[HP] Seven Nights Talk

Harry moved his eyelids, and when they opened, it was night, unsurprisingly.His first reaction was not to say "you finally said yes", but to raise his arms to check the time. "Thirteen hours," he said, finding himself with a terrible pain in his throat, "about as long as I estimated—I knew you wouldn't be doing this during the day."

Voldemort sat down on the other side of the bed with a look on his face that was neither happy nor angry. "You just want to say this?"

Harry shifted his body to get up, careful not to touch the sleeping Sirius, and propped the pillow up behind him. "Come on," he said sarcastically as he did so, "don't tell me you haven't forgotten to preach by now." He looked up, looking straight into the other's dark eyes, "I won't listen," he said Be very righteous.

Voldemort almost laughed at his calmness. "After you almost killed yourself, do you think it's really okay for you to say that?"

"Almost nothing?" Harry asked. "I'm sure you will come down."

"What if I don't?" Voldemort's expression didn't improve at all. "I've never seen a more stupid person than you," he sneered. "In case I think it's just an accident, you'll have to wait until..."

"No ifs, no whats." Harry cut him off quickly. "Stop assuming, in fact none of them happened. In fact you came down, didn't you? In fact I trusted you, and that trust was justified, didn't it?"

Voldemort still had a handsome face.This was indeed true, but he couldn't understand why Harry was so sure of what he would do—or was it the same reason Harry was sure of the future?

If it were him, it would be impossible for him to completely hand over his life to others.For example, he doesn't mind Harry biting his neck when he's emotional, because he knows that Harry can't threaten him through this kind of thing.But it is certainly impossible for him to design such a thing-to put himself in danger, and only one person can rescue him.

But what if he is passively in a dangerous situation?He couldn't help himself, and only Harry could help him out of that dangerous situation?Will Harry lend a hand?

Voldemort realized he wasn't thinking about an idle hypothetical question.Because this incident has already happened, Harry answered the question with his own actions in the first place.

"Until you do something, it looks like it's impossible." Harry watched his expression carefully, and suddenly gave a short laugh. "To be honest, I felt for a long time that I couldn't kill you. We were too far away. But who knows, things turned a corner at the end?"

"So?" said Voldemort, the expression on his face not changing much, even when Harry was asked again whether to kill him or not.

"So..." Harry moved his body again, feeling that his bones were no longer as limp as when he just woke up, so he sat up a little more. "If I change this goal, such as making you believe me, it's not impossible, is it?"

"Sounds like you can already kill me." Voldemort snorted coldly. "And I must remind you that no one has ever had the complete trust of the Dark Lord."

"But what I need is Tom Riddle's full confidence," said Harry. "Or Voldemort, or the Dark Lord, or this professor you're using now, or the ring I don't know where it is now - I need their trust, all of them."

Finally, a wave of expression appeared on Voldemort's face.No one had ever dared to ask him for that, and no one had ever been really qualified to say it. "Has anyone ever told you that you're greedy?"

Harry grinned at him. "If you mean it, I don't think you're the first to say that." He has had many experiences of getting words out of unwilling people's mouths, and if he just gives up, he won't be able to do what he was able to do before to things.And now it was the same, he was sure that Voldemort would not sit idly by, and it proved to be so, then there was only one problem left - Voldemort had to believe in him, and he was willing to walk with him no matter what the situation was. "At least you have to try, and it's impossible, right?" He reached out and grabbed the other hand, which didn't move away.

"I'm supposed to have such foresight, shouldn't I?" said Voldemort, the self-deprecating tone softened by a faint smile on his lips. "You almost convinced me, it's just the last bit."

This sounded like "Come on, if you have the ability, you can get me now, or you won't have a chance in the future."Harry rolled his eyes mentally, but acted without hesitation.With force in his hands, he pulled the person sitting by his bed down, and kissed him head-on.

The kiss came suddenly, but it didn't affect the heat in the slightest.At first Harry grabbed Voldemort's hand, but soon Voldemort held the back of his head, and the two of them fell onto the bed.

When they parted, Harry felt dizzy before his eyes, and it definitely wasn't because he forgot to breathe while kissing.Then the feeling in his stomach reminded him, "No, I'm hungry." He gasped.Then he realized that Sirius was still sleeping on the side, and his face flushed suddenly.

"It seems that you have achieved another impossible thing just now. Congratulations." Seeing his change, Voldemort said intentionally.Then he didn't wait for Harry to react, and picked him up. "Wait for me to feed you right away."

At dawn the next day, Sirius was delighted to find his otherwise unconscious godson awake.He didn't bother to ask questions, he hurriedly asked Harry if he was hungry, and said milk and bread before Harry could answer, completely ignoring Harry's strange expression when he heard milk.The school elves were quick to deliver things, and it wasn't until Harry had eaten two slices of bread that he asked what had happened.

The reason Harry had thought about it before. "I just wanted to go back and look at the remaining two hostages, and I was afraid that the mermaids would attack me when they saw me, so I found a remote corner. Unexpectedly, the herbal medicine in my gills had passed, and I almost choked to death. Misread the spell."

This statement is half true and half false, and it will definitely not work to deceive Voldemort, but for those who don't know the inside story, it is almost enough.Harry was sure he was going to confess this to Sirius later, so it was enough that the lie lasted for a while, it didn't have to be perfect.

Sirius breathed a sigh of relief. "No wonder. It turns out you'll be fine after a night's rest. I thought you were dangerous yesterday."

Although he knew that Sirius couldn't possibly know what happened last night, Harry still felt very uncomfortable and had to deal with it vaguely. "I was too careless, I thought I could do it."

"As long as you're fine." Sirius reassured him.Then he thought of another thing, and couldn't help asking: "You Defense Against the Dark Arts professor seems to take you very seriously? You know, he moved faster than me yesterday!"

Harry didn't want to hear anything about Voldemort right now. "I don't know about this, but his magic level is very good."

Sirius nodded thoughtfully. "It can be seen..." he said, "and objectively speaking, he is quite handsome. I really want to thank him this time, and I will remember to thank him."

Harry felt that if he didn't change the subject, Sirius would be able to see him blushing. "Professor Roald always doesn't care about this, I'll just go and thank you." He continued to change the subject, "By the way, what's the result of the competition?"

This seems to be more valid than the previous reason, because Sirius replaced the "how can" he was going to say with something else. "Dumbledore coordinated with them and agreed that it is a fact that you completed the back and forth within 5 minutes. The following things can only be considered as a little extra work on your part, and a little point will be deducted." He was afraid that Harry would be frustrated because of this, and then Hastily said: "Krum didn't come back until almost an hour! Even if you deduct points, you won't be lower than him!"

This turned out to be much better than Harry had expected.He had planned for the worst, to be at the bottom, and planned to get back in the last round of the maze. "Great," he said sincerely.

But Sirius obviously didn't think so. "But you did it out of good intentions! No, I have to tell Dumbledore that this point shouldn't have been deducted." He stood up and helped Harry tuck the quilt, "You sleep a little longer, Okay? I think Ron and Hermione will be visiting you in a while."

Harry couldn't wish more.Although he didn't have the experience of suffocation at the bottom of the lake yesterday, he had tossed and tossed for half a night, and now his whole body is sore and tired, and he is terribly sleepy.He watched Sirius walk out of the ward, fell asleep immediately after touching the pillow.

After the second game passed without incident, the next four months were nothing short of heaven.Two Hogsmeade weekends, no worries.And everyone was beginning to know that Harry and their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor had a good personal relationship.This was taken for granted by everyone - Harry had already performed very well in this class, and it was normal for the professor to favor him.

Probably only Hermione didn't think so.The only thing she knew was that she had seen Harry and their professor break up before, and now she saw the two of them flirting quietly.The most critical link is missing in the middle, right?Why did they suddenly resolve their past quarrels, and pass the sweet period by the way?

Here's how Harry explained it. "I talked to him again and he promised me to try."

"It's that simple?" Hermione was very suspicious. "Is that how you convinced him? I don't think he looks like someone who takes other people's opinions easily?"

Not only was it not easy, but it was stubborn, and eight horses could not be pulled back, Harry thought.If he hadn't given a strong dose of medicine, I don't know what would have happened.But of course he wouldn't say this, but just said: "It's really not that easy, but are you sure you want to listen to the inside story?"

"Of course not." Hermione quickly denied.It's okay for her and Harry to inquire about it. If their professor finds out, will they have to go around?