[hp] I like your unexpected arrival
Chapter 73 Beginning and Continuation 8.
"Have you made up your mind, Sirius," Burns had said to him outside the emergency room at St. Mungo's. "This is no small matter."
He and his lover are separated by a wall.
His lover's life was in danger, and even St. Mungo's best medical practitioners were helpless against her loss.
She just lay there, very quiet.
The black-haired young man just gave a calm "hmm".
This was a rare moment for him to be serious, and his gaze was fixed on the glass window, and the curtain behind him only allowed him to see the chestnut-brown hair.
There's no need to think too much, no matter how many times he does it again, he will do it again.
He was born in the gloomy Black family, and even once thought that he would not fall in love with anyone.
but.
She is exceptional.
It doesn't matter if you die like this.
He held her hand.
Her skin was pale, and there were several wounds on her face that hadn't healed—it was caused by breaking the barrier to save White who was imprisoned by Chris Finola.
He lowered his eyes, and gently helped her roll up her hair by her ears.
They will--
"Life is equal".
It was the only way to break the spell that Chris Finola had bound her to, but it meant spending most of his life with her.
They will die together.
I don't know which day it will be, maybe today, maybe tomorrow, maybe a long time later, maybe when their children and grandchildren are full.
Sounds great.
he thinks.
He could feel her life going on, and that was the only time he felt sleepy after days of sleepless nights, when Sirius did something his lover would never find out.
He thinks it's worth it.
He walks this road alone.
He is Finola's young master, and became Finola's owner at the age of seven. He was born superior and would be flattered wherever he went.
No one knows that when Chris Finola opened his eyes when he was born, it was not his mother, father, or uncle, but an ugly and stupid house elf.
It picked him up carefully, with joy and respect on its wrinkled face.
It's called queso.
The only house-elf who grew up with Chris Finola.
It watched him grow up slowly, watched him slowly become unreasonable, and watched him slowly do unforgivable things.
It hid in the corner, just, watching him.
"My hair seems to be gray, Keso." Chris looked at himself in the mirror, and said lightly, "Is it?"
He couldn't hear what it said.
He couldn't hear anything, his ears were broken, his eyes were dying, his internal organs were burning all the time, and he was dying.
He can't die alone.
If you can't stay together forever, then go to death together.
He stood in the crowd, looking at the brown-haired witch who had just come out of the Ministry of Magic.
He follows her.
Following her like a lunatic, rushing up like a believer saw his God, he grabbed her by the hair, pinched her neck and pressed hard against the wall in the corner.
His pupils shrunk at the sudden darkness, and he stared at her.
"I've got you," he said softly.
I caught you.
My princess, we deserve to go to hell together.
He worked hard, looking at her face flushed because she couldn't breathe, he felt a joy from his heart - yes, he should be like this, this is what he originally wanted .
He met a pair of dark blue eyes.
He froze for a moment, but didn't withdraw his strength immediately.
She died in his hands.
Her chestnut brown hair hung down as if she had lost its luster, and she didn't even close her eyes, staring straight at him.
Chris let go.
She fell in front of him.
He stood there, confused like a child who hadn't found his home. He looked around, but he didn't know where he was. His heart was still beating, but it was too cold.
He found himself alive.
His heart was still beating hard, he was still breathing, he still felt the world, he was still alive.
Why is it like he's dead?
why?
As if he had lost the most important thing, he hugged his head suddenly, and his dark blue eyes flashed a feeling that he couldn't figure out.
The candle was blown out by the wind.
He fixedly looked at the girl in front of him, she was hastily putting away the wrong birthday present, her face was flushed, and she showed a silly smile in his opinion.
"Happy birthday, big brother." Her voice sounded soft.
He accepted the gift that did not belong to him.
He wanted to tear her smile off.
Because she looks happy, why does she look so happy?
……Really?Do you really think so?Chris Finola.
You obviously felt your heart beating a long time ago.
He cried out suddenly.
He vented himself crazily, like a mad dog, he hugged her, revealing the fragility under the appearance for the first time.
Eyes are red.
Eyelashes wet with tears.
"No one taught me how to love someone, no one taught me." He hugged her, feeling the coldness, "...I thought we would be together forever."
He is going to take her away.
He wanted to see her break down.
But when...he fell in love with her?
He is in love with her.
He likes to see her smile, the way she listens to him playing the piano seriously, and everything about her.
But now, all of these are gone.
He suddenly laughed.
He was knocked down by the sudden attack, his hands were grabbed, he no longer had her in his arms, and he met those dark blue eyes that no longer had light.
He knelt there, trying to grab her hand in the end.
In the end, he was alone.
No one loves him, no one calls his name softly, no one trusts him, no one is willing to entrust his back to him.
He made too many mistakes.
He was dragged away, and at the last second saw Bellatrix slowly transforming into her original form.
Not her.
It wasn't her face that had been thinned by the ordeal of Azkaban.
At that moment, his vision was plunged into darkness.
All is gone.
In 1981, the legacy of the war was almost resolved.
Remus had gone to work at the Ministry of Magic, he was working under Newt now, and thanks to Severus, he was much better from his werewolf transformation.
James formed a Quidditch team. His goal has always been to replace England in the Quidditch World Cup, but this time his good brothers didn't help.
Sirius rejected him directly, without mercy.
He has grown taller and taller since the fifth grade, and is now 1.9 meters. Every time he sits on a flying broom, he shakes like a stupid bird.If the Quidditch World Cup allowed him to use the Magic Bike, he might think about it.
Of course there is another reason.
James heard the shouting, and he looked to the second floor.
The girl's soft voice was calling out to his good brother, and Sirius stood up regardless of Prong's plea, "Alright Prong, go and ask Regulus if he is willing."
Leaving behind a prong with question marks all over his face, Padfoot walked up to the second floor and pushed open the door.
Since becoming pregnant, Auger has been lethargic.
She is only a month old now, her appetite is good and jet lagged, pregnant women are always sensitive at first, and she always has nightmares.
Some effects last a lifetime.
"My leg hurts, Sirius." The brown-haired witch trembled her eyelashes, she opened her hands, and said aggrievedly, "Where have you been?"
Years later Ogg remembered how socially dead she was when she was pregnant with Alphard, but Sirius clearly liked it.
Aggrieved, her eyelashes trembled, and she looked at him with watery eyes.
Still want to hug.
He calmly held back the smile in his eyes, and looked at her again after a while, "What's wrong?"
"I want to eat oranges."
He will get it.
When it came up, it changed again, "I want to eat pears."
James witnessed his good brother back and forth five times, endured it for a long time and said: "Are you serving your ancestors?"
Immediately, he got a slightly disgusted expression from Sirius.
James didn't know it at the time.
After half a month, he knew.
Half a month later, Lily was also found to have a child.
James was promoted to the silly father, and he stared at Lily every day, and finally one day Lily felt bored and went to visit. Sirius witnessed his good brother running back and forth ten times stiffly.
Ogg was lying on the couch next to him, and she fell asleep again, curled up in a ball, while Sirius put a soundproofing charm over her and covered her with a blanket.
This time it was Padfoot's turn to gloat: "Are you looking for your ancestor?"
The prong was stuck, and finally he had to stare at him with his eyes.
Lee and Heska came to visit them just before five o'clock.
At that time, Ogg was still awake, and Sirius carried her into the room, and when they came out, they were sitting on the sofa.
Heska has a neat short haircut, she looks cool and refreshing.
"I'm resigned from the Auror Department," Lee said.
"This guy left everything to me." Heska sighed, but she still smiled, "And you guys, you really want to come out as soon as you want."
A few people from the Auror Department left, and a few more came in.
This is continuation.
"I'm going to China." Li patted his guitar bag, "Take this guy with me."
Four years ago, he finally avenged himself.
Three Cruciatus Curse, he returned to that guy one after another.
Chris Finola felt the pain of putting pressure on others in the end.
He played with White's feelings, but finally knew his own feelings; he tortured Green with forbidden fruit, but finally died because of the forbidden fruit.
He forcibly ordered the house elf Nono to commit suicide, and lost the trust of Keso and Rai.
One took away his lover in disregard of his orders, and the other secretly betrayed him.
He came to this world alone, and he left alone in the end.
Seeing his appearance, Li suddenly felt relieved.
He had done what the other Aurors had done for seven in four years, and finally handed in Moody's leave note.
He carried a guitar that he hadn't played for a long time, and put a group photo of the first generation of the Order of the Phoenix in his bag.
Now everyone goes their separate ways.
"By the way." Li took out a letter from his pocket, "Help me and Dinock to give this to her."
Sirius took it.
"I probably won't be able to give any gifts to your children." Li smiled and patted Heska on the shoulder, "Let Hesjia give it to me."
He managed to get an unglamorous look from the witch.
"Aren't you saying goodbye?" Sirius said.
"Forget it, that's too sad." Li turned his head, he shook his hand, "Let's go!"
The sun was shining on the young man.
He's against the light, with his guitar.
His shadow fell to the ground.
It's as if his guitar has become the boy he once was.
They still walked side by side.
Nothing has changed.
Li raised his head and smiled at the sun.
"Come on, Dinock, we're going somewhere new," he said.
He and his lover are separated by a wall.
His lover's life was in danger, and even St. Mungo's best medical practitioners were helpless against her loss.
She just lay there, very quiet.
The black-haired young man just gave a calm "hmm".
This was a rare moment for him to be serious, and his gaze was fixed on the glass window, and the curtain behind him only allowed him to see the chestnut-brown hair.
There's no need to think too much, no matter how many times he does it again, he will do it again.
He was born in the gloomy Black family, and even once thought that he would not fall in love with anyone.
but.
She is exceptional.
It doesn't matter if you die like this.
He held her hand.
Her skin was pale, and there were several wounds on her face that hadn't healed—it was caused by breaking the barrier to save White who was imprisoned by Chris Finola.
He lowered his eyes, and gently helped her roll up her hair by her ears.
They will--
"Life is equal".
It was the only way to break the spell that Chris Finola had bound her to, but it meant spending most of his life with her.
They will die together.
I don't know which day it will be, maybe today, maybe tomorrow, maybe a long time later, maybe when their children and grandchildren are full.
Sounds great.
he thinks.
He could feel her life going on, and that was the only time he felt sleepy after days of sleepless nights, when Sirius did something his lover would never find out.
He thinks it's worth it.
He walks this road alone.
He is Finola's young master, and became Finola's owner at the age of seven. He was born superior and would be flattered wherever he went.
No one knows that when Chris Finola opened his eyes when he was born, it was not his mother, father, or uncle, but an ugly and stupid house elf.
It picked him up carefully, with joy and respect on its wrinkled face.
It's called queso.
The only house-elf who grew up with Chris Finola.
It watched him grow up slowly, watched him slowly become unreasonable, and watched him slowly do unforgivable things.
It hid in the corner, just, watching him.
"My hair seems to be gray, Keso." Chris looked at himself in the mirror, and said lightly, "Is it?"
He couldn't hear what it said.
He couldn't hear anything, his ears were broken, his eyes were dying, his internal organs were burning all the time, and he was dying.
He can't die alone.
If you can't stay together forever, then go to death together.
He stood in the crowd, looking at the brown-haired witch who had just come out of the Ministry of Magic.
He follows her.
Following her like a lunatic, rushing up like a believer saw his God, he grabbed her by the hair, pinched her neck and pressed hard against the wall in the corner.
His pupils shrunk at the sudden darkness, and he stared at her.
"I've got you," he said softly.
I caught you.
My princess, we deserve to go to hell together.
He worked hard, looking at her face flushed because she couldn't breathe, he felt a joy from his heart - yes, he should be like this, this is what he originally wanted .
He met a pair of dark blue eyes.
He froze for a moment, but didn't withdraw his strength immediately.
She died in his hands.
Her chestnut brown hair hung down as if she had lost its luster, and she didn't even close her eyes, staring straight at him.
Chris let go.
She fell in front of him.
He stood there, confused like a child who hadn't found his home. He looked around, but he didn't know where he was. His heart was still beating, but it was too cold.
He found himself alive.
His heart was still beating hard, he was still breathing, he still felt the world, he was still alive.
Why is it like he's dead?
why?
As if he had lost the most important thing, he hugged his head suddenly, and his dark blue eyes flashed a feeling that he couldn't figure out.
The candle was blown out by the wind.
He fixedly looked at the girl in front of him, she was hastily putting away the wrong birthday present, her face was flushed, and she showed a silly smile in his opinion.
"Happy birthday, big brother." Her voice sounded soft.
He accepted the gift that did not belong to him.
He wanted to tear her smile off.
Because she looks happy, why does she look so happy?
……Really?Do you really think so?Chris Finola.
You obviously felt your heart beating a long time ago.
He cried out suddenly.
He vented himself crazily, like a mad dog, he hugged her, revealing the fragility under the appearance for the first time.
Eyes are red.
Eyelashes wet with tears.
"No one taught me how to love someone, no one taught me." He hugged her, feeling the coldness, "...I thought we would be together forever."
He is going to take her away.
He wanted to see her break down.
But when...he fell in love with her?
He is in love with her.
He likes to see her smile, the way she listens to him playing the piano seriously, and everything about her.
But now, all of these are gone.
He suddenly laughed.
He was knocked down by the sudden attack, his hands were grabbed, he no longer had her in his arms, and he met those dark blue eyes that no longer had light.
He knelt there, trying to grab her hand in the end.
In the end, he was alone.
No one loves him, no one calls his name softly, no one trusts him, no one is willing to entrust his back to him.
He made too many mistakes.
He was dragged away, and at the last second saw Bellatrix slowly transforming into her original form.
Not her.
It wasn't her face that had been thinned by the ordeal of Azkaban.
At that moment, his vision was plunged into darkness.
All is gone.
In 1981, the legacy of the war was almost resolved.
Remus had gone to work at the Ministry of Magic, he was working under Newt now, and thanks to Severus, he was much better from his werewolf transformation.
James formed a Quidditch team. His goal has always been to replace England in the Quidditch World Cup, but this time his good brothers didn't help.
Sirius rejected him directly, without mercy.
He has grown taller and taller since the fifth grade, and is now 1.9 meters. Every time he sits on a flying broom, he shakes like a stupid bird.If the Quidditch World Cup allowed him to use the Magic Bike, he might think about it.
Of course there is another reason.
James heard the shouting, and he looked to the second floor.
The girl's soft voice was calling out to his good brother, and Sirius stood up regardless of Prong's plea, "Alright Prong, go and ask Regulus if he is willing."
Leaving behind a prong with question marks all over his face, Padfoot walked up to the second floor and pushed open the door.
Since becoming pregnant, Auger has been lethargic.
She is only a month old now, her appetite is good and jet lagged, pregnant women are always sensitive at first, and she always has nightmares.
Some effects last a lifetime.
"My leg hurts, Sirius." The brown-haired witch trembled her eyelashes, she opened her hands, and said aggrievedly, "Where have you been?"
Years later Ogg remembered how socially dead she was when she was pregnant with Alphard, but Sirius clearly liked it.
Aggrieved, her eyelashes trembled, and she looked at him with watery eyes.
Still want to hug.
He calmly held back the smile in his eyes, and looked at her again after a while, "What's wrong?"
"I want to eat oranges."
He will get it.
When it came up, it changed again, "I want to eat pears."
James witnessed his good brother back and forth five times, endured it for a long time and said: "Are you serving your ancestors?"
Immediately, he got a slightly disgusted expression from Sirius.
James didn't know it at the time.
After half a month, he knew.
Half a month later, Lily was also found to have a child.
James was promoted to the silly father, and he stared at Lily every day, and finally one day Lily felt bored and went to visit. Sirius witnessed his good brother running back and forth ten times stiffly.
Ogg was lying on the couch next to him, and she fell asleep again, curled up in a ball, while Sirius put a soundproofing charm over her and covered her with a blanket.
This time it was Padfoot's turn to gloat: "Are you looking for your ancestor?"
The prong was stuck, and finally he had to stare at him with his eyes.
Lee and Heska came to visit them just before five o'clock.
At that time, Ogg was still awake, and Sirius carried her into the room, and when they came out, they were sitting on the sofa.
Heska has a neat short haircut, she looks cool and refreshing.
"I'm resigned from the Auror Department," Lee said.
"This guy left everything to me." Heska sighed, but she still smiled, "And you guys, you really want to come out as soon as you want."
A few people from the Auror Department left, and a few more came in.
This is continuation.
"I'm going to China." Li patted his guitar bag, "Take this guy with me."
Four years ago, he finally avenged himself.
Three Cruciatus Curse, he returned to that guy one after another.
Chris Finola felt the pain of putting pressure on others in the end.
He played with White's feelings, but finally knew his own feelings; he tortured Green with forbidden fruit, but finally died because of the forbidden fruit.
He forcibly ordered the house elf Nono to commit suicide, and lost the trust of Keso and Rai.
One took away his lover in disregard of his orders, and the other secretly betrayed him.
He came to this world alone, and he left alone in the end.
Seeing his appearance, Li suddenly felt relieved.
He had done what the other Aurors had done for seven in four years, and finally handed in Moody's leave note.
He carried a guitar that he hadn't played for a long time, and put a group photo of the first generation of the Order of the Phoenix in his bag.
Now everyone goes their separate ways.
"By the way." Li took out a letter from his pocket, "Help me and Dinock to give this to her."
Sirius took it.
"I probably won't be able to give any gifts to your children." Li smiled and patted Heska on the shoulder, "Let Hesjia give it to me."
He managed to get an unglamorous look from the witch.
"Aren't you saying goodbye?" Sirius said.
"Forget it, that's too sad." Li turned his head, he shook his hand, "Let's go!"
The sun was shining on the young man.
He's against the light, with his guitar.
His shadow fell to the ground.
It's as if his guitar has become the boy he once was.
They still walked side by side.
Nothing has changed.
Li raised his head and smiled at the sun.
"Come on, Dinock, we're going somewhere new," he said.
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