Haha: Harry and Hermione Are in Sweet Love

"Nine and Three Quarters" July 31, 1991, Diagon Alley. A brown-haired girl stood on tiptoe in Flourish and Blotts Bookstore, unable to reach the "Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration" on the top shelf. A boy with glasses pulled it off and handed it to her. "Thank you," she said. "Harry," he said. Her name is Hermione Granger. His name is Harry Potter. This is the first day they met. At that time, they didn't know how long this name would stay in each other's lives. This is a story about "gaps". Those gaps between the lines of the original novel that have never been written - when he woke up in the hospital bed in the third grade, her hand was still held by him, and she withdrew it three seconds before he opened his eyes; after the fourth grade dance, she walked up to the astronomy tower alone, and he found her through the "Potter Stinky Shit" badges all over the castle. , Stood side by side all night without saying anything; in the sixth grade, she wrote him a letter every week, with neat handwriting that never exceeded two pages, and he pressed each letter at the bottom of the box; in the wilderness of the seventh grade, she cried and said, "I still have a lot of books to read," and he held her hand and said, "Then let's read together." This is not a subversion of the original story. The Goblet of Fire would still speak his name, Sirius would still fall through the Veil, and Hogwarts would still have that night-long battle with countless casualties. He just remembered the concentration of the soap scent when she handed him the handkerchief, the warmth of her knuckles when she took off his glasses, and the half-step distance she was always behind when walking side by side with him.