[HP]Helen Pan

Draco's astonished face did bring me a sense of vengeance, but it is undeniable that I hesitated the moment I closed the double-sided mirror.

After a moment of relief, I began to feel something similar to regret or sadness.It was like a hangover after a boozy drink, the price of indulgence that had to be paid for the momentary high.

Look, the relationship I tried to maintain with so much humiliation finally ended in my hands so painlessly.

In other words, all my previous efforts were in vain.

He kept patting cold water on his slightly hot cheeks, and then rubbed his stiff cheeks vigorously with his hands.I figured this shouldn't be such a big deal, after all the homework from the Ordinary Wizarding Level exams was enough to take away any possible loneliness I might have had.

By the time I got my mood together and came out of the bathroom, Hermione and Ginny were long gone.Anthony and Crookshanks tucked their tails side by side for breakfast on their own plates, looking cozy and making me, who was doomed to have another breakfast alone, envious.

When I entered the restaurant, I met Harry, and he came to me, looking very happy.That kind of happy smile hangs unnaturally on the corner of his mouth, it seems that he wants to suppress it, but no matter how he hides it, he wants to cover it up.This made me very curious, and I unconsciously followed his gaze to look behind me, and saw the beautiful Qiu Zhang standing leaning against the door, with a shy but sweet smile on his face.

I've heard Hermione say something about Harry and Cho Chang, but I'm still terribly outraged for a split second.I wanted to say something, but I knew clearly that I was unreasonable.This sense of contradiction made me very anxious, so that when Harry greeted me, my reaction was extremely awkward, and the original smile on my face was frozen into a weird look by stiff muscles.

Probably because the pink atmosphere of Valentine's Day was too strong, many couples flirted with each other under Umbridge's eyelids without fear.I couldn't eat my egg sandwich while Suzanne at the other end of the table was so busy flirting with some rash-faced Hufflepuff boy that she spilled walnuts from her spoon on the table.I couldn't help but close my eyes and roll my eyes, and then I darkly expected her to put the spoon up my nose next time.

As I chewed my food viciously, I secretly thought that maybe Umbridge had a point sometimes.Look at those students who are flirting, their eyes are like being glued together, and even the aroma of food can't cover up the strong smell of pheromones they exude go!

This is so indecent!

Is there anyone else to take care of them? !

The good appetite that was originally strong was wiped out by the eyes of those idiots complaining to each other. I put down the piece of dry maple sugar cake that I had already taken a bite of, and decided not to abuse my mouth anymore.

Looking around the dining room, I was disappointed to find that Draco hadn't come over for breakfast.Looking at the empty seat he used to sit in, I couldn't help but wonder if Draco would be sad.He always disliked me so much, maybe he didn't care about me that much; maybe he didn't take our breakup seriously at all, and now he's already talking about where to date with girls like Astoria or Pencey went.

This kind of thought made me even more psychologically frustrated, and I couldn't help pouring a few mouthfuls of pumpkin juice into my mouth, as if I was pouring the most violent whiskey into my mouth.

Just then, I saw Michael hurrying towards the Ravenclaw table, looking back from time to time, as if something terrible was chasing him behind him.

What's up with him?

As usual, I quietly walked behind him and patted him on the shoulder, then sat down in the seat next to him familiarly.But Michael's reaction was not as natural as usual, he stood up reflexively like a frightened animal.

"Helen?" Michael stared at me, frowning slightly to express his doubts, "Why are you?"

"Why can't it be me?" I stretched out my hand and dragged him back to his seat, then asked subconsciously.His sudden movement surprised even me.

"What do you want me to do?" Michael quickly stuffed food into his mouth, his movements were a little awkward, "Tell me something!"

Michael's eating was not good-looking in the first place, and now the way of eating in such a hurry makes people don't want to watch it anymore.Although I was already full of things to say to him, I couldn't help but feel worried when I saw him like this.

"What's wrong with you? Did you run into any trouble?" I asked with concern.

Michael paused while eating, he shook his head first, then thought for a moment and then nodded.

"It's a bit troublesome." He was chewing the deliciously fried ham helplessly, "I met a girl... well, no one can find any adjectives." He shook his head while pouring himself a glass of pumpkin juice , "It's really hard to say!" He took a sip of his drink, and then brought the topic back to me, "What do you want to say? Hurry up, I don't have much time, I'm going to hide in the library later go."

"Uh..." I opened my mouth, wanting to tell Michael about the breakup, but the sentence turned around in my mouth before I could speak, and it became, "Cho Zhang and Harry are out on a date."

Michael responded with a look of surprise at my words, but he opened his mouth and said, "Cho and Cedric haven't even confessed to each other yet, do you expect her to be his widow for the rest of his life? Besides, Harry just found a girlfriend. Are you suffering so much?"

I gasped with my mouth wide open, and said angrily, "You know that's not what I meant!"

Michael scratched his hair randomly, looking like he had a headache, "To be honest, since you got involved with that guy Malfoy, it's hard for me to understand what you mean."

Michael's words made me feel so embarrassed that I lowered my head uncomfortably and didn't even dare to meet his eyes.Twirling my fingers uneasily, I once again feel that I'm terribly bad, just plain useless.

what changed me

Is it really Draco?

Michael let out a long sigh as if discouraged, "Helen, I haven't been doing well recently, so don't be affected by my emotions."

"No, you're right..."

I waved my hand weakly, about to tell him about my breakup with Draco.At this moment, a brown-haired girl ran over from a distance. She had some lovely freckles on her cheeks, her dark brown eyes were big and bright, and her cheeks were blushing from running.

"Michael, didn't you agree to wait in the lobby? Why did you come over to have breakfast by yourself first?" The girl blinked her eyes, her voice was a little coquettish, and her posture was sweet and natural.

"Catherine, I never promised to wait for you in the hall..." Michael put his hands on his forehead, speaking weakly.

"But you didn't refuse!" Catherine naturally sat down beside Michael, reached out and took a piece of toast for herself and began to spread butter.

"Then I refuse now."

Catherine paused for a moment, then smiled and stuffed the toast into her mouth, "Alright then! I'll wait for you next time."

"! Merlin! I really didn't mean that..." Michael suddenly raised his head and began to sigh.

"Michael, let's go to Hogsmeade Village after breakfast! I want to buy two new quills." Catherine said casually, "Look at you, you always have a sad face lately. What's wrong? Is it a happy thing? It's also good for me to take a walk with you. "

"..." Michael stared at Catherine with a sad face, but the latter didn't notice anything, and after quickly finishing breakfast, he carried Michael and ran out.

I think I'm beginning to understand what Michael meant when he said he couldn't find the adjective, and what he meant when he said he couldn't understand my thoughts.

It turns out that being too nice to people can make people feel unreasonable...

Life goes on, so when I see Draco again at school, I try to refrain from smiling at him, but he always walks away quickly with a livid face and mouth tightly pursed.Even when the investigation team is in a meeting, they don't say a word to me anymore, and they always have to make a clear distinction.

Like now, I walked into Umbridge's office and just stood still, Draco couldn't wait to walk away as if escaping some kind of virus.I silently glanced at his back, and began to feel that my previous vision was really problematic.I'm actually obsessed with such a boy who doesn't have the slightest demeanor, and even wronged myself so much.Look at his outdated hairstyle, those two pimples on his forehead that have been changed with powder but are still conspicuous, and that attitude that always looks down upon others...

I asked myself what was it that I liked about him in the first place?

Michael was right, and I now understand what I was thinking when I was with Draco.

While I was thinking wildly, Umbridge brought out a girl from the back room.I think this blonde girl's side face and hairstyle are very familiar. If I remember correctly, she should be a member of D·A...

I finally understood why Umbridge had such an uncharacteristically smug smile on his face.You know, last week, she was almost overwhelmed with the publication of the Quibbler newspaper in which Harry dictated Voldemort's return last week.

"My dear children." Umbridge clasped his hands on his chest, tilted his chin slightly as if he was about to sing an opera, "Dear Marietta gave us some information about a certain violation of Ministry of Magic regulations. The news of the existing organization. So, I brought you here as soon as possible, let us confirm it together!" As she said, she shook Marietta's shoulder, forcing her to change her posture from facing us to Facing our posture.

I saw something weird suddenly on her face, the originally fair skin was densely covered with red spots.But she and Umbridge apparently didn't notice this.

"My dear Marietta, you said that Harry Potter's illegal organization usually chooses to operate in the Room of Requirement?" She asked delicately.

Marietta's posture was awkward and stiff, she frowned, and finally nodded in pain.

Seeing her nodding, Umbridge immediately raised her brows in satisfaction, and she said complacently, "Children, what are we waiting for..."

"Professor! We can't be sure if she's right, can't we?" I suddenly felt scared, Harry, they are not in the common room, which means they are probably active now, "Just like we used to always react to some troubles Excessive, we have already pounced several times to nothing, haven’t we? If it always happens like this, sooner or later we will scare the snake away!”

Umbridge obviously didn't care, she waved her hand casually, her mouth widened with a smile, "I believe Miss Marietta won't cause too much trouble for her mother who works in the Ministry of Magic. Right?" As she spoke, she smiled and looked at her, and Marietta shook her shoulders violently like the prey of a predator.