The Fate of Harry Potter

The moment he slid down from the broom, Nateya was mentally prepared to have a close contact with the ground, but in the end she felt a hug that held herself tightly.

He opened his eyes in panic, and Draco's concerning eyes were met.

"How do you feel, did you hurt me?" Draco's voice was trembling with a hint of uncontrollable tremor.

Nydya looked at Draco blankly, and her emotions were rolling in turmoil. She opened her mouth to want to say something, but before she could make any sound, the other Gryffindor players had already rushed over and they surrounded Nydya to ask about the situation.

After confirming that Netiya was fine, Draco picked up the broom on the ground and walked towards Slytherin's locker room.

"Do you know what's wrong with you? We lost the game because of your stupid behavior?" As soon as Draco walked into the locker room, Slytherin's captain Flint rushed over and cursed at him.

"If you don't choose to hit Nitya, maybe we won't lose the game." Draco narrowed his eyes and looked at Flint.

"I tell you, I will not let anyone who dares to stop me from winning the game," Flint said viciously.

"I will tell you too, I will not let anyone who dares to hurt Nitya go." Draco's tone was also very rude.

"Are you threatening me?" Flint said disdainfully, "What's so great about you? It's not your dad. If it weren't for your dad, what would you be like?"

"Yes, but so what? Are you envious? I can rely on my dad?" Draco snorted softly, "You want to win the championship so much, just because you want to have hope of joining the Wimbledon Hornets after graduation? Coincidentally, my dad happened to have a good relationship with the Hornets coach. I think I can ask my dad to help you convey the various outstanding performances you performed during the game to him."

"You" Flint roared angrily, "You were fired by the team."

Draco shrugged indifferently and then went to change his clothes, ignoring Flint.

After coming out of the player's locker room, Istercaro was leaning against the door, holding his hands in front of his chest. He seemed to be waiting for Draco. When he saw him coming out, he said to him, "Beautiful job."

"Congratulations, it's yours to find the player," Draco said to him coldly, and walked past him.

After winning the Quidditch championship, the entire Gryffindor Academy was settled in a joyful atmosphere, and the carnival would continue until the evening. The huge Quidditch trophy was held high in the common room and passed on to each other. Fred and George kept shouting that we had won the championship, and Wood's eyes were constantly wet with joy.

Nateya may be the only one who couldn't be happy about her first win in this game, she kept thinking about Draco's situation, how he did he get to hurt himself or not even have time to say thank you.

"Are you thinking about Malfoy?" Harry asked, looking at Nitya with a worried face.

Niteya nodded, "I'm a little worried about his situation."

Harry was silent for a while, then said, "If you are really worried, you can go find him."

"But I can't enter Slytherin." Nateya suddenly remembered something, and then looked at Harry expectantly, "Harry Invisible Clothes"

"Are you going to sneak into Slytherin's lounge?" Harry looked at Niteya in surprise.

"I've actually been there once," Niteya said embarrassedly.

"You've been there" Harry recalled, "It was the day when he played against Ravenclaw."

"Um."

"It's not that I don't want to lend you, but the Invisibility Cloak is not in my hands now." Harry said with some embarrassment. "I left it in the passage of the One-Eyed Witch when I returned from Hogsmeade Village last time."

"One-eyed Witch Passage" Niteya didn't know the existence of this pass.

"For the spell, it is a separation of left and right."

Natea looked at Harry gratefully, thanked him softly, and walked through the carnival crowd and left the common room through the portrait.

"Why don't you tell her?" Hermione walked over to Harry and asked quietly.

"Say what?" Harry looked at Hermione who suddenly appeared in confusion.

"Of course it's your intention, why don't you tell her?" Hermione looked at Harry incomprehensible.

Harry turned his head aside with his eyes flashing, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"I'm not as dull as Ron. Every time you look at Nitya, the look you look at Nitya is obvious. But I don't understand why you haven't told her. You even borrow the invisible cloak and ask her to find Malfoy."

"I don't." Harry wanted to continue to deny it, but he found that he could not hide it from Hermione. "Okay, I'm really about Natea. It's just that if you notice it, in Natea's eyes, there's only Malfoy from beginning to end."

"If you said it, it might be different. Natea has always been very concerned about you. You can fight for it." Selfishly, Hermione doesn't like Draco very much, although he is not as bad as before.

"No, she really cares about me. I have guessed it before, but that feeling is different from her to Malfoy, and" Harry paused for a moment, and said again with some difficulty, "In the morning game, he chose Nitea without hesitation between the game and Nitea. In fact, the distance between us at that time was even more likely to catch the Golden Snitch."

"Oh," Hermione sighed softly.

Although everyone doesn't know why, it can be seen that the relationship between Nitya and Draco has been very stiff recently. Harry once had the possibility of hope that he might have, but at the moment when Nitya fell, Draco immediately changed direction. Such a decisive choice made Harry feel inferior.

After getting the invisible cloak, Nateya waited for a while at the door of the Slytherin common room before waiting for someone to come in and out.

Unlike the bustling public lounge in Gryffindor, Slytherin seems much deserted, with only a few people sitting quietly reading the book or writing homework. Even if there are one or two chatting people, the voice is very small. This has brought some convenience to Nydia, so there is no need to worry about whom she will bump into.

Gently pushing open the door of Draco's dormitory, Netiya walked in sideways, then looked around. There were only four people in the dormitory, and Brace seemed to be asleep. Gole and Crab were sitting on the same bed, stuffing the cauldron cake into their mouths while fiddling with an unknown trick. The residue of the cake fell all over the bed.

Draco sat in front of the glass that was exposed to the bottom of the Black Lake, holding his hands in his chest, closing his eyes to rest.

Nateya walked to Draco and called Draco softly at a volume that only two could hear.

Draco opened his eyes in surprise and looked beside him, but found that no one was there.

"It's me, Draco, I'm wearing an invisible cloak," Nitea whispered.

"What?" Draco looked nervously at the source of the voice, "Nitia is a boy's dormitory here."

Draco was so excited that he could not suppress his voice. His words attracted the attention of Breth, who had just woken up, and he rubbed his eyes.

"What are you talking to yourself, Natea Draco, what are you talking to yourself?" Brace sat up from the bed, the quilt that was originally covered slid down, and his naked upper body showed.

"Hurry up and put on my clothes." Draco shouted anxiously at Breth.

"What" Brace looked at Draco inexplicably, "Why?"

"Hurry up" Draco urged again.

Breth still didn't take action, sitting naked and looking at Draco with no idea of ​​his actions.

"Damn it," Draco cursed, and then whispered to Nitya beside him, "Come out with me, hurry up."

"Where are you going?" Brace looked at Draco who was walking out quickly with a puzzled look on his face, then looked down at his body, "It's because I don't wear a top."

Draco ignored Breth's question, left the dormitory with a serious look on his face, then walked through the stone door, and came to the public lounge. After Netiya came out of the invisible clothes, she came out of the invisible clothes after following her out of the lounge.

"I didn't see anything." Natea pressed her head low, her face already flushed.

"You" Draco felt angry, but he was helpless, and finally he could only suppress his anger and scolded him, "Nitia, as a girl, do you think it's appropriate to run to the boy's dormitory at night?"

"I want to see how you are." I was determined to know about Draco's situation, but Nateya really didn't think too much about it, and she didn't expect to encounter such a situation.

Draco was stunned, his tone calmed down, "I'm fine, are you here just for this?"

"Well, there is something happening today, thank you." Niteya was looking forward to Draco asking himself something. Now, as long as Draco asks, he will tell him.

"Is that all?" Draco felt a little disappointed, and the two stood in front of each other and remained silent for a while. "You go back early and wait until the lights are out."

Nitea looked up at Draco in surprise, and then said with a lonely expression, "Okay, I'll go back first."

"Nitia" Draco suddenly called out again to Nitia who was about to leave.

"What" Niteya immediately looked at Draco expectantly.

"That" Draco hesitated for a long time, and finally shook his head and said, "No good night."

"Good night"

Natea dragged her heavy steps and slowly walked towards the direction of her academy. Draco kept standing there watching Natea leave, and the bracelet in her hand still couldn't muster up the courage to return it to her.