Harry Potter: Miss Malfoy

Chapter 165 Dance?

Confused, Draco turned back to Harry.

I noticed that the letter was no longer in my hand, and guessed that he had put it away in the pocket of his robe.

Harry's emerald eyes were staring at him intensely, his cheeks flushed beneath his glasses.

"Yeah...sorry."

Harry rarely stuttered in front of him because of shyness.

"For the first time, I feel the need to look you in the face."

"First time what... yeah!"

Before he could finish his words, he felt Harry's figure suddenly approaching him.

When I was pressed tightly against him, I realized that his body was tighter than I had imagined.

Draco was surrounded by Harry's scent and warmth, making his already hot body even softer.

When Harry put his hands behind his back,

Feeling his greed and reluctance, he would hug her to his chest from time to time.

I found that my feet were also moving in his embrace.

I realized it when I felt resistance on my back protected by his hands.

Harry hugged himself and pressed himself against the wall.

She was timid and helpless, and could only tremble uncontrollably.

Her hands huddled helplessly across her chest, and she grasped the front of Harry's robes tremblingly.

Not knowing what to do, he could only look up at Harry.

Helpless eyes whispered softly.

"This is so bad..."

He didn't think about his protest, but Harry's eyes flashed with a passion that frightened him.

Fortunately, it was immediately replaced by tenderness.

This was unfamiliar territory that Draco had never experienced before.

Hugging when meeting someone is a very familiar social etiquette.

But why do I feel like my whole body is melting when we hug each other now?

My heart was beating so fast that I might faint at any moment.

"Draco, I—"

Harry whispered in his ear.

My heart skipped a beat as I guessed what he might be going to say.

But Harry just stopped talking and hugged himself tighter, making it almost difficult for him to breathe.

She just endured the force of Harry's hug until she couldn't bear it anymore.

"Hah...Harry, it hurts a little..."

I just wanted to remind him that he could relax a little.

But when Harry heard it, he let go of himself as if he had been electrocuted.

He placed his hands gently on his shoulders and whispered an apology.

"I'm sorry, I just really want to hug you."

"I won't be angry."

She shyly repeated the words in her mind.

He remembered what Harry hadn't said and mustered up his courage.

"If you have anything else to say, I won't be angry."

Harry's face turned even redder, but he still couldn't speak.

Draco smiled gently, but he couldn't hide his disappointment in his heart.

"Well... congratulations on passing the first level."

"Goodnight, Harry."

Just as he was about to lift up his invisibility cloak, Harry grabbed himself as if he suddenly remembered something.

-

Seeing the disappointment in Draco's look when he looked back, Harry felt conflicted again.

Seeing Draco's excitement after the competition, and feeling her tenderness and softness in his arms,

He almost blurted out his increasingly certain feelings in recent days.

Fortunately, deep down, my secret determination to commit to her outweighed my impulsive emotions.

Before the first level, she appeared on the steps in front of the restaurant.

When I tried to show up in person to encourage him despite my shyness and put my trembling hands on my heart,

Harry had already made a silent promise in his heart to the always awkward girl.

He was going to win the Triwizard Tournament for her.

Then, after the final level is over, present the trophy to express your love.

Through the time we spent together at the World Cup and the letters we exchanged, I slowly came to terms with my feelings for her.

In addition to simple liking, there seems to be an unprecedented and indescribable feeling.

Therefore, we must take it seriously and not speak rashly.

Harry thought this in his mind, giving himself a deeper sense of mission.

He looked at Draco with a determined look. Compared to his momentary passion, there were more important tasks at the moment.

-

"Well, Professor McGonagall saw us in front of the dining hall."

"Ah! I...I should apologize to her..."

Draco's confusion was immediately replaced by embarrassment after Harry revealed the fact that he had been reluctant to think about today.

"Uh... Never mind, it's better to pretend that this never happened..."

"It's just that after the game, she came to remind me."

Harry said, and Draco obviously agreed deeply.

He didn't finish his words and took a deep breath.

"The fighter will be in charge of opening the dance at the Yule Ball."

This was actually understandable, but Harry's expression made Draco feel surprised.

"Don't you know how to dance?"

"Uh, yeah, so..."

Harry looked a little awkward and didn't know how to start.

Draco seemed to suddenly understand, and his face flushed again.

Finally, Harry spoke again.

"I wonder if I could trouble you, please—"

Then, they all rushed to speak at the same time.

"Of course you can..."

"Teach me to dance!"

"what?!"

"That's great! Thank you, Draco."

Harry looked completely relieved, but Draco looked stunned, his face turning blue and red.

"That...is all? Teaching you to dance?"

He questioned Harry somewhat against his temperament and etiquette, and gradually he felt the urge to bury himself alive.

But what I care more about is that it would be best if the man in front of me does not give any answer that would ruin the atmosphere.

Harry scratched his head, and Draco began to have a bad feeling and his eyes gradually narrowed.

"Yes, the most urgent thing is probably to just learn how to dance first."

"At least, don't embarrass anyone at the dance."

For some reason, Harry felt that with every word he said, a layer of frost seemed to cover Draco's eyes.

Until Harry spoke with a head full of questions.

"Um...what else did you want to promise?"

The moment the question came out, Draco's face suddenly turned cold.

"nothing."

"The day after tomorrow, after dinner, in the Potions classroom. Don't eat too much."

He said this in a cold tone and without caring about who might be passing by, he ripped open his invisibility cloak.

While Harry was gasping in amazement, Draco had already walked towards the Slytherin common room.

But after walking about ten steps, he quickly turned back, looking extremely unhappy.

"Potter!"

"I...I'm here, Miss Malfoy."

For some reason, the aura she exuded made me address her with honorifics.

Draco came up to him but said nothing.

Her cheeks were still rosy, but her eyes were full of anger.

He just stared at Harry, then stepped on him hard and left without looking back.