Together [HP]

The next morning, when Jacqueline opened her eyes, Hermione was still asleep in her arms, her brown hair and blond hair intertwined on the white linen pillow, drawing a refreshing pattern.

Jacqueline got up slightly, and carefully pulled her arm out from under Hermione's neck, and Hermione grumbled dissatisfied in her sleep.Jacqueline couldn't help laughing, her arms were a little numb now, but she didn't hate the feeling.She pressed a kiss on Hermione's cheek lightly, and walked out softly.

When Hermione woke up, finished washing, and walked down the creaking stairs, Jacqueline and Pete were already sitting behind a square table, and in front of Pete was a large piece of roasted unknown creature. meat, and a small wooden barrel, a unique aroma of butter beer wafted from the small wooden barrel in front of him.In front of Jacqueline was a glass of milk, a plate of sausages, baked potatoes and sandwiches.

"Are you awake?" Jacqueline followed the voice and smiled at Hermione. "How did you sleep last night?"

Hermione took one look at her and walked straight to Jacqueline.Jacqueline got up quickly. She took a bottle of milk from behind the counter and came with a plate. "This is the freshest milk from the farm that was just delivered this morning. These little sausages are also bought directly from the farm, and the potatoes are just dug out of the ground. As for this sandwich..."

Jacqueline looked at Pete and shrugged, "With all due respect, Pete, they're not as good as Norm's."

Pete glanced at Jacqueline indifferently, "Then you used to come here often and eat them all, it must not be you."

"That's because you don't have anything else here that can fill people's stomachs." Jacqueline said while taking a big bite of the sandwich in her hand.

Pete rolled his eyes at her, he looked at Hermione with some embarrassment, touched his head, and took a swig from the little wooden barrel, "I'm sorry," he said loudly, "I shouldn't have lied to you Yes, I just wanted to help you out."

"Thank you for your help." Jacqueline said without much sincerity. "Did you know that Raleigh's store is open?"

"Which Raleigh?" Pete asked.

"Raleigh Clive."

"Clive?" Pete looked at Jacqueline warily, "Why did you ask him suddenly? I've already apologized to your girlfriend, and you still want to sue me?"

"I'm not so leisurely and elegant." Jacqueline said disdainfully, "I just want to hang around the town with Hermione, and we're going to meet Nia at noon."

"Then why don't you take it to church," Pete said, "there's..."

Hermione was surprised to see Jacqueline gasp when she heard the word 'church', and then she glared at Pete, looking like she wanted to eat him alive.

"What church?" Hermione asked, looking sideways at Jacqueline.

Jacqueline shot Pete a reproachful look.Pete silently apologized and walked through the door leading to the kitchen with his keg of butterbeer.

Jacqueline let out a long breath. She looked like she was about to say something, but she said nothing, just chopped up the little sausages on her plate with a knife and fork.

Hermione looked at her, knowing it was a sign that something was on her mind.Hermione was a little disappointed, but she quickly adjusted.She knew that Jacqueline was hiding many things from herself, but she was confident that one day Jacqueline would tell her all these things.

"It's fine if you don't want to take me to this church." Hermione cut the sandwich on her plate into small pieces, and put them into her mouth, "We can just walk around this small town , I've never been in a town full of magical creatures like this before."

"It's an abandoned church." Jacqueline looked at her plate dejectedly. She put down the knife and fork, leaned back on the chair, and closed her eyes. "It's in the square. near the castle, we must pass there on our way back to the castle."

She said and buried her face in her hands, "Our family will pass the first day of the new year every year. If you, if you are willing to stay until that day... I think, I think they should allow you to come with us past."

"Jacqueline..." For some reason, Hermione's heart seemed to be hit hard suddenly. "If you don't want to speak out..."

"But you've got to know," Jacqueline sobbed, letting go of her hand.Hermione saw that the corners of her eyes had turned red, and her heart suddenly rose.

"Jacqueline," Hermione frantically took out a handkerchief from her pocket, "what's going on, if you don't want to tell..."

"That's where it happened." Jacqueline's eyes were all red, and there was a hint of anger and fear in her eyes, "That's where it happened."

"What..." Hermione's words stopped abruptly, and she suddenly realized that there is only one thing that can scare Jacqueline, and that is, when she was baptized, the Death Eaters attacked here.

"I'm really sorry." Hermione opened her hand, and she wanted to take Jacqueline into her arms, but Jacqueline firmly separated herself from Hermione with one hand. "Jacqueline," Hermione called out worriedly.

"You're right." Jacqueline shrugged her nose with red eyes. She stood up, took out a few gold Galleons from her wallet, put them on the table, and walked outside. "I really shouldn't run away anymore. That's a coward's act. I..." She paused and swallowed, "A Graham will definitely not be a coward."

"If you don't want to..." Hermione hurried out after her. She caught up with Jacqueline and said out of breath, "You don't have to want today."

"It must be today!" Jacqueline suddenly said in a decisive voice. She looked very stubborn, as if she had made a lot of determination. She turned her head, her eyes were red, "It must be today."

Hermione looked at her and was slightly taken aback, she suddenly understood what Jacqueline meant.

"Okay." She took a few steps quickly and held Jacqueline's cold, slightly trembling hand, "I'll go with you."

As they approached the square, Hermione could already see the top of the church.The further they walked, the more frightened Hermione became.When they reached the abandoned church completely, Hermione was speechless in shock.She had seen this church before. When Jacqueline was facing a Boggart in the third grade, the Boggart transformed into the shape of this church.And those voices...

Hermione bit her lip subconsciously, she had heard those voices before.They are Jacqueline's grandfather, and uncle...

Jacqueline held Hermione's arm tightly, and she gave Hermione a nervous look before walking forward.

"Here." They walked up the stairs in front of the church and stood in front of the door of the church. Hermione wanted to push the door open, but Jacqueline stopped her. Said, "My grandmother died here." She swallowed.

"They told me that at that time, my grandma was protecting my mother, and my mother was holding me. They ran here, and my grandma tried to close the door to stop my dad. But... Dad came through the door. cast a spell, hit my grandma, and just a minute later, Uncle Sean, Uncle Rufus, they came with the Aurors."

She took a deep breath, "They also told me that if, if it wasn't my grandma who stood in front of my mother..."

Jacqueline choked out a sob.Hermione quickly reached out and hugged Jacqueline's arm, rubbing it gently, "It's okay, Jacqueline. If, if you need time. I will always be by your side."

"No!" Jacqueline shouted hysterically, "I've had enough, this thing has scared me for so many years, I can't let it become my stumbling block!"

As she spoke, she pushed the door open with force in her hand.

It was quiet inside, the hallway and the room were extremely clean, let alone a drop of blood, it was impossible to find even a spider web.In addition to the traces of spell hits that can be seen everywhere on the walls, floors, and ceilings, there are also those broken glazed paintings, broken, and incomplete wooden benches.

"We come every year." Jacqueline repeated unconsciously, "Every year, grandpa and the others..." Jacqueline suddenly opened her mouth wide, panting heavily.Hermione didn't know how to comfort her, she could only hug Jacqueline, rubbing her cold arm desperately.

"They, they are cleaning... cleaning here. On the other hand," Jacqueline's chest rose and fell quite a lot, and it took her a long time before she read Voldemort's name like an ordinary wizard, and put the rest "Tell me where they died. Over and over and over and over. Every year."

Jacqueline seemed to be in a daze, and she pulled Hermione all the way to the front altar, which was in a mess, and even the statue was smashed to the ground. "Jethro, my brother, he's standing here." Jacqueline said in a high voice. "Before it all started, he was standing here by my grandmother's side."

"He had a chance to go." Jacqueline sobbed softly. "He could survive! My grandfather told him to go, but he said he was a Graham man and he wanted to protect his sister! My grandmother had to pull him away, he was already at the door!" Jacqueline cried out, "a spell, a spell hit him, and grandmother wanted to go back and save him, but, but he put Grandma pushed it away. Finally, and finally he, he closed the door from the inside, and he shut me and my mother out!"

"Uncle William was the first to react, and he was the first to pull out his wand. Then Grandpa, Uncle Raymond... Aunt Elizabeth, Aunt Emily, they all stood in front of Mom." Jacqueline was all in Trembling, she hugged herself tightly and squatted down, "Even Oakd, Phineas, Darien, none of them left, they all died in this church."

Hermione bit her lip, and she knelt on the ground halfway, holding Jacqueline into her arms. She couldn't imagine that young Jacqueline was here every year, where her relatives died.Watching her loved ones, those ghosts, telling her about their own deaths.

She always thought that Harry was very unlucky, but compared with Jacqueline, he was so lucky. At least, he didn't have to experience the death of his parents every year.

He doesn't have to...

That's why Jacqueline couldn't have said something funny to her Boggart, how could she have said that to her loved ones who died because of her.

"They died for you, Jacqueline." It took Hermione a long time to find her voice, "They...I think, your grandfather, they didn't want you to be afraid..."

"They also lied!" Jacqueline suddenly yelled. In this empty church that seemed a bit gloomy for some reason, Jacqueline's voice became more terrifying than ever. "Almost ten years! Every year, they tell me how my father used it, what spell he used, and where he killed them one by one!"

"But it's not true!" Jacqueline waved her hand angrily, "It's not true! On that day, there were a lot of Death Eaters here! At least twenty of them, and not all of them were killed by my father. dead!"

Hermione opened her mouth in disbelief, and she asked cautiously, "But, you, how do you know?"

"I saw it!" Jacqueline panted quickly, her eyes were cold, "I saw it all! In my dream, I saw that they were my father who tortured me. In the dream, I am him!"

It took Hermione a lot of effort to persuade Jacqueline to come out of the church. She took Jacqueline and walked in the cemetery behind the church. Iced orange juice bought from a small shop.There is a large area in the cemetery that belongs exclusively to the Graham family, and it is also filled with densely packed tombstones.

"A lot of Graham's ancestors," said Jacqueline, her eyes still red, with her nose shrugging. Watch the tide ebb and flow, the clouds roll and the clouds clear." They walked slowly past the tombstones, some of which were almost 500 years old.

"I later redid the tombstone and put this sentence." They stood in front of Jethro's tombstone, which read: Jethro Graham, a brave brother, June 1976, 6 Until January 15, 1980.

"When I was very young..." Jacqueline said intermittently, "I couldn't bear that situation sometimes..." Hermione held Jacqueline's hand tightly and buried Jacqueline's head in the on my own shoulders, "I will sneak here, but every time my mother finds me back, she will punish me heavily. Either to sharpen the horns of a dozen unicorns, or to cut a table full of unicorns. Herbal medicine. I also have to read the ancient rune for an hour in front of my mother's desk, and there must be no typo."

"Later, I grew up and understood what happened here, and I didn't want to come here even more. I told myself over and over again, they died for me, I can't let them down, I must avenge them. I must Kill the mysterious man." Jacqueline's mournful voice came from her shoulders, and Hermione didn't know what else to do except hold her tightly in her arms.

"I always thought, I thought, that my father, who was controlled by a mysterious person, could kill them all by himself. How powerful the mysterious person who controlled him must be. How could I kill him? ? Until, until I had that dream..." Jacqueline choked up, "I saw, I felt my father, what kind of torture he suffered. The mysterious man didn't bother to come over because it was his birthday that day , he asked the Death Eaters to give our family to him for his birthday."

"But I don't understand, they are my family. Why do they hide it from me, why can't they tell me the truth! Why do they throw me aside when they encounter important things, I am the future heir of the family , why didn't they tell me anything..."

Hermione sighed heavily, and gently stroked Jacqueline's long hair.She had never seen Jacqueline so helpless.

"Have you asked them, Jacqueline?" Hermione tried to soften her voice, she didn't want Jacqueline to think that she was apologizing for her family, "You asked Professor Graham why they should so?"

Jacqueline leaned against Hermione's shoulder and shook her head, "I guess they just don't want others to know that outsiders have invaded this place, which is a great shame to them."

"But it's just..."

"Hermione, you don't understand." Jacqueline shook her head in disappointment. "In a family like ours, honor is more important than anything else. It's even written directly on our family crest."

"But don't you find it strange?" Hermione whispered into Jacqueline's ear, "Is there any honor in telling people that they were killed by a man under the Imperius Curse?"

"That's my father!" Jacqueline looked up from Hermione's shoulder, and she stared at her slightly angrily, "They can say that it was my father who attacked them."

"It's possible if there are several people." Hermione tried to keep her voice soft, she seemed to want to reason with Jacqueline. "But, there are more than a dozen people here..."

Jacqueline looked at her with red eyes, "What do you want to say?" She roared angrily, "Is my father a vicious murderer?"

Startled, Hermione said hastily, "Of course I don't think so. I just think, well, it's a little too much to say it's a lie, isn't it?"

Jacqueline looked at Hermione, her breathing became heavier and her eyes became colder and colder. Hermione inexplicably felt a trace of fear. She wanted to hold Jacqueline's hand, but Jacqueline waved her hand, "I'm fine," she said forcefully. "Let's go find Nia."

She said and walked towards the outside of the church.

"Jacqueline!" Hermione hurriedly chased after her, "Please, tell me, I'm your girlfriend, aren't I?"

"I'm not saying I want to hide anything from you." Jacqueline shook her head, she took Hermione's cold hands, put them together in the palm of her hand, and rubbed them together, "What you said is not wrong, their lies , I should have seen it sooner. I just... I think, the fear of You-Know-Who has blinded me. I have completely lost my sanity in this matter."

Hermione took Jacqueline's hand to tell her to stop, she put her head against Jacqueline's head, and whispered in her ear, "At least this proves that my girlfriend is not a robot."

Jacqueline was amused by her, and she pressed a kiss on Hermione's lips lightly, "Thank you, Hermione."

"Hey," said Hermione softly, "that's why you need a girlfriend, isn't it?"

"I don't need a girlfriend." Jacqueline smiled smugly, "All I need is you."

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This should answer many people's questions about why Jacqueline is so afraid of Voldemort and the form of Jacqueline's Boggart.