[HP] Born to be a pair

Saturday happened to be sunny and breezy.The golden sun of dawn breaks through the snow-white clouds, stretching vertically from the cracks like strips of brass.

Before getting up, Renee found her pocket watch from the bedside box, and there were still two hours before going to the library.

After counting the time, she put away the precious pocket watch—it was the last gift her mother gave her before she passed away.

Gold multifunctional vintage pocket watch that can tell the time as well as a small timer.Even in the most difficult days, she and her father never thought of exchanging it for money.

Renee is a firm believer that every detail can make a difference.So she borrowed Padma's potion to smooth every strand of her curls; the beauty shop's mascara, which made her slender eyelashes curl and curl; and berry red lip gloss. , shiny, will not fall off after eating a meal.

It seemed that it was too early, and most of the students were immersed in sleep. When Renee came to the auditorium, almost no one was having breakfast here, and there were only a few people at the long Ravenclaw table.

She walked up to the people she knew, including Cho Chang and her friend Marietta Ackmore, who were sitting eating eggs and bacon.

"Good morning," Renee said, choosing a few golden oatcakes and dragging a full jar of raspberry jam in front of her.

"I didn't expect you to wake up so early."

"Oh, Renee! Good morning." Cho greeted her with a smile. "I'm going to practice Quidditch later, and Marietta is going too."

"Why did you get up so early?" Marietta asked in a strange tone, "It can't be because you have an appointment with someone, who is the lucky one this time?"

Cho bumped her shoulder awkwardly, and Marietta added reluctantly.

"What's the matter?—just kidding."

"Good news, that's not you." Renee slowly spread jam on the oatcakes. "It's a good joke, isn't it?"

Marietta's rosy face turned completely red, bright red, and she looked very angry, but Qiu was beside her to comfort her.

"Come on, Marietta. You see what a fine day it is, a lucky--oh no..."

"What's the matter?" Marietta asked her hastily. Good friends are more important to her than anything else.

"Oh...just, I suddenly remembered that today is my mother's birthday." Qiu's face was pale, she was so guilty that she couldn't eat anymore, she threw away the knife and fork, and left with Marietta in a panic, "I'm sorry— -I have to--"

The little episode didn't affect Renee's good mood at all. She was already used to the strange eyes and sarcastic tone, especially during the time when she was pestering Malfoy to become a Death Eater.

Ten minutes later, Renee came to the library door with her bulging schoolbag, 10 minutes early, but it doesn't matter, being early is more of a virtue than being late——

Then she stepped into the library door dressed in sunlight and green shade, and immediately saw Neville combing his hair in front of the ink bottle.

At the same time, he raised his eyes and saw Renee.The first time he saw her, Neville immediately got up from the writing desk, and the ebony armchair rubbed against the ground with his clumsy movements, making harsh creaking noises.

"squeak--"

In the quiet morning of the library, such a voice is obviously unacceptable.

Neville soon received the attention and warning from the administrator Mrs. Pince. Fortunately, there were no more students and Neville's attitude of admitting his mistakes was very good, so she could barely tolerate such noise makers staying.

Renee really wanted to laugh at this point, she had never seen such a funny character.

So until she put down her schoolbag and sat opposite Neville, she still greeted him with a suppressed smile, "Good morning, Neville. I didn't expect you to come so early. Maybe I should go to the appointment an hour earlier."

"Then we will just meet here." Neville blurted out, and then retracted his eyes regretfully, and beat himself with fists under the desk. "I mean... I woke up too early today - and I had nothing else to do, so - I don't mean I don't usually have anything else to do, it's just that today..."

Mrs. Pince scanned this side again with her sharp eyes, and immediately lowered her voice: "In short—let's start studying first."

Their study program began with a dissertation on herbal medicine, leaving Professor Sprout with a dissertation on self-pollinating shrubs.Thanks to the professors at Hogwarts, they have always been very fair to the four colleges in terms of homework.

"In the beginning, I thought about going to "A Thousand Miraculous Herbs and Mushrooms" to find information." Neville talked about the subjects he was good at, and his speech became very fluent, and his eyes lit up, "But it suddenly occurred to me that maybe "Flesh Eater" "Tree Encyclopedia" is a better choice."

"Isn't that the textbook used only in the sixth grade?" Renee asked, "Qiu once showed me the book list."

"That's why Professor Sprout left this topic," he said with a smile, talking about the book, "What a smart choice, you don't immediately think of reference books for other grades, do you?" ?”

"But you figured it out," Renee said suddenly, with an adoring smile on her face, "You're amazing!"

Navica got stuck, his ears were red like blood, and his words turned into muttering again: "It's...not that bad, I just thought of it by chance..."

As more and more people came to learn to do their homework, the sound of flipping books and writing with a quill in the library also increased.

For some reason, the two were learning together faster than usual.They had completed papers on Herbalism, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Transfiguration and Astronomy, Bowtruckle sketches for the protection of magical creatures, and now only the Potions paper remained.

"Hey..." Facing this brand-new, empty parchment, Neville couldn't help but sigh, "The properties of moonstone...and its use in medicine..."

"Moonstone is an ingredient in the palliative," Renee reminded him. "I made this in the first potions class this term, remember?"

"...well, of course." Neville said vaguely, feeling a little embarrassed at the thought of the hard and failed potions made in that class. "Potions class was - kind of - very tricky for me."

As a kind person, Renee naturally wouldn't get to the bottom of it, but she took this opportunity to make a suggestion: "My grades in Potions are not bad, if you need after-school tutoring, why don't you consider me?"

There is not much time until Umbridge takes power, and there is not much time before the establishment of DA. She has to develop a relationship with Neville quickly in just a few weeks, otherwise it will be too long when Umbridge is in power. late.

And this is the only way to occupy most of his spare time.

Perhaps Neville also hoped that they could spend more time together, so he quickly agreed to the proposal.So they agreed to meet in the empty classroom every Tuesday and Thursday night with all the crucible and materials.

By the time the two had finished all their paperwork, the evening light was already a dazzling orange, rimming every inch of the low-hanging clouds with gold.

They spent the whole day in the library, only relying on the sandwiches and pumpkin juice brought by Renee to fill their stomachs at noon-avoiding Mrs. Pince's eyes, neither of them thought about leaving this secluded corner .

After packing their schoolbags, Renee and Neville walked side by side by the Black Lake, feeling the moist autumn wind blowing across the lake.In the distance are the Quidditch players who always have infinite energy. Every time they score a goal, they raise their arms and shout, flying in a circle noisily.

"Did I miss you today?" Renee asked. "You were supposed to be playing Quidditch in this weather, but you stayed with me in the library all day."

"Oh, I'm not very good at playing Quidditch." Neville admitted bitterly. He didn't want Renee to have a bad impression of him, but he didn't want to deceive her. not good."

"It's a trivial matter." Renee stopped, looked at him sideways and said, "In my opinion, you are kind, careful, and very observant, so what if there are some subjects you are not good at?

They can't hide your shining points, Neville, if you have more confidence in yourself, you will find out - what an amazing person you are. "

After nearly a week of getting along, Renee could really discover that under Neville's ordinary and timid skin, there were some unusual care and kindness. Be friends with him--only friends.

Everything she said was true, and she hoped that this somewhat inferior boy would increase his confidence, bravely stretch out his trembling tentacles, and embrace the world that belonged to him.

"Oh!" Neville looked at her in surprise, a little shy and flustered.None of his Gryffindor friends, while equally nice to him, spoke to him the way Renee did—a little sappy and clingy, but it made him feel really good, really—very good.

A mischievous ray of sunlight jumped onto Renee's face along Neville's shoulders, affecting her vision, so when she squinted her eyes, she didn't expect the other's actions for the first time.

He lightly touched Renee's cheek with his warm, calloused fingers, and then withdrew his hand as if on fire.

"Sorry, sorry—I thought it was—it turned out to be light—"

An appropriate thought rose in Renee's mind, but was this the setting off of the atmosphere, or the advance of the plan?And before she figured it out, she had turned that idea into a reality.

The badly worn soles rubbed against the emerald green grass, and the applause of the Quidditch players became long and deep. She stood on tiptoe, and kissed the corner of Neville's lips softly and steadily.

Those soft, slightly moist lips -- Renee's lips --

Neville briefly thought that he seemed to have returned to that night in the first grade, the night when he was cast with the petrification spell, and now his performance is no better than that night.

Her thick, long lashes shaded her gray-green eyes.The rich fragrance of his hair still lingered in his nostrils, and as she approached, the smell became more intense.

Also, there is Renee's lips, the rosy lips that existed in his dream, but today they are bright, with an oily luster getting closer...

When he returned to the Gryffindor common room with a smirk, Harry was sitting with Ron doing his homework.

The conversation between them didn't go well, because Ron looked so depressed, so when he saw Neville, Harry immediately greeted him and wanted to find someone from the sidelines to encourage him.

"Where did you come from? Neville, you came to the Quidditch practice match today, didn't you?"

However, Neville failed his expectations, maintained that silly bubbling smile, and pursed his lips deliberately: "No, I didn't go to see it. I have other more important things—"

Bad idea, Ron obviously thought of today's poor performance in the training match, and he said angrily: "Yeah! Anything is more important than you watching your academy's Quidditch training match, isn't it?"

Neville was a little more sober, but still laughing: "You don't think what I did today! Not only did I finish all the papers, but-"

"You finished writing?!" Ron exclaimed, finally showing some positive emotions, "Even finished writing the potion paper? How did you do it?"

Harry looked at him in surprise too, as if seeing Neville in front of someone else who had taken Polyjuice Potion.

"I'm not going to lie and say that I did it alone." Faced with the suddenly realized expressions of the two of them, Neville said proudly, "My study partner and I...that is, my girlfriend, did it together. If you If necessary, I would like to lend it to you.”

"What?!" Harry and Ron were dumbfounded, even more shocked than when they learned that all his studies were completed.

The author has something to say:

Neville: I regarded you as my girlfriend, but you only sent me a friend card? ?

感谢在2021-09-2011:20:32~2021-09-2119:00:41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of coconut sugar;

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