Harry Potter: Miss Malfoy

In a chaotic mind, noisy voices come and go—

"Sirius is dead."

"Sirius is all I have left."

"You're such an interesting girl, maybe braver than your mother."

"You are not a bad person by nature, so I won't worry about you."

"Sirius said he'd like to meet you, too, if you'd like."

"Don't be so quick to get upset. Saying that you look a lot like Narcissa is a compliment."

"But don't get me wrong. I don't like her, and I may not like you either."

"Your mother didn't have the moral courage to stand up to Voldemort."

"He's considered a family member, right? What will you choose this time?"

"what will you do?"

"If I want to muster up the courage, I can..."

"Sirius is all I have left."

"Remember, nothing that happened tonight was your fault."

"Sirius was too impulsive. It has nothing to do with you."

"He's considered a family member, right? What will you choose this time?"

"Sirius is all I have left!"

"Sirius is dead."

It’s not my fault.

Tonight, nothing happened was my fault.

Dumbledore said so, and so did Severus.

But why, he vaguely saw Harry hugging Sirius's body tightly and shedding tears of blood in front of him.

"Sirius is all I have left."

Sirius is dead.

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The end of the semester was spent in an explosion of gossip whispers.

It is said that Umbridge climbed out of the suitcase on her own that night.

He found himself in the forbidden forest, confused and attracted people.

No one knew what happened to her.

All we know is that after Dumbledore rescued her, Umbridge was always in a mess.

When he heard the sound similar to that of horse hooves, his face changed drastically and he started shivering.

Professor McGonagall, on the other hand, made a full recovery.

As soon as he came back, he blew up into sparks the educational charter that Umbridge had nailed to the stone wall.

He even joked to the stunned Ron.

It might be advisable that Fred and George start selling fireworks in the shape of educational charters.

This surprised many Gryffindor students.

Ron even wrote a long letter to the twins to ask,

Did Fred or George drink the Polyjuice Potion and pretend to be a tutor at the academy?

At the breakfast table the next day, Ron received a magic weapon tailor-made for him by his brother -

A rant letter that delivered shit bombs every time Ron's name was mentioned.

The school is very lively.

But just like the wizarding world, the most concerning issue on campus is the return of Voldemort.

With Fudge out of office, the Daily Prophet uncovers a plot to bring back Voldemort.

Harry has almost become an awe-inspiring hero on campus.

In contrast, Draco's life was just about shuttling between the dormitory and the classroom.

She no longer went to the Great Hall for meals and did not want to see Harry again.

The Queen of Slytherin is long gone,

Just a criminal who was talked about and followed Voldemort.

But because of this, when Pansy and Daphne dragged him out of the lounge,

When I attended the end-of-term dinner and saw Hannah at the door of the auditorium, I couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"Mom said it must be very hard for you."

“It also says that we can’t impose the decisions of our parents on our children.”

"That's what I thought too!"

Looking at her who was always cheerful, Draco couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

I don’t remember if this was the first time I smiled since that night.

The noise and discussion at the dinner party made me stay for a while before leaving.

He exchanged glances with Daphne and Pansy.

Let the two people who have always been by my side understand that now I just want to be alone.

As I walked into the castle and turned onto the corridor, I was suddenly stopped by a ethereal voice.

"You are Draco Malfoy."

Turning around, I recognized the blonde girl who looked a bit eccentric in her strange clothes.

The daughter of the editor-in-chief of The Quibbler.

She seemed to be looking for something, and stopped what she was doing because of my appearance.

The last time we met was that evening, in the corridor on the second floor.

"Luna Lovegood."

She stretched out her hand and introduced herself.

Draco instinctively returned the handshake, out of habit.

Unexpectedly, I found that the other party did not dodge me.

"You didn't come to the dinner either?"

She asked softly, but Luna didn't answer. She just tilted her head and looked at her curiously.

After a while, he spoke in the same ethereal tone.

"I lost a lot of things. People took them and hid them."

As if she was just a bystander,

What is taken away is nothing more than someone else's things.

The special atmosphere of the conversation gave Draco a fresh feeling.

Luna was still observing herself.

Then, unexpectedly, a laugh as light as a bell rang out.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. But you two really look alike."

He apologized as if he was worried that he would be scared by the laughter, but it only aroused more curiosity.

“Who does he look like?”

Faced with her own question, Luna looked as if it was a matter of course.

"Harry Potter. I just saw him."

Draco frowned, his right hand clenched tightly around his left palm without a word.

As if doing this could help calm me down, my hands kept shaking uncontrollably.

I never thought that without any warning,

Hearing Harry's name suddenly brought such a shock.

"He didn't go to the dinner either because he was in a bad mood."

"The man killed by the Death Eaters was his godfather."

Luna also noticed her own gaffe, but chose to ignore it and continued talking.

Draco clenched his hands tighter and bit his lower lip.

The tip of the tongue gently touched the newly healed scar inside the lip.

"I told him that death is scary and sad."

"But the dead are not gone forever."

The eyes that always looked into the distance in a daze suddenly locked in front of me.

It seems to be trying to convey some message.

Uncomfortable with Luna's stare, he blinked and avoided the gaze.

"Why are you telling me this?"

I don't understand why, but I don't particularly want to arm myself with words in front of her.

I don’t understand why, but I can allow myself to be honest.

"You know it's a trap, right?"

"That day, you actually wanted to stop Harry."

The girl's strange tone forced him to look away, and their eyes met.

"I told Harry this, and he seems to have gradually realized it."

"He said before he left that he had to find you."

After Luna finished speaking, she turned her head away and started to look around again.

"I'm going to keep looking for something."

Draco just took a deep breath.

Trying to soothe the numbness in my chest that was spreading to my fingertips.

Seeing Luna slowly turning away from him, he couldn't help but ask.

"Do you need me to help you get your stuff back?"

Luna looked back and laughed once more.

“You two really look alike.”

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