[HP] If Dudley had a sister

The chamber of secrets was opened.

All Hogwarts students know this.They were happy with the attack on Mrs. Loris, so that Filch would have one less right-hand man on his night watch.

But soon the students fell into a panic, because some students were actually attacked.

That was a pretty girl from Gryffindor.

It was rumored that she was going back to the Gryffindor lounge alone after class, but she ran into danger on the way.She lay cold and stiff in the infirmary, as if alerting those who hadn't realized the danger.Her friends were filled with remorse, and Miss Know-it-All, who had always thought she was good and kept her cool, burst into tears.Principal Dumbledore was warned and punished for the attack on the students, and Professor Snape personally brewed a healing potion for her, and Lockhart declared that he would protect all the students who admired him.

The students of Slytherin are the only ones who will not panic, especially the pure blood faction headed by Draco.

When Cedric saw Deborah on the clean white sheets, the girl was lying motionless, and her clear blue eyes seemed to be frozen, as if seeing something that frightened her.There were many condolences piled up beside the bed, and Cedric silently put another one on top.

Please get well.

The boy made a wish piously.

Cedric played with the girl's beautiful long blond hair. When he used to do this, the girl stared at him in embarrassment and quickly stopped.

"You shouldn't be like this..." Cedric said sullenly.

——You should laugh happily, go jumping on the lawn, you should be angry with me, laugh at my stupidity, squint your eyes and make intimate gestures.

He doesn't want to lose her.

But when he lost her, he realized it.

He should have realized it earlier, when he was not overly repelled by her inadvertent familiarity and intimacy.Thinking of this, it seemed that something sprouted in Cedric's heart. He looked at Deborah's stiff face, and his vision slowly blurred.

"Sorry……"

Cedric lowered his head and gently kissed the girl's forehead.

"What are you doing--"

Cedric straightened his hands and face in a panic, and subconsciously looked towards the door. There was a black-haired boy about Deborah's age standing there. Cedric recognized him—the Boy Who Lived, who had defeated Mysterious man's savior.

Also Deborah's cousin.

The Hufflepuff student, who is currently a child, stood up nervously, feeling like he was caught/rapped in bed by a parent (yuck).

#On how to get the approval of my brother-in-law (not)#

"I……"

"Thank you for coming to see Deborah, goodbye." Harry didn't even look at him, and gently wiped the girl's forehead with his hand.He would run over to accompany Deborah almost after class.

"I heard that you and your friends have been inquiring about the Chamber of Secrets, and I thought I could help—" Cedric said.

But Harry obviously didn't give Cedric the answer he wanted. He glanced at him lightly and said, "Thank you, but we don't need your help. Ron and I can make that monster get what it deserves." .”

"One more person is more strength!" Cedric showed a warm smile, trying to convince Harry.

"You're just Deborah's friend, and I... I'm her family," said Harry.

Cedric choked, feeling weird for a moment—Harry hated himself, and it didn't seem like he'd just kissed his sister's forehead for more than that.There seemed to be a depressed mood around the dark-haired boy, and Cedric could only blame himself for being "a pervert who molested his sister when she was injured" in the eyes of his brother-in-law.

"Then... goodbye," Cedric said.

Harry nodded silently.

Cedric is a very good person, but also a very good person. In the past, Cedric also occasionally met Harry in Quidditch matches, and then taught Harry Quidditch skills.Harry would have treated Cedric more kindly if he hadn't seen Cedric kissing Debbie.

But he saw it.

After recovering from his injury, Sirius applied to live in the Gryffindor dormitory. Harry was very happy to live so close to his godfather, but Sirius was assigned tasks by Dumbledore and often disappeared.So now there are only two patients living in the medical room, or one person and one cat, all of whom were attacked because the secret room was opened.

Madam Pomfrey went to find Snape to find an antidote, and Harry stayed in the silent room, watching Deborah silently.

He suddenly remembered that when he was watching the Mirror of Erised, the grown-up Deborah was wearing a white dress and holding his hand. With the blessing of everyone, he put a ring on Deborah—but he was still a The girl's Deborah was lying on the bed, as if mocking him brightly: You see, it was just an illusion.

The girl of your dreams is now in danger and you don't even know how to avenge her.

Harry thought again of Malfoy yelling, "It's your turn next, Mudblood!"

"Malfoy—" Harry gritted his teeth.

Harry felt that he had found a clue, and he contacted the clue he found (in fact, it was specially prepared by Dumbledore), intending to discuss countermeasures with his reliable friends.

He felt he had to speed up, not just to avenge Deborah, but to protect Hermione, his friend and Muggle-born wizard who Malfoy loathed.

Before leaving, Harry did not forget to kiss Deborah's forehead. The boy's movements were full of childishness, and he finally showed a satisfied smile. This was the first time Harry laughed from the bottom of his heart after Deborah was attacked. .

Deborah, who was under the petrification spell, fell into a strange dream.

It wasn't a great premonition dream, nor was it a lucid dream that could give people some peace of mind. She just dreamed of her third eye.

"Deborah, are you hiding something from me?" Cedric, 17, asked in a deep voice in the dream.

Deborah stood opposite him in a daze, and she felt that his expression was full of doubts and worries—but why?

With a chaotic mind, she only remembered one thing.

appease him.

The girl showed a delicate smile. She walked over and hugged the 17-year-old boy. After feeling the boy's body stiffen slightly, she smiled softly, "Sed, you are so cute."

The boy sighed, and pampered her head: "Don't praise boys for being cute...so you—"

"I'm fine," Deborah said firmly.

She couldn't remember what happened, and her tone became more firm, making people unconvincing.She's fine, she still remembers giving Seid a birthday present... It seems to be Seid's... 14th birthday?

Cedric in the dream showed a helpless smile.When Deborah was happy to see Cedric not so sad, she laughed too.

But before she was happy for a long time, everything around her became blurred again, and she suddenly found that the boy standing opposite fell to the ground.

"Sed...?" Deborah said hesitantly.

The boy stretched out his hand to stop her. His expression turned into sadness and fear. Deborah felt a little sad. She felt that the boy was afraid of what he was going to do next.At the same time, she also thought that she could not see the boy who smiled so gently before so sad, she knelt down slowly, and when she wanted to hug him, she found that she was holding a bottle of medicine in her hand.

Drink it, drink it, Deborah heard the inner voice say.

When she couldn't think of anything, she obeyed her heart and drank the medicine slowly. The 17-year-old boy also slowly closed his eyes and passed out in despair.

The girl realized that she was gradually becoming a boy.

She kept running, running, running in the mist... On this long road, she heard a high and cold voice: "Kill that tall and thin man."

Subconsciously, she took out her wand to defend herself. She didn't know what to do, but she still recited the spell.

"Trash! You can't even kill a student." The voice said again.

Deborah raised her wand hesitantly—she felt suddenly out of her control.

"She" silently watched the Death Eaters surround her, and "her" cousin, the Boy Who Lived, became a prop for resurrection.

"Poor Dark Lord, it has become so unbearable--" Deborah heard "myself" say this, she felt that her heart was filled with hatred, and in the messy development, she heard "myself" read or not? past spell.

——I swear by my life, with flesh and blood as my formation, with my soul as my law, and with Meilin as my witness, you and I will live and die together, with my soul suffering forever, I curse your soul for suffering forever, with my life Day and night wear out, curse your life day and night to die out.

Deborah felt herself kneeling on the ground, twitching all over, but when she was in pain, she felt happy.

Confused thoughts blocked her from continuing to think: she hates this person very much, why?

In a daze, Deborah saw a man walking towards her slowly. The man had a pale face with a skull, big black red eyes, and a nose as flat as a snake's nose. His expression was full of resentment. Hate—a realization that subconsciously terrified Deborah.

"When did you seduce me—no—this face of yours is not yours—" the man said angrily, his hand touching Deborah's face, and his voice trailed off , getting weaker and weaker, and the Death Eaters surrounded the man to support the man. Everyone's expressions seemed gloomy and dark. The cold hands they held Deborah made people feel frightened, and they held her tightly to prevent her from falling. Move again.

Deborah was hurt and scared.

too horrible……

Scary, scary, scary, scary, scary, scary, scary, scary, scary, scary, scary, scary, scary, scary, scary, scary, scary, scary, scary, scary, scary, scary, scary! ! !

"Deborah!"

Deborah heard a familiar shout, and she opened her eyes as if remembering everything, and she found that there were no Death Eaters around her, and there was no newly resurrected Voldemort.

Her eyes widened as Harry, Ron and Hermione sat beside her.What caught the eye was the clean sheets, and the smell was the fresh air—Harry was holding her left hand tightly, and Hermione and Ron were holding her right hand when she had just had a nightmare.

"It's scary..." She sniffled.

Deborah lowered her head and kept crying loudly, tears dripping on the bedding.The trio hugged her gently together, thinking that Deborah was reminded of the basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets.

"It's all right. It's all right," said Harry.

He whispered softly in Deborah's ear:

"I will protect you."

The author has something to say: simple memories in the dream of the third week, Deborah didn't immediately think of her reborn life when she was dreaming, it just felt like a very vague memory dream.

The expression is endless, isn't the amount of information a bit large...?

Speaking of which, Harry has such a high sense of presence... It's all because he grew up with the heroine.

Cedric wasn't next to the waking heroine because Harry did it on purpose. He stayed there and Ced saw that he didn't dare to make "brother-in-law" angry.

So people who don't know the truth are miserable.

This article is not long, more than [-] words should be able to finish it ^ω^