twins of hp

Chapter 87 Christmas Chapter Storm 1

Harry and Ron stood by the sink peeling kale.Nancy sat on a stool next to them and painted her nails. "Can you help me?" Harry turned his head and said, "There's still a knife over there, take one and sharpen it together.

"Isn't this the job Mrs. Weasley gave you?" Nancy began to paint her nails a second time.

"I'm your brother!" Harry said seriously.

Nancy raised her eyelids and glanced at him, "Oh, you're starting to pressure me as a brother now, aren't you? Then I don't have to keep a secret for you, Ron..."

"Put your nail polish on!" Harry interrupted her hastily.

"What are you hiding from me?" Ron asked suspiciously.

"Nothing!" Harry hurriedly explained, "Nancy just likes to joke!"

"I don't like joking at all!" Nancy muttered, and began brushing with her left hand for her right.

"Can I help you?" Fred asked as the twins walked into the kitchen, sitting next to Nancy.George used to laugh at Harry and Ron for still peeling kale with a knife.Ron said angrily that he would be 17 soon.George continued to laugh.

"No, I can paint it myself." Nancy answered him and painted the color carefully.

"This color makes your hands very white." Fred was at a loss for words.

"Isn't it? Do you know which color is white? Such a feminine skill!" Ron, who couldn't quarrel with George, turned his head and laughed at Fred.

"If you think having a girlfriend makes you masculine, I think you may have misunderstood the term!" Fred turned to look at him. "Probably you have forgotten what you look like in a skirt. I don't mind taking out the photos for you to review."

"Or I can put it on for you right now." George looked at him with his hips akimbo.

Ron turned pale and shouted, "You coaxed me to wear that when I was young!"

"Which girl is so upset?" George ignored him and turned to Harry.

"Uh..." Harry didn't know how to relieve Ron.

"It's better than a pair of bachelors!" Ron choked.

"Sorry, Angelina is my girlfriend now." George glanced at him lazily.

"You got her?" Ron asked in surprise, "Didn't she always like—" under the pressure of George's eyes, he muttered, "Okay—okay—"

"Come on, the girl from the paper shop is waiting for us to do her magic!" George said to his twin brother.

"I'm not going." Fred was a little depressed, he put his face on his palms and watched Nancy brush her nails over and over again.

George watched him, and finally walked out of the kitchen with a sigh.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, then turned their heads back tacitly, staring at the knife peeling the cabbage intently.

"How many times are you going to paint?" Fred asked softly.

Nancy paused, and slowly twisted the brush back into the bottle.Fred flicked his wand, and a breeze blew the nail polish dry.He pulled Nancy up and walked out.

Harry and Ron turned their heads to look at their backs at the same time, with such force that their necks were about to break. "Are you going to be okay?" Harry asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, Fred has always been measured." Ron comforted.

Nancy was dragged by Fred all the way to the apple tree behind the house. "Tell me, why have you been avoiding me?" He let go of his hand and asked.

"I didn't hide from you..." Nancy faltered, looking at the goblin nest aside, where a potato-like goblin poked its head out to see who was talking.

"You don't even look at me now." Fred exposed her mercilessly. "I think you don't really want to come to my house for Christmas, do you? Maybe you're thinking that it's better for me to stay in the store?"

"I didn't want you to stay in the store for the holidays," said Nancy, turning her face back at once.

"Are you willing to look at me at last?" Fred smiled at her. "I thought you preferred to look at the watch on the wall, the teapot on the table, the umbrella barrel by the wall, and this goblin hole."

Nancy bit her lip and looked at him, unable to deny it.

"Doesn't it hurt?" Fred stretched out his hand halfway but retracted it.He sighed and began to stare at the goblin den as well.

"Actually, I should have given up. It's really not my style." He paused for a moment and said, "I don't like sloppy relationships. I like decisive girls. You are too hesitant." He looked at Nancy , looking at her pretty face, "But every time I make up my mind, I change my mind as soon as I see you. I can't help but want to pester you, and I don't like myself like this..."

"I always say to myself, next time, if you reconcile with Malfoy next time, I will give up immediately. As a result, I can't give up every time... Every time I want to tell you, want to I want you to give me a chance, and I want you to try it. How will you know I’m not as good as him if you don’t give it a try?” Fred panted, his mood fluctuated a bit, he half turned around to calm down, but The eye sockets are still a little red.

"Nancy..." He looked at her, couldn't help reaching out to caress her cheek, her face was flushed by the wind, "Is he that good?"

Nancy looked at him and nodded.

Fred lowered his hand with a gloomy look. "I understand." He looked at her, as if seeing him for the first time, and she also looked at him with her round green almond eyes, like a ignorant deer.For the first time his heart was beating wildly because of a girl.He clearly knew that she didn't belong to him and would have to give up sooner or later, but at this moment, he couldn't say anything.

"In the future, don't keep avoiding me. Just treat me as a friend. I told you, if you need a friend, I am the best friend." He smiled and rubbed Nancy's hair , resisting the soreness in his eye sockets, he didn't want her to see him at his most vulnerable.

"You... you go back first... I'll, I'll watch the goblin for a while..." He pushed her lightly and turned around quickly.

Seeing Fred like this, Nancy felt very sad.She tugged at his arm.

"Go back! Before I change my mind," Fred said, still turning his back on her. "If you're not going to be with me, don't give me hope."

Nancy glanced at him, turned slowly, and walked toward the house.

Fred listened to her footsteps and felt that she was getting further and further away from him.Something slowly slid across the face, drop by drop, and landed on the soil.

The goblin poked its head out of the hole, thinking it was raining, only to find out that it had been tricked.It angrily slapped Fred's ankle.

Not long after Nancy returned to the house, Fred entered.His face was sullen, and he was carrying a goblin who had been stunned backwards in his hand.So, at the top of the Christmas tree was a fat little angel, stuffed into a little golden skirt, and glued a pair of wings made of cardboard, glaring at them.

In the evening, Lucius came with Draco.He came to deliver information to Mr. Weasley.Nancy was surprised, she took Draco to the back of the house.

Draco looked up at the tree trunk beside him, "This tree is really big, it's as thick as several people."

Nancy frowned slightly at him.He felt his eyes turn back quickly, "They're not at my house today. So I can come out with Dad. Did you get my Christmas present? Did you like it?"

Nancy nodded.His brows were still slightly furrowed.

"Are you still mad at me?" Draco looked at her a little uneasy.

Nancy shook her head.Get close to him, wrap your arms around his waist, lean on his chest.

The sudden hug surprised Draco, but he was still uneasy. He felt that everything was different and there must be a reason. "What’s wrong with you?"

Nancy still didn't speak.Draco could only hug her and stand silently with her.

A series of hurried footsteps came, "The minister is here, you must..." Fred stopped abruptly.

Nancy hurriedly separated from Draco.Draco frowned at her.

"Percy and the minister are here to see Harry. They're going this way. Follow me." Fred stared at them and said as he walked towards the orchard.

Draco hesitated for a moment, then pulled Nancy to follow him.

They were walking into the innermost corner of the orchard. "There's a broom house here." Fred opened the door and walked in.This is probably the weirdest scene ever?Nancy thought.The three of them, who were least willing to meet at the same time, were crowded together in a small dusty room at the moment, standing awkwardly.

In fact, the only one who felt embarrassed was Nancy.Fred and Draco were quite at ease.They stared at each other as if trying to see a flower in each other's faces.

"It's really dirty here, don't you ever clean it?" Draco seemed unable to change this problem.

"It's specially prepared to entertain you, is it a surprise?" Fred replied without showing any weakness.

"Very pleasantly surprised, but not surprising." Draco pulled the corner of his mouth coldly.

Then they started staring at each other with sparks flying.Nancy kept staring at the tips of her shoes, as if there were the most wonderful sights there.

I don't know how long it took, but Nancy felt that it seemed as long as a century.Draco and Fred stared at each other tirelessly.It seems that whoever retreats first loses.Tired of them all, she sighed.

"Are you tired?" Draco and Fred asked her simultaneously.Then they stared at each other again.

"I was asking about my girlfriend," Draco said haughtily.

"This is my home!" Fred said slowly, looking at him.

Draco stared at him twice, "This sentence seems to be omnipotent, but unfortunately I may not hear it in the future. I will miss it."

"Why?" Nancy asked, looking up.

"Because Potter wins from now on! We'll graduate even before that. Can I still let you come here then?" Draco said.

Fred pursed his lips tightly.

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Harry leaned halfway in, stared at the three of them with a strange expression, and said, "He's gone."

Nancy was the first to slip out and take Harry's arm with an enthusiasm like she hadn't seen in centuries. "Let's go, I'm starving to death."