whispers (h.g x fem oc) book 2

Chapter #21

"They just don't quit, do they?" Hermione muttered, tossing the magazine onto the table with a huff.

Alexia, sitting beside her, reached out to gently squeeze Hermione's hand, a small smile playing on her lips. "Hey, forget about what they say. You know it's all rubbish."

Hermione sighed, her shoulders sagging with exhaustion. "I know, but it's just... infuriating. They have no idea what they're talking about."

"Exactly," Alexia agreed, her voice soothing. "They're just looking for a story, something to sell papers. Don't let it get to you."

Hermione offered Alexia a grateful smile, her frustration slowly dissipating in the warmth of her girlfriend's reassurance. "You're right. I shouldn't let them get under my skin."

"That's the spirit," Alexia replied, her eyes softening as she gazed at Hermione. "Now, why don't you focus on something more important? Like me."

Hermione couldn't help but laugh at Alexia's playful tone, feeling a wave of affection wash over her. "You're impossible," she teased, leaning in to press a quick kiss to Alexia's cheek.

Alexia then takes the magazine from Hermione's hands and reads the story herself, laughing at what they say about her.

Alexia's laughter echoed through the Great Hall as she read the outlandish claims in the magazine, her eyes dancing with amusement. "Harry, listen to this," she exclaimed, pointing to a particularly absurd paragraph. "They say we're long-lost cousins, sharing the same 'eccentricities'!"

Harry chuckled, shaking his head in disbelief. "Well, I suppose that's one way to spin it."

Hermione couldn't help but join in their laughter, though there was a hint of exasperation in her voice. "I swear, they'll say anything to sell copies."

Alexia grinned mischievously, folding the magazine and tossing it onto the table. "Let them talk. As long as we know the truth, that's all that matters."

Harry, Ron, and Hermione exchanged amused glances, appreciating Alexia's lighthearted approach to the situation. Despite the absurdity of the rumours swirling around them, they found comfort in each other's company, knowing that their bond was stronger than any tabloid gossip.

Just when Alexia is eating the last pieces of her apple, an owl arrives, she thanks the owl and takes the letter, letting the owl eat whatever he wants from the table before parting.

Alexia's face lit up with a bright smile as she unfolded the letter from her mother, her eyes immediately drawn to the moving picture of her baby brother, Reggie. In the image, Reggie was giggling and waving his tiny hands, his bright eyes sparkling with joy.

"Oh, Reggie," Alexia murmured affectionately, tracing her finger over his image. "You're getting so big!"

Ron, Hermione and Harry leaned in to get a better look, smiles spreading across their faces at the adorable sight. "He's getting bigger already," Hermione remarked, her voice tinged with affection.

Harry nodded in agreement. "Seems like just yesterday he was born."

"Blimey, he's growing fast," Ron commented, a fond expression on his face.

Alexia beamed proudly, feeling a surge of love for her baby brother. "I can't wait to see him again," she said, tucking the letter and picture safely into her pocket, cherishing the reminder of her family back home.

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After dinner, Harry and Alexia walk together, joking around, on their way to the library. Harry and Alexia scoured the shelves of the library, searching for any books or information that could help Harry with the second task of the Triwizard Tournament. As they flipped through dusty tomes and ancient scrolls, their conversation turned to Hermione and Ron.