Harry Potter: Miss Malfoy

Harry had no choice but to swallow his unfinished words silently and looked at Draco quietly.

Of course he felt a little unbalanced.

This is the first Christmas that we exchanged greeting cards. I thought that the reunion after the holiday would bring us closer to each other.

But the boy certainly didn't understand the joy of wanting to thank Draco in person, so he just reminded Draco of the embarrassment of her sending the wrong card.

He didn't understand why Daphne and Pansy's comfort on the express train had caused Draco's emotional confusion.

?You are so unhappy because you sent the wrong card to the person you like, right?

Daphne said this to Draco while Astoria was sleeping.

"At a time like this, the last thing you need is for the other person to come and tell you how great the gift is."

"I just want to die by banging my head against it."

Pansy stretched herself and spoke Draco's thoughts as if nothing had happened.

Recently, Draco sometimes wondered if his two best friends understood his feelings better than he did.

Harry's sudden silence only annoyed Draco further.

When she turned around and was about to explode, she saw him standing there stupidly with an innocent look on his face, wearing the gloves that she had knitted after staying up all night for several days in a row.

Before she could feel happy, she felt guilty towards Harry.

In any case, you shouldn't be angry with him.

I can't explain why I, who have always been self-sustaining, always get a little emotional in front of Harry.

"When does your Dementors class start?"

After a long silence, he finally decided to speak.

"This Thursday night. Lupin said it might be fixed on this day." Harry said with relief.

Draco was searching for words in his mind, wanting to say something more, but the gloves on Harry's hands just kept distracting him.

"come on."

After a long time, I finally opened my mouth, but what I said made me even angrier.

"Thank you."

Seeing Draco like this, Harry decided that maybe he shouldn't stay and bother Draco any longer.

"I love them. Thank you. Good night."

Just then, a crowd of people leaving the hall gradually appeared. Harry hurriedly said what he wanted to say and turned around to blend into the crowd.

He was secretly glad that he had listened to his instincts and didn't tell Draco about the contents of the card.

He also decided to pretend that he didn't know what was written on the card, at least until Draco brought it up.

Draco watched Harry leave, feeling secretly angry, and turned back to the dormitory.

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Fortunately, the busyness of the beginning of the semester distracted Draco.

But after that, it seemed that Harry no longer dared to talk to me.

We passed each other several times on campus, and he was still wearing the gloves I gave him.

Whenever Draco saw Harry like this, he would always feel warm. The pace of the next semester was much faster.

Draco spent a lot of time collecting information about Animagus.

Before I had time to meet Granger to discuss Buckbeak, the match with Ravenclaw was about to begin.

If they can win, all four colleges will have a losing record at the same time, which means the season will return to the starting point.

This occupied Draco's mind.

Especially when she discovered that Harry had blatantly worn the gloves she gave him several times, and stared at Zhang Qiu intently with the red-haired Weasley.

I've heard the two of them gossiping about wanting to go watch the Ravenclaw Quidditch team go to practice.

Although Pansy repeatedly explained that it was just boys' trash talk, Draco still couldn't accept it.

Secretly decided to deal a fatal blow to Ravenclaw on the court.

On the day of the match, Gryffindor students unsurprisingly joined the camp cheering for Ravenclaw.

This is very reasonable.

If Slytherin loses, Gryffindor will have one less competitor.

But in Draco's eyes, seeing Harry wearing the Ravenclaw cheering scarf was very glaring.

Soon after the start of the game, Slytherin fell into a disadvantage.

Ravenclaw was originally a strong team with amazingly coordinated combat power.

Draco could only hope to end the game before the score difference widened to 100%, and remind himself not to be disturbed by Zhang Qiu's leisurely and disruptive tactics.

When Slytherin was trailing by eighty points, Draco spotted the Golden Snitch.

Zhang Qiu noticed that Draco began to speed up. After confirming that he could not catch up, he resolutely decided to block Draco's way first and wait for the next time the Golden Snitch appeared.

Draco certainly didn't want her to succeed.

Every time Zhang Qiu stood in front of Draco, Draco would always turn him aside at an unexpected angle.

Or it rises sharply and then dives at high speed, or it jets out to the right and then stops suddenly, then turns back to the lower left.

But Zhang Qiu would not sit still and wait for death, and the two of them kept circling and crossing each other in the air.

This was the first time Draco had seriously demonstrated his flying skills in front of everyone.

The neat and agile figure dances like ice crystals.

Zhang Qiu was like a warm breeze blowing beside him, constantly interfering with Draco's intentions.

The audience just stared at the beauties playing chess, and Lee even had to be reminded by Professor McGonagall before he remembered to comment.

Even Harry couldn't help but stand up.

On the surface, he and Ron in the stands cheered for Zhang Qiu, but in his heart he was secretly cheering for Draco.

Seeing the Golden Snitch just ahead, Draco smiled victoriously.

This was the distance she could handle.

Glancing back, he saw Zhang Qiu was still a quarter of a broom length away from him and was about to climb up.

Obviously he wanted to use the height difference to speed up and obstruct himself.

She rolled sideways on the broom with an elf-like demeanor, making the thrilling movements seem incredibly smooth.

With both hands lightly supporting, he lifted the broom head with his left hand and began to climb at the same time as Zhang Qiu.

Catching a glimpse of Zhang Qiu's confused expression, Draco hooked his feet tightly onto the rising broom, and leaped down using the momentum of the accelerated climb, his feet sliding to the base of the broom.

As her light golden hair swayed back and forth, her right hand firmly grasped the golden snitch right below her, and she immediately flipped over.

Before anyone knew what was happening, Draco had already gracefully sat back on his broom.

He raised the Golden Snitch and winked at Astoria and Pansy who were hugging each other and screaming excitedly in the Slytherin audience.

Even Daphne, who was always dignified and elegant, jumped up and down for joy and clapped her hands without caring about her image.

He couldn't help but glance towards the Gryffindor audience, and among the dejected, angry and cursing crowd, he saw Harry smiling at him.

The sunset glowing on her face was so beautiful that she made up her mind. She no longer wanted to be angry with Harry because of the card and Zhang Qiu.

Maybe, she could wait for Harry outside Lupin's office next Thursday night.

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