[HP] Kiss you in glory

"The dormitory of the head of the house..." Hermione murmured, "How did you do that?"

Annie sniffed her hair, and hugged her from behind, "I just found out that the chief dormitory of the academy is connected to the secret room and the fourth floor. I made a small change. The secret door , only the head of the academy and those identified by her can enter."

"I'm the one who recognizes it?" Hermione turned around and put her arms around Annie's neck, "Didn't it mean that people of Muggle origin can't enter?"

"Fool," Anne kissed her lightly on the lips, "Salazar just doesn't recruit Muggle-born wizards, and it doesn't mean that the entire Slytherin territory is closed to them."

"From now on, we'll have a lot of time to spend privately together." Annie rolled her throat and said with a low smile, "My bed is big enough, and it's okay to roll on it."

Hermione avoided Anne's fiery eyes, her cheeks were hot, "I didn't promise you again." She muttered, but there was a smile in her eyes.Annie lowered her head and kissed her face gently, as softly as a goose feather splashing water, her eyes were extremely tender.

"Did you really not put your name into the Goblet of Fire?" Hermione asked curiously.

Annie slightly raised her eyebrows and said, "Huh? Of course not, you don't believe me?"

"Of course I believe you." Hermione pinched a small lock of Annie's hair and rubbed it with her fingertips, "But why were you selected by the Goblet of Fire? You are only 14 years old, how could the Goblet of Fire not tell the difference?"

"Maybe it's under the Confusion Curse." Annie said softly, "I will never put my name in the Goblet of Fire."

"Why?" Hermione let go of her pinched hair, hugged her vigorously, and naughtily rubbed the tip of her nose against Annie's chin. There was a faint soft light in her dark green eyes, and Annie lowered her eyes. gaze at her.

"Because I promised you," she said, "I won't let myself get hurt again."

Hermione was taken aback.

"What a fool." Annie said in Chinese in a low voice, "What did you say?" Hermione was puzzled, and Annie's voice became hoarse, "I mean, I love you."

They kissed by the candlelight, their fingers intertwined.

Annie led Hermione to the bed step by step, and let her fall down on the soft dark green quilt. The fiery breath entwined each other, and her fingers slipped from her cheeks to her collarbone unconsciously, and her tie was hooked by her fingertips. Get up, "Annie..." Hermione grabbed her hand, her cheeks flushed, "What are you going to do?"

"Do what we didn't finish last time." Annie said hoarsely.

Hermione whispered, "No, we're not yet of age." She glanced cautiously at Annie above, "Not yet."

Her voice was so low that she could hardly hear it.

"You also know that we are underage," Annie sighed, she straightened up, "then you still dare to give me a love potion?" "I put the wrong ingredients." Hermione also sat up and fiddled with her collar Well, it broke Annie's charming thoughts.

"Anyway," she said confidently, "you can't touch me, and I can't touch you until we're underage."

"You still want to touch me?" Anne said amusedly.

"What's wrong?" Hermione glared at her.

"Yes, yes." Annie said casually. She snapped her fingers, and sandwiches, milk, and baked potatoes with bacon appeared on the table. "Be hungry, let's eat first."

"You use elves like that?" Hermione said indignantly, "I thought you would respect them."

"I respect them, but you have to eat." Annie shrugged, "Don't tell me you want to go on a hunger strike. You know, the elves want to work, and you can't stop them."

"That's because of the nasty slave contract," Hermione said bluntly. "Elves know more magic than some wizards, if it weren't for this contract..."

"Then they will be exterminated." Annie said lightly, "Do you think humans will let a group of creatures stronger than them go?"

"Besides, the slave contract was also signed because the elves failed in the war." She picked up a glass of milk and handed it to Hermione, "The loser is the bandit, my dear, they can't change it now, we The only thing that can be done is to improve their service environment, everyone respects the elves and does not abuse them, that is the best result.”

Hermione narrowed her eyes slightly, "You think so?"

"Yes." Annie said frankly.

"I thought you would be on my side." Hermione said, "Their sense of resistance has been suppressed in their hearts. Only Dobby can fight for the rights of the elves!"

"Dobby's existence will make wizards more afraid of this kind of thing happening again," Anne said. "No one wants to lose a loyal servant. If you want to liberate them, it will only attract hatred."

She sighed and held Hermione's shoulders, "I don't want you to be hurt in any way. Your thoughts are good, but you don't have the right to speak now. No one will be willing to support your actions."

"Including you?" Hermione said stubbornly.

Annie looked at her and laughed.

"Of course I support my wife's idea. I like you just like you." She pampered Hermione's nose.

"I haven't admitted it yet," Hermione snorted coldly, "Who is your wife?"

"You will be my wife sooner or later." Annie said with a smile, "Let's eat first, and I'll play some music."

The topic about the house elves was quickly revealed. The two sat at the small round table and ate dinner comfortably. A golden musical score appeared in the air, and the syllables danced on it.

"Hedals the cards as ameditation, And those he plays never suspect..."

Hermione's hand holding the fork paused, her drooping eyelashes fluttered wildly, Anne lowered her head to drink the milk, not noticing her strangeness, "This is a song released by an English Muggle singer last year, I think you should have heard it."

"I know that the spades are the words so old,

I know that the club sare weapons of war,

I know that diamonds mean money for this art,

But that's not the shape of my heart..."

The hoarse voice groaned softly, piercing Hermione's heart tenderly and unquestionably.

Of course she knew it was her favorite folk-rock song, and she listened to it a lot after Annie left.

"Let's dance."

Annie said enthusiastically, and Hermione froze for a moment, "Dancing? But I can't dance."

"Improvisation, no matter how bad the dance is, only we can see each other." Annie said gently, putting her hands behind her back and keeping her legs together, "I remember that's how it was done on TV."

She wrapped her right arm straight around her body, made an elegant circle, placed her palm across her abdomen, and bent slightly.Then she took a small step back with her right foot, her left foot joined her right, and held out her palm to Hermione.

The heart-pounding music rang in my ears, and the lover in front of me was looking forward to it. Hermione hesitated for a moment, then agreed.

"What's the preparatory action?" Annie took Hermione's hand and put it on the back of her waist, then put her left hand on her shoulder, and her right hand tightly clasped Hermione's left hand, "Is that so?"

Hermione chuckled, "You can come here however you want."

Annie lowered her head against her forehead, and slowly turned in circles in the ambiguous atmosphere created by the music, then she let go of the hand on Hermione's shoulder, and the two of them opened one arm, facing the opposite direction. The direction waved away lightly, staring at each other affectionately.

Hermione turned back with a smile and threw herself into Annie's arms. Her light toe dance made her look like a cloud that Annie couldn't catch. Before she knew it, the music changed to a faster-paced tune. Pointing lightly at Anne's lips, she smiled sweetly.

There was water in the brown eyes, and the rhythm of the dance steps became faster and faster. Annie had a panoramic view of the radiance and charm of her lover, obediently followed her rhythm as she danced, and her heart became hot.

Soon, the dance music came to an end.

……

Hermione panted slightly and leaned into Annie's arms. She closed her eyes and sighed contentedly. Annie put her arms around her waist from behind, but her expression gradually calmed down.

There was silence in the bedroom, save for the rapid breathing of the two of them.

When Hermione opened her eyes again, there was sadness and comprehension in her brown eyes. She looked down at Annie holding her arm, and slowly put her palm on it.

Annie's head rested on her shoulder, her breathing rhythm became steady, and the hot air puffed her neck, and Hermione could feel Annie's arms around her tighten.

Hermione gave a wry smile.

"You get it, don't you?" She whispered softly, clearly sensing the breathing pause of the person behind her.

"Yes." Anne whispered.

"I should have thought of it earlier, you are so smart." Hermione smiled self-deprecatingly, and Anne's eyes darkened a bit.

"So, when did you remember it?"

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