[HP] Riddle's Spirit Behind

What Eleanor didn't expect was that the Avery family arrived in a hurry the next morning.

"I can't believe it...is it really you, Eleanor?" Avery stared at her, completely unaware that the baby girl was spitting bubbles all over his shirt.

"Yes, it's me." Eleanor replied with a smile.

"Oh, God, are you really not a ghost?" Cloris stared at her with disbelief.

Eleanor went over and gave her a hug.

"Sorry to worry you," she said with a smile, "but I'm really not a ghost."

"It's like a dream." Avery still maintained that sluggish look, he murmured, "...you will really become a legend, Eleanor."

They then announced to Eleanor that they were married.

"Come and meet little Eleanor Byrne," said Cloures, smiling to Eleanor. "Come and give her a hug."

"Can you?" Eleanor opened her eyes slightly.

"Of course," replied Cloures, "she will like you, you two have the same name."

Eleanor swallowed, looking at the baby girl a little nervously.She has always been very bad at dealing with small children.For some reason, she always accidentally made children cry.

She took little Eleanor as carefully as a ticking time bomb.

"...Hi." She grinned stiffly at the baby girl.

Little Eleanor raised her head, her blue eyes fixed on Eleanor intently.

Just when Eleanor thought nervously that she was going to cry, the baby girl giggled.

"Look, I knew she'd like you," said Cloures, smiling.

Eleanor was stunned for a moment, the little baby girl's smiling face touched a soft place in her heart.She couldn't help but kissed the baby girl on the forehead, and then showed a gentle smile.

"You're going to be a little beauty when you grow up, aren't you?" she whispered to the baby girl.

At this time, Avery came over suddenly and put his hand on his wife's shoulder.He smiled and looked at Eleanor. "And you will be a good mother, Eleanor."

Eleanor was stunned for a moment.

a good mother

She never imagined that she would one day be a mother.

Cloris kissed his daughter on the cheek before handing her over to his father.

Avery held the baby girl up high and made faces to make her laugh; Cloris looked at them with a slight curve of his mouth.

Looking at the family of three, Eleanor suddenly realized that Avery and Cloris had become real adults.

They already have families of their own and responsibilities that must be borne.Avery looked a lot more mature than she had been a few years ago, and the arrogance on Cloures's face was gone, and she looked like a good, gentle wife and mother now.

On the road of life, they have left Eleanor far, far away.

After lunch, they were about to leave.

Avery only took half a day off, while Cloris needed to take little Eleanor to St. Mungo's Hospital for a physical examination.

"She's just a little unstable, and she's not sick." Avery said to Eleanor, "Don't worry."

"She will become an excellent witch." Eleanor smiled and pinched the baby girl's cheek.

"Pop." Little Eleanor uttered an unintelligible syllable at her, and then started giggling again.

"It looks like she really likes you," Avery said.

Before leaving the door, Avery stopped suddenly.

He turned around and looked at Eleanor behind him.

"I've said it once, but I want to say it again," he said. "I'm glad you're alive, very happy."

"Thank you." Eleanor smiled a little tiredly.

After seeing off the Avery family, Eleanor planned to go out to the nearby towns to buy some necessities for life.

She wandered around until late in the evening before coming back.She had just walked near the door when she saw a black car parked in front of the house.

Then she saw a man in a black robe standing in her yard.

She recognized him immediately by his light blond hair.

"Abraxas!" She waved his name loudly.

Abraxas turned around slowly, and the moment he saw Eleanor, his expression froze.

"It's really you!" Panting, Eleanor pushed open the yard door and came to him with a smile, "Avery said you were in France, I thought you wouldn't—"

But her words were cut off.

Abraxas took a step forward and hugged her tightly.

"It can't be true," he whispered hoarsely in her ear.

The bag in Eleanor's hand immediately fell to the ground.She reached out and patted his shoulder tenderly.

"Sorry." She said softly.

It took a while before Abraxas let go of his arms, and stared at her firmly with red eye circles.

"It's really you, isn't it? Tell me, Eleanor..." he murmured, "This is not a dream, nor is it a hallucination."

"Yes, this is not a dream, nor is it a hallucination." Eleanor smiled gently, and then turned around in a circle, "See? I have a shadow and feet. I am real."

But Eleanor suddenly froze, because Abraxas suddenly hugged her again.She clearly felt the warm liquid wet her cheeks.

"Abu, are you crying?" she whispered in surprise.

But Abraxas didn't answer, but hugged her even tighter.

Eleanor hesitated for a moment, then slowly stretched out her hand, wanting to pat his back to comfort him.

"I should go." Abraxas said suddenly with a hoarse voice.Then, he let go of her and took half a step back.

"So fast?" Eleanor was surprised. "Let's stay for dinner. I just learned how to make stew from Cloris."

"No." He replied, but still stared intently at Eleanor's face, as if afraid that she would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Eleanor stared at him, and sighed slightly again: "I'm sorry, Abu. It's hard for me to imagine what you have been through during this time... You must be very sad because of me. If there is anything I can do... ..."

"No, that's not your fault. You don't need to do anything," Abraxas interrupted her.He was silent for a moment, his Adam's apple rolled, and he said hoarsely: "As long as you are still alive... Other than that, I don't need anything anymore."

Eleanor smiled again, "Thank you, Abu." She took a deep breath, trying to break the somewhat sad atmosphere, "Are you sure you really don't plan to stay for dinner?"

"No." Abraxas whispered, "I have to get back before dark."

Eleanor suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, I heard from Avery that you're getting married soon." She said with a smile, "Is that true?"

"Yes." Abraxas replied.

He suddenly showed a forced smile, and this was the first time Eleanor saw him smile tonight.

"Next month," he said, "we're going to get married next month."

"Really? That's really great. But, it looks like you have to add one more person to the guest list." Eleanor grinned.

"Yes, of course I will," he replied with a smile. "I'll owl you the invitation."

Watching the black car go away, the smile on Eleanor's face gradually disappeared.

It turns out that not only Avery, but Abraxas is also getting married.The feeling of being left far away from before was back.

She suddenly had a vague premonition that they would never return to the past.Memories about Hogwarts suddenly became distant, but yesterday, they were still as clear as if they had just happened.

Only then did she clearly realize that time had passed quietly without her knowing it.Something had to change...even if she refused to admit it.

Over the next two days, she gave the entire house a thorough cleaning and bought new curtains and sheets.

After two lonely days, the weekend finally arrived.

On Saturday morning, she slowly opened her eyes, but felt a warm breath coming from behind her.

She turned around and was surprised to see the dark-haired man lying sideways behind her.He was pillowing on his coat, with one hand on Eleanor's loose long hair and the other on her arm.

— When did he come here?

She squinted her eyes and looked out the window, when the sky was just beginning to turn white.

Then he must have come before dawn.she thought.

Then she carefully took Tom's hand away, turned to face him, and gently covered him with her thin blanket.

Tom suddenly frowned and let out an indistinct dream, and at the same time curled up again.He frowned tightly, as if he was having a long nightmare.

He looked very different from when he was awake.

At this time, he seemed more fragile and sensitive.In fact, almost no one had ever seen him like this—except Eleanor.

Eleanor stretched out her hand to gently caress his pale and thin cheeks, looking at his seemingly harmless sleeping face with some fascination.

"...I'm here. Don't worry," she murmured.

She didn't know whether it was an illusion or something, but she always felt that Tom's frown had relaxed a lot.

She put her arms around his shoulders carefully, resting her forehead on his chin.

She could clearly see Tom's warm, gentle breath on her hair.

Gradually, she felt a strong drowsiness again, and soon fell asleep unconsciously.

When Eleanor woke up, Tom was no longer in bed.

She lifted the thin blanket off her body and got up from the bed.She walked out of the room, but smelled the aroma of food coming from the kitchen.

Rubbing her eyes and yawning, she walked into the kitchen.Then she was startled to see Tom standing by the hearth.

"You're awake." He turned around and said calmly.

"I never knew you could cook." Eleanor looked at him curiously—he was busy putting fried eggs on the plate.

"Unfortunately, I will only do the simplest." He chuckled and placed the plate on the bar in front of Eleanor.

Eleanor looked at the breakfast in front of her—fried eggs, sausage, and fried tomatoes.Although it is very simple, it is already very good for her.

The author has something to say: So this is actually a chapter full of family atmosphere... Tom is always incompatible with such an atmosphere~╮(╯▽╰)╭