Forget

Familiar room, familiar furnishings.

Harry slowly opened his eyes.Qiu stayed downstairs and didn't come up, which meant that the time spent on Harry's "journey" was still under control.

Draco was still sleeping peacefully, nothing unusual could be seen.Harry held his left hand tightly.

Even though it was dangerous, Harry didn't want to end this "trip" so quickly.Although that was only Draco's consciousness, Harry had never seen Draco like this before.This kind of Draco, who no longer rejects others, is willing to open up and talk to him.That perfect face can also show a sly and lovely expression, and those two thin lips can also get rid of their harshness and bloom gentle petals towards him.

Harry felt that he might be sinking into it.

But Draco asked him to leave.That person still stubbornly believed that this illusion would finally be shattered one day, and stubbornly believed that he would embrace death at the moment of shattering.He was rational and aloof, he wouldn't let Harry see the moment of death, even if it was a fake Harry.

Unreasonably lonely.

"But how can I blame you." Harry lowered his head and kissed lightly on the back of his hand.He still saw it from the memories that were deliberately sealed up, and from the doors that fell down.He saw Draco struggling in those terrible darkness, all words lost their meaning at this moment, Harry didn't want to say that he could empathize, he would never be able to empathize, no one else could empathize.At this moment, all Harry wanted to do was hold him tightly, hold this person, so that he would never disappear again. "I just regret it. Qiu is right, I'm a coward. I thought I'd been working hard to save you, but I never thought that if I could be tougher in the sixth grade, Be stronger, so you don't have to go through this... But what did I do? I almost killed you and then put you in danger. Draco, it looks like I'm the bastard. "

There seemed to be a loud noise downstairs, as if something had fallen to the ground.But Harry didn't care at all.All he wanted was to be here, with the love he had lost and found.He has missed too much.In that illusion, Draco forbade him to speak, but he really had a lot to say, and he couldn't finish it for days and nights, and he couldn't get tired of talking for days and nights.

"Harry!"

It seemed that someone downstairs was calling his name. Harry came back to his senses and frowned.He didn't hear it very clearly, but he vaguely felt that it wasn't Qiu's voice. —Is there anyone else here?

Harry knew he should go downstairs and take a look, but he really didn't want to let go of Draco's hand.

"Oops." Harry smiled and shook his head. "What can I do? I'm going to become an indecisive and unmotivated person."

Harry hesitated, and someone ran up the stairs, with heavy footsteps, thumping.Then, the bedroom door was pushed open roughly.

"Harry!" Ron propped the door with one hand and held something in the other, calling his name angrily.

"Even if it's a very important matter, it's still not good for you to barge in like this, in case you see something you shouldn't see..." Qiu followed behind, chattering.

"Is there anything you shouldn't look at, isn't he fine?" Ron interrupted her, walked directly in Harry's direction, walked all the way to the table, and slapped the things in his hand on the table. "Look at it."

"What's this?" Harry reached for the two pieces of paper.It looks like a newspaper, but it is thicker than ordinary newspapers, and the handwriting looks a little dull, but it doesn't hinder reading. Almost instantly, Harry saw the headline on the front page: "Exclusive Inside Story of the Disappearance of the Savior: Auror Minister Suspected of Secretly Collaborating with the Death Eaters, Openly Confronting the Wizengamot". Harry skimmed through it in a hurry. This article was full of nearly ten thousand words. It vividly described how Malfoy was convicted and sentenced, and how he disappeared and was suspected to be rescued. Then he told how the savior took a strange long vacation without warning, and then suddenly he was covered in injuries. He refused to show his face, did not mention a single word, but every sentence implied that the savior abused social resources to continue the life of the convicted Death Eaters. The article even mentioned the Horcrux, and even speculated that Voldemort's soul did not exist. Killed, but will reawaken and use Harry's body to harm Yunyun again. Harry couldn't help frowning, he asked again: "What is this?"

"Sample. The Daily Prophet to be released next week." Ron said angrily. "You remember Colin? Colin Creevey, the guy in school who used to run around with a camera, he's at the Daily Prophet now. You don't show up these days, he's looking for It wasn't until you passed this to me. Harry, even if I don't understand these things, I know that if this report is published, nothing good will happen."

Harry ignored Ron's emotion, he noticed a message: "Newspaper issue next week. Today is—"

"Friday!" Qiu, who was standing behind Ron, suddenly appeared to answer, startling Ron.

"We still have two and a half days to deal with this." Harry nodded, looking at them. "Who else knows about this now?"

"Probably not anymore. This is big news, and the Daily Prophet has protected this story very well. According to Colin, only some people in a specific position know-his position happens to be in this 'specific', just He has no right to adjust or express objections to the content." Ron thought for a moment and said. "And then there are a few of us. - Oh yes, Hermione will come over after work later."

"Yeah." Harry nodded, he glanced at the report again, and then looked up at the two people opposite. "This report, if it is only based on facts, is not false."

"Harry?!" Ron forgot to close his mouth in surprise.

"I'm talking about the facts. The facts are that Draco was indeed convicted, and I did rescue him, and I did use St. Mungo's medical resources—in fact, most of this was done by Qiu." Harry said flatly. .When he said the last sentence, Qiu let out a small sound of dissatisfaction. "Other speculations and assumptions are rather strange. But Draco's matter is indeed more complicated, and it is almost impossible to find evidence to prove that he was coerced."

"You succeeded?" Qiu asked.

"Yeah." Harry nodded. "But his affairs are really complicated. No matter from what point of view, I have to protect him. Will you help me?"

"What you said is too outlandish." Ron snorted. "When did we not help you unconditionally?"

"That's right." Harry thought for a while. "For so many years, I have dragged you down enough."

"Why are you so emotional all of a sudden... Don't we drag each other down?" Ron was a little surprised. "Even if you want to express your sincerity, you have to settle the matter in front of you first. - Do you have any ideas?"

"Not yet. But I've thought of someone," Harry said. "Perhaps we can invite Pansy."

"Pansy Parkinson?" Ron was confused again. "What do you want her to do?"

"Look at the people in our room, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Ron, who do you think can handle this kind of thing with confidence?" Harry asked back.

Ron looked at him, then turned back to look at Qiu with a dazed face, and spread his hands: "You're right. However, Pansy is not easy to deal with, are you sure she will help us?"

"Is it possible, you have to give it a try." Harry said. "Hermione should be here soon, let's go downstairs."

Ron and Qiu looked at each other, nodded at the same time, turned and went downstairs.

Harry turned around and half knelt down.He brushed his hand across Draco's forehead, and sighed, "You're right again, the trouble came so quickly." Harry paused for a moment, and helped Draco tuck the quilt up.

"But Draco, I'm not your father, and I'm not Zabini. I can protect myself, and I can protect you."