May the world be kind to you

"If it is destined to be lost, it is enough for me to bear all the pain alone." -Harry Potter

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Is it dawning so soon?It seems that he just blinked his eyes?

Harry turned his stiff neck in bewilderment and saw the sky outside the window was dark and gloomy.

No matter how reluctant, the sky is still bright.

Time never stops or even reverses because of anyone or anything, and the facts that have come true will not be changed or even perish because of his devout prayers.

Harry remained seated on the edge of the bed, motionless.

Merlin once again took everything from him, and even let him watch like that, but didn't leave him the slightest chance to save him.

He didn't understand why Merlin always looked down on him.

Was it because he killed Voldemort that Slytherin had no heirs and angered Merlin, so he deliberately punished himself in this way?

The sudden absurd thought made Harry smile wryly.

If so, shouldn't he be thankful that Merlin wasn't cruel enough to take Draco away with him?

By the way, Draco was still waiting for him.

Thinking of the people who were still in St. Mungo's, Harry finally moved stiffly but slowly, changed clothes casually, washed briefly, and went downstairs, seeing that breakfast was ready on the dining table.

He sat in a chair and picked up the cutlery.In fact, he didn't have any appetite, but he knew he had to eat, and he couldn't fall down at this time.

But he put down the knife and fork before taking two bites.

"Master Harry, does it taste bad?" The elf was a little anxious when he saw the breakfast that had only moved a little: "Kreacher will make it again."

"No need for Kreacher, you've done a good job." Harry gently stopped the elf, "I've always wanted to ask you, why would you rather stay here alone than go to Malfoy Manor after Regulus left? Mother Qian is also your master, isn't she?"

"But only in this house can Kreacher find the shadow of Master Regulus." The elf's gray eyes flashed a trace of sadness.

The expected answer kept Harry silent for a moment.

"If I wanted you to live in Malfoy Manor, would you...would you like it?" He tentatively asked and explained the reason carefully: "I can't let Draco face the empty manor alone, but I don't want to either. Let you guard this empty house alone."

No master has ever cared about the situation of them guarding the house alone!The elf seemed so moved that he was about to cry, but in the end he just replied firmly with tears in his eyes:

"Master Harry is Kreacher's master. Where the master is, Kreacher is there!"

"Thank you, Kreacher." Harry twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, continued to eat breakfast in a trance, and stopped suddenly when he forked a small piece of pie: "Luna once told me that when she You can see her deceased mother after death. Tell me," he looked at Kreacher seriously: "Will Mom and Sissy meet in another world?"

"Definitely!!" Kreacher tried to smile and nodded vigorously: "And they will become very good friends."

This obviously comforted Harry.

He smiled happily, forced himself to drink some more milk, and set off for St. Mungo's.

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The situation in the emergency room was exactly the same as when Harry left yesterday.

Lucius and Narcissa were lying on the bed with their eyes closed. Draco knelt on the edge of the bed and buried his head in Narcissa's palm, maintaining a motionless posture as if he hadn't even changed his position.

Harry's heart skipped a beat or two momentarily.Holding his breath, he walked forward slowly, hesitantly touched the pale gold lightly, and felt the slight ups and downs and warm temperature before gradually easing his heartbeat.

Draco called him twice but there was no response, so Harry put a sleeping spell on him, gently carried him to the empty bed next to him, and massaged him repeatedly to maintain the stiffness in his kneeling position The legs weren't painful to see until they were fully relaxed and straight, but overnight, Draco had paled enough to lose all color, and even his brilliant blond hair had dulled and lost its luster.

Sadly taking a blanket to cover him, Harry gently wiped away the light tears remaining on his face, and then gently smoothed his hair before getting up and leaving.

But as soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by someone.

"Mr. Potter," the therapist in charge of the emergency room said with hesitation and embarrassment on his face, "I can understand your feelings, but... this is an emergency room after all, and Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy have been here... it's not appropriate. look……"

Harry's eyes immediately darkened.He was silent for a moment before looking at the therapist pleadingly: "Give us a little more time, can you? Let him..." Looking back at the three people on the hospital bed, "Stay with my parents for a while."

The therapist nodded with a sigh.

Harry thanked him gratefully, closed the door gently and walked straight to the other ward.

Molly seemed to be asleep with her swollen eyes closed, Hermione dozed on her bedside with a tired face, and Arthur stared blankly at the ceiling.

Harry clenched his fists and hesitated again and again, and finally made up his mind to face the pain of their complete loss of twins. Unexpectedly, he was grabbed by someone before he could take a step, and he had to walk away with the force of the visitor.

As soon as he left the sound range that could be heard in the ward and came to the corner of the corridor, Ginny quickly slammed his hand away forcefully, as if he was carrying a curse that would kill people if he touched it.

"Ginny, I..."

Harry didn't bother to examine his arm, which must have been bruised, and tried to explain yesterday's events to her, but was interrupted bluntly before saying:

"You still have the face to appear in front of us! Don't you think our family has been hurt enough by you?! What else can you do to be willing?! The therapist said that mom can't be stimulated any more, and you want to hurt her too Die?!"

"...I'm sorry, I don't know the therapist's request," Harry said pale, but he still kept his voice soft: "I just..."

"Of course you don't know!" Ginny gritted her teeth bitterly: "You only have that blond Slytherin in your heart, how can you care about the lives of other people! George treats you so well, but you let him lose his life!! "

Harry squeezed his eyes shut tightly.

"Ginny, it's my fault for not being able to save George in time, but there's a reason for that..."

"The reason is that the famous savior is just a selfish and ruthless villain! For his own love, he even ignored our family's friendship for many years, and my mother scolded me for people like you!"

Harry couldn't make any rebuttal to her accusation.

"Since I met you, nothing good has happened to our family!" Ginny shed tears as she said, "Dad was bitten by a snake, Bill's face was destroyed, George lost his ear, Fred left forever...all of this It was because of you, but you can still have sex with that damned Malfoy with peace of mind!!"

"Ginny!" The last sentence successfully made Harry's face darken: "I know you resent me, and you can do whatever you want to me, but don't bring Draco into it, he has nothing to do with these things."

"...You still want to defend him?!" Ginny choked and then became more intense: "In your mind, a Malfoy is more important than a few Weasleys! Has nothing to do with him? Hmph, If he hadn't brought the Death Eaters into Hogwarts, Fred wouldn't have died; if he hadn't made you lose your mind and ignore Ron's cries for help, George wouldn't have died! So the most damned person is him..."

"Shut up!" Harry's face changed drastically, and he was about to explode, but somehow he thought of something and suppressed all his emotions. He looked at the red-haired girl as calmly as possible, but his voice became uncontrollably cold: "Ginny , I will take responsibility for my mistakes, how you want to vent to me, what method you want to use to deal with me, I will never complain. But, Draco is my bottom line. I don't allow anyone to hurt him , including you. If you must think that Draco caused so much misfortune to Weasley, then I..." Come and punish Draco.

"Then your next target will be Ginny, right?!" Ron heard the last two words as soon as he walked around the corner, and immediately strode forward and angrily pushed Harry away: "You threatened Ginny?" !!Harry Potter, are you planning to make an enemy of Weasley for Malfoy?!"

The push gave Harry a sudden composure.He immediately realized that his emotions and words were a bit extreme, so he immediately eased his expression: "I didn't mean Ron, I meant to say..."

"You don't need to explain." Ron didn't want to hear a word, and stared at him through gritted teeth: "I'm really blind to be friends with you. Since Malfoy is more important than us in your mind, you give I'll get away!" After saying that, she left with her arms around Ginny.

The attitude of the two made Harry understand that he would not be able to see Molly and Arthur today.He tried hard to suppress the soreness in his eyes, and took Ron's arm as they passed him:

"Ron, let me meet George." At least let him see George one last time, at least give him a chance to say goodbye to George.He begged softly, almost humbly: "For the sake of my friends for many years, please."

"Friend?" Ron stopped and turned his head, looking at Harry with sarcasm in his eyes: "Weasley can't be a friend to the savior! Please don't appear in front of any Weasley in the future!!" Then Pull your arms out and continue to walk forward.

"Ron!" Harry yelled loudly, not having time to pay attention to the sideways glances of people coming and going around him.The obvious subtext in his friend's words made him almost untenable: "...how can you forgive me?"

"Unless you bring Fred and George back!" Ron stopped again. After seeing Harry's words, he lost all blood in an instant, and there was a trace of regret in his heart, but when he thought that Harry had treated him The patron saint turned a blind eye, deliberately ignoring the guilt in his heart, and stiffened his voice: "I wish I never knew you!"

Then he left without turning his head, forcing himself not to look at the unusually thin figure standing in the same place, gradually becoming distant with his footsteps, and blurred and faded in the hustle and bustle of people until he was completely submerged.

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The blond young man was sitting alone on the bench outside the emergency room, with his head lowered and lifeless, motionless.The hurried crowd came and went by his side, but they were so indifferent that no one looked at him more, and separated him from the world with an invisible barrier

Harry, who saw this scene from afar, felt his heart tighten suddenly.As quickly as possible, he put away his depressed mood and adjusted his facial expression, changed his heavy and slow steps, quickly walked to the blond youth and squatted down, looking tenderly into the gray eyes: "Draco, why are you sitting here? I told them to take it easy..."

"I agree." Draco's voice was so soft that it almost disappeared in the air: "Mom and Dad can't stay here forever."

Harry lowered his eyelashes silently, and after a while forced himself to cheer up: "Draco, let's go home first, shall we?"

"...Home? Where is home?" Draco's expression was more bewildered and helpless than that of a lost child, his gray eyes lost their former luster, leaving only a bleak emptiness: "I don't have a home anymore."

Suddenly there was a throbbing pain in my heart.Harry held the blond young man's hand tightly, and made a firm and forceful promise: "You still have me."

He will take care of everything, he will replace Sissy's mother and Lucius to pamper Draco and fulfill all his wishes, and he will do his best to rebuild a warm and happy home for Draco.

Draco still stared blankly and didn't respond to that sentence at all, and he didn't know if he didn't understand or didn't listen at all.Harry tentatively tugged at his hand, and he unconsciously stood up following his strength, letting Harry lead him outside like a dumb puppet.

Harry subconsciously squeezed his hand.

From now on, in this world, they only have each other.

But he didn't expect Draco to lock himself into his parents' room as soon as he returned to the manor, curled up with his knees hugged at the foot of the wall all day long, his distracted eyes fell on the photo of his parents, and he sat motionless On the ground, they ignore everything in the outside world.

"Mr. Potter, the young master hasn't eaten all day."

The house-elf came out of the room carrying the untouched dinner plate with a sad face and stood in front of Harry, with a hint of complaint in his eyes, as if he was condemning Harry for not trying to persuade the young master.

How could he possibly eat it! !

Harry smiled wryly.

He knows exactly how painful the loss is. He still remembers the pain that Sirius passed away and the desperate feeling of wanting to follow his godfather desperately.And Draco, who has always put family first and loved his parents deeply, suddenly lost two close relatives, how could he bear such a heavy fatal blow!It is already a miracle that he can survive until now without collapsing.

"Let him be alone for a while quietly today..." In the end, Harry could only persuade him softly, and at the same time comfort himself: "Everything will get better gradually."

And then another sleepless night.

When he entered the room in the morning, he found that Draco was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, and he should have just fallen asleep for a while, but his restless sleeping face was still full of sorrow.

Harry wanted to move him to the bed, but he was worried how long it would take before he fell asleep again after the startling, so he just took a blanket and covered him lightly, and cast a warming spell to make sure he wouldn't fall asleep again. He would catch a cold, so he repeatedly told the elf to take good care of him, contact him immediately in case of any emergencies, etc. Seeing that the elf nodded in response, he apparated back to Grimmauld Square.

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Kreacher had already prepared breakfast, and when he saw him appear, he hurriedly asked how he was.Harry replied patiently one by one, and was moved when he saw the elf's relieved look.The elf would not know how much comfort this sincere concern gave him, and he was even more determined to take the elf to the manor for a proper settlement.

"Kreacher, I'm unlikely to be at home during this time, so don't wait for me deliberately or prepare three meals for me." He didn't want to waste the spirit of the elves, so he sat at the dining table and forced himself to eat even if he lost his appetite, "or You move to the manor now, there are still elves who can be your companions?"

Kreacher thought for a while: "Master Harry is leaving here today and will never come back?"

"How is it possible." Harry turned his head and looked around: "After all, this is the home where the godfather and Regulus have lived for many years, how could it be possible to just leave it alone? At least I have to make arrangements here before I can leave in peace. "

"Then Kreacher will wait until the day when Master Harry really leaves." The elf said without hesitation, "No matter what Master Harry wants to do, Kreacher can still help a little."

"...Thank you, Kreacher." Harry was surprised and moved by the elf's answer, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly and he stopped forcing him: "When you're free, pack your luggage first."

Kreacher nodded.

After taking two casual bites, Harry put down his knife and fork, briefly said "I'm full" to the worried elf, and went back to his room, took the Invisibility Cloak and ran towards St. Mungo again.

The ward was still crowded.

Harry pulled the invisibility cloak tightly around his body, carefully controlled the frequency and strength of his breathing, and slowly moved to the side of the hospital bed close to the wall.

Then, finally, I was able to see the person I had been missing all along.

But overnight, Arthur had added a lot of gray hair to his sideburns, and a few new wrinkles made him look old and haggard, more than ten years old.Molly's still swollen eyes stared blankly at the ceiling, she ignored the children's warm words of comfort and did not respond in the slightest, she seemed to have lost all will to live in despair.

"...if anything happens to George, I can't live anymore..."

What Molly had said echoed very clearly in my ears at this moment.

How could he have expected that this exaggerated rhetoric would become a fact!If he had known that this kind of thing would happen, he would never have chosen to go to Godric's Hollow on that day; if he had known that the Death Eaters would choose to attack George, he would have been more vigilant and taken protective measures in advance; Know……

No if.

Harry clenched his fists tightly.How can you blame Ron and Ginny for hurting others with their bad words!It was their elder brother who died, and their parents were hurt, how could they bear it! !

At this moment, he suddenly felt that it was cruel and ridiculous that he would rather come to see them wearing an invisibility cloak.He felt at ease, but what did he bring to the Weasley family?Could a few empty words smooth over their pain of losing George?Do they want them to suppress the grief of losing their son and comfort themselves in order to avoid any pressure and burden in their hearts? !

The Ron siblings were right not to allow themselves to see their parents.Perhaps, not appearing in front of them so as not to bring them greater stimulation is the most important thing he should do.

Harry watched the Weasleys silently for a long time, and finally dragged his heavy body slowly towards the door step by step.

All he could do now was pray for them, that all the pain would be healed as soon as possible, and that they would one day find the happiness of Weasley again.

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When he returned to the manor, he saw that Draco's situation was exactly the same as yesterday, without any change.

Harry hesitated for a long time, opened and closed his mouth several times, but couldn't say anything.

He didn't know what to say to ease Draco's grief a little.

Saying "I've been there myself, so I can understand how you feel"?

Said "I can still live well without my parents since I was a child, at least you still have me by my company"?

Say "One day time will smooth out all the pain, and everything will be fine slowly"?

With his identity and position, it seems that no matter what he says, it seems pale and powerless.And he didn't want to use those empty words such as "I'm sad and I'm sorry", "You have to be brave and don't be too sad" to do meaningless verbal comfort.

There are many things in the world that cannot be truly understood by a simple "empathy" to truly understand the other person's pain.

So in the end he chose silence.Sometimes, an undisturbed quiet is far more healing than chatter in the name of worry.

But when the third day passed and Draco was still in the same state, Harry had to worry.However, no matter how much he begged and scolded, how good or bad he was, Draco ignored him as if he couldn't hear him, and he didn't even say a word, and his expression didn't fluctuate at all.

When Harry tried all the methods he could think of but it still didn't help, he had only one last choice: to stay silently by Draco's side, to be with him when he was sad and sad, and to be with him without eating or drinking. .

Pansy, who had rushed back from France after receiving the news, was completely out of breath when she saw this situation.

"I know you're worried about Draco, Harry," she said, trying to be as gentle as possible to the dark-haired youth, "but it's not only pointless and not helpful to him, but have you ever thought that if you fall because of it?" Now, who else can take care of Draco?"

Harry only replied to her indifferently: "Draco is fine and I can hold on."

Pansy almost yelled, but thinking of the Malfoys, they swallowed all their words in the end, and came to the depressed friend with the best of luck, hoping that he would listen to some comfort:

"Draco, I understand that you are very sad, but can you change the way of grief? Do you know how worried Harry is because you don't eat or drink like this?"

Draco remained so indifferent that he didn't even raise an eyebrow.

After exhausting their lips and tongues to no avail, Pansy and Bryce, who were also helpless, had to leave sadly, deeply suspecting that they would only realize how stupid this behavior was when they couldn't hold on.

As a result, the first person who couldn't stand it was Draco.

"Don't you have anything else to do? You have to stay here!" Seeing that Harry was obviously pale and haggard in just a few days, Draco said angrily and painfully: "I'm not from the Ministry of Magic." Prisoner, you don't have to stare at me like a Death Eater!!"

"Draco, are you willing to talk to me?!" The green eyes flashed pure joy because he was finally no longer silent: "Are you hungry? I'll make you whatever you want."

"I don't want to eat anything!!" The light tightened Draco's heart: "I just want you to leave here and let me stay alone!! Is such a small request okay?!! "

Not all pain is suitable for people to help share, especially the person who is used to carrying everything alone and calmly comforting others, but never knows how to take good care of himself.

"...Let me stay with you, okay?" Harry's eyes darkened, and he was worried about leaving him alone in the manor: "If you don't want to see me, I can find a room farthest from you and try not to be in your room." before……"

"I don't need your company!!" Draco was even more angry because he misunderstood his meaning: "Now I don't even have the right and freedom to stay in my own home alone?!! Go back to your home! !"

At least Kreacher at home would watch him eat and rest.His complexion was so bad that it seemed that he would fall down at any time. If this continued, he should be the next person to lie down in St. Mungo's! !

"Draco, I..."

"go back!!"