Remembering Me

"Hey." Jessica shook the bottle at me and motioned to her surroundings, "Need some new places?"

Her style is quite similar to mine: the roof is so thick that it can be regarded as an irregularly shaped clearing in the middle of the dust covering, more than enough room for her and three wine bottles, but not too close. Adding one person is a bit crowded.

"It seems so." I shrugged, cleared a space for myself, and sat not far away.

Jessica throws a bottle of wine and I catch it.

"To be clear, as a half-baked therapist, I don't approve of you doing this."

"How should I put it, I don't seem to feel this from your actual actions."

"Because you need it, don't you?" Jessica tapped the bottle in her hand, and it was full again.

"Is there something you want to say?" I tried not to put on a defensive tone. Of course, the person who will bring up this topic is doing it for my own good, but it has been repeated too many times.

"Actually, no. There's nothing I can do about it." Jessica took a sip and added before I could figure out whether the meaning of the sentence was good or bad, "And gypsies always welcome fellow drinkers, Especially at a time like this."

"A moment like this, I'm not sure."

"It's just drinking, talking and chatting."

It was an invitation I wouldn't refuse, so I popped the cork and clinked glasses with Jesse from afar.

"Aren't you really going to say something before we start?" I asked. "You probably know him best in this house."

Jessica had kept a cold silence in the small-scale commemorative ceremony before. Tonks looked at her hesitantly before everyone toasted, but she just took the lead in drinking the contents of the cup.

Since I can notice, she must not miss the way Bob looks at her.Jessica looked ahead thoughtfully, tapping the wine bottle on her calf lightly.Now minus the glowing blond hair, she looks like a gypsy.

"Jessica."

"what?"

"Nothing." I shook my head.Nothing, just thought she was pretty - pretty far from me, "So, mind telling me what you think?"

"To put it simply," she said mischievously, "I was thinking about death."

This answer was indeed a bit unexpected, and I raised my eyebrows.

"Have you decided to change careers and open up a new world of philosophy in the wizarding world?"

"Wait until my beard grows as long as Dumbledore's." Jessica smiled faintly. "You've been through a lot of death, Sirius. Have you ever thought about your own?"

"To be honest, I don't think it is very likely that I will fall down the steps and die."

Clearly aware of my subtext, she tilted her head, "Stay in this house forever or die, which would you choose?"

"Of course it's the second one. You are so tactful."

"Then this will definitely not last forever." Jessica took a sip of wine, thought for a while and added, "Oh, I don't mean that you will encounter any accidents when you go out."

"I'm very grateful."

After laughing for a while, Jessica returned to her previous expression, distant and calm.She was different tonight than usual, and that had less to do with skin color than it might have to do with Bob.

"I saw my mother this Christmas." Jessica interrupted my guess, but the subject made me even more confused.

"how is she?"

"She gave me the feeling that... something was going to happen, something pretty bad."

The way Jessica looked at me let me know she meant it, that she was never wrong in her judgment.

"How would she know?"

"I mentioned before that she is a witch, and she has a special status in the tribe. Gypsies have a special connection with fate. Even Muggles among them mostly live by divination when they are wandering, and wizards live completely with us. Different ways to use magic. I think it wouldn't be too surprising if she could see the future." Jessica threw back half a bottle of wine in a way that made my scalp tingle, "And remember? She always It came at a turning point in my life."

"Well..." The nearly normal part of my mind made me think what I was about to say was kind of funny, "Do you have any clues about this?"

"I have to think about it." Jessica tapped her chin in a dignified way and thought, "About a dozen alert A-level dark wizards that I sold as news, and a few warehouses that I stole , the editor-in-chief who was just fired by me... Oh, and the landlord, I owed two months' rent before."

"Why, haven't you sold news recently?"

"Uh, more or less." Jessica showed a short smile, "Most of the transactions will not be conducted through Gringotts' account, so I don't have the habit of saving money. I'm a bit busy during this time, the account The money on the website will be deducted. But Mrs. Baker is very kind, and she should give me a sigh of relief."

"Congratulations. But if it weren't for this, the rent you owed before could be waived." I also smiled.

"It's a pity that I have already made up the debt before I came." Jessica stared at the peaceful street below. "To be honest, that wasn't the first message I expected to receive after leaving."

"I regret that."

"Me too."

The silence lasted for quite a while, halfway through I seemed to hear Molly calling us to eat from below.It didn't last long, and she didn't come upstairs, so we both silently ignored her voice.

"Looks like that bad thing that might be coming is really worrying you," I said. "Do you think it might be... this one?"

"Not likely. Since I started this job, the Aurors and colleagues who have worked with me have also sacrificed a lot. I am sorry to say that, Hollett is the one with the longest time, but it is not enough to expose my mother. That look." Jessica said in a monotonous voice, "Of course there may be nothing, it's just that I should change my career."

I guess Jessica usually surprises me quite a bit, but she hasn't surprised me so consistently before as tonight.

"It's easy to get persecution paranoia if you've been in this business for a long time, although that doesn't mean that no one wants to kill you. Anyway, I don't want to be like Moody." Jessica's voice suddenly became very soft, "I I never thought about it.”

The soft touch fell on my cheek, and I heard her take a deep breath next to her ear.

"Please, don't let yourself live in hell."

Before she had time to see her face, Jessica had disappeared under the skylight.I looked down at the wine bottle in my hand and was stunned for a long time.