hogwarts rose

That night, Tria slept extremely uncomfortable. She always felt that there were two dumbbells pressing on her stomach, making her unable to turn over.

This also caused the sky outside to fully light up when she opened her eyes.

【What is this scenario? ? ? 】

It took Triya a full 3 minutes to figure out her situation.

Across her belly were two strong, flowing, but heavy arms.

And the owner of the arm was sticking to her side, one left and one right, sleeping soundly.

[Damn twins! 】

Triya hesitated for a second, and then decisively kicked the two kidnappers off the bed.

"Who will explain to me?"

Triya's voice was very low, and she covered her head with some headaches, and she was still groggy due to lack of sleep.

The moment George and Fred were kicked off the bed, they thought it was their brother who did it, and they were about to get back on the bed when they heard Triya's nasally voiced question after waking up.

They both woke up instantly.

Then I also recalled what my daring self did last night.

Now they didn't dare to go to bed in a hurry, George and Fred sat on the floor, watching Tria sitting on the bed with the quilt in her arms, her eyes half-closed.

The light in the room was very dark, and Triya was still wearing a white cotton nightgown, her hair was draped over her shoulders, and it was a little messier than usual.

The girl looked extremely tired, with her side face lightly pressed against the quilt she was holding, her eyes wandering to them from time to time, as if waiting for an answer.

It's like having a squishy, ​​pink arrow.

"Pfft—" All of a sudden, it hit the hearts of the two of them.

George couldn't hold back at first, he climbed onto the bed with both hands and feet, like a big golden retriever wagging his tail, he moved to Tria's side and rubbed his head against her hand.

"We were wrong~"

He just opened his mouth to apologize, and his attitude of admitting his mistakes was very good.

Fred climbed up too, and the cot was crowded again.

"We promise to send you back before anyone finds out."

Fred really couldn't control his liking for this little doll, and leaned over to kiss Tria's profile.

It's really fragrant and soft, and I want to chirp again.

George glanced at his brother in shock, but he also leaned over in the next second, and gently kissed the other half of the little princess' face.

Soft, still warm, I want to chirp again.

Triya glared at the two hooligan brothers, but it was harmless.

George envied Oncasia for a while, and then felt sorry for his younger sister who looked petite but stronger than everyone in the family.

He put his arm around Tria's shoulders and laid her down on the bed again.

"Sleep a little longer, and when you wake up, you'll be in Ginny's room."

He didn't even bother to cover the quilt, hugging Triya who was wrapped in a soft quilt, with a satisfied expression on his face.

Fred followed suit and lay down, hugging Tria.

Like children who have to hug a doll to fall asleep, they hug Triya and refuse to let go.

And Triya, who was bound again: ...

Ok.

Miraculously, she quickly fell asleep again.

George and Fred couldn't brew any more sleepiness.

The two of them kept looking at the sleeping Triya, you stroked her hair while I squeezed my hands.

[I want to change my sister with Ancacia. 】

For the umpteenth time, envious of that lucky boy Oncasia, George and Fred sighed together.

They don't have any over-the-top ideas of abducting a little girl to fall in love, they just want to be with the cute and cute little princess.

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Triya returned to the cage and slept more peacefully than expected.

The second time she woke up, the sun had climbed high, and she was back in Ginny's small room, with the familiar poster on the opposite wall.

She even thought that being in the twins' room was just a dream she was having.

The sun filled the room, and it was warm. Tria kicked off the quilt, and Ginny was not in the room. She stretched her waist, and she was in a great mood.

Mrs. Weasley's voice was loud, coming from downstairs, calling everyone down for breakfast.

When Ginny came back from the bathroom, she was done washing up.

"Go wash up, I smell mom made fried potato wedges today."

Little Ginny's face was full of love for fried potato chips, and the infected Tria looked forward to it.

"immediately!"

She got up from the bed, put on her slippers and ran to wash up.

Breakfast at the Weasleys was also hearty.

When Tria went down, only Ron hadn't arrived. The table was full, not only a large plate of fried potato chips that Ginny was thinking about, but also sausages, steaks, baked delicious maple muffins and a bowl of milk for each person. Soak cereal.

"Eat quickly."

George sat on Tria's left, and he thoughtfully put a small plate of food for Tria, one or two of each item, except for fried potato wedges, which George added a whole two for her. Spoon.

“The potato wedges are really good”

Fred poked his head out from George's left and said that he wanted to take the position on Tria's right, but was ruthlessly suppressed by Ginny.

Tria was so curious now, she took a small fork and stuffed a piece into her mouth—it was really delicious!

The small potato cubes are crispy on the outside, but soft and glutinous on the inside.Sprinkled with pepper and salt, and maybe something else.

Tria immediately fell in love with the taste.

“Really delicious!”

She praised with bright eyes, stuffing small potatoes into her mouth one by one.

Mrs. Weasley couldn't help but smile, she was very happy when someone liked what she made.

Ron arrived late when half of the potato cubes on her plate were eaten. He sat down and sat down without looking at the road, and swayed with his eyes closed the whole time.

Tria bet Ron didn't wash his face properly because there was still a bit of toothpaste scum in the corner of his mouth.

Out of sight and out of mind, Triya immersed herself in the cooking, a bite of small potatoes, a bite of chicken sausage, and a sip of milk that was a little sweet because of the soaked oatmeal. She enjoyed it very much.

Mrs. Weasley couldn't bear it that much. She got a towel from somewhere and wet it, and it was unceremoniously pasted on Ron's face, causing him to give him a severe shock.

Eating at the Weasleys' house was very lively. A group of people gathered together to chat and fight for food, which gave Tria a very interesting experience.

Although she and Ancasia did not have the habit of keeping silent, they were still only two of them, and the family atmosphere was not so strong.

This kind of excitement is not the same as that of Hogwarts, but Tria likes it anyway.

"What do you want to play today?"

It was almost time to eat, so George leaned over to ask.

Ginny rushed to answer:

"Quidditch!"

The twins' brooms were at home, and Tria's broom was also in the small purse, plus an old broom left by their brother Charlie at home, barely enough to play half a Quidditch.