[TH TRHP] Diary Confusion [HP Doujin Harry Potter Doujin]

Harry never imagined that he would face off against his father in the Quidditch arena one day.

The moment the golden light flashed across his field of vision, the young James parted his mouth to show a somewhat evil provocative smile, and drove his broomstick to chase after him.Before mentally responding, Harry's body had already automatically pursued.

James is very similar to Harry, or rather, Harry is very similar to his father when he was young.The usually disheveled black hair was forced out of the speed lines by the wind, and the forehead hair flipped to reveal the eyes that were lit up with focus and enthusiasm behind the old-fashioned glasses. The same outstanding flying ability made the figures of the two alternately draw smoothly in mid-air The circular arcs go hand in hand.

The golden scout with silver wings is the messenger who guides the way, and the sound of the wind sings heartily in my ears.My heart is full of pure joy born of flying and competition.

A little further away, Sirius charged at Snape with a vicious look on his face, who closed his eyes with a scream, and threw a long stick-shaped object into the distance with all his might.When someone whimpered and turned around to catch up, Lucius drove the broom and grabbed the collar of the teammate who was relieving his chest, roaring, "When the hell did you touch my wand away?!"...

"Are you happy?"

A deep voice suddenly sounded in the ears. Harry snapped back to himself, sitting gracefully on a broomstick with Tom Riddle - what a spectacle, he thought - flanking him behind him, with a sort of bewitching grin.

Harry nodded lightly, and returned a polite smile: "Yes, everything that is vain and happy."

The scene switches silently with his language.The spacious water surface of the Black Lake spread out below them, the rising wind was gradually stained with dense water vapor, and the fresh air gently passed the tip of their noses.

The young man's red eyes narrowed with a lazy smile.

"A freewheeling world in the true sense of the word, isn't it?"

"Yes," Harry nodded again in agreement, "However, life can't and can't always follow one's inclinations." The emerald green eyes are as steady as a still deep pool, staring sincerely at the doomed enemy:

"Otherwise we'd never grow up, Tom."

The name that appeared for the first time caused something to flicker in the red eyes.At this moment, something was overthrown between the two, and what was relentlessly re-intervening.

Fate stubbornly threw them into different camps, but made the two hearts understand each other.That's why the induction can be established through the scars, so the world built by the two people's ideas can be balanced instead of collapsed.

It was really Merlin's biggest joke.

"But my dear Harry, I don't need to grow up at all," Tom in school robes twitched his mouth, his red eyes didn't smile, and something obscure was floating, "I'm just a paragraph in a broken diary It's just a memory."

There was a gentle expression on the green-eyed boy's face, with a slight sympathetic bitterness.

"I know, Tom. Maybe you're just feeling lonely."

Hearing this, the young man closed his eyes silently.When he opened it again, he showed that casual smile again.

"Hey, crafty little thing, if you just want to get out of here, why don't you just say so?"

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A stinging slap on the cheek forced Harry's consciousness out of the depths of the darkness.He opened his eyes to see wide blue eyes above freckled cheeks.

"Whoa Harry, why did you fall asleep on the table? Your head is... shit, what kind of junk is this?"

Ron pinched the corner of the book and picked up the brown hardcover book, and directly sent a questioning look to his friend's green eyes through the hideous hole in the middle.

Harry stared fixedly at a stain on the inner page facing him.The ink that was overturned just now is flowing down the texture of the paper, instead of disappearing, or even fading at all.

"Harry? You didn't make this thing like this to try to convince me that this is the diary left by Vo... YOU-KNOW-WHO before?"

— "he" is no longer there.

"No, Ron. It's just pointless junk."

"...Harry?"

Ron looked puzzled at the back of his companion leaving.It looked a little dignified, but he believed it was just a momentary blur of his vision.

He shrugged and ran after him, throwing his contents into the wastebasket by the way.

―FIN―