The Son of Light of the Snake House

Time seemed to pass quickly, and that was for Sirius.

Since he was reborn and returned to the past, everything seemed to be going smoothly for him.His homework was easy, and he even re-recognized James as his good friend, was elected as the Slytherin prefect, and even when he proposed to his father, "We shouldn't believe Voldemort's nonsense, we can't trust him." His father didn't reprimand him much, but told him he would think about it.

Sirius sat on the lawn, looking at the clouds in the sky. The clouds in Hogwarts have always been beautiful, and the weather has always been very good. Recently, he always felt that something was wrong, but he really couldn't find it.

"Hey! Brother!" James sat down next to him: "Why are you here again?"

"Feeling a little bored?" Sirius answered him.

"It's okay, I think time passes too slowly." James also imitated him to look at the sky, and raised one hand to block the sun.

"You still feel that time is passing too slowly?" Sirius teased him.

"Of course, class is too boring, I want to go to Li...oh!" James covered his mouth: "Didn't you hear?"

"Let me guess, Lily?" Sirius smiled. "The Gryffindor girl?"

"How did you know?"

"You see the light in her eyes, brother."

"Okay, okay. But I'm still chasing her, you know, a girl's little reserve, but there's a Slytherin beside her..."

"I know." Sirius lay down on the ground: "Snape, right? But don't worry, Lily only likes you."

"Really?" James immediately beamed with joy, and became suspicious again: "How do you know it's called Snape? Are you...huh?" He bumped into Sirius: "I don't discriminate against you."

"Go, go, go and do your work." Sirius chased him away with a smile and cursing.

So that was wrong and disappeared.

…………

Not long after, he received a letter, and at this time he was about to graduate.

The letter was from my father, bringing good news: Voldemort was dead.

This news was too absurd, but it clearly appeared before his eyes, and he hurriedly continued to look down.

Father's letter was as simple as ever, even if the content was surprising.

"Professor Dumbledore launched a manhunt with the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic some time ago, and they seem to have succeeded.

The Dark Mark is gone, and he probably won't have the day to return to the wizarding world. "

Holding the letter like this, Sirius stood in front of the window for a whole night.For some reason, he wanted to cry and laugh at the same time.

It wasn't until the early morning sun hit Sirius's face that he realized that he rushed downstairs like flying, and found Dumbledore in the auditorium.

"What's the matter? Sirius?" He didn't look very old.

"... Voldemort still has hidden Horcruxes," whispered Sirius.

Dumbledore seemed surprised for a moment, but immediately restrained himself: "I see."

Sirius turned around in a daze, and when he sat on the long table in Slytherin, he found Snape sitting opposite him.

Snape lowered his head as usual, looking autistic, he seemed to be aware of Sirius' gaze, raised his head suddenly, smiled at him, and immediately lowered his head again.

The smile was so weird that Sirius got goosebumps all over his body instantly, but it seemed meaningless, so he had to attribute it to his dizziness caused by not sleeping all night.

...............

"Sirius! Are you still sleeping?!"

"!" He jumped up from the bed, and within two seconds, the door was pushed open with a bang.

"Have you forgotten what you promised yesterday? Sirius Black! You said that today you will help your father sort out the family papers!" Mrs. Black slammed her forehead across the door like a bandit. like.

"James has already married a wife and had children. Why haven't you made any noise? You are still his godfather!"

Sirius rubbed his head, replied in a low voice, and then sent his mother away.

Although Voldemort died early and his father and mother were still alive, her mother has let herself go even more in the past two years.

His own problems seemed to be more serious.

He's been hearing other voices in his head lately.It was not too serious at the beginning, it was just like a buzzing sound, which was easily ignored, but as time went on, the sound was also getting louder, and now it has almost reached a level that cannot be ignored and affects sleep .

Those are all human voices.

They kept talking, muttering, and shouting.Men, women, old people, children... Even in dreams, you can vaguely see their mouths opening and closing, but you don't know what they are saying.

The result of poor rest is naturally that the body is getting worse day by day.

But Sirius had to go to his father's appointment first.

"Father, I..." Sirius knocked on the door, pushed the door open and walked in.

Orion sat at his desk and smiled at him strangely: "Are you here?"

His lips opened and closed, which seemed to coincide with the echo in his head, and they said in unison: "Are you here?"

"Sirius? Sirius?"

"Ah! What?" He suddenly came back to his senses, and his father stood in front of him, waving his hands in doubt: "Are you okay?"

"I'm okay... at least I'm okay now." It seemed to be a hallucination just now.Thinking of this, Sirius focused his eyes on his father's face.

It feels like...something is wrong...

He shook his head, he has business to do today.

...............

"Brother? Is it convenient to chat?" Sirius raised his head, and Regulus stood at the door.

"Of course," he replied, and they went out into the yard together.

Regulus can be said to be the person around him who feels the most normal at the moment. When standing next to him, Sirius can feel relaxed and quiet that he hasn't seen for a long time, and those annoying voices in his head have disappeared.

"Is there anything important?" Sirius asked him, the dark sky dotted with a few stars.

"It's nothing...but I'm a little worried about you." Regulus said.

"Really? Are you sure you're not worried about my inheritance?" Sirius joked.

"You know, brother, I won't do this, I don't care about the family." Regulus frowned.

Sirius froze for a moment: "You don't care? But you clearly..." He stopped the car.

"What was it before?" Regulus raised his eyebrows: "You pushed yourself too hard, which would worry us who love you."

"I'm really okay." Sirius said: "I also want to do better for you."

"You know that's not what we're talking about."

"?"

Regulus' eyes were as deep as the sky: "Did you really not find it?" He changed the question again: "Have you found the answer?"

"What are you talking about?" Sirius became a little impatient, those voices returned to his brain, and he even felt that weird smiling face appeared on the bark in the yard: "What are you talking about? Ray Gulles!"

"Not enough time, brother." Regulus shook his head: "If you can't find it anymore, you will miss it. Time is not enough." He stared at Sirius with a disappointed expression: "You haven't found it yet."

Regulus got up and left.

That night, Sirius had a night of nightmares.In the dream, everyone was staring at him, repeating the phrase "there's not enough time." Then a group of people who couldn't see clearly stood in the same position and said, "Wake up—"

"I can't hear you clearly!" Sirius patted the bed violently, waking himself up.

He sat blankly for a long time, and finally went to James' house.

"You're finally here?" His friend smiled happily, "Come and see your godson!"

He hugged a white and tender child, drooling from the corner of his mouth, looking very cute.

Sirius stroked the child's forehead slowly: "He..."

"Hey, you actually know it's "him"?Obviously I haven't told you the gender - it's a little boy, I call him Harry!Harry Potter!What do you think of the name? "

"...a good name..." Sirius' fingers unconsciously drew a bolt of lightning on the child's forehead, and then immediately, the lightning split into his brain.

"He's right." Sirius murmured, "He's right, there's no time..."

"What?" James raised his head in doubt, and moved the child closer: "Harry, what's wrong with your godfather?"

The child was babbling, but Sirius pushed him away mercilessly: "He's not Harry." He stared closely at the child's forehead: "He's not Harry."

"What are you talking about, Sirius, Harry is my son!" James emphasized.

"Harry is the Boy Who Lived, the one most likely to end Voldemort, a good boy with a scar on his head." Sirius took a step back after saying a word: "He's not Harry, and you're not James, you've... ..."

"... died long ago on the night of Voldemort's invasion." His voice was inaudible, and he turned around and ran away, completely ignoring James' shouts behind him.

He Apparated back home.The house was very quiet, but every time he took a step, the place he passed was immediately covered with a layer of dust, the furniture became old and dilapidated, holes were scalded in several places on the family tree, and there was an extra sheet of cloth covering the entrance. up portrait.

Sirius had no time to think about this, he ran upstairs and stood beside his bedroom.Only his door is new and gorgeous.Sirius took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

Regulus was sitting in front of the table, when he heard the voice and looked back, a strange smile appeared on his face.

"You found it." He said firmly.

"Yes, I found it." Sirius stayed at the door, sizing up his younger brother greedily, but his mouth didn't stop for a moment: "I haven't gone back to the past at all, I've just been living in a fantasy."

"I'm such a coward, Regulus... I can't save you, I don't understand you, and in the end I can only leave myself to accept this bitter fruit."

"But you still have a chance." Regulus smiled: "You can still live for us, we all love you."

On the surrounding portraits are all the faces, their mouths opened and closed, silently saying: "Wake up."

"You see, they think so too." Regulus spread his hands.

"Brother, you should go out."

Sirius wanted to speak, but felt that his throat was blocked: "But, you... I will never see you again... I can't bear to-" hot tears appeared in his eyes, blurring his vision, he He wiped it desperately, but couldn't clean it.

"It's hard for me to see you again... I will never... I can't..."

"There is always a feast that never ends." Regulus said: "We have done so much, don't we just hope that you will survive for us?"

"As long as we live in your memory, we will exist forever."

Regulus took two steps forward and walked across from Sirius: "Give me a hug, brother."

"... Regulus." He opened his arms and embraced his younger brother: "I love you, all of you, forever."

"Me too, brother, I've never regretted that decision." Regulus hugged him back, warmth came from Sirius' shoulder.

"……I know."

"It's time to say goodbye, brother."

"...Goodbye, Regulus."

never see again.

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The dazzling light shone into Sirius' eyes, and he moved uncomfortably, and then, there was a scream from the side.

"He's awake!"

"He's awake!"

"Sirius is awake!" The voice came like a wave, forcing Sirius to open his eyes, he seemed to be lying on a bed.When I raised my hand, I could see my bony arms and palms.

"Godfather!" A shadow rushed in and plunged into his arms: "You finally woke up!"

Sirius held the boy down, his skinny arms were full of strength, he lifted his bangs, and stroked the lightning-shaped scar on his head over and over again.

"...?" Harry was confused.

Dumbledore came in through the door: "Are you all right? My child? How do you feel now?"

Sirius opened his mouth, his voice hoarse, but he didn't care: "I had a long, long dream, Professor."

"Is it a good dream?" Dumbledore asked him.

"It's very good, it's great, it's great." He said, curling the corner of his mouth, but his heart was numb with pain: "Okay, I don't even want to wake up."

"Then how did you wake up?"

"I dreamed that Harry failed his final exam and woke up with a fright."

"Hey! I won't fail!" Harry said, making everyone laugh.

Sirius also smiled happily, a few hot tears slipped from the corners of his eyes and disappeared on the snow-white sheets, the wet marks formed a strange smiling face, just like what he had often seen before.

He is really back.

He will never go back.

The author has something to say:

It was fine when I came, and I can’t go back (sorry for my unreasonable association)

I can't find the feeling in the front, but I suddenly find that it can be abused in the back!So he tortured himself heartily, and managed to shed tears for himself.

Sirius was hit by a fatal spell, so he fell into a coma, and in the coma, he subconsciously wanted to make up for everything, so he was elected into Slytherin, Voldemort died, and his family was alive.

But a fake is always a fake.His consciousness wanted to sink, but others wanted him to survive, so he survived.And once again lost forever.

At least he still has his own godson!

感谢在2021-07-2716:43:00~2021-07-2802:57:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of wigs; 8 bottles of Fogg; 5 bottles of ink;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!