[HP] Reason is still chaotic

When Sirius woke up in the morning, what he saw was a bright hall, clean stair railings, sunlight streaming in from the windows... everything was just like before he was 16 years old.He was in a trance for a while, and walked down the stairs hesitantly. Only when he saw Lupine sitting at the dining table did he find a sense of reality.

"Remus, this is?"

"That's what I did when I got up this morning," replied Lupine. "I made breakfast. Have a little?"

"Kreacher did this?" Sirius sat down at the dining table hesitantly.

Lupine hesitated, "Unless this is the result of Harry's hard work overnight, I can't think of other possibilities."

"Harry? That's right." Sirius looked around, "Harry hasn't gotten up yet? He didn't sleep late at all yesterday."

"I'm up." Harry ran down the stairs and sat down at the dining table.Merlin knew how surprised he was to see the changes in the house!

After dinner, Harry showed Sirius to look at the tapestry.

On the top of the tapestry was embroidered in large, shining letters: 'Noble and Oldest House of Black Forever Pure'

"Sirius, what is this?"

"This is the family tree of the Black family!" Sirius said, "My mother probably put a permanent bonding spell on it, and I tried to take it off, but it has been unsuccessful."

"Oh," Harry replied, "where are you then?"

Sirius pointed to a burnt hole, "Here it is. When I ran away from home at 16, my mother evicted me."

Harry didn't say a word, Sirius followed his eyes to see Regulus' name, and sighed, "This is my brother. That weak-tempered fool actually believed my parents and joined the Death Eaters But in the end, he was killed by Voldemort, or was killed under Voldemort's instigation. I don't think Regulus is important enough to require Voldemort to kill him himself. From what I know after his death , he's in deep, and then he's terrified of what he's being asked to do, and he wants to quit. Well, you can't just hand Voldemort a resignation and call it a day. It's either life or death."

"He's not an evil man," said Harry.

"Harry?" Sirius looked at him in surprise. He thought Harry would have something to say about the fact that Regulus was Voldemort's subordinate, but he didn't expect Harry to say such a sentence.

"I mean," Harry took a deep breath, "a really evil Death Eater wouldn't be intimidated by Voldemort's demands, would he?"

"You're also right." Sirius said, "I don't know much about him. I haven't talked to him much since I joined Gryffindor."

Looking at Sirius' complicated expression, Harry felt that he didn't care about the family as much as he said - or maybe it was just Regulus.Not yet, Harry told himself, when Voldemort was defeated, they would bring Regulus out of the cave and give him a grand funeral like all heroes.

And now,

Harry pointed to Draco's name, pretending to be surprised, and said, "You're still related to the Malfoy family!"

Sirius came back to his senses, "Yes. Narcissa, my cousin. She is different from Bellatrix and Andromeda, she has always been a noble and dignified lady. This time I am released from prison, She also wrote me a letter, and even helped the Black family property a lot. I don't believe that Lucius' peacock would offer to help me."

"So you have a good relationship?" Harry's green eyes sparkled after finding a suitable reason, "Well, I will get along well with Draco Malfoy. He is your relative after all."

"Harry, you don't have to care about this." Sirius explained, "Almost all pure blood are related to me, including your father. Your grandmother Doria Potter, she was also named Black before she married. "

"...You just said that you and Narcissa have a good relationship." Harry asked, "You also said that she wrote you a letter. What did you write?"

"Invite me to Malfoy Manor during the summer vacation." Sirius said indifferently, "I heard from Remus that you have a bad relationship, so I decided to decline."

"That was before!" Harry said anxiously, "Not anymore. This is the first time I meet relatives in the wizarding world, and I can get along well with them!"

"Harry, you don't need to accommodate those Slytherin vipers for me!" Sirius said, "I have relatives in Gryffindor too! Molly and I are cousins ​​by marriage, and Arthur probably counts as me." Great-grandson of uncle and grandfather."

"What are you talking about?" Lupine went up the stairs. "I heard you all downstairs."

"Remus, you came just in time." Sirius said, "help me persuade Harry, those Slytherin snakes are not good people!"

"I think I can get along with Draco," Harry emphasized. "We're not kids anymore!"

"It's not a bad thing to have more friends, Sirius." Lupine said with a smile, "Harry, what do you want to do during the summer?"

Harry was stunned, "Except for going to the Quidditch World Cup... oh!" Harry saw Remus' wink and reacted, "I have to finish my homework before then. I'll do it now!" Then quickly entered the house.

"What are you doing, Remus?" Sirius said angrily, he didn't want Harry to have any contact with Slytherin.

Lupine watched Harry enter the room, and said seriously, "Sirius, don't let our prejudice affect Harry."

"Those Slytherins..." Sirius was very irritable, he felt that Harry couldn't be led astray by them!

"Siris!" Lupine said seriously, "The group of Slytherins are just students now!" He looked at Sirius' unconvinced expression, and persuaded, "Sirius, Draco Malfoy is not a bad boy. Slytherins are not the same now as we were then," he emphasized.

"Okay, okay..." Sirius backed down, but, "I remember you saying that Harry and Malfoy had a particularly bad relationship?" He wasn't stupid, how could he not see that Harry was in love with Dracomar? Fuhehao is very urgent.

Lupine thought thoughtfully: "Probably because a common secret can make the boys get acquainted quickly."

"That's true!" Sirius grinned, and this statement reminded him of his school days, "Then I'll write back to Narcissa." He wanted to leave it somewhere.

"Lucius," Narcissa hesitated, looking at her husband, "do you feel any difference in Draco lately?"

"What's the matter, Sissy?" Lucius, who was about to go to the Ministry of Magic, stopped, "What's wrong with Draco?" Since Draco had a soul problem in Hogwarts last time, he Keeping a close eye on him until Draco came home from summer vacation.Could it be because he let his guard down at home, so he didn't know what happened to Draco?

"No, it's nothing." Narcissa couldn't say anything, she just felt that Draco had changed from before, but maybe it was just growing up?Then she said another thing, "Sirius has promised to come. Do you think it would be better to arrange a visit for them?"

"You can do whatever you want!" Lucius said helplessly.Draco was particularly interested in things related to the Savior, and he always wanted to get involved.Fortunately, their relationship had improved, and Lucius didn't think Sirius Black would be willing to visit Malfoy Manor.

"Siris, how do we get there?" Harry stood at the gate of NO.12 Grimmauld Place, and asked curiously, "Should we take the Knight Bus?"

"Of course not, Harry." Sirius smiled mysteriously, "Wait for me, I have a surprise for you!"

"Okay!" Harry replied expectantly.

"Wow!" Harry looked at the motorcycle in front of him and opened his mouth wide.

"How about it, isn't it good?" Sirius shook his head triumphantly, "Flying motorcycle!"

Trying to keep his mouth shut, Harry murmured, "This is a big surprise."

"Haha!" Sirius smiled happily. He got on the motorcycle and said to Harry, "Let's go! Sit behind me and hold my waist tightly!"

Harry got on the motorcycle and watched Sirius put on the goggles as they flew higher and higher, speeding through the night sky.Harry's eyes were watering slightly, and his hair was blown back.Harry exhaled lightly, and the white mist that he exhaled was quickly blown away by the wind, as if something in his heart also dissipated.He hugged Sirius' waist tightly, and felt happiness, not the happiness of flying, but the happiness of being around important people.Harry's eyes watered as he yelled, "Sirius!"

"Ah? What?!" Sirius responded loudly, wanting to turn his head to look at him.

Harry stopped the behavior, replying: "I like this way of traveling! I like it!"

"Haha!" Sirius laughed, "I knew it, you would like it!"

Yes.Harry and Sirius laughed together.The old sad memories will eventually be replaced, and these new and happy memories are the meaning of his return.He liked it, for sure!

The happy time is always very short. It seems that it didn't take long before the motorcycle stopped in front of a pair of wrought iron gates, behind which was a long driveway.Sirius stretched out his wand and tapped on the scrollwork pattern on the door.The pattern on the wrought iron gate slowly deformed, and the abstract curly pattern twisted into a terrifying face, saying with an echoing metallic voice: "Mr. Black, you are welcome."

The door opened.Sirius led Harry across the driveway. The tall hedges on both sides muffled their footsteps. Through the gap between the hedges, one could see white peacocks strolling leisurely on the lawn.

Mrs. Narcissa Malfoy was waiting at the end of the driveway, "Siris, long time no see."

Sirius secretly rolled his eyes, and said bluntly, "Yes, after all, I just came out of Azkaban."

Narcissa smiled and glanced at him, as if looking at an ignorant child, "Are you blaming me for not seeing you?"

Seeing Sirius choking, Harry tried to suppress the curve of his lips, but Narcissa Malfoy suddenly turned the topic to him.

"Then this is Mr. Harry Potter." Narcissa said.

Harry was taken aback, and quickly bowed, "Yes, ma'am. I am Harry Potter." He carefully recalled the etiquette he had learned in his mind, hoping to give Draco a A good impression on my mother.

Narcissa smiled softly, "What a good boy."

Sirius said proudly, "Of course!"

Harry grinned, a little uncomfortable with the compliment.

Narcissa seemed to see Harry's embarrassment, and let them into the living room.

The living room is spacious and grand, and the crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling is dazzling.Many portraits hung on the deep purple walls, and the floor was covered with soft carpets.They sat down on the chairs in front of the fireplace.

Harry was facing the mirror over the mantelpiece, a large gilt mirror with elaborate scrollwork on its frame.

Harry looked at Sirius in the mirror. He was talking to Mrs. Malfoy, his black hair was draped submissively over his shoulders, and impatience flashed from time to time in his gray eyes.Then Harry looked at himself sitting next to Sirius, he grinned, and the person in the mirror also smiled, with traces of sunlight in his smile, but the ignorance he once had was no longer found in his green eyes— —He won't be 13-year-old Harry Potter, and never will be.

"Potter!"

Harry looked away from the mirror, he turned his face, looked behind Narcissa, and smiled at the person who came, "Draco!"

The author has something to say:

There are guests at home today, and I haven't been idle since nine o'clock in the morning, and the noise didn't end until 08:30... I really lost my energy.Sorry everyone, I missed the appointment again [Bow!

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