19 years later

Seasons do not bring much landscape change to Venice.

As far as the eye can see, there are winding water alleys entangled between elegant European-style houses on the water, and old bridges are crossed on the flowing clear waves, and small boats are often seen shuttling under the bridges.

The wonderful and dreamy city of water, Venice, is like a gentle and tender girl, with water and affection in her eyes, shining brightly in the waves of the Adriatic Sea.

And water will not leave traces of time, spring and autumn come, Venice is still silent and serene.

Probably only the flowers and plants planted under the windowsills of every house will reveal the flow of time.

The environment here makes Luna feel comfortable.She and Neville had been in Venice for several months.Neville travels with Luna as an herbalist to study a unique Venetian aquatic plant.It just so happens that Luna, as a naturalist, is also interested in the magical creatures that live in Venice.

The two have been married for many years.Life is neither passionate nor dull, but very satisfying.After all, there are not many couples who can finally get married after the war.

On this day, Luna is studying the newly caught aquatic animal, the quillaman.Suddenly hearing movement from the door, she knew that it was Neville who had returned, and turned her head, only to see a man with black hair and green eyes standing at the door, and Neville standing beside him smiling.

"Oh...Harry!" Luna was a little surprised for a moment and didn't know what to say.

"I didn't expect to meet Harry either." Neville said with a smile, and began to prepare tea for Harry.

Harry nodded to Luna, sat down on the sofa following Neville's guidance, and turned his gaze to the quillaman rat in the water tank.

Noticing Harry's gaze, Luna said, "Oh, that's the Quillaman rat. Its saliva can heal the damage caused by the spell. But I haven't researched the specific spell yet."

Harry didn't speak, Neville mumbled aside, and Luna was in a daze for a moment.

They hadn't seen Harry for too long.Even friends, under the erosion of time, are somewhat unfamiliar.

"Are you on vacation...?" Harry asked.

Luna and Neville looked at each other and replied, "You can think so."

"Have you...have you met Draco?"

Luna understood immediately.

"Not yet," she said lightly, "We've been here not long ago. Maybe I can look for it with you. I'm familiar with the places people like to go here."

Harry looked at her, his green eyes brightened by the light.

Harry temporarily stayed in the house they rented, and Luna would often accompany him out to look for people.

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"Rialto Bridge. It's the best bridge here, from the train station to the city center," Luna sings.

She and Harry were standing in front of the train station.

People come and go on the Rialto Bridge, and the gorgeous and wide stone bridge spans the blue water waves, like a crown in Venice.

Luna gazed at the jewel on the Grand Canal, then turned to look at Harry.

Harry didn't set his eyes on the Rialto Bridge, but looked into the train station.

"It always reminds me of Platform Nine and Three Quarters. But Muggles don't use steam trains," Luna said knowingly.

The Hogwarts Express...

It was always a smoky platform.Destined to be the starting point of a special life.

Shallots that never go back.

I can still vaguely remember the face when I was young, the arrogant expression, the immature but handsome face, the hairline getting higher and higher, the gray-blue pupils that faded blue with time, and gradually faded to light gray. See the flash of blue inside when you are happy.

It turns out that I noticed so much unconsciously.

Obviously at that time...

"At that time, he was an out-and-out bastard in my eyes..."

Memories can only look at plum blossoms to quench thirst, but still indulge in it, even with a faint smile on his face.

When I was young and ignorant, I didn't know that even my feelings were divided into bright and dark lines, and the diametrically opposite feelings had already sprouted in the corners I didn't know.

The Hogwarts Express.

The pale-faced boy with platinum blond hair at the beginning appeared arrogantly at the door of the carriage and held out his hand to him.

And he rejected that hand.

Thus, it was a full six years of hostility.

Every time they meet each other in the corridor, there will be a verbal humiliation, and every time he has to resist the desire to go up and punch that face.

But I don't know when, back and forth, something other than provocation appeared in the eyebrows and eyes that looked at each other.

When they were in class together, they frequently looked at each other. Under the superficial reason of "wanting to see if that guy made a mistake", there was a thought that I didn't realize.

Secretly fermented in the reckless years.

Perhaps the happiest day of the year is the day when you board platform nine and three-quarters and return to the embrace of magic.

Standing on the noisy platform and looking around, looking for friends and looking forward to something at the same time.

Then met a pair of gray eyes, as it always happened in every Slytherin and Gryffindor class.

Sometimes it was immediately staggered, sometimes it was a look of disdain, or a fierce stare.

But only when he received the other party's gaze did Harry feel that the new school year was really about to start.

Look, the people who want to fight against him are ready.

The most memorable time on the Hogwarts Express was in the sixth grade.

At that time, they didn't realize the feelings in their hearts, and they only had to be noisy and try to catch each other in school.

Maybe it was out of the idea of ​​grabbing the handle, he secretly followed into Draco's car.

Then he was keenly discovered, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, he fell motionless on the ground under the petrification curse, and was covered with an invisibility cloak.

Watching Draco leave in a mask of panic and helplessness.

Or maybe, he was stalking just to know why Draco was paler than ever.

……

In the noisy Muggle train station, people's voices were buzzing, and Harry seemed to hear a mocking and deliberately protracted "Potter" in it.

However, tens of thousands of people came and went, and no one carried his breath.

Listen carefully, and everything fades into silence again.

He looked back at Luna, and saw her smiling at him without any impatience.

"Let's go?" she said, her voice as ethereal as ever.

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The sky was blue, and Luna and Harry rowed to the vicinity of St. Mark's Square in a black sharp boat gondola.

Large chunks of gold on the water surface fluctuated, shining brightly, and the comfortable wind brought a pleasant temperature, rippling and sparkling.

The boat docked, and the two strolled in the crowded Piazza San Marco.

The spiers and domes of St. Mark's Church staggered and protruded under the dome, and angels stood on top of each spire. The inlaid gold-toned decorations and paintings gave the church an ancient splendor.

Venice's twisting waterways and St. Mark's Basilica give you the spectacle of seagulls and pigeons flying together.

Black pigeons are everywhere in front of the church, accepting the feeding from the residents, flapping their wings from time to time, jumping up the steeple of the church or flying to the clear blue sky.

Luna took out the prepared corn and knelt down to feed the pigeons, while Harry stood aside and watched.

These pigeons are all black pigeons.

Harry thinks he still prefers white doves, or he has always liked white animals, such as his snow owl Hedwig.

It's just that after Hedwig died, he never raised animals again.

The death was so unexpected, unexpected, and heart-wrenching.

He remembered Draco being turned into a ferret in fourth grade, which was also a white animal.

It's a pity that it didn't take long to change back.

Draco's pet, a golden owl, matched his hair perfectly.I remember seeing Draco always receiving big and small bags of candy from home.He was probably jealous then.

I don't know what happened to the owl.I would like to know what happened to its owner.

A pigeon next to Harry's feet pecked at his shoes a few times, but failed to beg for food, and flew away bluffing.

flying bird.Harry suddenly thought of that.

In the third grade, during Snape's Defense Against the Dark Arts class on behalf of Lupin, he heard that Snape deducted five points from Gryffindor, and before he had time to get angry, he suddenly received an enchanted flying bird. The paper crane was folded very delicately, and when unfolded, some ugly stick figures were also magically animated, depicting him being hit by a ball and struck by lightning on the Quidditch pitch.

At first glance, he knew it was Draco's masterpiece. Looking at Draco, the guy raised his eyebrows at him provocatively, with a low-key look.

I really don't know whether to praise him for his good folding of paper cranes, his good use of magic, or to ridicule him for his top-notch drawing skills.

But of course I was very impulsively angry at the time.

It's really a child's play.It's also thanks to his thoughtfulness to fold an origami crane for himself, people who didn't know thought he was going to confess.

Harry thought so, amused by himself.

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The two dangled freely on the water in a boat.Not far from St. Mark's Square, I rowed between two unknown canals, and saw a magnificent building, which looked like an opera house, showing its grandeur under the bright sun.

"It's called the 'Fenice Opera House,'" Luna said.

Phoenix...

The proud symbol of the White Wizard, the divine bird reborn from Nirvana.

"It was destroyed by fire three times, and it was rebuilt, and people said it deserved its name." Luna continued to explain.

And the Order of the Phoenix led the White Wizard to the light three times.

Luna guessed what Harry was thinking: "Ah, I will also think of the Order of the Phoenix."

Harry shot Luna a warning look, then quickly looked away.

Everyone knows that Harry Potter doesn't like mentioning the Order of the Phoenix.

However, Luna continued as if she didn't see Harry's eyes, "The Order of the Phoenix hasn't been together for a long time... I really didn't expect to see you again. Those days when we fought side by side and were worried..."

"Stop it," Harry interrupted.

"Because of Malfoy?" Luna said lightly, her voice was soft and ethereal, as if casual but directly hitting people's hearts, "The reason why you keep avoiding the old things during the war."

The water waves beat against the ship's deck and made a brisk sound, and the La Fenice Opera House was left behind, soaking in the old sunshine.In front of him was still the endless water surface, and the dancing broken sun was run over by the bottom of the boat.

And he didn't want to go back.Just staring at the sunlight floating in the water, broken and reunited like his hopes.Even if the front is the same, the same, and boring, it is better than the pain and loss that has been experienced.

"In sixth grade, before Dumbledore died, he told me that Draco was our spy." Harry said suddenly after a long silence.

Luna turned to look at him.

"I'm surprised." Harry paused, some words were on his lips, but eventually he didn't say them.

"Dumbledore's condition is to save Draco's parents."

"If Dumbledore hadn't died, he might have done it. But I didn't," said Harry. "We owe him the Order of the Phoenix."

He looked up at Luna, who didn't have the retort he expected, but just nodded to him.

"However, the second time, he promised me again." Harry's hand clenched the side of the boat suddenly, "I broke my promise again."

Luna saw the pain in Harry's eyes.

"No one cares how much he paid during the war, and no one knows what a miserable life he lived in the enemy camp. The Order of the Phoenix only cares about victory, and Draco is just a pawn, a dark wizard in Slytherin, they It's just that they don't care about his casualties at all!

"Why can't I always pay a little bit for him, obviously the second time he did it for me. Obviously it was for me that he lost so much.

"He didn't need to be like this. He could be a neutral person, like Greengrass, and live a stable life. I dragged him into the war...and he foolishly refused to look back."

It's not that he hasn't recalled the old things during the war, if he doesn't remember, how can he see Draco's feelings clearly, but that kind of memory is enough once, and one more time can make him tear his heart.

It was useless to understand Draco's feelings after the war, and he lost Draco in the end.

"Reminiscing only deepens my regret and my longing," Harry concluded.

Everything disappeared except the sound of water, and the color of the ups and downs of broken gold became darker and darker.

"That's his choice." Luna said softly. "He just chose you over everything."

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The boat continued to float forward, and after an unknown period of time in silence, it entered a relatively narrow water alley, with a short bridge ahead.

The short bridge is completely closed like a house, leaving only two small windows on one side.The shape is very beautiful, made of thick marble, high and horizontal between the two buildings.

Luna looked up and said, "The Bridge of Sighs."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Harry again, as if remembering something: "It is said that when couples kiss under this bridge, their love will last forever."

Only then did Harry look up at the bridge, with a playful arc on his mouth: "I'll bring him here someday when I find Draco."

Luna also smiled, and said to Harry seriously: "You will find him. He must be waiting for you somewhere."

Her voice was still ethereal and thin.

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One morning a month later, Neville woke Luna up: "Harry's not at home."

Luna froze for a moment, then nodded.

"Let him go."

Outside the window, the running water in Venice is running in the sun, escaping all traces of coming and going.

Shattered hopes will reunite like sunshine on water.

The author has something to say: Thank you reader "Gong Yu" for watering a bottle of nutrient solution for this article!

In this chapter, the Quillaman rat is a fabricated product...

Luna is the only one who believes that Harry can find Draco~

The writing style of this chapter is not stable, no matter how the Neville couple entertained Harry, the writing was not going well, it was almost like a primary school student's writing... vomiting blood...

Of course, Harry will use magic to find someone, so the efficiency is relatively high, and he will not stay in one place for too long, a few months at most

The place the author wants to go the most is Venice. The places mentioned in the article are relatively famous scenic spots (although they all rely on Baidu)

NEXT CHAPTER!!!Draco is finally here!!!!

(I have never seen such a hard-working protagonist)

Entering the countdown to completion...