Together [HP]

Hermione held Jacqueline's hand tightly, and Jacqueline spun around and Apparated with her.Soon, Hermione's feet were on the ground, she opened her eyes, and she was standing in a very ordinary, and she was pretty sure, a Muggle community.Many female students in short skirts and suits walked past them in groups, laughing bustlingly and discussing school affairs.

"He lives here?" Hermione looked at Jacqueline, she couldn't believe that a former minister of the Ministry of Magic would live in an ordinary Muggle community?

"The difference between wizards and Muggles is actually not as big as you think. We still know Muggles very well." Jacqueline chuckled. She took Hermione's hand and wanted to cross the road, but Hermione Min quickly pulled her back and led her to the front of the zebra crossing, waiting for the traffic lights.

Jacqueline looked at Hermione with some embarrassment, and blushed.

"I know this thing." Jacqueline waved her hand towards the zebra crossing in front of her, and then pointed to the traffic light opposite. "And this twinkle thing."

Hermione blushed, and she tried desperately not to laugh, "Yes, that's right." Hermione couldn't help grabbing Jacqueline's hand, and her whole body trembled, "This flickering thing , yes. You do know Muggles very well."

Jacqueline sniffed, silently raised her head to glance at the gray sky, and touched her nose again.Several youths who looked like high school students came to them, they looked at Jacqueline, and then at Hermione next to them.Pointing at them.

Jacqueline glanced at her robes, then at them, and finally at Hermione, who was still smiling.

"Is there something wrong with my clothes?" Jacqueline asked softly.

Hermione managed to raise her waist, she looked at Jacqueline, smiled and shook her head, then Hermione turned her head to the teenagers who were secretly pointing at them behind them and talking in a low voice, and said confidently, "My girlfriend I like the way I dress, what's the problem?"

The teenagers were startled by her, they all blushed and lowered their heads not daring to look at them.

Hermione snorted and turned her head.

Jacqueline said 'oh', she looked down at the road under her feet, "I'm wearing a magic robe, not your Muggle clothes."

"You wear what you should wear." Hermione said, at this time the opposite traffic light turned green, and Hermione led Jacqueline across the road. "Wizards shouldn't discriminate against Muggles, but Muggles shouldn't point at people who are dressed differently from their own."

Jacqueline looked back at Hermione and smiled.

The two of them stopped in front of a two-story house with an attic and a small garden.For a moment Hermione thought that Jacqueline had gone to the wrong place, because there was still a car parked in the garage of the house.Moreover, Hermione was [-]% sure that the car should not have undergone any magical disguise.

Standing on the steps of the house, Jacqueline took a deep breath and glanced sideways at Hermione, who looked at her, squeezed her hand, and nodded.

Jacqueline raised her hand, and she knocked gently on the door.

"Come on." A steady man's voice came from the room, followed by footsteps in the house, "Aunt Warren, I've already told you, Tess can... oh."

A very quiet-looking man dressed in very ordinary Muggle clothes stood in front of them. He had curly tawny hair and wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses like his father, but his eyes Not nearly as sharp as his father.

"I didn't expect you to come." Chapman laughed, he pulled Jacqueline and hugged her, and then he looked at Hermione, "Then this one, I think it must be Hermione Miss Min Granger."

As Chapman said, he adjusted his glasses and held out his hand to Hermione, "Hi, I'm Chapman Scrimgeour. If you're wondering, am I Rufus Scrimgeour's son? , don’t worry, my dad often doubts that too.”

He said it in a friendly way, and laughed to himself.

Hermione reached out her hand, and she gently shook Chapman's hand, which was very warm.

"Please come in," Chapman turned sideways and apologized softly, "I'm so sorry, I didn't expect you to come here suddenly. Of course, Jacqueline never told us in advance when she came here before. But she and Yu Aunt Na always walks the fireplace, but never knocked or anything, so formal. I thought you were Warren. She lives two blocks away, and when I met her at the convenience store yesterday, she Said that she will make apple pie at noon today, and she must bring it for us to taste. Of course, I told her that I or Tess can get it by myself. Tess is my wife. If Jacqueline didn’t introduce it to you If so, she doesn't need to make a special trip, but Varen is a very stubborn person, very enthusiastic, but very stubborn."

Chapman led them all the way to the living room, babbling on and on, and it never occurred to Hermione that Rufus Scrimgeour's son would be the exact opposite of him.Jacqueline looked at her with her lips pursed very apologetically.

"So," Chapman smiled, watching Jacqueline and Hermione as they sat down on the sofa in the living room, "do you need something to drink? We have water, of course. And juice , orange juice, blueberry juice, apple juice. There is also tea, but I don’t recommend you to choose this, if you are used to drinking tea from Graham Castle.”

"Juice," Jacqueline looked at Chapman a little uneasy, "just juice."

"Okay." Chapman nodded, he stood up, and walked to his refrigerator, "So, do you want orange juice, blueberry juice, apple juice, or, oh, yes, we still have..."

"Apple juice, just apple juice," Hermione said quickly.

"Chapp," came a woman's voice down the stairs, "who's here? Is it Aunt Warren? If it's her, don't forget . . . oh."

Jacqueline and Hermione looked towards the stairs, and a woman with a big belly was supporting her waist with her hands, walking down the stairs slowly, "Jacqueline," Tess held out her hand to Jacqueline, "I I didn't expect you to come here."

"Are you pregnant?" Jacqueline stood up abruptly, looking at Tess with a little panic, "Merlin, I never knew...you were pregnant? Really? Why didn't anyone tell me? I bet mum and dad don't know! Why didn't you tell us?"

"Because you are all busy." Tess walked slowly into the living room, Chapman quickly went to help her, let her sit down under the recliner, and then turned and walked into the kitchen to give Jacqueline and Hermione served the drink. "You must be Miss Hermione Granger."

Tess looked at Hermione and held out her hand, "I saw your picture in the Daily Prophet."

"Thank you, thank you," said Hermione, blushing.

"But, Chap," Jacqueline took the cup from Chapman and put it on the tea table in front of her, "Why do you..."

"Everyone is busy fighting Voldemort," said Chapman, looking at his wife and patting her knee lightly, "We can't distract you with such a trivial matter. "

"It's no small matter," said Jacqueline. "It's, it's great news, Chapp!"

"Actually," Chapman glanced at his wife, Tess nodded to him, Chapman turned his head and looked at Jacqueline with a little embarrassment, "we, indeed, have a few days , we wanted to tell you when the wizarding world stabilized a little bit. I mean, you must have been busy for a while, with so much going on, so we didn't think it was a time to bother any of you. Good time for people."

"What's the matter, Chap." Jacqueline sat up straight, and Hermione held her hand on her lap, "Anything I can help."

"I, um." Chapman looked at his wife again, and then at her puffed belly, his face began to turn red, and then he seemed to have made a lot of determination, "Me and, um , me and Tess, want, want, if, if it doesn't bother you too much..."

"Chapp!" Jacqueline had to yell to interrupt him, and she asked anxiously, "What is it?"

"Tess and I," Chapman let out a big breath, and he held his wife's hand tightly, as if it would give him strength, "I want to invite you to be our child's godmother, if, would you like……"

Jacqueline jumped up, looking panicked at Chapman and then at Hermione, who was shaking so badly that Hermione had to grab her hand.

"Me?" Jacqueline pointed to herself, her voice shrill with excitement, "I'll be your children's godmother? Are you sure? Chapman, in me, after I did, did that after something?"

"Yes," Chapman looked at Jacqueline, who nodded tenderly but firmly, "we want you to be godmother to our children, and, I'm sure, Father will be delighted to see that. Unless," Chapman began to flush again, "if you don't like it..."

Jacqueline looked at Hermione subconsciously, her mind went blank, and she didn't know whether she should agree or not.Hermione held Jacqueline's hand tightly, and she could feel that Jacqueline's palm was completely wet with sweat.Hermione looked at Jacqueline, and Jacqueline knew that no matter what decision she made, Hermione would agree.

"Okay." Jacqueline swallowed desperately, "Okay," her voice was trembling, as if Chapman had just told her that she needed to kill Voldemort again, "I, I will."

Hermione couldn't help laughing, she touched the back of Jacqueline's hand affectionately, comforting her silently.

"This isn't asking you to kill Voldemort again, Jacqueline." Tess laughed, and both she and Chapman were relieved. "It's not a school assignment either."

"But you have handed over the future of your children to me." Jacqueline said nervously, "I must be a good godmother, yes, yes, I will think about it after I go back, and then Make a plan."

Tess, Chapman and Hermione all laughed.

"It's almost lunch now." Chapman stood up briskly. He looked at Hermione and Jacqueline, "Would you like to stay and have a meal together? Although my craftsmanship is not comparable to that of a house elf, but You will never be hungry."

"This..." Jacqueline looked at Hermione, who nodded.

"That would be too much trouble for you, Mr Scrimgeour," said Hermione.

Chapman waved his hand, and he walked to the kitchen, "Before eating, you can visit our garden, where the flowers are all planted by myself."

"Oh, don't let him go on," Tess chuckled. "His precious flowers and plants can talk all day and night."

Jacqueline laughed and walked with Hermione through the glass doors in the living room leading to the garden, which was so huge that Chapman had apparently used magic to make it twice as big as it actually was.The garden is not only full of flowers and plants, but also many crops and several small fountains.

Hermione took Jacqueline's hand, and Jacqueline walked all the way to the very center of the garden, she seemed to know exactly what was there.

They walked for a few minutes, and two side-by-side tombstones appeared in front of their eyes, surrounded by colorful flowers.

"My godmother." Jacqueline looked at the two tombstones and said softly, "I heard from my mother that she loves flowers very much. And Uncle Rufus," Jacqueline couldn't help but chuckled, "he never understood Why would someone like this kind of thing that just looks good, but he never let the flowers planted by his godmother die."

Hermione clenched her jaw, and she lightly rested her head on Jacqueline's shoulder, "I'm sorry Jacqueline."

Jacqueline shook her head slightly.

Hermione sighed softly, "The day before Mr Scrimgeour died, he came to the Burrow to find me, Ron and Harry." Hermione said slowly, "He gave Principal Dumbledore to Our relics were delivered to us."

"We..." Hermione pursed her lips, "We, we treated him...we thought he was trying to make trouble for us."

"Because he's not on Dumbledore's side?" Jacqueline asked, frowning.

"Yeah." Hermione looked at the tombstone in front of her, "because he's not on Dumbledore's side."

They stood quietly in front of the tombstone, Jacqueline slowly closed her eyes, and then she sniffed, "Don't worry, Hermione. If Uncle Rufus can forgive me, I think he will forgive you too of."

"After all, I'm his granddaughter's godmother now, and you're his granddaughter's godmother's girlfriend."

"It's time to eat." Chapman's voice sounded behind them, Jacqueline and Hermione turned around, and Chapman was standing behind them with a smile.Chapman looked up at his parents' tombstone, "They will be very happy if you can visit them. My father has been worried that he has not fulfilled his responsibility as a godmother's husband."

"I'm sorry," Jacqueline said softly to Chapman.

"I believe my father would rather die at your hands than at someone else's," Chapman said, "at least to make his death worthwhile."

Jacqueline was silent for a while, then she said, "The Ministry of Magic built a small fountain where Uncle Rufus died."

"Yeah," Chapman chuckled, "Kingsley came, and he wanted to make up a funeral for his father. But I refused, my father doesn't like this kind of fanfare, he will only think that he is just doing what should be done. All right,"

Chapman clapped his hands, "Let's go to eat. Aunt Warren just delivered her apple pie. You must try it. I tried to do it, but every time I couldn't do it well. Oh, yes Well, there's one more thing."

Chapman looked at Jacqueline and Hermione, and lowered his voice, "If your two children need a godfather, please give priority to me, I will definitely be a good godfather. Although it may not be like Shaw Uncle En is a cool godfather, but if you want to find a godfather like that for your child, I can try it too."

Stunned, Jacqueline and Hermione glanced at each other, and Hermione looked down at the flowers beside the gravel path.

"It's too early to talk about it now." Jacqueline said blushingly, "Hermione and I, we..."

"It's getting late, it's getting late." Chapman laughed, "I'm only five years older than you, so you may be about five years later..."

The palms of Hermione and Jacqueline are already full of sweat, and both of them are emitting heat non-stop. Jacqueline seriously believes that if Chapman continues to talk, both of them will burn up.

"Okay, Chapp." Jacqueline wiped her palms on her robes, "If, um, if we really, you know, need a godfather, we will definitely give you priority. "

Chapman smiled reassuringly. He nodded to Jacqueline and Hermione, "Then it's settled."