[HP] Shh, it's a secret

Draco got a Cruciatus as a counter to killing Albus.Dumbledore's reward for using Devil's Fire instead of Avada Kedavra.

Voldemort, who had entered a state of extreme madness, did not believe that Dumbledore was dead at all.Until another of his servants, Severus, the agent he installed at Hogwarts.Snape fell to his knees in the dust at his feet—

"Yes master, Dumbledore is dead...he has appeared in the portrait, very weak, probably because of the devil's fire, his soul was burned. The funeral is scheduled for the day after tomorrow."

So, Draco got another reward, his father Lucius.Malfoy's body.

"Dementors are always impatient with prisoners who try to escape... Don't be sad Draco, go to Wormtail, he will tell you that your master has taken care of your enemies for you. By the way, tell your mother, She wants to go to France, so go... 'It's the same everywhere, isn't it Nagini?'"

Voldemort was gone, leaving the hall and taking with him the Death Eaters who surrounded him with different expressions.Only Draco was still there, standing abruptly, stunned by his father's body.A piece of firewood was burned, and the fireplace made a series of beeping, beeping, beeping, and the young, lifeless face illuminated by the fire was flickering.It was clearly already June, but Draco felt very cold, as if he had fallen into a hole in the ice.

The long-closed lips parted a line, and some sounds came out from the throat, which were extremely difficult to distinguish.

"Worm... tail."

"Yes... yes, Master Draco, you called me?"

Someone was answering him, a voice coming from behind him.Draco turned slowly, and saw a wretched figure coming out of the foyer—short, stooped, with a mouse-like face and a pointed nose, and those watery eyes that gleamed small eyes.

"Wormtail?"

Draco rushed towards Peter quickly, his voice trembling and eager.His black figure immediately enveloped the short Wormtail.The latter, frightened, raised his right hand, and the silver prosthetic hid his face.He thought he was going to hit him.

"It's the dementor, the dementor did it! Your father...he wanted to run away." The poor mouse screamed in fright, "Killed... that dementor has been killed by its master. "

"Worm..." Draco stared blankly at the one in front of him, unable to speak, as if his throat was blocked.not him?He took a step backwards, staggered... then his father... Draco turned and Lucius was lying there, on the marble floor... Impossible!is fake!Draco jerked his wand out and yelled at the man in front of him—

"Wormtail... Wormtail. Wormtail!... You damn..."

Looking at the ugly face that lost its color due to fear, he wanted to kill him, really wanted to.

Just as he raised his wand, his wrists were restrained.

"Hush—reason, don't let appearances blind your eyes." The mouse said to him, the voice was as soft as hallucinations, and the expression was still timid.

Draco opened his mouth—

"dad……"

"...Oh, Merlin! You can't kill me!" Wormtail jumped up, "Severus, stop him!"

"Get out of here, Wormtail." Snape strode in and gestured disgustedly at the mouse seeking refuge.The mouse slipped away, still cursing angrily.And Draco just stood there blankly, watching the direction in which Wormtail disappeared.

"I have something to tell you, follow up." Snape said, took the lead and took a step forward. Draco finally looked outside the door and followed Snape obediently—leave the hall, turn the corner, go upstairs, Then, at Snape's gesture, he opened the door and walked into a room.There was only one wall lamp lit in the room, and it was very dark.After a long time, when his eyes finally got used to the darkness, Draco realized that it was his own room.

"Anti-tapping charm," Snape said.

Draco raised his wand, flicked it lightly, and immediately a gray barrier erected around him and Snape.He was as obedient as Snape's marionette.

"It's useless," the puppet said suddenly, "it's useless."

"The Dark Lord is gone," said Snape.

Draco looked up, then down again.

"Yes, you know very well." He whispered.

Snape didn't answer, just looked at the boy in front of him critically.The silence overwhelmed Draco, he had suffered enough tonight.

"Didn't you have something to tell me, Professor? Say it?" Draco yelled.

"Why, lost your temper?" Snape sneered, "You've lost your mind like this. It seems that Lucius' death has had a great impact on you... You're still a child after all."

"Don't say my father's name," Draco looked up slowly, "don't call me! And don't act like you know me well, saying 'it's a child after all' is disgusting! You Who do you think you are?!"

silence.

Under the dim light, Snape stood upright.

Draco flinched, but still held his chin stubbornly.He heard Snape say to him—

"I'm your godfather, Draco," he said slowly and softly, and then a little faster, "your father handed you to me when you were a wrinkled monkey five minutes after you were born Me, I don't know you, huh?... It was me, who taught you the first spell to smash your mother's favorite tea set into pieces; it was me, who taught you to use a cauldron and look at you It's a hundred times worse than Mr. Longbottom and exploded one after another... It's me! Those little tricks of yours, those immature pretending to be smart... I don't understand you?"

Draco's hands clenched into fists under his sleeves, and he lowered his stubborn head.

"Well, I don't know you." The corners of Snape's mouth slowly curled up. "Yeah, now it seems I really don't know you. Killing someone for the first time... how does it feel, huh?"

"Very well." Draco turned his head away.

"Really? I didn't even know my godson had such talent." Snape's eyes narrowed suddenly, "Who taught you Legilimency? And who is Devil Fire? You slipped away three months ago What are you going to Borgin's Black Magic Shop for? That level of invisibility... You're not Draco at all, are you Malfoy?"

Draco jerked his head up, and the second he caught Snape's eyes he realized he had to clear his mind, but it was too late.The whole room began to shake, Avada Kedavra on the tower, the fire in the Room of Requirement, the final duel on the Hogwarts lawn, hunting, killing, escaping, dying... and the black tower on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. Graves - The Brave and Unyielding...

"enough!"

Draco tried his best.

The screen stopped abruptly.

Then he saw Snape again.Only two steps away from him, those unfathomable black eyes flashed fiercely like never before, and in an instant they returned to a pool of stagnant water.

He saw it, he saw it, didn't he?

The corners of the mouth curled up in a ridiculous arc.It's hilarious, it's crazy.Things he'd kept buried in his heart that even the Dark Lord hadn't been able to fathom after torturing him all night...he saw it.

Unwilling tears almost fell from the hot eye sockets.

why,

He's obviously been working so hard.

Obviously have been doing well,

Obviously even the Dark Lord has been fooled!

why?

In fact, it was himself, he couldn't bear it long ago, and couldn't bear it anymore.

The people around him that he sees every day—will die—the ones he wants to save, the ones he doesn't want to save.

As long as you work hard, you will succeed?

Then Dumbledore, the Albus he killed with his own hands.Dumbledore.

It's useless, it's over.

Even he himself will die.

How could he expect to survive after he knew the Dark Lord's greatest secret?

Death is always watching, what he can do, what he can do...

Draco raised his head, and slowly slid down against the door panel.The only sound in the air was gasping and swallowing saliva.

"That's..." Snape finally woke up from the huge shock.

"How is it, is it still exciting my godfather?" Draco rubbed his eyes fiercely with his sleeve, and Draco stood up again, "Did you see the words on the tombstone? The Minister of Magic, the great savior of the magical world, Harry. Mr. Te wrote it for you himself. Ha - brave and unyielding soul! Go be damn brave and unyielding!"

"You saw that duel too, didn't you? Want to know what Potter said?—'Snape is Dumbledore's man' 'Snape's Patronus is a doe' 'Snape Pu loved my mother for almost her whole life'...funny isn't it, but it's all fucking true!"

Draco laughed so loudly that his chest was hot as if he had been poured with strong alcohol.Then he saw the horrified look on Snape's face, ha - terrified, what a good look!The laughter stopped, but the words buried in my heart refused to give up——

"I thought you hated him, loathed him, hated him," Draco said, "your nitpicking, your unwarranted targeting... even the blind can see it. In the end you've worked so hard for so many years until you want to Harry Potter is the only one to protect, because he is Lily Potter's son!"

"I saw a picture of her in the medal room, red-haired, she's a beauty, isn't she?"

"Then what about my parents, they trusted you so much, what did you do?" Draco sneered, "It was you, you notified the Order of the Phoenix, and then my father was sent to Azkaban; You, you watched the Dark Lord take away his wand and you yourself became the Dark Lord's henchman with peace of mind. Know what happens to a wizard when he loses his wand? Think of Dumbledore today... like a A pig waiting to be slaughtered!"

"And my mother, who gave me her wand, and then..." Draco pursed his lips.

"Dumbledore was also killed by you." He smiled again, "Oh no, he begged you to kill him." 'Severus, please...' A green light flashed, and the old guy flew high. Ah Vada Kedavra, that's really neat! The funny thing is that it's more than just one Avada Kedavra, it's a death talisman, the old wand—the old guy knows everything but didn't tell you!... Killed the wrong person , so he lost...hahahaha..."

Draco let out a long sigh of relief, those things that were buried in his chest that often made him unable to breathe... all said out, he felt much happier, lowered his head, and looked at his trembling hands in a daze.

As for others, who cares!right?right.

There seemed to be another white light flashing in front of my eyes, my hands became blurred, and I was happy and tired.

He fell to the cold floor, and the gray barrier fell apart in an instant.

Someone rushed in and gave it to Severus, who was still awake.Mr. Snape threw a left hook, hard and precise.