[HP] Dearest Enemy

"Aren't you afraid that the old man will adopt your godson as an adopted son?" Alex held a broomstick in his hand, and walked side by side to the field outside with Harry.He was wearing a tight robe that was very similar to riding clothes today, making him look extraordinarily slender.

"You're supposed to be the one to worry about?" Harry said with a smile. "What would you do if Tom became a child of the Palampion family?"

"Isn't that just right?" Alex spread his hands and put his hand on Harry's shoulder habitually, "I wish someone could take my place quickly. Since the two of you came, the old man has been praising your godson all the time, with a straight face Not to me. If one day my father asks you for custody of Tom, you should give it to him immediately."

"Aaron, did you eat the wrong thing for breakfast?" Harry patted back his friend's paw that was reaching out to him, "Tom is my godson, and I will not give his custody to anyone casually. But If he wants to be a member of the Palampion family of his own accord, I won't object." That would be better than being the Dark Lord, Harry thought.Voldemort envied those who possessed Gringotts keys, which he considered a true sign of membership in the wizarding world.Although he had put an end to such thoughts, Harry knew very well that Tom didn't have much money in his coffers.Harry had thought Tom's coffers were almost empty, and it hadn't occurred to him that Tom, who worked at Knockturn Alley, was almost as rich as himself.

"Don't you mind?" Alex's eyes widened in disbelief.

"If it makes Tom better off, of course I don't mind." As long as he doesn't turn into Voldemort.

"You are really generous." Alex touched his nose, "It's a good thing the old man didn't hear this, otherwise he would really ask you for Tom's custody."

Harry's laughter floated into the yard with the two of them.Today's sunshine is very good, the snow outside has melted a lot, there is no wind, and it doesn't feel very cold.Alex took out a golden snitch with folded wings from his pocket. The golden ball the size of a walnut shone brightly in the sunlight.

"Don't underestimate me as a hitter." Alex smiled lazily, "When I first joined the team, the former team's seeker graduated, so I took this position and spent a whole year as a seeker. Players. I switched to batting when a newcomer came to the team in the second year."

"So who won the House Cup that year?" Harry asked.

"Gryffindor, of course." Alex said proudly. "We won the game from the beginning to the end. At that time, the captain of Slytherin was Laupers, and now he is the goalkeeper of the Welsh team. I am now I still think it's funny when I think of his expression at that time."

The two laughed, Harry straightened his glasses, his green eyes shone with excitement, "I haven't played Quidditch for more than ten years, I'm afraid I'll lose to you."

"I'll let you go." Alex blinked mischievously and spread his palms.The little snitch stretched out its silver wings that circled its body and rushed into the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"I have cast a spell on the Snitch, it will only wander around the grounds outside the manor, and will not run too far." Alex said, "Shall we do a lottery? The loser should promise to the winner How about a request?"

"Okay." Harry nodded in agreement.The two rode on the brooms in their respective hands and flew into the sky one after another.

Tom thought he was getting used to sitting under the library window after breakfast and reading a book.There are no girls whispering behind the bookshelves, no Al asking questions, no Lestrange's sight that may appear at any time... Ah, I really want to move this library to the dormitory, but I don't Here's the chance.Tom had overheard a portrait hanging in the living room on the second floor a few days ago and suggested to Mr. Palampion that he adopt himself as a son, but the old man rejected the proposal.It was fine if he refused, and he didn't want to be separated from Harry. Having access to the library was already a good thing, and Tom was very satisfied with that.

A dark shadow passed by the window.The boy looked up and glanced out the window, but saw nothing strange.Maybe an owl or something, Tom thought, turning his attention back to the beautifully bound book in his hand, and was soon absorbed in it.

Something is blocking the sun again.Tom frowned. He was sure it must be something bigger than a bird this time.The black-eyed boy thought for a moment, but curiosity prevailed after all.He put down the book in his hand and stood up, stretched out his hand and opened the window.The cold winter air mixed with the sun broke into the warm room, and Tom shivered uncontrollably.The tall boy poked his head out to look outside and saw Alex flying around the courtyard on a broomstick.The guy who never covered his forehead with his hair noticed the boy who stuck his head out of the window, and immediately turned his broom and rushed towards Tom, showing a mouthful of white teeth and a malicious smile on his face.

Tom quickly closed the window without hesitation, and Alex was forced to turn the broom so as not to hit the wall of his own house and become a cake. He sighed regretfully looking at the closed window.The black-eyed boy hurriedly put a bookmark on the page that he hadn't finished reading, then rushed out of the library and ran to the highest balcony of the manor.

Sure enough, Harry was also hovering in the air on a broomstick.For the first time Tom knew that Harry was quite good at flying. The green-eyed man glides through the air as freely as a fish swims in water, as light as a feather, as if flying without a broom at all.Harry, who was hanging high in the sky, found that the boy with black eyes was looking at him with piercing eyes, and waved slightly to greet him.Tom also raised his arm and waved vigorously in response to his godfather. The smile on his face took off his usual mask-like reserve, smiling like a child who got a new toy.

Harry looked away and continued to search for the golden snitch.After all, the manor courtyard is different from the stadium, and the snitch has many places to hide.Harry watched Alex's actions just now, and he really flew very well. It seems that Gryffindor won from the beginning of the match to the end of the match that year, and it wasn't bragging.The green-eyed man pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, raised his height again, and focused on finding the snitch.

Tom leaned against the balcony railing and stared up at the sky.Harry and Alex are clearly competing, and Tom guesses they're looking for the Snitch.Today's sunshine is good, but that difficult little guy doesn't know where to hide.Alex wanted to touch Tom's head unwillingly, but the teenager dodged it deftly, causing him to almost hit the roof.Just when Tom and Alex were making eye contact, Harry finally noticed the snitch wandering outside the window of Alex's bedroom on the third floor, and immediately swooped towards the golden light like an arrow.

Alex noticed Harry's movement and hurried after him.Tom watched as the two chased each other to the other side of the house, and hurried to the opposite room to see the final result.

Tom came just in time, and Harry managed to get half a body away from Alex, grabbing the little golden ball neatly into his hands.The look on Alex's face was brilliant, and Tom clapped his hands loudly and gave Alex a gleeful wink.

"Aaron, I won." Harry smiled and shook Alex's hand holding the snitch.

"Harry, why didn't you play Quidditch?" Alex looked at the green-eyed man helplessly and smiled happily.

"I think Hogwarts is more suitable for me," Harry said as he landed on the ground with Alex. "I actually wanted to be an Auror when I was in school."

"Why didn't you persist?" Alex was a little puzzled, "Is it because of Tom?"

Harry shook his head: "It was just an accident." He paused for a moment, then looked up at where Tom was standing just now, the boy had already left, probably on his way down the stairs.He can become Tom's godfather, can play with Alex, can be a professor at Hogwarts, everything is not what he expected.When he thought 15 years ago that he could use his own sacrifice in exchange for Voldemort's demise, he never thought that Merlin would be sent to this time and space to change everything.

"Master Alex, Mr. Potter." A house elf wearing a tea towel suddenly appeared in front of the two of them and bowed deeply to them, "The master hopes that the young master will go to the drawing room on the first floor immediately. Professor Dumbledore is visiting." .”

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