Harry Potter: Miss Malfoy

Chapter 244 The Future We Will Face

Preface: Because the accumulated red envelopes and gifts in the past two days have reached 100, I will add one more chapter! The next chapter is still 97.3 away! (Don't do it! Tomato)

"So? What happened yesterday? You slept so soundly, it looked like something good happened, right?"

Draco had just opened his eyes when Pansy was already lying on her side in front of him with a smug smile on her face.

The expectation in the smile pierced him like the morning sun. Draco blinked a little harder, turned sideways gently, buried his face in the pillow, and didn't want to say anything more for the time being.

My body was still aching and I was still tired from last night.

"Could it be... Did they quarrel again?"

She felt someone's hands gently caressing her back, and heard Daphne's hesitant voice.

Knowing that he could not escape Daphne's careful observation, he simply sank into the pillow without saying a word.

Letting her soft palm slide down my back seemed to relieve some of my fatigue.

I didn't realize that behind me, Pansy and Daphne were exchanging worried glances. "I thought they would make up..."

Draco sniffed the soothing scent beside the pillow and slowly recounted what happened last night.

Including why Harry was angry for no reason and why he couldn't control his irritability...

Unconsciously, Daphne's hands stopped soothing.

Draco slowly got up and found that Pansy had also stood away from the bed and was pacing around the room anxiously.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Daphne's gentle face slightly frowned, Draco asked with some trepidation in his heart.

Daphne shook her head, still frowning. After a moment, she slowly said, "I thought you would ask him if something happened. Why did he become a different person when school started?"

There was no harsh tone in her voice, but Draco knew in his heart that this was Daphne's subtle hint to him, as if she had not thought about Harry's sudden change in the chaos of last night.

"I... just hope he won't be so fierce..."

The long-awaited deep sleep made Draco feel much calmer.

Thinking back to the argument of the previous night, she could only bite her lip lightly, feeling confused and regretful in her heart.

Seeing Draco's expression, Pansy sat back on the bed, looked at herself, and said decisively: "It's better to take a break. It's not your problem. We could have talked it over after we made peace. Who told him to lose his temper again?"

Listening to Pansy's tone of solidarity as she tried to excuse herself, Draco smiled guiltily.

Pansy was about to say something else, but she seemed to see Daphne's lips move slightly. Pansy stopped talking and looked at her, who was always quiet and elegant, with Draco.

"I just think that maybe we don't have to rush to think like that."

Being stared at by the two men, Daphne hesitated, then spoke softly but firmly.

"If we decide now that we will separate, wouldn't it be unfair to us while we are still together?"

Gentle thoughts rippled in Draco's clear silver-gray pupils.

While Draco was still hesitating, Pansy hesitated to speak, revealing the fear that she dared not think about too much.

"As long as that person is still alive, it feels like there will always be many crises in the future, especially..."

Pansy suddenly stopped talking, unwilling to speak out the shadow hanging in Draco's heart.

But even so, the three best friends were well aware of Pansy's unspoken concerns.

When Voldemort was fully prepared and officially began his journey to rule the wizarding world, how could the Malfoy family, who were deeply involved in Voldemort's camp, stay out of it?

And as an orphan of the Malfoy family, how could I continue to maintain such a precarious relationship with Harry?

Daphne looked at Pansy, suddenly let out a long sigh, and gently took Pansy and Draco's hands.

They both understood what Pansy was worried about, and also understood that this was why Draco kept trying to escape.

The dark clouds in the future were as heavy as suffocating black smoke that could blow in at any time, and everyone could only stare blankly at the danger that was within reach.

Helplessness comes only from being unable to stop it.

Draco's cheek was suddenly pinched hard by Pansy.

"Come on! Spirit! I don't like being so gloomy all the time!"

She was forced to puff out her lips under Pansy's kneading, and she kept clapping her hands in protest. She looked at Daphne for help, but found that she was just smiling as she watched Pansy stretch out her claws.

While struggling, I saw Pansy coming closer to me. I thought she had come up with some new way to play, and I was a little hesitant, but then I realized that her bright eyes were serious.

"We'll be with you no matter what."

As soon as she finished speaking, she pushed Draco into Daphne's arms.

Daphne and Draco exclaimed, which then turned into sweet laughter that echoed in the dormitory behind the pentagonal windowsill.

On the windowsill, the stars twinkled in the magical night sky that let light into the cellar.