Reversal Incidents Team

Malfoy didn't know what he was looking for. After he struggled with Hermione's breath for a while, he held her head and stared at it for a while. Hermione looked at him with wet eyes, as if there was a question about to come out. .

She suddenly brought her face closer, quickly kissed his eyes and mouth with her open smiling lips, and pushed him away.

"Why did you stop?" Hermione asked.

Malfoy didn't know what his expression was now, he could hear the heartbeat that was about to come out in his ears.He licked his lower lip and said. "I don't know if this is what you want, it's late."

"You unbuttoned my shirt and we're lying in a beautiful place," said Hermione, lying on the grass behind her. "I want to do what you want to do now."

There are all kinds of miracles in the wizarding world, and sometimes it will be so wonderful that it will challenge your limits.

Malfoy didn't want to admit it, but for days, his dreams told him that this was what he wanted.

His face was pale, his jaw trembled, and Hermione's head, which had always been proudly held high, was now shyly lifted and buried on his shoulder.He supported her waist, and with the other hand, he tried his best to reach the scattered clothes on the ground.

She lay on top of him, trembling uncontrollably, and Malfoy pulled Hermione's skirt over her waist, begging her in a low voice to calm down.Finally, she managed to control herself, stood up and said she was going back to her room to sleep.

She lowered her head, took a step, and stretched out her hand from under the coat again, "Are you coming too?"

Malfoy grabbed the hand and followed her slowly away from the lake.The grass was softer than the luxurious carpet of Malfoy Manor. Just before passing through the small door, Malfoy turned his wand gently, and magical flowers of various colors bloomed on the ground.

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When Hermione woke up the next morning, she saw Malfoy fully dressed, sitting by her bed with a blue flower.

She smiled, took her hand out of the quilt, and found the hand he had put aside. "I didn't know you hadn't left yet."

"I want to see you before work." Malfoy looked at her hotly.

Hermione sat up in bed, smiling. "Wow, see if this is Master Malfoy talking."

"Call me Draco." Malfoy looked at her tenderly.

Hermione couldn't help blushing.She took the dressing gown by the bed and put it on her body, took the little flower from Malfoy's hand, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it, then smiled at him, "Thank you, Draco." out the bathroom.

When she tidied her hair and went to the wardrobe in the bedroom to pick out clothes, Hermione was surprised to find Malfoy still sitting by the bed.

She decided to temporarily ignore this "uninvited guest" who did not change in the room. , she went around to the other side of the bed and took out a pair of stockings from the drawer of the nightstand.There was a chair by the window, and Hermione sat on the side, grabbed a sock with one hand, reached in with the other to poke it into a cylinder, then bent down to put the sock on, and then lifted it up her thigh.She bent to the other side again, buttoning the sock over the garter.

Finally, Hermione pulled out the wand under the pillow, tapped lightly on the closet, and a light blue skirt floated out. She stood up and turned her back to Malfoy, took off her dressing gown, and put the skirt on over her head .The metal zipper at the waist was icy, and Hermione pressed it lightly for a while before freeing her hand to take her hair out of the neckline.

She turned her head and looked straight into Malfoy's gray-blue eyes.

For a few seconds, Hermione thought she saw an emotion in Malfoy's eyes that she hadn't expected.But soon, she smiled and invited Malfoy into the kitchen for some milk and bread.

At the dinner table Hermione answered Malfoy's question about why she didn't use magic to cook. "I think we should avoid using magic as much as possible, which is conducive to mutual understanding between wizards and Muggles."

"That's a good point of view." Malfoy drank a glass of retail milk sold in Muggle supermarkets and nodded in agreement.

Hermione refills his glass and tells him to eat some sandwiches. "Drink milk on an empty stomach, you'll spit it out after Apparating. Mal... Draco."

"Thanks, Hermione." Malfoy raised his eyebrows as usual.

Hermione was surprised that her name came out so naturally, even though Malfoy called Hermione countless times last night, he was still surprised.

She ate the last corner of the sandwich on the plate, glanced disapprovingly at the half of the food left by Malfoy, waved her wand, and put the cup and dishes into the sink.

"Why don't we use the Floo Network to go to the Ministry of Magic?" Malfoy asked again before heading out.

Hermione glanced at him. "I don't want to be asked why Draco Malfoy spent the night in my apartment on my first day back in the Enforcement Division because the Floo Network keeps records."

"Then I guess I'll be Miss Hermione Granger's secret lover for a while." Malfoy laughed.

said Hermione, blushing at the word "lover". "Shut up." Grabbing Malfoy's arm, he Apparated outside the apartment door.

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On her third day back in the Law Enforcement Division, Hermione was acutely aware that she had been excluded from her new assignment.Unlike in the incident reversal team, Hermione knocked on the director's office 10 minutes after discovering the situation.Mr. Weasley, who was buried in a pile of papers, stood up abruptly when he saw Hermione coming in, and stretched out his arms to hug her, but accidentally knocked over the top pile of papers.

Hermione quickly tidied the papers aside, and gave Arthur Weasley a hug under his admiring gaze.After taking a seat, I asked, "Mr. Weasley, I don't mean any disrespect to you. May I ask you, why am I not assigned to the latest job?"

Arthur Weasley stammered across the table. "It's like this... Hermione, Diggle told me something."

"Excuse me, what exactly will affect my work?" Hermione continued to ask.

Arthur Weasley said. "Digger had investigated Draco Malfoy when he was in charge of the vicious duel at King's Cross Station before, um...he told me privately that the reason why the special investigation team gave up the investigation of Malfoy was because one of the A wizard spying on Malfoy found out you were dating him."

Hermione stood up suddenly.

Arthur Weasley said hastily. "I know it's not true, but news has spread in the department that the minister has asked us to do our best to repeal the old laws that favored pure-bloods. Some wizards in the department think that at this time you may be killed because of your relationship with Malfoy. And hold back, so we didn't give you a job. While I have every confidence in your ability to handle it, the Minister is directly in charge of the job and I've handed in my report and I hope he'll come forward and reinstate you."

"Thank you, Mr. Weasley." Hermione took a breath and sat down stiffly.

Arthur Weasley said with a smile. "Hermione, I mean, the Malfoys haven't been very friendly with you, Ron, and Harry, and Merlin knows how they spread such gossip."

"Yeah." Hermione knew that this was not the right time to reveal to Mr. Weasley the fact that she and Malfoy were indeed dating, and she quickly organized the words in her mind, "During Malfoy's investigation, we did have Going out to lunch, but only because it's co-workers. Must be misunderstood. Plus, even if I'm dating Malfoy, I promise to do my job completely impartially. Abolish old perverted laws and make fair and just ones New law, it's my job. I'm sure you and the minister know I can do it perfectly."

"Of course!"

Hermione touched the magic flower in her hair, and lowered her head unnaturally, ashamed of telling only part of the truth to Mr. Weasley.