Author: Muduoduomu

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Chapter 6. The best boyfriend

The first morning back to Hogwarts was accompanied by a drizzle.

Della looked out of the window and put a scarf in her bag. She squatted there, looked at her suitcase for a while, then she quickly put another big one into her bag.

She picked up her schoolbag, tucked the rolling Puffskein from the pillow into her pocket and ran down the tower.

On the way to the cafeteria, she met Hermione, only herself, passed by with long strides angrily.

She wanted to greet her, but Hermione didn't see her.

Well, the trio squabbled again.

She strode into the dining room and glanced at the long table without seeing the Weasley twins. Either they had left or they had not come.

It seemed unlikely to see him this morning. She moved her heavy schoolbag over her shoulder, with a little irritation. Then she saw Dick. This guy seemed very popular: He was surrounded by a group of people, and he was bending over on the table, talking something mysteriously. Beside him was his unfinished porridge.

She went over and wanted to remind her dearly little brother to have a good breakfast even if her mother wasn't there.

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Dick said in a low voice, excitedly, "listen, I only tell you, I was beside them when Della and Fred broke up!"

There came an excited exclamation around.

"They didn't see me, but I did see them," Dick shrugged proudly, "I saw it all!"

Everyone came around him.

Dick said lively, "at the time…"

All of them suddenly scattered.

A familiar light exploded over his head, like a powerful slap on his head. After that, the familiarly brown curly hair fell down, like a suddenly snow, which covered the dining table in front of him and his shirt.

"Whoa!"

"Blimey!"

Dick touched his head, bald.

He let out a shrill scream comparable to Hannah's: "Shit!"

Professor McGonagall, who was having breakfast at the head of the table, heard the bad words, was keen to find out the tumult at Gryffindor table — increasing people were congregating, in the middle of which was a little boy sitting in front of the table, stared widely around and squealed, with his hair all gone.

Dick shrieked.

Della stood behind him. "I've warned you," said his sister.

Professor McGonagall came quickly and looked at the curly hair on the ground. It was obvious that they could not grow back to the boy's head, so she waved her wand and disappeared the curly hair.

Dick was still swearing, went on with dozens of "shit".

"No curse, Mr. Bush!"

She didn't have to say anything, just glanced around, all the students who watched them avidly fled quickly.

"Miss Bush, what did you do?" asked Professor McGonagall calmly.

"Say hello to my first-day-in-school brother." She looked down and said in well-behaved, "mother asked me to look after him."

Professor McGonagall's eyes told her she didn't believe it at all, but she was not very angry. "I don't think your mother ask you to look after your brother in this way. Now, either sit down for breakfast or go to class."

Then she turned to look at Dick's head. He even lost his eyebrows, but he did not hurt. She frowned: "What charms did you use?" It's not a transfiguration spell, it's a charm.

Della: "It's the speedy Hair-Removal Charm. I changed the emphasis, so it will be gentle. It's convenient to depilate peaches without hurting the skin." It's also convenient to shave head for her brother.

Professor McGonagall shot her a look and said to Dick: "Mr. Bush, this charm seems to be complete, but they will grow again. Before you grow your hair, you can wear a hat. If you want your hair grow faster, you can go to the hospital wing to find Madam Pomfrey after class. She will give you a glass of potion. Now, you can go on with your breakfast, or go to class. I think your sister has already greeted you." She looked at Della.

Della said of course she would go to have breakfast and never mess with her brother again, while, before that, she took out a letter, spread it in front of Dick, and put a quill to him: "Write it."

Dick muttered he didn't fancy taking any potion and threw dark look at Della. As soon as she turned to him, he bowed his head obediently, gripped his quill and complained, "I can write home myself."

Della: "Ok, as long as you can write 300 words," she didn't care. "First, greet to mom and dad, as well as Hannah. Then say you were marked in Gryffindor…"

Dick was awkward for a while before he began to write. He did write less than 300 words. If he wasn't caught by Della, he might have forgotten to write home.

Professor McGonagall saw the harmonious contact between the siblings and left with satisfaction.

Dick relaxed a little bit. He was feared as soon as he saw Professor McGonagall: She's too stern to be a hard-core person at the first sight, like aunt Andy.

"…Write down what you had for breakfast, then kiss dad, mom and Hannah again. Say you will go home at Christmas. Well, that's all." Della stared at him till finished. She ignored his misspelled, put the parchment away, looked at her brother's new hairstyle and said, "you'll have a loud nickname, like Fred said, that will help you fit in."

Dick began to spit.

Della threatened to point at him with her wand: "I'll stick your lips. You want to try?" Dick took back the tip of his tongue and began to make faces.

"Listen, as long as you're not nasty to me, I won't restrain you. We have a deal?" Della didn't want a brother who would talk about her love story, she had no choice but to compromise.

Dick rolled his eyes at her: "Really? No back out?"

Della turned her white eyes back, "do you think I want to take care of you?"

Dick happily reached out his hand: "Deal."

Della patted him on the palm of his hand, "deal." She turned to go but thought of something, then added, "don't eat toffee recently. If you do, I'll tell mom."

Dick began to spit at her with his tongue out.

As she raised up her wand, Dick grabbed his bag and bounded away.

She snorted heavily, turned around, and ran into Fred's arms.

He was covered in mud and water, wet and breathless. Behind him were the other Quidditch players, all of them were the same.

Della: "Did you just finish training?"

Fred put the broomstick on the floor and sat down. She sat down next to him, watched him take sandwiches, then she poured milk for him. "From what time?" he had dark circles under his eyes.

Fred swallowed two sandwiches before turning to her, "five o'clock. Wood pulled us to the court at five."

"Oh." She ladled herself with a bowl of porridge in sympathy.

Fred swilled down the milk after sandwiches, packed another several ones in a hurry and left. They had to go upstairs to take a bath, change clothes and go to classroom.

"Wait!" she wanted to give him the scarf, which made by herself. But he's so dirty now… she was torn to choose between gave him the first time since she finished or soiled the present.

She stopped him, but did nothing in ambivalent.

Fred looked back seeing her without a word, then he left. As he walked backwards, he gave her a thumb up: "I saw Dick's new hairstyle. It's cool!" He almost tripped over the stool, fortunately, George gave him a hand, "watch out, bro!" He also waved hand to Della. Then they ran out of the dining room and back to the tower.

Although they didn't talk much, they met at least.

It could be considered a quiet full morning in her opinion. Della went to class after breakfast. Their first class was Care of the Magical Creatures.

When she got out of the castle, she put on her scarf, which was very wise: Since she arrived to the hut beside the edge of the forest, everyone around her was huddled and shivering. The drizzle enveloped the forest as fog, couldn't be seen, but fell on people's heads and bodies, trembling them with cold.

She began to regret that she should give the scarf to Fred.

The former master of the Care of the Magical Creatures was Professor Kettlebum, who had been to many places and met many magical creatures. Della liked his class very much. It seemed like reading adventure stories when listening to his class.

Started from this year, they changed a professor, the former gamekeeper of the Forbidden Forest, Rubeus Hagrid.

He was a half-giant, taller than the Christmas tree in the Bush's living room at Christmas.

It was Slytherin with them in class. Slytherins, of course, were evil. She used to like them — in the books — but when she really saw them, she doubted if anyone in the world would like them.

Who would like a guy always looked at people with his nose in the air?

She always wanted to poke something into their nostrils. If she gave Fred some suggestions, maybe he could invent a funny toy.

She missed the introduction of Professor Hagrid because of her out of mind. Now he led them to the Forbidden Forest.

Katie Bell was running from the castle. Della waved her hands to her. She was also a Quidditch player.

"Hi, Della, what are we going to do?" asked Katie.

"I don't know. Go to see the magical creatures." Della replied. "How's the training?"

Katie complained, "disaster."

Then she started grumbling about the training plan of Wood.

"He's crazy. He's about to graduate, but we had bad luck last year. He wants to win back this time…"

"Of course I want to beat Slytherin, but we can't start training at five every day…"

When they stopped, Professor Hagrid began to talk, Katie and she finally took out the textbooks, which were both tied.

Katie used an old belt and Della used the magic hair lace, which was very strong and elastic. She once thought it was a convenient and easy-to-use hair band, which could tie her hair for a day without loose. However, she found it was a good tool for losing hair, which could tie her hair tightly as if it's going to pull her hair up.

As a result, she had to develop another application of it.

Professor Hagrid told them how to open the book. Oh, that's a splendid move! Della wrote it down and was going to tell Fred later, so his prank toy could use that trick.

Katie nearly got snapped by the book when she untied the belt. This Monster Book had a mouth of sharp teeth like a hyena. The Gryffindor chaser made a quick backhand and batted the book to the ground.

The book was stunned as if it were alive. Then it opened its mouth and snapped at Katie's feet.

Della trod on it by conditioned reflex.

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When Katie picked up the book and tapped up dusk, Della apologized, "I'm sorry for stepping on your book."

"Oh, doesn't matter. I almost trod on it just now." Katie said.

The two raised their heads since the crowd around couldn't help exclaiming.

Della: "Wow…"

Katie: "My god…"

In front of them was a huge macaw, as big as Professor Hagrid.

As soon as Della thought about it, she saw its nail and four feet — four claws.

Professor Hagrid indicated they could come closer to have a look. Gryffindor were all close in around it, Della and Katie were in line behind.

Della: "The first-year students are really lucky this year! They can see this!" she hadn't seen such a huge guy in the school teaching activities.

All the Gryffindors around were marvelling that such a massive magical creatures could be seen in school.

A boy said, "I heard there's a super huge octopus under the Forbidden Forest."

"I heard it's a sea monster."

Until the end of class, everyone was talking about the legendary big guy in the school. While Slytherin had kept far away, sneered at Gryffindor's excitement, as if Gryffindor were equal to the Hippogriff.

This made Della want to throw some dirty on these elegant gentlemen and girls. It must be very interesting to see them screaming.

Speaking of Slytherin, it was necessary to talk about the Dark Lord.

Last year the Basilisk… It should be a Basilisk. She didn't see it. She recalled it too late last year. She remembered there was a plot of Basilisk in the back of second-year and the frontal part was safety, so she was too busy ran after Fred the whole year to care about anything else. Then, Ginny went to the hospital wing. It was said among the students that she got Rose Rush. Finally, in the summer vacation, she recalled it when she heard Ginny had a big problem last year from Fred.

…She really should have impressed Harry Potter on her mind.

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When she met Fred at lunch, she successfully sent out the scarf. Then she heard there was an accident in Gryffindor's the third-year class of Care of Magical Creatures in the morning: a student got injured by a Hippogriff.

"Who is it?" She remembered he was Harry's friend. She eyed that Hermione didn't sit with Ron and his crowd. They were both enraged.

"I don't know." She said, then buried herself in the spaghetti on her plate.

"It's Malfoy." said Neville.

"Oh." It seemed she got a wrong memory.

She turned to Fred and told him that the Hippogriff was beautiful, since it hurt people, they may not see it anymore.

Fred winked at her: "I can go to the Forbidden Forest to watch it."

"Hey, you can't do that." She frowned in smile.

Then they chortled together.

When dessert came out, she told him the interesting part of the monster book and the idea could also be used in his experiments. "For example the packages, it may take a little courage to open the box," she said.

"Good idea." Fred put down his knife and fork. "Wait, I'll write it down." He said as he took out his bag. "By the way, Dick has a new nickname." He motioned her to look at another side of the table. Dick's bald head was particularly prominent in the crowd, it seemed that he didn't go to the hospital wing for potions. The girls around him were watching and cackling while he was kind of proud, maybe he thought it was cool to have bald.

"What's it?" If there was a mobile phone, she would take a photo and send it to mom and dad.

"Baldy." Fred said with glee. Then he suddenly said gravely, "hey, we should make a deal. You cannot do this to me if we have a quarrel."

Today George reminded him if he annoyed Della, she would probably deal with him as she did to her little brother. Then it would be him who called Baldy in Gryffindor with a bald head.

George: "You two can be named as an elder Baldy and a younger Baldy."

Della raised her eyebrows, "I'll think about it, if you do well."

Fred held his heard: "Honey, I'll be the best boyfriend."