[HP] Seven Nights Talk

A few days before Christmas, the school has been closed.Although the professors assign a lot of homework to the students, almost no one has the heart to do them.Everyone talking about the upcoming prom, playing in the common room (every now someone eats a cookie and puffs into a big canary, and now no one dares to eat whatever is handed to them), or Go down to the field together to have a snowball fight.Of course Hermione would not be one of them, and Harry, in a normal mood, stayed in the common room.

"Who are you going to the dance with, Hermione?" Ron asked vehemently as soon as he came back from the outside.After Harry helped him find a Ravenclaw girl as a dance partner through Qiu, he realized that he was the last one.

"I can't say, you're definitely going to laugh at me." Hermione refused as always.She told Harry about it, and no one else.And those members of the Starchaser Club would certainly not believe that Klum would invite her, so no news came out.

Harry tilted his head and looked at his two friends.While many people wouldn't believe that Hermione was invited to the ball, he was absolutely sure.Although Hermione may appear haughty at times, that doesn't stop her from being a good girl.Not to mention being smart and hardworking, she is actually pretty, so it is only natural that Krum would have a good impression of her.It's just Ron here...

He regretted it in his heart.He originally thought that reducing danger was a good thing, but he forgot one thing: without so many adventures and misunderstandings and hurts that they experienced together, although the friendship can still be maintained, some things have changed-for example, the friendship can no longer be Sublimated into love.He can assure you that his intentions were good at the beginning, but the results were not so satisfactory.

This made Harry feel a little frustrated.This emotion has nothing to do with others, only for himself.Hermione could see that, of course, but she thought Harry was still thinking about his partner. "Don't be so sad, Harry. Let other people see it and think what happened to our warrior." She paused, and then asked: "Or, have you finally started to worry about the golden egg?"

"Come on, Hermione, the next match is on the 2th of February, which is way too early," said Ron.It's just that because his curiosity was not satisfied, his tone was a little disappointed now. "It's no big deal to take a break."

Harry still didn't speak, just looked the two of them back and forth.

This time Hermione finally realized what he was thinking, and she couldn't help but secretly reached out and pinched him under the table. "Trust me, you have enough questions, let's think about those first!"

Harry was in pain, but didn't dare to show it. "It's okay," he grudgingly replied, "I'll spend time on the golden egg." Although he already knew what to do, he couldn't show it.As for Ron and Hermione, this is a pity, but they have reached this stage, and they can only let nature take its course.Hermione was right about at least one thing, he had enough.

From this time until Christmas Eve, things were the same as before.On the morning of the ball, when Harry got up, he saw a small pile of presents at the foot of the bed.Ron's, Hermione's, Mrs. Weasley's, Aunt Petunia's, Sirius's... He wanted to look through these people's after dismantling them, but found that they were gone.

Harry's hands stiffened.Could it be that he was subconsciously expecting something?Even if Voldemort definitely felt wrong as soon as the Chinese New Year came, and now it was even more difficult to see, but did he miss this?Miss an awkward dark lord who duplicity, even if the other party made it clear and tried to draw a distance?

Harry patted his head to shake the thoughts out of it.He got up, determined to think about the ball and the second round.He could see that Qiu liked him a little bit; then he couldn't use her for anything, and could only rely on himself.

As Harry expected, Voldemort was indeed not in a very happy mood right now.But it had nothing to do with Harry, and naturally it had nothing to do with presents—even if he didn't have many Death Eaters under his command now, the amount of Christmas and New Year's presents was enough to pile up a mountain bag.So, to his displeasure, the Death Eaters planted in the Ministry reported that there was nothing out of the ordinary.

How could it not?He made a big splash at the Quidditch World Cup final just to get the ring's attention.And he can guarantee that the ring definitely saw him.As long as the ring spends a little time, it's clear why he's sitting there.Then point to two ways: one is to come directly to him for trouble, and the other is to inquire about good news from the direction of the Ministry of Magic and then come to him for trouble.He knew his past self very well - he was cautious and kept the news of his resurrection from even the Death Eaters, so he would naturally choose the second option.So, even if he had to do it himself, it was always right for people to secretly pay attention to it in the Ministry of Magic first.

But now there is no news...?Voldemort groaned.He had to admit that it was likely that the Order of the Phoenix had influenced his plans.Dumbledore still didn't give up the idea of ​​finding out the reasons for the previous events, even though they were all done secretly and not many people knew about them.And last time, he almost caught the ring.This tense atmosphere must have greatly increased the vigilance of the ring, making it less easy to show up.

Voldemort narrowed his eyes.It doesn't really matter, the ring can't hide forever, and he has a lot of patience now.As long as the ring's new target is himself, that's fine.And this is almost certain, because now Harry is just the savior of the sworn enemy in the eyes of the ring-Harry has learned Occlumency, the ring has no way to know that Harry is also a Horcrux, only he and Harry know.

Horcrux... Voldemort didn't know what emotion to have when he thought of this word.He couldn't understand now why he chose to make seven Horcruxes in the first place.Perhaps a blind trust in one's own strength?Perhaps a fanatical desire for immortality?Come to think of it, after Myrtle died at the hands of the basilisk, he made his first Horcrux, and his soul was shattered; and the direct result of this was the loss of humanity, but he himself was completely unaware of it.So he didn't realize that this was actually a vicious circle, and his perception was greatly reduced - he didn't feel anything when he killed someone, and he didn't feel anything when a part of his soul was killed - no one knew this, even if he knew it, no one told him He, or the opposing voices, would have been killed by himself long ago.All he can see is the illusory road he built for himself, the throne supported by deception and killing...

This is already a desperate situation.

No one had ever achieved more than two horcruxes, and he used to think that it was because they were not good enough; but now it seemed that they might have noticed the trend that would only get worse—becoming inhuman.Eternal life does not actually exist, there is eternal death.He could figure out from the tone of Death God that if Harry chose to go back and fight him to the death in the white world, his end would most likely be like that.

Eternal death... If you have to say it, this is a field that no one in the magic world has ever been able to reach, at least those in the Department of Mysteries have not been able to study this...

Voldemort smiled self-deprecatingly.The more he knew about the past and death, the less he understood why Harry was willing to help him like this.Of course, Harry hesitated, but he did it anyway.If Dumbledore appeared instead of Reaper in that world, he believed that the result would be different.

Only at this point, Dumbledore failed.He trained Harry to be the savior, he allowed Harry to die calmly, but he still didn't teach Harry a death curse.

And their current situation is like an isolated island.No one else but the two of them, sworn enemies.Even if there are other people in reality, only each other is the one who understands each other best.

This can be seen just by looking at Harry's reaction - in the past three and a half years, Harry has almost always directed his anger at him because he has no scruples.Of course, he himself didn't fare much better at first.Although he had doubted Harry's intentions before, this had been overruled by Harry's reaction; then he suddenly realized something deeper, the weakness that he had been avoiding, or emotion—this island is time-limited. Yes, they were going to leave sooner or later; and Harry didn't know, their ultimate goals were different.To put it another way, there are two worlds.Even if it is the same, it may not last forever, let alone different?

Voldemort knew this kind of contradiction from the very beginning, but at that time he only felt that each was separate and very reasonable.Thinking about it now, this is probably the result that Death God expected to see—no matter how ambiguous the request is, the result is doomed.In this way, it doesn't matter whether it is love or illusion, because in the end, the invisible must be eliminated.

But Harry didn't know, so he didn't think so.Voldemort thought of the boy's recent actions and knew that he hadn't given up yet, and his reaction was very complicated.On the one hand, it should be a blessing, on the other hand, it is probably a pity.Fortunately, his recovery and the savior boy never played with emotions, so there is no need to say regrets.After making a decision, he never delved into it, because it would only shake his will.He's never been a fan of procrastination, and the decision to break up was definitely the cleanest - oh, maybe they weren't holding hands before - just think of the pile of unresolved historical issues!He was absolutely dizzy because he had never felt that way before, so he did some things recklessly... So many things!

Voldemort took a deep breath, then tapped his yew wand to transmit the Dark Lord's new order.In any case, all that had to be done now was to retrieve the ring - and he was sure that this was the only thing that could truly pull him out of eternal death.As for the relationship, he can compare with the boy, who can win the final victory.Can a pediatric game compare to the crazy and dangerous things he has experienced?You know, he said to himself, you're a Dark Lord!

As for Harry, he unwrapped the presents and went to breakfast with Ron and Hermione.In the morning, everyone was in the tower discussing the presents they had received; after lunch, the three of them went to see Hagrid and had a snowball fight with the others on the grounds.When the sky began to darken, a group of people returned to the tower to change their robes.

And when the ball officially started, because he knew that Voldemort already knew, Harry didn't have any charming thoughts from the beginning.Qiu dressed up very beautifully, but he frequently lost his mind and looked around.The teachers stood together in twos and threes, with only Voldemort standing leisurely by himself.Of course he noticed that Harry was looking at him, and he raised his glass very politely, with no flaws in his expression or movements.

After the song ended, Qiu also noticed Harry's absent-mindedness. "What's the matter with you, Harry?"

"Uh..." Harry originally wanted to pretend, but his eyes quickly caught a certain figure who was planning to leave early, and he changed his mind immediately. "I'm sorry," he said quickly, "There is indeed something... I'll leave for a while, you can dance with anyone you want, and you don't have to wait for me to come back." After he finished speaking, he disappeared into the crowd without noticing Qiu's face look of disappointment.

Voldemort had long legs, and by the time Harry caught up with him, he was already on the third floor.But he only remembered when he saw Voldemort's back, Voldemort must be going back to his office, what is he doing here?When he thought of this, he couldn't help but rejoice.Although people were in the great hall, the place was silent; but this time Hogwarts castle was completely decorated, and the armor along the corridor would automatically sing carols loudly when someone passed by, which belied his innocence. Footsteps, definitely not...

"What are you doing in the back?" Voldemort had already put his hand on the doorknob, and turned his back to Harry's direction, but suddenly said something.

Harry came out from behind the armor half-awkwardly.Expecting not to be discovered is really his overthinking... He was trying to find an excuse for himself, but Voldemort didn't seem to expect him to give a good reason: "But it's just in time." He turned around and walked forward two Step: "I didn't get a chance to say just now—would you like to dance with me, Harry?"

"... Huh?" Harry was stunned, and could only look at Voldemort's serious expression.What is this trend?Dancing in the hallway?Now?But he looked at the hand stretched out from the side of the other party, and nodded in a mysterious way.

The place could still faintly hear music from the auditorium, but that proved to be a bad idea.The venue is not a big problem, the biggest reason is that they can only dance men's steps - stepping on their feet is almost inevitable.But there was something about chance as well as necessity—it was always Harry stepping on Voldemort.This can only show one thing, that is, Voldemort had expected it, and deliberately rushed to land before Harry.

As soon as the song came down, Harry's face changed several times.Surprise at first, then embarrassment, and almost shame at the end.He tried to change the situation, but it was too difficult to break the habit in such a few minutes.When the dance was over, his face was completely red, he was ashamed and angry: "What... do you want?"

"It's nothing, it's just a sudden interest." Voldemort replied lightly. "Thank you for your cooperation." He let go of his hand, turned and walked towards the office door.

His position was natural, but Harry knew it was impossible - God knows how many times he had stepped on him just now! "Your feet..." He couldn't help asking out loud.

"I can take care of that." Voldemort pushed the door open, turned to Harry with his classic smirk, and went in.

Harry stood in the corridor, dazed.He felt that Voldemort must not have been on a whim, but he really didn't understand the other party's intentions in doing this.He looked at the closed door, hesitating whether to go forward.reason?Just say a few more dances and you'll be fine...

At this time, a group of soft branches suddenly fell from the top, which was mistletoe.This is a plant with a special meaning, no matter which two people are under it, they cannot refuse a kiss.Harry suddenly understood what he wanted to do, and couldn't help but cursed in a low voice: "Wouldn't it be nice if it grew up earlier?"

This misses the best opportunity.Harry stared at the air for a while, and finally could only turn around and go downstairs.Voldemort inside noticed his movement, recalled the red face that was close at hand just now, ignored the already painful and numb feeling on the instep, and smiled again.Look, isn't that nice?

The author has something to say: Fix the last sentence, the visual meaning is not clear enough, I think of the other side ==

In the original book, Harry did try to reach out to V under the chair (he was stopped by Dumbledore), and in the final battle, only Voldemort had to repent + disarm.By the way, the eternal death comes from an interview with JKR explaining: There are many types of death in the magical world, and V is the only one of that eternal death [V is really not JKR’s own son, this character is really pitiful...

Sorry for the bug: It was mentioned earlier that Nagini came back from the forest and one of the Horcruxes was recovered, but this is wrong.In the original book, Nagini was made into a Horcrux after Voldemort killed the Muggle gardener in the Riddle House, Harry's summer vacation before his fourth grade.There are a few plots in the front that need to be modified, hereby declare.