After HP shared the dream, Lao Fu was conquered by me

After getting out of the car, Harry stretched his sore shoulders and looked at Fred, who was walking slowly, complaining, "Can't you give me some face? You know..."

"What?" Fred asked, pretending not to hear.

"It's... nothing." Harry glanced at Lamia who was walking over and finally swallowed the words in his mouth.

Fred smiled proudly at George, and the two of them walked past Lamia arm in arm, bumping into her. "Little snake, don't forget your promise."

After saying that, without waiting for Lamia to reply, he walked into the room and closed the door.

Lamia and Hermione followed them into the Burrow, and Harry followed them resentfully. It wasn't that he didn't want to go to them, but his legs were so sore that he walked like a crab on the beach.

"Merlin's beard, are you playing a show game, Harry?" Ron came back at some point and was standing at the door of the room with a half-eaten pie in his hand.

Lamia and Hermione followed his gaze and looked back, noticing Harry's odd posture.

So Harry was surrounded by the laughter of several people, and he didn't even dare to move forward. Although Lamia didn't laugh out loud, there was obviously a smile in her eyes.

Harry was so embarrassed that he didn't even dare to look up, and cursed Fred over and over again in his heart.

Fred, as if receiving Harry's thought wave, walked out of the house with George. "Fred, you are so creative. We will hang Ron on the car window from now on."

When George saw the crooked Harry, he burst into laughter even though he was wearing a new set of clothes.

"Good idea, George, and add some lace to little Ronnie."

Fred laughed along.

Ron was so angry that he didn't even bother to eat the pie in his hand. He chased Fred and wanted to beat him up, "I'm your brother!"

"Little Ronnie is angry, Fred, run away." George sat on the chair and watched the fun, eating the pie.

The farce ended with Molly bringing out the honey pudding. "Kids, dinner is ready, Ron, call Ginny to eat." Molly put the last portion of pudding on the table.

"Got it, Mom." Ron obediently walked towards Ginny's room. As he stepped onto the stairs, he did not forget to glare at Fred. The latter made a face, and Ron was so angry that he wanted to jump down and hit him.

After a while, a red-haired girl with a ponytail came skipping down from upstairs. "Harry Potter!" she screamed, covered her face, and quickly ran back to the second floor.

"Come down to dinner, Ginny." Molly called towards the stairs, but Ginny didn't respond. "Ron, go check on this kid again."

Ron was unwilling this time. He was trying to grab the extra milk pudding from Fred, but it was obvious that he couldn't win because Fred had four hands.

"Ginny'll be down, Mum," said Ron unhappily.

He was even angrier now, feeling that Fred didn't treat him as a brother at all.

"Yo yo yo, little Ronnie is angry." Fred laughed even louder, not forgetting to eat pudding in front of him.

Just as Ginny came down again, Arthur also came back, and Ron was angrily cutting the innocent steak on the plate with a ferocious expression.

Ginny, who had wanted to be reserved and was sitting next to Ron, was startled. "Ron, what's wrong with you again?" she said casually, suddenly remembering that Harry was still there. "I mean, brother, your shoelaces are undone." Ginny sat down next to Harry shyly.

"I don't have any shoelaces." Ron looked down and realized that he was wearing slippers today and had no shoelaces at all, but Ginny didn't respond to him and was gently cutting the steak on the plate.

Ron scratched his head in confusion, then looked at Fred and George who were diligently picking up food for Lamia, and at Lamia who was also putting food on Hermione's plate. His expression became even more confused.

"Are you playing house?" Ron mumbled, taking a puzzled bite of his steak.

Sadly, no one explained it to him, and even the Weasleys, who understood everything, just pretended not to notice.

Poor Ron was kept in the dark throughout his dinner.

It was time to go to bed, and Harry was taken to his room by Ron. At this moment, only Lamia, Hermione and the beautifully dressed Ginny were left in the hall.

"Hello, Ginny, I'm Lamia Nocturne." Lamia introduced herself first. Although Molly had already mentioned her name, Lamia still felt that she should introduce herself.

"Hello, I'm Ginny Weasley." Ginny felt a little awkward, but still responded politely.

Lamia noticed Ginny's attitude. She was normal towards Hermione, but was obviously a little averse to herself.

Lamia was immediately interested. She recalled what happened at the dinner table and Ginny's temporary change of clothes, and gradually understood everything.

It seemed to be because of the sandwich Harry picked for her. Lamia smiled knowingly.

"Ginny, you like Harry, don't you?" Lamia decided to speak directly. The more roundabout it was, the more troublesome it would be.

"I didn't!" Ginny thought Lamia was mocking her and retorted stubbornly.

"That's a pity."

Lamia said.

Ginny was confused by Lamia's words, "What do you mean? Don't you like Harry?"

"Of course I don't like Harry."

"But he picked up some food for you. You two seem to have a good relationship." Ginny said a little dejectedly.

"Ron and I are like this too. Do you think I like Ron?"

"Okay." Ginny smiled. "No one will like Ron," she whispered.

"My room is upstairs." Ginny pulled the two of them towards her room.

At this point, the three girls truly established a friendship.