Together [HP]

Hermione who is easily persuaded is not Hermione.After breakfast the next day, Jacqueline was still dragged out by Hermione, and the big words 'closed' were still hung on the door of the Pig's Head Bar as yesterday.Jacqueline pushed open the door, and the inside was empty, behind the bar, there was no sign of Aberforth wiping the glass with his dirty rag.

Jacqueline and Hermione hugged each other up the rickety stairs, the second floor was evacuated, and Ariana's photo was no longer on the wall.Jacqueline pushed open the first door in the corridor, and she and Hermione walked in.Inside there was only a bed and a table left alone.

Hermione touched the slightly dusty table, and said nostalgicly, "Harry and Ron and I entered Hogwarts from here a few days ago, and now..."

"Yeah," Jacqueline sat on the bed, she looked around, her heart was as empty as this room.Jacqueline looked at Hermione, and Hermione saw her.Jacqueline laughed suddenly, and Hermione looked at her inexplicably.

Jacqueline patted the mattress and said with a smile, "I just suddenly remembered that last year you were drunk and lay on this bed, drunkenly asking me to tell you stories."

Hermione also laughed, she sat beside Jacqueline, leaned on Jacqueline's shoulder, and held Jacqueline's hand, "Yeah, and then you told me a story that was changed out of shape The story of three brothers."

Jacqueline looked down at Hermione's hand, playing with her fingers unconsciously. "Can it be my fault, Miss Granger." Jacqueline said softly, "You said you wanted to hear some stories about the White Maiden and Snow Cinderella."

"The story of the White Maiden and Snow Cinderella?" Hermione also smiled, and she turned to look at Jacqueline, "Did I really say that?"

Jacqueline tilted her head slightly. She looked at Hermione's red lips, lowered her head slightly, and kissed them.Hermione froze for a moment, then she wrapped her arms around Jacqueline and deepened the kiss.

"You know what you said, Miss Granger." Jacqueline raised her head, and she hugged Hermione tightly, her nose pressed against Hermione's head, greedily absorbing Hermione's scent.

"It looks like I was indeed drunk at that time." Hermione giggled. "That's actually supposed to be the story of Cinderella and Snow White."

"Ah," Jacqueline nodded suddenly, "I've read these two stories from the set of books you gave me."

"Yeah," Hermione nodded slightly disappointed, she suddenly thought of what happened between them during that period of time.Jacqueline slightly tightened her arm around Hermione, she understood what Hermione was thinking.Jacqueline whispered into Hermione's ear.

"I'm a bit sleepy right now, would you be interested in telling me a story? My girlfriend from a Muggle family?"

Hermione laughed. She looked at Jacqueline and said, "You've only just woken up, my pure-blood girlfriend."

Jacqueline moved her body, and she really just lay down, closed her eyes, and muttered, "But it doesn't mean I woke up, anyway, I'm going to sleep for a while."

Hermione really had nothing to do with Jacqueline, so she just smiled.She also lay down, lying on Jacqueline's chest, while playing with Jacqueline's blond hair scattered on her chest, "A long time ago, there was a queen sitting by an open window..."

Jacqueline smiled smugly, and put her hand lightly on Hermione's waist. In Hermione's voice, she persisted for a while, and really fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Jacqueline slowly opened her eyes. The room was very quiet. Hermione was lying on Jacqueline's chest and had already fallen asleep.Jacqueline smiled softly, raised her arm, and glanced at the time, it was only after 11 o'clock.Jacqueline looked out the window and could only vaguely see a corner of the Shrieking Shack in the distance.

Life is so amazing, ten days ago, she was still entering Hogwarts with Draco through the Shrieking Shack, expecting to get the crown before Potter, doubting whether she could kill Voldemort and survive by the way .Frightened all the time.It's probably the same for Hermione, who was still anxiously studying how to sneak into Hogwarts without being discovered a few days ago.And now that it was all over, with Hermione lying on top of her, they were lying in bed, and no one would yell at them even if they slept leisurely all morning.There will no longer be any Horcruxes to find, or any potions to make.

Hermione moved on Jacqueline's body, Jacqueline looked over, Hermione slammed her mouth, it seemed that she was about to wake up.Jacqueline smiled and raised her left hand. She let the sleeve of her magic robe fall to her elbow, and the Dark Lord's mark would never light up again. For this purpose, how many people gave their lives.Whether active or passive.

"They didn't write your name on it." Hermione's voice sounded muffled in Jacqueline's chest. She raised her hand, stretched it into the air, and interlocked Jacqueline's fingers.

"What?" Jacqueline asked softly.

"The newspapers these days," said Hermione a little unhappy, her fingers slowly sliding down Jacqueline's arm, tracing along the mark of the Dark Lord, "all the articles praising the resistance against Voldemort There is no mention of your name."

Jacqueline laughed, touched by what Hermione had done for her, "So, how many times did they mention my girlfriend?"

"Jacqueline," Hermione called out dissatisfied, she propped herself up from Jacqueline's chest, and frowned at her, "I'm serious, I don't want people to see me as a You are a hero, and I don't want them to misunderstand you."

"But, Hermione, you are a hero." Jacqueline looked at Hermione and said, but Hermione didn't look happy, and she even got angry, "You are my hero." Jacqueline responded Said naturally. "And, you see, so far, Principal McGonagall, Interim Minister Kingsley, and Director Ogden have not sent me to Azkaban, which is enough to prove that they have not misunderstood anything."

"But it's not enough." Hermione still frowned, "I don't understand, so many people saw it at the time, when Harry's life and death were uncertain, you were the one who severely injured Voldemort with the potion and wiped out the last Horcrux .But why didn't they say a word!"

Jacqueline smiled and reached out to rub Hermione, but Hermione pouted and avoided it. "Because the wizarding world has just settled down, it is still a time when heroes are needed." Jacqueline patiently explained, "People need Harry Potter, they need a Boy Who Lived, a savior to tell them that Voldemort Dead, the danger is over. People need him to reassure themselves, to make them feel that if there is any danger in the future, there is still someone they can rely on. Of course," Jacqueline paused, and she rubbed Hermione's brown hair .

"For others who hide and don't fight back, they also need to make Harry a hero to justify their actions. As if they don't report now, killing Bella, Voldemort's number one The helper was Aunt Molly, a housewife. They wouldn't report how George Weasley lost an ear. They didn't tell how Neville had beheaded Nagini. Or the centaurs, the house-elves, who joined the fray at the last moment. Of course, they are, much less likely to mention, what Professor Snape did."

"They need a hero, to do the impossible. That's why Mom acquiesced in Kingsley, a man from the Order of the Phoenix, as interim minister. People need a group that sounds capable, yes People that ordinary people can't match. So, they make a big deal that Tonks and Kingsley are the best Aurors, but they don't mention that Professor Lupine is a werewolf. They say that Percy Weasley is the Ministry of Magic The minister's assistant, who said he had turned from the dark to the bright, and that Mr Weasley had served at the Ministry of Magic, did not say that Arthur was the head of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Department, a most obscure department."

"But wait for a while, let people live a peaceful life, and when the fear in people's hearts finally dissipates, they will gradually understand that the so-called heroes are just a group of ordinary people. Just like Dumbledore, he Wasn't he once thought of as an old madman?"

Hermione muttered in dissatisfaction, she moved up, leaned on Jacqueline's shoulder, wrapped her waist, "Without the help of any of you, we would not be able to succeed. Especially you and Professor Snape, they can't even mention it for these reasons."

Jacqueline shrugged, and she kissed Hermione, "I don't really care what they say about me."

"But!"

Jacqueline raised a finger to stop Hermione, "Shoot the top bird, Miss Granger. The more famous you are, the more powerful it will be when people attack you in the future. This kind of thing has happened too much in our family , and learned too many bloody lessons, so, to be honest, we have no interest in being famous at all."

"But that doesn't mean they can ignore your contributions!"

"Don't worry, Miss Granger, a Medal of Merlin First Class engraved with my name is already on the way." Jacqueline said, narrowing her eyes, "If Kingsley dares to forget to send me Well, I haven't used up all the potions I used against Voldemort."

They lay side by side on the bed for a while, until Jacqueline's stomach started to growl, then they got up and walked towards Hogwarts.When they passed the post office, they happened to meet a middle-aged wizard carrying things into the post office.

"I know you," said the blond man with glasses, "I've seen your picture in the Daily Prophet," he said, holding out his hand to Hermione, "You are so brave, if you are I, I sure can't do it."

"Oh," Hermione's ears turned slightly red, "thank you."

The man winked at Jacqueline thinking it was funny, "You are her friend, right? Do you know what she did? She was with the savior, Harry Potter..."

"She's my girlfriend," said Hermione loudly. "She's Jacqueline Graham."

The man looked extremely embarrassed, and he didn't seem to know who Jacqueline Graham was.

Jacqueline smiled, she stretched out her hand to the man, and said proudly, "Yes, of course I know what my girlfriend did. As for me, don't worry about it, I'm just a little guy who didn't report it."

The man shook hands with Jacqueline quickly with a pale face, and went on with his own affairs.

Jacqueline shrugged, smiled and looked at the sullen Hermione, "It seems that the Daily Prophet has mentioned you many times, my girlfriend."

"That's not right!" Hermione frowned and walked towards Hogwarts.

Jacqueline shrugged, no matter what Hermione wanted to do, she had better leave it alone, after all, she was just a patient who had just died once.