Together [HP]

Jacqueline didn't go far. As soon as she apparated to the small church in the village, she immediately turned into a phoenix and flew back.Hermione was no longer on the first floor, and Jacqueline anxiously found a taller branch so that she could better see the situation on the second floor.

At this time, a figure appeared in front of the house out of thin air. He was covered in a black robe, tall and thin, without a single hair on his head, and his skin was paler than a skeleton.A searing pain came from Jacqueline's left arm, and she almost groaned in pain.Voldemort, here we come.

Hermione, run, Hermione!Gritting her teeth, Jacqueline watched as Voldemort walked into that room. At that moment, Jacqueline also spread her wings. She wanted to go in and take Hermione away, no matter how much Hermione would hate her later.

"Thunderbolt explosion!" Hermione's scream came from the room on the second floor, and then Jacqueline watched Potter pull Hermione and jumped out of the broken window. Lin's eyes met, and she screamed, twirled in mid-air, and disappeared.

Without thinking, Jacqueline also Apparated amidst Voldemort's angry shouts.As soon as she got back to her dungeon in Malfoy Manor, she collapsed on her bed with limp legs, pulling her sweat-drenched front, panting heavily.

Jacqueline didn't dare to recall the scene just now, she didn't know if Voldemort saw the high-speed spinning phoenix in the end.But she knew that Hermione was safe, that Hermione hadn't died because of the stupid decision she made in a fit of rage.Hermione, you're safe.

Jacqueline sat on the bed in her room a little dazedly, she covered her face with her hands, her head was still dizzy, as if the person who had just escaped from death was not Hermione but her.Jacqueline only felt that everything in front of her eyes was black, and today was just her luck.At that time, she should have taken Hermione away, she should have.She has the ability, she can.She could do that with just a Stunning Charm.She could take Hermione away before Voldemort got there.

If only she had kept going... Hermione would probably hate her forever after this, but at least they'd both survive.Isn't that the most important thing?Hermione Granger survived.And Voldemort would be very happy if Potter was dead.Maybe he will relax, so I still have a chance to kill Voldemort together!

Jacqueline's body trembled involuntarily. As long as, as long as she persisted, everything, everything would be different.She'll be able to get revenge, she'll be able to end it all.

Jacqueline buried her hands deep in her palms, she wanted to cry, she wanted to go home, she wanted to go back to her warm and comfortable room, lie on her bed and sleep well, never to have to cry again. Live with such trepidation.But she couldn't, Voldemort hadn't died, the potion hadn't been finished, Hermione was still alive and dead.She still has too many things to finish and needs to be done.She can't just give up on everything like this, no matter what.

Jacqueline raised her head, let out a long breath, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingers.She couldn't do this, she had to pull herself together, Lucius, Voldemort, or any Death Eater could open the door at any moment.And if they see themselves like this once.Jacqueline sniffed, thinking about Uncle Rufus, Jacqueline, if you failed, would you deserve his death?Are you worthy of his sacrifice?

Jacqueline took a deep breath, and she tried to calm down all her restless emotions.Do what you have to do, Jacqueline, Hermione knows what she's doing, what about you?She pushed you away not to make you complain so quickly and get out of the way so quickly.

Jacqueline stood up, jumped on the spot, opened the drawer in front of her, and took out the copper Knut that she hadn't looked at for a long time.The number on it has changed, it is not the three words Hermione left her last time, but:

I'm very sorry.

Jacqueline laughed at herself, if she had seen this earlier, would she not have made such a reckless decision that put Hermione in danger.Will she be able to formulate the whole plan in more detail, so that she won't be in such a hurry like today?

The number on the copper Knut changed soon. It was obvious that Hermione should have gone to a relatively safe place, otherwise she would not have had the thought to contact Jacqueline.Jacqueline closed her eyes, she held the copper Knut in the palm of her hand, and pressed it tightly against her chest, the mouth kept choking there, like a big stone forcibly pressing Jacqueline, and finally she was able to exhale Out.

We, safe.Sorry to get mad at you.Why, no, go.Harry, hurt, take care of him.I love you.

Jacqueline looked at the last three words, and the tears she just forced back couldn't stop coming.Think of bad things, Jacqueline, think of Uncle Rufus.Jacqueline sobbed softly, her eyes were all red, but she managed to stop her tears from falling.

Hermione loves me, Jacqueline sniffed, of course she knew it.Why, why had she forgotten that so stupidly that she had almost put Hermione in danger of dying.Jacqueline bit her lip. She didn't regret that she designed to give Voldemort a chance to kill Potter. If she did it all over again, she would still do it even in the most sane state.But she will definitely make the plan more complete and will not put Hermione in danger.

Before Jacqueline had time to pack up all her emotions, the door of her room was thrown open with a 'bang'.Jacqueline immediately turned around, and Bella appeared in front of her with disheveled hair, and Bella's wand was pointed at Jacqueline tightly.Jacqueline pulled out her own wand all at once, and the two of them stared at each other at the same time, refusing to budge.

"How did you know that Potter would go to Godric's Hollow!" Bella yelled frantically, and the wand in her hand waved angrily, and spells shot out from the tip of Bella's wand as fast as lightning. .Jacqueline didn't have the strength to fight back at all. She only had time to erect shields in front of her body, and kept jumping around in the room.

"Are you an undercover agent! Are you planning to kill the master!"

"I don't even know what you're talking about." Jacqueline shrieked, and several spells flew past her cheeks, and she could even feel the magic power contained in the spells. "I've been staying here, thinking about how to improve my potion!"

"You liar!" Bella yelled, and she cornered Jacqueline mercilessly, and Jacqueline had to summon a shield in front of her again. "You just want the master to die."

"What good would that do me!" Jacqueline yelled, curled up in a corner, and at last she seized a chance. She stretched out her wand carefully behind the shield, and turned the pillow on her bed into a strip of emerald green. The giant snake directed it to rush towards Bella.Bella just waved her wand lightly, and the snake hit the wall, and all the cotton wool in the pillow flew out, and more and more, overwhelming.Under the cover of the cotton wool, Jacqueline was finally able to catch her breath. Taking advantage of the moment when Bella's sight was covered by the cotton wool, she yelled, "Dizzy!"

If the spell hit Bella, it might be able to make Bella lie down for a while, but in the mist, Jacqueline saw another figure appearing at her door, Bella was pushed, and the spell When it hit the opposite wall, the solid stone even cracked a few cracks.

"You still want to kill me!" Bella looked even more angry, and she raised her wand again.

"Bellatrix!" A woman's voice sounded in front of Jacqueline's door, which surprised Jacqueline, she thought it would be Lucius who came.However, if Lucius knew that Bella wanted to kill her, he would probably just watch the show on the sidelines. "This is my home." The woman raised her voice.

"Sissy, she must have sold the master. It must be a conspiracy between her and that Potter. You can't trust her."

"But the Dark Lord believes her." The person named Sissy replied coldly, "Moreover, the master didn't allow or ask you or anyone to attack her. I don't allow you to kill people at will in my house !"

"The Dark Lord must be... I, I think he is..." Bella's voice trailed off, "It must be a mistake."

"And that's not up to you, Bella!"

The cotton wool flying in the center of the room finally disappeared. Jacqueline leaned against the wall reluctantly, gasping for breath. She looked forward, wanting to know who could make a crazy woman with a few words. Who is the person Bella descended from? After all, among the Death Eaters, she really couldn't think of such a person.

To Jacqueline's surprise, she knew the woman, Narcissa Malfoy.Narcissa was as pale as Lucius, and her long blond hair hung down her back, but her tightly clasped hands showed the worry in her heart.

"Excuse me," Jacqueline leaned against the wall. If it weren't for the support of the wall, she would have collapsed on the ground by now. "Can I ask what happened? Did I kill your lord, or did I kill you?" What heinous thing did you do?"

"Master went to Godric's Hollow." Narcissa said softly.

Bella visibly rolled her eyes behind Narcissa, "I bet she knew that early on."

"Of course I know." When Jacqueline was strong enough to support herself, she stood up straight, patted the ashes on her magic robe, walked across the room, walked to the door, and looked at Naxi with her chest folded Sha and Bella, "Mr. Malfoy told me about it himself."

"And there Potter is, with your little girlfriend!" Bella bellowed.

Jacqueline tilted her head, a smile appeared on her face, "So what's going on? You don't seem to be happy to see your lord catch Potter."

Bella's cheeks flushed, her chest heaved violently, "You!"

But Narcissa quickly stopped her, she said softly, "The master didn't catch Potter, and Potter escaped again."

"Oh," Jacqueline sneered, and she looked at Bella, "So you think that Potter and I have colluded to lure you to Godric's Hollow and find a way to kill him?"

Jacqueline sneered, "Merlin, how conceited must I be to believe that just me, Potter, and maybe Granger can defeat the lord. And to be honest, since the lord didn't complain Me, I don't understand what you're talking about. Do you want me to be a scapegoat, or am I just a place for you to vent your anger?"

"If so." Bella let out an extremely contemptuous laugh.

Jacqueline put away the smile on her face, and she looked at Bella seriously. "Then, in order to maintain my own dignity, I must challenge you to a duel."

Bella let out a series of smug laughter, "Oh, duel, did you hear that, Narcissa? She actually wanted to duel with me."

"Yes," Jacqueline said sternly, "I'm afraid I will die by your hands, but do you think the Lord will let you go easily?"

Bella opened her mouth in surprise.

"There won't be any duels in my house." Narcissa said coldly, and she glanced at Bella. "I'll let the house-elf rearrange the room for you, Miss Graham. Come with me, Bella."

The author has something to say:

Why in my writing, Bella has become a sister who gets into trouble everywhere, and Narcissa has become a sister who is cold and cold... It feels like this couple is suddenly and inexplicably cute.It must be the wrong way for me to open it...