[HP] I'm hanging out at Hogwarts

Annie thought it would be interesting to sit at the table, eat and drink, and watch the pairs of students dance.

Old father William is still "fighting" with elves, and he seems to find it a great joy to fight house-elves.And still use the old stalk...

"I want thick noodles with fish balls..." (Huh? This elf is a bit interesting.)

"No thick noodles..." (Is there something wrong with this person...)

"Then I want fishball hor fun..."

“No fish balls…”

.........

What a pain for the house-elf in the Hogwarts kitchens.

Miranda's dress was a white silk dress covered with a layer of tulle, and her hair was tied into a knot like a goddess of youth by a silver-gray ribbon.Her partner was a boy from Durmstrang, who, I have to say, was pretty handsome.

But she didn't seem interested in dancing either. After dancing with that boy, she sat alone in a corner drinking.

Annie picked up a glass of blue drink. It smelled of a faint blueberry aroma, and it didn't seem to contain any alcohol.

But when the azure drink flowed into her mouth, she found that it was a sweet wine mixed with blueberry and grassy aromas. The ice cubes inside lowered the temperature of the wine and stimulated the excitement of the bubbles.

"I'm here to fulfill my promise, miss, are you ready?" Blaise straightened his suit, and after the opening dance, he said goodbye to Astoria and walked towards her—what his heart wanted .

She remembered that she had promised Blaise to dance with him.

Unlike the previous ball at Eglint's house, today he was wearing a pure black tuxedo and the most formal white tie.The slender figure is shown by the close-fitting suit, and the short hair that is usually scattered is combed to the other side, adding a touch of evil charm.

I don't know if it's Anne's illusion, she thinks that he wears lipstick, otherwise his light-colored thin lips would not have a soft luster.

His eyes were still as charming as usual, brown eyes with a soft shimmer, and the long and narrow eyelashes seemed to have faded under the light, giving off a soft brown light.

She put her hand on his. For the first time, she noticed that his hand was slightly rough, but the palm was warm.The lights of the ball illuminate every couple dancing on the dance floor, and they only have each other in their eyes.

"Beforehand, I don't know how to dance." Maybe it was the effect of alcohol, she felt her face getting hotter and hotter, and her stomach felt like a butterfly... Nervous, but looking forward to it.

The first time she danced with Blaise, she bit her lip and made up her mind.It was just an ordinary dance, nothing more.

there will be nothing...

She put her hands on his shoulders, the boy's shoulders were much wider than hers, and his hands held her waist.Each took a deep breath.

When the movement began to play, she noticed the hotness in the boy's eyes, like passionate and gorgeous music, he guided her every turn, and pulled her back into his arms when she was about to leave.

The dance skirt fluttered with the rotation, and Anne could not tell whether she was dancing or Blaise was leading her to dance. Every time she rotated, she could feel a kind of inner joy. Christmas ball, let her laugh one game...

He is her happy spell.

The boy lifted her waist and spun in the air. She put her hands on his shoulders with an excited smile on her face.

"Brace, thank you," she said softly as she was lifted high up on the ground.

Her voice was obviously so soft, but it struck into his heart so heavily and forcefully.How did he fall in love with her?At the beginning, he was just curious, and slowly probing is his normal state when hunting, but this "little prey" will not fall into the trap of the hunter.

If you fail, you will become attached.

He didn't believe that he would fail, and he wanted to regain his self-confidence no matter what.He slowly discovered that she was different, she would not pretend like himself, and lived the most authentic life.That's what he yearns for.

Others labeled him a playboy, and labeled him picky and arrogant. After a long time, he himself forgot that he was just an ordinary person.

"It's me who should thank you." He put the girl down, and the music was coming to an end.

Yes, it was his luck to know her.In fact, there is nothing wrong with this. There is no need to pursue a goal and an ending, and the accumulation of time will lead slowly.

It doesn't matter if she likes someone else, him or Theodore, or someone else.

As long as this process leaves each other with the best memories.

The music stopped with the last note, and she held him in his arms like a dying butterfly in winter, gasping for breath, the aroma of grass and blueberry mixed with the breath permeated each other's nose.

"It's kinda hot...isn't it?" he asked with a smile.

She felt blank and chaotic in her mind, it must be due to the atmosphere... Absolutely!

My heart was pounding like it was about to jump out...

She fled away from the dance floor and returned to her original seat, clutching her chest. She didn't know whether it was because she had just finished a dance or something else...

Probably the hormones of youth are at play...

"I don't care about you today, just dance if you want..." William sighed. After all, his daughter is grown up and has her own ideas... After all, I, a "lonely old man", can fight wits with house elves to pass the time.

"No... I'm really tired." She adjusted her heartbeat, "And I'm a poor dancer."

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The music on the dance floor was still preparing for the next song, and Anne saw Theodore being led by Daphne to dance one after another, like a puppet on a string.Maybe he doesn't like dancing...she thought so.

After resting for a while, she was about to start with the small cake on her plate. The silver fork had just been inserted into the fluffy cream, picked up a piece and put it in her mouth. The silky sweetness of the cream instantly brought her a good mood. Cut her dessert time.

"It seems that you are very self-aware! You also know that you dance poorly..." Eric snatched her fork and cake, picked up a small piece and ate it on his own.

"That's what I ate!" Annie looked at Eric. He was wearing a black suit and a black tie today. His hair was all combed back, leaving a little golden brown on his forehead. With broken hair, the whole person sat there as wildly as usual.

"You're no better at dancing yourself! And accuse me..." Annie gave him a look. "Spinnet invited you, it was the worst thing she ever did in her life."

"Aren't you the same... Sure enough, no one invited you, so I can only find Uncle William." He chuckled lightly, and there was a strangely satisfied tone?But only for a moment, he quickly put away the expression just now.

"How about it? Do you want to compare it once?" He put down the cake, biting the fork in his mouth, biting his lips, keeping all the remaining cream and cake crumbs in his mouth.Then put the fork back into the cake.

"Happy to accompany you." She accepted his engagement, which was a battle between the two of them.

Let's see if I don't trample you to death today... Annie suddenly found the magical use of these silver high heels.Even if the dance is ugly, being able to step on him is considered a victory.

The two of them are not like dancing, but more like a kind of war. This kind of war has been going on since they met, from childhood to adulthood, and every time...Annie always loses.

This fierce and unrestrained dance music seems to be specially prepared for them. Every step of each other's probing and avoiding each other is like their fighting each other's offense and defense.She stepped on him on purpose, and he always avoided it.

"Do you think you can step on me like this?" Eric avoided her "offensive" again and again. He was so familiar with her that he could predict where she would fall next.

"Don't be complacent, it's not over yet." She made a fool of herself and fell in his direction. He was only trying to support her, but his foot was hit.He held her waist with both hands, not expecting such a move from her.Blue-green eyes stared at her in surprise.

There was a long silence, and the two pairs of identical eyes looked at each other.

"Hey... are you staying? Does it hurt? You really don't want to hide?" He could have let her go and let her fall.This should be him.

Annie remembered that he only showed this expression three times, one after the fire when he was a child, one after the last game, and one now.

"hiss…"

He fell in love with his cousin... It sounds really funny and kind of disgusting.He always felt that this kind of feeling should be hidden in his heart, and every time he used sharp and hurtful words to cover up himself, did it make sense for him to do so?Maybe the irony is too much...it will come true naturally.

He has been writing letters to "Amy". Her name is written in Anny, not ordinary Annie, so he created a dream "Amy" for himself, and wrote everything he wanted to say in it. Like living every bad day all over again.

Every day in the diary is sweet and peaceful, just the opposite of reality.

He's used to using this kind of tone to protect himself and her, this kind of strange feeling beyond the relationship between relatives, let's keep it hidden for as long as he can... That's what he thought.Although in the end she will marry a stranger, he may marry a girl named "Amy" in the future...

I will make up the sweet story of him and "Amy" in the diary and continue to write.

Like cream on a silver fork, it is not cream that he craves.

In this fierce dance music, he avoided her danger by instinct, but when she showed a painful expression, all his camouflage armor was leaked at once.

"What's wrong? Did you twist your ankle?" He carried her off the dance floor.

"It's okay...the damn high heels..." She rubbed her ankle. "You go, I'll just rest for a while. You don't need to care about it."

Spinnett was greeting him and wanted to dance to the next song.