Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

Chapter 425 Who Should I Choose

"I didn't, don't accuse me!"

I pushed him toward the door.

Draco pointed to the dark circles under his eyes. "Like me, you didn't sleep all night, right?"

"No, I slept well yesterday."

I flatly denied it.

"Have you forgotten? You can't fool me."

His expression was gloomy and the strong emotions in his eyes frightened me.

He was also suppressing his desires.

"Go to class first, you're going to be late..." I turned my head away and stopped looking at him.

"Um……"

His hand was only a few centimeters away from me.

Finally, he pulled his hand back and did not put it on, "Wait until I come back..."

I stared at his bleak back.

Must the pain of our past lives be visited upon us now?

Is there any other choice?

"I heard from Draco that you took a day off today?"

Harry placed his packed lunch on the dining table.

I opened the door for him in my pajamas.

The familiar black hair and blue eyes, the original innocence and cheerfulness were replaced by gloomy and steady.

The scene of his arm finally falling was repeated countless times for the rest of my life.

"Aurora?"

He raised his arms high, looking uncomfortable with my sudden closeness.

"Draco bullied you?"

He patted my shoulder stiffly.

"not him……"

"What's going on? I feel like there's something wrong with you and Draco..."

He led me to the couch and tapped on the table, revealing two cups of hot chocolate.

The air also began to be filled with the sweet scent of chocolate.

I held the cup and stared at the rising white mist, my eyes felt sore.

Unlike elves, it is difficult for humans to awaken memories of past lives.

I can't share this forgotten memory with him.

I rested my head on his shoulder.

Feeling his breath enveloping me.

He found a blanket and covered us both.

"I brought my notes..." He realized belatedly that he was leaning against me, and waved his wand, saying, "Fly my notes here!"

"What? Am I such a nerd? Are notes more important than you?"

I teased.

He was a little surprised by my reaction: "Of course...you are more important..."

His face turned red in an instant.

I looked at him leisurely.

He looked so adorable when he was at a loss.

I silently told myself that the Harry in my previous life could not be equated with the man in front of me.

Even though they all had an unusual fondness for me.

The same goes for Draco and Legolas...

My expression darkened.

Flirting with Harry made me feel a little guilty towards Draco.

"Then Senior Potter, can you explain to me what today's class is about?"

"my pleasure."

He was delighted.

He, whom I had always deliberately ignored, became so happy just because of a few words from me.

My nose is sore and my eyes are swollen.

I am like a bad woman who attracts all kinds of people. I look at what is in my sight and eat what is in the pot.

This overturned the values ​​I had held for more than a decade.

I can't convince myself to accept the kindness of either party.

Unless I really understand where I belong in my heart.

I cannot confuse gratitude with love...

When Draco returned to the dormitory, what he saw was the scene of Harry and I discussing and studying.

The two also shared a thin Slytherin blanket, covering their legs.

"Aurora, you haven't fully recovered yet, don't overwork yourself..."

He looked suggestively at Harry.