harleyscars Chapter 243 The Quiet Figure by the Fireplace
Chapter 243 The Quiet Figure by the Fireplace
Chapter 243 The Quiet Figure by the Fireplace
In the early morning, the bones on Ron's body had already grown. When the sky was still dark, Ron followed Professor McGonagall to go back to school.
Neville didn't need to go back. He planned to spend Christmas with his parents in St. Mungo's, and this was likely to be the last Christmas the family spent here.
It's just that it was too early, and Ron didn't bother the Neville family. Instead, Sirius met him.
Sirius, who hadn't been able to fall asleep all night, stabilized his condition after being rescued by a group of therapists regardless of cost. His injuries mainly came from the erosion of his body by black magic power, and the explosion was secondary.
In order to prevent Sirius from chasing him, Pettigrew definitely overcharged the parting fireworks this time, which was several times more intense than the one 13 years ago. The damage of the spell explosion is serious.
Sirius, who was wrapped into a mummy, could only wink at Ron innocently. He couldn't say a complete sentence with an 'ummmahahah', and finally gave up in frustration.
Came to Hogsmeade through Apparition, a small ball of light illuminated the dark path, and after returning to the castle, the tired Professor McGonagall said goodbye to Ron. She had been busy all night without rest, and her face was tired. The color can't be hidden anymore.
Ron embarked on the road to Gryffindor Tower alone. There was no one in the quiet castle, only the sound of sleeping grunts from some of the portraits.
Amid the sleepy murmurs of the fat lady, Ron walked into the lounge which was still lit with a warm fire. On the table closest to the fire, he saw a thin figure.
A blanket of Gryffindor's gold and red colors was gently covered on Hermione's thin shoulders. She curled up and squeezed into the soft armchair, with his hands resting on her cheeks, facing the entrance of the lounge.
The movement of Ron coming in was very light, and did not wake up the cute sleeping girl. A small dwarf with big ears bowed slightly to Ron, and Toby retreated into the shadow of the curtain with a smile. He was the one who covered Min with the blanket.
As the elf with the best relationship with Ron in Hogwarts, he always pays special attention to Ron and the people around him, providing meticulous help and service.
"Thank you." Ronby nodded to Toby with a smack of his mouth, and then lightly sat down on the chair beside Hermione.
The December cold wind was kept out of the window, and the slowly burning bonfire exuded a comfortable warmth. The wafting heat made Hermione's left cheek rosy, making one especially want to gently take a bite.
Just when Ron was about to hug her carefully, a fluffy paw slapped his hand off, and Lukexi jumped out from nowhere. He stared at Ron fiercely, opened his mouth silently and used The paw gestured, as if angrily scolding Ron for making Hermione worry about this bad thing.
Ron, who hastily begged for forgiveness, patted the cat's head, but Luxy turned his head away ungratefully, patted Crookshanks on the head and let him continue to lie down, the cat boss was lazily resting on Crookshanks The soft belly turned over and continued to sleep.
But with the tip of the dangling little tail, Luxy was actually very happy after seeing Ron come back.
"you're back."
Hermione's long eyelashes seemed to be fluttered by the breeze brought by Luxe. She spoke softly, with laziness and joy in her voice.
"Ah."
Ron stretched out his hand to hold Hermione in his arms, and a warm baby in black and white rolled down Hermione's legs because of this movement, and the little dumpling was caught by Ron in mid-air, holding the bamboo shoots Xiaotuanzi babbled and hugged the half-eaten bamboo shoots in his arms with both hands and feet, not giving the bad guy a chance to attack.
"I won't snatch you." Ron rubbed Xiaotuanzi's furry head and smiled, "I also want to thank you for staying with Hermione when I was away."
Knowing that the bamboo shoots would not be robbed, Xiaotuanzi trotted onto Ron's shoulders with short legs and turned into a black and white fur shawl. stay together.
This naive and cute appearance made people smile knowingly, Ron lowered his head, so he met a pair of watery eyes full of worry and reluctance.
"I made you worry, I'm fine."
He tightened his arms, conveyed his steady and strong heartbeat, and told her that this was not a comforting rhetoric, but a reassuring promise.
"Aren't you injured? Why did you come back so late? Neville told me you were in St. Mungo's."
"Well, a little skin trauma, and it's all healed up now. The main reason for coming to St. Mungo's is because of Neville's parents. Their condition has improved a lot now, and they may be able to recover soon. They left the ward and went home. .”
"That's great, Neville's been waiting a long time, and this must be the best Christmas present he's ever received."
Nestling her head on Ron's broad shoulders, Hermione's exhalation when she spoke made people itch, and her heart that was originally cheered up gradually relaxed. As long as she came back safely and was not injured, then it was the best for her. one's gift.
The peaceful silence didn't seem boring, but the tacit peace made their hearts dizzy with a trace of unspoken sweetness.
The soft lips were touched gently, and the teardrops that slipped down at an unknown time were also carefully wiped away.
For a long time, lips parted, leaning against the fire, looking at the dim light coming through the window, the falling snowflakes made Ron a little dazed.
"I know what the present for Christmas is."
"Huh?" Hermione looked at Ron in confusion.
"Remember Iceland, we still have an unfinished little home there, let's go there this year and make it what you want."
"By the way, how about having uncles and aunts come to the Burrow for Christmas break? I think uncles and aunts will like Christmas in the wizarding world, right?"
"Okay."
Hermione nodded slightly, "But where did you go? Bellatrix, what did she do then?"
"I went to Shyvana, the Dragon Isle, a self-exiled island full of careerists."
Ron looked at the falling snow outside the window and slowly talked about Dragon Island. Amidst his ramblings, Hermione fell asleep again sweetly. After waiting all night, she finally had a moment of peace of mind.
The Hogwarts Express, which started a day late, blew its whistle at Hogsmeade Station to urge the little wizards to board the train home. The chattering little wizards were enthusiastically discussing what they saw yesterday and the Daily Prophet. report.
The castle is getting farther and farther away from them, but their home is getting closer.
(End of this chapter)