[HP] Born Noble

After three years of fighting, Draco finally fell under the Avada Kedavra, from the man's staff.In a flash of green light, he saw Potter's frightened face.

"Draco..."

He heard him call himself that, and then he didn't know anything.

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Draco knew he was dead, no one survived the Dark Lord's Avada Kedavra, ah, with one exception!But that exception was never going to be him, he was a Malfoy, a proud, stupid, mindless Death Eater, a Malfoy in a cocoon.

Everything around him was obscure and empty, without any light, and the emptiness made Draco unable to help but start to recall his short life, the details that he had forgotten long ago, and the things that should not have happened but happened Thinking of many people and words, I gradually realized how stupid my previous self-righteous and meaningless arrogance was.

In his daze, Draco could not experience the passage of time, nor could he see the transfer of space, everything was light and ignorant.His boring reminiscence of his previous life made him seriously see the mistakes for the first time, and he understood the mistakes but it was irreversible.This is life. Everyone has only one right to choose. If you miss it, there is no turning back.Then came death, the end of it all.

He is silent here, at ease here, and obliterated here.

At some point, Draco felt the light, not gradually, but suddenly, he realized that he was sitting in the light, abruptly but naturally, as if he had never fallen into the boundless darkness The swamp of nothingness, as if I never left.

Before he got to the bottom of what happened to him, he was distracted by another discovery—he found himself crying—crying, not tears, not silently, suppressed, trying to avoid letting anyone The silent sobbing that people saw, but unscrupulous, earth-shattering wailing.

This is not etiquette, when Draco subconsciously began to restrain his emotions, the next second, he stopped this stupid behavior, just cry like this, he told himself like this, just this once, indulge once, he didn't want From birth to death, I have never really cried once.

Crying has changed from an unconscious behavior to an active one. Maybe Draco just wants to experience the taste of venting his emotions wantonly, but once he really cries, his emotions are out of control. The pain of his father, the crying of his mother, and the glory of his family , the disillusionment of idols, the loss of ideals... or, what he couldn't comprehend at all, when facing his death, Potter blurted out 'Draco...'.

"Oh, my little dragon!" A familiar voice approached, followed by a familiar smell, a familiar temperature, Draco felt himself being hugged and patted on the back, "Draco, my baby , did you have a nightmare?"

"Mom..." Draco murmured, choking, his throat hurting badly, his eyes starting to burn.Even though he has been the head of the Malfoy family for several years, even if he has not accepted such a 'childish' intimacy for a long time in his memory, the moment he was comforted by his mother's arms, he felt safe, warm, bright and happy ...

He didn't want to leave.

No, no!

Draco, who was used to fighting, stopped crying like a conditioned reflex, and tried to arm himself with weakness—he was already the head of the Malfoy family, and no matter when and where, he had to stand at the forefront and shoulder the burden. The whole family, protecting all the family members, he is a fighter, not protected by a weak mother... While these thoughts popped into Draco's mind, he suddenly remembered - he is dead, isn't he?The Dark Lord's snake face, his madness, that blinding green light of death, Potter's cry... he remembered them all.

"Baby?" Narcissa was startled when she found her little dragon crying and crying suddenly, and then saw Draco's dull and pale face, "What's wrong? Little dragon, don't scare mom... Lucius..." Narcissa was so flustered that she could hardly care about her manners, she picked up her son and turned to find her husband, "Lucius, come and see our Draco..."

"what happened?"

"He was crying just now. I thought he was having a nightmare, so I hugged him and coaxed him, but then..."

Draco was taken from Narcissa's arms to Lucius's arms. Waves of colorful light shot out from his father's wand, surrounding him layer by layer, constantly changing colors, Draco even had no time to look like Ordinary children put on surprised or smiling faces and applauded the strange light, but he didn't react at all. In fact, he was completely frightened.

A father who was not a few years older than himself, calm and capable, noble and reserved in his memory, and Mr. Malfoy, who was never happy, was circling around him at the moment, his brow was sweating, and he looked at a loss, just like Rumble who had been sprayed with Professor Snape's venom. Barton; a young and beautiful mother who is old enough to be her own girlfriend, she is petite and hugs herself effortlessly; and herself, who seems to have been under the spell of shrinking, has small hands and feet, and there is an embroidered one on the skirt, A plump, drooling Mediterranean golden fire dragon that doesn't fit his aesthetics at all...

Soon, Hackney, a family therapist, was called in.

"It doesn't seem to be a problem, the little guy was probably frightened by the nightmare..." The mottled white-haired Hackney waved his wand, "Oh, come on, Lucius, Draco is only five years old, of course something that can be scared There are many…”

Draco caught Hackney's words keenly, and was dumbfounded.

The mysteries in the magic world are like a black hole that can never be explored. Regarding life, soul and time, these three major topics are even labeled as "Merlin's Conjecture". No wizard has ever really made a breakthrough on these three topics. Sexual research, even the four founders of Hogwarts.Oh, or don't say three, even if he can get a glimpse of one of the problems, then his achievements can be hailed as a master. Draco bet that even if he is as knowledgeable as that old lunatic Dumbledore, or As strong and crazy as the Dark Lord, he would not offer any constructive comments on his unimaginable experience.

He returned to the age of five, maintaining the knowledge, memories, code of conduct and thinking of the previous 20 years. If this is the temporary new beginning of the second half of his life, where did he go at the age of five?Does he stay in this body temporarily until a certain opportunity arises, or is he a permanent dove occupying the magpie's nest?If the soul has changed, does it mean that the 'reality' has also changed? After all, the last time I was five years old, there was no mature soul of 20 years old living in it.

Most importantly, can he... change the future (history)?For a proud father who will no longer be imprisoned, for a gentle mother who no longer cries day and night, for avoiding the godfather's untimely death, for the honor of the Malfoy family, for his own life and future.

Draco buried his face deeply in the pillow, he didn't know whether to be grateful to Merlin for giving him the chance to be born again, or worry about the more uncertain future.

(The author messed up: In the original work, Aunt JK did not let the respected professor become the godfather of Xiaolong, but I love this kind of fan setting.)

Volume [-]: Fighting for Family