[HP] Years Whisk

1986 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey, on the night of July 7, 30.

Today, Harry Potter ran back to his room early.

Although Aunt Petunia curled her lips unhappily when she saw his behavior, she didn't say much.

After all, tomorrow is that 'little monster''s birthday, and she has to show that she treats him well.In this way, the relatives of the 'noble' husband next to her younger sister will give their family more gold coins.

In fact, Petunia Dursley had mixed feelings when she first adopted this 'debt collector'.

At that time, she had just gotten rid of her 'freak' younger sister and married a husband who, although not very handsome, was honest and responsible, who was praised by the neighbors and who was quite capable.

Petunia is very satisfied with her life.After all, she and her husband are 'normal' ordinary people.She felt that she could finally get rid of the shadow brought about by her sister, and no longer have to live under the curse-like words of "not as good as Lily" for the rest of her life.

Unexpectedly, she hadn't been happy for a long time, her 'freak' sister' killed herself, and the one she had never seen before died together, and she knew it was not a good thing just by the name brother-in-law.Then, they dumped her such a big 'burden'.

To be honest, when she heard the news of the death of her sister and brother-in-law, she did have some sentimentality about her sister's death in her heart.But what is more, is the ulterior sense of superiority and ecstasy.

You see, what's so great about you being able to do magic?

Every time you come back from vacation, you will proudly show off the magical things in the magic world with your parents, but you will look at me cautiously, with guilt and sympathy.

Do you think you can get there better than me because you know magic?You're nothing but a 'geek'!

look!In the end, why don't you bother me to help you take care of the burden you left in this world?

So Petunia Dursley's attitude towards Harry is also very complicated.

Family affection, yes.Otherwise, she wouldn't have chosen to adopt Harry who was placed at her door by someone.

But more feelings are hidden behind various actions, deep comparison and jealousy.

Lily Evans, although people say that I am not as good as you, my parents will be more proud of you who know magic.But in the end, don't you have to beg me?

I am much happier than you.At least, I live longer than you.

And, look at that 'little monster' you left behind, the Harry Potter one, how could he compare to my Dudley?

The kind of child who depends on others, I kindly raised him up out of compassion.If he was sent to someone else's home, maybe he would have a miserable life.

With this kind of mood, Petunia Dursley took care of Harry Potter while growing up, but at the same time suppressed or even abused him unconsciously.As if paranoid to prove that the child Lily left behind was inferior to the Dudley Dursley she bore.

She had been crushed by Lily, and she wanted Lily's child to give her everything back.

But this self-righteous sense of superiority was quickly broken by Narcissa who came to the door, especially when Narcissa said that she was a relative of the 'little monster' father's family.

Not to mention the various expensive ornaments on her body, just Narcissa's demeanor and her every move can deeply show that this is a person who is completely different from them.

How the hell is that little sister of hers always so lucky?To marry a short-lived ghost casually and be lucky enough to meet a nobleman?

Petunia felt even more lost and inferior in her heart, even more than when she wrote to Dumbledore begging him to let her go to Hogwarts but received his rejection letter.

But for those bags of pure gold coins, she had to be kind and nod to Lucius and Narcissa.

This made Petunia even start to dislike her ordinary but honest husband. Why isn't he a descendant of 'nobility' like the father of the little Potter boy?

Sure enough, there is a so-called 'happiness' that people can only see in comparison with others.

We are constantly setting others up as benchmarks against which to measure ourselves.It seems that only by doing this can I feel my ability and value.

When you are better than others, you will be complacent and feel that you are capable of everything and achieve success; when you are a little worse than others, you will feel that you are worthless and unhappy.

However, is the person whom you regard as a measure really comparable to you?

Or did you actually walk together by accident, but you turned that person's "living method" into a chain that troubled you all your life?

Everyone walks on their own path, which is unique and will never be repeated again.

Isn't the life you envy others deeply disgusted and trying to get rid of?

The ordinary you hate may also be those "extraordinary" heroes, the tranquility and peace that you can't pursue in your life.

Your worth and your happiness never depends on 'others'.

They depend only on you.

After Harry thumped back to his room, he sat on his own bed, staring in the direction of the door.

On this day last year, Sirius had appeared directly in his room with a huge, moving magic cake.He took Harry to the back mountain, and the two of them played magic fireworks in the middle of the night. Finally, when it was almost dawn, he carried Harry, who was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, back to the small room.

On this day two years ago, Sirius turned into a big dog in the form of Animagus and secretly hid in Harry's closet.When little Harry opened the closet, he suddenly jumped out from the middle of the clothes, and then used magic to turn the whole room into a big 'amusement park' - for example, turning the closet into a slide, turning the bed into a trampoline, letting Little Harry was playing wildly in his own room.

So, what about this year?How will Sirius celebrate my birthday?Harry couldn't help anticipating inwardly.

Then he heard the sound of "dong dong dong" coming from outside his window, someone knocking on the glass.

"Come on, Harry." Outside the window, Sirius was riding a broomstick, showing a hearty smile to Harry who hurried to the window: "This time it's your birthday, I'm going to take you around the sky ."

Sirius controlled the broom and hovered outside the window.Then he lifted Harry out of the open window and into his arms.

He let Harry grab his clothes, controlled the broomstick to slowly fly away from the window, and began to fly slowly around the block of Privet Drive where Harry grew up.

"God, godfather, you are really amazing. No wonder my mother told me that you used to be Gryffindor's school grass, the kind of shining existence that can be seen at a glance in the crowd." Harry Looking at Sirius' skillful control of the broom, he couldn't help but admire him sincerely.

Although Sirius didn't believe what 'Lily' said in Harry's mouth.Because he had seen Lily's body with his own eyes back then.Instead of saying that Lily turned into a ghost like a 'fucking thing', he would rather believe that when Lily was protecting Harry, she gave him part of her memory.

However, he couldn't bear to expose the 'beautiful dream' that the child had fabricated for himself.So, he said to Harry: "Of course, I was much better than your father."

"I don't believe it." Harry sat on the front end of Sirius' broomstick, holding Sirius' waist nervously, but this nervousness was quickly replaced by the excitement of seeing the land from the sky. "Mum told me that you didn't beat my dad when you competed for Gryffindor's Seeker, so you ended up being a beater."

"Hey, boy!" Sirius freed a hand from the two holding the broom, and purposely ruffled Harry's messy hair even more. "Looks like I have to show you what I'm really capable of."

He single-handedly controlled the light wheel 1700 in his hand, making it rise vertically and slowly to a high altitude almost as if it had escaped the gravity of the earth, until it reached the place that was almost level with the moon in the sky.Then he let go of his other, and only, grip on the handle of the broomstick, and wrapped both hands tightly around Harry's side.

When Harry was a little curious about what his godfather was going to do, Sirius counted down three numbers aloud: "3, 2, 1".

Then, he hooked the tail of the Nimbus 1700 with his leg, leading Harry head down, like a gust of wind, rushing towards the ground at a fast speed.

Harry screamed out of shock at this move, and he put his head in Sirius' arms, holding Sirius' arm tightly.But amidst Sirius' cheerful laugh, he poked his head out curiously, feeling the cool wind brushing against his side face, and the feeling of freedom.

His eyes lit up, and then he involuntarily exposed his body to the 'protection range' of Sirius' arms, opened his arms, like a bird flying unrestrained, and shouted happily together with Sirius.

They were getting closer and closer to the ground.

Even until Harry could clearly see the leaf tips on the bushes on the ground lawn, Sirius didn't show any signs of stopping.

Just when Harry thought he was about to fall to the ground, Sirius covered his head with his hand.

But Sirius didn't stop at this one action.He quickly adjusted his center of gravity in a deft way.When the front of the handle of Nimbus 1700 was about to touch the ground, he skillfully controlled the broomstick so that it fell steadily to the ground.

"This is really exciting." As soon as it fell to the ground, Harry couldn't wait to jump off the Nimbus 1700, and circled the broomstick several times.His language was a little loose with excitement, "I mean, this is awesome, Godfather. How did you come up with that?"

When Sirius heard Harry's question, the smile on his face gradually became a bit bitter. He looked at the broomstick in his hand, his eyes filled with longing nostalgia.

"I wanted to do this a long time ago. At that time, you were not born, and I didn't even meet your father." Sirius said softly, "I was the first to take him to the sky The object of my life is a very obedient 'good boy', who is so good that I don't have my own opinion. At that time, as a 'bad boy', I deliberately seduced him and told him that if he could replace me with my parents If I want to blame him, I will take him out to play on broomsticks." He paused and pursed his lips, "But later, before I had time to fulfill my promise to him, I made a very serious mistake, which led to that People don't talk to me anymore. So now, I don't know if I will have the opportunity to be with him again and fulfill those unfulfilled promises I made to him."

Hearing Sirius' low tone, Harry hurriedly comforted him with empathy: "It's okay, godfather. Just go and apologize to him. My mother taught me that if I made any mistakes, I must be brave I sincerely apologize to that person. When the knots in my heart are untied, everyone will definitely reconcile as before."

He ran to Sirius' side, hugged Sirius' thigh, looked up at him with emerald green eyes, "Godfather. If you are afraid, let me go with you."

Sirius laughed at his childish words.He stretched out his hand and flicked Harry's head, then smiled and said to him: "I see, I will apologize to him. Thank you, Harry."

Then, he carried Harry onto the Nimbus 1700, and then rode on himself, holding onto the long handle of the broomstick.

That light wheel 1700 was very well controlled by Sirius, in his hands, it was as docile as an obedient sheep.

"Harry, you can try Feifei by yourself. Don't be afraid, I'm here. I'll be behind you and help you control the direction." Sirius sat behind Harry and said to him.

He showed Harry how to hold the handle of the broom with his hands, and then lightly kicked the ground with his feet to float the Nimbus 1700 slightly off the ground.

Harry hurriedly tried to control the broom, and he made several mistakes, causing the broom to fly sideways and plummet from time to time.But no matter what he did wrong, Sirius wasn't angry, he just shot when they were about to hit the ground, and let the broom float smoothly in the air at a certain distance from the ground again.

Maybe it was instinct, maybe it was really a gift James had passed on to him, but it didn't take long for Harry to learn how to steer that broomstick.

He looked at Sirius with great interest, and saw the deep approval and pride in Sirius' eyes.Just like Sirius was his father.

Harry gradually let go of his courage and tried to raise the Nimbus 1700 to a high position.Unexpectedly, he succeeded in one attempt!This made him feel happy from the bottom of his heart!

He gradually realized the joy of flying in the air on his broomstick.

Sirius sat right behind him, indulgently letting him control the expensive, latest-model Nimbus 1700.

Under the starry sky at night, all over the mountains and plains, there are Harry's free and cheerful laughter.