Well, if Potter wanted to knock at least some emotion out of Daphne, destroy the mask of her icy calm, melt her indifference ... well he succeeded.Partly.The indifference disappeared, but the final result, apparently, should have been somewhat different.

"Daphne ..."

"what?" the blonde has discontentedly pursed her lips, trying not to lose face.Potter did manage to anger her, albeit not quite consciously.Bad, very bad.Only one phrase and instead of the usual indifference and a certain contempt, irritation and even hatred took over.

"From hate to love, one step," Daphne remembered."Or from love to hate?".

Potter silently as if he hadn't called her looked at the Slytherin princess, which made her even more angry.Why, why is he silent?

Accurately in response to her thoughts, Potter said slowly:

"I'm still trying to breathe," Greengrass mentally grimaced.All this sounded somewhat memorized, which, of course, did not suit her at all.Why listen to a man who initially lies?Or is he still serious?Daphne gave Chosen a look.It seems that everything is as is very slightly good: a tall and somewhat muscular guy with black hair and green eyes, which, to Daphne's surprise, reflected something similar to ... a prayer?Is not it lying?Really ... is this all for real?

However, even if so, Daphne did not feel any reciprocal feeling, but reciprocating out of pity was not at all in the Greengrass spirit.Yes, and Potter would not appreciate it.

"I hate you," in an even tone, with a mask of indifference on his face.

"Not bad," Harry grinned bitterly, hiding pain."You used to say you didn't care."

"So it was," reluctantly said the girl, almost stumbling on this "was", which she did not like terribly.Was it gone?So soon it will come to love, and so Greengrass was not needed from the word "absolutely."

"And now?"

"You know what….you…you"

And for some reason she want to run away, just to not see the green eyes of Potter.Perhaps some Ginny Weasley, looking into those eyes, thought about emeralds, or whatever she imagines.Daphne thought about snakes and Slytherin.The color of the scarf, the color of the tie, the color of ... the house became green. Bloody slytherins.

"I'm choking."

"And How?"

"Poorly."

"I'm not sorry."

A/N: I know chapters are really short but it have to...you know this is just a short story...

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