[HP Twins] Death Brothers

Hermione was at Hogwarts when Ginny lost control of her emotions and was crying. She always came to the school library a few hours before the Ministry of Magic went to work, looking for some information about the resurrection stone and time magic, and also wanted to help Mike Professor Greg finds a spell that strengthens the Forbidden Forest's defenses.She was very fortunate that she was at Hogwarts because of these things, and she was able to comfort Ginny in the first place, and as Ginny's friend, comforted her at such a moment.

The smart Gryffindor girl put down the letter Harry had written to Ginny, her hands trembling slightly.

Not long ago, the prophecy of the first-year girl in Slanterin is still vivid in her memory. Before she had time to discuss it with Harry and Ron, she was so worried that Harry would be too worried, and she would bear the pressure of this prophecy silently. , and today, Harry wants to break up with Ginny?

"Ginny, I probably never took my eyes off him. I'm sorry, I can only be with him. He's my love."

Hermione noticed that it was him and not her.Damn English, she could tell the gender of Harry's other half at first sight.

Something that has been overlooked seems to be about to be uncovered.Ron said that Harry was a little strange, and the black mist that hurt Ron, the Death Eaters who snatched the resurrection stone, and George's changes, are these all related?Hermione frowned, perhaps the conspiracy had already begun.

Professor McGonagall patted Hermione on the shoulder, "I'm sorry, you should be happy and carefree, but let you bear this terrible era, and bear the burden that should not be borne by you." The current headmaster of Hogwarts Seemingly aware of something, she comforted Ginny, who was crying in Hermione's arms.

"Professor McGonagall, the little Slanterin girl made a prophecy."

McGonagall immediately understood who she was talking about, that Aisha Trelawney, the girl who was born with the gift of prophecy.

She nodded to Hermione, beckoning her not to speak here, settled Ginny, and in the headmaster's office at Hogwarts, Hermione told Professor McGonagall the language about the future of the wizarding world.

"The dead undead have not left, and will return to bring disaster."

They all thought it was a hint of Voldemort, but they didn't know that it was a darkness more terrifying than Voldemort.

And Ron sneezed, and found that the hospital was a little quiet today, and there was no one walking in the corridor.

It was terribly silent.

***

The Daily Prophet pushed Harry to the center of the topic again, and people talked a lot, thinking that this was the last hot topic of the year, but all the unease had actually happened long ago, and from this day on, the wizarding world could no longer Pretend to be calm.

In the Auror office of the Ministry of Magic, Sennard Wayne frowned. He looked down at the several rotting corpses lined up on the ground with his hands behind his back. It was difficult to see the cause of death from the surface, so he had to call his Friend - current director of St. Mungo's Hospital - Arnold Taylor.

"It's like a kind of black magic, a bit like the catastrophe that swept across London and even the whole of Europe, you know..." Taylor paused, "Muggles call it the Black Death, a plague magic from dark wizards. "

"Oh, that's true." Minister Wei En showed a surprised expression, but said with some hesitation, "Didn't that family disappear?"

He used the word vanished because the family had no descendants.

"Then we can only assume that someone got the magic inheritance of this family, or some other disease, but Senard, my dear friend, I think whoever cast this magic, he will not be kind. "Arnold analyzed.

Sennard Wayne frowned because of the words of Dean St. Mungo, "My God! Peace has just begun! Could it be another Death Eater?"

"Unfortunately, maybe your thoughts are right. Has anyone else been attacked on the Knight Bus line?" Arnold asked with a sincere expression.

"Not yet, but I have sent many Aurors to patrol. Besides, Arnold, I don't want you to tell others about this." Minister Auror pleaded cautiously.

"Of course." Dean St. Mungo solemnly promised.His expression was gentle and firm, no one could have imagined that this person turned out to be a Death Eater, and he had appeared in Malfoy Manor not long ago, threatening Draco to join the Death Eater camp.

***

George stood in Grimmauld Place between 11 and 13, thinking of 12 Grimmauld Place, watching the building that was used as the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix expand to squeeze out 11 and 13, Completely presented in front of his eyes, he walked up the steps, inadvertently looking at the mottled black paint on the door, drew out his wand and knocked on the door.He heard a series of metal clangs and watched the door creak open in front of him.

He was actually afraid to come here, he had never been alone in this room, they were always together.Standing alone in this dim hallway, it didn't feel so cramped, and the bald carpet was still underfoot, but there was no old Mrs. Black at the end of the corridor calling the Weasley twins "troublemakers, idiots, and ugly monsters".

— “Oh, what a work of genius.”

——"The best artifact for eavesdropping, another great invention."

George suddenly looked up, and he seemed to hear himself talking to Fred. He still remembers his mother's nagging when she found out that they had eavesdropped on the Order of the Phoenix meeting, and shouted at them loudly, "If I see you using this Broken stuff."

"Extensible ears, mother," retorted Fred.

"No matter what stupid name this thing has, I'm going to throw it in the trash!"

George still remembered that Fred and himself were laughing and laughing together. Of course, they sat at the meeting table of the Order of the Phoenix soon after, which meant that they officially entered the war. After that...he lost Fred .Only then did George feel a little strange, Harry should have heard the door open, and even if he couldn't hear it, the old house-elf Kreacher should have appeared grumbling, but there was no one there.

"Harry?" he called, before realizing that he had been rude enough to come uninvited.

***

"Ron! Ron!"

Ron was taken aback when he heard someone call his name. After all, he had listened carefully to the movement in the corridor just now because the hospital was too quiet.

The person who entered the ward was Hermione. She asked for leave from the Ministry of Magic when she came back from Hogwarts and went directly to St. Mungo's Hospital.

It was rare to see Hermione yelling like this, which made Ron frown, and a feeling of uneasiness lingered in his heart.

"Hermione? What's wrong?" he asked.

"Harry and Ginny broke up!" Without giving Ron any time to react, Hermione asked, "Have you met Harry?"

Ron suddenly jumped up from the state of leaning on the bed, pulled his injured arm, and calmed down again, but still stretched out his hand to grab Hermione, "Why? No, how do you know?" He thought Harry's unnaturalness yesterday, yes, didn't Harry just leave St. Mungo's talking nonsense?Why did Hermione start talking nonsense today?

Hermione briefly described what happened this morning, and then handed the letter to Ron.

Ron opened the letter with his uninjured hand, feeling very confused, "How could Harry cheat? When did Harry set his eyes on a woman other than Ginny? Who is this person?"

"Ron, it's HIM, not HER, this is a man." Hermione broke out emotionally.

"My God! Harry! We've known each other since the first grade. When did Harry love a man? Pay attention to a man? If he really likes a man, shouldn't that be me?"

Hermione couldn't help but slap Ron directly on the back of the head when she heard Ron's exclamation, "Shut up! Ronald Weasley, now is not the time to joke." Hermione looked at the sitting Ron, who was on the hospital bed, suddenly thought of someone, "Ron, can you use my wand?"

Ron was still screaming "Aww" and rubbing his head, and looked at Hermione in bewilderment when he heard this.

"Not everyone can share a wand, Ron. Harry used Draco Malfoy's wand," said Hermione.

"That's because Harry defeated Draco Malfoy, and the wand recognized him." Ron retorted against Hermione's words, even a little angry, and he didn't know what he was angry about.

Hermione nodded, "Yes, but maybe... it was Malfoy who recognized Harry long ago, and Harry recognized him. The three of us have been together all the time. In addition to Harry paying attention to him in school, Who else have you followed?"

"No, no, it's about the enemy, and I'm about the skunk, but I'm not going to love him."

Hermione shook her head, "Ron, of course Harry doesn't love him, it's a potion, Harry has taken a love potion!! Harry pays too much attention to Malfoy's movements, maybe Malfoy took advantage of this, Can easily approach Harry."

"Go to 12 Grimmauld Place! We'll go find him right away." Ron pulled the quilt away.

"No need to go."

Ron and Hermione looked towards the door, and George came to the door of the ward at some point.

"He's not at 12, Grimmauld Place," said George, frowning.

"Malfoy Manor!" Hermione bit her lip, seemingly unwilling to believe the result.Ron jumped up now, before he even had time to change his clothes.

***

It was this road again. For Ron and Hermione, it seemed that the three of them were pressed by Death Eaters and came to Malfoy Manor not long ago. The yew wood fence felt airtight, secluded and dark, At the end of the road was a magnificent iron gate, except that there would be no wild smile of the disheveled black-haired Bellatrix Lestrange, who had been sent to death by Mrs. Weasley.

Malfoy Manor seemed to be a lot run-down, at least in the sense that it didn't have such an unattainable aristocratic accent.When Ron and Hermione were thinking about how to open the iron door, the door opened by itself.

They looked at each other, holding wands in their hands, and George followed behind them. The three of them walked into this ridiculously large manor step by step, and entered the empty hall, as if someone was guiding them, door by door. It opened, and they came to an auditorium not much less than the Great Hall of Hogwarts.George heard Hermione's words just now, and now looking at this scene, he couldn't help guessing.

The auditorium seemed to be arranged like a wedding. There was a golden-red carpet extending from the entrance of the hall to the high platform, and on the high platform decorated with silver-green ribbons stood two people who could not be ignored. People, Harry and Draco stood hand in hand in harmony, which was a mockery of Harry's entire Hogwarts student life.

"Harry! You!" Hermione covered her mouth in surprise.

The Boy Who Lived had the lightning bolt symbol on his forehead, and now there's a lock of platinum blonde hair, like highlights in the Muggle world, but platinum—that's Draco's color.

They exchanged soul contracts!Irreversible soul contract!

"Draco Malfoy, what did you do to Harry!" Ron didn't notice that the change in hair color was the reason for the soul contract, he only knew that Harry's eyes were a little dull now, and he took out his wand to Yes Draco.

Standing aside, George also drew out his wand, but held it loosely, with no intention of attacking.

Draco patted Harry's hand, who obediently lowered himself to take his arm.Draco made a gesture of spreading his hands, like a welcoming hug, like a drama actor on the stage, as if he was under the spotlight, and his words and deeds were watched by countless pairs of eyes, so he couldn't relax .

"Oh, welcome to our wedding, you know that in order to cater to Harry's taste, I deliberately picked the color of the carpet that he likes." He spoke in a tone that looked more and more like Lucius Malfoy, "Harry and I Leigh really loves each other, we have common hobbies, we are both Quidditch Seekers, a hundred times better than your sister Ginny! We have the same family blood, old and long, than your poor Wey The Sly family is a thousand times more noble! We have the same pain, he was oppressed by the Order of the Phoenix, I was oppressed by the Death Eaters, and I understand him ten thousand times better than Ginny Weasley!" Draco used Aria said such a long paragraph, but his expression was not very sincere, making it sound like he was being sarcastic.

Ron gasped heavily, "You're crazy! Draco Malfoy! Are you fucking crazy!"

"Crazy? Not your brother?" Draco glanced at George.

"Oh, don't get me involved." George waved his hand.

"George Weasley, you should understand how I feel, just as I understand yours."

"Shut up, Master Malfoy, I don't need your understanding." George suddenly clenched his wand tightly, his brown-green eyes looking straight into Draco's blue-gray eyes.

"Why shut up? I love Harry as much as you love Fred Weasley."

"You're crazy, and that's because Fred is our brother, of course we love him," Ron said abruptly, while George didn't speak.

"Then why aren't you crazy? Ron, you haven't experienced the pain of losing love, you don't understand, this kind of madness and despair." Draco's words seemed to make sense, which made Ron turn his head to look at George.

Hermione had already calmed down at this time, no matter how provocative Draco was, she would not be moved. She calmly threatened Draco, "Malfoy don't change the subject, let go of Harry, or you will destroy the entire wizarding world." For the enemy."

Hermione's words relieved the embarrassment between the two brothers. Ron immediately shifted his attention and echoed Hermione, "Yes, let go of Harry!"

"Why are you so naive? Miss Know-it-All, Gryffindor, did I catch Harry?" Draco glanced at the people around him, and then slowly turned his head to squint at Hermione.

"I mean magic, you used a love potion on him," Hermione said to him.

At this moment, Harry, who had been standing silently, said, "Ron, Hermione, please don't stop us from being together, you heard what Draco said, we are in love, about Ginny... Ron, I'm sorry."

Hermione realized that what Harry was taking was definitely not an ordinary love potion.

Ron yelled at Harry, "Who wants your apology, Harry, you have been poisoned with a love potion, leave Malfoy quickly, we will find a way to save you."

"No, Ron, I really do love him," Harry insisted.

"Yes, Ron, Harry really loves me." When Draco said this, a sarcastic smile appeared on his face again. They had already exchanged the soul contract, and even if the potion was lifted in the future, Harry would still Can't be with that smelly girl named Ginny anymore.

"Draco Malfoy, you ruined Harry's happiness!" Hermione said word by word, looking at the lock of hair on Harry's right forehead with a solemn expression.

If anyone present believed that Draco really loved Harry, it was probably only George and Draco himself.

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