[HP] When a son dresses up as an old man

"I can't talk to you too much lately, you know people will think I'm crazy if I 'talk to myself' a lot."

'It can be understood that there are always a majority of stupid people in this world. '

"Don't be so cynical, Christmas is coming, Mr. Snape is coming, I have a lot of things I want to talk to him, of course, that idiot Hogwarts flying professor will definitely be with me."

'...'

"If only Mr. Snape worked at Hogwarts, so when I'm at school, I can see him every day."

'You admire Severus Snape? '

"Of course!"

'You should admire Lord Voldemort more, that is the real great man! '

"Lord Voldemort? Who is that?"

'Merlin!You don't even know who that is! Lord Voldemort, the greatest Dark Lord, ruler of the future world, that's my name! '

"Wait, Golfy, didn't you say your name is Godfather?"

'Godfather is godfather, not my name, I am your godfather!Also, stop calling me Golfy, that name is really stupid, stupid you know! '

"Okey, calm down. The name is just a code name. It's not a big deal if you get it wrong. If you really hate Golfy that much, then I'll call you Voldy from now on. Lord Voldemort's name is too long and a mouthful, Lord, Volde , mort... sounds like... some kind of arctic rodent..."

'ah!my honorable name!I must kill you brat! '

Draco escaped from his sleep just in time, patted his chest and let out a long breath. Golfy, no, it should be called Voldy now, he's been really grumpy lately, every Christmas, because Mr. Snape will visit at Christmas time, and Voldy doesn't like Mr. Snape. Voldy had been occupying his body and running around while he was sleeping recently, he should think of a way to calm Voldy down, maybe he could ask Mr. Snape for advice.

Draco was already 6 years old, and he knew from an early age that he was different from other children. There were two people living in his body, which was amazing.He could talk to that person, meet him in a dream, they were closest friends, and Draco knew it wasn't normal, but Draco really liked Voldy, so he never told anyone about it, including own father.

Voldy would teach him many things, spells and ways to increase magic power. Although Draco couldn't fully accept it and often made his own magic riots, he could still control what Voldy taught him most of the time. Voldy has no body, he has a magical stone, red, which can help Voldy maintain the form of a spirit body. Draco remembered that once he hid the stone as a prank, and as a result, Voldy was in pain and almost disappeared. Draco was so scared that he held Voldy and cried for a long time. Since then, he never dared to touch Voldy's magical stone again.

Voldy is a somewhat neurotic man, good-looking, but too cynical, scolding this and that every day.Maybe he used to be a famous person, but now he's down... Draco thought, when he was a little older, he could go and find out who Lord Voldemort really was.But not now, he has more important things to do now, which is to wait for his idol Mr. Snape to visit...

"Draco, drink this sleep potion 15 minutes before going to bed, it will make you sleep better." Snape gave the potion to Draco, Draco's body was fine, as for the sleepwalking that Lucius said, he couldn't find the reason, just Can try to improve Draco's sleep quality and reduce dreaming.

"Thank you Mr. Snape." Draco took the potion and looked at Snape hesitantly.

"Mr. Snape, do you know how to calm a violent man?"

At this moment, after the grand dinner on Christmas Eve, Draco was holding a cup of warm drink, sitting on the carpet chatting with Snape, beside him were James and Sirius who were playing wizard chess, and Lucius and Regulus who were discussing current political affairs... Christmas Eve is the time when everyone gets together every year.

"Give him a potion," Snape replied deadpan, quick and direct.

"I mean, without potions..." Draco scratched his head.

"Then just give him a Sleeping Curse," Snape said.

"Hey, little Draco, you should ask me that kind of thing." Regulus leaned over, he knew how to appease a cranky lion.

"Hey! Regulus, don't teach my son badly." Lucius sighed helplessly.

"Mr. Black, you know?" Draco looked at the usually quiet young man.

"I'll give you a demonstration, and you'll understand." Regulus had a cunning expression.

Over there, Sirius rudely messed up the chessboard and jumped up violently.

"Damn it! James, can't you let me win a game!" Sirius was crazy, he had just learned to play wizard chess recently, but he was very addicted to chess, and he just grabbed anyone and asked him to play against him Chess, get angry when you lose.

"Look at it." Regulus gave Draco a ambiguous smile, then took a cup of hot drink and walked to Sirius, took a sip himself, and then kissed Sirius on the lips. Sirius was taken aback for a while, and then attracted by Rey's sweet tongue in his mouth, he began to suck the kiss forgetfully.

"Brother, you're tired from playing chess, let's have a drink." Regulus said softly.

"You continue to feed, I'll drink." Sirius had a bad-man look on his face, he had long forgotten what he was mad at just now, and now his attention was only on the lips of the man in front of him.

Regulus smiled sweetly, and then continued to feed Sirius a 'drink' drink... So, Sirius, who just dropped the chessboard and acted wildly, was completely quiet...

Draco watched from the side, he nodded half-understood, oh, so it is so!

Time passed quietly, the old people passed away, the young and flying young people gradually matured, and everyone was changing. The child who loved to dream at the beginning also gradually grew into a handsome boy. Both Snape and James felt that their mission was probably over, Voldemort still existed, but they also had a new savior, and that would be a brand new story.And in this story, they are not the main characters...

Diagon Alley, England, July 1991

The streets where people come and go, the noise of carriages and horses, are filled with the laughter of children. Ron Weasley looked at the boy with short platinum-blonde hair, to be precise, at the latest Nimbus 2000 in his hand... It was enviable, he had wanted that for a long time.

"Draco, stop playing with that broom, we still need to go to Lihen Bookstore and measure clothes." Lucius sighed, his little dragon had grown up and it was time to go to Hogwarts to study.

"I see, Father." Draco descended from the sky, his flying skills are very good, even flying through the crowded Diagon Alley is no problem, every year he will compete with that guy James Potter.

Draco narrowed his eyes slightly, and his icy blue eyes suddenly looked at the guy who had been hiding in the corner and peeking at him. Ron was startled, put his hands behind his back pretending to be relaxed, looked up at the sky, and even whistled. Merlin, he wouldn't find out, would he? Ron feigned composure.

Messy red hair, freckled dirty face, and an old, ill-fitting robe with patches on it, it was probably the Weasley family that my father had said was at odds with Malfoy's domestic affairs.

Draco couldn't help but sneered mockingly when he saw the other party's stupid look, what a fool...

Ron was relieved to see the boy turn and leave. There was probably no other boy who was bling bling like a diamond except for the platinum nobleman Malfoy.It seems that Malfoy also came to Diagon Alley to buy school supplies, alas!What a pity!Why was he the same year as the Malfoys?

The Malfoys and the Weasleys, in Shakespeare's terms, were Montagues and Capulets, as Fred and George used to say. Ron objected to the romantic description of the two guys, he didn't think he and Draco would be Romeo and Juliet at all.

The side of King's Cross Station is still busy this year, and there are Muggles everywhere. Mrs. Weasley urged her children to follow up quickly. There are really a lot of children in their family. Prices are soaring, and the current situation is changing. Maybe the only stagnation The only thing left is the salary of the Ministry of Magic.

"Hello." Ron opened the door of a car where the boy was reading, thick books covering his face.

"Everywhere is full, can I..." Ron froze, when the boy slowly and gracefully moved the book away from his face, revealing his impossibly delicate face.

"Draco Malfoy!" Ron exclaimed, that platinum nobleman!

"Come in, Ron Weasley." Draco ignored the other's hostility and surprise, and continued to read the "Hundred Potions and Herbs" in his hand.

Ron moved into the carriage carefully, and looked at the guy opposite with vigilance. He was so noble and disgusting.The interior of the car was deadly quiet, Ron could only feel that his own breathing was deafeningly loud.

The aunt who sells snacks in the train pushes the cart past.

"Need something to eat? Children." asked the dimpled woman.

Draco glanced at those snacks with interest, usually his father forbade him to eat messy things, and everything he ate was carefully selected by the super chef of Malfoy's family, including desserts... but today should be an exception, right?By this time Ron had already pulled out his crumpled sandwich.

"Get me a copy of everything, beautiful lady." Draco said sweetly, he must be polite to ladies, the first rule of nobility.

"Hehe, I'm already 40 years old." Auntie the salesperson looked very happy.

In the end, Draco spent eleven silvers and bought a bunch of little things he had never tried before, Bibi multi-flavored beans, Blowing Super Bubblegum, chocolate frogs, pumpkin pie, pot cakes, licorice magic sticks... And Ron was watching straight from the side.

"It's probably your first time on a train, Malfoy." Ron didn't know why he said such a stupid thing, but he had to say something to distract himself from the pile of food.

"Indeed." Draco nodded.

"But I've been on a Muggle plane, first class." Draco remembered that when he and Mr. Snape went on a study tour in Romania, looking for some kind of potion material, it was the plane from England. It was a very interesting experience, Mr. Snape said There's a lot to learn from Muggle ways of doing things. Draco knew that Mr. Snape's father was a Muggle, and Mr. Snape often traveled all over the world to study, hiding among Muggles.

"My dad got a Muggle phone at our house too, but he hasn't learned how to use it yet," Ron added, perhaps to prove that his family was no worse than the Malfoy's.

Draco smiled, and Ron's thoughts were pretty much written all over his face at the moment.

"Would you like something to eat?" Draco asked suddenly.

"No!" Ron shook his head firmly, he wanted to stand firm.His dad had said that Malfoy had been a Death Eater!

"That's a pity, it tastes good."

Ron looked at Draco alone, holding a book and eating pumpkin pie. Although it was an enviable picture, but for some reason, Ron felt a little lonely when he read it... Then, Ron was surprised to find that Draco He just held the pumpkin pie in one hand and the book in the other, leaning against the back of the chair and fell asleep!

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'You shouldn't be talking to him, Draco. '

"Voldy, he's just a kid."

'You're just a kid too, Draco. '

"But I'm no ordinary kid, am I, Voldy."

'I don't like it when you get too close to them, Hogwarts is full of idiots, especially Gryffindor, the kid is a Weasley, and you are a Slytherin, you have to stay away from them. '

"Voldy, your attitude almost makes me breathless, I thought we had reached a consensus last time, I can't always be alone, I also want to make friends..."

'It's enough for you to have me! '

"But... um..."

'Relax, Draco, I'm enough for you. '

Draco woke up tired, it was already dark and the train had arrived. Ron sat across from him, his mouth stuffed, as if he didn't expect him to wake up suddenly, so he choked.

"You ate my pot cake, I haven't tasted it yet," Draco said with a smile, looking a little pale.

"I, I just took a bite, just one bite, I didn't want to eat your food... You, your complexion looks scary." Ron finally swallowed the cake in his mouth, retorted a few words before realizing Draco looked really weird.Why do you look so tired after sleeping?

"I'm fine. If you're hungry, just keep eating. I'm not a big bad guy, and the food I buy won't bite people." Draco said weakly.

Draco sighed, he really didn't understand why Voldy was always like this, every time he wanted to talk to others, Voldy would drag him away, and then...he didn't remember his first time with Voldy When was the first time they had sex, anyway, they had it almost every night after that, Voldy seemed to be curious about this intimate relationship, yes, Draco used curiosity, not liking.Many times, Draco felt that Voldy was heartless... Draco couldn't tell, he felt that Voldy didn't really like him, it was just because he was the only person Voldy could talk to and touch, and Voldy only had him, so he would treat him He has such a strong desire to monopolize.

"Malfoy...?" Ron asked tentatively, and Draco now looked as if he was about to cry.

"We should get out of the car," Ron reminded Draco.

Draco stood up quietly, put on his coat and left. He didn't speak to Ron anymore, and he didn't even respond to Ron calling him behind his back, which made Ron very angry, thinking that the other party was simply incomprehensible.

Draco gave in to Voldy again...

"What a psycho." Ron came out shaking his head, and Neville patted him on the shoulder behind him.

"Hey, are you okay?" Neville thanked Ron, the boy who helped him find the toad with Hermione just now.

"Well, it's okay, just angry." Ron was a little disappointed, he thought that he could be friends with the silent boy, because he didn't see much arrogant and arrogant temperament in Draco, well, even if it wasn't My friend, at least I can say a few words... Draco really looks like a diamond, shining golden, making people want to take a closer look.

It wasn't the first time Draco came to Hogwarts, but it was the first time he passed by the dark lake. He sat quietly in the small boat. There were only a few noble boys he had seen before on this boat. Draco kept to them politely. with the distance.

Draco's thoughts were racing, and he remembered the last time, like when he was seven years old, when his father introduced him to the Crabbe and Goyle boys. Draco was overjoyed, he never had friends his age, Draco gave those two children his toys, and gave them the broomstick that James gave him... At night, Voldy used him silently body, run to Crabbe and Goyle's room, and cast a spell on them!

Crabbe and Goyle were almost killed, and since then Draco has become more and more silent, he minimizes his contact with children his age, he has no friends, and he dare not even keep pets, because Voldy once strangled his cat and hung it on him head of the bed...

Draco felt tired, he was only eleven years old, but he looked like a hundred years old.