[HP] Hogwarts students

Following Mrs. Weasley's call, we filed out of the room one after the other.The dishes on the table are very rich, the most eye-catching thing is the big pot of fragrant and thick cream stew, surrounded by many delicious foods that can be seen at Christmas, Mrs. Weasley is kindly giving each Pour beer into individual mugs.

"We bought this set of wooden cups in Hogsmeade." Sirius looked a little cold when facing the adults, but he smiled when talking to Lupine, "Harry chose of."

"Excellent choice!" Lupine also praised the situation, and took the dishes handed by Ginny with both hands.

For the next few minutes, there was only the sound of the dining chair being pulled and the clang of cutlery, until Mr. Weasley found a topic about the Ministry of Magic, and their atmosphere gradually became harmonious and lively.

Mrs. Weasley enthusiastically gave each of us a bowl of vegetables. Her observation skills are as good as any Auror, even I can tell that I don't like carrots and pickles.

"But she doesn't remember if I don't like canned corned beef." Ron complained under his breath, but obediently ate the corned beef sandwich on the plate.

With delicious food to soothe people's hearts, the atmosphere at the table gradually became warm, and even the sullen Harry laughed and talked with Sirius.I ate a filling creamy stew that was savory and sweet enough to put all my worries behind me.

After dinner, the Weasley family stayed behind to help clean up the kitchen and dining room, and then took the children back to the Burrow. "And you, Ron," asked Mrs. Weasley.

"I'm here, you don't need to worry about it." Ron hurriedly joined the ranks of washing dishes in order to express his determination to stay.

Those staying tonight are me, Hermione, Ron and Lupine, with Ron sharing a room with Harry, me sharing a room with Hermione, and Lupine living alone next door to Sirius.

When Harry and Ron went to wash up, Hermione took me around the first and second floors, but didn't see anyone.

"Where's Kreacher? Where did that elf go?" Hermione asked suspiciously.

"Maybe he's gone to sleep." I squatted down and looked through an old closet, and there were only a few foxes in it, so I closed the door immediately in fright, "Sirius said he was a little crazy, maybe he was out of spirit. If there is no problem, I don’t need him to help with housework, so I might go to bed early.”

"In this case," Hermione regretfully put down the garbage bags in her hand and piled them all at the foot of the bed in our room, "then we will go find him tomorrow morning. It happens to be Christmas, so we can treat it as a gift for him." A Christmas present, isn't it?"

I smiled and nodded. Hermione's energetic helping others made me feel happy too.

After washing up, the two of us chatted about the old house, these weird elves, and changed into pajamas again.She's wearing a new plaid nightgown that's so soft that it rubs against my arms as we lay on the same bed.And Hermione was also curious about my liking to wear nightdresses, and exchanged a lot of information with me on which fabrics and styles are most suitable for wearing to sleep on the market.

Unknowingly, the sky outside the window is darker and darker.Through the light rain, the gas street lamps on the side of the road flickered, and the leaves of the trees were rustling by the wind and rain.Hermione was already sound asleep, snuggling up beside me and breathing reassuringly.

I closed my eyes and cleared my brain. Between half-dream and half-awake, I always felt that there were more than the two of us in the room—there were other people's footsteps, stepping on the floor, making creaking sounds.Accompanied by lightning and thunder outside the window, Jason's face suddenly appeared in front of me, and the next second, I opened my eyes suddenly.

—the room was empty except for me and Hermione.

But Jason's pale and gloomy face was imprinted in my mind, and it was hard to forget for a while.Suddenly a white light flashed outside the window, illuminating the whole room, and the downpour of rain brushed the glass windows.

A feeling of panic and anxiety lingered in my heart, and when I sat up, Hermione frowned, murmured, rolled over and fell back to sleep.I helped her cover the blanket with my backhand, slipped my feet into the fat plush slippers and tiptoed out of the room.

Black's old house in the middle of the night is more eerie than in the daytime, but when I think of Sirius and Lupine here, the panic in my heart is slightly reduced.The kitchen was cleaned spotlessly. I took a glass of water and leaned against the island, drinking water sips to suppress the anxiety in my heart.

Another bolt of lightning fell, the pale light illuminated the dark kitchen, and a dark shadow appeared at the door. Before I could get nervous, he reached out and turned on the light—it turned out to be Harry.

"Kelly?" He rubbed his eyes with one hand and squeezed his glasses to his forehead. "Are you coming to fetch water too?"

"...Yes." I breathed a sigh of relief and took a glass of water for him, "Why did you wake up all of a sudden?"

"Actually, we just fell asleep." Harry said sheepishly. "We played cards for a while before going to bed. We wanted to call you, but Ron said you must be asleep."

"Hermione is already asleep." I washed the cup and put it back in place. My anxiety was relieved when Harry approached, and I couldn't help but raise my hand to stroke the golden snitch hanging on my chest.

With the light from the window, he frowned when he approached me: "Your face looks very bad—are you sick?"

"No, it's just a nightmare." I waved my hands hastily, fearing that he would trouble Sirius again, and asked hesitantly, "Are there any other guest rooms? I can't sleep with Hermione tonight, it's easy to leave her Wake up."

Harry naturally agreed to my request. When he took my hand upstairs, I could feel relaxed all over my body, and a lazy sense of fatigue invaded my brain and limbs, so I couldn't help but hold my hand directly. Leaning on his arm, half leaning on his side, he slowly went upstairs.

"There aren't too many rooms that have been cleaned." Harry led me up the stairs step by step, looking over with concern from the corner of his eye, "Some of the rooms were lived in by girls from the Black family...I remember there is another one, you today You can sleep there tonight."

"Whose room is that?" I yawned again, and looked at the door of a room next to the stairs through the blurry mist in my eyes. There was a very stylish little sign hanging on the door, which was very impressive at first glance. .

Harry took a closer look at the sign and said hesitantly, "That should be the room of Sirius' younger brother. —He, used to be a Death Eater."

I woke up in an instant, and looked at the door with some pity: "It's obviously a brother... What happened next? Did he quit?"

"No, he was killed." Harry said after a moment of silence, "Joined when he was young... Later he regretted it and wanted to quit, so he was killed."

I curled my lips in regret, feeling sorry for him being Sirius' younger brother and disdainful for him being a Death Eater.

While speaking, Harry led me into a room with intricate and gorgeous decorations. The space inside was relatively large. Even the bed was covered with velvet blankets and various fluffy pillows. A green gauze stretched from the center of the bed to Falling down, it looks very charming.

After I lay on the bed, Harry helped me tuck the corner of the quilt, and turned to leave the room.And after he was a few meters away from me, that complex and intertwined emotion reappeared in my body, the locket and the snitch collided together, making a crisp sound, but it couldn't match the rumbling thunder outside the window.

I couldn't help screaming, and pulled the thin blanket to shrink in.A thin velvet blanket can't block the movement of the outside world, but it just makes me feel a little bit more at ease.I curled up and hugged my legs with my hands, trying to adjust my state by taking deep breaths.

"Kelly?" Harry's voice suddenly sounded, and he hurried in from the door again, throwing off my blanket, "Are you afraid of thunder?"

Actually, I'm not afraid of thunder at all, but—

"Yes." I nodded firmly, "Can you stay with me for a while? Just wait until I fall asleep."

"I can chat with you." Harry agreed immediately, and pulled an armchair to sit by the bed. "I'll go back until you fall asleep."

He came back, and the movement of approaching eased my mood again, but it wasn't enough, not enough.

"Lie down too, can you sleep here tonight?"

Harry seemed to be petrified in place, his expression was a little funny, somewhere between nervousness and panic, and he stammered, "...w-what?"

"With you by my side, maybe I won't have nightmares." I remembered the last scene before my eyes, and couldn't help but say with a pale face, "Please."

Obviously, I haven't had a nightmare for a long time, but this vision appeared frequently tonight, which made me suspicious. Could it be that Jason Armstrong has made a comeback?Or... just I'm not used to sleeping in other people's beds?I comfort myself.

Anyway, when Harry was by my side, I did manage to forget about these frightening and frightening things smoothly.Kind of sorry for him though, making him poorly forced to share a bed with someone else.

I kept looking at him with pitiful eyes, but Harry stood by the bed without moving, with complex expressions constantly flashing on his face.After a few minutes, he let out a sigh of relief as if he had made up his mind, kicked off his shoes and lay down on the bed with stiff limbs.

This bed is really big, I am lying on the edge of the bed, and he is also lying on the edge of the bed, but the distance between us is about 1 meter.The sound of the rain outside became louder, but it was hard to cover the heartbeat between us.

Whose heartbeat is so loud?I was about to fall asleep, thinking in a daze.When I turned over while grabbing the blanket, Harry’s face suddenly came into my sight—it felt like he was about to suffocate, and he didn’t take off his glasses, but just stared at me, his face flushed, pitiful Covered with a corner of the blanket, a slight movement can directly fall off the bed.

"..." I couldn't help showing a confused expression, "What are you doing?"

"Sleep." Harry closed his eyes suddenly, and swallowed nervously again.I didn't even take off my glasses when I went to sleep... I frowned and leaned over to take off his glasses, then covered him with more blankets, and naturally wrapped my arms around him and closed my eyes.

He trembled and put his arms around my waist.I rubbed my hot ears and felt a little embarrassed, but I kept pretending that I didn't want Harry to find out, otherwise it would be so embarrassing.

The boy's body temperature is higher than mine, especially when we hug each other leg-to-leg, his body temperature almost burns me up, and the rapid heartbeat is close to my ears, disturbing I can't sleep.

"Something—" I suddenly felt something was wrong, "it's broken."

"I feel it, too," said Harry quickly, and we moved away quickly, looking at the same place - my chest.

"Ah, it's this." I picked up the heavy golden locket and scratched my head in embarrassment, "I'm sorry."