if i am not me

On the second morning after seeing off Norbert, the children who walked through the hall were surprised to find that the Gryffindor hourglass suddenly lost more than half of it.

Seeing this situation, Harry and Draco glanced at each other, and hurried towards the dining room, but when they arrived at the dining room, the atmosphere at the Gryffindor table was already terrible—almost everyone looked at him with resentment. Ron and Neville, who had been isolated, only Hermione was still beside them, and they didn't know what they were talking about.

Raising his eyebrows suspiciously, Draco winked at Hermione who happened to be looking at them, and then returned to the Slytherin table with Harry to have breakfast.After finishing the food on the plate with the fastest speed, they left there directly and came to the edge of the black lake, waiting for the arrival of the other three in their favorite open space.

Not long after, the three figures of Ron appeared on the empty lawn in front of the castle.Seeing them walking to his side dejectedly, Harry chose an inconspicuous seat and asked everyone to sit down first.

"Come on, what's going on?" Harry rubbed his eyebrows, and Harry always felt that this situation was somewhat familiar.Just after asking, I saw Ron and Naville on the opposite side raised their heads, while Hermione sighed. "After sending Norbert away last night, the two of them were caught by Filch in the castle, and Professor McGonagall deducted 50 points from them alone..."

Drake blinked when he heard the words, and said very incomprehensibly, "Isn't she your dean?" You must know that if this happened to Snape, it would be just a few verbal words at most. Just students on night tours.

As soon as the words fell, he heard Ron's cold snort and Hermione's helpless sigh. Neville hugged his head heavily and said, "It's because she is the dean..." That's why I'm sorry for this house. students are particularly strict.

After a long silence, Harry thought it was necessary for them to comfort the two shadowed boys in front of him, and patted Ron on the shoulder, "You two cheer me up." He pretended to be relaxed and said, "Twins It's not that often they get deducted points, but everyone still likes them, so don't be too sad." Having said that, what he thought in his heart was 'fortunately it's just two people', if Hermione is added, that would be a shame. That's 150 points.

"But they didn't deduct 100 points once..." Ron curled his lips, his tone was full of disappointment, and Neville's eyes were gradually filled with tears.

"What you have to do now is to get your points back. It's only 50 points for one person. If you perform well in class, the professors will give you more points." Draco glanced at Harry lightly and then spoke. , if they don't ease up, these two boys seem to really cry.

"That's right," Harry nodded vigorously, putting his arms around the two to cheer them up, "Don't worry, everyone will forget about it in a few weeks."

Maybe their consolation played a role. Afterwards, Ron and Neville's condition was much better than before. company, so they don't feel alone.If there is any benefit to this matter, it is undoubtedly that the two of them have become extremely serious in class because of this. Maybe they just wanted to use this to make up some points for the college in class. It is an indisputable fact that it has advanced by leaps and bounds with the help of Drake.

But before Ron and Neville had fully adjusted their mentality, a note from Professor McGonagall came: Your punishment will start at 11 o'clock tonight, and then go to the lobby to find Mr. Filch.

Seeing the contents of the note, the two immediately put on a bitter face. Obviously, they completely forgot about the punishment.

After dinner, several people enjoyed the cool evening breeze in the early spring in the courtyard.Neville and Ron looked a little frustrated, and Harry and Hermione naturally gave some comfort and encouragement, while Draco looked at them quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

After everyone broke up, Harry and Drake walked back to the empty corridor of the dormitory. After a strange silence, Drake, who had been silent all night, suddenly said, "I really can't see through you."

Harry, who was staring in a daze at the treetops that had just sprouted green leaves outside the corridor, was a little dazed by his nonsensical words—what do you mean?

Looking at the bewildered look in Harry's eyes, Draco's face showed a layer of fatigue, but in the end he just sighed faintly, turned and walked away alone.

Drake is not a fool, even if Harry conceals it well, how can he escape from the self who has been dealing with intrigues since he was a child and gets along with him day and night.However, the more he discovered, the more powerless he felt, and he still couldn't see through what Harry was thinking.Sometimes he even felt that he had never really known Harry.

Neville's cover-up was so clumsy that he didn't bother to expose it.But Harry, what is your cover-up for?

'Could it be that I still don't deserve your trust...? '

His patience had reached its limit today, and he couldn't say why, except that when he saw something in Harry's nonchalant expression at the time of the breakup, he felt unable to control himself.

Why should you see it?It would be great if he was really just an ignorant young man, then he would never be aware of their concealment, and would not feel tired and sad because of it... But "ifs" in this world are so rare, so this At this moment, he chose to leave first, to give himself some time to calm down—in any case, he didn't want to quarrel with his best friend.

Harry stood in the corridor in a daze, watching Draco's receding back in confusion, and suddenly realized that he was a jerk.

Yes, Draco, who is only 11 years old, is undoubtedly mature and rational among his peers. He has a keen intuition and insight that many adults cannot match. However, he was careless and ignored it, and repeatedly made Drake feel the feeling of not being trusted by his friends...

But that's all there is to it!The actions of Drake just now made him have to face up to one thing, that is, Drake is just a child now, not the soldier who can fight side by side with him on the battlefield.

Regardless of whether Filch would rush out from a corner and grab him and yell at him, Harry ran towards the Slytherin dormitory with all his strength.

After wandering around where Draco might appear, Harry searched for the platinum figure.Common room, no; dorms, no; library, no; conservatory, no. "Damn it." Leaving the greenhouse in a hurry, his last hope was pinned on the lake he often visited.

Walking on the path close to the Forbidden Forest, after turning several corners, Harry finally saw that lonely figure.

"Draco!" Harry yelled.

Drake's figure paused for a moment, but his pace didn't stop moving.

"Sorry!" Rushing to Draco's side, Harry grabbed his body that was still about to move forward. "I think we need to talk."

Surprised by Harry's sudden increase in strength, Draco let him pull him to a thick bush after several struggles but still couldn't break free from Harry's gripping hand.

Pulling Draco to sit down and let the branches and leaves of the plants block their silhouettes, Harry pulled out his wand and skillfully cast a sound-proofing spell. Turning his head, he was not surprised to see Draco's slightly pale face under the moonlight There was a look of shock on his face - because of the skillful technique he showed just now.

Shrugging, Harry smiled bitterly. "I'll explain it to you. But before that, maybe you want to listen to my nagging."

Draco frowned, he didn't want to see the corners of Harry's mouth curled up at this moment, it would make him feel inexplicably distressed, but Harry didn't give him a chance to speak. "I never knew who I was."

This may be the first time, in Harry's green eyes, Draco can't see the innocence and vitality of a child that can be seen at any time in the past. Instead, it is a kind of fatigue after going through vicissitudes.

"You all only know that I am an orphan without a father and a mother. I grew up in an orphanage since I was a child. In fact, I was picked up by my grandfather on the garbage dump." Speaking of his grandfather, Harry's expression suddenly softened. The haze seemed to disappear in an instant.

"Before the age of seven, I lived a homeless life with my grandfather. Although there were no superior conditions, I was really happy at that time. You must be wondering why my body reacts so sensitively, huh, that's because Grandpa has been training me, he used to be a killer. Ah, a killer is, uh... a Muggle who specializes in murdering, but he's long since quit. He's teaching me just because He just wants to teach me the only thing he knows..."

"Of course, he didn't know about magic, because at the time I thought it was some kind of weird ability, and I never dared to say it. But when I wanted to say it, it was too late..." Speaking of this, Harry His voice was almost inaudible, and his expression was even more hollow and terrifying, as if the gloomy tone was about to disappear from this world.Draco couldn't care less about being petty anymore, and hugged Harry tightly in his arms, "Enough, Harry."

Suddenly being hugged tightly in a warm embrace, Harry suddenly woke up from the memory he didn't want to recall. After being stunned for a long while, he realized the source of the warmth.

So...warm, just like Grandpa and Mary...

The corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and Harry's expression gradually returned to his previous calm, "I'm fine...it's all over."

After a not-too-long silence, Harry smiled, "Okay, after listening to my nagging, now I'm going to be serious." Although he was laughing, Draco felt that his expression was extremely serious , nodded for him to continue.

"I don't believe Dumbledore!"

Hearing this, Draco was not too surprised. After all, there are many people in Slytherin who have such thoughts, and Harry is not unique.But then Harry dropped a big bomb, "Neville is his pawn."

Suddenly his eyes widened. Draco was greatly shocked by Harry's words. Is the "Boy Who Lived" a chess piece, or the so-called greatest wizard of this century...?

"Draco, what I'm going to say next may be a little... Can you guarantee that you will never tell anyone else? Including your father." Harry asked Drake solemnly, he knew Lucius's feelings for Drake too well He has no influence, so he needs a guarantee-in any case, he doesn't want to wade into this muddy water.

"Boom!" Draco knocked Harry's head with his hand without hesitation, causing his serious little face to wrinkle in pain, "You idiot!" Draco growled through gritted teeth, then stabbed Harry He poked someone who was holding his head and humming and pretending to be pitiful, "Take out your wand."

"Huh?" What are you doing with your wand?Although in doubt, Harry still took out his wand honestly.

"I, Draco Malfoy, hereby solemnly swear that I will never divulge any information I got from Harry Johnson tonight. If there is any violation, I will pay for my sin at the cost of my life." Accompanied Draco's young and deep voice, a string of words floated out from the tip of his wand, which was the oath he said. These words swirled in the air for a while, and then rushed directly to Harry's wand, before he could react. Disappeared in the dim red light.

"You idiot!" Harry nearly jumped up, realizing what Draco had done.Why didn't he realize that Drake was a stubborn one?It was just a verbal guarantee, but he was so ruthless all of a sudden!What was that just now?It is the oath rune that is second only to the Fidelity Curse... And this kid even swore with his own life!Harry now wants to get Cruciatus (Cruciatus), the man who taught him the spell.

"Hmph!" Ignoring the black-haired boy's flailing teeth and claws, Draco smiled slightly, "Now, you can talk."