I abducted HP's friend on his wedding day

On a sunny summer day, beside the gurgling river, there are green shades, the fragrance of flowers, lush green grass, colorful pebbles, and the crisp sound of birdsong from time to time...

If it weren't for the day before, Draco was still sure that he had entered a secret passage from the snowy Hogwarts... Well, even now, Draco still felt like he was living a dream. day.

He was holding a simple fishing rod in his hand and was sitting by the river. He was wearing very simple linen clothes and a very sloppy straw hat, which was hung loosely around his neck. Draco spent the entire afternoon looking for a tree. Under the shade, I sat like this for almost a whole morning.

In the time and space of a thousand years ago, there were not many good places for entertainment or interesting ways to play. These days, apart from following Angus and Helena to learn spells, Draco followed Helena. Go pick wild fruits, or go to the woods to look for edible mushrooms or something.

After all, at this time, there were no abundant food sources.

Today, their plan is to go fishing.

Angus and Helena, wearing simple-looking straw hats, were laughing and joking not far from Draco. They didn't seem to be interested in fishing. Instead, they were having fun playing in the water.

Draco glanced over from time to time. He didn't expect that Angus still had a childish side, but maybe it was because he had to play with that little girl. That girl's name was Helena Ravenque. Lao, she should also be the female ghost from Ravenclaw College.

She just didn't know what would happen in the future, so that after she died, she would not have the courage to continue walking, but would become a ghost, wandering around Hogwarts.

Draco looked at Helena with some envy. She looked really happy. Maybe she had a very good relationship with Angus, the kind of friend who didn't bring any benefits. Maybe she was a sincere friend. Draco I feel like I probably don’t have friends with this kind of relationship around me.

He and Theodore have grown up together, and there are also many thoughts of taking advantage of him. Whether he wants to take advantage of Theodore, or Theodore covets some of his interests, Slytherin rarely has a pure character. friendship.

Or maybe... it's not friendship, but a family relationship that grew up together. I always felt that although Angus emphasized that this was his fiancée when he introduced Helena, it was a little too deliberate, as if he wanted to explain to himself, Helena, the little girl, was protected by Angus Slytherin and told him not to make any decisions.

Draco wanted to tell Angus directly that he had no interest in Helena and would not make any calculations, because it would be of no use. He would have to go back to Helena at that time a thousand years later. It was just an ordinary ghost in Ravenclaw. For Draco, there was no benefit to be extracted.

People here are thinking wildly, while people over there are seriously trying to make their little fiancées happy.

Helena envied Angus for being able to leave suddenly, go to a place that sounded very interesting to study and play, and grow up quickly. Therefore, when Angus came back, the little girl lost her temper.

The age difference is obviously only two or three years old. Angus disappeared for only a few days, so the age difference is quite big.

It felt like we were all playmates, but you grew up secretly behind my back. Helena felt betrayed by Angus.

When Angus's fishing rod finally moved and something seemed to bite the bait, Helena rolled her eyes and started making trouble. Finally, Angus's fishing rod was bitten by something in the water. He fell into the river with him.

Helena laughed heartily, then squatted by the river and splashed water on Angus.

Angus stood up from the water, looked at Helena helplessly and dotingly, and finally greeted Draco on the other side, planning to go back and change clothes.

The three of them just ran out to fish because there was a Muggle village nearby, and none of them had wands that would reveal their identities.

Draco didn't even raise his head to respond. He just looked straight at the water until a warm breath came close to him.

Draco slowly turned his head and saw Helena squatting beside him, holding her little face in her hands, looking at him curiously.

"..." Draco swallowed and asked cautiously. "What's the matter with you?"

Helena blinked and shook her head.

She looks so good...

Draco thought to himself.

Helena remained silent, tilting her head and staring at Draco.

This made Draco feel a little uncomfortable. The feeling of being stared at like this didn't seem so natural.

"Is there really nothing wrong with you?" Draco couldn't help but ask again.

"Hmm..." Helena thought for a moment and then asked. "I just feel that if you and Angus are not friends, why do you still act like you are friends with him?"

Helena blinked, as if she really couldn't understand the question: "As for friends, yes means yes, no means no. You and Angus are not friends!"

Draco felt suffocated. He tried to force a smile and said, "What do you mean? It sounds weird."

"That's the expression!" Helena stretched out a finger, pointed at Draco's mouth, and said with a smile. "Hypocrisy! I know, you are a very hypocritical and hypocritical person! You are obviously not friends with Angus, so you have to pretend to be Angus's friend!"

Looking at Helena's clear eyes, Draco felt that he didn't know what expression he should put on.

The breeze blew slowly, and Draco took a deep breath. He smiled bitterly and said, "Well, my relationship with Angus is really not that good."

Helena was very happy when she got the answer she wanted. She showed her white teeth and smiled sweetly at Draco.

"I just said I saw it!" The little girl held her head high, looking very proud.

"Yeah..." Draco just wanted to fool him and let himself be in peace.

"The look in your eyes at Angus is full of resentment! So, I know that you are definitely not Angus's friend. Friends don't look like that."

Helena shook her head and said, ignoring the change in Draco's face.

"Even if there was a conflict between Teacher Helga and my mother, my father's hatred was in the middle. The way my mother looked at Teacher Helga was a mixture of love and hate. When you look at Angus, there is no emotion in his eyes. Resentment! So, this is not the relationship between friends who have conflicts!"

Draco was silent, wondering if the little girl herself realized what an earth-shattering secret she had told.

He sighed secretly in his heart, Helena was still young and probably didn't have this awareness.

"Ravenclaw...Ms. Ravenclaw, and Ms. Hufflepuff, right?" Draco actually had little interest in the love and hatred between the four founders a thousand years ago. Aren't the loves, hates, and hatreds in his body enough for him to torment himself with?

"Yes, Mom said, Teacher Helga obviously had a chance to save me and her. If Teacher Helga and Gordy had rescued her early, nothing would have happened to Dad." Hai Lian Na's hair hung down in front of her head, half covering her eyes.

"Your dad...what's wrong with him?" Draco was actually a little hesitant. He knew what probably happened and he should stop asking, but he suddenly thought of his parents who were also in trouble. For some reason, he wanted to hear Helena admits that she, like herself, has also lost important parents.

Even, a trace of jealousy arose in Draco's heart. Helena still had her mother, Rowena Ravenclaw, but Draco Malfoy had no parents left behind. He was younger than the one in front of him. The girl is even more pitiful because he lost his parents, while Helena lost only her father.

Draco's heart was filled with traces of darkness. He felt like he was standing on the edge of a cliff, with an abyss on one side and a crowd on the other. Those who stared at him with boundless desire and red eyes. The crowd, those people, one by one, were watching him step on the edge of the cliff, waiting for him to fall.

Therefore, even though Draco knew that the little girl in front of him was innocent and pitiful, he couldn't help but pass on this malice without hesitation. He wanted to see Helena as miserable as himself.

Helena used her small hands to stroke the hair hanging down in front of her eyes, blocking her sight.

The corners of her mouth were still curved, and she said with a smile: "Little brother, are you, your parents are gone too?"

Draco froze. He stared at Helena, his heart beating violently.

Helena just smiled and said, "I'm not a fool either."

Draco only felt that the way Helena looked at him seemed to see through his dark thoughts.

He later remembered that Helena's surname was Ravenclaw, and she was the daughter of Rowena Ravenclaw, the smartest witch in the legend and one of the greatest witches in history.

How could her daughter be so simple?

Draco was speechless. He didn't want to admit his dark thoughts. He wanted to stand up, run away, and avoid Helena's sight, but his feet were as if they were filled with lead and were too heavy to move.

"Okay, for the sake of your pitiful face, I can tell you my story, my father's story." Helena let out a long sigh like a little adult.

"My father is a Muggle. He rescued my mother back home when she was injured. Then, he fell in love with my mother at first sight and successfully caught up with her and made her his wife. ."

Helena played with her curls with her fingers, her tone was very calm, and she told the story about her parents without any ups and downs.

"Later...he was discovered on the way to escape with his mother, and was stoned to death by those Muggles..."

Draco asked in a hoarse voice: "Are you...in front of you?"

Helena tilted her head, looked at Draco, looked at his nervous look, and smiled.

"Yes, right in front of me." Helena admitted simply.

Draco originally thought that he should pity Helena. After all, he was different from Helena. Helena watched her father die, and he had no memory of his parents.

It sounds like he is luckier than Helena.

However, his throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton wool. It was sour and he could not make any sound. Draco just opened his mouth and looked at Helena at a loss.

Helena sighed: "Why do you look sadder than me?"

Her eyes were full of pity: "You look like you are about to cry."

Draco felt like vomiting, he felt so uncomfortable, he felt suffocated, he literally couldn't breathe.

"Aren't you sad?" Draco asked impatiently.

"..." Helena was silent for a moment and gave Draco an answer that seemed very boring.

"I have been sad for a long time. If the sadness has passed, it would be too sad to continue to be sad."

but……

Draco couldn't help complaining, and he said almost catharticly: "I learned not long ago that my teacher, the person who adopted me when I was a baby, the person I almost regarded as my father, He was the murderer who drove my parents to death."

"Those people said that my parents are bad people and Death Eaters. You don't know what a Death Eater is. They are a very bad and bad people. They do all kinds of evil. They are hated by everyone and they are considered by everyone. , a worthy death..."

Draco choked and continued.

"When they died, I was actually a baby. I didn't know anything."

Draco felt that his words were to defend himself, a very feeble defense. He felt like the most pitiable deserter. It seemed that only in this way could he feel that he was the innocent and pitiful person.

"But if it weren't for protecting me, they wouldn't have died without any resistance..."

"You also know the person who adopted me. He is Salazar Slytherin. You must know that, right?"

Draco said with difficulty.

"No matter what I want to do, I'm no match for that person. I'm... weak... too weak..."

Draco shed tears.

He was a little incoherent.

Helena spoke softly: "Actually, I'm hiding one fact from you. When my parents escaped, I was sick. I slowed down their pace, so... he didn't have time to escape."

See, you are not the only one who is a drag and one of the culprits who killed your parents.

Draco understood immediately. He met Helena's gaze and saw the extremely familiar yet extremely unfamiliar face with a collapsed expression in her eyes.

"My parents... they were terrible..."

They shouldn't even be alive...

but……

Draco really wanted to say it out loud.

Even if the Malfoys deserved their punishment, he still hoped that they would grow up with him.