Savior? No!I just want to stay home

Before Harry could fully open his eyes, he noticed the striking platinum gold in the night in front of the window.So the heavy mood suddenly turned into a funny one——Malfoy, he really is a shining existence no matter when and where~

"Lucius..."

He shook his swollen head, rubbed his eyes and sat up from the big soft bed under him, but the next moment he woke up instantly because of the other party's words.

"I don't know when Father allowed you to call him by his Christian name, Potter."

Harry stared blankly at the young man with the same platinum-blond hair in front of him—well, he was a very familiar man, and he was indeed a Malfoy.Suppressing the churning and messy thoughts in his heart, he sighed softly, and greeted the person opposite:

"Malfoy? Long time no see..."

Draco looked at the almost unrecognizable old enemy in front of him with complicated eyes. After a long while, he raised his chin and answered in an aria:

"Long time no see. I allow you to call me Draco, Harry."

What a shameful etiquette, even calling one's own Christian name without permission.Harry pouted, thinking in his heart whether he should educate Draco's father well, but when he thought of that person, his heart sank, so he had to press those memories hard again. Hold on, force yourself not to think about it.

Well, if it was the real savior, Draco really didn't need to ask for advice in advance if he wanted to call him by his Christian name - it would be weird if he did.Thinking of this, Harry slightly nodded at the other party.

"Okay, Draco."

He couldn't really say "My pleasure, Draco." Knowing that he was someone's son.

He looked around for a while, and confirmed where he was - if he read correctly, this should be Draco's bedroom in Malfoy Manor.Then speak again:

"Can you explain to me, Draco? How did I appear here? You saved me?"

He was referring to the time he disappeared in the Great Hall of the Ministry of Magic.

"No." Draco shook his head decisively in denial. "At that time, even Dad couldn't do anything about it, let alone me." He used his ice-blue eyes to scrutinize Harry skillfully and carefully again—when the other party appeared in his room and was unconscious For a while, he has done this action countless times—and then said in a long, slow tone: "Before you ask me, shouldn't you first explain how you made yourself Become... like a ghost?"

???

Harry lowered his head in confusion, touched the hair that fell on his chest and grew a lot for some reason, and then looked at his translucent body, which was obviously in the state of "Floating", with a dull expression for a while, and suddenly revealed a big smile.

"It really looks like a 'ghost'." He bared his small white teeth, "I just drank myopia and hair restorer."

"I really haven't heard that these two potions have the effect of making people transparent when used together." Draco narrowed his eyes, raised his eyebrows and looked at Harry with a smirk. "Moreover, it will cause damage to the brain... So you have shrunk back the age of your body? What's more serious is that you are happy to see your 'transparent' ghost appearance...Are you sure your brain is not broken? Lose?"

Of course happy, because it means that his body is still there - of course "over there", since he has done so many things and Draco still called himself "Potter" when we first met, then he It must be another parallel world instead of "Once upon a time".Thinking of the possibility of going back, Harry smiled heartlessly with ease.

"What I just said is the reason for the change in appearance~ I drank the two medicines separately. After drinking myopia, I took off my glasses. That time I looked the most changed. The hair growth agent just makes the hair grow. .”

"..." Can a bottle of myopia bring about such an obvious change?Draco couldn't accept Harry's explanation. "Your pair of troubled glasses are really powerful!" He couldn't help mocking.

"Actually, I didn't expect that either~" Harry shrugged. "As for the physical changes..." He looked at Draco's livid face through his palm with great interest, "I don't know too well, I encountered a little trouble, probably."

"Stop your childish behavior, Potter!" Draco gritted his teeth, "Always so naive... From the first grade to the seventh grade, I always wanted to ask you: Has your brain not developed since the age of 11? Ever?" What the hell was this damn Potter thinking?The hairs on his back stood up!

Perhaps it was because he was unhappy and didn't want to see others feel better, Harry had the idea of ​​teasing this little platinum dragon from the moment he met him, so he faithfully put it into action.

"You already called me 'Harry', why did you change it back~ and you are too harsh, why are you naive? I am obviously pure..."

Draco immediately trembled unbearably, making a "vomit" expression.

Then, the two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

"Speaking of 11 years old, I want to apologize to you, Draco." Harry straightened his expression and said seriously: "I'm sorry for rejecting you so rudely at that time. What it means when someone stretches out their hand."

Draco raised a hand and waved it casually.

"It's nothing. I didn't expect that the 'savior' of the wizarding world would have such a miserable childhood. I only found out about it after reading the newspaper after you disappeared. If I had known that earlier, I would have adjusted my attitude."

After a moment of silence, he began to explain the situation to Harry.

"I slept in the room as usual last night. When I woke up to drink water in the middle of the night, I suddenly felt that something was wrong, and then I saw you there." He pointed to the carpet in front of the coffee table in the house. "I wanted to pat you to wake you up, but after yelling for a long time, you didn't respond, so I had to hug you to the bed."

"...wait, you said 'pat' and 'hug'? So I'm not a ghost?"

"Obviously, you're not a ghost." Draco smirked at Harry. "You have temperature, although the touch feels a bit strange, but I can indeed 'pat' and 'hold' you - but the weight is very light, probably about the same as a piece of parchment, and finally, if your eyes have not yet If they lose their proper function, you should be able to see: you have color! Based on the above description, combined with the family books I have read, I think, you should be a soul body."

After thinking about it for a while, Harry decided not to waste his brain cells after finding that he couldn't figure it out—although he was not sure whether he still had something called "brain cells" in his current state.What surprised him now was something else.

"You actually carried me to 'your' bed, and then ran to stand by the window in the middle of the night?!" This is so weird!And no matter how you think about it, it's not something Draco would do!Could it be that he was also crossed by Lucius?

Countless "#" appeared on Draco's forehead in an instant—what else?Let him lie on the ground?Even though it's September and there's still a thick carpet on the floor, he swears his father will kill him if he finds out!Moreover, he also needs to think about how to deal with this matter - well, he doesn't need to think about it, but he must give the poor man some time to adapt!

"Malfoy wouldn't do such an inelegant behavior of 'standing as punishment', I was thinking about the problem!" He gave Harry a vicious look, thinking that he must have a natural conflict with the surname "Potter"!

"Okay, I won't tease you." Harry grinned, "What kind of serious problem can make a Malfoy give up even beauty sleep. Can you say no? Maybe I can share your worries?" He Blinking his eyes, he said with a serious expression: "Learn to relax, Draco. Otherwise, you will face the crisis of dying in middle age~~~" He swore that he didn't make fun of the other party. description!

"Harry Potter! Take back your idiotic remarks about your brain being completely corroded by slug mucus! I'm not middle-aged. Thank you!!!" Draco couldn't help shouting at Harry anymore—— It was a matter of Malfoy's appearance, he couldn't bear it!

"Okay, I apologize!"

Harry shrugged - since others won't listen, it's useless to talk.Anyway, even if he is bald, it probably won't affect the beauty of a Malfoy...Maybe~

"..." Draco gritted his teeth, and repeatedly warned himself not to be as knowledgeable as an idiot who didn't even have a body, and finally calmed himself down.

"Since you want to know, I'll tell you."

He sat on the sofa by the window, pointed to the opposite side and asked Harry to come and sit down—since he was awake, don’t occupy his bed anymore—then watched Harry “float” with black lines all over his head. The method moves itself over.

He glanced at Harry with a complicated expression, and said slowly:

"I'm thinking about whether you should tell Dad about your appearance in Malfoy Manor."

The smile on Harry's face collapsed in an instant, Lucius...

"Hey!" Draco resented seeing Harry's zombie face when he heard him mention his father. "You don't have to have this expression as soon as you hear me talking about your father. Even if you have been hostile before, I have done more things to you than him! My father is so scary?" If you are so defensive, what will your father do in the future? Pursue him?

There was a flash of pain in Harry's eyes - so fast that Draco didn't notice anything unusual at all.After calming down, he said with a subtle expression:

"Just such a question, you need to think for so long? It's not a time of war, so my presence shouldn't have any bad effects on the Malfoy family, right?"

Harry was really starting to think seriously about having a good talk with Draco - about remaking all aspects of his education.Look at Draco's performance!He was deeply worried about the future of the Malfoy family.

"..." Draco was silent for a second, his expression becoming more complicated. "It's about my parents' marriage, and my choice of 'stepmother'. Of course I need to think about it."

"What... mean..." Harry was shocked on the spot as if struck by lightning, his eyes widened, and he asked in a daze.

"Don't play dumb, Harry! You're not the same as you used to be, so I know you can understand me." Draco gave Harry a blank look, then leaned back on the sofa and breathed a sigh of relief - finally said, He struggled with this problem for half the night!Although the other party is one of the parties involved in the New Year's greetings, it is good for someone to share some of it.

"..." Harry lowered his eyes and fell silent for a while, then said in a low voice, "Mr. Malfoy, now..."

"It's next door, in the master bedroom of the Malfoy family." After a pause, Draco added, "My mother is also here."

Harry pursed his lips, then looked up at Draco.

"Perhaps I could go to the old Black house for a while, and you could act like none of this happened. I'll keep Kreacher from saying a word."

Draco raised his eyebrows and looked at Harry for a while, then said slowly, "Six months after you disappeared, Mom inherited everything from the Black family." He looked Harry up and down and smirked. "And since you appear in the state of a soul body now, Mom is still the real owner of that gloomy old house. As long as you appear there, Mom will definitely know, and Kreacher can't deal with it." She does any concealment."

"Mrs. Malfoy..." Harry lowered his head so that Draco could not see his expression. Even though he knew that Lucius here was different, he couldn't pronounce the title without any strangeness— — Even if the other party is Sissy, whom he likes very much.

"You don't have to take my mother as a hindrance, in fact, it was she who first noticed the strangeness of my father." Draco thought that Harry was guilty, so he began to comfort him with rare kindness - after all, he was also his savior And the future stepmother, it should be comforted. "My mother talked to me before the trial. She originally divorced my father as soon as the lawsuit is over...so don't expect her to hide it for you." Looking at the person in front of him who is very likely to be his stepmother, he suddenly felt Some gloat.

"...Then I'll just go somewhere else." After finishing speaking, Harry stood up and was about to float out of the window--the soul is in a good state, and he can go wherever he wants, even the stairs. No need to go.

"Wait!" Draco hurriedly reached out and grabbed Harry, ignoring the strange touch. "Are you refusing? What's wrong with my dad?!"

Draco was furious when he saw Harry's resolute attitude.He was debating whether he was right, but not whether he should tell Lucius about it like he said to Harry.He was simply struggling - whoever found out that his father's "true love" who was not his mother suddenly appeared in front of him would not be able to calmly accept it right away?If he really wanted to hide it, he wouldn't have kindly carried Harry to his bed—otherwise, it wouldn't make any difference if he slept on the ground or on the bed as a soul body. If his father didn't know, he wouldn't be so angry To kill myself.

"...Draco, that's your mother! What's wrong with her? After she devoted all her youth and hard work to a family, and even raised a child, why should she be abandoned by this family? Even if she has no objection, I can't do that in New Year's greetings. What's more, I am to your father..." Harry gritted his teeth and changed the subject—in any case, he couldn't say that he didn't love Lucius like this if. "And, you see my current situation clearly, how can I do what you think with a soul body?"

"It's just that there is no body, so what's the matter?" Hearing Harry's explanation, Draco became less nervous, and he explained in a lazy tone: "There are many ways to reshape the body that are circulated among the nobles—— From simple to complex, there are many patterns, you are satisfied! Or..." Thinking of some possibility, he narrowed his eyes dangerously. "You already have a sweetheart?"

"..."

"It seems to be... who is she?" Draco's icy blue eyes really seemed to be covered with ice this time. "Don't tell me it's the red-haired girl from the Weasley family, I heard you say you don't love her! I swear by our seven years of confrontation experience, you were telling the truth!"

"...not Ginny, and 'he' instead of 'she'."

Seeing Draco's angry look, Harry not only was not affected by his anger, but softened his expression - as expected of a father and son, Draco and Lucius look so much alike, even angry exactly the same!Shaking his head, he continued:

"So what if I tell you? There's nothing you can do."

Now he can't even do anything by himself...

Seeing Harry's gentle look, the expression on Draco's face became dangerous.

"Who says I can't do anything? It doesn't matter if he's a man or a woman, I'm going to kill him, and then I'll give you a 'forget it'. After that... no one can resist the charm of the Malfoy family!"

"Chi~~~" Harry chuckled, and he waved his hand casually after Draco glared at him. "Leaving aside the fact that 'Forget Nothing' works on souls... Are you sure you can beat your father? Even on the premise of how old he made you?"

"What does this have to do with my dad... what do you mean?" Draco froze suddenly.

"That's what you mean~" Harry waved away Draco's hand that was holding him, and sat down with his back leaning against the window and hugging his knees with a sleepy expression, rolling himself into a small ball.

"...You went back to the past?"

"parallel world."

"...Meet Dad?"

"And your grandfather... and Voldemort."

Hearing that nightmarish name, Draco froze instantly.

Harry rested his head on one of his arms, squinting at Draco.

"You're an adult, Draco. Don't be afraid of unnecessary things like a child. What's more, Voldemort is already a dead man here-I killed He [-] times."

"..." Draco stared at Harry for a while, and said, "Dad is right, you have indeed changed a lot, and I can't keep up with you." Seeing Harry's eyes narrowing, he felt danger He hastily added a sentence. "But—it won't always be like this, I promise!"

"That's about the same." Harry nodded, "Otherwise, I'm going to give you the title of 'The Most Failed Malfoy in a Century', which just matches Abramovich's 'Best Malfoy in a Century'."

Draco didn't care to be angry, in fact, he had already been petrified by the information revealed in Harry's words.

"What do you call my grandfather?"

Harry glanced at Draco and smiled.

"I thought, maybe you'd rather know the title I occasionally use for another person: Voldy - I'm assuming you know who it stands for?"

Harry smiled and watched Draco weathering from petrification...

Sure enough, bullying and bullying small animals is the best way to resolve it when you are in a bad mood.

"Merlin!" When Harry was about to fall asleep waiting, Draco finally came back to his senses. "This world is terrible! I thought, I need a drink, follow me to the study!" He stood up, and pulled Harry, who was almost weightless, towards the door of the bedroom without any effort.

"You drink yours, why did you drag me?" Harry muttered dissatisfiedly, he was sleepy!Moreover, he could run away quickly while Draco was away.

"Why do I want to find drinks in the middle of the night? Since you admit to being my friend, please accompany me!" Platinum Dragon gave Harry a dissatisfied look. "Besides, how do I know if you'll take the opportunity to sneak out while I'm away?" He replied as if he knew what he was thinking. "You disappeared for almost a year before finally reappearing. I have to watch for my father! Otherwise you..."

At the same time as the bedroom door was opened, Draco's nagging and complaining stopped abruptly, and the hand holding Harry was also subconsciously released. He stared blankly at the door, and whispered softly With a cry:

"Dad! Mom!"