[HP] Born to be a pair

With so much to worry about and to do—the homework load that often kept fifth graders up late, the secret DA meetings, Renee and Neville's private spells and transfigurations—January passed horribly fast.

The warm February has come to Hogwarts with the spring breeze, the weeping willows are dyed green, and flowers are everywhere.

But it had been a long time since Renee had felt the weeds and moss wet with dew, full of languid and sweet honeysuckle bushes.

She and Neville were trapped in the dark Room of Requirement all day long, mechanically and rigidly waving her wand, blasting wooden wizards in black robes to pieces.

Neville's rapid progress made Renee unable to help being surprised. When she was tutoring his homework before, Neville had never been so firm in his beliefs, as if he would rather have his flesh and blood broken and be cursed countless times than Throw down your own wand.

Ordinary spells can also be offensive when you have enough imagination and perfect incantations and gestures.

For example, if it is torn apart, if it is aimed at the neck artery of the Death Eater, it will easily cause the opponent to bleed a lot. It is also a reasonable attack method when there is no treatment method for a short time.

Only the reasonable use of Transfiguration can make the entire battle escalate.

Even though Neville had always known that Renee's transfiguration lessons were excellent, his eyes widened in amazement when she transformed the upholstery into a living sika deer with a wave of her wand.

"Renee, you—you—" he called out, surprise in his tone. "This must be a NEWT-level transfiguration!"

It's a pity that the sika deer only lasted for ten seconds, and then returned to the lifeless cushion state. Renee pouted and said regretfully: "If it can last for another minute, it should be."

Valentine's Day in February was Hogsmeade Day again, and after a busy few weeks, Renee was looking forward to taking a walk in the village and relaxing with a glass of iced butterbeer.

Although Neville's original intention was to stay in school and continue to practice, he was too tired to do homework, DA meetings and practice alone for several days and nights, so when Renee made this suggestion, he hesitated. Say yes.

So Renee changed out of her coat and dragon leather boots, and with the nice salary she earned during the holidays and the pocket money that Old Hawke gave her in a better mood, she managed to buy some new spring clothes.

And in order to express her importance to the first date after many days of hard work, Renee also put on some makeup in the bedroom - a sunset red sand lipstick can be applied to the lips, and can be applied to the cheekbones, nose tip and eyelids, Leaves a light, healthy flush.

They dragged their hands along the path leading to Hogsmeade. The green grass beside them was full of oblate pink briars. As they got closer to the main road of the village, the path became narrower at the end.

The clean and sweet air lingered between the nostrils, and the topic of their chat finally changed from spells and Defense Against the Dark Arts to today's arrangement.

"Let's go to Honeydukes first, okay?" Renee said. "We're almost out of stock, and we should get some more Peanut Butter, and pumpkin pop—"

"Of course!" Neville held the toad hidden in his robe pocket in his palm, "Rifle also wants to eat some jelly slugs, listen."

"Quack." Raife opened his bulging eyes and looked innocently at Renee.

"Okay, I'll buy it for Raffle too, but can he really eat candy?"

"I think - it should be all right, I used to feed him fudge and he's fine with it!"

It is difficult to maintain a good attitude throughout the whole process, because there are large-scale photos of escaped Death Eaters posted outside the shop windows of all Hogsmeade shops. The hideous black-and-white photos made Neville very uncomfortable.

He tried his best not to look strange in these photos, but it was obviously difficult for Neville to criticize his facial muscles too much.

What is even more embarrassing is that they also met Harry and Qiu walking side by side at the door of the Wenrenju quill.

——Actually, among all the people present, Harry was the only one who was embarrassed.

"You guys are here for a date too." Neville greeted them.

Qiu blushed and nodded, and Harry responded vaguely with tight lips.

A few drops of icy rain fell on Renee's cheek as they talked feebly.

She raised her head, and the cloudless sky just now had gathered dense and saturated dark clouds, as if a light poke could release a waterfall of rainwater.

"Let's go to the Three Broomsticks to shelter from the rain," Renee quickly raised her wand and cast the Umbrella Charm to cover her and Neville. "what about you?"

"Oh, we--"

Before Harry could speak, Cho had already shyly declined. She glanced at Harry with a sunny smile on her face.

"—we decided to go for a cup of coffee, in Paddifu."

Renee already understood Qiu's meaning, she raised her eyebrows and smiled softly: "I wish you a happy coffee, goodbye, Qiu, Harry!"

The literati's quill was still some distance away from the three broomsticks. When they ran to the bar, although the invisible barrier kept the torrential rain out, the two of them were still splashed with a lot of rain.

"Don't you want to go to Puddieff?" Neville stared at her profile through the rain curtain, "Harry and the others are all going to drink coffee."

"Butter beer is more to my liking." Renee said lightly, ignoring his offer.

As a result, Neville yelled and knocked her wand down, and thousands of silver-like rainwater immediately doused her completely.

Now Renee was really angry and laughing, she screamed and rushed forward and snatched the wand from Neville's hand, also exposing him to the rainwater like a waterfall.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, crackling on the eaves, and the wind that followed the trend also blew the prey that the nearby villagers were drying.

Renee and Neville stood at the intersection facing each other with their bodies soaked, their visions were hazy, and the anger they had played on each other was also soaked by the rain.

When they looked at each other, Neville couldn't help laughing first, he laughed wantonly and heartily, like the pressure of many days was finally drained away in the waterfall-like rain, revealing his own clear heart.

Renee laughed too—to be honest, the two of them were a bit of a lunatic now—but outsiders' opinions never disturbed Renee's decision, and she suddenly remembered an idea Neville had mentioned.

"Wrap around my waist," Renee said, putting her hands on Neville's shoulders as she did so.

He was a little puzzled, but Renee's light dance steps reminded Neville, his eyes widened slightly, he held her waist with one hand and interlocked her fingers with the other in ecstasy and hesitation.

In the clouds and mist caused by the downpour, a drenched couple began to stroll through the rain curtain. They are all waltz veterans, and it is very easy to learn from each other and have unexpected joy in the interlaced dance steps.

Now they are competing with each other tacitly, she is testing whether her next movement will be received by the other party; he also decides whether he can lift her out of the air by reciting the number of circles silently.

It's a pity that Leffe couldn't bear this kind of high-intensity circling action. While croaking loudly, he jumped out of Neville's pocket and landed firmly on the granite under the eaves.

——Fortunately, how easy it is for wizards to cure colds, Renee and Neville's emotions are like the stimulated Meebu Meebo, which has exploded into a mess.

Of course, Valentine's Day.Harsh wizards tend to be more lenient today (except for Snape), so when two wet little wizards broke into the Three Broomsticks, almost no one reprimanded them - including Ms. Rosmerta.

A few students who watched the whole process by the window were whistling at them, beating the table with weird noises and cheering, which aroused the curious eyes of many wizards, but Renee didn't care.

"Two cups of hot butterbeer, please." She still had that exaggerated, goofy smile on her face that Padma and Lisa's jaws would have dropped if they had seen it.

"Four Sickles." Ms. Rosmerta looked at them with admiring eyes, shook her head slightly, and gestured to Renee for a place by the fire, "Let the girl sit there for a while, boy, you Waiting here for a beer."

With gratitude, Renee came to the stove that was warming the fire, and sat down at a round table. She was very close to the blazing flames, so close that the cloth on her body was draining rapidly, emitting the sound of steam.

"Renee?" There was a small exclamation, which attracted her attention. Renee turned around and found that her roommate Sue Li was sitting on the deck not far from her.

Seeing Renee looking back at her, Su suddenly seemed a little restless. There was a glass of cherry juice in front of her table, and a small parasol was decorated on the glass, and there was also a glass of hot mead on the opposite side of her. — even if she is sitting alone.

"Did you come with Morag?" Renee asked.

"Er—was... no, no, not with her—"

"Is that Mandy?"

"...No, it's not..."

Now Renee didn't understand, but she had a vague guess in her heart.She didn't ask further, but looked at Su quietly.If she wanted to say it, Renee would listen; and if Sue didn't want to tell her, it didn't matter—

"Okay," Su sighed, "Excuse me, don't tell Morag, okay?"

"I don't understand, why is that?"

"Morag she... she's been very interested in Slytherin's Blaise Zabini lately."

Renee frowned, and found a taciturn boy in her memory who was always full of sarcasm, but she asked patiently: "And then?"

"Uh... Well, Zabini said some ugly things." Su said in a low voice embarrassingly. "In short, Morag has been hit hard recently. How can I let her know that I have a date today?"

"So where are you 'supposed' now?"

"Fengya wizard store!" Su's eyes lit up, knowing that she was willing to help, "I told her that I would stay there for a whole day and try on all the new robes."

"Then you'd better go and see the new products in the window before you go back to school. There are really a lot of new products on the shelves."

Su happily agreed, and they turned their heads away like thieves and pretended not to know each other.

After a while, a dark-haired, big-boned boy walked in. Renee recognized him as his former potions class partner Wayne Hopkins, a very interesting Hufflepuff.

He shook his wet hair, and sat down on the sofa in the booth opposite Su, with a silly smile on his face.

Immediately afterwards, Neville also walked in with two glasses of steaming butterbeer. Seeing Renee looking at Hopkins, she couldn't help saying in a rough voice: "I'm back! ——Come on Let's clink glasses!"

"Oh! Of course!"

Renee came back to her senses, raised her beer glass and bumped it with him in a funny way, some of the creamy foam flowed out and dripped on the table, she raised her head and took a big sip, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Happy Valentine's Day! Neville, I have a gift for you."

"what gift?"

Now it was Neville's turn to stammer, and he watched in amazement as Renee fished a little fluffy drawstring pouch - a beautiful light gray - from the pocket of her robes, and put it into his hand.

"This is a shape-shifting lizard bag." Renee looked at him expectantly. "I snatched it from an owl mail-order catalog. There were only twenty copies. It's quite rare. Only the owner can take the things in it, and everyone else takes it." No, not even the thief can find it."

"But--"

Neville hung his head in despair, and Renee seemed to be able to see the drooping puppy ears from his floppy blond hair—if Neville was trained as an Animagus, would he be a cute golden retriever? ?She was lost in thought.

"But I didn't have a present for you, sorry Renee."

"Oh no," Renee said, "you already gave me a present, and I liked it very much."

"What, why don't I know?—what is it?"

"A romantic rain waltz."

The author has something to say:

Wizards have refreshment potions, one dose can temporarily cure colds and fevers, Muggles please don't try it lightly!