Ravenclaw's Sapphire

Hermione rushed to the inconspicuous little door behind her. She originally wanted to try to push it open, but found that the moment her hand touched the door, the surroundings suddenly became pitch black, and she couldn't hear a single sound in her ears. Even the sound of her own breathing and footsteps seemed to be swallowed up.

It's just that there's still a voice inside, not through her ears but through her heart, telling her to keep going.For some reason, upon hearing this voice, she really calmed down and continued to run forward.

In just a few breaths, Hermione just blinked, only to find that the light of the fire was suddenly reflected in her eyes.To be precise, she suddenly appeared in a room surrounded by thick stone walls, with only one small window open, and outside the window was the deep night.The room was empty and narrow, with only a burning fireplace in front and a rocking chair with its back facing her, slowly rocking back and forth, a shadow elongated and hanging in the corner, it looked like someone was lying In the chair, despite the crackling of the firewood all around, there was a feeling of great solitude and silence.

Hermione took a step forward when her shoes hit the floor with a loud thump, only more noticeable in the emptiness. "Who?" She heard a childish voice from the recliner, which obviously belonged to a child, and there was obvious panic in the voice.

The recliner creaked and turned half a circle on the spot, without being supported by others, as if its owner's mind controlled everything.Hermione could clearly see that the little girl with slightly curly blond hair, who looked very cute like a doll, and blue eyes huddled herself in the recliner. She looked like she was only six or seven years old, although she Tried not to look cowardly, tried to pose intimidatingly, but she was visibly shaking, terrified by Hermione's sudden appearance.

In an instant, Hermione understood the other party's identity.She took a step forward unconsciously, only to find that the little girl was even more frightened, which made the reclining chair make an obvious dragging sound on the ground, and Hermione stopped her in her tracks.

"Hi, Zoe," she said softly, trying to be friendly, "My name is Hermione Granger, you can call me Hermione."

"...I don't know you." Zoe said resistingly, "You don't want to call me by my name, and I don't want to know who you are." But she couldn't continue to back away, and the fireplace acted as a barrier to prevent her from moving scope.

"Then what should I call you?" Hermione asked, she didn't try to get closer, but kept a distance that made Zoe feel at ease, but she unconsciously thought of those wild animals near her community before, yes The same is true of strangers when they are on their guard.

Unconsciously, he burst out laughing, and then pretended nothing happened when Zooey glared at him "viciously", and held back abruptly.

"What's so ridiculous! Do you also look down on me and think I'm dirty like those who laughed at me? 'Bad embryo'! I know what those adults from the Ministry of Magic said about me in private." Zoe's eyes Gloomy, fists clenched.

"I didn't..." Hermione quickly clarified, because she saw a little gleam from the corner of Zooey's eyes, "I think you are very cute, really!" She looked at Zooey sincerely, hoping that she would recognize herself sincerity.

"Cute or something..." Zooey twitched the corners of her mouth, "It's just an excuse anyway, because no one would really think so, they all think I should die early, just like those monsters outside. Want to tear me apart. I will only be alone in the end, and I can only stay in this cramped small room, which is the most suitable cage for me."

"Why do you always say such sad things? Of course there are people in this world who want you to live and wish you happiness. Professor Dumbledore has been protecting you. Aren't the Malfoys also your reliance? They Isn’t the warmth brought to you sincerely!” Hermione never liked Zoe’s self-abuse words, and whenever this happened, the light in her eyes would gradually disappear, giving people a feeling of being intoxicated. The strange feeling of sucking away all the happiness, the depression and despair to the extent that people can't stand it, even the heart will faintly tingle.

Hermione has never considered herself to be a very tempered person. It should be said that she is always irritable because of some small things, but most of them can be calmed down through restraint.But when she faced Zoe in this state, the anger in her heart couldn't disappear, and instead she wanted to yell more and more.

"Dumbledore and Malfoy..." Zooey was silent for a while, lowering her head to think about Hermione's words, "But those actually belong to my mother, don't they? Dumbledore is because it belongs to my mother." The mentor is my grandfather's friend, so he will act as my guardian... and Mr. Lucius and the others are only because they are friends with my mother, they don't care who I am..."

"And Draco Malfoy! Luna Lovegood! And me!" Hermione said fiercely, "We can't be friendly to you for your mother's sake!"

But Zoe showed a puzzled expression: "Draco? He just wants to play the role of his protector, and let himself be in the superiority of the strong sympathizing with the weak, which will make him feel self-satisfied..." She Hermione nearly rushed up and grabbed her by the collar and yelled at those unjust nonsense: Is this how you always look at those around you who give their all for you? !How much do you look down on those sincerity!Even Hermione hated Draco Malfoy, the always sinister, mean-spirited Slytherin boy.

But even a third person can see Draco's care for Zoe, which even transcends pure friendship and becomes more like a strong care for family members.Just like Zoe once complained to Hermione in private, Draco simply regarded her as a little sister who couldn't be responsible for his actions, and always liked to put himself on the elder brother's side.

"Obviously I'm the older one!" Although Zooey was complaining at this time, Hermione could see that she was actually very happy, and her eyes were gentle.

But Zooey's next sentence abruptly stopped Hermione's temper that was about to explode, and she stared dumbfounded at the other party's doubts that didn't seem to be fake.

"Luna Lovegood? Who is that? And you, and why are you able to break into this room that only I can get to?"

Zooey looked at Hermione vigilantly, that strange look had been in Hermione's heart for a long time: it only appeared when they first met three years ago, the look of looking at strangers.

Obviously, the Zoe here is different from the one she knew.

And I don't know if it's because of the difference in age, compared to the estranged politeness three years ago, Zoe now makes no secret of her hostility towards herself.Hermione felt inexplicably depressed, like the feeling that a hedgehog who has been used to showing his soft belly suddenly turned the side full of thorns to face her one day.

"I don't want to see you, I don't want to see anyone! Why do I have to think about those complicated and difficult things! Anyway, one day I will be swallowed by monsters, anyway, one day even this small house will surely It will be destroyed...but before that, let me just stay here quietly and wait to die!" Zoe finally reached the limit, sobbing and shouting at the top of her voice.

Hermione felt her temples twitching, and her heart flared up for no reason.She no longer cared about keeping a safe distance, and before Zooey could react, she rushed to the recliner, and tightly squeezed Zooey's narrow shoulders with her hands. She was so angry that she didn't even notice that she was using too much force. Big, this exacerbated the anxiety of the other party, thinking that Hermione was coming to hurt her, Zooey struggled desperately.

"You, what are you going to do..." Zooey cried even harder.

"Don't cry." Hermione's voice was as cold as iron, "What do you have to cry? The one who gave up struggling is obviously yourself! Why do you have to think that you are alone? We are always by your side , have been there all the time! If you feel pain, you can ask for help, don’t feel ashamed, stretch out your hand and shout “help me” desperately! I can’t promise you the answer of others, but as long as you are willing to reach out to me, I will Will definitely answer you."

Zooey was so frightened by her yelling that she lost her voice, and the tears in her eyes glistened.She stared blankly at the girl who was a few years older than her in front of her. Although she was undoubtedly reprimanding, and although she mercilessly tore Zoe's fig leaf away, why did she not understand this at all? What about the girl I don't know, who has to show such a painful expression when talking?

"Zoe, what my friend means is that I will feel sad because of your pain, sad because of your helplessness, and will do my best to make you happy." Hermione's heart moved, and she suddenly realized the meaning of her words There was some disobedience in it, but now was not the time to delve into this fleeting emotion, she looked at Zoe's eyes that had stopped crying but were very confused.

"Big sister, I don't understand what you mean..." This novel address made her heart beat again.

"Zoe, you have to believe that you are loved by others, so never think about giving up living..." Hermione was a little hesitant to say the next thing, although it was her sincerity, but no matter how she thought about it, she felt like saying It was very wrong to get to that point.

But the little girl in front of her was looking at her with teary eyes, and Hermione's intuition told her that she was just about to hit the door at this time, no matter what kind of language, no matter what kind of intention, it always counts only when it is spoken.

"Zoe, even if Professor Dumbledore and the Malfoy family are not on your side in the future—of course I'm just saying a possibility that doesn't exist—" Hermione had to stop to appease Zooey, the girl Hearing the words just now, she cried again, "Even if the whole world thinks your existence is wrong, we—" She paused, feeling that she couldn't make the decision for Malfoy and Luna.

"I'll be on your side too, I promise you."