[HP] The girl with black hair

Artemia and Draco's labor service started on the second day, and they were assigned to clean the prize showroom on the fourth floor. Filch didn't allow them to use their wands, and he would come back with Mrs. Norris in his arms from time to time. glance.

"That's what house-elves do." Draco threw the rag away.

Artemia tilted her head and glanced at him, "Then I'll wipe it myself, and you go and sit over there."

Draco was really blunt, said he didn't need him, and quit immediately, he didn't sit down, but looked at the glittering gold medals, Draco looked over one by one, he suddenly saw his father's name.

Draco shouted excitedly, "Mia, come here, I saw my father's name"

Artemia walked over slowly, and the cabinet contained the medals of Slytherin's past student union presidents, and the name of Lucius Malfoy was impressively listed.

But Artemia noticed another name that was more than a dozen before him, Tom Marvolo Riddle, this is the third time she saw this name tonight, he must be a very good student, Al Temia thought.

"What are you looking at?" Draco's dissatisfied voice rang in Artemia's ear, "Riddle? I've never heard of a pure blood with this surname, do you know it?"

Um?Artemia came back to her senses and shook her head, "No, I don't know."

Draco finally picked up the rag and moaned as he wiped it with Artemia, but only managed to wipe half of the medals just before the curfew.

When Artemia and Draco returned to the cellar, the common room was just Millicent, Goyle, Crabbe, and a fat golden cat.

Goyle and Crabbe hugged a bunch of snacks, eating while waiting for Draco, Millicent sat on the other side holding the beaver and smoothing her fur, and there were only shrunken people in the lounge before the two returned from the labor service. The sound of eating, and the comforting 'meow' of the beaver.

The sound of the stone door opening attracted the attention of three people, and it was Draco and Artemia who came out of the stone door.

"Mia, you're back!" Millicent happily stood up holding the beaver

Sensitively sensing that Artemia was in a bad mood, the beaver broke free from its master's embrace and threw itself into Artemia's arms.

Artemia had to hold out her hands that wiped the trophy medals all night, and she almost missed the well-fed, chubby big fat cat.

Artemia patted the beaver's fleshy buttocks in distress, but unfortunately the fur was too long, and she only touched a handful of fur. "The little beaver is too fat, I can't even hold it."

"Meow meow meow" Beaver looked at her dissatisfied, and patted Artemia's shoulder with her pink and tender flesh pad.

Everyone waited for the person they were waiting for, and the two who wiped the trophy all night had no energy to talk, and the five walked to the male and female dormitories on both sides.

In order to wait for Artemis, Millicent didn't go to bed early today. Millicent has always slept very well. As long as he lays down on the pillow for a while, he can fall asleep quickly. He probably has any kind of pet, beaver Lying in her den, she soon made a small purring sound.

That little green snake would hunt alone in the Forbidden Forest every night, and Herman would not drag the food back to Artemia's bed after school, which made his master feel a little relieved .

It was almost early morning, and Herman, who had had a full meal, slowly swam back to the dormitory. At that time, Artemia had already fallen asleep.

At first Artemia would wait for Herman to come back, but after a long time she didn't wait any longer, anyway the next day she would see the green snake coiled around herself several times next to her pillow.

For a month after that, Artemia and Draco would go to the prize showroom for labor service at night. On the first day, Draco's hands were shaking all night, and he refused to say anything the next day. Wiped it, and so did Artemia.

"Use magic," Draco suggested.

Seconded by Artemia's approval "Good"

Anyway, Filch couldn't tell if they used magic or not. Artemia and Draco were half of each other, and they cleaned up the whole house in less than 5 minutes.

so!Why did you wipe it with your hands yesterday!Boys and girls who overachieve their tasks are thinking together.

Filch watched them suspiciously as he checked, examining every nook and cranny.

Draco folded his arms and said impatiently "you can go"

Filch had no choice but to let them leave with a gloomy expression.

Saturday of this week was the first time Draco officially participated in Quidditch training as a Seeker, and Draco got up early in the morning to clean himself up.

Very conspicuously, Artemia looked at Draco's golden hair, and she thought Draco must have used more fixative today than usual.

Draco invited Artemia to watch his first training session. Flint originally wanted to refuse, but he took a look at the Nimbus 2001 invested by the Malfoy family, hesitated and nodded in agreement.

Artemia didn't know about Flint's hesitation. If she knew, she would have politely refused. It was really torture to ask a witch without the slightest talent for flying to see the sky full of broomsticks.

Before going to the training ground, Captain Flint went to find Professor Snape to sign a special order.

Artemia thought he was unnecessary at first, since no one but Slytherin would go to the Quidditch training ground in the morning.

The fact is that there is indeed, or Slytherin's old rival Gryffindor.

Artemia and Draco stood at the back of the line, and Artemia was alone in the school gown after the whole line, and Draco's Quidditch outfit was amazing.

It made Artemia eager to try it, but Artemia could only think about it, unless one day Quidditch didn't need to fly in the sky, she might still be able to wear it.

With Professor Snape's special order, Flint obtained the qualification for today's training ground without any effort, but there were still some unexpected episodes in the middle.

After Gryffindor's captain Wood said "A new Seeker, you have a new Seeker? Who is it?" After that, Draco kept chatting with Artemia.

The Slytherins all made way for him, and Draco strode out with his broomstick in hand, "It's me"

"Malfoy?!" Harry's voice sounded shocked.

"That's right." Draco proudly switched his broom hand.

Artemia was standing behind a group of seniors who completely blocked her view and also blocked others' view for her.

Artemia could only hear the voices of the Slytherins in front, one by one, talking about their new brooms.

"It was given to us by Malfoy's father"

Artemia was a qualified listener silently in the back, until she heard Hermione's voice, "At least everyone in Gryffindor relies on strength, not external things."

This is a bit too much, Artemia came out from behind the Slytherin team

Draco's face immediately became gloomy, "No one wants you to talk, you mudblood!"

Ron on the side pulled out his broken wand, "You will pay for your words, Malfoy, eat slugs"

Artemia also drew out her wand at the same time. As soon as her 'armor body armor' fell on Draco and before it took effect, Ron's spell bounced back on her.

Draco froze for a moment

In a commotion, Harry and Hermione pushed away Creevey, who wanted to take pictures of Ron, and staggered away with Ron, who was bluish and still spitting snot.

Draco was still laughing under his breath until he reached the Quidditch pitch.

Artemia thought he was laughing at Ron, what's so ridiculous about that?She doesn't want to eat today, okay, she will remember Potions class later.

Slytherin reserved the entire Quidditch training ground, which resulted in Artemia being the only one on the entire grass field, except for the Slytherin players flying around in the sky to discuss tactics.

Artemia was still watching seriously at first, but later she could only hold a wand and cast a spell on the grass boringly.

When Draco came down from the broomstick, the grass around Artemia was limp, and if Draco had come later, there might have been nothing but bare ground left.

This is the first time Artemia has seen Draco like this, his fair face was flushed by the wind, a few strands of his solid blond hair were hanging down, and even his robe, which was always clean and crisp, was soaked in sweat and stuck to it. body.

He lowered his head, his blue-gray eyes no longer had the usual seeming alienation, panting heavily, "Let's go, we're disbanded"

"Okay" Artemia nodded, she gave Draco a drying spell with the hand that still held the wand "I think you will need it"

Draco froze for a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Thank you."

Artemia didn't expect to be thanked by Draco, she stood up and replied with a smile, "You're welcome, we are friends, we need to help each other, right?"

Draco smiled "yes" and it was the first time he'd smiled so happily when he wasn't taunting someone.

When he was about to walk into the auditorium, Draco whispered intermittently, "That mudblood... the word..." He shouldn't have swearing in front of Mia, it's all the mudblood's fault

He didn't say the whole thing, but Artemia thought she had guessed it. She felt that Draco was really a child who didn't mean what he said. He must be talking about him.

Artemia pondered for a moment before she replied, "A truly powerful person doesn't care about some titles. Although that word is indeed not very good, but..." Artemia paused before continuing, "It's better than the word squib. All right"

Draco frowned "what do you mean?"

Artemia's tone sounded relaxed, "You know, I had never had a magic riot before I received the notice from Hogwarts. Everyone said I would be a squib."

Draco didn't speak, he thought carefully, whether he had said it before, he frantically recalled in his mind and couldn't remember whether he had said it, coughed lightly, "No one will say your word anymore, the same age Humans don't have such powerful magic power as you." He paused and said, "You were No.1 last semester, weren't you?" He got angry when he mentioned this, he actually lost to that Mudblood!

Artemia was shocked when she heard it. Young master Malfoy would praise her? !Could it be that the Imperius Curse was used?or?Who drank the Polyjuice Potion? ?When she saw Draco's gritted teeth expression at the end, she confirmed that Draco was not wrong.

"Indeed, no one has said anything about me since I received the admission letter." What Artemia thought was that she had waited 11 years for a letter from Hogwarts, and what she wanted to know was always One day I will know, it's just a matter of time.

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