[HP Fred] I was the school belle at Hogwarts

When George returned to the dormitory, he saw Charmander lying alone on the floor. He hurriedly took a closer look, and then accepted the fact that Charmander, who had been with him for three years, had completely left. His suppressed anger could no longer be controlled.

Why did he have to give in every time, why did he have to accommodate him every time, just because he started to foresee Fred's death over and over again in his dreams after the beginning of the third grade?

On the cold tombstone, his twin brother will always stay on May 1998, 5, at the age of 2.

He woke up time and time again and looked at the heartless Fred sleeping next door before he could fall asleep peacefully again.

He began to uncontrollably accommodate him, and they never had any real quarrels. He will help him earn endless gold galleons, even if his original dream is just a magic shop; he will help him chase the girl he likes, even if he also follows her heart; he will rack his brains for their reconciliation, even if There was a moment of joy in his heart.

Bullshit prophecy, Fred will live well, what right does he have to sympathize and make concessions?

He grabbed Fred's tie and pulled him up: "What the hell is wrong with you!"

Being grabbed by George unceremoniously made Fred feel a lot more comfortable. I don’t know which day started, but George suddenly started to give in to him. There were small fights between them every day, but there was no real quarrel anymore. Even if he knew that he was taking advantage of him, he didn’t care. He was treated by George. It’s so ridiculous that the “weak” are protected!

This was the first time in a long time that George looked at himself with such unyielding eyes.

This is right, he doesn't need the protection and humility from his younger brother.

Fred's eyebrows widened, and he punched him on the left cheek with a smile. George responded unceremoniously, and soon the two of them were fighting each other. The table and bench were overturned, and the ground was in a mess.

Fred couldn't even remember the last time they fought so freely. It might have been when he "accidentally" put fecal eggs into George's pumpkin juice in the second grade...

So missed.

In the cafeteria, a group of boys and girls went from chatting and laughing to looking at each other in silence, and finally everyone turned their expectant eyes to Lee Jordan.

Therefore, Li Jordan could only reluctantly give up the girl from the Badger Academy elementary school he had just struck up a conversation with, and resigned himself to his fate to find the two uncles.

What the hell are these two Weasleys doing! Don't let him go all the way. Fred was already on the road with him, but Fred smiled evilly and went to find George, saying that he had found a girlfriend for his brother.

The results of it? No one came!

Lee Jordan panted and climbed up the tower in one breath, pushed open the door and entered the bedroom.

Oh my god, is this a troll?

The tables and sofas were in a mess, his own sheets had been torn off, and soon he saw the culprit.

Two identical Weasleys walked back and forth on each other's miserable faces.

"What the hell are you doing?" He yelled and no one paid attention to him. Lee Jordan exited the lounge and planned to call a few foreign aids over. He didn't want his handsome face to be hurt by the quarrel.

Li closed the door and returned to the lounge: "The Weasley brothers are fighting!" His tone sounded a bit gloating, as if he was urging everyone to go watch the fun, and after watching, they started to cheer each other up.

"Who did you hit?"

"It's so tragic. Who is it?"

Several Gryffindors sitting on the sofa asked with gossipy faces.

"They were fighting!" Li emphasized.

Several boys opened their eyes, oh oh oh, there is a good show to watch! I have only seen them bullying people together, how could they ever have such an opportunity?

Several boys rushed to their dormitories. Lee Jordan shouted: "Stop fighting!" and was the first to open the door.

A group of people bumped into the door one after another. Li Jordan at the front was the worst, his face was squeezed out of shape, and his nose was bleeding...

Merlin's foot hair, my handsome nose, my handsome face, the damn twins actually locked the door!

In the dormitory, the twins were lying side by side, still in a state of excitement from the soaring adrenaline from the fight. Their chests were rising and falling violently, breathing hard to try to calm themselves down.

"If you raise your fist any higher, I'm going to be blind in my right eye." Fred rubbed his swollen cheekbones in pain.

"If you slap your hand a little further to the right, my right ear will be useless." George said angrily.

"You are so insidious in fighting now. If you can't beat me, you bite me. There are blood marks all over my arm."

"You are so shameless when you fight now. You pinch your waist and pull your hair. I'm going to be bald."

The two people looked at each other speechlessly, looking at each other's bruised nose and face, as if a switch had been triggered at the same time, they started laughing like fools, and finally they just bent down and hugged their stomachs, laughing so hard that tears burst out of their eyes.

"Ouch... I have a stomachache. I don't know if it was from your kick or from laughing."

"I can't open my mouth wide anymore, and I suspect you broke my jaw..."

The two brothers sat up and rested against each other, while rudely wiping the nosebleeds onto each other's clothes.

"Isn't it just a Charmander? I'll buy you a new one next month." Fred slapped George on the head.

"Get away." George tilted his head to avoid it. How could that be the same?

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, I shouldn't take it out on your Charmander."

"..." George lowered his head and sighed slightly.

From the time she met Sigrid until now, except for Valentine's Day after their relationship, the gifts she gave them both were actually very thoughtful. The only gifts given to George include a glove signed by the Irish team; a 100th anniversary hat; and a full set of Joko prank gifts. By the way, there is also a fifth grade exercise booklet.

But except for the little Charmander who was carefully taken care of, George took away the other gifts she gave him without much care.

"Then let Sigrid give you another one."

"Are you okay?" George rolled his eyes at Fred. Even if it's the same gift from the same person, how can it be the same?

The former was given to George as Sigrid.

The latter was given to his brother as Fred's girlfriend.

"Ahem - if you like her, we can compete fairly."

"Don't get involved in my affairs between the two of you." George held his forehead.

"you sure?"

"If you can't figure it out, tell me and I will take action! Stewart can only belong to Weasley~" George joked, ignoring the soreness in his heart.

"Hehe, then you have no chance." Fred smiled so hard that he couldn't help but laugh.

Once again the two brothers came to an understanding that they would not allow Sigrid to belong to anyone but themselves.

George patted his butt and stood up, reaching out to Fred on the ground: "It's my fault today, she is your girlfriend, I should keep a distance. However, she doesn't look good. So, go and see her. !”

"I don't want to see her now." Fred used his strength to stand up, but decided to give himself a few days to calm down, fearing that he would not be able to help saying something irreparable. Fred thought to himself: Now that he has identified with her, he shouldn't make each other unhappy. In the end, it won't be him.

The two of them cast several spells on each other, and restored the messy dormitory to normal, finally looking normal.

"Then let me tell them that the party is not going to go!" Fred patted George on the shoulder and walked towards the dormitory door.

Fred stood quietly by the door and opened it unexpectedly. As expected, a group of fools trying to eavesdrop rolled in like a stack of arhats.

Want to see a joke about the Weasley twins? Next life!

Fred walked around them in disgust and left the dormitory.

After Fred left, George carefully picked up the scrapped Charmander and reluctantly stroked it a few times before putting it in a box and putting it together with all the gifts the little witch had given him before.

fair play?

He had already quit when he acquiesced that Fred would reply to her on their behalf. Since Fred liked it, he would change it.

He had been searching at Hogwarts for three years, but he still couldn't find a girl who could make his heart beat again, because compared with her, they all became ordinary.

He was very restrained and tried his best to avoid being with the two of them without letting Fred notice it, and spent all his time on experiments... But it was normal for young people to have a heartbeat, not to mention she was so dazzling in the crowd. It was so hard not to notice her.

He touched the arm where Sigrid had wiped away the bloodstains with "Restore as before". It was as smooth as ever but seemed to be bitten by thousands of ants and the pain was unbearable. George couldn't help but use his fingers to re-scratch the original position. The bleeding marks made me feel a little bit better.

He found a roll of gauze, wrapped the arm, and lay back on the floor, using it to block the dazzling sunlight in front of his eyes. He closed his eyes to calm his mind, and a hot tear slowly slipped from his cheek and splashed down. On the ground, dissipated.

George said to himself in his heart, although your heart will still flutter when you see her now, and your heart will throb when you are hugged by her dependence, this kind of secret love can only be placed in Hogwarts after graduation.

Just graduate, it will be soon. As soon as he graduates, he will look for it...

The world is so big, there is always a girl who belongs to George.

--split line--

Sigrid didn't know how she got back to the dormitory. Her mind was dizzy, and she could only remember Fred's gloomy face, staring past her at George.

He didn't even want to look at her... They had done something so intimate less than twelve hours ago.

Holding the name tag in her hand, she hesitated for a long time, deleting, deleting, and subtracting but sending nothing.

When she first couldn't tell them apart, she never called them by name, until one of them started to become "the special one."

Especially when she would unconsciously look for him in the crowd, always thinking of him, feeling moved by him, losing sleep for him, and being cautious about him, she found that she could easily distinguish Fred.

This made her happy for a long time. She could distinguish the twins that everyone said were "identical" without any reason~

After she was able to recognize Fred, she could finally call him by his name without any scruples, and the smart Miss Stewart never made a mistake.

So this time, how should she explain that she recognized the wrong person?

And most importantly, did Fred really mind her being a Slytherin as much as he told himself?

You really can't blame Sigrid for overthinking it. There are too many people looking at them now, waiting to see them break up.

She knew that Fred's brother Ron Weasley had never liked her very much, and her friend Theodore also warned her not to be too affectionate before she was engaged.

In the academy, although they were suppressed, there were still rumors that Stuart dating a Gryffindor during this special period would only bring shame to the academy.

No one thinks much of them! They would only wonder when and how she and Fred broke up, and it became a way for the two houses to decide the winner.

Sigrid threw herself on the bed. She was really tired and wanted to sleep. When I close my eyes, there are only random guesses.

Can she and Fred really get married?

Will Fred forgive her this time?

If we break up...can we let her mention it?

Sigrid knocked herself on the head, really wanting to knock herself out and stop the speculation in her mind.