Together [HP]

Jacqueline had a good night's sleep, and if Hermione hadn't walked into the room, she probably would have slept until midnight.It was just the life in Malfoy Manor that made her nerves tense instinctively.At the slightest disturbance, she would wake up immediately.So when Hermione walked into her room, she saw Jacqueline lying on her bed with her eyes open, looking at herself half awake.

"Are you awake?" Hermione pulled the chair in front of Jacqueline's desk and sat down by Jacqueline's bed, holding her hands and looking at her.

Jacqueline let out a big yawn and mumbled something from her throat. "what time is it?"

"It's only after nine o'clock," Hermione replied, "if you want to sleep a little longer."

Jacqueline shook her head, and she reached out from under the covers to Hermione.Hermione laughed softly, stood up, bent down, and kissed Jacqueline with her head down.Jacqueline wrapped Hermione's arms tightly, deepening the kiss.

After a long time, Jacqueline reluctantly let go of Hermione, "Do you have anything to do today?"

Hermione nodded, "I want to take my parents to visit the village this morning. They said yesterday that they have lived here for so long, but they have never left the castle."

Jacqueline responded, "Then will you come back for lunch?"

Hermione laughed. "I figured we might have a little something to eat at the tavern."

"So you'll be back for dinner?" Jacqueline asked persistently.

Hermione nodded emphatically.Only then did Jacqueline laugh happily, like a child who got a favorite candy.

"I actually came here to give you this back." Hermione said as she took out a neatly folded silver-white vest from her pearl pouch. "I should have returned it to you earlier, thank you, Jacqueline."

Jacqueline shook her head, "It's nothing, but," Jacqueline suddenly smiled slyly.She stretched her right hand out in front of her eyes, and Hermione's eyes subconsciously looked towards the Dark Lord's mark on her arm, but soon, Hermione looked away again.

"This reminds me that I should go to my mother and get my ring back."

Hermione laughed, and she stretched out her hand to pull Jacqueline up, "See you tonight, Jacqueline."

Jacqueline hugged the quilt and looked at Hermione, she nodded, "See you tonight, Miss Granger."

When Jacqueline went downstairs to breakfast, James was crossing his legs, drinking tea and reading the Daily Prophet.When Jacqueline walked into the room, James put down the newspaper in his hand and smiled brightly, "Don't you want to sleep a little longer? Today is a holiday."

"But Mom..." Jacqueline said, sitting down at the table and reaching for the garlic bread, but she stopped short.He turned his head and looked at his father carefully, "Did you know something? You don't have to go to work today?"

"Miss Granger got up at seven o'clock." James smiled and picked up the newspaper again. "She also chatted with your mother for a while. It was your mother who suggested that Miss Granger go up after seeing that you hadn't come down. Calling you. And," James looked up from the newspaper, winking his left eye at Jacqueline, "I'm the Director of the Division of Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures now, and if I want to take a break for myself, then I'll To have such a holiday."

Jacqueline held the bread in one hand and poured herself a glass of milk with the other. She said in a bland manner, "I finally understand why I was so irresponsible as a prefect back then."

James shrugged, and his eyes refocused on the newspaper, "Voldemort is dead, my baby. And my baby princess is now home on vacation. Isn't that an excuse I should give myself?"

Jacqueline looked at her father indifferently, shook her head helplessly, pouted, cut a piece of meat pie, and put it in her mouth.

The dining room was quiet for a while, until James said, "What are your plans for next semester? Do you want to go back to school?"

"Waste a year, just to get a few NEWT certificates?" Jacqueline sneered, "I don't think so, Dad. First of all, as far as potions are concerned, I think I am qualified to teach this class." As for the transformation class, Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and Charms class," Jacqueline shrugged, "it has been proved that not everyone is suitable for holding a wand, casting spells, and beating children. So," Jacqueline looked at her father, "why should I waste a year? I can use this time to do what I want to do, and if I want to learn something, I don't know what to do. There's a whole library of books to read."

"That's a pity." James said, folding up the newspapers in his hand, and taking a sip of tea, he stood up and stuffed the newspapers into the burning fireplace.

"Sorry?" Jacqueline turned around and frowned at James, "What do you know?"

James smiled and glanced at Jacqueline, "If you predict everything, then your life will be without any surprises. What's the fun in that?"

Jacqueline frowned. Looking at James walking away, she muttered softly, "A surprise is almost a shock. There is no way to prepare for such a thing."

Full of doubts and guesses, Jacqueline walked to the third floor after breakfast, and knocked on the door of Yuna's office.

"Come in." Yuna called from the office.

Jacqueline opened the door and walked in, and sat opposite Yuna. "Mom, what do you want from me?"

Yuna looked up at Jacqueline, and she took out the box containing the ring from the drawer, "I think it's time to hand over this ring to you again. And, I'm very sure, you proved Apart from myself, I can also hand over the family to you with great confidence."

Jacqueline looked at Yuna, and she looked at the box again, "Mom," Jacqueline had a bad feeling in her heart, her mother probably wanted to abandon her and the whole family. Let her. "Could you be..."

"As you can see," Yuna leaned back in the chair, and she put her hands together on the table, looking very relaxed. "I've been in Hogwarts for a long time, and I almost forgot what life is like outside. And, as McGonagall said at the last dinner, your resourcefulness and courage far exceed peers. Even without me, I believe you can just as well keep the Grahams running. So, why not."

Yuna looked at Jacqueline, "One day, you will inherit this family, and you will have to face these things. In this case, why not do it early? At least now if you have any problems, you can still find me with an owl .Although, I don't think that with your ability, you will encounter any difficulties."

"But," Jacqueline sat up straight involuntarily, why did she feel that Yuna seemed to be impatiently throwing all the family affairs to her, so that she and her father could go, um, play? "Mom, I..."

"Yes, Jacqueline." Yuna seemed to be impatient to push the ring forward, "I know very well that you have gone through a very busy and dangerous year. Maybe you want to take a break , but this is life, one thing after another, one after another. You have to learn to deal with it, to adapt to it all. And, you are still young, Jacqueline, the sooner you adapt to it all, I want to say to you more profitable."

Jacqueline looked at Yuna, a little dumbfounded.Is she a wounded person?She, well, just died about a month ago, okay?Besides, she hasn't even graduated from Hogwarts, okay?Yes, she hasn't graduated yet, she can still go back to school!

"If you are worried about your studies." Yuna moved on the chair, "I have already discussed it with your father, and from what I know about you, I am afraid you will not want to go back to Hogwarts Continue to finish the seventh year. Judging from the potion you used that seriously injured Voldemort, your knowledge of potions has completely surpassed that of Professor Slughorn, and it would be a waste of time for you to go to the class. "

"As for other courses, Transfiguration, if I remember correctly, you already have an Animagus form, and your interest is not in Transfiguration. As for other courses, there are many related courses in our library. books. So," Yuna crossed her fingers, and she even had a smug smile on her face, "I don't see why you'd waste a year in school unless you want to pick up a few pairs. NEWT's credentials are completely useless to you."

"Of course," Yuna leaned back in her chair, she chuckled, "If you just want to have a little more time at school with Miss Granger, then I completely understand."

The final blow from Yuna made Jacqueline want to cry.Did my mother just hint that the reason why she didn't want to take over the family was because she wanted to live a happy life with her girlfriend?However, the reason why my mother was so eager to throw everything to herself, wasn't it because she was eager to play with her boyfriend?

Jacqueline forced herself to take a deep breath. She should understand that her parents wanted to go outside and play.However, she also really wanted to hang out with Hermione.However, Jacqueline was discouraged. Her parents had already paid a lot for her.

"I see, Mom." Jacqueline opened the box, took out the ring from it, and put it on her hand.At this moment, she didn't have the excitement when she took it for the first time, she only felt full of pressure.Maybe this is how mother feels. To her, this ring is not an honor, but a prison.

"Jacqueline," Yuna stood up, she stretched out her hand to Jacqueline, the ring on her hand was shining dimly. "Thank you."

Jacqueline smiled slightly, and she held Yuna's hand tightly, "Don't worry, Mom, I won't discredit the Graham family."

Yuna pulled Jacqueline into her arms and hugged her tightly, "I know."

When Jacqueline came out of Yuna's office, James was leaning against the wall, smiling at her, very relaxed. "How was the conversation with your mother?"

Jacqueline stared at him, shrugged her nose, and shrugged pretending to be okay, "I just got my ring back."

"Your mother and I can stay a little longer if you want," James said.

"No," Jacqueline shook her head, looking at her father. "It's completely unnecessary. When does your vacation end?"

"Let's wait until Mrs. Malfoy's trial is over." James put one hand in the pocket of his magic robe, "After all, your mother is now the head of the Wizengamot, so you still need to finish this matter."

"It seems that my mother is still very dedicated, isn't she?" Jacqueline raised her eyebrows. "It's a pity that I didn't inherit her character."

James laughed, "We all know what kind of person you are."

Jacqueline looked at her father and shook her head a little depressed, "Then I really hope that you don't understand me."

"Jacqueline," James blinked his left eye at Jacqueline, "we are your parents."

"Still a pair of very responsible parents." Jacqueline added.

James shrugged, "On the bright side, my baby, we are gone, you and Miss Granger can better develop the little relationship between you. At least the next time you meet again When looking at each other affectionately, there will be no four living people awkwardly looking at the fireplace."

Jacqueline blushed, she glanced at James, twisted her jaw, and with a "snap", Apparation appeared.

"This kid," James shook his head with a smile, "I don't even want to walk a few steps, I'm getting lazy, and I don't know who it looks like." He walked into Yuna's office while talking.

Jacqueline appeared in the library, she looked up at the mirror on the wall, and then quickly walked forward.The appearance of Jacqueline appeared in the mirror, but Jacqueline in the mirror closed her eyes and seemed to be asleep again.

"Hello." Jacqueline swallowed her throat, and called with some uncertainty.

"Well," Jacqueline in the mirror smacked her mouth, and she slowly opened her eyes, "It's okay, it's okay, it's just getting old...Merlin, why are you back?"

"I..." Jacqueline only said one word, and the self in the mirror sat up straight, and she rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

"Great Moira, it's not fair that they didn't cut the spindle of your destiny!" cried the mirror.

Jacqueline looked at the mirror, and she secretly made up her mind that she would not let the Grangers see it, otherwise if they refused to let Hermione marry her because of this crazy mirror, then she would But there was nowhere to cry.

"It's really unfair." Jacqueline's voice could not help but cool down, "It's even more regrettable that just a few minutes ago, my mother had transferred the management of the entire family to me, so it will be up to me soon. Leading the Graham family forward."

"Look, look, what did I say?" Jacqueline in the mirror suddenly stood up, which made Jacqueline a little unexpected. She looked at herself in the mirror with her hands behind her back, slowly Walking around, "Yuna is really a reckless person, no, I can't let her go on like this, the Graham family can't hand over to a bastard, I have to..."

Jacqueline looked at the mirror with a dark face, trying to convince herself not to pay attention to him. "Atros, Lachesis, Cross. Majestic, fair, and great Moira, in the name of your heirs, Graham's future heirs, I implore you to show me your hidden secrets."

As soon as Jacqueline finished speaking, a smooth door with the Graham family logo appeared in front of her. She stepped forward and pressed the ring into a groove, and the door slowly slid into the wall .Jacqueline walked in, and she went to the display case on the wall facing us, and put the silver vest on it.Then she came out again.Until Jacqueline walked to the door of the library, Jacqueline in the mirror was still talking to herself.

Jacqueline walked out of the library. She felt that the burden on her shoulders was a bit heavy. She wanted to tell Hermione that not only did she get back the ring that was the heir symbol, but at the same time, her mother also handed over all the family affairs to her. gave myself...

Jacqueline sat down on the steps in front of the library, resting her chin on her hand, watching the little fairies flying around in the garden.Is it impossible for me to fly freely and carefree like them from now on?

Originally thought that after killing Voldemort, her goals and dreams were fulfilled, she would be free, and she could sleep until the sun was high every day, and then lie in bed, waiting for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

Jacqueline laughed, she really wanted to raise herself like a pig.However, it is true that I am only 18 years old now. If I do not make it right and accidentally live to Dumbledore's age, there will be almost 100 years left.Living in such a muddle every day, not only will I be suffocated, even Hermione will definitely despise me.

From this point of view, killing Voldemort is not the end of his dream, but the beginning of his dream.Just like what my grandfather said, there is still a new family waiting to be established.

Jacqueline stood up, and she patted her robe. It was time to set a goal for her next 100 years.But what should be done?Jacqueline slammed her mouth, and she suddenly became a little confused.What should she do next?For almost ten years, her goal and goal was to kill Voldemort, but now, once this goal was achieved, she really didn't know what she should do in the future.

But, Jacqueline laughed, she'd always know, wouldn't she?After all, among her peers, her resourcefulness and bravery are top-notch.

Still, Jacqueline rubbed her belly and licked her lips, eating her lunch and maybe getting a good night's sleep before making a plan.Anyway, no one urged her to list this goal.Moreover, it's not that she really has nothing to do, isn't there a family waiting for her to carry it.

Time is always fleeting. After lunch, Jacqueline felt that she hadn't done anything. The sun was about to set, and Hermione and the others came back.

"This is really a very beautiful town." When the Granger family sat in the dining room with Jacqueline and Yuna, Mrs. Granger glanced at Mr. Granger and said slowly.

Mr. Granger nodded emphatically, "Every...well, creature in the town is very friendly. If Hermione hadn't told us, and of course there are some appearances, we would almost have thought that we were living in an ordinary A normal town. I mean, I get it, you wizards sometimes..."

"This is indeed an ordinary town." Yuna said softly, she glanced at Jacqueline who put down the knife and fork in her hand, and seemed to have something to say, she didn't continue, but asked, " You think so too, Jacqueline."

"Yes, Mother." Jacqueline nodded to the Grangers. "I don't think wizards and Muggles, that is, don't..."

"Hermione explained the words to us," said Mr. Granger.

Jacqueline nodded, "Wizards, Muggles, and all kinds of creatures, we shouldn't make any difference. Every creature is equal, and Voldemort, or the former dark wizard, Green Devore can do so much damage because there are some pure-blood wizards who think they're superior to Muggles."

"But that's not right." Jacqueline looked at Hermione. "Bloodline can only represent where you come from, not a person's ability. Time and many other examples have proved that wizards from Muggle families , no worse than us pure-blood wizards."

Hermione looked at Jacqueline, her eyes were red, "Do you remember?" she asked softly.

Jacqueline smiled and nodded, "Of course, Miss Granger."

Hermione reached out and put her hand on the back of Jacqueline's, "Thank you."

"Cough." Mr. Granger coughed lightly. Hermione's face flushed, but she didn't take her hand away.Mr. Granger raised his glass and said to Yuna, "My wife and I are very grateful for your hospitality during this period of time."

"It doesn't matter," Yuna said as she glanced at Hermione and Jacquiline. "It's our honor that you can come. As long as you want, you are welcome here at any time. If you can," Yuna couldn't help but clenched her hands own hands, "May I ask, did Miss Granger show you around that church?"

"We are very fortunate." Mr. Granger nodded, and he and his wife exchanged glances, "Hermione told us what happened at that time."

Jacqueline was also a little nervous. She didn't know how the Grangers would think about that matter, and what would they do?

"We also understand why this family has cultivated such an excellent person as Miss Graham."

Jacqueline breathed a sigh of relief, and Yuna relaxed too.

"No parent is willing to even imagine the death of their child." Mrs. Granger said, "But if it's for the family, for the one you love." Mr. Granger grabbed his wife's hand tightly. Mrs. Ranger continued, "We will make the same decision."