[HP Deha] [Authorized translation] Forgot or not

Harry looked at the little girl coming out of the fireplace, her shaggy hair was uncannily similar to Hermione's, only red.As for the other little boy, his face was remarkably similar to that of young Ron.They must be Ron and Hermione's children.

"Is everything okay, Uncle Harry?" the little girl asked Draco.

"This is Ruth and Hugo, our boys," said Ron. "Boys, Uncle Harry is forgetting things now. He'll be a little foggy until he remembers."

Draco moved closer to Harry, and Harry felt his hands cover his own. "I have an interesting idea, why don't you go to the study and draw your favorite things about Uncle Harry? We'll put them on the fridge." Draco suggested, and the children squealed with delight , and quickly rushed into the room.

"Can we sit down?" Hermione pointed to a chair.

"Well," Draco said, letting go of Harry's hand, "give me the coffee."

They sat down at the table together, the steam of coffee rising.An uncomfortable silence filled the room.

"Sorry," Hermione broke the silence, "I forgot you don't remember Hugo and Ruth anymore. They were very excited to hear that they were coming to see you, which made us completely forget about your amnesia. "

"Hermione, you don't have to apologize at all. I'm just surprised they look like you."

"Enough," Ron smiled, but immediately became serious, "Look, Harry. I don't know how much you know about the Ministry now, and I've taken over your duties for the time being, so you don't have to push yourself too hard. "

"I read bits of the Daily Prophet while I was in the hospital, and I don't know how much of it is true. Maybe it's all bullshit, bullshit, and even more outrageous bullshit."

"What did you just say?" Draco said suddenly.

"I'll take over for now..." Ron said, but was interrupted by a wave from Draco.

"It's not you, it's Harry. Harry, what did you say about the Daily Prophet?"

"Uh, I said it's not very believable?" Harry raised an eyebrow.

"No, you just said 'crap, crap, and even more crap', why did you say that?" Draco said in incredible shock.

"I don't know, it's just an expression, what's wrong with you?"

"It's my line, it's what I say all the time." Draco looked excited about it.

"He said your catchphrase, what's the matter?" Ron interjected.

"He didn't know this before we worked together."

"Draco," Hermione said softly, "Harry's subconscious will have some memories in his mind, but that doesn't mean he remembers them."

"Please don't pretend I don't exist," Harry said suddenly, "I know you're hoping, but it's not working. Photo albums aren't working, seeing your kids isn't working, getting excited over a stupid remark isn't working. Face the facts Well, you say that Harry whom I have known for 15 years is now gone. I want nothing more than to restore my memory. But do you care what I think, a 19 year old walking dead with the memories of a 34 year old?"

Harry got up from the table and left the kitchen, leaving the three mournful and perplexed.

"Look, it's all right," said Ron wryly, as Hermione kicked him hard.

"He can't even stand standing next to me," Draco said with difficulty, taking a sip of his bitter coffee.

"Don't think so. We're all strangers to Harry now. We might have to try something else."

"What method?"

"Well... maybe instead of letting him remember, we should create some new good memories for him, so that he can feel that he is still himself."

"I just don't want to lose him." Draco rubbed his temples with both hands, "Any news from Nott?"

"Come on, as soon as we catch him, we'll find out who he was with, the one who cursed Harry," said Ron in a more official tone, turning his head to look at Draco A file as tall as a mountain, "You will not participate in the arrest operation."

"I've got to do something," Draco said hoarsely, leaning forward a little, "my husband lost his damn memory for 15 years. I'll try to find them and get my revenge, if I'm still a Malfoy .I will do whatever it takes if necessary."

"As the head of the Acting Auror Office, I forbid you to participate in the entire case. I even detain you 'by whatever means', 'if necessary'." Ron gritted his teeth, his head almost touching Draco's. met.

"Okay, boys, stop being silly now. You're acting like two schoolboys now." Hermione interrupted them.

Draco sneered and leaned back.

"Don't threaten me in my house, Weasley."

"Hermione, I think we've stayed too long and we're not welcome here." Ron got up and called Ruth and Hugo.

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"Mom and Dad, Uncle Harry is telling us how to use wandless spells." Ruth happily ran into the kitchen with Harry and Hugo.

"Really?" Hermione asked amusedly, "What have you learned?"

Ruth put a pencil in her right hand, said, "Levitation," and managed to shake the pencil a little.

(Translator's Note: It is the levitation spell that appeared in the first part, I forgot the orthodox translation.)

"Wow, that's awesome." Hermione smiled and gave her and Hugo a hug.

"The new Uncle Harry is more interesting than before." Hugo jumped happily.

"Hugo, he's still the original Uncle Harry." Hermione knelt down and corrected Hugo, "Your Uncle Harry just needs to remember who he is, right?"

"Okay, come here, you two. We've got to go home for dinner, and I'm sure Uncle Draco and Uncle Harry have to, too." Ron reminded everyone that they should go.

"Goodbye!" the children sang happily as they left the Floo fireplace, leaving Harry and Draco with an unnerving silence.

For a long time Harry and Draco stared at the ceiling and surroundings in silence.

"I'm sorry." They said in unison, and then laughed in unison.

"Let me go first," Draco said, walking towards the hallway where Harry was, "Harry James Potter, I, Draco Malfoy, swear to consider your feelings from now on, swear to be patient Listen. In health or sickness, rich or poor, I will always love you, be true to you and be proud of you, till death do us part." Draco took Harry's ring-wearing hand and raised his wand said solemnly.

"Draco, what are you doing..." Harry stopped suddenly, and Draco kissed him.He clasped his hand in response.

"It's your turn." Draco said, lips parting.

"Well, yes," Harry sighed, "Draco Malfoy, I, Harry James Potter, swear to look anew at the man I marry, and swear never to lie to him, in health or disease, riches or honor Or poor, I will always love you, be true to you, and be proud of you until death do us part." Their hands were joined tightly by Draco's spell with a golden thread that vanished.

This time it was Harry kissing Draco.The kiss was aggressive at first, like he was going to put all his strength into it, but Draco eased his hands away and let them part.

"What did we just do?" Harry asked, panting like he'd just run a mile.

"This is my anniversary gift to you," Draco said softly. "I feel the need to renew our wedding vows after 15 years. And just now, exactly that century. I don't want to force you to do that you Those who don’t remember, I want you to be who you want to be.”

"Thank you." Harry replied, hugging Draco.

☆、Chapter 6