[HP Fred] I was the school belle at Hogwarts

"Fred Weasley, where did he go?" A woman's roar was deafening at No. 12 Grimmauld Place in the morning.

Everyone, young and old, was sitting at the table, not daring to face Mrs. Weasley's anger. Today's breakfast looked difficult to eat.

"I guess he's...sleepwalking. Right, Sirius." Arthur turned the topic to Sirius.

"Maybe, there are many places to hide people in this old house..." Sirius explained forcefully, while secretly cursing Arthur's reason for being too unreliable.

"Yes, let's eat first. Maybe he will find the exit in a few days!" Arthur nodded quickly in agreement.

"Do you think I am a three-year-old child? No one is allowed to eat until I make it clear today." Molly's eyes turned around from everyone's face and finally settled on George. "Speak first, George!"

"Mom, we are not conjoined twins. Fred and I also have our own private space." George cleared up the suspicion and did not sell the fateful couple who separated the two places.

"Okay, I'll believe you just once! Arthur, tell me!" Molly pointed the finger at her husband, who was really not good at lying.

"Fred, he...he..."

"Good morning, Mom!" Fred's voice suddenly fell from the sky like a savior.

Molly looked at the careless laughing kid who came in from the door. She breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time felt a deep sense of powerlessness in her heart. "Fred, you came just in time. Please explain to yourself where you were last night." Already?"

"Sirius has a super cool motorcycle. I just camped on the motorcycle for one night. Didn't you allow us to go out?" Fred said aggrievedly.

"Lie-lie, what happened to the "Weasley Bell"? "Molly put her hands on her hips and didn't believe a word he said.

"Actually, it malfunctioned..." Fred looked guilty. "I secretly used it to modify it last night, but it didn't seem to be successful."

Molly looked at the back of the clock and saw that it had been tampered with.

"So, you are deliberately playing hide and seek with me? In this special period?" Molly looked at her son who was much taller than herself with red eyes.

The guilt that suddenly arose in his heart almost overwhelmed Fred. Sure enough, he should have thought of a better idea before running away last night...

Fred held his mother in his arms and comforted her, "I'm sorry, Mom, I promise that George and I will be obedient throughout the summer."

The "Fred Disappearance Case" finally came to an end soon, because three days later, a series of major events occurred in the British magical world.

"Ten Death Eaters have escaped from prison, Azkaban has fallen, the Dementors have rebelled, and the British Ministry of Magic will face its greatest crisis! 》

"The wizarding world is panicking. Can Cornelius Fudge still be trusted?" 》

"Can Cornelius Fudge really cope with today's situation?" Public opinion shows that everyone trusts Dumbledore more! 》

The rain is coming and the wind is all over the building.

The day after the Daily Prophet published the news, Harry Potter disappeared.

According to the Squib staff who had been pretending to be Muggles to secretly protect Harry, Harry went to a Muggle shopping mall alone and then disappeared.

Dumbledore guessed Harry's possible location as soon as he disappeared - Old Tom's grave.

The members of the Order of the Phoenix quickly gathered and rushed to their destination.

Unfortunately, they were a step too late. They saw with their own eyes the expressionless Harry raised his hand and allowed Barty Jr. to cut his palm. His blood dripped into the boiling crucible along with Barty Jr.'s little finger.

"Rescue Potter and leave," Dumbledore ordered.

They fought with the Death Eaters, but it seemed that Voldemort was also planning to make a truce. He did not pay attention to Potter who was already unconscious on the ground, and summoned his servants to leave.

Harry had never been so confused. There seemed to be two of him fighting for the use of his body in his brain.

Sometimes he doesn't even know what he was doing the moment before and why he was doing it.

In his mind, he joined the Death Eaters, looking at his companions expressionlessly or taking out his wand to torture the Muggle wizard lying on the ground.

"Harry, wake up."

"Think about the difference between you and Voldemort."

“Think about the things and people that make you happy…”

A voice came from a distant place, guiding him...

Dad...Mum...Sirius...Ron...Hermione...Principal Dumbledore...The Weasleys...

Familiar names are awakened one after another, and the memories about them are also vivid...

Yes, I have family who love me, friends who care about me, elders who guide me...I am different from you!

"Ka-cha" A mirror in my heart was broken.

Harry Potter finally opened his eyes, and then he was almost killed by a bear hug.

"Harry, it's great that you're okay, you scared us to death." It was Hermione's voice.

Harry looked up and saw a group of familiar people surrounding his bed, and his nose couldn't help but feel sore.

After everyone said hello and left one by one, Dumbledore sat down and said, "Harry, what happened today is very dangerous. Voldemort can easily spy on and influence your thoughts."

"Professor, what is the relationship between me and Voldemort?"

"You have a deep bond with Voldemort. If you are not strong-willed, he will take advantage of it."

"Believe in yourself, believe in us, Harry!" Dumbledore patted him on the shoulder.

"You will live here before school starts. Professor Snape will come to teach you Occlumency every day. You must learn it quickly." Dumbledore warned Harry a few words before leaving.

Aurors from the Ministry of Magic went out to find some clues, but Voldemort and the Death Eaters disappeared out of thin air.

The following days seemed to have returned to calm, and Minister of Magic Fudge also breathed a sigh of relief. However, it was too early for him to feel relieved.

Fudge, who was suddenly invited as a guest by the Death Eaters, saw with his own eyes the "mysterious man" sitting in the center being worshiped by a group of servants.

He was so helpless that he almost fell at his feet, and was helped to the seat opposite Voldemort by little Barty who invited him over.

He had to look directly into the eyes of the "mysterious man", and all his memories and emotions were checked over and over again... Fudge didn't want to recall what happened next. His smooth official career made him once think that he was omnipotent, but now it seems that he is nothing. It’s nothing more than a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water.

When he was returned to the Ministry of Magic, he was sure that his life had been saved. He was still the British Minister of Magic.

On September 1st, Hogwarts finally started school.

Compared to the turbulent and unpredictable situation outside, Hogwarts is like a warm and calm haven.

Sigrid saw the male prefect opposite - Draco Malfoy at the door of her prefect's box.

"Long time no see, Sigrid." Draco stopped when he saw the witch opposite.

"Long time no see, Draco." Sigrid looked at Draco and almost didn't dare to recognize him. Did this 15-year-old boy grow up so fast? It seems that Cedric's status as school varsity may be shaken this year.

The two chatted casually at the door of the carriage, and Sigrid intuitively felt that Draco had changed a lot, not just in appearance, he no longer looked like the childish guy in her impression.

"I still want to thank you for your warning in the medical room in the fourth grade. During the summer vacation, my father also said that I had matured. He was very pleased and told me... some things about my family." Draco hesitated.

When you grow up, sometimes you just need a summer vacation...

"It's nothing. Even if I don't tell you, you will notice it soon..." Sigrid smiled nonchalantly.

"In short, no matter who you date, you will always be Malfoy's friend and my Draco's friend!" Draco still made his promise to her very seriously.

"Then, please give me your advice for fifth years, Prefect Malfoy."

"Okay, please give me some advice, Prefect Stuart."

The two looked at each other and smiled. Sigrid raised her hand and gave Draco a standard handshake.

In the fifth grade, they also have a lot of interactions because of the prefect's work, so they can really be more formal.

Saying goodbye to Draco, Sigrid entered her own prefect's box. It looked similar to the Hufflepuff prefect's box that she happened to go to in the third year, except that the color was Slytherin's green.

She just raised her hand to put her luggage away when the door of the car was opened.

Fred leaned against the door and said in a pinched voice, "Please give me your guidance in fifth grade, Prefect Malfoy."

Then another person involved said, "Cough--cough, okay, please give me some advice, Prefect Stewart."

Sigrid folded her arms and laughed and cried after watching "Drama Queen" Fred's performance, and then made a pertinent comment, "You are so childish."

Fred closed the door of the car, took the hand that Sigrid was shaking hands with and held it. "I can be more childish!" He said and bit the back of the hand that Sigrid and Draco were shaking hands with. A moderately deep tooth mark.

"How disgusting, your saliva is all over my hands!" Sigrid glared at him with disgust.

"My dear, saliva can be disinfected!" Fred responded with a smile, and at the same time he did not forget to stick out his tongue and lick his lips ambiguously, helping Sigrid recall how many times they had exchanged saliva...

Sure enough, his suggestive action successfully made Sigrid furious. She stood up and glared at the annoying man sitting in her box like an uncle. It looked like some bloodshed would happen in the next second. .

"What, my little prefect, do you want to exercise your prefect authority to punish students who tell the truth? Deduct points or put them in solitary confinement?"

Fred was not afraid of her at all and continued to light the fire. "Ah, you seem to have no control over me - G, Lan, Fen, Duo!"

That bitchy tone and proud expression were so annoying.

"Then you can give it a try after school starts, We-S-Lai!" Sigrid threatened through gritted teeth.

Sigrid chose a place farthest away from him and sat down, angrily turning her head towards the window.

The first time they met at the beginning of school, the warrior who eloped with her on a cool motorcycle turned into a hateful person with a vicious tongue. The filter she had polished for a month was shattered on the floor.

Is it true that distance creates beauty?

……

——I seem to have made her angry.

Fred secretly glanced at her cold face and came to a conclusion.

Cough, cough, I saw the little wizards here giving me comments.

She bit me so many times in the past two years that she even left scars on her neck...

And me? I just took a bite, and the traces would probably have disappeared. Does she need to be so angry?

What? Are you saying I got the point wrong?

We have exchanged words countless times, this is an objective fact.

What? Are you saying I'm a bitch?

What I said was clearly justified.

There was also a fierce "battle between man and god" going on in the little theater in Fred's heart.

It wasn't until the box door was pushed open again that the atmosphere between the young lovers who were having a cold war was interrupted.

"Hi, Sigrid, I'm here to find you!" Susie's voice broke the silence.

Susie looked at a couple sitting far apart and asked cautiously, "Am I disturbing you?"

"Of course not, come in quickly!"

"Hello, Miss Nelson!"

The two of them immediately greeted Susie, who was standing hesitantly at the door, warmly.

Susie always felt that the atmosphere was strange, but she was pulled in by Sigri.

Next, the two little witches chatted and seemed to have endless things to say.

……

Fred couldn't get involved in his best friend's chat, so he could only say goodbye awkwardly, "Then I'll go back first, Sigrid."

"Well, bye." Sigrid looked up and replied perfunctorily and continued chatting with Susie.

When Fred opened the car door and was about to go out, Sigrid suddenly stopped him from behind, her voice was gentle and sweet, "Wait a minute, Fred."

Fred felt a thump in his heart, this tone was wrong!

He turned to look at her.

Sure enough, in the next second, Sigrid used her sweetest voice to spit out the most heart-wrenching words from her kissable little mouth, "I heard that Ron has become a prefect, help me congratulate him!"

——Ron? When did you have such a good relationship with that brat...

Fred, who was "indifferent to fame and fortune", couldn't laugh anymore. "Thank you, I will pass it on to Ronald."

After Fred left, Susie gossiped and asked, "Tell me, did you guys have a fight?"

"No, we're fine!" She wouldn't let Susie laugh at her!

"Then it's so embarrassing for you to leave him alone!" Susie sighed.

"Isn't it because you are here?" Sigrid winked at her, "Lest anyone say I value sex over friends!"

"It's okay, I don't mind if you show affection!" Susie said in a long voice, "Because I want to show affection to you too!"

"What? Who is it?" Sigrid suddenly became interested and extremely curious.

"Senior Wood. He wrote to me again during the summer vacation, inviting me to watch his game, and also gave me a season ticket." Susie's face was red, not to mention how excited she was, and she glanced at her shyly and said, " He also said he wanted to try dating me..."

"AH! AH! AH!!!!"

"AH! AH! AH!!!!"

At this point, the two people held each other's hands and became happy.

After being excited for a while, Susie reminded, "Character! Character! Pay attention to character!"

Sigrid calmed down: I am the Flower of the High Mountain, the incoming prefect of Slytherin.

Susie also calmed down: I am gentle and cute, Senior Wood’s only sweetheart.