Why should I inadvertently break through so many secrets?

First Harry said to Hermione: "I love you."

Then Hermione said to Harry, "I beg you."

If... if...

I can't help but miss the joy of ignorance, but I can't act like Ginny, pretending nothing happened, and destroying Harry and Hermione's happiness.

Perfection, not because of a big belly.

Fulfillment, just because I don't want hate to replace love and blacken the blue sky above my head.

Choosing to break up with Hermione was the hardest decision I've ever made in my life.

"let's break up!"

What I let go is not only Hermione's freedom, but also my smile, but I don't regret it, I just feel sorry, if it wasn't for me, if it wasn't for my unreasonable request, Hermione and Harry wouldn't have to leave, don't have to live in seclusion...

Ginny threatens Harry and Hermione by threatening to break up with non-disclosure.

And why didn't I threaten Harry and Hermione—my best buddy and the girl I love most—on the condition that I don't hurt Ginny.

"We all miss you."

In a recent letter, Hermione wrote in beautiful handwriting, "Right now, Harry and I are focusing on perfecting the potion of Wolfsbane, hoping to benefit all those unfortunate werewolves. Harry's enthusiasm for research is really impressive." I was so taken aback, it was almost like I was possessed."

Hermione's joking tone made my heart full of strong thoughts.

I miss you too.

But writing a reply letter with a pen is so difficult for me right now.

Ginny is pregnant.

The rest of the family didn't know the news yet.

At first, she insisted that Harry was the father, but after realizing that I was still in touch with Harry and Hermione, she finally gave up lying and admitted that she didn't even know who the father was, and that she didn't even know who the father was. It is not known whether the child's father is a wizard or a Muggle.

It's ridiculous.

If my mother knew about this, I couldn't even imagine what a terrible scene it would be.

Although I am very angry at Ginny's lack of self-respect, she is my own sister after all, and it is my duty as a brother to help her.

"You must get married," I told her.

Ginny looked at me, very similar to Hermione, brown eyes full of exasperating paranoia: "Unless Harry is the groom, I will never marry."

"Okay!" My pent-up anger finally broke out, "Being an unwed mother, we will all be proud of you!"

"I can kill the kid."

I was completely stunned by Ginny's words: "Are you planning to learn Muggles? Are you actually planning to learn Muggles?"

"What's wrong?" Ginny laughed wildly, "Or do you want Harry to have an extra child that has nothing to do with him."

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