HP Midnight Light

When forty winters entangle your brows and eyes,

Dig a deep abyss in your beautiful land,

Thou all-watched youthful attire,

Will turn into rags:

At that time, if someone asks if you have disappeared,

Ask where your glory days are buried,

You say, "In my sunken eye sockets,

A covetous shame, and useless praise. "

Your beauty can be used where it deserves double praise,

If you will say, "My beautiful boy

Will clear my guilt and forgive my old age,"

Prove that his beauty is in your blood!

This will rejuvenate you,

And warm your cold blood slowly.

—— Epilogue

After No. 16 failed interceptions, the marauders finally managed to capture Hyacinth outside the arithmetic and divination classroom.

"Hey, Hye—" Before James finished speaking, Hyacinth screamed, followed by a series of unexpected pleas:

"I won't tell, I promise! I swear! I didn't see anything! I don't know anything!" Hyacinth said, her eyes turned red, and a group of Hufflepuffs walking by The students cast strange glances at the predators.

Remus moved forward a little cautiously, but Hyacinth immediately sensed what he was doing, and almost subconsciously, she took a step back and looked at him with guarded eyes.Remus' face quickly turned gray, he was very familiar with this expression of fear, vigilance, and disgust.This is the expression that most people in the wizarding world will show when they mention werewolves.

"Hyatings..." Remus's throat seemed to be choked, he felt both scared and guilty.But Hyacinth didn't give him a chance to explain. When Peter standing by the door was not paying attention, she rushed out of the door like a frightened rabbit with a "whoosh" and quickly disappeared from their sight. middle.

Brookshaw poked his head out of Sirius' arms and meowed aggrievedly. He was fed up with living in the messy dormitory of four boys. Every day, he had to beware of being crushed by Sirius' turning over or being thrown around by James. Even Remus would accidentally step on its tail because of his restlessness. The only thing Brookshaw can bully is Peter. Maybe it is because of the mouse in the form of Agmanis. Born to fear.But Brookshaw doesn't want to live with predators at all. He misses the old days of being hugged and tickled by his master's lap.

Sirius patted Brookshaw on the head, and Brookshaw sank into his arms dejectedly.

"Remus." James patted his friend on the shoulder. The latter looked depressed, more haggard than he was on the day of the full moon.James knew full well that whatever the outcome of this incident, Remus was bound to be irreparably hurt.

"I'm fine." He smiled bitterly, which made the other three people even more sad, "I believe Hyacinth won't tell others." But he couldn't forget her eyes, especially the one that was completely different from before. Compared with the guarded eyes, Remus understood more and more what being a werewolf meant in the eyes of others.

"This is normal, Moonface, people always need some time to digest such explosive news." Sirius comforted, "Soon Hyacinth will find out that you just have a 'furry problem'. "

"Don't get too optimistic, Padfoot. Werewolves are a big deal," said Remus darkly, the second time he'd said that word in front of them - the last time he'd confessed to them. "Look, she will start avoiding me, avoiding me, and being afraid of me. This is normal, everyone thinks werewolves are dangerous and uncontrollable..."

"Hey, what are you thinking, Moonface." James tried to make the atmosphere humorous, "Padfoot alone can make you crouch in place without daring to howl."

"People will soon find out about my monthly regular disappearance, and other irregularities—"

"Don't be so depressed, Remy. I guarantee that within a week Hyacinth will understand you and treat you as always." Sirius pushed Brookshaw, who was poking around, into Remus' arms, "If you must If you repent, just raise her cat and leave the rest to me."

"What are you going to do?" Peter asked.

"I'm going to talk to Hyacinth," Sirius said confidently. "I'm going to tell him about Remus's difficult schooling experience, and then she will definitely feel the same way, and Moony can say something sincerely." Sorry, it's over in the end."

Peter asked, "Why did you go?"

"Let Remus go? She'll run faster when she sees him than Peter after you transform. Let you go? Can you convince her? As for James, they can quarrel within ten words. Sirius said rationally, "So it's still the most reliable for me to go."

James stared at Sirius with a strange expression for a while, and then he suddenly smiled mischievously (James has become a lot "smarter" since Lily dated him): "I said, don't you like Fuck that little girl, Padfoot? You speak as if she can't escape your grasp."

"Wow!" Peter jumped three feet high, and even Remus temporarily forgot his bad mood and looked over curiously.

"Oh?" Sirius made a questioning voice.

"Hmm... You have never had so much contact with any Slytherin before." Peter said excitedly, "So Padfoot, do you like Hyacinth?"

"Prongs, don't start complacent just because Lily has gone out with you a few times, you're going to make bugs and moon faces crooked." Sirius smiled, "Now someone wants to go to Quidditch with me Want to play at Odd Field for a while?"

"Hey!" James protested, "Why are you changing the subject!"

Sirius calmly picked up the book that Hyacinth had just dropped on the floor, refusing to answer James' question.

When Slughorn sat across from her and impatiently flipped through the pages of the ad, Hyacinth felt that the old witch's prophecy still made sense.She's been having a rough day recently.

"Well, here are three jobs related to runes: Gringotts spellbreaker, translator for Obscyrus Publishing House, and columnist for the Daily Prophet." Professor Slughorn said. He replied perfunctorily, "They all require NEWTs' O-level ancient spell certificate. Curse-breakers also need certificates in spells, arithmetic divination, defense against the dark arts, transfiguration, and herbalism, with grades no lower than E. The translator requires Possess a first-class language qualification certificate from the Ministry of Magic. Columnists are required to have at least three years of work experience in the publishing industry. Based on your current results, I suggest that you give up the idea of ​​​​working at Gringotts, Miss White. Unless you can work in Charms, Got at least an E in Defense Against the Dark Arts and Transfiguration O.WLs, unfortunately as far as I know you never passed Charms and Transfiguration."

Hyacinth blushed at Slughorn's most obvious sarcasm, but she bravely pressed: "I thought Gringotts had jobs other than spellbreakers."

"Oh, there are many. But without exception, it is required to be proficient in multiple foreign languages." Slughorn sneered, "It's not just about sitting down and translating some texts if you want to work at Gringotts, Miss White. Dreams sometimes It's just a dream, right?"

A taunt with a gun and a stick made Hyacinth choke and had no power to fight back.Slughorn had always disliked her, but such a bad attitude went far beyond the category of "contempt".

In the end Slughorn dismissed her unceremoniously from the office and greeted Snape with considerable enthusiasm.The difference in treatment is simply chilling.

What was even worse was that Vera and the others caught Hyacinth as soon as she returned to the waiting room.

"So, tell me about your adventures." Agnes pulled her over maliciously and forced her to sit in the armchair. "Have you seen a ghost?"

"Of course—" Hyacinth looked at the expressions of the three of them, and recalled the horrific scene, a surge of resentment surged up, "I saw two ghosts, and they were singing."

"So the legend is true?" Betty didn't seem to believe it, "What did they sing?"

"I think...' My father drank the poisoned wine, and this is the beginning of the story. My uncle killed me and buried my bones under the tower; my brother was crying, and he killed him next, He was hung in a box; my sister married, white roses, red roses. My uncle died by the sword, and his hunchback was broken, knot by knot, stick by stick. Finally my brother-in-law ended Story, oh blood rose, blood rose.'" Hyacinth imitated the voice of the ghost and sang solemnly. People shudder.

Betty turned pale with fright, but still pretended to be brave and fearless: "It's that simple? Didn't they say anything else?"

"Then they walked around, wailing, and cursing their enemies." Hyacinth said with a smile, and she lowered her voice deliberately, "I don't quite understand who they are cursing, but they Said to stand at the head of the enemy's bed at midnight and bend over their faces—"

"Okay, okay, you've made it very clear." Agnes frowned and interrupted her words impatiently, and Betty seemed to be able to catch her breath with difficulty.The fear in their hearts was so clear at a glance that the culprit, Hyacinth, almost burst out laughing seeing their ever-changing expressions.

"Okay, it's time for us to keep our promise." Vera handed over a folded painting.Hyacinth checked it, and it was indeed a portrait of Sirius, "You didn't copy it, did you?"

"Of course not!" Agnes couldn't wait to drive her away, and Hyacinth got up logically and went back to the dormitory, determined to hide the painting in a reliable place.

Murphy's Law tells us that some things are doomed to escape.

Hyacinth underestimated the shamelessness of Betty, Agnes and Vera.

The next morning, staring at the note on the bulletin board, she felt the blood rushing to her face:

"Breaking news: Hines White has a crush on Sirius Black!"

There is also a note at the bottom that looks like a reply:

"Indeed! She still has a portrait of Blake hidden in her bedroom."

Finally, there is a fatal knife:

"PS. A Muggle painting."

Hyacinth reached out and tried to tear off the notes, but they didn't budge - apparently, the three girls even put a permanent sticking spell on the notes in order to completely embarrass her.She stared at the three notes distractedly. It was still morning, and by night, all of Hogwarts would know the news.

If she hadn't been at an impasse with Cornelia and Olivia; if she hadn't breached Remus' identity; if she hadn't just been laughed at by the dean... minus any of the above, Hyacinth would have Think she'll have the courage to face the coming gossip.But now, Hyacinth felt that she was overwhelmed, and the note was like the last straw, insisting on forcing Hyacinth to retreat back into her originally shriveled shell.

For a moment Hyacins wanted to destroy the painting, but when she did take it out to throw it in the fireplace, she hesitated.

She heard the sigh of a middle-aged man: "You ended up in Slytherin because your ambition - or greed - got the better of you." Then the jeer of an old man: "You can fool yourself !" Salazar Slytherin's voice entered her head without warning, and Hyacinth froze.She could easily destroy the painting, but she couldn't extinguish the fire in her heart.

Even if I destroy the painting, they will laugh at me as usual.Hyacinth convinced herself so.Moreover, there are hundreds of girls in Hogwarts who like Sirius, and it doesn't matter if I have one more.

"Oh, is that the girl over there?"

"Looks okay—"

"What number is this?"

Hyacins thinks things are not as bad as she thought.People did suddenly fall silent and point fingers when she passed by, and Hyacinth felt embarrassed at first, but she soon realized that most people were paying attention to Sirius having another admirer, not this admirer identity of.

In a sense, the tricks of the three girls did not succeed——

If Vera hadn't come to her again to say something.

"I think you are quite pitiful." At noon that day, Vera walked slowly to Hyacinth and sat down uninvited.

"what are you talking about."

Vera stopped her from packing up her things and leaving, but looked at her with pity: "Look, as long as someone gives you a little extra warmth, you will rush to it at all costs." She Without waiting for Hyacinth to reply, she cast her eyes into the distance, as if lost in memory, "I remember when Olivia and Cornelia showed you a little favor in the first grade, and you immediately expressed gratitude Zhan. Now Sirius just showed a little interest in you, and you lost your mind, and you don't hesitate to face the fingering and poking of the whole school."

"You've managed to make me miserable, so there's no need for you to speak ill of me again." Although Hyacinth said so, she involuntarily stopped wanting to leave.

"But Olivia and Cornelia can leave calmly with a wave of their hands, and you are the one who was left behind. The same is true for Sirius. Countless girls will flock to him when he ticks his fingers , don’t you think you’ve got blue eyes?” Vera looked at her pityingly, “Anyway, it’s you who gets hurt in the end.”

"I really don't understand why you're still wasting your time here." Hyacinth grabbed her book, "If you don't mind—"

"Whatever you think, but you know very well that you are not worthy of him at all." Vera did not stop her, but threw out the last trick slowly, "And he is not interested in you? After all, he It’s not like a person who is emotionally indecisive.”

Hyacinth fled, and what made matters worse was that she found that the rumored hero seemed to have been waiting outside the Slytherin common room for a long time.

"Sirius?" She stopped, not knowing what to feel.

"I'll return your book to you." Sirius raised the ancient magic script in his hand, "You accidentally dropped it on the ground that day."

"Ah...thank you." Hyacinth walked forward suspiciously, Sirius didn't seem to have heard those rumors, perhaps half a day was not enough time for the news to spread from Slytherin to Gryffindor.

"But can you take a few minutes to listen to me explain?" Sirius asked sincerely.

Hyacinth didn't respond: "Explain what?"

"The matter about Remus." Sirius whispered, as if he was afraid that she would run away again without listening to the explanation, he reached out and grabbed her wrist abruptly, "I'm sorry for frightening you. But you I also know that Remus didn't do it on purpose, he couldn't control himself at that time."

"Can you let go first?" Hyacinth tried to break free unnaturally, but Sirius insisted with a little force:

"Listen to me first - Remus' father once accidentally offended a werewolf, and Remus was the target of the werewolf's revenge. His parents didn't even expect him to go to school before, and he was isolated from childhood. The Lupines had to keep moving, before the neighbors noticed...you know the feeling: feeling different from everyone, ostracized by everyone...it wasn't until Dumbledore stepped in that things didn't work out The Whooping Willow and the Screaming Shack became the places Remus must visit during the full moon. At first, he carefully kept it from us, fearing that we would lose the few friends we had finally made. Later, we gradually became aware of the matter The truth of . . . you may not believe it, but Remus burst into tears as he confessed to us—"

Hyacinth stared at the ground restlessly. She knew that what happened that day was an accident, but no one could accept it quickly: "I know-but, but this is different, I mean...he almost took My life, and why are you Animagus? It's illegal!"

"James and Peter and I practiced Animagus in fifth year so we could be with Remus on the full moon. It might be absurd to say that...but if we were with him, Le James seems to be able to control himself, or he can restrain his wolf nature." Sirius tilted his head and looked at the god Hyacinth, "I know it is difficult to accept this. At the beginning, Peter He almost fainted from fright. But we all know what kind of person Remus is, and his nature will not change because of this 'furry little secret'."

"So you call him 'Moon Face'? Is that where your nicknames come from?" Hyacinth shook her head lightly, "I understand what you mean, but—"

"You need a little time, right? I understand." Sirius smiled brightly, "By the way, your cat is still with me. It seems to miss you very much, I think we may not take good care of it... " Sirius said cautiously.

"I don't think about it at all. If it wasn't for it, what happened that day would not have happened." Hyacinth said angrily, "I wouldn't mind if you put him in confinement."

"Actually, Remus is taking care of it now," Sirius said. "I told him that's the best way to express repentance... Well, you see, Remus isn't a bad guy, is he?"

"I know he's not," Hyacinth suddenly felt uncomfortable for no reason, "I'm sorry, Sirius, I'm afraid I won't be able to—"

"Why are you here, Black." A shadow flashed by, and Severus Snape appeared in front of them with obvious guard and disgust, and he didn't even glance at Hyacinth. , staring at Sirius directly with hatred.

"Why can't I be here?" Sirius immediately retorted, "Oh, snot, you can't let me come to Slytherin's basement just because Gryffindor's tower won't take you."

"I thought you hated Slytherin." Snape's thin lips played a sarcastic smile. "Of course, obviously you haven't heard those interesting anecdotes..."

"What are you talking about?" Sirius stared at Snape warily, but the latter only smiled meaningfully.Hyacinth let go of Sirius' hand involuntarily. Snape wasn't looking at her, but she knew exactly what he was talking about.Yes, how absurd it sounds... Sirius obviously had no interest in her at all, if it wasn't for his good friend, he wouldn't have come to her at all.Vera was right about this.

However, in the next second, Betty walked around the corner as if she had planned it long ago. When she saw Sirius, her face was undisguisedly surprised: "You must not succeed, Hyacinth, then we It's too simple to think of you!"

"It really was the note you posted!" Hyacinth asked directly, forgetting that Sirius was still on the side.

"Yes." Betty admitted generously, "Do you like it?"

"You promised me—"

"I promised you not to pass the painting on," said Betty triumphantly. "I didn't violate your request! It's all your fault if you don't think carefully. But after all, if you didn't paint it , isn’t there nothing? Of course, I understand that it is always difficult for people to control their hearts—”

"Shut up!" Hyacinth scolded unbearably.

Sirius may have vaguely noticed something: "What are you talking about?" He asked Betty directly.

"You don't know, Blake? That's not me, your news is a bit out of date, she—"

"What happened here, why are you all blocking the door? Ah...Mr. Black..." Edmund and Regulus appeared around the corner, his eyes paused when he saw Hyacinth, and then he He noticed Sirius on the side, "I don't understand why you are here, Mr. Black. If it's just to return the book, it's too much noise—" His eyes fell on the hand of Hyacinth. on the book.

Regulus' eyes flashed, but he didn't speak.

"I'm surprised you didn't follow Bostrode, Parkinson, this is not in line with your usual style." Sirius turned his camera to Edmund.

"I never follow anyone, Blake, and you seem to have misunderstood that," replied Edmund, smiling.

"Unfortunately, we misjudged it."

Edmund laughed it off: "Okay, everyone, I don't know why you all like to stand in the corridor. But it seems to me that there is nothing interesting here—"

"You interrupted the good show, Parkinson." Betty stared at Hyacinth maliciously, "Did you say so, Miss White?"

"I think so, thank you for reminding me, Betty." Under the gaze of five people, Hyacinth was surprisingly calm, she took a step forward and asked Betty politely, "May I borrow your wand? "

Betty was stunned for a moment, then laughed, she took out her wand, "I never thought you would need the Imperius Curse, Hye—"

Hyacinth had snatched her wand, snapped it in half, and handed it back amidst Betty's screams: "You still need a Cruciatus Curse, dear Betty. Now, if you don't If you mind, I'm going to end the show."

"You—" Betty reached out and wanted to scratch her face, but Edmund had already scolded: "Enough!" At the same time, he had already stepped forward and pushed Betty into the stone wall without politeness.

Hyacinth looked at Betty coldly.Snape followed Edmund into the lounge, Regulus circling between Hyacons and Sirius with a complicated look.For a moment she thought he had something to say, but soon Regulus turned his head abruptly.

The stone wall is closed again.

"Hyatings, you mentioned the Cruciatus Curse just now, is that the reason for your old wand?" Sirius asked impatiently, with undisguised anger and disgust on his face, "That girl is right Have you ever used the Cruciatus Curse?"

"Yes." Hyacinth turned around and took out a folded piece of paper from her pocket. She didn't know what to say for a while, and finally she simply summarized the main points of the matter, "They punished me Dared to paint Muggle paintings and then take this away to threaten me. Part of the reason I'm going to the Shrieking Shack is because they promised me that if I did, it would be over. But they took advantage of it, and this morning Slytherin There's some note posted on the bulletin board in the break room... you'll see when you open it."

Sirius slowly unfolded the paper, and he saw his own face being drawn on the paper.

Hyacinth closed her eyes: "That's it. I think...no matter what our relationship was before, it should be over."

"No, Hyacinth—"

"I think I should stop these unrealistic fantasies. I still have so many troubles to solve. Anyway, I shouldn't waste time daydreaming now." Interrupting him, Hyacinth said briskly Going on, she felt that if she didn't finish her words quickly, she would no longer have the courage, "I am no different from other girls to you, but you will become their weapon to torture me repeatedly. Maybe this is a hasty Decision... But I would rather end it early, it will not affect you, but it is a good thing for me..." She took a deep breath and felt her heart almost stopped beating, "Thank you for staying with me in London Let's play, let's not have any contact in the future."

"Listen, Hyacinth, it's not what you think it is. I—"

"Wizard first." Hyacinth turned around and said the password to the stone wall.

This should be the end of the story.She just accidentally tried on an ill-fitting glass slipper.

The author has something to say:

Note:

1. The preface is a sonnet by Shakespeare, self-translation.

2. Slughorn has always looked down on those seemingly mediocre students, which can be seen from the change of his attitude towards Belby in the original book.

3. Hyacinth's crappy song comes from the English legend "The Prince in the Tower".It tells the story of the murder of Edward V and his younger brother, the Duke of York, by his uncle Richard III.

4. Murphy's Law: [-]. Nothing is as simple as it seems; [-]. Everything will take longer than you expected; [-]. Things that can go wrong will always go wrong; [-]. If you are worried about something happening , then it is more likely to occur.

5. At first, Betty and others did hide the copy of the painting, but out of fear of ghosts, they finally changed the implementation plan.

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