HP: Becoming a Maiden Heartthrob

Ron thought his first trip to Hogsmeade would be a joyful and enjoyable one, and that his good brother and roommate Harry would also feel the same way.

But he was wrong. Harry didn't seem to be in a good mood, especially after he saw the huge poster of himself outside the Three Broomsticks pub, he seemed even more depressed.

"What's wrong with Harry?"

After visiting Honeydukes, Hermione, who left with a bag full of candy, saw Harry leaving with only a tiny piece of chocolate, and finally realized something was wrong.

"You only noticed it now?" Ron said exaggeratedly, full of accusation.

Hermione ignored his accusation and offered her own guess, "Is it his personal poster that upset him?"

She was the first to see it, the first to point it out to Harry, and the first to see Harry's expression collapse instantly.

"How is that possible?" Ron shook his head, thinking that Hermione didn't understand the boy's thoughts at all. "Come on, it would be super cool to have a personal poster! Why would Harry be upset because of this?"

"Then what's wrong with him?" Hermione frowned. Harry hadn't been scolded by Snape recently, so why did he look like this?

"It's a secret," Ron said in a low voice, looking at Harry, who was detached from them and not participating in their conversation like a ghost, "He's heartbroken."

"Broken heart?" Hermione raised an eyebrow. "When has he ever been in love?"

"You can't be heartbroken if you haven't been in love? How can you think that love is so simple?" Ron rolled his eyes and glanced at Harry furtively. "Fred told me that Harry has a girl he likes, but according to Lavender and Parvati's black and white circle theory, he is a dark-skinned person and the girl he likes is a dark-skinned person, so they can't be together."

He had a look on his face that said, "You know who I'm talking about."

Now it was Hermione's turn to roll her eyes. "He believes that?"

"Look at him, does he believe it?" Ron asked. "He's like a ghost now. When he really becomes a ghost in a while, only Slytherin and Peeves will be happy."

Hermione was silent.

She seemed to see Peeves leading the dazed ghost of Harry dancing in the air and singing that he had a companion again, and the Slytherins applauding below.

That's pretty bad.

"Fred told me that Harry needed to be comforted because they were about to compete with Slytherin and they didn't want Harry to be affected," said Ron. He agreed with this matter. After all, Harry was the kind of person who would either perish in silence or explode in silence.

Hermione nodded. She also knew the necessity of comforting Harry. After all, if Harry was not careful, he would slide into an abyss from which he could not be comforted.

He is as stubborn as a bull.

Ron added, "And Fred asked me who Harry liked, if it was Ginny, and he thought red hair was considered a dark color."

Hermione's eyes widened. "He really doesn't know?"

Ron had a "what do you think" expression.

"Have your brothers ever been in love?" Hermione asked.

"Ever since they were little and got spanked by their mom for teasing a neighbor girl and making her cry at a party, they've sworn they'll never mess with girls again," Ron mercilessly exposed his twin brother's dark past. "And they even tried to use this method to find their future girlfriends, telling me that as long as they teased her and she wouldn't cry, that would be enough."

"Isn't this a hooligan?" Hermione said bluntly.

Ron shrugged, saying that the two of them were just hooligans.

"So how do we comfort Harry?" Hermione asked. She couldn't stand Harry's expression.

"Fred said he'd figured it out and told us to take Harry to the Three Broomsticks after we finished shopping," said Ron.

"I don't think it's going to be easy," Hermione shook her head. Judging by the way Harry was resisting the huge poster, he definitely wouldn't want to go in there.

"That's not difficult at all," Ron said unconvincedly. He shouted to Harry, "Harry, I think I saw Narellean enter the Three Broomsticks just now."

Harry's dull eyes suddenly brightened up. "Really?"

But he soon became suspicious, "But if Nallylian is with Senior Diggory, they should go to Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop."

He had already prepared a plan for coming to Hogsmeade.

Ron was speechless for a moment, so Hermione said, "Lillian and the others seem to be traveling with Senior Ende."

Harry's heart suddenly brightened up. It was different when Nallylian came with Senior Ender, which meant that she was not alone with Senior Diggory.

"You could go find them," said Harry. "They might be talking about books."

His thoughts were clearly visible.

Hermione and Ron looked at each other.

The three little wizards then walked to the Three Broomsticks Bar. As expected, they did not see Nalilian and Senior Ende, but they saw the man sitting in the corner at a glance.

It was really conspicuous. Not only them, but many people were looking at him.

Even though he had slightly wavy, messy hair, an unkempt beard, and a slightly thin face, he leaned against the wall, his deep-cut face slightly tilted upwards, his gaze fixed on nowhere, his slender fingers cupping the glass in front of him, a silver-green ring on his index finger gleaming, and he easily attracted everyone's attention. No one could tell that he had just been released from Azkaban.

Sirius.

Hermione opened her mouth wide and looked at Ron, "What do you mean by 'enlightenment' by Fred and the others? They mean calling Sirius?"

Ron was also dumbfounded.

"Harry!" Sirius also saw them and stretched out his arm to wave at Harry, and as they walked towards him, he ordered three glasses of butterbeer from the owner here.

Harry walked over and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Come and see how dejected my dear godson is," Sirius watched him, his chin propped up.

Hermione and Ron sat on the other side of the wooden table, leaving space for the godfather and godson. After they sat down, Hermione noticed that the glass in front of Sirius was filled with purple milk drink. She glanced at the menu on the wall and twitched the corner of her mouth.

She nudged Ron and whispered, "Isn't that violet water Sirius drank?"

Ron then noticed the drink in Sirius's hand, and his mouth twitched.

The two of them found it hard to imagine that Sirius, who seemed mature and handsome, would actually drink such a sweet drink.

Sirius was still asking Harry if he was in love, but Harry flatly denied it.

At this time, the bar owner, Ms. Rosmerta, came and brought them three glasses of butterbeer. Sirius thanked him and Ron couldn't help but look at her. She was a lady with a good figure.

Then he was kicked by Hermione.

"Don't hide it from me, Harry," Sirius pushed the butterbeer to Harry and asked, "I heard that you like Ginny, the little daughter of the Weasley family?"

"Cough!" Ron almost choked as he picked up the butterbeer to drink.