The Last Goodbye

, and put another glass in front of Voldemort, "You guys keep talking, I'm going to the Vatican first." The man suddenly reached out and grabbed him, "I'll go tomorrow morning."

"But the Pope's side..."

The Dark Lord raised his eyebrows, "Are you listening to the Pope, or to me?"

Harry smiled, "I'll go tomorrow morning." The other party let him go with satisfaction.

"Then I'm going to talk to them?"

"it is good."

When the sound of Harry's footsteps disappeared completely, Draco finally stood up.Across the long table, Voldemort was still drinking coffee and studying his thesis, looking at him suspiciously over his gold-rimmed glasses.

"Bastard, what did you do to Harry Potter?" Draco looked at the man coldly. Voldemort frowned inexplicably, and asked slowly after a while, "...What did you call me just now?"

His voice was soft and cold like a snake. Draco immediately realized that he had pissed off the other party - it's just that these old foxes who have been in politics don't easily write it on their faces even if they are angry. Master Malfoy pulled his chair away and walked straight to the other party, "I ask what you did to Harry Potter." Gray eyes stared at the man coldly, "He wasn't like this before. What did you use to control him?"

Voldemort put down the paper, reached out to support the glasses on the bridge of his nose, through them he looked at the young man in front of him carefully, and suddenly sighed softly, "Specialis Revelio."

Nothing happened.

Draco Malfoy still glared at him, "I am the deity!"

"That's weird, you don't look like one at all." The Dark Lord said quietly, stood up slowly, took off the mirror, and looked at him with those dark eyes, "Unless...you are giving it to Harry The man with the pocket watch."

"If you mean the Time-Turner, yes, it's mine."

The man's expression suddenly became very gloomy, and his pitch-black eyes turned into an endless night. Draco was taken aback, but he still stared at him unwillingly. "So it was you," Voldemort hissed, his voice so low that Draco thought it was some other language, "I see... the blood magic of the Malfoys, the heir's command over the estate above all else. That's amazing, actually Even the new timeline generated by the Time Converter can't affect you... For you, it should only be a nap, and the whole world will be turned upside down."

Master Malfoy didn't answer, but his look gave him away.

"No wonder your behavior is so abrupt..." The man across from him suddenly grinned evilly, "Welcome to the world ruled by Harry Potter's sworn enemy—Lord Voldemort."

"You..." Draco gritted his teeth and looked at him.

"It's no use staring at me. Your world no longer exists."

Voldemort said condescendingly, "You are in my territory now, and you have to listen to me from now on. Now listen carefully. First, Harry is my lover, so put away your attitude of being a hero who is ready to save the beauty. Second Two, I am much older than you, so you should use honorifics for me. Third, my lover has no interest in you at all, he is old enough to be your grandfather..."

"What nonsense are you talking about." Draco interrupted him, "Harry is only 22 years old this year."

"He was 22 when he met me," Voldemort said calmly. "He's 87 this year—or is it that the young master of the Malfoys doesn't know how the Time-Turner works?"

"You...you lived from that time until..." The gray eyes stared at the man in disbelief, "but you looked at..."

"As you can see, my body has a little problem, and I have to take aging drugs to keep it like this. I only use this appearance to make my colleagues and guests look comfortable." Voldemort pouted nonchalantly, "As for Harry , that’s because I like how he looks in his 20s. I put my blood on purposely keeping him that way.”

"You..." Draco was so angry that he didn't know what to say, "What are you kidding, what do you think of him! Calling him around and doing such things, he's not your toy, Voldemort!"

The man with black eyes stared at him, his expression was cold and arrogant, and now there was no trace of tenderness on his face, "...Why, he is not mine, could it be yours?"

"I didn't mean that!" Why does this bastard always focus on the wrong thing!

"Then what do you mean?" Voldemort moved a little closer.He was taller than the other, and Master Malfoy had to lift his chin slightly to keep staring at him.The man suddenly sneered, "You're quite cute. If he was younger, he might like you a lot."

"Why... I said I didn't mean that."

He just didn't know where to start complaining!

"Whatever you mean. How I want to talk to Harry is my business."

"you--"

Just then, Harry Potter returned.Almost as soon as he heard the sound of footsteps, Voldemort's expression softened immediately, and his face-changing speed was faster than turning the pages of a book. Draco stared straight at him.

"I told them...why are you all standing?" Harry looked at them suspiciously.The Dark Lord turned his head away, his expression normal, but his guest was a little pale. "What's wrong with you, Xiaolong?" The green-eyed young man stepped forward and reached out to touch the young master's forehead, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, I..."

"Harry." Voldemort hooked his hand at the young man, and Harry turned to look at him.The man picked up the papers and mobile phone on the table with one hand, pinched the young man's chin with the other hand, and left a coffee-scented kiss on the other's lips, "Xiaolong wants to chat with you alone, I won't bother you guys It's gone. You go to the study and find me later."

Harry nodded obediently, and Voldemort left without looking back.

THE ONCE AND FUTURE KING, PARTIV

2002

Now there are only two people left in the restaurant again.

"Please don't look at me with such loving eyes, Harry." Draco smiled helplessly, "...he said you are 87 years old?" The green-eyed young man smiled very embarrassedly, "Sorry, I Doesn't this look very..."

"No, no, it's pretty...I mean..." Draco shook his head, "You...remember me?"

"How could I not remember you." Harry looked at him suspiciously, "Are you okay, Xiaolong? You've been acting weird today."

"Then do you remember how we met?"

"At the Malfoy's Yule Ball."

"...the Yule Ball?"

"Your grandfather invited Voldemort and me."

Draco's gray eyes stared at Harry, blinking suddenly, and a tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

"What's wrong with you, Xiaolong?" The green-eyed youth looked at him worriedly.

"It's nothing...I..." Draco quickly wiped away the tears, "Sorry, you look like someone I know, I confused you before..." Harry laughed, " You often say that..."

"Do I say that often?"

"You often say that I make you feel familiar."

"Really?" Draco smiled slightly, "Maybe when I see you, I'll think of him."

"Maybe I'll meet him someday."

"I don't think so." Draco lowered his eyes. "I think...he's probably not in this world anymore."

"……I'm very sorry."

"No, he..." Draco raised his eyes to look at him again, "I think... he went to a better place."

"...you miss him very much."

"A little bit. I actually said goodbye to him when I gave him the Time-Turner. I know I'll never...but, maybe I'm not ready..." He was a little incoherent, "...you guys It's too similar, sorry."

Harry suddenly reached out his hand and gently pulled him into his arms.

The familiar aroma of Earl Gray tea pervades the surroundings.

The person being hugged frowned suspiciously.

what happened?Are they... are they the same person?

"I think he must be thinking of you too." Harry whispered in his ear, "Wherever he is."

Draco smiled bitterly, "Um...are you happy, Harry?"

"It's nothing to be unhappy about. Why do you ask?"

"As long as you're happy." Draco raised his arm and patted his old friend on the back, "Thank you..."

Thank you, Harry Potter.

Good bye my friend.

THE ONCE AND FUTURE KING,PARTV

2002

Godric's Hollow is cold in the depths of winter.

Today is Christmas Eve, and the streets and alleys are empty.From time to time, the north wind blew off the unfrozen snow on the roof of the church, and fell on the two visitors