The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

The cold wind at Hogwarts seems to want to eat their souls

It's a pity that under the warmth of their necklaces and bracelets, the cold wind can't affect the two people supporting each other at all.

"Slow down~" Cyrus carefully supported her, and moved his body forward slightly, "Your roommate doesn't know?"

"Of course, I didn't come out until they were all asleep."

Hermione raised one leg across the dragon's back, the raised black jade ridge and the knight stuck her in the middle, and their bodies were at the same level

Her body was close to Cyrus, and the distance between their bodies was close instantly. Hermione deliberately put her head on his shoulder, and the girl's breath made Cyrus a little itchy.

The calf protruding from the long skirt is tilted forward, rubbing against the inside of Cyrus' calf, and the knee is against his inward bend

The tenderness of the chest made Cyrus, who turned his head away, lose his mind for a moment.

"Moon Goddess"

"what?"

Looking at the girl bathed in the moonlight, the connection of the Force made Cyrus blurt out the thoughts in his heart

"I...I mean...you look beautiful tonight"

Hermione twisted her hips, stretched her arms back, and leaned forward, the hair of the two was blown together by the cold wind,

"Aren't I beautiful before?" She frowned slightly, the empty back made her feel a little uncomfortable

"Just better tonight...forget it...let's change"

Cyrus explained in a hurry, got up and pulled Hermione up, the two changed seats, he acted as the girl's back, and put the rope around Smaug's neck into her hand

Maybe it was the softness of Cyrus' back that kept him distracted, or maybe it was because he sensed Hermione's discomfort.

At this time, she finally fell into the arms of the golden hair dumpling. She felt the solidity of her back and the wrapping of her body temperature, and a sense of security spread in her heart.

"Hurry up, I'm a little afraid of heights~" She pouted, relaxed her whole body, and fell into the arms of her raised cat

"Follow your orders~"

Cyrus pulled her arm, leading the rope in Hermione's hand, and Smaug, who was reminded, roared and swooped towards Hagrid's hut

"Are we going to the Forbidden Forest?"

"No, just take a rambunctious puppy" He tightened Hermione's shoulders, drawing her into his arms

The dragon's dive made Hermione stare wide-eyed, her nervous hands clenched the reins tightly, and she fell backwards forcefully. Cyrus hugged her waist to stabilize her body

Stitch, who was standing in the open space in front of Hagrid's hut early, saw the huge shadow in the sky, waved his hands, and was still shouting loudly

Just for a moment, a pair of claws grasped it firmly, and then Stitch felt the feeling of flying

"Wow~" it spread its arms, its ears folded on both sides of its head

"Are we out of the school boundaries?" Hermione, a good student, has never escaped from school over the wall, "Oh... Cyrus!!"

"Everything has a first time!"

Cyrus hugged her and yelled, "Take a real flight experience!"

Maybe he was right, Smaug and Stitch shouted in agreement, their spiked wings shook the woods below them, and after a while, they shot straight into the sky

"Ahhh!!" "Wuhu~nice!"

Hermione's eyes-closed yell contrasted sharply with Cyrus' cheers

The two passed through the clouds, and Hermione could feel her bare arms getting wet, and Smaug's speed didn't slow down until it was above the clouds.

Panting slightly, she slowly opened her eyes, her excited and nervous heart was gradually calmed down by the scenery

"In order to get Smaug to agree, I spent all kinds of thought, playing with it until late every night before agreeing," he said softly

Under the moonlight above the clouds, it wasn't pitch black. She guessed it should look better than in the daytime. Slowly stretched out a hand, and the mist flowed through her fingers

In terms of flying, Hermione can be described as a troll

She has been on a plane, but this is the first time she has personally felt the flow of clouds. Looking up, the clear and bright starry sky covers the world like a curtain. Hermione couldn't help reaching out to the crescent moon.

"I'm not capable of helping you take down the moon..."

He hugged Hermione lazily, imitating how the other party hugged him.

"Oh? I thought the gift was the moon, after all you said I was the goddess of the moon~"

Hermione straightened up slightly, rubbing the top of her head against his neck, rubbing her soft curly hair against Cyrus, leaving Cyrus with her own citrus scent

"If I take it down, what will happen to the earth?" Helpless, he could only turn his head and press Hermione's head

"Say it like you can take it off~"

"If you have to..." As he said, he lowered his body with a smirk, bent his head and rubbed the tip of his nose against Hermione's ear

this is his only chance

"I... said, my weakness is not there, you have to think about it~" She threatened with a trembling tone, "If you make a mistake, you will be punished."

The exhaled breath slid down her ears to her neck, making her a little itchy, and the bright white moonlight illuminated her fiery cheeks,

However, Cyrus, who didn't believe in evil, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and touched it lightly with his lips. Hermione only felt softness, followed by warmth and moisture.

She blushed, breathed a sigh of relief, and quietly turned up her collar,

Smaug is now gliding smoothly, and it and Stitch are enjoying the hard-won flight. Hermione slowly let go of the rope and put her hand on the back of Cyrus's.

"Looks like you guessed wrong"

Hermione's back was pressed against his chest, she turned her head slightly, and said, "So...you who dare to go beyond, are you ready to pay the price?"

"Is there any use in apologizing now?"

"What do you say~"

Her fingertips stroked back gently across Cyrus' face

Smaug lowered his height and made a turn to stick to the river, shuttling between the mountains. Stitch used his paws to slide the river water from time to time. He wanted to see if he could catch a big fish for supper

The personal experience made Hermione's soul flutter along with it, and she suddenly felt that it would be a good choice to escape from school once in a while?

A momentary abandonment of business, to let her relax, of course... Cyrus thinks she's doing the Force a favor too

Finally, Smaug landed on a lawn, half a person's tall weeds and neat reeds, stretching as far as the eye can see, swaying with the evening wind

Cyrus and Hermione lay on the soft ground, with Smaug and Stitch playing in front of them.

"Where did you find it?" she asked, tilting her head

Cyrus reached out a hand tenderly and put it under Hermione's head, and she happened to be playing with the palm that protruded from the other side.

"I don't know either. Maybe Smaug is tired and wants to find a place to rest? It seems to be the last part of the Forbidden Forest."

She turned sideways and kicked off the brown boots, and the long skirt was lifted to her thighs due to the movement, revealing the warm white stockings, her legs clamped the outer thighs of Cyrus, slightly pressing each other's body

The blue shawls on the shoulders were also placed horizontally on the stomachs of the two

"This time's gift...isn't too bad~" Fingers slowly opened his robe, drawing circles on his chest, "But how did you let Smaug out?"

No one can refuse to ride a dragon!Especially the dragon who didn't deal with him! !

She glanced at Smaug triumphantly.

"Space Magic~"

"Forget it... I'll talk about it later, I have too much to learn now" she sighed

Cyrus held down the mischievous little hand of the other party, but the legs that were sandwiched between them began to rub together again, and when he turned his head, he saw Hermione who was pursing her lips and giggling

"What's the matter?" She moved her body inside, "This is your favorite sock~"

"Can you stop laughing at me about this?" Cyrus said helplessly

"But this is really your favorite, the one you smelled..."

With a hot face, he quickly suppressed the words, "Okay, okay, I understand."

"So do you like it?" Hermione blinked playfully, and pulled out her hand to pinch the other's soft face again.

"Like... like the head office, right?"

After getting the answer, Hermione didn't let him go, and then she sat back and straddled Cyrus' abdomen, and pressed the other's hands, Hermione's pretty face appeared above him,

Cyrus was a little hairy from her stare, as if he was her prey

"So... because of your previous actions, what price will you have to pay?"

Bowing his head, the tips of their noses touched each other, and Cyrus closed his eyes as if appointed. As expected, he only felt that the weak point at the tip of his ear was swallowed by a snake.

The tip of the python's tongue was dotted from time to time, Cyrus could only grit his teeth, clutching the weeds tightly with both hands

After a while, Hermione straightened up.

"It won't be so simple next time..." She tugged on the necklace and raised her eyebrows at Cyrus,

Hermione's lips became moist again, and her curly brown hair looked a little fluffy due to the rush of the night, but the sweet aroma of citrus and rose made him a little intoxicated

blood is churning

Cyrus suddenly understood how Anakin and Padmé felt when they were together.

The soft and cold fingers were turning around his collarbone, the tips of the nails and the knuckles would occasionally scrape gently, the itch that hit the soul made Cyrus tremble slightly,

The former coldness in the eyes was replaced by gentleness and cunning

"Hermione...I..." He stared blankly into the other person's eyes, the broken weakness made his breathing heavy

Perhaps guessing what Cyrus was going to say, Hermione just pressed her index finger on his lips, and leaned down again, the moonlight outlined the curves of her body

"Don't say it so easily..." she said softly, "You have to ask yourself first."

She has seen some books and many movies. In some places, Hermione is even better. Although the Force connects the two, she doesn't want to express emotions just through the flesh.

"What about you?" Cyrus' boiling blood didn't cool down because of Hermione's words

"Me? I just need to answer your question after careful consideration"

because she already has the answer

Hermione lay on her side and pillowed on Cyrus' arm again, but her legs were still bent and overlapped on his belly

"Is there a time limit?"

"Well...before I regret it~"

"Before the Queen gets tired of me, the Prime Minister?"

"That's right ~ so you have to seize the opportunity, at least for now you are still a favorite"

Cyrus quietly placed his hand on the other's calf, and the warmth of his palm was transmitted to the girl through the thick white socks

"How long was it before you got bored?"

She answered like a riddle: "A long time...but not long..."

The girl stretched out her arms and put them around Cyrus' neck. She didn't say the time, because she couldn't count the time. To be more specific, it probably lasted until the soul disappeared.

Cyrus nodded, and bumped his head into Hermione's arms. After leaving the school for a short time, he was not hiding, so he greedily sniffed the unique scent that belonged to Hermione

"Will you wait?"

"Of course, I'll wait~"

His heat hit Hermione's neck, she resisted the slight numbness, otherwise, her weakness would be exposed to Cyrus

"How soon do we go back?" She hugged the golden hair ball, closed her eyes lazily, and separated her chestnut curly hair around her neck

"Later? Or we can rest here for one night, and we can catch up with breakfast when we go back tomorrow"

"All right, it's up to you~"

The moonlight completely cut off the darkness of the Forbidden Forest behind him. Stitch was sleeping on Smaug's stomach, while Cyrus was held by Hermione's neck and head.

She was sure that Cyrus' gifts had never disappointed her.