Harry Potter: Miss Malfoy

"I promise you."

"Now, are you willing to take the medicine?"

Draco turned over in bed and sat up, his delicate face looking magnificent.

After taking the bottle, he took a sip and handed it back to Harry.

After quickly placing the bottle back into the potion cabinet, he sat back down beside Draco's bed.

"Does it hurt?"

Draco asked quietly, already crawling under the covers and hugging his pillow to his chest.

Harry shook his head.

"It does feel like the skin is glued together."

"That doesn't sound very comfortable."

He frowned slightly and buried his face in the pillow from time to time to laze around.

Maybe because I finally got down to bed, my tired body, which had endured a day of discomfort, suddenly relaxed.

In addition, in front of Harry, Draco subconsciously allowed himself to be at ease as if no one was around.

Seeing her so relaxed, Harry felt an urge to hug Draco tight.

Draco insisted several times that Harry go back to his bed to rest, but Harry turned a deaf ear to him.

I had no choice but to lift my feet out of the sheets and move out half of the space on the bed.

Harry lay on his side in bed and chatted with Draco.

"I thought you were going to buy Firebolts!"

"Am I so wasteful in your eyes?" Draco deliberately said with an aggrieved look.

Harry didn't hesitate.

"correct."

She raised her right foot with a slight frown and pushed it towards his face through the quilt, but Harry reached out and held it tightly.

"Can the eldest daughter of the Malfoy family be so unruly?"

"The only way to deal with unruly Potter is to use unruly methods."

He tried to pull his foot back, but found that Harry was holding on tightly, and he suddenly became anxious.

She was shy and helpless, but she didn't seem to particularly dislike having him hold her hand like that.

Notice that even when getting along with Pansy and Daphne, it is difficult to be so unscrupulous.

What does this feel like?

His thoughts were interrupted by the hollow and weak voice of Madam Pomfrey.

"Are you planning to build a nest directly in the ward?"

-

With red eyes, he frantically explained everything to Madam Pomfrey, but he didn't know whether she believed him or not.

After being examined by Madam Pomfrey, Draco was allowed to leave the hospital early and return to Slytherin Hall.

The moment I stepped into the hall, the originally warm atmosphere suddenly became weird.

He sat down in the group of four beside him without caring.

"What happened to them? Where's Astoria?"

I couldn't help asking. Daphne looked embarrassed while Pansy tried hard to hold back her laughter.

"She was in a bad mood and went back to the dormitory to cry."

Pansy couldn't help but smile in response.

Draco frowned slightly, feeling that this might have something to do with the atmosphere in the hall.

"Well... many students studying magical creature breeding said..."

Daphne hesitated, trying to decide how to phrase it. Pansy took over the conversation.

"They said you and Harry Potter were secretly dating."

Draco's face turned pale instantly, although he couldn't hide the shyness in the corner of his eyes.

"Don't worry, I've already told everyone not to talk nonsense. You two aren't dating yet."

Catching that fleeting look of tenderness, Pansy couldn't help but feel playful.

"Pansy Parkinson!

"Draco raised his eyebrows and spoke in a grim tone.

Pansy then realized that Draco looked really angry.

"Pansy was joking, Draco. Crabbe and Goyle have already taught the gossipmongers a lesson."

Daphne noticed that Draco looked unhappy and hurried to smooth things over.

Pansy was also frightened by Draco's sudden anger and looked a little stunned.

"Yeah... yeah... don't worry about it, Draco..."

"It's just that... this kind of thing, of course, can't be stopped by just a few people..."

Draco stood up quickly, walked to the steps leading to the dormitory, and spoke to the hall.

Cold as ice, with an overwhelming aura.

"It turns out that the Malfoy family has fallen to the point where they can be the subject of gossip."

There was a sudden silence in the hall.

Ever since the news spread that the Malfoy daughter was about to enter the school, most Slytherin students understood that the school would welcome a proud daughter.

Regardless of grade, even before meeting Draco, they were already somewhat in awe of her.

After entering school, Draco's appearance, temperament, social etiquette, and performance in the college cup and schoolwork,

She also made those people in the academy, who originally only respected the Malfoy family out of awe, sincerely convinced of her.

This was the first time Draco Malfoy got angry at a Slytherin student.

He looked around and realized that his anger was enough to stop the rumors for a while, but it couldn't stop them completely.

"The Husbandry of Magical Creatures is an accident caused by incompetent teachers."

"If magical creatures intend to harm wizards, there must be laws and regulations to report to the Ministry of Magic. I will handle it all together."

"If anyone still has concerns about my reputation, I suggest you ask me in person."

The whole school knew that Harry Potter and Hagrid were close friends. Draco's actions were obviously merciless to Harry.

This also helped many Slytherin students who disliked Hagrid to vent their anger, and naturally dissipated a lot of their mentality of talking about Draco.

That night, most Slytherin students thought that Draco was angry because of the gossip he talked about without scruples and trampled on the reputation of the Malfoy family.

But Daphne and Pansy, two sisters who have known each other since childhood, understood the real reason for her rage.

How could the daughter of a pure-blood noble family bear to have her girlish secrets exposed so openly?

-

Harry in the ward was in a similar situation.

Ron looked at Harry dejectedly, while Hermione looked helpless.

"Everyone is saying that you will help Malfoy stop Buckbeak because you are dating Malfoy..."

"You won't? Right? You won't betray Gryffindor, right?"

"Uh...we're not really dating 'right now'..."

Harry was speechless for a moment, muttering to himself, wondering what this had to do with betraying Gryffindor.

Despite this, Ron's mood did not improve.

"But you don't like her, do you?"

Ron sighed with every sentence, as if a Dementor lived in the pocket of his cloak.

"Are you...an idiot? That Malfoy."

He said this with determination, trying hard not to let his eyes flicker.

Seeing that Ron seemed to have regained some energy, he quickly increased the bet.

"Is it Zhang Qiu?"

"Did you forget that I told you that she was so beautiful that I missed catching the Golden Snitch last year?"

He knew that this kind of conversation between boys would make Hermione feel disgusted, but in order to encourage Ron, he could only do so temporarily. Sure enough, Hermione was glaring at him fiercely.

“That’s right…”

Fortunately, Ron brightened up as expected.

"Zhang Qiu really has nothing to say,"

“Right!………”

""ah!!!""

Both of them were hit by Hermione's backpack, which was deformed by the books.

"The reason why Harry wanted to save Malfoy was in case Malfoy was really scratched by Buckbeak."

"Not just Buckbeak, but even Hagrid might get into big trouble."

"Think about it, that Malfoy, he would never give up if she got hurt."

"I was right, wasn't I, Harry?"

Hermione stretched out the endings of each word.

Feeling that his fragile life might disappear at any time, Harry nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, that's it!"

Harry couldn't help but admire Hermione for coming up with such a reason.

As Ron's mood improved, Harry also felt relieved.

Although Hermione was still a little unhappy about herself and Ron's comments on Zhang Qiu, the atmosphere had become much more harmonious.

We chatted all the way until nightfall.

Before Ron and Hermione were driven to the Great Hall for dinner by Madam Pomfrey, Harry quietly pulled Hermione's robes.

"Thank you so much, Hermione."

"Not for you. This way Draco Malfoy would owe me a favour."

"I've already told Fred and George, and everyone should know soon."

Hermione winked at him with a triumphant smile, but Harry was a little confused.

Why did Draco owe Hermione a favor?

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