Chapter 868: Mrs. Weasley's Rounds (Patreon)

It was not the first time Evan and Hermione had been in this position, but this time Hermione went straight into Evan’s pajamas.

He wasn't wearing anything under them, and he felt Hermione crawling up cautiously from his belly against his skin.

Under the pressure of the clothes, the kitten lay on Evan’s stomach, sliding all fours upwards forcefully...

Soft and small, this kitten could touch the most vulnerable part of Evan’s heart.

If possible, Evan hoped Hermione could stay still in one place.

When she did this, a strange feeling spread to his whole body along the places she touched.

Maybe it was because of the fur that made him itch, but he dared not move.

After Hermione left Evan’s soft belly and came to his strong chest, the difficulty of going up decreased, but her speed noticeably slowed down.

Because she heard Evan’s heartbeat, which had never been so clear. The sound of thumping, thumping, made Hermione feel for the first time that Evan was so close to her.

She felt like her heartbeat was about to merge with Evan’s, and she moved upward again, stopping where the heartbeat sound was clearest.

Raising her head and looking up, she could vaguely see Evan's chin from the wrinkled collar above.

Evan breathed a sigh of relief. Hermione finally stopped moving.

He could feel Mrs. Weasley standing by Harry's bed for a moment and then coming to his side.

Maybe it was because the clothes were too stuffy, or maybe because the temperature was too high, Hermione was lying in the position where Evan's heart was beating and her head was blank.

The next second, almost unconsciously, she stuck out her tongue and licked the place where the heart was beating below.

The cat's tongue had subtle fleshy thorns, giving a cool, tingling, and ticklish sensation when it licked.

Evan froze for a moment, and then realized that Hermione was licking his left breast...

This was too exciting. Did the girl even know what she was doing?

Mrs. Weasley was already standing behind him. Afraid that she would see something abnormal, Evan didn't dare to move and he felt stiff.

Hermione licked a few times before realizing what she was doing, and stopped hurriedly.

She was hot all over her body and rubbed the wet place where she'd just licked with her paws. Hermione rubbed back and forth, trying to wipe the marks off. She didn't know that the stimulation would be greater in this way.

Evan was left itching inside, almost wanting to discipline this naughty cat right then and there.

Just a few seconds seemed to be as long as several centuries.

Especially when Mrs. Weasley bent down to help Evan pull the quilt; the boy and the cat were even more nervous.

Finally, after she left and they heard the sound of the door closing, Hermione came out from Evan’s collar.

"She doesn’t trust us at all, you know," said Ron regretfully, opening his eyes, too.

Harry was sure he would not be able to fall asleep; the evening had been so packed with things to think about that he fully expected to lie awake for hours mulling it all over.

At this moment, Evan lowered his head and watched Hermione.

Although it was a cat's face, Evan felt an incredible familiarity, able to awaken the deepest emotions.

With his mouth down, he wanted to kiss Hermione!

"Don't kiss me; Mrs. Weasley will definitely go to my room!" Hermione changed back to her original form and said quickly. "Take me back quickly."

It was only when she finished speaking that she realized she was still inside Evan’s pajamas.

When she did this as a cat, it didn’t matter, but it was very problematic to change to her own appearance again.

There was a girl who got into the boy's underwear from below, not to mention, she also got her head out from Evan’s collar.

This was too embarrassing, and Hermione was taken aback.

She felt Evan’s lips touch her face; he was still thinking about it.

The next second, before Hermione had time to say anything, Evan Apparated with her!

"Hermione hasn’t left?" After a while, Ron asked in surprise. "How did she hide in Evan’s bed without being seen?"

"Probably she learned Animagus when she was in Egypt with Evan..."

While Harry and Ron were explaining the matter, Evan took Hermione back to her room.

The two landed on Hermione's bed without error; Ginny had already returned!

"Hermione, you’re back?" Ginny asked, hugging Hermione tightly in a drowsy state.

Their posture was a bit odd, as if they were stuck tightly together...

"I'm back, that was close!" said Hermione, trying to get her head out from under Evan’s pajamas.

Outside the room, Mrs. Weasley's creaking footsteps came from the stairs.

"Don't do this, the neckline is too tight!"

"Move back!"

Because of their haste, their heads got stuck, and they bumped into each other. Evan quickly moved his head back to make room for Hermione.

"No, it's too late, transform quickly!" Hermione urged.

Just like before, Mrs. Weasley was opening Hermione and Ginny's door from the outside.

If Mrs. Weasley found Evan lying here, holding Hermione like this, it would be even worse than the situation in the boys’ room.

"Okay!" Evan hurriedly turned into a black cat, not including pajamas in mind control.

After Evan transformed successfully, he suddenly realized that this was a quick way to undress.

On the bed next to them, Ginny opened her eyes wide, and couldn’t realize everything in front of her.

In the blur, she saw Evan’s figure suddenly disappear, and Hermione pulled the quilt up to cover her body.

"What's going on here?"

Just when Ginny was about to figure out what was going on; Mrs. Weasley opened the door and walked in.

She hurriedly closed her eyes and pretended to be sleeping, but her ears stood up and listened carefully to the sounds around her.

Under the quilt, Evan mimicked Hermione's earlier movement and was about to crawl into her pajamas.

He couldn’t see anything in the dark, but the girl's belly was soft, softer than imagined, like marshmallow.

Just as Evan was starting to move in, sliding his limbs slightly, Hermione realized what he was about to do.

She flushed and quickly stopped Evan from moving upwards.

Hermione just hugged Evan, covered him tightly with her pajamas, and kept him close to her belly.

This was already embarrassing enough; if he were to go any further...

At first, Evan felt so good, lying on Hermione's stomach. Although the scenery above seemed better, Evan also knew the limits.

If Hermione could be up there without issues, he thought there shouldn't be any problem with him going up either!

But Hermione's shyness prevented him from going up, so he stayed obediently.

But a few seconds later, Evan felt something wrong; it was so stuffy here that he couldn't breathe.

The air under the quilt was thin, let alone under Hermione's pajamas.

In order to prevent Evan from moving, she covered her clothes tightly. If this went on, he might suffocate...

Evan scratched at Hermione, wondering if she could understand his current situation.

He couldn’t climb up, but surely going downward was acceptable. Evan could promise himself not to lick anything inappropriately...