[HP Fred] I was the school belle at Hogwarts

That afternoon was peaceful and beautiful, which also led to the two of them oversleeping together. When Sigrid opened her eyes drowsily, she looked at the dim street outside the window and closed her eyelids sleepily.

It's still dark, so let's squint for a while.

Wait-wait, her boudoir doesn’t seem to look like this! !

This conclusion scared her sleepiness away completely, and she was confused for a long time before she remembered where she was!

She was so shocked that she broke away from the heater behind her and sat up cross-legged. Fred, who was having a sweet dream, fell solidly from the bay window with a "thud".

Realizing that she seemed to be in trouble, Sigrid quickly stood up and helped Fred up who was covering his head in confusion on the ground. "Are you okay?"

"...It's okay." Fred thought about it for a long time before he realized that it seemed to be an afternoon when there was a sudden heavy rain. They were sitting in the bay window and planned to take a nap...

Then, he fell down for no reason?

"Why did I get down here?" Fred, who had just woken up, had a low and hoarse voice, not at all cynical as usual.

This made Sigrid feel guilty for no reason. How should she explain it? Were you kicked down by me?

So shameful, she is a gentle lady...

"You just..." Sigrid struggled with how to explain.

The sleepy Fred was helped to sit up and buried his heavy head between his knees, "It hurts a little..."

Sigrid raised her hand to touch the back of his head and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was not seriously injured...

"Get up quickly" Sigrid urged in a low voice.

"Let me sleep for a while, my dear." Fred couldn't bear to open his eyes, his voice sounded like a spoiled child, he held the hand on the back of his head, put it to his lips and kissed it gently, then he lay on the floor with his back in a "big" posture and relaxed Take a nap.

Sigrid, who originally planned to stand up, could only squat down and tried to retract her hand.

Sure enough, Fred, who had his eyes closed, frowned and tightened his palms to prevent her from taking them away, muttering "Don't leave me, please." Well, now her fingers were covered in saliva...

Unexpectedly, Fred just woke up like this? Sigrid shook her head and wanted to tease him again, but looking at the time on her watch, she could only lean over and whisper in his ear, "It's already 9: pm."

"F, u, c, k!" Fred was so frightened by her that he sat up and lost all sleep for a while.

Sigrid was pulled up before she could recover from the shock of his swear words, "Quick, quick, quick - it's too late, I'll take you home quickly."

Now, it was Fred who was anxious, and Sigrid's eyes followed him around the bedroom, not knowing what he was going to do.

"Why are you standing there? Where is your coat?" Fred looked at Sigrid who was still standing there, feeling a little worried.

"Twinkle hung it up for me." Sigrid said nonchalantly.

"Quick, let's go." Fred pulled her away from the lounge, feeling like ten thousand slugs crawling through his heart. He already had a very bad impression in front of her mother. He was really afraid if she didn't send her home on time. There will be no chance to send him home again.

Fortunately, the Leaky Cauldron closest to the shop has a fireplace connected to the Floo network. After leaving the shop, Fred asked for advice, "Bear with me, shall we Apparate?"

"I don't want it, I want to walk over." She fainted and disapparated, unwilling to vomit in front of Fred even to death.

"Then let's start running?" Fred had long been used to her princess disease, so he didn't try to persuade her anymore and pulled Sigrid into a trot.

The streets that had just had a heavy rain were quiet and peaceful. They were the only figures on the wet stone road. Small silver petals exploded on the ground where the big feet and the little feet stepped...

This scene made Sigrid so playful that she stepped over every small puddle on the road, letting the small splashes of mud ruin her fine leather short boots beyond recognition, and the corners of her solid-color cashmere coat were also splashed. Full of muddy ideas.

However, she didn't mind at all.

Throw it away when it's dirty. Anyway, these are the things she lacks the most. Now she wants to run with Fred on the deserted streets, as if they are the only two in the world, and the whole world is running with them...

"The weather is really nice, but it's a pity that only the two of us know it." Sigrid looked at the intersection in front of the Leaky Cauldron with interest, not in a hurry to go in.

"Look over there, it's flickering. What do you think it could be?" Sigrid was a little curious.

Fred ignored her, and she didn't care either. She looked curiously into the depths of the alley opposite and suggested, "Let's go shopping?"

How romantic...

Unfortunately, he was interrupted by the emotionless Fred.

"Come in quickly! Please, aunt!" Fred really wasn't interested in any damn place outside now, he just wanted to send people home safely.

The top priority is to leave a good impression in front of the future mother-in-law. Although the most important first impression has been messed up, we can't give up on ourselves...

"Are you so impatient to stay with me for a little longer?" Sigrid glared at him dissatisfied.

"Are you not in a hurry? Have you forgotten the curfew your mother set for you?" Fred was about to hold back his internal injuries. If this were his younger siblings or classmates and friends, he would have thrown them back regardless.

It just so happens that she is a girlfriend. She cannot be hit or scolded. If she speaks in a harsh tone and responds to messages slowly, you will have to coax her for a while afterwards...

Fred took a deep breath and calmed down, "Be good, I'll take you back first."

"Didn't I tell you? My mother actually went back to St. Mungo's this morning, and I live alone in the old house." Sigrid seemed to understand what he was worried about, and explained with a smile.

hehe!

"..." Fred was silent. I dare say he was being sentimental, but Sigrid was not in a hurry at all.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Sigrid quickly hugged him and acted coquettishly.

"You're angry?"

"Aren't you angry? I didn't mean to tease you! I just forgot."

"Huh——? Are you talking? Tell me you're not angry."

Even if he was angry, she lost his temper. What else could Fred do? He could only hold her face hard and sneer at her.

"So, you don't want to go back?"

"That's just right. I need a bed warmer. Come back with me now!"

Then, regardless of her flushed face, he pulled her back and walked back.

This...why didn't he follow the routine? Shouldn't he forgive her now and give her another good night kiss and send her back? ? ? ?

Being pulled back, Sigrid panicked and begged for mercy. She quickly refused and stepped back, wishing that the stone slab under her feet would be completely glued to her leather boots.

Seeing her getting more panicked, Fred became more relieved and said, "Okay, if you don't mind, we'll go back!" He directly stopped the struggling snake and carried it on his shoulders.

In the dim street, Fred transformed into a horned devil, strolling around with his prey on his back.

“The weather is so nice today~”

"Look over there, weren't you curious just now? Let's go and have a look now."

"Not going?... Are you so impatient to stay with me for a little longer?" The struggling little snake was slapped twice mercilessly on the buttocks.

Fred wondered if he had struck too hard. Then rub it for her!

"Want to go home?... Then who can help me warm the bed?" My hands were itchy again, and this time I was really cruel, so I rubbed them again.

"I'm sorry?...You're not wrong, why are you apologizing?" Give him one last beating, it's a rare opportunity.

She seems aggrieved? It doesn't matter, rub it for her.

Finally, the satisfied Fred made a circle and carried the weak snake back to the fork in the street.

Putting the person down, he asked with a smile, "Are you ready to go shopping now?"

Sigrid nodded like a peck of rice.

"So good~" Fred patted her head before letting her go, and then announced seriously, "Now, we have to make a big decision."

Sigrid looked at him confused.

Fred looked up at the street and gave her two choices seriously, "Look, this is a fork in the road. If you turn right, today's date is over and we kiss goodbye; if you turn left, I will take you back, and then... ..." Fred gave her a meaningful look.

This look is called: You understand...

Sigrid would never be fooled again. Only fools would answer multiple-choice questions. She took a deep breath and gathered her strength.

One step to retreat, two steps to run, three steps to run...

Without looking back, he turned right and ran towards the Leaky Cauldron.

As Fred followed her in, he could only see her disappearing into the fireplace in green flames with a bang.

He ran away quickly and lost a goodbye kiss.

Fred raised his hand to look at his palm and sighed, "I wish this had happened during the summer vacation..."

"Forget it, today you are a hundred times luckier than your right hand!" Fred comforted his left hand.

--split line--

Sigrid basically spent the entire holiday at her own home and Fred's shop. She was the only master at home, and no one cared about how long she wanted to sleep. She doesn't have to work in the store and can just experience their new products. She is much more comfortable than the bosses.

And a few of her classmates and friends in Slytherin were having a hard time.

At this moment, Draco Malfoy was blocked behind by his mother, and his hand that was shaking with anger was secretly held. He did not dare to raise his head and look directly at the Dark Lord sitting on his throne, nor could he bear to turn his head to look at the Cruciatus Curse. The father curled up on the ground with gritted teeth.

After a long time, Voldemort's deep voice sounded, "Three months, I will give you another three months to get the prophecy ball back." His voice sounded calm, but anyone present could hear it. warning meaning.

"Thank you for your kindness, mylord." Lucius breathed a sigh of relief, crawled to the feet of the Dark Lord, and kissed his toes respectfully.

"Come, Draco, my clever boy~" At the same time, Voldemort slowed down his voice and waved in Draco's direction.

Lucius froze while still kissing his toes. He heard his son's calm voice behind him, "Mylord!"

"You are not qualified to call me master like that!" Bella, who was standing aside, snorted coldly and looked down at her nephew.

Voldemort did not show any dissatisfaction because of Bella's interruption. He looked thoughtfully at the father and son who stood together after kissing his toes for a while, and then looked at little Malfoy happily, "Young people need exercise, and I just have a little thing to do. I’ll leave it to you to handle, and I’ll give you the real Dark Mark when you’re done.”

"Thank you for your gift, sir. I will definitely seize the opportunity." Draco looked at the Dark Lord respectfully.

"Very well, boy! I hope you will not disappoint me like your father." Voldemort nodded and said.

Draco glanced at his father beside him helplessly.

"Don't be nervous, boy! I want you to start the school year and continue to irritate Potter and make him hate you. It's best to use the most vicious spells to attack you." Voldemort rarely patiently arranged his work for little Malfoy, and finally returned Don't forget to encourage him, "Is it easy? You can definitely do it."

"I will complete the mission." Draco raised his head and assured the Dark Lord in front of him.

"Good boy, I'm waiting for your good news." Voldemort waved his hand in a good mood, indicating that the father and son could return to their original seats.

After the meeting, Snape, who had been keeping a low profile throughout the whole process, went to the secret base of the Order of the Phoenix, while Bella blocked Greengrass at the entrance of the manor.

"What can I do for you, Mrs. Lestrange?" Greengrass' voice was flattering. In terms of qualifications, as a Death Eater who had just qualified to participate in the internal assembly, he was indeed inferior to this lady. too far.

"Warn your smart little daughter, I, the Lestrange family, are not tools that she can use casually." Bella threatened protectively.

After saying that, he ignored the confused man and apparated out of the manor.

She had already received Little Greengrass's letter. The war was about to begin. How could she pay attention to this boring jealousy? The most important thing is that she will never allow a young and beautiful pure-blood woman to appear in her master's sight.