Sweet Sauce Chicken Roll
Hermione retracted her cold arms from the blanket, turned over to reach for the small pocket watch on the bedside desk.
It's less than half past eight in the morning.
On the weekend of Christmas, everyone stays in bed and does not want to get up. She was the only one waking up in the warm and festive dormitory. Hermione stretched like a lazy cat, then yawned and got up to wash.
Her hair was simply tied into a ball, and Hermione sat cross-legged in front of the wardrobe box next to the bed in a daze.
The Gryffindor girls' dormitory is slightly smaller than the boys' dormitory, but it is warm and more comfortable, and there is an attached separate bathroom. The light blue glazed floor-to-ceiling windows face the rolling hills in the north, and the view is also very wide.
Hermione stared comfortably at the hazy winter morning light outside the window for a while, got up and looked at her watch, then looked around in the box.
Where did the swimsuit at the bottom of the suitcase go?
She is actually not very good at swimming. A bathing suit bought long ago had been used as a compartment in the bottom of the tank, and if it hadn't been for an appointment to inspect Fred's underwater fireworks, she would have forgotten that she still had a bathing suit.
Finally, between two thick orange sweaters, Hermione pulled out the bathing suit.
Well, it's better than she remembered, at least the color decorations are not too exaggerated.
She took her bathing suit and a small bag, and pushed open the bathroom door as quietly as possible.
After tidying up and changing her clothes, Hermione stared at herself in the mirror and got tangled up.
The tube top of the sapphire blue swimsuit tightly outlines the ups and downs, and the two thin suspenders that extend upwards slide from the collarbone over the crisp shoulders, and cross and extend behind the back to form a Z-shaped decoration. The pleated swimsuit skirt just covers the roundness.
Hermione felt that the clothes were still a little too small, not to mention the length, and the tube top suspenders seemed a little fleshy. This winter, she always felt that she was gaining a bit of weight.
In the end, she turned around in front of the mirror twice uncertainly, and just opened the cosmetic bag, but then closed it again.
Why wear makeup, isn't it just to meet Fred?
That's right, and it's a matter of product testing.
But……
But what.
In the end, Hermione zipped up the bag with all her might, and left the dormitory with a robe and cloak on top of her bathing suit.
The swimming pool was built during this school year especially for the guests of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, more precisely for Durmstrang. Although no one knows exactly where their school is located (except Dumbledore, of course), but based on the fact that they came on a full ship and Krum still trained topless in the severe winter, Hermione guessed that they must be in the farther north, somewhere near water.
She turned a corner in the corridor on the first floor and walked down a staircase near the Slytherin dungeon.
There is a marble pool in front of the swimming pool, and indoor shoes and clean towels are neatly placed on both sides. Students need to jump through the pool. The water in the pool is self-cleaning and sanitizing, so that dried owl droppings on the soles of shoes or muddy cloaks will look new if they pass through it.
There are two smart mermaids engraved on the door of the museum, it is difficult to distinguish male and female. They all wore beaded tiaras, coral clothes, and seaweed bracelets. They were playing behind a reef at the moment, swimming out from time to time to look at Hermione.
Hermione took a few soft and dry towels, walked through the sink, entered through the door, and turned right to the girls' locker room.
The morning of the Christmas weekend was still quiet, only a few sparse people changing clothes on the cushioned chairs. Hermione found a corner, opened the door of the small cupboard, and began taking off her cloak and robes.
"...Keep your voice down, let me tell you, guess who I met inside just now?"
A girl's excited and mysterious voice came from the fitting mirror.
"Who?"
"Tell me please!"
"Krum! He's so handsome! I usually don't get up so early on weekends, but today I just got up early and ran into him! Do you think this is fate?"
Several girls gasped.
"Where is he? No, I have to find him now. There will be more people later."
"God, he's so handsome, if only he could have a word with me..."
Hermione shook her head aloofly and laughed silently. These nympho.
She locked the locker with a spell and wrapped herself in one of the biggest towels so that only the two royal blue swimsuit straps were exposed. The group of girls had already disappeared, so she straightened her fluffy ball hair in front of the mirror and entered the swimming pool.
The scale of the public swimming pool is really not small, there are eight swimming pools of all sizes.
Among them, the largest large swimming pool is relatively popular, and most people choose to form a team there to fight water fights; the longest narrow swimming pool is a deep-water swimming pool, which is prepared for people with excellent water skills and professional training; the smallest two circular swimming pools are hot spring bath, there is one at the entrance, and the other is near the rental swimming pool equipment. Those who don’t want to swim but still want some hot water can find peace here; the shallowest water level is the water park, which has a variety of childish slides and turntables; there is also a more dangerous and exciting whirlpool swimming pool, designed with an upright cylinder, The water inside will suddenly swirl in a swirl shape, and those who are brave can try it; a secluded and romantic swimming pool for couples, which is hidden behind several magic banana trees, and the water inside is pink bubbles; the last one looks like as if prepared for nerds, most of the books have been cast with a waterproof spell, and one by one they are opened and intelligently floating on the water, waiting to be read.
Hermione was soaking her legs comfortably in the hot spring pool at the entrance, and came to these conclusions after looking around. Of course, what caught her heart the most here was the swimming pool with floating books, but at this time the water in the hot spring pool was warming up, so she simply looked around again.
In the distance, Krum was frowning at the edge of the deep pool, making preparations for entering the water, followed by a small group of girls, all of whom were wearing revealing clothes and blushing, talking about something.
The couple pool under the banana leaf is still unclear from this angle, but there is a couple sitting by the large pool in the middle of the nearby venue.
The boy was wearing a pair of foam green swimming trunks, with his head bowed. The girl next to her was wearing a transparent one-piece swimsuit. Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, she deliberately loosened the straps on her shoulders, and was looking at her partner affectionately. Hermione covered her forehead helplessly, as if she could see the color of her panties.
Hermione supported the sculpture of a mermaid spraying water by the hot pool with both hands, and then shifted her gaze to the place where the swimming ring was rented.
Several girls were picking in front of a trolley full of candies, holding something in their hands. One of them was wearing a bright yellow lace-up swimsuit. She frequently turned her head to look at the deep pool, pulling her tube top down over and over again. The one next to him shook his cascading hair, pretended to be looking for something on the ground, and turned his butt in the same direction.
Hermione, voyeuristically enjoying herself, chuckled softly.
There was a "plop", and the water splashed in all directions.
His slender arms embraced the water, and his vigorous figure disappeared into the water in an instant. Just when Hermione was surprised, she felt her feet being grabbed by a pair of strong hands in the water.
A suddenly magnified handsome face clearly appeared before Hermione's eyes.
Dazzling orange-red hair wetly stuck to the clear cheeks, long eyelashes trembling. He looked up at Hermione, lazily ruffled his hair and said with a smile, "What is Miss Granger peeking at?"
The edges and corners of the lips glistening with water are extremely bewitching at this moment.
Hermione heard a swallowing sound in her throat.
Fred was shirtless and a pair of simple black swimming trunks. On the strong chest, the lines are clear and rigid, and the crystal water drops emit a faint light. He tilted his head, and the wet hair that was tightly attached to him was messed up by him, and it was flying beside his ears at the moment.
"Hmm...what?"
He smiled brightly, "I said, what was little Hermione peeking at?"
"Oh, it's nothing." Hermione tried her best to ignore her thunderous heartbeat, "Hey, did you bring it?"
"Oh, our little Hermione is so serious," Fred smiled and scraped Hermione's feet lightly, his narrow eyebrows raised slightly, "why did you wrap yourself like a sweet sauce chicken roll?"