HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

Percy looked at her steadily, and Aphra looked directly into his eyes.

"It's a pity that I couldn't dance with you today. He seems to be very popular with girls."

"..." Avro coughed twice guiltily, "It's not too late now."

"You don't even have the right shoes," Percy reminded her.

"But I think I'm dressed appropriately. Does it look good?" Avro asked with a wink.

Percy nodded, "It looks good."

"Like it?"

"I like it," Percy said frankly.

Avro was also stunned. No, according to his character, he would definitely not be able to hold back a sentence for a long time.

Caught off guard, but a little excited.

She sat up and raised an eyebrow.

"I like you too." Avro reached out and touched his face, tracing his facial features with her fingers.

Percy has always seen that everyone likes Aphra, but no one will agree to it. This was probably the reason why Olive had been depressed for so many days; Digory probably couldn't accept breaking up with her either.

"But you still like Oliver, and you still like Diggory." Percy added kindly.

"Yeah," Avro pouted. When she heard these two names, she became angry, "So what? I like as many as I want."

Percy touched her head and ruffled her blond hair, "Okay, you can do whatever you want."

"Can I kiss you?" Avro asked arrogantly.

"..." Percy lowered his eyes, "Of course, this is my honor."

Avro fell into his arms, Percy's back hit the steps, and he groaned in pain.

Avro said "Oops" and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Percy pushed himself up and the two of them got closer.

She smiled, her cheeks flushed.

"Drinking again, little drunkard." Only then did Percy smell the faint smell of alcohol.

"Have a drink and enjoy yourself." Avro asked casually, "Where to start?"

Simple words are the most attractive.

Percy couldn't resist.

Avro mumbled twice, but before she could make up her mind, she felt a spin. She was in the lower position, her head and waist were protected by Percy's big hands, and Percy's lips pressed against hers. The two of them savored each other's taste.

Avro closed her eyes, because the steps were not comfortable, she twisted a few times dissatisfiedly, and made a squeaking sound from her mouth.

Percy tried his best to endure something. The passionate and lingering kiss ended, and he quickly separated from Aphra.

"It's too late, why don't you go back first?" Percy looked away. He was wrong. He thought he could hold it back.

"Hey, you can't do it?" Avro asked teasingly, well, he's still the same person.

Percy exhaled and shook his head, "It's not your fault. You have to go back to sleep now."

"There is no curfew today." Avro said beguilingly, "You can go back anytime you want."

She cupped Percy's face and admired his flushed cheeks with satisfaction, his lips were red and swollen, and his hair was messy.

"I'll take you back." Percy calmed down and held her hot wrist.

Avro smacked her lips, "You are so boring."

Percy was quite helpless. After all, he was not provoked by her and just turned a deaf ear. "Can you walk? Does your foot still hurt? It's quite far from the Slytherin lounge here."

"Then you carry me on your back. Aren't you pretty capable?" No one can hurt Avro because she didn't rest all night. Her feet hurt terribly and they were probably red and swollen.

Percy agreed simply. He easily carried Avro on his back. Aphra held her high heels and lay on his back safely, "It takes 7 minutes to walk from here to the lounge. You will be tired if you carry me. Even if you leave for ten minutes, I’ll give you ten minutes to think about it.”

"Think about it, should you send me back to the lounge, or should you say..."

Avro leaned into his ear and whispered patiently, seeming to bewitch him and invite him to abandon his rules.

"Aphro," Percy warned her.

"Ouch." Avro shut up obediently.

Percy was indeed tired. His back felt soft and there was a fragrance behind him. He was a little at a loss.

These ten minutes were very long, so long that Percy's mind went from blank to chaotic, and then went blank again when he saw the door to the Slytherin common room.

"Hey," Avro sighed regretfully, "What a pity-"

She struggled twice and got off the ground. Avro's bare feet were staring at Percy intently.

Percy exhaled, suddenly held her wrist, and hugged her neatly.

He hugged her and ran out of the lounge, rushed out of the castle, and ran towards the Forbidden Forest.

Her light blond hair fluttered in the night, and her red gauze skirt fluttered with the wind brought by her running.

With an apparition, the two of them fell onto a soft bed.

The room was dark, and taking advantage of the moonlight outside the window, Aphra looked into Percy's eyes.

"Don't turn on the light?" Avro asked innocently. She always said the most ambiguous words with the most charming face and the purest eyes.

"There's nothing we can do about you." Percy waved his wand slowly, and a small warm yellow light lit up in the room, which allowed him to see the person in front of him clearly without dazzling his eyes.

Avro was in a great mood, she hooked her arms around Percy's neck and let him bury his head on her shoulder.

He lay in her arms, pressed against her soft skin.

Aphra put her hand into Percy's suit and moved ambiguously through the shirt.

Percy grabbed her hand and hesitated for two seconds, "I'll ask again, are you sure-"

"I'm sure." Avro replied firmly.

He gave up thinking, put his big hand on Avro's waist, rubbed it to the back of her waist, and pulled it gently, and the bow of Avro's dress came apart.

Percy took off his suit jacket with his other hand and tossed it carelessly to the floor, then he unbuttoned his shirt with one hand.

Avro was admiring the muscle lines on his body with a serious look on her face, her eyes were bright, and she was not shy at all.

Percy's face turned red, and he didn't know if it was because of her words or her actions.

The two of them didn't speak for a long time. The sound of their slightly turbulent breathing, fingers rubbing fabric and unbuttoning buttons was the loudest sound in the room.

Avro bit her lip and grabbed Percy's arm.

Aphra bit her finger and Percy kissed the corner of her eye.

Her softness made him feel hot, and he couldn't help but hold her shoulders, "Who do you like best?"

Avro snorted a few times and muttered, "I like you the most."

"Who am I?" Percy asked wickedly.

Aphra struggled to open her eyes and called out "Percy" in a sticky voice.

By the time both of them were exhausted, it was already midnight, and Aphra was lying in Percy's arms, unable to move.

Sure enough, it's boring.

(The original text has been modified and the car has been deleted. You can watch it by yourself without further explanation)