The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

After waking up, Tom felt his head hurt. Maybe it was a hangover?

Then he felt something was wrong: there was a soft body wrapped around him like an octopus!

Hermione! ! !

Tom suddenly woke up. He subconsciously stretched out his hand and touched a piece of smooth skin. Everything as far as the eye can see is as white as snow.

hiss!

The memories of last night came to mind little by little.

Tom stood up.

The change in her boyfriend woke Hermione up. After waking up, she was at a loss for a while, and then she remembered what happened last night.

Suddenly, Hermione's face turned as red as a red apple. She subconsciously pulled the quilt to cover her exposed body. As a result, the quilt moved, exposing a few stains on the sheets that were originally covered. come out.

The two of them looked at the sheets in silence for a long time, and finally Tom broke the silence.

"Um...what time is it now?"

Relieved, Hermione raised her wrist, her watch still on it.

"It's less than seven o'clock, there's still plenty of time." Her voice was trembling, obviously trying to suppress the complicated emotions in her heart.

"That's good." After Tom replied, the two fell into silence again.

"Can you get me some clothes?" This time it was Hermione's turn to break the silence.

"Oh, oh, okay." Tom woke up from a dream and quickly got out of bed to pick up Hermione's clothes. His careless look caused another blush to appear on Hermione's face.

But looking at those ugly dresses, the two fell into silence again.

"This dress cost me thousands of pounds!" Hermione said through gritted teeth as she looked at the piece of cloth in front of her.

Tom:…

"I will definitely pay for it!" he said hurriedly.

"Yes, you have to compensate - and you have to get dressed first!" Hermione rolled her eyes at Tom.

For Hermione's dress, you need to open the zipper on the back and put it on your right leg and then put on the neck ornament. Then you can put on the stockings on your left leg and secure it with a suspender buckle. The zipper on the back is also made into an invisible style. From the outside, only a line can be seen, and it cannot be found at all in the dim candlelight.

How could Tom, an inexperienced little guy, know this knowledge? In addition, I was in a hurry last night, so my movements were a little bigger, turning a good dress into pieces.

Perhaps it can be repaired in the future with a restoration spell? A thought crossed Tom's mind. Wait, the repair spell can repair the dress, so is there a spell that can also heal physical wounds...?

While Tom was thinking wildly, Hermione found her underwear in a large pile of clothes, and when she was about to put it on, she found that her private parts were a little sticky.

Hermione fiddled with it, then put her hand on the tip of her nose and took a gentle sniff, then her expression changed. The girl glared at Tom fiercely, stretched out her hand and punched him.

Tom:?

Did this girl use Legilimency on me? Tom, who didn't know why, was a little confused. And Hermione didn't want to explain. She jumped out of bed in a hurry and looked around at the layout of the room. The quilt slipped off, exposing a large area of ​​white snow. At this moment, in response to Hermione's wish, a door appeared on the wall.

Hermione opened the door and took a look. It was indeed a fully furnished bathroom. She quickly pulled off the dirty socks on her feet and ran in with her bare feet. Soon, the sound of gurgling water could be heard.

While Hermione was taking a shower, Tom stared at the sheets in a daze.

Hermione took a long time to wash, and she washed very seriously and carefully.

Finally, the sound of water disappeared, and the girl walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe accompanied by a burst of water mist.

"Go take a shower first." Hermione ordered before Tom could speak.

"Okay." Tom ran to take a shower obediently.

By the time he finished washing, Hermione had already cleaned up the mess on the bed. As for the stained sheet, it was nowhere to be found.

Hermione was sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs crossed, waiting for Tom to come out.

Now Hermione seems to have lost her youthfulness and become more mature than yesterday. She successfully found her underwear among the tangled clothes and put it on, covering the exposed raccoon and kitten with black cloth.

Tom looked at Hermione, his eyes widening. He came to the bedside, sat down next to Hermione, and put his arms around her.

Hermione resisted for a moment and then accepted.

"I didn't hurt you, did I?" Tom still remembered the appearance of the sheets, and when he looked at the weaker girl in his arms, he couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

Hermione pursed her lips.

"Actually, it's not bad." She was a little lucky that her little sun didn't ask silly questions like "Is it good or not?" "How am I doing?" "Am I great?"

If this kind of question came up, she really didn't know how to answer it.

This is also a matter of detail. As long as you are not too stupid, you should not ask the above questions to the girl you love. There is no answer to this kind of question!

If you say you are unhappy, you will hurt your boyfriend, if you say you are happy, you will insult yourself. Ask yourself, what are you doing that you don’t have points for? As for whether you are powerful or not... Do you really expect your girlfriend to reply to this question: Are you the most powerful one? So why not take care of your cherished baby? She just entrusted herself to you. Of course, if you are the kind of fellow who is driven by lust, then feel free to talk about whatever you want.

Tom felt a little guilty - he originally wanted to wait until the night of their wedding to take the final step, but he couldn't hold it back last night and the two of them tasted the forbidden fruit.

He felt a little sorry for the girl in his arms.

Seemingly sensing her boyfriend's apology, Hermione smiled slightly and took the initiative to kiss Tom's cheek.

"sorry, I--"

"There's nothing to be sorry for. I mixed the wine, bought the clothes, I brought you to the Room of Requirement, and even the positions were assigned to you by me! What are you sorry for?" Hermione looked very generous. But her eyes were clear and firm: "I am very happy to meet you. That is enough. To say the least, I am already sixteen years old! It doesn't matter even if Dumbledore catches me!"

Both men laughed.

"Okay, okay, you get dressed, we are going down to participate in the first event of the Triwizard Tournament later!" Hermione got out of Tom's arms, came to the middle of the bed, and leaned against the bedside. , changed into a comfortable position.

November 1st is Halloween, and it is also the time when the first event of the Triwizard Tournament begins.

Tom nodded, but his eyes fell on Hermione's white bare feet.

Hermione tilted her head, a smile appearing on her lips.

"If you don't feel good now, then why not..." Her toes slid across Tom's chin and landed on his thigh.

"...Help me put my socks on." Hermione said with a smile.

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