[HP] Born to be a pair

Renee had seen the chaos of two men fighting since she was a child.

In Mrs. Duncan's, a lonely woman needs the love of two people, only to be delayed one day by young Renee.

A man came out of the bedroom, another came in through the door, their eyes collided like sparks bursting, and then there was a fight scene that made Renee scream.

Since then, she has learned how serious problems a little jealousy can cause.

——The woman's hysterical wailing, the muffled sound of punches to the flesh, and the furniture and vases that were constantly being overturned. Renee only hated how she couldn't become a mouse so that she could get out through the cracks in the corner.

"You're not allowed to enter here," Willy asked politely. He didn't hear Joan's introduction, and only thought Neville was an unruly customer. "What do you need?"

"I need that girl in your arms." Neville also replied politely, except that his face looked like he wanted to knock Willy away with the Stunning Charm.

"I think you need to get to know each other," Renee said lightly, drawing Neville in, bringing the two boys face to face,

"This is my friend Willie who also works here; this is my boyfriend and my classmate Neville."

Neville, who seemed a little aggressive just now, suddenly became docile. He dodged Renee's gaze, and sincerely apologized to Willy for his rudeness: "I'm sorry, my name is Neville Longbottom."

"Willie Penrose." Willie scrutinized him and reached out to shake his hand. "You're really well dressed, don't you feel hot?"

Indeed, in today's scorching weather, Neville looked as if he had just come off a flight from the Southern Hemisphere in his long-sleeved shirt and jeans that fell to his heels.

His face was flushed, and his forehead and lips were covered with beads of sweat from the heat, and he was still constantly reaching out to wipe the sweat.

"Hey, I didn't expect it to be so hot here before I came here." Neville wiped his face with one hand, and his round and blue eyes seemed to be soaked with sweat.

"Go to my house and change." Renee carefully took out the pocket watch from her pocket and glanced at it. "Can I leave work early today? Willy."

"Go ask my dad, he's the boss." Willie pushed open the door of the staff lounge and yelled to the north, "Dad— Renee asked if she could leave early today?"

"What——Okay, okay! She's been on a row for several weeks, it's time to rest, tell her not to come tomorrow! Otherwise, I'll drive her out!"

Their conversation is natural and easy, as if there had never been an argument an hour ago.Willie shrugged his shoulders back at them, took off his own baking kit in the closet, and went back to the baking room neatly.

"Let's go through the back door," Renee took Neville's hot wet hand and whispered in his ear, "When they see me leave, they will think the store is closing soon."

The two slipped out from the back door of the steeple red brick house and walked along the path to the back slope, where there is the only church in the town and its garden.

The church garden occupies a wide area, with high walls and shade, which has the typical style of Southampton country gardens.

Renee pulled Neville through the shadowy trees, letting coolness and silence cover his body to dissipate the scorching heat that surrounded him.

"It's so beautiful here!" Neville looked fascinatedly at the clumps of overgrown Buddleia, the overgrown rose bushes, and the dense and thick lily of the valley bushes, as if his nature of loving plants was ready to move again.

"It's more charming in the forest," Renee liked to see him obsessed with something. "Come with me, and I'll ride you back on my bike to change—then we'll go to the forest."

When riding a bicycle, Renee had to struggle to stand up and hit the pedals firmly in order for the wheels to move.

But in the second half of the journey, she suddenly found that the ride became easier-until she turned around and found that Neville was flushing and dragging his legs on the back seat and running.

"you--"

"If only I knew how to ride a bicycle," he said despondently, "but I've never seen one before!"

"Hey! What's the point? Who needs bicycles when we can take Apparition?"

"But I might fail Apparation! You know how hard that is."

As they entered the forest, the grass was rippling, the edges of the bushes were rolling in waves, and a lovely wind blew through Renee's shaggy hair, cooling a panting Neville.

"Why did you come here suddenly?" Renee asked casually, "I'm not prepared at all, what if today is particularly sloppy?"

"I've been meaning to come!" said Neville cheerfully.

"Do you remember when we went to the Ministry of Magic? My grandma was interviewed by the newspaper and she said she had never been so proud of me!

So she replaced the broken wand for me - I actually had a wand of my own! "

"Wonderful! Neville, I'm so happy for you."

"Thirteen inches, cherrywood, with a unicorn hair core, I love it!" went on Neville,

"So during the summer holidays, my grandma was in such a good mood that I asked her to come and see you while she was chatting with Uncle Algie over the fireplace - and she immediately agreed to bring me! "

"Oh!" Renee stopped cycling in surprise, "Where did Mrs. Longbottom go?"

"She just Apparated me around here and then went back."

Renee didn't know whether to be relieved or nervous about it, but the lake house soon came into view, and the two got off their bicycles and walked side by side back to the green stone front garden.

"Come on, welcome to my house - small and shabby, just passable."

She led Neville into her bedroom, this was not the first time he had been here, and Neville had already seen him in the Room of Requirement.

It's just that after such a long time, Renee's room has still undergone some changes.

The wooden window sashes are painted in a bright blue color, which matches the astonishingly green scenery outside the window;

There is a pot of lilies growing gratifyingly on the writing table, and the rich fragrance covers the whole bedroom with the breeze blowing in from the window;

The floor was covered with a thick, plush heather carpet, and when he walked again, there was no more creaking.

"Quite a change, isn't it?" said Renee triumphantly. "The paint is left over from Mr. Penrose's renovations, the lilies I planted in the forest, and this rug—you won't believe it, I When I found it at the flea market, I gave it a pound!"

When she has the hope of life, she doesn't want to wake up every day to see the dark and old room before.

Renee had to admit that Neville, the symbol of hope and greenery, was always on her mind when she was dressing up her bedroom.

"Amazing!" said Neville, beads of sweat dripping from the tip of his nose. "It's a whole new place, and you! I was about to say, you've finally put on weight!"

"Ah, is that so?" Renee looked down at herself, maybe it was because it was too hot and she was dressed too coolly, with her snow-white arms and thighs exposed, it was easy to see that she had grown a lot of flesh.

"Is it a good thing for you?" she asked abruptly.

"For me? Why?" Neville looked at her puzzled, "Obviously it's better for you, healthier."

It seems that the change of mentality made her gain weight - when a person is always worried about his imminent death, how can he let the fat in his body live easily and happily.

And Renee's strength has indeed improved. Now she can run from home to the town square effortlessly, and lift five kilograms of cocoa powder with her bare hands. It turned bright pink.

"Okay," Renee saw that he didn't understand and didn't explain, but took out her own short sleeves and shorts from the closet and threw them to Neville, "These are also clothes from the second-hand market... for me It's too big, maybe it's just right for you."

Neville grabbed the two pieces of underwear as if after a catastrophe, then stood there and looked at Renee, without changing clothes, just stared at her stupidly.

"What?" Renee asked, "Don't you like it?"

"No - of course not, I like it very much!" Neville broke out in sweat again, "I just...just you here..."

"You're shy!" Renee said in surprise, "just after we—we did that?"

Neville didn't speak, obviously the high body temperature made him spontaneously combust.

"Okay," she had no choice but to compromise with a suppressed smile, "I'll wait for you downstairs and get you some snacks by the way—I won't bake any cookies for you, it's too troublesome."

Immediately afterwards, Neville nodded indiscriminately, restraining his shy expression, and watched Renee walk out of the oak door. After the last gap disappeared, he impatiently released himself from the heat.

After they came back from the town, the weather outside became milder, and the wind became more frequent. The blowing and beating disturbed the tranquility of the entire forest, and also aroused the chirping of birds, large and small.

Renee found a few packages of ordinary puffed food from the storage room, and poured two glasses of cold milk for the two of them. After finishing all this, she heard footsteps from upstairs.

"It seems to fit just right," Neville tugged at his top uncomfortably. Obviously, he had never worn clothes that fit so well. The short sleeves and shorts could reveal the muscles he had worked hard for a long time, as well as his hairy calves and chest.

"Oh, you look so--great," Renee lost her mind for a moment, and her fingers resting next to the snack bag moved uncontrollably, "How beautiful, you should wear more clothes like this in the future. "

"What?" He waved his hands in panic. "At school or at home? That's not okay—my grandma wouldn't think so."

Neville looked much fresher now, with all the excess sweat blown away by the wind, leaving only a red blob on each of his cheeks.

He walked straight to the dining table, shaking the bag of puffed food curiously, listening to the sound of half bag of air and half bag of potato chips inside.

"Eat, I'll unpack it for you," Renee said while unpacking a pack of original potato chips, "After eating and drinking, I'll take you to the depths of the forest to play. The forest at night is a bit scary, but the forest during the day is simply The playground I grew up with!"

"I've been thinking of you for weeks," said Neville, eating his crisps, "I was visiting Uncle Algie's with Granny and he brought me a bowl of buttered peas, and I thought of you again. "

"I miss you very much too. If I had known, I would have made you an ice cream first before leaving—three balls full of three different flavors for you."

"Have you read the latest paper?"

"No, I haven't ordered any papers, what happened?"

"The Ministry of Magic has a new minister, and grandma said he is a hardliner, and he might be better than Fudge." Neville said vaguely, "Now every wizarding family has received a small letter from the Ministry of Magic to defend against Death Eaters." Brochure, ask me to read it—it's no use at all."

"Oh!" Renee seemed a little surprised, "So things have really reached this point?"

"Yes, so even at home, you'd better keep your wand with you, just in case you need it."

The atmosphere was a little dignified, but after they ate up the potato chips and drank the iced milk in one gulp, their mood picked up again.

Thinking of the moist and fragrant smell of grass and earth in the forest, the sun shining brightly from the green sky with shadows on the ground, and the clusters of summer flowers in full bloom, and the nests of hares huddled together-- Renee Will forget those troubles, what Voldemort!To hell!

The author has something to say:

Happy summer!

感谢在2021-10-2622:43:16~2021-10-2722:39:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!