[HP]Helen Pan

"Helen..."

Harry showed his usual embarrassing posture, his mouth was tightly pursed, his lowered head made it difficult to see his expression, but the tightness and release of the clasped hands showed the entanglement in the master's heart at the moment.

I raised my eyebrows. Harry's reaction wasn't what I expected. I knew enough of what had happened in the past two semesters to be a gap between us.And at this sensitive moment of life and death, I don't expect to be able to persuade him to take the risk of letting me join the action with a few words of determination.Even if he could agree, members of the Order of the Phoenix, Hermione, and even Ron might not agree.

"What are your plans next?"

There was the sound of an engine starting downstairs. I stood up and took a look at the window. The Dursleys had packed all their luggage into the car, and they were obviously leaving.

"Sirius will come to pick me up." Harry said vaguely and walked to the window. When he looked at the crowded car, his eyes looked strange, as if relieved but also somewhat nostalgic.Rubbing his thumb back and forth on the window frame almost wiped off the mottled paint.

"You still have the godfather." I stretched out my hand and patted Harry's shoulder, squeezing gently with all my strength.

"Yeah!" Harry seemed to be happy again when Sirius was mentioned, and he smiled for the first time since we met today, and then said, "Bill and Fleur are getting married soon, and they invited you. "

"Really?" I smiled, I don't have a deep friendship with Bill, and I feel very happy to be invited by them, but Michael's disappearance is like a huge rock on the tip of my heart, how can I I can't be happy either.

"If you need my help, come to me." I realized that Harry didn't want to talk to me any further, so I stood up and patted my clothes before turning around and going downstairs.

"What about you?" Harry asked behind my back, "What are your plans?"

"I want to find out where Voldemort is." I said, looking back at Harry. "Unicorns are sensitive to fluctuations in the dark arts. Maybe I can rely on him to find Michael."

It was about midnight when we left Privet Street, and most of the pedestrians on the road came and went in a hurry.When I went home, I found that the house was empty, and even the Wood couple upstairs disappeared together.My grandfather was quick to deal with these crises. I walked around the house and finally decided to go out to find something to eat.Although Alexander, as a magical creature, could have been invisible to Muggles, the narrow terrain and dense crowds would still expose him.So I bought a large garlic bread from the bakery at the corner and sat down on the steps of the block garden and ate it.

Alexander sneezed suddenly, pawing the ground with his front hooves as if excited.As if I suddenly realized something, I raised my head and looked around. The flow of people was normal, but I saw a suspicious figure in a hidden alley on the opposite corner. He was wearing a black hoodie and light-colored washed jeans. The wide brim of the hat covered most of his face, only revealing a sharp and pale chin.

I slowly put down the bread in my hand and stood up, and the other party actually showed a very nasty but kind smile after noticing my gaze.

It's Draco!

I dropped the bread in my hand almost immediately, and ran towards the figure 20 meters away.What awaited me was an unusually warm hug, and Draco put his chin on my shoulder hard, holding me in a very tight position.I reached out and touched his face, the rough texture of stubble under my hand was a little prickly.This makes people feel a little distressed. Maybe Draco is really not doing well these days. The noble young master has forgotten to take care of his image. I have never seen him with a shaggy beard before.

"Where have you been these days?!" I stroked his cheek and asked impatiently.

But I didn't wait for an answer, what I waited for was a long and extremely hard kiss.He clasped the back of my head, pried open my teeth with his tongue, and pressed my whole body in the shadow of the alley. In the narrow space, I could only hear the embarrassing sound of water when kissing and the suppression of each other. Shortness of breath.It seemed like that kiss on the seashore that year, we exchanged breaths as if this was the only way to keep each other alive.

When we were finally out of breath, we let go of each other, and the two of us leaned against the wall behind us, panting like dogs.

"Why don't you stay at home?" Draco looked at me sideways, his tone was fierce, but his eyes were very gentle.

"Michael was taken away." I pursed my lips and said quietly but firmly, "I was involved in him, so I can't just stand by."

"Are you going to save him?" As if he had expected me to answer this way, he burst out laughing, as if he had heard a big joke, "Do you think this is funny?"

"Of course not." I squinted at him, then turned my hand and took out my wand and raised my eyebrows at him, "Do you really think I'm weak?" I also need to thank my uncle Alec, who insisted on forcing Although I am not particularly willing to learn black magic and offensive magic, my memory is really good. I can remember every spell and every gesture of waving the wand clearly.As I said that, I squinted my eyes at Draco and asked, "Are your parents still working for him?"

Draco glanced at me with a half-smile, then grinned and said in his usual mocking tone, "What news do you want to get from me?" He reached out and rubbed my head hard. He asked, "How come the people in the Lion Academy have finally grown their brains?"

"What's wrong?" I turned my gaze away from him deliberately, and then muttered in a low voice, "Isn't that the way you knew me before? I'm just, just a little lost for a while..." In fact, in the past many years, I My personalities are all very free and easy, daring to act, but the person in front of me who has been entangled with me for several years made me become submissive.My breathing gradually calmed down, and I looked back at him again. There were some very subtle expressions on his face, as if he wanted to laugh, "I guessed it right." I said with certainty.

"Indeed." Draco nodded, "Mother told me that he did bring a young man back." He grabbed my hand and looked at it, as if observing my nails, "But you can't, that The manor has his magic power. You can't get in, and even if you get in, you can't get out."

"Can……"

I was about to speak, but was interrupted by Draco again, "Don't worry, that Muggle is not a single-minded idiot like you, he's doing well there, well, the You-Know-Who appreciates him very much now."

"What?!" I almost yelled.I have envisioned many scenarios, such as Michael being captured and imprisoned by Voldemort, Michael being tortured by Voldemort to extract a confession, Michael running away repeatedly and being captured and beaten and tortured... I always ruled out where is a human being like Michael in all these scenarios Both will mix well.

Draco didn't seem to be surprised by my surprise, that smile full of superiority was so cheap that people wanted to slap him twice.

"What about you?" I stroked his stubble repeatedly, obviously he was not having a good time.

"The mysterious man thought it was me who did it, and I succeeded." Draco shrugged indifferently, "He only cares about the result, since Dumbledore is dead, my life and death are not his concern As if seeing my eyes looking forward to more news, Draco let out a long sigh of relief, and then said, "I'm secretly giving some news about the mysterious man to those corrupt and cowardly old guys in magic. Although it is useless, it is the so-called justice and mainstream." He said, shaking his head, "Mr. Wash away the stains of the family."

"You mean to wait for Harry to follow, um, when the You-Know-Who is fighting to the death, you will bring the Ministry of Magic to reap the benefits?" I suddenly remembered that in all the gangster movies, those waiting cases happened, The police who came late after the person died and escaped, or the police who brought the siren all the way to collect the corpse after the lone hero solved the devil. "Then you cooperate with your parents and sell out all the other Death Eaters?" It was very easy, using your strength, although you have to hide your head and tail now, if there is a big war in the future, there is no risk of life worry.

Draco smiled again, and gave me that look you've got your head around.He stretched out his hand and rubbed my head, "So you should just stay there!"

"You can't control my will!" I shook my head, and then said, "Don't you think that if I run around to eliminate the mysterious man at this time, it will save you more chips in the future?" I squinted at him, " Besides, I feel that even if the mysterious man will let me go, my uncle will not let it go, and I have a hunch that he will come back to find me."

I can think that no matter what Michael does now, his original intention is by no means to serve Voldemort, so if he stays by his side against his will, one more day will be dangerous, so all I can do is join Harry and the others to weaken Voldemort's power, to force him out of the dark corner, at least find a way to give Michael a chance to escape.I could hear from Draco's words that although Michael hadn't been abused, he had suffered a lot.