[HP]Helen Pan

After the game, Hermione seemed a little dazed for a long time, with a strange shyness in her expression.Ron stole a few glances at Hermione as he ate, apparently having a bad appetite.Harry, on the other hand, seemed to be basking in his morning triumph, with some nice smiles on his lips as he buried himself in his meal.

"I think I should write to Sirius. Although this game is a bit dangerous, it is also a pleasure to think about it from another angle." Harry said happily while eating strawberry mousse.

"I think Sirius will be happy for you." I echoed absent-mindedly, my eyes flicking to the Slytherin table but Draco didn't seem to come to eat.When I looked away in disappointment, I found that Krum seemed to be looking at the Gryffindor table.I followed his gaze, and then elbowed Hermione, who was buried in the pie beside me, "Look! Victor Krum seems to be looking at you!"

Hermione glanced up quickly at Krum in surprise, and the boy at the other table broke into a broad smile at the same time.

"Merlin! You're so shy!" I teasingly pointed at Hermione who almost buried her head in the plate, God knows this was the first time I saw her blushing!

At this moment, the knife and fork in Ron's hand suddenly let out a sharp whine, and a deep scratch appeared on the dinner plate with the Hogwarts pattern.

"Today's beef tenderloin is really difficult!" Ron smiled awkwardly, threw the tableware in his hand on the table, turned around and left.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little delicate.

I looked at Harry inquiringly, and he frowned and shrugged at me, "I don't know what's wrong with him." After Ron walked away, Harry said to me in a tone that was almost lip-synch.

That night, Hermione lay on the bed very early, which was rare. She said in an extremely dreamy tone while looking at the lace on the bed curtain, "You know what? He actually said that no girl had ever made his heart beat like this before." Frenzied..."

Ginny and I glanced at each other, and then rolled our eyes at each other. Hermione had repeated Krum's true confession to her after rescuing her at least twenty times.

"So, do you also have a little... for him?" After making eye contact with Ginny, I cleared my throat and asked a more core question.

"Hmm..." Hermione bit her lip and thought about it seriously, her expression was as if she was thinking about the problems she encountered in the textbook, "There is some affection, but I don't think it can be regarded as the liking between lovers." , Hermione turned over, with a sweet smile on her lips, "But...it feels really wonderful to be confessed! You know, it will make people very confident."

"I always thought you were very confident!" Ginny said casually.

"But that feeling is really different!" Hermione retorted solemnly, "By the way, he even invited me to go to Bulgaria for the summer vacation, but I think Harry and Ron, two guys who are always causing trouble, would be better." I was needed, so I declined."

Some good feelings can't be regarded as liking between lovers, so what should it feel like?

I nimbly crawled onto Hermione's bed, stretched out my hand and pushed her, and then asked in a curious tone in her ear, "Hermione, how do you feel about Krum? Can you tell me? I'm so curious."

It may be that Hermione's energy was overdrawn by the game in the morning. She looked a little tired at this moment, and turned over lazily on her back. While yawning, she said slowly, "I don't feel anything at all! Just I am very happy when I see it, and I don’t think about it deliberately when I don’t see it.”

I'm happy when I see it, and I don't think about it deliberately when I don't see it...

I sat on my own bed and stared at Anthony who was lying on my pillow for nearly a minute, then I reached out and hugged him out of the bed, and then lay down under the quilt angrily.

Hell, I don't feel that way about Draco either!

Neither Ginny's liking for Harry nor Hermione's dislike for Krum, the relationship between Draco and I is really abnormal!

In the days after the competition, a magazine written by Rita Skeeter spread among the students with unimaginable speed.In the morning, I saw a few girls in the lower grades holding the magazine in their hands and whispering.At that time, Hermione was busy popularizing the latest spirit of our organization with Harry and Ron who had missed several high-level meetings of the Elf Fortune Association, so she didn't notice the burning eyes of those girls looking at her and Harry.

During the divination class, I quietly asked the well-informed Michael. He didn't seem very interested, lazily nestled in the upholstered chair, holding the bone dice used for divination, and yawned and replied: , "Rita Skeeter is with your mother. The protagonists of her novel this time happen to be your two friends, Harry, Granger and the new big man."

Michael's words made me understand the current situation immediately, "So... this is a bloody love triangle between childhood sweethearts, old lovers and new lovers?"

Michael straightened up in surprise. He stared at me and said, "I really didn't realize that you have the talent to inherit your mother's career!"

I rolled my eyes at Michael and imitated his laziness and said, "My mother said gossip is a woman's talent. But why do you look like you were dumped?" If I remember correctly, Michael had two girlfriends, one in primary school and one supposedly in my first year at Hogwarts.But unfortunately, they all dumped him one after another.

Michael glanced at me, then hung his head in frustration, rubbed his hair randomly, and then sighed, "You guessed it, I didn't look dumped, but I was dumped... Oh! Look at your dice , the professor is here!" Michael suddenly lowered his head and muttered to his own dice for a while, then lowered his voice and said, "Just like the two girls I met in the Muggle society in the past, she also Said she didn't understand me, but in fact, none of them planned to understand me..."

"Oh! Come on..." I rolled my eyes at Michael without hesitation. Maybe it was because I made too much noise. Professor Trelawney's eyes locked on me almost immediately, vomited Tongue retracted, I glared at Michael again, and said in a low voice deliberately, "No woman likes a man who chases after him and leaves him alone."

"Hey, be fair! They're the ones chasing me..." Michael blinked innocently, "My dad said smooth-talking men make girls feel insecure, so I have to be subtle."

"That's why you are always so indifferent to the girls you date, but you flatter other girls..." I unscrewed the ink bottle, dipped some ink with a quill pen, and began to slowly read today's divination class report.

Michael muttered unconvinced, "Your mother told me that it is a man's duty to compliment a woman."

"My mother is talking about Italian men..." I pursed my lips, and suddenly a thought popped into my head.Nervously, I pulled Michael's cotton cloak and said in a low voice, "Hey! Do you have time? I want to talk to you about something."

I didn't realize until now how stupid I was, Michael, a guy with both experience and theory of love, was next to me, and I kept looking farther and farther!

At this moment, Professor Trelawney announced the dismissal of the get out of class. Her weird trembling voice made people feel that the roots of the teeth were shaking.

Michael packed his books and stood up. He muttered something under his breath before telling me, "I have a whole day of class today! How about meeting you at the Room of Requirement tonight?"

"That's fine, but... where is the Room of Requirement..." I hurriedly followed Michael's footsteps, but after a flash, I found that Michael's figure had disappeared. I think he probably used that time-turner.

"Sometimes the Room of Requirement has it, sometimes it doesn't. He only shows up when a person really needs help." A sinister voice suddenly sounded from behind, and that voice made me shiver suddenly, and that feeling was Like a snake slithering across my back.

I swallowed involuntarily, and slowly turned my head to meet Draco's beautiful gray-blue eyes.The window happened to be behind him, and at this moment the sky outside was covered with big dark clouds, and the thick clouds covered the sunlight, showing a gloomy purple color.Draco happened to be standing with the backlight, and there was an extremely bright halo around his light-colored hair, but his facial features were submerged in the darkness, only his gray-blue eyes were bright, and those eyes A certain danger signal is being sent at this moment.

I hung my head in embarrassment, the hair falling from the sides of my cheeks made me feel a little itchy, "Draco, thank you for telling me about the Room of Requirement."

Draco took a step forward, a little closer to me, and lowered his voice with a certain sullenness, "Well, I can ask, why do you two have to find a time to communicate in an empty room at night?" something?"

"Uh..." I scratched my hair in embarrassment, carefully squinting at Draco's ugly face, "It's just some emotional problems."

"Aha! Your relationship is unexpectedly good!" Draco's voice suddenly raised, causing the passing students to look sideways, but he didn't seem to notice it.After glaring at me as if with resentment, Draco hurried away, even pushing down a few younger students.

"What's wrong with him?" I subconsciously hugged the book in my arms, and looked at Draco's tall and straight back wonderingly.

During dinner, I secretly told Hermione the big news in the magazine, and she just squinted her eyes and let out a strange cry, then began to cover her head and eat the steak on the plate.Harry moved on the stool unnaturally, his smile became a little stiff, he glanced at the people around him strangely, and then muttered, "No wonder they looked at me so strangely today! When I meet Durmstrang students in the corridors, they look at me like they want to eat me."

On the other hand, Ron seemed very positive, he waved the fork in his hand and said loudly, "I knew that woman didn't look like a good thing!"

"Heh!" Hermione chewed the beef, the intense muscle movement on her cheeks made her expression look a bit hideous, "I was still wondering why so many people came to ask me about the production of the love potion today. Method. It turned out to be for this!"

"Don't talk about it." Harry rubbed his head irritably, "I just think that woman is very annoying, she just knows how to write!" He raised his head and looked at us, "Sirius said he would Come and see me, will you come with me?"

Naturally, Hermione and Ron agreed without hesitation, "Uh...sorry, I have something to do tonight, so I can't go with you..." I smiled apologetically.

Harry wasn't too surprised, he poured himself a glass of pumpkin juice flatly, and then said with a lack of interest, "Of course, you're always busy."