HP heard I should be a Death Eater

Unsurprisingly, Patriarch Malfoy's funeral gathered all the Slytherins in England.Originally, because of Abraxas' popularity, some Ravenclaws, Hufflepuffs, and even the opponent's Gryffindor were willing to give him a ride, but as long as the Dark Lord was around, these people would not dare to show up anyway.

The hall, which has always been used for banquets, is full of simple black silk and white flowers today. Lucius sat in the first row, staring at his father lying in the coffin, and clearly heard the Dark Lord's praise in his speech Abraxas Malfoy - "Honorable Friend".

Under the cover of the robe, he slowly clenched his hand into a fist, and then forced himself to release it slowly, repeating this process until Narcissa took his arm and interlocked his index finger.

Signus sat a few rows back with the Blacks.The three were equally absent-minded, except that he was thinking about Snape upstairs at the moment, while the Blacks were obsessed with their future relationship with the Malfoys.Lucius was still young, and Abraxas' death must have caught him by surprise, and it would be unreasonable not to take advantage of the Malfoys at this time.But Narcissa was determined to marry him, and Alice Black and his wife supported their daughter's decision, which made it difficult for them.

Only the most die-hard Death Eaters listened to the Dark Lord's eloquent speech. Lucius was thinking about his own thoughts from the beginning to the end, until the Dark Lord stepped down and stood up pretending to be excited, as if he was moved by his parents. friendship.The Dark Lord was very satisfied with his performance, and hugged him generously, comforting him to cheer up.The closeness he showed to Lucius obviously also affected the other wizards present, and Signus felt that the tangled attitude of his parents around him had changed.

If Lucius didn't know the truth about his father's death, facing the Dark Lord's obvious protection at this time, maybe he would be sincerely moved, right?Signus thought that according to Lucius' character, he would definitely become a loyal follower of the Dark Lord from now on, willing to fight for his "hegemony".

Signus got up and walked to the corner, watching the guests step up to say goodbye to Mr. Malfoy one by one, leaving white carnations in the coffin.Lucius stood aside, waiting until the last guest had said goodbye to his father and stepped forward to close the coffin.

He was the only one left in the Malfoy family, but four people were needed to carry the coffin. Signus, Pussy, Collison and another friend from the Quidditch team noticed that he was standing there, and immediately stepped forward. standing at the four corners of the coffin.Narcissa looked at them gratefully, and handed Mr. Malfoy's cane to Lucius, reminding him to walk ahead.

There were a lot fewer people in the funeral procession than at the farewell ceremony, and all those left were true friends.Lucius watched as his father's coffin was slowly lowered into the dug grave, and the first handful of earth was sprinkled.

"Goodbye." He whispered into the dark coffin.Only Narcissa, who was beside him, heard the whisper, and the attachment one of the children was trying to hide for their father.

The burial ceremony was made even more sentimental by the steady patter of rain, and the Dark Lord remained here as an "old friend" in order to see for himself whether Abraxas had hidden the diary in the coffin.Signus couldn't bear this atmosphere, and walked away quietly, almost fleeing back to the manor.

Snape didn't want the unfortunate incident of meeting the Dark Lord by chance, and was about to leave before the end of the ceremony, when he suddenly appeared, he hesitated, and asked, "Do you want to go to Spider's End tonight?"

He saw that Signus was pale and probably needed someone to accompany him, so he proposed, but unexpectedly, the other party suddenly became serious and joked: "Your room has only one bed, is this an invitation?"

Snape looked at him coldly, and Signus touched his nose in embarrassment, really unwilling to refuse, so he whispered, "Of course I'm going."

Together they walked from the Fireplace to Diagon Alley, and then through the Muggle streets to Spider's End.At dusk, the lights in Snape's house were already on, and Irene could be heard cooking in the kitchen.

"Do we have something to eat tonight?" Signus asked, stopping.

Snape: "There's bread."

Signus frowned in disgust: "You eat this at night?"

"Not necessarily." Snape said indifferently.Today's mother was busy in the kitchen so early, which meant that the man probably wanted to come back for dinner, so he naturally didn't want to join in.

They looked at the door of the house in front of them, walked out of Spider's End Alley the same way, and found a Muggle fast food restaurant in a neighborhood with a relatively better surrounding environment.

Ever since Snape moved into the tool shed, Irene had opened a simple wooden door in the backyard so that he could go in and out directly without going through the front door.Signus and Snape had a hearty meal, and went back in the dark. The small door opened into the tool room.

There was only one bed, and Signus lay down on it as soon as he entered the door, with his hands behind his head, comfortable and ready to take a nap for a while.Snape dug out a pajamas that he hadn't worn much from the closet and threw it to him.

"Get out of my bed and put on this first."

Signus opened his eyes, picked up his clothes and looked left and right: "It's too small."

"Aren't you very powerful in spells?" Snape said indifferently, "Just use the Transfiguration spell."

Signus had to get up, and began to study how to make the clothes smaller without affecting its appearance.When he entered the door, he had habitually thrown his robe on the ground, and now he was wearing a black shirt, which outlined his narrow waist.Snape watched him "scratch his head and pose" very deliberately, couldn't help but rolled his eyes, turned and opened the door: "I'll get you some hot water, don't even think about getting into my bed if you don't take a shower."

"When did I stop taking a shower!" Signus' protest was blocked by the door, Snape raised the corner of his mouth, and walked slowly to the back door of his house.The bathroom is in the corner of the first floor, so keep your voice down when you use it, as it generally won't attract attention.He opened the door, and before he could go in, he heard familiar noises coming from the house.The man's cursing and the woman's crying made him instinctively want to rush over and beat him up, but his mother's protection of that man was vivid in his memory, Snape could only stand still and listen to the voices in the room, unable to do anything.What's the use of rushing in?Mother would never let him hurt that man, and if that man wanted to hurt him, mother would just keep crying and begging him to stop.

Snape stood at the door for a while, suppressing the violence in his heart, turned and went back to the tool room.Signus had already taken care of the pajamas by this time, carefully avoiding the wound on his right arm and putting it on.The speed of Snape's return was obviously beyond his expectation, and he was stunned stupidly with his pajamas hanging half over his body.

Snape stopped at the door, squinted his eyes and stared at his scarred right arm, only to feel that the anger that had just been suppressed in his heart burst out again, and the anger was even more exaggerated.

That nasty sense of powerlessness returned.His mother was being bullied, and he was powerless to resist, because his mother always blindly protected the man who hurt them.But Signus is absolutely unwilling to be enslaved and insulted, but he is also powerless to protect him, and can only watch the person he likes get hurt.

Snape's gaze was too deep, and Signus wanted to cover the scar with his clothes uncomfortably, but Snape came over and gently stroked the uneven skin on his right arm.Signus couldn't help moving his arms at the slight tickle. Snape glanced at him, and immediately became honest again.

"I'll get you some medicine."

"No!" Signus hurriedly said, "This is a punishment, no medicine."

Snape frowned: "Why did he punish you?"

Signus shrugged and said casually, "A lunatic doesn't need any reason to do things."

But I don't want to see this kind of scar again, Snape thought. He wanted to enter the wizarding world so much in order to be able to control his own destiny.Two years later, what has he mastered?

Snape spent the night thinking.That night he lay in Signus's arms, held tightly, like a teddy bear that a child clings to.Signus' chin was pressed against the top of his head, and in the darkness he could only see the protruding Adam's apple.He pressed his face to Signus's chest, feeling the steady and powerful heartbeat pounding into his soul.

This guy is only 4 years older than me, so why pretend to be an adult, Snape thought, if he has his own plan and refuses to tell me, then of course I can have my own plan and not tell him the same.

Of course, Signus didn't know what the people around him were thinking that night, and left in a hurry after receiving Bella's letter the next day. Snape watched him go out, and then he himself went to Diagon Alley.

There were many children on the streets during the holidays, and the wizards who sold small goods regarded Snape as a kid who came out to play, and greeted him with a variety of toys with a smile.Snape just walked nonchalantly through the crowd, heading straight for the common fireplace.

He went from Diagon Alley to Hogsmeade, found the secret passage that Signus had mentioned, and came all the way to the empty Hogwarts Castle during the summer vacation.Holiday portraits are all lazy, bored in the tranquility of not having kids messing around.They were surprised by Snape's appearance, and rushed over to watch.

"Boy, where did you come from?"

"You must all go home during the summer vacation."

"Is this a prank?"

Snape ignored the noise of the portraits, walked to the door of the headmaster's office, and stopped in front of the two statues of guards.He doesn't know the password.

"Mr. Snape." Dumbledore's voice unexpectedly sounded not far away, and when he turned his head, he saw the principal holding the Duke of Bee's bag in his hand, as if he had just returned from outside.

Seeing a Slytherin student at school during the holidays, Dumbledore didn't seem surprised, and his attitude was as normal as if Snape had an appointment with him today.

"You have something to do with me?"

Snape nodded and hesitated, "Did you know I would come?"

Dumbledore laughed: "Of course I don't know. But this is a school, you can come anytime you want."

They walked through the spiral staircase leading to the headmaster's office one after the other. Dumbledore poured the newly bought sugar into the almost empty crystal plate on the desk, and pushed it in front of Snape: "Taste it? This is A new flavor that just came out last week."

No need to put it in his mouth, just looking at the various colors, Snape guessed that this kind of candy must belong to the "surprise type" again, and said dryly: "Thank you, I don't like candy."

Dumbledore shrugged regretfully: "Then let's get down to business. Mr. Snape, I understand that you must have something very important to come to school in a hurry, but aren't you afraid that I just won't be here?"

"I didn't think about it."

"Okay, so how can I help?"

"No." Snape said calmly, "The one who needs help is you, and I'm here to help you."