young man returning home

The dazzling sunlight passes through the overlapping branches and leaves, casting different spots of light in the gloomy crevices.Hermione struggled to open her eyes, her heavy breathing accompanied by the fishy sweetness welling up in her throat made her feel nauseous.The dead leaves under her body had already been soaked in blood, turning into an unsightly lump like a boil. Her consciousness gradually came to life. The strong Gryffindor forced himself to search through the dull, numb memory, but he couldn't remember what it was. What happened.The smell of blood was overwhelming with the eerie wind, and she began to retch heavily.

In the depths of the Forbidden Forest, birds and beasts neighed.

She will never forget the scene in front of her. Through the dense tree branches, a cruel killing was quietly staged.Hermione clutched her chest in pain, trying her best not to make a sound!

The Gryffindor girl never imagined that her story had already died in this dark Forbidden Forest.After that, in the pale memories of the years, the beginning of the overlapping fate was pieced together mottledly, which is the real beginning of her story.

It was a figure she was familiar with.She almost cried out in surprise!

Reason easily overcomes timidity.Of course she wants to live!Hermione tried to move her body, but she almost passed out from the excruciating pain.She is bleeding all over her body!The smartest girl in Hogwarts tried to calm herself, the little witch closed her eyes and began to think about ways to escape.

Her consciousness finally started to work.This is the Forbidden Forest!In first year, the trio violated the curfew, and she, Harry, Ron, and Malfoy were fined to help Hagrid go deep in the Forbidden Forest to find the wounded unicorn.Hagrid said that the blood of a unicorn can bring the dead back to life, but killing a unicorn is a great sin, because it hurts a pure and innocent life!Oh Merlin!Hermione screamed in her heart, what kind of situation she was in now!

Fortunately, she found that her wand was not far away, half covered by blood-stained dead leaves.Granger smiled, the wand that had followed her for many years was still intact!Then, no matter how bad things are, the wise witch may find a way.

"The magic... the magic wand is flying!" The words were as thin as mosquitoes and flies.Only then did Hermione realize that she was too weak to use any strength.She decided to climb over!Gryffindor has always had the courage to never give up.

The leaves rustled.Hermione fell to the ground in pain!The dead branches and fallen leaves made a dull sound when they were hit by a heavy object that fell suddenly. Hermione brushed a lock of curly hair that was hanging down, covered the wound with one hand, and said to herself: "Very good, Granger, start from the beginning..."

Her breathing became short of breath, her eyes gradually blurred, and her head became more and more dizzy.

It finally startled him.

Hermione felt the rustling of the leaves under her feet, and a strong anxiety suddenly came to her heart.She struggled to open her eyes, and in the blurred light and shadow, the familiar platinum-blonde hair was extraordinarily ostentatious.The same pale pointed face, the same pair of beautiful eyes as deep as a lake, but now they were shining brightly like stars, Hermione certainly didn't know why Malfoy was strange today.Killing and hurting do not bring happiness.She clutched her chest and coughed lowly, the slight trembling caused a heart-piercing pain. For a Gryffindor, losing courage is a shame, but at this moment, Hermione couldn't muster up the courage to speak extravagantly. Go delusional, and you can walk out of the Forbidden Forest alive.

The Slytherin boy squatted down and reached out to Hermione's face.There was no expression on his pale face.

"I... am I being attacked by a dementor?" Hermione was taken aback by her weak voice!

"No." The boy replied.

"No, no, the dementors must have attacked me..." the Gryffindor girl panicked, "I feel like all my happiness has been sucked away... It's like, it's like... I won't be happy anymore..." That was the first and only time that Hermione saw panic in the eyes of a cunning Slytherin, and it was just a flash of panic, but it completely wiped out the boy's usual indifference rout. "Malfoy, why are you? Why are you here?" she asked.

Draco was stunned, and the light of the stars in his beautiful light gray eyes instantly dimmed, replaced by overwhelming despair, as tragic as a desert-like boundless despair.Hermione was surprised to find that the hand he extended to her was trembling slightly.Malfoy pulled out an ugly and miserable smile from the corner of his dry mouth: "You... what did you say?"

Hermione suddenly felt sad.It was the first time she saw the proud Slytherin showing such strong despair in front of Gryffindor, it seemed that at that moment, Slytherin lost the whole world of life, and the wound was like a festering boil Covering ground □ before the enemy.She did not speak again.

Malfoy's slightly trembling pale palm waved cautiously in front of her, and he lowered his voice tentatively: "G... Granger?" Viscous silver-white liquid dripped drop by drop from Malfoy's noble platinum hair.

That's unicorn blood.

Hermione's courage came from somewhere, she grabbed Malfoy's elegant wizard robes with difficulty, and looked at him almost beggingly: "Draco, take me away."

The young man's complicated eyes wandered back and forth on her body, Hermione was too weak to say a word, she just felt that she was about to be stared into a hole by him.He finally broke her bloodstained hand cruelly and forcefully, and Slytherin stood up staggeringly, and gave her a last stern look.Finally, he bit out each word fiercely: "Granger, I curse you." The young man's pale pointed face became thinner under the thin sunlight, and a desperate sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.Malfoy's world is falling apart.

Granger, I curse you.

Malfoy staggered and turned away, without a trace of nostalgia.In the gaps between the dense leaves, pale sunlight seeped in, and in the depths of the forbidden forest, birds were singing endlessly.

Hermione was exhausted and felt like she was sinking into a nightmare from which she would never wake up again.

"It's not a dream! It's not a dream! Hermione, be brave!" Harry's familiar voice hit her swollen head violently, and Hermione rubbed her forehead with a headache.The moment he opened his eyes, the dazzling sunlight hit him.

fine.She is still alive.Thanks Merlin!It was just a dream.

Hermione moved her hands and feet, but there was no trace of pain. "What's the matter with you? Harry?" Hermione was surprised to find that she was lying on the white bed in the school infirmary at this time, and Harry and Ron looked at her like animals. "Damn it! At this moment! You should be with Lavender, Mr. Weasley!" Hermione roughly grabbed the pillow from behind and threw it at Ron who was beside her. Facts proved that she was still active.

"Harry! She doesn't look like she fainted at all!" Ron caught the pillow, scratched his messy red hair, and looked at Harry with aggrieved expression.

"Miss Granger is in good health! You can get out of here!" Madam Pomfrey gasped for breath, "Children, don't make a fuss, it's just a nightmare! It's terrible, Miss Granger wants to come to my place every month How many times have you come here?" Madam Pomfrey put down the potion, and stopped beside Hermione's bed, "At such a special moment, wizards are attacked by Death Eaters every day, and St. Mungo's is full of people! Uneasy kid You are still messing with me!" She quickly drove Hermione out of bed, and handed her two bottles of potions: "This is a tranquilizer, dear Miss Granger, I hope I won't see you again!"

"Who carried me to the infirmary? Added trouble to Madam Pomfrey!" Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, "It was just a nightmare."

"No one has nightmares and faints every day, how many times this month?" Ron rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction, "Miss Granger, you are not light..."

Hermione took out her wand, just about to have an attack, but Harry blocked her face: "Hermione, this is not a dream, no."

He has a pair of green eyes different from Malfoy, this pair of beautiful eyes inherited from his mother - Lily Evans, a Muggle witch who died under Voldemort's Avada Kedavra 16 years ago.At this moment, these eyes are full of doubts and curiosity, and they are staring at Hermione: "This is not a dream! Be sober! Tell us, what happened in the Forbidden Forest that day? Hermione?"

"Enough!" Ron pulled Harry away. "Don't push her! In fact, she can't remember anything!"

Hermione closed her eyes in pain.She can remember, of course she remembers everything!However, she will never forget those light gray eyes full of despair, the noble Slytherin boy who lowered his head in front of her... Even though, when he decided to leave, he said to her viciously: "Granger, I Curse you."

She can't say anything.

Hermione suddenly shuddered!She tore off the hospital gown in a panic, grabbed the wand and ran out!The sun shone on her brown hair, which fluctuated violently with her body, creating sections of beautiful waves.

"Hermione! Where are you going? The world is not peaceful!" Ron shouted anxiously behind him.

"Go to the library! There's something I have to figure out!" Miss Passionate didn't even look back.