HP: Slytherin disguise

"here."

Luna moved to the side and patted the spot between her and Neville with her hand.

Motioning for Decorah to sit down.

Without any hesitation, Decorah sat down between the two of them.

Keep Luna and Neville apart.

He turned his head left and right.

Decorah didn't feel like he was disturbing them at all.

Instead, it was Neville who ruined his good mood.

"What are you talking about?"

"Can I come along?"

"if you can."

Decorah pursed her pale pink lips slightly and turned to talk to Luna.

He ignored Neville's blood-red ears.

In this regard, Neville did not notice this obvious difference in treatment.

"Of course, but we didn't talk about anything."

Luna raised her head and looked at the sky ahead.

Subsequently.

A small smile broke out on her face.

He raised his hand and pointed: "We are watching the Soul Eater."

"It's strange, they've become so positive since you came back."

"Floating back and forth in the sky."

Then look up.

Decorah's eyes reflected the soul-eating monsters scurrying around in mid-air.

As Luna said.

These soul eaters are extremely active.

Neville quietly turned his head and stared into Decorah's gray-blue eyes.

It seemed that he was thinking about what he saw in his eyes.

A strange feeling arises from the bottom of my heart.

Let Neville lose his mind for a long time.

Just as he was lost in thought, there was movement in the pocket of his robe.

A huge toad jumped out.

He rushed directly into the flower bed at the back.

"No!"

Instantly awake.

Neville shouted, turned around and crawled into the flower bed.

Go find his toad.

His body trembled, and Decorah turned his head with a look of confusion and disgust.

Just as stupid as ever.

You can never keep your own things.

But after all, we were once 'friends'.

Decorah finally resisted the temptation to speak sarcastically.

Actually more.

Or because Luna was watching.

Made him restrain himself.

"Neville's toad likes the dirt in the flower beds."

Luna's erratic voice was so close that it made Decorah's ears tingle.

Turn around quickly.

Decorah found that she was looking at him quietly.

Those eyes were filled with peace.

For some reason, Decorah didn't dare to look directly into her eyes.

Maybe he should take medicine or rest.

"Well, he must be tired of being in Longbottom's pocket."

“From first grade to now, it’s been wanting to leave.”

"Do you think it is pursuing freedom?"

Suppress all thoughts in your heart.

A faint smile appeared on Decorah's lips.

He looked at Luna.

Neville's anxious call could be heard in his ears.

The two looked at each other for a long time without speaking.

"You smell like flowers."

"It smells like jasmine."

Luna chuckled and tilted her head slightly to look at Decorah's hand.

"Feel sorry…"

Unconsciously lowering his head and touching his pocket, Decorah suddenly regretted that he had smashed the flowers on impulse.

but…

Why did he want to crush the flower?

It was obviously intended to be given to Luna...

"You did nothing wrong, Decorah."

After being stunned for a moment, Luna had a slight smile on her face.

Slightly narrowed eyes.

Like a deep, dark black hole.

Look directly into people's hearts.

He also easily saw through Decorah's trance.

"I…"

"Planning to take it..."

"For you..."

Take the crumpled jasmine flower out of your pocket.

Decorah stopped talking and planned to throw away the ruined Jasmine.

"How can I throw away the flowers that I plan to give away?"

"not to mention."

"It's better to throw it away in front of the rightful owner."

Raising her hand, Luna held down Decorah's hand that was about to throw the flower.

"Give it back to me."

"I know it will be mine."

Taking the crumpled jasmine flower from Decorah's hand.

Luna held it in the palm of her hand and held it high, letting the sunlight shine on it.

With the breeze blowing.

A burst of fragrance was also blown over, gently brushing against their ears.

Lift up their long hair.

Fluttering behind you.

Under the sun, the ruined jasmine flowers are illuminated transparently and beautifully.

The flowing long hair of the two people was also quietly entangled together.

"I want to be friends with you."

"May I?"

"Luna."

Staring at the girl's hands holding up the broken Jasmine Flower.

Decorah's eyes were filled with mist.

"why not?"

Luna turned her head, the sun haloing the side of her face.

"We've been friends for a long time, haven't we?"

He looked at Luna blankly.

Decorah's lips moved slightly, and finally she said softly: "I didn't know that we were already friends."

"I don't think so either."

What's the point if they're already friends?

We got to know each other and became friends after chatting for a few words.

Then Luna wouldn't lose him as a friend, right?

To do it, be the only one.

Decorah would not allow himself to become one of many.

Even if Luna would make him feel happy and less nervous and irritable.

But so what.

He has never been a fool, how could he let himself lose his bottom line?

Except for his parents, no one is qualified to let him break the bottom line.

The image of her parents came to mind, and Decorah felt instantly relieved.

He missed his mother and father.

Maybe, I should go to Austria tomorrow...

Do not!

It’s not a should, it’s a must!

"Decora."

The soft voice pulled Decorah's thoughts into reality.

The faint smile on Luna's face was still there, she tilted her head slightly and pointed downwards with her finger.

Quickly lowering his head, Decorah felt frustrated and irritable for no reason.

The two of them were sitting far away from each other at some point.

And in that empty space in the middle.

At this moment, a huge toad is squatting.

Looking up, Luna had already stood up.

She took out the wand she had in her pocket and put it behind her ear where she had been doing it every day.

"Decora-san."

"Your flowers."

"Give it back, it's yours now."

"The property returns to its original owner."

"Also, the hairpin will definitely not disappear when you have it."

Luna smiled calmly and was very easy-going

Take that jasmine flower that you held as a sacred object just now.

Gave it back to Decorah.

Just like that, he gently placed it on the edge of the flower bed.

It was not put directly into Decorah's hands.

The tenderness on Decorah's face could no longer be maintained. He stared at the jasmine flower that suddenly turned ugly after being returned by Luna.

The hand on the back was quietly clenched...

Taking two steps back, Luna smiled and turned around to leave.

Walk toward the foyer.

Decorah just watched her climb the steps to the hall, walk in, and finally disappear completely...

''Ron... Neville, your toad is here. ''

''idiot…''

A trace of boredom flashed in his eyes.

Decorah no longer wanted to stay here, admiring the Soul Eater above Hogwarts with the idiot Neville.

It's simply meaningless.

"I thought it was still in the flower bed..."

An embarrassed Neville climbed out of the flower bed, covered in mud and dew.

Even the hair was wet.

The first thing he did was not look at the toad, but fix his hair.

When you feel that your appearance is not too embarrassing.

Neville just raised his head and glanced at Draco quietly.

Then quickly sort out the laundry…