Polaris

In the empty room, there is only the crackling sound of burning wood, and the dancing flames on the stoves suspended at both ends of the room cast the shadows of the two conscious people in the room on the ground as illusory cross-shaped long shadows, and the long shadows danced with the rhythm of the flames. The ground of the bluestone slab shook gently, as if someone's heart was shaking.

Snape looked at the person in the mirror, his dark curly hair was like the sea under the night sky with a cool moonlight, his sapphire-like gray-green eyes looked at him with a smile, he subconsciously clenched his sleeves Hand, why not Lily?He stared closely at those gray-green eyes of a similar color, as if he could find a little bit of Lily in them, but the difference between them was too great for him to find the slightest resemblance.

"What did you see? Professor Snape." The child sitting on the ground asked, the ethereal voice brought some echoes in the spacious room, and those words and sentences seemed to echo gently in the ear after passing through countless time ,What do you see?He shook his upper body as if someone had punched him, Snape took a deep breath, he looked back at the magic mirror, the child in Slytherin robes tilted his head to look at him, her light-colored Her lips were slightly raised, and the rose-colored blush on her chubby little face made her look extremely healthy, unlike the child sitting on the ground now, who was so skinny that only a handful of bones remained.Snape looked into those similarly colored eyes. He didn't have to answer, but he spoke anyway.

"A girl with green eyes." Green eyes.He tightly clenched his fists, he felt that there must be something wrong with the mirror, why not Lily?He loved her for 20 years, he could give everything for her, even silently guard her and that damn Potter's son, why can't she see her?She is too stingy to appear in his dreams, and she doesn't even appear in this magic mirror that reflects his heart. Is he going to lose Lily completely?Snape wanted to draw his wand, thinking he would feel better if he saw the Patronus, but his hand stopped, his deep voice scattered in the air, the walls shattered it, and he suddenly started Fear, if even the patron saint no longer exists, what is left for him to remind him of her existence again?

"Professor, don't you take Harry to the hospital wing?" Poloris' voice sounded, and he looked at the child he hated the most, who fell on the ground as if looking at a straw, and he walked over quickly, When he hugged him, he even felt his hands trembling, and the slightly higher temperature of teenagers coming through the fabric brought him back to his senses. He wanted to look back at the child who had just appeared in the mirror, but he couldn't. Immediately dismissing the idea, he admitted that now he was a little afraid to see her, someone who would make him start to forget about Lily.

"Miss Black, I think you should go back to the dormitory now." With his back to her, his voice was flat.

"I know, sir." Poloris whispered back, looking in the mirror and gently drying the water marks on her face. "Please let me stay a little longer, I haven't seen him for too long." She looked at the mirror so hard, as if she wanted to keep the image in the mirror in her mind for a moment, and lost the photo folder After that, all she had left was her memories.But she still took a deep breath in the end, and blinked her sapphire-like gray-green eyes quickly, as if suppressing some emotion. "Forget it, after all, it's just an illusion." She stood up and patted the wrinkles on her body, as if doing so would drive away her fragility just now. "Let's go, sir."

The fire in the house was extinguished, but the tall Mirror of Erised was still standing quietly, the smooth mirror quietly waiting to reflect the most sincere and straightforward desire of the next person who was concealed under layers of camouflage and self-deception.

It may be because the soul piece was taken out. Harry didn't wake up until the eve of the Academy Cup in St. Mungo. If Tom hadn't kept promising that nothing would happen, Poloris would almost open the locket and take the Dark Lord's main soul The tonic was given to him. Anyway, after the thing was put into the locket, it made her sleepless night after night. She never knew that Bella's lover was a chatterbox.How did such a chatterbox bring the darkest decade to the wizarding world?Looking at 16-year-old Tom and the restless adult Dark Lord in the locket, she felt for the first time that he might really be the greatest wizard.After Tom completely swallowed the soul tablet on the locket, he became a little weird, and Poloris felt that something seemed to change under his somewhat childish skin. Accepted together?Even with the Unbreakable Curse on her hand, she was still faintly worried.

"Polly, will Harry not wake up?" Draco stood beside the bed with an undisguised exhaustion on his face. He had been in dire straits for the last few months of this semester, and he never knew that Perry Li was so angry that it was difficult to face, Harry seemed stubborn to death, and he would not give up until he found out the result, he ran to inform Snape after Harry left, and encountered a panicked man on the way there Hermione, the injured Ron, and the sleepy Harry who was carried out by Snape. Once Harry fell asleep, there would be no results. No one knew when he would wake up. Draco was always afraid that he would be like this Dead asleep, they haven't even reconciled yet.

"I don't know." Poloris sat on the edge of the bed, she stretched out her hand to pinch Harry's face in dissatisfaction, and did not stop until she branded three red handprints. "If this little bastard doesn't wake up, I'll get the new torch that Searle bought."

"Fire?" The child, who was still in a coma a second ago, immediately opened his eyes, and the answer was the murderous eyes of Poloris and Draco.

"You woke up early?" Draco curled his lips and looked at him, feeling cheated.

"I just woke up when I heard the fire." Harry smiled flatteringly. He stretched out his hand and rubbed the mark on the left cheek that Poloris had pinched. Choked alive.

"Then you can go back to sleep." Draco turned sullenly and grabbed the pillow on the next bed and threw it hard at his face. Poloris wisely stood up and hid aside, watching the commotion on the bed She finally breathed a sigh of relief for the two children in the regiment.The door of the ward was pushed open, and the two children on the bed stopped fighting after seeing someone coming.

"I'm relieved to see you so energetic, Harry." Dumbledore blinked, and Poloris quietly disgusted in her heart when she heard the words, and she was ashamed to say that the culprit was the culprit.She moved her gaze behind Dumbledore, and Snape's black clothes almost melted into the shadow. He looked at Harry silently, and saw that his focused eyes Poloris looked away, leaving Eris from that day. After the magic mirror, he never looked at her again. Maybe he discovered the difference between the two pairs of eyes. After all, as Lily's son, Harry's eyes are exactly the same as hers. lost.

The Philosopher's Stone was destroyed by Dumbledore, and Nicole May couldn't avoid death in the end. Everyone must die, right? Poloris has never understood why the Dark Lord is so obsessed with immortality. The fun in the world is limited. It is precisely because life has a time limit that it will make life appear colorful. It is better to have a bright moment than to be the same forever.Slytherin won the house cup in the end, and Poloris sat at the long table looking at Snape, who was not looking sideways, amused, she was dodging when he was looking at her, and now she was looking at him, dodging The person in her life also became him, like a meaningless one-way chase, she felt that she seemed to have an illusion, she faintly felt that Professor Snape was vaguely similar to the child in her memory, but in her When I observed carefully, I had to attribute this to nervousness. He looked for Lily's shadow in her, and when he gave up, she began to look for another gentleman's shadow in him. Even if it was even, she pouted.

Since Sirius was still in Romania and Harry's body had not yet recovered, the three children spent their first Hogwarts holiday at Malfoy Manor. Entering the study room, he gave a very serious approval, because he was not only overwhelmed by Poloris in the final exam, but also overwhelmed by Muggle-born Hermione, Lucius treated Poloris like air, The tone ranged from Draco befriending Weasley to him and Hermione insulting pure blood, Poloris pouted, and decided to do something to stop Narcissa, who had endured for a long time, from getting mad.

"Brother-in-law," she said, interrupting Lucius' tirade on the difference between pure-bloods, half-bloods, and Muggles, and Poloris felt that Lucius would open the door to Hogwarts in accordance with Lucius' eloquence. Classes are definitely fun.

"What?" Obviously Lucius was still immersed in his argument, he squinted at Poloris... still thinking about what to say next.

"Your dear Dark Lord is a half-blood." She blinked, looking innocently at Lucius's darkened face.

"Is it true, Dad?" Draco looked at him in surprise.

"Yes." A long voice of extreme reluctance. Almost no one knows about the fact that the Dark Lord is a half-blood. He doesn't understand how Poloris knows, but he doesn't intend to ask what is going on in this brat's mind. He didn't want to know at all.

"Then why were you hanging out with him?" Poloris looked like a 12-year-old who fit her profile, innocent and curious.Looking at her beautiful gray-green eyes, Lucius felt the urge to pull out his wand and throw Cruciatus at her. How dare this brat pretend to be stupid with that child-like face?

"Xiaolong, listen, the Malfoy family puts the interests of the family first." He glared at her and turned to look at his son.

"So for the greater good, bloodlines can be ignored, right?" Poloris continued persistently.

"If it's necessary..." Lucius gritted his teeth under his son's expectant gaze, and his gaze had already delayed Poloris thousands of times.

"But Dad, Hermione is excellent." Guessing Poloris' intentions, Draco followed her. "Better than most purebloods," he added before Lucius could speak.The son has grown up and is difficult to manage. Lucius cast a frustrated look at his wife for help. After spending a few years with Poloris, he has learned to bully his father. How can he live in this day?From Bella to Poloris, there is not a fuel-efficient lamp from Blake's house. The more he looks at it, the more he feels that his wife is virtuous and gentle.

"Since Xiaolong likes it, please come back to play some other day." The perfect wife in his eyes said under his expectant gaze. Lucius felt that something was broken, and he looked at Poloris with hatred, and got an innocent Eyes that can pinch water.