"Draco, why hasn't he arrived yet?" Sitting next to a small round table, Pansy was shaking her uninjured calf, waiting boredly, her eyes glanced out of the glass window from time to time. 』
It's just that she also knows that she came too early.
She was discharged from the hospital on Saturday, and according to her previous inquiries, it happened to be the time when the students were allowed to go to Hogsmeade, so Pansy and Malfoy made an appointment to meet there.
Of course, the express train was out of service at this time, and it was Pansy's father who sent her here. Her father's habit of doing business all the year round caused everything to be requested very early in order to deal with emergencies. As expected, when they first arrived here At that time, the news brought by an owl made Mr. Hector have to leave as soon as possible. The busy business made his time compressed quite tightly.
"Remember to write a letter to Dad. If your leg hurts, don't bear it. The teachers in the school will definitely help you." After explaining a few words, he left in a hurry.
"Understood, go and do your work, Dad, I'm much better now." Pansy said with some urging, which was exactly what she wanted.
The place where she was now was an ordinary teahouse, a small, misty place, as if everything was decorated with ruffles or bows.
But if you want to say that it is ordinary, it is not so ordinary, because the people who come here come in pairs, and Pansy also saw many new faces. She guessed that those people she did not know were Durmster. Lang or Beauxbatons students.
The men and women put their hands on the table, held each other firmly, and looked at each other affectionately. The love was so strong that some couples even lingered. They hugged each other and began to kiss each other, which made Panxi blush heartbeat.
Now that she was here alone, she seemed more and more out of place, feeling embarrassed to be alone, and hoped that Malfoy would come over soon.
"What would you like, dear lady?" said Mrs. Puddieff.
This woman is wearing a shiny black bun, and she is the proprietress of this teahouse. The teahouse is named after her, but her figure is slightly fat, which made her squeeze through the gap between two tables. Some strenuous.
"Oh, um... can you wait a little longer, the person I'm waiting for hasn't arrived yet." Pansy said a little embarrassed.
"Who could have the heart to let such a lovely lady wait for him alone? It's really not a gentleman's behavior to keep a lady waiting for a long time." Mrs. Puddiffe gave Pansy a sympathetic look.
"Warm up first, and treat it as my invitation." The woman smiled kindly, and then handed Pan Xi a cup of steaming drink.
"Peppermint hot chocolate, you'll love it," she introduced.
"Thank you." Pansy took the cup over, feeling her hands warmed up immediately, and a fresh fragrance drifted into her nose along with the heat.
"Ma'am, have a glass of rum and orange juice!" Such a voice came from not far away, so Mrs. Puddife went to attract her guests again.
Just when Pansy saw the couple next door kissing for the seventh time, and the drinks in the cups were empty, the door of the teahouse was blown open like a wind, and Malfoy appeared at the door.
As soon as she saw him, Pansy started waving her hands, a big smile on her face, especially when she saw that Malfoy was only here alone, which made her even happier.
Malfoy also showed a little smile, he hadn't seen this girl for a long time, and in those days before, he always felt that something was missing.
It's just that after he approached the table where Pansy was, and pulled out a chair to sit down, his expression seemed a little cold.
Pansy only felt that Malfoy's eyes scanned her from top to bottom just now, and the expression on his face changed, and he couldn't help but wonder if the clothes he wore today were not flattering.
She wore a light red pleated dress today, white knee-high stockings outlined beautiful curves, and a delicate blue bow was pinned on her head, full of girlish vibes, and she even had long hair. .
Before, she was wearing some neutral short dresses.
"Don't you like what I'm wearing today?" Pansy asked tentatively.
Malfoy's eyebrows twitched imperceptibly.
"You can understand it this way." Malfoy said this, causing Pansy to droop his head gloomily. After anyone dressed up carefully, being said so was no less than a basin of cold water.
"Pretty," Malfoy said, warming Pansy up a bit, and soon she knew why.
"Your leg is injured, can you really wear this kind of thing? Go back to school and change it for me immediately." The reason given by Malfoy made her feel better inexplicably.
"Are you caring about me?" Pansy asked happily.
"Is it still hurting you?" Malfoy asked back, "Let's go, I guess the injury has worsened after being strangled for so long."
"I'm not that fragile." Pansy muttered softly, feeling a little reluctant in her heart. After all, the wizard robes required by the school were not as beautiful as the one she wore today, and she still hoped that someone in front of her could see it. I stayed in a daze, but I didn't expect this kind of treatment in exchange for it.
But in the end Pansy complied with Malfoy's wishes and obediently followed him out of the teahouse.
"Recover well, you still need to recuperate now." Malfoy said with a sigh, with a little pity in his eyes.
He asked those professional doctors at St. Mungo's Hospital. The spell that hit Pan Xi was very special. Not only did it have a slight toxicity, but it also had a certain effect. , and there is still a little stock of what Malfoy "blackmailed" at Dumbledore last time, but the latter is not that simple.
At least for Pansy, it was.
This spell is specially used for Muggles who don't have magic power in their bodies, in order to have the effect of torture. Without any magic power, it would be extremely difficult to cure, and those death eaters who caused suicide used this spell at the Quidditch World Cup just to disrupt order.
After all, there are almost no Muggles on that occasion.
The riot also caused many innocent spectators to enter the St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries. Those adult wizards who had been under this spell could move freely after only a few days of recuperation.
But Pan Xi was not so lucky. According to the doctor, the impact of the injury may last for a long time, and it may not completely disappear until the magic power in her body grows.
The two walked slowly along the way, and Pansy said that she didn't want others to see her limping, so she could only cover it by lowering her speed, and Malfoy could only accommodate Pansy's pride as much as possible.
Perhaps the only lucky thing about this kind of injury is that there is no taboo. Even though Malfoy hoped that she could return to Hogwarts as soon as possible to change this attire that might be unfavorable to her condition, she still could not persuade Pan Xi's obsession with Honeydukes, the two stopped at the entrance of this candy store.
"I'm sick, and I'm going to start class the day after tomorrow, so can't you pity me?" Pansy said pitifully, "And you're still a warrior now. If you want to prepare for the competition, I definitely can't bother you."
"Just five minutes." What else could Malfoy say now