HP: I’m working on redemption at Hogwarts

"Draco."

"Huh?" Draco inadvertently raised his eyes and glanced in the direction of Astoria, only to see her eyes flashing slightly, her lake-blue eyes full of heartache, her eyes fixed on Draco Ke's cheeks, staring at him until his cheeks felt inexplicably hot.

"Does it hurt?" Astoria couldn't help raising her hand and gently caressing Draco's cheek. There was a rather serious scratch there. Scarlet blood and dust were mixed on the wound, which looked very... pain.

"Hiss...it doesn't hurt! You don't even look at the scar, your whole arm is broken after falling, and you're howling here and there, that's useless!"

Draco was still arrogant and brave, and he didn't forget to take the opportunity to bully the Saint Po Te whom he hated so much.

"Pfft, I didn't expect you to keep an eye on Potter's news while you were hiding in the tent." Astoria couldn't help laughing, the dimples looming on her cheeks. In such a relaxing environment, she couldn't help but make jokes about the young master.

"I didn't peek!" Draco's eyes blinked much faster, and his voice was slightly awkward. "It's just that Scarhead's life-threatening scream was too prominent."

Draco's eyes showed some anger, and he was obviously not happy that Astoria misunderstood his concern for Saint Po Te. Seeing this, Astoria just smiled helplessly, took out a handkerchief from her pocket, and gently wiped the dust and gravel from his wound.

"Okay, I know that Master Malfoy is the proudest and most powerful one." For some reason, Astoria always felt that her words seemed to be coaxing a child, but fortunately, Draco Didn't realize...

She raised her eyes cautiously and saw Draco's obviously proud expression, but he still couldn't hold back his expression when the handkerchief touched the wound on his cheek, and his cheek twitched slightly.

"Episkey!" [Healed as before]

After cleaning the gravel from the wound, Astoria then waved her wand and pointed it at Draco's wound. The next moment, the horrifying scarlet scratch on his cheek disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

"Huh? Alright?!" Draco subconsciously touched his cheek, and he was surprised by the smooth touch. He could open his mouth and make any expression without pain on his cheek.

"Yes." Astoria nodded slowly, and nodded with satisfaction when she saw Draco's slightly shocked expression.

"Then...do you want to go out?" Astoria cared about Draco's mood and tried to give suggestions as gently as possible.

"No!" Draco immediately refused in an agitated manner. Perhaps realizing something was wrong, he pursed his lips slightly and looked away.

"It must be very noisy and crowded outside now. Let's go later."

"Okay, it's up to you." Astoria raised the corners of her lips slightly and looked at him gently.

Finally, the noisy sounds outside the tent curtain gradually quieted down. The breeze came in through the gaps in the curtain, blowing a few strands of hair and falling on the girl's forehead. The dim light of the sunset slowly hit the girl's cheek, beautiful and tranquil. .

Draco couldn't help but be attracted by every move of the person in front of him. The girl's charming smile was reflected in the narrow eyes, which reflected beautifully under the orange sunset.

"Draco?" At some point, the girl turned her head and stared at her sincerely.

"Uh... let's go." Draco quickly climbed up from the ground, lowering his head to hide the blush that spread from his cheeks to the tips of his ears.

"Okay." Astoria also stood up and turned around to open the heavy tent curtain. Naturally, she didn't notice anything she accidentally left behind.

Draco stared in front of him, where Astoria was originally sitting. A light green handkerchief fell down. He slowly bent down to pick it up. He saw a small white handkerchief embroidered on the corner of the handkerchief. swan.

By the time the two of them adjusted their mood and came out again from under the stands, the setting sun was already close to the horizon, and the last ray of dusk was about to fade away. There were a few students sitting sparsely in the stands, and they were enthusiastically cheering for the Ravenclaw team training on the court.

Astoria remembered that the Ravenclaw Seeker was absent due to a leg injury, so they didn't have to train much before tomorrow's game.

Draco only looked at the messy formations on the field and the figure of the substitute seeker chasing the ball with disgust for a moment, and quickly pulled Astoria away from the field.

By the time the two returned to the Slytherin common room, they had almost finished dinner. Pansy and Zabini were discussing and gossiping eagerly with faces full of excitement.

"Hey! Draco, you're back." Almost as soon as she saw Draco's figure, Pansy stood up excitedly, and did not notice the speechless expression of Zabini next to her because she was ignored. He frowned and stared at Pansy aggrievedly. Following Pansy, his eyes naturally drifted towards Astoria and Draco.

"Hey, so little Leah and Draco are together? Judging from your expressions, they should be getting along very happily!" Zabini propped up his face on his arms and tapped his temples with his fingertips. He looked at the two of them with teasing eyes.

"Shut up, don't say anything if you can't speak." Before Draco and Astoria could react, Pansy was the first to become unhappy and turned her head to glare at Zabini. But when her eyes touched Zabini's proud and proud expression, she knew that Zabini said this deliberately to annoy her.

Pansy decided not to pay attention to Zabini, snorted coldly, turned around and approached Draco eagerly.

"Draco, do you know? That boy Potter's arm was seriously injured. Unexpectedly, it became even more ridiculous after being treated by Lockhart. I heard that the whole arm was so soft that it seemed like there were no bones. Do you want to go and have a look? Laugh at him hard!"

Listening to Pansy's earnest persuasion, Draco had to admit that he was really moved. After all, seeing the miserable scene of mocking Potter in person made him happy even just thinking about it.

"No," Draco refused. This was something Pansy didn't expect. Her eyes widened and she paid close attention to Draco's expression.

He turned his head slightly, and his eyes fell on Astoria, who was sitting quietly on the sofa beside her. The arrogant and conceited expression was no longer there. There was inexplicable movement and soft arc in his eyes, and he smiled at her.

"That kid was so seriously injured that he barely managed to win against me. His embarrassment is not worthy of my attention at all. What's more important for me now is to focus on myself, so that I can step on his feet in an open and honest manner!"

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

A burst of sudden applause rang out among several people. Looking towards the source of the sound, Zabini was staring at Draco with an incredulous look on his face, a hint of teasing in his smile.

"Merlin's grandfather Merlin's breasts! Draco, you still have one day to say such philosophical words!"

"What the hell! Get out!" Seeing Zabini's trouble-seeking expression and tone, Draco couldn't help but want to hit him, so he rolled his eyes at him and turned around to leave.