HP Dear Miss Freak

    "It is somewhat romantic to use this **** wedding as a signal that the war has fully started."

    "Ladies and gentlemen! Please stand up!"

    All the seats rose lightly and gracefully into the air, the canvas of the marquee disappeared, and the view of the sun-kissed orchards and surrounding countryside was magnificent. Then, a pool of molten gold spread out from the center of the tent, creating a glittering dance floor.

    "Cough cough, can I ask you to dance? Beautiful fiancee?" Fred pretended to be young and stretched out his hand to Sylvia.

    "My pleasure." Sylvia raised her chin arrogantly and took his hand.

    The band starts playing. Bill and Fleur were the first to step onto the dance floor, to rapturous applause. After a while, Mrs. Weasley led Mrs. Delacour to the dance floor, followed by Mrs. Weasley and Fleur's father.

    "It's our turn." Fred said impatiently, pulling Sylvia into the dance floor carnival.

    "Hey! Did you find it? Your brother George is gone!" Sylvia said excitedly.

    "You're dancing with me and thinking about George?" Fred pretended to be jealous.

    "I'm so curious about George's peach blossoms." Sylvia tutted.

    "George's peach? What's more fun?" Freda turned Sylvia around so she could see Hermione facing Crewe in a panic um.

    "Look!" Sylvia also dragged Fred around so that he could see Ron, who was standing uncomfortably.

    "Hey! They're here!" Fred took Sylvia to the side to make room for Ron and Hermione, "Good job! Ron! This is like It's my brother!"

    "Shut up!" Ron said sullenly, taking Hermione away from the two of them, and away from their malicious coaxing.

    "Betting or not? Hermione will also be your Weasley's daughter-in-law." Sylvia smiled wickedly.

    "Give you a chance to repeat." Fred pulled her waist in a bit.

    "Hermione will also be the daughter-in-law of our Weasleys." Sylvia changed her words with a smile.

    When the dance scene became more and more crazy, Fred suddenly said: "Are you tired? Let's go to the side?"

    "What? Why? I'm not tired!" Sylvia stared at Fredera and walked away, "You better not think about finding a bush for some exciting..."

    "You're playing more wild than me now, aren't you?" Fred laughed, "I didn't think that way!"

    "Really? You won't?" Sylvia looked around the audience and couldn't find George who disappeared. She could remember the phrase "Fred and George long ago disappeared into the darkness with Fleur's cousins" in the original book.

    "I think everyone is going too far. After all, it is rare to have such a lively dance party. I think you are going too far too!" Fred muttered softly, pulling Sylvia to a Sitting down at the small table, "And there are still a lot of lifeless guys staring at you."

    "How do you know it's not staring at you?" Sylvia raised her head slightly and saw quite a few red-haired cousins ​​looking here.

    "Let me see what's wrong? It's all your red-haired brother who won't let me see?" Sylvia laughed and raised her legs, "Fred, but never It's because I'm worried that there will be a girl coveting you, it's rare to see such a situation."

    "Can they look as good as me?"

    "You don't look good, you still worry about me? There's not really a handsome guy, right?"

    They looked at each other in silence for a while. Sylvia stood up abruptly and looked over Fred's shoulder, and Fred quickly pushed her back into position.

    "I gotta laugh! Fred!" Sylvia giggled, "I won't make trouble with you. Even if someone is staring at me, it must be just to see Fred's fiancee."

    "I don't care. You have to stay by my side today and can't go anywhere." Fred said indifferently. "

    "Okay." Sylvia looked reluctant, and after a while she couldn't help but ask, "Is there really no handsome guy..."

    "No! What's so good about having red hair and freckles?" Fred said angrily.

    "I think you're pretty." Sylvia said with a smile.

    "You're lucky that you found the best looking boy in the Weasleys." Fred snorted, and when he noticed something, he hurriedly turned away from Sylvia. other guests.

    "I see!" Sylvia's eyes suddenly lit up, "There are several relatives of Hibiscus there! They have Veela blood!"

    Fred's expression looked like he was being told.

    "I'm going to ask Fleur to introduce me to see if there are any good-looking cousins." Sylvia said pretending to get up, looking at Fred's displeased look, she turned to hug his Waist, "Why are you so funny? Stop talking? Are you really angry?"

    "I'm seriously considering whether to knock you unconscious and carry you back." Fred raised his eyebrows.

    "I know I went a little too far in the World Cup." Sylvia said unapologetically, "But I was young then! Now I'm already..."

    Fred looked like he didn't expect anything from her.

    "I'll change it," Sylvia said.

    "You better forget it." Fred rolled his eyes and pulled her to sit down again, "You can't wear high heels and dance, are you tired?"

    "I'm fine! I'm happy!" Sylvia smiled, shaking her legs. Anyway, after all, there are not many good days like this.

    "You obviously don't like dancing." Fred muttered. Suddenly, he turned his head sharply as if noticing something.

    A big silver guy pierced through the canopy above the dance floor and fell. The lynx was graceful and gleaming, and landed lightly among the terrified dancers.

    Coming.

    Sylvia subconsciously tightened Fred's arm.

    The Patronus opened his mouth wide and spoke in Kingsley's loud, thick, slow voice.

    "The Ministry of Magic is down. Scrimgeour is dead. Here they come."

    "Fred! Wand!" Sylvia pulled out the wand hidden in the leg straps under the skirt and pulled Fred tightly.

    "Tighten me." Fred also drew out his wand and circled Sylvia in front of him.

    Someone was still watching, but soon the first scream caused panic. Guests flee in all directions, many Apparating. The protective spell surrounding the Burrow has been broken.

    "Fred! Behind!" Sylvia saw several Death Eaters falling from the sky, raised her wand over Fred's shoulder and cast a few stun spells, "Release me We have to fight!"

    Fred let go of Sylvia after half a second of hesitation, and the two fought back to back.

    "They're here for Harry." Fred frowned against the curse.

    "It's all right. I saw Harry, Hermione, and Ron Apparate away..." Sylvia met the enemy while making sure of the others.

    Most members of the Order of the Phoenix are here, so it shouldn't be too difficult to deal with such a scene. Many black figures are falling down one by one. Compared with the original, the Order of the Phoenix now has much more combat power.

    "Where is Harry Potter?" shouted one of the Death Eaters.

    Although no one told him the answer.

    "Hand over Harry Potter!" shouted another Death Eater. "We'll stop the firefight."

    "It's just you?" Sirius has already knocked down two of them easily, "Self-throwing!"

    There are Death Eaters and members of the Ministry of Magic. Everyone knows the situation - the Death Eaters are now backed by the entire Ministry of Magic.

    "Ah!"

    Everyone stopped and looked back because that was Sylvia's scream.

    "Stay still."

    Little Barty's wand pointed at Sylvia's neck, her knees pressed against her back, and her left hand pressed her face to the ground. The aspen wood wand flew so far, and the girl couldn't use any strength in her hands. She knew that she was exhausted. But she's still resisting—

    How could I - be caught by him in such a humiliating manner.

    "You haven't fallen into my hands yet? Tonks?" Little Barty increased his strength, but did not hear the hysterical screams he expected.

    "Don't!" is Dora yelling, "Don't hurt her!"

    "Where is Harry Potter?" asked Barty Jr., while the rest of the Death Eaters were smiling. There are also many people walking from the direction of the Burrow. Sylvia only thought at this moment that some of their people went directly to search the Burrow.

    "You let her go first." It was Arthur who stood up, and Sylvia heard footsteps.

    "Where is Harry Potter?" Barty Jr raised his voice.

    "What do you think you are threatening us with?" Moody was undoubtedly the calmest person in the audience. "What do you really think you can get?"

    Damn—

    Sylvia gritted her teeth and endured the pain.

    "Where is Harry Potter?" Barty asked again, the tip of his wand was burning the back of Sylvia's neck with sparks, "Look, you like fire magic."

    "You won't know." Sylvia gritted her back molars and growled viciously.

    Suddenly, a ray of light hit, Sylvia only felt the little Barty's strength loosened, she tried all her strength to turn around, but first saw his holding wand His hand fell in front of him.

    …

    Sylvia's mind went blank for a moment. When she turned herself over completely, she was splashed by the gushing blood and closed her eyes subconsciously. When she opened it again, Barty fell to herself in a weird posture.

    And she wanted to reach out to block, but she didn't have any strength.

    Boom!

    Someone hugged her.

    Boom!

    Little Barty fell a few steps in front of her, staring and opening her mouth, not even having time to say her last words. And the rest of the Order of the Phoenix started to fight back with the quickest reaction.

    "Fred..." Sylvia gasped in horror, looking at Fred with her Apparition.

    "It's okay, it's okay, Bunny." Fred squatted beside her, holding her tightly in one hand, "I shouldn't have let go! I shouldn't have let go just now!"

    "Fred." Sylvia stared at him in disbelief, "You did that?"

    "Take Sylvia back to the house! Fred! I'll cover you!" George doesn't know when he appeared, or maybe he's been in the scuffle, but Sylvia is really It's inconsiderate.

    "Shenfeng Wuying!" Sylvia was still panting, "You can use Shenfeng Wuying to cut off his entire hand! You still..."

    "He dares to treat you like that, why would I dare not?" Fred sullenly picked up Sylvia and ran to the Burrow, "He dared to put his dirty Put my hand on you! I'll cut it off!"

    "You killed him." Sylvia was surprised, but also very surprised. It's just that it all happened so fast that she couldn't digest it yet.

    "I should have killed him long ago." Fred's hand tightened, "You...Bunny, don't be afraid..." He then noticed Sylvia's eyes and footsteps Slowed down a bit.

    Sylvia shook her head: "Did you learn Shenfeng Wuying from Harry?"

    Fred nodded: "I know it's a curse."

    "I'm not blaming you, idiot." Sylvia said softly, she was put on the sofa, "Of course I know you don't want to learn this..."

    "I want to get revenge on Snape." Fred knelt down in front of her and wiped the smudge from her face, "I don't care if he did it on purpose or not, He hurt you, and I want him to taste it too. It just happened to happen today..."

    Sylvia noticed that Fred's hands trembled uncontrollably.

    "I found out that I'm not good enough to protect you. So I learned some real skills." Fred pretended to be relaxed and handed her the bottle again, "His With the wand pointed at you, I almost tried to use the Death Charm."

    "No way!" Sylvia took the medicine bottle and his hand, even though she was limp right now, "Fred, in any case, never use Forgiveness Curse!"

    "I'm afraid that someday I won't be able to control myself." Fred's voice trembled, "I kill people. but I did kill..."

    "Come here." Sylvia braced herself and put her arms around him, "You killed an unforgivable Death Eater, understand?"

    Fred hugged her too, buried his head in her shoulder, and nodded.

    At this moment, everyone returned to the Burrow, Fred and Sylvia let go of each other, and they became the focus of attention again.

    "Are you all right?" Sirius asked.

    "It's fine." Sylvia replied, "How is it?"

    "It's all settled," Moody said irritably. "With the Death Eaters, after Crouch's death, none of them took the lead. It's okay to let them run away. Go back and explain that you didn't find it here, that's fine."

    "The Ministry of Magic is down now." Remus continued, "Those guys don't hide their intentions at all."

    "Harry they're gone." Ginny said under George's arms, she looked so tough, and her beautiful face was very moving at this moment.

    "Fred..." Molly took a few steps forward with concern, "How could you..."

    "You obviously learned that curse better than yourself." Sirius said, exaggerating, but only to express his appreciation.

    Fred frowned, lips twitched, he had a bunch of things he wanted to say, but he couldn't say it all in his mouth.

    After the crowd dispersed, he just whispered in Sylvia's ear:

    "No one can hurt you."

    The author has something to say:

    The head of Barty Jr. was taken by Fred

    Fred's highlight is here!

    I asked him to use Unforgivable Spell. Judging from Fred's ability, spells can also be mastered very well.

    I promised you before that I will keep Barty, but I will take care of him.

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