Being with you makes me feel safe.
When he met her in the first grade, she ignored her indifferently, while he clung to her shamelessly.
Friends said: "Oh, dear Gino, you are too fanciful to want to be friends with that arrogant Slytherin."
When she met him in the second grade, she still couldn't remember his name. He smiled sweetly and taught her how to turn a porcelain cup into a floating planet. She could only reluctantly give the history notes as a thank you gift.
Friends said: "Oh, poor Soyo, you are really unlucky to be entangled with that Ravenclaw."
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The cold Slytherin finally understood "I love you" in the seventh grade, and the clumsy Ravenclaw finally made mandrake juice in the second grade.
It was a boy with puppy-like eyes.
She was an awkward but surprisingly considerate girl.
Slowly, let that immature friendship sublimate.
It doesn't have much to do with the plot.
Two original characters.
When I was playing HP5, I pressed buttons to make Harry run around the school. Looking at the various scenery, I couldn't help but sigh, if there really was a couple in such a perfect school, playing together on the lawn, dancing at the Christmas ball, one having a headache with transfiguration, the other worrying about Potions class, and just spending their school days peacefully, without conspiracy or mission, how great would it be?
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