[HP] Missy and Mischief

Cassandra hummed softly, but turned around and agreed to George's invitation.

"Then I can only reluctantly agree to your request."

George smiled and pulled her back to the dance floor, not forgetting to wink at Fred: follow the original plan.

Fred made a "no problem" gesture, turned and left through the side door of the auditorium.

Cassandra looked at them suspiciously, but before she could ask, a new dance song was about to start——

The light fell on her bright blond hair, almost blinding George's eyes. He couldn't help but tilt his head: "I'm sure there is no more perfect witch than you, Cassandra."

"Hehe, then you still have vision. I hope your dancing skills are as good as your speech." Cassandra said in the usual harsh and critical tone, but there was a genuine smile on her face.

She could never resist standing in the center of the crowd and shining.

As the Weird Sisters played the fierce "Chasing and Walking", George gently took Cassandra's slender five fingers wearing long black gloves, wrapped them around her waist, and danced together in the starlight and snowflakes .

They were so close that George could see her long eyelashes, a small tear mole under her eye, and smell the faint fragrance of her body.

They embraced and spun, and among the countless intertwined figures, only the figure of the other was clear and definite.

Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe the dreamy atmosphere, and Cassandra ignored Betty and her Ravenclaw partner, Moody, and Professor Sinistra as they passed by (Moody couldn't even control his The wooden prosthetic leg does not hit his dance partner), and there is only the opposite figure in the dark green pupils.

She even forgot the elegance and self-restraint of the first dance, the little white high heel almost stepped on George, and the dance steps and heartbeat flustered together.

"Chasing and Wandering" ended, and George thoughtfully led her off the dance floor.

"It seems that I'm the better one?" George looked at Cassandra's flushed face and said with a smile.

"Hmph... can't you see the sacrifice I made to maintain your decency?" Cassandra said angrily, her previous arrogance long gone.

George smiled helplessly, and said against her flushed ear, "Miss, if you want, we can dance all night and see who's the better dancer - but the time is coming, You don't want to miss this."

Cassandra was held by George's hand and originally planned to sneak away from the crowd's flank, but a commotion disrupted their plan.

"...you meet in the cozy library with your two heads pressed together, and he's sure to ask you to help figure out what that egg that screams when you wind it up—" Ron exclaimed Said sarcastically.

"I never! Didn't help him study that golden egg! Never!" Hermione was so furious that she blushed and retorted loudly: "How dare you doubt my loyalty to Harry's victory like that?!"

They were arguing so loudly that people turned to watch the scene.

Harry whispered something to the two friends nearby, but his reassurance didn't seem to help.

"Why don't you go to your Wicky? He'll go crazy if he doesn't see you," Ron asked bitterly.

Hermione was furious, as if Ron had slapped her hard.

Her sleek, well-groomed bun was undone, and a strand of hair fell down, covering the side of her face.

"Your brother is crazy." Cassandra commented calmly.

"I think so too...Merlin." George was going to go and pull Ron away, but there was no need to—

"Don't call him Wicky!"

Hermione roared angrily, turned around and rushed out of the venue, disappearing at the end of the crowd, covering her face in embarrassment as she walked.

Ron watched her back with a look of anger and hatred mixed on his face*.Harry gave him a push, and he reluctantly caught up to Hermione's back, muttering, "There can't be trolls this time! Besides, she has dear Wicky! Wicky!" Waikiki Waikiki!"

"If I were Granger, I'd probably put a jinx on his face, seriously," Cassandra and George left the ball smoothly through the commotion caused by Ron, and she couldn't help but Feeling: "What's wrong with you Weasleys, you have such a bad attitude..."

"You may not believe it, but we have been reluctant to admit that Ronnie Jr. is related to us for so many years." George made a face.

The corridors were empty, most of the people were in the ballroom, the rest were perhaps in the rose garden - seen through the windows, with fairy lights twinkling outside, low bushes and carvings by the fountain Bench, many young lovers are there.

Oh, great, her new boyfriend is obviously not like everyone else, and instead of having a chat in a quiet place, he's going to find another way and pull her into researching pranks.

Cassandra thought silently in her heart, judging from the direction George was pulling her upstairs, they were indeed heading towards the eighth floor.

"Mr. Weasley, are you sure we're going to keep going? I'm wearing seven centimeter heels—"

After going up two more flights of stairs, Cassandra couldn't bear it anymore.

Being in love did change her tolerance, but by no means meant she was less intelligent.

"What, I'm sorry——" George saw the small white high-heeled shoes under the skirt she lifted, and slapped his head suddenly, "I can't forget how you came to catch us both in the middle of the night, it was terrible."

"Come on, keep holding your skirt."

"What?" Cassandra asked back.

Then, with her exclamation, George lifted her sideways easily, as if she were a light snowflake.

"I'm willing to help you." He lowered his head and blinked his eyes.

Cassandra had never been hugged by a princess before.

She could only follow the other party's suggestion blankly, put one arm around his neck, and the other hand tugged at the hem of the black and white gauze skirt that dragged the floor.

George's strong arms passed through the bends of her legs and waist, holding her effortlessly as he kept his feet on his feet, making his way up what seemed to be a long staircase with no end in sight.

Cassandra belatedly realized that the pounding heartbeat she heard was coming from the person holding her, her freshly-baked boyfriend.

She looked up at him. From this wonderful angle, she could only see his sexy Adam's apple and jaw, but couldn't see his expression, but she guessed that he must be smiling.

Because she is smiling right now.

The stamina of the champagne seemed to be amazing, and a heat spread across Cassandra's cheeks, making her eyes moist and charming.

………………

Their destination really isn't the Room of Requirement.

Fred and George seem to have learned the lesson of their previous failures and put their date on the Astronomy Tower, also at the top of Hogwarts Castle.

To meet the needs of the students for stargazing in class, the tower is flat and open. Half of the semi-circular roof is made of transparent glass, and there are no shelters everywhere. You can see the starlight in the northern hemisphere when you look up.

But on Christmas Eve, there are only endless snowflakes falling from Tianxin. Thanks to the magical defense system of the Astronomy Tower, the falling snow will not accumulate on the glass, but will only slide away from the surroundings.This also allowed them to continue to observe the sky clearly.

"It's like really floating in mid-air," Cassandra said.

Fred had been waiting for them at the top of the Astronomy Tower. Before George opened the door, he had been bored watching the second hand on the watch ticking.

After seeing Cassandra, he rushed over, wrapped her arms around her waist, and then gave her a butterbeer-flavored kiss——

Fred gently pressed his lips to hers, and before Cassandra could react, he deftly stuck out his tongue and exchanged a deep kiss with her.

Between lips and teeth, she realized in a daze that the experience of being hugged and kissed by a princess for the first time in her life was given to this pair of brothers.

"Well, take it easy!"

During the extremely lingering kiss, it didn't last long, and Fred, who wanted to change the angle, accidentally bumped into her nose, and the two let out a cry of pain almost at the same time.

...well enough for a romantic start and a dramatic kiss ending.

"I'm sorry, the consequences of inexperience," Fred touched his nose apologetically, "be careful next time."

He took off his suit jacket, put it on the ground, and motioned for Cassandra to sit down.

She waved her hand, squeezed out the teaching aids for astrology lessons that were piled in the dust in the corner, shook out about a dozen "clean up", and handed it to Fred: "Transformation."

The latter suddenly realized, and waved his wand knowingly. Under Cassandra's surprised eyes, the moon phase instrument silently turned into a cushion and a small table.

"Just practice," Fred shrugged and said indifferently, "Ron hit me with a knife before, as long as he reacts quickly enough, he can turn into a paper airplane or something."

He dumped cheese tarts, apple pie, and butterbeer smuggled in from the canteen onto the small table.It can be guessed how much delicious food Fred ordered from the elves during the time he left the auditorium.

Cassandra, holding a mug of warm butterbeer, said: "I haven't thought of watching the fireworks show from the Astronomy Tower." It must be a good view.

"More than that," George shook his head mysteriously, "you'll be able to see it in five minutes."

They huddled together on the top floor of the empty astronomy tower.

It's not cold here, with fireplaces, warming spells, and butter beer, as well as snowflakes flying all over the sky outside, and couples in love indoors.To put it a little more subtly, this Christmas is sweet gingerbread icing.

"Whoo-bang!"

With a sudden sound, the sweet silence flowing in the Astronomy Tower was broken. At 07:30 on time, from all directions on the first floor of the castle, more than a dozen clusters of colored lights rushed into the night sky, disturbing the fluttering snowflakes.

A series of "cracking" sounds sounded, and countless dazzling fireworks bloomed in mid-air, and then split into countless tiny light spots and fell down, scalding countless small holes in the black night sky.

One after another, more fireworks rushed to the sky, bloomed from bottom to top, and transformed into different patterns on the sky.Under the influence of magic power, they became the banners of the four major academies and the school emblems of the three major magic schools...

The fireworks sprayed from the turret are more splendid. The fireworks turn into red lions roaring deafeningly; yellow honey badgers poke their heads out of the fireworks; The giant snake is entrenched in mid-air, hissing and spitting...

"Professor Dumbledore is really generous."

"But we're not bad either. Watch out, Cassandra—"

"What? Oh!" Cassandra followed their gazes and looked out the window.

New fireworks are gradually rising, but unlike the grand arrangement of Hogwarts, the new fireworks seem to be composed with less exquisite painting skills——

The silver paper cranes with fluttering wings; the little red frogs jumping and jumping in the air; the golden camellias gradually blooming and blooming from a bud; the ugly and fuzzy fried-tailed snails also appeared in the fireworks, Flames were sprayed from the tail; two identical magpies flew into the air, colorful and sparkling...

Cassandra got up and walked to the other side of the glass wall, and pressed her palms against the glass, her warm breath sprayed on the window, fainting a small cloud of mist.

"Only the magpie is more detailed. The two of us drew it for the Patronus—"

"—hope you enjoy what you've been through with us, Cassandra."

How can you not like it.

Cassandra drew out her wand, "Call for protection!" The silver-white mist at the tip of her wand condensed into a clear shape—a petrel nimbly burrowed out.

The patron saint of freedom will not be blocked by glass, it flutters its wings from the room, and slides to the two magpies hovering in mid-air.

Now, the three silvery birds are clinging to each other intimately, combing each other's feathers with their beaks. Nothing could be more romantic than this.

Cassandra turned to look at Fred and George, and said proudly: "I also have a Patronus, a petrel!" The sky filled with fireworks reflected in her eyes, and her emerald green eyes sparkled.

With a "click", George put down the Muggle camera in his hand.

"What are you doing again?" Cassandra put down her wand speechlessly.

It was Fred who explained her doubts: "The camera we borrowed from Creevey, um, is the little boy who takes pictures behind Harry's ass all day."

"There is always a moment more memorable than the picture of Harry making an embarrassment." George answered tacitly.

Cassandra knew Colin Creevey, an unlucky fellow who had been petrified by a basilisk just like her back then.It's just that I didn't expect that the twins could think of taking pictures of all this with a camera——

"It's not fair! I'm not even ready!" Cassandra protested.

"Then get ready now!" Fred stood beside her, motioning for George to come quickly.

"Muggles are amazing, you can take pictures without people as long as you smile...Come here!" George put the camera on the spot, and stood on the other side of Cassandra.

Three seconds later, the Muggle camera clicked and stopped.

Later, the moving photo with the correct developing potion was developed, and Cassandra also got one, and she cautiously put it in the chat notebook under the bed.

In the photo, Cassandra stands in the center, overwhelmed, with her hands folded.To her left, Fred put his arm around her waist with a smirk, and George would sneak a kiss on her cheek when no one was looking.

Behind them, the snow-falling night sky has turned into an ocean of light, one after another fireworks are inlaid in the night, and finally turned into a waterfall of stars, falling slowly*, only three birds are always hovering behind them.

On the top floor of the Astronomy Tower under the starry sky, the shadows of three people entangled and overlapped on the ground.

At this moment, they are still enjoying this wonderful night composed of stars, snowflakes and fireworks.

The dance in the auditorium downstairs was still going on, and there were ethereal Christmas carols coming from afar.

"It's the most wonderful time of the year

(It's the most wonderful time of the year)

There'll be much mistletoe-ing and hearts will beglowing

(hanging decorations in the house)

When love ones are annual

(When the lover is close to us, the heart also starts to glow)

It's the most wonderful time of the year

(It's the most wonderful time of year)”

The author has something to say:

*Baidu's description of fireworks;

*Same as the song in the previous chapter, it is "It'sthemostwonderfultimeoftheyear";

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: Don’t you see one;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Do you want to eat 1 watermelon;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 40 bottles for customers in a hurry; 10 bottles for eating melon ing, fruit, and flying around;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!