gray eye to gray eye

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"Honey, you'll know soon!" Emma said mysteriously.

I pouted in the dark, chatted with Emma in a daze, and slipped into a sweet sleep after a while...

The streets of Barrow are still the same.

After Emma cast the Muggle Ignore Charm, she took me to apparate directly to the penthouse we rented a few years ago.

"Emma, ​​to be honest, I'd rather take a taxi next time!" I patted my chest lightly to appease my stomach, trying to calm down the churning rebellion inside, and said dissatisfied.

Emma giggled.

After returning to the magic world, Emma bought the penthouse we lived in for seven or eight years at a high price, and ordered the house-elf to come and clean it. Almost two years have passed, and there has been almost no change here, as if the owner just went out in the morning!

I touched the old door curtain nostalgicly and looked around.

"Baby, we have to hurry up, go to the supermarket first, and then take the car to Mrs. Jimmy's house." Emma deliberately emphasized the tone of "by car".

I reluctantly glanced at a string of old wind chimes hanging by the small window and nodded...

Half of the withered and yellow creepers were attached to the gray walls, trembling slightly in the cold wind, and this two-story old small building actually had a somewhat desolate atmosphere.

Emma smoothed the broken hair on her forehead and rang the old doorbell.

It was a strange middle-aged woman who came to open the door.

She looked us up and down suspiciously.

"Is Mrs. Jimmy here?" Emma asked kindly.

"Oh, of course, she's our landlord!"

The slightly fat middle-aged woman stepped aside and yelled into the yard.

"Mrs. Jimmick, Mrs. Jimmick, you have a visitor..."

Almost all the windows of the small two-story building were opened, and several unknown women looked into the yard.

From a small door next to the main entrance of the small building, an old woman with a hunched back slowly walked out.

"Oh, dear Mrs. Jimmick!" Emma hesitated, and then walked across with open arms.

The shrewd old lady who used to be cheerful all day was almost completely shriveled, her cloudy eyes slowly rolled around several times, and then she raised her hand to hug Emma once.

"Yes, yes, Emma..."

"Grandma Jimmy!" I called softly as I walked over.

The old lady stared at me for a long time before she happily said, "It must be little Sharon, right? Oh, my beautiful little girl!"

I gently hugged the old lady.

The old lady, who used to be half a head taller than Emma, ​​seemed to have shrunk, but now she was almost as tall and short as me, who was only 11 years old.

"Honey, come in, come in, come in..." Mrs. Jimmy repeated.

The old lady led us through the small door.

A very small room with a canopy bed and a small low wooden table, the paint on it has peeled off, revealing the gray wood inside. A bowl of dark things, and a half-eaten black bread next to it, two small stools, and nothing else, that's it, there is not enough room left for people to turn around...

Emma frowned, and had no choice but to put the two big shopping bags she brought over on the bed.

"Honey, what the hell is this?"

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The old lady seemed at a loss, put the things on the small table into the small cabinet in the corner, and said, "Doug lost a lot of money in business, we didn't The only way is to rent out the house..."

In order to earn more money, the old lady Jimick divided the whole building into small single rooms and rented them out to some poor people.

Emma's lips twitched a few times, but in the end she said nothing.

After so many years, the old lady may not know the true face of her little grandson—Douglas!

We greeted the old lady a few words, and before leaving, Emma took out a wad of pounds.

"No, no..." The old lady shook her head, tucking her hands in her worn cotton coat.

"Honey, take it, first buy yourself a warm coat..."

The old lady just shook her head.

"And Mr. Jimmy, the money, God, at least it will be Christmas, don't rush to give it all to him!" Emma put the money on the table, "We're going back, I'm afraid we won't be able to catch the train later It's..."

"Oh, yes, yes..." The old lady secretly wiped the corners of her eyes, shrank her neck and sent us out of the courtyard.

When we went back, Emma and I both felt a little heavy, and got on the train in silence all the way...

Soon, we were in no mood to be sad about it.

The house-elf came with a big stack of invitations.

"Honey, next year, Mommy will prepare earlier, and we will also hold a Christmas ball in the manor!" Emma skillfully divided the invitations and said.

The nobles' ball started before our holiday and lasted until Christmas Eve. Most of the nobles will hold it every year. Naturally, it is impossible for all of them to participate.

I flipped through the invitations that Emma picked out, and the one on the top was from Malfoy Manor.

"How about we go to the ball of the two little nobles first, so that we can get acquainted with each other?" Emma noticed my movements and asked with a smile.

I responded with some headache.

"Then, mom will take you to Diagon Alley to try on the dress tomorrow, maybe there are some things that need to be revised..." Emma said excitedly.

I knew the trouble was about to start!

So, even though it was a holiday, he got up earlier than at Hogwarts.

"We must order the dress before six o'clock tonight!" Emma emphasized loudly when she dragged me out of the warm quilt.

I reluctantly rolled over and sat up...

An hour later, after a hearty and delicious breakfast prepared by the house-elves, we stepped into the fireplace...

Turning a corner on the main road of Diagon Alley, Emma took me to a stop in front of a shop with a big signboard of "Flying Star Dress Shop".

To my surprise, there were a few dummies in the window outside the shop, wearing the same dresses as the most popular dresses at last year's Paris Fashion Show, only with some more magic effects on them!

"This is the new dress shop opened by Mom and your Aunt Narcissa!" Emma said cheerfully, "We lead the fashion of wizards!"

I have no doubts about it!

However, what I didn't expect was that Emma customized eight dresses for me.

"Honey, are you going to wear the same dress to two parties?"

Oh, you don't need to imagine to know the faces of those nobles with their eyes above their heads!

While trying on the clothes, a special designer will check carefully, even the most subtle places, and any uncoordinated places will have to be reworked.

Looking at the four dresses left on the rack, I don't even have the energy to open my mouth!

"Welcome, Mrs. Malfoy, Young Master Malfoy!"

The enthusiastic voice of the clerk came from outside.

"Aunt Emma!" Draco took Emma's hand and kissed the back of it lightly.

Emma smiled happily and pressed a kiss to Draco's cheek.

"Oh, I knew that little Sharon is a beautiful little princess no matter what dress she wears!" Narcissa praised me who was carrying the dress and luggage.

"Thank you Aunt Narcissa!"

Draco next to him widened his eyes slightly, and kept looking up and down.

I was a little embarrassed to be seen.

"That's true!" Draco leaned close to my ear, whispered, and paused, "A man depends on his clothes!"

My little shyness disappeared immediately without a trace!

I knew that this kid had no good intentions!

I have to say that I am quite confident about my appearance in this life. The natural willow-leaf eyebrows, the straight and delicate nose, and the standard oval face are all the advantages inherited from Emma. The light gray eyes, big eyes and slightly The thick lips probably come from my unknown father. These combined, although the standard beauties with oval faces and small cherry mouths may not be amazing, they are absolutely eye-catching!

Fortunately, Emma and Narcissa got together and muttered something.

Without Emma's pickiness, the process of trying on the remaining four dresses was significantly faster!

"The blue one..."

I grabbed the corner of my cloak and looked at Draco.

There is a fireplace burning in the store, so it is very warm, so you don't need to buckle up your cloak for now! .

"Wear it when you go to Malfoy Manor!"

The blue dress was a solid color tunic dress with only a light purple belt in the middle. Although it was simple, it was generous and refreshing.

"Oh, oh!" After I realized it, I responded without thinking.

In the end, Narcissa chose two low-cut evening dresses and asked the clerk to send them to Malfoy Manor.

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I swear, if I could, I would stay in school next Christmas!

"Baby, cheer up, today is the last dance at Aunt Narcissa's house, and you can have a good rest tomorrow!" Emma helped me fix the hairpins with a few shiny little hairpins, loudly Said.

Emma is always so energetic no matter what time it is!

Even in our worst times!

At that time, Emma only sold one bottle of shampoo for the entire month, and accidentally broke a bottle of expensive perfume. She had to pay compensation from her salary, which was worth Emma's two months' basic salary!In those few months, we had to wait for the market to close every day to buy the cheapest vegetables. When we were lucky, we could directly pick up edible vegetable leaves that were thrown away by others. Bread was also the cheapest long strip. hard bread...

"We have to go there early, and by the way, ask the family doctor at Malfoy Manor to check you up!" After Emma helped me fix my hair, she began to arrange her own dress.

"The dean and Madam Pomfrey said I'm fine!" I reminded, putting on the hairpin Draco gave me.

"Of course, baby, just in case!" Emma turned around in the mirror.

"Oh, beautiful lady, that shiny blond hair, pretty..."

I hurriedly pulled the curtain in front of the mirror.

Otherwise, those nasty words will make my goosebumps go away for a whole day!

Emma "giggled" and laughed...

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The author has something to say: there may be another chapter later, the number of words is not fixed, dear friends, don't wait, it will be the same if you read it tomorrow!If there is a relative!Hehe... Thank you for your support!Humph, save the one you like!

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