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

Draco had his own friends and his own life, and the most depressed person was Voldemort. Draco stopped talking to him, so the roles were reversed, and the lonely person became Voldemort... Actually Voldemort knew all along that Draco could have his own friends if he wanted to, and the one who was truly isolated from the world, Always himself.

Except for Draco, no one can see him, no one can hear him, no one can feel him, his world is only Draco, perhaps it is because of this 11 long years that Voldemort has an unspeakable affection for Draco , even extremely possessive, he even had sex with Draco. Draco was the first love in his life, and probably the last.

Another thing Voldemort and Snape have in common is that they have no desire.Before I hope to experience it, I think that thing is disgusting, but once I break through that boundary, I start to crave it...

"Why did you call me?" Draco hadn't calmed down yet, it should be said that his disappointment with Voldemort hadn't subsided.

'come over! Commanded Voldemort with a cold face, it has been a month since the two of them fell out, and Voldemort felt that this was the limit of what he could bear.

Voldemort pulled Draco into his arms, and Draco began to struggle.

"Lord Voldemort, why are you crazy?" Draco blushed with anger, and in Voldemort's eyes, it became some kind of temptation again.

'Call me Voldy. 'Another order, Voldemort always felt that Draco called him Lord Voldemort made him very uncomfortable, even though he thought the name Voldy was stupid countless times, but now he actually started to miss it.

"I don't! My Voldy is already dead!" Draco's words made Voldemort startled, and then he became madly angry.

Pressing Draco to the ground, Voldemort roughly tore off Draco's clothes, dead!It turned out that this was how Draco saw him. It was ridiculous and even more tragic, if even Draco felt that he was dead and did not exist, then his traces in this world would really disappear.

"Voldemort! Don't go too far!" Draco pushed Voldemort desperately, he didn't need this kind of cold meat.If you don't like him, don't be with him!

Another similarity to Snape, Voldemort's silence on the matter.He didn't speak, let alone stop, he squeezed his body between Draco's white legs, and down.He sank into Draco's body.There was no gentle foreplay, only dry penetration, and Draco immediately turned pale with pain and trembled all over. In fact, even if Voldemort had done enough work back then, Draco's current body could hardly accept Voldemort, let alone this kind of almost forceful .violent possession.

Blood gushed out from the joint where the two joined, and Voldemort grabbed Draco's waist tightly, savagely going in and out.The wound kept tearing deeper and deeper, Draco didn't even have the strength to scream, he stared and couldn't focus, and the nails of his clenched fists sank into the palms of his hands.Blood slowly pooled on the ground, Voldemort didn't stop because of this, and he didn't know what he wanted by doing it, maybe he wanted to prove his existence, maybe he wanted Draco to take back that sentence.

He was clearly here, he looked at Draco and talked to Draco every day, how could Draco deny him!

Draco didn't know how long it had been, but by the time Voldemort finished his mad rampage, Draco's open legs had already become numb, and he lay down.The body appears to be unconscious.

"It's over?" Draco asked coldly, Voldemort was still on top of him, that kind of gesture seemed to be called a hug.

"Get up from me when it's over."

Voldemort was at a loss, he didn't know how to react at this moment, he seemed to regret it again, but his past experience never told him what to do if he regretted it.

So, he could only remain silent, and hugged Draco tightly.

"Tomorrow night, I will go to the Forbidden Forest to look for unicorns, how much blood do you need? I think one is enough." Draco felt that he was crazy, he couldn't take it any longer, he had enough!He wanted to end all of this, the sooner the better, he couldn't wait for the day when he could rebuild his body for Voldemort.No matter what the method is, even if it is cursed, it will not be worse than it is now.

Voldemort's heart tightened suddenly, he still didn't answer, but his arms around Draco tightened even more.

Draco didn't say anything more, it didn't matter what Voldemort had to say.Anyway, he had already decided, and what Slytherin decided would not change.

The next day, Draco, who was badly injured, had to take the day off, and his next day.His body was seriously injured, and it hurt so badly that he couldn't even stand up.But at night, Draco got up anyway, and he managed to get dressed.Pulled out the map of Hogwarts...

Evading Filch's search, Draco came to the Forbidden Forest. Because this trip was just a temporary idea yesterday, he didn't have any special plan in mind, so he could only take one step at a time.

Voldemort was in a hurry at the moment, he spoke to Draco, Draco didn't answer, as if he didn't hear.But he thought again, he should be happy that Draco went to kill the unicorn to get blood for him, Voldemort said to himself: If he is resurrected, he will find a way to help Draco undo the curse.But repeating this sentence incessantly did not make him feel at ease.

Draco felt that he was really lucky, he came to whatever he wanted, and after wandering around in the Forbidden Forest, he actually met a unicorn drinking water by the lake. Draco raised his wand, he knew there were at least three or four spells that could kill this holy and beautiful but extremely fragile creature in an instant, but he just couldn't do it...and if he did now, then he would There will never be a turning back.

Voldemort saw Draco raise his wand, at that moment he didn't know why, he rushed out instinctively, occupying Draco's body, wanting to stop it all.But Draco's resistance had been strong against him lately, and Voldemort hadn't been successful.

"What? Are you in a hurry?" Draco pushed Voldemort's consciousness out of his body.

"Don't worry, I'll kill it right away." Draco was irritated, he had already figured it out, and he planned to slit the opponent's throat with the magic sharp edge that Snape taught him.

'Draco, I...' Voldemort wanted to say let's go back, don't need any unicorn blood, he can be resurrected without it.But before he could say anything, he heard footsteps coming from over there.

"Unlucky!" Ron roughly looked at the branches in front of him. Why was he punished by Professor McGonagall to do voluntary labor because his quarrel with Hermione escalated into a fight?Why did he have to be caught by Hagrid to take care of the creatures in the Forbidden Forest, even though he was punished to do voluntary labor?Why did he get lost in the blink of an eye when he clearly followed Hagrid into the Forbidden Forest?

"Why? Why is all of this?" Ron asked the sky speechlessly. He could lose a target as big as Hagrid. How did his eyes grow?Come to think of it, Professor McGonagall must have informed Mom about today, and Mom must have sent him a Howler letter!This is really the unluckiest day in the history of Ron Weasley!

Draco stood where he was, not knowing how to react, and when Ron appeared in front of him, he had no time to put away his wand aimed at the unicorn and hide it.

"Draco?" Ron was clearly in disbelief at what he was seeing.

"Merlin, why are you here!" Ron knew that the other party would never be fined for doing compulsory labor because of the fight, and besides, Draco was sick today and asked for a day off.

"Ron, I..."

"Oh! Is that a unicorn!" Ron finally noticed the unicorn beside him, and he looked very excited.

"Draco, are you here to see unicorns?" Ron felt that his guess was correct, as long as he was a wizard, he would like this kind of cute creature.But why did Draco point his wand at the unicorn?

Draco was silent, he didn't want to lie, especially in this situation, he felt guilty about the unicorn he had just almost killed, and he couldn't pretend to be kind behind such guilt.

"Ron, I'm here to kill unicorns." Draco said this out of nowhere, which completely stunned Ron.

"Draco, are you crazy?" Ron knew the punishment for killing a unicorn, all wizards knew it, and it was impossible for Draco not to know, why would he do it?

"Ron, I'm sick, very sick, I need unicorn blood..." Draco closed his eyes in pain, Voldemort was his sickness, the original sin growing in his body, connected with his life The Son of Sin...

Ron was dumbfounded, he needed unicorn blood, it was really a serious, serious disease... probably the kind that would kill him... I can't believe that a perfect person like Draco would have this kind of disease Distressed, it seems that the Creator is really fair.

"Is your illness... really that serious?" Ron asked.

"It's serious, I can't live anymore..." Draco sat curled up on the ground with his head in pain.He must be hated by Ron, he is such an evil person, he can attack unicorns!He even started to hate himself...

Seeing Draco's appearance, Ron sighed, walked over and patted Draco on the shoulder. Ron felt that Draco at this moment was like a person who was forced to the edge of a cliff, with thousands of troops behind him and an abyss ahead. Ron, just wanted to reach out and give him a hand...

"Draco, why are you so stupid?" Ron couldn't bear Draco's helplessness.

"You just want to cure the disease, why do you have to kill it? Can't you discuss it with it and see if it can give you some." Ron said like this, yes, this is the difference between the thinking of Slytherin and Gryffindor. Gryffindor always had so many whimsical ideas, and the most amazing thing was that many times, such seemingly whimsical ideas would actually become reality... It's just that Draco still didn't understand this kind of miracle that belonged to Gryffindor.

"Ron, how is that possible?" Draco laughed, he thought, if suddenly one day, a stranger came to him and asked for his blood, he would kill him first to vent his anger.By the same token, how could a unicorn do that?

"How is that impossible? Even I know that the blood that unicorns willingly donate can be used as medicine." Ron shook his fingers with an expression of 'you're uneducated'.

"I'll ask it for you." Ron put down the lamp in his hand, and walked to the unicorn that was drinking water and walking leisurely. Ron simply thought, Draco is sick and needs some kind of medicine, what he is doing now is to help Draco get this medicine without hurting anyone, just like he used to beg his mother to let him eat more pumpkin pie at home , like he begged Professor McGonagall not to deduct points from Gryffindor, yes, those requests are difficult but not impossible, aren't they?

"Hello, I didn't mean to disturb you." Ron said to the unicorn stupidly.

"My friend, he has a very serious illness and needs a little blood from a unicorn. My friend is a good person, born well, knows a lot, and studies hard. Like Hermione, except that he is a Slytherin, everything else is very good. Perfect, he will be a great person in the future. I don't know if you can understand me when I tell you this, but I don't want my friend to die, so I beg you, give him some blood, okay?" Ron went further and further away, the unicorn shook its head and looked at Ron, then at Draco, finally it lowered its head and poked out its own horn, which touched Ron's forehead. A holy white light enveloped Ron's whole body.

Only brave, kind and upright people with a selfless heart come to the unicorn for help, and the unicorn will agree to donate its own blood.And Ron, who happened to agree with all the requirements of the unicorn, that kind of white light shrouded Ron's body, and Ron's body seemed to emit light from the inside out. Once Ron had selfish or evil thoughts, the light of the unicorn It would not be able to reach his heart, and this situation at this moment proved that Ron, echoed its request.

The tip of the unicorn's horn began to gush some silvery-white liquid, which Ron collected in a small bottle.The blood that unicorns willingly donate comes from the horn, which is the purest blood, unlike the red blood that is taken by force.

"Thank you so much! Mr. Unicorn... ma'am?" Ron was also confused.

Draco was stunned, he couldn't believe it, Ron did it, he just walked over, said a few words to the unicorn, and the unicorn gave him his blood! Merlin!

"Look, that's it." Ron happily stroked the unicorn's white body, it's great, Draco doesn't have to die!The unicorn doesn't have to die either, everyone is happy.

"Ron..." Draco didn't know what to say to Ron, gratitude or surprise, these words were too pale, and words couldn't describe how he felt towards Ron at this moment.He's obviously just an ordinary boy who couldn't be more ordinary, what is hidden in his body?Why is there such a dazzling burst of light?

"My dad said that the Malfoys are a bunch of cold-blooded monsters. I don't think you are that serious. Although you wanted to kill the unicorn, you couldn't do it in the end, so don't force yourself to be a bad person." Ron said, He saw Draco struggling in pain, he knew Draco would not kill the unicorn in the end, don't ask him why he just knew.

"I also ate your pot cake, now... it's my favor." Ron murmured, Draco was really lonely, and Ron felt this way when he first met him. Draco's eyes seemed to be abandoned by the whole world, he must be living a very unhappy life.Thinking about himself, although he has no status in the family, the whole family loves each other anyway, and life is very good, Ron thinks that he can share some of his happiness with Draco.

Draco's heart was beating fast, and he felt that Ron was still shrouded in light, not the unicorn's light, but Ron's own, the Gryffindor's light.The dark night covered Draco's figure with a dark cloak. He stood under the shade of a tree with his head down, unable to see his expression clearly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.There was a long silence, and when he raised his head again, a strange look flashed across Ron's eyes.

"Ron, I have an uncle who would often say something to me. He said that Gryffindor is an impulsive and magical creature." Draco said suddenly.

Ron obviously couldn't understand the jumpiness of Draco's topic, he scratched his head, what do you mean?

"I didn't quite understand what he meant before, but now... I understand." Draco pulled a confident and indifferent smile from the corner of his lips, that kind of smile belonged to a Slytherin, a snake that finally saw its direction. Slytherins are also lost, but Slytherins are not lost forever. Mr. Snape, I think I understand.

Slytherin is a snake that lives in coldness and darkness. He and Voldy are both. They keep moving closer to each other for cold comfort, but they don't know that there is light and warmth in this world...

So, Voldy, I want warmth and light too... not cold comfort...

Voldy, you won't understand my longing, just like I will never understand your dream.

"Ron, you're a good man..." Draco held out his hand to Ron, toward the ray of sunshine in the darkness.Thank you, Ron, for making me understand what Gryffindor is, and what light and heat are.

"We're friends, aren't we? Best friends." Draco's white and slender fingers were like a dream under the moonlight, and they were incredibly beautiful. His delicate face had a charming smile, which made Ron's darling Plop plop jump.

"Of course we're friends, if you want." Ron held Draco's hand foolishly. It was the first time someone praised him like that. How to pay attention to him, it was the first time for a big girl to be so gratefully watched, especially the gratitude and attention from Draco Malfoy, which completely satisfied Ron's little vanity.

Voldemort knew something was different... He could see the change in Draco's eyes, as if he had broken through the confusion and finally saw the direction of the beast in the dark, marching towards the goal without hesitation. Draco's once bewildered and cautious eyes clearly showed something called longing and pursuit... Voldemort felt like he had lost something, but he didn't understand, what was it that he lost?