[HP] Subversion - Destined

Why is the world so quiet?

I listened attentively, there was no sound, it was so quiet that it was frightening.

Then I woke up suddenly.

"Harry! Put on your robes, we're going to Hogwarts soon!" Ron pushed me excitedly, I shook my head trying to get rid of a large blank, I seemed to do a very long A very long, unrememberable dream...

"Hurry up, I'll go out and wait for you." Hermione smiled and pushed the door out.

The train arrived at the station, and we boarded the boat under the guidance of Hagrid, and sailed to the place where we will study and live for the next seven years - Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.She was exactly the same as I imagined, some complex and strange thoughts replaced the original curiosity and excitement, she gave me a very familiar feeling—or in other words, everything I came into contact with from waking up to now seemed familiar.

A young man with beautiful platinum short hair was quite eye-catching among a group of little kids, I couldn't help but take a few more glances, unexpectedly he also happened to meet my gaze.I smiled at him, he was taken aback, hesitated for a while, and came over, "Hello, my name is Draco Malfoy."

"Harry Potter. Nice to meet you." I only had time to shake his hand, and the serious Professor McGonagall came to welcome us into the auditorium.Hermione whispered about the formation of the illusions above my head, and I followed the team through the long aisle, glanced at the familiar long tables on both sides, and the familiar faces, and when I looked up, I met the eyes of a person on the professor's bench.

The black pupil seemed to be sucking me in, without any impurities, and the knife-like facial features gave off a rigorous and flat atmosphere.However, the next moment, he raised an eyebrow at me, and the whole scene suddenly became vivid.My eyes seemed to be fixed on him, unable to move away, watching his every move without blinking, his upturned little finger when he straightened his collar, he was chewing while tilting his head to listen to the conversations of other people beside him, There is the look he drifted over when he was impatiently disturbed by my gaze...

"Harry Potter!" Professor McGonagall put the sorting hat on my head.

The Sorting Hat's voice was very distant, "Oh, the person who has attracted all your attention...Of course, you should go - Slytherin!"

In a trance, I took off my hat and walked towards the long table representing the silver-green college. I vaguely felt that this seemed wrong. The plot should not develop like this. That's right, that's enough...

"Mr. Potter, what would I get if I added powdered daffodil root to an infusion of wormwood?" His name was Severus Snape, our Potions Professor and Head of Slytherin House.

"Dreamless Potion, Professor, it's a powerful sleeping pill." I blurted out without thinking.

He nodded, although he didn't show any satisfaction, but I felt his tense facial muscles relax a bit.His sharp eyes swept across the audience, "Why don't you move your pens? Can you all print words directly into your heads?"

I was fascinated by watching his black robe tumbling back, the knife, cauldron, and potion ingredients were all forgotten in my mind, only his whisper like high-grade silk aroused some irresistible emotions.He would scrutinize everyone's progress and sarcasm when the other party didn't meet the requirements.I long for his closeness, wishing that every person who comes into contact with him is me...

Finally, he came to my side, and after lightly touching my line of sight, he narrowed his eyes to scan the clean desktop.I blushed and grabbed the knife, moved the snake teeth aside, and started to pose in a panic.

"Don't shake." A pair of hands covered mine that was trembling due to depression, the faint scent of medicine lingered around, my back was pressed against his chest, and I could feel the subtle vibration of every word he uttered.He held my hand and crushed his fangs into powder, and his warm breath made my ears red, "Pay attention, Harry." I bit my lips to try to wake myself up, but his bewitching voice was full of sympathy. The affectionate tone fascinated my mind, and all I could think of was his graceful hands, warm touch, and that intoxicating whisper...

"Remember, turn off the flame and add the porcupine quill." He turned off the flame over my shoulder, took my hand and sprinkled the porcupine quill, and finally let go of me, "Okay, hand in the bottling." He stepped back One step, turned and left me without hesitation.I followed him back to the podium with lost eyes, and the heat brought by his body gradually dissipated in the air.

After bottling the final product, I came to the podium: "Professor..." His eyes were as deep as ever, as if he could penetrate the flesh and lock my soul tightly.There was a boiling and full of emotion surging in my chest, and I mustered up the courage to say, "I..."

"Let's go." Draco pulled me out of the classroom.

The body fluttered lightly, unable to stop or stand firmly. Following the pulling force, I saw that black figure getting farther and farther away from me. When the door was about to completely cover my sight, I saw him lower his head, and the corners of his lips raised slightly. Almost invisible arc.I stretched out my hand to grab something, but what passed through my fingers was nothing but empty air...

"Harry..." I heard someone calling, echoing in Hogwarts late at night.I stepped out of bed softly without waking anyone.

The empty corridor was dark but not cold, and the long breathing was the only vitality in the silence. I walked aimlessly until I found a group of black shadows crying in pain in the corner.

"Don't touch it." The silky and honest voice stopped my curious hands.I turned around in surprise, and the figure that occupied all my thoughts was standing beside me.The slender five fingers held my wrist, warm and strong, "Don't touch it." The obsidian's eyes are even more breathtaking in the darkness, and there is a touch of emerald green brilliance in the eyes.I nodded indiscriminately, looked directly into his eyes greedily, and held back when he let go, intertwining my fingers, eager to hear more whispers overflowing from those thin lips.

He turned his face to look at the endless darkness ahead, acquiesced to my actions, and even clenched his five fingers indulgently.At that moment, my sight was blurred by indescribable happiness, and I murmured in a low voice: "Sif..."

"Huh?" He looked at me again.I pulled down his collar, put my lips on his lips, and let those strong feelings linger, toss, and pervade...

If there is no past, if there is no need to think about the future, this is just a dream, every step is an ending, people are addicted to it and don't want to wake up.

I smiled and pushed away his embrace, and pointed my wand at the black shadow in the corner: "Avada Kedavra. (Avada Kedavra)"

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"... Sif?" I seemed to have slept for a long time, and had a good dream again, and woke up in a daze, facing a pair of tired and bloodshot eyes, and then the intense joy that passed through the soul overwhelmed me , Snape hugged me hard, as if I would disappear if he let go.

"Sev? I'm fine, I'm really fine..." I hugged him back, this is the medical wing, I looked at everyone present, Professor McGonagall and Madam Pomfrey looked at us with relief, Sirius obviously He also wanted to come forward to hug me, but he could only turn his head awkwardly because of Snape, who was whispering something to Lupine.In addition, Lucius, who was wandering somewhere, and Lockhart, who seemed very happy.

After the initial loss of control, Snape quickly stabilized his emotions. Although he let go of me, he still held my hand tightly under the sheets, fingers intertwined, familiar and warm, as if they had never been separated.

"What happened?" I touched the scar on my forehead, my brain no longer had that kind of muddleheaded feeling, and my whole body suddenly relaxed, should the soul piece be resolved?

"Just wake up." The portrait Dumbledore spoke briskly, "Originally, you had almost succeeded in devouring the soul piece, but Voldemort stepped in. Unfortunately, his luck was bad, and the desire of the soul piece to break free from your body made it Being bound to the outermost periphery of your soul, instead helped you block the Avada Kedavra. At the time they thought you were dead, the magic of Severus' riot triggered the energy of Hogwarts, and it hardened Voldemort The defense system was driven out."

Gellert interface: "Actually, it's a miracle that you've only been in a coma for a few hours. After all, the soul is the key to controlling the body, because this kind of excessive soul collision can easily cause the soul to separate from the body. If the soul is unwilling to wake up, the body will .Even if there are signs of life, the body will sleep forever."

"Yes, the most recent example is the Longbottom couple in St. Mungory. Although their bodies are no longer seriously injured, they are still unconscious." Madam Pomfrey performed a few checks on me, and then happily photographed Pat me on the shoulder, "You are recovering well Harry, you can continue to trample on the school rules alive and kicking now." For her teasing, I can only scratch my hair in embarrassment, "You should have a good rest during Christmas, Si Forrest, you too!" No one dared not listen to the Queen of the Medical Wing.

Is it Christmas yet?I looked at Snape blankly. The influence of previous soul movies made me not know what year it is. "I see." Snape's voice was hoarse, and I covered his hand holding me with distress, he was so exhausted after just a few hours, "I'm fine." He looked me in the eyes and replied affirmatively .

"Hehe, young people are the most energetic." The young version of Dumbledore began to sigh again in that age-inappropriate tone, "Let's go, Gellert, and leave some private space for young people."

"Wait a minute, Mr. Grindelwald, I have a few questions to ask you." Lucius, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stopped them, "About a curse."

"Malfoy?" Gellert looked at him indifferently. "If you're talking about that spell, then you've found the right person. I have some contact with your grandfather because of it. Come to the principal's office later." .” Then he walked away from the portrait.

"Ah, by the way, the password is flower peacock balls, don't forget." Dumbledore blinked and disappeared into the portrait.

"Flower peacock balls? Is this a new product from the Duke of Bees?" Sirius muttered to himself, making Lucius' already ugly face darker.