HP: Becoming a Maiden Heartthrob

"I don't like Ginny."

Harry shook his head. It was almost as if Ginny liked the girl he liked.

Sirius frowned slightly and looked at Hermione and Ron inquiringly, hoping to get their answer, but Hermione and Ron both shook their heads.

It was impossible for them to say what was on Harry's mind, especially since the other party was Harry's godfather. This would not only be a betrayal of Harry, but also make things difficult for Nalileen.

"Okay," Sirius said without forcing himself, rubbing the ring on his index finger with his thumb, "it's actually very easy to chase girls."

Ron gave Hermione a speechless look and whispered, "Of course he can be very simple."

Sirius looked so handsome even after he came out of Azkaban, not to mention before he entered Azkaban.

Hermione, however, looked at the silver ring with a green gemstone on Sirius' finger.

She heard from Harry that Sirius betrayed the Black family and entered Gryffindor. He seemed to hate Slytherin so much that he even tore off and threw away the silver and green color scheme in the room.

But why would he wear such a ring?

"You have to find a way to ask her out. If possible, ask her out. Take her out and play. This way, you can become the person who takes up the most of her time. Then, give her gifts. Make sure you give her a lot of all kinds of things. This way, she will be surrounded by your things, and when she sees them, she will think of you. Then, introduce her to your friends, so that when she sees them, she will think of you too," Sirius was chattering about his way of pursuing girls.

"Mr. Black, have you been in love many times?" Ron couldn't help asking after hearing his skillful description.

"No, just once," Sirius replied, smiling broadly, "first love."

Why did he keep talking so much? Ron felt overwhelmed. He looked at Hermione with an expression that said, "How can this bastard, who has only had one relationship, be so qualified to talk about how to pursue girls?"

"Mr. Black, you have a lover," Hermione asked, "Have you contacted her again? She would be very happy if she knew that you were wrongly imprisoned in Azkaban."

She glanced at Harry and thought that if she wanted to enlighten Harry, it would probably be better to let that lady do it.

"She's dead," said Sirius.

Hermione let out a helpless cry, guilt surging into her heart like a tide.

"She'll be very fond of you, Harry," said Sirius, noticing Harry looking at him.

Unlike the straightforward voice just now, there was a hint of tenderness in his voice.

A thought came to the minds of the other three little wizards - he must be deeply in love with this lady.

"Did my parents know her?" Harry couldn't help but ask.

"She's very fond of Lily," said Sirius.

"And my father?" Harry demanded.

Sirius blinked, "I think he does."

"Should?" Ron couldn't help but question.

"I think she does," said Sirius, "although she thinks James and I are boring."

Doesn't that mean you don't like it? Ron rolled his eyes at Hermione.

"Are they friends?" Harry asked again.

"I guess so," Sirius said after a moment's thought, "More importantly, she is my fiancée."

When he talked about this, a smile appeared on his face unconsciously, and he looked very charming.

"Is that your engagement ring?" Hermione couldn't help but ask, looking at the ring on his index finger, and then looking at Harry, because Harry looked constipated when she mentioned this.

"No," Sirius denied, "This was a token of love I gave her. I made it myself, but she threw it away. I begged her for a long time before she accepted it."

Three little wizards: “······”

Ron couldn't help but murmur to Hermione, "Where did he get the courage to tell Harry how he pursues girls?"

Hermione shook her head, expressing her speechlessness.

"Actually, the ring was originally inlaid with rutile," Sirius rubbed the green gem in the ring with a look of nostalgia, "she replaced it with a garnet."

After hearing what he said at this point, Hermione asked tentatively, "Is she from Slytherin?"

Sirius responded, "Yes."

The three little wizards were speechless. They could hardly believe that the lady Sirius loved was actually a Slytherin.

"I can't stand it," Sirius whispered, making the three young wizards think that there would be some kind of house dispute between him and the lady, and then heard him say, "I changed her clothes and accessories to Gryffindor colors."

Won’t they get beaten? the three little wizards thought.

"Then she beat me," Sirius said dejectedly, "and she changed me back."

Well fought, the three little wizards thought.

"Then you shouldn't wear the ring on your index finger," Hermione said. Thanks to Parvati and Lavender, she had a certain understanding of the meaning of wearing rings on different fingers. "Wearing it on the index finger means you're unmarried and eager to get married."

“You should wear it on your middle finger, which means you’re engaged,” she said, “or your ring finger, which means you’re married.”

Seeing how much he loves that lady, he probably doesn't want to make mistakes on such details.

"Well," Sirius said, "She didn't accept my proposal, nor did she agree to be my girlfriend."

Help!

Hermione and Ron screamed inwardly. They looked at each other. Even without Ron's complaints, she wanted to say, "How can this guy, who hasn't even managed to get a girlfriend, have the nerve to tell Harry about his love experiences?"

Or was he going to tell Harry about his experience with unrequited love?

"But didn't you say she was your fiancée?" Hermione discovered the blind spot.

"Our marriage was arranged by our family," said Sirius, "but I ran away."

Hermione and Ron: "..."

It serves him right that the other party didn’t agree to be his girlfriend!

"Can you tell me her name?" Harry asked.

After all, she should be a mutual friend of his parents and Sirius.

Sirius, however, looked at him and shook his head slightly.

Harry looked at him in confusion.

"She came to me after I was imprisoned and told me to live," Sirius just looked at the ring and said, "But after I escaped from Azkaban, people told me she was dead, dead a long time ago."

“I don’t really know the meaning of living.”

"I don't understand why she told me to live. She knew I couldn't live without her."

"It wasn't until I heard from you, Harry," he looked at Harry, "that I realized what she meant."

Harry paused, and suddenly realized that the lady Sirius had just mentioned liked him very much.

"When you grow up, I can go find her."

Sirius laughed freely and wantonly when he said this.