HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

Aphra looked at Cedric, "Is it a girl or a boy?"

"Girls."

"Woof!" It also howled, as if it agreed with his words.

"She is a smart girl, how about Lothar." A bunch of names flashed through Avro's mind and she finally asked.

Cedric was a little confused, "What does it mean?"

Avro nodded seriously, "Lofside, Lothar."

Cedric pursed his lips and coughed lightly, then put his arm around Avro's waist from behind. He bent down slightly and rested his chin on her shoulder, "The luckiest thing in my life is to be with you. "

Avro was stunned, is it true? But being with her would be terrible.

Avro didn't speak, and Cedric asked again: "I see that you are not in a high mood recently, so I gave Lothar to you, hoping that it will make you happy."

"Thank you, I like it very much." Avro tilted her head and leaned into his arms, "If..."

What would happen to him if she let him down? You can love her, you can hate her, but in short, you can't forget her.

"what?"

"If you have no other arrangements, it's my turn to make arrangements. Let's go to the Three Broomsticks." Avro held his hand and let Lothar run and jump on the ground.

Like other ordinary lovers, Aphra stared at them and unconsciously held Cedric's arm tightly.

……

Avro held Lothar in her arms and sat in the lounge with a smile on her face. Lancey and Bayette also sat beside her, scrambling to tease Lothar.

From the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Draco sitting on the sofa with his arms folded, surrounded by a group of people.

Avro looked away and continued chatting with her roommates.

Lanxi said with envy, "Digory is indeed the favorite of thousands of Hogwarts girls and a role model among boys. It turns out that he is also so good as a boyfriend, unlike me... oh, he usually talks so unflatteringly. Hi, people are stupid too.”

Avro suspected that there was no trace of disgust in her words, but instead they were full of sweetness.

Bayette shook his head, looking like he had seen through the world, "But, I didn't expect that the person who could accept you would be Digory. I thought..."

"Why?"

"I thought you wouldn't accept it from anyone."

Avro admitted that Bayette's words hit her heart directly, but Avro didn't answer because she couldn't explain how she felt.

Bayette turned to look at Draco, who was still staring at Aphra. Bayette shook his head, "Then you won't be with little Malfoy?"

"No way." Avro had her own thoughts. The Malfoy family must support Voldemort, but their family...

"What a pity," Bayette said thoughtfully, "Let's not talk about this anymore. What advice did you just ask us to give?"

Avro said "Oh" and continued the previous topic, "Cedric's birthday is coming soon. He is 17 and he is an adult. I don't know what to give him as a grand gift."

Lanxi snapped her fingers, "Baby, you were so good at teaching me before. Why are you so confused when you get here?"

Avro raised her eyebrows. She was afraid that she wasn't prepared enough and that he wouldn't like it that much. She had to choose the best and most satisfying one for him. "I want to give you the best."

"You're standing here and you still say the best? If it were me, I would only want you -"

Lanxi lifted her chin and teased.

Avro slapped her hand away coquettishly, "You have changed, you have become irresistible to me."

"Thank you for the compliment, it's very helpful to me." Lanxi said with a smile.

Bayette thought seriously, "It would be good to give something practical or particularly romantic. Practical things like clothes, scarves and shoes, romantic things require some sense of ceremony."

"Good idea," Avro snapped her fingers, "I think it's a good idea."

Not far away, Draco withdrew his gaze and said to Goyle angrily: "Give me that."

Just as Draco was in a bad mood recently, Pansy was in a good mood.

Blaise was also unhappy. Pansy shook her head at him, "Look, you are not as powerful as Digory. He can easily catch Aphra."

Blaise said, "How powerful is a Hufflepuff?"

"Although he is Hufflepuff... everyone has to admit that Diggory is really good." Pansy nodded, looking appreciative, "I am so grateful to him."

"What, are you going after Draco?" Blaise has not forgotten her original purpose.

Pansy subconsciously looked at Daphne on the other side, pursed her lips and said nothing.

……

October 10th was Sunday. On the night of the 9th, Aphra was nestled on the soft sofa, with gift boxes piled around her and many things piled on the table.

She took stock of everything, holding the list in her hand to make sure nothing was missed.

Aphra stood up and shook out her brand new bright wizard robe, carefully folded it and put it into a bright yellow gift box. She then placed the small card on top and closed the lid. Avro tied the gift box with a ribbon and opened it. Made a beautiful knot.

The rest is nothing more than some wand care sets, broomstick care sets and the like, plus a few exquisite brooches.

After packing these seven or eight gifts, Aphra sat back down again, her mind empty, and she didn't know what she was thinking about.

She closed her eyes and put her hand in her pocket, stroking the small box in her pocket.

Before she knew it, Avro fell asleep.

Slowly, a person stopped in front of Aphra.

Draco was dressed in plain black robes, lowering his head to look at Aphra's face. He had stared at her like this before, more than once, but rarely in the Slytherin common room, and rarely saw her sleeping face. , the last time seemed to be on Christmas Day of a certain year.

Aphra, who was sleeping soundly, was always a little less lively and defensive than usual.

Draco reached out his hand, thought for a moment, took off the silver ring on his hand, and then gently touched her face.

Avro moved slightly, and Draco froze in place.

Fortunately, she did not wake up, but changed to a more comfortable sleeping position. She frowned and curled up on the sofa.

"Aren't you doing well? Why are you still frowning?" Draco murmured softly.

Avro's lips moved twice, as if she was murmuring.

Draco leaned closer, trying to hear what she was talking about and what she was dreaming about.

"Oliver..."

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(ps, the babies have joined the group, and the homepage has joined the group to discuss the plot)