HP Dark Hero

? Meeting Remus Lupine was even better than expected.

The brown-haired adult wizard has traveled all over the world, and it seems that he has spent a lot of effort to eliminate his traces and come here quietly.He was even more desolate than Remus in Harry's memory. This may be due to the fact that after Sirius Black's life and death were unknown, Harry Potter disappeared during the holiday without saying goodbye. For Dumbledore and Snape, the savior has long since disappeared, but neither of them will I don't want to take the initiative to disclose that the savior here is no longer the 'person'.

Remus received a letter from Sirius whose authenticity was unknown, and his heart seemed to be heavy with expectations, doubts, and guards about the news that his best friend and savior were safe.

However, when the situation was unknown, Remus still gave him a big hug when he saw him and Sirius, hugged the two of them tightly in his arms, and thanked Merlin endlessly, with an approachable attitude, as always .

"Okay, Moony, I'm fine..." Sirius Black was at a loss, comforting his old friend.

"No, you don't know," Remus replied hoarsely, "Even if you're not the real Sirius right now, I..."

"Who else would I be if I wasn't Sirius Black? James? I'm much more handsome than him..."

Harry had a rare recollection of his time at Hogwarts in Remus Lupin's warm, trembling embrace.He had always enjoyed Remus's class, and enjoyed being with Remus.That was almost his young ideal of a "family" with only a vague concept, even in any imagination, there was no better one.

Back in the main house, after Sirius pulled Remus to a corner and muttered a series of words in a low voice, and Harry watched Remus's face change several times from a distance, they finally sat down together.

"Welcome, Remus," Harry, as the current owner of the Potter Manor, greeted Remus with a nervous expression in a friendly way. "Well, this is the Potter Manor. I'm Harry, Harry Potter." Harry raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Remus laughed at this self-introduction, "Yes, I know, Sirius told me..." He hesitated, "Thank you for accepting my visit... Mr. Potter?"

"It seems that Black explained the situation for you... If you don't mind, you can call me Harry. I'm more used to calling you Remus."

"Thank you, Harry, but... Sirius doesn't know much, at least, not enough for what I think you have given." Remus Lupine said softly, "I am very grateful to you for saving Sirius and little Harry. The gratitude in this is by no means able to express in words.”

"It's just a handy thing," as in the literal sense, Harry really didn't feel like he had done anything, except to take care of the hyperactive godfather and son in pain.

At the disapproving Harry, Remus shook his head.

"No, it's definitely more than that," Harry's warm, golden eyes were fixed on, and he almost felt uncomfortable at the sight, "──you brought Sirius back from the veil, didn't you?"

As soon as he said that, Harry was so quiet that he didn't even notice that Sirius was staring at him intently, trying to identify every change in him.

The black-haired, green-eyed wizard didn't respond to Remus' question, but just pointed out softly: "...Remus, no one came back from behind the curtain."

"If it was Harry Potter... maybe no one but Harry Potter," Remus said strongly, but his tone was soft as if he was worried about a bird that would startle and stop on a branch by chance, "We all saw Sirius fall into the curtain, he came back, and now There's a you from somewhere else. I don't mean anything else... It's just that miracles without a reason make people have no courage to believe, and I prefer to have even a fairytale possibility."

The corners of Remus' mouth curled up a little, mischievously.

"Remus, you don't understand," Harry wiped his face, and smiled calmly, "I... really didn't come back from behind the curtain..."

Remus pursed his lips immediately after being puzzled for a short while, the concern and apology in his eyes almost made Harry suffocate.

You can't go back.A low, hoarse voice murmured in his mind.

It is Sirius Black who has truly returned from behind the curtain.

The savior who betrayed the magic world... the lackey who betrayed his master... Even if he goes back, where will he go back.

Harry had thought he'd jump up and scream like a Gryffindor out of control, bemoaning his misfortune; he'd thought he'd emulate Snape and sneer grimly.

But he was obviously more self-controlled than he thought. He was surprised that he was like Remus a few minutes ago, and he smiled mischievously, "Hey, you will know when you see it. Remus at my place must be worried about me."

Remus was not good at dealing with negative emotions. The werewolf was extremely sensitive to these, and he clearly felt that Harry was hiding his emotions very quickly. He was even more worried about the other party, but following Harry's performance, he skimmed the topic lightly. Remus smiled. "What are we like there? I'm curious, if you'd like to talk,"

"My Remus is just like you." Harry said with a smile, "When encountering such a thing, he wants to confirm my safety immediately, and stuff a bar full of chocolates──So, I think , I should let you meet the little savior first. In 10 minutes, he will come soon."

The attitude of Harry getting up and leaving was calm and gentle, making it impossible to tell whether he was fleeing or not.

Remus looked at the carved wooden door that Harry had slipped on before he left, and turned his head, only to see a pair of gray-black eyes, burning. Sirius looked at Remus seriously, a gesture he had never shown in this manor.

"…he, is it?" Sirius asked softly.

"He is Harry Potter. He is not transformed, nor is he a copy of the soup. Besides, he is not the original Harry." The matter is of great importance, Remus Lupine directly cut to the point, he knew that his old friend was eager to contact him, let alone leave some time for him to be ecstatic The safety and greetings of my best friend, why did I not even have time to greet him with a sip of tea.

Werewolves have a keen sense of smell, and Remus didn't smell any potion on the young man, and he was quite sure that it smelled like Harry Potter, but it was slightly different from the young Harry he knew.

"Well, I guess so." Sirius grinned.

"You mean...he picked you up on the street and brought you back here...Merlin, this is the Potter manor that James always talked about...specialized in soul magic and healed you..." Remus frowned.

"Moony, this is a fairy tale." Sirius Black spread his hands, "If Prongs knows that Harry is so good, he will definitely cry with joy."

"Perhaps Lily would be happier. James always said that he wanted Harry to be a Quidditch player. Soul magic... such an advanced field, only Lily can talk a few words." Remus recalled the past with his best friend, very happy Quickly brought back the topic, "So... Harrys... what's going on?"

"Well, I don't really understand it. It seems that because of me, the little Harry's soul hiding in the big Harry's body has been awakened. Judging by his feeling, he didn't know that little Harry was there before." Sirius frowned and tried his best. I recalled whether Harry had said anything about it, but quickly gave up, showing a hearty smile, "Well, I will say, this is the victory of teaching father and son love!"

"The godfather and son win... so, what about big Harry?" Remus pointed out, "You realize that for him, there are other souls in the body, and handing over the body for a period of time every day allows you to communicate with little Harry, even Let little Harry write letters to buy owls, shopping, etc... Ron didn't hide it well enough..." Remus blinked, "Is he and you also godfather and son victory?"

"..." Sirius had a bitter face, speechless.

Remus watched Sirius silently.

"...Sirius, you know why I'm so sure, isn't it that some unknown soul invaded little Harry's body?"

Based on Sirius' reaction alone, Remus knew that his best friend had regarded Harry with a mysterious history as his godson, but he hadn't found a way to deal with this complicated situation.Otherwise, with the character of the Black family, Sirius would probably happily accept that the stranger voluntarily surrendered his body to his godson.

Some things have to be said.

"Because, on that person..." Remus recalled, tensing his body subconsciously, "...and a strong smell of blood. I have only smelled such a strong smell of blood on Severus...and Severus, although he, he was... ..."

Even though Remus was vague, Sirius Black understood.

And the little savior in the corridor, who was in the posture of preparing to knock on the door, also understood.

He hugged himself subconsciously, and when he touched his arm, he slammed it away like touching a soldering iron, stepped back gently, and after getting away from the door panel, he turned around and started running without direction.

The two who didn't notice any movement outside the door looked at each other speechlessly.

"...How can this be compared?" Sirius disagreed, "Big Harry is much better than the gloomy and disgusting snot-nosed man, not to mention anything else, let's compare his looks and temperament, tsk tsk."

"Sirius..." Remus said helplessly.

"Well, Remus, I know you're worried...but you're equally sure that he is Harry and can be trusted, aren't you?"

"I don't know why, but I can trust him," Remus couldn't help laughing, "Back then you and James were the number one troublemakers in the eyes of the professors, but we couldn't help but trust you and follow you..."

"Moony, follow 'us,'" Sirius emphasized. "The band of robbers—will never disband. You will always be one of them. Don't try to absolve yourself of responsibility for those pranks and points deductions!"

"Okay." Remus replied with a smile.

"And... I was just skeptical at first, but after hearing your conversation, I'm sure," Sirius stared down at his palm.

This hand is slender and well-proportioned, with well-defined joints, and looks full of strength. It can firmly hold the wand and cast powerful spells one after another; while a month ago, it was skinny, covered with dust and mud, worse than chicken feet; But, a long time ago...someone firmly clasped his wrist, dispelling the coldness and emptiness.

"The one who brought me out of the veil... was him. He saved me. Only, I don't remember, and he doesn't recognize me."

"I trust him. No matter who he is." Sirius said firmly, his gray-black eyes were full of starlight.

"As I said before, I thank him for saving you and himself. As long as Sirius Black and Harry Potter are still alive, I am more grateful than anything else." Remus and Harry didn't know each other very well, but Harry saved including All the remaining 'family' of Remus, including himself, he remembered this heavy kindness in his heart.

As soon as the atmosphere eased, the two started having refreshments, chatting about each other's current situation, and waiting for the arrival of the little savior.

Potter couldn't believe what he heard.

He didn't know that Harry talked for 10 minutes before leaving, and he didn't know that Sirius and Remus rushed to discuss topics that he didn't want Harry Potter to know... He just couldn't wait to meet Remus. …and Harry didn't know that he was switching bodies faster and faster.

"He...smells very strongly of blood...same as Severus..."

Did Remus say so?Or did he hear wrong?

What's the use of him running away?

To confirm who Harry really is, it's very simple, just roll up the sleeves.

However, for the first time, Potter realized that he didn't want to take the initiative to expose all this.

Potter stopped slowly, staring blankly at the door of the kitchen, where Sissy was using magic to prepare something. The scene of flour and various jams floating and stirring automatically was like every Muggle child's dream.

For Potter, he felt that these days were that dream.

He speaks and acts like the old bat Snape, but taught him to be patient like Remus, and even gave up his body to his black-haired, green-eyed young man; healthy and happy, able to run freely on the grass of the manor, and take him to play tricks on the unicorn Beasts, even the godfather who secretly messed around in the Potter Manor and huddled in the study to eat cakes...

None of this would have happened without Harry... Sirius had fallen, the Potter manor had been closed, and he would be sent back to the Dursleys for a summer of misery and mistrust.

While facing the Dark Lord again, trying to save his own life and trying to help others, Rita once again puts the poor front page of the Daily Prophet, and some wizards will panic because they trust him and beg him to do something What, and the other part would spit and curse at him until the living Dark Lord came out for a walk.

He will face it sooner or later... He understands it and has no way of refusing it.

But without Harry, he would have fallen straight into the abyss during the summer vacation of the fifth grade...

Even if Harry was...if Dumbledore could admit that greasy old bats could be trusted, what about Harry?At least it never occurred to him to trust Lucius Malfoy's tail-spreading peacock.

"Master Harry...oh, little master Harry?" Sissy interrupted Potter's thoughts. Potter lowered his head and saw the elf holding a huge tray, blinking his eyes the size of tennis balls, looking at him happily, "Master has something to do with Mr. Black Explain that there will be distinguished guests visiting today! Sisi met Mr. Lupin!"

"Hmm," Potter echoed unconsciously.

"Sissy specially prepared biscuits that little master Harry and Mr. Black like!"

Potter's eyes shifted to the elf's long ears, which were quivering with joy, to the tray.The freshly baked dim sum exuded a delicious and tempting smell. The ones on the tray said he and Sirius liked them, but there were dozens of kinds of dim sum on the huge tray, each of which he and Sirius ate and praised to Sisi casually. Yes - Sissy likes to prepare snacks in the morning tea and afternoon, Harry rarely eats anything other than the main meal, and he usually shares the snacks with Sirius.

So before he knew it, he had lived with Harry and Sirius in the Potter Manor for so long...

Potter smiled and helped Sissy carry the tray, "Thanks, Sissy, I'll help with the tray... Can you help me with the cake that Harry brought back? The one I hid here for Remus?"

"Xixi is willing!" the elf said cheerfully, holding the cake plate carefully and conscientiously, even though it could use the levitation spell, Sisi was more than willing to protect the cake in her arms.

Looking at Sisi like this, Potter somehow suppressed all doubts and speculations in his heart.

He wanted to… trust Harry.

Potter and Sissy, one big and one small, brought various snacks and happily walked to the place where the two wizards who were also like family to him were.