May the world be kind to you

Draco tossed and turned all night, and fell asleep for a while until dawn, but woke up suddenly again not long after, and it was only just dawn at this time.

The room was eerily quiet.

He suddenly threw the quilt off the bed, and ran to another bedroom with bare feet, opened the door and saw that the room was empty.His face turned pale in an instant, and his rapid heartbeat gradually returned to normal after he inadvertently spotted the figure outside the window.So he quickly tidied himself up and went to the back of the house, and walked into the bushes without any intention of admiring the beauty of the garden.

The black-haired young man stood beside a small red mound, said something softly with a smile on his face, turned around when he heard footsteps, and smiled brightly when he saw Draco.

"Good morning, William. Did you sleep well last night?"

Draco froze for a moment before realizing that Harry was calling him, and he greeted softly back, before finally seeing the indentations in the white stones at the top of the red mound.

The old engraving had some signs of weathering, but this did not prevent him from recognizing Harry's handwriting at a glance.He didn't dare to imagine what kind of mood Harry had buried Dobby with his own hands back then, and he didn't even dare to imagine what kind of psychological journey Harry had gone through in order to face it so peacefully.

"I found him by accident," the young man probably saw his hesitation, and took the initiative to explain to him: "Although this place is beautiful, it's still too lonely to sleep here alone, so I come here every day to talk to him a few times. words."

So, had Harry even forgotten about Dobby?

The dull gray eyes fell on the smile on the young man's lips without blinking.

He thought of the Memorial Room in the Great Hall of the Ministry of Magic after the war, and Harry chatted and laughed with the portraits in the same way.He doesn't want to see anyone lonely, but he himself is always entangled by loneliness again and again.

"How long have you lived here...?" Finally Draco put away all his emotions.

"Hey, this is the first time someone asked me this."

This question easily opened up the young man's chatterbox, and he was very happy to tell Draco how he woke up on the beach and found the cabin, how he lived in fear for a few days to make sure that no owner dared to call it a home, how he found himself Forgot many things including the name, how to find a job in the town to make a living, and how kind and kind the residents of the town are...

After pouring out every day's life trajectory in detail, the young man suddenly stopped talking.He glanced at William, who seemed unhappy, and muttered to himself in confusion:

"It's strange, he's just a stranger I just met yesterday, why do I..." Why did I become so excited that I almost lost myself when I talked about it?

Draco's face was as dark as ink.

"Knowing that I'm a stranger, you tell me everything so easily!! Are you defensive?!" He grabbed Harry's shoulders, wishing he could shake him vigilantly: "If I have malicious intentions and now you may be dead, do you know that?!"

Although the Death Eaters have been wiped out, if someone else appears to avenge Crabbe and Nott, Harry, who has lost his memory, can only be slaughtered.Draco broke out in a cold sweat at the thought of the hidden danger.

The young man's gaze was very strange: "You...why are you so worried about me?"

"..."

'Cause I said never to let go but I got you out of my life.

Because you are the fiancé that I have arranged with great difficulty, but I lost you.

Because I promised to hold hands with you every day, but I broke my promise and let you bear the loneliness alone.

because……

What was once the most proud thing has become an unspeakable reason at this time.

He let go of his hand slowly.

The young man was oblivious to his low mood.This was just a joking casual question and didn't intend to hear any answers. He motioned for him to walk back together and at the same time jumped off the topic briskly and naturally:

"I've never seen you before." The young man turned around and looked into the gray eyes as he walked backwards: "You look like a rich man from a big city."

Draco slightly hooked the corners of his lips because of his straightforward expression as always: "I'm from London."

The young man immediately smiled proudly, "I'm not mistaken", "Are you in a hurry to go back? The transportation here is inconvenient, but I can... er, take you off." As long as he won't be frightened.The young man smiled slyly, maybe he can modify his memory?

"I'm going to stay for a while." Although he knew that Harry didn't mean to chase him away, Draco's eyes dimmed for a moment, "If it's convenient, can I stay for a few days?"

"Of course!!" The young man smiled happily and narrowed his eyes: "My parents like you very much, and the godfather even asked me to go to the town to buy wine and treat you well!"

Gray eyes tightened suddenly: "Thank you, but I swore I would never drink alcohol again."

"Why?" The emerald behind the lens was shining with light, and the young man stared at Draco without blinking like a curious baby waiting for an answer.

"I...was drunk." Draco's face was calm, but his voice was a little violent, and his hands were clenched into fists where Harry couldn't see: "I hurt...the person I love the most. "

The young man was obviously taken aback.But his expression quickly turned serious, and the green eyes also faintly contained the tenderness of relief: "Your lover must know that this is just an unintentional mistake, and she will definitely feel very uncomfortable if she sees you blaming yourself so much."

"...you don't even know what I did, how can you be sure that I didn't do it on purpose?" With emotions that Harry couldn't understand rolling in his gray eyes, Draco asked hoarsely: "Maybe, I really did it on purpose." where?"

"I believe you won't." The young man answered without any hesitation.

Draco stared at Harry quietly for a while, and finally couldn't help but hug him tightly, buried his head on his shoulder to hide his almost forming fragility.

The black-haired young man was obviously not used to such intimate movements, his body stiffened for a moment before slowly relaxing, he hugged Draco's back clumsily and patted lightly.Unexpectedly, this soothing movement seemed to irritate Draco, and his arms suddenly tightened.

The young man tried his best to restrain the urge to push him to the ground, and he couldn't bear to say "I'm not your lover" after a few rounds in his mouth, so he had to rack his brains to find someone who would neither hurt anyone nor hurt anyone. Draco could let go of the light topic on his own initiative, and then inadvertently looked up and was attracted by the strange girl in front of the hut.

The girl has long brown hair, and her clear eyes are staring at him for a moment—or is it the person who is burying her head on his shoulder at this moment?

"Uh, William," the young man patted Draco on the shoulder, his voice was filled with relief, "That girl has been looking at you, is it your lover who came to look for you?"

"she is not."

Draco replied sullenly, still maintaining the same posture without moving, the strength in his hands relaxed a bit, and after a while, he finally let go of Harry and turned to face the person coming.

The young man was amazed at Draco's special ability to be sure that the person who came was not his lover without even looking at him, and immediately wanted to ask the girl who had walked in front of him to confirm, but the complicated gaze of the girl on his face made him say nothing. Swallowed it back again.

"Harry..."

The girl trembled her lips, and after calling out a name, she couldn't say anything more.

The young man was taken aback for a moment, and then he showed a gentle and apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, but I'm probably not the person you're looking for."

"No, it's me who should say I'm sorry." The girl's eyes flashed, but she quickly adjusted her mood and stretched out her hand to him: "I'm Hermione Granger, just call me Hermione. Nice to meet you .”

"Allen Potter. Nice to meet you too, Hermione." The young man smiled and shook hands, hesitating again and again but still couldn't hold back his curiosity: "Are you...William's girlfriend?"

"No, we're just ordinary friends." Hermione smiled faintly, and pointed out a group photo to him: "He's Ron Weasley, my husband."

In the photo, Hermione's cheeks were flushed because of her husband's kiss, and the blonde girl with a pair of carrot earrings showed a shy smile and intertwined with her boyfriend. The twins collided and fell down uncontrollably At the same time, he did not forget to drag a few people around him into the water, while William slowly opened the fingers of the black-haired girl with a stern face, and walked out of the photo expressionlessly, which was particularly abrupt and eye-catching in the picture full of smiling faces.

The young man, who was embarrassed by the misunderstanding, burst out laughing when he saw this, and teased Draco sideways: "Everyone is smiling happily, but you are the only one who is full of reluctance, and you have to stand out in the picture Is it different? If I have such a friend, I won't be as boring as you!"

Hermione's movements froze for an instant, and she immediately changed the subject with a calm expression: "This place is so beautiful! Alan, can I stay at your place for a few days?"

The young man's originally relaxed smile was suddenly tinged with difficulty.He didn't think his family could accommodate anyone more, but he was too embarrassed to refuse directly, so he could only hint at Hermione tactfully: "Uh, well, does your husband know you're here alone?"

Unexpectedly, Hermione's face suddenly sank because of this: "We had a fight, don't mention him to me!!"

"..."

It seems inappropriate and cruel to refuse someone who comes out to relax?But how to allocate the only three bedrooms to let her live in? ?

Just when the young man was struggling, two identical people suddenly appeared in front of him with perfect smiles, and before he could react, each of them gave him a hug and put their arms around his shoulders:

"I'm George..."

"I'm Fred."

"Now we can easily distinguish..."

"I have ears and he doesn't."

The green eyes are full of interest and curiosity because of their unique way of speaking.

"Hello, Fred, George." He could not help but point at the twins in the photo, "Hermione just told me that you are Ron's brother, right? You are very interesting. It's just..." He Carefully aimed at George's ear, wanting to ask but afraid of offending him.

The twins smiled at Harry's evaluation of them, touched their ears nonchalantly, and actively answered the questions he didn't say:

"It's a war wound, but it's not important..."

"The important thing is that we made something interesting just for you."

"Come and try it out and see if it works..."

"If there are problems, we can still improve."

The young man was dragged into the house by two people without noticing it for a while, and when he was finally able to get away from the pile of magical products, he realized that at some point he had agreed to the request of the twins to live in.

Immediately I was a little annoyed, but it was inconvenient to say no now, and I wondered why these people I didn’t know would be so affectionate to a stranger, and at the same time, I felt a headache about the accommodation problem, so that when the fat When the strange woman stood in front of him, he blurted out "I can't live in this house anymore", and then suddenly woke up, his fair face flushed red.

The distress and discomfort that were originally heavy on his heart were immediately diluted by these words.Mo Li looked lovingly at the young man who was explaining to her in front of her, gradually overlapping his figure with the little boy who was pushing a large pile of luggage and asking politely to her many years ago.

"It's okay honey," tears welled up in her eyes, but she smiled, stepped forward and hugged Harry tightly to stop his apology: "I can sleep on the sofa."

"..."

The black-haired youth was already at a loss for what to do with embarrassment.

At this time Draco's mother also came.

As soon as she entered the door, she stretched out her hand in the direction of Lily with a calm expression, shook her hand gently, and introduced herself with a friendly smile: "Nice to meet you, Lily, I'm Narcissa, I hope you can call me Sissy .”

"I like your mother, William." The young man immediately forgot the embarrassment, and happily tugged on Draco's sleeve and whispered in his ear: "She is the only one who sees that my parents still look normal." Then He murmured in confusion again: "It's strange, my parents don't look scary, why do everyone have such weird expressions..."

Draco just stared at him quietly with complicated eyes.

It turned out that the only person Harry couldn't name was himself.

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Shell Cottage has never been so lively.

Molly and Narcissa lived in the bedroom with two beds, and the young people crowded around Harry on the floor in the living room - Hermione presciently reminded everyone who wanted to move in to bring their own sleeping bags .

But even so, the number of people the hut can accommodate is still very limited.Naturally, this small problem would not bother the smartest witches. A reduction spell followed by a traceless space spell easily emptied the living room and expanded it to the size they needed.

The black-haired young man was stunned, and suddenly realized that his previous worries about accommodation and even William's travel problems were ridiculously superfluous.but--

"What is this?" He pointed curiously at the slender stick in the witch's hand: "Why does it still glow?"

"Wand." Luna handed her wand to him, and patiently explained the source and characteristics of the wand to him in detail, "Everyone's wand is unique."

"Everyone's is different?" The young man became even more curious after taking other people's wands and found that it was true: "But why don't I have one?"

Everyone looked at each other and didn't know how to answer, and Hermione slowly took out the holly wood that she had brought back from the Ministry of Magic for several days but could not find a chance to give it to him.

"This is a leftover wand, would you like to try it?"

As expected of Hermione!It is so legitimate and natural to return the holly wood to the original owner.Pansidian and the others gave her a thumbs up behind Harry's back.

The young man didn't notice the same tense look of anticipation and worry on everyone's face. He took the wand, looked at it carefully, and said a few spells at random, then shrugged and returned the wand to Hermione.

"It's okay. But I don't understand why you have to use a wand. Don't you think it's inconvenient to have something extra in your hand?"

Everyone was just a little bit disappointed that Harry couldn't remember the past with the wand that he had been with for many years, and was immediately surprised by his sincere "testing testimonials" and became jealous and resentful.

The twins sighed loudly.

"Dear little... Ellen, there is something you need to know..."

"Not everyone will be as strong as you."

After finishing speaking, he patted Harry heavily on the shoulder, shook his head, apparated and left the cabin.

Others followed suit, complaining falsely, "You think wandless magic is so simple that everyone knows it", "You are the only one in the wizarding world who can use wandless magic so proficiently and smoothly", one after another. disappeared from the living room—they were running late for work.

Hermione put the holly wood back into Harry's hand: "I'll keep this wand for you to play with." She remembered the scene of Harry fighting the troll in the first grade, and couldn't help smiling: "Maybe sometime it will come in handy." There may be unexpected uses.”

The black-haired young man did not refuse, took the wand and put it in his trouser pocket.Watching the witch's back, the noisy situation every night for the past few days clearly appeared in his heart.

People who are busy during the day will rush back from various places in the evening, gather together to enjoy the sumptuous dinner carefully prepared by the elves, and after the meal, sit in the living room and eat fruit while chatting about trivial matters at work or All kinds of anecdotes, sometimes mixed with admiration for the various novelty gadgets invented by the twins, and complaints and fights after being involuntarily become experimental subjects, always waited for Molly to roar unbearably before remembering that she should go to sleep .

He really likes these "uninvited guests" who have only been together for a few days.The young man couldn't help curling his mouth, but when he turned around, his smile suddenly became a little sad.

After the people who go to work every day leave the hut, those who stay at home have more time and energy to focus on him: Molly and Narcissa cook various nutritious delicacies in different ways, and the elf is responsible for Watch him finish everything.For the first time, the young man knew that the house elves were so scrupulous in carrying out their master's orders, especially the one named Kreacher, as long as he missed a bite, he would immediately burst into tears, and even punished himself as if he had committed a crime. What a heinous mistake.

The only one was the blond young man who was as usual—boiling an unknown concoction as usual and staring at himself to finish it—no matter whether there were other people in the room.

The black-haired young man told them very euphemistically that he was actually in good health and there was really no need to spend so much on his health.

"Of course it is necessary, my dear," Molly rebuffed with a smile on her face. "Malnutrition is a very serious problem, and it must be completely restored to normal."

"And it must be in accordance with our standards." Narcissa paused amiably for a moment: "Lily also agrees with this point."

Mentioning that the young mother had to surrender—although he didn’t understand how they saw that he was malnourished, he didn’t want to give up fighting for his legitimate rights, so he turned his attention to the “Platinum” "Young Master" - this title is really appropriate - who knows that the other party didn't even give him a chance to speak.

"You still have injuries."

"..."

The black-haired young man really wanted to ask him if he had any misunderstandings about "injury" and "scar", but the platinum young master's eyes made him unable to say anything.

He didn't understand why those beautiful gray eyes were always full of complexity, including sad helplessness, angry grievance, and desperate self-blame.Every time he saw this kind of accusing look that seemed to be abandoned by others, he would somehow feel guilty, as if he was the culprit.It was so weird that it made his heart shudder.

In the end, he had to look to Pansy for help.

Wow, you can still get help from the savior in your lifetime?

"Alan, I..."

The black-haired girl was so excited that she was overwhelmed, but a coercion beside her that could not be ignored made her calm down instantly.If memory serves me right, Draco didn't seem to give up the idea of ​​getting revenge on him for drinking him until now.She looked at Harry, who was struggling to protect himself, and forced herself to turn a blind eye to those innocent green eyes, which were as wet as a deer.

"...Ahem, Bryce and I are going to pick out wedding dresses and we won't be back until evening. Anyway, you have nothing to do when you are free, so just treat it as a special kind of work."

"..."

The black-haired young man could only stare at Pan Xi's leaving figure.

Is it his fault that he doesn't have a job? !

He was originally going to work in the town, but many uninvited guests suddenly appeared and held him back. It was only when he settled down with these strangers who were extremely affectionate to him and rushed to the town that he had never The doors of the non-stop restaurants were closed, and the familiar residents told themselves enviously that a stranger gave Brown a large wallet to his restaurant and invited him to travel around the world.

As a result, he, the host, was forced to become the most leisurely person in the hut—the guests not only prepared sufficient daily necessities, but also took care of all the housework. No chance of rejection.

"The little bastard finally did something worthy of praise."

Dora, who hit it off very well when they first met, said so lightly after hearing his complaints, letting her son in her arms struggle and jump towards Harry in extreme excitement.The young man hurriedly caught the small body, and then looked at the man who had become more and more taciturn these days.

"William, what did you do?" The green eyes behind the glasses were shining with curiosity, and he approached Draco and asked quietly, "Why did she call you a little bastard?"

Draco's face was so calm that there was no wave, and he ignored the first question very naturally: "Because I am."

The young man immediately understood what he meant, opened his mouth but didn't know how to persuade him, so he could only pat him on the shoulder to express his comfort.

Draco's answer made Dora hum with a little satisfaction, and then she told Harry the main purpose of her coming with a smile on her face: "Teddy likes you very much, Ellen, and we want you to be his godfather. "

"Me?!" The young man was stunned: "But we just met today for the first time!!" Shouldn't someone you know well be the godfather?

"You are the most suitable."

Lupine shook his shoulders gently but firmly, and Teddy was already happily hugging him and calling Godfather.The young man had no choice but to nod in agreement, then turned around, and the red hair that had been hiding around the hut every day in recent days flashed before his eyes again.He quickly sent the little guy who was stuck to him into Draco's arms, and the next moment someone had appeared in front of the red hair, blocking his retreat.

"you……"

"I'm sorry. I know I'm not welcome here," Ron eagerly cut off Harry's words, turning his head slightly, not daring to look at his friend's clear eyes without any impurities, "I just want to see how you are...Of course I'm not qualified to say such things either. I'll leave right away and never disturb you. "

"Wait……"

The young man rushed to catch it but was still a step behind.He just wanted to ask if he didn't show up every day after Hermione left because he didn't know his wife had gone to work! !He slowly withdrew his hand, walked slowly to Draco's side, and looked up and down his calm and serious expression with magical eyes:

"I'm curious, how on earth does someone as serious as you become friends with people who speak and behave weirdly? They..."

Before he finished speaking, the young man suddenly fell down without warning.