[HP] Born to be a pair

In the middle of the night, Renee drank with a bright moon.

Before returning to the dormitory, she went to the kitchen to bring a jug of fruity cider - although the students were not allowed to drink alcohol, the elves in the kitchen would not refuse the wizard's request.

While her roommates were peacefully asleep, Renee unwrapped the flagon from its layers of flannel.

She regards the full moon as Neville's face, like a devout believer offering cups to him, this boy is the key to her life.

This time, she will not let go of the hope of survival.

The retribution of being drunk overnight came true in the early morning of the next day. Renee's head seemed to be stuffed with countless snow-white sharp knives, and the nerves of her brain were stabbed sharply when she walked, making her not even want to wear a smiling and friendly mask .

Fortunately, this morning's class consisted of two History of Magic lessons and the optional Care of Fantastic Beasts.

Amidst Professor Binns' tedious lecture, Renee buried her head in a deep sleep—no matter how many times she was resurrected, it would be difficult for her to wake up through the History of Magic class.

Treat it as an occasional indulgence.Renee comforted herself that she had been tense for many years, maybe this was also an opportunity for her to experience a normal study life.

"What you said last night was a joke, right?"

When heading to the class place next to the Forbidden Forest, Mandy asked anxiously.

"You didn't go to Longbottom because of my words, did you?"

The bitter autumn wind couldn't disperse the gathered mist. Clouds of white mist filled the surroundings of several people, blurring Renee's expression, and her tone was ethereal and soft.

"Of course not, don't you think Neville is also a very interesting person?"

The surrounding girls stopped talking, and for a while, only the sound of footsteps rubbing against the grass after the rain, rustling, just like the buzzing of their private discussions.

"How did Thomas become Longbottom?"

"If she's interested in Longbottom, doesn't that mean he's really good?"

"I don't think so—she must be out of her head!"

Renee didn't stop the rumors from spreading, because this was exactly a step in her plan: if there was any vague sense of ambiguity, it was always brewed from the booing of others-it was tried and tested.

During lunch, she didn't go to Neville easily, because it took time for the rumors to ferment.

It is also a good choice to enjoy lunch with friends. Roast beef is the main dish, and gossip news is the condiment. They had a wonderful noon time.

In the afternoon, they went to the fourth greenhouse for class. Under the teaching of Professor Sprout, Renee took the initiative like never before.

Not only did she preemptively become an assistant in this class, but she also diligently took down all the key notes, which surprised Professor Sprout. In one class, she added 17 points to Ravenclaw.

"Miss Hawke." After class, Sprout called Renee who was about to leave, and said excitedly, "You are very talented in herbal medicine. If you have time, you can come to the greenhouse to meet other students at any time. Let’s exchange and learn.”

"Of course I would! Thank you, Professor." Renee raised her eyebrows in surprise, as if she knew the news for the first time, "It's my honor."

After she opened the door and came out, Padma was waiting for her at the door of the greenhouse.Not far away, the fifth grade Gryffindor students who had just finished their Protection of Magical Beasts class also gathered there.

"You really can do a lot for Neville Longbottom." Padma whispered, grabbing her arm, "Why didn't I see you do anything for my favorite divination class?"

"Neville was different," Renee said. "He was an integral part of my life."

Padma pouted noncommittally, and the two of them had already approached the crowd arm in arm.

The center of the assembled crowd was Harry Potter - not surprising at all, but the other center was fourth year Luna Lovegood.

They seemed to be arguing about something, and Renee burst out into a mean, high-pitched laugh when she saw Parvati and Lavender cuddling up and pointing at Luna.

But that's not important...it's not important...the only important person is Neville, standing in the crowd, blocked by several tall boys, unable to see his expression clearly.

Before he left with the other students, Renee stopped him: "Neville!"

Padma had let go of her hand tactfully, and walked straight towards the greenhouse to wait for her to finish talking.

And Neville turned around in a panic, trying to block the eyes of others, but the students who stayed where they were all saw Renee - including Dean and Seamus.

"I have something for you." Renee said nervously, "Can you come with me?"

Dean stared at them with hawk-like eyes, and Seamus snorted even more happily.Neville couldn't help complaining to her in his heart, what important things must be said here?In front of everyone—in front of Dean—

But he still walked towards Renee with stiff steps. Even though he was wearing sharp eyes, Neville couldn't let her stand there alone in embarrassment.

"What's the matter?" Neville restrained his desire to complain, and asked coldly, "I have to rush to class."

"I know, I just want to give this back to you." Renee timidly handed him the neatly folded Gryffindor scarf in her school bag, "I washed it myself... thinking you didn't wear a scarf today— It's so cold today, and you still have outdoor classes—so I came here to return it to you."

Neville's evasive gaze finally met her darkly knitted eyes.He felt as if he was surrounded by pots of weeping mandrakes, making him gasp and uncontrollably start to have stomach cramps at the same time.

With trembling wrists, he took the soft and warm scarf, which was lingering with the rich fragrance of Renee's hair.Neville was horrified to find that the thunderous heartbeat in his chest gradually became clearer, and he thought Renee could hear it.

But she seemed to be only here to return the scarf. Seeing that he had accepted the only token of connection between them, she smiled politely: "Then, I have to leave too, and I have to go to class."

Did you just leave?Neville thought vaguely, if they were separated so easily, what excuse would he have to make next time he wanted to see her again?

Renee turned and left without hesitation. She counted the number of times the soles of her shoes stepped on the grass, her movements were slower than usual, and things were going as she expected. In the last few seconds of the countdown, Neville spoke .

"Didn't you say you still want to watch Mibu Mibao?" He said eagerly, "I'll bring it out tonight—and lend it to you—"

"Okay!" Renee immediately turned her head and agreed, but just as she finished speaking, as if she realized her gaffe, she left a sentence and ran away blushing, "Then see you at the old place after dinner."

Neville stood there stupidly, his heart beating like a drum for a moment, and his joyful mood spread in his chest with a sweet taste.

Could it be that she is also looking forward to the next meeting?Could it be that she is also hesitating in her heart to find a reason to facilitate their... dating again?

He turned around stupidly, but suddenly bumped into Dean with a livid face. He stared at Neville with indescribable eyes, and immediately poured a basin of cold water on him.

"When did you meet?" Dean asked coldly, "It couldn't be before we broke up, could it?"

"No!" Neville frantically denied, "We just started talking yesterday—"

"Really." Dean obviously didn't believe it, and snorted perfunctorily, "Anyway, you should be more on guard against people like her... It's like she is the only one who understands your feelings best in the world..."

"Isn't that good?" Neville said cautiously, "We're just friends, friends who know each other and share common hobbies."

"Like she's suddenly into herbal medicine?" Dean said. "Believe me, I thought the same thing when she told me she was a fan of Tottenham FC."

It is undeniable that Neville did have a lump in his heart.He couldn't help but start to think, how long has it been since Renee liked herbal medicine class, and whether the tacit understanding and love between them is her deliberate behavior?

Fortunately their class happened to be herbal medicine, and he always got along with Professor Sprout.So when Neville was mixing dragon dung with other students, he quietly came to the professor with his basin.

"Professor, I can't help but want to ask you a question." Neville seriously watered the plants, and couldn't help asking, "Do you know Renee Hawke from Ravenclaw?"

"Miss Hawke?" Professor Sprout was very impressed with Renee in the last class, "She is a very talented student, Neville, just like you."

Such an affirmative answer made Neville excited. He couldn't control the smirk on his face, and even the speed of mixing dragon dung became extremely fast, which made his efficiency twice as high as that of his classmates.

"Student Longbottom did a great job!" Professor Sprout said, "5 points for Gryffindor!"

The strength of Dean's hand on the dragon dung suddenly became stronger.

After dinner, Renee came to the empty classroom for her appointment with her herbal medicine homework.Neville had already been waiting inside for a long time, holding the thin rice pot in his arms, his eyes lit up when he saw her, which made Renee's mood even happier.

"The greenhouses in the school don't have rice buds. Where did you get them?"

They got together to observe Mibu Mibao for a while, and Renee asked curiously, as if she didn't notice the close distance between the two of them.

For some reason, Neville didn't remind her either. He stared blankly at the magnified face of the girl in front of him. The skin was pink, and no acne marks or pores could be seen. The vivid gray-green eyes were looking at him intently. There was only him in it. A person's face.

"Neville?" The corners of Renee's mouth twitched slightly to cover up her complacent expression, and she blinked her eyes to ask again.

"Oh!" He came back to himself in a panic, and added in a very quick tone, "This is——my uncle Alji brought it from Assyria as my birthday present.

Don't touch these boils, Meebu Meebo has a sensitive defense mechanism - they will squirt stinky juice. "

Neville didn't want to be like that again in front of Renee when he thought of getting sprayed all over for his indiscreet behavior on the train.

"I won't." Renee giggled and asked again, "Is your herbal medicine homework also a paper? Is it the same topic as ours?"

Neville glanced at the title of her thesis and nodded excitedly.

She went on to say: "Then let's go to the library to write a thesis together tomorrow, can we? By the way, we can go to the greenhouse together to help out. Today I asked Professor Sprout and found out that we can go there in our spare time!"

"I've always been there to help." Neville said proudly, "No wonder you didn't come here before, you didn't know!"

Renee kept smiling, not denying his claims.And Neville said to himself: "Then let's go to the library tomorrow morning, it happens to be Saturday, how appropriate!"

They happily made an appointment for the next meeting, and there was more laughter and enthusiasm in the empty classroom.

Neville had never met anyone who knew him so well and had the same hobbies as him. He even began to blame himself, why didn't he meet her first in the first grade?

In this case, maybe he will be Renee's first choice...

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Whoever moves first will lose, Wuhu~