HP Midnight Light

- Early morning, February 1980, 2 - Parkinson Manor

Hyacins grabbed the steak knife and One Hundred Years of Solitude from the dinner plate and went into the bathroom.

She turned on the tap and started running hot water in the tub, and while she waited for the water to fill she opened the book, which was her favorite Muggle novel.There is no other reason, just because the lines in it can touch her heartstrings at any time.

Just like now——she turned a page from memory and found the words on it:

"The past is all fake. Memories have no return. Spring is always gone forever. The craziest and most persistent love is just a passing cloud after all."

She recited softly, while weeping.

The happiest memories of her life are gone, and the good times are forever fleeting to her.She lost a lot—a few sketches, a few wands, wasted time, which she knew was nothing; her father, her mother, Cornelia, Olivia, Regulus , she knew she couldn't keep them; then she lost Ann, it didn't matter, they might meet again; then, she lost Sirius, and the eternity she had imagined disappeared with it, this time it wasn't her It was her fault that others took him and them from her; until the end, she lost her freedom. If a person lived to this extent, why should she continue?

Turn a few pages——

"All the splendor in life will eventually be repaid by loneliness."

She temporarily buckled the book upside down on the washstand and looked at herself in the mirror.She will never forget how scared and angry she was when she had her first morning sickness, she knew that an evil seed was sprouting and growing in her body, and it was like a flower of evil crazily sucking her life out, But he didn't let her die easily.It came against her will, and it was destined to torture her and make her feel better.

Now, she finally wants to correct this mistake.

The tub was full, and Hyacinth turned off the tap, picked up a steak knife and knelt by the tub.The serrated blade was exceptionally sharp, Hyacinth held it against her wrist, through the pale skin she could clearly see the blue blood vessels underneath.Hyacinth pressed down the steak knife so hard that the blade was deeply embedded in her skin, and then pulled hard——

Dark red blood spurted out, accompanied by bone-eroding pain, Hyacinth smiled. She dipped her bleeding wrist into hot water and watched them quickly spread into a strange, red flower.At the same time, she threw the bloody knife on the carpet, and the red blood quickly stained the white carpet. She struggled to take the book she liked, and continued to flip through it, looking for that page.

She felt a faint dizziness, which meant that her life was disappearing.Hyacinth suddenly felt very happy, she hadn't been this happy for a long time, she was finally free, death was far easier for her than continuing to live.

Soon, she found what she wanted.

"We are going on this ancient journey of life, running in the ups and downs, nirvana in the setbacks, sorrow all over the body, and pain floating all over the ground. We are tired, but there is no way to stop..." Her voice gradually lowered, Haier Xin Si closed her eyes, the book slipped through her hand, and she read the last sentence in an inaudible voice, "...we are suffering, but we cannot escape."

If her life could end here, it would be a flawed but acceptable ending.

"Looks like I failed again, doesn't it?" Hyacinth asked softly, and she even laughed.

"You underestimated magic." Edmund no longer concealed his anger, "I felt it when you were dying—"

"Maybe that's why Muggles hate wizards. They always use their magic in ways they shouldn't." Hyacinth opened her eyes, and saw Edmund as expected, and another man wearing a holy hat The strange woman with Mungo's breastplate, she looked down at her:

"You have been in a coma for two days. Since you are awake, it means that your life is not in danger." She gestured for Edmund to come out with her eyes. After the door was closed, she continued, "That's right, Mr. Parkinson, I've seen so much love and hate, I don't care if you did something illegal. However, as a therapist at St. Mungo's, I suggest that you better respect life."

"I don't understand you," replied Edmund coldly.

"Rescuing someone from death over and over again is something no therapist would want to do. That's all I say, Mr. Parkinson, you better do your thing. I won't be coming to Parkinson's for the third time The manor."

"You won't tell it either, will you?"

"I'm just trying to redeem you." The therapist was unfazed. "Both of you seem a little sick to me."

"I know exactly what I'm doing. Please don't interfere with things beyond your authority." Edmund returned to Hyacinth's room after leaving this sentence.

"You are very angry." Hyacinth told the truth, "I was wondering if you would be willing to give me a death curse, so that I don't have to bother and try to die."

"I should have expected that you wouldn't start showing affection to me for no reason." Edmund smiled the chilling smile she had seen before, "and now you have finally exhausted my patience. "

"I also really want to see your methods." Hyacinth smiled, "I can't ask for death, you can't scare me."

"Of course I don't want you to die, silly girl." Edmund sat down on the edge of the bed and gently played with her hair. Hyacinth turned her head away in disgust. Edmund put away his smile and sat up straight. He took out a piece of parchment and a quill from his pocket, "sign."

"What? You are merciful and ready to sign some agreement with me—" Hyacinth's eyes froze when she saw the top of the official document, "You are dreaming!" She squeezed out a few words from her teeth , "I won't sign even if I'm imprisoned here for the rest of my life!"

It was a marriage agreement from the Ministry of Magic.Hyacinth had never seen it, but she knew that as long as she signed it, it meant that she and Edmund were married voluntarily.

Anger overwhelmed her, Hyacinth reached out and grabbed the parchment and tore it to pieces.Edmund watched her get angry quietly, and then calmly took out another copy: "Sign."

"I only want to marry one person in this world. You know who he is. His name is Sirius, Sirius Black."

"Will your Sirius still want you?" Edmund reminded her, "a woman who is about to bear another man's child—"

"He will, Sirius and you are different people, no matter how much you pretend in this life, you will never be able to match his brilliance." Hyacinth also smiled, "Why? You want this child? Then leave it to you. Give me a knife, and I can gouge out your son and give it to you right now, okay?"

"You are crazy!"

"It's far worse than you." Hyacinth laughed loudly. "You are a useless piece of trash, Edmund. What else can you do except sneak around and play tricks in secret? Hmm? Just like you did back then Playing like a ghost in front of Signus, you don't have the guts to walk outside now. You are afraid that Sirius will come to you, and you were afraid that Signus would no longer need you. Poor you. You are so small Little power comes from deceit, and your own fantasy 'marriage' is also stolen from others—"

"shut up!"

"I love him," said Hyacins. "You can't do anything to change that."

"Very well, now is just a chance to prove to me how much you love him." Edmund stared into her eyes and took out another thing from his pocket, "Do you know this?"

Hyacinth took a closer look, her blood stopped flowing at that moment.The healed wound on her left wrist began to hurt again, she stretched out her hand tremblingly, and Edmund put the small thing in her palm, and Hyacinth looked at it in disbelief.Of course she knew it!These are the cufflinks on a winter cloak of Sirius. The original cufflinks of that cloak were accidentally dropped by Sirius during a small mission of the Order of the Phoenix. Later, they went to pick out a new pair together.Hyacons knew Sirius liked the cloak because it was warm and light, but it wasn't with him now.

"The day before Valentine's Day, the Order of the Phoenix made a bold move. They broke into the Dark Lord's stronghold to rescue the prisoners." Edmund said softly, "This is their prize."

"You lied!" Hyacinth screamed frantically.

"Unfortunately, I don't. You know that too, otherwise why isn't it with its owner?"

"You're not a Death Eater," Hyacinth clenched her cuff buttons tremblingly, "how could you know..."

"It's okay to tell you. It was brought to me by your old friend Cornelia. I have a secret agreement with her, just as I have an alliance with Signus." Edmund explained with a smile, he will Her terrified look came into her eyes, "Let me make things clear once and for all, Hyacinth. Your Sirius is not the most wanted captive of the Death Eaters. They do want to persuade him to surrender, but they are more urgent now. The person who wants to target... So, it is not impossible for him to get away."

"You're lying." Hyacinth felt cold all over, and she shivered slightly.

Edmund ignored her: "Cornelia is willing to release him because it will distract her opponent Bellatrix. Her request is that I give her more information about Signus. , she wants to drive him to the bottom, which is not difficult for me. So, everything depends on you, Hyacinth."

She closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face.Hyacinth brought Sirius' cufflinks close to her lips, and she also tasted the bitterness of tears when the cold metal touched the warm lips.

"You know that Death Eaters have always been impatient, and you also know that your Sirius is not the kind of person who will bow his head." Edmund pressed the last straw, "You don't remember the ending of others, do you? McGinn The peasants, Marlene, Caradoc whose body has not been found so far..."

"Sirius..." She choked out his name.

"They torture their captives more brutally before they kill them. There are some perverts among the Death Eaters, and you know that. First, they torture their captives with Muggle instruments. Second, they repeatedly humiliate him, teasing him. Finally," Edmund gently lifted Hyacinth's chin as he gazed into her misty, tearful eyes, "they'll rape their captives...take turns...I can tell you, Caradoc and your Uncle Gideon suffered just like that. You see, you and I both know what a charming face Black has, don't you?"

He was a little excited to see her new tears welling up, and at the same time her horror was not limited to the fear for Black's life.

"Do you want to save him, Hyacinth? It's too easy to save him..." Edmund bewitched, "As long as you sign your name, Black will be safe." He grabbed the quill Push it into her hand, "Sign it, really, if you say you love him, let me see how much you love him."

Hyacinth had no choice, her mind went blank, and she gripped the quill.During that happy time that seemed to be stolen, she had promised countless times that she would always be with him forever. She suddenly recalled the first meeting and separation between them, and every small kiss and every caress, whether it was The sour and jealous mood during the Cold War is still the lingering feeling when the love is strong.Hyacinth knew what signing meant, and they might have a chance to renew their relationship, but the premise was that she was alive and he was safe and sound.Sirius is the only love in her life, let alone a contract that may not be broken, she can give her life with both hands.

Trembling, she signed her name on the signature of the document.

"Good girl." Edmund sighed and took the quill, the document and the cuff button from her hand. "What a smart decision."

Buy a permanent ticket and board a never-ending train, Marquez said.

She was only 19 at the time, which was too young.She didn't know that her lifetime contract was signed, and there was no possibility of a comeback ever since.

- February 2 - Godric's Hollow Order of the Phoenix Headquarters

Dorcas and Mrs. Meadows embraced and wept for several days in the room. Dorcas' father failed to escape from the castle, and he bravely blocked a death curse for Fenwick who rescued them.

"Mr. Meadows is a hero." In the dining room downstairs, Fenwick repeated this sentence to everyone for the hundredth time. "If it wasn't for him, I would never have escaped."

"Anyway, this mission is generally considered a success." Moody also looked relaxed, and they did a good job, except that Sirius lost a cufflink, Diggle was injured, and Meadow They have nothing more to lose than the death of Mr.The biggest benefit is that they figured out the structure of the Dark Lord's dungeon and the damn Shura field.

"I think it's from the Caradocs," Sirius said, staring at the cloth he had brought back.They dared not show it to Dorcas for identification.

"It might not be his, but he also..." James didn't finish the sentence.

Everyone was quiet for a while, in fact, this was something they had expected.

"Peter," Remus called out tentatively. Since the end of that mission, Peter has been very abnormal. As Sirius said, he temporarily transformed into an Animagus form to escape, but he was never there. Status, "Come and get me something, please?"

This is an excuse.

Remus brought Peter into the living room, and he asked him solemnly, "Tell me, Peter, what's wrong with you?"

Peter fell down on the sofa and buried his head in his knees. He finally couldn't hold it up anymore: "My brother."

They all knew that Peter's brother died in an accident.

"He didn't die in an accident. He was killed by Death Eaters. It could be considered an accident... At that time, my family lived in Cumbria, that is, in the vicinity of the Dark Lord's castle. The children in the village sometimes Then the Dark Lord started to build his castle..." Peter said tremblingly, "that evening when the other children went home, my brother helped several other wizards go to the hillside to find a Herbs that bloomed at dusk...they ran into the Dark Lord...all died..."

"Peter!" Remus' face flashed with horror, "You never told us."

"I don't want to." Peter wailed. "There's no need! He's dead. He's been dead for so many years. Even I've almost forgotten what he looks like!"

His cries gradually became subdued, and Peter's shoulders trembled violently.

Remus stood there blankly, and he suddenly felt that they all thought Peter too simply.

At this time, Frank's voice came from the door: "I brought today's Daily Prophet!"

"I want to be alone for a while, Remus," Peter begged.Remus nodded, and returned to the dining room, where James had already picked up the newspaper and started to read:

"No big news, here's something about the new Minister for Magic, do you want to read it?" He handed some pages to Moody and Frank, who read them with Fenwick and Diggle Woke up, "What's left is miscellaneous social news..." James browsed quickly, but his expression suddenly froze, and an unprecedented look of panic quickly spread across James' face.

"What's the matter, Fork?" Sirius asked. "You found out that the Ministry of Magic issued a deer hunting order?"

James didn't smile: "Come here, Sirius, and you, Remus."

He grabbed a page from the newspaper and walked out of the dining room while everyone else was concerned about the new Minister for Magic.

"What did you see?" Remus asked in surprise.

They stood in the kitchen, and with a wave of his wand, James cast an ear-closing charm on the dining room.Then he handed the page of the newspaper to Sirius with a livid face: "Promise me, don't rush out and kill people."

Sirius took it in doubt, he didn't get the point at first.

"Look below," James said in a strange voice.He suddenly grabbed Sirius' shoulders forcefully, and Remus stretched out his head to look for the news he said together.

He and Sirius saw the small but shocking news at the same time——

It was the marriage announcement of Edmund Parkinson and Hyacinth White.

They never believed in prophecy.

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Note:

1. The reason Edmund arrived in time was that the blood curse told him his baby was dying.

2. [Buy a permanent ticket...]: It is also the same as in "One Hundred Years of Solitude".