[HP] Amy Lee sleepwalks through Hogwarts

Filch seemed not to have seen the broom closet in front of him at all. He continued to chase forward, and the footsteps gradually faded away. The three people hiding in the small space could finally breathe a sigh of relief and take a deep breath in this dusty place.

"You guys are so messy! What if you get caught?" Amy still said this, raising her head and looking very carefully in the dimness to see clearly that the person in front of her was Fred.

Fred still smiled disapprovingly: "It's not like I haven't been caught before!"

George behind her squeezed her shoulder and also smiled: "But when have we been afraid?"

"This... is different now! You have no idea how cruel that Umbridge is! She..." Amy almost inadvertently reported Umbridge's physically and mentally cruel punishment methods. Speak out.

The smile on Fred's face slowly faded, he looked at Amy's face carefully, and said in a deep voice: "I'm glad you care about us so much. However, both George and I feel that you seem to be forcing yourself It’s a lot to endure, and it’s very painful.”

George continued to rub her shoulders, tilted his head to look at her side face, and said in a deep voice: "You can't keep tolerating like this!"

"I..." Amy was also very frustrated with herself, but there was nothing she could do.

She didn't know why she didn't have the energy she had before, and the lack of sleep every day made her think confused and feel irritable. And because he was afraid of causing trouble and involving everyone in Ravenclaw, he would be imprisoned with him and punished by Umbridge. So I had to hold back all my anger...

Fred looked down at her and said softly: "The Amy we know has sparkle in her eyes!"

George also said: "She will come up with lots and lots of weird ideas to deal with everything!"

"You would never have been so unhappy before!" Fred continued in a low voice: "Even if you were mistreated by us back then, you never showed this expression!"

George sighed softly and distressedly: "Amy, you are only fifteen years old! Why don't you let yourself be happy in such a great time?"

"Who's fifteen years old is not like this..." When Amy said this, she felt particularly desperate.

Fifteen years old...sixteen years old...seventeen years old...eighteen years old...it all happened like this.

Completely suppressed, forced to accept all kinds of "not allowed", and forced to face all kinds of "musts", even repeatedly denied by teachers and family members, and repeatedly compared with others...

Some gave up on themselves to get rid of the pressure, and some suddenly went crazy and jumped out of the window...

Yes, who didn’t spend their fifteenth year like this? Why is she the only one who says she can't breathe?

The more she thought about it, the more desperate Amy became. Sometimes I even want to hide in the "hidden space" forever, never come out, and completely ignore what will happen outside...

Fred raised her chin, asked her to look at him, and said in a very serious tone: "At least Amy's fifteen years old shouldn't be so bleak!"

George also said in her ear: "You deserve the best!"

Amy seemed to be stunned for a moment, raised her head blankly, turned around again, and stood where she could see both of them at the same time.

What I heard just now seems to be some kind of love words, but the time and place are not suitable now. So after thinking for a few seconds, Amy gave a self-deprecating wry smile and told herself again and again that she was overthinking.

"Professors in the past were not so boring!" Fred continued.

George nodded: "This Umbridge is so weird!"

"So we thought-"

"——Cause her some trouble!"

"Get her out of here—"

"——Replace with a more reasonable professor!"

"You..." Amy was stunned for a while, and then she still whispered: "You... don't do anything! Don't deliberately provoke Umbridge! Unless... we defeat her in one fell swoop and make her completely There’s no way to fight back!”

"Don't you dare to do anything if you can't 'kill with one hit'?" Fred's face showed a sneer again.

"It's better to make her work not go smoothly!" George also showed a bad smile.

Fred continued: "Otherwise, wouldn't this school even have time to breathe?"

George also said: "In that case, what's the point of us being in school?"

Amy was anxious: "But if you get caught..."

Fred's lips curved into a wicked smile: "Wouldn't it be nice if you didn't get caught?"

"We have lots of ideas!" George was also laughing.

Amy didn't know why, but she suddenly felt that her breathing was particularly smooth, and tears suddenly flowed out. She opened her arms, stretched out her hands and hugged them at the same time, forcing herself not to get too excited. He raised his head and looked at the two identical faces carefully, and said with a choked sob: "Then you... you have to be more careful and smarter, and don't let her catch anything! Then... continue Bring joy to everyone!”

In fact, the one who needs a big breath and joy most is herself. If she suppresses it any longer, she may really break down and go crazy.

So, she acquiesced to Fred and George's plan.

Fred and George pinched her face gently at the same time and nodded to her: "Don't worry, boss lady!"

Amy had her head raised, so she saw a plant above their heads and couldn't help but curiously said: "That's... mistletoe? Why does it grow in a place like this?"

Above their heads hung a mistletoe plant with dense leaves and clusters of white paddle fruits. Among those white berries, there are also some red ones mixed in.

There was a teasing look on Fred's expression, he was still pressing his head down, and said in a lower whisper: "Boss lady, are you sure you don't want to go away?"

But George said: "Fred, why do you need to remind her?"

Amy was reminded by Joey at last year's Yule Ball not to stand under the mistletoe. It was then that she learned that if women here stood under the mistletoe and did not move away, they would accept kisses from the opposite sex by default.

"This... I'm not ready yet..." Amy's face turned slightly red, she let go of her hands around their waists, lowered her head and stepped back.

But the broom room was originally very small, and after the three of them squeezed in, there was no more room. Therefore, Amy had no choice but to retreat.

Fred and George smiled at each other, then quickly moved to Amy's cheeks on both sides and kissed them lightly at the same time.

"Let's do this this time!" Fred looked into her eyes and said, still tracing Amy's ears with his fingers.

"It won't be so easy next time!" George said, his fingers already reaching the back of Amy's neck, as if he would drag her over for another kiss at any time.

"Okay... okay!" Amy lowered her head, touched the cheek that had been kissed, and touched the hot spot with her fingers.

The white paddles of the mistletoe represent male desire for women, while the red paddles represent the opposite.

So among the three people under the mistletoe at this time, it was not only Fred and George who wanted to kiss Amy? In fact, Amy wanted to kiss them too.

She kept wanting to lower her head in order to hide the anticipation in her eyes and expression...