choose

It might make you happy. "

"What?" asked the portrait violently.

Lucius smiled happily and said, "A ring, a wedding ring."

The portrait of Severus should have cheered at hearing Lucius's near-marriage proposal, or regretted that he was gone and couldn't really be united with Lucius.However, the potions master who passed away at this time felt that Lucius' state was very wrong.Concealing his fright, he asked contemptuously, "What are you talking about?"

"Severus, will you marry me?" Lucius asked in a magnetic voice with a dreamy look in his eyes.

Severus' portrait really got scared: "Lucius, stop daydreaming!"

The light in Lucius' eyes disappeared.If the situation hadn't been too horrific, Severus' portrait would have thought he was seeing a blond Persian cat with its hair hanging down in despair.

"Severus, let me tell you, it won't be that easy to propose to you. How could it be possible that as soon as I divorced Narcissa, you would promise to be with me forever?" Lucius said disappointedly as he continued to pick up the paintbrush .

Severus's portrait paused, and then said viciously: "Lucius, stop pretending to be sentimental! You and I both know that you divorced Narcissa to get her out of trouble, and transfer the inheritance to Draco by the way!"

"Severus, how can you say that about me? I...well, there is a purpose. But, don't you think it's a little weird how I prepared the divorce papers so quickly?" Lucius seemed to recover a little Shrewd look.

The brunette's portrait froze in motion.After a while, he said with a blank expression: "Lucius, we all know that you are always good at making two-handed preparations."

Lucius said sadly, "Honey, you're kidding yourself again. I want to marry you, Severus, really. I've made a lot of preparations, but I haven't told you. I'm... afraid that you'll get so proud of it that —forgetting your own place." With that, Lucius rolled his eyes away: "I'm a hopeless bastard, aren't I?"

The mask of Severus' portrait shattered slightly before he replied sarcastically, "How typical Lucius Malfoy."

"Yeah, sometimes, I wish I was still in the dream. Things are better there than now." Lucius said wistfully.

The black-haired portrait said contemptuously: "Meng, Lucius, I don't think you are the kind of person who loves dreams."

A trance smile appeared on Lucius' face again: "Severus, I dreamed that the two of us were two Muggles living in America, and we both rejected Tom Riddle's offer. I dreamed that shortly after Draco was born, I Divorced Narcissa and living with you. Immediately after the Muggle Dutch government allowed same-sex marriage, we flew to Holland where we were married. The proposal in my dream was almost effortless and you just He happily agreed to me.—Now it seems that it was indeed a dream, didn't it?"

The portrait of Severus belied his impatience: A MALFOY dreaming he was a Muggle? Merlin, what remorse had done to Lucius!Moreover, he is as ignorant of Muggle society as I know—there is no Muggle government in the world that allows gay marriage. [1]

Lucius put his finger on Severus' lips, and said, "Shhh, honey, don't tell me. I know, you must be laughing at me in your heart, but that dream was really good."

While Lucius painted the simple platinum ring that he had rubbed thousands of times in his memory on his new portrait, he told the story of Detective Lucius Britten and Doctor Severus Snape.

Severus snorted disdainfully as he listened to the beginning of the story as the oversize doll of the Headmistress of Gryffindor, the Headmistress of Hufflepuff, and the Queen of the Medical Wing, mocking that Lucius should consider a career as a pulp novelist.

However, the youngest former headmaster of Hogwarts became more surprised the more he listened: the Muggle-related things Lucius described were actually true based on Severus' Muggle common sense. ——Merlin knew that Lucius' Muggle knowledge was very poor.How did he know the rules of basketball and the SAT?How did he know that the state police in the United States are generally called "state troopers"?Also, what the hell is going on with that American English?

For a few moments, Severus' portrait almost thought that there really was a detective named Lucius Britten in this world, living happily with his lover, Dr. Snape, in Boston, USA.

"A real dream, isn't it?" Lucius said dreamily.

Severus sighed and said, "Lucius, let your sorrow out, you look really sad."

Lucius was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said pleasantly: "Severus, you know that, don't you? You also had that dream like me, didn't you? Tell me quickly, if I only have the magic power of a squib, how can I make the potion , heal your wound?"

Severus stared into Lucius' eyes, and said slowly, "Lucius, in the dream, you didn't really need the potion."

Lucius suddenly became depressed: "Severus, didn't you dream with me? Oh, that's good, you don't have to suffer from a broken cervical spine."

Then, full of guilt, Lucius talked about his family's car accident in his dream, and how he wished he could cure Severus with the potion.Finally, he begged, "Severus, please, tell me how to make a potion from a squib?"

Severus listened blankly to Lucius' narration, and finally summoned up the courage to ask, "Tell me, Lucius, can you distinguish reality from dreams now?"

Lucius' eyes were once again confused: "Reality, dream... Severus, I really don't know if I am in reality or in a dream now."

In the portrait, Severus reached out, as if wanting to touch his lover's face: "Lucius, I assure you, you are in reality right now. Think about it, your father and sister are alive, neither of us Join the Dark Lord's camp, I'm still alive, isn't this your wish? Your subconscious makes your dreams appear things that don't exist in reality. - Lucius, you must be exhausted these days. Now , drink dreamless sleep, go to have a good sleep, wake up and you will be fine."

"Dreamless sleep? No, I can't drink that stuff! If I can't go back, what will Severus do? He needs me, he just asked me not to leave his side! I, I have to..." As he spoke, Lucius smiled wryly to himself: "Severus, I'm really on the verge of madness, right? But, I really can't give up that dream. If only that dream was there, if only I was in Lucius Britten's sleep Enough……"

The portrait of Severus started pacing in the frame: "Lucius, do you want to know how to verify whether you are in a dream or in reality?"

Lucius' eyes lit up: "Of course!"

The portrait of the Potions Master suggests a logical solution: "Go drink the strongest dreamless sleep now. If you are in reality now, when you wake up, you will still be Lucius Malfoy. If you are In sleep, the potion you drink has no effect on reality. Then, you will still wake up as Lucius Britten."

Lucius lowered his head and murmured: "Severus, you're right, I've thought about it myself...Of course, there's a small problem in the middle. — Forget it, I'll listen to you."

The portrait of Severus asked, "What's the question?"

Lucius couldn't explain to the portrait of his lover the dream in which he lost his son Draco.That dream is really too painful to mention.

The platinum-blond wizard stood up unsteadily, found the most powerful dreamless sleep from the potion cabinet in the laboratory, and drank it in one gulp.Before slumping in the armchair, Lucius said to the portrait of his lover, "Sev, I really hope that the two of us live with Draco."

The portrait of Severus watched Lucius fall asleep, and immediately turned to the portrait that he had never seen before hanging in the headmaster's office at Hogwarts: his Merlin's, there is probably no more troublesome portrait in the world than those old things up.But there is probably no more learned portrait in the world than those old bastards!How the hell am I supposed to explain Lucius' sudden extra Muggle knowledge?And, if Lucius' situation is really...unstable, maybe those old guys can give some advice on treatment?

[1] The Dutch government approved the same-sex marriage bill in December 2000, and the bill came into effect in April 12.In the HP world, it was 2001.So, there was no such thing as Muggle government-sanctioned gay marriage for anyone at the time.

[HP/Awake][LM/SS] selection - 11

11.HP#2

HP#2

Lucius opened his eyes in a daze, and found himself on the big bed in his bedroom.

The light-blond wizard thought vaguely: Draco had the house-elf transfer me to the bed?God, that Muggle or something is really a dream.

Lucius raised his arm and looked at his wrist, wanting to see his wound, only to find that it was smooth and smooth.

——Merlin, I didn't heal my wound properly, it's only been a day, the scar should still be there!Could it be...

With a ten thousandth hope, Lucius called out to the portrait beside him: "Severus?"

In the portrait beside him, there was no familiar black figure with light blond hair. In fact, the signature of "Draco Malfoy" in the lower right corner of the portrait already explained everything.

Lucius seemed to have been drained of all his strength: Merlin, what do you mean now, Draco is really dead?The child who was worried about me but didn't dare to speak out, the child who was seriously preparing for NEWTS, the child who wringed his fingers anxiously after being informed that I and his mother were divorced, really only lived in my dream ?

--no, I can not.I must still be dreaming, I must be Detective Lucius Britten, only dreaming I was a wizard because I was so worried about Severus' injury.It must be so!

—I'm going to verify the facts, I'm going to drink dreamless sleep!

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In the old house of Black, the brown-haired witch slammed the sixth-grade Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook on the head of her boyfriend, and yelled at the yawning Ron: "Hurry up and review, we are only one month away from the NEWTS exam." It's been months! Merlin, I've only read the seventh grade textbook once..."

Ron quietly rolled his eyes at Harry, who was drinking coffee and yawning beside him, and muttered softly, "My God, we just saved the world, can't we take a break?"

Hermione growled nervously: "Now what you two need to save is the NEWTS score! If you really want to be Aurors..."

Facing Hermione's nagging for the one hundred and first time, Harry suddenly had a premonition: there should be news in today's "Daily Prophet" that can save us from the NEWTS exam.

So, the savior boy picked up the "Daily Prophet" just sent by Kreacher, flipped to the second page skillfully, and saw the news that could save him and Ron from the NEWTS exam: "Minister Shacklebolt Announces: Participation in Hogwarts" Students who are fighting can enter the Ministry of Magic without NEWTS grades.

The dark-haired boy smiled and handed the newspaper to his red-haired friend. As soon as Ron saw the title, he threw away the textbook and cheered.

Hermione snatched the newspaper from her boyfriend and read it quickly.The brown-haired witch suddenly felt lost: "God, how could they do this? You know, the exam..."

Harry grinned, "Mione, can we celebrate now that we saved the world?"

"But..." The brown-haired witch hesitated for a moment, and then said firmly: "The higher ups didn't say that we are forbidden to take the exam. I still want to take the NEWTS!"

Ron shuddered at the thought, and was about to find an excuse to slip away.

Harry was also about to sneak back to his room to sleep again, but saw Hermione's sullen look, so he stopped in his tracks: "Mione, don't be angry. If you are worried that those review materials will be wasted, you can give them to him now Mrs. Malfoy, who lives here, let her be handed over to Draco Malfoy, anyway, little Malfoy still has to take the NEWTS exam."

Ron and Hermione looked at Harry simultaneously in shock and accusation.

After a while, Ron stammered, "Dude, we all know how much you hate the Malfoy family, but... isn't this a little too much? After all, Mrs. Malfoy—Ms. Narcissa Black saved your life."

The look on Hermione's face was one of wanting to slap Harry.She screamed, "Harry, how can you irritate a mother like this! - she just lost her own son! You know, she has tried to kill herself twice in the past two days, thanks to Mrs. Andromeda Tonks and Kreacher It was discovered in time that she did not succeed!"

Harry, who was being accused, was also very surprised: "Draco—is dead? I saw him a few days ago when I gave him the admission ticket for the NEWTS exam."

Ron stared at Harry with wide eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.

Hermione put on a concerned expression: "Harry, are you okay? We all saw Draco Malfoy's body when we stormed into Malfoy Manor."

Harry's expression was dazed for a while, before he murmured: "Ah, yes, Draco is dead. —By the way, Professor Snape is still alive, right?"

Hermione replied cautiously, "Yes, Professor Snape's health is recovering."

"Ah, yes, that's great." Harry stood up unsteadily, pushed open the door, and walked out of the study.

Watching Harry's back, Ron and Hermione glanced at each other worriedly. Ron said in what he thought was a low voice: "Hermione, is Harry okay? Shall we tell Madam Pomfrey about Harry's situation?"

Hearing Ron's voice, Harry turned around and smiled weakly: "Dude, don't worry about me. I just had a dream last night. In the dream, I was a Muggle, my parents were still alive, and I was still alive." There's a younger brother named Alex. Draco - Malfoy, Crabbe, Colin, Sirius, Lupine, Tonks, Fred...everyone is alive..."

As he spoke, Harry's tears flowed down involuntarily.

Hermione hugged Harry sympathetically, stroked her friend's hair, and said, "Harry, it's fine, you're not responsible for those, really..."

Harry laughed as he cried, "Hermione, you know I've been dreaming. I've been dreaming repeatedly that Headmaster Dumbledore escaped the Death Curse; I dreamed that I killed the snake before Professor Snape was attacked; I dreamed that I Pulled Sirius out of the curtain; I dreamed I protected Fred with the armor body; and I saved Lupine, Tonks when they fell... I also dreamed that I grabbed Crabbe's hand in the Room of Requirement ……I……"

Hermione's and Ron's eyes moistened simultaneously. Hermione patted Harry like a baby, repeatedly saying, "Harry, that wasn't your fault, really..."

"However, the dream last night was different. Everyone there was a Muggle, and everyone was fine - except Tom Riddle, but his gang was also quickly wiped out by the police." Harry continued crying and laughing: "Said When I woke up, I actually dreamed that Professor Snape married old Malfoy, and they raised Draco. My God, I even dreamed that Professor Snape had a broken cervical spine..."

Hermione looked at Harry's dark circles and hugged the boy even tighter.She sobbed, "My dear Harry, everything is Voldemort's fault, don't blame yourself for that..."

At this time, a ghostly female voice suddenly came from the end of the corridor: "Mr. Potter, how is Draco—in your dream?"

The golden trio was taken aback. Harry quickly wiped away his tears, and barely answered Narcissa's question: "M—Ms. Black, Draco is fine, Draco is the basketball captain of Hogsmeade Secondary School."

Narcissa, who had a face as golden as paper, blinked her ethereal blue eyes and asked, "What is basketball?"

Harry thought for a moment before replying, "Muggle Quidditch. Well, he beat me at basketball." Then he added, "By the way, Draco's grades are good, too."

Narcissa raised her chin proudly, showing a rather pervasive smile: "I knew my Draco was the best."

At this time, Andromeda arrived in a hurry.She gave Harry a "wait and see, boy" look as she pulled away her younger sister, who was still asking questions about Draco's Muggle life.

A dazed Harry was dragged back to the room by Hermione and Ron.After a while of consolation, Hermione downed Harry's stomach with a bottle of dreamless sleep.

[HP/Awake][LM/SS] selection - 12

12. Awake

Awake

Lucius was roused out of bed by the sound of his phone's alarm clock.He listened to the familiar ringtone of his mobile phone, looked at his clean wrist and the ceiling of the hospital ward, and for the first time appreciated the fact that he was Detective Lucius Britten.

——I will be discharged from the hospital after the CT scan this morning, right?Speaking of it, Poppy is really too careful, I have nothing to do now, and she still insists on me doing that CT.

——This time, I won't understand something that I shouldn't understand, right?

Just thinking about this, Lucius suddenly broke out in a cold sweat: God, why do I feel like I am proficient in Latin, Irish Gaelic and German?

Although he received a good education since childhood, Lucius is only proficient in French as a foreign language.He only scratched the surface of Latin and German.Although Gaelic is said to be the language spoken by his ancestors in Ireland, Lucius has no knowledge of that language that is not spoken by many people at all.Now, he suddenly discovered to his horror that he seemed to be able to use the above three languages ​​fluently.

Detective Lucius Britten thought about the knowledge of Lucius Malfoy in the dream, and found that he seemed to have a rough command of Russian and ancient Greek, could recite poems in medieval Celtic, and could decipher some damn "ancient runes".

—God, these must be my imagination, for sure!

In order to confirm that he was really only imagining that he knew the above-mentioned languages, Lucius opened the web page of the German "Der Spiegel" on his mobile phone.As a result, he was horrified to find that he actually understood all the content on the homepage.

Not giving up, Lucius searched the Irish Gaelic website again.You know, before this day, Lucius didn't even know any website was written in Irish Gaelic. Lucius had a hard time finding a Gaelic teaching website.This time, he was pale: he had read the Gaelic page perfectly, and when he compared it with the English page, he found that he had gotten it right.

—Merlin, God, how is this possible? !If I can read some German and explain it, what if I know Irish Gaelic?

With a glimmer of hope, the light-blond detective searched for runes again.As a result, he found that he actually understood what seemed to be completely meaningless lines.

Lucius' hands trembling while holding the phone: Of course, there is an explanation for why I understand these weird languages...

Thinking of what another way of explaining it meant, a chill rose from the bottom of Lucius' heart: No, gods, no! Draco must not be dead, and neither is Severus!

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Coming out of the CT room, Lucius walked towards Severus' ward with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

——"There is a suspected bleeding point in the frontal lobe, and we need to continue to rest and observe."

—It seems that my fantasies are fully explained.When Slughorn asked me if I had any mental symptoms, I should have told him, but why didn't I want to talk to that crafty potions master—er, examiner?

Lucius knew from car accidents he had dealt with that brain damage could cause hallucinations, delusions, disturbance of consciousness, and even trigger schizophrenia.He also knows that the sooner he seeks medical attention in this situation, the better the treatment effect will be.However, Lucius just didn't trust any doctor other than Severus.In his consciousness, if anyone other than Severus knew about his situation, he might be used by those people to frame him.

From a neutral standpoint, Lucius felt that his current situation could be judged as "paranoid" and a typical personality disorder.However, he still has no intention of letting outsiders know about his situation.

—So, shall I tell Severus?

Lucius knew that in the current situation, he shouldn't bother Severus with anything.According to Slughorn, this small bleeding is likely to be repaired and absorbed by the body without any serious problems.If that's the case, I'd be making a fuss if I told Severus now.However, the consequences of "a suspected hemorrhage in the frontal lobe" might be very serious, and I should let Severus know...

Lucius was hesitating, but found himself at the door of Severus' ward.Taking a deep breath, Lucius changed his expression to a smiling face, pushed the door open and walked in.

To Detective Britten's surprise, Lily Potter and her two sons, Harry and Alex, were talking to Severus in the hospital room.

After blinking a few times, Lucius remembered that Severus' friend Lily had indeed called to ask if it was convenient to visit, and he and his lover made an appointment with her for this morning's visit.As a result, I completely forgot about it.

——Well, I can add "forgetfulness" to my symptoms again.

While giving himself such an evaluation, Lucius put on the mask of pretending to be affectionate in his sleep: "Lily, Harry, Alex, good morning. How long have you been here? Please excuse my lateness, I just went for a CT scan. "—God knows, Lucius had suspected for a long time that Severus was bisexual, and that the red-haired woman was his type.Under the circumstances, Lucius would like Lily to be damned!

Mrs. Potter quickly said that Lucius should put his health first, and that his lateness had nothing to do with it.In the meantime, she wished Lucius all the best with his test results. ——She didn't know that, because the chief of the examination department, Dr. Slughorn, was in the stage of urgently needing to please his cohabiting girlfriend, the CT results that should have been obtained at least two days later were given by the chief of the examination department himself on the spot.

Lucius smiled in thanks.

Severus looked at Lucius with concern.In fact, he was very impulsive to log in to his hospital account, and directly called up Lucius' CT, which had been acting a little abnormal these days, to take a look for himself.Although Severus wasn't a radiology professional, he could still understand the general results.

At this time, Lucius noticed another person who was behaving strangely: Harry Potter.

The savior boy in the dream often looked at Severus, Lily and Alex with excited, guilty and unbelievable eyes when he thought no one would notice, and his eyes on Lucius added a lot of vigilance.

—Damn it, the "Golden Boy" had the same dream as me, didn't he?

Lucius subconsciously touched his left upper arm, but found that he was touching the bandage on his arm, and the position of the wound under the bandage happened to be the position of the scar left after the Dark Mark disappeared in the dream.

After several pleasantries, Lily with red and swollen eyes stood up and said goodbye.Alex Potter, who was already quite uncomfortable, eagerly followed his mother out of the ward.Just as Lucius was sending the last Harry out of the room, he suddenly heard Harry calling: "Mr. Malfoy..."

Lucius shuddered and looked up at the dark-haired, green-eyed boy in surprise.

"Hey, Harry, stop joking with Uncle Lucius!" Lily said reproachfully.

Lucius turned to Lily and asked, "What joke?"

The red-haired woman explained embarrassingly: "This morning, Harry's father and godfather made up all kinds of funny-sounding names, including 'Malfoy'. On the way here, Harry and Alex were still holding 'Laughalot' [1] 'This Sirius made up surname is a joke."

Lucius nodded stiffly and sent the Potters off.But his heart was shaken: young people nowadays rarely know the surname Laughalot, right?Back then, my childhood friend Steve Laughalot joined the Death Eaters at the same time as me.It's just that he died on the battlefield not long after, and I couldn't even snatch his body back. As a result, he didn't even have a decent funeral...

Before Lucius could contemplate what "Malfoy" and "Laughalot" meant, Severus made a broken voice: "How about CT...?"

Lucius hesitated again on how he should inform Severus of his test results.

The black-haired doctor looked at his lover's hesitation, and his heart sank.Fortunately, since he was using the laptop to have a written conversation with the Potter family just now, the laptop was erected in front of him.The doctor who didn’t get a response pulled out his lover’s case by himself, without any sense of guilt in his heart: Anyway, the two of us had signed a document that fully released the authority to each other’s medical documents. Let me take a look now. Shouldn't it be?

Looking at the hospital login interface on the screen, Lucius suddenly understood how meaningless the concealment he had just done was: in front of the director of the Hogwarts Teaching Hospital who has administrator rights to the computer system, to conceal the medical records in this hospital, It seems really difficult!

The black-haired doctor looked at his lover's medical records, and kept telling himself: most of the very small suspected bleeding spots like Lucius's will be absorbed by the body itself, and will not cause any impact.However, when the patient he was dealing with was Lucius, Severus felt that his knowledge of medicine and statistics did not seem to bring him much comfort.

"Look, you're scaring yourself again." Lucius pretended to be relaxed and said, "Slughorn said it's all right, and when Dr. Sinistra from the brain surgery passed by, he also said there was nothing serious."

Severus snorted disdainfully when he heard the name "Sinistra", and made Lucius laugh: "My dear Sev, you and Sinistra have not been medical students for many years, do you still remember when she took the STEP2 exam?" What about the vendetta for scoring so little higher than you? I’ve admitted my mistake a long time ago, and it’s all because I didn’t coax that little crybaby Draco the night before the exam, so you didn’t get a perfect score in the exam.”

Severus blushed and snorted again.

Lucius admired Severus who was acting extremely childish, and sighed in his heart: the current Severus is still cute.How could the weather-beaten man in my dream care about the little competition between medical students and residents?

Think like this, Lucius