HP: Embrace the Darkness

cellar door

"Hey, kid, why don't you go back first, and I'll tell you the message when the dean and Assis come back? You've been standing here for so long, and they may not come back if you wait any longer. Aren't you tired of standing there?"

Miss Medusa curled her tail helplessly, raising her tail from time to time to push down Morpidor, who was overflowing with curiosity and wanted to catch Draco.

"I'm not tired, I'll wait a little longer."

Draco lowered his eyes and stood quietly in the shadow. Perhaps his feet were numb from standing for too long, and his thin body swayed slightly.

He came right after class in the morning and stood in the cellar for several hours, but still didn't wait for Asses.

Suddenly there was the sound of vague footsteps at the end of the corridor. Draco looked up sharply and saw Artese walking over with Snape, his eyes suddenly sore.

"elder brother."

Aces heard the sound, looked at Draco's pale face and swaying body, and quickly took a few steps to support him.

"Why are you standing here? How long have you been standing there?"

Draco grabbed Ass's arm aggrievedly, "I've been waiting for you, waiting for you for several hours, why did you just come back?"

Medusa opened the door for several people.

Snape walked in first.

Aces took a step behind, supporting Draco.

Only then did Draco belatedly feel the numbness coming from the soles of his feet.

He bared his teeth and jumped to the cellar along with Assese's strength, screaming in pain as he jumped.

"Why are your feet so numb?"

Asseth looked at him bouncing around in amusement, "It's normal for your feet to be numb after standing for so long. Is there no one in my office? Why don't you go over there and sit and wait."

"No one, I knocked on the door."

"Knocking on the door is not enough. Cousin... she sleeps very hard. Next time she just kicks the door."

Aces had no choice but to explain, and helped Draco to the sofa and asked him to sit on it.

"Tell me what you want from me."

Draco beat his numb feet vigorously. Hearing this, he raised his head and looked at Asseth carefully, up and down, from beginning to end, making sure that he was not missing anything. After he got it back, he could hardly control the sourness in his eyes.

"Are you alright?"

Aces was stunned for a moment, then ruffled Draco's hair in a funny way.

"I'm fine. Why don't you, a crybaby, flood Hogwarts if something happens? How dare something happen to me?"

"Who are you calling the crybaby? You are the crybaby."

Draco felt that he was worried about this brother in vain and laughed at him as soon as he came back. He might as well... No, he still has to come back. He was just such a brother.

"Are you really okay? Last night Digory said that you blocked the death curse for him, and you wouldn't worry about me, so lie to me and you're okay."

As Draco talked, he almost believed what he said, and his eyes, which had gradually become numb, began to feel sour again.

"What's the point of lying to you? If you don't believe it..." Artes raised his chin towards Snape, who was watching them quietly, "Go and ask your dean."

After Artes and Snape met more often and received gifts from Snape, Draco's fear and distance from Snape, which belonged to the Head of Slytherin and the Potions Professor, became much less intense.

He didn't hesitate at all, looking at Snape eagerly, "Dean?"

Asseth also looked over eagerly, "Sif?"

Snape: "..."

He turned his head away, not wanting to see the stupidity of the two brothers.

"...He's fine."

Aces immediately turned his head and looked down at Draco with a victorious attitude.

"I told you I'm fine. Come on, tell me what's going on in your heart and why you're looking so gloomy."

Draco's level of hiding his emotions was not enough in front of Artes and Snape. Both of them saw the fear hidden in Draco's heart.

"He... I mean that person is back now, right? Is he... at my house?"

Although he used a questioning tone, the slight trembling at the end of Draco's voice showed that he had already guessed the answer.

Aces understood instantly, and after pondering for a moment, he gently stroked Draco's head.

"I was just about to tell you about this. Come back with me during the holidays and don't go back there. Voldemort will move in as soon as he is resurrected."

Draco's face turned pale again.

"But I...my father and mother are still there, I...I can't leave them behind."

"This is what they mean. Don't worry, they will be fine. There are not many people Voldemort can use now, especially without the support of a family head like Lucius, so he won't do anything to him."

Of course, you still have to suffer a little, but you don't have to worry about your life, but there is no need to tell Draco these things, lest he worry every day.

Draco felt a little relieved.

He knew that Artes and Lucius had a very close connection, and sometimes he and Lucius didn't even have that much contact. Since Artes said that, it was probably what his father meant.

Besides, he really couldn't be of much help.

Thinking of this, Draco's beautiful gray-blue eyes dimmed a little, but they soon brightened up again.

"What can I do? I... know that I can't help you now, but I can work hard to learn and try. I can't hide behind my parents and brother forever. I can also protect you."

The further he spoke, the firmer Draco's tone became, and his light-colored pupils were extremely bright and dazzling.

Aces vaguely recalled his first meeting with Draco - the platinum dumpling who was at a loss at the banquet had grown up.

Not to mention being alone, but he already has the courage to be alone.

"Since you want to help, practice the Occlumency technique I taught you. Once you can resist Voldemort's Legilimency, you can help us."

Draco nodded heavily.

After he left, Snape frowned and sat on the sofa.

"You want him to go to the dark side?"

"how is this possible?"

"Then you just said...you were lying to him?"

"I'm not lying to him, but he doesn't need to get close to Voldemort. He just needs to arrogantly point his nose in front of Voldemort and scold him, and he can scold him no matter what."

"Are you crazy? He's going to kill him."

Snape couldn't figure out what Artes wanted to do, but he knew Voldemort's temper. If he was pointed at and scolded by a young wizard or his own son, Voldemort would definitely go crazy.

"Don't worry, I can still let Draco die and let Voldemort hurt Draco under my hands?"

This brief confrontation gave Asseth the opportunity to figure out Voldemort's strength.

Just like Merlin said, the gap at this level is so huge that it is almost insurmountable.

The fact that he was in such a mess this time was not because of Voldemort, it was just the price he paid for saving Cedric.

Cedric?

Aces suddenly remembered something he had forgotten.

"Did Dumbledore say Cedric wanted to see me? He was at St. Mungo's?"

Snape nodded.