[HP] My lovely little prince

"You've all seen that stupid Scarhead, help me! Help me, I'm the savior Scarhead! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Anna walked casually, and heard a burst of laughter from the crowd not far away. Hearing what those people said, Anna couldn't help frowning. Draco's blond hair stood out among the group of black and brown hair. Two eyes, like light bulbs shining in the dark.

Draco finally took off his bandages after losing the Quidditch match in Gryffindor. To celebrate the fact that he was able to use two arms again, the only celebration that Draco could think of was to constantly imitate Quidditch. Looking at Harry's embarrassed appearance when he dropped his broom on the strange field, the Slytherin students around him were also very supportive, and they all laughed at the scarred head with him.

As long as he thought that Anna stepped on Scarhead severely that night in order to go to see Scarhead, Draco wished that Scarhead had a sudden illness and died immediately.

Anna felt a little uncomfortable when she was separated from the Slytherin crowd, and even felt a little disgusted. In her eyes, Slytherin should be noble, elegant, calm, and restrained, perhaps with a little indifference and rigidity unique to the British, or A little withdrawn, but definitely not a jerk like Draco!And she actually had a crush on such a little bastard, Anna felt uncomfortable thinking about it.

Draco laughed at the scarred head. He was very happy at first, but he saw Anna not far away through the crowd. He was a little surprised at first, but when he saw the contempt in Anna's eyes, Draco was furious from the bottom of his heart Speaking of which, why does this French guy look down on him, that look is simply too annoying!

"Hey, who is this, isn't he the little follower of the savior Scarhead?"

Pansy had been watching Draco all the time, so she naturally noticed the focus of Draco's gaze. After seeing Anna, Pansy quickly put on a mocking expression, with her hands folded on her chest, a noble and glamorous look.

Anna rolled her eyes and didn't want to talk to this idiot at all, so she took a side step to bypass the group of Slytherin bastards.

"Where are you going? Are you going to see Scarhead for the last time? Maybe he was scared to death by the dementors?" Pansy stood in front of Anna triumphantly.

Anna looked up at Pan Xi. There was a slight difference in height between the two of them. As a third-grade student, Pan Xi had already exceeded 1.6 meters, while Anna was only 1.5 meters.

"None of your business, you shivering bastard."

This sentence can be regarded as a stab, since the last time there was a riot, Professor Snape got angry and deducted [-] points from Slytherin. There are complaints about Parkinson in Slytherin, this is [-] points ah!

Parkinson's popularity in the academy is not very good. She comes from a second-rate family and has a first-rate temper. In private, a group of people ridiculed her as Mrs. Malfoy's madness and a self-righteous inferior. Later, she first learned about it from Anna. It turned out that after Parkinson's disease turned out to be a disease in the Muggle world, those in the college who looked down on Pansy privately used Parkinson's surname as a joke to ridicule.

"You don't have your classmates to help you today, you dirty Frenchman!" Parkinson directly pulled out his wand from his sleeve and pointed at Anna.

Before Draco could stop Parkinson, Ana and Parkinson were fighting in the hallway.

The rest of Slytherin didn't intervene, only Draco came out from the crowd, frowned and shouted: "Parkinson, stop, you still want to implicate Slytherin and deduct points."

Although there is a grade difference between Anna and Parkinson, when it comes to magic spells alone, Anna knows more than Parkinson. After all, she has seen all kinds of weird spells from childhood.

Parkinson wanted to kill Anna, wishing he could dismember her on the spot and hang her head on the top of the Gryffindor tower to show off as his own trophy. Unfortunately, all of this can only exist in fantasy.

The other Slytherins onlookers naturally also thought of the precarious hourglass of their house, and they all stopped Parkinson in a hurry. Compared with the humiliation of the Parkinson family, in the eyes of these onlookers, Slytherin's score is more important.

There were too many people present, Parkinson had no choice but to temporarily give up his plan to "kill" Anna, put away his wand,

Anna glanced at Draco across the way, with a mocking smile on the corner of her mouth.

The raindrops outside were always falling, and they waited until Anna wandered until she didn't want to go shopping, so she stopped for a while. Anna randomly found an empty bench, and it was covered with wet rainwater. After using a quick-drying spell, The water on the bench evaporated in an instant, and Anna lay down, with one leg slumped on the armrest of the bench, and the other leg dangling casually by the bench, looking very leisurely.

"Is this the etiquette in France?"

Anna didn't even need to open her eyes to recognize who the owner of the voice was.

"Haven't you English never liked to meddle in your own business?"

Anna lay on the bench with her eyes closed, continuing to swing her thin legs.

Draco stood on one side and looked left and right. The people in the entire castle seemed to have automatically forgotten this corner, and no one was seen on the left and right. If he hadn't followed all the way just now, obviously he would not have found this "forgotten" corner.

"I'm really meddling in my own business. I know you love to court death so much, but I still tell you to stay away from that scarred head. It really is Gryffindor. I wish I could get myself into trouble, and I'd better lose my life!"

Draco stood not far away and whispered.

Only then did Anna open her eyes, seeing Draco lowered his head, his cheeks puffed out angrily, sighed helplessly and sat up from the bench to make way for Draco: "Sit down, What are you standing there in a daze for?"

Draco sat next to Anna, the two of them sat on the same bench and neither of them spoke first, Anna closed her eyes and leaned against the back of the bench, the material of the stone was too hard, Anna's back felt uncomfortable, Slightly squinting at Draco, he found that he seemed to be in a daze with his head down, and leaned sideways on Draco's shoulder without saying a word.

"you!"

Draco was startled, almost didn't jump up, and in the end, his body was still stiff and unable to move, because Anna not only leaned her head, but also moved her whole body, and her two legs were directly placed on Draco's thigh On the ground, the calf was dangling, and the heel would touch Draco's calf from time to time.

"Tell me, what are you doing with me?"

Anna closed her eyes and asked.

Draco's mouth was parched and he couldn't say anything. Anna rubbed her small head against Draco's shoulder. The overly thin collarbone didn't feel much better than a stone, and at most it wasn't that cold.

"I..." Draco's head was full of slug mucus, and he couldn't think of any reason.

At this moment, Anna felt something moving around her cheeks, her head slightly left Draco's shoulder, and she raised her hand to search for the place where she felt the movement just now.

Draco felt like he was going to burn, Anna's limp body was sitting in his arms, and her little hands were still groping around his chest.

"You!! You!! Me!" Draco completely lost his ability to speak, and couldn't say anything except you and me.

Anna rolled her eyes, and finally took out something from Draco's breast pocket.

The little red charmander is full of air, just like its little blond master, with its short paws drooping on its chest, its two short legs fluttering, one wing is pinched by Anna, the other wing It trembles from time to time, and now it doesn't breathe fire anymore, and it can't even spit out smoke rings.

After seeing this fireball dragon toy, Draco finally activated his brain: "I'm going to ask you, this fireball dragon, why doesn't he move much? It started two days ago, let alone breathing fire, and his wings didn't move. No matter how you pounce, you will just shrink into a ball and want to sleep."

Thank you Merlin, thank God, thank you for whatever, Draco almost applauds his own reaction ability, how is he so smart, how is he so smart, how is he so witty to bring this fireball dragon! !

Anna put the Charmander in her palm, and sure enough, the little Charmander shrank its limbs and paws, obediently rolled into a ball, and exhaled angrily from its nose, even the black smoke disappeared, and the sound of snorting was also gone. Hit, just a little whimper.

"It should be that the stored magic power is about to run out. This needs to be charged. No, it is a toy filled with magic power. I will order a magic power board for you in two days, just change it."

Anna casually stuffed the Charmander back into Draco's pocket, and patted Draco's chest.

"You're so skinny, you don't have any muscles."

It's not counted after Anna touched her, but even flirted with her.

Draco wanted to overthrow the girl on him, it was so irritating!It's just so annoying.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, thank you just now."

Anna poked Draco's puffy little cheek, dimpled it abruptly, and made Draco's face turn red.

Draco's eyes were erratic, and he hugged Anna with both hands: "It's good to know, but you are still angry with me because of that Potter, and you don't see who is really your best friend."

Anna was trembling from laughing, she clenched her fist and beat Draco's chest: "Okay, okay, then I forgive you, okay?"

Draco was afraid that Anna would turn over laughingly, and he was still hugging her in vain at first, but now he is completely hugging Anna in his arms.

Anna leaned against Draco's chest and raised her small face, while Draco lowered his head slightly, the two of them were entangled in their gazes, and while breathing, all Draco smelled was the fragrance of Anna's body, a faintly sweet smell, Like citrus, sweet and sour, mouth-watering.Anna got closer and closer, and the whole person was only a few centimeters away from Draco. As long as Draco lowered his head a little bit, the tips of their noses would touch each other.

Draco swallowed nervously, and suddenly remembered the book "Hundred Kissing Skills" that Anna borrowed before

Now, can he experience some of the skills?

Anna smiled and looked at Draco, and kept stroking Draco's chest to his neck, from his Adam's apple all the way up, along the tiny meridians of his neck to his jaw, and then to Draco's red earlobe, Draco Her Adam's apple kept moving up and down, and she felt Anna's fingers touching her earlobe and pinna.

"Draco." Anna moved closer, and the two of them breathed lingeringly. This call made Draco feel a tingling sensation in his spine. For the first time, Draco knew for the first time that his own The name can bring him such a big stimulus.

Draco wanted to lower his head to kiss Anna's lips, but in the next second, Anna left his embrace.

"Be careful next time you go out."

The tip of Anna's finger was a white fluff. It is unknown when she touched it. Anna took this fluff from Draco's ear just now.

Draco was so remorseful that he wanted to hammer the wall, and the villain in his heart was about to bite through the handkerchief, but in reality, he could only pull the corners of his mouth into a smile in embarrassment.