Harry Potter: Miss Malfoy

Chapter 140 You mean I can...

Although he had just issued an ultimatum, the atmosphere and sentiment of the event quietly betrayed Draco.

Unconsciously, both of them gradually moved towards the center of the double seat.

Harry also gradually figured out how to be alone with Draco.

Draco didn't seem to object to Harry's silent affection and casual skin contact.

For example, intentionally or unintentionally interlacing fingers when sitting next to each other, or providing support like a hug when someone is about to fall while trying to grab a telescope.

But as soon as Harry spoke a little bluntly, Draco would immediately move away a little shyly.

The necklace that has returned to Draco's neck is the most direct example.

Harry, who was driven back to the left side of his seat by Draco, took a few tentative steps towards the center.

After noticing that Draco blushed and gave him a blank look but didn't stop him, he sat back on the center axis.

Forcing himself to focus on the game, Draco noticed how Krum soared with ease.

I found that before I knew it, she had quietly sat back down beside me.

Until I couldn't let go of the necklace and kept talking.

"So the necklace is for me? I will keep it well so no one else will find out."

"Wait, this Snitch's wings really move!"

"Do you remember when I almost swallowed the Snitch during my first competition?"

"Give me back the necklace!"

Draco leaned over to Harry and snatched him away just as he was distracted by the tenderness of her sex.

She bent her head and pushed her long hair to the sides, revealing her snow-white neck, and Harry was distracted again.

I watched her skillfully put on the tiny necklace and heard her low complaints.

"Just don't tell everything."

"Stupid Potter."

I thought it would take Draco some time to get over his shyness.

Fortunately, Krum caught her attention with a wonderful somersault.

What followed was an increasingly violent game.

The frustration of falling behind by a large margin caused the Bulgarian team's defense to start having more physical clashes.

After several free throws in a row, there were boos about unfair penalties.

It started coming from the Bulgarian team's stands and mascot area.

The fans tried to use psychedelic magic to interfere with the behavior of the referee and players, making the scene even more chaotic.

"No need to look any further."

Draco stood up suddenly, and from his tone, he seemed really angry.

"If I were Krum, I would quickly catch the Snitch and end the game."

"We can't win anyway, so we might as well end this farce as soon as possible."

"It's disgraceful that such a grand international event has turned into this."

Although his female companion was angry, Harry was somewhat happy to find that

I could roughly guess why Draco was angry.

As expected, he didn't like Mira's involvement, which caused too many inappropriate behaviors in such a grand occasion.

From the intensive interactions over the past one or two years, I have begun to vaguely feel that

Compared to the fact that I only find many scenes funny and interesting,

Draco, who was born into an aristocratic family, cared much more about how to behave in different occasions than himself.

I would really get angry about this.

He stood up considerately, glanced at Draco, and as his mind went on, the cockpit began to slowly move towards the platform.

Draco suddenly hesitated.

"I was just saying..."

"If you still want to watch the game, we can stay here."

"It's a bit too noisy here. It's quieter on the platform."

“Besides, you can still watch the games there.”

Spoken softly, these were not entirely words of comfort.

He really wanted to find an opportunity to apologize to Draco, but the heated atmosphere in the cabin made it difficult to speak.

Back on the platform, he took Draco to a round table to rest.

He went to the long table to prepare drinks and snacks for the two of them.

Looking at Harry's busy appearance, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He didn't notice the short figure slowly approaching him.

"Miss Draco Malfoy? The master asked Winky to greet Miss Malfoy."

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"More than?"

Harry, who came back with the pastries, exclaimed when he saw Winky.

"Not Dobby."

"She's Winky, Mr. Crouch's elf."

"Because Mr. Crouch is busy at the meeting, she has to stay here to help save a seat."

Draco explained, with a slight look of delight.

Seemed happy that Harry was still thinking about Dobby.

"Sir is Harry Potter! Dobby often mentions Sir to Winky."

Listening to Winky complain about Dobby starting to want a paycheck and not being able to find a job, Harry and Draco exchanged smiles.

Draco couldn't help but wonder if he could talk to his parents and use his own pocket money to hire Dobby back.

While I was thinking, there was a loud noise in the stadium and thunderous cheers.

The emerald green wood sorrel-shaped fireworks fluttered in the air, and the momentary brilliance disappeared in an instant.

It seems that the game ended with Ireland winning the championship.

-

"The game is over."

Harry looked at Draco and suddenly felt reluctant to let him go.

I was vaguely worried that the time they were spending together tonight would be as fleeting as fireworks.

Draco just nodded silently.

It seemed that the carnival on the court was just a reminder in the hearts of the two people that time was approaching.

"Let's wait for your parents here."

"I should thank them and say goodnight to them."

I forced myself to smile, as if this could hide the melancholy in my heart.

"Harry..."

Draco raised his head, his eyes flickering.

"If, we left before the game was over, we went for a walk outside."

"Then, you wait until you are sure the game is over and everyone has left the court before sending me back to the tent?"

This surprised Harry, and at the same time, he felt happy and tender.

"you mean..."

"Don't say it, silly Harry."

Harry stared at himself with his emerald green eyes, and he couldn't count how many times his face flushed tonight.

Draco squatted down and looked at Winky as he spoke.

"It must be kept secret from Mr. Crouch."

Seeing Winky nodding her head, Harry bent down and repeated the invitation, which made Draco giggle.

"May I have the honor, then, of inviting you to your evening stroll, Miss Malfoy?"

Draco pressed the fan to his lips, stretched out his right hand, and let Harry lead him out of the first-class carriage.

Without noticing, in the dim light, Shanshan kept pulling his ears and hitting himself.

It's still a day of falling data, and I'm still asking for gifts!!! Those who don't have the ability can give more gifts to generate electricity for love! (Each person can give three gifts) I don't mind those who pay!!!