[HP Deha] [Authorized translation] Forgot or not

Draco and Ron came to Theodonot's house, and there was a dead silence, which made Draco feel a little tricky.Ron was wearing Harry's Invisibility Cloak, clutching their wands.

"Give Harry your wand as soon as we find him," Draco said softly.

"No problem." Ron also responded in a low voice.

Draco and Ron walked cautiously through the house.He kicked open one door after another, only to find that they were all empty.At last they came to a double door next to the stairwell, which Draco roughly kicked open.

He froze when he saw two Harrys tied to the door. "Damn it," he whispered, "stand behind them and my wand will point at the real Harry, understand?"

"Got it." Ron replied.

"Draco, get out of here, this is a trap," said Harry on the right as Draco entered the room and stood in front of them.

Draco crossed his arms, raising a hand to hide the uncontrollable smile on his lips.He narrowed his eyes and watched the two Harrys carefully.

He could spot 77 differences between the fake Harry and the real Harry.He's not a fool, his eyes haven't stopped falling on Harry since he met him, he knows everything about Harry, his messy hair, his expression and his clothes.

"Okay, I've decided to play the game," Draco told them.

"Draco," said Harry on the left.

"If you were the real Harry you would be able to answer that question," Draco said unhurriedly. "My biggest interest in reading the Daily Prophet is the crossword puzzle on it, right?" The one said.

Fake Harry laughed, he knew the answer: "Yes."

"Exactly." Draco lied, out of the corner of his eye he saw the real Harry frowning in confusion.He drew his wand and pointed it at the real Harry's chest: "Don't try to trick me, Nott." That's when he caught a glimpse of a wand slipping into Harry's pocket.

"Draco, help me untie these ropes," the Fake Harry called to Harry as his wand was pointed at him.

"Is he alone?" Draco asked Ron looking up.

"Yes, he's alone, let me go," said the fake Harry, but Draco ignored him, waiting for Ron's response.

"So, Nott, what are you going to do?" Draco said to the real Harry.

"He's Nott, not me," Harry replied through gritted teeth.

Ron returned soon after, giving Dracoby a "clear" gesture under the cloak.Draco turned to the fake Harry: "You better hold still."

"It's all petrified."

The fake Harry froze in his chair.

"Ron, untie Harry and I'll deal with Nott."

"Crossword puzzle, Draco? Your deciding factor is the crossword puzzle?" Harry said angrily.

"Don't you have any confidence in me?" Draco couldn't help laughing. "Please give me some trust. I think I can tell which is the real you. Besides, you wear a wedding ring."

Draco crouched in front of the fake Harry with a look of disgust on his face.

"Fact #[-]: If you want to look like someone and make him look like a fake, you have to take off his wedding ring."

"Fact #[-]: My favorite part of the Daily Prophet is the Porter special, referencing the wedding ring section."

"Fact Three: You are going to be thrown into Azkaban."

"Fact Four: If I smell you around me and my family again, I will kill you."

Draco stood up and gave Harry a tight hug. "I love you," he whispered.

Ron coughed hard: "We have to move him out, there's a big guy in the kitchen."

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The next few days were busy, with the Daily Prophet reporting heavily on their arrest of Theodore Nott.This time Draco was no longer mentioned as a Death Eater.

He accepted an interview with the "Daily Prophet" and promoted his planner business by the way. In fact, his appointment has been scheduled for next year.He and Harry were going north for a private weekend away from the chaotic wizarding world.

Ron's retraining is over, and he's made head of the Auror's office thanks to Harry's recommendation and his role in the Knott affair.

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Christmas a year later.

Draco was sitting at the long table at Malfoy Manor, his parents sat across from him and looked at him with smiles on their faces.They decided to have a good rest this Christmas, and Draco was too tired to rest.He spent all of December arranging Christmas parties, Christmas weddings, and even a Hogwarts Yule Ball for his clients.

The warmth of the fireplace put him in a good mood, especially with Harry sitting next to him.Harry, who had been enjoying his time off from work, found himself having to keep busy caring for three-month-old blonde Lily Potter-Malfoy, who had finally fallen asleep in the pram next to Lucius.Everyone was shocked by how close Lucius was to her, and Draco even felt that she liked Lucius a little more than him and Harry.

Sitting next to Harry, Pansy and Blaise were still on their honeymoon, even though she was nine months pregnant.Blaise was obedient to him.Ron and Hermione didn't come this year, they went to Australia to visit Hermione's parents.

"I won't wake her up, don't be so exaggerated, Draco," Lucius said to Draco, moving Lily's teddy bear towards her.

"Harry and I spent nearly an hour putting her to sleep," Draco said.

"Can you pass me that gravy," Harry said to Pansy, who was closest to the gravy, "Lucius will put her to sleep if she wakes up." He poured the gravy over his turkey, And handed it to Draco.

"That sounds much more fair," Draco agreed, "Grandpa."

Everyone laughed, except Lucius, who was too busy looking down to see if his granddaughter was still asleep.

"Cheers," Narcissa toasted, "to the new family."

(Translator's Note: It was mentioned in the original text that Lily was born to Pan Xi, and here the translator deleted a part. One is that the timeline does not match, and the other is that it always feels very strange. No one should be willing to send their daughter. Pan Xi and Bray Si is not blonde either. If there is any infringement, I will change it back.)

Draco cleared his throat: "And I'm a father."

"Harry has become a father too," Narcissa corrected.

Draco joked, "Did you see the scar on her forehead? I did see her platinum hair."

"Okay, Draco, do we have to talk about this at the dinner table?" Harry sighed, this wasn't the first time Draco had mentioned Lily's platinum hair.

"Sorry, I know it's hard for you to admit, but I won." Draco turned to Harry and kissed him on the cheek.

"To Lily." Narcissa said loudly, she was still holding a glass.

"To Lily." Everyone raised their glasses together.

Lily burst into tears.

Finish.

The author has something to say: I am very grateful to everyone who has been reading my translation, and of course I would like to thank the original author for writing such a good story about these two people.

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