God bless you

Attention was again drawn to Jacqueline's memories of following them all the way to the Sorcerer's Stone, how she finally had the courage to talk to them in second grade, and then that year, they became friends.

In the third grade, fourth grade, and fifth grade, Jacqueline was all around them, listening to them laughing and laughing, she always looked at them silently, her eyes were often misty, but none of them found anything... …

Scenes of memories unfolded in front of their eyes, and Hermione was already sobbing.Snape gritted his teeth and watched this happen to his daughter.

He saw the weird eyes she gave him when she learned that he was her father, and her tears.He saw her tears after each quarrel with him, saw their happy days in Spider's End, saw her secretly pull out his hair, and saw her bravely go to see Voldemort for him.

Seeing her burying her head in writing something, her concentrated expression...

Snape stared blankly at those memories gradually blurring.

When they came back to their senses, the vivid Jacqueline in front of them had turned into a cold corpse.Ron hugged Hermione, the tears in the corners of Harry's eyes hadn't dried up, and Snape's pale face.

"This is her past, her modified memory... what she left to you, about her short life..."

Neil's ethereal voice, as if they were still in Jacqueline's memory.

"Letter..." Hermione said suddenly.

Everyone turned their eyes to Hermione. Hermione pushed Ron away, walked to the bookshelf, and picked up an old book. Snape understood instantly, and he hurried to Hermione. Sure enough, Jacqueline The letter I wrote with all my heart is in it...

To Dad, to Harry, to Hermione, to Ron, to... Draco.

A few letters lay neatly in that worn book.

Snape held the letter to Dad, his hands shaking.

"I'm going to find Malfoy..." Ron ran out after finishing.

Everyone looked at Ron's back in a daze, and no one had the courage to open the letter in their hands.

20 years later,

"Jackie, we brought James, Albus, Lily to see you, and Ginny, Ron, Hermione, Rose, Hugo..." Harry held a bouquet of lilies and smiled.

"James, Albus, Lily, say hello to Auntie..." Ginny urged.

Reluctantly, James walked up to Jacqueline and bowed.Then Albus, Lily, Rose, and Hugo also bowed at Jacqueline's grave.

"Long time no see, how are you, Jackie?" Harry murmured.

Albus looked at his father, then at the name on the tombstone.

Jacqueline Lily Snape

"Mom, is this aunt someone from Grandpa?" Albus asked.

Ginny lowered her head gently, touched Albus's head, and said with a smile,

"Albus, this aunt is your grandfather's daughter, your father's sister..."

"But why isn't Auntie's surname Potter? Why aren't Dad's and Grandpa's last names the same?"

Harry looked at his son and smiled slightly,

"That's because grandpa is not father's father, but auntie's father..."

"Then why do we call Auntie's father Grandpa? Rose's grandfather is also Uncle's father..."

Harry was dumbfounded by Albus's question, Ginny, Hermione and Ron laughed.

Hermione walked forward and said softly to Albus, "That's because Professor Snape is your aunt's father, so even if he isn't your father's father, you can still call him grandpa..."

"Grandpa, he has a lot of business with Grandpa. He is obviously the headmaster of Hogwarts and our grandfather, but he still often punishes me..." James said dissatisfied.

Harry laughed.

"That's because you're too naughty..."

James stuck out his tongue, smiled and walked away.

"Malfoy..." Ginny called suddenly.

When Harry and the others turned their heads, what they saw was still the blond hair and the unruly face. Harry smiled at him, and the man froze for a moment before giving them a sincere smile.

Malfoy also held a bouquet of lilies in his hand. He went straight to the grave and put the flowers down.His fingers caressed the name on the tombstone, and a tear dripped from the corner of his eye.

He smiled, didn't say anything, flicked the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingers, and walked away without saying goodbye.

"Twenty years..." Ginny said thoughtfully.

For 20 years, they would see Malfoy at Jacqueline's grave every year. Even though he was married and his son was 12 years old, he still came every year.

Come alone and take a look at her.Then walk away silently.

Harry looked at Malfoy's back as he walked away.suddenly shouted:

"Malfoy, thank you for visiting my sister's grave every year..."

Malfoy obviously paused for a moment, but soon enough, he moved on again, only Harry saw, they all saw, his raised hand.

No need to.

Obvious gestures.

Maybe also include,

It's me, and I miss her very much.

"Auntie..." Lily said suddenly.

Everyone looked at little Lily in surprise, Lily pointed to the front, and everyone followed her gesture, Malfoy's body was frozen there, unable to move forward.

The familiar dark red hair, almond-shaped green eyes, dressed in white, looked at them with a smile.

Hermione burst into tears in Ron's arms, and Harry held Lily tightly, the veins in his hands exposed.Malfoy ran to catch up to the familiar figure, but just when he thought she was going to catch him, he missed again.

Harry looked at Malfoy's lost back in a daze, but no one noticed that behind them, the man in black had already burst into tears.

"Jackie, this is the last thing I can do for you..." Neil whispered in his ethereal voice.

End

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