Harry Potter: Miss Malfoy

"This tip is pretty direct, isn't it?"

When Harry finally figured out something, he dried himself and stepped out of the bath.

After changing clothes, she shared the lyrics of the Golden Egg with Draco.

But she poured cold water on him by speaking after listening only once.

"It can only be heard in the water,"

"He also said something like he had taken your treasure and wanted to find it back within an hour."

"On campus, isn't the most likely location the Black Lake?"

Moaning Myrtle giggled.

"Girls are smarter after all."

"You could have just told Draco no. Why did you stay in the water for so long?"

Seeing Harry's unwillingness to admit defeat, Crying Myrtle quickly added.

"But you're still smarter than Diggory."

"He stayed there for too long, so long that even the bubbles in the pool were about to disappear."

"Even if you know the location, you still need to know what you might face."

"Myrtle...besides the giant squid, what other creatures live in the lake?"

Harry fretted.

"Mermaid, right?"

Draco spoke quickly.

His brows slowly furrowed as he stared at the Marauder's Map, and he gently pointed his finger on the map.

Harry had a look of astonishment on his face.

"How do you know—"

Before he could finish his question, Draco interrupted him impatiently.

“I can only make normal sounds underwater, but I like to express myself through singing.”

"What other creature could it be besides a mermaid?"

Harry gave her what-the-hell-am-I-doing-here look and Moaning Myrtle started giggling again.

She looked at Draco with helplessness and admiration, and found that her expression was gradually becoming serious and she was biting her lower lip tightly.

Thinking back to when she was in second grade and faced the problem of the locked room, she had also shown the same expression.

"Is there something wrong?"

He spoke with some worry.

"Mr. Crouch..."

The voice was trembling, and Harry was surprised when he heard it.

Draco waved his hand and asked Harry to look at the map with him.

Harry leaned forward and followed Draco's finger.

The dot marking Barty Crouch was hanging around Snape's office.

"Shouldn't he be too sick to get out of bed? Why is he in school?"

Harry said somewhat uncertainly.

"It's more than that. He just came out of Professor Moody's office."

"Then, Professor Moody's black spot, from the time you entered the bath until now..."

Draco's fingers slid towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office.

Draco looked up and turned around.

He checked the clock at the end of the bathroom to confirm the time, then turned to Harry.

His eyes were full of doubt.

"It's been almost an hour and he hasn't moved at all."

-

Looking at Draco's expression, Harry also felt a bad feeling in his heart.

The dangers he had experienced in the past three years had inexplicably given him a certain intuition.

And that intuition told him that maybe he shouldn't mind his own business tonight.

But it was too late. Draco had already stood up and was looking decisively at Harry.

"I want to see Mr. Crouch."

"Draco..."

Draco spoke softly before Harry could speak to dissuade him.

"Harry, Mr. Crouch has been very kind to me."

"He...he might be in some trouble or danger. I'll explain it to you when I get a chance."

"But anyway, I'm worried about him..."

Harry looked at Draco and took her hand.

After Christmas, she seemed to no longer resist walking hand in hand.

"Well, I also want to go see what happened to Professor Moody."

"Will you...still find time to visit me in the bathroom?"

“‘I’ll try my best’”

The two spoke in unison.

They looked at each other and smiled tenderly.

Everyone wants to soothe each other's worries with a smile.

Then, put on the invisibility cloak and look at the Marauder's Map.

Heading towards Barty Crouch's black spot.

-

The two left the prefect's bathroom and walked downstairs.

Draco briefly explained to Harry the reasoning she had discussed with Snape.

"If that's the case, who would be the Death Eater around Mr. Crouch?"

After listening to Draco, Harry slowed down.

"I do not know either."

"Besides, there shouldn't be any Death Eaters on the run now."

Draco spoke silently, glancing at Harry gently.

I was a little worried that he would bring up his father's past with Severus again.

"Except Sirius."

Harry said this with helplessness and half-jokingly, and Draco really laughed softly.

"Is he okay? Remember you said we could go look for him when he's nearby."

"Not bad. Except he's talking more and more like Moody."

"I was constantly being told to be alert, saying that the people who framed me for the competition could strike at any time."

Harry moved his shoulders and yawned quietly.

He wanted to cover his mouth, but stopped because he was holding the golden egg in his right hand.

He was completely relaxed after taking a bath.

If Draco hadn't been holding the Marauder's Map in his left hand,

He thought he might think they were just taking a nighttime stroll.

“It’s impolite.”

Seeing Harry being so comfortable in front of him, Draco couldn't help but glare at him.

-

Even so, she didn't sound really angry, and she still let Harry hold her right hand.

"I'm sorry. But..."

"Don't you think it's a good thing that I can be myself in front of you?"

As Harry apologized, he lowered his head and looked at Draco's profile.

I squeezed her soft palm and felt her smooth skin a little greedily.

Draco felt a little embarrassed by being looked at, and his cheeks turned slightly red.

He turned around, raised his left hand, and held the Marauder's Map in front of Harry.

"Don't forget we have a mission, okay?"

He reminded gently, but he didn't have the slightest thought of retracting his right hand.

Harry remained silent the entire time, which made Draco unable to help but take the map down.

I noticed that he blinked a few times while staring at the map.

It was as if he had decided to change his target and start staring at himself.

I felt a little embarrassed to be looked at. My heart was pounding and my chest was gradually feeling numb.

Draco turned away shyly and forced himself to focus on the map.

He quickened his pace, half dragging Harry forward.

"Draco."

He stopped only after being gently called by Harry.

Turning around, his eyes were still so eager.

"What the hell. What the hell are you looking at me like that?"

As Draco pouted shyly, Harry's face turned red.

"fine..."

Harry whispered, his eyes flickering.

Seeing Draco's long eyelashes tremble, she mustered up the courage to speak.

"I kind of...want to hug you."

Draco's cheeks, which were originally just slightly pink, instantly darkened.

There was shyness and reproach in her eyes, and she stared at Harry with a half-smile.

Then slowly raise your right palm, which is being held, and place it to your lips.

He kissed the back of Harry's hand gently.

Then he ignored Harry, turned around, and pulled him forward.

"Let's go...let's go."

"Mr. Crouch has left Severus' office."

"If we don't find him, it'll be your fault."

Hearing Draco's urging, Harry could only endure the tingling feeling in his heart.

Cheered myself up and walked down the stairs.