if i am not me

In the room dedicated to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Remus Lupine was flipping through a stack of parchment in his hand. The densely packed small characters on it were telling the life of Harry Johnson.Talking about his life, in fact, it is just a few words. After all, a boy who is only 13 years old, and a Muggle-born boy, doesn't have much that deserves the attention of the Ministry of Magic.

Rubbing the slightly rough parchment with his fingers, Lupine tirelessly looked at the file in his hand over and over again.Normal looking, like most boys his age, Harry Johnson wasn't particularly outstanding among students.His grades are above average, his personality is average, and his family background doesn't seem to be a problem. Apart from his overly handsome appearance and his amazing talent in Quidditch, the only thing he is worthy of praise seems to be his friends.

This boy doesn't have many friends, but each of his friends is not simple.Not to mention Draco Malfoy, just the friendship with Granger, Weasley and even Neville Longbottom of Gryffindor is really eye-catching.It is not easy for a Slytherin to have such a deep friendship with Gryffindors, and there is a special "boy who lived" among those three people.

Of course, these are not the most important to him.In Lupine's view, Slytherin and Gryffindor's friendship is not uncommon, because they themselves have a Slytherin friend, although James has been trying to deny that there is a relationship between him and Severus. friendship.For him, the most important thing is that name, and that similar appearance...

Putting down the parchment in his hand, Lupine slowly opened the photo album on the desk, which was full of their past photos.In the photo, they are young and running and jumping, with bright smiles on their faces, it seems that there is no trouble at all.

Lupine stared at these photos for a moment, then raised his hand and tapped one of the yellowish photos with his wand. If he didn't do this, no one would know that there was another photo hidden under it.Yes, a photo that has been hidden for years.They were still young at that time, but their smiles were even brighter. I looked at Sirius and James next to me with a smirk, and that Wormtail who had been hiding behind them was leaning on him with a harmless face. The trunk snickered, while Lily sat on a swing suspended under the tree, holding a black-haired boy clapping happily in her arms.

"Harry..." Remus recalled how the little guy would call him "Lum..." when he just started talking, and caressed the cute black-haired boy with his fingers, but Lily in the photo said nothing. He glared.Reluctantly withdrawing his fingers, he looked at the boy again after seeing Lily's expression turned serene again.The messy black hair was thrown up, as if to show how mischievous the little guy was, and even the spells his mother cast on him to smooth the hair were not working.His green eyes were as clear and beautiful as his mother's, and his father's nose was almost carved out of a mold. If Harry could grow up to this point, wouldn't he look like Harry Johnson?

Lowering his eyelids, Lupine seemed to be back in that year again, a year when nothing had happened yet.But the magic wand in his hand continued to hide the last photo that should have disappeared.

Do you regret not being there?Yes, sorry!But what's the use of regretting... When he heard the so-called truth, he wisely chose to play dumb, because he saw the deep pain in the eyes of Sirius and Severus, the kind of pain that has nowhere to vent but must bear pain of.

It's not that they didn't ask, but they fell silent under the sad eyes. They knew they were pretending to be stupid, but why didn't they?So Severus completely ignored the student Harry Johnson, so Sirius gave him such a file, so now he can only secretly seal that memory in history.pain?Yes, but for them at that time, in the eyes of Lily and James, it seemed that clarity and happiness were more important.

But now he discovered that the deliberately forgotten memory that recorded the conspiracy has actually been deeply engraved in his mind and has never been erased.The continuous supply of potions to James and Lily, if he used to naively think that it was just to make them happy, but now what does the gradually increasing dose mean...?

Thinking of this, Lupine's nails sank deeply into his palm, but he didn't seem to feel it, just staring blankly at the photo album and parchment in his hand.

Dumbledore... Can I still trust you?

Nearly a month has passed since Christmas, and Hogwarts is still covered in snow. The howling cold wind and the occasional snowflakes from the sky made the students quicken their pace.

Harry and Draco nestled leisurely by the fireplace in the Slytherin common room, writing the homework that Snape had just assigned.Their Lord Dean is really unambiguous at all. He was the only one among all the teachers who assigned homework, but fortunately, Slytherin only asked for one inch, compared to Ravenclaw's five-inch-long sheepskin. Paper, they all know how to be content.

Quidditch practice has stopped these days, partly because of the bad weather, partly because, after their big wins over Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, they only need 10 points to beat Gryffindor That's enough to secure the Academy Cup.The people in Slytherin know how to enjoy themselves, and the hardships of a lifetime are not in line with their living standards, so when Flint proudly raised his eyebrows in front of Diggory, he happily gave them a big vacation.And this also allowed Drake to finally have time to divide BASILISK apart from his and Harry Ray's constant physical training and spell training.

Harry has never understood where Draco's enthusiasm came from, although BASILISK is very precious - you must know that almost everything on it is of extremely high value.But as for Drake's dedication?As far as he knows, this kid seems to have a serious cleanliness...

After writing the last word, Draco inserted the quill back into the ink bottle, and rolled up the parchment with his hands.His speed was very fast today, because these assignments were not difficult for them, so when he saw that Harry was still writing quickly, he was a little surprised.

"Why haven't you finished writing?" Staring at Harry's hand that kept imprinting on the parchment, Draco approached Harry and asked.

Harry was still flickering on the parchment, his voice was a little lazy, "There's nothing to do anyway."

After thinking about it, almost everything he had to do today was done, and Draco understood that Harry was just killing time. "Then I'll go there, and you write slowly."

Harry glared at him, thinking that Draco seemed to be going a little crazy.Seeing him looking at himself with that incredible look, Draco shrugged knowingly. "It's almost over, I have to hurry up!"

Glancing at him disapprovingly, Harry sped up the speed in his hand anyway. "Wait me a moment."

"No." Holding Harry's hand, Draco shook his head and walked towards the dormitory.In such a cold day, it would be better for Harry to stay in the dormitory.

Looking at Draco's back, Harry sighed faintly, and mixed feelings came to him again.If he was confused and at a loss at the beginning, now he really understands what the vague feeling between them is.Blush, heartbeat, sweetness, satisfaction... how could I not know these feelings, I didn't feel strong so I ignored them, but now I know what happened to me, no matter what he did for more than 10 years, it was not in vain of.I thought about escaping, so when I was unconscious at the beginning, I made a seemingly correct choice and kept my distance.But now, after such a long time, he just understands that those who can escape him cannot escape his own heart.

Why is this so?Harry stared blankly at the quill in his hand, but could no longer continue his homework.He actually fell in love with his good brother, his closest buddy, the person he could entrust his life to.Different from his obsession with Qiu Zhang and his response to Ginny, this time, he really understood what his heart wanted—Draco.

But how could this be, they were all boys... What's more, he was the only heir of the Malfoy family.

Bitterly moving the corner of his mouth, Harry laughed a little self-deprecatingly. If Draco knew what he was thinking, he might not even be able to be a friend.After all, not many people can accept that a same-sex fell in love with them, let alone this same-sex was their closest friend.

In the past few months, he has carefully avoided direct contact with Drake. What he is afraid of is that Drake will notice his thoughts that should not exist. It feels terrible to hide his feelings, although he is best at hiding...

There was a small hope in Harry's heart that maybe, as long as he didn't know it, they would still be the same.Until one day, a figure changed by his side and he was no longer needed...

From the secret passage out of the Hogwarts school grounds, Draco, wearing a thick robe, easily apparated to the entrance of the chamber of secrets—he had mastered it proficiently in the past few months with Harry's help. cast the spell.

Passing through the long corridor neatly, he soon came to the hall. In the center of the hall was the BASILISK that was divided into pieces by him.The snake skin has been completely peeled off by him, it is tough and soft, better softness than dragon skin and similar defensiveness, allowing Draco to take it all for himself.Thinking of the two pieces of clothes that he sneaked to Knockturn Alley (Chinese translation Knockturn Alley) commissioned during Christmas, Drake couldn't help but burst into laughter. After all, the boss's expression was so exaggerated that he couldn't help laughing.

The leather of BASILISK, a material that can be encountered but not sought after, is precious but also brings as many risks. If you really want to, it is not difficult to find out where the BASILISK recently appeared.But these are not Draco's worries.First of all, I would choose that store because the boss is a very "sensible" person. Secondly, although the current secret room can be opened by two parties besides them, on the one hand, Drake doesn't think that Dumbledore will let Na Wei opened the secret room again. On the other hand, he was even less worried about the "mysterious man" who disappeared. If "he" could really return to the secret room, "he" would not have to take everything away before.

Quickly putting on the dragon leather gloves, Draco waved his wand and started a new round of cutting.The snake meat, which is really of no use at present, was cut into pieces and frozen. Fortunately, the cold environment in the secret room made the ice cubes hardly show signs of melting.Drake is now more interested in the viscera of snakes, especially snake gallbladder, which is a rare potion material!Just as Drake moved more and more swiftly, a sound of metal being collided suddenly came out in the silent space.Draco keenly realized that it was triggered by the conflict between the magic spell he released just now and the protection magic of some object.

Stopping the movement of his hands, Draco knew very well that the sound came from BASILISK being cut by himself.Could it be... is there any magic item in BASILISK's stomach?

Trembling with excitement, Draco carefully looked in the direction of the sound just now with the help of the faint light in the hall. Maybe there might be some unexpected gains.