[SSHP] End of life

When Snape saw Harry standing in his office with a phoenix on his shoulder on the last day of the Easter break, there was nothing left to fight.

"So, you got in touch with Dumbledore?" he said dryly.

"After I went back yesterday, I used the double-sided mirror that Sirius gave me, and he helped me contact Professor Dumbledore." Harry said cheerfully, his eyes regained the brightness that had not been seen for a long time, without a trace of haze, "Woo Mlitch watches all the fireplaces and owls in the school, but she can't keep track of the two-way mirror."

Snape gave Harry a sullen look, but Harry was no longer afraid of that look.He looked at the schoolbag still lying beside Snape's desk, stepped up and held out a hand to Snape, urging, "Grab me, sir."

Snape looked at Harry's hand, and held it out reluctantly.Harry grasped the big hand.His other hand grasped the phoenix's tail feathers, and in a burst of flame they disappeared.

Seconds later, Harry found them standing on a brightly lit field.This place looks like the ruins of an ancient castle. The ruined walls are covered with moss, and the grass on the ground is green and green, interspersed with some small flowers of different colors.They walked forward with Fox, the sun was bright but not hot, and some stones cast huge shadows on the ground.They walked through a sea of ​​white flowers and circled a small hillside where the wind was blowing. Dumbledore sat on the roots of a huge banyan tree at the edge of the forest and smiled at them.Draco Malfoy, Narcissa Malfoy and Lucius Malfoy stood beside him.

Harry stole a glance at Snape, Snape's eyes were like two bottomless tunnels.He's running Occlumency again.

"Severus, Harry, I'm glad you're here so soon." Dumbledore smiled cheerfully as Fawkes flew over to perch on a clump of gnarled air roots next to his head.

Draco's gray eyes stared at Harry, expressionless.Lucius and Snape looked at each other briefly, and he nodded at Snape.There was no smile on either of their faces.

"Shake hands," suggested Dumbledore.

"Unless you explain what all this is about." Snape said coldly, he glanced at Harry, the boy's expression was a little tense, he was on guard against Lucius.But for some reason, his hostility towards Draco was clearly not that great, and towards Narcissa he had a strange mixture of longing and hatred.

"From today onwards, they are our allies," said Dumbledore, "but not in the Order of the Phoenix. Are they, Lucius?"

Lucius gave a perfect smile.He looked at Harry scrutinizingly, and Draco's expression became a little ugly.

"Harry Potter." Lucius said, with a familiar drawn voice, "Dumbledore said you came from the future, and he used your memory as a support. But why did you choose us?"

Harry stared at Lucius.After a while, he was sure he was really waiting for an answer. "Everyone thinks that all Death Eaters agree with Voldemort's pure blood theory, but I have seen your genealogy. Before the secrecy law was implemented, you did not reject intermarriage with Muggles, and there are rumors that your investment in the Muggle world is also extremely high. Success. After the Secrecy Act was promulgated, you immediately changed your narrative and began to strongly defend the Secrecy Law. I judged from these factors that what you want is profit and safety, and you want to protect your own family. In my memory, Voldemort gave Your stuff is exactly the opposite of what you need, so I think your family has the highest chance of allying with us among the Death Eaters, and it's worth talking to you and trying." He said, quietly but steadily, "and What pushed me to finally decide to unite you guys was some recent memory that came back to me. Before I came back here, I saw the legendary time tree. Some developments, Mrs. Malfoy asked me if Draco was okay. I told her, So she lied to Voldemort."

Narcissa looked at Harry in shock, as if to judge whether he was lying or not.Draco looked at his mother, then at Harry, his expression softening.

Snape looked at Harry too.Harry took a step closer to him.

"In some memories, Draco married Hermione, or Astoria Greengrass. Their child was named Scorpius. You also survived the war because you provided a lot of food to the Ministry of Magic. Dead Apostles, or Voldemort's followers in hiding, spared Azkaban," Harry said, his eyes gradually hardening, as if that night of blood and fire at the end of seventh year had made him truly A leader who felt like he was giving a speech trying to incite everyone to follow his own train of thought, "July 1997, Voldemort took your wand, he loved Cruciatus, Kills indiscriminately when very angry, all of you are terrified. He is a half-breed himself, he deceived you, reigned you with terror, even if he took control of the Ministry of Magic, you don't need to hide anymore, he still makes you like dogs The same last breath. That's not the kind of honor you want. And we are not. Every member of the Order of the Phoenix is ​​not afraid to give everything for victory, we are for the world and not for ourselves. We will not occupy your home as a base , make them dirty. The Malfoy family is one of the 7 oldest. You should not obey, but be an ally of one side, stand alone, and keep your bloodline forever. Voldemort can't give you These, but we can. That's the whole reason - your strength, your purpose and your actions, that's why I choose you. Now it's time for you to take sides. Do you follow Voldemort and let him rule, or be us alliance?"

"How can you guarantee that we will survive trial after the war is won?" Lucius Malfoy asked slowly after a long time.

"I guess Professor Dumbledore has already told you everything. Are you still hesitating?" Harry stared into Lucius' eyes and said, "If you survive, we can guarantee that you will be sentenced to innocence." Sin. Even if I die, Ron and Hermione, as the war heroes who fought alongside me, and the Auror members of the Order of the Phoenix, will have the right to speak."

Lucius stroked the snake-headed cane with his hand.

"You have no choice, Voldemort will lose, you can only trust me!" Harry said coldly, and he finally realized that he would never be able to avoid Dumbledore's path, "It's not you who decide now, it's We are giving you a chance. Choose! Miss this opportunity, and you will never have a future!"

"Keep Draco," Narcissa said suddenly firmly, stopping Lucius's words and leaning down to meet Harry's eyes.

"Of course, we'll keep him," said Harry coldly, "but if you want me to guarantee that you all live to the end of the war, the negotiations can't go on. You've done so much for Voldemort. It's time to do something to prove that you are truly our allies. Do you think you can do nothing? Just stop answering Voldemort's call, hide in a safe place, and wait out this war?"

"Enough, Potter, how dare you talk to my parents like that—" Draco growled, his face flushing.

"Fine. I promise," Lucius said.He looked Harry over again, this time with less contempt and more respect.

The two looked at each other, and he reached out his hand to shake Harry's.Then Harry reached out and shook Narcissa's hand.Draco glared at Harry's hand when it reached out to Draco.

"Draco." Narcissa said softly.

Draco looked at his mother, a blush evident on his pale cheeks.After a few seconds, he held out his hand hesitantly, and held both hands together.

"So we've come to an agreement," said Dumbledore cheerfully, and everyone turned to him, as if they hadn't realized until now that the greatest White wizard of the century was sitting here, and that Harry Potter was just a child. cub. "Harry, Draco, I think you need to go for a walk to solidify your budding friendship. Sissy, Lucius, Severus, we have something else to discuss..."

"No, Dumbledore. Make it clear first." Snape said angrily, reaching out and grabbing Harry's shoulder. "What did he discuss with you?"

"It's nothing, Severus." Dumbledore said evasively, "I was just persuaded by a child and decided to let you retire from the position of double agent."

"So I don't have to choose? I let you dominate me again?" he said in shock, trying not to growl.No one answered, everyone just stared at him.

Snape looked around.Narcissa's expression was sad, Lucius' expression was calm, and Draco's expression was terrified and angry.But he could tell from the expressions on the faces of the Malfoys that they weren't surprised at all.

They had discussed everything before he came.Harry Potter brought him here just to let him know.

He thought that these people decided his future without authorization, and he would feel angry if he manipulated him like a marionette again.But he didn't, he was just shocked. "What does the boy offer you in exchange?" he asked hoarsely, shaking Harry's shoulder sharply at Dumbledore.

"Nothing." Dumbledore looked at him, and for the first time he saw specks of sadness in those eyes. "There are more factors that can blind a person's eyes than imagined. I just suddenly felt that, Over the years, I haven't been able to see much."

"Well, Draco, Harry, go for a walk," said Dumbledore, ignoring Snape's still stunned silence.Harry struggled a bit, out of Snape's hand.

The four adult wizards stayed where they were, and Harry and Draco exchanged glances as they walked slowly around a crumbling stone wall and up the hill.

"I don't care what you've been through, who you've lost and who you've saved...you're the bane of our family, Harry Potter." They walked wordlessly for a while, Draco whispered .

The two stopped.Harry watched Draco warily, but after a short while he responded in a low voice but firmly: "I never told a lie, Draco. Your father chose to be a Death Eater himself, I didn't know he Whether he regrets it or not, I don't know if he told you about it. He wants to protect you, your mother, and the Malfoy family now. But time cannot go back, and he has no choice."

Draco was silent for a while, and he continued to walk slowly forward, and Harry followed.

"You're right, Harry." He said calmly as he walked, "My dad valued the Malfoy blood and always wanted to make decisions that were good for me, but he never asked me what I thought. A lot For years, he was all about me working for the Ministry of Magic, but I never fantasized about working for the Ministry, not even as a kid. I felt his fear before the Dark Lord came back. I always thought secretly , he prefers a world without the Dark Lord. Sometimes, when I wake up at night, I will find him sitting on the sofa holding his left arm, as if he is thinking about something. I was very afraid of him when I was a child. Don't want to be branded as a Death Eater, frankly, I'm afraid of that mark. But a lot of the time I have no choice. Whenever I'm thinking, what's the use of pure blood, what's the use of money and power— —I don't want pure blood or honor, and it doesn't even matter if the Malfoy blood is broken with me. I just want to be with them."

"You will. I've seen many different paths through history, and I don't have a single memory where you didn't end up together," said Harry.The two of them sat down on the back of the hill with their backs to the sun and stared at the passing clouds in the clear sky. "In sixth grade, your mother went to Snape and asked him to kill Voldemort instead of you, and make an unbreakable vow with him. There are those that I haven't experienced, but they are true in the way history may appear Yes, she lied to Voldemort. She wanted to protect you, Draco. I used to think that Slytherins were evil and you had no feelings, until then I realized that any mother in the world is great .Your mom treats you like my mom treats me, they love us more than their own lives... you're lucky, and so am I."

Draco said nothing.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not very good at small talk," said Harry, "especially to you... although our relationship has changed since I got back. You don't want to work in the Ministry, so what do you want to do?"

"Playing Quidditch," Draco replied, "but I'm not good enough at it. I just want to make myself happy."

"So you admit that you're not as good as me?" Harry said with a smile.

"I'm relieved you quit the Quidditch team," Draco said, "but I still enjoy fighting you. Even if I go back to school, it won't change." He smirked, It seems that the depressed mood just now has completely recovered, "Don't forget, I am still a prefect. Prefects are eligible to deduct points. In order to let everyone pay attention to our tit-for-tat confrontation, I will work harder."

"If our meeting had been better, maybe we wouldn't have turned against each other for so many years. I never understood why Slytherins have been so against Gryffindor." Harry hesitated, and finally said, "Even if you They all advocate pure blood, don't there are many pure blood wizards in Gryffindor? And there are many mixed blood in Slytherin."

"Most of the time, Gryffindors are the ones who provoke us first, and we won't lower ourselves to entangle you - we have more things to do. If we have to say we hate you, there is only one reason. Draco stood up and gave Harry a haughty look, "Gryffindor doesn't fit our aesthetics."

Harry turned his head, the sun forcing him to shield his eyes with his hands. "Draco!" he yelled.

Draco stopped.Harry got up to catch up.

"Do you remember the first time we met?"

"Of course. In Madam Malkin's robe shop."

"Then you must remember that I didn't even know what Quidditch was because I was new to the wizarding world."

Draco looked at Harry with a look of regret, but he didn't say anything in the end.

"In the Muggle world, only greasy businessmen wear their hair back. This hairstyle is called a pompadour. People like that almost suddenly become rich, and most of them are very obsequious." ...and if they've let their hair down from chasing a richer partner, they'll spit into the palms of their hands like this—" Harry pretended to spit on either side of his left and right hands, then rubbed his hands together, " Pull your hair back like this."

Draco looked at Harry's hands with a disgusted expression, subconsciously stroked his hair, then looked up and glared at him.

"There are more Muggle-borns and half-bloods in Gryffindor than Slytherins, and a lot of people have grown up in this environment... so I think we may indeed have aesthetic differences." Harry smirked, "But if the Malfoy family There are many rumors of investment in the Muggle world are true, and when everything is over, you will become the head of the Malfoy family, and you may have to face many Muggles chasing after you with spittle on their heads."

"Gryffindor and Slytherin may never get along," Draco asserted angrily, before he left Harry and strode down the hill.

The author has something to say: I found that I was too lazy to write when I was on vacation...Maybe because I want to rest at home, and I rebound when I am not allowed to play.laugh.

I said that I want Lao Deng to learn to let go, and Erha to learn to trust someone wholeheartedly. This is the beginning. I don’t know how to express it.Let Lao Deng learn to let go first.I think he is tired of always mastering so many.

He is not good at negotiating. Although he had already discussed with Lao Deng in advance, but Lucius suddenly wanted to ask Erha, and Lao Deng also deliberately let him exercise Erha, so it still has to be considered a negotiation.I think it counts.As a result, the Malfoy family and Erha's dual merchants followed my dual merchants.laugh.If you want to shoot, please feel free to...

Information about Malfoy's home comes from Pottermore.Most of Draco's lines in this chapter are from The Cursed Child.