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Ginny walked over and blew out the candles, and the small room was suddenly plunged into darkness.
In this darkness, no one saw that Hermione's face was extremely red, as if it was about to drip blood.
She could feel Elwyn beside her, his warm body like a real kitten.
However, Elwyn was not a kitten!
She was actually sleeping on the same bed as Elwyn. Thinking of this, Hermione almost stopped breathing.
Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined that such a situation would occur.
Hermione held her breath and moved to the side, but the bed was too small, and there was no space to dodge at all.
She only knew that her thoughts were getting more and more chaotic, and her mind began to run wild.
God, she was now on the same bed as Elwyn, tightly squeezed together, and she was still wearing thin pajamas.
Under the bedding, Elwyn quietly lay there.
Seeing that Ginny did not find him hiding here, he heaved a sigh of relief.
But in the blink of an eye, Hermione was lying on the bed, lying beside him. What was going on?!
Elwyn's heart, which had just been relieved, was in his throat again.
He swallowed his saliva. This bed was too small, and he was squeezed together with Hermione.
Although it was not the first time they were so intimate, the situation this time seemed to be different.
Elwyn could smell the fragrance of the girl, and he could feel Hermione's body trembling slightly.
The two of them were so intimate. Compared to him, Hermione was now like a kitten.
As long as he moved, he would be able to touch Hermione's soft body.
Elwyn did not know what words to use to describe his current feeling.
Time gradually passed, and he did not know if it was a minute or ten minutes. It was completely meaningless.
After being in such a stalemate for a while, Elwyn tried hard to calm himself down.
Although he had the urge to continue staying here, his rationality told him that he had to leave!
Harry, Ron, Fred, and George were still waiting for him upstairs. If he went back too late, Elwyn would not know how to explain himself.
Could it be that she had turned into a cat and snuck into Ginny's room to lie on the same bed as Hermione?!
He tried to move, and Hermione's body immediately tensed up.
She was also very nervous, her hands clutching the bedding tightly, not knowing what Elwyn wanted to do.
She couldn't help but wonder what she should do if he wanted to do something to her.
Countless thoughts popped up, but Hermione couldn't come up with an answer no matter how hard she tried.
Unaware of Hermione's complicated thoughts, Elwyn prepared to take action.
Because the bed was close to the wall, it meant that if he wanted to get out, he had to climb over Hermione.
It was a short distance, but the girl's delicate body seemed to have become an insurmountable mountain.
He stood up on the bed, and Hermione dodged a little, but there was no reaction.
In the dark, both of them were extremely nervous.
If there were no bedding in the way, Elwyn could directly climb over Hermione.
But if he did that, it was very likely that he would be discovered by Ginny, who was not far away.
Under the silvery white moonlight, everything in the room could be seen in a hazy manner.
Elwyn observed for a while, and Ginny seemed to have fallen asleep.
He gritted his teeth and climbed on top of Hermione, ready to climb over her and slip out of the bed to return to his room.
At this moment, Ginny, who was opposite, suddenly turned around and faced Hermione. She was still awake.
Elwyn immediately stopped and laid on top of Hermione's stomach.
He felt a warmth under him, and through the layer of pajamas, it was the girl.
Elwyn pressed lightly, and it felt very soft.
Feeling Elwyn's weight, Hermione gripped the bedding hard, trying hard not to make a sound.
"Hermione, I can't sleep!" Ginny said softly.
"What, what are you thinking about?!" Hermione asked nervously.
Her mind was a mess, and she only hoped that Elwyn, who was lying on her stomach, would be more obedient.
She reached under the bedding, ready to carry Elwyn to the side.
"I'm thinking …" Ginny did not continue, as if she was hesitating.
Hearing her words, the two people opposite her stopped their movements. Had they been discovered?!
"I'm thinking about Harry!" After a few seconds, Ginny said shyly, "We're going to watch the Quidditch World Cup soon, and we'll definitely be living in a tent. I don't know how long it will last, I've never …"
Elwyn and Hermione suddenly understood. Everyone knew that from the beginning, Ginny had secretly liked Harry.
As long as Harry appeared, she would be extremely nervous.
In the beginning, every time she saw Harry, Ginny would knock something over.
Although things were better now, she was still Harry's most loyal supporter.
Unfortunately, Harry did not seem to have such intentions. He only treated Ginny as his little sister.
Hermione knew what Ginny was thinking, as they had talked about this many times before.
Usually, Hermione might help Ginny and give her some good advice.
But now, she was in a mess. All she could think about was Elwyn, who was lying on her stomach.
Hermione felt a strange feeling rising in her body. Her body was so weak that she could not exert any strength.
Opposite her, Ginny was still talking about the World Cup and things related to Harry.
On the other hand, Hermione felt that Elwyn, who was lying on her, was getting heavier and heavier.
The atmosphere was getting weirder, and her breathing was getting faster and faster.
No, she couldn't go on like this!
"Ginny, you need to pluck up your courage!" Hermione said, "You need to try to interact with Harry more. Don't hide with a red face every time he smiles at you."
"Pluck up my courage?!" Ginny repeated.
"That's right. Believe me, you're very beautiful. As long as you let go a little more, there's no reason why Harry won't notice you."
Courage. What Hermione said to Ginny seemed to be saying to herself.
The next second, she gritted her teeth, hugged Elwyn, who was in black cat form, and sat up on the bed.
"Hermione, what are you doing?" Ginny asked curiously. "Hey, what are you holding in your arms?"
In the dark, she could not see clearly. She could only see a bulge in Hermione's arms.
"It's Mount Crook. I don't know when it came to my bed!" Hermione said quickly. She felt her face was burning. "I'll send it out. Otherwise, it'll make a big fuss at night."
Hermione got off the bed and opened the door as fast as she could.
"Oh, it's Mount Crook!" Ginny whispered. "Anyway, I can't talk about it now. Let me hold it for a while."
Hearing Ginny's request, Elwyn and Hermione immediately froze.
Ginny wanted to hold Mount Crook for a while, but Hermione was talking about Elwyn!
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