Together [HP]

When the flames in their arms could not resist the cold outside, they walked out of the fountain pool and walked back along the path they came from, but after walking a few steps, they saw Harry and Ron walking away like thieves. The other end came, and they looked around, as if someone was following them.

Ron was clearly still mad at Hermione, and as soon as he saw them he pulled Harry away, when they both heard a familiar voice.

"...I don't understand why there is such a fuss, Igor."

"Severus, you can't pretend this didn't happen!" Karkaroff's voice sounded terrified and hoarse, as if afraid of being heard, "It's become more and more obvious over the past few months. I'm very worried right now and I can't deny that..."

"Run away, then," said Snape's voice impatiently. "Run away, and I'll excuse you. But I want to stay at Hogwarts."

Snape and Karkaroff turned a corner.With his wand in hand, Snape blasted the rosebush away.He had a stern face, an ugly expression.There were screams from many flowers, and several dark figures jumped out from inside.

"Ten points from Ravenclaw, Fawcett!" Snape said fiercely, as a girl ran past him. "Ten points from Hufflepuff, Stebbins!" Another boy ran after the man. Girls go. "And what are you doing?" He caught a glimpse of Harry and Ron on the path ahead, then turned to look at Jacqueline and Hermione. "Looks like you've finally got your head on."

Jacqueline noticed that Karkaroff looked a little panicked when he saw them standing here.He reached uneasily for his goatee, then wrapped it around his fingers again.

"We're taking a walk," Ron said to Snape curtly. "It's not illegal, is it?"

"Go on for a walk, then!" snapped snapped, and strode past them, his long black robes fluttering behind him.Karkaroff hurried away after Snape.

"Why is Karkaroff so worried?" Ron asked quietly.

"When did he and Snape start calling each other by Christian names?" Harry said slowly.

"Obviously," Jacqueline said slowly, "the Dark Mark on Karkaroff's arm should have changed."

"Did you hear something buzzing in there, Harry?" Ron said loudly, walking past Jacqueline and Hermione.

Harry apologized softly and ran after him.

Jacqueline didn't care at all and continued walking towards the castle.But Hermione didn't want to, and she pulled Jacqueline towards the fountain.

"He'd better explain."

They found Harry and Ron next to the huge stone reindeer, and beyond the stone deer they could see a tall fountain splashing and shining.

Harry and Ron looked very embarrassed, huddled desperately, hiding behind the bushes.As soon as they passed by, Ron waved at them desperately, signaling them to squat down.

"I wouldn't do that..." Jacqueline covered Hermione's mouth and lifted her chin forward.Two huge vague figures sat on a stone bench, looking at the spring under the moonlight.Then they heard Hagrid talking.

"As soon as I saw you, I knew it in my heart." He said in a very strange hoarse voice.

They all froze.It seemed that this scene was something they shouldn't be disturbed by.Harry looked around, then back down the path, and saw Fleur Delacour and Roger Davies hiding in a nearby rose bush.He patted Ron and Hermione on the shoulder and turned his head towards the two, meaning they could slip away that way without attracting attention.But Ron opened his eyes wide in horror when he saw Fleur, shook his head desperately, and pulled Harry into the deeper shadows behind the reindeer.

"That's great." Hermione moved into the shadows dissatisfied, she was shivering from the cold, but they didn't dare to risk using the flames, "Look what you made us encounter, Ronald."

"If you don't want to, you can choose to go back and continue dancing with Krum." Ron whispered.Being called by his Christian name directly by his companion, Ron was a little embarrassed.

"Quiet!" Jacqueline growled in a low voice.

"What do you understand, Hagrid?" Madame Maxime asked, with a whooping sound in her deep voice.

Jacqueline really didn't want to hear any more.She knows that in this situation, no, in any situation, eavesdropping is not in accordance with etiquette. If possible, she would like to put a blind ear on everyone, including herself, but she won't.So she forced herself to be interested in a beetle crawling on the back of a reindeer, and she found that the beetle was really interesting.But Hagrid's words still fell into her ears intermittently.

"I see...understand that you are the same as me...is it your mother or your father?"

"I, I don't know what you mean, Hagrid..."

"What do you think will happen if I crush a beetle to death?" Jacqueline pinched the beetle with her hand and whispered to it.The beetle seemed to understand, and flapped its wings desperately to fly away.

"Let go of that beetle, Graham," said Hermione displeased.At this time Hagrid also looked in their direction.Jacqueline snorted and opened her hand, and the beetle flew away immediately.

"It's my mother," said Hagrid softly, watching the beetle disappear into the bushes on the other side. "She's one of the few left in England. I don't remember much about her, of course." ...She left, you know. Around the time I was three years old. To be honest, she didn't look like a mother. Well...they don't have motherhood in their nature, do they? Don't know what happened to her...According to As far as I know, he is probably dead..."

Madame Maxime said nothing.Harry couldn't help looking over the tips of the reindeer's antlers, listening... He had never heard Hagrid talk about his childhood before.

"Dad was so sad when mother left. My dad was a little guy. When I was six, if he annoyed me, I would lift him up on top of the wardrobe and always tease him lol Laughing..." Hagrid's deep voice became more choked.Madame Maxime listened, motionless, as if gazing at the silver fountain. "Daddy brought me up...but, alas, he died, right after I went to school. After that, I was on my own. Dumbledore helped me a lot, really. He helped me very good……"

Hagrid produced a bandanna-dotted silk handkerchief and blew his nose noisily.

"That's it... that's all... I'm finished with my situation. What about you? Where did you get the inheritance from?"

Suddenly Madame Maxime stood up.

"It's too cold." She said, in fact, no matter how low the temperature is, it will never be as cold as her voice, "I want to go in."

"Huh?" said Hagrid, confused. "No, you don't go! I, I've never met anyone else before!"

"Another person? Tell me clearly!" Madame Maxime said in a cold tone.

Hermione looked as if she really wanted to rush out and tell Hagrid that it's best not to answer. She squatted in the shadows and gritted her teeth, desperately making the sign of the cross on her chest, with a glimmer of hope in her heart that Hagrid wouldn't say anything stupid, but it didn't help.

"Another half-giant, needless to say!" said Hagrid.

"How bold you are!" screamed Madame Maxime. "I've never been insulted like this in my life! A half-blood giant? Me? I'm just, I'm just big-boned!" Her voice cut through the quiet night sky like a fog horn.

Jacqueline let out a "poof" laugh, and Hermione glared at her fiercely. Fortunately, at this time, Fleur and Roger jumped out of the rose bushes close behind them.

Madame Maxime walked away in a huff, angrily poking open the flowers all the way, startling groups of colorful little fairies flying into the air.Hagrid was still sitting on the bench, watching her back.It was too dark to see the expression on his face clearly.Then, after a minute or so, he stood up and strode away.Instead of returning to the castle, he headed in the direction of his hut, out into the dark field.

"Come on," Harry said quietly to Ron, "let's go..."

But Ron didn't move.

"What's the matter?" Harry asked, looking at him.

Ron turned to look at Harry with a serious expression on his face.

"Did you know?" he whispered, "Hagrid is a half-giant?"

"I don't know," said Harry, shrugging. "So what?"

"It's not good." Jacqueline shook her head. She stood up and moved her body. "Please, can we go back to the castle first? We don't dress as warmly as you do."

"I'm so sorry." Harry quickly took off his coat, and Jacqueline grabbed it and wrapped it around Hermione, she was shivering from the cold.

"If you don't mind..." Ron glanced at Jacqueline's dress, then at his own, and muttered in a low voice.

"Fire," said Jacqueline, pointing to her butterbeer can. "Let's hurry, this won't last long."

They were back in the Great Hall in no time, and Hermione immediately walked over to the table where the food was. "Get something to eat and drink to warm you up," she said.

"Go ahead," Harry urged the two of them. "What's wrong with the giant?"

"Well, they're all...they're all..." Ron searched his brains, unable to find the right words, "...not very well," he said weakly.

"Who cares?" said Harry, "There's nothing wrong with Hagrid!"

"They have no brains, Harry. Hagrid has to thank you for your ignorance of the wizarding world." Jacqueline rubbed her hands together, breathing into them, "so they were easily abducted and given orders."

"They're vicious," Ron said slowly. "It's just in their nature. They're like trolls... They're born to kill, everyone knows that. But there are no giants in Britain now."

"That's just because they don't like people coming into their territory, and they don't understand English. They prefer to hide in the mountains and live their lives."

"You only say that because you're a Slytherin, and when You-Know-Who is in power, giants are his best mates!"

"You're only saying that because you're a Gryffindor and you don't have a brain," Jacqueline retorted. "Tell me, who died at the hands of giants?"

"Legend..." Ron stammered.

"It is said that dragons still eat people." Jacqueline didn't let him finish his sentence.

"I don't want to argue with a Slytherin about this." Ron turned his head away. "goodbye."

Jacqueline immediately stood up and walked towards Hermione, "Do you think I would be happy to sit here if it wasn't for Hermione?"

"Did you know that Hagrid is a half-blood giant?" Hermione handed the food to Jacqueline, and there were several kinds of cakes on the plate. "This place only serves desserts, and the butter beer is gone."

"Otherwise, what else could it be?" Jacqueline said vaguely while stuffing the cheesecake into her mouth, "Is it just that the skeleton is bigger?"

"I don't know who Maxim is trying to deceive." Hermione said, watching Mrs. Maxim sitting alone at the referee's table with a sullen look. Dragon."

"Not everyone is willing to face themselves." Jacqueline stuffed the last piece of chocolate layer cake into her mouth, and licked the residue on her fingers, "Do you want to continue dancing?"

Hermione took out a handkerchief from her pocket and handed it to Jacqueline, who pouted and wiped her fingers.Hermione nodded in satisfaction, "Of course, why not?"

After dancing a few more dances, they sat on the sofa beside them to rest out of breath.At twelve o'clock midnight, the Weird Sisters stopped playing, everyone gave them a big round of applause one last time, and then started walking down the foyer.Pansy dragged Busley down beside them drunkenly.

"What a fun night, wasn't it? My genius roommate, you stupid snake." Pansy's face was flushed, and she didn't know how much she had drunk. "I saw you sneaking out with your little girlfriend Hermione, did she tell you who the snake she was talking about? Let me tell you, it was you, you idiot."

Hermione's face was flushed red, she clenched her hands, desperately arranging her flawless and elegant bun.

"I'm really sorry, she's drunk, please don't take her words seriously. But it seems I have to send her back." Jacqueline stood up helplessly, and she mistook Hermione's blushing for Angry, she bowed slightly to Hermione, "I had a great time tonight, Hermione. Oh, yes, before I forget." Jacqueline said casually, "This is for you." She didn't know where He took out a small doll of Krum, "He gave it to me on the day of the Quidditch World Cup final. It's useless for me to keep it. Just keep it."

Hermione stared at her with wide eyes and didn't answer, "What about Bushley?" she asked.

"He's out of my control." Jacqueline replied very directly.

"You're an idiot, you know that?" Hermione stood up and walked out, her face contorted with rage. "A complete idiot."

And this sentence was also the first sentence Pan Xi said when he got up from the bed the next day.

"I'm number one in the grade," Jacqueline said blankly. "If I'm a fool, what are you?"

"There is one thing Malfoy is better than you." Pansy got off the bed, walked up to Jacqueline a little unsteadily, and looked down at her. "At least he knows how to give a girl a good gift, not ruin a good evening."

"I don't feel like I've ruined an evening." Jacqueline scratched her head and threw Krum's on the bedside table into the trash can, "At least I know now that Hermione doesn't really like Krum very much." Hum." She said and looked at the other dolls on the bedside table, "But it doesn't matter, I have two teams of dolls."

"Listen to me." Pansy didn't even look at the doll on the bedside table, "If you want to maintain your current relationship with Granger, you better not."

"That's right." Jacqueline nodded, "Maybe it's because she doesn't like dolls, then I can give her something else." She jumped up from the bed as she said, "I can tell you about Krum Get everything here." She said and ran out of the room, and before Pansy had time to sigh, Jacqueline ran back and sat on her bed, looking at Pansy very puzzled, "Why did I send her Presents?" She asked, frowning, "Christmas is over."

"You're a hopeless fool." Pansy fell on the bed and sighed. "I really want to be a friend who doesn't care about you."

The author has something to say:

Never believe what a drunk person says.

Come on, repeat it three times with me.