hp fat girl and george

Dema's fourth-year college cup was awarded to the college where the savior who dared to fight the basilisk belonged—Gryffindor!

It was the end of a fourth year that couldn't have been better for Delma, she sat smiling at the long table, and everyone walked up and down cheering and chatting.

Angelina, Hermione and her two useless men were sitting next to Dema, who was very deserted in the past, and the Weasley twins and Ginny were sitting on the opposite side. Looking at them from a distance, it was the busiest place in the entire auditorium. The place.

Derma sat among the group, laughing and listening to their holiday plans being discussed, while Ron was telling stories about him and Harry battling the basilisk with great fanfare.She suddenly felt that it wasn't that she didn't care about other people's eyes before... maybe it was just that she gave up on herself.

As long as you want to change, hope can come.

George quickly cut two large pieces of apple pie before Ron took the whole plate away.I added another piece to the plate of Dema who was distracted.

Dema bit her fork, looked at the apple pie in surprise, and thanked her blushingly.I ate it in small bites, but I didn't taste the taste of my favorite apple pie at all.

Hermione next to her suddenly patted Demar who was buried in her meal.

"So where do you live, Demar? I live in Manchester too." Hermione said excitedly. "Maybe we can hang out together during the holidays."

Dema nodded and said, "I live in Stone District, we can visit the newly opened commercial street in the city."

Hermione nodded, and made an appointment with Demar about the time, and then turned to chat with Harry.

Angelina, who is of mixed race and lives far away from them, regrettably complained that she could not join their regular appointments.

Dema hugged Angelina reassuringly, and said with a smile, "You are welcome to come and stay at my house on a broom anytime."

So they both laughed together.

Life in school is really wonderful.I don't even want to... No, I still want to take a vacation.

Dema got off the train, dragged the suitcase, and saw her mother leaning on her car from a distance.She jumped up and waved happily, and Mrs. Green took a moment to recognize the changed daughter.

Dema smiled and was about to walk over when suddenly someone patted her on the shoulder.Turning around, red tall and thin twins stood behind her with a smile, but it was rare that there was only one.

Dema hesitated for a moment, seeing his uncomfortably touching his nose, and asked, "George?"

George's eyes widened and he let out a strange cry. "How did you know?"

Dema smiled triumphantly and raised his chin, pointing to his hand still on his nose.

George suddenly realized.A family with red hair not far behind him began to beckon him home.

"Oh, it's okay, I just wanted to say that you remember to write to me." George waved his hand and ran away.

Dema watched him run away with a smile, turned around and touched his face that was getting warmer.When I looked up, I bumped into the gossiping smiling face of my mother.

The chubby Mrs. Green was so angry that she started to tease her daughter: "Oh, how can I become beautiful~"

"Mom, let's go!" Demar ran to the side of the car and quickly put the luggage on, stopping Mrs. Green's next words eager to try.

Mrs. Green shrugged and got into the driver's seat.

Demar's mother, Mrs. Green, is a very enlightened parent.The way of educating children is biased towards American style.As a strong single mother, she has a big heart that Dema envies.

After learning that her daughter liked the red-haired guy who greeted her on the platform, she pulled Dema through an analysis, and planned to buy a bunch of new skirts for Dema, who had lost weight.He was kicked out of the bedroom by the helpless Dema.

Finally calmed down, Dema breathed a sigh of relief.

Da Zixing was lying on the bed, just about to take a rest, but when she closed her eyes, she remembered what George had said to her at the station.

Dema turned upright, sat at the desk in his bedroom, spread out the parchment, and picked up the quill.

and many more……

Is it too soon to write a letter as soon as I get home...

But... now I'm already thinking about him.

Gan.

Dema silently put down the pen and buried her face in her hands.

DeMar eventually wrote, not to George, of course, but to Angelina.There was a lot of nonsense in the letter, and the last sentence asked Angelina when she thought she would write to the Weasleys.

Angelina replied super fast, and Delma's little snowball—her owl, a small snow owl—delivered her letter the next day.

Dema quickly smoothed Xueqiu's hair, fed him some bread, and opened the letter. There were only three large characters on the letter: Write immediately!

Dema laughed out loud.Sure enough, it's Angelina's style.

After careful consideration, Dema still didn't write right away, mainly because he hadn't learned the new spell well and didn't know what to write.

So Dema began a happy holiday life.Sleep until you wake up naturally, get up and have lunch, read a book in the afternoon, practice new spells, have dinner, and then make your own gadgets.Had a very happy life.

During the day, Mrs. Green had to go to work, and no one cared about her. After staying at home for two weeks, Dema felt that she had gained a few pounds.

Dema pinched the flesh on her face and was silent for a while.But her comprehensive protection spell finally made a new breakthrough, and she didn't care whether she had gained weight, so she buried herself in the book every day trying to understand this thing called the Patronus spell.

It's a pity that magic spells are not allowed during the holidays, Dema sighed.

It was Christmas in a blink of an eye, and Demar remembered that she hadn't written a letter to George yet.This time it should seem that I am not so eager!

Dema excitedly wrote a long article, writing about what he was doing recently, and also wrote about the latest progress of his research.I couldn't restrain my excitement at all, after signing my name, I blushed and added a small smile :)

On the other side, the Weasleys were eating at the Burrow.Mrs Weasley yelled upstairs as she wanded a simmering pot of cream of mushroom soup onto the table.

"Come on! Fred! George! Ron! Come down to dinner!"

"coming!"

Three red-haired lads jumped down the stairs and were about to go to the table.A little white owl flew in through the window.Ginny, who was sitting at the table facing the door, saw it immediately.

"A little owl!" said Ginny, pointing at Snowball. "It's so cute."

The three red-haired heads turned to look at the snowball flying lightly, George scratched his head and felt a little familiar.

Snowball landed unceremoniously on George's shoulder, and dropped the letter, which was a little too big for it, into his hand.

"Oh! I remembered, it's Dema's Xiao Xuexiao." Fred next to him propped his chin and suddenly realized. "Come and eat!" Fred picked up the bread on the table and grabbed a small piece of it.Then he sat down and read the letter in George's hand.

"See what new spells our little colleagues have learned?" he said.

George opened the letter happily and saw the opening sentence.

Hi Fred George, Zhan Xinjia.Are you guys good lately?I've been listening to the Beatles lately...

Fred & George: The Beatles?

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