Author: Muduoduomu

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Chapter 1. Break-up

Della broke up.

She's in third grade at Hogwarts this year, Gryffindor. Her ex-boyfriend was Fred of Weasleys.

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Everyone at the breakfast table was concentrating on the plates. No one dared to talk, nor looked at Della.

The youngest Hannah secretly glanced at Della, who was in dark face and had breakfast without combing her hair. In a low, but audible voice, she said, "Della must be very angry."

Della's face was getting worse.

Hans, the oldest boy, cleared his throat and said annoyingly, "I didn't think he's good for a long time. If you want to date with a Weasley, you may better choose Percy. The twins…" He shook his head, "I can't tell them apart." He took a suspicious look at Della, "can you?" He said hesitatedly and awkwardly, "I mean, did they play a trick on you like on anyone else? You know, George pretends to be Fred, and Fred pretends to be George. You always say Fred is in love with you, what if he is George?" It's getting lively that even their parents, Jack and Lucy, began to argue whether or not Della could distinguish the twins.

Dad, Jack Bush said, "Even their parents cannot tell them apart. Last time we met in Diagon Alley, Arthur recognized George as Fred. I would say, they are exactly the same to me, just like two same toothbrushes."

Mother, Lucy shook her head, "you always can't recognize your toothbrush." She turned to Della and asked, "honey, I believe you can recognize your boyfriend. So why did you break up this time?"

Della threw the knife and fork into the plate and raised her head, "I'm done!" Then, with heavy steps, she dashed back to the room and slammed the door.

With a bang, all the pepper bottles on the table sprang up in fright.

Dick, the second Bush boy, immediately said: "Guess why they broke up this time?"

Mother Lucy gave him a disapprobative glare, "Don't make fun of it. You'll goad Della. If she turns you into a baldy this time, I won't turn you back."

Dick shivered with fear and said mutinously, "I don't think it's bad to be bald now." But later, he concentrated on his cocoa milk.

The other people who were not so fear of Della went on the topic.

The eldest son, Hans said, "I have no idea. They split too many times, but they always make peace the next day."

Mother, Lucy shook her head, "I have no idea, neither. I mean, after so many things, I can't image anything else to separate them."

The youngest daughter, Hannah nodded innocently, "yes, they have been parted from each other so many times."

Father, Jack echoed and ruffled the head of his little girl Hannah. "I think so. In my opinion, we don't need to worry about it. They will make up soon."

Second son, Dick looked at everyone, wanted to say something, but held back.

He's probably the only one in the family who knew why Della broke up.

If the break-up really came true, he would announce it on Christmas Day! Then he must be the cleverest and most awesome person in the family! Everyone would praise him!

Thinking of that, Dick decided to keep the secret for a while.

But he was wondering that if Della did break up. If they made up again, then, it's disappointing.

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Lucy found out that Dick, the naughtiest boy in the family, had become a good boy today. He didn't scream under the kitchen window, chase chicken in the yard, nor fall down from the hillside pretending to be a hit hero, which nearly broke his thin neck several times before.

He sat on the sofa in the living room, watching her do the housework, holding a picture book that he had been bored reading.

Lucy was so happy and told him to play with her little sister Hannah instead of accompanying with his mother.

Dick rolled his eyes, "no, mom. I'm reading here." He won't play with a runny kid!

Lucy went to kitchen to brought him a plate of cake leftover. When she turned around, someone appeared in the fireplace.

It's Molly from the Weasleys, and she asked, "dear, is Della here?"

Lucy quickly shoved the cake into Dick and hurried him upstairs to his room.

Two moms were going to exchange information.

Dick went out obediently but came back at once, hiding outside to eavesdrop.

He heard his mother in the room saying, "yes, Della is angry. I have no idea what happened to them…"

The voice from the fireplace was a little muffled, "It must be Fred! I told him stop playing those tricks! His clothes are full of burnt holes!"

Mom said, "He must be playing the Exploding Snap. I always think it's too dangerous, but boys like it. It blasted holes on the clothes. Dick just received a new set at Christmas, and his new sweater got two big holes that night."

The woman in the fireplace said, "he's not playing with the bomb… I hope they're ok…"

"I hope so." Mom said, "but this time seems a little different. It's been a week that Della has not been talking to Fred nor writing a letter. It's unusual!"

Della Bush, the second elder daughter of the Bush family, fell in love with Fred Weasley on the day she entered Hogwarts. She pursued him for a long time, nearly two years before they started dating, but within half a year, they broke up six times.

It seemed that they were not suitable for each other, but two mothers thought they would be a bicker. Because they were soon reconciled after their previous break-up. Although every quarrel was earthshaking, every time made up, they would be as good as before.

"It's true this time." Della told herself as she combed her hair in the mirror. "It's time to break up. Idols can only be admired rather than getting along." Her hair was tangled in a mess that she couldn't comb it. She really missed the black, long, straight hair! This damn curly hair!

Lucy heard something thrown on the ground above her head in the living room. She hurried to say goodbye to Molly and wanted to go upstairs to have a look, but kicked Dick on the ground at the door.

"Dick! You're not a child anymore! Don't crawl on the ground! You'll get your clothes dirty!" Lucy shouted. Dick ran away in her roar, nimble as a little mouse.

Lucy went upstairs and knocked gingerly on Della's door. "Della, dear?"

The door opened.

Della's hair was tied in the back of her head as an explosion ball- she was lazy again. She hated her hair because it couldn't be combed. She had tried to cut it shorter before, then for two years, her nickname was "Prickly", since her hair became explosive like a prickled ball. Considering that, she kept long hair, but it still didn't work. Then she just combed her hair on the overhead but tied the split end into a messy ponytail.

Lucy looked at the messy hair of her lovely daughter, "do you want me to comb it for you?" She stroked her wand, "just a spell."

Della took a look at her wand and shook her head. "No, I can do it at home when I am 17. What do you want me for, mom?"

—Did you get angry in the room just now?

Lucy was afraid of hurting her sensitive heart, so she said, "I'm making lunch. Would you like to help me? You can peel the beans for me."

Della wrinkled her nose in disgust.

She · hated · beans!

On the long table in the kitchen, she sat opposite to Lucy. In front of her was big a bowl of beans. All parents in the world liked to force their children to eat noxious food, which called "they have nutrition".

What nutrition did green beans have? If she needed chlorophyll, she would eat vegetables. If she needed plant protein, she would have tofu!

While here was no tofu, nor even soymilk.

She peeled the pods and squeezed the plump bean into the big bowl. Her brother Dick was grovelling on the ground as if looking for bugs in the fissure of the floor. Boys, liked bugs.

Mother Lucy, a young mother, loved family and children. It's admitted that even if she had a hundred complaints about the world, she would not have any about her family.

Although they had all kinds of faults, they were all lovely.

Lucy had been peeping at her, but Della kept evading her sight. Maybe Della's "quiet" gave her an illusion. She thought it was the time to talk, so she also came to peel pods with her and summoned up courage, "so, feel better now?"

Della, with a sullen face, cut the pods hard, "good."

Crawling on the ground, Dick sneaked a look at them, kept on dawdling on the floor. His clothes must be done: the kitchen floor was not clean.

Lucy looked at her expectantly. "Want to talk to me?"

"Nothing to say," Della replied coldly.

Lucy bit her lips. Her eyes made Della guilty.

"We broke up. That's it." Della explained.

Dick whistled.

Della looked down at her little brother.

Dick ran out alertly but grovelled on the floor at the kitchen door.

—Was he eavesdropping?

Lucy didn't care about her little son. She asked eagerly, "but you were so good!"

Della took a deep breath, looked up and said, "we were not good! We just… It's only me…" She suddenly stood up and spoke out everything: "It's only me who want to date with him! He doesn't! At least not like me! Now I don't think I love him, neither. So we are done! That's it!"

Then she rushed out of the kitchen like a whirlwind. At the door, she threatened her little brother who failed to run away: "If you dare to bug again, I would shave your hair! Mark my words!"

Lucy came quickly to save her little son, "Della, let go of your brother."

Dick hid behind Lucy's skirt, when Della launched herself upstairs.

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At night, of course, Della didn't go downstairs for dinner. The atmosphere at the table was much better. Everyone was enthusiastically discussing the stuttered relationship.

"Molly met me today." Lucy divided the boiled peas equally to everyone. Every child, including her husband, wrinkled nose.

The youngest daughter Hannah, was not willing to have a look at her plate, as if the green stuff would be inexistent without seeing that. "Della didn't come…"

Dick continued at once, "It's not fair! Della didn't come down! You gave us her portion!" It's really unfair, everyone protested. Lucy had to scoop another piece from everyone's plate and put it together, so that no one ate much.

Father Jack, covered the peas under his favourite mashed potatoes, as if they don't exist without seeing them. He used a big spoon to scoop them into his mouth and swallowed them all.

"What did Molly say?" He asked.

"She doesn't know why." Lucy replied.

The eldest son Hans asked, "but we're going to start school soon! Do you think they will make up before that?"

Lucy replied blankly, "I don't know, honey."

Dick gloated and said to his brother: "Now everyone will come to ask you!"

Hans glared at his brother. He was depressed. He didn't like to be asked such things by everyone, but he wasn't like Della. Della was a Gryffindor, she was always strong, as if she wasn't afraid of anything. He was just a Hufflepuff.

He hated to be in the spotlight.

"I don't think it's a big deal," Jack said, "It's usual for young people. No one feel strange for their breakup and makeup."

He turned to ask his wife for the gravy, but to find her wiping tears. "Honey!" He shouted, "What's the matter?" Lucy forced a smile and said in disguise, "I'm just… so sad, they were so closed. I always thought Della would be the first child to get married. Hans hasn't got a girlfriend yet. Dick is so dirty that no girl will like him. Oh, I'm so worried!"

At the first half sentence, several children on the table wrinkled their noses grossly. When came to back, Hans blushed. He couldn't make a sound with his mouth opened, like a goldfish. Dick was laughing at his brother when he heard his mother talking about him. Now, Hannah, the youngest sister, began to tease him. The child in dirty was the worst.

Jack hugged his wife. "Oh, lovely Lucy. You don't have to worry about the children. They'll all be fine. Della, Hans, Dick and your little angel Hannah, they'll get married early and have lots of children around your skirt."

Dick couldn't help himself. He cleared his throat and stood up on the chair.

Lucy wiped her tears and raised her head from Jack's arms. "Dick, come down. You can't stand on the chair."

Hans stretched out his hand to drive his little brother down.

"I know why they broke up." Dick said.

Hans was stunned. He turned to look at his father and mother, who both turned their eyes to Dick in surprise. Everyone was looking at him.

Dick puffed out his chest and said with great pride, "I know. I saw it. I was catching Doxys in the broomstick cupboard. They were right in front of me, talking under the big rocks. Della wanted to kiss Fred but he pushed her away. She sat on the ground. Then Fred said something I didn't hear it clearly before Della ran away."

He saw all the people don't scream nor do anything else. They were still looking at him.

He shrugged. "Then she told us that night she was through with Fred."