[HP] Similar but different

Pull the time back to the moment when Harry just used the soul stone, in the stone house.

The family of three reunited after 16 years. Although the yin and yang are separated, no matter which one is very exciting.After the excitement passed, Lily thought of the most crucial part: "How did you get this stone, Harry?"

When she mentioned this, James' expression changed instantly. "Yes," he frowned deeply, "a month ago, it was still in the hands of the devil." He looked at Harry carefully again, nervously as if trying to find a possible wound on his son.

It was sooner than Harry had imagined, but he never expected that they wouldn't find out. "I'm fine," he explained, feeling a plumb in his throat, "because he gave it to me."

"...What?!" Both Lily and James were astonished.

The plumb hanging on the tip of Harry's tongue became heavier, and he still had some indescribable fear.However, it is impossible for him to hide the two of them from anyone, and there is no way out, so he can only sink the boat. "A month ago? What was that?" He tried to ask that first.

At this moment, deep valleys appeared between James' brows.Lily glanced at him and offered to explain to Harry.And after listening to those short conversations, Harry didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a moment——

Even with the attitude of taking advantage of the undead, should he be called the Dark Lord?

But then again, with Voldemort's temperament, it's normal for him to completely ignore this matter, let alone the effect of the plugging...

"I found that he had no expectation of recalling the undead. But he actually did it for the second time, without elaborating - he hasn't told us the most important part." Lily continued to explain, her green eyes staring at Harry unblinking, "We can only guess that you must have made some terrible decision about him, and it is very likely to be opposed by us—" Seeing Harry's cheeks flushing uncontrollably, she nodded knowingly, as if With a sigh, "It seems so."

Harry could hardly look at his parents anymore. "May I ask your forgiveness first?" He whispered, not sure if he was being too greedy, "I don't want...I don't want you to ignore me like Sirius."

Hearing the name, James' body trembled.He couldn't help but look at his son's drooping head and clenched hands, and then turned to look at his wife—Lily shook her head slightly at him—and closed his eyes hard. "We've imagined many times what could compel the Dark Lord to do something he would never normally want to do," he said, his voice tensed like a full-stretched bowstring. , and you forgave him, but your mother thinks more than that."

Harry's face was completely white now. "...Mom?" He could almost hear the panic in his tone.She guessed that Harry was in love with his nemesis?But she didn't show it at first?Or were they just waiting for him to confess to them himself and reflect on his mistakes?

His body began to tremble, as if some ice and snow beast was gnawing at his internal organs.

"It's okay, Harry, it's okay." Lily immediately took two steps forward, tightly wrapping him in her arms, with obvious heartache and anxiety in her tone, "Mom is here, always here."

Although the touch on the back was almost invisible, it was still quick to reassure Harry.He opened his arms to hug his mother back, and caught the flickering worry in his father's eyes from her translucent shoulders. "Mom, Dad," he felt a warmth pass from her to him, which gave him the strength to stand firm again, "are you willing to hear me finish all this?"

It's all a very complicated story, and it took Harry a long time to tell it.

From Voldemort using his blood to resurrect, to Voldemort realizing that he is his Horcrux; from Voldemort coercing him to accept a deal, to Voldemort grabbing all the prophecies; from Voldemort verifying the power of the twin wands, to Voldemort approaching again for a more powerful unknown force he……

And he, after struggling and stumbling, discovered the subtle connection between all the above matters, and when he looked back, he didn't know when he had lost his mind.

The end of the story disappeared for a long time, and the stone house was silent.James buried his face deep in his hands, his glasses pushed up to his forehead, not without frustration, and Lily looked at Harry understandingly, not without sadness. "You've done nothing wrong," she said softly, her eyes flushed. "You don't need to blame yourself, Harry."

"But..." Harry wanted to say something, but forgot when he saw his father. "I try to make myself do the right thing," he said dryly, "however, if I can't even convince Sirius, then I might really need to check myself."

"Sirius..." Lily read the name softly, the nostalgia was obvious. "We know him better than you do. That's who he is. When I told him about Dumbledore's past, his reaction made me think I did something that wasn't quite right. I mean, if Dumbledore Unwilling to talk about the past, then I shouldn't have opened his scars."

Harry wasn't sure hiding was a better idea.For him at least, it's definitely better to be honest, and he especially doesn't like being kept in the dark. "Dumbledore said it was normal for Sirius to react, and that I should despise him."

This made Lily lose her mind for a while.After waking up, she sighed heavily. "I didn't know what was going on until I heard what you said... He must have had a hard time these years." She sighed again, and looked at Harry again, "He also knows?"

Harry nodded, and cast another wary glance at James. "He found out early in the morning." Then he told all about the three broomsticks going to the kitchen of No. 12 Grimmauld Place.

"'Have no mercy on the dead...have mercy on the living...worthy objects...'" Lily repeated the words as if unconsciously. "I must admit that Dumbledore was right."

"That's not quite right." James, who had been silent all this time, interrupted suddenly, and he didn't know when he put on his glasses again.Meeting Harry's and Lily's turning eyes at the same time, he shrugged unnaturally. "He missed another equally valuable goal ... I mean, for us."

Lily's eyes sparkled, and she was full of joy, as if she was waiting for him. "Yes, I think so too."

Harry didn't know it right away, but it wasn't easy to wonder when Lily and James were staring at him. "You're talking about..." He couldn't believe what he guessed, so he could only stare at them for a moment.

"I don't want to say that the Dark Lord designed us, but he did get our promise—" James was very annoyed when he mentioned Voldemort, "No matter what danger we face, we will always choose to stand by you before; and as long as something is really your will, we are all on your side!"

Harry spent a lot of time with his parents.It wasn't until they said goodbye that he realized he was hungry.He didn't know what time it was, but he was sure he missed lunch and dinner.

He sat there looking at the ring again.If he was a little uneasy before using it, it has completely disappeared now——

"We're sad, Harry. Because we couldn't raise you up and be there for you when you're facing difficulties. But you know why we died and we hope you understand. We lived so that you could live , and live as well as possible.

"We're happy too, Harry. Because you're a brave boy, and you've done things no one else could have imagined. Maybe you can't blow them up, but that doesn't take away from what you've done to make the world a better place. You Noble and kind, we are proud of you.

"No matter what happens, remember, Harry, you will always be our child."

Thinking back to Lily's last words, Harry's mood has never been so peaceful and grateful.It was she who told Harry that Voldemort had used the Resurrection Stone twice—

"...it all makes sense," Lily added later, with a little dazed emotion, "he doesn't think he can seek our support (James snorts in disgust), he can only hope Our support for you."

Harry didn't expect that half of the reason why Voldemort discovered the Resurrection Stone was because of him, and he also didn't expect that Voldemort would use the Resurrection Stone again after the accident.This made him feel complicated, the biggest part was still touched——

Even without mentioning the Dark Arts and Death Eaters, Voldemort is indeed an arrogant, lacklustre, controlling person with countless shortcomings; at the same time, Voldemort does try to solve the obstacles in front of them, within the scope of his ability .

But he can't be called perfect, and Harry tried to find his own shortcomings. Being impulsive and reckless has almost become his personal characteristic label.Comparing the relationship between Ron and Hermione, he finally decided that he and Voldemort also had a similar problem of personality adjustment, and that was the problem...

bigger?Also troublesome?

Before he could finish thinking, Harry noticed that a puff of black smoke passed through the stone wall, and then condensed into the appearance of a man.He looked at the other party and noticed some wet marks on the sleeves of the other party's robe. "it's raining outside?"

Voldemort also stared at him, and it took him a long while to reply, "A little bit."

Harry didn't know what the other party saw in him, but it didn't matter—no, and James' last urgency to find a better partner whenever possible couldn't be found. "This," he held out his hand, "will you take it back?"

After seeing the ring clearly, Voldemort's pupils darkened instantly.

Harry suddenly realized that there was ambiguity in his words. "Of course what I promised you is true," he hurried to make amends, "but I don't think I'm suitable for keeping it... I think I can't control myself and often use it."

Voldemort's gaze returned to Harry's face.He didn't answer Harry when he spoke again: "I thought you needed it to convince your godfather."

He did think so... Harry's hands trembled. "It's okay," he pointed to his head with his empty finger, "I'm going to borrow Professor Dumbledore's Pensieve, it looks safer than the Soul Resurrection Stone."

Voldemort must have known Harry was saying that memory had a similar effect, but he still hadn't taken the ring.After a while, he nodded, but said, "You can keep anything I give you."

"...Huh?" Harry was genuinely surprised.To be honest, he didn't think that Voldemort would give him the ring early in the morning: there was a soul-returning stone on it, and the soul-returning stone should be an important tool to control the corpse.But now, could it be...

"You can take it as a promise if you like," Voldemort said again.

His dark eyes were as flat as his tone, but Harry's eyes and ears were like thunder.In the earliest days, there was only a life-and-death hostility between them; the prophecy made Voldemort so firm that they fought many times; until today, Voldemort finally admitted what he was least willing to admit.He does mean it...

Harry's heart was beating so loudly that he didn't realize how he crossed the distance between the two of them, then pulled the other's head down, and met those dark eyes seriously. "I love you, Tom."

The first half of the sentence was okay, but the second half directly made Voldemort raise his eyebrows.Harry saw that the Dark Lord had a lot of complaints to make - unfortunately the objection was futile - he thought firmly, and then physically blocked those thin lips that were slightly parted.

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