[hp] Pure White Age

ll, isn't this the red-haired weasel next to Potter? 】The familiar joking tone, but the content of the words made Ron frown slightly.He knew Draco's possessiveness very well, since they were together, the other party had never used such attributives as "by Potter's side".

Maybe he thought too much, now they are just acting.Ron endured his weakness and straightened his back. The other party slowly walked up to him under the smiles of the two followers: [Tell me, what are you doing sneakily in Slytherin's territory? 】

[This is not Slytherin's territory. 】Ron braced himself and put down his hand covering his chest.

【What's going on here?Are you really a little girl? 】The blond Slytherin showed a nasty teasing expression, and kept looking him up and down, 【Probably the shock of not finding a partner is too great, you plan to change your personality or something? ] Then, he and the two guys behind him laughed in unison, attracting the attention of other students in the same courtyard.

Ron's temples throbbed violently. He fixed his eyes on the familiar face before him, and finally pushed the man's chest away, 【Shut your mouth, no wonder Slytherin can't produce a warrior. 】

There was a faint attack from the students of Slytherin College behind him, and Ron couldn't care less about responding, and hurried down the stairs.He had already stuffed the note into Draco's collar just now, and the other party would rush to meet him at the fountain after seeing the note. The completely melted snow shows the desolation of the beauty after her twilight.

Ron sneezed and gathered his robe, but he still felt very cold.The necklace seemed to suck all the heat from his body, his emotions became numb in a trance, he shook his head, trying to keep himself awake.

[The duel location you chose is really bad, Weasel. 】

Ron turned to the source of the voice. Draco put one hand in his trouser pocket and held his wand in the other. He lazily walked up to him, with surprise flashing in his eyes: [Surprisingly, you don't even have a wand ready? ] As he spoke, he also put the wand in his hand into his pocket.

Ron's brain is not clear enough, what's the matter with the wand?What duel?He took a step closer to Draco, the gray pupils of the other party reflected his shadow coldly, Ron pursed his lips, and held Draco's wrist: 【I'm going to tell Harry about us, I don't want to Keep it a secret. 】

The wrist held by him trembled violently. Ron didn't let him break free. He closed his eyes and continued: [Harry has always been suspicious, and last night when we... were together he saw everything, I I don’t want to tell any more lies, I assure you…]

【What the hell are you talking about? ] A confused voice came from above.Before Ron could react, he was grabbed by the collar, and his lover's angry voice rang in his ears: [What do we need?What are you going to tell Potter? 】The other party's emotions caused the spicy mint aroma to slowly invade Ron's senses, and his weak body immediately received the invitation signal. Stranger: [I mean last night Harry saw you giving me/oral/fuck, he...]

In the next second, he was punched hard on the face. Ron stepped back a few steps, bent his knees and knocked on the edge of the fountain pool, and with a "crash", he fell into the pool on his back.Bitter cold snow water poured into his mouth and nose, biting his nerves, which made him wake up suddenly, and hurriedly stood up in embarrassment.A trickle trickled down his hair, skin, and clothes, but he didn't pay attention to that, just looked in surprise at the group of people standing across from him.

That's right, a group.All in Slytherin uniforms, he knew every one of them, they were core members of the Quidditch Club, Draco's confidants, but why were they here?He looked at Draco in bewilderment.

His lover was standing between two footmen, desperately wiping his fingers with a handkerchief, and noticing Ron's gaze, the blond Slytherin gave him a savage look, then quickly looked away as if he saw something dirty.After a long time, he threw the handkerchief on him abruptly: [You are disgusting, Weasley.Seeing anyone can fucking estrus, no wonder your mother can give birth to a brood of idiots like you—] He spat out a dirty word, 【If I see you on campus again, let me hear you fucking Make up such rumors and I'll break your legs. 】

[Don't, Draco. ] A Slytherin boy suppressed a smile and said: 【You have to be gentle with him, after all, you are the object of his sexual fantasy. ] This remark caused a warm response, and everyone laughed.

[Shut your fucking mouth, Theodore, or I'll break your leg. 】

[How ungrateful,] said Theodore, folded his arms, his voice shrill, [If we hadn't come with you, you might have had to fuck him or be fucked by him. 】

Malevolent laughter rang out over the fountain, and even Goyle and Crabbe held their stomachs together.At this moment, the coldness of his body was no longer in Ron's consciousness. He stared blankly at those snake-like eyes. What's going on?

[Don't look hurt, Draco.Ron Weasley is gay, isn't that crazy enough? 】Another short boy said loudly,【Maybe Harry Potter is too, they may be messing around in the dormitory! ] There were boos around, and the corners of Draco's mouth curled up subtly.The sharp laughter and the voice of discussion mercilessly scratched on Ron's eardrums, and he finally realized this terrible fact.

He was being stripped and humiliated, and Draco stayed out of it, even becoming one of those people.

This must be a nightmare.Ron closed his eyes, his heart was like a ball of newspapers that had been crumbled, and he couldn't feel a breath of life.At this moment, the habitual pain disappeared, and he struggled to raise his hand to wipe off the water stains on his eyes, but he touched the scalding liquid.

[The gay Weasley is wiping tears! 】

Ron looked up amidst the growing roar of laughter.Draco was still smiling, and a red-haired boy in distress was reflected in those pupils, but it was just a reflection. All the tenderness that had been contained was like melting snow, and finally disappeared without a trace.

[Weasley, I've changed my mind. 】Draco smiled and glanced at the crowd behind him, 【I want to tell the whole school that you think badly about me, and that you have messed with Harry Potter. 】

Ron opened his mouth to say something, but was replaced by a violent cough. He bent down, as if he wanted to cough up all his internal organs.After the cough stopped, he slowly grabbed the edge of the pool platform, walked out of the knee-high pool water, straightened his back, and said with difficulty: 【I haven't messed with Harry. ] After finishing speaking, he stared at Draco, as if to read the other party's emotions.

Draco frowned tightly.Ron Weasley was just a stupid weasel following Potter, and now he was mad - he told himself - so the sadness in those blue eyes was nothing.

However, in his impression, he had never seen Weasley look at anyone with such eyes.But he didn't know Weasley well at all, he only knew that the other was stupid, poor, and with simple limbs, but he didn't expect that he was gay, and he treated him... This was a hundred times more disgusting than he imagined.The thought of what the other was fantasizing about every time they scuffled made him want to punch him in the face again.

Someone did it for him.Theodore rushed from behind him, grabbed Weasley by the collar, and punched him in the stomach several times, followed by several others who had more or less experience with Weasley's punches or sarcasm, so at this moment Feel very happy.Draco stared at the scene in front of him coldly. His red hair, which was always vigorous in the past, fell down in the beating of the crowd. His struggle was too weak to be considered a resistance at all, and his pale face was stained with snow The contrast with blood, white and red is particularly sharp under the winter sun.Draco realized that he was clenching his fist tightly, and he let go of it blankly, inadvertently catching a faint scent of roses.

There were no roses here, he frowned.

Several people who were committing violence also stopped their movements at the same time. Theodore sniffed vigorously, set his eyes on the collapsed body again, and said with great interest: 【Weasley is bleeding, it's his pheromone odor. 】

Roses and milk, Draco thought, this was the first time he'd smelled Weasley's pheromones, but it was weird, he'd smelled Potter's several times, when they were arguing.It's perfectly normal for wizards to release tiny amounts of pheromones when they're emotional, isn't it?Why was he smelling Weasley for the first time?

[Disgusting aside, this kid Weasley is actually not bad looking, isn't he? 】Theodore pushed the redhead's muddy shirt away with the toe of his leather shoe, and kicked him in the face again, causing the redhead to frown, and everyone laughed again.

[Have you played enough? 】Sudden memory confusion is enough to make people uncomfortable, and now there are many familiar pheromones floating in the air, so strong that they cover the already faint scent of roses, which makes Draco inexplicably irritable.He tugged on his tie to relax the muscles in the back of his neck: [Don't tell me you want to/fuck/this disgusting guy. 】

Theodore stared at Draco thoughtfully for a long time, as if weighing the pros and cons.Finally, he grinned and completely removed the leather shoes from the boy's body: [Of course not, beating him with my own hands is enough for me to wash my hands for a long time. 】

No one has ever picked up on this botched lie, and neither has Draco.He watched Theodore and exchanged ambiguous glances with everyone, and everyone left the broken body with half-smiles and walked back to him.

Weasley was not completely unconscious, his lips were still trembling slightly, his cheeks were flushed abnormally, and the wound on his nose was clotted with blood, which looked a little hideous, which was caused by Draco's cufflinks.The boy was so weak that even the smell of pheromones disappeared, Draco licked his lips: 【Let's go. 】

☆、AU Fanwai If Hogwarts is a Muggle Kindergarten

* 01 *

"This is a new kid, his name is Draco Malfoy, everyone should get along well with him." Teacher McGonagall said with a smile.

Like the other children, Ron looked at the transfer student in front of the podium with big curious eyes.He looks like a very well-behaved child, with one hand being held by the teacher, and the other naturally sticking to the seam of his trousers.Wearing a well-made white shirt and trousers and leather shoes (although they are all one size smaller than the adults), the boy is much more airy than all the children Ron has seen in kindergarten, and he really wants to touch the other side Light blond hair that seems soft.

Ron turned his little red head, and happily signaled to Harry in the back row with his eyes: "We have new friends!"

"Hello, Dey Koma Fu." Waiting eagerly until the end of get out of class, Ron immediately ran to the front of Draco's seat, "My name is Ron Weasley, let's be friends!"

"I'm not Deyake, a lispless brat." Unexpectedly, the blond boy who was so obedient in front of the teacher just now and got two little red flowers just rolled his eyes at him and started writing again. Arithmetic problem.

Ron's little face was flushed. "Dah...Draco Malfoy." He tried to pronounce this strange name to him (obviously Harry Potter is easy to pronounce and Ron Weasley is also easy to pronounce), "Okay, I I can read it." He said expectantly, "Can we be friends now? Let me tell you, my friends Harry and Hermione..."

"I don't want to be friends with poor people."

Ron froze in place. "You... what did you say?"

"Speaking of you, Weasley." The handsome little boy covered his nose with a disgusted expression: "You smell like you haven't showered for several days."

"See that over there?" Draco pointed arrogantly at a magnificent building in the distance, "That's my home. Malfoy never makes friends with dirty poor ghosts!"

* 02 *

"Do I really smell bad?" Ron whimpered and asked Harry and Hermione beside him.He hasn't bathed for several days, but it's not his fault. Who told Fred and George to be looked for by teachers of various subjects in turn when they entered elementary school, so that their parents forgot to help him take a bath. He wouldn't If you dare to wash alone, the sound of thumping in the water pipe is terrible!

"It's fine, actually." Harry sniffed hard, and added honestly, "Only a little, really."

"I hate de Comalfort," said Ron angrily, dropping his little head on his knees.

"You're not very convincing." Hermione, who was reading an encyclopedia book, couldn't help it at last, "He said you like that, these two days you haven't come to him like a bee."

"I'm ashamed to say that, he said that to me, and you guys had a lot of fun with him." Hermione's words hit Ron's pain point, and he immediately stood up and argued loudly, "Are you planning to abandon me and be friends with him?" La!"

Hermione rolled her eyes. "He was just discussing math problems with me. After all, I was first in this test and he was second."

Harry sighed. "His father has business cooperation with my father, he just said hello to me."

Ron was useless in Draco's eyes, Weasley finally realized his position, and buried his head in his arms bitterly. "I don't listen, I don't listen, anyway, you can't do this!" Halfway through the cheating, a pair of big blue eyes popped out from between the arms, "Don't talk to him, okay..."

Oops.

"Draco said he would lend me the latest edition of the encyclopedia," thought Hermione.

"Draco said he'd bring me Honeydukes candy," thought Harry.

"Er... Ron," said Harry and Hermione, "shall we... let Professor McGonagall give you a bath?"

Ron didn't expect that Mr. Snape, the old bat who taught mathematics, would be the last one to help him bathe.

Snape: "Moved?" (Deadface)

Ron: "Don't dare to move, don't dare to move"

Ron stiffly let Mr. Snape vigorously rub his hair into the scariest bird's nest in the world.

"Teacher, what are you doing?"

A corner of the bathroom curtain was lifted, and Ron reflexively retreated into the bathtub full of white foam, only revealing two blue eyes looking at the figure outside the curtain warily.

"Help Ron Weasley take a bath." Snape wiped the water stains on his hands with a towel. "I'll get a new bath towel and be back soon. Draco, go to bed quickly; Ron, stay still."

After Mr. Snape left, Ron huddled in the bathtub water, waiting for the bastard to leave.But he waited for a long time, and the annoying ghost didn't turn around and leave.

"So you still know how to take a bath, Weasley. Didn't you remember it because I laughed at you?"

"Go away, Malfoy, go to bed." Ron shot back in a vicious (milk) voice: "Why are you just entering the teacher's room?"

The little blond boy was even more proud. "You don't know? Mr. Snape is my father's friend, and I always come here to take a nap at noon, and the beds in the kindergarten are so small and hard." As he said, he frowned to avoid being splashed out of the bathtub by Ron out of the foam, walked carefully to the edge of the tub, and brought his face closer.

"Squeamish." Ron muttered softly, and when he turned around, he saw a pair of beautiful gray-blue eyes close at hand, and shrank away to the other side of the bathtub in fright. "What, what are you doing?" He tried to put on an impatient look, "Stay away from me, you brat!"

To Ron's bewilderment, Draco didn't snap back or turn away because of his nasty attitude.Ron swallowed a mouthful of saliva, strange, so close, this annoying guy is still pretty good-looking, his skin is as fair as Ginny's doll, he doesn't look like a boy at all...

"Weasley, did I tell you that the bath liquid that Mr. Snape gave you was sent by our family."

So what.Ron had no idea, had no idea how cute a red-haired, blue-eyed little boy covered in foam and his own scent was to Draco.

After being led back to the dormitory by Mr. Snape, there was not much time left for a nap.Ron yawned and threw himself on his bed. He dreamed that the little boy with light blond hair smiled and gave him a huge ice cream.The cotton candy is so soft, it makes him feel so comfortable...

When the wake-up bell rang, Ron didn't want to wake up from his dream.He opened his eyes in a daze, but he didn't see Harry on the opposite bed, but saw a ball of light golden hair close in front of him, making Ron's nose itchy.

Ron who just woke up was always so soft that he even forgot to be angry. "Why are you sleeping on my bed, aren't you sleeping with Mr. Snape?"

The young master Malfoy who was woken up was always angry about getting up. "Shut up, poor ghost, you're making too much noise." He silently moved away his left arm, which was numb from the pillow, and used his right arm to hug the fragrant and soft little poor ghost a little tighter.

"But the bell has already rung, and we have to get up for class." Ron explained patiently while looking around nervously.He didn't want other kids to find out that Ron Weasley let his "most hated guy" sleep in his bed.

"Okay, okay." Draco raised his eyebrows, "Every time my mother wakes me up, she gives me a good afternoon kiss."

"But your mother isn't in the kindergarten." Ron anxiously reasoned with this difficult guy. Suddenly, his face flushed as if he understood something, "Hey, you don't mean..."

"Yeah." Draco nodded his cheeks, and his ears under the blond hair were also slightly red.

"Strange guy." Little Ron looked across cautiously. Fortunately, Harry was still lying on the bed, and he leaned forward gently until his lips touched the skin of the cocky ghost.Well, soft and fragrant, just like Ginny's doll...

* 03 *

"Harry, if you run into Hermione tell her to go to the Headmaster."

"What's the matter?" Harry was fetching his textbook, and looked at the blond boy standing in front of him.Even though they grew up together, they have long been accustomed to the other party's arrogant and self-sufficient appearance, but they still have to admit that Draco is very handsome, no wonder he can overwhelm many girls in the school's cheerleading team.

"For the pre-competition training for the math competition, Dumbledore chose me and her as captains."

"Oh." Harry closed the locker and saw that Draco was still standing there. "What else is there? The prefects have a meeting today, shouldn't you be very busy?"

"Yeah, the prefect meeting." The blond boy had a frustrated expression that "you can still remember".

"Oh!" Harry pointed out the door suddenly, "Ron is still discussing the homework of the biology team with Lavender." The next sentence of "excuse me" seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth of the blond friend.It wasn't until Draco disappeared at the door of the biology classroom that Harry felt that he seemed to... say something wrong?

"Ron, Weasley, don't you forget that there is a prefect meeting soon?"

"Ah, Draco." Ron smiled and waved to the person leaning against the door with his arms crossed, "I didn't forget, wait for me for 5 minutes."

"But there are still seven, minutes, and minutes until the meeting starts. Are you sure you can cross the two teaching buildings and arrive at the meeting place within 2 minutes?"

Ron watched helplessly as the smile on Lavender's face became awkward: "Sorry, I'm going to a meeting, shall we contact by text message later?"

"Six, minutes, half, minutes."

"..."

"What the hell is wrong with you, Malfoy?" When Lavender left the classroom, Ron complained angrily, but soon, he found that the mood of his long-time friend was not right.Although he didn't want to admit it, it was difficult for him to insist on speaking in a blunt tone when Draco was in a bad mood, he walked to the door and smoothed the blond hair beside his ear: "What's wrong, Draco? Are you not happy?"

"Not at all." His friend said, "I'm just upset because I have to go to the United States to participate in a training camp at the beginning of my summer vacation, but you can stay in the UK and date girls by the way."

"Hey! It's not my fault you're going to the math competition!" Ron laughed.

"Let's go to the United States together, I invite you." Ron looked at the hands of the two people in surprise.All the friends around him know that he has an unusual relationship with Draco, but they may not know it... Even Ron sometimes feels confused about this special relationship, and all of this starts from kindergarten every day at noon It started with a good afternoon kiss.

However, this tradition had been broken as early as he and Draco entered elementary school.After that, until high school, they went to school together, played ball together, and occasionally stayed at each other's house.

But there will still be moments where Ron feels different with Draco than with Harry and Hermione, like now.

"What are you doing in the United States? I can't help you." Ron muttered, the curtains outside the classroom were floating in the sun, his heart beat faster, and he whispered a tentative joke: "Do you still need lunch?" Kiss, Draco?"

Draco frowned as he stared at the boy trying to avoid him.Hermione Granger, this damn guy, the theory of playing hard to get is useless at all. It has been so many years since elementary school to high school. When Ron Weasley took the initiative to open his mind, his hairline would recede three feet. up.

"Yeah." He put his arms around the red-haired boy's waist, took a panoramic view of the other's panic expression, and opened his thin lips lightly, "I want it. But it's not the original one." Then he closed his eyes and kissed him day and night. The place.

The soft touch was like a feather teasing his nerves, and the person in his arms wrapped around his shoulders.If possible, Draco hoped that time could stay in this moment forever, and he firmly believed that he must not leave the other party in England during the summer vacation.The dull opponent must not know that he can fight side by side with Harry on the court and discuss math problems with Hermione, but there is only one special favor that only Ron Weasley himself can help.

☆、Chapter62 Theodore Knott（1）

Ron didn't lose consciousness, he took one last look at the snow-white sky, moaned slowly, and curled himself up tighter.His abdomen seemed to have been pierced, and he felt the cold wind howling in his body, hurting every inch of his nerves.

He had never lost a fight so badly before, it was a one-sided beating at all.Ron wondered if he was powerless to fight back, or overwhelmed by the brutal truth, or both.He lay quietly for a while, and finally had the strength to sit up, leaning against the sink to breathe.

Nothing, nothing.He wiped the wound on his nose desperately, trying to wipe off the remaining blood, but it was a brand new wound after all, and new blood gushed out again, and there was a warm touch and tingling pain on the bridge of his nose.The miserable white sun shone on Ron's body. He finally gave up his futile behavior, clutched his belly, and narrowed his eyes as if enjoying himself. At this moment, the tears finally burst and fell on the dirty shirt collar.

The betrayal of the snake-headed cane is real, and so is the fall into the cold pool, and fate is really an interesting thing.It turned out that it was really as irreversible as Professor Trelawney said, and it turned out that all his efforts were a joke.Draco Malfoy is the real smart person, and now Ron has to believe that he has been completely tricked by the other party, and has been reduced to a very convenient secret, which can be easily thrown away when he hates it, and nothing has ever happened.

[... Ron? 】

Ron opened his eyes in surprise, and his friend stood a few steps away, with an expression of panic that he had never seen on his face. 【You're hurt...】Harry rushed up to support him,【I... sorry, I should have come to you earlier,】he panickedly took out a handkerchief to cover Ron's nose,【I met Malfoy on the road The group, they say you're here... what did they do to you? ! 】

Surrounded by the scent of camphor, Ron buried his face in Harry's shoulder, and suddenly smiled: [It's a fucking embarrassment, but luckily it's you, Harry. 】

[Shut up if you can’t speak!Damn it, I can't lift you...]

……

[Who did this? 】

Harry took a careful look at the person on the hospital bed, and said to Madam Pomfrey: 【After he recovers, ask again. 】

[If he said anything, please be sure to tell me or other professors that this is very serious campus violence, and Hogwarts will never tolerate this kind of behavior. 】Madam Pomfrey lowered her voice as she spoke, and finally couldn't help but sighed heavily, turned and left.

The cut on Ron's nose and the bruise under his clothes had been magically treated, and he looked much better than before, but those dull blue eyes could not deceive anyone.Harry sat beside him in silence, watching the warm sun glide over Ron's skin after the snow, even his golden eyelashes were still.Recalling the scene just now, Harry still feels scared.The professor had taught them a few basic healing spells. If he had been beaten up so badly, he would have given him some simple healing immediately, but his friend seemed to have completely forgotten about it.Until now, Harry could seem to hear Ron's staccato laughter by the fountain, and that was the first time Harry felt so deeply that he was losing him.

Harry took Ron's hand lightly, and Ron finally no longer looked like a sculpture. He looked down at the hands that were intertwined between the two, and moved his fingers, but he didn't break free.

【Feel sorry. 】Harry said,【If I had come to you immediately after the meeting, maybe I could have prevented this from happening... 】

[Why are you sorry? ] Ron twitched the corners of his mouth and looked into Harry's eyes, 【I'm sorry for you, Harry.I have been hiding things from you for three years, just to satisfy my own selfish desires... I am so fucking selfish, I deceive my friends and believe... I deserve to be cheated. 】

Harry gripped his hand tightly, and Ron forced himself to look into those clean eyes.

[Harry, I've been dating Malfoy since the first grade. 】

【…What I said last night was also a lie to you, because I was afraid to tell you the truth, and we would no longer be friends.I'm done with him now.Of course, if you can't forgive me, I also respect your decision. 】

Harry looked like he was still trying to understand what he was saying.The black-haired boy's Adam's apple moved a few times. Ron bit his lip and squeezed that hand back tightly. The two of them suddenly became very patient, as if they were playing some kind of competition.

When Harry finally spoke, his voice was hoarse: [Dating? 】

【Yes. 】Ron closed his eyes, 【Just like you and Qiu Zhang, Hermione and Rolf, but not so aboveboard, we can only secretly find a place to date after the curfew, remember the last time you went to Hogsmeade Village, you Ask me why I suddenly disappeared?Because I went to find him, and many times I made excuses to disappear just to find him... Every time, there was no one else but him. 】

【You mean...you love him? 】

Ron opened his eyes in surprise, and Harry's serious expression made his numb heart throb again. 【Yes.Of course... not from today on. 】

【How are you...】

[At first it was because of pheromones. 】Ron explained slowly, feeling that every word required a lot of effort, 【In the first grade, because we were both pure blood and the first two people to mature, he invited me and him to help each other...you understand … Later we found out we had feelings for each other. 】

Ron guessed he'd see anger in Harry's eyes, not pity.Harry broke free of his hand slightly, covered his eyes, and then smiled wryly, Ron frowned.

【Merlin, Ron, how could you believe... How could you believe Malfoy?He was using you from start to finish!Don't you feel it at all? 】

Ron subconsciously wanted to refute, but this "subconscious" made him turn pale first.Harry's expression was more excited than he had imagined, and his friend looked at him as if he was looking at a puppy being slaughtered, which hurt his self-esteem more than getting angry at him.Maybe it was true, Draco had been lying to him, and he was the only one who was still trying to convince himself that there was love between them, but outsiders only need to look at the ending to know everything, don't they?

[Harry, stop talking. 】

Hermione walked up to the two of them, and her brows were also bitter, but she was much more friendly than Harry. Ron guessed that this was the result of trying to bear it. In any case, he cherished the thoughtfulness of his female friend.

[Hey, Hermione, did you hear what I said? 】

[I guessed it a long time ago. ] The girl sat on the other side and held his hand, 【I wished you would say it yourself, but you didn't.Then I was going to talk to Malfoy, so I went to his society, and of course, I couldn't find him and I got kicked out. ] Hermione was very calm when she said this, and Ron held Hermione's hand back, as if he could share the insult his friend suffered, 【It's over, it's over, I won't have anything to do with him anymore, forgive me okay? 】He buried his head deeply, pressed Hermione's hand to his face, his eyes became hot again, 【Please...】

[Oh, Ron. 】Hermione held him in her arms, she seemed to want to say something, but in the end she just sighed and said: 【It's all over. ] Ron put extra weight on his back, and Harry hugged him too.They stopped talking, just warmed each other quietly.

After that, Ron stayed in the school infirmary for three days before returning to the dormitory.Harry and Hermione were busy preparing for the second phase of the Warrior project, and Ron didn't want to be a burden to them. In his heart, he knew that he owed his friend too much, and secretly vowed to come out of the shadows as soon as possible .

To the trio's surprise, the events of that day had not been publicized by the Slytherin witnesses, and Draco was rarely seen by the trio again.Since the third year, the two academies have only had one Defense Against the Dark Arts class together. If Draco hadn't gotten close to him for an excuse, they would have had so little communication.

Maybe he's just afraid of getting involved with me again, which is why he told those people to keep their mouths shut, Ron thought coldly.But that's the best situation right now, isn't it?Not seeing that person anymore would help him pick himself up faster.

On the way to Defense Against the Dark Arts class on Tuesday, Harry put his arms around Ron's shoulders. Of course Ron knew he meant well, but he still couldn't laugh or cry. 【Don't worry, Harry, I know what to do. ] Seamus and Dean passed by them, yelling and teasing that they were really a couple like the rumors said, Ron slapped Seamus on the back hard, Harry just smiled.

It was rare for students to sit quietly in Lupine's class, but to gather in the middle of the room, waiting for the professor to give them interesting assignments. Ron liked that, and he felt safe surrounded by his fellow Gryffindors.The twins were showing Harry their latest product list. Ron put his hands in his trouser pockets and made comments from time to time. He deliberately didn't want to know where Draco was standing, but he couldn't stop the chatter and laughter from reaching his ears. .Ron could clearly make out the voices of several of his perpetrators, high, harsh and arrogant, which made his heart heavy again.

Lupine walked into the classroom. When explaining today's teaching content, he glanced in the direction of Harry and Ron with soft eyes, which somewhat calmed Ron's emotions. He spread the book in his hand and began to study " Quickly imprison" spell.Since the third grade, the professors no longer taught them spells by hand, and Lupine let them practice freely with the items prepared in the classroom. [You have to learn to control the thickness and length of the resulting ropes in order to bind objects of different sizes. ] He said so.

Ron followed Harry and Hermione to a bust. Lupine's spell had made it temporarily unbreakable, but it was slippery because of it. It took Harry four times to tie it down.

[Ron, come and give it a try. ] Harry withdrew the spell and turned to Ron.

Ron stepped forward to say the spell, and sure enough it failed, and he was about to try a second time when a thick rope brushed his ear toward the