Together [HP]

"We're going to have a party." Just after dawn the next day, Jacqueline went down to the kitchen in the basement with a thick book, and said to Norm solemnly. sleep.

"What do we have?" Norm had to stop his order to Grace for tomorrow's lunch, blinking his big eyes, not understanding at all.

"Party," said Jacqueline, "like the old ball."

"We have a dance!" Norm suddenly became happy. "Of course, of course, no problem. At this time, we should invite everyone in the town to make everyone happy."

"Grace is willing to prepare dessert and wine before tomorrow." Grace blushed with excitement, "Grace heard from grandma about the prom, and Grace wants to attend the prom!"

"No, no, no." Jacqueline yelled in horror, "Not from the small town." She shook her head repeatedly, "It's not a prom either, it's a Muggle party similar to a prom." She repeated.

Norm could only look at her innocently.

"Merlin is here!" Jacqueline waved her hand angrily, "Parties, Muggle parties, you understand."

"Norm doesn't understand."

"Ah!" Jacqueline cried out in pain, "Damn Norm. I spent the whole evening reading this "Muggle Way of Life in Great Britain". I just want a Muggle party. How hard is it?" !"

"What do you need for this party?" Norm and Grace looked at each other, Grace began to move some ingredients for tomorrow, Norm asked carefully.

"Food, Norm!" cried Jacqueline, "and water, food, drink, all that. And," Jacqueline rattled the pages, "music, yes, Ma Melon parties are for dancing, fast-paced, not slow. And," she turned the book back a few pages, "cigarettes, champagne, cocktails."

"What is a cigarette?" Norm asked cautiously, not knowing why Jacqueline today is like a powder keg, which seems to explode anytime and anywhere.

"A long thing that Muggles like to smoke, that burns and smokes," Jacqueline explained, yelling. "That's the stuff."

Norm tilted his head, he obviously still didn't understand, but, if he had time, he could explore slowly. "When will the little master need it?"

"Tomorrow at noon." Jacqueline answered quickly this time.

"But it's Christmas tomorrow," Norm said awkwardly.

"That's after lunch!" Jacqueline yelled. "I said there was a Christmas party, and I couldn't lie to her."

"Maybe," Norm asked cautiously, blinking, "if champagne is served at Christmas lunch, is it a party?"

"Maybe." Jacqueline shrugged her head. "You'll do it for me, won't you, Norm."

"Norm will definitely." Norm nodded firmly, "Does the little master want to take a break before lunch? The little master looks very tired."

"Of course I will be tired, Norm." Jacqueline threw the book in her hand aside and dragged her body upstairs. "I didn't sleep all night."

"I can't go!" This was the first time Hermione yelled hysterically, but Molly still comforted her with her incomparable patience.

"You look great, dear." Molly pointed to Hermione in the mirror in front of her. She was now wearing a sheer white gown with an open back.

"I look so coquettish," Hermione cried.

"Believe me," Ron leaned against the door and yawned, "You have nothing to do with the word coquettish."

"Harry," Molly turned to look at Harry who was standing aside, "what do you think?"

"Well," Harry thought for a moment, "I think you're pretty."

"You say that with every outfit!" Hermione yelled hoarsely.

Ron and Harry looked at each other and made a face.

"That's it." Molly patted Hermione's shoulder lightly, "You look perfect, and this necklace." Molly said, took out the necklace around Hermione's neck, let it The pendant fell on Hermione's chest, and Hermione looked down at her neck. It was the necklace Jacqueline gave her when she was in the third grade, and she almost forgot that she was still wearing it.

"Won't I look too rambunctious?" Hermione asked nervously, looking at her bare arms. "Maybe I should go for the dress with the sleeves."

"Maybe you should wear a robe." Ron laughed at his own words. "Trust me, even if all the women in the world are not decent, you will be the last one."

Molly smiled and nodded to Hermione in the mirror. "Come on, let me see if there is anything that needs maintenance on this dress. Harry, Ron, you two don't just stand around here, go and see if Jacqueline's owl has arrived."

"If only her exams were like this," Ron said as they walked down the stairs with Harry, "it would be great."

After dinner, Haig delivered Jacqueline's letter to Hermione. He watched Hermione open the letter, and then flew away with a cry of satisfaction.

"I still can't go." Hermione sat at the table, stared at the Galleon for a while, covered her face with her hands, "I'm not ready."

"A gold Galleon for the door key." Ron looked at the gold Galleons wrapped in layers of parchment inside, and sighed, "If you don't want it, can you give it to me?"

Harry kicked him under the table, and he shut his mouth resentfully.

"Hermione," said Harry, "you can do it. Professor Graham has always liked you, and, as Jacqueline said, it was just a normal party."

"But it's not ordinary!" Hermione looked up, her eyes full of worry, "You know what that means."

"Take a deep breath, Hermione," Harry said, "I still remember what Wood said to me when I played Quidditch for the first time, don't be nervous, believe in yourself, you will do well. With Jacqueline, she will take care of you."

"You really think so?" Hermione looked up at Harry and Ron, and both boys nodded at the same time.

"Alright then." Hermione took a deep breath, took her small bag, and resolutely reached out to the Galleon, "That's it."

Before Ron had time to stop her, her hand touched the Galleon, and then she disappeared under the surprised eyes of the two boys.

"Does she know it's midnight?" Ron asked looking out the window at the dark sky.

"She probably." Harry paused, full of unconfidence in his own words, "Forget it."

"Do you think anyone would believe me if I told anyone that Miss Know-it-All did it?"

Harry shook his head very firmly.

Jacqueline was lying on the bed with her eyes closed. She held the bear tightly in her arms and tossed and turned.If it wasn't for Christmas tomorrow, she would really like to find a place to hide today.

This morning, after saying goodbye to Norm, she wanted to go back to sleep, but when she was lying in bed, she found that she couldn't calm down at all.From the time I started practicing the Patronus Charm until now, one by one came to my mind, "I can do better." She kept telling herself.

As Christmas got closer and Hermione was nowhere to be seen, Jacqueline's mood became more and more depressed.

"I had a chance," she said to herself, "but I screwed it up."

She was unhappy all afternoon, and if there was any disturbance in the castle, she would run like a hound who smelled prey, but one time it was William and Lucas playing chess, and another time it was her Her father appeared in Yuna's room disheartened.

"I didn't know your mother sealed the fireplace." He dusted himself off, "No one told me, I thought something happened in the castle and I had to borrow Pete's fireplace, they were baking at that time Cotton," he plucked a lump of charcoal from his robe, before realizing that his daughter wasn't very much in the mood.

"Did something happen at school?" James asked slightly anxiously. "Someone bullied you? Maybe I should write a Howler letter to Dumbledore? Or the old woman would be better. Oh, sorry, Your mother doesn't allow me to use that word in front of you, so just pretend I didn't say it."

"I just didn't sleep well." Jacqueline walked out of the room, "Maybe I won't sleep well for a long time."

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the town bell had just struck, and the time and space in Jacqueline's room were slightly distorted, and then a figure fell directly on Jacqueline's bed.

"Ouch." Jacqueline woke up from her contemplation, clutching her nose.

"Did I hurt you, Jacqueline?" Hermione's uncertain voice sounded beside her, and then a light came from Hermione's wand, illuminating Jacqueline in front of her.

Jacqueline held her nose, raised her head and saw that the person who was propped up on top of her and was about to cling to her was Hermione Granger.

"Why are you here?" Jacqueline asked, frowning.

"It's the Portkey you gave me," said Hermione nervously. "You remember?"

"But it's midnight now." Jacqueline felt a little funny, and her tense emotions for a day were finally released because Hermione appeared in her room.She'll probably get a good night's sleep.

"I probably forgot." Hermione said with some embarrassment.They both laughed. "Come on, let me see if I hurt you." Hermione said, reaching out to take Jacqueline's hand off, but she didn't have the strength to support herself, and her whole body lay on top of Jacqueline. In front of Guilin.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.Jacqueline thought as she stared at Hermione's face, who was close at hand.Their bodies are separated only by a blanket and possibly a bear.

"I didn't mean to." Hermione quickly pushed herself up again, her face was so red, "I just wanted to see your nose."

"You didn't hurt me." Jacqueline explained to the air in front of her. "It's getting late, do you want to sleep?" she asked, before she found Hermione looking at her motionless.

"I asked a stupid question." Jacqueline stuck out her tongue, "If you don't mind, you can sleep in my bed." She said, blushing first, "I didn't invite you to sleep with me, I just wanted to say that we can sleep together in my bed." Jacqueline found herself getting less and less clear the more she explained.

"I should have let you go to the guest room." She bit her lip, thanking Hermione very much for turning off the light on the wand, otherwise Hermione would have found Jacqueline's face flushed like a ball of fire, "but going to the guest room The passage has been closed, so I can only wrong you to squeeze with me here. Although I can absolutely guarantee that you don't feel crowded on my bed. This is definitely not what I want to express." Jiegui Lin had to wave her hands to explain, "I mean..."

She looked up at the ceiling, not knowing what she was talking about.

"Where's the bathroom?" Hermione asked in the dark.

"What?" Jacqueline was still in her embarrassment.

"Where's the bathroom?" Hermione said more clearly. "I need to change into my pajamas. It can't be in the guest house."

"I can take you to this place." Jacqueline nodded vigorously, touched the wand beside her and waved it towards the candle on the wall, and the candle lit up, illuminating the whole room.Only then did Jacqueline realize that she and Hermione were still very close.

She quickly jumped out of bed, put the bear on the bedside table, and took the opportunity to kick aside all the debris closest to the bed. She walked towards a place in the room that was drawn by the curtain, "This is the bathroom, She knocked on the curtain, which slowly opened, revealing the space inside.

"If you need to wash up or something, there is a brand new set of toiletries. It's not because I often have guests sleep with me, but Norm is always ready for me." Finally, Jacqueline simply covered her face She squeezed her mouth, "Please go ahead, just pay attention to the ground, I'm not sure what's there." She choked out a sob, jumped back to the bed as fast as she could, and covered herself with the quilt.

What a shame, she said to herself.

I am so ashamed.Hermione looked at the mirror above the sink and covered her face with her hands. She forgot that it was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and she fell on Jacqueline?She even asked where the bathroom was?God, how does this look like something a serious girl should do?

If Jacqueline hadn't been outside, Hermione thought she would have cried.

By the way, Jacqueline was still outside, and Hermione was looking in the front mirror, she was still waiting for herself to go to bed.Why does this sound a bit...

"You can do it, Hermione!" she said softly.

"Of course you can." She blinked in the mirror.

When Hermione came out of the bathroom in her pajamas, Jacqueline was still not asleep, she was holding the quilt tightly with both hands, her head poked out from under the quilt, looking towards the bathroom like a thief .They both froze for a moment as her eyes glued to Hermione's, and then Jacqueline turned her head away quickly.

Hermione was very grateful to Jacqueline for leaving her the left side of the bed so she didn't have to walk around the end to the right and climb up again.Then, sadly and embarrassingly, Jacqueline had only one quilt on her bed.

"I promise I won't touch you." Jacqueline seemed to see Hermione's embarrassment, and immediately leaned to the right again. She was already on the edge of the bed, almost falling off.

"It's okay," Hermione said sharply, before lying down.

As Jacqueline said, her bed was big and soft.Even if two people are lying side by side, they will never touch each other.But the two of them were as if the middle of the bed had been sprayed with a deadly potion, they were both close to the edge of the bed, and another person could lie between them, and they could fall off with just one turn.

They lay with their eyes open for a while, and finally Hermione said, "Jacqueline."

"What is it?" cried Jacqueline, terrified.

"Can you put out the lamp, or the fire?"

"Of course, of course," said Jacqueline in a strange tone, reaching for the wand on the bedside table and calling "Knox" into the air.

It was pitch black all around.

"Good night, Jacqueline," said Hermione softly.

"Good night, Miss Granger." Jacqueline turned over, gripping the corner of the quilt firmly, and whispered.

Before the sun rose, they finally fell into a deep sleep and realized one thing, the other party was actually more nervous than themselves.