I opened my eyes and had transmigrated into the world of Harry Potter, as a member of one of the Pure-blood families.
First year: You flirted with me until my face turned red, then told me you acted that way with everyone.
Second year: I began pursuing you openly, trying to make you see I was different from everyone else, but you didn't care and rejected me outright.
Third year: I stopped chasing you and made you disappear from my world, but you kept showing up everywhere.
Fourth year: The best year of my life, because that was when you finally admitted you loved me.
Fifth year: My family and I stayed steadfastly by your side.
Sixth year: You thought I'd joined the Death Eaters. But how could I have? I'd only put on a waterproof temporary tattoo. You wouldn't listen to my explanation and insisted on giving me the silent treatment.
But in seventh year, I finally understood. The silence and arguments were only meant to protect me. When I was truly in danger, all I could see was the figure running toward me. Even covered in blood, you still wanted to protect me.
Fred: From beginning to end, you're the only one I've ever loved.
Ellie: Me too.
Premise: The heroine plays dumb while hiding her true abilities, guided by the principle that she's too beautiful to die.
Come on! Sprinkle flowers~
Come on, I like it very much