[HP Deer Dog] Speed ​​and Magic

James is tired.At first, they could still sit on the sofa and watch a horror movie that James had no memory of at all, maybe it was a horror movie that Eric forgot at his house. Fell on the other side, so tired it felt like it would never be possible to open my eyes again.

His dream was hazy, like a fog, and in the fog, someone was walking with him, the person was so tall that James was only up to his knees, and it took James a while to realize, no This person is tall, but because he is very short now.

A hand gently rubbed his already messy hair, and then a blanket covered his shoulders, and for a moment he couldn't tell which one was a dream.

Maybe half of his consciousness is still in the dream.

"I'm sorry, are you tired? Da...I mean, Jam...M." The voice was shy, overly cautious, but with some awe, not like a loving attitude towards a child.

Oh, he must have said that to someone too, maybe a girl, a little girl, yes, the little girl.

"Sorry, are you tired? Ellie..." He pulled her to run between the ruins, not daring to go faster than the normal laws of physics, lest she suffer any harm.She is too small, smaller than him.But if they are not quick, they may not be able to avoid the soldiers with guns chasing after them.

He has to protect her, so...

No, said a voice dryly, you didn't actually do that.

"James?"

He opened his eyes, took a breath, and found that his head was tilted out of the sofa, his body could not move, Sirius was in front of him, kneeling on one knee, with one hand still on his shoulder, his face was blurred: "James .”

"Sirius." His glasses must have been taken off, his vision was so blurry that he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, which made him anxious, and his voice was like sandpaper rubbing against the ground: "I can't see clearly."

Without saying a word, Sirius just retrieved the glasses for him and put them where they belonged.

"Sorry," James murmured, "I just, never took my glasses off to sleep."

"I see." Sirius nodded, and there was a moment of embarrassment between them before James realized Sirius was still holding his hand.

"Are you going to bed? You can go to my room." James whispered, "I'm fine here."

Sirius looked at him, blinked, and said simply, "Lie."

James smiled feebly, and shrank back into the sofa: "Do you want to come up?"

For a while, a little long, James thought Sirius would refuse, but he nodded and lay down next to him, and James held out the blanket for him.The sofa was a bit crowded, after all, it was not intended for people to lie on, let alone two people.It took them a while to adjust their posture so that the hard bones didn't interfere with each other.

There was one more person, and the added temperature reassured him, and James fell asleep again.

This time, he dreamed of his parents, the fireplace in winter, he and his father climbed the mountain together, the snow covered the ground, even the branches were bent, and there was only the sound of wind, whistling wind.He'd never seen them fight, or show negative emotions, at least not in front of him.He wanted to stay with them forever.In the dream, he would not tell him that they were all gone.

James opened his eyes again, tears streaming down his face, hot and hot enough to choke him.

Sirius said suddenly, "Do you want to talk about them?"

"No," James said quickly. "You...you want to tell me about yourself? About running away from home...?"

"Oh." Sirius moved, as if caught off guard, he had never told anyone about his feelings, but after a long time, he realized that it wasn't anyone, it was James: "I'm... The first day, I cried." Something trembled in his voice.

James tried to imagine Sirius' family, all he'd ever met was his cousin, but she was also reserved and disdainful, and he had to be realistic.

"I hate them, everyone, their ideology, the pure blood thing, Voldemort stuff. I'm fed up with singing praises every day, being asked to behave every day, I don't want to be labeled as the heir...It was originally me No. And then when I did, I really felt like, I don't want to, so I don't want to." Sirius whispered, his voice almost like a breath: "But the first day , I cried. I...not that I was missing them, it was just..."

"Would you still do it now?" James said, waiting for Sirius' answer, closing his eyes at the same time, regretting he hadn't asked Sirius to turn off the lights, which were too harsh.

sigh?Weird silence?answer?

"I... won't." Sirius said, "Since I have chosen."

Now that all have been chosen.

The next day, Sirius woke up very early, and he suspected that he hadn't slept at all.James' head was buried in his arms, the consciousness

Almost made him freeze.But after three times of encouragement and pep talk, he accepted the reality, and struggled for ten minutes before pushing the messy head out of his arms. He noticed that James was just purring softly, like a kitten making a soft purr. Hurrah.

Sirius simply cleaned himself up, borrowed a new toothbrush from James' house, and then he went out, Apparated, he hadn't been back to his place for a few days, and it was no surprise to see another pile of them in the house that belonged to Lupine stuff.

Or it would be nice to just give up the place to Lupine.He thought so casually, but just thinking about it, he wasn't cheeky enough to think he could live in James' house forever.It was just a special period, and when it was over, he had to come back and live with Lupine.

Lupine sat at the table, seemingly surprised to see him back.

"What's the matter?" Sirius said lazily, "You brought Lily back?"

"Of course not." With no time to think, Lupine flatly denied it, and at the same time blushed to the point of choking: "Don't make such a joke, Sirius."

Well, whatever.Sirius shrugged: "Please, please, you know it's a joke. Any instructions for today?"

"Yes." Lupine pressed his temple and relaxed a little: "Benji has found some news from the Pig's Head Bar. The Death Eaters will have a meeting tonight, and they want to meet more new joiners."

"Location?"

"He doesn't know. Just such a piece of news is not easy." Lupine added with a wry smile: "We have to investigate ourselves."

"I don't know of anything less to look forward to," muttered Sirius, unceremoniously putting Lupine's breakfast in his mouth.

"Going alone again?" Lupine asked good-naturedly.

Sirius hesitated, then said reluctantly, "Probably."

Then he went to take a shower, found a clean set of clothes to change into, and took a jug of milk and a pile of bread—Lupine maintained a delicate expression throughout the process, but did not make any comments—as a looter, he Raising eyebrows at Lupine without shame, apparating with this pile of things, seriously, the benefits of magic are here, you can run anywhere at any time, and you were dying for Voldemort's world war last second , the next second he returned to an ordinary world, the exchange was really fast.

James didn't continue to lie on the sofa, there was the sound of water running in the bathroom, Sirius heated the food and placed it on the dining table, and then James came out, with wet hair, bloodshot eyes, wearing clean clothes, and sat down all at once. On the chair, he took the milk and drank it clean, then yawned contentedly: "I thought you had to leave for another day."

Sirius looked away reluctantly: "I'm just here to deliver breakfast, I'll be leaving right away."

"Take me." James grabbed the bread and suggested enthusiastically, "I can help you a lot now that I have superpowers again."

The temptation is so strong, but I don't want to... Sirius said calmly: "Of course, I have to ask the person in charge."

"Maybe I can go with you to see him. It's more sincere." James showed a little sly to Sirius across the table

Smile.

Damn it!Sirius knew nothing to hide from him.Dumbledore should, perhaps, have said...

"Okay." Sirius smiled with interest: "Let's try." He admitted that he couldn't stand it and asked Dumbledore about everything, maybe he could make a decision by himself, since he has always been on his own make a decision.

"Sorry, Ms. Trelawney, I don't think you are qualified for this position." Dumbledore was sitting at a table in the Pig's Head Bar, almost tiredly said.

This was an ordinary teacher qualification interview, but because the interviewer was the great-great-great-great-great-granddaughter of a very famous and very talented prophet, he made an exception and came here in person. He even thought optimistically, if This lady was as great as her ancestors, and he might be able to get good clues about the war with Voldemort from her.Facts have proved that his luck does not seem to be as good as he imagined.Ms. Trelawney has not inherited her ancestor's talents at all, and from the moment he sat down, she was eager to prove her ability to get the job, but every word she said ended up like gibberish .

This greatly consumed Dumbledore's patience, he stood up, politely refused, took his leave, and was about to leave, when Trelawney spoke suddenly, her expression became very dazed, her voice was rough and hoarse, no more The erratic and mysterious nature of my conversation with Dumbledore, she said.

"Here comes the one who slays the Dark Lord... Born into the family that defeated him three times, born at the end of the seventh month... What he seeks is hidden in his house... No, no, he Modified... The Deathly Hallows became a part of his successor

point……"

There seemed to be a dispute on the other side of the bar. In the noisy chaos, Dumbledore tried his best to hear the words more clearly. The door creaked and a person was kicked out. The dispute finally stopped, only Leaving behind a nasty mess and comments, Trelawney said clearly: "...this is the key to defeating the Dark Lord..."

Her body gradually became limp, and finally she leaned against the small table and snored. Dumbledore straightened his body, and there was a beating light in his eyes.

He didn't come in vain.

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