matter if the person we like is a boy or a girl?As long as...as long as he/she deserves to be loved. 】

[It's really good of you. ] The boy stared at him with foggy eyes, 【You are lucky, Ron, the person you like likes you too.But my secret is more than that, and if you know how I feel, you'll know... It's much easier to think of it as a disease. 】

I'm not as lucky as you think, Ron thought.But he still gently held the boy in his arms and stroked his back with his hand, just like his mother did to him when he was a child.Tonight's boy looks fragile, small, shrunk into a speck of dust in the universe.He used to look forward to becoming an adult, but he didn't know that growing up is a process of constantly burying secrets one by one alone.

The boy's breathing slowed down, and Ron raised his head, and his eyes met Harry's light green eyes, which were flickering with emotion.

☆、Harry extra

Harry first met Cho Chang on the train at the beginning of second year.He sat in the carriage with Ron, and Ron jokingly asked him if he wanted to repeat the same mistakes and buy all the snacks on the cart. He smiled and opened the partition door, and Cho Chang was buying a strip of colored candy.I don't know why, their eyes met, the girl smiled at him, and her black pupils shone with tiny lights.

She was beautiful, that was Harry's first and only feeling.The girl left the trolley quickly, and his thoughts were pulled back by Hermione and Ron's chatting and laughing. It wasn't until a while later that he realized that he still didn't know the girl's name.A little lost, but not much, because he was sure he'd know as long as she was a Hogwarts student.

The second time they met was in the match against Ravenclaw, but unfortunately he was restless at that time, and only cared about catching the golden snitch before the opponent.It was all because Ron had worn off a small piece of his Nimbus broom handle before the game, which made the broom weak and unwilling to play Quidditch with him.It wasn't until he got off the broom panting that he heard the girl smile and say to him: 【You did a good job, Harry. ] She knows his name?Yes, of course, everyone knows Harry Potter.Just before all the depression in his heart disappeared, two flustered figures approached.

[Are you all right, Harry? ] His red-haired impudent friend was the first to ask, holding the broken wand in his hand, as if ready to give him a hand at any moment, 【You almost fell off the broom just now, Hermione and I-】

[Who is this thanks to? ] He snapped angrily.

[Oh, Harry. 】His friend drooped his shoulders and smiled shyly, 【How long are you going to blame me?You know my technique isn't as good as yours, and your broom doesn't quite listen to me. 】

The sun shone into his blue eyes, turning them a lighter color.At this moment, Harry inexplicably felt warm all over his body. [Unless you help me with my transformation homework. 】He said.

【Merlin! ] Ron's eyes widened, and he pointed at himself in surprise, 【Are you sure?Did you forget that I turned a frog into a finger last class? ] Hermione laughed, he was still muttering something under his breath.

Harry shook his head helplessly.This is his best friend, Ron Weasley, and it's hard to find obvious advantages in each other, but the fact is that their friendship has been getting stronger since the accidental collision at King's Cross Station in the first grade.Sometimes Harry thinks that both he and Hermione need Ron, a man who is simple and reckless but can keep up with his ideas, a man who can get angry but can always be honest quickly, a man who has a playful smile but can be quiet at certain moments Someone who listens to you.Ron Weasley doesn't have many skills, but he is very good at simplifying complicated things.When Harry doubts himself, he even secretly envies his red-haired friend: always the [total] pure-blood traitor, the [absolute] Gryffindor, who seems to have no idea what self-reflection and struggle are all about Well, the Weasley boy is so unconsciously and happily walking on the most correct and just path.

This kind of impression made Harry easily give a simple and transparent definition to his friends, but there were always some details that popped up suddenly, causing confusion to grow in his heart.They are too small—he doesn’t know—sometimes it’s just the earnest expression of a friend staring at him, it’s just the backs touching in the same bed, it’s just that the other party is in class and he doesn’t know what he’s thinking, it’s just that sometimes he doesn’t know what he’s thinking Where did you go.

Every time these details came up, a few drops of strangeness dripped from the bottom of Harry's heart.Of course, it wasn't the friend's behavior that was weird—these were all natural contacts, and besides, friends didn't have to report everything, and Harry had his own secrets.After some fits of thought, Harry finally figured out that it was the [details emerged] itself that was strange to him.He wondered why when he was with other friends, he never woke up at a certain moment, paying attention to each other's skin contact and the direction of each other's eyes.

He didn't have time to continue this exploration, because a pair of black, beautiful eyes began to visit his memory from time to time.It's a relief not to have to do self-study anymore, a sweet emotion that culminates on club recruiting day.Cho Chang—the girl he could finally say hello to—was standing with Hermione on the Ravenclaw floor.

He quickly walked over and took the girl's hand.He noticed that the girl's hands were not as soft as he had imagined, but were covered with several thin calluses - this was because she was good at practicing Quidditch.Yes, the other party was a beautiful and demure girl with black hair and black eyes who was proficient in Quidditch. In his ignorance, he didn't realize that this was such a precise anti-image.He was just happy to find that when the girl smiled and said hello to him for the third time, he couldn't remember the question that had troubled him for a long time.

Now he has his own secret too.He asked Hermione about the girl's favorite team (different from his red-haired friend, of course), food, and subjects, in such detail as if it could be used in a divination class; Don't tell Ron about this. On the one hand, he doesn't want to tell the other party what he hasn't grasped yet. On the other hand, he feels that the friendship is fairer because of the same secret. This idea became extra firm on Christmas night.When Harry opened the red gift box that Ron gave him and saw the pink potion inside, the faint strange feeling of his depression returned-it turned out that it was not dead-he had no reason to pay attention to the candlelight The corners of the friend's lips curled up.The words of the Weasley twins a few weeks ago are easily recalled: [A pair of gloves!Merlin knew why he had to prepare Christmas presents so early? 】

So he urged Hermione to open the gift box: a beautiful butterfly bookmark.Hermione happily tucked it into the book, which didn't make him much better.An affirmative sentence that was about to come out was stuffed in his chest at this moment, and all the details that he could not put together before were burned into his mind like fire: leaving early and returning late, red lips, increasingly erratic eyes, smiles at the corners of the mouth from time to time, weird glow Ruffled robes, well-prepared Christmas gifts... It turns out that the friend does have a secret, a secret that is strictly guarded and never intended to be told to him.The suspicions accumulated over the past two years finally landed and turned into a down-to-earth imagination: where he could not see, his friend had been kissed on the lips, and his clothes had been messed up by a certain hand; The image of that person.

By analogy, the boy in front of him who promised to be his best friend didn't just review and eat with him; he didn't just share his pain, and he didn't just lie down and accompany him to sleep when he asked.A strange panic surrounded him.Ron Weasley is no longer a "best friend" who can be labeled. Only when Harry carefully examines him can he discover his innocence and secrets, laziness and persistence, timidity and passion-a simple but endless boy . [You can't easily say that you understand anyone. ] thought Harry.He tried not to think about how his friend had changed, what made him change; whether the Ron Weasley he was looking at now was whole, and whether the red-haired boy was whole in those secret places he had no right to step into. how to smile.

An unaccountable sour tide swept him over.Although he still doesn't understand the deepest source of these strange feelings, he doesn't like himself like this.Because whatever it is-

He really cared too much.

☆、Chapter44 Quidditch World Cup(1)

This summer vacation was undoubtedly more exciting than the last one, not only because Hermione's parents agreed that she would move to the Burrow to be with Ginny, but also because the grand event in the wizarding world that the whole family was talking about: the Quidditch World Cup was about to start.It wasn't long before Harry came too.Arthur got so many votes because of his friendship with Ludo Bagman. He rarely fiddled with cars during the holidays, but was busy writing long thank you letters, booking tents in advance, and borrowing bunk beds. Like a burning top; Molly nestled in the kitchen preparing ingredients, Ginny and Hermione helped her; Twins hunted goblins, Harry and Ron packed, Ron was annoyed at Percy for keeping the door shut , just doing their own thing, even though Gemini may not be able to help.

[We sent dragon dung to the file basket in his office. ] Fred whispered to Ron and Harry, [Just wait and see, that's the title of his article next week: On the Permeability of Fresh Dragon Dung in Envelopes. 】

The night before leaving for the World Cup, they finally had a big dinner after Molly's intermittent yelling.During dinner, Ron walked across from Harry at Ginny's cue, sat next to Hermione, and gave up the seat next to Harry to his sister. [She has not smelled yet, she is already so precocious. ] thought Ron.If he hadn't stumbled across Ginny's diary last month, he wouldn't have known that his sister had fallen in love with Harry in the first grade.Before playing the magic card game, he would persuade Ginny to give up this idea, but now, he only thinks that Harry is worthy of this single-minded admiration, and maybe Ginny and Qiu Zhang can compete fairly.

Harry paused for a moment with the hand holding the fork, watched Ron walk to the opposite seat and sit down, but said nothing.The atmosphere of joy permeated the Burrow. Bill and Charlie seldom went home, arguing with their father about the strength of this team and players. Although it sounded like a quarrel, there was nothing more heartwarming than this.Ginny's face was flushed, and she asked Harry if he wanted more cream sauce, and Crookshanks asked Hermione to feed it, its soft body curled up under Ron's chair, its tail brushed his calf from time to time, Ron had to straighten his feet.

In order to get up early tomorrow, the children were urged to go to bed early by Molly.Ron and Harry were herded up the stairs to Ron's room.Two soft quilts have been laid in the orange hut.After a busy day, when he lay back on his pillow again, Ron realized that all the good mood today came from meeting someone soon, and they hadn't seen each other for a summer vacation.Missing Draco had caused Ron to sleep so lightly that he felt his mother wake him up the moment he lay down.The sky outside the window was a misty blue. They packed up noisily, ate breakfast, and set off to find the portkey to Ferret Mountain.

There they meet Cedric and his father Amos, a braggart about his son, much to Harry's and Cedric's embarrassment.Ron also shook hands with Cedric. The brown-haired boy had deep eyes and a big smile. He was as good at Quidditch as Harry, but it was Hufflepuff who really made him famous. Even girls in Gryffindor often talk about him. Ron secretly compared him with his boyfriend, and found that the two are incomparable. Cedric has a sincere and cheerful temperament, and is healthy and tall; Draco has exquisite eyebrows and eyes, is relatively thin, and exudes a cold and lazy aura, although he is not like that in front of him.

It was Harry's turn to shake hands with Cedric.For no reason, Ron felt Harry's smile froze for a moment. He looked towards his friend, only seeing the bear pendant on Cedric's schoolbag, and he was puzzled.Harry didn't seem to be in a better mood, and the dark-haired boy didn't even smile when they came to the moor, wandering around buying souvenirs.

【Harry, are you unhappy? ] Ron is trying out the panoscope, pretending to sound natural.

【What?I don't. 】Harry quickly replied, he frowned: 【Why do you ask such a question? 】

My friend is indeed abnormal today, and his slightly quick words make him appear full of defensiveness.Ron shrugged: [Well, if you don't have it, you don't.You know you can talk to me anytime you want. 】

[Forget it, don't act like you care. 】

The words exploded into the air like a string of fireworks.Hermione put down the dancing contestant in surprise: 【Merlin!Harry, what's the matter with you? 】

Ron opened his mouth wide, he didn't expect Harry's reaction to be so big.

[I'm not wrong, Ron. 】Harry stared at him closely and said, 【This is my privacy, you don't need to know everything about me so clearly. 】

Harry's aggressiveness ignited Ron's anger: [Whatever you are. 】He threw the panoramic binoculars back onto the car,【I just hope you don't waste the tickets, this is a good game, and you don't need spectators with stern faces all the way. ] It didn't feel good to pour out his emotions, because he realized that Harry was still staring at him coldly, but couldn't hide the hurt look in his eyes.

He really doesn't understand.It would only be more embarrassing to stay here, and the three returned to the tent in silence.Arthur happily asked the three to fetch water, Harry walked ahead with the bucket alone, Ron followed a few steps, finally pushed the Muggle map into Hermione's arms, turned around and ran away.He didn't know which direction he was going, and what to do if he got lost and couldn't go back, since there were all wizards here anyway.Harry's sarcastic voice was all he could think of, until two other voices stopped him.

It turned out that he had already entered the second district.Ron waved in some surprise to the two boys who were walking towards him - they had the same dark hair, one he'd just met, the other had curly ends, and the corners of his mouth turned up, smiling purely.

[What a coincidence, we just met. ] Cedric put his hands on Ron's shoulders, his height made this movement very natural, 【This is Justin Finlieri, my classmate. 】

【We are friends. ] Justin suppressed a smile and said, 【I won't bother you to introduce. ] After that, he explained to Ron: [Cedric and I met in the club, and we just came back from Lovegood. 】

The outline of the blonde girl emerged from memory, and Ron nodded, smiling.At this time, he seemed to suddenly think of something: 【Is Qiu Zhang here too? 】

Cedric let go of his arm around Ron's shoulder: [Yes...she is in the same district as you. 】He quickly showed his signature smile, but Ron didn't miss the flash of embarrassment.Justin grabbed Ron's arm and signaled to Cedric: [Your father looks like he is looking for you, go quickly. 】

Cedric nodded, walked a few steps towards the tent in the distance and then turned around: 【Tell Harry not to mind what my dad said, okay? 】The hearty boy scratched his hair,【He always does this. 】

[Harry won't care. ] said Ron, watching Cedric leave.Harry is not the type to get angry over such things, perhaps because he has experienced too much suffering, Harry has a quiet strength beyond his years, even though he likes all young Gryffindors to take risks and get into trouble , but Ron knew that there was a big and gentle sea deep in his friend's heart.And that makes today's Cold War all the more puzzling.

【You shouldn't mention Qiuzhang in front of him. ] Justin said while hanging out with him, 【He and Cho Chang just broke up for less than a month. 】

【What? ! ] Ron stopped, 【I don't know about it. 】

[Then your news is too ill-informed. 】Justin smiled wryly, 【Hufflepuff garden grass and Ravenclaw garden flowers, this is a sensation.Cedric confessed to Cho Chang immediately after he had an odor in the second grade. 】

[But why did they... break up? 】

[I don't think so. 】Justin shrugged, 【If you don't really know each other before falling in love, such problems will arise. 】

[You sound like an emotional master. 】Ron suppressed a smile and punched him, 【Don't forget the last night of last semester, you were still crying in my arms. 】

Ron expected to see the curly-haired boy blushing and defending, but he didn't get it.The smile on the corner of Justin's mouth remained the same, but his eyes were staggered: [If I was really an emotional master, I wouldn't be so deep... Even if I knew him better, he wouldn't like me. 】

Ron froze.He subconsciously looked in the direction where Cedric left. The boy was helping his father to set up the tent, and his toothy smile was still contagious from a distance.A thought came to him: Even if Justin was Cedric's friend, was the real Ced still so far away in his mind?At this time, he really understood Justin on the eve of leaving school, why he knew Qiu Zhang so well, and why he was so fragile.

[Sed hasn't forgotten her, and I know she hasn't either. 】Justin didn't look at him, his eyes fell on the distance between the trees and clouds, where the brown-haired boy bent over and was busy: 【He still has the pendant she gave him.It's probably nasty to say that, but I hope they never take that step again. 】

Justin's sadness seems to explain Harry's as well.Ron's Adam's apple rolled, trying to open his throat blocked by emotion: [Have you ever thought about...telling him. 】

[Maybe not. 】The boy used "maybe", but his expression said "never".He finally turned his head: [So I say you are lucky. 】

[You should tell him... Either tell him, or find someone more suitable...] Ron lowered his head, not knowing what he was talking about, behind the sourness, a surging fluke surrounded him, as if Waking up from a nightmare and seeing the sunlight flooding the window sill, he knew it was because of who he had.

[I have to go back to help my father, I sneaked out. 】He said.

【Go ahead. 】Justin said empathetically,【I'm going back to the tent too.See you at the game then. 】

[See you in the game. 】

Ron turned and left. Not far away, Luna Lovegood came out of the tent, greeted him, and ran in the same direction. A few seconds later, Ron caught a glimpse of the Redheads in the middle of noisiness.

Cedric's distant miniature was back on his cornea.Ron had never felt so happy in his life, and he had a sudden urge to hug his lover and exchange kisses.He walked faster and faster until he broke into a run.The cool wind blows his hair, but his stomach is warm.He ran through two districts in a row.

He knew Draco would be there waiting for him.

☆、Chapter45 Quidditch World Cup (2)

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【My clothes are a mess. 】Ron muttered dissatisfiedly, the other party kissed the corner of his lips, put one arm around him, and took out his wand with the other hand.Ron smiled and looked at his handsome lover.After the frenzied emotions faded, the other party was still not as cold as usual, but was temporarily warmed, and Ron liked this.His gaze shifted to his slightly disheveled blond hair, his wrinkled black suit, and he also extended his wand and said a spell.

【You are very abnormal today, weasel. 】

【what? 】

【Can actually say that kind of thing. 】He glanced at him quickly, pursed his lips, 【Did you get stimulated by Potter and Granger, or did your dad not buy you a good seat? 】

[Forget it, you are obviously very happy, I can see it. ] Ron didn't miss the pink on his lover's face, and he responded with a smile.It was already dark, the wind was blowing the light branches, he could hear the faint chatter and laughter, and people were about to rush through the forest to the competition field.At this time, a romantic emotion teased him, making him urge himself to say what he wanted to say.

[That's true, Draco. 】He looked directly into those gray eyes, and shrugged a little shyly, 【I admit that I am slow in this aspect, I was just seduced by you in a daze at first... Hey, don’t make that expression, you know it’s true. 】

The blond boy changed his posture and leaned against the tree.There was no mocking smile on his face, the corners of his lips were slightly stiff, his arms were resting uncomfortably on both sides of his body, and he looked a little at a loss. Ron didn't know if he was listening to him seriously, but he wanted to continue Finished, finished talking about the fact that the breeze brought him.

[But then I really liked you, and I know you do too.At that time I didn't think about anything further - you see, we didn't even communicate very much, and we couldn't even be honest with others about our relationship... I don't want to complain, it's just that such a relationship is not healthy.And...we have never talked about love, I thought this is the most comfortable and safest state, there is no need to think too much, as long as you are happy now, you probably think so too. 】

Draco's eyes flickered.He seemed to want to say something, but he held back and refused to speak.

[But today, I heard a story from someone else... I was a little sad, and I couldn't help but think of you. At that moment, I felt so lucky to have you.Seeing the person he loves standing far away under the tree, I actually started to fantasize about some future things, and there is you in it... Draco, I think I'm in love with you. 】

He could hear his lover's breathing, but he still didn't speak.Ron fluttered his eyelashes embarrassingly: [Actually, we don't really know each other, right?I think you still prefer the original way of getting along?Am I saying that...]

【no. 】

Ron's words were interrupted by some strong emotion.It took him a few seconds to realize that the other party was holding his hand tightly, and the strength in it was very firm.The pair of gray pupils looked at his face, and there was a familiar affection in this detailed depiction, as well as a new desire to reveal his true self.

But in the end he only said one thing.

"I thought you didn't..." he said.These are more fragmentary murmurs than sentences.The smile on the lover's lips showed joy, realization and a hint of self-mockery that Ron couldn't read.He seemed to want to say something, but the necklace around his neck flickered faintly.

【I have to go. 】Draco held the pendant through his shirt, he spoke lightly and hurriedly, so that the first glimpse of emotion was sealed up again, leaving only a faint aftertaste lingering between the two.

Ron opened his mouth.Finally he nodded with a smile: 【Okay.see you later. 】

【see you later. 】

The lovers disappeared from the forest.Ron didn't leave immediately. He rested his hair on the tree, touched its rough branches with his fingers, and watched the last drop of the sun be swallowed by the swamp.He felt that he had experienced a lot during this day.Arguing with Harry, sharing Justin's grief, and tenderness with Draco, the mood also rises and falls.He was happy a moment ago, eagerly hoping that the other party could understand his thoughts, but now?The other party didn't give the same response. He should have known that a Slytherin and a Malfoy never talk about love easily. There are always many secrets hidden in their bodies, and they lock their hearts in a box.From this point of view, he felt that Draco had revealed enough of his feelings, but the problem was that it was still not enough.A Gryffindor, a Weasley's desire for absolute sincerity and fervor is equally natural.

But now, he can't even ask about each other's daily life, because it may involve contradictions that neither of them wants to bring up.Maybe he should wake up: sooner or later the other party will go into that misty black forest, and he is destined to fight to burn it.

But he would rather choose temporary confusion.Now that he understood the self-deprecating smile that the other party often hung on his lips, he seemed to be pessimistic about this stupid self-indulgence earlier than him, but he did not show any vulnerability in front of him.Two years have passed, they have grown up, they have seen some right and wrong and changes, and they are still two dumb people who understand love back to back.Aren't they already lucky compared to Justin, compared to many people?He doesn't regret saying love first, but it would be too greedy to ask for more from the other party.

Ron came out of the woods.People gathered in twos and threes before his eyes, with obvious excitement on their faces.A little girl waving a wand crashed into his arms, almost fell, and Ron picked her up and walked her to the eccentrically decorated tent.

[Thank you, Weasley boy. ] A brown-haired woman said with a grin.Ron waved at her shyly, turned around, and the two of them appeared in front of him.

[You didn't go back to eat. said the black-haired, green-eyed, glasses-wearing boy.He put his hands in his trouser pockets and didn't look at Ron's eyes: [I saved it for you, hurry back, the game will start soon. 】

[It's getting dark. 】The girl holds three panoramic binoculars in her hand, 【Harry bought them for us. 】

Harry looked up at him, and he pursed his lips, which Ron knew was Harry's habit when he was nervous.

[This is very expensive, isn't it? ] He took the binoculars and put his arm around Harry's shoulders. 【Thank you very much. 】

[It's really expensive, I don't plan to buy you Christmas presents this year. 】Harry calmed down, and the three of them walked back side by side.Ron didn't let go of Harry's shoulders, and at a certain moment, Harry suddenly moved closer to his ear. 【Feel sorry. ] He spoke so fast that Ron could barely catch it, laughing and playing with his binoculars.

Ron didn't think Hermione heard Harry, but she seemed to know. 【Boys! 】She pursed her lips and murmured, then shook her head helplessly.

☆、Chapter46 Quidditch World Cup(2)

Everyone walked quickly into the forest along the passageway illuminated by lanterns, laughing and laughing continuously along the way, the male wizard with a rough voice walking behind Ron sang, and got some echoes from the front.Ron wore his dancing shamrock hat, a large green rose badge pinned to his Muggle coat, and held a spectacles and a statuette of Viktor Krum - majestic on his arm Walking back and forth, almost fell into the grass beside the road.

Ten minutes later, they walked into the shadow of the magnificent stadium.The wizards were scattered at various entrances, chattering non-stop. [First class ticket!Top box!Go straight upstairs, Arthur, to the very top. 】 Arthur Weasley thanked the ticket-checking witch, and excitedly led them up the stairs.After entering the box, not to mention Ron, even Harry was stunned. They were reluctant to sit down immediately, but stood on the edge and looked into the distance, trying their binoculars.The box has a wide field of view, facing the golden goal post, and has a panoramic view of the entire stadium. Under the reflection of the billboard, everything is shining like daylight.

Ron and Harry had just made up, and the two seemed to have exchanged more words than ever before.Just as Ron was talking to Harry Kopkrum, a cold and arrogant female voice sounded from behind him: [Leave a way. 】

Before Ron could react, he heard Mr. Fudge who was chatting with his father loudly: [Ah, it's Lucius! 】The trio immediately turned their heads away, a woman with fair complexion and blond hair