harry potter book of crimes

While almost everyone was watching the game with excitement, only one person kept staring at his hands, looking absent-minded from the beginning to now.

And that person was naturally Pansy Parkinson sitting in the Slytherin stands.

It is worth mentioning that even though she had no intention of caring about anything else during today's game, Malfoy still happened to sit in the seat behind her.

If it had been in the past, she might have noticed it before she even sat down, right?

However, the family's gloom, her brother's downfall, her own fate, and of course the Muggle hangman's face when he died tragically in front of her... were all entangled together, turning into a pair of terrifying claws that clenched tightly.

Holding onto her increasingly fragile heart.

These alone were enough for her to be immersed in trembling all day long, not to mention the further catalyst from Namaka McClain last night.

Right now, she had no time to care about him.

But at this moment, a white palm gently patted her shoulder and told her a truth - some opportunities may only stay away when you try your best to chase them, but inadvertently, they will come to you.

Come to your side.

"Pansy, come here with me."

…

It has been a long time since the last time Maka and Snape went to Malfoy's house for a "home visit".

And it was at that time that, with Maka's help, Draco's life gradually returned to normal after getting rid of the big trouble Voldemort secretly left for him before his death.

Without that strange power that he got out of thin air, Draco became an ordinary Slytherin student again. Although he had stayed a grade before, with his academic performance, he could get a grade in this year's O.W.Ls exam.

A more perfect result.

To be honest, apart from the obvious decline in family power compared to before, everything has actually passed without any notice.

After a period of recuperation, Draco returned to Hogwarts and remained as low-key as in recent years.

After all, for him, studying steadily and preparing to take over the Malfoy family in the future is more important than anything else.

Don't get into any more trouble - everyone in the Malfoy family, including his father who is still nominally serving time in Azkaban, thinks so.

Of course, his temper probably couldn't be completely changed. Occasionally, everyone would still see him and Ron quarreling, and then taunting each other with cold words.

Today, Draco is not very interested in the Quidditch Cup match between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw.

He did like this sport in the past because it was popular enough and popular enough. But now, he prefers to learn more knowledge in the library, common room, or simply his own dormitory.

If he wants to repair all the damage suffered by the Malfoy family so far, he, the future head of the family, will definitely need to make more efforts.

But just as he was casually watching the players flying around on the field and silently thinking about a theoretical question about potions in his mind, the familiar yet unfamiliar figure in front of him suddenly attracted his attention.

past.

"Is it Pansy?"

Draco took a few casual glances and quickly determined the identity of the other person from the neatly combed hairstyle.

To say that he and Pansy actually grew up together - there were many activities in the pure-blood wizard family. When he was a child, his father would often take him to attend dinners, dances, afternoon tea, etc.

Various formal or informal high-end gatherings.

In those activities, children of his age are naturally indispensable.

Boys born in pure-blood families need to develop communication skills from an early age, while for girls, their parents want them to be exposed in front of their peers as early as possible.

In today's era, the gradual decline and decline of pure blood requires families to combine with each other. In order to maintain the purity of blood, marriage has long been an inevitable choice.

And it was during those chaotic gatherings one after another that Draco and Pansy met very frequently because the Malfoy family and the Parkinson family had always had a good relationship.

It's a pity that he never liked this girl who was as mean as her brother.

Yes, even later, Pansy Parkinson's behavior in front of him gradually became much more submissive. But he had seen her true nature for a long time, but he didn't bother to talk to her at all.

However, the back figure he saw while sitting in the stands made Draco feel a little inexplicable.

"Hmm..." Draco frowned slightly and thought to himself, a little puzzled, "What happened to her?"

In fact, he felt a heaviness from Pansy's back. And he had experienced that majestic pressure more than once in the past, as if it was going to destroy his whole body, right?

"Could it be that... it's related to that guy named Haierbo?"

Voldemort's "gift" almost cost him his life - if Maka hadn't been magnanimous, not only did he not wipe out the evil self, but also rescued him from the extremely terrifying abyss.

It is absolutely impossible to sit on a high platform and watch a Quidditch match like this again.

And Pansy's back at this time is so similar to the period when he was oppressed by Voldemort's power and struggled painfully on the edge of good and evil!

After a moment of thinking and a moment of recollection, Draco subconsciously reached out to the shoulder that was within reach in front of him and patted it gently.

After just a brief contact, he noticed a suppressed tremor from that shoulder.

Pansy seemed very dull. A few seconds after Draco patted her, she turned around with a confused expression and glanced at Draco blankly.

As for Draco, when he realized what he had done, he couldn't help but feel a little helpless about his behavior just now.

Really, what happened to Pansy Parkinson, and does it have anything to do with him? Not to mention, he was still speculating just now that the other party was most likely to have been involved in the confrontation between Maca and Haierbo.

It's best not to get involved in something like this, let alone escape unscathed after getting involved - in this regard, his unlucky father Lucius Malfoy is undoubtedly the best example.

.

But then, Draco still frowned and tilted his head towards the stairs of the stands.

"Pansy, come here with me!"

Miss Parkinson, who was looking at a loss, followed Draco, stood up and walked towards the stairs, but Maka, who was diagonally across the court, happened to catch a glimpse of them leaving.

No, it actually can't be said to be "just right". After all, he has been paying attention to Pansy's appearance from time to time since breakfast today.

When she saw Malfoy calling her to the stairs, Maka was a little surprised at first, but soon she nodded secretly as if she had figured it out.

But when he saw him smiling and looking away again, he continued to look up at Hermione and Luna who were still chasing each other, but he couldn't help but mutter to himself in his heart:

"Maybe Professor Snape will be less worried this time!"

…

"Draco, what's wrong with you?"

In the wooden stairwell built with magic under the high platform, the two of them were facing each other, standing behind the Slytherin hanging hanging from the stands.

Now, Pansy's expression, which had been tense from night to just now, finally showed a trace of relaxation.

She didn't notice the other person's existence before, naturally it was just because she was under too much pressure and no longer had the energy to think about those romantic matters.

But when Malfoy came to see her in person, she couldn't help but feel a little more happy.

Looking at the heaviness on Pansy's face that had not yet faded away, Malfoy shook his head and suddenly said bluntly:

"Pansy, you like me, don't you?"

"Uh...ah?"

Miss Parkinson never expected that this would be the first thing the other person said after he came out.

But... of course, as a girl, Pansy would not be as coy as other girls. Even if she had not said it before, since Malfoy asked so straightforwardly, she also responded decisively.

nodded.

"Yes," she said, "Draco, I like you—I've liked you since a very early age!"

When Malfoy heard this, he didn't give any expression.

It was as if he just wanted to confirm this question. After getting the answer he wanted, he continued:

"Then, if I want to ask you something, you will definitely be willing to tell me, right?"

As he was speaking, he paused briefly and then added:

"You know, all I want to hear is the 'truth'."

"Ask me something?" Pansy nodded hesitantly again, "Just ask! I'll tell you... Well, no, let me think about it again."

Only halfway through her words, she suddenly changed her words.

Perhaps it was the serious and heavy expression on Malfoy's face that made Pansy naturally think of the things that were bothering her just now.

Not to mention anything else, at least what she encountered this time, she felt that she definitely couldn't talk about it.

Yes, even though the person who was about to ask her questions at this moment was Draco Malfoy, whom she truly loved.

However, after Malfoy heard this, he frowned and said:

"Don't you want to talk about it? Hmm...is it related to Haierbo and McClain?"

"How did you know-"

As soon as she said these words, Pansy immediately regretted it - if Malfoy was just trying to trick her, but she was not sure at all, then wouldn't she be asking for it?

But Malfoy followed closely and said:

"Is it difficult to guess this? Isn't it the biggest thing in the magic world right now? What's more, just looking at your state these days..."

"Is this so obvious?"

Pansy quickly touched her cheek. (To be continued)