[HP] Shh, it's a secret

No matter what happened in every corner of Hogwarts the night before, night tour was caught, sleepless night, good or bad, whether it will have an amazing effect on the future... The darkness will still leave, and the dawn will still come.

By the next morning, before having to turn into a snake, Harry stared at Draco's face until the marker couldn't take it anymore, put on his shoes and stomped on it and turned back to stare back. he.

"What's the matter, Potter?"

"You - didn't you sleep again yesterday?" The young savior looked hesitant but hit the nail on the head unexpectedly, "Draco, I think you should get a good night's sleep, really."

Draco was wearing his tie unhurriedly, squinting at Harry and speaking slowly, "Potter, do you know what I think? I think you should be a snake, really."

"You really don't look..." Harry wanted to say something more, but he flinched when he met Draco's cold gaze, "Well, if you insist." As soon as the words fell, his body spun quickly , when the light of the spell completely dissipated, only a snake as thick as a thumb remained on the floor.

Out of some inexplicable emotion, after finishing dressing, Draco still walked to the oval floor-to-ceiling mirror at the foot of the bed, which he had neglected for a long time.Looking at the man in the mirror, Draco frowned, he thought maybe Potter was right, he really deserved a good night's sleep, look at that damn...

"Don't look at it, it's just dark circles." The mirror suddenly cracked a crack and turned into a mouth.

Draco stared at the slit (mouth?).Three seconds later, he turned his back on it.The wand appeared in his hand, and an obscure spell was uttered. After turning back, the black marks around the eye sockets in the mirror disappeared without a trace.

Draco pulled the corners of his lips reluctantly, a perfect local neglect spell.But it still couldn't cover up the excessive paleness, thinness and sickness of the whole face.What do you expect from sleepless nights in a row, Draco lowered his eyes, and wisely turned away before the mirror cracked again.

While striding towards the door Draco's Flying Curse summoned his textbooks, opened the door, there was an eager hiss in his ears, Draco closed the door again, he thought he might have forgotten something .What is it?

Twirling the wand in his hand, Draco aimed it at the floor—you know, he was already proficient at using the silent version of the Flying Curse, but one morning, when he found He changed his mind when he was able to summon the Animagus' savior with the Flying Charm and made a sound, yes, he really wanted to add a "loud sound" if he could.I really hope that one day, in full view of everyone, he can do the same—

"Harry Potter coming."

Breakfast at Hogwarts is the same.The first class of Potions, adhering to the tenet of no big mistakes, nothing good, old lantern Slughorn's Potions improvement class is still so drowsy.Draco sat in the second-to-last row of the classroom as usual, with Goyle and Crabbe in front.There was no one next to him. In fact, since the last time he was called back to today, the position next to him, especially the right side, has always been vacant.No one dared approach, including Pansy.Parkinson's.

"Draco, can you refill it in a glass bottle?" Miss Parkinson asked cautiously, looking at what was being wrapped around Draco's wrist during recess.

Draco was leaning on the classroom windowsill at that time.

"I'm sorry Pencey, it's out of my jurisdiction," he said.He didn't deliberately lower his voice, so the surrounding Slytherins heard and understood, and then turned pale one by one.Draco was very pleased with the effect of this round of conversation, and he turned his head to the side, the sun was shining outside the window.

The next few days were as routine as breakfast at Hogwarts.On days like this when there was no calling, Draco's life was a cycle of dormitories, classrooms, libraries, and great halls, and as for confinement, since his confinement had been changed to Amycus.After Carlo's first day of execution, he never visited again.No one would object, not even the Dark Lord.

Only at night is the hardest. The curfew starting at eight o'clock makes all the students miserable. What else can they do but stay in the common room stupidly, and there is always enough time in the common room.Therefore, there will always be people who can't bear the loneliness and try night tours, and there are all grades in all colleges; therefore, there are four newly opened classrooms for confinement on the second floor of the castle.

Of course there wouldn't be Draco, but nights were a thousand times harder for him than for others, especially when he had nothing to do.It seems to be back to the time when the summer vacation of the sixth grade started, and I was haunted by nightmares.

No, maybe not a nightmare.

Draco sat up in bed, pushing back his hair irritably.

After the portrait of the night he visited Gryffindor, he would dream every night, but every time he couldn't recall his dreams after waking up.

The rustling sound reached his eardrums, and he didn't need to think that it must have been made by the person living on his sofa.Draco moved his fingers, and a crack opened in the heavy curtain.

"What's the matter, Potter?"

Harry turned over from the sofa and scratched his hair: "I want to see Ron and Hermione, especially Ron."

"Oh?" Draco raised an eyebrow.

"I noticed!" Harry threw off the blanket, put on his slippers, and began to walk up and down the room uneasily, "Ron, he...isn't well. He had an argument with Ginny yesterday afternoon, and you heard Is it there? I bet it won't be the first time and certainly won't be the last, I know her."

"Her?" Draco suddenly felt interested.

"Well—she," said Harry, "Ginny is a...well...stubborn girl. She knows Ron left with me, and now it's only Ron... ..."

Draco nodded knowingly: "You are afraid that Weasley will not be able to hold on and leak..."

"No, Ron, he won't." Harry interrupted him, feeling that it seemed impolite to do so, he shook his shoulders uncomfortably, "I want to see them, I can go by myself, quietly, Bring an invisibility cloak and a map and no one will notice, I promise."

"You promise? What guarantee?" Draco stared at Harry's face and sneered mercilessly, "I'm so sorry Mr. Potter, your credit has been bankrupt from the moment you appeared in Dumbledore gone."

"Draco—" Harry's voice softened, with helplessness and guilt.

Draco ignored it, and the curtain was drawn back.Just when Harry thought that what he just talked about had no turning point and was about to lie back on the sofa, the dark green curtain between him and Draco was pulled away again.He stared blankly at Draco who had changed into his school uniform and was wearing leather shoes, a little bit dumbfounded.

"I know where they are, give me the Invisibility Cloak, Potter," Draco told him.

Wearing Potter's invisibility cloak and walking through the cold corridors of the castle, Draco frowned, surprised by his behavior.He was going to say no, and in fact he did at first.So what prompted him to get out of his bed at such a late night?Draco didn't think about it any more, he just felt that the answer would not be what he wanted.

All the way to the outside of the Room of Response without any danger.Draco walked around the white wall three times first, and when the doorknob that should have appeared did not appear, he knew that the person Potter was looking for must be inside.He drew out his wand and tapped it on the white wall, then squeezed the magic coin in his hand.If his guess was correct, the other one should be in Hermione by now.Granger's hand.

A door suddenly appeared on the white wall, and Draco opened it and walked in, taking off his cloak as it closed.

"Malfoy, why are you alone?" Ron looked over Draco's shoulder, "Where's Harry? You didn't bring him?"

"Ron!" Hermione came out and gave Ron a disapproving look, then smiled awkwardly at Draco, "Please don't mind Malfoy, Ron didn't mean it."

"Preconception is a common problem of Gryffindors, I understand." Draco opened his sleeves, and with a flick of his wrist, a black thing fell to the floor, turning into Harry.Porter.ron.Weasley and Hermione.Granger was like two winds, passing Draco one after the other, screaming and hugging Potter.

Draco stepped back without a trace and leaned against the wall. The scene in front of him made him feel a bit obtrusive. The Gryffindor friendship was as frank, explicit and warm as their representative colors.Just being so close made him a little unbearable, Draco didn't look at it, he didn't want to look or listen.

But some people are destined not to let him wander out.After caring for each other, Gryffindor's golden trio quickly dragged Draco into their discussion.

"Malfoy, is this true?"

Draco was in a daze for a moment, he didn't know when these three people were standing in front of him, he didn't even pay attention to what Granger was asking him just now.

"what?"

"Did you really take Harry to meet... the You-Know-Who?" Hermione repeated softly.

"Well," Draco said, "it was two weeks ago."

"Merlin's beard——Harry, you're still alive!" Ron opened his eyes wide and slapped Harry's shoulder heavily. Harry was staggered when he didn't check for a while, and even his glasses were tilted to the side The bridge of the nose fell off.

Hermione also widened her eyes and shook her head, with the same expression of disbelief.

"It's incredible, how did you do it?"

Draco thought it was a bit funny, and he wanted to entertain the part about Harry swallowing the mouse, but Harry seemed to know what he was going to say and changed the subject first.

"I'll tell you about that next time, there are more important things." Harry rubbed his nose and pretended not to notice Draco's playful expression, "I saw the big snake of You-Know-Who, but I didn't find the golden cup."

Hermione and Ron looked at each other, found a place and sat down in a tacit understanding.

"It must be hidden somewhere, he wouldn't be so stupid to take all the remaining Horcruxes with him, that would be too stupid." Hermione silently analyzed.

"Yeah... well - I thought so too," agreed Ron.

"Any clues?" Hermione looked up at Harry and then at Draco.To her disappointment, they were both shaking their heads.

"By the way, you can hack into his brain, Harry, go and see his brain." Ron jumped up, excited by his genius idea.But he didn't expect that, because of his words, the faces of the other three people all changed.No matter how slow he was, when he waited for almost a minute and didn't get a response, he still reacted.

"You...what's the matter?" Ron asked cautiously.

"It's nothing Ron, it's nothing." Hermione stood up, "The method is very good, but it can't be used until the end."

"Why?" Ron asked.

Hermione sighed and explained patiently: "The connection can also be reversed, that is to say, the mysterious man can also see Harry, in case Harry makes a mistake when checking the mysterious man's memory and prevents him from using the brain defense technique in time. , not only Harry will be unlucky..." Hermione gave Draco a complicated look, "Even Malfoy will be exposed."

Ron was stunned for a second, then gasped, staring blankly at Draco, his mouth opened and closed: "I... I didn't expect that."

"No one expected you to think of that either," Draco said.

"you--"

Seeing that the atmosphere was about to become tense again, Hermione immediately stood up again.

"Malfoy, they say you like men?"

Draco just felt a twitch in his stomach, how many days, how many days, someone turned this out in front of his face.For a moment, he wanted to slam the door and leave, but when his hand touched the doorknob, a strange emotion prompted him to turn back and uttered a word so regretful that he wanted to eat himself.

"Maybe." he said.

"W-what?" Hermione's eyes widened.

"You you you you..." Ron was completely incoherent.

Harry was not much better, he was stunned and shook slightly.

"I said I'm not sure!" Draco decided to break the can, "I don't know, maybe, maybe, probably."

"Oh——" Ron cleared his throat, and it turned out that he was the first to recover from the shock, "Man, well, it's fine."

"Fine, you think it's fine?" Hermione raised her voice to an unbelievable height, "A man, Ron, and Malfoy is a man himself!"

"There's nothing wrong with it. There's nothing wrong with two men. I heard from my mother that although there are not many such things, there are such things. If they want, they can still register with the Ministry of Magic to get married, except that they can't have children." Ron's voice Also growing bigger, seems to be enjoying the moment when all eyes are on him.

"Register... get married... have a baby..." Hermione shook her head and stepped back, her brown eyes were nailed to Ron's face like nails, and the eyeballs became brighter and brighter, "how to give birth , use the stomach? What should I do when the child grows up, won’t the stomach burst? Then how will it be born? The stomach will be broken or from..."

"Oh Hermione! Are you sure your parents are just dentists and not doctors who deliver babies?" Ron yelled unbearably, "I just said that you can't have a baby! No way! But you can adopt one... ..."

Draco, who had been completely thrown aside, couldn't bear to cover his eyes with one hand, and his feet could no longer support his body, so he had to lean against the wall again.He doesn't think about anything now, he just wants to get out of here, away from these three Gryffindors.Damn, what a mess!He told the truth to a few Gryffindors because his head was squeezed by the door, and Gryffindors were as unreliable as their portraits!

Wait, portrait? !

Some images flashed by, too fast to catch.Draco narrowed his eyes in annoyance.

"What's wrong with you?" Harry asked him.His words were the best pointing spell, and the other two who were arguing now also turned their attention to Draco.

Draco had the urge to lean against the wall again, and the next moment he wanted to cut his own tongue, because he told the truth again, and it was still the most difficult thing for him to say... to the three Gryffindors... …

"I don't know, I think my memory may have been tampered with," Draco said.

"Memory? Is it all forgotten?" The brown-haired witch narrowed her eyes, absolutely hitting the nail on the head.

Draco's face paled for a moment.

"Someone made you forget who you like, so you said 'maybe' just now?" Hermione pressed on.Draco's face turned from white to black, and he couldn't look straight at all.Under such circumstances, Harry, who saw everything in his eyes, couldn't help covering his forehead. Sometimes he wished so much that his female friend would not be so sensitive.

"You're a genius, Hermione," Ron yelled, adding fuel to the fire.Harry covered his entire face.

"Any suspicious candidates?" Hermione asked.

Draco shook his head, even just Severus.Snape's entire name had floated in front of his eyes.If it was him, he would forget everything, why?Can't figure it out.

While Draco was struggling secretly, Hermione paced slowly with her arms folded, and began to show her reasoning ability: "It can't be the Mysterious Man, or the Death Eater, otherwise it can't be the Oblivion Curse, which put you The best choice is to control the person you like, which will make you more determined... So that person either likes you and doesn't want to see you like others; or he cares about you and doesn't want you to be tied up because of the relationship. Pan West Parkinson?"

Draco shook his head sullenly, feeling insulted.If it was really Parkinson, he would have already broken the spell with that level of magic power.

"So it's your mother?"

Draco froze for a few seconds, then shook his head again.If it's his mother, it's better to say it's his father, but it doesn't make sense, his parents don't make fun of his memory.

Here, Hermione frowned fiercely, she looked at the floor and then at the ceiling, then stared at Draco's face just like she stared at Ron just now, and scanned back and forth, if Draco was a Muggle and he would have immediately thought of the word radar.A not-so-good premonition rose in Draco's heart.really--

"Malfoy, have you ever thought that it might be yourself."

For a moment, Draco felt struck by lightning, especially when he caught a glimpse of the thoughtful expression on Potter's face.

"Impossible." He immediately denied, "There is no reason."

"No reason?" Hermione smiled. "Is protecting him a reason? You must know that Harry decided to break up with Ginny for this reason."

"Hey—" Harry said in distress, but Hermione stared him shut. (Shot while lying down?)

Draco's mind was a little confused, and he actually began to think that Hermione's words made sense!The current situation and his character may...maybe...

"No, that's not right!" Draco shook his head heavily, "If it were really me, what I would do would definitely not be forgetting about myself, but forgetting about the person I like."

boom--

Draco froze there—

If it was really Snape...

If today's inferences are all true...

Was it because Snape liked him...

What the hell is going on with the bulging from the chest...

The author has something to say: I didn’t update it again yesterday, because of Kawen’s…

This chapter is 5000+, it’s an apology

The young master's thinking was distorted to a completely different direction after going through so many times... You must know that the professor just made him forget those memories that made the young master have a good impression of him -0-!I suddenly looked forward to the next article o(╯□╰)o