Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

Hermione could see clearly that the man standing next to the old man, oh no, boy, was clearly the boy who had taken away her heart.

She no longer cared whether the name of the old man in her mind was a little disrespectful to Dumbledore.

Tears suddenly blurred her vision.

"Bang." The wooden door slammed against the wall, followed by a banging sound.

Mr. Granger, who was worried about his daughter's condition in the living room and took time off from work to go to the clinic, was surprised to see his daughter in her pajamas coming downstairs and rushing out the door.

"Hermione? What happened? Where are you going?"

Mr. Granger's words passed by like a gust of wind, and Hermione did not stop. Her eyes were now filled with the boy who was walking towards here.

She was so scared, her fear was just her own illusion.

Soul had just walked less than ten feet away from the door of his home, when the door of Granger's house next door suddenly opened, and a girl wearing a floral nightgown and uncombed hair ran out in slippers.

Four eyes facing each other.

It is midsummer, but the sunshine this morning is not very warm. White clouds are floating above people's heads, and the breeze is blowing. It is a rare morning that is cool and not too hot.

In the soft sunlight, Soul saw tears flashing in the corners of Hermione's eyes.

He also saw her standing a few meters away from him in disbelief, as well as her cheeks that had become much thinner in a short period of time.

A feeling of guilt came over him. He shouldn't have made the good girl so worried.

Soul opened his hands and raised a smile on his lips.

Surprise burst into Hermione's eyes, and she screamed, taking small steps, and jumped up when she was still one meter away from Soul.

With a sinking feeling in his arms, Soul hurriedly caught Hermione, holding her soft parts through the thin nightgown.

Hermione threw herself into Soul's arms, buried her head in Soul's neck, and breathed greedily.

Soul felt Hermione's legs clamping tightly around him, the strength coming from her slender arms, and the feeling of moisture in the hollow of her neck, with tears soaking the clothes around her neck.

"I'm sorry, Hermione, for worrying you."

he whispered in her ear.

Hermione shook her head vigorously and sobbed a few times, then raised her head and looked at the cheek so close to her with blurred eyes. This was a scene she had experienced many times in her dreams during this period of time.

She reached out her hand and gently touched Soul's cheek.

Is this really not a dream?

Su Er wanted to say something more, but the next moment, the cold and sweet softness blocked his lips.

A flash of emotion flashed in Dumbledore's eyes, and he took a few steps back, his eyes blurred for a moment, and an aunt's smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

At the door of Granger's house, Mr. Granger, who had no time to put down the newspaper in his hand, ran out in a hurry, followed closely by Mrs. Granger.

Of course, the Ellison family is next door to the Granger family. When it comes to sadness, they are no less sad than Hermione. After Mrs. Ellison returns home, the most common thing she does is to stare at Soul's photo. , weeping secretly, Mr. Ellison also temporarily put down the company. He is a man. Even if he is sad, he has to show strength. During this time, he became both a father and a mother, wearing an apron and taking charge of the housework.

At the same time, I maintained hope in my heart.

Mr. Ellison, who was waiting for the omelets to be cooked, heard the noise outside, looked around, and then hurriedly put down the spatula, turned off the stove, and hurried outside without taking off his apron.

"Hurry, Sur is back."

"Crack, click." Mrs. Ellison let go of her hand, the picture frame fell to the ground, and the glass shattered on the sharp corner of the table, making a crisp sound.

She did not choose to pick up the picture frame glass that had been broken into pieces. Under the cracks, Suer held Angel's hand and smiled happily.

Mrs. Ellison stood up hurriedly and followed Mr. Ellison outside the house.

As soon as they walked to the door, the Ellisons saw a beautiful couple kissing not far from Granger's house. Mrs. Ellison raised her hand to cover her mouth, and the corners of her eyes lit up.

Mr. Ellison and Mr. Granger, who were each accompanying their wives, looked at each other and both showed a relieved smile.

Hermione hadn't expressed enough of her surging feelings, but Soul had noticed the parents of the two families walking out of the door. Oh, don't forget, there was an old bee happily eating melons next to him.

He responded to Hermione's enthusiasm, supporting Hermione with one hand on the other hand, and stroking Hermione's fluffy and soft waist-length hair with the other hand to soothe her excited mood.

Having said that, after kissing Hermione so many times, she has never learned what a French wet kiss is...

Time passed slowly, feeling the warm and real touch, Hermione finally calmed down a little. She moved back, the lingering affection in her eyes was like a thread, and her face was slightly red from the long kiss.

She was afraid she was dreaming, but it felt too real.

"Are you really back?"

Feeling Hermione's soft and slightly cold hands on her face, Sur raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and pressed Hermione's hand sideways.

"Yes, I'm back." He said softly.

"That's great, it turns out it wasn't a dream?" Hermione also smiled, with tears on her face.

"Of course it's not a dream, I'm really back." Suer let go and took the initiative to reach out and touch Hermione's face, kissing away the teardrop hanging on the corner of her eye.

"Come down, Professor Dumbledore brought me back. It would be impolite to let him wait by the side."

Hermione turned her head blankly and saw Dumbledore, whose eyes and mouth were smiling, as well as her parents and Soul's parents who had walked out of the door at some point and stood together.

"Yeah!" Hermione couldn't help but exclaimed, and buried her head into Soul's neck again. The white skin exposed between the brown hair was stained with a layer of red pink.

Two slender calves were clamped tightly around Sur's waist.

Hermione had no intention of coming down, so Soul had no choice but to hug Hermione's legs again and show an embarrassed smile to the four parents who were looking at him.

It was Mrs. Ellison who stepped forward first. She looked at Suer with tearful eyes and glanced at him up and down several times, as if to confirm whether this was her precious son.

She wanted to hug Suer, but because her daughter-in-law had occupied her son, she had to give up.

Mr. Ellison did the same. He looked at Su Er several times and breathed a sigh of relief. A warm smile appeared on his face that had not smiled for a long time.

"Just come back..."

ps: There is another update, um, it will be a little late. I have to go out for a trip, so let’s take a look at the first update~