HP Polar Night

Hearing the familiar footsteps, Agares turned his face and looked at the person coming.Harry and his two friends were standing in the doorway, looking at him in surprise.Hermione was quick to react, nudging Harry to take a step forward, and then very understandingly dragging Ron, who would not budge, with both hands, walking past them.Ron muttered something, but was elbowed by Hermione and could only hug his stomach and scream, losing his ability to resist and being taken away.Leaving Harry, who didn't know what he was going to do, neither moving forward nor retreating, he stood there awkwardly.

"Mr. Potter." Agares called him that on purpose, and sure enough, he saw a bewildered, embarrassed and aggrieved expression on the boy's face.

"What's the matter? Mr. Black." Harry deliberately replied with a straight face, but he didn't know that his inner emotions had already been revealed in Agares' eyes.

Agares walked a few steps forward from leaning to standing.Harry subconsciously wanted to back away, but he stopped him pretending to be calm.Fortunately, Agares stopped three steps away from him.

"I need your help with something." Agares said his purpose.

Harry was full of questions, but since he defined the current relationship between himself and Agares as "in the cold war" and "unreconciled", he could only hold back the questions that almost blurted out, deliberately indifferent He replied, "Oh."

A smile flashed in Agares' eyes, but before Harry noticed, he had returned to his serious look, and said, "Fred and George told me that you have a magical map, and I need to borrow it. "The twins told him about the Marauder's Map after he had a cold war with Harry. Agares was very interested in that map, so he deliberately waited outside the auditorium today to stop each other.

After using the Marauder's Map that day, Harry had a cold war with Agares because he heard about Sirius Black. After that, he didn't feel in the mood to study the map, and kept it in the dormitory.It seemed that Ron played with it for a few days and then didn't pay attention to it.

"I don't know where Ron put it. I'll go back and ask him." Harry didn't look at Agares either, pretending that the wall lamp on the wall was pretty.

Concealing his expression of wanting to laugh, Agares also pretended to be serious: "I can go to the Gryffindor lounge with you, and you can ask Mr. Weasley. If it doesn't bother you."

Harry was almost dying of embarrassment at his insincere performance. "Oh," he replied with another tone, "yes."

"Please, Mr. Potter." Agares stepped aside to get out of the way.

"Come with me, Mr. Black." Harry still didn't look at him, and walked straight forward with his neck straight, almost out of touch.Feeling that Agares was following him not far behind, he was staring at the road ahead, not daring to glance at it out of the corner of his eye, so naturally he didn't know that the man behind him couldn't help but smile.

Harry led Agares to the Gryffindor Tower. As the first Slytherin to step into Gryffindor's territory, Agares encountered many curious eyes of miraculous portraits along the way.

Hermione and Ron were arguing in the lounge, and vaguely heard the words Agares and Black.

When they saw Agares, who had followed Harry in, his mouth was open enough to stuff a whole egg.

Ignoring Agares who was looking curiously behind him, Harry said, "Ron, Mr. Black is here to borrow the Marauder's Map, do you remember where it is?"

Hermione almost laughed out loud at the name Mr. Black, which earned Harry and Ron stares.

Ron was also a little embarrassed. He stood up from the sofa: "Uh, I'll look for it. It seems to be in a drawer. Ouch! Scabbers bit me again!" He suddenly bent down and grabbed a gray dog ​​from his pocket. The mouse, the mouse seemed to be in a very bad state, and the spirit was still a little crazy. It was struggling in Ron's hands and screaming.Ron lost his grip, and Scabbers fell to the floor, before disappearing under the sofa.

"Need help?" Agares asked.Naturally rejected, Ron didn't want his mouse caught by a Slytherin. "Scattered may be tired, it will go back by itself. I'll go find the Marauder's Map."

Harry followed suit: "I'll help you find it, Ron."

The two of them seemed to run away, and ran to the dormitory.Hermione and Agares looked at each other, and they both saw a trace of helplessness in each other's eyes.

"Hi, Agares, Merry Christmas." Hermione greeted first.

Agares nodded at her: "Merry Christmas, Hermione."

"Come and sit here, it's closer to the fireplace, it's warmer." After Agares sat down, Hermione lowered her voice and asked curiously, "How are you and him?"

Agares smiled: "Mr. Potter and I? It's quite friendly, without glaring or fighting."

Hermione shrugged: "You know, he didn't mean that."

"Hmm." Agares replied with a nasal voice that didn't make sense.Half of him was sunken in the soft sofa, half of his face was illuminated by the glowing red fire in the fireplace, and the other half of his face was in shadow, with a faint smile on his lips, looking very relaxed and comfortable.

Hermione also understood what he meant, and buried herself a little in the cushion, enjoying this rare relaxation.

After Harry and Ron rummaged through the dormitory and finally found the Marauder's Map, they saw this man and a woman, a Slytherin and a Gryffindor, sitting by the fireplace, talking softly, looking quite It's pleasant, and the atmosphere is just right.

Before Harry could react, Ron coughed heavily, interrupting the conversation between the two. "We found it, it was stuffed into Harry's holiday paper, but we've been looking for us for a long time." He thumped over, sat down beside Hermione, reached out to pick up the snacks on the table and ate them.

A few steps behind, Harry had no choice but to meet the eyes of Agares and Hermione and walked forward, handing over the map. "This is the Marauder's Map."

Agares reached out and took it. "Thank you, Mr. Potter. If there is nothing else, I'll go back first." He stood up.

Harry looked like he was about to say something, but he opened his mouth, and all he could say was, "You're welcome, Mr. Black. Slow down, Mr. Black."

Hermione couldn't help laughing, "Puchi..." She quickly covered her mouth, "I'm sorry, you said your own."

Harry stared at her several times, unable to speak.

As if nothing happened, Agares took the map and walked towards the door.The lounge door opened, Agares went out, and the door closed again.

Hermione looked at Harry's face and said, "Ah, Harry, you don't seem to have told Agares how to use that map?" Harry's eyes lit up, but Ron said, "Fred and the others will definitely Tell him!" Hermione rolled her eyes and stomped her foot hard. "Ow!" Ron howled while clutching his right foot, "Hermione! Why are you stepping on me again?!"

"Fred and the others are not at school, and it will be a long time before they come back. Harry, you can just tell Agares by the way, and it won't be a problem." Hermione continued.

Harry struggled for a while, but finally he couldn't fight the thoughts in his heart, and walked out the door. "I'll go out for a while, and I'll be back soon."

After Harry disappeared through the door, Ron put down his trampled right foot, and said dissatisfiedly: "Hermione, why are you facing that Slytherin? You heard that at the Three Broomsticks that day, there was a conversation between Sirius Black and Harry." With such a relationship, it would be bad for Harry to be friends with his son again."

Hermione snorted: "What's wrong, Sirius Black is Sirius Black, Agares is Agares, and it's not his fault that he has a murderer father."

Ron wanted to continue arguing with her, but Harry couldn't hear all this.

After leaving the door of the lounge, Harry quickly ran to the stairs. At this time, Agares had already reached the seventh floor. "Wait!" He called to stop the other party.Agares stopped, and the stairs happened to shift, taking him to the other side.The distance between the two is getting farther and farther.

Harry stood on the stairs in frustration, waiting for them to take him there, but tonight the stairs just wouldn't obey, sending them both in the exact opposite direction.

Agares walked up, but the stairs wanted to send him downstairs.

Harry went down, only to be sent back upstairs again and again.

The two persisted like this for a while, and finally couldn't help laughing.

"Harry, you wait there, I'll go over there." Agares took out his wand and said to Harry upstairs.The boy nodded, rather dumbfounded, but this action also eased the weird atmosphere between them, at least he won't feel embarrassed or difficult to face now.

Agares cast a spell on the rotating staircase, and after a while, the staircase obediently sent him where he wanted to go.In this way, one spell after another, the stairs under his feet were layer upon layer, and he only needed to take a step, and he was sent to the top floor layer by layer until he stood in front of Harry.

When the person stood in front of him, Harry suddenly didn't know what to say, so he could only show a smirk, his emerald green eyes filled with a smile and a hint of bewilderment.

Agares cleared his throat: "Mr. Potter, is there anything else?"

Harry coughed, "Agares, are you still laughing at me?"

"Don't dare. After all, Mr. Potter has a big temper. If you give me another shot later, it would be wrong." Agares perfectly interpreted what it meant to push his nose on his face.

Harry wrinkled his nose: "Hey, what's that smell, it's sour."

Agares reached out and flicked the boy's head. "I haven't seen you for a few days, and I have practiced my tongue." Harry stroked his forehead, exchanged glances with Agares, and both of them laughed.

After laughing, Harry dryly apologized.

"Is it because of Sirius Black?" Agares had thought about it these days, and probably the only reason why Harry suddenly refused to see him was his escaped prisoner father.He guessed that Harry might have learned about the relationship between Sirius and James Potter from Professor Lupine, and couldn't accept it for a while?

Harry nodded.Although there was still a grudge in his heart, Harry had already thought clearly that this matter had nothing to do with Agares, and he shouldn't push his friend away because of this.

"I...I have something to tell you..." Harry murmured.

Agares nodded: "I am more than happy."

The author has something to say:

mr black

Mr Porter

Pfft~~~ The two tsundere, almost want to kill me laughing.

Hermione in this chapter is undoubtedly herself.

And, this chapter is sweet from the beginning to the end, everyone thinks so, right?whee

Agares: Someone asked me to tell you about her flight tonight.

Harry: So?

Someone: So I have to save the manuscript until I come back~