Della Bush's Love Story

Sirius loves Harry so much that he loves to be in Harry's every word.

This is Hermione's first impression of Sirius Black.

Not too bad, because Harry had been looking forward to a loving family for a long time.

She had long been dissatisfied with Harry's aunt's family.

But when she tried to notify child welfare, her parents reminded her that Harry was the savior of the wizarding world and that things around him could be complicated.

If she alerted the Child Welfare Department rashly, she might give Harry a hard time.Mom and Dad hoped that she would take this matter more seriously, and suggested that she ask someone in the wizarding world.

But Hermione didn't know who to ask.

She was saying that she thought she could go to the Minister for Magic, considering Harry was the savior.But... Judging from the "Daily Prophet", the Minister of Magic does not seem to be the one who is far-sighted and thinks a lot for Harry.Especially in the third grade, after Harry met the Minister of Magic in Diagon Alley, from his words, Hermione had more doubts about the Minister.

—The Minister was indeed keeping an eye on Harry.Is he the one to trust?

And, she had another problem to think about: how to meet the minister and ask questions, make sure the minister didn't kick out a little girl who wasn't taller than a cupboard.

The other person is Principal Dumbledore.

But the principal is just a principal after all.Even if Harry's parents are his students, it doesn't mean he has the obligation to do something about Harry.It would be nostalgic to take more care of Harry.

After hesitating for two years, she finally found someone who could talk to Harry about it, and he was also responsible and obliged to take care of it.

"You mean...his uncle and aunt treated him badly." Sirius clenched his fists.

This girl who looked like a little adult said very seriously that she had something to talk to him about - the night he was about to leave Hogwarts and returned to the Black's house early to welcome Harry to his summer vacation.

He'd thought it was just a little thing about Harry and his little lover.But he didn't expect to hear this.

Harry, his godson, lives in a cupboard?

"If you're not calm enough, I won't say it." Hermione knows how to make people obedient, she has always been sharp, this is a characteristic of her that is not very flattering, and she likes this about herself, and she doesn't intend to change it.

"I'll calm down, please continue." Sirius turned pale, but he did calm down.

"I mean, they used to be Harry's only relatives." Hermione said helplessly, "Although I know that Harry was abused by them, lived in the cupboard, may need to do a lot of housework, and heard him say that he would weed and so on, but He wasn't beaten, maybe he got slapped once in a while, but normal parents spank their kids too." She began to speak well of the two, because she was afraid that Sirius would rush into the Muggle district in a moment and send herself off again. Into Azkaban.

Sirius smiled and refilled her juice, "Don't worry, I won't be impulsive."

Hermione continued, "If I call the police, the child welfare department will probably take Harry away and find him a foster family again. This seems to be very good, but Harry has a special status, and I don't know how to do this." Will there be any problem?" This is why she hesitated for two years, and it also made her feel guilty.

Sirius nodded affirmatively: "You were right. You were right in not calling the police." He had already heard from Dumbledore that Harry really needed to live at his uncle's house for two weeks a year.

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, "Now that you're back, I think Harry will be much happier with you. He talks about you every day now, and he's very, very looking forward to his new home." She laughed.

Sirius laughed too.

Both thought of the same person.

Sirius got up to see Hermione off, and he said suddenly, "I heard that a bird is about to be unjustly executed."

Hermione sighed, "Yes, the hearing failed. Malfoy took control of the whole thing. Hagrid is very sad, and the execution is this Thursday."

Sirius lowered his head and said softly, "I found you have a little thing."

Hermione followed his gaze to the gold pocket watch she wore on her chest, which she stuffed immediately into her breast pocket.

Sirius blinked, "I'm familiar with this thing, because I've used it for a year. I must say, it's very useful."

Hermione understood him immediately, "But... Professor McGonagall said I shouldn't use it for..."

Sirius: "Save a life. I think it's just, and no one will blame you—because no one will know."

He opened the door and saw Harry raising his hand just outside the door to knock. He saw Hermione smile in surprise first, and then wondered: "You came to see Sirius too? Why didn't you ask me to come with you?"

Hermione stammered, "I..."

Sirius: "Oh, I want to invite your friend to our new home. I was worried that she would refuse, so I told her first."

Harry heard this, and immediately asked worriedly: "You won't refuse? Right? I really hope you and Ron will come to visit." Hermione blushed, "Oh, I... I have something to do, I want to see my Aunt... I want more, but I will go, I promised Sirius." She stammered, not knowing what she had said.

Harry laughed, "Great!"

Sirius gave Harry a push, "It's already late, it's a gentleman's duty to send a lady back to the dormitory, hurry up, we can talk tomorrow." Harry said, "Oh, I just wanted to tell you, in fact, I'm more I like the Cannons." Sirius touched his chin: "You know what? I also like the Cannons more!"

"So..." Della was sitting on the bed at the Weasleys' house, in front of Hermione, who had just confessed to her that not only had she and Harry done a big thing at the end of last term, she was with Harry together.

"He kissed me when we got back." Hermione kept moving the tassels on the sheet nervously.

Della wowed softly, "It's so handsome!" She said unhappily, "I was the one who took the initiative to kiss Fred until last year."

Hermione whispered, "But he's been bugging you for six months. Any fool could tell he wanted to kiss you."

Because he learned to kiss with tongue.

Della's face was a little hot, and she changed the subject: "So, how does it feel?" Hermione said in a low voice: "He hit my tooth, it hurts." She subconsciously licked her front tooth, and continued: "I Guess Sirius told him to kiss me. He's a playboy." She said of Harry's new godfather with a touch of criticism, "but he did treat Harry very, very well, you know? I'm going to Blake for the summer They have a house elf, but that house is like a..." She found a precise adjective, "a warehouse that hasn't been cleaned in ten years. But Harry's room has all the boys you can think of. Things kids like, all!"

"That little elf...isn't very good," Della said immediately.She remembers this!

Although she forgot the elf's name.

Hermione gave her a strange look, but didn't go into it: "You haven't seen it - but it's really rude to us, and it's bad to Sirius. Sirius said it was brainwashed, I think Also, it actually said it was going to chop off my head... it looked so old, I thought it was pathetic. It was kind of scary, though."

They talked at Fred and George's room until it was time for dinner.

The Weasleys' house was particularly lively today.

Fred's mum, Molly, has been with Hana, and she says she is very cute.

Hannah is nine years old, and she will be going to Hogwarts in two years.She and Fred's little sister, Ginny, had been talking, and Ginny had told Hana many things, and she said, "I think you'd be a Hufflepuff."

Hana said: "My dad and mum said the same thing. My sister and Dick were the freaks of the family, although I liked them a lot."

Della came over just in time to hear this.

...her little sister was a little sharper than she thought.

Speaking of the brothers and sisters above, Ginny and Hana have many, many topics.They sat together all night, talking non-stop.

Della to Hermione: "I suspect Hana is complaining about me to other people."

Hermione: "Do you usually bully her?"

Della shook her head, "No, I only bully Dick."

Hermione shook her head.

Dick and Ron were sitting together, and strangely, they seemed to have a good chat too.Della watched Dick slip Ron some taffy.

Ron reminded him not to eat it.

Dick: "I know, it will make your tongue longer. How cool! When I get back to school I'll eat it with the dorm guys and see who can last longer!"

Ron even started to think it was a good idea, and he asked Fred and George for taffy after dinner.

But both said no.

Ron was upset: "But Dick has so many!"

Fred snorted, "I didn't give it to him."

Ron: "Of course I do. But you must have given it to Della, and Della must have given it to Dick. Why can't you give it to me?"

After thinking carefully, Fred said, "Maybe it's because... she's my girlfriend, and you're my annoying little brother?"

Ron ran away in anger.

Fred came to Della, pulled her away from Hermione, and the two of them went out for a walk in the yard against the mosquitoes to look at the stars.

"Do you like that candy?" Fred began.

"Of course, I think a lot of people will like it. How much are you going to sell it for?" Della asked. "I see Dick will ask you to buy it after he eats those. He likes it too, and boys will like it." "

"That's good," said Fred dryly, and led her out onto the deserted hillside.

Insects chirped in the grass.

Overhead is a brilliant galaxy.

Della felt his nervousness, his bad thoughts.

However, for the sake of the good atmosphere.

She tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and felt his tight breathing as he approached.

…then they all heard several voices.

Ron: "Hey, keep your voice down!"

Harry: "Don't..."

Dick: "Wow!" His voice was the loudest.

Fred stood up straight and said, "I hate that I have so many brothers."

Della nodded, and when the two were about to catch those nasty little boys together, Fred saw his closest brother, the twin brother.

George was among them, and he was teaching others: "Shut up when you peek, and next time I'll put bridles on you."

Fred: "..."

He saw that Fred was still spreading his hands: "Brother, believe me, I tried my best to stop them." Fred nodded: "Yes, you came with them after you couldn't stop them."

At last they rolled and fought on the grass like a bunch of fools.

Della left in a huff.