[SSHP] End of life

Because of Harry's illness, the three slowed down their movements.In one week, there were two more heavy snowfalls, and the weather that was gradually getting warmer turned cold again.Hermione conjured up many blue flames in glass bottles and surrounded Harry with them.

Hermione got Harry some Muggle medicine, as well as food.Sometimes they would pick Harry up and feed him some mushy stuff.Half asleep, Harry swallowed instinctively.Hermione cries sometimes.

Harry fell asleep, and between each vague waking he heard Hermione and Ron talking, affectionately, in a lonely voice.They were taking care of him, but they cared more about each other.Even when one person was resting alone during the night watch, their hands would always be held together, unless the night watchman changed Harry's towel.

They are friends, they act together, they are inseparable.But their relationship to each other is no longer equivalent.When two sides of a triangle come close to each other, the balance is broken.Eventually, one edge must disappear.

He doesn't want to disappear.Because besides defeating Voldemort, he didn't know who to be with, and he didn't know what else to do.But he also didn't want to see his friends delay their own lives in order to accommodate his feelings.

Maybe it's time for him to leave voluntarily.Maybe he shouldn't have been weak in the first place, and shouldn't have accepted the demands of their fellowship.Uncle Vernon was right, he really was a bastard.But he really didn't want to be alone.

In the depths of his loneliness, Harry dreamed fitfully.He dreamed that he was playing Quidditch with his father, and James was making all kinds of difficult movements smoothly, like a bird that should belong to the sky.Mother was laughing, her fiery red hair as bright as maple leaves on a mountain peak in autumn.Then they disappeared.Voldemort was laughing hoarsely and maniacally.Snape stood on the Astronomy Tower looking out at the hazy sky in the distance, with Dumbledore behind him.Snape turned, with Voldemort's face, and raised his wand at Dumbledore.And Sirius, he turned into a big dog like a mountain, Harry rode on his back, and jumped into the sky.Colorful fireworks bloomed in the sky, several broomsticks rushed out of the darkness, and one of them flew very high suddenly, bursting into the brightest fireworks in the sky...

When Harry actually woke up, Hermione and Ron were there.Ron was pouring hot tea in front of the fire, and Hermione was sitting in front of his bed reading a book, and saw Harry wake up with a surprised expression on his face.

Harry shook his right hand.At the end of the dream, he seemed to have fallen from the sky or a cliff.While falling rapidly, someone kept pulling him.

The palms of his hands were covered in cold sweat, and the real feeling of being held still remained on them, and the emptiness in reality made him feel even more uncomfortable.

wake up.No matter how much sadness and warmth there is in the dream, he still lives in the cold reality.

"Are you all right, Harry?" Ron asked, leaning forward.He pushed the tea mug into Hermione's hand, helped Harry up, then took another tea mug, filled it with hot water, and handed it to Harry.

Harry was so weak that he took the half-full glass and had to put it on his lap momentarily, then slowly raised it with both hands.One sip of water, two sips of water - after he drank several sips of water slowly, he finally felt his vocal cords and internal organs.

"I'm fine," Harry said hoarsely, and he put the teacup back on his lap, moving his empty right hand.

"That's good," said Ron. "We're all worried. You've been sleeping for a week, talking in your sleep..."

"What did I say?" Harry asked.

"No, don't go or something... Sometimes you laugh, and sometimes I feel like you're crying."

"I cried?"

"No." Ron shook his head. "I thought you were crying, but no."

Hermione sat up, looking worriedly into Harry's face.Ron reached out and patted the back of her hand.

"I'm not going to cry. I'm the boy who survived, aren't I? If even I break..." Harry said, suddenly hating the mission, he stopped talking, looked away Look at the folded hands of Ron and Hermione, "I'll be fine soon. Then we'll get on with finding those damn Horcruxes. I don't want to be living in the forest in summer, it's worse than winter." Much more."

"I agree." Ron laughed.Hermione also looked relieved.Great, managed to put everyone at ease - purpose accomplished.Harry thought.

But he really didn't want to go on at all.Endless guessing, pain, struggle, disappointment - he wanted to sink into a dream and never wake up.

"Then let's listen to the radio for a while, be happy, and when Harry is well, we will continue to complete our next plan!" Ron said, he has become very positive and optimistic since he came back.He turns on the radio.

During the day, there will be no broadcasts from the resisters.Moreover, people who fled during the day were all on the move, and no one had the energy to report safety.There was still an hour before evening, and Hermione refilled the three people's cups with steaming tea, then sat on a chair and spread out a book.Harry rubbed his eyes, and picked up the Ancient Rune Dictionary as well.Ron wasn't reading, he was listening intently to the radio.

The station they broadcast to is talking about a movie.The movie is called "An Awfully Big Adventure".Perhaps in order to take care of the listeners who cannot see the picture, the host continued to explain the plot of the movie while playing the original sound.

"For Muggles, is such a big age difference allowed?" Ron asked suddenly, "I remember in the Muggle Studies class in the second grade, the professor said that in some countries, people over a certain age would be carried to the mountains. Go up and throw it away. I always thought Muggles were harsh on older people - wouldn't that age difference be against Muggle laws? Wouldn't they be beheaded?"

"No, of course not! It's just likely to be pointed at." Hermione replied, with only half a bottle of ink left dangling on the arm of the chair, "In some Muggle books, such as "Sense and Sensibility", If the relationship between the two was given other meanings, then the age gap would be negligible. People focus on something deeper behind. But it shouldn't be like "AnAwfullyBigAdventure." She shook her head a little disapprovingly, " Leaving aside that they were real father and daughter—O'Hara was at least 20 years older than Stella, which is a bit much. Colonel Brandon isn't that much older than Marianne."

Harry looked up too.He was startled by Hermione's answer so quickly.He thought Hermione wasn't listening to the radio.

"I think it's amazing." Ron said thoughtfully. "After all, the lifespan of Muggles is much shorter than that of wizards. The biggest problem they have to face is that they can't go to the end together. Who wouldn't want to be with them?" Own mate at the end? I bet Stella would be a Gryffindor."

"What about the wizarding world? Are there many couples with very different ages?" Harry asked.

"If you read more books, Harry! You will find that in the wizarding world, no one cares about the age gap, and no one even cares about gender!" Hermione said disapprovingly, but fortunately, she didn't get angry yet, "Love Potion A princess who invented many love potions at the same time. The princess married a wizard 30 years older than herself, but she is synonymous with loyalty. The age gap between partners is often Following the times—from the end of the last century to the first 50 years of this century, marrying a wizard ten years older than oneself was still something to be proud of."

"Thankfully not anymore. I can't imagine myself being single for ten years after graduation while my wife is still in school. It's like I've abducted a young girl." Ron muttered, "Merlin, I Going to school, she has just been born! Fortunately, more people can find a partner from school now."

"But more people will break up after graduation!" Hermione warned, "Once they find a job after graduation, many people will find that they have different views that were covered up by the same living environment in school!"

Ron fell silent.After a while, he hesitated and asked again: "Is it like what the film critic said just now, blood relationship will make people attract each other?"

Hermione rolled her eyes and tossed her hair, and answered curtly, "Yes."

"This is Muggle magic!" Ron was inexplicably excited.

"Blood relationship is a wonderful thing no matter in the Muggle or wizarding world." Harry commented quietly, thinking of his aunt's family.

The rest of the time was quiet.Three people doing their own thing, very soothing, as if there are three people in the tent, the space can be perfectly filled.At the same time, the heart is filled.Ron was turning the pages of the newspaper, Hermione was writing and drawing on a piece of paper, her ink bottle was still shaking slightly, but it still didn't fall.Hermione or Ron would be out for a vigil in a moment.The radio was on and no one said to turn it off.It's the only thing that makes them feel connected to the world.

Harry held a dictionary of ancient runes, but couldn't read it at all.All he could think about was the line from the movie: "No, I think it's about time. Some people tie their shoelaces and get left behind, so they're cut off from their loved ones. But the dead are still there, and we think we love them." The people there are also there. Just at the corner in front, waiting for the people behind to catch up."

But I squat down to tie my shoelaces too many times.thought Harry.

And none of them wanted to wait for him while he crouched.They just tell him to walk at his own pace, give him a route, and force him to squat, every time.Their reasons are very good. If they don't squat down and sometimes walk a little slower, they are likely to stumble in the future.He needs to wait for the people behind him, those who rely on him to move forward, not to rush through that corner - enough for him to resist.

Ron was back, but Harry didn't feel at all the feeling that something in his heart had been refilled as he had imagined.In the first few days after Ron left, Harry missed him more than ever.He was always wondering how he would be when he did come back, would feel warm, or be excited, maybe say a few words in Ron's favor to an angry Hermione.But none of the assumptions was like the present situation: calm as if he had died.

They had dinner together, and after a while, the three of them turned off the radio and went out or lay down on their own beds.The lights in the tent were turned off, and the sound of breathing sounded evenly.

Hermione was on vigil, and Harry believed they were safe.He lay in the dark, still feeling very weak.Although I was tired and warm, I couldn't sleep no matter what.

The doe standing beside Snape was undoubtedly his Patronus.A Death Eater wouldn't have a Patronus, and Harry distinctly remembered Lupine telling him that wizards could summon Patronuses because there was love and warmth in their hearts.When he learned to invoke God for protection, he also learned and consolidated bit by bit with the warmest and happiest memories.

He suddenly realized that he was laughing, and quickly restrained his expression.He must have been laughing for a long time, because his chapped lips hurt when he pulled back the smile.But he didn't mind laughing at all.Snape wasn't really a Death Eater, he had a Patronus, he didn't take credit for not taking him away.The sword of Gryffindor was sent by him.He also gave him two vials.

Harry closed his eyes and could see Snape's last expression in the moonlight.At that time, he felt that expression seemed familiar, but he still couldn't remember it.Now that he knew, Snape's hesitant expression was the same as Aunt Petunia's expression back then.They had something to say to him, but in the end their reason suppressed their emotions and they didn't get the words out.

Even so, they still have those things in their hearts.Those warm and precious things that are only given to Harry Potter.

What would that be?Harry thought, slowly falling asleep.

The author has something to say: Movies mentioned:

Sense and Sensibility, Colonel AR Brandon.To be honest, when I was reading the book, I thought Colonel Brandon was an old man with no sense of presence. I don’t know how romantic Director Ang Lee is to make him play so many roles, lol. "AnAwfullyBigAdventure", Chinese translation of "Big Adventure", also translated as "New Love Paradise", AR O'Hara.Here you can see AR performing stage plays.very good.Uncle Hugh is also cute.But more... It solved Xiaoha's Muggle thinking, laughing.Go Xiaoha, 20 years old is not a problem.laugh.

Hats off to AR.

Pay tribute to Schick's masterpiece "HeartOverMind".

A few final words.In fact, as an author, I shouldn't encourage you to gain weight, right... Laugh, Xiaoha's emotions will accumulate slowly from here, more and more until it explodes.I made a short-term outline. Assuming that I don't double-up, I personally suggest fattening up for about a week. If you are consistent, you will be able to experience this kind of accumulation.Of course, if you are curious and want to see it, if you don’t want to grow fat, of course I have no objection.What's the point of clicking...