Together [HP]

After dinner, the Grangers were about to go back to their room to pack their luggage. Hermione wanted to help, but Jacqueline looked at her, puffed her mouth, and turned around silently to catch up with her. Mom, go tell her that you can help her and deal with some things.

Seeing Jacqueline's lonely figure, Hermione couldn't help clenching her fists. She wanted to catch up with Jacqueline, but because her parents were present, she had to watch Jacqueline dragging her heavily. legs out of the restaurant.

"Go." Mr. Granger patted Hermione on the shoulder lightly, "She won't see you tomorrow."

"And trust us, Hermione." Mrs. Granger looked at her daughter with a smile, "Your father and I can still pack such a small amount of luggage by ourselves."

Hermione laughed, said goodbye to her parents quickly, and ran out of the restaurant.

Jacqueline didn't go far, she was shuffling her feet, her hands were hanging down, her shoulders were shrugged, and she was walking up the stairs weakly, stepping back and forth.

"Jacqueline," Hermione called from the bottom of the stairs, Jacqueline turned her head, she pouted, trying not to let her emotions affect her.

"What's the matter, Hermione?"

"Would you like to go somewhere?" Hermione asked with a smile.

Jacqueline straightened up immediately, laughed, and her whole body brightened.But she soon became discouraged again, "No, Hermione, you are leaving tomorrow, I believe you still have a lot of things to pack and organize. Of course, if you need, I can let the house elves help you, I believe they Help me tidy up the room, I have already sorted out the experience."

"Mom and Dad just told me that they can do it on their own and don't need my help." Hermione looked at Jacqueline with a smile, and her meaning was very clear.

Jacqueline's eyes lit up in an instant, and she couldn't wait to go down several stairs, "Really?" She asked happily, but couldn't believe it.

"When have I lied to you?" Hermione asked back.

"Oh, that's hard to say, Miss Granger." Jacqueline jumped down the last few steps, and she held Hermione's hand, "I remember someone promised me that they would take good care of me." Take care of yourself."

Jacqueline and Hermione walked out of the gate of the hall together. They walked into the garden, where countless little fairies were flying above the flowers, like little stars falling into the mortal world. "But why did you still get yourself to Malfoy Manor and be tortured by Bella?"

"Jacqueline," Hermione turned around, she took Jacqueline's hand and said softly, "You know exactly why."

"Of course I know." Jacqueline stuck out her tongue mischievously. When she glanced at the castle secretly to make sure that no one was peeping at them, she lightly kissed Hermione's lips and smiled. Like a kid who stole candy.

Hermione smiled, wrapped her arms around Jacqueline's waist, pulled her towards her, and kissed her again.

Their lips touched each other like the softest clouds in the sky, and the slight cool breeze blowing around couldn't blow away the heat in their hearts.

Jacqueline hugged Hermione tightly, and her hand grabbed Hermione's brown hair. As if playing a mischief, she quietly stuck out her tongue and touched Hermione's soft lips.Hermione was startled at first, then she only felt that her legs and feet were a little soft, and she leaned against Jacqueline's arms.

Hermione didn't refuse, which made Jacqueline a little bit more courageous. She was a little dissatisfied with this kind of taste, and she poked her tongue forward a little bit, grazed Hermione's teeth, and entered the mouth. An equally fiery cave.

Hermione groaned involuntarily, her face flushed involuntarily, but she didn't let go.Her tongue seemed equally attracted to Jacqueline's tongue, wanting to play with it uncontrollably.

The breathing of the two of them became heavier and heavier, and their chests rose and fell faster and faster.After another kiss, they had to part, gasping for breath.Then they looked at each other and laughed with blushing faces.

"Do you want to go for a walk in the forest?" Jacqueline asked, and she hastened to add, "We won't go very far, just on the edge."

"Jacqueline," Hermione laughed, "we are grown-up wizards, even if we go too far, we can Apparate back."

Jacqueline blinked, "I don't remember someone yelling at me, she couldn't think of magic the first time."

"Yes, that's because you told her that there is a difference between Muggle wizards and pure-blood wizards," Hermione said bluntly.

"They do." Jacqueline smiled, took Hermione's hand, and walked towards the garden gate, "It's as big a difference as the first and second grade."

"Jacqueline, you just got too many points in potions, and how do you want me to compare with you? You grew up reading these books."

"So," Jacqueline smiled and tilted her head to look at Hermione, "are you finally admitting that you are no match for me?"

"I didn't say that!" Hermione puffed her mouth and shook her head in dissatisfaction, "If I were like you, I grew up in a library like this. It is impossible for me not to get History of Magic An O's."

Jacqueline obviously rolled her eyes, and they walked on the grass in the forest, looking at the faint moon in the sky. "Our family doesn't pay attention to history, but it doesn't mean we don't understand history. We just don't like to learn when and who rebelled."

Jacqueline explained softly, "It seems that in the future history books, I believe it will be written when Voldemort invaded Hogwarts, and finally all the teachers and students in Hogwarts stubbornly resisted. Now, dead. But do those dates matter? Would he have succeeded on another date? What really matters is..."

"The root cause of this war is that Voldemort wants pure-blood wizards to rule the entire wizarding world. He believes that pure-blood wizards are born superior." Hermione finished speaking for Jacqueline.

"That's right." Jacqueline nodded, she stopped and looked at Hermione, "But, in fact? His father was a Muggle, so he wasn't a pure-blood himself, that's why he Killed his own father, trying to cover up the fact."

"But he's doomed to fail." Hermione tightened her jaw, "He's too high and too confident in his own power. Like you said, he looks down on other creatures. I've thought about it these days too. , if there is no Harry, other creatures will unite and resist for their own lives. At that time, what Voldemort will face is most likely all magical creatures."

"That's right, Hermione." Jacqueline nodded, "That's exactly what I thought. Then, Miss Granger from Gryffindor, may I ask what lessons we should learn from this war? Woolen cloth?"

"Beware of those wizards who can make potions?" Hermione asked back.

Jacqueline spread her hands, "Not every wizard who can make potions is mine."

"That means we must be careful of you." Hermione said very firmly.

Jacqueline laughed.

"I understand what you're thinking, Jacqueline." Hermione stopped, she turned and looked at Jacqueline, "I have to say, your imagination is very bold. And," Hermione said gently Looking at Jacqueline carefully, "I also know that your last imagination was as bold as before, and you also completed it."

"So, you think I can finish it this time?"

"I don't know." Hermione shook her head, "But if you really want to do it, this time, you can't formulate a dangerous, single-person action."

Jacqueline laughed, and she took Hermione into her arms, and together they looked up at the stars in the night sky.

"Have you checked today's horoscope?" Hermione asked softly, "Does it say that today is suitable for a date?"

"My girlfriend and I don't need a horoscope chart." Jacqueline's lips curled up. "I don't need a perfect plan either."

Hermione laughed, and she wrapped her arms around Jacqueline's waist.After a while, they suddenly looked at each other and smiled at each other. Neither of them said anything, but turned around in unison and walked towards the castle.

"So," Jacqueline held Hermione's hand tightly, and walked on the edge of the forest, "What are your plans for next year? If you want to enter the Ministry of Magic, they are very short of staff right now."

"I want to go back to school and finish my last year." Hermione looked at Jacqueline and said softly, "I don't want to enter the Ministry of Magic without a NEWT certificate."

"Then you can take part in this July. Just over a month later, because of Voldemort's invasion, the NEWT exam was cancelled. The Ministry of Magic plans to add one in July to ensure that seventh-grade students can graduate smoothly."

"But I haven't done a day's school, and I can't take the exam like that, Jacqueline."

"You know more than most of the students who take classes there."

Hermione smiled slightly at Jacqueline's words, "What's going on, Jacqueline? It looks like you don't want me to go back to class."

"I just hope you can have more time by my side." Jacqueline looked at Hermione and pouted, "At least make up for this time."

Hermione laughed before she realized, "You're not going back to school, Jacqueline?"

Jacqueline shrugged, the moonlight shone on the edge of the forest, and the grass in front of them was covered with a layer of silver light, "Holding a stack of NEWT certificates is meaningless to me except to show off to others. After so much 'practice', I don't think going back to school will do me any good."

The two of them fell silent.

"I might be able to take the exam this July." Hermione said softly when they walked up to the annexe. "I just need to find a few books and read them. I can read them in a month." over."

"Never mind." Jacqueline shook her head. "I have an idea, and I think we'll both like it."

"Are you sure?" Hermione looked at her suspiciously. "I really didn't like your last idea."

Jacqueline grinned. "Trust me."

Hermione sighed and leaned on her shoulder.

"You are leaving tomorrow." Jacqueline gently stroked her brown hair, feeling a little bit reluctant, "I really hope I can find an excuse to keep you here."

"You know it's impossible, Jacqueline. We've got to go back and pack up, but I promise I'll write to you as soon as I get home."

"Sometimes, I really want to knock you out and hide it, but when you think about it later, you will definitely resist, and it's fine if you have to explain it afterwards."

"Really, Jacqueline?" Hermione looked up, looking at her angrily and amusedly, "Should we talk about the time when you said all this was false in sixth grade?"

"You know I love you, I was just..."

"A bit of a dead end," Hermione finished for her.

Jacqueline looked down at Hermione slightly, and gently pressed a kiss on her lips, "If you miss me, you know where my room is."

"I don't think Professor Graham would like to see me sneaking into your room." Hermione looked at Jacqueline, who already missed being around Jacqueline.

"She likes it very much." Jacqueline smiled with her eyes narrowed.

Hermione looked at her wonderingly, waiting for an explanation, and Jacqueline just shook her head. "Good night, then, Miss Granger."

"Good night, Jacqueline."