[HP] Amy Lee sleepwalks through Hogwarts

In the evening, these people had all tidied up their rooms, and returned to the Burrow through the fireplace, carrying the luggage of the Weasley brothers and sisters, and also brought back the charcoal briquettes.

As soon as the charcoal ball landed on the ground, it chased all kinds of strange insects it had never seen before, as if it had found paradise.

Dinner was eaten in the restaurant here. Sirius looked very happy, waving his wand to summon several bottles of butterbeer, and humming a song from time to time.

"It's been a long time since this place was so lively!" Sirius drank a big gulp of butterbeer, and he handled such a bold move with excessive elegance, revealing the elegance that others need to learn a lifetime to possess.

However, since Amy accidentally saw the bikini poster of a Muggle girl in his room an hour ago, she felt that this was actually a very down-to-earth person, not the kind of person who talked about it like there was nothing in the sky or on the earth. .

Fred and George were still sitting on either side of Amy, so tacitly they took the butterbeer away from Amy and placed the water glass in front of her.

Molly didn't understand the situation and said, "Amy is also exhausted today. She can drink some butterbeer and have a good rest."

"No, she can't drink it!" Ginny's mouth twitched. She had seen what Amy would look like after drinking butterbeer. But don’t do it here in front of so many acquaintances, letting everyone see what Amy will do to Fred and George when she’s drunk...

Ron also nodded: "Amy can't touch alcohol."

Hermione looked full of doubt: "How do you know?"

Ron's words were particularly well-founded: "Have you forgotten? When she was in the first grade, Fred gave her her mother's homemade fermented grape juice, and then...she mixed the grades of Ravenclaw and Slytherin. All the officers were injured."

This seemed particularly funny, because Sirius had already started laughing and praised: "As expected of Amy!"

Arthur's face showed curiosity: "What then?"

"Isn't this messy enough? What's next?" Molly first scolded Arthur, and then looked at Amy with a worried expression: "Oh, Merlin! How could such a big thing happen because of that thing? When you were in first grade, you injured two prefects?"

"What's this?" Ron continued: "Draco Malfoy has been beaten by her many times!"

Arthur's expression became even more exciting: "Really? That's great!"

Although Amy was talking about her own affairs at this time, she didn't listen to anything. She sat there with her head down and dozed off little by little.

Suddenly she fell forward violently, and Fred quickly reached out to hold her forehead to prevent her from falling into the plate.

George immediately cooperated and took away the untouched plate in front of Amy, and then put her arm up to rest her head.

Finally, Fred carefully released her head and let her rest firmly on her arm.

This sudden scene caused everyone to stop talking and look at them without blinking.

"What's wrong with her?" Ginny asked concerned.

Fred stroked Amy's hair sympathetically and whispered, "She's been like this today."

George lifted the hair that covered the side of her face, carefully helped her move it behind her ears, and whispered: "Maybe she's too tired."

Molly waved her hand: "Send her up to rest! You can get her luggage and other things from the Leaky Cauldron tomorrow."

"Okay, Mom!" At this point, Fred could finally hug Amy up legitimately.

George helped to remove the chair and walked in front to open the door.

Ginny was smiling secretly, and Hermione even had envy in her eyes.

"They are both born to the same parents, how can there be such a big difference?" Hermione was secretly angry and even glared at Ron fiercely.

After Ron felt the murderous gaze, he had no choice but to lift his head from the plate. His mouth was still full of food, and at the same time he felt very innocent: "What does this have to do with me? It's not my fault that Amy is like this." of!"

Hermione wanted to throw the plate in front of him over his head.

Ginny began to sigh again: "Ninety percent of Ron's brain is used to store food, and the remaining nine percent is used to cope with exams. After loading these, there is only a teaspoon of space left for emotions. "

Ron still stuffed his mouth full and said vaguely: "I also think about other things, such as why the beef pie here is better than what mom makes?"

Molly raised her hand and was about to slap him on the head, and cursed: "You think my cooking is not delicious, but you still eat so much every time?"

Seeing this, Hermione could only laugh it off and said forget it...

Fred carefully carried Amy upstairs, and the creaking sound of going upstairs did not wake her up. It wasn't until she walked outside the door of her room and George made a "squeak" sound when opening the door that she trembled all over and opened her eyes.

"Where is this?" Amy was still confused, especially since there was no light in the room and she couldn't see any of the furnishings at all.

"Your room!" Fred said, continuing to carry her inside.

George didn't know what he was thinking. He closed the door behind him and still had no intention of lighting the light.

Amy seemed a little panicked and asked with a trembling voice: "What...are you going to do?"

Fred was slowly putting her on the bed and whispered: "Boss lady, it's time for you to sleep!"

"You...you...I..." Amy was so panicked that she couldn't express a complete sentence, and her whole body was stiff and trembling.

Sure enough, Fred just put her down, then touched her hair and said, "Good night!" He placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, then really stood up and stepped back.

George came over again, took the thin quilt and gently covered her up. He also touched her hair and said softly: "Good night, little Amy!" He also placed a kiss on her forehead.

After that, the two people really went out and closed the door, leaving Amy alone in silence and darkness.

Her mind became chaotic, and she tossed and turned on the huge bed wrapped in the quilt, her eyes wide open, and she felt very hot.

There were more footsteps in the corridor, as well as the sounds of Hermione and Ginny talking and laughing. After a few closing sounds, all the movements became much quieter.

Amy hugged her pillow and got out of bed. She turned left and knocked on the door next door. She shouted feebly: "Ginny, can we sleep together? Suddenly I changed to such a big room and such a big bed. I can't Habit……"

Before he finished speaking, the door was opened from the inside. Fred and George were wearing the same striped pajamas and leaning against the door frame, with the same evil smile on their faces.

"Little Amy, you knocked on the wrong room!" said George.

"But if you want to come in and sleep together, we have no problem with it!" Fred could hardly hold back his laughter.

"Well, let's forget it!" Amy directly pressed the pillow on her red face, turned around and fled back to her room. She fell on the bed and rolled around crazily. She wanted to scream but had to work hard to hold it in.

……

Early the next morning, Fred and George accompanied Amy to the Leaky Cauldron to pick up her luggage. Just as I was getting ready to go out, an owl flew in from the window at the right time, with a letter in its mouth.

Amy looked at the writing on it and couldn't help but smile: "It's Joey's letter!"

After opening it, Joey's familiar handwriting was on it - "My dear Amy, I don't understand what you said in your letter. Can you find a time to meet and discuss it in detail?" ——Joy

Amy continued to smile, turned to Fred and George and said, "Can you go outside and wait for a while? I want to reply to a letter from Joey. Soon!"

"Okay!" The two of them took Amy's big suitcase and Tanqiu's cat food, turned around and went out happily, and closed the door.

Amy took out a pen and paper from her backpack and wrote quickly——

"Hello Joey who is worried about me! I'm happy to tell you that I've figured it out myself. Before, I was in trouble because I was afraid that I would never meet someone who liked me as much as Ced. But, since the person I already like can also like me so much, why should I still worry about these things? So I think there should be other reasons why I see Seid in my dreams, rather than because I like him too much. The thing that most confirms this for me is that I could try to start liking Thad, but I couldn't stop liking Fred and George. I think, this is my choice! ——Amy has become happy again』

Fold the letter, hand it to the waiting owl, and watch it dash out the window and glide away. Amy also packed up her quills and ink, opened the door and went out, walking towards Fred and George waiting outside...