Ravenclaw's Blue Gem

"Um...hmm..." There was an exchange of breath in his mouth, and his hands did not stop groping.The smooth bare back feels great, with the cool palms pressing up against the warm skin, and the dryness that ignited out of thin air burned the two faces, as if flowing along the blood vessels into the beating heart, pushed by the squeezed fuel The behavior continues.

Fumbled and unbuttoned the underwear, but the action was not consistent, and only one hand was available. Even though it was only a pleasure for Hermione to care about ten minutes ago, Zoe just wanted to quickly put the bandage in the way. Take it all down.

"Wait, wait..." Just when she wanted to slowly push her top up, Hermione hurriedly pressed Zoe's hand.

"It's too narrow here. Let's change the place. Plus..." Hermione glanced toward the window, then quickly retracted her eyes, "...Go to the bedroom." The voice is not much louder than the mosquito's cry. Go, "And we can take a shower first, what do you think?"

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Hot water gushes from the shower head, flowing down the top of the head and the tips of the hair. The temperature is just right. Although it is not as luxurious as the presidency's bathroom in Hogwarts, it is enough to completely relax.When a person stayed in the bathroom and listened to the sound of the water, the restlessness in his heart gradually disappeared with the water.

When his mind finally calmed down, Zoe suddenly felt that he was unreasonably self-willed, as if an axis that had always been stable in his mind snapped in half with erosion, and the delusions that had eroded it stood aside and shouted for victory. .

I don't know what Hermione was thinking about when she was in the bathroom just now, what she was thinking about when she was outside, or if she was thinking about it like herself.If there is a hole here for her to escape, Zoe will also consider whether to jump in.

The bathroom is still scented with strong shampoo and shower gel. This product that can significantly assist delusion is not good. As long as you close your eyes, Hermione will appear in front of you, even if you know it. She will also exude the same smell as her, and the thoughts in her mind can't stop.

Obviously, I just wanted to act like a baby, based on dissatisfaction that was put aside.The state of affairs has unknowingly developed into what it is now. Although the previous night’s exploration was also shy, as long as each other can’t see their faces clearly, they just feel strange currents and emotions along with nerves raging in the body, so simple Instinct can naturally expose his posture in the night, but when I think that it is still daytime, or the invitation I made first, I want to find a hole to get in.

Shouldn't there be a romantic candlelight dinner according to book conventions?All of these steps were omitted at once, and I really couldn't laugh.The anxiety that could not be explained in the book turned into a scorching flame, and the anxiety and anxiety that could not be ignored was surging, but there were real expectations hidden in it.

The scenes I have dreamed of are replayed abruptly and naturally in my brain, those anxious, hazy eyes, and the charming breathes infinitely magnified in my ears, exploring each other and eager for everything in the other person, even if those countless times in my own body Objects that have been past and are not novel at all have become foreign objects when they are replaced by others, and can't help but want to devote all their attention to it.

As a result, he forgot to turn off the water and had to spend more time than expected to cool the overheated mind.The glass of the sink was covered with a layer of mist, and he wiped it away with his hand, revealing a flushed and extremely nervous face, dimly looking at Zoe opposite the mirror.

After confirming that he had wrapped the bath towel tightly, holding the doorknob full of moisture, Zoe took a deep breath and opened the door with a click.

Chapter 12 Combination

The distance from the bathroom to the bedroom is only a dozen steps, but in the eyes of Zoe, who is in a complex mood, he has been stretched infinitely as if he has been cast without a trace of stretching. The sound was covered up, and Jane reached the point where it would make people sigh that it was too noisy.

No matter how hard she was, the door would still stand in front of her. With her mind blank, she reached out and knocked on the door without thinking.Knowing that I had done something stupid, it was too late to regret it, but fortunately, there was a voice of response in the room after a moment of silence.

Probably because the curtains were pulled up tightly, the bedroom was dim, the bedside lamp was on, and the shadow dragged to the wall and stretched very long. Its owner sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, staring at the crossed fingers. Her hands didn't move, but Hermione couldn't pretend that she didn't see the girl coming in through the door. After all, she herself responded first.

Since the confirmation of the relationship, the two have actually had a lot of physical contact, especially after they gradually became aware of what the desire is, they not only gradually developed a lot of complex thoughts, but also could no longer be satisfied with the intimacy of simple taste, although they did not follow The other party said it, but they all subconsciously began to seek answers in their own way.

But although what happened right now is reasonable and completely unexpected, according to Zoe’s own thoughts, of course, I hope to prepare everything in advance before moving on to the next step. They can have a romantic date first, and the atmosphere Will be sublimated in a well-arranged environment, and then tacitly step into the long-awaited final step.

Just sitting down against Hermione, a hand stretched out on the right side. Although I never thought of breaking free, there has never been another act like this to stimulate the heart like now. Zoe can even feel his hand return. A little trembling.Compared to the flustered Zoe, Hermione was more calm than the last time she saw her (she didn't even look at Zoe when she switched to the bathroom).

She pulled Zoe's hand to her lips and kissed softly, her lips falling on her fingertips all the way up, every time she felt an itchy feeling, like a feather swiping by, wanting to scratch but unable Anxious to start.The thick brown hair, which was always messed up on the shoulders, was temporarily tamed by the hot water, and looked much softer.

"Didn't you blow your hair?" Zoe leaned over and kissed her, sliding his palms over the ends of her hair and dripping with water.

"...Forgot." Hermione panted lightly. "Your hair is also wet."

"I wiped it with a towel." Zoe said vaguely. "It's too inconvenient not to use a magic wand."

"You have to get used to it. This is Muggle society. We can use hair dryers." Hermione finished speaking and stood up.

She pulled out the chair of the desk and motioned Zoe to sit down, holding the hair dryer connected to her hand: "Sit here, I will blow your hair."

During the period of staying at Hermione’s house, it’s not that Zoe didn’t personally use all kinds of Muggle objects. On the contrary, she also touched almost everything she could see with a strong curiosity. Guide her on the sidelines.She knew the function of the machine on Hermione's hand. She didn't like the hot air blowing from there, and felt uncomfortable. She would rather wait a long time than actively use a hair dryer.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Zoe sat in a chair. Although the hot wind was difficult, it worked well. It only took a few minutes to end it, and she didn't want to refuse Hermione's kindness.

The hair dryer was very noisy, and it was unwise to choose to chat with this kind of sound, and the two of them did not say a word tacitly.The feeling of the hot wind blowing against the neck is really uncomfortable. Even if the people behind will change the direction of the wind consciously, they still can't get used to the constant heat.

But it was not the nasty wind that made Zoe fidgeting the most, but the movement of Hermione's hands.She could feel her hair being held up by Hermione, and then slipped from her palm after blowing it carefully. The touched hair roots gave a strange sensation. Her hair was shuttled between other people's fingers, and her heart gushed out like never before. Satisfaction and peace of mind.

"Zoe?" Hermione turned off the switch, touched the drowsy girl's shoulder, and picked up the comb on the table to help her comb her hair.

"Huh? Is it over?" When the head movement stopped, Zoe grumbled and got up from the chair, took the hair dryer in Hermione's hand, and then pulled her to sit on the chair. Hermione looked surprised. .

"It will be uncomfortable to lie on the bed with wet hair." Zoe touched the hair subconsciously, there was still temperature on it.She hadn't noticed that Hermione's face flushed suddenly when she heard these words, but at the same time she remained motionless obediently.

It feels different when blowing other people’s hair. The vaporized water vapor carries a strong fragrance, and the surroundings are all the same smell. It is extremely aggressive and penetrates into the nose, unavoidable.And standing behind Hermione, looking down at the whiteness in the dense brown forest, the desire to stick to it grew in her heart.

"Yeah!" Hermione leaped forward, clutching her neck in embarrassment and turning around and screamed, "Zoe!" The culprit who was called also touched her lips, acting as if she was wandering away.

"I couldn't hold back." Hermione rolled her eyes when she heard her saying that, still looking so innocent.

"It's almost a little bit." Hermione leaned back in the chair again. This time she concentrated on drying her hair.Amazingly, Hermione's hair seemed to have been cursed, and within three minutes of drying it, it became untidy again.

Seeing her holding the comb at a loss, Hermione chuckled and laughed: "Don't worry, if you can make it stick down with only a comb, I would have done this a long time ago."

There is no reason to prevent the next thing from happening. The anxiety that was still lingering in my heart for so long has disappeared long ago, and what is left is just burning enthusiasm.

Hug-hug, kiss-kiss, then both fell on the bed, trembling hands awkwardly trying to untie the clothes, Zoe leaned over, down his neck, linger near the collarbone, licking and biting.Unwilling to climb up lonely with his hand, until the palm is soft.

Outside the house, a child ran by with a football in his hand; a young man spit out a big bubble from his mouth on a skateboard under his feet; a woman hurriedly walked with a paper bag full of supermarket merchandise; and she passed by. His car passed quietly and turned into the next street.

Heping naturally visited this neighborhood, and even if more than a dozen people had lost their lives at noon, it is likely that more people will be drawn into the "crack" of the war.The crow that stopped on the long pole quacked and flew to the distance, and the sun high in the sky had a tendency to go downward.

The lights in the house have long been turned off, but it’s not that you can’t see everything. Eyes accustomed to the darkness can clearly see the outline of the body and the person underneath. Even if the body is wet with sweat, it will not produce any unhappiness or rush. His breath hits his face, tongue and tongue chasing non-stop, reason is like being casted by a forgotten spell, and instinct drives the action.

"Kiss me, Zoe, kiss me..." The two naked-toy-together-pairs are stacked together, like the silhouette of the same person.A hand was placed between the diverged legs, and there was a slight sound of water.The other hand was placed next to the pillow, and she clasped her fingers, with a shallow trace on the back of her hand.

Licking off the teardrops from the corners of his eyes, he kissed gently, covering the blur and anxiety in the person's eyes, praying that only happiness would remain.It is inevitable to be clumsy, but try to avoid being rude as much as possible, not wanting to bring any bad memories to this person, and wanting to dedicate everything to satisfy her.

Want to hold hands with this person and walk down for a lifetime.

"I love you, Hermione." The tight body of the person in her arms whispered in her ear like a solemn oath, filled with her own determination, to dedicate to the love she has fallen into in this life all.

The tide gradually receded, the aftermath washed the coast, and occasionally electric current ran through the body, which was very tiring, but the high spirits that gradually rose also filled the soul.Hermione picked up the hair sticking to Zoe's forehead and touched her face lovingly.

"Don't look like crying, idiot."

She put her hand on the back of Zoe's head, brought her down gently, and kissed her carefully.

"I love you, Zoe."

Chapter 13 The Visiting Dumbledore (Part 1)

As soon as the knock on the door sounded, Zoe, who had been staring at the clock on the wall for a second, stood up, but then showed a distressed expression, rubbed his still astringent waist vigorously, and gave up stride. The thought of going to the hallway to open the door.

Although knowing that Dumbledore would only be visiting at this time, Zoe looked through the cat's eyes.As soon as she opened the door, she smiled brightly at the tall and thin old man standing at the door.

"Good evening, Dumbledore, I thought something happened!"

The old man smiled softly. He was wearing a black travel cloak and a pointed hat of the same color. The whole person seemed to blend with the night, but under the background of the clothes, the silver-white beard and hair that reached his waist appeared. More conspicuous.His dressing is not feasible in the Muggle world, and he will definitely be looked at by others with a strange line of sight. At this time, the night has become the best cover color.It was pitch black outside the window. I don't know when it started, and the lights on both sides of the street went out.

"Sorry, Zoe, I'm late." Dumbledore walked into the room and shook his cuffs. "It's half an hour later than the promised time, so you have to wait a long time." Zoe is about to take him there. In the living room, he saw the boy "hidden" behind Dumbledore before. He noticed Zoe's gaze and smiled awkwardly at her.

"Good evening, Siegel." Harry raised his hand and waved. He still didn't seem to be used to facing Zoe, even though they had become partners in the same group last semester.

"Good evening, Harry." Zoe answered with a smile.She saw Harry with an extremely surprised look, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "Just call my name, Mr. Salvation Star."