[HP] If Dudley had a sister

Since Harry caught Deborah, his hands have been holding her tightly and never let go.At first, Deborah thought that she had been missing for too long. Her little cousin was missing her, and she was about to pat him on the back to comfort him, but she felt the boy's hand holding her more and more tightly.

"Harry?" Deborah said softly.

Harry didn't answer.The hot air he breathed when he turned his head slightly brushed against one of Deborah's ears, making Deborah shudder with itching, and the ear was slightly red.Harry buried his head in the golden curls on her shoulders - he could smell Deborah's unique fresh smell, and something he was not familiar with, tea, lemon...

Why did she come down from the sky, but she carried a comfortable aura as if she had just finished an afternoon tea?

"Harry!" Deborah broke away from this too long and ambiguous embrace.She sensed an atmosphere that should not belong to a hug between family, and unconsciously tinged with anger in her tone: "Are you smelling me?"

"No." The savior looked upright.

"But—" Deborah paused, because she saw Hermione and Ron coming from afar, and Dumbledore following them.

At first they just walked over the grass slowly, but when the sharp-eyed Ron saw Deborah's familiar figure, he immediately happily pulled Hermione towards the place where Harry and Deborah were standing.

The little brown-haired witch rushed over and hugged Deborah in one breath, causing the latter to stagger a few steps.After seeing that there were only Harry and Deborah just now, Ron thumped Harry's chest and smiled teasingly.

"I miss you so much!" Hermione said excitedly, "I, Harry, Ron, everyone misses you so much, where have you been!"

"And fell from the sky," Harry added.

"I didn't mean to—" Deborah waved her hand hastily, "I made a mistake when I cast the magic."

"Anyway, it's good to be back." Dumbledore, who had been walking unhurriedly, finally followed up. He bent his eyes and said with a smile, "Take a good rest."

"I have something to ask you now, and I'm not tired," said Deborah.

Harry who heard this sentence showed a worried look for a moment, and Hermione and Ron didn't know what to say, but they knew that when Deborah made a decision, 3000 million horses couldn't hold her back—don't forget When they all doubted Snape in first year, she was the only one who believed him.What they didn't know, though, was that Deborah believed Snape was labeling Deborah "stubborn" only because she knew the future, and because they didn't.

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, shook his head, and said kindly: "I just came here to check if there is any accident on your body. It seems that all you need is to go to the dormitory and sleep-you need to rest."

When Deborah heard about it, she didn't want to go against Dumbledore's kindness directly.So she took off the necklace around her neck and put it in Dumbledore's hands obediently. "Can you tell me about the necklace and everything else next time?"

"I promise you," said the great White Wizard.

Deborah curled the corners of her mouth, showing a reassuring smile.

……

Warm red curtains and carpets, orange cushions, no chattering noise from the robbery team or Tom Riddle's disturbing questions, Deborah lay comfortably in the dormitory, her other two roommates Lavender and Parvati were absent, only Hermione was lying on the bed with her.

"candy?"

"Do not."

"Don't you want to eat more?" Hermione asked concerned.

"I just finished dinner - I had cake before dinner and I'm going to get fat," Deborah said.

Hermione stretched out her hand and squeezed Deborah's waist, and said dissatisfiedly, "You're so skinny and you still call yourself fat!"

"It's so itchy." Deborah giggled, and pinched the itchy flesh on Hermione's waist as if for revenge, and the two little witches started to quarrel on the bed like this.

When Deborah came back later than in the previous weeks, Harry had completed two tasks, and it was almost time to confront Voldemort head-on.Deborah was rescued by Harry today, but it just happened that Harry wanted to think about something in a secluded grassland. When Deborah asked him what he wanted to be alone, Harry hesitated and refused to say more.

You don't want others to know your personal secrets. Afterwards, Deborah can't help but blame herself for being too talkative.

And Dumbledore was just because he was in a tense moment recently. He saw someone falling from the sky far away from the tower, so he ran over to look, and happened to run into Hermione and Ron who were looking for Harry.

"The news that you came back today is simply big news. Even Malfoy can't wait to come over to fight you like a chicken blood. He has never done such a naive thing as a child before. And Digo Well, the Hufflepuffs booing as soon as he ran to the Gryffindor table at dinner today, it's annoying—" Hermione babbled.

Deborah remembered that at dinner today, everyone discussed the Goblet of Fire. The boys talked about the beautiful girls with Veela blood, and the girls talked about the three attention-getting men on the Goblet of Fire. Contestants, and when this is mentioned, Hermione will inevitably be mentioned about Viktor Krum dancing with her at the ball, and the gossip rumors about her and Harry.

Deborah was constantly asked where she went and who she met. When she answered casually while lowering her head to eat, the noise around her suddenly seemed to disappear.

She looked up to see Cedric standing next to her.

As a result, those who were noisy before inevitably lowered their voices and talked in a low voice, all pricked up their ears to hear what Cedric would say to Deborah.

But Cedric obviously let them down. He didn't make an earth-shattering confession, nor did he hug or kiss passionately. He just smiled and said, "You're finally back."

Deborah nodded.

The big Hufflepuff boy immediately showed a hearty smile that couldn't be happier, and said excitedly: "Great, I've been worried that you won't be able to watch my last game-will you cheer for me?"

"Of course." Deborah said with a smile.

As soon as she finished speaking, accompanied by Cedric's sudden hug, there was a "ding" sound of a fork falling on the silver plate.

Such behavior could almost be considered rude, and the people at the same table in Gryffindor College couldn't help but look at the instigator of the incident—the famous savior Harry Potter.But Harry just stood up, said "I'm done eating.", and left the hall as if nothing happened. Ron and Hermione were a little at a loss, so the situation became that Ron went to follow Harry, and Hermione accompanied Deborah through the final dessert.

Thinking of Harry, Deborah buried her head in the pillow in distress, and asked hesitantly, "Hermione, don't you think Harry is a little weird. Is it because I haven't seen him for a long time? Or is it because He really hates Cedric and that's why he's being so... cold today?"

"You really don't know?" Hermione asked.

"I don't know." Deborah suddenly felt a little guilty, and she remembered the overly ambiguous hug today.

Hermione really wanted to pinch Deborah's face and rub it vigorously. She really wanted to tell Deborah about these gossips, small emotional problems, and entanglements, but she finally held back and said, "You don't even know If not, it's useless for me to tell you."

If Deborah didn't notice it herself, or if Harry confessed, it would be meaningless.thought Hermione.

Deborah didn't continue to ask. She vaguely guessed something, but she was too embarrassed to guess.

These things are not the most important, the most important thing is to get rid of Voldemort.

If Hermione knew what Deborah was thinking, she couldn't help but grab Deborah's shoulders, shake her back and forth vigorously, and shouted depressingly: "Guess, you should keep guessing!"Do you know that I feel uncomfortable when I hold it back, and it’s even more uncomfortable if Harry doesn’t confess? You look so invincible and uncomfortable when you don’t know anything! !

But their discussion on this topic came to an abrupt end as if they were just scratching the surface.At the end, Hermione talked a little bit about the Goblet of Fire, such as how Harry got the dragon's egg, such as at the Christmas ball, Cedric, who was bravely invited by countless girls, didn't agree to any of them, and Harry Then she sat in the corner with Ron all night——Hermione was a little shy when she mentioned Krum, but she was more angry that Ron didn't invite her immediately, and instead regarded her as the last choice.

"Since you look down on me so much, I won't choose to be his dance partner! Naturally, someone else will invite me!" Hermione was still a little angry at this point.

But Deborah was never afraid that their relationship would disappear because of this, because they were one of the Iron Triangle of Gryffindor. After going through difficulties in the future, they finally got married and gave birth to lovely and intelligent children.

In the continuation of the topic of the little girls, their remaining two roommates also came back.Deborah lay on the bed, finally feeling tired slowly, she closed her eyes, and no longer had to worry about waking up to an orphanage or a rabbit cage the next day.

The strange thing is that she thought she would be so tired that she would have no dreams all night, but she still dreamed of Lily and James when she was a teenager. After James held her hand, he didn't pass out, but instead pulled her to Lily to show her.Lily didn't feel her resemblance, and when she was about to speak-the scene changed quickly, and it became an adult Lily pulling Harry and pushing him in front of Deborah.

The black-haired, green-eyed boy lowered his head and didn't dare to look at her. Deborah was about to laugh at him when she saw Voldemort's snake-like face that Dumbledore and she were most familiar with, painted with clown makeup, wearing a clumsy and wide clown suit, with a mouth A balloon was blowing up between her and Harry.

"Don't forget to be brave, children," Dumbledore said to her and Harry.

Voldemort continued blowing up balloons - wait for Voldemort blowing up balloons in a clown suit? ? ! !

Deborah woke up with a fright.

The author has something to say:

Deborah actually understood that Harry didn't seem to have such innocent feelings for her sister, but she didn't want to ask directly.

Speaking of why before I wrote this article, I desperately wanted Sirius to be the hero, but he appeared too late. Harry, Cedric and even Tom have been deeply imprisoned in my mind. When I was young I didn’t want to write about Draco when I was young, but now I find that the setting of “she dislikes me and I dislike her, why did I fall in love with her in the end” is too cute, if I write the ending and still have this kind of love, I will write about it Bar.

As the ending draws to a close, I think about new pitfalls. I don’t want to write fandoms for the time being, whether it’s HP fanboys or anime fanboys, although I really want to write those two articles in the column...

But the next article is more original. I have three ideas. One is about the entertainment circle in the column, and the other two are in my brain hole collection "Taste Food List". That said, I must save the manuscript for the next update!