[HP] Tsundere from afar

After the express train arrived at the station, Draco first helped me pull out the suitcase. At the door of the noble box, I saw Pansy who was looking at me.Parkinson, the black-haired girl raised her head, and she walked in front of me quite dignifiedly.

"Eve Ruth, what is your background? Are you pure blood?" She looked at me with a very puzzled and unkind expression. The nature of this question was as full of unkindness and puzzled me as her expression .

Pansy's question stopped several Slytherins around, including Goyle and Crabbe whom I had just met.But none of them said anything. They just watched Pansy stop me from asking this question, and the atmosphere suddenly became quiet, as if the question was very serious.

"Can I go out first?" I smiled slightly.

But Pansy.Parkinson obviously didn't buy it, she used her wand to close the entrance and exit of the noble box, but instead raised her eyebrows at me with determination: "Russ, answer me."

I frowned and planned to speak amidst her threatening questioning.

At this moment Draco opened the door of the entrance and exit, and pulled the door heavily with a slightly exasperated force.Illuminating me softly like the light of a lighthouse, the slender body came from afar, and then I saw an impatient look on his pale and elegant face, Draco took my hand, without looking at Pansy At a glance, he was about to leave.

"Draco, she's a Mudblood, isn't she?!" Pansy asked Draco sharply, and if she was a cat, her hair would definitely explode at this point.

Draco frowned like an old man, and he looked at Pansy with a cold gaze: "Pansy, leave Eve's affairs alone!"

"I can ignore it, but Mrs. Malfoy will never sit idly by, and she will never let a Mudblood blood into the Malfoy family!" Pansy looked at me with a proud look: "I thought at first She's a pureblood."

I think the way Slytherin students think is kind of weird.

Her words were vulgar and vicious. I saw that many students around me frowned, and their eyes seemed to be floating on the hands I held with Draco. This made me feel a little dazzling, but Draco Co gripped tighter.

"Then you should know that Eve's grandpa is a Selwyn." Draco also raised his chin, his elegance turned into aristocratic arrogance and collided with Pansy, in Pansy's speechless , he pulled me away from this box.

Yes, Russ was a Selwyn, but I wasn't.

I squeezed Draco's hand in front of me, and felt that his defense just now seemed to be against Slytherin, not to mention that I might be a mudblood, although the word mudblood does make people feel uncomfortable.

"Draco..." I scratched his palm.

He looked back at me, his gray-blue eyes were particularly bright in the dim corridor of the carriage, he suddenly pulled me closer to a small compartment, and after closing the compartment door, he almost embraced me and said, "Eve, Don't tell anyone about yourself, okay?"

"But I..." I paused: "You are Malfoy."

There was a moment of stalemate in the boy holding me, but he quickly hugged my head, and I was almost buried in his chest, his voice came from above: "That's okay, Eve."

He talked like he was coaxing a child, and he didn't know whether he was coaxing me or himself.

I clearly know that love in my student days usually ends without a problem, but I still can't tell the fact to the boy in front of me, because he is different from me. In this relationship, he has been actively pressing every step of the way, and I am either indifferent or evasive. .

I didn't like Draco from the beginning, and now I feel a little cold.

Thinking of this, I reached out and hugged Draco in front of me. He was no longer the brat I thought was my future son.He is so tall and handsome, he can do a lot of things by himself, he can judge a lot of things by himself, maybe I should give him some moral support?

I didn't see Ruth when I got off the platform, but I saw Sirius Black. He came to pick up Harry. When we met, this handsome man greeted me, and then he and Harry walked away Gradually, this is really a very fulfilling thing, Harry must like living with Sirius more.

When Russ came to pick me up, there were very few wizards on the platform. He didn't look so straight, and walked towards me with a crutch. Russ looked much older than last year. I was a little sad, I ran over and hugged him.

"Russ, I miss you!" I finally touched the arms of my loved ones, which was more useful than anything else. Thinking of all the things that happened this year, I hugged Russ and cried like a three-year-old child.

"Eve? Eve!" Ruth tried to pull me away, but it was obviously difficult for me to move, and I was stuck to Ruth like a slug.

So he took me directly to Apparate home, and the taste of Apparate almost made me dry my tears... I sobbed and hugged Ruth again, and Ruth looked at me helplessly.

"Come on, Eve, tell me about your time at Hogwarts, just like you did a few years ago!" He placed me on the sofa, sat aside and looked at me, waiting for me to complain or lyrical to him.

"Hogwarts held the Triwizard Tournament this year, and I saw a boy who looked exactly like Gary among Durmstrang's students!" I sobbed.

"The kid who came with you to steal my bread back then?" Ruth raised his eyebrows, he asked me while lying comfortably on the sofa.

"Yes, he is also a wizard, but it was his twin brother who came here. He was..."

"In this Triwizard Tournament, a Hufflepuff was killed by a mysterious person. I was terrified at the time. Ruth, you should have read the newspaper, but the Ministry of Magic did not admit it..."

I couldn't help crying when I talked about Cedric, so Ruth's clothes were washed by my tears again, and he touched my hair with a faint smile, "I really wanted you to enter Ravenc Law, but I know there's no better house for you than Hufflepuff."

"Eve, for the current situation, Hufflepuff is the best college." Ruth wiped my tears with his skinny hands, "Okay, Eve, you are already in the fifth grade, don't worry about it." Crying like a child!"

"Girls don't look pretty when they cry."

Oh, old Ruth is as witty as ever!

I wiped away my tears, and just wanted to say something, but couldn't help sobbing again: "I want to cry when I think about my final grades..."

"..." Ruth's face darkened.