[HP Fred] I was the school belle at Hogwarts

"Good afternoon, sir, what would you like to order?" The waiter in the coffee shop stood respectfully and asked with a smile.

"Thank you, I'll order later." Fred politely refused. It was his first time in a place like this. He looked around secretly. There was no particularly luxurious decoration here, but there was a warm feeling everywhere. This time shop There weren't many customers here, and Fred secretly thought that Sigrid would like it here.

He moved his neck and body slightly, and looked out the door through the floor-to-ceiling windows from time to time. He was afraid that she wouldn't show up, and he was also afraid that she would suddenly appear before he was ready.

The door was pushed open with a "creak", and the sensor door bell also responded with a "welcome" greeting.

Fred's heart beat a beat faster, and his head involuntarily followed the sound, focusing on the figure coming in from the door.

After not seeing her for half a year, she is still as charming and pretty as in the impression, but if you look closely, you can already see her grown-up style.

Fred suddenly stood up and waved in the direction of the little witch. He suppressed the excitement in his heart and said, "Here, Sigrid!"

Sigrid found him in response, paused at the door, couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, and walked towards Fred's direction with determination, her steps becoming much lighter even without realizing it.

Fred opened the seat for her in a gentlemanly manner, and Sigrid seemed to smell the faint lemon fragrance on his body as he suddenly closed the distance.

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"How...how was your vacation? Did you have a good time?" Fred asked with concern in his eyes.

"I'm fine..." The familiar voice of concern touched the softness in my heart, and suddenly a feeling of grievance came up, and the sourness swelled.

After thinking about it for a long time, she still swallowed in her throat the fear and despair she felt before she was petrified and the pessimism she felt during a month at St. Mungo's.

"That's good..." Seeing the little witch's hesitant expression, Fred lowered his head unconsciously and sorted out his emotions.

"What about you, is Egypt fun?" Sigrid changed the subject.

"It's fun. There are various cursed cemeteries, mummies, the Sphinx... there are pyramids... and temples... there are mummies." Fred frowned and tried to remember his experience in Egypt.

"Pfft!" Sigrid on the opposite side couldn't help but laugh, interrupting his train of thought.

"Oh... I told you about the mummy," Fred said angrily. He was usually the most eloquent, but now he was at a loss for words.

"Egypt sounds cool!" Sigrid answered with a smile.

Fred looked at Sigrid's smiling face, and the corners of his mouth also cracked...

"Do you two need to order something?" the waiter bowed and asked, interrupting their giggles!

"What do you want?" Fred stopped giggling and asked Sigrid for her opinion.

Sigrid looked at the waiter, and she immediately said considerately, "In addition to coffee, tea, wine, beer and other drinks, our store also provides customers with a series of pastries and bread." She handed the menu to her. she.

The two simply ordered their meals, and Fred finally remembered the main purpose of this trip.

He placed the gift he had prepared in front of her. "This is your belated birthday gift, Miss Stewart!" Fred said seriously.

"Open it and take a look." There was a sly smile on his face.

I have to say that this gift looked quite big, so Sigrid opened the package with a smile.

It is a girl's bedroom made of pure wood. One side of the outer wall has been removed, and you can see the panoramic view of the room. It is fully equipped with a sofa, coffee table, wardrobe, dresser and bed. There is also a pocket-sized witch with the same hair color as Sigrid. The doll lies on the bed with its eyes closed.

Sigrid looked doubtfully at Fred, who was staring at her expectantly, waiting for him to explain what interesting invention this time was.

Fred said proudly, "Our last trip to the Muggle world gave us inspiration. We found that girls in the Muggle world all like this. They call it 'Barbie'."

Looking at the little witch's original expression, Fred continued, "So Fred and I planned to use magic to make a Barbie doll. This is the first finished product. Please forgive us for using your face to build it without your permission." mold."

Sigrid heard this and looked closely at the "Barbie Doll". She was curious about what Fred saw her like.

"'Sissy, are you ready?' This is its spell," Fred could only dictate to her because underage wizards were not allowed to use magic outside of school.

"When you finish reciting the spell, she will wake up. You can tell her where you are going to go today, and she will automatically put on clothes and shoes suitable for the location. You can also make her clothes yourself." Fred said more and more. Excited "How was it? Isn't it great?"

"It sounds great. I have to try it out and tell you my opinion." Sigrid considered it.

"But, I'm more curious about why her name is Sissy?" She asked with confusion before Fred could respond.

"I...I named it randomly," he said vaguely when the little witch actually asked her name. After saying that, he quickly interrupted, "Don't you like it?"

"No, I was just asking." Sigrid shook her head in denial.

"Actually, I have another gift I want to give you," Fred suddenly said mysteriously, "George and I have been trying to figure it out for more than half a year, and it's still in post-production. We want to promote it to the entire Hogwarts."

"Can't you reveal something?" Sigrid's curiosity was piqued by his words.

"It's confidential, this is a cooperative project with the school newspaper." He told her everything he could reveal.

"Okay, then I'll wait and see." She was even more curious when she thought it was the school newspaper edited by Lindsay Hall. After all, her gifts always surprise her every time.

The two of them tasted coffee and ate small cakes. They sat there from the bright sun to the setting sun, and their youthful looks could be vaguely seen through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Fred, I'll leave first. See you at school!" Sigrid said goodbye to him with a faint smile.

"Okay, see you at school!" Fred said goodbye reluctantly.

Looking at the little witch's retreating figure, Fred couldn't help but want to confirm, "Sigrid, are we on a date today?"

The little witch stopped, as if thinking about something.

"The kind of date between a man and a woman..." Fred added vigorously.

After a long time, the little witch with her back to him turned her head nervously, said "Idiot - Fred" and ran away.

After returning home and closing the bedroom door, Sigrid finally threw herself on the soft big bed, covered her feverish face with the quilt, and rolled around several times before calming down her turbulent mood.

"Sigrid, you have to control yourself," the little witch muttered to herself as she looked at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling.

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"Fred, are you back?" Hearing the sound of the door opening and closing, George, who was sitting at the table with his head down tinkering with new inventions, asked casually without even looking at him.

"Well..." Fred indulged himself in bed with relief.

"How is she?" George turned around and asked after the conversation was over for the time being.

"Hmm..." Fred replied mechanically.

"Have you been soul-robbed again?" George teased, looking at Fred who was completely relaxed and comfortable after a long absence.

"Well..." George's response was still this ambiguous word.

George secretly sighed that there was no chatting today!

However, it seems that Sigrid should be fine, and the relationship between the two may have gone further.

On September 9st, all the little wizards finally boarded the train again and started their trip to Hogwarts in the new semester!

Because she had made an appointment with Susie in advance, Sigrid met her little sister at the station. The bad feelings at the end of last semester seemed to have disappeared, and the two became close sisters again.

"Sigrid Stewart, you secretly become beautiful behind my back!" Susie sincerely praised and said bitterly, "I'm so jealous!"

"Pfft, you're too exaggerated." Sigrid laughed at the speed of Susie's face change.

After the door opened, the two of them did not rush in. After most of the little wizards had entered, they entered the train one after another calmly.

They had taken the train back and forth several times and were not as worried about finding a good seat as they had been the last few times.

There were two or three little wizards in most of the compartments. The two passed by many compartments and greeted many acquaintances.

Maybe it was because her petrification was so sensational that many wizards who saw her passing by couldn't help but lower their voices, pretending to be nonchalant while chatting with the people around them while secretly looking at her.

But Sigrid no longer wants to know what they think of her. Just be happy. This is the psychological hint she gives herself every day during the holiday.

"Is there anyone here, classmate?" Susie found a carriage with only one person sitting in it. The little wizard inside was tall, elegant and well-dressed.

He was stunned for a moment and turned back, with a polite smile on his face, and said softly, "Of course not, you can do it yourself!"

Sigrid and Susie looked at each other tacitly, suppressed their emotions, and politely thanked, "Thank you, senior!"

It was actually Cedric Diggory, who had been welded to death on the throne of school lord!

Is this some kind of bad luck? The two of them were a little unbelievable. After all, Cedric was surrounded by a group of friends at all times. He was so popular! There were times when he was alone.

"Hello, I am Cedric Diggory, a fifth-year Hufflepuff student." Although they should recognize him by their looks, Cedric introduced himself out of politeness.

"Hello, senior, I am Suzy Nelson, a third-year Slytherin student," Suzy said, pretending to be calm.

"Hello, senior, I am Sigrid Stewart, a third-year Slytherin student," Sigrid also secretly said happily.

"Miss Nelson, Miss Stewart, nice to meet you!" Cedric would look at each other's eyes seriously when speaking, giving people a feeling of being valued.

Both of them sighed in their hearts. He was worthy of being a school idol. His charisma was really top-notch. He was a person who could easily let people off guard.

"Senior, why are you alone?" Su Xi couldn't help but ask as she looked at the handsome and elegant school president.

"This is the prefect's box," Cedric explained cheerfully.

Sigrid and Susie were suddenly a little embarrassed. They had accidentally taken advantage of the prefect's privileges...

"It's okay, I welcome you all," Cedric said to resolve the embarrassment, "I'm feeling bored too!"

The two little witches immediately breathed a sigh of relief and looked at him gratefully, exclaiming again, "Cedric is so nice!" 』

"Congratulations, senior, for becoming a prefect." Both of them heartily congratulated the handsome guy opposite.

Susie and Sigrid chatted happily about their summer vacation, and occasionally Cedric would speak a few words at the right time, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Just as their conversation ranged from monster books to wanted posters all over Britain's wizarding world, a faint, whistling-like sound came from somewhere.

The three of them looked at each other in confusion, with an unknown feeling.

Cedric took out his wand alertly, followed closely by the two little Slytherin witches.

They had not been on alert for long when suddenly the scenery outside the window became empty and dark, as if it was covered by thick clouds.

Then the train went slower and slower. When the noise of the piston stopped, the wind and rain outside the window seemed louder than usual.

"Is it here? It shouldn't be" Susie frowned in confusion.

Before the other two people could say anything, all the lights in the entire carriage went out, and the whole world went dark.

Suzy and Sigrid were close together, holding each other's hands without their wands.

Suddenly feeling very cold, as if she had returned to the second before she was stared at by the basilisk, Sigrid shivered uncontrollably.

Susie held her hand and clearly felt Sigrid's trembling and the sweat on her palms. Susie lowered her voice and asked concernedly, "Are you okay, Sigrid?"

"No...yes" Sigrid murmured softly.

Cedric on the opposite side approached them, "Don't worry, I'm here!" Cedric said word by word.

The sound penetrated the darkness, making Sigrid feel a moment of warmth.

With the comfort of her two companions, Sigrid's mood eased and she comforted herself, "It's okay, Syl, at least you're not alone this time."

Suddenly, a cloak-shaped shadow suddenly extended from the ceiling - it was a face completely hidden under the hood.

Then a hand stretched out from under the cloak flickered in the firelight. It looked like mud and was scarred, like a corpse soaked in water...

Sigrid pulled Susie back involuntarily and closed her eyes tightly.

She was about to be swallowed up by the cold and darkness...

I don't know how much time passed, but Sigrid, who had her eyes closed tightly, felt a dazzling white light - the lights of the carriage turned on.

She opened her eyes, and after a moment of dizziness passed, she realized that the three of them were close together, and Cedric's hand was still on their shoulders in a protective posture.

"Are you okay, Sigrid?"

"Are you okay Stuart?"

Two little wizards who were as pale as her asked her nervously and concernedly.

Maybe she looked too scared just now, which startled both of them.

"I'm fine." Sigrid leaned back on the seat mechanically as if she was frozen.

"Eat a candy" Cedric took out a handful of candies from his bag.

"Thank you, senior!" Susie took it and quickly opened one and fed it to the confused Sigrid next to her.

Sigrid stiffly opened her mouth and swallowed, but no taste came out.

The train made the familiar "clang, clack, clack" sound again, and it took ten minutes for her to relax her nervousness and answer a few questions from Susie and Cedric.

With a "bang", the door was pushed open violently, and a familiar red-haired man suddenly appeared in front of them.

It was Fred Weasley. His hair was soaked with sweat at the moment, and two buttons of his collar were casually ripped open. He stared at Sigrid and took a deep breath.

"Can I help you, Mr. Weasley?" Cedric asked with concern, not minding the door being opened roughly.

"Sorry, I'm looking for someone," he said through his teeth. After speaking, he glanced at Sigrid again before closing the door softly and leaving.

Sigrid looked at the expressions of the other two people in the carriage, and after a minute she thought carefully and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Looking at Sigrid who stood up and was about to open the sedan door, Susie pulled her and asked, "Do you need me to accompany you?"

"Thank you, I'm much better!" Sigrid forced out a smile and walked out quietly.

Sure enough, Fred Weasley was leaning on the car diagonally opposite, staring intently at her car.

Seeing Sigrid push open the door and come out, he withdrew his dazed gaze, moved his back away from the carriage, and straightened his body.

Before the little witch could speak, he stepped forward without saying a word, grabbing her wrist and walking towards the corridor inside. Maybe it was because these were all prefect carriages and no one was in the corridor. They quickly arrived at the two carriages. 's junction.

Seeing Sigrid's pitiful expression, he had to close his eyes and suppress his anger and weakness. After brewing for a long time, he gently opened his mouth, "Are you okay just now?"

"I was a little scared at the time, but luckily Susie and senior Cedric were here, and it's much better now." Sigrid tried to explain clearly, so that this Fred could quickly change back to the Fred she was familiar with.

He nodded solemnly, "It's okay!" He loosened his grip on his wrist, and when he let go, he couldn't help but brush the back of the little witch's hand and pinch her fingertips.

Sigrid thought to herself that she was getting cold all over, but he was actually hot...

He seemed to want to hold her hand, but in the end he just squeezed her fingertips slightly and took it back.

It felt like there was a lot to say, but in the end they said nothing. The two of them leaned against the carriage window and watched the scenery flashing by outside. This strange atmosphere was not interrupted until they heard Hagrid's familiar and loud voice.

Hogwarts is coming and she's back!

"Sigrid, go back and change your clothes!" Fred said softly while restraining his emotions.

Fred followed her three or five steps behind her. He didn't look away until she entered the box and walked back.

He started to look for her a little uneasily when he heard the weird whistle. He couldn't find her when it got darker outside until it was completely dark...

His fear reached its peak when he saw the cloaked shadows, and he even wondered if these shadows would kidnap her...

Until he held on to his last hope and found her in the prefect's box, and felt her quietly in the quiet corridor. The feeling of being lost and found accumulated little by little, making his whole heart full, and he wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. .

From uneasiness to fear and finally mixed emotions, this short journey felt like the end of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Fred returned to the box, changed his soaked clothes into his school uniform, and then recovered all his thoughts.

He began to have an idea. He wanted to invent something that could feel her emotions at all times, sense her danger, and most importantly, know where she was for the first time!

He laughed at himself, "This terrible need for control, Fred, you are becoming less and less like yourself."