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

One day and one night, Draco locked himself in the dormitory, the door was locked, and he even drank.He didn't want to see anyone, conflict, self-blame, suffering, anger, all these emotions swallowed him up.Look, what did he hear?It turns out his birthday is July 31.It turned out that he was the famous savior!

However, it was him, the famous savior, who actually fell in love with the Dark Lord whom he was destined to defeat. It was not enough to let him go once, but he let him go a second time!

Draco hugged his knees and curled himself into a ball.This room is where Voldy once lived...

Why come back!Why come to disturb his peaceful life! Draco was both indignant and sad. What was indignant was that Voldemort hadn't changed at all in the past five years, and what was sad was that he expected him to change.

The owl flew in through the skylight, placed a letter in front of Draco, and pecked Draco's finger.

Draco looked at the letter:

child

Maybe you would like to drink afternoon tea with an old man

Given that this old man had been robbed of his beloved wand AD by you before

PS. I like Lemon Sherbet

Draco smiled softly, then he picked up the Elder Wand and looked at it quietly, it was a powerful wand.He'd better return it to the headmaster, he doesn't deserve it.

Draco didn't come to Dumbledore's headmaster's office very often, unlike the troublesome Gryffindors who had to frequent the headmaster's office, the Slytherins were usually quiet and disciplined.

The password was Lemon Sherbet, and once again Draco lamented the old man's inexhaustible childlike innocence.

"Oh, you've been drinking Draco." Albus had a sharp nose.

"If you want me to say that thing is terrible, it will make your mind become... as Severus often said, occupying your brain, covered with achnatherum, worse than a troll." Albus shrugged his shoulders, obviously Slytherin's hurtful art The old man was helpless.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, I think I have to give you this wand back, I have no intention of taking it." Draco placed the Elder Wand carefully in his palm.

"Son, you have read a lot, so you should know the rules of the Elder Wand. Believe me, I didn't intend to snatch it at the beginning." Albus smiled, he saw Draco's thick dark circles under the eyes, and his depressed face.

"Draco, I've heard that a Malfoy never forgets to be graceful, even in the face of Avatar." Albus suddenly missed some platinum aristocratic accents, which were better than Draco's now.

Draco laughed, yes, his father used to say that Malfoy, who was born noble, should never give up his elegance.

"Principal, I'm in great pain, and at the same time, I'm also confused." Draco's mood can be seen from the tangled brow.

"Draco, what is it that is confusing you?" Albus looked at Draco through the moon lens with eyes full of wisdom.

"Apologizing for the fact that you once fell in love with a Dark Lord? Or do you not know how to face your former lover? Or, because you still love him so you lost your way?"

"Principal Dumbledore, I sometimes feel that you seem to be able to see into other people's hearts." Draco couldn't help being stunned.

"But, Headmaster Dumbledore, people can see my emotions and conflicts, my pain and confusion, but they can't feel them. I don't need others to tell me: I understand your pain! Because that's impossible , you will never understand..." That kind of feeling can only be understood by those who have experienced it.The biggest difference between a Slytherin savior and a Gryffindor savior is that Draco doesn't need anyone to tell him what to do and what not to do. His life is his own, not someone else's schedule.

Voldemort was the first person that appeared in Draco's life, before he knew what parents meant, he had already understood Voldemort one step earlier. Voldemort was his family, friend, lover, everything... He occupied all of Draco's life with a strong posture.

Draco had believed in him, adored him, and loved him deeply.And now, everyone came to tell him that he exists to destroy Voldemort, to kill the person he once loved, just because...he is the savior!Because that is his innate destiny... It is destiny that makes you fall in love with him, and it is also destiny that makes you have to kill him! All Draco wanted to say was, then to hell with fate!

The guilt of falling in love with a Dark Lord has been deeply imprinted on Draco's soul, and now he is bound by the savior's mission, Draco really feels very tired... He desperately wants to get rid of the shackles of fate, But he found that the shackles had already bound him tightly, making him breathless.

"Son, if I tell you, I really understand..." This time, Albus's deep pupils didn't look at Draco, he looked out of the window, maybe it was the blue sky, maybe it was the green land , Maybe it's just the faint golden light in life.

"Draco, never put yourself in the position of 'the only one' and look at yourself. Believe me, you will never be the first and you will never be the last. Want to hear another story? One just like you A boy, a Dark Lord like Voldemort..." Albus' eyes were full of nostalgia, he brought Draco to the Pensieve, and gently pulled out those memories that belonged only to him with his wand, that period of time that he would never forget... …

"Perhaps, you would like to take a look at my memories..."

When Albus was young, he was a bright boy full of ideals and courage.He has all the qualities that Gryffindor has, and he was once passionate and impulsive, galloping across the wilderness like a young lion.One day, the running lion met a big snake with wings. It was so miraculous, like a giant dragon flying in the sky, it immediately attracted the lion's attention.

The male lion fell madly in love with this giant snake soaring in the sky. The snake smiled slightly at the male lion facing the sun. For this reason, the male lion chose to give up everything and desperately chased the smile that lit up his life.One of them ran wildly in the fields, the other flew in the sky, free and unrestrained, swaying their lives and youth, sharing the deepest secrets in each other's hearts... They also hugged under the stars and kissed passionately in the sun ... There is no doubt that they are in love, but the lion does not know that this snake with wings, his name is the Serpent of Eden...

Under the temptation of the snake, the male lion made a big mistake. It didn't know what to do?It loves the snake so much, but the snake's goal is to destroy everything the lion yearns for, the sky, the fields, relatives, and friends... In the midst of extreme conflicts, the lion decided that it would kill this beloved animal. Snake, if the snake was doomed, the lion hoped it died at its hand.

Memories came to an abrupt end here... Draco returned to the Pensieve from a whirlwind, panting heavily, clutching his chest, as if he hadn't recovered yet.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, who is that?"

"Yes."

Draco asked uncertainly, that person's name was also not allowed to be mentioned, and no one knew his appearance. Draco wasn't sure what he had just seen in the Pensieve, the flying boy with golden hair that seemed to shimmer in the sun.

"Principal Dumbledore...I..." Draco was speechless, maybe, this doesn't need any language at all.

Albus looked very relaxed, he sat back on his rocking chair, grabbed a zizi honey candy and put it in his mouth, showing a calm expression.

"Draco, there are too many kinds of love in this world, love for lover, love for relatives, love for friends, love for the world, each kind of love occupies more or less place in your heart , when one kind of love is against all other loves... We always have to make a choice in the end..."

"I've faced this kind of helpless decision before, Draco, and I can tell you that it was very painful. I have experienced no less pain than you are now. But... you have to choose."

Draco never imagined that the white-haired old man who always seemed so wise in front of him turned out to be the former Demon King Gellert... So this was the truth back then! Draco never doubted the legends of Albus, they spread like bedside stories in every corner of the wizarding world, everyone knows... But, is what everyone knows the truth?No, just like every legend has a secret behind it...Albus could have kept this secret forever, but now, he revealed it...

"Principal Dumbledore, you are a...remarkable person." Draco had to admit that in this world, there was probably no one who was more remarkable than Albus.

Hearing that Albus laughed, it should be a compliment to him... Albus was not sure either.

"Children, life will always face many painful choices, especially a person who comes with a mission. You should try to remember the good things in life, don't let desire, let alone fear, occupy your heart, don't Make the mistakes I've made before." Albus sighed.

"When I first met Tom, I saw the shadow of Gell in him. Only Merlin knew my fear and conflict about Gell...but more, my conflict about choice, about The fear of the mistakes I made. So I made the wrong choice again. I rejected the kid. I guarded against him like Gell. Although I knew the kid did nothing wrong, I chose to 'maybe' for him Will do, like an over-defensive hedgehog, put my full armor on him."

"It wasn't until later that I realized that he wasn't Gell... If I had made the right choice at that time, he wouldn't have been the second Gell, and it was all my fault. But I realized it too late. , so I can only bear one mistake after another, and keep going. Gell is my responsibility, and Voldemort is also my responsibility. It is I who made them, so I must be responsible for this bitter fruit, and I will continue to do so. go down..."

"But, Headmaster Dumbledore, that's not the result you wanted. You can have your own life, so why did you choose to believe in an unfounded mission!" Is the old man in front of you the one who started everything?But... the impact of everything today on Draco was too great, and he still hadn't the ability to react.

"Listen to me, son." Albus said solemnly.

"I once made a wrong choice and became the first Dark Lord; and my fear of making a mistake itself made the second Demon Lord. Can you say that this is not fate? Love and hate, somewhere It has already been doomed in life. Life... One wrong step, every step is wrong, I am destined to leave with my sins, but you, young life, can have more. I only hope that in my lifetime, I can try my best Make up for the mistakes I made. My child, it is really difficult to make a right choice. So I hope you can follow the bloody lessons of my predecessors, move in the right direction, and start your own future, and Happiness." The shock of Albus' confession to Draco is indescribable, as if it was the first time for Draco to know the wise old man in front of him, and for the first time to see his heart from his eternally deep eyes.

"So...you, do you still love him? Headmaster Dumbledore...I mean, Gellert Grindelwald...the former Dark Lord." Draco asked awkwardly, a question that seemed quite offensive, but Draco really wanted to know.

Albus wasn't angry when he heard this question, he sighed and smiled normally.

"I'm an old man, half buried in the ground, and it's too embarrassing to say whether these people love him or not. But if you must know the answer...then I think, yes, I love him." Albus He answered without hesitation, he was not ashamed or regretful for falling in love with a Dark Lord.

"A wrong person, but he appeared in the right place at the right time, so I fell in love with him. Although he is the Dark Lord, although I have separated from him and even turned against him, I still love him, and I will Love him forever."

Albus rocked his rocking chair again, what James told him about that world, what happened after his death.The Elder Wand, everything... Gell didn't break their agreement, Gell didn't betray him until the end, he didn't tell the whereabouts of the Elder Wand, until the last moment... didn't say anything. Gell to Voldemort: I never had it.That's enough, Gell wants to tell him that the Elder Wand has always belonged to him, it was Gell, a gift for him... Gell sent his dream of dominating the world that he never gave up to him. On hand, through the Elder Wand!He feels it!

When he heard James say this, Albus wanted to laugh, and at the same time he wanted to cry, but in the end he just closed his eyes calmly, rocked his rocking chair, ate sweet candies, and felt the Sweetness and bitterness on the tongue. Albus took a deep breath, he seemed to be able to imagine Gell's expression at that time, he looked at Voldemort with disdain, with a mocking smile on his face, his eyes narrowed habitually, the pupils were shining brightly The light... of Gell's... light...

He once said and firmly believed that the Dark Lord had no love in his heart, but from the moment James told him everything, Albus began to understand that Gell did not lose to him, but to love, to love Gell's love for Al.Life and death together, what else in the world can be more moving than this?

Draco looked at Albus, he still closed his eyes quietly, rocking the rocking chair comfortably, as if he had fallen into his own world. Draco knew that the old man on the opposite side would not shed tears, and there was still a smile on his peaceful face, but Draco felt that he could see that drop of warm liquid imprinted in the depths of the old man's soul, flowing on the chapped heart, nourishing the heart Dry and wither. Draco's eyes turned back to the black and white photo, those two youths in high spirits, they looked at each other like the morning sun, if this is not love, then what is...

"Principal Dumbledore, thank you, I think... I understand." Draco bowed deeply to Albus, thank you for confessing to me, thank you for teaching me, thank you for pointing me in the right direction... …

The boy walked away, and the sound of the stone statue moving was heard, and then everything returned to calm. After Draco left, Albus smiled and picked up the photo of Gellert and him, his dry and rough fingers gently running across the photo, as if stroking a lover's face.

"I said Gell, that kid is better than when I was younger, isn't he?"

"Now, apart from Voldemort, I only look forward to one thing, and I look forward to when I will return to Merlin's arms as an old bastard. I know you will definitely follow me, so I decided, I must Die before you..."

"Gell, sometimes I feel like I'm a cold-blooded animal. I really can't bear any more losses. It will make my heart become more and more numb..."

"It turns out that when you gave me the Elder Wand, you meant that you would wait for me... Why didn't you make it clearer? If you didn't make it clear, how could that impulsive and violent lion understand?" , look, we missed it..."

"I won't go to see you, because I'm no longer the hot-blooded boy with sunshine on my body. I'm no longer the Al in your impression, we...are old...I am now, just A person whose heart has become numb...I don't want to let you down..."

'Al! Ichwei?, Siesindes! hören Siemirzu, Ichwerdeaufdi...'

At the time of parting, it was too late to hear all the words, but now it has become more and more clear.

Ichwerdeaufdichwarten, I will always wait for you, that's what you're going to say to me, isn't it?

"Gell..." Sorry, really sorry...

Albus was rocking the rocking chair, and the warm sunlight came in from the window...

Gellert watched the sun rise again, so many suns had risen that he didn't even bother to count them.

Groping in the dark, he knew that another rivalry between Al and him had begun again, and he and Al had always competed.Before they were competing for the time to be alive, now they are competing for the time to be dead.Let them race to see who gets back into Merlin's arms first.

This time, he doesn't want to lose again... because waiting is really too difficult, it will make people crazy.Why did he foolishly decide to wait for that guy? Al, it turns out, I've been waiting my whole life...but why, I don't regret it at all?

That's why I say, love, what a damn thing.