Della Bush's Love Story

"Fred!" Della was sitting in the courtyard when she saw Fred suddenly appearing twenty yards away, holding a bouquet of flowers.

"Haney!" She immediately stood up and ran over, took the flowers, and kissed him on the cheek, "Why are you free to come here today? I thought you were still in Hogsmeade?"

"Yes, I'm still there." Fred was extremely nervous, and his expression became more serious. He had to think about every word he said, which made his words less.

"George won't change back with me because Angelina is temporarily staying at her aunt's house in London, so he won't change back with me." They had agreed to change it every six months, but George changed his mind. An annual change is more conducive to accounting.

"That's terrible. How is he and Angelina? The last time I heard, Angelina's job search failed again." Della pulled him into the kitchen, trying to find him something to eat.

Fred had no choice but to swallow the words on his lips, just as he was not sure what the outcome would be if he said them.

—George is planning to propose, and they will chase after London after they get married.

What if Della misunderstood that he was urging?

But maybe he should have hinted first?

Fred sat at the dining table, hesitated for a long time, and decided to give a hint first!

"Did you know about Bill and Fleur?" he said.

Della poured him a glass of orange juice, "Is it their wedding? I heard, is Mrs. Weasley okay?"

Fred: "Not great...I mean, not bad!"

Mom was really upset, but that was because she didn't like Fleur, and for some reason, they just didn't get along.But she didn't object, because Bill and Fleur loved each other very much, and he was willing to stay in London after getting married.

"Mum's happy," said Fred grandly.

Not particularly happy, of course.But she even agreed to borrow her aunt's tiara, which would look great on the bride's head.She said that although she and Fu Rong could not make up, she would not stop a couple who were in love.

"That's nice," said Della.

Seeing no response from her, Fred had to mention Percy again.

"Do you know anything about Percy and his girlfriend?" he asked.

"Is it Penelope who wants to postpone the wedding? I heard," Della said. "I can understand her. No woman wants to be compared to other women on the day of wearing a wedding dress."

Fred: "...oh. Will you too?" What the hell reason is that?

Della said matter-of-factly, "Of course. No woman would want to stand with Fleur."

Fred was speechless.

—Maybe he can remind George first to see if Angelina is willing to stand with Fleur in a wedding dress.

He felt that now might not be the best time.

He took a sip of orange juice, it tasted good, and he cast a chilling spell.He changed the subject: "What do you want to do after you graduate? Want to hang out in a little shop in Hogsmeade?" He blinked.

Della wondered how he was relaxed now, when he had been so tense when he came in.

She joked, "They're not at home. Dick's off to play with his broom. Mum's off to Diagon Alley. Dad's at work. Hannah's off to my aunt's."

So just her at home.

Fred sat up straight again, looked around, "Are you really not at home?"

He found that there was one more thing he forgot to do.

He moved closer to her slowly.

Della greeted her with a smile.

They share a sweet kiss in the kitchen.

It smells like orange juice.

After the long-lost reunion kiss passed, the two of them sat a little closer.They moved to the sofa in front of the fireplace, and Fred started talking about his recent business, which of course was pretty good, their scar suits were a hit, and their Mediterranean-inspired stickers.

"We have developed a new one, bald glasses. As long as you wear it, you may trigger three bald modes. Random, very popular with lower grade students." None of the boys over the age of 15 bought it, they I am afraid that others will take it seriously.But boys under the age of 15 like it very much!

"Do you want to be the deputy store manager?" Fred said playfully, holding her hand. "You can order the store manager! I'm at your disposal!"

He found that even if Della was on vacation and graduated, there were still not many opportunities for them to meet.Because he has too much work!

Della hesitated for a while, but still said sorry: "I'm sorry, I said before that I can go to your store to help, but now I probably can't."

"Oh, it's nothing. You have other plans? You got a job?" Fred asked.

"I sent a letter to Ifrmani in the United States, and I want to study with them for about a year." Della said, "I want to learn the American spell."

Fred thought for a while before he realized the meaning of this sentence: "...You mean, you are going to study in the United States for a year?"

"...Yes." Della nodded apologetically.

"...Then do you want to learn French spells in the future?" Fred thought of a possibility.

Della laughed: "...Maybe? If there is a chance? If my trip to America goes well..."

Fred: "...Then, do you want to go to Durmstrang in Germany too?" Della was not very interested in Germany, "I heard their school is too cold." She shook her head.

Fred breathed a sigh of relief, and murmured, "Well... at least this one won't go."

Della hugged Fred, and after this idea appeared, she didn't intend to give up.

But this is really sorry for her lover.The only good thing is that it is very convenient for wizards to travel. Apparation can go anywhere, thousands of miles away in a blink of an eye.

"I love you and I will definitely be back soon." She said sweetly and lovely.

Fred hugged her, unable to say no to her.

This is what she wants to do.

Like she's always had his back.Now that he has succeeded, is he going to stop her from fulfilling her wish?

"Haney, don't worry about me. We can meet easily, you can go at ease, I will never change my heart." Fred said mischievously.

Della sat up straight, "If you really dare..." She thought for a while, and decided to keep that secret, then she leaned back into his arms, "It's best not to, because you will definitely regret it later."

Fred said with a smile, "I'm sure I wouldn't. Because I don't want to regret it."

--I love you.

—I dare not risk losing you by doing something you don't like.

- I really love you, just like you love me.