HP father and son became brothers for many years

A four-year-old child will not understand the world of adults, kindness and resentment.But they also have their own troubles, such as who is better with whom, who they prefer to be their friends, and who they hate.

Of course Harry was also troubled by some things.One of them was that their little guest, Draco Malfoy, who moved to their godfather's house not long ago, was really unreasonable.

Because he always snatched his brother Albus's toys, books, and Albus's brother, Harry himself.

"Play this with me!"

"I want to read this book!"

"Harry, come and play with me!"

Always speaking in that commanding, irrefutable tone, if Harry had a richer vocabulary, he would have used the word "cocky" to describe Draco.Harry understood the meaning of pure blood. What he didn't understand was why Draco liked to say this word so much, and "my dad" was also included with the same frequency.

"The toys my dad bought me are much more fun than this one..." So what is he going to grab with Albus?

"The library my dad prepared for me can be a library..." Then grab the same copy as Albus?

"My dad said that when the time is right, you can win over the right people to be friends..." So he must compete with Albus?

In fact, Albus was always very innocent, watching Draco get angry, and then Draco was refuted by the angry Harry to cry, run away or ignore it completely.

Albus and I are brothers.Harry thought, why should I want to have a better relationship with you than my own brother?Harry has always strictly enforced his father's request to "be like a man and protect his brother".Besides, Albus is so obedient and smart, and of course he loves to cling to his brother, why did Harry alienate Albus?

Draco threw away the "Primary Potion and How to Make It" angrily again, and to Harry, "That was given to Albus by Mr. Snape! Even if he is your godfather! Because it is It's not for you for Albus!" The chatter was exasperated, shamed, and sad.He ran up the stairs quickly, and there was the sound of the door being slammed upstairs.

Albus picked up the book and looked at his brother timidly: "Harry...Draco is crying?"

"Really? I didn't see it." Harry muttered, playing with the toy broomstick that Draco deliberately tore an hour ago, trying to straighten its branches. "He's such a nuisance!"

"Harry—" Lily, who was still wearing an apron, had just walked to the living room on the second floor, when she heard her son complaining, she couldn't help raising her voice, scolding Harry for being rude, "You can't talk about Draco behind your back like this, It's rude."

"But he's always against us!" Harry was aggrieved, and looked at his younger brother, trying to seek his support.

Albus was afraid to look up at Lily, and he was too embarrassed to respond to Harry.He felt that what he did was wrong, but he didn't know how to do it right: "I'm sorry, mom..."

"It's okay." Lily bent down, hugged Albus, smiled and kissed him, then sighed, and kissed little Harry who was suddenly tearful.

"Draco is sick, he has to drink a very bitter potion every day, and he probably feels uncomfortable. And his parents are not around him, and he is also worried about them, so it is understandable to be a little grumpy-you need to give He cares more. Of course, if he has done something wrong, you can point it out, this is called communication." Lily explained patiently, neatly tidying up the clothes of the two little guys who had been playing for a long time.

Harry had a bitter face: "This is too difficult, Mom!"

"It's not hard—as long as you're still willing to be friends with Draco. You don't give up on friends easily, do you?" Lily laughed.

Albus nodded half-understanding: "Yes, Mom."

"Well, you guys go upstairs and ask Draco to come down for lunch. After lunch you can take a nap and play a game of Quidditch?"

"...Okay, Mom." "Okay."

Lily watched the twin sons go up the stairs holding hands, breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked towards the kitchen, thinking to herself: "Severus is too unreasonable, why is the potion so bitter? Little Draco will be sad again when he sees the potion... but that little guy is so cute!"

Bang bang bang.

Harry knocked hard on the door.

"Harry..." Albus tugged at Harry's shirt sleeve, his green eyes blinking.

"Well, I see..." Harry scratched his head, then his movements were much lighter, and his voice was very polite—"Draco, are you okay? Lunch is ready, do you want to come with me?"

The room was very quiet, they waited for a while, there was the sound of eager footsteps, the door was pulled open, and seeing someone standing outside the door, Draco was relieved, but his little face with a slightly pointed chin was tense .

"I thought you were going to pretend you forgot I was still here!" Draco said sharply.

"What?" Harry snapped. "We're not so narrow-minded!"

"That might be." Draco closed the door with his head held high, and walked down the stairs ahead of them.In fact, he was already starving, because he thought the pumpkin juice was not good in the morning, so Harry poured his pumpkin juice into Albus's glass in a fit of rage, without leaving him a drop, and then he was so angry that he ate the apples. He ran off the table without eating the pie.

The lunch was rich and the three children devoured it hungrily.Even without James' ugly eating and Sirius' elegant eating as a backdrop, Lily couldn't take her eyes off her.She likes the appearance of the children eating happily, which seems to make her feel that the children are pumping a little bit.

Draco cried a lot on the second day after the Malfoys left, and he ate very little. Lily was worried that the child would lose weight and face the Malfoys in the future, but now she felt more at ease.Although Draco's dining appearance is quite gentlemanly by comparison, but...they (often Harry and Draco) fighting over a bowl of mashed potatoes are really funny, aren't they?

It is also very lively during nap time.It was hot, and Draco used that as an excuse to refuse to sleep in Harry and Albus' room, when in fact he was just shy and didn't want the brothers to see him in his pajamas.But the room where Lily had cast the cooling spell was so comfortable that it was difficult for Draco to resist the temptation. In the end, he hugged his own pillow, wore his own little nightgown, squeezed into the big bed of Harry and Albus, and Laughed at Harry and Albus's sticky appearance that they hadn't slept separately, and Lily came to comfort Albus after the pillow fight between the two involved the innocent Albus and accidentally beat him to tears. Then he tactfully accused them of being misbehaving, and the matter finally came to an end.

And Lily Potter was also a little tired.She was beginning to feel that taking care of three children was harder than James and Sirius going out hunting down the remnants of the Death Eaters.

They have to cook, prepare snacks, squeeze juice, wash a pile of dirty clothes, and then wash another pile of dirty clothes, teach them not to play some dangerous games secretly, confiscate their unqualified toys, give them They tell stories, keep them from sneaking outside, referee when they want to play Quidditch...how does Molly look after seven children?Lily decided to find some free time to visit this senior sister and learn some experience.

"Knock him off, Albus!" Harry roared, only raising his childish voice a little.

"Don't even think about it!" Draco smiled smugly.

"I, I won't..." Albus said timidly, his legs on the broom were trembling.

Now they are in the living room on the second floor, playing a three-player Quidditch game that James invented for his sons, about four feet above the ground, suspended in mid-air, facing a five-foot-high ball post, chasing Holding a Quaffle, trying to hit the Quaffle into the hole with a miniature bat.

It was too hard for Albus, as he was afraid of heights and he couldn't hold the bat in his small hands, and he kept shaking on the broom.But Draco was much better, he was light, he sat flat on the broom, he flew smoothly from side to side, back and forth, and he had already scored two goals.

In contrast, Harry's control of the broom was obviously more comfortable. He seemed to be more comfortable sitting on the broom than sitting on the sofa, and his flying movements were more natural, whizzing around and around, Albus's The eyes are going to be dazzled.Obviously, Harry inherited James' talent, which is the thing James is most proud of.

Too bad Harry had been trying to catch the Quaffle with his hands instead of throwing it in the hole, so he was so annoyed after being twenty points behind Draco that he wanted to knock the mighty opponent off the broom.

"The broom your godfather bought me is very useful!" Draco rode on the broom and flew around the trembling Albus.

"You should have called him uncle," Albus whispered.

"Hmph!" Draco ignored Albus.

"Impolite child!" Harry shouted fiercely, "Sirius has been so kind to you!"

"You are!" Draco retorted, "You ignore my godfather! I saw you sneak away when he came last time!"

"That's because... because..." Harry said guiltily, and changed the subject, "Next time ask your father to buy you a broom, and don't get close to our godfather!"

"What's the big deal? My dad has a lot of money and can buy a better broom!" Draco said, he swooped to the ground, threw away the broom, sat on the sofa in the corner, and drank the drink Lily had prepared , chilled pumpkin juice.

Having lost his opponent, Harry was also bored, and when he hit the ground, he ran to help his brother Albus land safely, putting aside their brooms, including Draco's, and the three of them huddled together on a sofa for a drink .

"Go away, you squeezed me!"

"Why do you have to monopolize a sofa? It's so big!"

Draco and Harry started arguing again.

Albus looked at Draco suddenly, and asked in a low voice, "...Draco, Mr. Malfoy... when will your father come here again?"

Draco was stunned, and after a while, he held the glass, lowered his head, bit his lip, looking very uncomfortable.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" Albus apologized hastily, "I didn't mean to...they, they...I know you're thinking of them, but I meant no harm..."

"Why are you asking about my father?!" Draco glared at Albus angrily, doubts and dissatisfaction flashed in his gray eyes, "You keep looking at him! You don't know him!"

"I, I..." Albus shrank back into the sofa in fright, the drink in the glass swirled and spilled a few drops on his little shirt, which was stained.

Harry held the drink in one hand, and pushed Draco with the other: "Why are you bullying Albus!"

As a result, Draco's drink spilled all over himself, and Harry's drink poured a lot on his own sleeve. Albus was hit by Harry's glass and fell to the ground. For a while, Albus and Draco Kowawa cried loudly, Harry was at a loss, and then stood aside and began to cry...

Lily rushed over when she heard the sound, and sighed with her hands on her forehead—the destructive power of the three little babies is really strong enough!

But in the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed.During the days when Draco lived at No. 12 Grimmauld Place, Lily tried a lot to mediate the quarrel among the three of them. Fortunately, James and Sirius were able to stay at home a lot, with the three babies They toss together, play games, read books, and tell stories. They are deeply loved by children.Draco sometimes acted very cold, but the nature of a child, under the leadership of the child king James and Sirius, the friendship between Draco, Harry and Albus improved by leaps and bounds, and there were quarrels from time to time, but most of the time, They had a great time.

During this period, Lucius and Narcissa have not been here once. According to what Sirius told Draco, they are safe, but they are very busy. There are a lot of efforts that need to be made for the future. Raco, but Sirius used to comfort Draco - he knew that Draco wanted to go back to his home, it wouldn't take long, and Draco was always welcome at Black House.

Draco was obviously closer to Sirius than to other people, maybe it was because of blood relationship, maybe the aristocratic style that Sirius had cultivated since he was a child was more suitable to his taste.When he felt uncomfortable because of his illness, he was willing to stay by Sirius' side and let Harry look at him with envy.He smiled smugly and happily, and it made Sirius think that children were so much fun.

If there was anyone Draco didn't want to see, it was Albus, other than the Weasleys.Although Albus and Harry look exactly the same, and Harry often fights with him, Draco would rather play with Harry, and he rejects Albus.When Harry surreptitiously asked Draco why, Draco muttered that he thought Albus wanted to take Lucius' favor from him.

"Not Albus! He loves our dad!" Harry retorted angrily.

So they quarreled and fought, and then reluctantly reconciled under Albus' persuasion, and played happily together again.

When Lily, James and Sirius began to get used to the life in Black's old house, the Malfoy couple came, and they wanted to take Draco back to the Malfoy mansion.Security has been restored there, no Death Eaters can break in, it still belongs to the long-established Malfoy family, and will continue to pass on.And Draco has completely healed after two months of recuperation. He no longer feels pain and has no more nightmares.

It was a gloomy afternoon, Lucius hugged Draco, who had grown a lot of flesh, and thanked them with a rare and gentle expression. Narcissa stood next to her husband and son, showing a long-lost smile, Xiaode Laco was immersed in the joy of reunion, and it took a long time before he realized that they were about to separate.

The Malfoys hadn't invited anyone to visit their home, and Lily, James, and Sirius were well aware that it would do them no good to hang out with the Malfoys.

The little ones should have a hard time seeing each other until they're old enough to go to Hogwarts.But at that time, seven years later, would they still be as familiar as they are today?

"Goodbye, Draco." Harry and Albus waved.

"...Goodbye." Draco didn't look at them, lying on Lucius' shoulder, he didn't want the two of them to see the tears in his eyes.

The Malfoys had left by the fireplace, a mode of transport they didn't like very much, but Apparition wasn't right for young Draco.

The moment the floo powder spilled out and the green flame flickered, Draco turned his head sharply, he was looking for Albus.And Albus stood in the front, looking at the tall Lucius, as if this person was a little strange to him, but he was very familiar with that pale blond hair, that figure, and that indifferent expression .

"Mr. Malfoy..." Albus took a step forward in a trance, and Lily, who was startled, quickly grabbed him.

Draco glared at Albus, and finally averted his gaze viciously.

He thought, from now on, I will never talk to Albus again!

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