Together [HP]

After putting her luggage home, Hermione took Jacquiline to the mall closest to her home. Hermione didn't buy Jacqueline the bulkiest clothes as she said, but when Jacqueline The first time Lynn put on those heavy ski boots, she really couldn't walk a little.This made Hermione and the clerk laugh for a while, and even when they walked out of the store, Hermione was regretting that she didn't bring a camera to take pictures of Jacqueline, and it must be the kind that moves in the wizarding world .

It wasn't until five or six o'clock in the afternoon that Hermione walked out of the shopping mall with satisfaction.Behind her, Jacqueline was like a curious baby, constantly digging out one thing after another from Hermione's pearl bag and studying it carefully.

Just now Jacqueline just followed Hermione all the way, and she tried whatever Hermione asked her to try, and she didn't even see clearly what Hermione bought her.

"By the way, Hermione, what did you call this?" Jacqueline took out a round, soft and thin black thing from her wallet.

Hermione turned her head and took a look, and she looked at the names of the shops around, as if she was looking for something, "Knee pads."

"Knee pads," Jacqueline said again. "What is the function of this knee pad?"

"It protects your knees, so your knees won't hurt when you fall." Hermione patiently explained as she turned left into an alley. "Harry and Ron wore this during the Quidditch match, Jacqueline. You can pay attention to it next time you watch the game."

"I only went to watch the school's Quidditch when I was out of my mind." Jacqueline snorted, "The kind of talent in the World Cup is called a game, but our school can only be called sports. By the way," Jacqueline suddenly With a cry, she caught up with Hermione in a few steps, "This summer is the Quidditch World Cup. No matter who the two parties are, someone will definitely give us the tickets for the top box. If you want, we may still be able to Go into the locker rooms of both sides."

Hermione turned her face to the side, she glanced at Jacqueline, and then turned into a side street again, "Are you inviting me? Jacqueline, to be honest, I didn't have any problems with the last Quidditch match. I'm not really interested in it per se, but I still really like those from all over the world... Ah, yes, that's it."

Hermione stopped in front of a dimly lit small restaurant, and Jacqueline looked up at the store name on the door, "Old shop?" Jacqueline frowned slightly, and she looked into the restaurant, where there were only two or three There were only two tables, but a large number of people hurried in and came out with two steaming bags.

"This store has been open for almost 100 years." Hermione walked in while talking, "It's near my house, so our family often comes here."

While Hermione was talking, she and Jacqueline stood at the back of the long queue, "Where did I just say that? Oh, yes, I prefer those hawkers from all over the world who sell their goods, and only in At that time, you could see so many different customs from all over the world in such a place... Jacqueline? What are you looking at?"

"Oh, I'm sorry." Jacqueline looked away from the sign on the wall behind the counter, and she looked at Hermione, "I just, I don't really understand, what does this store sell?"

"Fish and Chips." Hermione was not angry because Jacqueline didn't listen to her carefully, she still explained patiently, "Don't doubt, you read it right, they only sell this kind, but they It's very tasty. And you can choose different types of fish. My favorite, and they sell the best, is cod and haddock, which are the most common."

"But," Jacqueline scratched her head, "I want to try them all, they don't look expensive. And," Jacqueline said, she took out her purse, opened it, and took Handed out a handful of colorful paper money, "I haven't returned the money my dad gave me last time, so I'll buy it for this meal, okay, Miss Granger."

Hermione looked at Jacqueline and burst out laughing. "Okay, okay, Miss Graham. But first," Hermione took the stack of banknotes from Jacqueline's hand, and put them back into Jacqueline's wallet Here, only a £20 note was left. "This one is enough. Secondly, this one is very close to my home. If you want to try all his products, we have plenty of time to come again."

Reluctantly, Jacqueline flattened her lips and responded.

After five or six minutes, it was finally Hermione and Jacquiline's turn. Before they stepped forward, the clerk behind the counter seemed to know Hermione, nodded to her, and said with a smile, "Hello, Hermione, school is out? Come with your friends? Is it the same as before?"

"Yes, Uncle Tom, same as before. And," Hermione shook her head at Jacqueline, "this isn't my friend, she's my girlfriend."

Tom was a little surprised, but soon he laughed, "So this Hermione's girlfriend, what do you want today?"

"Cod, a large portion, and onion rings and a cheesecake." Jacqueline looked at the sign on the wall and read, "That's all."

"No problem." Tom snapped his fingers, "I'll be fine soon."

Hermione dragged Jacqueline to the empty table and sat down.

"Let's talk about the Quidditch World Cup." Jacqueline said with a smile. "I heard that this time the Bulgarian team has great hopes of reaching the final."

"Jacqueline." Hermione smacked her mouth, and she also laughed, "You know the relationship between me and Krum."

Jacqueline smiled until her eyes narrowed. She reached out to hold Hermione's hand and stroked it gently, "I can take you into their locker room to find his autograph, if they make it to the finals."

"And give me another Krum doll?" Hermione asked with raised eyebrows.

Jacqueline didn't speak, she just gently kneaded the back of Hermione's hand with her thumb.

The steaming fish and chips were delivered with the onion rings that were just fried. The fish was fried so that the outside was charred and the inside was tender, and the chips were cut long and wide. With lemon juice and salt, although there is no domestic Pixies are delicious, but not too bad.

After eating and drinking enough, Jacqueline patted her slightly round stomach in satisfaction. She and Hermione stood up together. Hermione waved to Tom and walked out of the restaurant.

"So," Jacqueline took Hermione's hand, "when are you going to leave? I can come back to meet you and walk together at that time."

"Come again?" Hermione looked at Jacqueline, "Do you have somewhere to go during this time?"

"I want to go home." Jacqueline shrugged helplessly, "I must have a place to eat and sleep."

"But aren't you alone in the castle?" Hermione asked softly.

"There are three more house-elves." Jacqueline sighed, "So I think, before I go to see you, I will either make potions, or go play in the forest or the village."

"If that's the case..." Hermione let go of Jacqueline's hand, she turned to face Jacqueline, took a step back, and blinked slyly, "That's a pity, Mom and Dad probably I have prepared the guest room for you. However, if you must go back to your own home, then we will see you tomorrow."

"What?" Jacqueline's eyes widened, and she raised her voice, "The guest room is ready? You, you mean... But, didn't you say you invited me to go skiing?"

"And you think I'll leave my girlfriend, all alone, before we go skiing?" Hermione laughed, and she took Jacqueline's hand as they walked towards her house. "What's more, my parents are already on vacation, and they just need me to go back and pack some clothes, so we can go."

"But..." Jacqueline stopped suddenly, she looked at Hermione with some embarrassment, "I thought I was going home, so I didn't bring any clothes."

Hermione also stopped in her tracks. She looked a little lost, but soon she picked herself up again. "Okay," Hermione nodded, "Anyway, you know the address of my home, if you pack up and want to come over, I'll ask Mom and Dad to keep the guest room for you, and if... then, We're leaving at six o'clock the morning after tomorrow."

"I won't keep you waiting too long." Jacqueline raised Hermione's hand in front of her, and kissed the back of her hand lightly, "I promise you, I will show up at the Your family. I keep my promise."

Hermione hugged Jacqueline gently, kissed her again, and whispered in her ear, "I know."

Jacqueline smiled slightly, she looked around, and after making sure no one around would see her, Apparated.Hermione looked at where Jacqueline had just stood, pursed her lips, and walked forward with her head buried.

Two days later, when the sky outside was still bright, Hermione walked lightly into the next door to her room. Jacqueline was sleeping soundly with her head covered, "Jacqueline, hurry up, get up. Hurry up, we want Off to go skiing."

Jacqueline ignored her, she was still reading her potion book in her dream.

Hermione knelt beside Jacqueline's bed, and she gently pushed Jacqueline, "Wake up, wake up, okay? There is still a long way to go, we can't leave too late. When we get on the road , you can continue to sleep in the car."

Jacqueline opened her eyes dimly. She glanced at Hermione and then at the still dark sky outside. She turned over and covered her head completely with the quilt. "It's still night, Miss Hermione Granger."

Hermione was amused by her, she patted Jacqueline's quilt lightly, "But we really have to go...if..."

Before Hermione could finish her sentence, the horn of a car sounded below, and Jacqueline was completely awake at this moment.She turned over angrily, and gave Hermione a wronged look, "It's definitely not seven o'clock, I swear."

Hermione bent down, and she kissed Jacqueline, "I believe it's not seven o'clock, in fact," Hermione looked up at her watch, "it's not even six o'clock."

Jacqueline snorted miserably. She sat up with a bitter face, hugged Hermione, and rubbed her neck, "Hermione? Miss Granger, why did you all have to sleep so early in the morning?" So energetic?"

Hermione patted Jacqueline on the back reassuringly, "Hurry up and wash up, and then I'll come down for breakfast."