Harry Potter: Miss Malfoy

Chapter 114 That’s the best gift

Strangely enough, Draco didn't react much after learning that Lupin was a werewolf.

Probably, it has something to do with my experience on the express train.

Although prejudice is inevitable, I still occasionally doubt that Dumbledore dared to recruit a werewolf to teach.

But she believed more in what she saw.

Lupin was indeed a better Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher than he had been in the previous two years.

Of course, the shortcomings are still the same, he doesn't look like a professor at all.

Lupin stuck out his tongue at Harry and made a face, as if he were a friend.

"Then let me say it! I wish Gryffindor a smooth victory... No... It's okay, I'm sorry..."

Harry happily took over the conversation, but quickly apologized after seeing Draco's eyes.

"Hmph. Slytherin wins the Quidditch Cup."

"Follow...obey."

Seeing the two of them like this, Lupin laughed heartily.

Harry had a feeling that the way Lupin looked at him and Draco at this moment was like seeing an old friend whom he missed deeply.

-

I spent an unexpectedly relaxing time in Lupin's office.

As the two left, at Lupin's behest, Harry was given the task of accompanying Draco back to the Slytherin common room.

"Want to go for a walk around campus?"

Harry mustered up the courage to ask before turning the corner into the common room.

Draco stared at him with an unreadable expression and couldn't help but start to explain.

"If you are tired and want to go back and rest, it is completely understandable."

"I just thought, after all, it's been a while since I last saw you..."

"If you like, I think that although it's not a full moon tonight, it's bright and beautiful."

"I really don't mean anything else, I just want to say that it's okay..."

Seeing Harry's nervous expression and flustered words, Draco felt as if he was snuggling by the fire and feeling warm.

"Lupin just said something about the Dementor's Kiss. ​​It sounded scary."

Talking quietly, Harry listened with a little trepidation.

"I feel like if I go back to the dormitory like this, I might have a nightmare at night."

As Draco spoke, he saw Harry trying to suppress the smile that appeared on his lips from time to time.

I blushed unconsciously.

But it wasn't entirely a roundabout invitation.

When Lupin mentioned that the Daily Prophet published that if Sirius was caught,

When a Dementor can use Dementor's Kiss directly,

Draco was indeed somewhat terrified of this kind of punishment that completely erased humanity.

The two of them were slowly walking towards the campus, stepping quietly in the snow.

The backs of their gloved right and left hands would occasionally touch each other.

I could feel Harry's fingers touching my knuckles.

She withdrew her hand shyly, and saw that Harry was also a little shy.

I found myself increasingly afraid to look at Harry.

I looked down at my feet and was a little surprised that the snow at my feet had not been melted by my body temperature.

The atmosphere around you is as delicate and pleasant as the champagne bubbles that float to the surface of the glass and burst instantly.

While being intoxicated, I also dare not not protect it carefully.

The same is true for the content of the conversation.

I’m afraid that someone will suddenly be too direct and expose the hazy beauty.

"You really don't want to buy Firebolts?"

"No need. I can defeat many people with my Nimbus."

"You've never defeated me. Aa ...

"Sorry, I stepped on you by accident."

"You did this on purpose...Ah!!!"

"Why did I step on it again? I'm sorry!"

"Um... no... it's okay..."

"I'll be careful not to step on you again."

Draco looked at Harry with clear eyes, but Harry knew that Draco had no intention of apologizing at all.

Fortunately, the place where she stepped on didn't really hurt, so I quickly changed the subject.

"Just had to say, I got a Firebolt for Christmas. Yay."

"You must be very happy to receive such a great Christmas gift, right?"

“This has to be the best Christmas present I’ve ever received, right?

For some reason, Draco's tone of voice, even though it was calm, made Harry feel a little intimidated.

"Absolutely not..."

Draco hurriedly explained, his eyes narrowed, as if waiting for how Harry would justify himself.

"The best gift was a pair of gloves that someone gave me. I don't know who gave me this. I'm wearing this now."

It's very mysterious, and there's a card that's completely black. I guess it was given by Dumbledore."

I noticed the smile flashing in Draco's eyes and the light on his face, and knew that I had said the right thing.

After accidentally angering Draco several times, Harry finally began to understand Draco's slightly awkward temper.

"Dumbledore is really troublesome."

Draco was pleased with Harry's response and looked very happy.

It makes her already beautiful face even more beautiful.

Harry was stunned.

-

Gradually we came to the path leading to Hagrid's cabin.

Thinking it was not convenient to step out of the castle, he could only find a bench nearby and sit down.

The topic has already changed several times.

"Ron and Hermione have been arguing every day lately."

"Really? For what?"

The tone sounded indifferent.

"Pets. Hermione's cat seems to be targeting Ron's twelve-year-old mouse."

"Can a normal mouse live twelve years?"

Draco frowned, thinking.

Harry had thought about this question before, but never explored it further.

Seeing Draco's suspicious expression, before she could say anything, she suddenly stared at the darkness on Harry's right.

Following Draco's gaze, he could see a faint yellow light flickering in Hagrid's cabin and white smoke rising.

Then Harry saw the eyes, glowing in the darkness.

It’s “Black Dog” again.

He tried to stand up, but felt Draco's gentle hand grasping his forearm, telling him not to move.

Instead, Draco stood up, took a few steps towards the intimidating pupils, and spoke softly.

"Padfoot?"

The big black dog's eyes wavered a little, as if he was a little surprised at Draco calling him that.

Harry, too, wasn't quite sure why Draco knew the nickname.

But Draco's next words surprised the man and the dog even more.

"You came to Hogwarts because of Wormtail, right?"

Harry looked at Draco with surprise, wondering, could it be that she had also seen the Marauder's Map?

What is the relationship between the author of the Marauder's Map and "Black Dog"?

The big black dog seemed to be shaken by Draco's question.

After staring at Draco in silence for a while, he barked at her twice.

With the sound of running footsteps, the shrewd yet slightly terrifying look disappeared.

The "black dog" left.

Draco turned around, and Harry noticed a look of satisfaction on her face, as if she had discovered a secret.

"I'm going to the library."

She spoke hurriedly, her tone as if possessed by Hermione.

Harry stood up quickly and the two of them walked quickly towards the interior of the castle.

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