novelraw Chapter 186 Reunion
Chapter 186 Reunion
Harry almost wanted to laugh, she raised her head and raised her eyebrows at Pansy, "Do you think these words can irritate me?"
The Slytherin girls around Pansy saw that Harry was not in a panic, and their laughter gradually weakened.
"Come on, Hermione, don't take it to heart, this is just a gimmick made up by Rita in order to sell the newspaper. There is nothing better than portraying the girl who survived as a 'slut' to hook readers What about hobbies? After all, I’m a pretty boring person, and I have nothing to write about.” Ha Li pulled away her friends, “It’s not easy to mix paper media now.”
"This is the unfair place, men will be called romantic, even with a compliment; women will only be 'slut humiliation'." Hermione said indignantly.
"I don't mind." Harry had already sat down at the long table in Gryffindor, "It is unlikely that my family will read the "Daily Prophet", let alone "Wizard Weekly"? They wrote it casually." .”
"So Rita is a freelance writer? I always thought she was from the Daily Prophet." Queenie picked up the magazine and squinted at it. "The photo is not bad, Halle."
Harley's indifference is really not pretending. It is impossible for everyone to understand that you like you, and as a public figure, you are more likely to be misunderstood and attacked.
Just as the Daily Prophet attacked Dumbledore as a liar every day, it didn't bother the good mood of the old headmaster or affect his way of doing things.
Rita has no personal feud with her, and Halle is just a tool for her to make money and climb up the media industry.
"Aren't you going to eat, Ron?" Harry looked up and looked at Ron, who was scribbling on the opposite side.
"He's busy writing to his mother," Ginny said, "telling her that you're not an 'ambitious' 'Princess' and that he's not 'stepped down' by you."
"Well, this... is very sweet." Hermione praised in a low voice.
"Thanks... Hermione." Ron gave Hermione a few cautious glances.
Harley and Queenie looked at each other. This inexplicable embarrassment is... a situation!
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Two nights later, Halle used the double-sided mirror to connect with Damian as usual before going to bed.
She always felt that after the fire dragon incident... there seemed to be an inexplicable barrier between her and Damian.
Did Damian lose confidence in himself because of this?Harley doesn’t know, let alone how to improve it—that’s how long-distance relationships are. If he’s by his side, the two of them can use kisses to “communicate” beyond words…Even if they quarrel, they can vent frankly dissatisfied.
Instead of being irretrievably and gradually alienated in more and more polite terms like now...
Damian looks a little different today...
He's staring at Harry in the mirror, eyes that look... seem cold—
"I'm going to England tomorrow on a mission."
"I bought a hotel, in London."
"You have to come over this weekend."
Harry froze, "I can't leave school, Damian... what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"
"Your principal will agree." After he dropped this sentence, he took one last look at Harry, and then turned the mirror back on a certain table, waiting for Harry to hang it up by himself.
Harry couldn't see him here...just the black table top.
At this time, Snape and Dumbledore were in the principal's office, helplessly reading a letter sent by the American bald eagle (this bald eagle was eyeing the Phoenix Fox, ready to fight at any time).
"Let Harry Potter leave school for two days this weekend, or I will spread an owl virus developed by myself, which will at least reduce the number of owls in the UK by two-thirds, leaving wizards without owls! - Da Mian Wayne."
Dumbledore was still smiling, "Little Mr. Wayne seems to have been busy in the past six months."
"Hmph," Snape said contemptuously, "it's useless, it's just Muggle biology...I will definitely concoct an antidote before the epidemic spreads."
"Don't underestimate him, Severus."
Snape raised his eyebrows, "What, are you willing to be at his mercy? Let Harry out?"
"Sirius has returned to England and contacted me secretly." Dumbledore did not answer Snape's question directly, "Please remind him of the news that Voldemort is going to capture him alive. And, ask him for some... ...about Kreacher and the hidden Horcrux."
"Me? Are you not afraid that we will fight?" Snape almost suspected that the headmaster was confused.
"Bring Harley and young Mr. Wayne, Sirius will naturally cooperate with you."
"All right……"
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On Saturday morning, while the girls in the same dormitory were still asleep, Harry quickly packed up his things, bounced to the portrait of the Fat Lady, and waited for Professor Snape.
She never expected that Professor Snape would notify her with a note last night that he would take her to London this weekend!How did Damian do it? !
But don't threaten to blow up the campus again...
Snape was annoyed, too, having to meet a stupid dog and cranky little Wayne on a beautiful weekend morning just in time for potions.
He took Harry out of the school gate on foot, the air was filled with the unique fresh smell of the morning, and the winter morning sun caressed softly on their shoulders. *
Sooner or later, Snape directly dragged Harry to Apparate to the place requested by Little Wayne, feeling like he was taking some hostage...
"Hotel? Why?" Snape frowned.
"Well, Damian bought it."
Snape: "………………"
"I'm going to take this opportunity to go to Diagon Alley to buy some raw materials now." He told Harry, "Give your brother and sister two hours to catch up on the past, and then, go with me to Grimmauld Square to find Sirius."
Harry nodded eagerly.The Potions Master did what he said, so she could send him off and see Damian right away!
After Professor Snape's figure completely disappeared, Harry stepped into the hotel lobby. Sure enough, as soon as he announced his name, the lobby manager took her to the top floor himself.
She knocked on the door of the only room on this floor - the door was ajar...
Harry pushed the door open and went in, calling Damian's name softly while taking off the Muggle coat that she specially put on.
She was still wearing her Hogwarts school shirt and skirt under her coat because she was in such a hurry.
This is a large suite.Harry shuttled through several rooms, and finally found Damian who hadn't seen him for half a year in the small office...
For a moment, Harley thought she saw a clone!
No, Damian is still a few centimeters shorter, but the gap has become smaller and smaller. He has grown a little taller in the past six months-now his height is close to 1.9 meters.
He was wearing a shirt and black trousers, the cuffs were rolled up at the elbows indifferently, revealing his muscular forearms, and the tie was a little undone—this attire looks like he just finished some business negotiation?
Harry's heart was pounding, a smile naturally bloomed on his face, and he walked quickly towards him...
Damian didn't come to meet him, and Harry stopped after walking a few steps...
Because of him, something doesn't look right.
The boy was leaning against the wine cabinet with his head down, and there was a half bottle of whiskey on the shelf beside him.
Like Uncle Bruce, Damian hardly ever drinks.They said it interfered with their reaction speed and was addictive. The self-disciplined Uncle Bruce and his brothers never let themselves be controlled by anything addictive.
But this time Damian...
Hearing her footsteps stop, Damian looked up and scanned her up and down with a cold gaze that Harry couldn't understand - from her school uniform shirt to her pleated skirt.
Then, he straightened up from the wine cabinet, and with steady steps, he approached Harry like a wall.
Harry could only look up at his expressionless face.
Then, without a word, he kissed—or rather, bit.
His other hand went around her body, holding her tightly.
"Damian...Mmmmm...Slowdown, Ican'tbreath..."
Harry was also very excited, and didn't care at all about Damian's exaggerated movements this time, let alone the position of his hands.
Her hands also held his upper arm and chest—
The muscles under his hands are still familiar with the curvature and hardness——
Merlin, God... whatever emotion, she misses him so much.
Damian looked annoyed. He slapped Harley's hand away, threw her on his shoulders, walked out of the office in a few strides, turned to the bedroom with a big bed, and threw her on the bed... …
"what……"
Harry sank deep into the soft mattress, and before she could struggle to prop herself up on her elbows, Damian was on top of her...
His two big hands grabbed both sides of the collar of her shirt respectively, and with a little force, her clothes were torn apart, and the buttons fell everywhere.
She grabbed Damian's hand that was reaching for her underwear.
"Wait, Damian, don't take me wrong, I'm willing to...no, IWANT to do this with you. It's just...please say something to me."
Damian's green eyes finally looked at her, and these eyes were filled with the fierceness that can only be seen when fighting an enemy.
He still didn't speak, just pulled off the loose Gryffindor tie around her neck, and tied her wrists tightly together with a few strokes——
The young mandidn'tsaya word, hekep this silence, pressed her hands above her head. Before she could react, tore her underwear into two pieces.
Sherealized, this washer most exposed moment in front of him.
Damian, looks serious.