[HP] Companion

As a child I often had dreams about my parents.My father is a handsome man with black hair and blue moo. He always dresses himself up very decently. He shaved his beard clean, his face is clean and tidy, and he wears a high-quality suit to set him off even more. trim.My mother is blonde and blue-eyed. She is holding my father's hand and looks petite and lovely.

In the dream, they behaved decently and smiled kindly. They stood at the gate of the orphanage and waved to me. They held me in their arms and said they would take me away.But often at this time, I will wake up from this dream, and after waking up, I will regret why I didn't ask more in the dream, why they abandoned me, and when they would come to pick me up.

It's just a dream.Tom used to tell me that, he said it was all just my imagination.They can't be my parents, the dreams are all fake.Yet my gut tells me they are.

But even if this dream is unreal, it is my happiest memory in the orphanage.This dream keeps repeating, ever since I can remember, this is the only dream I have ever had.

However, after my first magic riot, I never dreamed again.

However, on Christmas Eve night, I had this dream again.When I woke up in the early morning of Christmas the next day, I was not in a good state. Everyone else in the dormitory had left. I lay in bed and was in a daze for more than ten minutes before I struggled to get up and wash.

After washing up, I went to look for my presents under the Christmas tree. Apart from my roommate and a few classmates, Bill and Tom also brought them.Bill gave me a history of magic, which was hard to find, and Tom gave me a brand new school robe. I don’t know the material of the robe, but the dark pattern embroidered on it hides the magic circle and the protection spell. From that, I knew the robe was worth a fortune.I couldn't help but speculate about Tom's thoughts, and finally I gave up guessing. Since he was going to send me, I just accepted it.

After saying Merry Christmas to everyone in the common room, I went straight to the kitchen.The convenience of the Hufflepuff common room is that it is close to the kitchen, so you can eat at any time.Anyway, during the holidays, there is no need to go to the auditorium.

When I came out of the kitchen I saw Tom, leaning against the wall, saw me and said, "I knew you were here."

What could be more spooky than seeing Tom at the kitchen door?It took me two seconds to speak: "...I thought you would be in Slytherin?"

"Are you having nightmares again?"

Tom asked me back.Anyway, it wasn't a day or two since he didn't answer my question. I didn't argue with him, and nodded along with his question.Tom always thought this dream that haunted me for years was a nightmare, even though I was so happy to see my parents in the dream: "It was always the same dream. They showed up at the orphanage and said they were going to take me away, and all of a sudden they Disappeared, and I was standing there by myself. I haven't had this dream since I was seven years old, and today—it's so strange."

"It's just a dream."

"It's not just a dream. Tom, you know that better than I do."

Some people think wizard dreams are bad omens, and I know that's not true, but this same dream reappearing after a few years of disappearance - it's a sign of something.

I watched Tom slowly frowning: "Then what do you want to do?"

"I want to find them."

Tom immediately laughed, which made me a little angry, and I think he guessed that I would reply, after all, there was nothing I could do but call them.Thinking of this, I was even more annoyed: "Then what good opinion do you have, Mr. Riddle?"

"Abraxas Malfoy's father has some power in the Ministry of Magic. It's easy to find someone."

Then I asked Tom, but some time ago I was thinking about how to get rid of him, and my anger was helplessly extinguished: "Then I'll do it myself."

"You want to distance yourself from me, Alice."

"Tom, do you know what you look like now? A poor ghost trying to please everyone."

"And you, Alice? A loner Hufflepuff?"

When we were in the common room, someone said that it snowed heavily during the night.The cold wind roared across my face, dancing on the skin like polished knife points.The snow at this time can already submerge the calf.Many students who stayed in school have already built snowmen, and some threw snowballs with magic.Tom and I walked out of Hogwarts one after the other until we reached the Black Lake.The black lake is frozen for thousands of miles, and the places closer to the shore are covered with fallen leaves, and the grassland has long since withered and yellowed. In this deserted place, the decay and withering of everything is even more glaring.

"Forget about that dream, Alice. Every child born in an orphanage has some imaginations."

"Then do you have the same idea?"

"...I am more sensible than you." Tom was silent for a while before answering.

"That's because you already have the answer."

Not yet, but he had a clue.Only the blood of Slytherin can speak the snake language, even if Tom can't find his parents, he can live proudly and noblely.We are different.The more I think about it, the sadder it gets.Hufflepuff made me weak. I used to not want to cry so easily. I used to wrap myself up like a hedgehog and never bow to any difficulty.

"Alice."

"Sorry for ruining your Christmas," I closed my eyes, holding back my tears, "but why did you come to me at Christmas time? I thought Slytherins had such a thing as a Yule Ball? Or You're going to be invited to a family reunion . . . or something."

Tom said nothing more.

His silence made me think of many reasons for a moment, but I didn't say anything more after all.The winter in London is still too cold, even if the robe Tom sent has spell protection, it can't resist the cold weather.We didn't stay long, and returned to the castle the same way.

I walked behind Tom, keeping a distance from him.If you are not caring, you will not notice that we are walking together.At this point I was still wondering, why did Tom come to see me at Christmas?I thought he didn't want any contact with Hufflepuffs, so he naturally distanced himself from me.But what's going on now?

Then I had another idea.Maybe it's because I've lived with Tom for so many years and know everything about him.What Tom did in the past is really far from the image he has created now. Maybe he is showing his favor and hopes that I will not reveal her affairs.Maybe no one will believe it, but rumors are always lethal.

We parted after that without saying anything, and I went back to the Hufflepuff common room, opened the door and saw Bill sitting by the fireplace.I was somewhat surprised to see him here. Most of the students from wizarding families chose to go home for Christmas. Even Hufflepuff, which has more students, was quite deserted.It was somewhat of a surprise that Bill was here.

Although Bill was a popular senior in our house, not everyone wanted to be close to him.We saw each other often after Halloween, and his increasingly ambiguous attitude made me shy away from him.However, we had already looked at each other at this moment, and it would be impolite not to say hello, so I bit the bullet and sat opposite him.

"I thought you'd be home for Christmas."

"Going home is no fun, it's the same," Bill shrugged, "but it's different at Hogwarts...every year we meet different people and different things happen, and it's always fun here. For example, this year, I met you, Alice."

"..."

See, it happens every time.Bill would always say some unnutritive love words and lead to silence.I really don't understand why this senior is usually very personable, why he can't detect my embarrassment when it comes to this time.

I later learned from other people at Hufflepuff that this was Bill's first relationship experience and that he had no experience.Although I have never been in love, I finally forgive Bill's childish and abrupt behavior.

"Hogwarts still has many secret passages, and some hidden classrooms, and you will even find the treasures left by the four giants here." It didn't take long for Bill to talk about other topics with great interest, "Bold students, usually Gryffindors, will even go to the Forbidden Forest. Every year, many students indulge in night tours and explore the secrets of Hogwarts. I don't think you have started looking yet, Alice?"

"Hmm... sounds interesting. But if you get caught, it will be miserable, right?"

"Of course. Looking at the gems of Gryffindor, they are basically detained for night tours. Of course, this also includes their violations of school regulations such as using magic in the corridors and buying prohibited items."

Then Bill told me some interesting things about Hogwarts, and it was a rare light-hearted conversation between us.I don't actually dislike him if I can talk to him normally.So I chatted with him for a while, and then we went to lunch.The auditorium was specially decorated, and there was a huge Christmas tree in front of each long table, which was covered with exquisite gift boxes, and some weird gifts could be unpacked from it.Bill dismantled one of them, only to get confetti sprayed all over his face.Me and a few of the Hufflepuffs laughed.

Bill was right, being at Hogwarts was fun.The meal took longer than usual, yet by the time we left there were still many people in the auditorium gathered in twos and threes.I saw Tom sitting at the long Slytherin table, talking politely to others.Beside him, there were two girls unpacking gift boxes, occasionally laughing without affecting others.

He shouldn't have noticed me.I glanced at him and walked out with the Hufflepuff crowd.