HP Hermione's Phoenix

In the terminal room, the big screen kept changing, and the little yellow chicken jumped up and down, but the air was terribly silent.

Tom walked in unknowingly. He didn't know when he had tied his tie again, wiped off his nosebleed, and his black robe was laid leisurely behind his shoulders. this air.

Roast Chicken blinked, watching him walk up to Hermione, kneel down on one knee, and stare at her innocently——

"Hermione, Hermione..." he said with a smile on his face, "I heard you said that if I still have you in my heart, I would come back."

Hermione stared in the other direction silently, not wanting to speak to him at all.

"Hermione, if you want me to come back, I will come back..."

……

"Hermione..." He looked at her with a smile, "You're moved, aren't you? You're still moved—ah, your pupils are dilated!"

Snapped.

She raised her hand and slammed the table violently, shaking all the tea sets, and suppressed her anger: "Go out."

Tom blinked deeply, then suddenly changed his expression, and looked at her sadly: "Don't be angry... I just rushed back from a dangerous place 100 million meters away to meet you..."

"Shut up!" Hermione was so angry that her eyes were almost on fire, "Who told you to do such a thing!"

"I'm all for you—"

"You have to limit your nonsense!" Hermione shouted violently.

There is silence in the room, only the screen keeps changing.The background light of the website dappled his face, and his expression looked very serious.

Hermione suddenly felt powerless from the bottom of her heart.She turned her eyes wearily, leaned back on the armchair, and said slowly: "Forget it...you don't know what's good or bad, and you won't listen to me. You don't know how dangerous that place is, and I can't even go there at the moment, you You didn't get blown to death by the magic storm... Oh, forget it. You don't cherish this life at all, even if you are not lucky today, you will always have to-forget it in the future. I will pretend that I never planted you, Replenish the soul bit by bit... I'll just pretend that I never knew you. You can go. I don't care about you anymore."

As she said this, she couldn't help closing her eyes, and felt a heavy sadness welling up from the bottom of her heart.All kinds of fragments of the past mixed with love and hate in this life rolled across the Lingtai, she spoke every word, as if every word drained her strength...

However, her hand was gently pulled.Opening her eyes slightly, Hermione looked at Tom wearily, seeing him silent, clasping her own with both hands, squatting there, rubbing her face like a small animal.

The lotus-colored skin has a delicate coolness and lotus fragrance, making the back of the hand crisp and slippery when rubbed against it.With a pain in her heart, she withdrew her hand and turned her head: "Let's go."

He completely ignored her words and continued to stare at her with those watery eyes.

"Hermione..." he said in a low voice, "don't be so absolute... When you say these words, you look to the right. Looking to the left means memories, and people's eyes looking to the right means they are lying. In your heart Obviously not thinking so..."

Hermione smiled instead of anger.This sentence is too incomprehensible to read the air and is too irritating, as if the high-intelligence Rowena No. [-] who can irritate people by speaking is standing in front of her——

She sneered deeply, and clenched her palms tightly: "Okay...you are fine. You are capable, you have read a lot, and now you are more capable than before, and you don't need me to care—"

Tom grabbed her hands again sharply, looked at her without blinking, and said coaxingly, "Don't be angry... I'm sure of myself... I won't just Dead... I just wanted to win..."

"Huh?" Hermione was furious—she took a deep breath again and forced herself to say calmly, "Why did you have to make a fuss today? If it wasn't for you—"

"Isn't it all because of you!" He looked at her and said excitedly.

"--Snapped!"

She withdrew her hand and looked at him with sharp eyes.

I endured it again and again, and finally I couldn't bear it——

"I never wanted you to make trouble and seek death." She stared at him coldly, "Are you for me? No—men make trouble, since ancient times, they like to use women as an excuse. Winning is a man's own glory. Losing It's all the woman's fault - I stopped you! You didn't listen at all, disregarded my wishes, you dare to say that you are for me?!—"

When she said this, she suddenly felt a sweetness in her throat—just now she was extremely angry under the extreme sadness, and the drastic change of emotions finally made her true energy boil, and a mouthful of blood almost spurted out——

She didn't want to show this in front of him, so she clutched her chest, closed her eyes and quickly swallowed the blood.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw the black-haired boy gently covering his cheek, looking at her strangely with deep eyes.

She suddenly felt that something was wrong, as if the heat in the air had risen by a layer——

Suddenly, he lowered his hand and kissed her in a daze.

This kiss almost forgot the darkness of heaven and earth, he hugged her waist tightly, she couldn't help but wrap his arms around his neck, the little yellow chicken chirped twice, but no one answered—this lingering moment lasted It grows so long, until all the breath is exhausted, her mind is not blank, but feels too full, as if it is too full with the lips that are closely connected, nostalgic, reluctant, sad, hating, understanding, warm. Madness, longing, despair, rebirth... As if kissing is not enough, hugging can reach the end of the world.

When they parted, he panted deeply and pressed against her forehead, rubbing against her obsessively.She also felt weak all over, her lips were red and swollen, she was obviously full of hatred and anger in her heart, but her body was clamoring, resting on his shoulders and refused to leave...

After quieting down, he hugged her persistently again and said, "You did it on purpose."

Hermione's brain exploded: "What?"

"You did it on purpose." The dark eyes were so close together, and the cold lotus fragrance seemed to emit some kind of hormone rapidly, and he asked with determination but out of control: "Do you want to do it?"

Hermione said angrily, "Get out!"

"You clearly know—" He looked at her aggrievedly, and said in a low voice, "You deliberately slapped me...you know I'd be excited..."

"You!" Hermione stared at him, desperately wanting to slap him again - but she clenched her fist and held back...

"Okay, don't be angry..." He looked at her droopingly, his eyes became bright: "I'm really here for you...you have to believe me...I'm here to help you get rid of that big man... "

Hermione turned her head with a sneer, closed her eyes again, and adjusted her breath for a week——

"Because I know you are because of me..." He continued in a low voice.

"Huh? What did you say?" She opened her eyes.

"It's because of me that you agreed to that big man's invitation..." He raised his head, looked at her with wet eyes again, and said, "You clearly know that I want to be with you...but you have conflicts in your heart... You are thinking about someone else... In order to avoid me, you agreed to his invitation... But after that he pestered you again, you must not have the heart to refuse him, he is a good man... so I can only come ..."

He made it clear that everything was on her mind—but Hermione couldn't help shaking her head and sneering after thinking about it, "Didn't you just say that you were in a bad mood and wanted to fight? It's just that you can fight if you're in a bad mood." Take your own life like this—"

"But that's the reason why I'm in a bad mood!" He suddenly stood up and yelled out unprecedentedly.

Hermione looked up at him, and the long-legged boy was so graceful, staring straight at her—but it was this scene, which seemed to make people think that when he was really 16, he felt more like a child instead of seeing him for five years. Ten thousand books, like Rowena's second demon king.Hermione suddenly realized...

She looked at him deeply: "Why are you in a bad mood?—"

But as soon as the words fell, she suddenly turned her head and glanced at the roast chicken—the little yellow chicken jumped away guiltily, and at that moment she suddenly understood everything.

"You..." Knowing everything, she suddenly felt her eyelids twitch.

"You know—" he stared at her resolutely, "you know I'm in a bad mood because of you!"

Hermione had nothing to say, and sighed heavily and tiredly...

He knelt down on one knee again, stretched out his hand to cup her cheek, leaned towards her very lightly, and kissed her slowly—this was another kiss today, just as intoxicating, as if spinning a few times on the dance floor A hundred laps, and finally fell obsessively drunk in the infinite love of rolling and floating life...

"Stop thinking about others." He kissed her softly and said, "Please only think about me from now on."

"Hmm..." she murmured softly.

"I will do everything I can to make you only think about me..." He embraced her, and said frantically as if forgetting everything else: "Including going straight to more than 100 million meters to snatch the gold from the thundercloud storm Snitch, jump down alone again... I've proved it..."

"Hmm..." She lay back on the armchair in a daze, the fascination of yesterday seemed to reappear again, he kissed her slender neck straight down to her chest——

"I know you saw my heart beat today, I know..." he repeated, "so you owe me something..."

Her heartbeat was beating like a drum, and she took a deep breath until the end, and slowly pushed him away, her face had returned to calm: "This matter is not included."

"Hmm..." Tom blinked, held his chin, and said thoughtfully, "You promised. Anyway, you owe me something."

Hermione lowered her eyes and said softly, "I don't deny it. Tell me."

Tom grinned: "It's enough to make your heart beat today... very good, very good, I knew you wouldn't deny it..."

After several ups and downs today, Hermione was still in a bad mood, and said impatiently, "What do you want to do? Don't dawdle."

However, the black-haired boy looked at her brightly, shook his head and said: "No... I won't say it now. I won't say it today... This is a condition. You owe me something, and I will remember it... What exactly is it, I will tell you later."

Hermione stood up, glanced at him expressionlessly, and said calmly, "Then, you have to promise me one thing."

Tom understood instantly.He immediately stood up, raised his hands and said, "Okay—I promise, I promise everything you said... I will never make trouble with anyone for no reason, I won't make fun of my own life, and I won't be in danger casually, Let you worry—I was planted by you, and my life is not in my hands, you know...I will promise anything. Don't say unkind words anymore. Alright...I'll go back and soak in the water first. "

He turned his head quickly, raised his legs and stepped into the rumbling and convenient passage of the castle.

All the way down into the secret room, in the darkness, no one saw him, his expression fell into silence again...

Tom remembered that just half an hour ago, amidst the heat waves of the crowd, he watched Hermione strode away, but Krum came from behind with a muffled sound.

The crowd looked at this star who was obviously a genius but lost the competition, with different expressions - but Krum ignored him completely, he hesitated, shocked, unbelievable but looked at him as if he was looking at a ghost, his voice hoarse:

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

This was the first thing he said when he got off the broom.

After running a million meters, the Firebolt fell apart on the spot——

The game was lost, the broom broke, the girl ran away, everything was over, but he asked this question unwillingly and in fear...

However, Tom himself just held the corner of his nose and laughed.

"Afraid? Why are you afraid?" He looked up at the 99-fold high sky under the tree, as if he was looking at those grand fates, and he seemed to be stopping the bleeding from his nose; he said mockingly: "How could I die so easily? The ball lightning exploded What is it? My life is much more evil than the darkest magic storm a million meters away..."