[HP Fred] I was the school belle at Hogwarts

In a dormitory in Gryffindor Tower.

The few singles tossed and turned and stared at the empty beds in the dormitory from time to time. Until 2: in the middle of the night, Li Jordan sat up with red and swollen eyes.

"Damn Fred, he really treated me like a goddess...I hate it so much..." The regret and grief in his tone made the listeners cry.

"Shut up." George interrupted ruthlessly.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Li Jordan was even more sad when he heard a voice that was almost the same as Fred's.

"I bet he won't come back tonight." Roommate Andrew bet enthusiastically.

"There's nothing to bet on. Only a fool comes back. How can he sleep so sweetly with his girlfriend in his arms?" Another roommate also came to join in the fun.

Several singles chatted back and forth until 3:.

At dawn the next day, Fred tiptoed back to the dormitory. Before his butt touched the bed, an arm strangled his neck from behind.

"Are you willing to come back? Tell me, are you going to spend the whole night with my goddess?"

Fred was a rare good-natured man who did not turn away from Lee Jordan, and replied with an unsatisfied look on his face: "Yes, all night long."

When Fred turned his head, Li and several other roommates noticed his tie at a glance. It was actually green, green, green... green, Slytherin green.

It was self-evident who it was. Although she had been mentally prepared, Yan Gou, as a goddess, still broke through her defense.

Li wrote "You are not human" on his face, and pointed at the tip of Fred's nose with his trembling index finger: "You actually untied her tie!!"

"It's just a token exchange between lovers." Fred said seriously, don't be too proud, let alone the tie, I even unbuttoned the secret button...

After mercilessly swatting away a few paws that tried to get their hands on the "Snake Flower" token, Fred noticed that there was another bed that was also empty.

"By the way, where's George?"

"He thought we were too noisy last night, so he went out to sleep."

"Is the birthday party tonight confirmed? I won't attend!" All he could think about now was his girlfriend, and he wanted to be with her 24 hours a day, but Sigrid clearly refused to attend a party where all lions were present.

"No, why don't you two participate?" Li Jordan quickly advised him.

He was even more anxious than the two principals. The time, place and even the invitation list had been drawn up for them. How could he cancel it?

"Georgie isn't going either?" Fred was a little confused.

"Come on, please! Otherwise, in the name of our party? How can we invite single girls to participate?" The other two roommates also looked at him eagerly.

He had just tried hard with Sigrid in the morning, but it ended in failure. She was determined to distance herself from Gryffindor.

"Then... okay." Fred reluctantly agreed.

Fred, whose brain circuits were controlled by dopamine, had obviously forgotten that every birthday party in previous years was a pleasant small feast. After all, they never lacked friends. As a girlfriend, Sigrid only attended once.

Forget it, anyway, judging from her attitude of staying away from him this morning, I guess there will be no chance to be alone in the next two days, so let's give these singles a chance to have an affair!

The most important thing is George. He must find a way to marry George before graduation.

He recently made a major discovery. A beautiful school girl from Badger Academy would always "accidentally" pass by the two of them. You know that this good land is exclusive to the seniors, so her purpose is obviously self-evident!

He couldn't help but call her after a "passing by", which actually scared her away.

Fred watched the frightened little badger run away with great interest, and then teased George: "This elementary school girl definitely has a crush on you!"

Although George responded perfunctorily to him at the time: "I guess she has a crush on you.", he still happily helped George get information.

Until George gritted his teeth and threatened him: "If you keep asking around, I will tell Sigrid that you are very interested in Miss Sweet from Badger Yard."

Fred could only give up the idea of ​​bringing the two together for the time being, but he persisted in making a note of Miss Sweet. Next time they have a party, they will definitely call this lady over to let George get to know her.

Now, the opportunity has come, their birthday party!

Fred asked Aaliya several times to help him invite this elementary school girl. Everything went smoothly, except for Master George!

--split line--

On the morning of April 1st, Sigrid was woken up by her sore wrists and burning palms. Fred actually took some time out of his busy schedule to greet her with a smile, "Good morning, little snake~"

Seeing her wake up made him noticeably more excited.

She looked at her watch and was speechless for a while. She fell asleep at four o'clock after taking a bath at night, and it was only after six o'clock now.

"Aren't you tired?"

"It doesn't matter, you can sleep on your own." He just thought she cared about him.

"I don't feel comfortable with you like this." She pulled her hand away.

Fred stopped and looked at her seriously, and suggested: "How about using your legs!"

Her hand couldn't move anymore, and the dull pain reminded her that she had better endure it!

After Fred let go of her hand with satisfaction, she used his robe as a rag in disgust, wiped it carefully, used a few more times to clean it up, and prepared to leave the Room of Requirement.

"Don't leave yet, we have a birthday party tonight, will you come?" Fred approached him expectantly.

"No!" Sigrid pushed away the head in front of her. She didn't need to think twice to know that those of her friends were either Quidditch teammates or DA members, and they were not in the same group as her.

"What's the point of a birthday party without you? I won't go either. It's better to stay comfortable in the laboratory!"

"Not all your friends may welcome me, and I don't want to bring trouble on myself." She complained angrily. Don't think she doesn't know. In DA's eyes, no Slytherin is innocent. They are all Umbridge's lackeys and accomplices of the investigation team.

"Who wouldn't welcome you? Tell me, I won't invite him!" Fred asked.

"Anyway, all the celebrations for your birthday here are over now!" Sigrid didn't leave any room for maneuver and just wanted to go back before most of her classmates got up.

Fortunately, the journey back went smoothly. She emerged from the invisibility cloak at the basement stairs and waved her hand to the air behind her: "Have a nice evening~" After saying that, she disappeared at the end of the corridor with her brisk steps.

Susie looked at her roommate who was very nervous since entering the dormitory early in the morning. There were a lot of questions and jokes in her mind, and she could only hold them back.

She couldn't ask, her roommate looked a little more "pure" than wizards of the same age. As far as she knows, traditional wizarding families generally popularize sex, education, and some contraceptive measures at the age of thirteen or fourteen (although the fertility rate of wizards is extremely low.), but the Stewart family may not be in this category. Maybe the Greeks have some sacred religious tradition!

Seeing that Susie didn't ask any questions, Sigrid breathed a sigh of relief. She went into the bathroom, washed herself carefully again, and put on light makeup again. Exactly two hours had passed.

Sigrid packed her schoolbag and waited at the door: "Let's go, Suzy, it's time for us to eat."

"Um...don't you need to change your tie?" Susie reminded hesitantly.

"However, red suits you quite well~"

Sigrid then belatedly looked at herself in the full-length mirror. She immediately scolded Fred in her mind with a dozen vicious words that she racked her brains to come up with.

Why is her tie red? It's so ugly! ! ! ! ! !

Fred, this bastard, must have cast the Ignore Charm, otherwise how could he have foolishly worn it back to the dormitory.

She actually wore a Gryffindor tie back to the dormitory?

Sigrid pretended that Fred's tie was him, took it off with gritted teeth, balled it up and threw it into the trash can.

For three days, no, at least five days, she would never talk to him.

Entering the cafeteria, she saw her boyfriend sitting and eating with a group of men and women from the Quidditch team. The circle centered around the twins was full of laughter and laughter. I really don't know what they were having fun with all day long.

As if he noticed her attention, Fred suddenly turned his head and looked over, giving her a smile with eight big white teeth visible. The bright green tie around his neck was extremely dazzling.

"Change your tie, you look ugly in green." She lowered her head and sent him a message quietly.

"No, I just like green. 』

"Go buy it yourself and give it back to me."

"No, your tie smells good. 』

"I'll give you perfume."

"No, yours smells better." 』

If Sigrid doesn't get her tie back, she can only remember him severely in her heart. Five days is too short, she shouldn't talk to him for ten days.

Fred didn't feel proud for long. Just after breakfast, he was caught by Professor McGonagall who was coming towards him.

The serious dean changed his green tie into the Gryffindor color without waiting for him to take precautions. He also deducted 2 precious points from Gryffindor on the grounds of "irregular wearing of school uniforms".

Li, Andrew and others who were with him wanted to laugh but didn't dare, and almost suffered internal injuries. Fortunately, Fred was focused on his tie and had no time to care about them.

Fred comforted himself that even if the color was changed, it would still be the same tie, still smelling like a snake.

Fragrant~

Sigrid, who looked calm and composed, had been in a daze throughout the whole day of class, and her attention was always accidentally attracted to her right hand.

Her delicate hands... her exquisite manicure... actually touched there, twice! ! !

It's unbelievable. What has she done? ? ? ?

Her - hands - were shaking. It seemed like I could smell that indescribable smell and sticky feel again.

It was better for Sigrid to hold No Longer Pure's wrist with her other hand. Merlin, the last time she disliked this hand so much was when she was helping the dean deal with slugs in the first year.

The little witch couldn't wash her hands in class and opened her hand cream again and applied it carefully.

Fortunately, she insisted on closing her eyes at that time, otherwise she would have to wear eye drops for a day to feel calm.