[HP] Time Corner

Chapter 16 Ferret

"Get out of the way—" Draco's heart was pounding in his throat, and his voice changed tune in fright.

Therefore, Draco was sincerely relieved when he saw Moody's ugly face suddenly appearing beside Potter, pulling Harry out of the range of the spell.But, after realizing - oops, Moody's wand was pointed at him, Draco was messed up in the wind, wouldn't it be... huh?

Unfortunately, reality played out in Draco's reluctance.

With a bang, Draco could no longer control his body!Then a hoarse roar echoed in the hall.

"Oh, don't do this, boy! Attacking classmates with jinxes?!"

A snow-white ferret appeared just now where Malfoy was sitting, and there was a book lying alone on the grass, and Moody pointed at it with a wand in his hand, and his normal eye was burning. Angry flames.Draco Malfoy? — ferret! !Harry's mouth opened uncontrollably.

There was an eerie silence under the trees.Moody turned to look at Harry with one normal eye, the other sunk into his head.

"Did he hurt you?" Moody's voice was tinged with undisguised anger.

"No, thank you Professor." Harry said gratefully, but also a little embarrassed, "But Professor, you shouldn't—"

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the ferret raise its forelimb in doubt, and then his facial features were almost wrinkled together, with a look of shame and anger, and he was not at all happy.

——He shouldn't have sneaked behind Malfoy. Although Malfoy almost hurt him this time, he didn't mean it, let alone reminded him!

"T-professor," Harry stammered, "no--none of his business, it's me--I showed up too suddenly."

"I saw it with my own eyes!" roared Moody frantically, and pointed his wand again at the ferret, who rose ten feet in the air, fell to the ground with a thud, and went up again.Draco could hardly restrain his screams in pain, it was too much, even more than before, he must be blue all over his body! "Moody" - he definitely remembers him! ! !

"I don't like betrayed people," Moody said in a whisper, as the ferret jumped higher and higher. "This is the most dirty, despicable, and cowardly thing to do... Malfoy, traitor ..." The last few words floated into the air.

"Never-don't-do-do-" Moody said, uttering a word every time the ferret dropped to the flagstones and jumped up again.

"Professor Moody!" Harry couldn't hold back anymore, he rushed over, grabbed the ferret that fell to the ground into his arms, and said angrily, "Professor Moody, professors shouldn't punish students like this, And as I said, this matter has nothing to do with him, you are too much!"

Harry hugged Draco angrily and ran away.

Draco, who had just been thrown up and down, was exhausted at this moment.He nestled sleepily in the warm embrace of the savior, the tip of his nose was surrounded by the faint scent of soap locust, and Harry's strong heartbeat lingered in his ears.He didn't make a sound, and soon a wave of tiredness came over him, and he fell into a deep sleep—he has been feeling tense recently, and today he has been struggling a lot, and he is really tired.

Harry hurriedly walked in the corridor, the wide hem of the robe completely wrapped the ferret - Harry knew how much that guy cherished his image.

——Go to Professor McGonagall, Malfoy is definitely not willing;

——Go to Professor Snape, forget it, he doesn't want to be sprayed with venom;

——Then, when the time limit of the spell has passed, the Forced Transfiguration Charm doesn't seem to last for too long.

Harry finally made a decision, but the little thing that was still wriggling in his arms just now didn't move at all, couldn't it be suffocated? !Harry carefully opened the corner of his robe, quite dumbfounded—the little thing's chest rose and fell gently and regularly, and he was actually asleep.The sleeping appearance is particularly well-behaved, and there is no trace of its previous fierce temperament.

what to do?Where are you taking him?Take it back to the Gryffindor dormitory, what if the effect of the spell is suddenly lifted?Malfoy appeared on his bed, he would definitely be read to death by Ron!

Harry hugged the ferret and hurried around in the corridor, looking for a place quickly, looking for a place quickly.Suddenly—the hallway seemed to melt.A door opened, Harry pushed it curiously, and the door opened. Inside was a huge room decorated in half gold red, half silver green, which looked like a common room.Harry breathed a sigh of relief, looked around, saw no one, rushed in, and the door disappeared behind him.

Harry sat down on the golden-red sofa, calming his somewhat too rapid heartbeat.After a long time, he carried it to the Slytherin-style sofa, leaned forward, and prepared to put the ferret in his arms on the silver-green sofa, only to find that the sleeping little guy was still clinging to it. with his skirt.

Feeling helpless, Harry drew his wand out of his robes, pointed at him, and read, "Let your strength loose."

The little guy let go of his paws, but still didn't wake up, just wrinkled his nose slightly.Harry smiled, and pulled a blanket over him, "We've already missed dinner, I'll go get something to eat, you don't want to be hungry all the time, do you?"

When he entered again, Harry was almost stunned.

The decorations are still those decorations, but who can tell him that it is—who?

Draco Malfoy?

The blanket had already slipped to the ground, and the shiny figure was leaning on the silver-green sofa at this moment, with the platinum-blond head resting on the sofa elbow, and the long hair that glittered with silver light snaked to the ground. Exquisite like the elf prince described in fairy tales, with pointed ears, tightly pursed lips, and closed eyes, the whole person looks tired and fragile.

Then I saw his cicada-like eyelashes trembling slightly——

He-he-he woke up.It was as if starlight all over the sky suddenly converged into those eyes, and Harry stared blankly.

"You're back."

Harry was so startled that he dropped his snack.

Harry lowered his head to pick it up, but Draco hurried to pick it up, only to hear a bang, and the two collided. "Oh, Malfoy, you did it on purpose!" Harry rubbed his nose in pain.

"Sorry, are you okay?" Draco asked.

"You—" Harry really couldn't accept it, Merlin, where did this warm and handsome Draco Malfoy come from? !

"How did you become like this?"

"What does it look like?" Draco wondered, and then saw his own appearance from those wide-open green eyes, and couldn't help but understand the reason for Harry's gaffe just now.

"What? Are you satisfied with what you saw?" After a momentary gaffe, Draco resumed his tone of a beating little bastard.

"What... what?" Harry almost bit his tongue.

"Didn't you just look crazy at my appearance? Potter, don't you admit it now?"

"You, you, you—" Harry was speechless, he admitted that he was indeed bewitched just now, but... But Malfoy is not like this usually, is it a side effect of Professor Moody's spell?But the side effects shouldn’t make people more beautiful. Draco is even more deceptive than Veela now. The Malfoy family’s appearance was enough to show off, but now...

Harry tried to suppress the uncomfortable feeling rising in his heart.

"How did you become like this?" Harry said in a bad tone.

"Naturally—the influence of a partner."

"Mate? What is—" Harry was stunned, what was he doing, what business did Malfoy find a mate?Although it is indeed very uncomfortable to say! ! !

Here, Draco was keenly aware of the jealousy in Harry's tone - still not admitting it?

Malfoy had suffered enough awkward losses in his previous life, and now——I saw him holding the snack in one hand, while the other hand wrapped around the boy's waist, and blocked the man's soft lips.

What is he doing?

Harry, who came to his senses, retreated quickly. There was no support behind him. He sat on the ground and looked up blankly. If the last kiss was a humiliation, why this time?

"I like you, Harry." Draco's voice was not loud but tender.

Three seconds later, the blushing Harry did the only thing he could do - he ran away, ran back to the tower and slipped into the dormitory and slipped into his bed.

The platinum-haired boy straightened the corner of his clothes. Harry was not angry this time, nor did he scold him again. These two points alone were enough to let him know that Harry was gradually facing up to his feelings for him.

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(*^__^*) Confession, confession~~~~