Silhouettes of HP

The mournful student who Nepe arranged to go to Filch's labor service couldn't help feeling that his man was too ruthless.

If we talk about the difference from usual, it probably still reflected in Harry, although he himself didn't realize it.Since the dueling club, there have been countless admirers behind him, but because he is inseparable from the young master of the Malfoy family every day, no one can find a chance to talk to him alone.

A week before the holiday, Harry received a letter from Sirius, inviting him to spend Christmas at NO.12, Grimmauld Place.He wrote back quickly and accepted the invitation gladly.He didn't know if Snape would be unhappy if he went to Grimmauld Place, but on the one hand, Sirius was his godfather, he cared for him sincerely, and he was unwilling and impossible to alienate him, on the other hand On the other hand he'd have to go there and destroy the real Slytherin locket, so he'd have to go back this Christmas anyway.

He told Snape of his decision, but Snape didn't say anything. In the past, he spent most of his Christmas at Malfoy Manor, and this year he had already received a request from Lucius, asking if he could Draco cannot be taught Occlumency.He has already agreed to come down.

Right now, the Dark Lord who escaped from the crown is fine, but who knows if Draco will meet the revived main soul in the future?Learning Occlumency is always prepared.

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☆、Chapter 99

The Christmas holiday is coming in a blink of an eye, this time, it is rare for Harry not to stay in school.The night before his holiday, he went to the cellar to say goodbye to Snape.At this time, most of the students were packing up their dormitories, and the corridor was quiet, only the portraits visiting each other.

"I hope to see you again in a few days. Your IQ is not on par with that stupid dog." Seeing him coming in, Snape put down the book in his hand and smirked.He didn't have much to pack, he was going to spend the whole holiday at Malfoy Manor this Christmas, and Lucius would help him get everything ready.

Harry tiptoed lightly, and kissed his lips.Ever since Snape found out that he was about to grow taller than himself, he stopped taking his nutritional potions. I don't know whether it was because he smoked too much in the past two years or for other reasons. After not drinking the potions, his bones It stopped elongating, so the height basically remained at Snape's big nose.

Snape, delighted at someone offering to hug him, squeezed the back of Harry's head lightly, before deepening the kiss.

"I'll come to you when the arrangements are made." Harry gasped when the two finally separated.

Snape nodded, even if he didn't like that stupid dog, he knew that Harry had to go to Grimmauld Place, after all, Slytherin's locket was still there, let's wait until the little bastard finished all this.

"I might see Lord Slytherin during the holidays," Harry showed the ruby ​​ring on his hand, "If the ring only gets hot once, you can just ignore it."

Snape nodded: "Summon me a second time."

The ring summons all the wearers. Harry will meet Salazar because of the locket during the holidays. Naturally, Snape doesn't have to follow him to the enemy's house.

The fireplace in the cellar was always warm, and under the light of the fire, Harry's face was flushed with health, and with his blue eyes, he looked extremely... seductive.

Snape stretched out his hand to pull him into his arms, and then he licked the already messy hair to make it even more unsightly before he was willing to let him go.

The next day, Snape went straight from the fireplace to Malfoy Manor, which was an invitation from the Malfoy family, where he would spend most of this Christmas if nothing else, because he also had to teach Draco the brain Occlusion.

Harry followed the Hogwarts Express to platform nine and three-quarters of King's Cross Station. Before he got out of the station, he saw Sirius who was waiting for him happily.

Recalling the time when the other party turned into a big dog and secretly came to see him off, it was great to see Sirius standing upright in the sun like this.

Harry raised his lips and threw himself into Sirius' arms, ignoring the eyes of his classmates.

"Harry!" Sirius hugged him tightly, "Let me take a good look at you, if James knows you are this old, he will be happy, and Lily..."

This handsome and sunny man refused to let go of Harry as if he was lost at the moment.Several months of rest made this man who had been in Azkaban for 12 years recover a lot, at least he was no longer as sallow and emaciated as when Harry first met him in the principal's office.

"Godfather..." Harry's voice trembled.

The scene of Sirius falling into the veil of the Ministry of Magic's Department of Mysteries in the fifth year was a nightmare that haunted Harry's heart, and he woke up countless times from the dream.

When he was in the third grade, he thought that he would have a home, a home of his own, that he would no longer go back to the cupboard at Aunt Petunia’s house at No. The elders who play together...

But in the end, it's all close.At that time, he never thought that everything would disappear in just three or four years like a mirror in water... In the end, he was the only one left.

"Sirius," Harry murmured in the other's ear.

Harry hugged his godfather who loved him deeply.His life was always in danger and he came to help him without hesitation. He heard that he met Voldemort in the Ministry of Magic, regardless of his status as a wanted criminal, and tried his best to save him. In the end... Sirius died in that battle.

For a long time, Harry believed that he killed him and his last family member. At that time, Harry was immersed in grief every day. Later, despite Dumbledore and Hermione Ron's explanation, Sirius' death was always an indelible pain for him, and he thought that there would be no more painful thing for him.

But it wasn't until later that he realized that Sirius' death was just a prelude. Since then, Dumbledore, Fred, Remus, and finally... Severus, all left him one by one.

People always die in wars, but why is he the one who survived in the end?If he had to survive against that person just because he was the savior, he would rather perish together than alone.

Memories from the past flashed back and forth, and Harry tried desperately not to cry.

Sirius closed his eyes slightly, feeling the affection from his godson. He caught Harry's unusual emotion, but he couldn't figure out why. When he opened it again, he suddenly saw Dexter standing not far behind Harry. Raco.

"Harry." He whispered in Harry's ear.

Harry struggled out of his emotions, he looked up and looked at his godfather with some doubts, "Huh?"

"Stay away from Malfoy's house, the big nobles are not good things." Sirius said.

Harry: "..." The tears that were about to come out were suppressed by Sirius' inexplicable words. He and Draco have both lived in the same dormitory, how can they stay away?

"Siris, who do you think is not a good guy?" A proud but playful female voice suddenly sounded from behind Sirius.

Sirius was taken aback, and subconsciously turned his head to look over, with a bitter expression on his face.

Narcissa Malfoy, who came to pick Draco home, was standing behind Sirius and "unfortunately" overheard him.Harry wanted to laugh a little. He knew that his godfather had a good relationship with this cousin in the past. If she hadn't married into the Malfoy family later, I'm afraid they would have kept in touch.Narcissa had never ostracized Sirius for being in Gryffindor like the rest of the family, so they had been fine.

Seeing an outsider coming, Harry completely put away any emotions he shouldn't have, and smiled to help Sirius out: "Aunt Narcissa."

Narcissa was very happy to see Harry: "Will Harry come to Malfoy Manor this Christmas again?" She said with a deliberate glance at Sirius.

Sirius was astonished when he heard that: "More?!" So his lovely godson used to spend Christmas at the peacock's house who only knows how to apply hairspray? !How could he know the Malfoy family so well? !

Harry wanted to touch his forehead a little.

"By the way, Severus is also at Malfoy Manor this year." Narcissa smiled, "He welcomes Harry very much."

Seeing his godfather's face turned livid, Harry couldn't help admiring Narcissa, and almost every sentence could hit Sirius' vitals.

Before Harry could open his mouth, Sirius roared out: "Harry will never go to Malfoy Manor! Especially when there is a snot in that manor! He will only be with my godfather!"

Probably expected her cousin to have such a reaction without aristocratic image, so the curvature of Narcissa's lips remained unchanged: "I want to hear Harry's opinion."

Harry: "..." He's about to cry, okay?Do two adults want to play such a childish game and use him as a sandwich biscuit?

However, besides Narcissa and Sirius, there is Draco waiting eagerly for Harry's choice.

Harry was about to have the urge to take revenge on the society. He bit his lower lip and looked back at Sirius with a pitiful look: "Godfather, only our Christmas is not lively..."

"Who said it's just the two of us?" Sirius shook his head handsomely, "I'll take you to meet someone when I get back!"

Sirius has just been released from prison, who can he meet?Harry was a little puzzled, and then he lowered his head and thought for a while. The people who had a good relationship with Sirius were the "Marauders". Now that Peter is in Azkaban, his father is already a portrait, so... …

He found Remus?

Of course, this is not the time to be entangled with Remus, Harry twisted his fingers, he must go to Malfoy Manor this Christmas, not to mention anything else, his lover is still there, but the way the godfather is now... really Worry to death!

He reached out and grabbed Sirius by the corner of his clothes, "But, I have already made an appointment with Draco."

"You can invite him to Grimmauld Place, I welcome it." Sirius didn't give Harry the chance to meet Snape at all.

Since his lovely godson has such a good relationship with the young master of the Malfoy family, he can only acquiesce, after all, he is also the son of his cousin who had a good relationship with him before.But, absolutely not going to Malfoy's house!Sirius firmly thought, now that the snot-nosed man is Harry's guardian, if Harry continues to rely on him like this, how can he be a godfather? !

Harry finally ran out of skills, and he looked to Narcissa for help.

Narcissa didn't care about Sirius' attitude, and she didn't expect this cousin who had been full of rebellious thoughts since childhood to talk to her well. In contrast, she cared more about Harry, and being with such an unreliable godfather, Christmas It is really unknown what the festival will look like, "Harry can come to Malfoy Manor to play when he is free, we welcome you anytime." She smiled at Harry.

Phew, Harry finally breathed a sigh of relief.It's really embarrassing for him.

He nodded gratefully to Narcissa: "Thank you, Aunt Narcissa, and send my regards to Uncle Lucius and the dean."

Narcissa looked at Sirius with an expression of "your godson is much more sensible than you", and was so angry that the other party almost vomited blood.

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☆、Chapater100

Grimmauld Place is located in the northwest of London, only a 10-minute walk from King's Cross Station, so Sirius took Harry directly back.

"Narcissa is so hateful!" Sirius complained while helping Harry carry things, "I just want to abduct you to Malfoy Manor!"

Hedwig was locked in the cage, probably because Sirius's action was too sudden, she was thrown around twice, so she flapped her wings and glared at him in protest.

Harry wanted to laugh, "The Malfoys have been very nice to me, especially Draco, we're best friends," he explained.And he and Severus have made a private decision for life, someone added silently in his heart.

Of course he didn't dare to say it, otherwise he suspected that this Christmas would turn into a disaster for the Malfoy family.

Who knows what kind of peace they have, Sirius said in his heart.However, he remembered what Dumbledore had warned him before, that Harry was new to his godfather, and he had to make a good impression on him.So this sentence was not spoken.

Harry was a little surprised by his silence. His godfather in his memory was upright and straightforward, and he would never acquiesce in things he disagreed with.

"But, does the godfather know Aunt Narcissa?" Harry looked at Sirius and asked intentionally.

Sirius nodded: "Narcisha's surname was Black before she got married, so she is my cousin."

He was not very interested in Harry, a pure-blooded family who could find relatives around the corner, but this question was essential, otherwise even Sirius, who was as nervous as Sirius, would be surprised by his silence.He quickly changed the subject and talked about school.He was very interested in these Sirius, and he took the initiative to tell Harry the interesting things that the "looters" did back then.

Although Harry had heard these things before, he didn't mind hearing them repeated by his godfather.He treasured the time they spent together.

Grimmauld Square is not far away, and the two of them will arrive after a few chats.Harry looked at houses No. 11 and No. 13, which were next to each other, and looked at Sirius pretending to be puzzled.

"Concentrate on No. 12, Grimmauld Place." Sirius whispered.

This was no problem for Harry, and sure enough a dilapidated door appeared out of nowhere between numbers 11 and 13, followed by dirty walls and gloomy windows, looking like an extra building. The house suddenly swelled up.Harry let out an exclamation of surprise.Sirius' satisfaction was beyond words.

NO.12, Grimmauld Place, used to be the mansion of the Black family.After being covered in dust for nearly ten years, it has become dilapidated.

Just like when Harry first came here, the stone steps in front of the house were in tatters, the black paint on the door had been peeled off, and it was covered with scratches from left to right, and the silver knocker was a big coiled snake. The shape symbolizes that the family is from Slytherin house.

Sirius opened the door with his wand, and then shouted loudly: "Remus, we're back!" His voice echoed in the dark and empty room, sounding particularly frightening.No wonder Snape always liked to call this place "the haunted house".

Hearing the name of an acquaintance, Harry silently gave himself a thumbs up in his heart, and he guessed right.

Following Sirius' footsteps across the threshold, a damp, dusty air mingled with a sweet and rotten smell blew in. They hadn't fully entered the house yet, a person who had never been closer before, Oh no, it was a wolf, and it appeared in front of them.

Remus was still as gentle and good-natured as ever, but Harry could tell he was happy.Remus was not as old and haggard as he had been when Harry first saw him. Although he was still a little pale, he no longer looked tired. It was obvious that he hadn't traveled around for a while.

"Nice to meet you, Harry," he smiled.

Harry pretended to be puzzled, then turned to Sirius and asked, "Who is this?"

Seeing Remus looking at him, he smiled awkwardly, "I just wanted to surprise him."

Reims suddenly had black lines on his face, no one knew where this surprise would come from?

"Remus Lupine," Remus smiled at Harry, "like Sirius, I'm also James' former friend."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Lupine." Harry said politely.

"Just call me Remus." Remus's smile was as warm as sunshine, "Sirius, please take Harry to his room to rest for a while, Harry must be tired after sitting on the Hogwarts Express all day, Dinner is almost ready, I'll call you down later."

Harry nodded gratefully, and walked on with Sirius.

Inside the house a row of old-fashioned gas lamps was burning on the wall, casting a dangling, unreal light on the stripped and polished and frayed carpets of the long, gloomy hallway.Over their heads, a cobweb chandelier shimmered, and age-blackened portraits hung crookedly on the walls, one of them draped behind a moldy moth-eaten curtain. That, Harry knew, was Walburga Black, the mother of Sirius and Regulus, who screamed horribly when awakened.Looking around, the chandelier and the chandelier on a rickety table next to it are all made in the shape of a large snake.

A typical pure Slytherin family, Harry thought silently, perhaps like Prince and the Potter family, members of a certain generation of the Black family were also fans of his stepfather.

There is a staircase at the corner of the first floor, probably because no one has lived in it for too long. Every time they take a step, the wooden steps will creak. Although it is reinforced by magic, the sound always makes people suspect that this place crumbling.

The wall next to the stairs on the second floor is covered with the heads of the house elves who served the Black family all their lives.Harry remembered that Sirius once said that Kreacher's wish was also that after his death, its owner could chop off its head and hang it here, just like its mother.

Thinking of Kreacher, Harry thought back to the time when he, Ron, and Hermione took refuge here in seventh year.

Time has not passed too long. To him, it was only two years ago, so every bit of that time is still vivid in his memory.

There is a huge living room on the second floor. The mottled wallpaper shows that this place was once gorgeous and exquisite, but now it has long been covered with a lingering black shadow.Harry's eyes were attracted by the tapestry of the family tree of the Black family embroidered on a wall in the living room. On the top of the tapestry were embroidered a few bold characters: Noble and oldest family, forever pure.He remembered that Sirius' name was a charred black hole on it, symbolizing that he had been expelled from the family.

Sirius didn't take him to take a closer look at this floor, he took him directly to the bedroom on the third floor.Of course, Harry didn't want to visit either, he knew it all too well, even when there was a litter of dead velvet in the sofa and a Boggart in the desk.

When climbing up to the third floor with Sirius, he couldn't help lowering his gaze to the glass cabinet next to the fireplace in the living room. If he remembered correctly, before it was stolen by Mundungus Fletcher, there was a The Slytherin locket of Voldemort's soul is inside this.

Harry closed his eyes, suppressed the flash of excitement in his eyes, and continued walking.

On the third floor, Sirius helped Harry open a door, and then said: "You are your bedroom, do you like it? If there is something inappropriate, tell me, and Remus and I will find a way to re-open it for you." alley."

Harry entered the room, glanced up at the dark but high ceiling of the room, and couldn't help smiling.He and Ron used to live here too.

Compared to the rest of the house, although it was a bit dilapidated, it was at least clean and tidy. It seemed that Sirius had put a lot of thought into his arrival.

"Thank you godfather, I like it very much." Harry smiled.

Sirius was also very happy with his reaction, his handsome face was full of warm smiles, "Clean up first, we'll call you for dinner later."

Harry nodded, then watched Sirius close the door.

Phew, it was confirmed that there was no second person here, he was lying on the bed.

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