Harry Potter: Miss Malfoy

/Will you believe me?

I can help you bring back Harry Potter.

Don't compromise your integrity.

You are not wrong, wizard, you should not endure the bullying of Muggles for no reason.

No one should have to endure bullying from anyone.

May I call you by your first name? I hope I am not being rude.

You have noble sentiments, Draco.

However, IMHO.

Perhaps, on the road to realizing your ideals, you don’t have to be so lonely and tolerant.

I can help you, Draco. /

"Draco!!!"

"How...what are you holding in your hand?"

"..."

"It's okay, we'll be with you."

"Eh? De—!"

"Come on!"

""No!!!""

Assist you in completing some necessary but not worth your trouble.

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In the dark dream, cold sweat broke out.

The gentle voice of a man and the concerned call of Pansy and Daphne surrounded my ears.

Two others stopped abruptly and screamed in fear.

In the empty dormitory, Draco opened his eyes with a splitting headache.

I found myself half-lying on the edge of the bed in an untidy position.

His clothes were in disarray, his diary was spread out next to his numb legs, and his right hand was firmly holding the wand.

The white satin collar was wet enough to slightly penetrate the fair and delicate collarbone.

The pink cheeks and chin are moist and bring a chill to the dry and cold air.

When I let go of the wand with my right hand, I felt a sharp pain in my palm and lower lip.

What happened last night? Why are there bruises on my palms from my fingernails and my lips are cracked?

Draco quickly pulled out a small mirror from the inner pocket of his robe and slowly stroked his face with his left hand.

Wet tear marks adorned the red nose tip and swollen eyes.

My heart was twitching, and I felt depressed and uncomfortable for no reason.

Draco shook his head, held up his wand, tidied himself up a bit, washed up, changed out of his pajamas, and then walked down to the dormitory.

As soon as I entered the hall, I saw the Slytherin students in an uproar.

Crabbe and Goyle pushed through the crowd and walked towards him.

"Miss Malfoy..."

Goyle spoke in a heavy voice, but Crabbe interrupted.

"The school is far too unsafe, Miss Malfoy."

“Please allow us to come in and out with you to protect your safety.”

He was a man who loved to play tough, and he showed his courtesy without any reason, which made Draco surprised but also suspicious.

Turning to look at Gore with a questioning look, he heard from his hesitant words the bad news that made him have to hold on to the handrail of the stairs to remain calm.

The secret room was opened again and an attack occurred in the castle.

The Gryffindor boy named Colin, who came from a Muggle family and loved taking pictures, was cursed and turned into stone.

But what made the Slytherin students panic was that even Daphne and Pansy, who were from the sacred two pure-blood families, were attacked.

Professor Snape only announced that the two were attacked by an unknown spell and fell into a coma.

With the help of Professor Dumbledore, it won't take long for him to regain consciousness, but he still needs to rest in the hospital ward.

"I'm going to the ward."

Draco just said calmly, no longer paying attention to Goyle and Crabbe, and walked straight out of the hall.

The Slytherin students behind him were whispering and talking.

Some people couldn't believe it. How could the descendants of Slytherin attack Slytherin students?

Some people were terrified and wanted to leave school and go home, waiting for the secret room incident to be over before returning to campus.

But what people are talking about more is the professors' response measures.

It is said that because Pansy and Daphne were attacked by a spell, the professors decided to hold a dueling club to teach students how to defend themselves.

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"Draco."

Before Draco could even step into the ward that Madam Pomfrey was in charge of, he was stopped by a familiar voice as he turned the corner.

"S... Professor Snape."

"I want to go see Pansy and Daphne."

Draco spoke, looking at the man dressed in black, his excitement and anxiety couldn't help but rush to his eyes.

"Of course. But you shouldn't act alone now."

Severus spoke in a soft, concerned tone, motioning for Draco to come with him.

The two of them came to the tower where the ward was located without saying a word, and were about to step into the ward.

Severus looked at himself quietly and asked meaningfully.

"Have you noticed anything unusual recently?"

Draco was stunned, and the nightmares of the past few days flashed through his mind.

Especially the frightened voice of Pansy and Daphne in the dream last night.

And earlier today, I got up in a strange posture.

"I...don't, Professor."

He spoke hesitantly, but then changed his mind.

It was called a strange phenomenon, but in fact it was just a nightmare that never stopped after my words hurt Pansy.

Although I already had some vague doubts in my heart, I knew that these doubts were just intuition.

It wasn't enough to worry Severus, but he wasn't willing to tell his master just yet.

Doing this is as if he is in a hurry to find someone to talk to as long as he has something on his mind.

This really goes against the self-respect of a daughter of a wealthy family.

Severus raised an eyebrow, blinked, and stared at himself.

After a while, he spoke slowly.

"When you are ready, you can talk to me if you have any questions."

"Draco, I hope you can join the dueling club later."

As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out and gently placed his hand on Draco's right shoulder.

"I regret."

Before Draco could speak, he quickly withdrew his hand, turned around, and walked away dragging his robe along.