HP's return to innocence

The crown became one of the warriors, and when he returned to the dormitory, Drake raised his eyebrows and said in a slightly exaggerated tone: "Oh~ the great warrior is back~"

"Draco, don't try to confuse those horses." Crown unbuttoned his robe, eyes fixed on Draco, "I think I need to know what happened."

Draco froze for a moment, and the smirk on his face disappeared. He pulled his hair: "Do you think I know what happened? Believe me, I will only feel worse than you."

In fact, Draco was almost terrified at the time-this is very unacceptable for a Draco Malfoy who has lived twice and experienced countless sensational events-he couldn't control his body, and then And that group of guys showed up.Although they are unicorns, pure creatures that are always described with positive words such as beauty, purity, elegance, etc., but most of their bodies are indeed horses, the face of the horse, the neck of the horse, the limbs of the horse, and Horse's...lower body!

They're coming together like that, and Draco doesn't know damn why, but he does know exactly what the golden eyes of the biggest unicorn in the lead look at him.

It's going to mate, with him.Maybe some other meaning like "We'll have the cutest and strongest foal ever."To make matters worse, Draco felt irresistible, and there was even a part of him that felt joy and anticipation.At that time, Guan Guan didn't see any abnormalities on his face because he was already stiff from the blow...

He was glad that he already had the crown, and he was even more glad that there was a little scorpion between them, which made the unicorn not simply take him away—the other part of his body made him absolutely impossible to refuse.Therefore, as latecomers, unicorns must abide by the laws of animals, and only the strong can have stronger spouses.

"So, how about talking about the speech to the reporters tomorrow?" Guan Guan changed the subject, thinking that Nedrak's expression at this time-he originally thought it was another show by Drake, but now it seems that that Obviously also outside the scope of his plan.

"I think all you need is to tell Rita Skeeter not to describe you too exaggeratedly." So Draco followed him and changed the subject, and no one mentioned the damn unicorns anymore!

The next day, Draco wandered around the castle alone with the baby scorpion, all the students at Hogwarts were in class, and Draco didn't want to stay with other people.Finally he walked into an empty classroom and transformed a battered desk into a grand piano, all white.

He tried the audition, not perfect, but acceptable.Next he closed the door and opened the windows, but filled every corner of the room with soundproofing spells.It's not acting at the moment, but he really wants to play, so there is only one audience - his son.

Pacapelle's Canon Variations

Draco's fingertips danced on the keys, and clear and refreshing notes flowed out. When the sun shone through the window on the piano and Draco's body, for another moment, it seemed as if he could see those transparent notes surrounding his body. around……

This isn't a long piano piece, but it didn't end. At the penultimate bar of the third bar, Drake's fingertips rested on the keys. He turned his head and saw the person standing at the door—the 14-year-old Ha Leigh Potter, as usual, has messy hair and wears his old black-rimmed round glasses.

"I'm sorry to bother you, Mr. Malfoy." Harry looked a little embarrassed and shy. At that moment, Drake mistakenly thought that he saw the savior when he first met at the age of 11. At that time, the little family was not so annoying. .

"..." Draco was silent. In fact, since the beginning of this semester, he didn't quite understand this Potter.In contrast, his red-haired friend is quite normal. He originally thought that they should shout and insult him together and then rush up, but in fact, at this moment, his pair of eyes hidden behind the glasses There was no hatred in the green eyes.

"I thought things were clear between us, Mr. Potter." Draco looked at Harry with his chin, acting arrogant and disrespectful.

Harry smiled, and Draco actually saw nostalgia from his smile. He pulled out a fairly complete chair from the messy table and chairs, cleaned the dust on it with his wand, and sat down: "I need to speak to you, Mr. Malfoy."

Draco frowned, and he remained silent, but Harry took the silence as agreement, and after taking a deep breath, he said, "At the beginning of this term, I had a dream..."

"Your solemnity made me think that you really have something to tell me, but... a dream? Mr. Potter, do you think the relationship between us is not bad enough?"

"I know this sounds weird to you, but calm down and listen to me, okay? I swear, this isn't going to be a waste of your time."

"I doubt it," Draco murmured, but made a please-go gesture to Harry.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Malfoy." Harry smiled, and he seemed genuinely grateful that Draco was willing to continue sitting there, "It was a dream anyway, but it wasn't just 'one', it was continuous , many, many dreams, until a few days ago. And it is not just a 'dream', it is simply another reality."

"Don't take dreams seriously, Mr. Potter, I believe many people have told you so." Draco couldn't help but said again, "Also, you should know that if you continue to focus on the question of whether you are dreaming or not, then , I will leave immediately."

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry, and I thank you again for your patience," said Harry. "It's not about the dreams, it's about... death, lots and lots of deaths—so I Thank you again that those are all dreams, at least for me now, and it is enough for the dead to just die in a dream. And I also hope that it will always be a dream.”

"I don't know what your dream is, Mr. Potter, but I agree with you. Living happily together is the theme of this world, isn't it?"

"If the smile on your face wasn't so fake when you said it, then the truth of these words would be greater, Mr. Malfoy." Harry smiled, "I also understand that what Malfoy needs is not a gorgeous slogans, but something more practical. I would like to cooperate with you in many ways, as long as... don't hurt other people."

The misery of his last years in the dream was all thanks to Drake, who hated him, of course.But in the dream, when his wife died and he himself picked up the knife at the last moment, the hatred disappeared strangely.Because he was reminded of Draco Malfoy, another man who had taken his own life just as desperately.

The first 11 years of their lives were diametrically opposed, one was abused and the other was pampered.The seven years of Hogwarts was a tit-for-tat transition, and seven years later it was another reversal.The abused became the savior, while the pampered became the offspring of sinners that everyone hates.

But in the end, they all had an almost identical ending.

So compared to Ron's usual and normal anger and hatred—in fact, Ron was originally a normal and normal child—Harry gave up his anger and hatred not so normally, after all, they are so similar, and If those were all dreams, that just changed everything completely, and if it wasn't a dream, then it must be happening again now, and likewise, everything should be completely changed.

"Although I still don't quite understand what you're saying, but of course, why not?" Drake walked over and hugged the little scorpion, "I hope he grows up in a world where no one or anything can hurt him." in his world."

Harry thought he was getting a promise from Draco, but the truth was that Draco never trusted Harry Potter, or anyone in Gryffindor - Hermione Granger was already a Ravenc Tired.

They shook hands in a friendly way and left the tattered classroom.What Harry was thinking about was world peace, and what Draco was thinking about was eradicating all possible dangerous existences, not just for revenge, but also for the little scorpion to grow up safely.

On the way back to the Slytherin dungeon, Draco came across the diary unexpectedly - for the second time today.

"Is this a pre-Christmas surprise?" Draco laughed, the diary avoiding them since the day they arrived at Hogwarts.And Draco and Coronet don't mind this, of course the diary can have his "privacy", and his own life.

The diary pouted, it seemed that he was not that willing to come to Drake, but besides Drake and Crown, who else could he look for? ——This recognition made the diary a little depressed. When these people became the only people he could trust and rely on, it was too bad: "I need help." But no matter how depressed, the diary still said out of his purpose.

"What help?"

"The Yule Ball." Diary sighed. "I want to invite a girl."

Since the diary is only in the first grade now, it is certain that the girls he invites must be above the fourth grade.Draco looked at the diary with a mocking face: "You want me to chase girls for you?"

"Actually... she probably doesn't know me yet... She's Ravenclaw's fourth year, Hermione Granger."

Draco was small in his heart: Wow!There was a strange cry.Because the 16-year-old student council president turned out to be unexpectedly innocent, and because he actually fell in love with Ravenclaw's Eagle Queen?

"Then you have a very powerful rival in love, Darry." Putting one hand on Guan Guan's shoulder, she smiled and walked towards the dormitory with him.