19 years later

The author has something to say: Here, the scumbag author made a small change to set that Sirius is not dead.In fact, this anti-original setting doesn't make much sense, it's just that I don't want to use original characters.Here it is still written that the relationship between Kreacher and Sirius is not good, there is no reason, it is improvised.This work does not blacken any characters.

In fact, I eat wolves, not dogs...

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Sirius got up from the bed, fumbled for the wand, picked it up and cast a tempus, and saw that the time displayed by the magic was 10 o'clock in the morning.

"..." Sirius waved his wand, and time disappeared.He randomly flew a suit of clothes from the closet, put them on indiscriminately, and then shuffled towards the downstairs.

There seemed to be a musty smell in the air, and the sun could not penetrate the gloomy house.Klee huddled in the kitchen, ding ding dong dong, without any intention of saying hello to his master.

"Damn it." Sirius saw the disgusting breakfast on the dining table, then passed the dining table without hesitation, and sat down on the sofa by the fireplace.

It was obviously business hours, but who was going to expect him to have Sirius Black sitting in his office at the Ministry of Magic?

Sirius thought it was foolish for Twitch to take over the position of the so-called "Director of Azkaban Management Division".

Just because the Death Eater escaped from prison, a new independent prison management department was created, and Sirius was made the director just because he escaped prison?

"If the Ministry of Magic has more brains..." Sirius thought, "that's a really stupid reason."

The days of rebuilding the wizarding world were quite chaotic, probably because of the sudden burst of Gryffindor's enthusiasm, he agreed to take up the job in the Ministry of Magic, which was short of manpower.

If he knew that Azkaban was often robbed by the same person or someone he couldn't control, he wouldn't kill him...

The flames in the fireplace suddenly rose high and turned green. Sirius saw the head of the young deputy director appearing in the flames, with a helpless look: "Sirris, the savior has robbed the prison again, don't run away from work, hurry up!" bring it on……"

Sirius cursed, but got up quickly and grabbed a handful of Floo powder.

"Kreacher, how long has it been since you cleaned!" Sirius looked at the dusty Floo powder with disgust, and shouted.Then he heard a loud rattle in the kitchen, "It's been a month, dirty betrayed the master of the Black family!" Kreacher's sharp voice came.Sirius tossed the Floo powder into the fireplace in disgust, and quickly disappeared.

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After Sirius came out from the fireplace, the deputy director patted him on the shoulder comfortingly: "The savior doesn't seem very happy, this time he didn't even get the invisibility spell done, and he was discovered just after entering."

Then the door opened and Harry walked in, his black hair looking more disheveled than usual, his green eyes bloodshot.

The deputy director left the room.Harry sat down and looked up at Sirius.

"Can you let your dear godfather skip a day of work? Why do you escape from prison every time you skip work?" Sirius said jokingly, but looked at Harry worriedly.

"I'm going to supervise you at work for Hermione," said Harry, with what might be called a smile on his face.

Sirius knew that Harry would deliberately expose himself at the end of every jailbreak, in order to meet himself, and this was almost the only way they met.

Harry moved out of 12 Grimmauld Place after the war and never returned.Sirius knew, because Grimaud was the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, and Harry was against everything in wartime.

"Tell me, what's the matter? Made it look like this?" Sirius said.

"Sirius, I'm married to Ginny."

"What?!" Sirius bounced up from the chair, "Harry, am I your godfather? I just now know you're married! You didn't even let me attend the wedding!"

"It was a hasty decision..." Harry looked at Sirius with green eyes, "and I don't know if it's right."

"Wait, Harry, since you're married, why did you come to jailbreak?" Sirius said, "You still haven't let go of Malfoy? Then why did you..."

"Sirius, I will never forget Draco. This is what I clearly realized after marrying Ginny."

"But Malfoy..."

Then Sirius fell silent.

"What?" Harry caught the suspicious pause sharply.

His godfather looked at him and said nothing.

"Sirius, Draco is really important, if you know something..." Harry looked at him pleadingly.

"No. I don't understand you, why are you with Ginny if you fucking love that Malfoy." Sirius scratched his hair.He found the conversation too confusing.

"Have you ever loved anyone?" Harry asked abruptly.

Sirius immediately thought of a person who was always in black, with greasy hair.

"No," he said dryly at last.

"You don't know what it is to wait until you are desperate..." Harry was a little depressed, "I am really sorry for Ginny. I made a wrong decision. No matter what method I use, I can't forget Draco, and now I finally understand gone."

I really don't understand, Sirius thought sarcastically, I know the one I love is dead, and I don't have to wait.No hope, no despair.

Sirius looked at Harry, the beard on his chin showed that he was already a man, but it seemed that everyone only remembered him when he was in his teens, and the memory stayed in the time when Harry was all-powerful, like standing in the magic hall. The eternal youthful vigor and determination of the statues in the Ministry.

Because Harry had Malfoy in those days.

However, so much time has passed, and his godson turned out to be a man long ago.

Sirius didn't know much about the relationship between Gryffindor and Slytherin, he didn't understand himself and Snape, and he didn't understand Harry and Malfoy.

He remembered Harry getting the Order back together in the run-up to the Death Eater campaign and talking about his plans.Just tell everyone to plan, not discuss.Then he was a real leader, a real savior.

"Draco is still on our side. I let him be a spy. I hope you will trust him absolutely and not be prejudiced. He will be absolutely safe in battle." At that moment, Harry's eyes flicked to himself, then to Pass Ron.

The red-haired Weasley almost jumped up. "Harry, how do you know he's not a spy for the Death Eaters?"

Hermione tugged at him, and Harry frowned displeasedly: "Ron, he's a one-sided spy this time. The Death Eaters accepted his story, but didn't fully trust him. Tight. Probably only I can contact him during the war. He has helped us and can be trusted, and it is our Order of the Phoenix who is sorry for him, don't forget."

Ron blushed, his freckles seemed to be jumping, and muttered, "That white ermine..."

Harry amplified his voice: "I absolutely trust Draco Malfoy, and I hope you trust him too."

Sirius was somewhat surprised at the time. He heard that his godson and Malfoy were rivals at school. This kind of transformation is indeed a bit shocking. A Gryffindor and a Slytherin trust?

Sirius was immersed in the memory, and Harry stopped talking. Time seemed to freeze in the small office, and there was no sound for a while.

Sirius shook his head, sat up straight and looked at Harry, the teaching words slipped around his lips a few times, but did not come out.

After all, the person in front of him is already over 30, even if he is a godfather, what qualifications do he have for education.

"Harry, you should live a good life, which is what everyone wants." Sirius finally said, "Now that you are married, don't come to jail and let your godfather escape from work, eh?"

Harry was silent for a moment, then stood up. "I am leaving."

Sirius watched Harry walk to the door, and stopped him again: "If you have anything to do, you must come to Grimaud to find me."

Harry paused by the door, and left without answering.