The happiness of HP

Rushing back to Potter Manor from the Mr. Hogwarts Headmaster's comfort zone early, although Severus got up in anger, Harry was obviously not the one to bear his anger.When he returned to the manor, he was still gloating and wondering what kind of unlucky person would run into Severus who woke up with low blood pressure?The deduction of points is absolute, plus the bonus Snake King Venom, ahhh, will the little unlucky start trembling when he sees Severus from now on?

Harry was thinking nastyly about which little troll would be met by Severus, and it hadn't occurred to him what would happen if Severus found out about these thoughts.In fact, even thinking about it, he wouldn't have cared what would happen if Severus found out?Severus has always gone his own way, and will not restrain himself because of these thoughts and actions.

While thinking about it, he asked the two house elves in Potter Manor if they were awake, and asked about little Remus' sleep quality.

"His Royal Highness Jacobsen woke up and is getting dressed. Master Black is still sleeping. Master Black did not sleep well last night, so Dassy used the Sleeping Charm according to the master's instructions." The house elf is Bo The butler of the Te Manor is called R.

"Dassy did a good job. Of course, you are also r." Harry's compliment made the house-elf very happy.

"Okay r, is breakfast ready?" Harry asked.

"Okay, but the portraits want the owner to come over." r reported.

"I see. You can start serving breakfast. Jacobson prefers fruit, and his stomach is not suitable for meat." Harry confessed.

"Ah, R is a bad elf, a bad elf! You don't even know His Highness..." After hearing Harry's words, R immediately started the self-punishment mode.

Harry rubbed his forehead helplessly, gave R a silencing spell, then looked at R's eyes with big brass bells, and said, "Sorry R. You go down first, I order you not to punish yourself."

After r left, Harry thought about it and went to the portrait gallery.

"Good day, everyone." Since Harry had a showdown with these portraits, he hasn't been here again, and the house elves of the Potter family are the only ones who need to contact the subordinate families to talk to these portraits.The portraits have gone through what happened last time, so naturally they dare not be negligent. You must know that if this Potter is really lost, then the Potter Manor will be confiscated, and all their portraits will be destroyed immediately. Naturally, Harry could get it back under another name, but their "painting life" was only one time.

So, they looked at this young Potter very cautiously now, knowing that this was no ordinary Potter.They'd known it was a black porter since the day of the showdown.

"I heard from R that you are looking for me. What's the matter?" Harry asked flatly.

"Your Excellency, Patriarch." A portrait several generations ago carefully used the words, "We sense that you have brought back a young guest."

"Yes. He's my godfather's son," said Harry.

"He seems to have werewolf blood. Although it is very weak and seems to have been purified, the manor told us that he is still dangerous. If his group can't find him..." said an earlier Patriarch.

"He is the next head of House Black. If you don't welcome him, then we'll leave later." Harry said, scanning a row of portraits.

"How is it possible?! Such a dangerous bloodline..." Harry's grandma exclaimed.

"However, he is the only direct descendant of Black, Doria, I'm sorry." Harry said, "Even now, Black's old house and the right to inherit the Black family are still in my hands."

"How is it possible? Black..." Doria was also a Black before she got married, because when she was killed, the Black family was still one of the most prosperous families in the dark camp, Sirius was in the Order of the Phoenix, and Regulus was by the side of the Dark Lord. How do you look at it, one of the two will survive? "Where are Sirius and Regulus?"

"Sirius, my godfather. To save me, fell into the Veil of Time after being struck by Lady Bellatrix Black Lestrange's Killing Curse. And Regulus was here About 16 years ago, in order to destroy one of Voldemort's Horcruxes, he was dragged into a lake full of infernal corpses." Harry closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his green eyes were like glass, and his words became less Feeling □ □ colorful.

"Harry, what terrible things have happened in the wizarding world during the years when Potter's Manor was closed?" Only then did the Potters realize that they had missed something important.

Since Harry inherited the Potter family through the Ministry of Magic, and the Potter family sensed that someone took over the family, they immediately sent house elves to pick them up. As for the names of Harry and Severus, they also appeared on the family tapestry.Therefore, they really didn't know what had happened outside, and Harry naturally wouldn't deliberately say anything.

"I'll ask R to read you some history of magic. But, right now, I haven't eaten breakfast." Harry said lightly, still without much emotion.

After leaving the portrait gallery, Harry didn't go to have breakfast immediately, but walked to the backyard.The spring morning was sunny, and Harry stood in the sun, looking into the distance, his heart was so cold that no one would understand his guilt for those who died in the war.With a slight movement of his fingers, a violin appeared in his left hand. He set up the violin, and a bow appeared in his right hand.

The mournful tune echoed in the manor with strong mourning, and Harry's self-blame also flowed in the piano tune.The entire Porter Manor was enveloped by this melody, and everyone who heard the melody was involved in this grief, like a vortex, and the center of this vortex was a man dressed in black, even standing under the bright spring light , and still couldn't get rid of the man who radiated the biting cold self-blame.

Severus rushed to the Potter Manor, and when he found Harry, he saw such a scene: his Harry, with his emotionless glass eyes, was playing the violin.This scene should have been very handsome, but at this moment, the surrounding was sunny, but it seemed that the bright sunlight couldn't shine on Harry.Severus' heart seemed to be crushed by a single hand. Harry was the one who brought light to him after Lily, and the one who made him truly fall in love with him. There, the whole body seemed to be restricted by the sun, and Severus couldn't express his heartache at this time.

At the end of the song, the instrument in Harry's hand disappeared immediately. He breathed a sigh of relief, and the negative emotions had dissipated along with the music.Suddenly he felt something familiar approaching, and when he looked back, it was Severus.

His complexion was very bad.Harry was a little surprised, he didn't know when Severus came here.It seemed a little too involved just now.But he understood that Severus must have come here because he sensed his situation.

Before he could say anything, Severus had already pulled Harry into his arms, and Harry could feel the slight tremor in the man's body, which caught him off guard.

"No! You are not allowed to go to the Potter's portrait gallery by yourself to see those mindless portraits! Absolutely! Forbidden!" Severus took his anger out on the portraits that reminded Harry of those memories.

Harry knew that he seemed to have frightened the man just now, so he agreed, "Okay."

"No! Don't play that song just now." Severus was also angry at the song.

"it is good."

"No..."

"Okay." Harry interrupted Severus softly, "No matter how many 'no's, as long as you want to mention it, my answer is always 'yes', Severus."

Severus looked at Harry, and just this one sentence dispelled all his anger and worries, and the Slytherin King had to admit that he was tamed by this Parseltongue.To him, Harry was irreplaceable, and to Harry, Severus was unique.They depend on each other.

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heroes cemetery

It was early spring in England in early March, and the weather was starting to warm up. Standing at the gate of the Heroes Cemetery, Harry and Severus came here with little Remus.

"Severus, you don't have to follow me, I'll just take little Remus in." Harry said, he didn't want Severus to come with him, after all, he only came with him three months ago However, this is not his friend. On the contrary, given the incompatible relationship between Sirius, Professor Lupine and him, Severus came too many times. I believe that if Sirius can still move, he will definitely come from the grave. jump out.

Severus nodded, "I'll wait for you here."

Pursing his lips, Harry didn't say anything, probably what happened in the morning really frightened Severus, if asking him to wait can make him feel at ease, so be it.

Harry led little Remus over rows of tombstones, and finally came to the tombstones of Sirius and Remus.

Harry put his hands on the two stone tablets first, and said, "Sirris, Professor Lupine, I'm here to see you again. Ah, Sirius, I brought someone here today, you must know him."

Harry called little Remus over: "Remus, this is your father's tomb. He is a true Gryffindor hero. Well deserved!"

"Sirius, it's a surprise, isn't it? I found your son. I will treat him like a brother, so you don't have to worry. But Professor Lupine, who has been kept from you, must be angry. The gentler he is, the more angry he will be." It gets harder to coax after that." Harry laughed.

"Professor Lupine, I'm sorry about Edward Lupine. However, I will take good care of Remus." Harry said to Lupine's tombstone.

Little Remus stood in front of the two tombstones, weeping and crying.Then he knelt in front of Sirius' grave, and softly called out: "Dad..."

Then he looked at Lupin's tombstone and said, "I know, Dad must want me to call you 'Father', so, Dad... Dad said that you have been in love for a long time, and I am a child born with your blessing. Right? ,Father?"

Harry could hear the kid's resentment towards Professor Lupine, but he could only close his eyes—the facts speak louder than words, and everything he said was weak.

……

"Who's that over there, sir?" Little Remus asked Harry suddenly before leaving.

"Mrs. Lupine, Sirius' cousin. A very gentle woman, Professor Lupine's wife, a member of the Order of the Phoenix. A natural disguise Animagus, this ability has also been passed on to his son. said Harry quietly.

"Oh." Little Remus flashed many emotions in his eyes for a moment, but in the end he just responded.

"Okay, it's time for us to go to Black's old house." Harry didn't say much.

"Sir..." Little Remus tugged on Harry's cuff, "I've made up my mind."

Harry froze for a moment, looking back at the little boy.

"I've made up my mind. I'm going to Hogwarts next year to study in my fourth grade. I'm willing to study with you and Mr. Snape." Little Remus didn't hesitate anymore.

"Okay." Harry nodded.

"Also, sir, I would like to meet that little Lupine, but only as the son of Sirius Black." Little Remus looked relieved.

"You know what that means, don't you?" said Harry.

"Yes, Brother Harry." The boy smiled slightly, calling out this title solemnly for the first time.

Many years later, when the boy became the Minister of Magic, he said to his confidants: "In this world, the person I respect most is my brother. He is the best and most perfect brother in the world."