HP's Remnant

Draco walked in the Forbidden Forest, cursing under his breath for the dirt on his dragonhide boots.

"Fuck!" Draco angrily shook off the slug sticking to his body, Draco felt that he was about to collapse, and that such a majestic Malfoy Patriarch would personally come to such a disgusting place to find raw materials for brewing potions!

It has been almost a year since the end of the war. The Malfoy family miraculously escaped the inspection of the Ministry of Magic and retained a large amount of assets. Draco knew that his parents would not be seen by the world, so he sent them to China as soon as the trial was over. He himself stayed to inherit the family business, and now the Malfoy family still has a pivotal position in the wizarding world.

As busy as he was, Draco still kept some personal hobbies, such as making potions.If there is anything abnormal, it is the savior who disappeared due to the explosion during the decisive battle.

Draco took out his wand and used the Levitate Charm to move a large rock away, satisfied to see the amber root he had been looking for these days - it was quite rare.Taking out the medicine bottle, Draco carefully packed the Amakusa root and planned to return to the voyage.

Suddenly, a pile of black things fell on Draco, and after seeing grass roots falling from the sky for so many days, a certain young master just wanted to curse.

What a bastard!Don't you know that the roots of Amakusa can't be dropped?It will be broken into several pieces with a slight bump, so it's useless!

Angrily looking up at the source of the grass root, Draco's anger suddenly disappeared.

"Potter?"

A thin, black-haired young man sat on a branch with his head tilted, his hands were covered with dirt—he obviously got the grass roots from those days.The emerald-like pupils shone with dazzling light, but upon closer inspection, it was found that there was no emotion in them.No joy, no regrets, no pain.There was no expression on the face of the savior who had been missing for a year.

"Scarhead? Why are you here?" Draco looked at his former opponent in surprise, and was even more surprised that he didn't mock the stupid image of himself covered in mud, but he didn't answer, just looked at himself dumbly. Draco cast a Levitation Charm directly on himself and pulled Harry down.The steady landing of Harry dissuaded Draco from the idea that he had become mentally handicapped.

"Harry?" After a moment of hesitation, Draco pronounced the name.

The person in front of him still didn't respond.

Disapparating in a hurry to Malfoy Manor, Draco landed at the door of his bedroom under the surprised eyes of the servants—not because of the way he appeared, but because he was covered in dirt, not Malfoy at all in a mess!And he seemed to be holding something in his hand.

"Explain to me what's going on, Scarhead!" Draco said savagely, throwing Harry on the bed.

This guy can even use the illusion spell proficiently, but he refuses to say a damn word! Harry just looked at him quietly, expressionless.It made Draco feel like a self-directed fool.

"Where's your wand?" After staring at him for a long time, Draco noticed that Harry was using wandless magic just now. "Lent it to someone else." Just when Draco thought he would not get any response, the person in front of him spoke.

"Lend it to others?" Draco was surprised, the wand is the most important thing for a wizard, how could he borrow it so easily?And this idiot can say it so calmly! "Yeah." Harry said the second sentence. "I don't think the great sage Potter would want to stay in the house of his sworn enemy, get out, whether it's to the Mudblood and the poor Weasley or your stupid friends." Draco was so upset that he glanced at him and scratched Get dressed and go to the bathroom. Harry watched dumbly as Draco slammed the bathroom door shut, and after a while, he slowly said, "They are... safe now, I'll go, they will be in danger." But in the cold shower Draco couldn't hear.

Draco believed that his bedroom would be his alone again after taking a shower, but when he opened the bathroom door and saw the savior, who was half a head shorter than himself, standing straight there, he hated his teeth.

"Potter, what on earth are you trying to do!" Draco was really angry, but Harry was still not angry, just glanced at the wet Draco, and raised his hand for a quick-drying spell. "Fuck! Potter! I can't even do a Quick Charm!" Draco yelled, had this guy's head been stepped on by a troll!

Angrily, he stuffed his own set of clothes to the savior, kicked him into the bathroom, and then wrote a letter for his own owl to send to the newly married Weasley couple.

So just as Harry came out of the bathroom after taking a shower and getting dressed, Hermione and Ron came out of the fireplace. Hermione cried when she saw Harry, and rushed forward to hug him. It was the joy of reunion: "Harry! Where the hell have you been for so long!" But unexpectedly, Harry didn't show any emotion at all, and didn't respond to Hermione's hug, just said in a calm voice: "After the explosion, I was brought to the Forbidden Forest by Voldemort's magic power. Some of Voldemort's soul piece remained in my body, so I made a Horcrux and cut out the piece of soul that contained his soul piece."

"What? Horcrux!" The three people present all looked at Harry incredulously.

"Yeah." Harry nodded expressionlessly.

"You...you killed someone?" Hermione asked tremblingly, the joy of reunion disappeared in an instant.

"Yeah." Harry's answer made several people unable to answer.After a while, Draco said, "Then how did you do it?". "I'm sorry." Harry looked at them, "I don't want to say it."

"I have nothing to do with you making Horcruxes or not! Now Weasley, get this idiot out of my manor!" Draco issued an ultimatum, believing that Potter only wanted him to stop casting jinxes upon meeting. That's all.

"Yeah, Harry, let's go." Hermione tugged at Harry's sleeve, Ron also didn't want to be in Malfoy's place anymore, and started walking towards the fireplace. "No." Harry shook off Hermione's grip on his clothes, "You will be in danger."

"I don't want to stay here no matter how dangerous it is!" Ron said angrily. Hermione was much calmer: "Harry, what danger will we be in?" Harry blinked his eyes, expressionless, as if he was thinking about something, after a long time, he said: "Someone wants to kill me, and it will hurt you." It's okay, buddy!" Ron stepped forward and patted Harry: "I'm the head of the Auror Division now!" Draco gave him a disdainful look and said, "In that case, you should get out, because I don't want to Because you were hunted down by someone."

Harry turned to look at Draco, and said, "Malfoy Manor is well protected, and no one knows I'm here now, if I go to the Burrow they will know soon." Draco sneered, "What does that have to do with me?" relationship." Harry said in an emotionless voice, "Malfoy's ancestral home was confiscated by the Ministry of Magic, I'll help you get it back, and you let me live here."

Draco froze. "Just one year." Harry continued to speak expressionlessly.

The ancestral home of the Malfoys... Draco admitted it was a tempting deal. "If the pursuers find me, I will leave immediately." Harry's green eyes were dim, just like the night before the decisive battle.

Thinking about it, Malfoy's ancestral home has a lot of books and precious potions left by his ancestors, and he only lives there for a year... This situation doesn't seem too bad. "Okay." Draco looked up at Harry: "One year, one year later you go out for me." Harry nodded numbly.

"Hey! Harry, you can't live here with a ferret!" Ron said angrily. "Ron!" Hermione held back her furious husband, and said to Harry with some concern, "We respect your choice, but Draco." Hermione turned to the platinum-blond youth: "I know you are a master of potions, can you Would you please check on Harry?" Draco frowned and nodded reluctantly.

So the four of them moved to the basement of Malfoy's house - this is where Draco usually made potions.

"Physical examination..." Draco thought, pulling out a glass of silvery liquid from a pile of bottles and jars. "Drink it." Throwing the potion to Harry, Harry took it accurately and drank it without hesitation. Ron's eyes widened in horror. "..." Draco knew how bad the medicine was, but the savior in front of him didn't even frown.

Flicking his wand, Draco saw the potion Harry had just drank glowing white in his body. "There is nothing wrong with the body." Draco took out another beaker, which was full of colorless liquid.Harry took it without Draco's orders, and drank it in one gulp. "...the soul... is indeed missing a piece." Draco looked at Harry with a dim gray halo all over his body, and his expression became serious. "So...Harry he..." Hermione covered her mouth. "Well, he did make a Horcrux." Draco frowned at Harry who didn't respond.

"The soul is a thing as complicated as life and time...Some say the soul is divided into several parts, some are in charge of emotions, some are in charge of intellect, and some are in charge of the body." Draco turned and put the two empty bottles back into the original Place: "If that statement is true...Potter is probably out of touch."

Hermione froze. "What? What happened to Harry?" Only Ron still didn't understand.

"That is to say." Draco was a little annoyed: "From now on, he will not be in pain, happiness, sadness, or any emotion." Ron blinked, as if he couldn't believe what he heard , Hermione's face almost turned pale when she heard these words, she tremblingly approached Harry, stretched out her hands to hug his waist, and sobbed in a voice as loud as a mosquito snort: "What did he do wrong, what did he do wrong?" what..."

But Harry didn't feel it, he just looked at his right hand - after drinking the silver potion, he blocked a flash of green light from it.

After a long time, Hermione hiccupped and let go of Harry, squeezed out a difficult smile, took Ron's trembling hand, and said to Harry, "Don't worry, no matter what happens, we will always be your friends."

Ron bit his lower lip, and he had just realized that he was holding back tears and said, "That's right! We're still a Gryffindor trio, always will be."

Harry looked at his two best friends expressionlessly, and nodded indifferently: "Thank you." Hermione couldn't take it anymore, and rushed out with a howl, and Ron hurried to catch up with her.

Draco leaned against the cabinet, squinting at Harry.

Lost feelings, ha, really ridiculous, lost the feelings of the savior who once had a sense of justice?Resisting the urge to growl, Draco turned his face away slightly.

Harry and Draco made an agreement that Draco would provide Harry with shelter and three meals a day for the next year, and Harry would return the Malfoy family's ancestral home to Draco within one year.

Ron was very dissatisfied with this, and felt that there was no more danger than being with a Malfoy. Hermione respected Harry's decision. In the afternoon before leaving, Hermione and Harry walked in the back garden together. Hermione complained wryly about being Hogwarts. How tired after the Muggleology professor.

"But you're happy." Harry said flatly.

"Yeah, I'm very happy, the little wizards are so cute..." Hermione tried to make herself look a little happier: "And Quidditch! The little ones fly really well!" "Yeah." Harry nodded, Eyes look ahead. "By the way, the World Cup will be held this year, let's go watch it together?" Hermione tilted her head and smiled like she was at Hogwarts. "No, it would be dangerous to be discovered." Harry turned his head and refused expressionlessly.

"Yes, there will be danger, there will be danger..."

Hermione crouched down and hugged her knees and began to sob: "Why, Harry, I don't understand, why can't you tell us? Is there anything worse than being hunted together before? I..." "Hermione." Harry pulled Hermione up and made her look at him.

Stretch out your index finger and point to your chest: "It doesn't matter if the relationship is gone." Then slowly raise your hand up until it points to your soft black hair.

"The memory is still there."

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