Della Bush's Love Story

"I'll look for you as soon as I get back." Della said sincerely to her boyfriend sitting across the sofa.

"Use your new image?" Fred lifted her hair and touched her round shoulders, "It looks like milk chocolate." He stretched his head and glanced at the family and guests at the kitchen table, and reluctantly dismissed it. The thought of a kiss.

"It's weird, I didn't recognize you." Fred found this incredible, "I think of you sometimes when I'm working." He still couldn't hold back, and dragged Della into his arms, and the two had a short quick Another kiss was exchanged sweetly.

"I wanted to surprise you." She thought her new look would bring a little change to their meeting.

Ever since she had gone to America and he had to work on the shop, they hadn't been able to find a time to see each other when they were both free.

Business at the store was busier than he had imagined, and her studies at Ifrmonee were more interesting and busier than she had imagined.

She could finally understand why Fred would rather go to his experiment than miss her appointment.

——Because fresh things always attract your attention more.

She even sometimes suspects that she loves Fred less.

But now that they were sitting together, her whole being yearning for Fred, she knew she was wrong.

Maybe this is growing up.

"Believe me, your new image surprised me." Fred couldn't let go of her when he hugged her. How long has he not hugged her?Only now did he feel that his arms were no longer empty.

He put his mouth against her face, slid it up and down her neck, and muttered, "I was just startled..."

"Cough." Mrs. Weasley cleared her throat. Looking at the pair of young children, she said happily but restrainedly: "I just wanted to ask you if you need some sandwiches. Della, you Didn't eat anything just now." Fred Apparated back before the plate was on the table.

Fred suddenly felt hungry too, and he had to remind his mother, "I want some too." Otherwise, he worried that his mother would forget that his son hadn't eaten.

Mrs. Weasley had brought them enough supper, sandwiches, fried chicken, French fries and ice cream.

"There was some salad Della made, but it was so good we ate it all," said Mrs Weasley.

Fred suddenly felt that he had missed a big meal!He looked at his girlfriend aggrievedly.

Della immediately said sweetly, "I'll make it for you next time."

They shared a dinner, and there were many things when they were apart. Della told about her class at Ifrmonee, her classmates and professors were very friendly, and they were also very curious about Hogwarts; Red shares the most annoying and most endearing guests he's ever met.

Then, after ten o'clock, Della had to say goodbye, but they made an appointment to meet tomorrow.

The next day, George also came back, and he hugged Della: "Angelina wants to see you too!"

Della greeted him, wondering when he and Angelina were getting married: "Did you propose?"

George took a look at Fred and decided to help his brother. He said loudly, "Yes. Angelina has promised me... I think it will be in October this year." Della immediately said, "I will definitely will come!"

George smiled and said, "We have reserved a seat for you."

When no one was there, Fred put his arms around George's neck and said, "This October?"

Escaping from his brother's arms, George said, "October No. 13, to be exact, and we've already booked a date."

Fred grabbed his wand and asked very seriously, "Want a new hairstyle, brother?"

George immediately hugged his head and ran upstairs: "No! I think my hair is fine!"

The two chased to the second floor, and Mrs. Weasley in the kitchen shouted: "Help me! Let me know that I have two grown sons instead of two 11-year-old little Mao Mao!!"

Hiding into the room, George asked Fred to be happy, "Did Della bring you a present?"

Fred was still staring at his brother's hair, thinking that with a different hairstyle, his brother would change the date of the wedding: "Yes, she brought it for me."

George asked curiously, "What is it? Let me see."

Fred pointed to the corner: "It's all there."

George walked over and took out all the things in the corner. There were many boxes, some of which looked like Muggles and some of which looked like wizards.

"What is this? Teach you how to play magic tricks?" George stared at a deck of playing cards and asked, "Muggle poker?" Fred said, "To be precise, it's poker when Muggles play magic tricks. It has some tricks."

George looked at all these things in shock: "...all of them?"

Muggle magic?

Fred threw him a pair of boxing gloves, "There are also prank products from American Wizards." George held up the gloves and looked, "How do you use them?" Fred: "You'll hit yourself when you wear them."

George collapsed on the bed, hugging his boxing gloves and laughing.

"My God! Fred! You're so happy, aren't you?"

Della thought of him wherever she went--the business of mischief.

Fred covered his face with a pillow: "Shut up!"