[HP] Riddle's Spirit Behind

Eleanor was just a ghost when Abraxas first met her.Good upbringing allowed him to maintain a polite attitude towards her, but in fact he treated her with a little disdain.It wasn't because he hated her character, or alienated her because she was a ghost, but because he had heard that she had been a Muggle.

He hadn't heard a single good thing about Muggles from his grandfather or any of his elders growing up.When those people describe Muggles, they always use words like "dirty", "stupid" or "bad".

He'd once been a little curious about Muggles, wondering if they were really what people said they were.He had asked his grandfather—his grandfather was the closest person to him, much closer than his parents.He spent most of his childhood in the company of his grandfather.

But his grandfather said seriously: "You don't need to know about Muggles. Their history is a bloody history of killing. They used to burn wizards against wizards. What a stupid way! They also like to kill each other. The brutality of war against defenseless people."

"But why did they do this?" the young Abraxas said in confusion.In his eyes, those muggles looked no different from wizards from the outside, they were just ordinary human beings.

"It's their blood. There's this brutal and stupid element in Muggle blood," replied his grandfather. "Listen, boy, you see how important it is to keep wizarding blood pure." One thing. Our magic is hidden in our noble blood, and it can give us more than that-when you grow up, you will understand."

Abraxas quickly understood what his grandfather had said.

In Slytherin house, people are keen to make friends with students who have strong backgrounds.For the Slytherins, this means that children from pure-blood families will get more favor and attention.

"Learn to choose your friends." His father once advised him like this.

Although he understood what his father meant, he couldn't be interested in becoming friends with the guy who took the initiative to approach him, because it was obvious that the person they wanted to make friends with was not "Abraxas" but "Malfoy." ".

But those two boys were different from the others.Avery Bourne was a clumsy boy, a year older than himself, but Abraxas could still see through his thoughts at a glance.The other boy was Tom Riddle, and though he was just a kid like them, he was strangely quiet and mature, and occasionally a bit gloomy.

Neither boy seemed to care about Abraxas' parentage, and treated him like any other.Abraxas didn't like Tom very much, because the guy was so eccentric sometimes that it was hard to figure out what he was thinking.

But he liked Avery quite a lot. He suddenly vaguely remembered that he and Avery seemed to have met once when they were very young, but Avery said that he didn't remember it at all.

As for the ghost girl who has been following Tom, Abraxas only has a vague impression of her.

Until the end of the second grade, he received a letter from his family saying that his grandfather had passed away.

He didn't cry, but he was in a trance all day.He didn't tell anyone about it, not even Avery.He kept reminiscing about sitting on his grandfather's lap and reading books with him as a child.

"You look terrible." A voice suddenly cheered. "What happened?"

He turned his head suddenly, but saw a translucent face looking at him close at hand.He looked around subconsciously, and then suddenly remembered that the ghost girl was free from Tom Riddle.

"It's nothing." He muttered, stood up from the steps and patted the ashes on his body to leave.

"Wait." Eleanor suddenly stopped him.

Abraxas stopped and looked at her suspiciously.

The girl stretched out her hand, pointed to a gold Galleon on the ground and said, "You dropped this."

Abraxas replied without thinking, "Oh, thank you."

The moment he picked up the coin, it suddenly split a gap in the middle and screamed, "Put me down! You are a complete idiot!"

Abraxas was startled, and threw the coin far away.

Then he turned around to give Eleanor an angry stare, but the moment he saw her smiling face, he felt a strong desire to laugh.

Finally they both laughed almost simultaneously.

"It's better now," Eleanor said with a smile. "You looked like you were going to cry before."

"I won't cry." Abraxas retorted unhappily.

"Okay." Eleanor shrugged, "but I don't think it's a shame to cry. Sometimes it's better to cry than to hold back. It doesn't make you weak, but it makes you stronger .”

Abraxas stared silently at a point on the ground.

"I saw the news in the newspaper." Eleanor said suddenly, "Is that your relative? I mean the dead Mr. Malfoy."

Abraxas raised his head sharply.Oh, yes—he'd forgotten about it.There was bound to be an obituary for his grandfather in the Daily Prophet, so it was no secret.

"Well, yes," he replied heavily, "he was... my grandfather."

"Oh, I'm sorry," said Eleanor softly.

Abraxas had heard this sentence many times, but this time it gave him a different feeling.He seemed to be able to feel that the other party was not perfunctory, but genuinely regretful.

He took a silent step, then sat down on the steps again.He felt Eleanor sit down beside him.

"Have you ever experienced the death of a loved one?" He asked suddenly.

Eleanor was silent for a moment, then replied: "My parents. died when I was very young."

Abraxas also wanted to say that he was sorry, but he just moved his lips and didn't say it.

"So how did you...accept their death?" he couldn't help asking.

"I didn't accept it." Eleanor replied with a sigh.

Abraxas turned to look at her in surprise.

"Even now, every time I think about them, it makes me very sad." She held her chin and stared at the front, "At that time, I would run back from the foster family to my door every day and sit on the steps crying .The other grown-ups say, let me be strong...but I just can't do it."

"...Then what should you do?"

Eleanor sighed, "Time dilutes everything in the end, and I have done nothing. Tell me about your grandfather, what kind of person is he?"

In the end, Abraxas didn't expect that he would chat with Eleanor for half an hour.The conversation was all about his grandfather.He also didn't expect to think of so many little things about his grandfather, many of which he thought he had forgotten.

As he spoke, he suddenly felt that the corners of his eyes were a little moist.He buried his head in his knees and said hoarsely, "Don't look at me now."

Eleanor said nothing.After a while, he didn't hear any sound.He thought Eleanor had left.

But when he raised his head, he found that the ghost girl was standing not far from him, with her back turned to him, looking out of the window in a daze.

He silently watched her back.He suddenly realized that he had never observed her carefully.Her hair hung down like a waterfall, and faintly revealed the warm light of the setting sun outside the window.

At this moment, she suddenly turned her head and asked with a smile, "Do you feel better?"

He nodded slightly.He does feel better.

The girl suddenly showed a bright smile.He couldn't help being a little lost in thought.Perhaps it was because she was translucent—he felt that even under the backlight, that smile was still extremely dazzling.

Usually, the relationship between people is very complicated and cannot be explained clearly in a few words; but sometimes it is very simple.The process of generating a certain feeling does not require too many reasons, and the parties involved are often unable to explain it clearly.

Abraxas Malfoy didn't immediately realize that the girl had become different in his heart.

During the days when she was missing, Avery was very concerned.Abraxas has been watching with cold eyes.He could feel that Avery's concern for Eleanor had long surpassed the feelings between friends.This made him feel a little restless, but he couldn't tell clearly.

Fortunately, she finally came back.And surprisingly, she actually "resurrected".

She's definitely not an ordinary Muggle!This idea always occupied his mind.But so what?He frowned and thought about it, but he didn't understand why he was so obsessed with this strange idea.

Soon after, he received a letter from his father.

His father has been secretly censoring his social circle.He is well aware of this, so he has been careful not to associate with those who betray the blood.His father has always been very pleased with him.

But this time, his father warned him that he was getting too close to the strange ghost.

"Don't touch her. No one ever comes back from the dead, there must be something wrong with her. And I've heard she was originally a Muggle," his father wrote.

Abraxas had never disobeyed his father's will, but this time, he was outraged by his father's words.He begins to feel like his own family's marionette, never able to enjoy the same freedom as his peers.

Finally, he couldn't resist asking Avery that question.

Yes, just as he guessed, Avery has always had other feelings for Eleanor.

But Avery didn't notice that there was only one person Eleanor really cared about.

"Tom is such a jerk."

"Tom is hanging out with his cronies again."

Eleanor would always complain to them about Tom in this way.

Tom, Tom, Tom!

The person she cares about the most will always be Tom.

She didn't notice that Avery often blushed at some of her actions, and that the other boys often sneaked glances at him.All she had eyes for was Tom Riddle, the sullen boy who almost half the girls in the grade were fascinated by.

Abraxas disliked Tom Riddle less than ever.

It's Avery who he'd rather be with Eleanor.

No, wait... why would you rather?

He began to gradually discover what he really wanted.

Things had changed since the day he started watching Eleanor quietly and secretly.But this kind of feeling slowly began to precipitate because of time.

Mentally taller and more mature than his peers, he finds himself hopelessly attracted to someone he will never get.

He knew that his parents could not accept such a girl as a member of the Malfoy family.His family hated Muggles, and there was no way he would allow his son to taint his wizarding blood, and he knew that he would never be able to change that fact - or rather, he didn't want to.

He found himself still as prejudiced against Muggles as his kin.He even blurts out calling her a "Mudblood".Yet he found, paradoxically, that a part of his subconscious didn't loathe Muggles as much as it once did.

He began to recall the question he had asked when he was a child - aren't muggles the same human beings as wizards?

He would occasionally think of fighting, but he knew he couldn't do it.He was part of the Malfoy family, and always would be, it was a destiny he couldn't resist.It's like his grandfather said, blood in the bones sometimes determines what a person will become - at the moment a person is born, many things are already doomed.

Every time she hugged the two of them with a smile and thoughtlessly, and said that she very much hoped that the three of them would be together like this forever, he really hoped that what she said would become a reality.

But all three of them understood that this was impossible.

They are destined to part ways and embark on their own paths in life.

Many years later, all three good friends got married.They all have their own families and continue to follow their own life trajectories.

They also got together occasionally, especially Avery and Eleanor, and Abraxas knew that the two were very close.But Abraxas was always busy with family affairs, and he rarely attended their gatherings.

His mother died shortly after the birth of his first daughter, Olivia.From then on, his father fell into a slump and left all the family business to him.He hardly ever spends time with his daughter.

Two years later, his second child, Lucius, was born.His wife is very hardworking, took care of all the affairs of the family, and raised the two children almost alone, and he always felt a little guilty about this.

He had seen Eleanor far less often than he had seen Tom Riddle over the years.For some reason, he often saw the young Minister of Magic.As for Eleanor, he had only seen her in public a few times, but never visited her home.

Tom Riddle never mentioned Eleanor to him.In fact, he acted like they didn't know each other before.So Abraxas always put on a businesslike attitude.

Suddenly one day, Tom suddenly invited him to his home for dinner, supposedly to thank the Malfoy family for their generous financial assistance.

"I will go." Abraxas said hesitantly.

Tom immediately gave a perfect smile, "That's really nice."

Before walking into Riddle's house, Abraxas took a deep breath and suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen Eleanor for several years.

He suddenly realized that he had always secretly thought that Eleanor was not living happily, or was this his expectation?

He went through the gate just in time to see Eleanor wiping her hands on her apron and smiling on the porch.

She was just as he remembered, young and beautiful, and the years didn't seem to have left any traces on her face at all.

Her black hair was tied back loosely, and her green eyes were still bright.

"Thank you very much for your invitation, madam." Abraxas said politely.

"Ma'am?" Eleanor blinked and suddenly laughed, "You are really strange, Abu, don't you know me?"

Her tone was very cheerful, just like when she was a girl.

Tom strode over, leaned down and whispered something in her ear.The two of them kissed lightly and very naturally.Abraxas suddenly felt a little bewildered, thinking maybe he shouldn't be staring at them.

Then she turned around, still with that smile on her face, and gave Abraxas a big hug.

"Oh my God, I miss you so much, my friend," she said.

Abraxas found that his mood was much calmer than he imagined.He smiled and replied, "Yes, I miss you too."

Afterwards, they had what could be called a very pleasant dinner.

After dinner, Eleanor showed Abraxas a picture of her two children.

"I heard about the two of them from Olivia." Abraxas said, "It is said that they performed very well in school."

"Oh, don't be fooled by the appearance of the two of them. They are simply two little devils." Eleanor said, but her eyes were very gentle when she looked at the photo, "It would be great if they were half as obedient as Olivia gone."

Abraxas realized in a daze that even though she looked the same, Eleanor was no longer the same woman she used to be.Now she is a gentle mother who loves her family with all her heart.

Just then, Tom came over and joined their conversation.They chatted about politics, then about Quidditch, and finally turned to children.

In the process, Abraxas noticed that Tom was initially absent-minded, but when it came to talking about his two children, his behavior changed slightly.When Abraxas complimented Nelly and Tim on their stellar grades, Tom gave a palpable smile—like any normal father, he was proud of his children.

Abraxas suddenly thought of his child.He was surprised to find that he didn't care as much for the children as Tom, which made him feel a little bit reconciled.At the same time, he was unwilling to admit that Tom would be a more qualified father than himself.

He began to feel ashamed of his earlier thoughts again.He found that just because he himself did not get the life he really wanted, he hoped that Eleanor would be unhappy too.He was terribly ashamed of his selfishness.

But in fact, he knows very well that he now has an impeccable good wife, and his children are also very well-behaved and obedient.He didn't know what else he was dissatisfied with.

Maybe he didn't get the girl he loved wishfully at the beginning, but now he got more things.Even Tom Riddle can play a good father, so why can't he?

Not long after, Abraxas got up to say goodbye.

"Come back as a guest after a while. The summer vacation should start at that time, remember to bring Olivia and Lucius with you. I think the four children will become good friends." Eleanor said to him.

"Of course I will," Abraxas replied.

After leaving that house, Abraxas suddenly felt an unprecedented relief.He was very glad that he hadn't turned down Tom's invitation.

Suddenly he couldn't wait to see his wife and kids, tell them how much he loved them, and spend as much time with them as possible.

Thinking of this, he quickened his pace.He knew that waiting for him would be his wife's soft smile and the warm hearth of Malfoy Manor.He couldn't wait any longer.

Accompanied by the sound of apparition, he suddenly disappeared into the deep night.