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From Harry's first coma, the Order of the Phoenix stepped up and began to deploy.Last time Dumbledore had too many scruples, but this time he had to do everything he could to suppress the Death Eaters and kill everything to the smallest extent.The Order of the Phoenix pressed on every step of the way, forcing Voldemort to lose his composure, forcing him to mess around, forcing him to kill the unborn savior boy ahead of time.

But Voldemort's movements confuse Dumbledore.

Under the attack of the Order of the Phoenix, Voldemort had to abandon some of his minions, but he still actively expanded his power.He didn't seem to care about Dumbledore's attack at all, and tried his best to attract giants, trolls, werewolves, Vera and dementors.He invested a lot of manpower and material resources to recruit those magical monsters, while the rest of his subordinates still dealt with the Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic.

He put all his attention on other places, but he didn't pay a visit to the Potter's house in Godric's Hollow.It was as if...he had no idea that a boy was about to be born who was destined to defeat him.

Harry is on standby every day, just waiting for an order from Dumbledore, and he goes to fight Voldemort to the death.

Day after day, month after month, he has been waiting.

Like a mental patient, he is tense and ready to die every day, but Voldemort, he has never appeared, and I don't know which mountain is enjoying the sun and rain!

On May 1980, 5, Harry was again admitted to St. Munger's, the third time he was hospitalized in a coma.The result of the inspection was still overworked.

This time, he was in a coma for six days.During those six difficult days, no matter what kind of medicine seemed to be able to fill up his missing vitality, they couldn't wake him up.

"...He seems to be dead!" Doria lay in her husband's arms, her words seemed to be forced out of her throat.

Charles hugged his wife and comforted him, "He just took a nap to replenish his energy, and there is nothing to be afraid of. Now that he has had enough sleep, won't he just wake up?"

In the ward, Snape was with Harry.

Doria acquiesced in Harry's relationship with Snape, just as Lily insisted that true love is not easily defeated.Especially when Harry's coma came for no reason and was scary, no matter how unhappy his parents were, they could only let Harry be happy.

But Harry never knew exactly what Snape was talking to his parents about.

Snape was sitting by Harry's bed, cutting apples into small pieces with a knife and putting them on a plate.

Harry looked at him, or it, in disgust.He snatched the unfinished apple and opened his mouth to take a bite. The apple made a crisp sound. Harry chewed hard, looked at Snape provocatively, and said, "That's called eating an apple."

"I'm trying my best to serve you, Master Potter." Snape shoved the plate in front of Harry angrily, "Eat it."

Harry looked down at the small plate of apples on his lap and muttered, "You'd better torture me..."

Harry, you are shaking M.

Starting in October, Harry would suddenly fall into a coma every few months, from less than two days to three or six days.The interval is getting shorter and shorter, but the coma time seems to be doubling.

He just lay there quietly, neither thirsty nor getting up to eat, just fell asleep.It was like being dead, except he was still breathing and his heart was still beating.

His cause has changed from simple fatigue at the beginning to X--unknown.Even the doctors at St. Mungo's couldn't give a definitive diagnosis.

Harry lost weight, slowly and little by little, and his family became more and more worried as he became thinner.Finally, Charles didn't have to be a glass man anymore, because they had a new object of attention.Harry was almost horrified to bear Doria's incomparable thoughtfulness and consideration. She was so reluctant to leave Harry for a moment, and she almost put him back in the baby bassinet.

But there is also a good thing, the little fat on his body disappeared, his figure became slim again, and his somewhat square face became thinner, revealing his small and lovely pointed chin.

Harry leaned back on the cushion, slightly raised his small and lovely pointed chin and looked at Snape, "I want to drink water."

Snape poured him a glass of water without hesitation.

Harry took a sip and said critically, "What I want is hot water."

Snape: "..."

Harry imitated Snape and raised his eyebrows, looking undersample.

Snape went to the table and put the glass back on the table, and changed to another glass of water.

Harry secretly said, "Hey me." He leaned on the head of the bed and looked at Snape like an uncle.

Snape's expression seemed to tear him apart. He resisted the urge to put the water glass on Pot's head, or replace the water in the glass with boiling water, and grabbed Pott. .

"Oh hey!" Harry struggled to break away from Snape's hand, "You said you wanted to serve me - worked hard!"

Snape really wanted to serve Harry and treat him as nicely as possible, but character determines life, and personality determines life.But now, his heart told him honestly - rather than serving him, it is better to strangle him as soon as possible.

Snape suppressed the idea of ​​strangling Pott, helped him bring the cup to his mouth, and reluctantly fed him a sip of water.

There was a conversation outside the door that sounded like Dumbledore's voice.Immediately afterwards, the door was opened.

Dumbledore opened the door and was about to go in, but he paused stupidly.

His legs were lifted comically, and his eyes widened as he watched Snape, who was feeding Harry water, Dumbledore seemed to be turned into a statue.He opened his mouth and his voice was an octave higher: "You...you..."

Harry looked at Professor Dumbledore suspiciously, and Snape also looked at the old headmaster. He withdrew his hand and put the cup back on the table.

Professor Dumbledore looked at them, and it took him a while to recover.He walked into the ward as if in a dream, and closed the door.He turned to look at Harry, then at Snape, and a thought popped into his mind.Immediately, all doubts were resolved.

"Are you hiding from me, Harry?"

Harry glanced at Snape carefully, and asked suspiciously, "What are you hiding?"

Professor Dumbledore couldn't help but sighed, and he showed a helpless wry smile, "Harry, it seems that we have to tell Mr. Snape the plan."

"……what?"

Professor Dumbledore walked in front of them, "I think we all believe in memory too much, this is my negligence." The old man smiled, but looked a little sad, "I really didn't expect that, but I'm happy for you, It seems your lover has always been on your side. Harry, now we have to tell him."

Harry's face suddenly turned pale. He looked at Snape who was looking at him suspiciously, opened his mouth wide as if to shout, but just looked blankly at Professor Dumbledore.

"I'm sorry Harry," Professor Dumbledore looked at Harry, "it's just that I didn't expect..."

Snape looked at Dumbledore vigilantly, and then at Harry, his face was extremely bad. He asked Harry in a calm tone, "What is he talking about?"

Harry forced the corners of his mouth, "Let's talk about it later, I want to have a private talk with Professor Dumbledore now." He looked at Snape, "Is that okay?" He said nervously to Dumbledore, "Another day, Shall we talk another day?"

Harry tried to avoid Snape, but Snape looked at Harry sullenly.

"Can you go out for a while?" Harry looked at him pleadingly, "Just for a while, please..."

Dumbledore stood beside him, he looked away from the wall, and said nothing.

"What are you hiding from me?!" Harry's attitude made Snape uneasy, his tone was almost aggressive, he didn't even look at Dumbledore, just stared at Harry, "Tell me!"

"Please—!" Harry's eye circles suddenly turned red, and he shouted, "Don't ask me..."

The door was opened suddenly, and Charles and Doria walked in quickly.Charles strode over and hugged Harry, "What's the matter, Harry? It's okay." He hugged Harry, who was obviously emotionally unstable, and kissed the top of his son's head, "It's okay, everything will be fine Where is Dad?"

With a "bang", Doria yanked the door open forcefully, and the sound of the door hitting the wall brought Snape back to his senses.Doria looked at Dumbledore coldly, "I think you must be busy with business, right?"

Dumbledore nodded towards Mrs. Potter, "Then I won't bother you." He walked slowly to the door, looked back at Harry, "Harry, I'm really, really sorry..." said After finishing, he sighed long, turned and left.

Snape glanced down at Harry, and quickly left the ward without even having a chance to speak to Harry.

"What's going on?" Doria worriedly walked to Harry's side, and took Harry's cold hand.

"It's okay..." Harry forced a smile at her, and squeezed Doria's hand back, but his expression looked more like the end of the world, "It's all right now..."

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Back in the day, maybe it was a cool thing to do, but not for Harry.

He has no parents, and he has been living in a shelter since he was a child. Maybe he should think of Dursley, after all, they took him in and gave him a shelter from the wind and rain.But he couldn't really appreciate them, because they just gave him a shelter from the wind and rain.

Later, he came to a wonderful world.The people there called him Messiah, everyone knew him, everyone worshiped him.That was the reputation his parents bought him with their lives and dignity, but no one has ever thanked the hero's parents.

Then, they were eagerly looking forward to him defeating the mysterious man again, looking forward to a teenage boy defeating a ruthless and all-powerful Dark Lord—looking forward to his death.They never remembered that he was actually just a mortal and a child. They never knew that he didn't care about being a savior at all.

His past had never been anything to brag about, and the future he knew wasn't all that rosy.

If possible, he would rather know nothing and remember nothing.He would rather just enjoy the present, even if he would die the next day.

But now, the fact that he tried so hard to cover up is about to be revealed.

How should he explain it?

What should he say?

He should have said that there is no such thing as Harry Potter in this world, he should have said that the one you have always loved is an illusion!You have no twin brothers at all, no younger sons at all!Your love was given to a stranger who appeared out of nowhere, and to a joke made by Merlin——!

How should he explain all this so that no one is hurt?

He just wanted to pretend that nothing happened, that everything was fine, that those sad futures never happened.He just wants everyone to live their lives easily, and he will carry the heavy ones for them.

But now it was all over, and Snape knew it all.

The door of the ward was flung open, and Snape swept in like a gust of wind.

Harry couldn't help but flinched. He lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Snape slammed the door hard, drew out his wand and cast several protective spells on the door viciously.

He turned his head and stared at Harry viciously, "You never told me—" His voice was extremely low, even slow and pleasant, but there was a cold anger never before in his tone, "You lived with me from last Christmas until now. How long have you known about that plan? A month? A year? Or have you known from the beginning?!"

Harry didn't dare look at Snape, he just stared at the ceiling.

"You didn't tell me at all, and you pretended to have nothing to chat with me! Every day—!"

Harry's lips began to tremble uncontrollably, and tears trickled down the corners of his eyes.

Snape strode up to Harry's side, pinched his chin and pulled his face hard, "Speak! Do you think you can pretend nothing happened without looking at me?"

"What do you want me to say...?!" Harry covered his eyes with his hands, and growled uncontrollably, shaking all over his body, "Yes... I am grateful that you did not tell Voldemort! I am grateful that you did not betray me— —!” He took a deep breath in despair, “I...betrayed you!”

He was no fool, Professor Dumbledore said Snape had always been on his side.So he never betrayed him, not even against the Order of the Phoenix for him.So their plan came to naught, because Snape didn't inform at all.

He loves him.

He never betrayed him, and he thought of him wholeheartedly.

But what did he give him in return?It's all concealment, it's all lies!

—he had betrayed Snape.

"I used you...!" Harry gasped in pain, "I pretend to be happy every day but I'm calculating when you'll hear the prophecy, and when you're going to inform— !"

Snape looked at Harry, "...and then calculated when he would die?!"

"Why me?" Snape let go of Harry, who squatted beside the bed, lowered his head and buried his face in his palms, "Why... us?"