HP Dawn Night

On the second day of Christmas, everyone got up very late.I woke up on time as usual, the bedroom was exceptionally quiet, and the remaining three were sleeping soundly in their respective bed curtains.

I sat on the bed to clear my head for a while, then opened the drawer and pulled out the pin that Pansy had given me—now that I knew it was a well-timed Christmas present from her.

At this moment, the bed next to her creaked, and Pansy pulled back the bed curtain with a snap: "Good morning, Vio!" she said energetically.

Ever since I found out last night that she, Draco, and Blaise had been allied in private, leaving me in the dark, Pansy had been extraordinarily honest.

"Good morning," I replied coolly, "did you sleep well last night?"

She gave a dry laugh: "Not bad."

"I wanted to pull back your bed curtains and drag you out into the black lake." I said slowly, "You ungrateful little man, Draco What good does it do you?"

"Hiss—" Pansy sniffled and grimaced exaggeratedly, "Don't say that! I've considered it carefully, and I think he'll treat you nicely, so... By the way, where's Bryce? He also has a share .Why don't you settle accounts with him?"

"Don't think I don't know that you are the main force." I yawned, got up and began to get dressed, "Are you still going to sleep?"

"No more," Pansy quickly put on the sweater, "we can go out and have a snowball fight. Of course, if you want to go on a date, I won't stop—"

My face burned uncontrollably and I was sure was getting redder.Furious, I grabbed a pillow and threw it at Pansy. "Oops!" she exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"Stop arguing, Pansy." Daphne turned over and complained in a daze.

"Sorry, Vio was a little grumpy this morning," Pansy whispered to Daphne, giggling and throwing the pillow back on my bed.

The Slytherin common room was much quieter than the previous days, and a few scattered people sat and talked together, interrupted by yawns from time to time.I saw Blaise sitting alone in a seat by the fire, writing a letter.

"Hi, Blaise. You're up so early."

"Oh, just writing a letter while it's quiet." Blaise stopped writing.

Pansy came and sat down next to me: "It doesn't matter what you're doing, actually Vio just wanted to ask where Draco went."

Just as I was about to kick her hard, Blaise raised his head and gave me a knowing smile: "Well, you know, Professor Snape was a little unhappy last night, so..."

"Just tell him what time he will be back in the dormitory." Pan Xi gloated.

Blaise seemed to think seriously for a while: "I imagine, ah, it was around one o'clock in the morning."

"That's late enough." Pansy grinned mercilessly. "The dance was over at twelve, and he probably came back with some moon walkers? That would be embarrassing."

I secretly imagined the scene - Draco was alone among those who had ended their engagements, and still came from the potions office.Not only is it extraordinarily eye-catching, but it also has to deal with the curious questions and inquiring eyes of others.This scene is really more and more miserable.

Blaise and Pansy looked at me together, as if expecting some opinion from me.

"I think we need to think about homework." I cleared my throat, deciding to feign ignorance of their expectations. "Anyone planning to start work today?"

Blaise looked at his stationery, and Pansy stared at the logs in the fireplace.

"Okay," I shrugged, stood up and took my schoolbag, "I'm going to the library, see you later."

"We'll send Draco to you!" Pansy yelled behind me.

I think everyone in the lounge has heard this sentence. I feel like there are nails growing on my back, and I can feel the hot gaze.

"You are enough!" I staggered, unable to laugh or cry, so I had no choice but to say something unbearably.Then he walked out of the stone gate quickly.

Even if the library is sparsely populated, I don't have much of a mind to do my homework—maybe a divination homework would do, after all it's just a matter of making things up.

I caressed the ring on my finger unconsciously.I have seen similar rings in family photos, it was a family portrait of my mother when she was a child.Grandfather and grandmother had a pair of rings on their hands.After they died, the ring passed to their only daughter, my mom.Mom was not married, so the rings had been shelved.Later, my mother showed them to me. They are different from the ones I have, but they all have the same meaning.

Ancient wizarding families all have such rings, which are often made by goblins or other special magical creatures, expensive, exquisite, and have a strong family brand.These rings are passed down from generation to generation, not only as a symbol of history and status, but many times they are also used as a symbol of... marriage.

The thought startled me.The quill unceremoniously drew a crooked line on the parchment, and with a sigh, I cut the paper and rolled it up to throw it away later.

At this time, a pair of hands suddenly covered my eyes.

"Draco," I said, "I feel your ring."

He withdrew his hand angrily and sat down beside me: "I should have taken it off earlier."

I raised my eyebrows and looked at him: "If you want to take it off, I'll take it off first." As I said that, I made a gesture to take off the ring and return it to him.

"Please don't," he was slightly startled, and pressed my hand, "I was just joking."

"Hmph." I took out the brooch Pan Xi gave me, "here, here's this for you." I couldn't help curling my lips as I spoke, "You must know how to use it, right?"

——Perhaps he appointed Pansy to prepare this brooch!

Draco took it and played with it for a while: "It snowed again in the early morning."

"Hmm." I spread out the parchment and started making up the divination homework.Professor Trelawney likes to hear us prophesying all kinds of misfortune to ourselves.

"There is still a lot of snow on the ground."

"Hmm." - the first week of January, maybe I'll be in trouble.

"It's so stuffy in the library, don't you think?"

"It's okay."—I'm going to have some bad experiences in Hogsmeade in the second week.

"Then do you want to go out for a walk?"

"Well, Draco, you know I've got a lot of homework to do." - Week three, I'll be in trouble again.

Draco simply snatched the quill from me.I yelled: "Hey, what are you doing. I still have to do my homework."

"Maybe my way of expressing it is wrong, Miss Snape." Draco grabbed my hand, "I should ask: Would you like to do me a favor and go on a date?"

I sternly said, "No, Mr. Malfoy. If my father finds out, he won't be happy."

Draco's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he put on an affectionate expression: "As long as we are careful, he won't know."

Just as I was about to continue saying no, Draco gently scratched my palm and lowered his voice: "I have to spend every night in the godfather's office since yesterday, and it will last for a month. Vio... ..."

Speaking of father's punishment is a bit serious.There were bloodshot eyes in Draco's eyes, and the eyes were also obviously blue and black.I suddenly softened: "Okay."

The rose garden on the site has not been removed, but the fairy light is definitely not visible during the day.It wasn't until I stepped into the deep snow that I belatedly realized that I forgot to wear a scarf and gloves. .

I was about to speak, but Draco had already untied his scarf, tied it around my neck and said, "Come out with me later, you don't have to wear those anymore." He took off his right hand glove and helped me He put it on, and then took my left hand and put it in his school robe pocket, "Look at this, it's fine."

I was startled, and then smiled: "You will not forget the warming spell."

"But I don't want to use a charm at this time." Draco squeezed my hand, "I can make your scarf and gloves."

"Such provocative words... I can't accept it for a while." I fake coughed.

"It's okay," Draco said uncharacteristically.With extra seriousness, "You still have a long, long time to get used to it."

Before we knew it, we were on the same path as yesterday.When the gazebo suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, I was slightly taken aback.Draco has already led me to walk over.

"Do you want to—" I suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "continue what was interrupted last night?"

Draco froze for a moment, but he quickly smiled: "It's rare that you're keeping up, Vio. That's exactly what I want to do, and no one will bother us."

Snowflakes rolled in from around the gazebo, and occasionally a few of them touched my face, but they all quickly turned into cold water droplets.I subconsciously held my breath and closed my eyes. Apart from the lack of warmth in the snow, the only thing I could feel was Draco's lips—they had a hot temperature.Unlike everything else this winter.

Until the end of the whole kiss, I still feel a little bit in the clouds.

"I need a moment to react." Before Draco could recover, I threw myself into his arms.It's an amazing feeling.Draco's warm embrace brought me an indescribably reassuring feeling, and besides that, there was an aura that attracted me.

I think I can now fully describe what I'm going to smell when I'm confronted with a love potion.

"Draco?"

"Yeah." His hand slid down my hair.

"Thank you."

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