hp fat girl and george

The face seems to be a little smaller, Dema thought happily in the mirror.

Half a semester passed, and under Angelina's supervision, Dema lost a lot of weight.Although there is still a soft belly, the jaw line and collarbone have been faintly highlighted.The blue eyes also seem to have grown in size.

Angelina combed her hair behind her and tied it in a high ponytail.

"Okay! This way we won't delay running! Let's go."

The words fell.Dema's happy face suddenly turned into a bitter gourd. Today is also a day of pain and happiness.

At the same time, after some investigation, the twins figured out what they believed to be the competing product information, and lost interest instantly after learning that Dema was just making small accessories with simple practical charms.

"I thought I could lure her into the gang." Fred twirled the small borrowed brooch in his hand, and the ruby ​​shone brightly under the light.

"Not the same." George shook his head.Of course Fred knew what he was talking about was different, and the two of them quickly put the issue behind them in tacit understanding and began to study the latest new project, canary biscuits.

And without knowing it, Dema, whose family background has been investigated by his crush and his brother, sneezed several times in the auditorium.She put down the pumpkin juice and glanced at the long table, but instead of seeing the expectant red hair, she saw Hermione mumbling to the plate. Ron and Harry sat on her left, as if they were very pleased with her. have no choice.

After the hairpin deal, Hermione, who also had few friends, unexpectedly got along well with Demar. The two witches, both from the Muggle world, had a lot of the same topics.Seeing her, Dema hesitated for a moment before sitting next to her.

"Hermione?"

"Ah!" Hermione came back to her senses, "It's Dema. You really have become a lot slimmer. I almost didn't recognize you."

"Oh...thank you." Dema tilted her head in embarrassment, "What are you reciting?" How long is it until the end of the term?

"It's Professor Lockhart's book..." Hermione cupped her face and looked forward to it. "Today there is a quiz, I want to impress him!"

Ron next to him let out a loud noise from his nose.

Hermione ignored him, and continued to talk to Professor Derma Kwaharot with a smile on her face. Angelina, who was opposite, had a look of approval.The expression of Dema's disinterest was particularly obvious.

"Don't you think Professor Lockhart is charming, Delmar?" Angelina asked.

"It's okay. I'm the type to him..." Dema shrugged, expressing the meaning clearly.

Ron whispered to Harry on the other side: "There is a normal person."

"Then what type do you like?" Angelina asked.Hermione also tilted her head in interest.

"I, I..." Demar was about to speak when she looked up and met the Weasley twins who had just entered the auditorium. They smiled at Demar's side and started to walk this way.Dema was attracted by their movements, and couldn't turn his eyes away from them.She felt that her expression must be silly now.

Angelina and Hermione looked from her perspective, and saw the two laughing and joking demon kings staring at each other in horror.

They greeted Angelina, found an empty seat nearby and sat down, and hurriedly began to fill their stomachs.George looked up at Ron and shouted, "Little Ronnie, pass me the slice of bread." Ron rolled his eyes and ignored him.

Just when George was about to stand up and take it himself, he took the whole basket of bread with one hand.

George looked up and met a pair of flustered blue eyes.He froze for a moment before realizing who it was.Some time ago, I was often inquired by them, but it seems to be different?

"Ah, thank you Green." He took the bread basket and put several slices of bread on his plate.I didn't continue to think about the changes in Dema, it's important to eat enough to go to class!

"Call me Dema..." Dema whispered, her ears turning red.

"What?" George, who was focusing on the bread, didn't hear clearly.

"Just call her Dema!" Angelina patted George on the shoulder, smiling mysteriously.

The two identical heads turned their heads to look at Angelina's rare expression strangely, and Dema felt restless on the opposite side.

Fortunately, Angelina didn't say anything, and left with Demar after dinner.

The two were walking in the corridor, and Dema deliberately ignored Angelina and followed her with her head tilted.

"Fred or George?" Angelina asked suddenly.

"What...what?" Dema turned her head, "Who?"

"Who do you like, I ask? Fred or George? But it doesn't make a difference, they look the same... You don't like both!"

"How is it possible!" Dema looked at Angelina in shock, "What are you thinking about!"

"Oh...let me guess...Fred? No...George! It's George, isn't it!"

Dema blushed, and looked away again, still struggling for death: "What are you talking about..."

"Please, you blushed when you handed the bread just now, and you said you had no idea? But how did you tell them apart..." Angelina frantically asked Del Mar.The two walked faster and faster, and finally ran directly in the corridor, shouting and laughing loudly.

"Angelina, stop laughing!" Dema's exasperated voice came from the corridor.

As soon as the twins came out of the auditorium after eating, they heard this sound from a distance.

Fred sighed: "The one named Demagrene seems to have changed a lot."

George nodded, recalling the pair of blue eyes just now, and replied casually, "It's become more beautiful."

Fred next to him looked at his brother strangely.