HP Dear Miss Freak

    "That girl, not as lucky as I am, she didn't meet you."

    "I don't know what happened to Percy?" Mrs Molly often whispered.

    Percy's departure leaves the Burrow in a depressing atmosphere. Even though Fred and George have been trying to amuse everyone, there is still a sense of depression in the happy atmosphere.

    Sylvia felt quite depressed anyway. Especially when she saw Molly and Arthur's frown, especially when she saw Fred and George scolding, especially when she knew that being full of joy was what the Burrow should look like.

    The Weasley family has always been Sylvia's best yearning for a family.

    "It's still comfortable outside." Fred led Sylvia to the hillside near the Burrow and sat down.

    Sylvia seemed to realize where the breath of grass and earth came from. It's a pity that it's night. If it's under the sun, wouldn't this world belong to Fred?

    "Our spree candy spree is almost ready for sale." Fred reported the good news briskly, "It's just that the fever candy won't be ready yet, as long as Once you eat it, you will be covered in large pustules."

    "Isn't it an offensive weapon?" Sylvia also relaxed and said with a smile, "Leave a copy for me, maybe there is magical effect."

    "It does make sense." Fred blinked, "Ask Dora if she has a chance to go to the assistant minister's office and soak this in In Percy's water glass."

    "Good idea. I'm still wondering if Percy would be so **** that I slept in his room after he left. ." Sylvia looked at the unobstructed starry sky in an inexplicably good mood, "If he dares to step into the Burrow, I can take him directly!"

    "Sounds like a good idea, and it would be great if I could get my hands on Percy because of that!" Fred laughed, "I really want to Beat him up! Damn Percy… actually…”

    Sylvia looked at him, waiting for him to finish his words.

    "You know what, Bunny?" Fred put his head on Sylvia's shoulder, "Once when I was a kid, George and I locked him in It took my mother several hours to find her in the attic, and of course she couldn't escape a beating. But when I saw how worried my mother was at the time, I knew how much she cared about Percy. We don't make fun of Percy too much because he's boring, Of course, there is also a mother's reason. Even the worst of my mother's words, George and I know that we can't make her sad, but Percy, the most sensible, is the most confused."

    "Fred—" Sylvia smiled and rubbed his head, "My Fred has grown up."

    "What a mess." Fred rolled his eyes and hugged her tighter.

    "I said before that George is more considerate and caring than you, and I will take it back now." Sylvia blinked, "But don't Too early to be happy! George is more attentive than you and has more emotional intelligence than you. I mean, I always knew you loved your family and friends no less than George."

    "Just think about it, George isn't as good as me, Bunny."

    "I'm getting an inch, right? I'm looking for it, right?"

    they both laughed at the same time.

    "Thanks for having you and Ginny with Mommy, just trying to make her laugh like George and I would be counterproductive." Fred shrugged Shrugging, "Let's have a daughter in the future, too? It turns out that so many stinky boys can only make trouble at critical moments, and no one can help."

    "It's your decision?" Sylvia chuckled, "Huh? Biologically speaking, it seems like you really decided it."

    "Our children must be like you, okay?" Although Fred couldn't understand, he still smiled and said, "I don't want you because of the children. Worrying like a mother."

    "It turns out, Fred." Sylvia also laughed, "Whether it's like you or me, it probably takes a few beatings."

    "If I looked like you, I'd be reluctant to fight." Fred placed a soft kiss on her cheek.

    "If I'm like you, I'll definitely beat you to death, okay?" Sylvia laughed cheerfully.

    "Tell me, how did you get beaten when you were young?" Fred raised his eyebrows in disapproval, "Mom always said Mrs Tonks had you. Such a daughter, I am so happy. I always say: Yes, if I can get through trouble like you and only rely on rhetoric to pass the test, I will be so happy."

    "Are you happy to have a daughter like me?" Sylvia's eyes flashed, she looked into the distance and thought of herself in another world.

    Really? Sylvia?

    Are you really that likable?

    My mother Andromeda thinks so because I'm already in the second week of how to be a cute and sensible child. My future Molly mother thinks this way because I, as the number one Weasley fan, are always there for everyone in their family. And I, the original mother, the mother who has seen the original me, will she think the same way?

    Sylvia frowned suddenly.

    How many years have I been here? From me accepting the truth to confirming that there is no going back, to fully accepting that I am Sylvia Tonks, until now.

    Merlin, how many years has it been?

    Am I living on the other side of the parallel world, or only in the corner of my heart?

     "Hey! Hey! What's wrong with you?" Mom is still alive?"

    "Let me tell you a story, Fred." Sylvia sat up straight and turned to face Fred.

    "Okay." Fred nodded happily.

    "This is a story of a Muggle girl, I once knew." Sylvia sighed softly before pretending to be mysterious Dao Lai, "This, but it's a real thing-"

    In fact, this is a very boring story. There was a Muggle girl from an ordinary family. Ordinary parents have ordinary jobs, earn ordinary wages, and live ordinary lives.

    Girls are so average that they won't be noticed in a crowd. Her grades are also average, and she has no outstanding strengths, nor any honors worthy of mention. There are little hobbies to pass the time, and fun little skills. I don't like to study, but I also turn in my homework on time, go to school on time, and don't come late or leave early. Occasionally break the rules carefully and have some fun, but don't get picked up because you don't want to cause trouble for teachers and parents. In short, I grew up with a little cleverness and no fault, and there are few ups and downs in writing an autobiography.

    Well, she's not so bland, after all, she's actually a girl with a lot of temper and character. Her temper hurt her family and friends, so she slowly put away her temper. Because she is sensitive, she is emotional, she is afraid of separation. She used to envy other people's children who had endless pocket money, but she always worked hard to make money for the things she liked. She used to quarrel with her parents until she burst into tears, or every time, because she never wanted to quarrel. She once smashed an important entrance exam because of the fun test, so she used all her strength to make up for her mistakes and get admitted to the university, even though it was not her favorite school or her favorite major.

    Such a character would only be said to be strong, but she seems to be just trying to be brave. Sad and sad, on the surface, you can always figure it out quickly, and say some beautiful words that are like great enlightenment to yourself and others. In fact, he turned his head and cried weakly, not wanting others to know. She doesn't want to be looked down on, so she has been secretly competing.

    But she always finds out that she has done something wrong one step later, and then tries to make up for it in embarrassment. She seems to have always fallen, only to know that there is a pit where she should jump over. She always seemed to be poured cold water before she knew it was time to restrain her personality and bow to reality.

    She is stubborn, awkward, contradictory, lazy, extreme...I can't even think of a good word to describe her.

    Well, I actually think she's pretty cute. I like her a lot, but I just hate her a little bit.

    She is a girl who fantasizes all day long. From childhood to adulthood, she played all the roles she liked in the air, and every night she wanted to fall asleep in the stories she made up. stupid, right? But she really is! Growing up too! She couldn't stop her crazy brain hole at all, and she couldn't stop her yearning for another, more magical world.

    She is a girl who is afraid of losing. Because she got so little, she cherishes everything she has won. Maybe she is not generous enough and her popularity is not so good, but she is definitely the most real and lively appearance in front of her friends and family. It can even be said that how polite she is to others, how warm and considerate she is to her own people. That's right, she is very double standard, she will give too many privileges to the people she loves, even if she is wronged a little bit. Over the years, many people have come and gone, and she wants to keep everyone with her little heart. Because she is very greedy, her wish every year is that more people can love her and become better.

    "In short, she's just a very ordinary girl, I just suddenly thought of her." Sylvia finished the long list like a running account, and let out a long sigh In one breath, "Even if I almost forgot her, I don't blame her for being inconspicuous in the eyes of others."

    "Why is it unremarkable?" Fred obviously had a bunch of questions, "Why? I don't understand. You made her very flattering. "

    "Pleasant?" Sylvia looked incredulous, "Is this flattering?"

    "It sounds like a..." Fred mused, "ordinary, maybe, but lovely girl. She's also one of your little angels. One?"

    "You like this kind of girl?" Sylvia laughed, "Yes, she's my girl too."

    "I don't understand, isn't this kind of girl bad?" Fred nodded, "If I lived in that story, I would definitely be caught by that Girls attract, right?"

    "What?"

    "Merlin's beard! That sounds like a pretty girl." The smile on Fred's face looked so pretty, "And Sounds a bit like me, and I also like to make friends happy, and you said it was a great thing."

    "I said..." Sylvia thought to herself that the words she once said were not to praise herself, "She and you It's different, she's not as capable as you, she just makes jokes occasionally to make people laugh."

    "Then definitely can't compare with me." Fred raised his head, "If you want to compare everyone with me, who can be better than me? "

    "I know I know!" Sylvia smiled helplessly and shook her head, "She can't compare with you, nor with our friends. , she's just an ordinary person."

    "Ordinary people?" Fred raised his eyebrows, "How do you call ordinary people the same as a bad thing?"

    "You are more transparent than me now?" Sylvia smiled and pinched his face.

    "You don't think so?" Freda took her hand and put it in his own, "You can remember her things so clearly, I thought You must be very useful."

    "I am very useful." Sylvia shook her head, "It is because she is sensitive, so I learn to be strong. It is because she lacks self-confidence, so I'm always careless. It's because she has no choice but to bow her head to reality again and again, and I have to fight my life to make everything go smoothly, as I wish!"

    I am always changing because I wish I could be a better me.

    "I've been wanting to say, this girl looks just like you." Fred pulled her back into his arms and let her lean on him.

    "What?" Sylvia asked this question more than once this evening.

    "She may be very sensitive, how can there be a girl who quarrels and makes herself cry? But she is like you because she doesn't want to hurt the people she loves. You always Aggrieved yourself first to fulfill others, always think of others first." Fred muttered, "You might as well be a little more sensitive and weak, you always pretend to be okay, stupid and make me feel bad."

    "Actually, I often cry behind my back, do you believe it?" Sylvia asked seriously, and soon laughed again, "Don't believe it. This is fake! A hard-hearted woman like me won't shed a single tear!"

    "You can come to me and cry."

    "You'll regret saying that. Fred, you can't handle girls crying."

    "But I can handle you."

    "Are you dealing with me?"

    "I don't have it!" Fred's whole body was full of energy, for fear of being surrounded by his girl again, "Forgive me, you can't be like Is that girl just as considerate of herself? Your enthusiasm is shared with everyone! It's not good."

    "Are you in love with that girl?" Sylvia sneered, "She's not good, not at all."

    "Yeah she's not good." Fred echoed shaking his head, resting his chin on Sylvia's head again, "She lacks confidence It's because no one told her how good she is. Isn't it the same for you? I don't know since I was in grades and someone else would take you away, but you came to ask me why you can't meet your peach blossom? Why is no one pursuing you? You? That's ridiculous."

    "Fred Weasley, isn't all your empathy being used on strange girls?" Sylvia tugged her elbow , but did not break free from the embrace behind him, "You are right, she is rarely praised."

    "Why are you so harsh to this girl? You are obviously the most considerate one, or do you want to give me this opportunity to be a good person?" Reid continued his speech after receiving Sylvia's acquiescence, "What else do you say about her? Bow down to reality? What is this? But she never gave up. What is this? Bunny! It's enough for me to think about it for a long time. So many at once this evening, do you want me to write a paper for you? How many pieces of parchment?"

    "I didn't force you to read it." Sylvia pouted.

    "That won't work," Fred said firmly. "Of course I'll understand what you're saying."

    "Do you really think she's fine?" Sylvia looked at him, "Seriously, Fred. That's not what you're talking about. where you'll pay attention."

    "Don't you think she's amazing?" Fred looked like he was thinking seriously, "He is fun and can study hard, and both sides can please , isn't this pretty cheap?" He noticed that the girl in his arms was shaking with laughter, and he continued to open his heart and continued: "You said she was admitted to university, I don't know what you think, Isn't it great? If I were, I would definitely not pass the test."

    "Fred! You made me laugh!" Sylvia turned around in a good mood and threw herself into his arms, "Great! Of course she is great! She has been admitted to university!" Sylvia didn't know why she thought it was so funny, but in the laughter and laughter, it didn't matter whether it was serious or not.

    "The more I think about it, the more I think she looks a lot like you." Fred rubbed her head, "Aren't you the same? In order not to be looked down upon by others, always It's a secret competition and a surprise for everyone."

    "Really? This sentence is specifically for Snape!" Sylvia laughed and curled up in Fred's arms, "Don't look down on me! I just want to be an Auror! I can do it! I'm amazing!"

    "How come you never said you had this friend?"

    "...because we haven't seen each other for many years." Sylvia stopped her smile instantly, "It's an old friend."

    "So it's like this! So it's from the past!" Fred said with some joy, his eyes flashing with excitement, "Don't worry She, Bunny, do you believe me? When you see her again, there must be a lot of people around her who love her."

    You're right again, Fred.

    Now she is surrounded by too many people who love her as she wishes.

    Between us, you really are the one with God's perspective, right?

    "Fred."

    "What's wrong?"

    "I love you."

    In Fred's eyes, I am still me.

    That's enough.

    

    Fred laughed. He took his girl in his arms and dropped a kiss on her cheek. "I was wondering why you brought up a girl at first? Do you know how scary that is?" Fred shook his head with a look of horror. "This girl of yours is very nice. Well, it must be just bad luck."

    "She is indeed unlucky." Sylvia said softly, "She is not as lucky as I am, she can't meet you."

    "You deliberately said a girl I liked. I thought you had some problems to test me." Fred pretended to be panicked , "You might as well ask me who you and George will save first when they fall into the water."

    "Nonsense! Why is this your type?" Sylvia tapped him on the head.

    "If you look like you, isn't that the type I like?" Fred put on a puzzled look.

    "Slippery!" Sylvia snorted and stood up, walking straight towards the Burrow on the moonlight. She was trying to hide the fact that she was shy, even though Fred had already seen her little flushed face.

    The author has something to say:

    After this chapter, we will continue to push the main line!

    I really do a lot of nonsense hahahahahaha I love to write daily.

    This chapter is what I thought of when I was thinking of writing this book, and I also thought about whether to let Searle expose his transmigration, and came to the conclusion Yes do not. In fact, I have always believed that there is a parallel time and space, and I also believe that there is another me in the parallel time and space of HP. There is a me in every time and space. This is also a small motivation for me to start writing fanfiction, right?

    Searle is an ordinary girl, a girl who makes mistakes and is impulsive. A lot of her actions are the result of what I would have done if I had been there. Such as Draco's transformation plan, such as recklessly messing with the Twins, such as talking back with Snape. All are my subjective results. I sometimes see comments that Syl is bad and of course I get **** off. I asked her to do this, you can say me, not to mention my baby girl hahahaha.

    I want to open other fans because I like to write stories about girls. Every bright and clear soul deserves to be loved.

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