Hogwarts Homecoming

The moment Fleur spoke, Harry almost jumped up in fright. He never expected that Fleur would actually do so after saying she wanted to help him. However, Fleur had already attracted the attention of Cedric and Cho Chang, and there was nothing he could do about it. Pull her back...

In fact, he could turn around and leave, but what Furong said just now seemed to touch his mind. He stood there awkwardly, but a little expectation emerged uncontrollably in his heart.

"You want to ask me to dance?"

Cedric asked in surprise, but his eyes were fixed on Qiu Zhang. When he noticed the vigilance and rejection in Qiu Zhang's eyes looking at Fleur, Cedric's heart skipped a beat.

"Oh, sorry, I. I feel, um, a little tired--"

But Fleur didn't seem to hear Cedric's rejection at all. She knew very well who could make the decision, so when she looked at this Asian girl with a gentle and refined temperament, she smiled lightly on her face.

"This dance, like the Triwizard Tournament, is to enhance mutual understanding between the three schools, isn't it?"

Qiu Zhang hesitated immediately. She looked at Cedric who looked innocent. After thinking for a moment, she nodded slowly.

"Okay, Cedric, I'll wait for you down there--"

With that said, he turned around and walked off the stage, planning to have a drink and rest for a while.

Cedric didn't expect Qiu Zhang to agree. He was in a daze, but Fleur had already quickly taken his hand and pulled him to the other side of the stage.

Seeing this scene, Harry's heart almost jumped into his throat. In order to create a chance for him, Fleur actually took Cedric away from Cho Chang.

He was still hesitating, but Fleur, who was holding Cedric, suddenly turned her head and gave him a 'stern' look!

This look shattered Harry's hesitation, and before he had time to think about it, he jumped out and called out to Qiu Zhang who was about to leave the stage.

"Hey, wait!"

Harry rushed behind Qiu Zhang and called to the girl breathlessly. His wildly beating heart pumped blood into his mind, making him feel dizzy.

"What? Oh, Harry?"

When she turned around and saw that the person calling her was Harry, Qiu Zhang was also surprised, but she seemed to have expected something, her face turned rosy at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, her hands were intertwined, and she said uneasily .

Qiu Zhang is wearing a light yellow cheongsam tonight that fits the curves of her body. Her long black hair, like a waterfall, is tied into an elegant bun on the back of her head. This undoubtedly fits Qiu Zhang's gentle temperament very well.

The previous dance with Cedric caused some fine drops of sweat to appear on Qiu Zhang's temples, but Harry, who was so close to her that his heart was throbbing, smelled a sweetness from the girl so close that made his heart beat faster again. It's like tasting the clear, sweet mountain spring water again.

"Dance me-"

Harry didn't allow himself a chance to think, because then he might just turn around and run away, he faltered.

"I'm sorry, what did you say?" Qiu Zhang lifted up a stray strand of hair and opened his eyes slightly.

"Would you like to dance with me?"

Harry was blushing, but he had come this far and there was no way he would give up this opportunity. To be honest, he was a little glad that he was attending the banquet with Fleur.

"oh!"

Qiu Zhang held her heart and her breathing was slightly disordered. She realized that it might not be that simple that Fleur just invited Cedric.

Cho Chang was only deceiving himself if he said that he didn't feel Harry's silent gaze in gym class. Girls are especially sensitive to this kind of gaze. She had long noticed that Harry looked at her a bit frequently. Moreover, the eagerness in his green eyes

Qiu Zhang didn't tell anyone about this because earlier, she thought it was just her illusion, because Harry didn't make any real move other than watching her silently. And by the time she confirmed that the famous Harry Potter might secretly like her, another boy had already left her heart.

Logically speaking, she shouldn't agree to Harry's request, but she hesitated. She could deceive others, but she couldn't deceive herself. Deep in her heart, she had some affection for Harry.

"All right."

Looking at the girl in front of him who never gave a clear reply, Harry's heart grew cold a little anxiously. Feeling embarrassed and disappointed, Harry finally chose to give up.

"I shouldn't have made unreasonable requests. Sorry-"

"Don't--"

Harry pursed his lips, feeling disappointed and ready to leave. However, just as he was about to take a step, Qiu Zhang suddenly came to his senses. She bit her lower lip lightly, her cheeks turned red, and she looked very embarrassed, but still, He nodded slightly to Harry.

A burst of ecstasy emerged from Harry's cold heart. He stared at Qiu Zhang in disbelief. He couldn't believe that Qiu Zhang really agreed, but he was afraid that all this was an illusion. He couldn't help but ask,

"Are you serious? Oh, no -" Harry said excitedly, "You do?"

This time, Harry didn't think he was mistaken, because Qiu Zhang nodded to him again, biting her lower lip lightly,

"I do, Harry--"

This was simply the most beautiful sound in the world, Harry truly felt so in his heart.

Amidst the cheerful music played by the ice piano and the scattered light golden light, Harry finally held Qiu Zhang's slightly warm hand.

This was the most wonderful feeling in the world, as if all sadness and pain had completely gone away from him. What filled his heart was nothing but joy. Harry even had the illusion that if he pulled out his wand and cast the Patronus Charm, If so, he could probably clear out Azkaban with his own strength!

One of Harry's hands was close to Qiu Zhang's slender waist, but the other hand was holding Qiu Zhang's hand tightly. He stared deeply at the face of the girl in front of him - Qiu Zhang's long, black eyelashes flickered, her fair skin was slightly powdery, her nose was straight, and her red lips made Harry feel an uncontrollable impulse.

But reason still restrained this impulse. Harry knew that he couldn't do it. If he really did it, first Cedric would rush over and punch him hard in the nose, and then, he would be famous. Sweeping the floor. In fact, if it was just these things that could make the current happiness last forever, Harry would sincerely be willing to 'try it out'.

But he didn't do this, because he knew very well that this would be a kind of harm to Qiu Zhang, and she would not be happy to see him do this.

Qiu Zhang looked away shyly, avoiding Harry's eager gaze. At the same time, she didn't want Harry to see the pain in her eyes.

"I was going to invite you--"

Dumbledore and Madame Maxime finished a dance that symbolized the friendship between Hogwarts and Beauxbatons. Hagrid, who was looking forward to seeing what was happening, immediately came up and held Madam Maxime's hand, passing by Harry. At that moment, Hagrid, who was overly excited, brushed Harry's back, knocking him staggering.

Harry staggered forward and took a step forward, and then he held Qiu Zhang in his arms.

"Well--"

This unexpected surprise prevented Qiu Zhang from reacting. She stayed in Harry's arms and did not break free immediately. The distance between the two was so close that they could even feel each other's breath.

"--Invite you to the dance--"

Harry had already felt a 'murderous intention' coming from a certain direction behind him. He knew that Cedric must have discovered this scene and would rush over to defend his girl immediately.

The brief happiness just now quickly turned into endless depression. Harry realized that Qiu Zhang was about to leave him, and there was a high probability that he would never return to his arms in this life. Just thinking about this matter, Harry felt His heart seemed to be grasped by a cold hand, and he even felt that his future life would be dark.

But before separation, at least... at least tell her!

"I was going to invite you -" Harry said quickly, holding his breath, "but Digory beat me to it. I. I actually -"

"I'm sorry, Harry--"

Qiu Zhang finally responded to Harry's eyes. She interrupted what Harry was about to say and stared into the green eyes where the flames gradually disappeared. There was a hint of moisture in her voice.

"sorry--"

Qiu Zhang said, and the next second, she pushed Harry's chest away and left his arms.