HP Dark Hero

?Harry has no intention of helping Draco Malfoy, but after all, he was once a fellow Death Eater under the Dark Lord. Even though Draco's level is too low and he rarely has the opportunity to participate in core tasks and get along with him, it still can't change Harry's fact that he has nothing for him. The fact of the inexplicable hostile consciousness of childhood.

If it had to be said, Lucius knew him better, he was a nice but hateful colleague, smart and cunning.The current Draco Malfoy could already see a little bit of his father's shadow, but he only had the pride and arrogance of an aristocrat without the ability and strength of pride, which was undoubtedly extremely dangerous.

15 years old... Harry thought in a daze, followed the boy's footsteps back to Diagon Alley, and walked into a coffee shop at the bottom of the alley.

The decoration of the coffee shop is low-key and elegant, with delicacy and delicacy everywhere. Each set of tables and chairs in the shop is in the form of a sofa bar, and the distance between them is just right. Harry keenly feels that there are many small-scale soundproof spells and anti-eavesdropping spells inside.

It was obviously not the first time for Draco to come here, the waiters were well-trained and took them directly to an empty table with excellent concealment, which was obviously the private seat of the Malfoy family - just like the Malfoy family on the Hogwarts Express As with the carriages, the family seems particularly fond of making a difference by having a public sphere versus having a private one.

"Thank you for helping me a little bit, sir." Draco said first, "the bartending here is very famous, but not everyone can drink it, and it just so happens that Malfoy is the one who can order it here. Permit me? "

Harry actually doesn't like to drink, but he won't do anything like ask for pumpkin juice in such a costume to destroy his false identity, "Please,"

Draco silently chose a cup of coffee himself.Of course, he didn't abide by the law, but facing such an unpredictable wizard, he couldn't order a glass of wine to give himself a chance to become unconscious. He needed all his sanity to face it.

"Excuse me, Your Excellency," Draco said calmly, "It seems that I have never seen you around. According to your strength, I think the Malfoy family will never miss the opportunity to recruit." He didn't ask the other party what to call, nor Introduce yourself more.

"Yes, I was in the German magic circle before, and I don't know much about the situation here in England." Harry used this excuse very smoothly, and he was not worried about being seen as a loophole.There is no way, after all, he 'used' to get along with Grindelwald, the supreme will of the German magic world, for a long time.

"I am very grateful for your assistance. To the extent I can, I am willing to give you what you need to show my gratitude. However, you may need to understand a little bit about the current situation in the UK before deciding whether to accept my thank you?"

"Oh, you mean?" Harry took a sip of his drink.Don't say it, it's really good.

"Presumably you should have heard that there are some special circumstances in the British wizarding world." The boy's platinum-blond hair was naturally scattered and slightly covered his right eye, his expression was lazy, but the gray-blue eyes concealed a bit of sharpness, "Many wizards need to understand clearly. Standing on one end of the scale."

Harry blinked, as if he didn't understand the relationship between the two clearly.

"The Malfoy family, in the eyes of everyone, naturally represents a certain side. If you accept Malfoy's gift, the people in the wizarding world will have some guesses about your position in their hearts."

"In the eyes of everyone?" No, actually? Harry turned his head sideways, watching the boy.

Draco smirked and didn't answer.

'oh oh. "Some scattered memories suddenly strung together in Harry's mind, and an unclear answer emerged," Draco Malfoy expressed his unwillingness to go directly to the core Death Eaters through Lucius, hoping to rely on his own ability to serve the Dark Lord... Draco Malfoy Rarely engaged in direct annihilation or blood cleansing...Draco Malfoy stayed at Hogwarts in the name of surveillance, but many other Death Eater families left early...Lucius' occasional grimace...well, any Expressions are not real clues. '

Harry stretched out his hand suddenly, and before Draco could react in time, his slender fingertips tapped the other's arm hidden under his sleeve a few times, and asked with a smile, "You mean?"

Draco let out a low gasp, and quickly stopped his expression. He felt the place touched by the young man was burning hot, almost as hot as blood boiling, as if the other's fingertips were carrying flames. He felt it carefully, but it was still the same as usual.

"You can understand, that would be great," Draco smirked, picked up the coffee cup and made a gesture, the cuffs slipped off naturally, and the arms were smooth and normal. Harry actually knew that Draco was of course not marked at this time, and Lucius was still alive and kicking, so how could he let his only son be forced to face a master who couldn't restrain the impulse of the Cruciatus Curse so early when he was happy.

However, Draco didn't seem to be what he knew, he was just an excellent young master who was arrogant and pampered and protected by his father.Although there was no need to contact Lucius or Voldemort at the moment, it wouldn't hurt to have a thread ready, Harry thought all the time.

"I don't need a thank-you gift, actually, this glass of wine is good enough." Harry raised his glass with a smile, and the smirk on Draco's mouth changed slightly, "But I don't need nothing. It's just that I helped It's not the Malfoys, so of course it won't ask for payment from the Malfoys."

"Yes," Draco replied, puzzled in his heart—the other party's meaning was very straightforward, that is, he didn't want a thank you from the Malfoys, but asked Draco himself for it.How could anyone give up Malfoy's favor?

"You see, I've just arrived in the British Isles, so I don't know much about them. It would be a great help if I could chat with me occasionally, or recommend some good food. You don't need Malfoy, you are enough." Harry sighed , "Not all the restaurants here can provide meals that can be imported."

He copied Grindelwald's words exactly.

Draco froze for a moment.The other party did not become Malfoy's ally, but accepted Draco Malfoy, and gave this kind of invitation that was almost equivalent to 'keep in regular contact'.

Not Malfoy, but he...

Draco Malfoy couldn't just be a kid forever, every Slytherin, had ambitions... and this wizard, smiling and watching him, choosing him as a 'friend'... affirmed him.

His heartbeat suddenly beat faster, and there was some warm emotion passing through his heart, and it was too late to catch it. Draco said, "It's an honor. Draco Malfoy, nice to meet you."

This is the second time he said this sentence today, but his mentality is very different. Draco laughed happily, it was just a non-exaggerated arc, but the afternoon sunlight penetrating into the room cast a halo on the young man, looking gentle and beautiful.Harry, who had been watching the other party's reaction, hesitated for a moment, then smiled lightly and nodded. "SeibalBarniz, just call me Seibal."

Maybe he can become friends with each other.

Best friend of Slytherin, he was not without.Perhaps Draco Malfoy, could be one of them too?

The two chatted happily, began to exchange information about some delicious restaurants, and occasionally discussed some extended topics, 'holidays. ' thought Harry relaxed.

While Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter were spending the afternoon comfortably, an adult wizard walked out of Knockturn Alley very quickly, with a faintly anxious expression on his face, his eyes wandering around, as if he was looking for something.

When passing by the coffee shop in the corner, the wizard glanced at a specific corner of the shop and found the familiar platinum-blonde head, he was immediately relieved.However, after seeing the young wizard opposite the boy, his emerald green eyes widened, and his expression of surprise was beyond words.