HP Dear Miss Freak

"What does a wedding mean? At least it means I want to give you a home, our home."

"I'm not talking about you, Sirius." Sylvia waved her wand and ironed the suit in front of her, "If you become the best man, you won't be able to marry."

"What a mess?" Sirius was straightening his hair in the mirror.

"Would you like to be a best man when I get married? That way you won't have to think about it for the rest of your life." Sylvia smiled cheerfully.

"Don't be too serious, today is your sister's wedding." Sirius turned around and tapped her on the head.

Since the battle of the Astronomy Tower, there has been no such happy atmosphere for too long. Dumbledore's funeral was like a wake-up call for everyone. Hogwarts, the Ministry of Magic, and even the Order of the Phoenix were in a state of extraordinary trepidation.

On a sunny day this summer, Remus announced his and Dora's upcoming wedding.

"I don't think Dora is as excited as you are. I don't know if you thought you were going to marry Moonface." Sylvia smirked and avoided his hand.

"You really need to be beaten, don't you?" Sirius tugged at his cuffs as if he really wanted to do something, but quickly tidied up his shirt.

"I know you're happy." Sylvia helped him bring the suit, "One is your niece, the other is your good buddy, you are a double chef ecstasy!"

"Are you really going to talk like this with a lot of words that I don't understand?" Sirius smiled helplessly.

Sylvia is also happy, of course, she is even happier when she sees Sirius happy. Of course he should have come to this wedding, of course he should have come to witness the love of his niece and good buddy, of course he should have enjoyed such joy.

"I'm so good!" Sylvia couldn't help but admire herself.

She didn't expect how much happiness he would witness when she rescued Sirius, just like she didn't expect the joy she met at the Ministry of Magic when she rescued Cedric.

She didn't think so much, she just thought that she could save one or the other. But looking at the now beaming Sirius, unnecessary loss began again.

Thanks for being saved.

How many midnight dreams did she have trouble falling asleep with these emotions?

Fortunately, we still have more time with each other.

Sylvia reached out to help her uncle sort out the suit as well.

Survive.

She can't imagine a day when her greatest hope is really just to survive. Not a joke, not a mockery of this awful society. Just looking at her beloved people and sincerely praying that we can all have more time together.

"What's great?" Sirius squinted incomprehensibly.

"Mad-Eye let us go and promote disinformation. Not only did I convince the Department that we would move Harry on his birthday, but I even made everyone in the Auror Department in Moody's name Help. Now they all believe it." Sylvia quickly added.

"The Death Eaters have invaded the Ministry of Magic, and there are likely to be a lot of eyeliners that we didn't expect. You also need to be careful not to reveal your secrets." Sirius reminded, "Don't blame me for being long-winded, you now estimate It's their thorn in the side and a breakthrough, so be careful with me!"

"I know." Sylvia shrugged, "Actually, I'm ready for the downfall of the Ministry of Magic."

"What new news do you have? Why didn't Kingsley tell us?" Sirius frowned.

I saw the news of the original.

"Like you said, the Ministry is mostly their eyeliner. The Death Eaters must be trying to disintegrate the Ministry of Magic, and even say that the power is in their hands." Via explained, "And you know a lot of Death Eaters coming out of Azkaban, right? And apparently the Ministry of Magic has blocked it."

"So it is urgent to transfer Harry." Sirius sighed, his eyes instantly filled with anxiety.

"We can definitely find a perfect solution." Sylvia patted his shoulder in relief, "Look at each meeting, we are more refined than the last."

"It must be foolproof." Sirius shook his head slowly, "To be honest, Searle, do you think our current idea is perfect enough?"

Sylvia dare not say whether it is perfect enough.

She has been unable to sit out and breathe in countless meetings of the Order of the Phoenix. It is precisely because the follow-up "Seven Harrys" is good enough, but there are still such sad results. And she was helpless again.

How can I guarantee anything?

Dumbledore was in deep sleep most of the time due to the curse. If Norman wasn't comforting Sylvia, it wouldn't be a coma.

They solved the curse for Dumbledore according to the method of the notes and ancient books. But this is also their first attempt. Like Dumbledore said, they won't necessarily succeed, and it may all be in vain.

"Did you know that Harry was going to drop out of school to find a Horcrux?" Sirius asked.

"Hermione mentioned it to me." Sylvia nodded, "What do you think?"

"What do you think?" Sirius asked rhetorically.

“I admire him,” Sylvia said.

"When he was talking to me about the idea, he made me see prongs." Sirius nodded frequently, "I'm always easily persuaded by James." He rubbed Rubbing the back of his head, "Also, this is what his proud son should look like."

Sylvia pressed Sirius' shoulders, hoping it would give him some relief. Thinking of the last time he was the best man, it was the wedding of James and Lily, who were also envious of others. She suddenly seemed to see what kind of life their family would have in a world without Voldemort and Death Eaters.

"I gave Harry a double-sided mirror." Sirius patted Sylvia's hand, "I told him at least let me make sure he was safe."

"That means a lot to him, Sirius." Sylvia smiled.

"Okay, go to your sister to see if there is anything to help. I'm going to entertain the guests." Sirius didn't seem to want this emotion to affect them for too long. He tapped her on the shoulder and left.

It only takes a small wedding for the newlyweds to reach a consensus and invite familiar relatives and friends to witness it together.

Sylvia adjusted her mood and pushed open her sister's door: "My dear baby sister, I'm here!"

"Oh Merlin! Are you trying to scare me to death?" Dora's hair suddenly turned from pink to flaming red, "If you are free, go see if Mommy needs any Help, she's going to have to eat so much, you know it's a disservice for me to go! And I'm a bride today, so I shouldn't be there. I'll just sit here and wait..."

"You are too nervous." Sylvia smiled and took the door and sat down beside her, "Hey, if you rub your gloves again, the holes will break."

"No way!" Dora stared, but her momentum quickly dropped, "Oh well, don't make fun of me."

"When I get married, you will make fun of me too." Sylvia said generously.

"Time is fast, right?" Dora looked at her sister and softened her voice, "How come we are past the age of pointing at the TV and saying who we are going to marry in the future? already?"

"No. I'm still pointing at the TV and saying I want to marry Kimura Takuya." Sylvia blinked and said seriously, "Yes, I'm talking about me and Kimura Takuya's wedding."

"You laugh to death." It is rare for Dora to have such a doting look, and it is rare for Dora to gently rub her sister's head, "Alright, you have always been so mindless. well."

"Why don't you scold me, I'm not used to it." Sylvia smiled and hugged her shoulders. The two sisters looked at themselves and each other in the mirror together, "Actually, we look alike, don't we?"

"Don't change." Dora just smiled and rolled her eyes, "You are quietly becoming like me, do you think I can't see it? Jonmagus?"

"I just want to be emotional." Sylvia smiled and took back the trick.

"You know the current situation..." Dora slowed down and took Sylvia's hand, "I don't know what I'm afraid of, but I just hope to get married soon ."

"What are you afraid of? I'm afraid your old man is not too young." Sylvia rolled her eyes and joked with a smile.

Dora looked at her sister and smiled as she accepted the statement. I don't know since when, death has become a taboo for everyone. That's the deepest fear that breeds in everyone, so brave people don't talk about it. It's like this, you can forget about the loss, and you can avoid losing again.

"Bill and Fleur are getting married too." Sylvia said and stretched her waist, "Why do I have such a happy event?"

"You and Fred have two weddings."

"It's mainly because he's busy, don't you think I'm dying?"

"Speaking of which, have you ever talked about marriage?"

Dora asked, Sylvia shook her head.

"Aunt Molly asked me quietly once, to test Fred and I's thoughts." Sylvia sighed softly, "But...sister, you know what? ? It suddenly made me feel bad at that moment. Like if we didn't hurry up to get married, we'd have... regrets."

She was struggling to find the right wording.

"Actually, that's what Remus and I thought."

"Don't think so!" Sylvia stood up suddenly.

"I'm in the Auror Ministry, Remus often goes out to work for the Order of the Phoenix, and now the Ministry of Magic is very **** werewolves. We have long thought about what our future might look like." La is also trying to find the right wording, "Our wedding came so quickly and we were unprepared, just because we thought about it and still felt...don't want...in case..."

"You and I understand. We never know what will happen in the next second." Dora squeezed her hand, "Only one thing will not change, you and I will always protect each other, and This family, and every family member."

"You are sick." Sylvia pursed her lips, "You got married today, what are you talking about?"

"Forgive me, Searle. I can't help but want to say something when I look at you." Dora smiled wryly and shrugged, "You know, if I don't say something to you, I just keep holding it in my heart.”

"I can tell you. What your future will be like." Sylvia said in an irrefutable tone, "You will have a lovely child who will inherit your disguise. Magus, it will be assigned to Hufflepuff, go to Hufflepuff, we have enough Gryffindors in our family." She raised her chin, "That must be the most Hufflepuff. Excellent student because he has parents who are proud of him. Every year on September 1st, your family will appear on platform nine and three quarters together."

"What about you? What about your future?" Dora asked.

Sylvia choked.

"Do you understand how I feel?" Dora smiled helplessly, "It's always easier to console others than to console yourself. But you and I both know that there are too many uncertainties that make us dare not Looking forward to a very bright future.”

"What are you doing!" Sylvia's nose was sour, and she shook off her hand, "I won't tell you, I'm leaving."

"I tell you." Dora pulled her back again, "the owner of the best trick shop in the UK and the heroic warrior and Miss Auror. You will be the most enviable That couple. Hogwarts freshmen read your saga and envy your kids for having parents like you. And your kids will be like you, giving professors a headache but loving it. Wait till On September 1, let's go send the children to school together."

Sylvia raised her head and covered her mouth, not wanting to let herself cry. She held her sister's hand tighter and tighter.

"My sister is not so qualified. I always like to say that you are not good or bad, but I want to tell you today that you are very good, Ciel." Dora Laughing and pulling her back to sit down, "There have been countless nights where I've been so anxious that I can't sleep. But when I think about my sister, she's an Auror like me and loyal to the Order of the Phoenix like me. We share weal and woe together. , we support each other. When I think of you and me fighting by my side, I have the courage to face everything.”

Sylvia smiled, glanced at her sister complainingly, and conjured a small bottle with her wand and handed it to her: "You love me so much, remember what it is?"

"The drift bottle you wished on on your seventh birthday? Didn't you say you put it in the Thames?" Dora smiled and turned the bottle in her hand.

"Forget it the next day." Sylvia smiled embarrassedly, "Open it and take a look."

"I open?" Dora was a little surprised, but she opened the bottle obediently and took out the small note inside.

The ink marks clearly and distinctly read:

"In the next lifetime, I will be Nymphadora's sister."

Sylvia watched the change in the expression on her sister's face like a show, and it was not so easy for a bride to hold back from crying and spend her own makeup.

"At that time I was always in love with you and called you Nymphadora." Sylvia looked at the note and smiled.

"I thought you really didn't like me before." Dora squeezed the corners of her eyes and raised the corners of her mouth, "It was so annoying when I was a child, we quarreled every day."

"I didn't expect that, right?" Sylvia realized that she was also crying.

"I didn't expect it." Dora put the note again, "After so many years, your words are not as good-looking as they were back then."

"Bullshit!"

The two sisters laughed, and the light spots scattered by the plane trees outside the window fell on their smiling faces, and bright light reflected in their eyes.

"Let's go." Sylvia looked at the time, "Dad should give his beloved daughter to the groom."

"I promise you." Dora took her hand and stood up, "In the next life, I will be your sister. Maybe I don't have to be so much older, but I still want to do it anyway. elder sister."

"The next life is still early!" Sylvia raised her voice and shouted, she didn't know whether she was speaking to her sister or to this unfair fate, "We Discuss slowly. Maybe I want to be a sister for a time."

Dora brought a bouquet and her sister appeared in the crowd. She took her father's arm and walked towards her groom affectionately to the music. When Ted handed her over to Remus, she accidentally stumbled and didn't stand still, but fortunately her beloved man grabbed her hand just right and didn't embarrass her.

She knows better than anyone that Remus is always protecting her in the most gentle way.

This will never change.

Her careless personality has not changed. As a result, she was distracted and looked at her sister when she was reading the oath. The girl who grew up fighting with her was crying beside her red-haired boy as if she was not convinced when she was a child.

The beautiful bride laughed and was about to cry.

She's just finished saying "I do", she's just exchanged vowed kisses, she's just facing everyone with the groom—

To be precise, it was more about watching the crying Sylvia.

Are you really my little friend?

Dora held back her tears, because she kept telling herself "I'm a sister, I have to be more mature, I can't be like that little fool".

Although she couldn't hold back during the toasting session, she couldn't help crying and laughing when she was helping Sylvia wipe away her tears. Because the little geek kept saying hilarious and angry things to Remus. Similar to something like "Who is so lucky to marry my sister? Why is it you! Moon face! Damn!"

Fred pulled his girl dumbfoundedly, saying sorry to everyone.

"Woooooo my sister is married!" Sylvia didn't know why she couldn't control herself. Her parents did not expect that she was the one who cried the most.

But Dora obviously thought about it, and she gave Sylvia a long, long hug.

Searle, my dear sister.

I received my best wedding gift ever.

The author has something to say:

The wedding of Dora and Remus was not written in the original book, so I personally wanted to write about it.

Sirius can be his best man again, great, he should be there.

Is it a daily chapter? Afterwards, it is a thrilling scene.

I'm going to let the Harry trio go out, I think he has a mission, he still has to go out. After all, Xiao Ha is also one of the Horcruxes, and Lao Deng will still let him know about it.

The processing part of the original book is all my own thoughts, and you can also communicate with me.

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Lanxi; 7 bottles of Arleia; 5 bottles of cheesecake with milkshake; 1 bottle of Yan Xizhou;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!