Author: Muduoduomu

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Chapter 2. An encounter at the ice cream shop

After Dick announced the secret which he wanted to keep until Christmas, he jumped down of the chair and noticed that Della was standing near the door.

He let out a scream like a little puppy, not civilized at all: "Shit!"

Lucy conditioned: "No smut, Dick!"

People at the table froze. They looked at Della and waited for her explosion.

But she didn't.

Although her sight seemed like she was going to bake her little brother in the oven, she didn't really do it.

Dick hid under the table.

Jack soon felt Dick under his robe. He dodged, "Hey son, don't pull dad's leg hair."

He caught all the sights in the kitchen.

"It hurts." He explained.

Lucy immediately said in enthusiasm, "Della, want to have dinner?" She looked at her daughter and found she look great: She combed her hair, wore one of her favourite skirt, washed her face neatly and shaved her forehead.

"Are, are you going out?" She asked and looked out from the kitchen window, "but it's dark now. If you want to talk to Fred, what about tomorrow? You can go out for a whole day tomorrow. There's nothing for you to do at home."

Della politely refused. "No, mom. I don't need to go out, thank you. I don't need dinner, neither. I'm not hungry. I'm just here to tell you all that I'm good."

"Of course!" said people at the table.

"Honey, of course you're fine!" Jack said.

"Obviously!" Hans nodded cautiously. He didn't want to annoy his sister.

The youngest Hannah didn't understand, but nodded.

Della smiled politely, ferociously stiff. No one dared to show up that she was bearly holding it together. She turned herself and went out.

Hearing her footsteps disappear on the stairs, Jack took a sigh of relief and lifted his little son out of his robe. "Dick, you've saved your hair."

Hans added, "but you'd better not to meet Della tomorrow." He thought a while, "you'd better hide from her before school starts."

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Everyone in Bush family was waiting for their lovely eldest daughter, intimidating sister, and frightening sister to recover from the lovelorn. They were full of love, patience, and restraint of their curiosities.

It's not easy for a family of Hufflepuff.

Lucy cried several times behind Della. She said to Jack that she couldn't image any boy who would refuse a kiss from his love. No wonder Della wanted to break up. It's not her fault.

"She must have suffered a lot," she said, "you never turned me down."

Jack flared his nostrils: "That's a bad boy! I've seen it for a long time! Red hair, hum! Vulgar people, they're right."

They all stood behind Della for her breakup.

Lucy even wanted Hans to give Fred a lesson. He and Fred were in the same grade. What's more, he's a brother.

"If you meet him at school, you're better beat him up." Lucy clenched her fists at the breakfast table and punched in the air powerfully, which seemed nice.

Jack agreed, "sometimes it's not bad to have a little force. Although I always taught you not to fight, but here you need to use your fists."

Hans choked on his milk.

Dick knew his brother well: "He can't. he can't beat Fred, he's a head taller than him."

"And he's a beater." Hans whispered.

"And he has a twin brother!" Dick said in glee, "Hans will be given to mash!"

Hans taught his little brother a lesson with his fists, although Dick quickly gave him back. It's hard to say who won in the end, because Lucy was exasperated and refused to wash the dirty clothes for them. At last, they had to wash their clothes and pants in the yard in the last leisure time before the end of holidays.

In the kitchen, Della said she's willing to go shopping with Lucy. "I can help you with your basket, you may need to buy a lot of things. It must be heavy."

Lucy was touched. She hugged her favourite eldest daughter and promised she would buy her a nice hat and a beautiful hair band. "I'll dress you beautifully!"

The two brothers in the courtyard watched them in envy as Della and Hannah hand in hand followed Lucy from the fireplace to Diagon Alley.

"She can go out and have fun, but we have to do the laundering here." Dick complained.

"Mother sympathizes with her and wants to console her. Don't be jealous." Hans exhorted his little brother.

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Diagon Alley was still bustling. It's almost the beginning of school. It's swarming with people and some Muggles.

Della saw a Muggle girl in jeans. She wanted a pair of jeans, for a long time.

Lucy was looking at her list. "We need to buy cheese, olive oil, some peppers and a few pounds of bacon," she put the list away, beamed to Della and said, "of course, we'll buy you a hat."

Della cleared her throat, "may I change hat into jeans?"

"Come again?" Lucy asked blankly.

"A lot of people have it," Della said quickly, "it's very popular at school… it's the clothes in Muggles." She asked in great hope, "ok?"

Lucy replied at once, "sure! We'll buy you this!"

But when saw Della wearing that kind of pants, she regretted. She didn't know… Oh, Muggle women wore this kind of clothes, which was closely attached to Della's legs, like the second layer of skin. The witch selling clothes praised Della for her good looks: "It makes her hip round and cute, her legs straight and slender. Boys will be crazy for you, girl!"

Lucy paid at once.

She also bought a blouse called T or something. It had no sleeve, a huge neckline, no button, short front and long back, showing her white belly and navel.

It's also said to be popular.

At least Della was thrilled! She refused to take the dress off.

Lucy sighed, "well, Muggles…" She shook her head, paid for it, and handed her little daughter Hannah, to Della. "You take her, I'll go shopping for something else."

"I can buy cheese and olive oil —the two are next to each other — and take Hannah to have ice cream when I finish shopping. We'll wait for you in the ice cream shop." Della said.

"Ok, I'll come to you when I have done." Lucy replied.

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Della bought a whole cheese and a big cake of olive oil. The owner gave them a handful of milk candy. Hannah asked indistinctly with candy in her mouth, "shall we go to have ice cream?"

"Of course." Della couldn't hand Hannah anymore for her full hands, so she had to let her go. "You walk in front of me, slowly." She followed Hannah, watched her skipping along to the ice cream shop, which was Hannah's favourite shop in Diagon Alley, and the road was also the most familiar and clearly remembered way to her. Lucy once taught her to come to the ice cream shop if she was lost in Diagon Alley.

Hannah rushed to the counter of the shop, eagerly looking at the ice cream on tiptoe. She turned around and asked her sister, "can I have a chocolate giant?"

"Sure." said Della. She couldn't finish it before home anyway and Lucy would not allow her keep eating at home.

Hannah then got a chocolate giant.

The owner recognized Della. "Oh, Della. You look like a Muggle! What kind do you want? Double Rum again?"

Della looked worse. This was her favourite one when she came with Fred.

"No, strawberry for me." She said.

The owner's eyes suddenly lit up. He stretched out his hand and waved, "hey, he's behind you!" He shouted, "strawberry…" Then he's suddenly dumb and said to Della awkwardly, "strawberry? I'll get it for you right away."

Then he gave her a full cup, piled like a mountain.

It was even larger than a giant.

And he sprinkled it with thick strawberry jam. It looked like an erupting strawberry volcano.

The children in front of the counter all stared at the super ice cream.

At this time, a boy with glasses came up in embarrassed, he deliberately averted his gaze from Della. "I'd like three chocolate butter ice creams, the largest one, please."

"I may not be able to pile that high." Said the owner.

"Whatever." Said the boy.

Della took a look at the boy. She didn't talk to him since he was avoiding the eye contact with her, but nodded to the girl who was also avoiding her gaze.

The girl, Hermione Granger greeted her with a deliberate cheerfulness: "Hi, Della! Is this your sister? How lovely she is! Oh, we didn't notice you just now. You look nice in this way!"

"Her name is Hannah," said Della.

Hannah held the ice cream which higher than her head, licked it happily and said to Hermione, "hello."

"Hello." Hermione squatted down to talk to her. Harry Potter behind her was even more embarrassed. He had two ice creams in his hands and one still in the owner's.

Obviously, there was one person who didn't come in.

He sighed Hermione on foot: "Yours." Then he quickly took over the one in hand of the owner and hurried to say goodbye to Della. He left "see you at school" and ran away.

It seemed that their breakup would spread before going back to school.

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Harry and Hermione came out for a long time before finding Ron at the intersection.

"Yours." Harry passed Ron another ice cream and turned to the mouse in his hand.

"Does it work?" "I bought the medicine and I hope so." Said Ron.

"You should have come. It's more embarrassed when you didn't," Hermione said, "—So, do they really break up?" Ron rolled his eyes, nodded. Then the three walked slowly down the street.

"Mom wants to know why, she thinks it's fault of Fred. I agree." Ron can't wait to tell his friends about the biggest accident of the twin's in the last days of summer vacation.

"He stayed in the room all the time. It was George who came out and brought him the meals. He said Fred was crying in the room — I don't believe it. Mom doesn't, neither. No one at home believe it." Ron said, "but if it wasn't his fault, he would have been loudened out."

Harry and Hermione thought of Fred and nodded together. They could not image he crying, nor willingly be wronged.

"No wonder he ran away just now." Hermione said.

"Was he in the ice cream shop?" asked Harry.

"Before we arrived," Hermione said, "he glided very fast, likes a rabbit sees a fox."

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George found Fred, "Here you are", passed him a large cup of ice juice.

"Why not ice cream?" Fred took a big drink. George looked at him in silence.

Fred: "Della is in the shop."

George nodded.

Fred twisted uneasily like a cat with full of fleas. "Did she see you?"

George shook his head: "No, I ran away as soon as I saw her. She was wearing a pair of jeans, like a Muggles, very charming. All the boys in the shop were looking at her."

Fred hid his face in hands and squatted down in agony. "You will be teased forever by all the boys in the school." George asserted.

—If the reason of their breakup was known.

Fred drank up all the ice juice in a breath.

"When are you going to explain to her?" George asked.

Fred sucked the ice cube in silence.

"You have to explain that you didn't mean it."

Fred finished the juice, flattened the paper cup, and said, "how can I explain it? —I'm sorry, I was inventing Skiving Snackbox, finding the way to make it work effectively and quickly, so I didn't have time to date with you. Then I let my brother go. You wanted to kiss him, he pushed you down in fright. Could you please forgive me?"

He finished and looked at George.

"She will hate me forever."

"She will hate you forever."