Together [HP]

By the time the Grangers and Jacqueline reached their car, Crookshanks was back, curled up lollingly on the hood of the car.

"I've always suspected that this guy is an Animagus." Jacqueline and Hermione walked up to the hood of the car, she scratched Crookshanks' chin, Crookshanks grunted comfortably, and looked up Look at the two of them. "Sometimes I really want to throw it to my dad to have a good look at it."

"It sure isn't," said Hermione with a smile, as she picked Crookshanks up and headed for the back door of the car, "After going through three or four illegal, unregistered Animagus, I think I can tell. Speaking of which,'

Hermione tilted her head and glanced at Jacqueline who opened the car door for her, "Is your Animagus form registered with the Ministry of Magic?"

"Hermione," Jacqueline called softly, she spread her hands, followed Hermione into the car, and closed the door, "You are not a staff member of the Ministry of Magic yet."

"But that doesn't mean I have to watch my girlfriend break the law." Hermione said triumphantly.

"Okay, okay, my righteous girlfriend." Jacqueline shrugged, she watched Mr. Granger catch up with the Nelson family's car, "but you know, all the documents of the Ministry of Magic last year It’s all going through me, so if I want to include some personal papers, it’s a breeze.”

"But it's corruption, it's favoritism!" cried Hermione. "It's because of people like you that the Ministry of Magic..."

"Okay, okay." Jacqueline hugged Hermione tightly, she glanced at the Granger couple in front of her secretly, and quickly kissed Hermione's side face, "Animagus wants to register? In order to distinguish it from other real animals, and also to prevent people from using Animagus form to do bad things. But think about it, Miss Granger. My Animagus form is a phoenix , when others see me and don't pluck my feathers to make a wand, I should thank Merlin. What's more, "

Jacqueline snorted, "I want to do bad things, but I also need an Animagus form?"

Hermione snorted angrily, and turned to look out the car window.

"Animagus?" Mrs. Granger turned her head and looked at the two children in the back seat with a smile. "Can you explain to us what this is?"

"It refers to a wizard who can turn into some kind of animal while retaining magic spells." Hermione couldn't help but opened her mouth and said the correct answer.Jacqueline clapped her hands very cooperatively.

"Exactly, Miss Granger, ten points from Gryffindor."

Hermione gave Jacqueline a sideways look, and snorted again, "There happens to be an 'unregistered' Animagus next to me, she must be more familiar."

Jacqueline looked at Hermione helplessly with a doting smile, and shook her head with a smile.

"Then tell us more," Mr. Granger glanced at them in the rearview mirror, "What kind of animals can they be transformed into?"

"Usually very ordinary, non-magical creatures," Jacqueline explained. "The ones Hermione and I have seen include a large dog, rats, beetles, and cats."

While Jacqueline was talking, her eyes involuntarily turned to Crookshanks nestled on Hermione's lap. "But my Animagus form is a little special. Mine is a phoenix."

"Phoenix," Mrs. Granger and Mrs. Granger looked at Jacqueline in surprise, "is that kind of flying phoenix?" Mrs. Granger asked softly.

Jacqueline was amused, and she slightly bowed to Mrs. Granger, "Yes, Mrs. Granger, that is the kind of flying phoenix."

"Then," Mr. Granger glanced at Hermione in the rearview mirror, "what is Hermione talking about about registering?"

Jacqueline chuckled, and she stretched out her hand to gently hold Hermione's hand. Hermione struggled a little, and she let her go.

"We have a Ministry of Magic, Mr Granger," Jacqueline began to explain.

After five o'clock in the afternoon, Granger and Nelson's family arrived at the ski resort.After parking the car, they said goodbye briefly, agreed on the time and place to have dinner together in the evening, and then walked to the houses they had booked.

The first floor of the house is the living room, dining room, and kitchen. Although the facilities are simple, they are well-equipped.The only thing that has some trouble is the allocation of bedrooms.Since Mr. Granger had already booked the house before Hermione told him that Jacqueline was going to come skiing with them, Mr. Granger thought it was already a good idea to book a two-bedroom house for their family of three. Enough is enough, so this has led to Jacqueline now either having to share a room with Hermione, or she has to find a way to solve her own accommodation problem.

Mr. Granger awkwardly handed over a room key on the second floor to Hermione, and then hurriedly pushed his wife upstairs with their suitcases.

"There's only one room left." Hermione held the key tightly, her face flushed completely, the last time she and Jacqueline were alone in a room was in the fifth grade, when they went to the village When I was playing, I slept that night in the small bar room at night.Of course, if, if it doesn't count when the Gryffindors are sleeping in the same bed...

Jacqueline swallowed, two people, one room...

Jacqueline stared at the floor in front of her. Is there something wrong with her current thinking?Why, she was thinking about more than just kissing these things?

Jacqueline shook her head, throwing away the thoughts that shouldn't be there. "Actually," Jacqueline took a deep breath, "we're just going to spend the night, aren't we?"

"Three..." Hermione said softly, clutching her hand tightly, "We're staying here for three nights."

Jacqueline's chest heaved violently, "Then, then, is there, is there anything else nearby where I can sleep?"

"Sure, there must be..." Hermione took a deep breath, then she made up her mind and looked up. "You, you are my girlfriend, right?"

"I, I think it should be..." Jacqueline's head was a little blank, and she could only nod subconsciously.

"Then, then we, we... We also slept in the same bed, right..." Hermione began to tremble all over, and Jacqueline looked at the key in Hermione's hand, fearing that it would suddenly fall .

"Okay, it seems to be." Jacqueline nodded, and she could feel that her voice was trembling.

"Then," Hermione took another deep breath, "if we spend three days together in the same room, there should be no problem, right?"

Jacqueline swallowed, she looked at Hermione a little uneasy, is there a problem?no problem?She doesn't know, she really doesn't know.Jacqueline just felt that her brain couldn't function at all.

"Okay." Hermione said loudly, she finally made up her mind, picked up her suitcase and walked towards the second floor.

"We'll be fine," Jacqueline said to herself, and she nodded to herself, walking up behind Hermione.

The bed in the bedroom on the second floor is neither too big nor too small.At least not as big as Jacqueline's bed, but definitely bigger than the one in the Gryffindor lounge.

Jacqueline looked at the bed, Hermione looked at the bed, and then Hermione looked up at Jacqueline.

"I can sleep on the left side." Hermione nodded, and then she put her luggage and Crookshanks' basket on the left side, and then she sat on her side, looking like she didn't know what to do.

Jacqueline glanced at the bed in front of her, then at Hermione sitting on the bed, and realized that she simply didn't have the courage to go to the bed.

"We..." Jacqueline just said two words, and Hermione turned her head to look at her as if startled, "What time are we going to eat?"

"Six o'clock," said Hermione nervously.

Jacqueline nodded to herself again. She looked at Hermione, wanting to find something to say, but didn't know what to say.

"You," Hermione clenched her hand, "do you want to go outside before eating?"

Jacqueline nodded hastily, and if she stayed in this room any longer, she might be on fire.

Hermione stood up quickly, she called Crookshanks, Crookshanks raised his head from its basket, licked his paw, wagged his tail, and followed Jacqueline and Hermione slowly down the stairs behind him.Hermione sent a text message to her parents, explaining that they went out for a walk and would definitely come back for dinner.

There is a small town outside the ski resort. Due to time constraints, most people are sitting outside the coffee shop, drinking coffee and chatting leisurely.Because it is close to the ski resort, Jacqueline and Hermione walked all the way there, and there are quite a few shops selling ski facilities.

Jacqueline and Hermione walked down the streets of the town, and Crookshanks didn't know where to play again.Whenever Jacqueline sees an interesting store, they always go in and look at it, although they may not necessarily buy it.

When it was almost six o'clock, the two of them started to walk back, and when they reached the door of the restaurant they had agreed upon, the Grangers and the Nelsons were already sitting on the street.Jacqueline and Hermione hurried over and apologized.

"I thought you two were going to settle your own dinner." Mr. Nelson joked.

"This is my first time here," Jacqueline bowed slightly to the people present, "so I dragged Hermione to accompany me to stroll around. I'm very sorry for keeping you waiting."

"It's nothing." Mr. Granger waved his hand, "We saw that the sun had not set yet, so we planned to come here earlier. After dinner, we guys can just go for another night skiing. That's right. , I haven't asked you yet, Jacqueline, have you ever skied before?"

Jacqueline shook her head, "This is the first time I've come to a ski resort, and Hermione even took me to buy these equipments. I may not even be at Hermione's level."

"That's fine," said Hermione, "I'll teach you tomorrow morning."

"Then when you learn it, we can just compare." Dougherty raised his eyebrows and said, "Or, I can teach you."

The atmosphere at the dinner table immediately cooled down, Hermione straightened her back, and Jacqueline held Hermione's hand tightly to prevent her from being impulsive.

"If you just want to compare with me." Jacqueline put down the knife and fork in her hand, she looked at Dougherty and said slowly, "You don't have to wait for Hermione to teach me, we will You can go and try it.”

"Jacqueline," Hermione whispered worriedly.Jacqueline rubbed the back of Hermione's hand, signaling her to be relieved.

"We don't need to compete with others. Based on my understanding of skiing, skiing seems to be divided into areas. We will go to the highest area to compare. If the foot leaves the ski first, whoever loses, what? ?You dare?"