hp fat girl and george

The next day, Professor McGonagall announced the Christmas ball, asking everyone to find a dance partner in advance, because before that, Professor McGonagall will give them time to train dances, although most of the participants are senior students , but basically most wizards from Muggle families can't dance, and some even have no idea what a waltz is.

Demar is one of those people.

So George came to invite her as soon as he knew about the ball. Although Demar happily agreed, she immediately became worried again.

"So waltz is a compulsory course for you pure-blood wizards?"

It was rare for Dema not to read the book, she stared at George with her chin propped on one hand, and asked wonderingly.

"Not really. You also know how scarce entertainment activities are for wizards. Wizard chess, Quidditch...just these two? Anyway, it's Chinese New Year, and everyone has nothing else to do. The way to celebrate is to listen to Dance to the music, and watch a little bit more.”

George lowered his head to adjust his big shit, he was going to get a mini espresso, inspired by the Muggle espresso that Demar mentioned the other day.A small cup is as big as a thumb, but it has enough water for a day.

"I really don't know it at all. Will Professor McGonagall teach from scratch?" Dema, who has always had good grades, rarely worries about her hobbies.

"Of course, it should be opened for people who don't know anything. And you didn't even know what a magic wand was until you were 11 years old. Didn't you get the first grade in the first grade?" George said without thinking. Xueba Dema has a blind self-confidence.

"That's right." Dema nodded. She is also confident in her learning ability. If she teaches from scratch, there will be no problem.

"However, you actually remember that I was number one in the first grade? Did you know who I was at that time..." Dema asked suspiciously.

"First in grade..." George brought up this topic vaguely, then smiled playfully again, put down the miniature big dung in his hand, and made a gesture to hug Delmar.

"I can also help you with a preview."

"Stay away from me!" Dema jumped up instantly and took two steps back, the rejection couldn't be more obvious.

"Can you wash your hands after you finish the big dung!!!"

.........

On the day of McGonagall's dance training class, Dema and Angelina both wore short robes that were easy to move around.Although Angelina is a little better than Dema, she is not a skilled worker.

The two of them mixed in the crowd a little nervously, and the two red-haired twins who were a head taller than the others were particularly conspicuous behind them.

"Okay, girls and boys, be quiet." Professor McGonagall waved his wand to make his voice louder, "We will start from the basics today, first of all, girls should pay attention to keeping their chests up and their heads up, and they must have a good spirit face……"

Hearing that the teaching started from the basics, Dema was relieved.Then concentrate on listening to the movements explained by Professor McGonagall.But it is obvious that the brain remembers it, but it does not mean that the body will.

After Professor McGonagall practiced in pairs, George grinned and was stepped on by DeMar's lambskin boots again.

"I'm glad you're not wearing high heels?" George gasped, rubbing his feet.

"Seriously dear, you have to relax, if you can't relax, you might end up with a lame boyfriend."

Dema, whose nervous hands and feet could not keep up with his brain, became more nervous and couldn't keep up with his brain.Stepping on George's foot again, Dema quickly stopped and apologized, her distressed eyes were a little red.

George, who was still teasing Dema just now, quickly admitted his mistake, and went up to kiss his distressed little girlfriend on the forehead.

"It's okay, don't rush Dema. Take your time. Let's do it again."

George put his arms around Del Mar's waist, as if to make another basic step.Dema said nothing.

"No, no, I'll still step on you if you jump again. Let's talk about it tomorrow..." Dema glanced at Professor McGonagall and said in a low voice.

Dema, who has always been strong in studies, wants to give up on his own initiative?George looked at her in disbelief, and after a second thought, he understood her intention of giving up.He sighed violently in his heart.

My girlfriend is good at everything, but she is too gentle, and sometimes it is not a good thing to think too much about other people's feelings.

"Take off your shoes," said George grimly.

Startled by his tone, Dema quickly took off his little boots and put them aside.I thought George was afraid that she would hurt him with her shoes again.Dema also thoughtfully kept the shoes far away.

After putting on the shoes, Dema felt a strong force on her waist, and her whole body was suspended in the air. She exclaimed, attracting the attention of the people around her.

Demar was picked up by George's waist and put her sock-only feet on George's feet.

"Look at this, you won't step on me."

George smiled smugly, the two were very close, and the heat of his words fell into Dema's ears, making Dema stiffen with shame.

"I, I, I, I am very heavy!" Dema struggled for a long time, and could only choke out this sentence.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" George laughed out loud, moved his feet, and also led Dema to move his legs, showing that he could move freely.

"Come on, let me review it for you."

With this movement, George spun around on the dance floor step by step with his arms around Demar.

The girls around cast envious glances, and then all felt angry for their wooden male partner.

Professor McGonagall, who noticed the movement here, also frowned when he saw George carefully teaching Dema's movements on his feet.

This kind of tender and passionate love of young people is really unbearable.

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The first thing I do after the postgraduate entrance examination is to sleep all day! ! !I am so sleepy, I rely on candy to continue my life TAT