[HP] Dearest Enemy

Unlike other Gryffindors who were so enthusiastic that Harry shuddered, Ron couldn't believe that Harry hadn't signed up himself, so he quarreled with Harry that night.When Harry came downstairs the next day and hesitated whether to go to the Great Hall for breakfast, he was relieved by Hermione's presence.

"I brought you breakfast." Hermione held up a stack of bread wrapped in a napkin. "Draco is waiting for you by the lake. He wants to ask you something."

"Is he as suspicious as Ron is that I named myself?" Harry asked.Hermione frowned, and Harry immediately knew that he didn't need to expect Hermione's answer, and stretched out a hand, "Okay, I guess Draco thinks the same as Ron, after all, I'm a—"

"Draco didn't say anything," said Hermione. "You'd better explain it yourself. It's a big deal, Harry."

Of course it won't be easy, Harry thought to himself, if they knew that this was a challenge arranged for them by the person who couldn't even mention their name, Hermione would probably faint on the spot.

Harry told his two friends the exact conversation he had with Dumbledore.

"You really didn't sign up yourself?" Draco looked suspicious.

"Of course not!" Harry said confidently, took a hard bite of his toast, and added, "Tom did it."

Hermione looked concerned as Dumbledore said the word "take away".

"Harry, you have to be careful," said Hermione. "If this is really You-Know-Who's plan, then you have to be very, very careful."

Harry smiled wryly and thanked his friend.

Draco looked at him with folded arms, no smile on his fair and delicate face.

"Can you win, Harry?" asked the boy with short pale blond hair.

"I have to win, Draco." Harry threw all the remaining toast into the lake, "This is the first challenge, and I have no reason to lose."

Everyone who cared about Harry was worried after knowing that Harry had become a Hogwarts warrior; Snape's complexion reached the highest level in history, and everyone was trembling in Defense Against the Dark Arts class; He has endured mixed reviews from the other three colleges, though those who opposed him have all but died down after the first program.

Harry didn't ask Tom for help, but that didn't stop others from giving him advice.The three warriors learned what the first item was by cheating one after another, and then passed the first item in different ways.Instead of using the Eye Sickness Charm Sirius had taught him, Harry took Lily's suggestion of transfiguring something on the field, and then used a perfect Disillusionment Charm to get the golden egg easily.

To Harry's delight, Ron reconciled with Harry after the first project, but he encountered a new problem: as a warrior who had an opening obligation at the ball, he needed to invite a girl to be his dance partner.

Harry was at a loss; he didn't have any girls he wanted to invite, and besides, he was a poor dancer.After hearing Harry's complaints, Draco offered to teach him to dance before Christmas. He couldn't tolerate Hogwarts' warrior dance too badly.

"As for the partner, you can go to Granger." Draco stubbornly refused to use Hermione's Christian name. "She probably won't refuse your invitation."

"I'm sorry, Harry, I've already promised someone else." Hermione said embarrassedly, a tinge of pink appeared on Hermione's cheeks.

Ron's eyes widened, and Harry also stared at her dumbfounded: "Who invited you?"

"I can't tell." Hermione shook her head. "I promised he wouldn't tell anyone. Sorry."

She ran away with the book in her arms. For the first time, Harry felt that girls were completely different creatures from himself, inexplicable and incomprehensible.

【...Is there no girl who invited you? ] Tom's tone of voice was obviously joking.

[Of course, I never found out that there are so many girls in the school. 】Harry replied sullenly,【But I don't know them.One is still in fifth grade. 】【Ah, I remembered, that is a very beautiful girl. ] Tom said jokingly.

【How can it be! 】Harry protested dissatisfiedly,【She is a head taller than me! ] Tom laughed softly.

[You know too little about girls, Harry. 】

【Why do I want to know what girls are thinking? ] Harry asked puzzled.

Tom coughed.

[I have a candidate to recommend to you. 】

【who? ] asked Harry.

[Ravenclaw's autumn sheet. ] Tom said, 【She's a pretty girl. 】

[I know, she is Ravenclaw's Seeker. 】Harry said,【She is one level above me, so I don't want to go to her. 】Harry paused, 【Tom, why do you have to dance with girls? 】【This is tradition.Draco must have told you that being able to dance is a basic quality of nobility. 】The corner of Harry's mouth couldn't help twitching a few times: 【I'm not a nobleman.I just don't want to dance with girls. 】Tom chuckled and changed the subject: 【Why do you have such weird thoughts? 】【If only I could dance with boys, so I can go straight to invite Draco... Tom, are you listening? 】【Why do you want to invite him? ] Tom asked calmly, but Harry could feel the other party's faint displeasure.

【Draco is my good friend. ] Harry replied, 【And he dances so well. 】【Just because of these? 】

【Well, and ah, I like him very much. ] Harry thought for a while and replied.

【like him? ] Tom's displeasure seemed to turn to anger, but Harry paid no attention.

【yes. 】Harry replied as a matter of course, the corners of his lips curled up involuntarily, 【Didn't you find that Draco's duplicity is actually cute?And the way he looks when he's angry, it's so funny... Are you listening, Tom? ] Apart from uncontrollable anger, Harry received no response.But even the anger faded away so quickly that Tom refused to speak to Harry, no matter how much he called out to him.Harry felt baffled, he hadn't said anything wrong, why was Tom suddenly so angry with him?

Harry was unhappy that Tom was ignoring him, and stepped on Draco's feet a few times during dance practice.Draco shook off Harry's hand on his waist angrily, claiming that even a troll couldn't be so stupid, and then he realized that Harry was absent-minded and didn't listen to his own words at all.

"What's the matter with you?" Draco felt that the problem of Harry's lack of concentration must be solved first.

"Nothing." Harry replied vaguely, then stared at Draco.Did he upset Tom by saying he liked Draco?But what's wrong with that?Why should Tom be angry about such a thing?

Seeing that Harry had been staring at him without speaking, Draco frowned and asked, "Is there something wrong with my hairstyle, Harry?"

Harry shook his head: "Your hairstyle is as good as usual."

Draco felt a little angry, and frowned deeper: "Then why are you looking at me like this? Is there something on my face?"

"No, I just find it strange." Harry said slowly, and finally looked away, "What did I say wrong?"

Out of nowhere, Draco stared curiously at his friend's face, but saw nothing but a puzzled expression.

"What happened?" Draco finally couldn't help but ask.

"I told a friend of mine I liked you," said Harry bluntly, "and then he got mad."

Draco froze for a moment, and then a faint blush appeared on his face, but Harry continued: "But I like Ron and Hermione very much, and I like him very much, why would he bother about such things?" angry?"

Although Harry didn't say who that person was, Draco had figured out the reason for Harry's absent-mindedness, and coughed lightly: "What an idiot."

"Who are you calling an idiot?" Harry caught the word and turned to stare at him.

"You and your friend, both." Draco curled his lips in disdain, his face had returned to his usual paleness, but his ears were still a little red, "Just tell him that you like him very much, too."

"But he's ignoring me." Harry brushed his hair irritably. "No matter what I say. That mean guy."

Draco watched speechlessly as Harry ruined his hairstyle bit by bit, and coughed again.

"I'm going back," Draco said softly. "I'll be teaching you how to dance again this time next week. You'd better find a partner as soon as possible. I don't want to see a Hogwarts hero who can't even find a partner." See, this is more humiliating than not being able to dance."

But Harry didn't take the matter of finding a dance partner to heart, and after several girls failed one after another in front of Harry, no one came to invite Harry.Hermione suggested that Harry invite Ginny, and Harry thought it would be the same to invite anyone, so he invited Ginny to be his dance partner in front of everyone in the auditorium.

Ginny blushed, she never thought Harry would invite her.

"I-I'm glad you invited me," Ginny stammered, "but I've promised Neville that I'm going with him."

Harry let out a oh, and then sat back and continued eating as if nothing had happened, ignoring the entire auditorium staring at him with a dazed expression.

So that afternoon, the news that "the golden boy fell in love with Cinderella of the Weasley family but was rejected tragically and the love road was rough" flew to every corner of the castle, and the girls who were not invited began to move their minds again, but Harry He disappeared after school and didn't show up until dinnertime.

Harry couldn't stand the stares, he'd never liked people pointing at him and staring at the bang-hidden scar on his head, and this afternoon it had escalated to unprecedented heights.Harry didn't feel ashamed to be rejected by Ginny, but apparently the others didn't.By the time of the second class in the afternoon, almost everyone thought that Harry's indifferent appearance was due to the heavy blow, and even Hermione came to persuade him to open up a bit.There was no way to stay in the castle. Although it was cold outside and Harry didn't wear a cloak, he still slipped out of the castle through a secret passage and went around the greenhouse to the Forbidden Forest.

Harry doesn't come to the Forbidden Forest very often. He prefers the majestic castle to the dark Forbidden Forest, but the Forbidden Forest is undoubtedly a good place to relax.Harry cast a Warming Charm on himself against the biting cold, then wandered aimlessly through the trees.

It wasn't like him at all that Tom still didn't want to talk to himself, and shut down his brain and his feelings completely after that.I am used to communicating with Tom every day. This feeling is like ice wrapped in fire, which makes my chest feel extremely uncomfortable.It was already dark, but Harry still didn't want to go back to the castle.Annoyed, he kicked a branch over to his feet and walked out into a clearing.Through the thick tree trunks, Harry vaguely saw the lake with lights turning over, and he actually walked around the castle in the Forbidden Forest without knowing it.Harry sighed and sat down by a tree.

Tom has no reason to ignore himself. He communicates with himself differently from others. If he wants, he can know whatever he thinks, and he has no secrets from him.But he was actually angry because of such a trivial matter, it was simply... Could it be that the Dark Lord's temper was really weird?Harry sneered, and leaned back to lean against the rough tree trunk, but his back touched something smooth through his robes.

Harry froze for a moment, then turned around.He was leaning against a livid gray stone that Harry could have sworn hadn't been there when he sat down.The stone was covered with moss and flattened more like a thick slate.

It's really interesting that there is such a thing in the Forbidden Forest.Harry tried to stand up while holding the slate, but his fingers touched a mark that was obviously different from other places.Is there still something engraved on it?Harry thought for a while, then took out his wand from his pocket, and cleaned the moss away, and the slate finally revealed its true colors.

"Lumos." Harry softly lit the tip of his wand, then held it up to the slate to read the words on it.But when he saw what was on it, the wand fell silently into the dry grass at the feet of the green-eyed boy.

This is not a slate at all, but a tombstone.There was only one line carved on the tombstone, and it was the last letter that Harry felt.

Harry James Potter This is his tombstone.

Harry felt his brain explode with a buzzing sound, and then the scar suddenly throbbed with pain as if it had been pressed against by a red-hot wire.The brain seemed to be split from the scar, and everything in front of him could not be seen clearly. Harry clutched the scar and knelt down in front of the tombstone.Unprecedented pain blurred his consciousness, Harry vaguely heard someone calling his name, turned his head with difficulty.

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