HP makes a qualified villain

Chapter 65

The dance party finally came as promised

I put on the dress and walked towards the main hall

Sure enough, people depend on their clothes. Although I usually like to dress up, this set of super eye-catching and gorgeous clothes has also won me a lot of attention.

"Hi, Sofina." To my surprise, in the corridor, the savior Harry Potter also greeted me

Potter, he was wearing a wizard's formal attire, and his hair was also touched with oil. Compared with his usual inconspicuous appearance, he was indeed several times more handsome.

"Oh! Hey, Harry, and..." After responding to Potter's greeting, I put my eyes on Weasley behind him, but I couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing, "Puff haha Hahahaha... are you Weasley?"

Weasley was wearing the "flower dress" that his family sent him that day

But to be honest, after wearing this retro costume, he really feels a bit like a medieval aristocrat

Who would have thought that the Weasley family was once aristocratic.

After hearing my laughter, the feeling that Weasley still looked at me just now disappeared in an instant, and he stood behind Potter in dissatisfaction and muttered in a low voice

I didn't hear you clearly

But I can guess the general meaning, maybe it means that no matter how beautiful I dress up, I still hate Ferris

I don't want to conflict with anyone today, and I don't care about cursing his novels anymore

Since Potter kindly greeted me, I don't mind chatting with them here: "Why haven't you guys gone to the ballroom yet?"

The time for the start was slowly approaching, but Potter was still wandering outside with his friends.

"Uh...we're still...waiting for our dance partner." He hesitated, as if he didn't want me to bring the topic up to him. "What about you? I thought you'd come with Malfoy."

"Oh, he's waiting for me in the ballroom, you know, I still need to make up and comb my hair... It's troublesome." I shrugged, and the atmosphere between the three of us was a little silent after that, and I thought maybe I shouldn't stay chat with them

After all, the relationship is not very familiar

Thinking of this, I will open my mouth to bid farewell to Potter, and take the first step: "Then I will go first..."

"Well, thank you." Potter and I said at the same time, our voices overlapping

"Uh... sorry, what did you say?" I looked at him awkwardly, I really didn't hear what he just said

Potter smiled at me and repeated, "Thank you, Sophie." He looked at me with emerald green eyes behind his spectacles.

Embarrassed me a little bit, "The day of the race, you reminded me so I wouldn't think about using a broom... Also, you gave me encouragement, so thank you, I was really nervous."

Coincidentally, I was also super nervous

But what I didn't expect, just because of this incident, Potter will make a special trip to say thank you

i thought it was just a little thing

My understanding of him has undergone some changes. Sure enough, people are comprehensive.

"It doesn't matter, I just mentioned it casually at the time." I was doing it to complete the task at the time, "After all, before we became competitors, we were classmates first. I think it is better to help each other in this kind of competition. "

I feel like I'm lying

But Potter nodded thoughtfully after hearing this, and then said, "I understand, the Slytherin way of making friends."

"Make friends? Have you become friends Harry?" Weasley yelled as he listened to our conversation indistinctly and only grasped some key words that he thought were correct.

I was not surprised by his reaction at all, instead I said to him in a smug tone: "Yes, Harry and I have become comrades-in-arms!"

I deliberately avoid the word friend, because I don't think it's really appropriate to describe my relationship with Potter.

Comrades are not bad.

Weasley opened his mouth wide in surprise, turned his head and looked at Potter again, as if asking him whether the matter was true or not

Potter felt a little humiliated by Weasley's exaggerated reaction.

not just in front of me

Because of Weasley's exclamation just now, many people in the corridor looked sideways.

A red-haired boy wearing medieval aristocratic costumes was saying something exaggeratedly.

Potter tugged on Rawesley's sleeve, lowered his head and whispered to him: "Hermione also said that Ferris is not a bad person..."

In Potter's eyes, Hermione is always right

Although he tried his best to keep his voice down, I still heard him. I raised my eyebrows and said nothing.

Weasley responded to his friend with the same volume: "She's... Malfoy's fiancée!"

He glared at Potter, hoping he'd wake up

How could the treacherous Malfoy's fiancée be any better!

Potter also gritted his teeth and tugged at Weasley.

The small movements of these two boys are completely caught by my eyes

Potter also felt that they suddenly started whispering a little disrespectful to me, so he immediately turned his head and smiled at me: "Are you going to the ballroom now?"

"Yes." I nodded, and I understood what he meant by wanting me to leave, "Then I'll go first? I wish you a happy dance."

"Well, I wish you a happy dance too." Potter paused. He thought that as a friend, he should give me some encouragement in my quiet attire. "You look beautiful today, Sophie!"

"Thank you, you are also very..."

"Sofina, what are you talking about with Harry Potter!" Draco jumped out of nowhere and interrupted me

I turned around and found that Draco was actually standing two steps behind me, looking at us with a frown and a slightly angry expression.

I always have the feeling of being caught doing something wrong: "Draco, I..."

Before I could finish my sentence, Draco pulled me to his side.

He was much taller than Potter, so he raised his chin and lowered his eyes to look at the other party, warning: "You don't need to say whether my fiancée is pretty, Potter!"

He pulled out a mocking smile

Although he was very angry now, he still had to show the pride of the Malfoy family.

Potter looked puzzled at Draco who suddenly came over as if declaring his sovereignty: "Okay, I won't tell, I won't tell, she's not pretty, it's okay!"

As soon as two deadly enemies meet, a battle of words will begin

If I had just passed by Potter with Draco, he would never have greeted me.

"How dare you say she's not pretty!" Draco stepped forward, looking ready to start a war at any time

I helplessly took his arm and pulled him back slightly.

Looking at this childish quarrel, I can only put a wry smile on my face

So the two of them argued loudly in the corridor about whether I was pretty or not.

It was not until Professor McGonagall came forward that this boring war was stopped.

"Miss Ferris! You should bring your partner to get ready, don't forget that you will have an opening dance later!" Professor McGonagall's outfit was also a little different from before

That's just some

She still wore a black witch robe today, but I could see some inconspicuous patterns printed on it.

"Mr. Potter, where's your dance partner!" She has been dealing with the day after tomorrow and the preparations for the dance, looking a little busy and... irritable

Potter was obviously overwhelmed by McGonagall's momentum: "Uh...she hasn't come yet..."

"Then hurry up and find her! The dance is about to begin! Ladies and gentlemen, please don't make any mistakes!"

This dance represents the friendship of the three schools, and Hogwarts attaches great importance to it.

Looking at the angry Professor McGonagall, I could only drag Draco to leave secretly and rush to the ballroom.

"How can you be with Potter!" Draco seemed to be still dissatisfied with what happened just now, and said to me blamingly

"We were just chatting, Draco." I took his arm and explained, "You know, I helped him in the game last time, so he was very grateful to me."

"Then he shouldn't praise you for being beautiful!" He said angrily

I turned my face to look at him and asked, "Then am I not pretty?"

Draco turned to look at me and found me smiling at him

We seemed to be looking at each other for a long time, and I was the first to look away.

Draco has an aristocratic face, he is handsome without makeup or dress up

After meeting his eyes, my face felt a little hot

Draco also became a little shy: "...you, you are beautiful."

I don't know why, but the road is too long

Or are we walking too slowly

There are fewer and fewer people in the hallway

"Do you know what fruit I gave you yesterday?" Draco asked suddenly

"Yesterday?" I thought about it carefully. Recently, my memory has become very poor. It took me a while to recall many things. "Isn't that an apple?"

I remembered the cold wind blowing with Draco on the rooftop last night.

Suddenly Draco turned around, facing me, holding me back with both hands

Looking at his face... Nervous?look like

I thought I got it wrong

"Isn't it an apple...?"

The next second, before I could react, Draco bullied me

— kissed me.

Surrounded by his scent for a moment

Seems like it's Draco's first time, his kissing is clumsy and raw

I can feel his tense breathing becoming quicker.

He let go of my hand, and changed it into a hug. He put his arms around my waist with one hand, and pressed the back of my head with the other, as if he wanted to lock me tightly.

Of course I will not refuse and resist Draco's sudden kiss

just feel very surprised and shy

After reacting again, I also began to respond to his kiss hard.

Well, we're both equally bad at kissing.

I don't know how long it took before Draco let go of my mouth reluctantly.

Both of us were short of breath, we were both gasping for breath

I blushed and looked at Draco who held me in his arms, we were exactly nose to nose distance

"It's a forbidden fruit." He whispered, his gray-blue eyes kept looking at my slightly swollen lips from his kiss, "The apples sent on Christmas Eve mean the forbidden fruit, representing ..."

Having said that, he didn't continue talking.

But I can probably understand what he means

In mythology, Adam and Eve relied on this forbidden fruit to taste the joys of the world.

So the meaning of giving an apple means-seeking pleasure.

I feel like my face is on fire

I don't know where Draco learned all this... nonsense!

The problem is I ate that apple too!

Draco unconsciously put on a smile again: "You accepted my forbidden fruit, Sofina, so you can only accept me..."

The love story is also well-spoken!

Looking at me who didn't know how to answer, Draco planned to launch a second "attack"

Just as our mouths were about to meet, a voice interrupted us.

Both teachers and students in Hogwarts really like to interrupt others when they are doing business.

Especially Severus Snape.

"What are you two doing here!" Snape stood at the corner of the corridor, looking at us sullenly.

I was so scared that I quickly broke free from Draco's arms.

——I was actually seen by others while kissing!Or Professor Snape!

To be honest, I really wanted to die at that moment.

Snape seemed to disdain the love of our students, and also disliked it, so he stood not far away and refused to approach us, but shouted loudly: "Ferrex, don't you know that you are going to dance the opening dance! The dance is about to start Why don't you hurry over there!"

"Yes... yes!" Having been crushed, I dragged Draco and left quickly

Actually, I really want to give that professor a forgetful one.

I looked up at Draco with a complicated face, and I think he thought so too.

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Give me a kiss before breaking up~