hp fat girl and george

In the suffocating cold wind, the carriage fell into dead silence. Outside the car window, there was some kind of terrifying monster poking its head and trying to get in, and the lock of the carriage door rattled.The atmosphere is simply hopeless.

George's arm hurt a little, but she couldn't speak anymore, and she firmly grasped George's shoulder. The two of them were tightly pressed together, and their bodies trembled slightly.

Fortunately, the monster left after only staying for a while, and their carriage gradually warmed up.After a while, the lights in the carriage slowly turned on, and everyone felt alive.

They hugged each other until the lights came on, and everyone saw it, but no one made fun of them.Everyone is no better.Angelina and Katie were also hugging tightly, with Fred holding George's arm in one hand and Wood's in the other.Wood, who didn't know when he was sitting on the ground, also hugged himself tightly and shrank by the seat.

"That... what?" Katie's crying voice sounded, and everyone gradually became afraid.What if their car doors were unlocked?

"It's... a dementor. A magical creature that specializes in watching prisoners in Azkaban." Dema sat up from George's arms, still trembling uncontrollably, her face pale and terrifying.However, the complexions of all present are similar, and it seems that the two blushes on George's face are particularly obvious.

"Dementors!?" Katie and Angelina looked like they were going to pass out, and Wood wasn't much better.

Dema remembered the homework he had done during the holidays to perfect the protection spells, and learned the high-level magic spells for the holidays, calling the gods to guard against dementors.But Dema doesn't know how to use magic wands during the holidays. She just read a lot of relevant materials.It was only then that she realized that the monster that was understated in the book was so terrifying.

She picked up the snack bag that hit the ground just now, and took out all the chocolates and distributed them to everyone.

"Eat some chocolate and feel better." She tried her best, unwrapped the chocolate, and handed it out.The cards that everyone cherishes usually are thrown into the garbage bag along with the packaging.

George took the chocolate she handed over, feeling her cold fingertips still trembling slightly.

She was also very scared, and she was completely forced to take care of everyone.

He looked at her worriedly.

Everyone didn't speak for a while, they took Demafen's chocolate and gnawed it bite by bite.After a long time, everyone's complexion gradually improved, and they began to discuss why there were dementors on the Hogwarts train.

In the midst of everyone's discussion, Dema discovered that she had been sitting next to George, their shoulders were close together, and the other's body temperature was transmitted through the clothes.

She quickly stood up as if she had been burned, and went to sit on the seat of the girl opposite.And Wood, who had been simply sitting on the ground, stood up and patted his buttocks and sat beside George.

George turned his head and glanced at him in disgust, then moved towards Fred.

Wood, who felt his bad eyes:?

Wait for everyone to return to their souls completely, and think of everything just now.Angelina smiled ambiguously and winked at Dema, and Dema turned red from the base of her ears to her neck.Recalling the touch of George's arm around her waist just now, as well as the other's body temperature and the smell very similar to the bottle of male fragrance she bought.Dema's whole body seemed to be smoking.

This state did not ease until they entered the auditorium.He didn't care at all when Dumbledore explained why the dementors were stationed and introduced the new brown-haired Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.Dizzy, he followed Angelina after dinner, and when he returned to the dormitory, Dema completely threw himself on the bed.

She buried herself on the sheet that the elf had just changed, and took a deep breath to calm down the heart that seemed to be jumping out.

She was absolutely wrong before, and tonight is definitely the best day for her to sleep!

On the other side, Fred looked at his brother strangely. After encountering the dementor on the train, he walked all the way to the auditorium to finish the meal.George didn't say much at all.

Fred was a little worried about him, but more strange.He knew his twin so well, they knew each other better than they knew themselves.According to George and his similar guts, he shouldn't be able to recover after he has recovered for a long time?

George's terrible silence continued into the dormitory.Both of their roommates noticed something was wrong, when had the twins been so quiet?

The remaining two boys thought they were going to quarrel, and thoughtfully went to the common room to leave them a little space.

George's head was buried under the covers, his hair ties tightly clutched in his hands.

"Fred..." he said weakly.

Fred sat on the edge of his bed worriedly and said, "I'm here bro, are you all right?"

George was silent for a while before he said tremblingly, "I seem to be in love..."

Then George fell silent again.

Fred froze in mid-air with his comforting hand about to pat him, with a huge question mark on his head.

What did you say bro?

You went through a dementor today and you told me you were in love?

Who?Dementors?

...Brother, I suddenly feel that I don't understand you that well again.

Fred, who waited for a long time without waiting for the next sentence, was petrified like Hermione last semester.

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