Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

"Hire me as your bodyguard? Miss, I'm very expensive."

"Then what price should I pay?" I teased him deliberately.

"..." Draco said nothing, his lips gently touched my earlobe.

It was just a touch like a dragonfly skimming the water, but it caused ripples in my heart.

"Aurora, your face is so red..."

His breath lingers in my ears.

My heart was beating very fast and I felt dazed and a little dizzy.

I turned around and pressed my cheek against his chest.

"Brother, I feel dizzy..."

Draco became nervous: "Is he seasick?"

He felt helplessly and touched my forehead with the palm of his hand.

"It's a little hot..."

"Don't move, just let me lie there quietly for a while."

He held me tightly in his arms and called out for help to Hagrid, whom he disliked.

"There are students here who are seasick!"

"Don't make a fuss, I'm fine..."

I couldn't stop it.

As a result, as soon as I got off the boat, my name was associated with "the delicate eldest daughter of the Malfoy family."

"You're not the first freshman to get seasick," Hagrid said, pointing at Neville Longbottom behind me.

I still have my brother to protect me.

Although Neville's parents are still alive, they are completely absent from his life.

I nodded to him as a greeting.

The other party seemed to have finally found a fellow with the same fate: "Ms. Malfoy..."

"Just call me Aurora."

"Here's yours. It'll be more comfortable if you hold it in your mouth." He stuffed a piece of candy into my hand.

"Thanks……"

Draco took it and unwrapped the candy for me: "Don't eat anything handed to you by strangers."

Neville on the side was very embarrassed, not knowing what he had done wrong.

"Thank you." I mouthed to him again.

"Brother, I'm fine..." I patted him gently.

From the beginning, he held me horizontally in his arms and said, "Put me down."

"Who knows if I'll feel dizzy again in a while..." He was still angry about what happened just now.

"Brother, are you showing off your well-trained abdominal muscles and arm strength?"

His face turned red again.

"Be careful..." He put me down and held my fingertips tightly.

I felt more comfortable than ever before.

"You leave those two big idiots alone and do everything yourself?" Zabini clicked his tongue in amazement. "My brothers and sisters are not as close as you guys."

He always deliberately emphasized our brother-sister relationship, and I felt an indescribable weirdness in my heart.

"Dad has always told me to take good care of my sister. Brace, you're an only child, so you can't understand."

Two pairs of grey eyes looked into each other's hearts.

"Speaking of large families...you guys have really screwed the Weasleys over." Zabini pouted at Ron who was not far away.

"The conversation between Potter and Weasley was written into the Daily Prophet."

All these coincidences were actually planned in advance.

His father informed Rita Skeeter, a special correspondent for the Daily Prophet, who was valued by the editor-in-chief because of her keen sense for news.

"Harry turned down the Order's offer?"

Is this extension too far?

Wouldn't it be a bit of an exaggeration to extend Ron's desire to establish friendship with Harry into Ron extending a hand of friendship to Harry on behalf of the Order of the Phoenix?

Draco and I looked at each other.

Rita Skeeter is worthy of her name. She took advantage of the situation and had a great time!