Together [HP]

For the first time, Jacqueline felt that the distance between the guest building and her own tower was a bit far, and the night passed too slowly.The clock hadn't struck midnight when Jacqueline escorted Hermione into her guest room.She stayed there until the second before the passage from the guest building to the tower closed.

She didn't know how Hermione felt, but after being with Hermione day and night for almost two full days, Hermione's sudden departure, even though she was only in the guest building next to her now, made Jacqueline feel uncomfortable , as if the fish suddenly left the water.

But it's weird, Jacqueline thought, this is my home, and I'm supposed to feel like a fish in water when I'm here.rather than the other way around.But when Jacqueline finished washing and went to bed, she realized what was missing.A warm, soft, living being.

Of course, this does not mean that her room is not warm enough, her bed is not soft enough, her big bear, well, although it is true that it is as tall as a person, but when Jacqueline is lying on her soft enough bed, hugging When she couldn't sleep watching the big bear toss and turn, she wished even more desperately that she was holding a girl from Gryffindor named Hermione Granger in her arms.

However, family rules are family rules, and it is impossible and unwilling for Jacqueline to violate them.Even if it looks so cold, ruthless, and unreasonable.How can you make two people who love each other lie on their own beds in a room a few meters apart, and still fall asleep peacefully?

When you're Graham's heir, it might be easier, because you just have to imagine.Jacqueline hugged the brown bear, but her mind went back to last night.They were on the second floor of Pete's Bar, Hermione was lying in her arms, her breath lingered around him, and the warmth that belonged to her...

Jacqueline's breathing became more and more even, until at last she fell into a groggy sleep with a smile on her face.

The next day, before dawn, Jacqueline woke up. She jumped up from the bed, rolled and jumped out of bed, and rushed into her bathroom without even wearing slippers. She washed After changing into a clean robe, she realized that it was still a long time before seven o'clock, which meant that she had to find a way to pass the time for more than an hour.

"I should go back to bed and go to sleep." Jacqueline sat on the bed, holding the big bear in her arms, looking at her clean room, everything was where it should be. "The place is a little too clean now, isn't it. Everything is in its place, and when I want to grab it, it's not with me."

"I'm not actually talking about these books." After a while, when Jacqueline fell back on the bed in a daze, she buried her head on the bear's head, closed her eyes and murmured softly, "You know yes, right?"

When Jacqueline opened her eyes again, the grandfather clock on the opposite side of the bed showed that it was past ten o'clock.

"Oops!" yelled Jacqueline, hurried out of bed, hurried down to the basement of the tower, and through the little door there into Hermione's room.Hermione wasn't there, Hurst was tidying up the already tidy room.When he saw that it was Jacqueline, he quickly bowed to Jacqueline.

"Is there anything Heshi can do to help the little master?"

"Where's Hermione?" Jacqueline asked anxiously. She stood at the door of the room, poked her head in, and looked carefully to make sure that Hermione was not hiding in any corner.

"Miss Granger went to the restaurant for dinner after eight o'clock. Later, she came back and asked Hess where the library was. Hess guessed that Miss Granger must be talking about the library, so Hess told Miss Granger."

"Good job, Hess." Jacqueline gave Hess a thumbs up, lifted her robe, and quickly ran towards the library.

"Little master, the master wants you to go and have breakfast quickly!" Hess yelled behind her, but Jacqueline had already run away.

When Jacqueline ran to the library out of breath and opened the door, Hermione was sitting on the single sofa in front of the bookshelf reading a book, the winter sun shone in through the window, half reflected on her Half of the book on her face was reflected on her face. At that moment, Jacqueline firmly believed that she saw an angel.

Jacqueline leaned on the door frame, looking at Hermione who was sitting there reading a book, her eyes were full of tenderness.Everything is so beautiful, so silent.Gina and Lucas came in once, then they backed out in silence.

Hermione might have had a chance to finish the book at hand if Jacqueline's stomach hadn't grown untimely.Hermione looked up, and Jacqueline was standing at the door, clutching her stomach in embarrassment.

"Sorry to bother you." Jacqueline bowed slightly towards Hermione.

"I was too engrossed in reading it." Hermione closed the book, put it back on the shelf, and walked towards Jacqueline, "How long have you been here?"

"It's been so long that I can be sure that the one I fell in love with is an angel."

"Oh, Jacqueline." Hermione blushed and sighed softly, and she said slightly apologetically, "I should have waited for you in the room, I just, um, I wanted to see..."

"We have some books here." Jacqueline finished for her with a smile. "You are our guest, Hermione, not a prisoner. In this castle, you can go wherever you want. As long as But there are some places where there may be some danger."

"Dangerous?" Hermione frowned slightly. For some reason, she suddenly remembered the old castle she went to with Jacqueline a few years ago. "Don't tell me that there is a prison here."

"There used to be a prison here." Jacqueline nodded. She went into the library and took a fruit tart from the snack plate. Where the potions are. But it's still dangerous because Mum, uh..."

She thought for a while, "Let's say this, she is willing to try some very unstable potion making."

Hermione couldn't help but chuckled, "I didn't know Professor Graham was so good at making potions."

Jacqueline shrugged, "It's imprinted in our bones, not to mention, if other children's bedtime stories are those fairy tales, my mother didn't read me a long stack of potion preparation lists, It's the word of the ancient rune." Jacqueline raised her eyebrows, picked up a piece of cheesecake on the plate, and broke it in half, "Do you want it? It tastes pretty good."

Hermione looked dotingly at Jacqueline and smiled slightly, shaking her head slightly. "So, what are your plans for today?"

"I spent the night thinking about where I should take you first." Jacqueline licked her hand, "Personally, of course, my favorite place is our kitchen. It's small, and it's right under my tower. But I don't think you'll like it as much as I do."

"Besides," Jacqueline spread her hands, "I think this castle, apart from my room, should be the place you are most interested in."

Hermione smiled, and she took Jacqueline's hand lightly. "I would love to visit your home, where you grew up and lived. I mean it."

"I can pick a few rooms to show you around." Jacqueline nodded, and pulled Hermione outside, "Actually, you have seen some of the more important places. Our two restaurants, I and our library," said Jacqueline, as they walked through the garden, "and I don't think you have anything to say about our opera hall, our great bathroom, our drawing room, our statuary room, etc. Great interest, right?"

"You have an opera hall?" Hermione looked a little taken aback. "An opera hall? In this castle?"

"I remember what Professor Binns said," Jacqueline turned her head and winked at Hermione, "In the Middle Ages, people still liked opera very much. But the people in the town didn't want to build an opera hall, Because they were afraid that it would affect their rest. Therefore, we built the opera hall in the basement of the castle."

Jacqueline walked into the gate of the main building while talking.She led Hermione up the stairs in the hall to the second floor.This time, Jacqueline walked towards the left-hand side of the stairs. She turned a corner and pushed the first room on the left.

"This is our family's collection room." Jacqueline shook her head inside, but before Hermione went in, she whispered, "Can I ask you to refrain from tidying up?"

Hermione glanced at Jacqueline inexplicably, she walked in, and was immediately stunned.It is not as clean and tidy as other rooms in the castle, such as the two dining rooms, the library or the guest room.It is more accurate to say it is a utility room than a collection room.A set of shining armor was stacked in the corner, and an ordinary wooden cabinet stood beside the wall.A dark table with countless scratches was placed in the center of the room, surrounded by some very expensive looking antiques.

"It's been 16 years, and no ginseng has come here." Jacqueline explained, looking at Hermione's suspicious eyes. "And since the collection room is for outsiders to see, our family doesn't need outsiders who visit the collection room to come in." Jacqueline shrugged, "We don't think there is any need to tidy up here."

"What's in this cabinet?" Hermione carefully moved to the front of the cabinet again. There was a wand in each grid. The box containing the wand was written with the names of the people and the people who made the wand. Materials used.

"These are the wands used by the ancestors of the Graham family. There was a time when this behavior was very popular. Some so-called prestigious families believed that keeping the wands of their ancestors would not only prove their pure blood, but also be able to To show people what famous ancestors they once had."

"Our ancestors didn't like it. They thought the wand should die with its owner. But," Jacqueline shook her head, "sometimes..."

Her gaze drifted to the last dozen or so grids, which contained not wands but scraps of wood. "These belonged to Grandpa and the others, their wands were all smashed, and these sawdust was all Mum could find."

Hermione gasped, a dozen or so wands were shattered?How terrible what happened in the church that day.

Hermione forced herself to look at the table in the middle of the room, only then did she realize that there were three brocade boxes on the table.She leaned over, and there were three brocade boxes with medals.The three medals are the first level, second level, and third level of the Merlin Medal.

Hermione opened her mouth wide, "Your family..."

"Our ancestors brought these back by their own abilities." Jacqueline frowned, she looked a little sad, and she couldn't wait to explain. "They're not like Lockhart, who got back a Medal of Merlin with a forgetting curse and that smile. Mom always hoped that they could take back Lockhart's medal." Jacqueline shook her head, she Doesn't seem to want to talk about Lockhart anymore.

Jacqueline reached out and opened the drawer under the table, and there were more identical brocade boxes inside, "Maybe I can't give you the first-class medal, because it is recorded in the Ministry of Magic, and it cannot be transferred to others for collection." , they can sue you for illegal possession. But, if you want, you can take a second grade back.”

"I can't take it." Hermione shook her head hastily, "These belong to your ancestors, and they represent the glory of your family."

Jacqueline sneered, "They can only represent the past glory of our family, look around you, Hermione." Jacqueline swept her eyes along the items in the room, "These are all It's already history, if we can get it once, we can get it a second time. But if we only lie on the credits of the past and only remember our history, then we are not far from genocide."