Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

Merlin! I was obviously worried that he might overthink things, but why did this guy turn the tables?

I hit him angrily: "It's because you care too much..."

"Yes...so, thank you very much!"

He pulled me to him and held me in his arms.

His short black hair is always difficult to take care of, and the back of his head looks messy as if it was blown by the wind.

But it feels very soft.

Some of the hair touched my cheeks, making them prickly.

At 11, he was well built and, like Draco, had begun to grow taller.

The dim light from the Dursleys' cupboard had not caused any irreversible damage to his vision.

Today, Harry doesn't need to wear glasses, and his sharp emerald green eyes are very impressive.

Professor Snape's favorite green eyes...

Harry is really good at growing up!

This was my first time having close contact with Harry.

I'm not really used to being touched by anyone other than Malfoy.

Seeing that he couldn't let go for a long time, I patted his shoulder and reminded him: "Harry, there are a lot of people watching..."

"Aurora, you won't reject Draco..." His voice sounded extremely aggrieved.

"How can that be the same? Draco is my brother!"

"In other words, you treat me as a member of the opposite sex, and that's why you keep your distance from me?" he asked tentatively.

"Of course I treat you as the opposite sex. Otherwise, would I still treat you as a girl?" I answered without thinking.

"Got it..." His voice became very light and he loosened the arms that were restraining me.

"Hurry up, the next class is flying! Draco is already waiting at the Quidditch pitch!"

He followed me slowly.

He has long arms and legs, and he can keep up with me by just jogging two steps calmly.

Why are all my friends taller than me?

Narcissa and Lucius are both tall, handsome men and beautiful women. I hope their height advantage can be passed on to me...

"Aurora, this way!"

Draco waved at me.

The young man was tall and slender, with the sunlight shining on his dazzling platinum short hair, creating a halo.

Like the angels in Muggle religions...

He narrowed his eyes slightly. The fairer the skin, the more afraid of the sun.

We get sunburned very easily and always have to wear heavy doses of sunscreen.

This morning, we came to help each other.

"Aurora, why is your face so red? Are you sunburned? Didn't I help you apply it evenly?" Draco felt very guilty and asked questions like a machine gun.

"No, no, I'm fine..." What I just associated with him could not be shared with him at all.

However, I misjudged the distance between us. Our twin wands had already conveyed my thoughts to him.

Without saying a word, he raised the corners of his lips and left a kiss on my forehead.

As if to say, "I know."

Oh my god, it’s really too weird!

The more affectionate and loving one is, the more irresistible it is.

"Give me the hairband." Draco held out his hand.

"Huh?" I asked, confused.

"You don't want to turn into the Lion King in a moment, do you?" Draco said with a wicked smile.

"Oh, okay! Thank you!" I turned my back and felt his slender fingers running through my hair.

"Nice craftsmanship, the Malfoy family's house-elf!" Zabini also changed into casual clothes.

He saw Draco tying my hair and couldn't help but tease.

"Blaise, you are an only child, so you don't have this kind of experience. If you had a younger sister, you would definitely hold her in your hands and take good care of her..." Draco did not respond.

His movements were very skillful and his techniques were gentle and experienced. There was no feeling of pulling at all, and a fluffy braid had already appeared behind him.

"You'd look more ladylike with your hair down..." Zabini commented, shaking his head.

"What's it to you? This is the quickest way to do it!" I have always lacked patience for those who like to provoke me.

It looks very much like the hairstyle of Elsa, the snow queen in Frozen!

The hair on both sides was divided into two strands and all braided in. There were no loose strands and no need to worry about them being blown away by the wind. Draco's skills were getting better and better!

"Aurora, it suits you very well," Harry commented pertinently.

"Yeah, I think so too."

"You three are really not from the same family! You're not even from the same family!" Zabini cursed with a smile and no longer paid attention to us.

"Aurora, Blaise is just a big mouth! He actually..." Draco hesitated.

He noticed that I didn't care what Zabini thought, so he said nothing more.

Flying class is equivalent to physical education class in China. Every freshman, whether or not he has played with a broomstick before, is eager to try it out.

Draco and Harry are the best among them, both of them are extremely talented.

Lucius was extremely generous in his son's education.

In the original book, he sponsored the Slytherin Quidditch team with seven Nimbus 2000s.

He didn't want to bury the child's talent, so he spent a lot of money to invite internationally renowned Quidditch players to come and coach him.

This Quidditch player, who is about the same age as us, is Viktor Krum, who chooses to work and study during every winter and summer vacation.

In the original book, he was the contestant who represented Durmstrang in the Triwizard Tournament and Hermione's officially announced ex-boyfriend.

I once asked Krum why he chose to go to the UK to work and study?

He replied in a thick Bulgarian accent, "Mr. Malfoy gave too much."

Being pampered by the Malfoy family in various ways every day, Draco and I did not grow up in a wrong direction, which is also a kind of talent.

Draco and Harry's level is naturally beyond doubt. Even a half-baked person like me has learned a lot from them.

Therefore, for the three of us, flying lessons allow us to relax and enjoy the sunshine at the same time.

Living under the Black Lake every day, I miss the feeling of warmth from the sun shining on my body.

We raised our arms confidently and shouted, “Get up.”

The flying broom obediently came into the palm of the hand.

"Harry, Aurora, how about a fight?" Draco suggested.

The other students were still yelling at the broom.

Neville's broom was rolling on the ground, not responding to his commands at all.

Draco turned away, trying not to laugh.

Ron was standing by, trying his best to make his broom bounce on the ground.

The way Draco turned his head away to hold back his laughter made him think that the other party was laughing at him.

The long-term repression was finally released at this moment.

His sensitive heart seemed to be stimulated.

It was all because of Malfoy. He was rejected by Harry and his father was ostracized in the Ministry of Magic...

A life of poverty and destitution, everything they own is old... In contrast, the glamorous Malfoys attract everyone's attention.

At this moment, he finally exploded!