[HP] Dark Godfather

Snape finally caught Harry Potter, he roughly pulled the boy aside, took out a bottle of antidote, handed it to Harry viciously, and said impatiently, "Potter, drink it!"

Harry stared at his glasses, "Why?" The boy thought to himself: Could it be that Snape finally couldn't bear to poison me?

"Why? Huh, of course it's to solve your untimely intimacy with Mr. Malfoy!" Snape said through gritted teeth.

At this moment, Professor Snape didn't care about the bad memories that looking directly into those emerald green eyes would bring him. In his heart, all the troubles were caused by this kid in front of him. Damn lace news, how could he brew the potion that caused trouble, without that potion, naturally there would not be so many troubles now.

Harry's face turned pale, his lips were trembling, "I, I don't understand, why...why can't I be with Draco?"

Snape watched those emerald green eyes become misty, felt as if a needle had been pricked in his heart, he turned his head away in embarrassment, and said softly, "It was a mistake for you to be with Draco, Potter, when you wake up, You're going to hate each other."

Harry Potter was a little excited, "You don't understand, Draco and I really love each other..." Before Harry could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt as if his thoughts had flown into the sky, and he didn't know where he was.

"Soul out of shell!" Snape put down his wand coldly, looked at Harry who was under the Imperius Curse, and curled his lips, "Drink the potion in your hand."

Harry obediently picked up the bottle and downed the antidote in one gulp.

Snape saw Harry drink the last drop of the potion in the bottle, and raised his wand again, "Forget everything!"

After doing all this, Snape watched the bewildered-eyed Harry slowly crawl into the Gryffindor lounge, turned around, Snape pursed his lips, tightly clutched his wand, and went straight to Snape. Go to Leitlin lounge.

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In the bathroom, Draco Malfoy looked at the looming marks on his body strangely, "Strange, why is his body so sore for some reason? Could it be that I'm sick?"

After getting dressed and walking out of the bathroom, Draco sat on the sofa in the lounge for a while, feeling like he had forgotten something important.

When Drake is in a bad mood, he always likes to take stock of his collection, and this time is no exception.

When he came to the hiding place, touching those shiny and exquisite gadgets one by one could make Xiaolong feel more comfortable. After polishing a beautiful button happily, Draco's eyes fell on a questioning one. Pile of old fashioned round glasses.

"Scarhead's glasses..." Draco was in a daze, a voice seemed to be calling his name in his head, and a shadow was lying in his arms, Draco picked up a pair of glasses in a daze, and waited for him to recover When he came, he couldn't help kissing the frame of the glasses.

As if he had been scalded by a red iron, Draco quickly dropped his glasses, stood up with a pale face, and stumbled out of the "Dragon's Den".

After running for a long time in one breath, he bent over and supported his knees out of breath, looked up and found himself alone at the corner of the eighth floor, "Where is this?"

Draco wondered why he came to this place unconsciously.

Drake suddenly felt that this place looked familiar, his eyes were a little sour, and he reached out to touch his eyes, and Drake was surprised to find that he was crying.

Surprised, Xiaolong simply sat at the corner of the stairs against the wall, clutching his chest, and his nose was a little sore, "Why, I feel that this place is empty, as if something important has been lost?"

Just when Xiaolong was depressed and puzzled, he vaguely heard a sigh, looked up and looked around in surprise, but found no one.

"Is it Peeves?" Draco raised his eyebrows, and took out his wand to give the snoopers a surprise attack.

For a long time, no one or anything appeared, and Draco laughed at himself, then sat there indecently in a daze.

What Draco didn't see was that sitting against the wall on the other side of the stairs was Harry Potter wearing an invisibility cloak. At this moment, Harry Potter also looked at the dazed Draco suspiciously.

"Strange, why do I want to cry when I see Drake?"

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Severus Snape, who made a big oolong, made a mistake and dealt with the two boys who accidentally ate the forbidden fruit. He owled the Malfoy couple in the fastest time (the fireplace was unilaterally blocked), and told them There was no need to worry about Drake's boyfriend, but the owl never came back. (That owl is school property.)

A week later, Lucius Malfoy went to the school to go through the transfer procedures. The reason was that the teaching level of Hogwarts could not meet the requirements of the Malfoy family, and he wanted to transfer Drake to Bubaston, France.

The Malfoys finally forgave Professor Snape, but after this incident, the three of them suddenly became worried about Mr. Malfoy's views on mate selection. They thought that Mr. Malfoy must not have appreciated the tenderness and tenderness of girls. Beauty distorts aesthetics.

"I have to say, Severus, the girls in the Hogwarts cellars are a bit gloomy, ah, of course my Narcissa is an exception, and I'm not saying there aren't any good girls in Hogwarts, but maybe dragons appreciate exotic Girl..." Lucius expresses his views anxiously, while being careful not to irritate his lovely and pitiful wife.

Mrs. Malfoy was staring at a small lace one-piece baby dress in a daze. The son's boyfriend incident shocked the proud lady, "Draco hates me, it must be, he would rather choose a boy, Don't want those girls I found for him, my son must be resenting me, I put too much pressure on him..." Narcissa twisted the little clothes in her hands with tears in her eyes.

Snape was sitting on pins and needles in the living room of Malfoy's house. He couldn't object to the opinions of the Malfoys. As the person directly responsible for this oolong incident, the best thing he could do was to keep silent, but thinking of his godson getting thinner these days, and The little kid Potter had also lost his vitality, and Snape somehow had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Lucius, Narcissa, I'm sorry..." Snape finally could only say this, and then left Malfoy Manor with a sigh.

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Draco Malfoy's transfer wasn't publicized much, but somehow Harry Potter found out.

Harry didn't know how to describe his mood when he heard the news. The first thing in his mind was the expression of Draco leaning against the wall in a daze at the corner of the eighth floor that day.

Harry sneaked a few glances across the Slytherin table a few times, but was disappointed not to see Draco come to dinner.

After returning to the Gryffindor dormitory, Harry couldn't fall asleep anyway. He thought for a while, took out the invisibility cloak, and quietly went out for a night swim amidst Ron's snoring.

Unknowingly, Harry came to the floor of the Room of Requirement again. He stared blankly at the wall, but his mind was empty and he didn't know what to think. At this time, the door of the Room of Requirement suddenly appeared, and Harry felt strange. With no one around but him, is there anyone else using the Room of Requirement?

He carefully closed the cloak, walked gently to the door, slowly pushed the door open, and then heard a "huh?" behind him, Harry turned around in surprise, and found Draco who had just lifted the Disillusionment Curse, The little platinum noble seemed to be very curious about the door that had just appeared. Since Harry was wearing an invisibility cloak and pushed the door open, Draco thought that the door was opened by himself.

Harry moved aside calmly, watching Draco slowly walk into the door, and then Harry followed swiftly.

As soon as he entered the room, Harry was stunned. He suddenly felt an indescribable excitement welling up in his heart. At this moment, Draco, who was not far away from him, also shed tears unconsciously.

They saw a huge steaming bathhouse. Next to the bathhouse, there was a huge and warm bed, which was full of dragon models and prank toys. The room had gold-red wallpaper and silver-green velvet. Hanging the curtains, it's like the Slytherin and Gryffindor lounges rolled into one.

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Draco walked slowly to the big bed, gently stroked the curtain beside the bed, looked up and looked around the surrounding environment, a few strands of platinum hair were hanging weakly on his forehead.

"Harry Potter, come out, I know you're here." Draco said suddenly.

Harry lifted the invisibility cloak slowly, his emerald green eyes unblinking at Draco.

"You feel the same way, don't you? We, did we...have...something?" Harry asked hesitantly.

Draco turned his head away and said softly, "It doesn't matter anymore, anyway, I'm leaving Hogwarts soon, Potter, I have a question, I hope you can put aside your prejudices and tell me the answer."

Harry Potter nodded.

Draco turned around, faced Harry, and said very seriously, "In the first year, on the Hogwarts train, if Ron Weasley wasn't there, just the two of us, you would shake my hand ?"

Harry tilted his head and thought for a while, his eyes darkened, and he shook his head with a wry smile.

Draco lowered his head and laughed self-deprecatingly, "Oh, you are too stingy to give me even white lies..."

Harry opened his mouth to say something, but didn't know where to start.

Draco took out a small package from his pocket and handed it to Harry, "I'll open it after I leave!"

Seeing that Harry didn't reach out to take it, Draco shoved the package into Harry's hands angrily, turned around and quickly walked towards the door, "If you suspect fraud, just throw it away, no one cares!"

Clutching the package tightly, Harry Potter watched in bewilderment as Draco walked out the door of the Room of Requirement.

The boy lowered his head and slowly unwrapped the bundle. More than 50 pairs of glasses poured out of the package after casting the shrinking spell, all of which were old-fashioned, with black frames and round lenses, Harry's glasses.

Harry Potter stood in the middle of a large pile of glasses, without the slightest joy of regaining it, nor the surprise of catching Draco Malfoy's pigtails, only a deep sense of sadness and reluctance, which gradually filled his chest and could not be subsided for a long time .

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Draco Malfoy slipped out of Hogwarts through the fireplace in Snape's cellar one misty morning, while Harry Potter sat dumbfounded by the window of his room in Gryffindor Tower All night.

"I can write to him, can't I? Hedwig, can you fly to France?" Harry whispered to himself, and Hedwig, who was dozing beside him, shook his feathers and let out a soft groan. With a snort, he fell asleep again.