Chapter 1019 Malfoy is not worthy of sympathy
Chapter 109: Malfoy Does Not Deserve Sympathy
Christmas vacation is here, and most of the students have found suitable dance partners, but there is always a small number who have not.
For example, the twins invented several new gadgets, but Mag finally discovered that their dance partner was a glove that could dance automatically.
Dean Maomao was angry, and the consequences were serious.
She ordered Fred and George to find a living dance partner of the opposite sex before the Christmas ball, otherwise they would not be allowed to enter the ball.
They were just a living person of the opposite sex. Fred casually invited Angelina to lunch that day, and she also agreed casually.
It happened so fast that George, who was standing by, was stunned.
"Merlin's Canary Cookies! I think I understand something!"
Fred forked him a big chicken drumstick, "What do you understand?"
George covered his aching chest and said, "You...you actually..."
Fred quickly stuffed the big chicken drumstick into his mouth. "It's okay, George. You will definitely find a new dance partner before the deadline set by Professor McGonagall."
"Uuuuuuu..."
"Okay, I'll ask Angelina for you later."
After so long, George finally discovered the affair between Fred and Angelina.
In addition to the difference in one side of their buttocks, the Weasley twins now have another difference.
the other side,
Draco from the Slytherin table certainly didn't find a suitable dance partner either.
Pansy had invited him countless times, but he decisively refused every time.
The heir of the Malfoy family can be without a dance partner, because there are very few outstanding girls in the entire wizarding world who are worthy of him.
With such an arrogant attitude, no girl would dare to invite him.
On the day before Christmas, Draco, who still had no dance partner, was called to Snape's office.
It's unknown what they said specifically, but Draco had been wandering around the castle ever since he got out.
In the stairwell, Furong stopped for the third time and looked back.
Ever since she stepped into the castle, she always felt like a pair of eyes were staring at her.
The feeling was so strong that she didn't think it was an illusion.
"Come out, I found you."
No one responded.
Just as Fleur was about to continue going upstairs, Draco walked up quickly.
"Malfoy?"
"it's me."
He stood on the step above Furong, just at the same height as her, so he could look her in the eye. "Since you've discovered it, I'll tell you straight."
He paused, straightened his chest a little, and said, "I know Wayne is your shield. Now that I'm back, you can be my dance partner."
"what?"
"Delacour, I'm inviting you."
"Oh." Furong looked him up and down.
Draco saw her staring at the steps below him and immediately felt offended.
He is only 14 years old now, and it is normal that he is not as tall as a 17-year-old girl.
"Sorry." Furong also straightened her chest a little, "We are not suitable, you should find someone else."
"What?" Draco's eyes widened in astonishment. "You want me to find someone else?"
"Yes." Furong walked around him and went upstairs.
"Find someone else?" Draco's lips trembled with anger.
It is such a shame that the young master of the Malfoy family would be rejected because of his height?
This French woman's aesthetic taste is obviously still at the level of a dung picker. Except for height, how else can she compare to Wayne!
He chased after her angrily, thinking that if Furong didn't give him a reasonable explanation today, he would definitely teach this half-blooded veela a lesson.
After chasing for three floors, he still didn't see Furong.
No doubt he went to the Fat Chicken Club on the 5th floor.
Draco stepped into the corridor on the 5th floor with a menacing look, as if he was carrying an invisible aura.
After turning a corner, I could see Furong walking quickly into the activity room from afar.
If she hadn't run fast, she would have been finished today.
"Hmph..." Draco snorted coldly and planned to go down and continue wandering around.
The moment he turned around, a beautiful figure just passed by him.
He turned his head sharply and saw a light and graceful figure.
She wore a beige sweater on the upper body, a black knee-length skirt on the lower body, and a pair of flat leather boots on her feet.
He looked up again, and the long red hair seemed to hurt his eyes.
This girl's dress is a bit like a Muggle, and her hair color looks very familiar.
However, there are so many girls in the lower grades in the school, and they may not necessarily be Weasleys.
Draco tidied up his messy hair a little, then walked quickly towards her with a confident smile.
"Hello, excuse me."
She stopped and looked back with a puzzled look.
She's quite pretty, but she looks familiar no matter how I look at her.
"Malfoy, what's up?"
This voice is also very familiar.
Draco took a closer look and felt like his whole body was about to break apart.
She was actually the beggar from the Weasley family, Ginny Weasley.
“Fuck!” He turned around and cursed, “What bad luck! When will a creature wearing a skirt crawl out of the mole hole…”
Ginny looked puzzled.
For no reason, you called her just to scold her?
"Malfoy!" Harry, who had just turned into the corridor, witnessed the whole process.
He clenched his fists and glared at Draco fiercely.
"Po Te, what? Is she your girlfriend?"
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Harry rushed over without saying a word.
Draco pulled open the collar of his shirt. "Fighting, huh? Come on! I'm going to show you today—"
Before he could finish his words, a huge fist came into view.
He was knocked to the ground, staring blankly at the burning pain on his face.
"Apologize!" Harry grabbed his collar and pulled him up. "Apologize to Ginny now!"
Draco raised his hand to the corner of his burning mouth.
It was blood. The punch broke the corner of his mouth.
"Why should I apologize? Pot!"
Harry raised his knee and slammed it into his stomach, "Apologize! I asked you to apologize!"
Draco's face was twisted in pain, his eyes filled with resentment, "I won't!"
Seeing that Harry was about to attack again, Ginny rushed over and grabbed his raised arm tightly.
"Harry, I'm fine."
"He just scolded you." Harry loosened his grip on the collar and looked at Draco fiercely as he fell to the ground.
Ginny pulled him back a few steps and said, "They are just good at talking. Let's just ignore them."
Draco supported himself with his hands and sat up, staring at the two of them with resentment, "Potter, when did you start liking picking up trash?"
If there weren't a lot of people standing outside the activity room watching, Ginny would have been unable to resist slapping him a few times.
"You don't deserve any sympathy, Malfoy."
After saying that, she pulled Harry towards the crowd in the activity room.
"Please make way, thank you."
Ginny was acting very strong and Harry was still angry.
The students dispersed, leaving Draco sitting on the cold floor.
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