Harriet Potter

Chapter 34

I knew it would be a Hogwarts legend as soon as I broke Cho's arm and grabbed the Snitch. The match lasted more than four hours, and the final score was [-] to [-], Gryffindor won.

Ginny and Katie flew at me, knocking the air out of my lungs in tandem.Then the Gryffindor team huddled together in mid-air, and I was in the middle, laughing and trying to move my arms, touching each of them, feeling the tears that I don't know who belonged to my face and neck .We just hugged and descended like I did when I won the Quidditch Gold Cup for the first time on this team in my third year.

The scarlet crowd supporting us had already broken through the fence, and as soon as we fell to a height that could be touched, countless hands fell on us like raindrops.We were surrounded by noise and bodies, and then all the players were lifted onto people's shoulders.For a moment I worried about the missing fire, but the heavy Quidditch cup seemed to come between the garlands and the Gryffindor banner, and I grabbed it and held it high, feeling dizzy Dazzling, the world spins around.Before I fell down, I stuffed the golden cup into Ron's arms, and several hands threw me up and caught me. I struggled and couldn't get up. I was pushed back to the castle by the surging crowd, and all the sounds I made were drowned out Amidst the frenzy of screaming, those hands were still flapping, waving, and tearing off the corners of my robes in memory, and no one noticed anything unusual.

Then I realized that Ginny and Hermione almost snatched me from the crowd. They carried me up the steps leading to the dormitory, with that huge smile still on my face. My skin hurts.I was laid down on a soft four-poster bed above crimson draperies that looked like blood.Ginny stuffed a pillow under my head and Hermione fed some sort of liquid into my mouth.I blinked and felt my vision clear, so I got up and drank what was left in Hermione's hand.

"How are you feeling, Harry?" Ginny asked.

"It's okay, maybe something to eat." I said, suddenly realizing how hungry I was.

"You need to rest first," said Hermione, looking concerned. "Where were you last night?"

"Uh," I brushed the hair around my face, "where's Ron?"

"He's blocking you down there," Ginny said. "I know about your Occlumency class. Hermione and Ron asked me, Neville, Luna and Fisher for help. We asked You stayed overnight. We also went to Snape's, and he said you left early, and deducted [-] points from each of us, almost putting us all in detention."

"How did you find them?" I asked in amazement. This team spanned three colleges.

"It's this." Ginny took out a piece of Galleon, which I recognized was used when DA contacted last year, "As far as I know Luna has been carrying it, we need manpower, I will use it to notify Luna to the hall Assemble, I didn't expect Neville and Fisher to come. We searched the castle in two groups, but we didn't find you. Then we went to the Room of Requirement, and the room couldn't be opened. We thought you might be using it. Back to the tower. Almost locked out by the fat lady."

"Oh," I said, "I was in the Room of Requirement. Last night... Snape gave me a hard time in class, and I guess I left a little unconscious... and slept in there afterwards. At night, I almost overslept."

"But you've got cuts all over your hands," said Hermione suspiciously.

I looked down at my bruised and bruised knuckles, belatedly aware that I might have split a toenail or two, too, on Snape's office door. "Uh, I don't seem to remember much about what happened. I said I wasn't very sober when I left."

"Snape must be playing tricks on purpose to prevent Gryffindor from taking the Quidditch Cup." Ginny said angrily, "You have to tell Dumbledore about it! Or McGonagall, that's enough for him of."

I shake my head. "That's the end of the Occlumency class anyway."

"You mean you won't have to go to class anymore?" Hermione asked.

"Yes, Snape thinks I'm qualified." I said wearily, clutching the sheet next to me.

I fell asleep right after Hermione and Ginny left and woke up with honey pie, chicken sandwiches and milk on the bed.The fire is leaning against the wall.The dormitory was still empty except for me, and bursts of jubilant noise came from the common room below.There was a part of me that was excited to join them, and the rest of me was empty and cold, just trying to get away from the whole world.I stared at the indifferent blue sky outside the window for a while, and then started to eat. I was really hungry, as if I hadn't eaten in my whole life.

"Harry?" Hermione opened the bedroom door. Her hair was disheveled like a bush, with a wreath hanging crookedly on it. "Uh, you ate them all?"

I swallowed the last sip of milk and held back a retching, "What's wrong?"

"Alvin's in the portrait hole." Hermione looked at me carefully. "He wanted to make sure you were okay and leave, but I thought you might want to, um, say something to him."

I opened my mouth, "Well, I want to."

I rolled over and got out of bed, the weight of my overfed stomach hindering my movement.I staggered down the steps, ignoring the hand outstretched towards me and walking out of the portrait hole. Ron was beside me helping me stop the crowd from pushing me, and I also ignored him.

Alvin was waiting outside the portrait cave, seemingly a little surprised by my appearance, and I heard a small voice of surprise coming from a certain corner.

"Hi, Harriet," Alvin said with a smile, "Congratulations to Gryffindor for winning the Quidditch Cup. You did a great job."

I smiled at him, walked up to him, pulled him down, and kissed him.One heartbeat, two beats, and Alvin didn't respond to me. For a moment, I fell into an ice cave, thinking that I misunderstood the signal conveyed by his eyes, but then a pair of strong arms wrapped around me, and my feet left to the ground, clinging to his body like a drowning man to driftwood.It was hotter than I expected, and the smell of honey and milk mingled between our lips and teeth.We had to breathe apart, and Alvin's eyes were warm and passionate, looking at me like there was nothing else in the world to care about, and for a split second everything finally seemed to be right again.

"Sorry," I stop another retching, "not for you. I seemed to be a little too full just now."

"I tasted it," said Alvin solemnly.

We looked at each other and laughed, the voices in the corner no longer concealing their presence, but Alvin and I didn't mind it at all.

"Want to go for a walk together?" Alvin suggested.

I took his arm and made an inviting gesture to the corridor next to him. We will probably take a long walk in the campus, and we can talk about the ball game if we have time.

Word had spread throughout the school before dinner, and the news that Alvin and I were dating aroused a lot of interest.But the gossip didn't bother me much over the next few weeks, it was a nice change after all, people were talking about something that made me happy instead of talking about the horrors of the dark arts all day long The scene is much stronger.Hermione seemed happy about it, too, and Ron said he could refrain from punching Alvin as long as we weren't making out in public.

"You're a good role model," Ginny sneered, "you'll only be caught kissing your girlfriend in the dormitory."

However, Ron's patience has not been tested too much. First of all, Alvin's NEWTs exam is approaching. The rooms are far away, so most of the time we can only get together during class or lunch time.After entering June, the castle ushered in a rare sunny period. We often came together under the tall beech trees beside the black lake, killing time with some unimportant topics, and using the leftover bread from lunch to throw the giant giants in the lake. Cuttlefish or just snuggle together.

It was just one of those ordinary days when Alvin was reading under a tree and I was lounging on the grass with my head on his lap.If I could open my eyes and see Pride and Prejudice written in gold letters on the dark spine, even NEWTs have the right to relax on weekends.From time to time, Alvin picked out passages he liked and read them to me, with a gentle voice, unhurried.

"Harriet?"

"Ok?"

"What do you want to do next? I mean, after the war."

Suddenly all illusions were gone, and the icy tide swept over me.Noticing my tension, Alvin put down the book and ran a hand through my hair. "What's wrong?"

I involuntarily leaned against his palm, and the warmth calmed me down. "No, it's just... I don't think about it very much. It's like, I'm never going to have that day."

"Don't think so," Alvin said firmly. "The day will come when there will be no more fear, no more danger, and everything will be fine. Isn't that what you are fighting for? Maybe thinking about what the future will give you Some power—not that you're not strong enough."

I looked into his focused dark brown eyes, let them follow the tiny spots of light that shone through the gaps in the leaves, and closed my eyelids again.A gust of wind blew by, the sea-like rustle spread around, the blades of grass grazed my fingers, and the light and shadow swayed vaguely in my dim vision.

"Maybe, be an Auror," I said.

"Oh," Alvin smiled softly, "then you will definitely take away the jobs of a large number of people."

"Always so talkative, smart guy."

The kiss fell on my forehead, as soft as a feather, like comforting a wounded child.Alvin leaned over and whispered in my ear, fingers brushing my forehead. "You deserve all the praise in the world, baby."

I opened my eyes suddenly, stared at him for a while, and laughed.I laughed so hard that I finally had to sit up gasping for breath, wiping away tears of laughter with my sleeve.Alvin looked puzzled as he reached out and stroked my back.

"You'll—" I broke off, "you'll spoil me, sir."

We lay by the lake until the evening glow dyed the lake fiery red. When we returned to the castle, Alvin insisted on sending me to Gryffindor Tower.We kissed goodbye at the portrait hole, surrounded by several couples doing the same thing as us, they had no time to pay attention to their surroundings, we were no different from them.

This is the time when the common room is at its busiest, but Hermione and Ron, as always, took a seat for me. At that time, he casually scolded me a few words about delaying Alvin's preparation for the exam.Ron surreptitiously made a face at me, and I grinned and started to catch up on what I was missing.

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