[HP]Helen Pan

It was probably not until after dinner time that Hermione Ron and the others returned to the common room in twos and threes.As soon as they entered the door, George and Fred screamed strangely at the same time, and then continued to introduce their prank supplies to the younger students. To be honest, they are really talented in sales.Harry followed behind them in silence. Although there was a smile on his face, it still made people feel that he was not very happy, and a faint melancholy cloud was covering his bleak face.

"How is it?" Hermione sat down next to me, she glanced at the book in my hand, and then kindly asked if I needed help.She also knows that I am worrying about my studies recently.

Looking away from Harry, I closed the notebook lying on my lap and smiled and shook my head at Hermione.Draco gave me some tutorials in the afternoon, he was very good at Potions, and many things became easier to understand after he said it.

"This notebook is very comprehensive, I can understand it." Saying that, I put away Draco's notebook.

Hermione smiled, took out her Muggle Studies notes, and asked casually, "Did Michael give it to you?"

"secret."

Maybe it was because I spoke too loudly, Harry raised his head and glanced at me, his pursed lips and raised brows showed that he was not in a good mood.Just when I wanted to ask him if he was unwell, Harry let out a muffled grunt as if he had been punched by someone, and then he ran upstairs quickly with a gloomy face.

Looking puzzled at Ron who was sitting next to Harry, he frowned and shrugged exaggeratedly at me.He stood up and led me to an inconspicuous corner, propped his chin with his hand and put his index finger on his forehead pointingly, "He took the wrong medicine recently, you'd better ignore him." He glanced at me, and quickly added, "Especially these days, it's best not to mention your boyfriend." After finishing speaking, he also quickly ran upstairs to the bedroom.

I looked back at Hermione who was sitting there, and I thought she was the only one who could explain the situation to me now.She glanced at me, then tilted her head helplessly to indicate that I would speak in the dormitory.

"Did you tell them about my relationship?" After returning to the room, I couldn't wait to ask the first question.

"I think it's better to tell Harry about this, so that he won't have to think about it." Hermione seemed unreasonably unreasonable, she shook her head and then looked at me with a headache, "You two guys are really troublesome!" She Pulled me to sit down, and then said to himself, "I heard from Ron that the scar on Harry's forehead started to flare up again. But he didn't intend to tell Dumbledore." Hermione sat on her bed , made the bed frame creak with some force as if venting his anger, "Harry can't communicate with Sirius again, because it is likely to be intercepted. Do you know? Umbridge, she is now monitoring all the owls in the school And the fireplace!" As she spoke, she glanced at me with some embarrassment, then shrugged and said, "Plus the upcoming Quidditch match, as well as the not-so-smooth relationship problems... In short, Harry has been under a lot of pressure recently. gone."

"You said his scar hurts again?" I grabbed Hermione's words.Almost every time Harry had a headache meant that Voldemort was agitating somewhere.

Hermione pursed her lips and nodded gravely, "I heard it's been a while. But Umbridge is trying his best to hide the truth!"

Hermione and I exchanged glances and stopped talking.I suddenly remembered something, and I took out the letter that Barbara sent the day before yesterday from the drawer, read it twice from beginning to end, and felt a little relieved.It was from my grandfather, who said he would keep my parents safe and that he was looking forward to my coming home to spend Christmas with them.

Yes, we're going to spend Christmas together.

Dad also promised to get a real Christmas tree in his London flat this year!

After a while, Hermione suddenly asked in a joking tone, "Can you tell me who your real man is? Let me think... If it's not George, could it be Michael?"

I rolled my eyes at her feebly. If Michael and I have a scene, we don't have to wait until today.

"Draco." I answered her question seriously, but it made her jump out of bed.

"Helen, are you sure you're not joking?" Hermione's face was livid, and her big brown eyes stared at me, which made me a little breathless.

"Would you believe me if I was joking?" I frowned unhappily, and the double-sided mirror in my arms began to heat up, as if Draco was looking for me.

"My God! Are you crazy?" Hermione stroked the hair on her forehead, she let out a long sigh in disbelief, "Harry will really go crazy if he finds out about this."

I spread my hands apologetically at Hermione and slipped into the bathroom quickly.

I kept hearing from Hermione or Ron that Harry liked me, and even in the younger years Harry admitted to having a crush on me.But what I have to say is that I have always regarded him as my friend, just a friend.

I think I should start trying to take responsibility for my feelings.

Since I like Draco, I shouldn't let Harry have any misunderstandings.

Opening the mirror, Draco still looked lazy.He leaned on the back of the sofa, his slightly squinted eyes looked a little tired.

"What's wrong with Draco? You look tired." I think Draco may not feel safe now, maybe I should care more about him.You must know that the weather has not been very good these days, with heavy wind and rain. If Draco goes to participate in outdoor activities, he may catch a cold.

He was probably very satisfied with my attitude, and smiled lazily with the corners of his mouth raised.After crossing Erlang's legs and rubbing comfortably on the sofa, Draco asked, "You should have nothing to do on the weekend next week, right?"

I thought about it, then nodded frankly, I don't have much to do right now besides revising my books and sneaking out with Draco.

"Then why don't you come back and cheer me on?" Draco said naturally.And I almost nodded as a matter of course.

"What do you mean?" I widened my eyes and didn't understand what he meant for a while.

Draco suddenly became irritable at the other end of the mirror. He tugged on his school uniform tie, and then asked rhetorically, "Your boyfriend is going to play a ball game, don't you think you should go cheer for him?"

"But……"

"In a word, to go or not to go?!" I was about to refute, but Draco interrupted me angrily, "Don't forget what you promised me! If you don't want to go, then we are finished!" Said Then, he quickly closed the mirror, and didn't give me any chance to speak.

When they returned to the room, Ginny had already returned.She sat on the edge of her bed and watched Hermione make Galleons.She said that she would use this as a token of the D·A joint and use it to inform the time of the next assembly.Making such a counterfeit coin requires the use of the Transformation Charm, which is a very advanced spell, but Hermione has already mastered it.

Sometimes I feel like Hermione doesn't look like a girl from the Muggle world anymore.I mentioned Michael Jackson in a chat with her, but she didn't know much about him, not even the Beatles...

Obviously I'm half Muggle and half wizard, but Hermione is definitely a good wizard.

Thinking about Michael, also from the Muggle world, I suddenly felt like a failure.I greedily tried to learn all about Muggles and wizards, but in the end it was all half the tune.

I'm not a genius after all...

Maybe I should really shift the focus of my life to the wizarding world?

I collapsed on the bed in frustration, looked at the Muggle textbooks in hand, and then threw them aside angrily.

After that day, Hogwarts seemed to enter the cold winter from late autumn.When you wake up in the morning, there will be a layer of ice on the window, and the goal after looking out is also a piece of white.I took a breath of warm air into my palms, then put on my school uniform jacket and planned to go to the hall to eat some warm food.Because of Harry, I haven't chosen the three of them to act together for a long time.And Harry seemed to understand something, even in class, he would choose a place far away from me.

It may be that I got up a little late, and there were not many people in the corridor. When I saw Draco walking towards me when I walked through the atrium, I couldn't help but slow down.He squinted at me, then looked around before he took my arm and quickly pulled me into a corner of the corridor with few people.

After a few pleasantries.Draco hung his head, holding my hand, the palm was dry and warm.He touched his nose with his free hand, and after glancing at me, he said shyly, "You will go to tomorrow's game, right?"

Although he said harsh words that day, he may have realized afterwards that his behavior was too naive, so he never brought up this topic again.

I looked up at Draco's eyes, those gray-blue eyes were a little moist with some kind of fragile anticipation.His expression is like a bubble floating in the sun, beautiful and with a colorful halo, but if you are not careful, it will immediately shatter.

I could feel his thumb against mine, rubbing lightly.At that moment, I felt that I was intoxicated in his eyes, as if I had lost the ability to speak and think, and I nodded as if obsessed.

Although I can hardly understand my own behavior, but I did it, and I did agree.

So when I showed up at the stadium the next day wearing the green and silver scarf that symbolizes Slytherin fans, I had to bear the puzzled and puzzled looks from the Gryffindor students.Hermione probably understood my position, so she didn't say anything when she saw me, she moved slightly to make room for me, "I think you must be crazy." She said to me like this.

I nodded with a wry smile, and had to admit, I felt crazy too.

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