Della Bush's Love Story

While Della was doing her homework, her mind wandered for much longer than she spent writing.

Little Fred walked up and down on the parchment, either holding Della's fingers and kissing them, or shaking his fist at Ron and Harry who were sitting across from him.

Ron reached out and pushed it down.

It fell on all fours.

Della: "Hi!"

Hermione slapped him hard.

Ron was not happy: "It's not real!" He looked at Della holding little Fred in his hands with disgust, and asked if it was okay?The pain of falling did not wait.

Just as Hermione was about to say something, Lavender Brown suddenly appeared from behind Ron, hugged Ron's neck with two arms, kissed him resoundingly on the face, and said loudly, "Ro~Ro!"

Hermione, Della, and Harry were all taken aback.

Ron was also startled, and then his face turned red. He struggled to break away from Lavender's arm, jumped up from the sofa, and was an arm's length away from Lavender. He blushed and asked her, "You What's the matter?"

Lavender was obviously fine. Seeing Ron's homework on the table, she said pleasantly, "Luo~ Luo! You are so serious! I haven't written my homework either, can I write it with you?"

Ron cleared his throat, and now other people in the lounge were looking over, laughing.

He is very embarrassed.

"I'm writing with Harry and the others," he said, "You can also write with your friends..." Lavender looked at Harry and Hermione disappointedly.

Harry immediately said, "Oh, you can write together, it's all right." He turned to Hermione and Della, "Right?"

Hermione nodded again and again: "Of course, whatever you want!"

Lavender was happy again.

Ron, obviously, he had no reason to refuse, so he had to pile up his books and homework, hold them, and go to find another desk with Lavender.

Lavender quickly took the homework down, and Ron also began to be more serious than ever, burying himself in his homework.

Hermione took a look and sighed, "If this continues, maybe his grades will improve."

Harry snickered.As Ron's friend, he can better understand Ron's current mood.

But at the same time, since he and Hermione fell in love, Ron had been eccentric for a while, and seemed to feel that his friends had fallen in love behind his back.

Harry had been putting up with him before.Now, finally, it was his turn to see Ron's jokes.

"Don't worry about him. He'll be fine." Harry moved over to Hermione, and the two of them wrote their homework affectionately.

They quickly solved the Transfiguration homework.Hermione saw that Della's parchment hadn't written a word since just now, and reminded her: "If you don't continue to write, you will forget your own train of thought-what are you looking at? Looking at Ron?"

She and Harry also turned their heads to look at Ron, just like before, Ron was trying to do his homework to avoid Lavender, and Lavender wanted to talk to her boyfriend more, she kept talking to Ron, facing He blew, wrote him notes, folded them into frogs and hopped on Ron's book or parchment.

No matter how Ron reacted, it could make her laugh happily.

Many people in the lounge were watching the newborn couple.Since the Christmas ball, there have been many new couples in the school.

Ron didn't want to attract attention, so even if he was entangled by Lavender like this, he didn't dare to get angry loudly.

Hermione: "...I kind of sympathize with him." They knew Ron well, he was as much shy as he was bold.

Harry nodded.He felt more empathy, it was like he was being stared at all the time, and Ron must be uncomfortable.

Hermione: "So, why do you keep looking at them?" She reacted quickly and shook her head: "No, it's different from you and Fred."

Della was really thinking about this, "Perhaps, like when I was pursuing Fred? At that time, there were a lot of people laughing, and there must be some people who sympathized with him." She was entangled.

She didn't think about it at the time, and now from the perspective of an outsider, Fred must have been... no, maybe worse than Ron, he was so stalked by her that he ran away.He ran when he saw her, and he ran when he heard that she was coming.

Hermione insisted: "It's not the same," she said. "Fred was more mature than Ron from the beginning. Ron has been childish until now. I don't know when Lavender fell in love with Ron." She said thoughtfully, "It's such a mystery. But Ron promised her last night, I'm sure he just wanted a girlfriend, not fell in love with Lavender. Lavender is no better in his eyes. Only potatoes have more presence.”

This is so poignant.

But, it should be the truth.

Ginny, who was on the sofa behind them, turned suddenly and said, "Yes. Like me and Neville, we danced and then separated. Ron just wanted a girlfriend, he didn't want to be left alone."

Both Harry and Hermione were startled: "When did you come?"

Ginny closed the book: "It's been a while. I finished my homework." After finishing speaking, she carried the book and left.

In order to be eavesdropped again, Harry, Hermione and Della had to continue in another place.

They came out of the common room, ready to visit Hagrid.

On the way, Hermione said, "And when Fred promised you, it must be because he fell in love with you."

Della touched little Fred in her pocket and nodded: "I believe he loves me now. I just..." Just worried about embarrassing Fred like Ron before.

Hermione said, "It's in the past, and you shouldn't be thinking about it. It's not about the present."

Hermione is always right.

That day they tasted the rock cakes he made in Hagrid's hut, and they also learned that Hagrid was in love with the headmistress of Beauxbatons!

"This will definitely cause a big commotion." Della lamented on the way back to the castle. "The first person to chase after the French witch turned out to be Hagrid."

Hermione laughed, and Harry took Hermione by the hand, laughing, "Oh, I guess it has something to do with their size."

At dinner, Della meets her real boyfriend.

Ron and Lavender were still sitting together, and Harry and Hermione deliberately avoided them and sat a little farther away.

Fred said they had been making canary biscuits and after the Yule Ball they had a lot of new orders.

"It's exciting," said Della, smiling all the while watching the little man pick up the petals that fell around the vase and put them on her plate.

Fred: "...Haney, I don't think you love me anymore."

"Don't be kidding." Della finally turned her head to look at her boyfriend and kissed him: "This is a gift you made for me, I just love it so much."

"Yes, yes." Fred stared at little Fred, "If I had known..."

Della suddenly remembered Fred who was picking out lipstick that day.

She asked, "...uh, can I ask, what are the other Christmas presents you get?" Fred: "Nothing, you know I don't have much money. I put some spells on it, Dad's bonnet with a Muggle on it, he loved it; Mum's flowers George and I picked ourselves; Ginny, I gave her a headband. That's it." He asked , "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like this?"

Della: "...uh, are you interested in lipstick...?"

Fred frowned, thought, and answered uncertainly: "No?"

Della explained, "I mean, I have a lot, and if you need them, I can give you... a few?" Fred shook his head, "No, no, Honey, I don't need any lipstick in my experiment. Maybe I will develop a magic lipstick in the future? Let’s talk about it then.”

Della: "You know you can tell me anything?" Fred: "Of course...you're driving me crazy, Honey." He whispered, "Did I do anything to make you mad? If so, I apologize, I definitely didn't mean to make you angry."

Della: "No, I'm not mad." Little Fred is better than lipstick.

...but if lipstick isn't a gift, why would the two of them go see lipstick together?