[HP] Years Whisk

"But, I'm serious, Lucius." Narcissa looked at him seriously, "The Black family property I inherited, except for the one left to Draco, the rest, I want to give Regulus. Because, it was originally left by my father to Bella who is the heir of the Black family, but Bella gave those properties to me."

"It's up to you, Sissy." Lucius began to play with Narcissa's fingers nonchalantly, especially gently bumping his wedding ring back and forth with hers and comparing them. "You are the mistress of the Malfoy family. It's better to return the property of the Black family, so that you don't have to worry about the Black family all the time. After returning it, you can think about me, Draco, and the Malfoy family wholeheartedly every day." gone."

"You don't sound like the Malfoy Patriarch who is mercenary in other people's mouths." Narcissa said jokingly.

"Only for you, I will be lenient like this." Lucius looked at her, "Your sincerity is more important than those wealth." He wrapped Narcissa in his arms again, "So, Mrs. Malfoy, you Have you figured out how to explain your 'previous life' to your husband?"

"I know that with your small mind, you will not forget this matter." Although Narcissa smiled, she also sighed softly.

She briefly explained what she had been through, omitting the very sad parts.

For example, she met Lucius when she was at Hogwarts, and then the two got engaged before graduation, got married after graduation, the Dark Lord fell, and then Draco was born, and then the Dark Lord fell again. There was an accident, and when she opened her eyes, she went back to when she was five years old.

Lucius listened to her flat statement in silence.When Narcissa finally closed her mouth and the atmosphere was a little heavy, he opened his mouth, trying to break her slightly sad expression.

"It seems that in our last life, I treated you pretty well? So that my wife finally chose me after her rebirth?" Lucius raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a joking tone.

"Lucius, you were an asshole in your last life." Narcissa suddenly wanted to tell him her deepest thoughts, she wrapped her arms around his waist, and pressed her head into his arms, "In your last life, you were an asshole. I have to dictate everything, even which lady I go out to meet, you have to know what we said. But you don't allow me to know anything about your own affairs. You always treat me like a birdcage The canary in the movie, as long as it looks good, sings well, lives comfortably, and uses the best food. You think this is the best for me, but we still can’t fully understand each other I was also a witch who got many O (excellent) in Hogwarts Slytherin house. I'm your wife, not your pet. I want to be by your side, and I don't want to always be hidden by you, ignorant of everything."

"Okay, okay," Lucius patted Narcissa on the back lightly, "I know I'm an asshole." He smiled self-deprecatingly, "Although you didn't say a lot, but look at those I Guessed things: 'I' regarded the Dark Lord as an object of worship, and walked all the way to the dark. Based on the current situation of the Dark Lord, one can imagine how bad the situation of the Malfoy family is. And in the end, the black lord that 'I' followed The devil has failed, so those characters in the justice camp will definitely not let 'me' go. Even you and Draco will be implicated by me. And, just from what you just said to me, I can feel that 'I 'Restraints on you. I only felt that kind of mood in my life on the night that the Potters died, that kind of anxiety, that kind of desire to lock you by my side, and even break your wings, regardless of your own wishes But, even so, the 'I' in the previous life lost you in the end. How sad it is." He sighed softly, then lowered his head and kissed Narcissa's forehead, "I'm glad you were born again I'm even more glad that you didn't abandon me, Sissy—"

"No, Lucius." Narcissa raised her head and interrupted him, "I know your actions are because you love me. Actually, my previous life was not as beautiful as you imagined. Actually , I am both indifferent and selfish. Even when I first fell in love with you, it was because I realized that you loved me.

"At the beginning of my rebirth, I couldn't tell others about the future. At that time, I was very scared. It wasn't until I met you again that I felt at ease again.

"It's you who made me braver, you who inspired me without knowing it, and made me a better person."

"So, we're even?" Lucius slightly bent his mouth and smiled.

"Yes." Narcissa nodded emphatically, and she also looked at Lucius with a smile, "No matter what you look like, as long as you still love me, I will stay by your side and never leave."

"Okay, it's a deal." Lucius held her hand, and the wedding rings of the two collided together, leaving a crisp metallic sound.

On July 1995, 7, the group gathered in front of the portrait of Walburga in Blake's old house.

Sirius lifted off the dusty black cloth covering the portrait.

The portrait was swearing at birth immediately, but it stopped abruptly after seeing the people in front of it clearly.

"Ray, Rael? Sissy? This is...?" The woman in the portrait looked at Draco.

"It's my son, aunt." Narcissa held Lucius' hand tightly, and smiled happily at the figure on the portrait, she said softly.

"Mother, I'm back." Regulus bowed deeply to Walburga's portrait, "I made you worry."

"Me too." Sirius scratched his hair, but he also walked in front of the portrait, "Although I don't regret my actions, I did do some things that I'm sorry for you."

The portrait burst into tears.

"She finally waited for you." The figure on the portrait said while crying, "She was at the end, and the thought left to me is that she regretted it.

"Although she has always hated Sirius, she has always felt honored for Regulus' sacrifice. But, in the deepest part of her heart, she only hopes that you two brothers can live well. But I think, this She didn't even know about this matter. That's why I, who stayed behind, began to abuse Sirius when I opened my eyes.

"I am her, but I am not her. In fact, I have only inherited a small fragment of her thoughts before she died.

"Before she passed away, it was Sirius, who she thought had betrayed the family, who took care of her all the time, so she actually regretted expelling Sirius from the family.

"Now, since you are all here, let me tell you the most hidden hope in her heart——

"At the end of the day, Walburga Black just hoped that you would all be safe and live together well. Children, can you promise her?"

"I will." Sirius put his hand on Regulus' shoulder.

"I will too." Regulus didn't push his brother's arm away this time.

"I will take good care of Sissy and my son." Lucius said affirmatively.

"I will always be with my family." Narcissa replied firmly.

"I will be an excellent Malfoy head just like my father, and make my parents proud of me." Draco raised his chin and said confidently.

"Very good," the woman in the portrait looked at this scene with relief, "You must do what you said.

"Please be sure, be happy."

Early August 1995, Germany, Nurmengard, Tower.

"The Elder Wand is in your hand, isn't it, Grindelwald?" A man in a cloak became Nurmengard's most unexpected visitor.

"I don't know how many people like you have seen." The old man who was imprisoned on the high tower waved his hand, "Stop thinking about the Elder Wand, it won't belong to you."

The man in the cloak didn't leave immediately, he took off his hat instead, revealing his ugly and strange face - it was Voldemort.Using Parseltongue, he directed Nagini to get in through the iron bars of the prison, and grinned at Grindelwald threateningly.

"Since you didn't tell me, I have no choice but to look for it myself. 【Nagini, attack him!" He sneered.

Voldemort originally thought that this sick and old man would be very weak, but unexpectedly, the power he displayed was extremely powerful.

Is he worthy of being the first generation Dark Lord?

When Grindelwald was forced to draw out his wand to fight back, Voldemort saw the wand and immediately made Nagini back down: "[Nagini, let's go, I know who has that wand.]"

Instead of fighting, he rolled up Nagini, who was crawling towards him, and left directly.

Gellert Grindelwald watched his leaving back with a solemn expression.

Mid-August 1995, UK.

In a villa next to Godric's Hollow, Albus Dumbledore stood up in shock when he saw the old man in front of him.

"Grindelwald—" he pushed his glasses and said in disbelief, "how did you—"

"Fifty years, Albus." Gellert Grindelwald cut him off.He looked at him quietly, with nostalgia and sadness in his eyes. "It's been 50 years since I finally saw you. If it wasn't for that guy named Voldemort from England who came to Nurmengard to find out about the whereabouts of the Elder Wand, I might never have stepped out of the tower of Nurmengard. But now, I come out for you.

"I thought I would be angry with you until the last moment of our lives. But when I saw you, I realized that I missed you so much.

"When we were young, we were too sharp to rub the sand in our eyes. So you see, time punished us and let us waste so many years between us.

"Albus, we're all getting old. You've been angry with me for so many years, isn't it gone by now?"

Albus Dumbledore saw that Grindelwald had no intention of attacking, so he put down his wand.

He smiled wryly: "Gellert, do you know why I am addicted to sweets? Because life is too bitter. Over the years, I have been thinking of you all the time.

"But if I forgive you, what about those who died? What about Ariana? This is our mistake, and we must pay for it."

"Albus," Grindelwald said softly after a long time, "do you regret having met me when you say that?"

Dumbledore turned his head and didn't answer.

Grindelwald waited quietly for a while, but still did not wait for Dumbledore's answer.

He grinned bitterly: "I see."

When he walked to the door of this house and was about to leave.He heard Albus Dumbledore's soft but firm voice: "Never."

He turned his head hastily and looked at the person who was standing there, not moving at all.Through the man's glasses, Grindelwald saw tears glistening in his blue eyes. "However, I have never regretted it. I am even deeply grateful to Merlin for allowing me to meet you at the best age."

That red-haired boy, after all, he failed his love.

Because of his ambition, he ruined the lives of both of them.

"I see." Grindelwald smiled at Dumbledore, just like the former blond youth smiled at his young lover, "That Voldemort is staring at your Elder Wand, you have to be careful. "

As Gellert Grindelwald was about to Apparate, he heard Dumbledore yell, "Gellert!"

The cry was so rapid and sharp that it even broke slightly.

"You came here this time for the camp of justice, to save those muggles and wizards who were slaughtered, right?" Behind him, Dumbledore said quickly.

Grindelwald turned around and replied softly, "Well, yes."

"Then, you stay here first. Stay here, disguise your appearance, and become a member of the Order of the Phoenix. After the war is over, I will go with you to plead guilty to Aberforth and Ariana."

Grindelwald also had tears in his eyes.

This is his former lover.See, he finally relented.

"Okay." No matter what the ending is, for him who is already in his dying years, as long as he can stay with Albus Dumbledore, that is the happiness he stole from Merlin.

In the middle and late August of 1995, the movements of Voldemort and his Death Eaters became more and more impatient.

It's like something has gone wrong inside of them.Even among the Death Eaters there was unrest.

Bella was relegated to the fringes of Death Eaters because of her 'traitor' sister and brother-in-law.

But she also saw that after the Dark Lord had killed a room full of people, he swore through gritted teeth that he would find Lucius Malfoy and have him skinned and cramped.

So, what did they do before defecting?

Bella didn't know.

However, she knew that the speed at which the Dark Lord invaded the magic world was silently accelerating.It was as if something was chasing him.

Moreover, his methods are becoming more and more rampant and outrageous.It will kill all the people present at every turn.

On August 1995, 8, when Voldemort led many men to attack the Order of the Phoenix and snatch Dumbledore's wand, a force belonging to Germany appeared.

They repelled the Death Eaters, killed the werewolf legions, and even slew many Dementors with dark black magic.

The white-haired old man at the head was none other than the old Dark Lord, Gellert Grindelwald.

When Voldemort was about to evacuate, Grindelwald shot a fatal curse at him. When the spell was about to hit Voldemort, Nagini jumped out and blocked the spell.

Her huge snake body rolled to the ground, breathless.

Voldemort had gone completely insane after Nagini's death.

When Lily heard the news, she immediately understood: Now is the time.

In order to accumulate strength, she hadn't entered Harry's dream for a long, long time.

And on this day, she finally came to Harry again.

"Mom, did you hear what Severus Snape said? He said that he told Voldemort the prophecy that led to your deaths." When Harry saw Lily in the dream, In addition to telling him how he missed her, the rest was to tell her his troubles impatiently, "I don't know how to face him."

Lily looked at the grown-up child in front of her, and stroked his hair in relief.He was already as tall as her, but his temper and personality were very similar to James, but those eyes were the proof that she had cried, laughed and loved deeply in this world.

The war will be over soon.

This child, in a few years, will have the same youth without regrets as them, will have his own lover, and will be a parent, passing on the love she and James gave him from generation to generation.

Although she couldn't see it, it must have been a very beautiful sight.

She put her arms around Harry, kissed his side face, and taught him softly: "Harry, there are some things where words are the most hypocritical, and even eyes can be deceptive. You need to look at it with your heart.

"After you heard what Severus said, you compare his performance over the years. Even if he was the one who made the whistleblower at first, he should have deeply blamed himself. He has been trying to make up for it.

"People close to us like this should try our best to understand and tolerate the mistakes we accidentally made. Everyone will make unintentional mistakes. What's more, people like Severus, who are very concerned about their own mistakes Blame is a sufficient substitute for our condemnation of him."

"So, Mom, the next time we meet, shall I say 'I forgive you' to him?"

Lily smiled at him. "That's up to you. Have you forgiven him, Harry?"

Harry thought for a while, then smiled brightly at Lily, "Mom, I see what you mean."

Lily finally hugged him and kissed his forehead with some nostalgia. She said to him when he was about to wake up: "Harry, it's time for a decisive battle. You should face your eternal enemy up.

"You'll beat him."

"Harry, you have to remember.

"Death is not to be feared. Death is the last feast to which we must go.

"We will have this old friend someday."

"That's where each of us ends up, together."