[HP] Seven Nights Talk

"I disagree."

Sirius had already reached his position, and he heard Harry say this.This made him turn his head to look at his godson, and his head, which was so shocked that he couldn't think, slowly recovered.

To be honest, he didn't think Voldemort would agree to his proposal before he came, no luck at all.He also knew that he would do this because he was completely stimulated by the intuitive vision, and it was a great stimulus - a corpse of his brother who had been so soaked that he couldn't recognize his face, and there were still terrible purpura on his skin .

In Kreacher's howls, he has never really realized that he is alone.He has no brother, no parents, no friends.This situation was one of the reasons why he chose to hunt down Peter back then.He couldn't forgive his mistakes, so he couldn't face his godson; at the same time, he was approaching a desperate situation, feeling that he deserved death in battle or going to Azkaban.

He is guilty, he is ashamed.

He was imprisoned in Azkaban for ten years, day and night, in a daze.The cold and damp atmosphere of despair surrounds him, and he can see the scenes that only exist in nightmares, or the reality that is crueler than nightmares without dreaming.In retrospect, he himself didn't know whether it was his own willpower that kept him going, or whether it was because the cold outside gave him an instinct of self-defense, and he survived those dark nights in the form of a big dog. .

He also vaguely believed now that Voldemort had little chance of doing anything to Harry, as long as this development trend was maintained.What happened in the past is in the past, and what we have to do is to let the dead rest in peace as much as possible, and the living move forward.

But as he said, he will never forget the past.Maybe the more he wakes up, the more he realizes that a large part of him is still alive in the past-the fireplace in the Gryffindor tower that illuminates everyone's smiling faces in winter, and the black lake that casts a huge shadow over their heads in summer. The beech tree, the Whomping Willow tunnel that has to be clicked every month to enter the knot...

All this was gone from him, and would not return, he knew very well.Even if the Soul Resurrection Stone Ring could allow him to see the people he missed, it was only a temporary, false illusion.It can even be said that waking up from this wonderful dream makes the loss and despair of reality more obvious.

He didn't tell anyone about this feeling, he didn't want others to know.

If he was meddling in his own business today, it was only because he could no longer lose.Regulus clearly wanted him to live, but could he?After all that has happened, is it really possible to go back to the way it was before?

Or to put it more directly, he couldn't just sit back and watch Harry lose again.

He feels he has a say in this - the more emotionally invested he is in someone or something, the harder the moment of loss will be and leave deep, unhealed wounds in his heart .Of course, he knew that Harry wasn't that much like him, and he wasn't that much like James. It could be said that Harry was much kinder and stronger than them; but at the same time, he also felt that no matter who it was, losing accepted proposition.

That's all for later developments, what if that place was doomed to be injured from the beginning?Would Harry be like him, after losing the most important person in his life, spend the rest of his life remembering?To spend the rest of my life reminiscing about those golden days gone by?

How beautiful it was in the past, how cruel it is now.

Even if it seems that he is greedy and unkind, he is willing to take a risk.He guessed that Voldemort should have considered this aspect, so when he brought it up, he deliberately said it in a place that is more likely to provoke Voldemort-implying that Harry can find a better partner after Voldemort's death.

As a result, the development of things has been beyond his imagination-first Voldemort agreed, and then Harry refused.He thought he should be surprised, but he didn't seem so surprised.He guessed that this feeling might be because, subconsciously, he realized that there really was no one else between the two of them to talk about.

In response to Harry's words, Sirius remained silent, while Voldemort turned his head slightly to look at Harry, without any special expression on his face. "Come here, Harry."

"No, I said I disagree," Harry repeated, calmly and firmly.What started out as shock (no surprise at all) turned into panic (under what circumstances would Voldemort make such a big compromise?), and finally realized one thing clearly: he couldn't Agree, do not want to agree.

"If Black had been the witness, he would have done nothing against you, Harry," continued Voldemort.His tone was also very calm, as if he had forgotten what he had just said.Even, he is now close to persuading him.

"Stop it." Harry glared at him warningly. "I'm an adult, let me stress this one last time. I will be responsible for my own choices and my future." His eyes turned to Sirius' face again, "I know you are all for my own good; but whether it is a big or small matter , I should just let myself make up my own mind, shouldn't I?"

Almost rarely, Voldemort and Sirius looked at each other, but only for a brief moment.Sirius didn't see any useful information from the black eyes of the other party, and couldn't help but slander the troubles of the Dark Lord; as for Voldemort, he had already shaken off the anger he had just heard and regained his composure.

He had to say, Sirius really stepped on his sore foot this time.The solipsism in his character made him think at the beginning that it was an inch, but when he went back to today's timing and Sirius' character, he knew he was wrong.Those who died were unfortunate, but those who survived were not necessarily happy.He could see in Sirius' eyes that he could work up the courage to go on, but that didn't mean it was pleasant; so he hoped that Harry wouldn't be in the same situation as he was.

That's why he said Sirius was right.According to Gryffindor's character, this can be said to be a successful negotiation-smoothly diverted the opponent's attention to what he said, and let the opponent ignore his real intentions (I don't want Harry sad to die).

He thought Gryffindor didn't have that kind of brain, but now it was proved to be a misjudgment.So, no matter who you are, the things that you really regard as treasures will burst out with energy that you can't usually see, right?

"Don't be stupid, Harry, come here." Voldemort collected his thoughts and spoke again. "Do you think this is coercion?"

"No." Harry stared at him warily.Inferred from Voldemort's character, he believed without hesitation that no one could force Voldemort to do something he did not want to do.That is to say, Voldemort planned to agree to Sirius out of other considerations.He didn't know the details of Voldemort's handling yet, given that they still had a soul piece unresolved; he thought it was too risky to just agree. "I've already agreed to your request at the Astronomy Tower," he added. "I think I've compromised enough. You can't do it without me."

What kind of request?Sirius' ears pricked up.Sounds like it's on the side of protecting Harry?

Voldemort smiled lowly, and there seemed to be a kind of gleam on his pale face. "Do you think so? But this is not a compromise, it's something you have to do."

Harry stared.But before he could say anything, Voldemort suddenly approached him and whispered something in his ear.Then Harry's frown relaxed, but there was still some doubt left: "Are you serious?"

"Of course it is true," Voldemort assured, pushing away again.

Harry looked at him and Sirius in turn, his expression changing, obviously thinking.Finally he grudgingly said, "If that's the case, fine. But first I need to know," and he turned to Sirius, "What vow do you want to make?"

Seeing the two of them whispering under their noses, Sirius couldn't bear it long ago.At this time, when Harry asked, he immediately answered, "Then I also need to know what you just said."

Harry glanced at Voldemort and read tacit approval from his face.Then he pulled Sirius to his place by the door and explained briefly.The soul piece is both a bad thing and a good thing for him. The bad thing is that he will be aware of some situations outside. The good thing is that this kind of contract is also effective for him.The unbreakable vow will leave an invisible mark on the body, and if broken, the person will die.

Of course Sirius knew this.But he never imagined the possibility of Voldemort's consent, so he didn't think about it at all.When Harry reminded him, he realized that the soul piece was an accident, and he didn’t know if it could be counted in the oath; and it didn’t matter even if the soul piece wasn’t included, because if the soul piece tried to manipulate the body to do things that violated the oath Things, he can't parasitize on a dead body.And what Voldemort told Harry just now is that since the oath was signed between the two of them (body), and the soul piece is his (soul), there is more than 80.00% chance that the soul piece is responsible for the oath—as long as the soul piece The film does not give up the identity of the Dark Lord.

"Of course he can't give up!" said Sirius quickly.And then he understood why Voldemort had agreed.It's a safety catch, making sure that another part of himself doesn't do anything against his will.Even if Hun Pian knows about this, there is nothing he can do about it. Who made him the one who has no body now?

Harry nodded in agreement.He guessed that the soul movie must have missed this-because Voldemort's first reaction was also uncontrollable anger, and he never wanted to be controlled by others.And Voldemort could only agree now that he was only subject to himself.

After Sirius figured it out, he couldn't help complaining in his heart, he really deserves to be a shrewd Slytherin who never wants to suffer.If Voldemort had been so difficult to deal with earlier, the Second Magic War would not have happened, and James and Lily would not have died.But this thought was only for a moment, and he knew clearly that it was a fantasy.

As for his request--Voldemort must at least guarantee that he will try his best not to hurt Harry, in every sense--it was also agreed by Voldemort.

"Okay," Harry said finally, "shall we start now?"

Soon, all three stood in the middle of the room, the flames of the candles flickering on the top, casting moving shadows on their faces.Both Harry and Voldemort extended their right hands and clasped them at the wrist.Sirius stood between them, nodding their clasped hands with the tip of his wand.

Then Harry spoke.

"Voldemort, will you pledge your name and soul that you will not harm me in any way?"

"I will," said Voldemort.

A thin tongue of flame, the color of thin red-hot wire, shot from the tip of Sirius' wand, and wrapped around their hands in a ring of fire.

"Would you like to spend the rest of your life with me, Harry Potter?"

Voldemort was watching him deeply this time. "I would."

A second flame burst out, crossing over the first like some kind of locked chain.

"And, if necessary, if you are in danger, or any time I think it is critical..." Harry said softly, looking into the jet-like eyes on the opposite side, "you are willing to accept my company, no matter what I have to pay cost?"

Sirius stared at him in shock, his wand shaking in his hand.Voldemort's hand was also trembling - it seemed to be slipping, but it didn't come out, and Harry's hand gripped it - and by then it was too late to say no.

"...I do," said Voldemort, seemingly taking all his strength to keep his tone steady.

The third flame burst out, and the faces of the three of them were all red.Sirius remained in a motionless position, as if he didn't know what to say or do; Voldemort looked at Harry, and Harry looked at him.Then Harry tried to grin at him, but the sudden anger and disbelief overwhelmed him; it felt like hammers were hammering in his head, and the pain felt like it was about to burst from the inside.

Harry was dizzy under the violent and irresistible impact, the floor seemed to disappear under his feet, and everything in front of him shook into a phantom.Before he fell into the final darkness, he heard a voice screaming in his head, high-pitched, rumbling his eardrums: "How could you - what did you do -!"

Author's Note:

In the fifth book of the original book, Sirius disappeared after passing through the curtain. Harry tried various methods to find him, but to no avail.He is later told by Nick (Gryffindor's ghost) that Sirius "will not come back" and "will go on". [The author personally feels that Sirius will not commit suicide, but if he dies, he must have no nostalgia for it [I still feel that Sirius should be true love for James].

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