[HP] Amy Lee sleepwalks through Hogwarts

Malfoy felt like he was suffocating, his mind suddenly became so confused.

He looked at Amy so seriously, pursed his lips, and opened his arms.

Amy took a step back, smiled apologetically, and shook her head.

"Why doesn't it work?" Malfoy felt his heart begin to hurt.

"These are two different things, Draco." Amy seemed a little unable to stand, so she sat back on the chair, held her forehead with her hands, and spoke weakly. "I only gradually learned about you after Christmas last year. You... have a very strict father. You have been instilled with the concept of 'pure blood' since you were a child, and you have been taught to look down on people who are not pure blood. In such a situation Growing up in this environment, you naturally start to advocate 'pure blood'. This is not your fault, it is the influence of your original family."

Malfoy slowly sat back across from her, continued to look at her seriously, and said in a very soft voice: "So you are willing to understand me."

Amy's expression and voice became helpless: "Actually, you need friends very much, but you never know how to get along with friends. Your father's education method...he taught you to treat Crabbe and Goyle as inferior to you. Follower. He educated you into a person who thinks you are noble and looks down on everyone. He also taught you to be strong and to have a good relationship with those famous people. So, while you are condescending and looking down on ordinary people, you are also groveling to please those powerful people. A well-known strong man like Kodor Krum. To be honest, this performance is really ugly."

Malfoy asked with a sigh: "Is that why you always ignore me?"

Amy looked up with a naughty look on her face: "I know you want to make friends with me. I also said that I ignored you on purpose. Haha~"

She added: "Do you know how outrageous your methods are? Taking advantage of Valentine's Day, you send a spoof postcard in front of everyone. Or you come over from time to time to chat, or you grab my wand and lead me out to chase... What do you mean? Sick! Are you deliberately annoying me?"

Malfoy was a little angry: "I haven't shown any kindness to ordinary people. They were always scrambling to please me. You were not a famous person at that time, and I...my parents strongly opposed it. If I make friends with you, I...I don't even know what to do."

Amy shook her head helplessly and continued: "I don't know why you want to be friends with me. I'm not pure blood, and I'm not from your country. When you first saw me, you looked down on me. ... Later, those attempts to make friends with me were naturally ignored by me."

"Why do I want to be friends with you?" Malfoy looked so annoyed: "How do I know why I want to be friends with you? You are obviously a guy with a bad character and not gentle and ladylike at all. How dare you be so presumptuous? What about teaching me a lesson? How could you have the ability to talk me into silence? Do you know? You almost destroyed my pure-blood faith at that time! In my dreams these days, I was listening to you talk about those inexplicable things. remarks!"

"Hahahaha... It's just like the plot of a bloody idol drama." Amy looked at his humiliating appearance and couldn't help laughing out loud again. She also reached out across the small round table and patted him again and again. shoulders.

Malfoy simply let out a sigh of relief, preparing to say all the words he had been holding back until now. "Then, I want to continue to cause you some trouble. I think that as a pure-blood wizard, I will be able to defeat you one time, right? By then, I might be able to conquer you, and you will get out of my dream. But I didn’t expect... that you would fight back right away..."

"You still want to defeat me? Just dream! Hahahahahaha..." Amy rested her head on her arm, laughing until she twitched.

"You can accept anyone." Malfoy became indignant again: "Even that crazy girl and the Weasley girl who wanted to release a basilisk to harm you, you can accept them all and become good friends with them all. It's like... it can cover everything! But I am the only one who can't fit into your circle no matter what. Your 'circle of friends' is getting bigger and bigger, and in the end it even includes bad guys... This makes me so jealous Crazy! Why can’t you say a nice word to me too?”

"You also have to make people say nice things." Amy raised her head, wiped the tears from laughter, pointed at him and said: "You are such a baffled guy, you have forgotten all the letters you sent me during the summer vacation of your first grade. Is that so? It’s so childish and annoying. You still want people to say nice things like this?”

Malfoy continued to mutter: "I...I don't know what to write to you."

But I couldn’t help but want to contact him. He felt that if she replied to a letter, even if it was a cursing letter, he would write something else.

So there were letters one after another, with tongues hanging out and faces made as soon as they were opened.

However, there was not a single reply.

Amy pointed at him again and said, "When you first met me...well, although I didn't quite understand what you said, that tone was definitely scolding me, right?"

Malfoy showed his confusion: "You also said that my father raised me like that since I was a child, and I naturally... And, did you hit me very lightly at that time? I didn't expect that such a short girl , as soon as I stretched my head, they were dragged in and pushed to the ground... I had nightmares like this in those days, and I could be dragged away and pushed down several times a night."

Amy laughed until she convulsed again, and said: "So you are so angry that you come to trouble me?"

"What can I do?" Malfoy almost slammed the table: "I told you, I was being held down and beaten by you in my dreams, and I couldn't ignore it. Then...then I thought, if I really can't beat you, Is it okay to surrender? Is it okay to be friends with you?"

"Pfft hahahaha...submission...thank you for thinking of it." Amy laughed until her stomach hurt.

Malfoy laughed so hard at her that he turned red in the face and humiliated her as if surrendering: "Stop laughing, okay?"

"Okay, I'll give it a try." Amy began to hold back her laughter and said, "It's not my fault, there must be something wrong with the wine."

Malfoy nodded helplessly: "Just say so."

"Draco," Amy held her chin in her hands, looked at him with a smile and squinted her eyes, tilted her head, and suddenly said, "Actually, you're quite cute."

"Then you still..." Before Malfoy could finish his excitement, Amy interrupted him again.

"But... it's too late for me to know you." Amy still looked at him and smiled: "It's too late to know the real you. If I had known you earlier and known what kind of pressure you were under, maybe I could Try to enlighten you so that you won't be as hard as before. Maybe we can become friends sooner."

Malfoy's grievance was stuck in his throat, which made him feel uncomfortable.

No one ever said he was "working hard", no one ever knew he was under pressure.

In the eyes of outsiders, what kind of pressure can a young master of the Malfoy Manor family, who was born with a golden galleons in his mouth, have to endure?

"You are not a bad person." Amy said again: "Although you are not upright enough, you are definitely not too bad. You are not cruel enough to kill people, you are just pursuing a more relaxed lifestyle and a superior status. I can't Saying this is absolutely wrong, you just weren't better guided and couldn't think of a better way to handle it."

Malfoy also smiled bitterly again: "If...if I hadn't gone to trouble Pot and Weasley when I met you for the first time, if I had left a good impression on you at that time, wouldn't everything be fine now?" Same?"

"Who knows?" Amy lowered her head, sighed and shook her head.

Then he reached out to the opposite side of the small round table again, patted Malfoy on the shoulder, and apologized one after another: "I'm sorry, Draco. I'm sorry, I met you too late. I'm sorry, I didn't get to know you earlier. …”

Malfoy unconsciously grabbed her hand and put it close to his face, wanting to cry.

"Huh? That's..." Amy accidentally saw a small moving black shadow on the other side of the orchard.