Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 225: Prelude to the Prom
After the Gryffindor students had left, Snape cleared his throat and said in a very quick, unsentimental tone:
"The Christmas ball is coming-this is a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament and a great opportunity for us to socialize with foreign guests. That’s the case, the ball is only open to students over the fourth grade-but if If you want, you can invite a junior student—"
"Put on your gowns and gowns. The prom will be held in the auditorium at eight o'clock in the evening on Christmas, and will end at midnight." Snape continued.
"Okay, these are the content I want to relay. Apart from that, don’t ask me any other information about the prom. I think Professor McGonagall, the vice president, can give you a more complete answer. She is more positive about this. "The expression on Snape's face was extremely cold, as if he was not interested in the prom, or even disgusted.
"Prom?" Pansy's eyes lit up suddenly. Like her, the other Slytherin girls also began to show excitement at this time. Even though Snape was still on stage, she whispered on the spot. The discussion started, but the difference was that the light in the former's eyes quickly dimmed, and he put his head on his arms at the table, staring at the back of the student in front, silently in a daze.
Her leg injury could not support her to complete a dance. Then Pansy straightened her back and looked at Malfoy pitifully, but the latter could only smile helplessly at her.
"That's right." Snape said suddenly, "Mr. Malfoy, as a warrior, you must have a partner. I hope you can prepare early. I don't want to see the warrior of the academy like a lonely man at the ball. ."
Malfoy clearly saw Pansy's face becoming paler.
"It's just a dance partner." She kept comforting herself in her heart, but this scene had already emerged in her mind. In the center of the dance floor, Malfoy was wearing a well-made black dress with a white shirt on the neckline, full of Gentlemanly, with his arms around the waist of a beautiful girl in the same gorgeous costume, tacitly following the melodious music, dancing his body to the beat, the eyes of the two exchanged from time to time, as if they were flirting.
Then the girl froze in the dance pose for a moment, her soft body lifted up lightly, her silver waist-length hair scattered, and at the same time she turned her head away and provoked her like a demonstration. With a smile, he straightened his body forward, as if he would touch the chest of the boy in front of him at any time.
Only then did Pansy see the girl's face clearly. It was the person who threatened the most in her heart-Fleur Delacour.
She was showing her white teeth, smiling brightly, and staring affectionately at the boy in front of her. Her eyes were watery, looking breathtaking.
"What do you think?" Malfoy reached out and shook it before Pansy's eyes, trying to draw her attention, and Pansy returned to reality from his fantasy.
"Nothing." Pansy turned his head to the other side, rubbed the corner of his eyes, and muttered, not wanting Malfoy to see his current expression.
Malfoy felt that he had guessed some of Pansy's thoughts, but there was no solution at all.
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"Does Draco have a partner now?" At the door of the Slytherin lounge, a girl from Ravenclaw asked Pansy shyly, so that the girls are not one or two. After the deans had notified the news about the Christmas ball, the atmosphere of the whole school suddenly became ambiguous.
The tension between the academies before has also eased a lot. In the first game, the spectators clearly knew that the Warriors were really not a good job. The emotion of admiration began to rise, and they became jealous. The emotions faded.
For example, the ungirl students of Ravenclaw thought Malfoy was very attractive, and he used transfiguration flexibly in the game, which seemed to be easy to do. In the end, he showed the power of knowledge. The fire dragon "rebelled" if he was not bloody. , Turn to attack other places.
So many female students among them chose to let go of their prejudices and invite this warrior.
However, under the strict guard of a certain small vinegar, they were all rejected.
"Sorry, Draco doesn't like girls with glasses." A girl with braids and **** glasses ran away crying.
"Sorry, Draco doesn't like girls younger than her, because he thinks it's naive to associate with such girls. When you grow up...oh no, you won't have a chance in your life."
Another girl ran away with tears.
"Sorry, Draco doesn't like girls older than her..."
Just when Pansy started rejecting a girl for Malfoy again, she only felt her head being patted from behind, then her body trembled slightly, and she slowly sorted it out. The expression on his face showed an aggrieved look, and he turned around.
Sure enough, Malfoy was looking at her quietly.
"According to your statement, with so many options excluded, I only think that I like men now. Also, I don't know when I have a new spokesperson." Malfoy looked helplessly. Pansy said with a twitching corner of his mouth. He didn't know that he had so many "taboos" after just staying in the library for one morning.
"Yes! Go and invite a man to be your dance partner, so that everyone's eyes will fall off~IndoMTL.com~ Pansy said expectantly.
"Okay, I'll apologize to them later." Seeing Malfoy's eyes gradually cool down, Pansy gradually lost his words. Reluctantly don't turn around, and whispered: "I just want to help you choose a better partner."
Unfortunately, the sourness in this sentence made her unwilling to believe the truthfulness of her sentence.
"Thank you so much. As long as you don't do anything, it's a great help." Malfoy said with a raised eyebrow.
Pansy's injury is not enough to support her to participate in the prom. After all, she has difficulty walking now, otherwise Malfoy would not mind satisfying the little wish of a girl.
She lowered her head in frustration, and slumped on the table in a daze, as if she had suffered a huge blow.
"Will you invite that girl from Boothbatten?" Pansy asked suddenly.
"No." Malfoy replied briefly. His words made Pansy feel better, but in a blink of an eye she sank again. "Then she will definitely invite you, too." She muttered to herself. Said.