Lin An quickly said: "I have thought it through carefully. At least, if I can't be beaten, I can still run. Besides, you are here, I know you will tell the professors!"
She stretched out her hand and held Draco's white palm tightly.
He is only 11 years old, and his palms are still somewhat fleshy and feel good.
Anyone would respect and love such a friend who only has eyes for him, right?
On the dark brown velvet sofa, Draco was wearing a dark vest with the Hogwarts school badge on the left chest. The silver-green tie was carefully tucked into the vest.
At this moment, his face was particularly pale against the backdrop of light golden hair, but on his pale cheeks, there were two blushes caused by anger.
His pale lips are constantly outputting the resentment and dissatisfaction hidden deep in his heart:
"I know it! As long as Scarhead comes, no matter what kind of danger, you are willing to go!"
"You're even willing to fight a troll for him!"
"And that damn Scarhead! You are also a freshman, why - what are you looking at?!"
He finally came to his senses, and the eyes he was looking at Lin An seemed to contain a volcano.
"Are you distracted?" He sneered: "That's right, Slytherin's glory only needs to listen to the call of the savior."
Lin An finally came back to his senses, he was hesitating and evasive.
She couldn't answer Draco's question at all.
Because just now, she was distracted looking at Draco's angry yet cute face.
The two looked at each other, and for some reason, Draco's cheeks turned red all of a sudden, and even his ears were dyed a light pink.
He slammed Lin An's hand away as if he had been burned, and then jumped up from the sofa:
"Anyway, hero of Slytherin, you can hang out with your Potter!"
Then he rushed back to the dormitory angrily.
Lin An was sitting alone on the sofa, feeling sad at this moment - what should I do?
Draco was really angry.
At this moment, the balance in her heart was constantly swinging.
Reason told her that she should let Draco have a good sleep. Tomorrow, the young master might reconcile with her again.
But emotionally...
She didn't know why, but she thought of those tragic cases where she wanted her girlfriend to calm down and ended up being so cold that she broke up with her. At this moment, her heart trembled.
The next moment, she rushed directly to the boys' dormitory and knocked on the door:
"Draco, I seem to be feeling a little uncomfortable..."
There was no movement at all in the room.
Lin An ignored the curious freshmen around him and sighed softly: "That giant monster used that stick to smash the door! The ceiling was also broken. I was very scared at the time..."
She wasn't lying about that.
For people born in peaceful times, seeing a giant monster is enough to shock their souls, but they still have to escape death under his violence——
Even though she knew that the troll would not win, but...she was not a trio.
What's more, even if you know the ending, it's hard not to be afraid when facing a monster like that, right?
As Lin An talked, fear surged into his heart, and he gradually became unable to speak any more.
She stretched out her hand, and her two thin white palms were trembling slightly uncontrollably, as if they could not bear this excessively heavy fate.
With her courage and on-the-spot reaction, if she faced Voldemort one day, would she really have the courage to resist?
This confusion and loss were completely opposite to her previous pride and complacency, and almost destroyed her self-confidence.
At this moment, the door was opened, Draco stretched out his hand, grabbed Lin An's wrist, and then forcefully pulled her in.
I wrote this late at night, I am so diligent...
It’s not love yet. The love of an adult will not fall on a child so quickly...
