[Deha] World Starlight

Neville and the rest of Ron's bedroom had heard something, and guessed intelligently.

But Harry didn't ask, he knew that Umbridge must be thinking hard about these people disappearing, so she wouldn't believe Dumbledore's excuses for dealing with her, even though Dumbledore must have told her it was him They were allowed to visit - so at this time, a Slytherin had better not show too much concern about Gryffindor affairs.

In other words, would Fudge believe their plausible excuse of Mr. Weasley being there again?

Harry decided to wait patiently for the start of the Christmas break - and when he and Draco got off the train, he saw Lily and Narcissa waiting on the platform.Although both of them had smiles on their faces, they were obviously a little uneasy.

"Go home first, little dragon." Narcissa hugged Draco after giving Harry a hug, and said, "You will meet again at Christmas."

"Babe, a quick goodbye to Draco," Lily said too.

Harry glanced at Draco, then said to him peacefully, "See you at Christmas, Draco."

"See you at Christmas." Draco also said, and after walking out of the platform, the two of them walked in completely opposite directions.

The author has something to say: Well.

Harry didn't know why the little girl was left behind, was it because she didn't get up that morning?

It's because a silly cat forgot she was there a few days ago.

as well as.

Hahahahahaha I didn't mean to hahahahaha.

Serious face.

☆、Christmas gift Ⅰ

Holly and gold and silver ribbons were hung on the wrought iron ceiling, and snowflakes conjured by magic were piled up on the dark red carpet, shining together with the golden patterns.There was mistletoe hanging in the corner of the stairwell, and mistletoe in many corners of the room, and Harry saw from this that Sirius was keen on it when he was at Hogwarts.

Oh, maybe.

A huge Christmas tree is placed in the living room, with real fairies flying on it, and it seems that twinkling stars can be seen among the needles of the pine trees.Harry curled up on the recliner in front of the fireplace, flipping through one of the many books in Black's old house, which was filled with various obscure principles of magic circles, and filled with gorgeous and complicated magic circle patterns.

Harry turned the page again.

It's the day before Christmas, but there isn't much of a festive vibe to it other than the plethora of Christmas decorations, everyone is so busy, it seems like someone or someone really wants to do something when everyone is celebrating What.Harry never saw Lily and James during the day except the day he got out of the car, and they ran outside every day.James said that because of his position, the Ministry of Magic was in a mess, and no one wanted to stay there except Fudge's cronies.Regulus also went to work every day to take care of the family business, while Remus's business had entered the busiest period, soaking in orders and piles of chocolate every day.

No. 12 Grimmauld Place seems to have become their children's world, but there is no joy or laughter at all. The children of the Weasley family still look sad, and Mrs. Weasley's eyes seem to be always red.

Neville was preoccupied, but Harry knew that he shouldn't be the one to enlighten him, so he kept doing his own thing in silence.

When Draco arrived at dawn on Christmas Eve, Harry opened the door for him.

It seemed to be snowing a little outside, and a soft lamp in front of the door illuminated the flying snowflakes, they fluttered and fell on Draco's hair that was also turned warm yellow by the light, and he was seeing Harry opened the door with a warm smile that seemed to melt the ice.

"Here I am," Draco said to Harry.

"Wait." Harry pulled his suitcase sideways to let Draco go first.

This night was no longer an ordinary Christmas Eve in Harry's life.When the minute and hour hands were pointing to twelve, he heard a soft knock on the door.

"Padfoot?" he thought, and hastily tucked the journal under the covers, got up and opened the door.

——Outside the door is Draco with a meaningful smile.

"Merry Christmas," he said, and saw Harry look back at his watch with an expression that had always been there.

"Merry Christmas." Harry smiled and stepped aside to open the door. "It's a pity you won't see my present until tomorrow morning."

Draco smiled again: "Then you are lucky," he said, "You can see your gift now."

Harry had a faint premonition, but he didn't show anything, but put on an expression of surprise and expectation.And just as he expected, the expression on Draco's face was no longer so aggressive, but became a little hesitant and nervous.

"I don't know if you will like this gift." Draco said, looking at Harry unblinkingly with his pale eyes, and clenched his hands in his pockets nervously, "I have been preparing for a long time, research I have read a lot of books and tried many times... But these are not important, but I don't know if you will accept it..."

"I know what happened, there must be something going in the direction that everyone didn't expect...I can feel it. So, if all the signs and my premonition are correct...I can't imagine what will happen after this peaceful day tomorrow."

Harry bit his lip lightly.

"I originally wanted to propose to you, you know Harry." Draco smiled, "Get engaged first, that's what I thought—although I gave you a less formal ring a long time ago .”

Before Harry could speak, Draco said again: "But if you put the ring on your ring finger for engagement, I don't think it's very solemn and the occasion is not right, and I want to give you all I cherish and love." Solemnly."

Harry smiled and sighed softly, but he didn't interrupt Draco's words, although he wanted to show that the other party also spoke his heart, and wanted the other party to know that he thought the same way.

"So, I figured out a way." Draco took out a green velvet box from his pocket, opened it solemnly, and took out two necklaces from it—oh, Harry thought it was at first It was a necklace, but upon closer inspection, a snake-shaped ring hung beneath the silver chain.

There seemed to be obvious differences between the two rings, one was inlaid with silver-gray gemstones at the position of the snake's eyes, and the other was inlaid with green gemstones - he quickly understood what this meant.

"Fog stone, there is nothing unique except that it is more precious. There are some enhancement effects and the like, but I don't think it is very useful." Draco said not very concerned, "Then this is a better-colored emerald. Well, I engraved the name on the ring, and then used some magic, which is a bit complicated, so I won’t go into details.”

Harry nodded with a smile, his green eyes unblinking as he looked at Draco, who was somewhat reserved, with an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"I used a little blood. Wizard's blood is the medium through which many magics are connected, and I just want to use magic to create a certain connection between you and me through these two rings-as long as the ring is worn by our side, we can feel forever. to each other."

"Fantastic magic." Harry admired, then looked at Draco, approached him, and lowered his head slightly. "Come on," he said briskly, "trap me, and I can't wait to trap you."

Only Merlin knew how excited he was when he said this shameless sentence.

Draco laughed, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief. He stepped forward and gently put the chain on Harry, and the snake with silver gray eyes was entangled on his chest - Harry looked down for a while (the inside of the ring is engraved Draco Malfoy), then took the ring up with thumb and forefinger, and kissed it to his lips.

Draco's ears turned red.

Harry looked at Draco with the same green eyes as the ring, and then took the ring from his hand, which represented him. Unfortunately, the ring cannot be put on the opponent's hand, but it is only worn around the neck of the opponent as a necklace .Harry suddenly remembered the simple little ring from last Christmas - he put that together with Draco's letter.

Draco also had the same thought, but he started to think about the picture of wearing the ring on the other party's hand when he got married.

"Although it's almost interesting as a necklace belt, but..." Harry raised his eyebrows and squeezed Draco's chin, "There are still necessary steps—oh, by the way, what should you do after exchanging rings at the wedding?" Come on, kiss?"

Draco, whose jaw was pinched, couldn't bear Harry's rambling at this moment, he pushed Harry's shoulder directly, put him down on the bed not far behind him, bent over and squeezed Harry instantly Harry's jaw, just like Harry pinched him just now.

Feng Shui turns.

Harry could feel Draco's breath, his soft lips rubbed against his, and the cool mint taste on his wet tongue...

Draco's hand was no longer pinching Harry's chin, but on his neck, between his hair... They kissed each other, they could hear each other's pounding heartbeat, hot breath, the temperature of the skin passed through the touch. Every piece is conveyed, and the mood is also conveyed at the same time.

That feeling of being so in love...

The joy of Christmas swirls and turns under the warm yellow street lamps, and then the sky gradually reveals the faint morning light. +

Harry had spent his morning unwrapping presents—packets piled up at the end of his bed.From it, he opened Hermione's homework planner (I don't know how Hermione would think that he, a good-looking Slytherin, needs this), Hagrid's fang wallet (to be honest, Harry has always liked this wallet ), Ron's Bibi Beans gift box set, Neville's Rodley flower seed (mum will love it), and the twins' all products gift box set.

What surprised him the most was Padfoot, a cosmic globe signed by the moon face and the prongs. It is about the size of two palms and made of special materials. It seems infinitely large when viewed in it. The planets inside operate in a regular manner , the constellations are clearly visible, and from time to time there will be a gorgeous nebula and black hole from the explosion to swallow a certain planet-the instruction contained in the box reads: Auxiliary supplier for magical prank makers Prongs, Padfoot and Moon Face The three gentlemen proudly present Reflecting Galaxy, the world's first limited edition, which has a good brain-opening and hypnotic effect. Of course, the most obvious use is to help users know more planets, zoom in and out at will, and no longer have to worry about the grades in astronomy class.

"I just took a shortcut," Harry muttered, "Drawing star maps and the like... No, I've never worried about my grades in astronomy..."

What Rael sent was the trial printing of the first edition of the book that Black Company is currently working on. It was still the first edition of the first edition. He wrote on it: For Harry, I hope he will remember that books are always his best. Friends, and family are his eternal backing.

Harry put all these gifts into the new schoolbag that Lily gave him. The shoulders are made of leather, rainproof and moisture-proof, with infinite expansion space and filled with floating magic. Gifts are always the most thoughtful and practical, and then throw on a new stag sweater.

And the most special gift for him is now under his round neck sweater and long-sleeved shirt, the temperature of the skin is stained, and it also affects a faint feeling in his heart.

The author has something to say: Did I go too far hahahaha I'm sorry Draco I really didn't mean to_(:з」∠)_

☆、Christmas gift Ⅱ

Harry washed everything up and went downstairs. Sure enough, he saw a table of delicious breakfast in the kitchen. After Kreacher put a bright red rose into the vase on the long table, he said good morning to Harry. Ann: "Merry Christmas, Master Harry."

"Merry Christmas, Kreacher," Harry said with a smile, "What a great breakfast, thank you." Then he resisted the desire to sit down at the table and eat, "Then I'll wake them up and eat. "

"No, I'll just go." Kreacher bowed slightly, "Thank you little Harry for giving me Mrs. Skoll's all-purpose stain removal suit and work gloves. I used it a little and it really saved me a lot of work." Woolen cloth."

"You're welcome." Harry, who was chewing on the crispy toasted bread with blueberry jam, nodded and echoed, "Our family has always used that, and it's really good... This bread is much better than the one I baked .”

The house-elf, who looked a little old, looked at Harry's faceless breakfast lovingly like a grandfather, smiled, and went upstairs to call the others.

Kreacher came back soon, and behind him was Draco who was wearing a couple sweater with Harry—this year Lily used the same color thread for both sweaters, and the only thing that could distinguish Harry and Draco was the pattern on the chest , Draco's is a slightly bigger dragon than last year.

"You woke up so early." Draco sat down next to Harry, holding up a glass of milk and asked casually.

But before Harry's answer came out, they heard a violent slamming of the window from the next room, and then the door was closed carefully, as if they didn't want others to find out, but Weasley The sound of Madam's sobbing still came intermittently into the kitchen not far from their room.

"..." Harry looked at Draco, who shook his head at him, then ate his breakfast slowly.Harry also finished his breakfast in this heart-wrenching environment, and was quickly pulled out of the dining room by Draco.

Harry met the handsome Regulus at the door, who seemed to be in good spirits.Regulus glanced at the small clock on the high table in the hall, raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked, "Have you finished your breakfast?"

"Yeah, Rael," said Harry, "Merry Christmas! Thank you for the present I love it."

"I also like the gift you gave, and Draco's..." Regulus said with a wink.

Harry glanced at the stairs: "Where's Sirius?" Draco stood silently facing Regulus' mocking eyes.

"I'm taking a shower..."

Harry lowered his voice, looked towards the door not far away, and said, "I just heard Mrs. Weasley... Oh, something must have happened, I think you should go and see..."

Regulus glanced at the direction of Mrs. Weasley's room, then nodded, "I see, and I probably know the reason...don't worry."

Then Harry was taken back to his room forcefully by Draco.

"I'm not telling you to ignore other people's business, but this is their family business, and you don't even have the position to understand it, let alone intervene." Draco sat on the small sofa, with a small table next to him. He was holding a book and a teapot and teacup, but instead of picking up the half-read book, he just stared at Harry standing at the door until he obediently walked over and sat on the bed opposite him.

"I know." Harry murmured, "I just go to the same school with other people's children, and it's not a good relationship..." Harry knew how to bow his head in front of Draco, and then put himself in a active position.

But today... wow, the situation is obviously not as simple as Harry thought.

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't intend to make a long discussion with you on this matter," Draco looked at Harry leisurely, and motioned him to look at the head of the bed with his eyes.

Harry saw his Christmas present for Draco on the bedside table, a pair of cufflinks and a brooch, they were casually placed in a flannel box by Draco, and it was obvious at a glance that he didn't cherish them very much—— Harry couldn't figure out whether it was because of his own aesthetic vision...it shouldn't be, he thought he bought the best-looking one in the limited edition (the least limited edition), Draco had no reason to be so disgusted.

"To be honest, I think it's time to have a good talk with you on this issue, but it's your freedom to think about what to give, and I can't express my feelings to you too directly—" Draco Pausing for a moment, he glanced at the bewildered Harry, who blinked innocently at him twice.

"However, the disparity this time is too great. You can't imagine the psychological gap before and after I opened your gift for the first time this morning." Draco frowned slightly, "If you say now that you give me If you have a share of everything, then I'd be happy—”

Harry's expression was a little stiff, he thought he understood what Draco meant...

"But based on what I've known about you for 15 years, such accessories are not your favorite style, so when you were choosing a Christmas gift for me, you definitely didn't mean to wear a couple's style with me."

Harry opened his mouth, about to say something, and then found himself unable to explain himself.

"And me, if you didn't send me, then I have as many of these things as I want, and how can I be short of this one." The expression on Draco's face made Harry feel a little bad, "And even if you gave me, Why should I wear such an ordinary and unrefined thing?"

Sure enough - Draco has already activated the indiscriminate attack mode.Harry, who was directly opposite the gunfire, took a deep breath and corrected his attitude of admitting his mistake: "I think I understand what you mean completely, and I swear to you that this is the last time I make this kind of mistake."

"And then?" Draco asked with a smile, "What are you going to do?"

"Uh..." Harry choked on Draco's words for countless times in his life. He recalled the prices of those three little things in his mind, and then silently lamented his dying wallet.

Draco's expression turned cold for a moment. "I knew it," he said. "I could walk around London with you in shorts and half-sleeves, but you never wanted to be part of my life. When did I see you in a dress... yeah Ah, when do you ever wear dresses but balls and balls?"

"Hey..." Harry sighed helplessly, and then called out Draco's name in a drawl, "Draco, I'm—sorry, I admit I didn't realize this before you said it problem, and my low EQ brain can't think of any way to make you happy quickly..." Harry looked into Draco's eyes, and said sincerely and docilely, "So, no matter what you say, I will listen carefully, And correct yourself."

Draco was clearly pleased with Harry's answer: "I've ordered another pair of cufflinks and a brooch this morning, and you'll want to wear them to any occasion I need to wear them and you'll be with me."

"Of course." Harry nodded.

"Also, in order for you to recognize and remember your mistakes more clearly, I need you to give me another Christmas present." Draco raised the corner of his mouth lightly, "Of course, it won't be too much trouble, I just want Take a picture with you."

"What's the problem!" Harry was full of confidence, thinking that the storm had passed, "Have you brought your camera? Do you want me to go to Sirius to get one."

"Of course I did," Draco said. "Now you and I, camera and tripod are all ready, just a corridor and a hanging mistletoe."

Harry understood the meaning of Draco's words, he was a little surprised at first, but then couldn't help laughing.

"Oh yes," Draco added, "we'll have to wait until there are fewer people, because I'm worried you'll be shy."

"Thank you." There was an obvious smile in Harry's words, and he said kindly, "After lunch, they will go to St. Mungo's to visit Mr. Weasley."

After the usual Christmas lunch, Mad-Eye and Remus led the Weasleys, Hermione and Neville to St. Mungo's.Because the subway was closed for Christmas, they asked Sirius to drive again, and the other party was more than happy to let the babes who had left the ashes in the garage out to enjoy the sun and wind, although they could only drive one car anyway.

"Don't forget to go to the sixth floor to see your old friend," Harry reminded Sirius leaning against the door frame when he returned to his room to get the car keys, "By the way, bring back that ugly plant, I'm worried that he will affect the patient's mood... ...Oh yes, remember to buy a pot of crab claw orchid, if you are happy, you can add some small seasonings as you like."

Sirius winked at Harry.

From the window, Harry watched the black car downstairs gradually go away, and then looked back carefully at the ribbon full of bells and the holly and mistletoe garland hanging on the window frame, white The small berries stand out among the emerald green leaves.

Harry took two steps to the right and he was completely under it - Draco was adjusting the angle of the camera not far from him, Harry looked at him, and after a while he looked up and gestured to him.

"It is said that couples who kiss under the mistletoe will stay together forever."

Draco spoke slowly and solemnly as he walked towards Harry.

Harry moved two steps to the right with a smile on his lips, and then opened his arms towards Draco: "I promise you, and I also pray for our future... Well, under the witness of Merlin."

Draco had one arm around Harry's waist, the other on the nape of Harry's neck, and Harry was in a similar position—two people kissing each other in the bright midday sun and mistletoe, and The camera faithfully recorded the deepening kiss.

Until a long time.

☆、Christmas GiftⅢ

In the afternoon, the happy children of the Weasley family and the breathless Mrs. Weasley came back. From their performance, Harry could clearly see that Mr. Weasley must be in good condition recently, but perhaps What did he do to make his wife angry... Haha, of course he is also very good at making Mrs. Weasley happy.

Remus, Sirius, and Moody walked behind them, all three of them showing more or less the same expression when they saw Harry waiting in the foyer.But Harry knew that Remus and Sirius might be smiling at him to reassure him, and Moody must have seen the ring on his chest, and he would soon find the ring on Draco's neck. There was an obvious pair of rings hanging on his neck—but so what?

He is willing to let his family and friends know about their relationship. Perhaps this age may be a little earlier, but how many students have not fallen in love early?

Sirius, who was at the end, put his arms around Harry's shoulders, and led him upstairs together, and then shook a small dragon skin bag hanging on his waist with Harry in the dark stairwell: "Tonight, I'm going to give you a handbag." I can give this to Lily."

"What about things other than this allocation?" Harry asked.He didn't really care if Lily got this precious pot of devil's net, because their yard was scary enough.

"Well," Sirius thought for a moment, as they walked slowly, and by this time Remus and Moody were out of sight, "he's recovering, but who knows when he'll be well enough to Talk and recall those things. We'll tell him to shut up and play dumb, just to lure the snake out."

"Nobody knows when he's going to touch that plant."

"As long as he stays in the state of lying on the hospital bed forever, no 'who' really cares whether he lives or dies." Sirius said coldly, but his brows were always furrowed, obviously Reveal some irritability.

Harry knew what he was upset about - there was something that started the darkness, right after the Christmas holidays, but they couldn't and couldn't stop that.

"We must lie dormant at this time, Sirius..." Harry held Sirius' hand, exerting a little strength, "Must!" He emphasized again, "Now that the blade of public opinion is pointed at us, then we must Voldemort has to let his feet slip, just like last time, directly in the lobby of the Ministry of Magic, in front of Cornelius Fudge."

"Don't think about Azkaban, this was bound to happen—everything after that was bound to happen—"

"Do you know what will happen when he hears that prophecy?" Sirius growled at him, his black eyes full of disapproval and concern.

Harry let go of his hand and shook his head slightly. "Don't worry," he said firmly, "nothing will happen."

Sirius looked at Harry, in this dim environment, he couldn't see Harry's face clearly, he didn't know what kind of expression he had, and what kind of fire was in his eyes - but he only relied on his understatement I can see something through the words——

"He had already made his choice on the day he was about to die... He was self-righteous, hmph." Harry sneered, "so nothing will change."

——He sees so thoroughly that he has already seen through fate and life and death. Although he will be confused and stubborn, he will not stop.

——As long as the road is right, you are not afraid of the long road.

This year's Christmas was the busiest in Harry's lifetime - countless small fireworks kept blooming in the sky, the adults talked about some interesting things they could say, and the children chattered in groups. .Lily prepared a delicious little dessert, and James, who drank two more glasses, took Harry's left hand and squinted his eyes for a long time (the five letters left white marks on it that were obviously different from the skin next to it), and then viciously He gave Harry a look, and said, "Don't be afraid, son, your father and I got rid of that old toad sooner or later."

"I'm looking forward to it," Harry said, "but I've seen this sentence three times in the letter alone, and you have also caused her a lot of trouble at the Ministry of Magic."

"No," James raised his index finger and shook it in front of Harry's eyes, "I want her to die."

Harry not only remembered the contents of the previous letter, but then nodded firmly: "I think in the future, I will find a crime that can send her to death."

Although there were some drunken words in what James said, Harry couldn't handle it at all.

At eleven o'clock, Mrs. Weasley began to drive the children to take a bath and go to bed. Lily, who could save them from the storm, was leaning against James and whispering. Regulus, who was sitting opposite, was holding a pocketbook. Show it to Sirius.

Sitting there drinking his drink with a smile on his lips, Remus noticed that Harry's eyes raised his glass to him, and his smile grew wider.

Harry returned an equally bright smile, and said softly, "Good night."

"Good night," Remus said softly.

Harry followed Draco and left the restaurant, but looked back in front of the door at Sirius, who was studying the little book in his hand carefully - it seemed that the other party was the one he had seen in old photos and Snape's memories. Appearance: With the bravery of a lion and warm fur, proud and reckless; also troubled, but never decadent and irritable.Maybe it's because all kinds of captivity in the past have faded like a distant dream, and now he is like an eagle fighting the sky.

A wolf preparing to bite the throat of its prey.

And Remus, um, is as gentle and wise as a third grader, young, with no wrinkles between his brows and a thousand holes in his chest.Harry seldom sees a melancholy expression on his face, but he always sees a completely trusting and tolerant smile when he is with James and Sirius... But it cannot be denied that the wolf nature is in his bones , no matter how docile the wolf behaves in front of the family, the wolf will always be a wolf.

Harry showed a smile that he didn't know whether it was relief or relief, left the kitchen, turned and went upstairs.

At this time when every family is reunited and laughing together, the branches and roofs are covered with snowflakes. It is estimated that the snow on the asphalt road will not fall on the first footprint until the next morning. The sound of Christmas carols is accompanied. Snowflakes are flying everywhere, and the night and the eternal lights complement each other, presenting a warm red hue.

When the Christmas bell rang, Hermione was holding Crookshanks and watching Neville and Ron play wizard chess. Ron was wearing a maroon red sweater newly knitted by Mrs. Weasley, and Neville was wearing a Longbottom on his head. The hat of the new pajamas that Mrs. mailed him, but he hadn't changed into the pajamas yet.

George and Fred were lying under the covers, writing, scratching, and researching the formula of new products.

Mrs. Weasley was lying on the bed, her eyes closed and she seemed to be asleep, but her brows were tightly furrowed.

Lily and James are still in the kitchen, they are the only two left here, and the light of the candle has become ambiguous.Lily was leaning on James' shoulder, and James' arms were around her waist... Neither of them spoke, as if they were quietly walking on a date in Hogwarts back then, and both of them had that smile on their lips. A smile that makes people feel warm as soon as they see it, just like back then.

In his room, Remus opened the letter from Spider's End. Although there were only a few words on the letter, the words were still so beautiful that people couldn't help scratching them, and then treasured the letter—although he also I have seen when the other party's writing was ugly.

Sirius stroked Regulus's back, deepening their embrace in response.

Kreacher glanced out of the snowy window, and then looked up at the numerous portraits on the wall with vivid voices.The red Christmas hat is worn between his two big ears, but it doesn't make him festive and cute at all, but it makes his big watery eyes even more sad.

Harry and Draco embraced under the Christmas tree, cherished kisses on each other's lips, the bells were tinkling, the waves were spreading, and the snowflakes were trembling.

Who said that as long as you hug and kiss under the Christmas tree when the bells ring on Christmas Eve, the friendship between each other can always be maintained, whether it is love or friendship.

Dumbledore walked through the silent, snowy night, the warm yellow light of the street lights reflected the snow flying and falling snow in a small piece of sky, just like a night many, many years ago-it was also Christmas for thousands of years Nothing special in one night.

The bells of Godric's Hollow, the bells of Grimmauld Place, the bells of Hogwarts, the bells of Nurmengard...

Jingle bells on Christmas Eve.

The years are lingering.

One night near the end of the Christmas vacation, Harry suddenly saw Professor Snape walking into the hall behind Regulus who had just returned home, with snow on his cloak and a stern face that looked like a classmate. This assignment feels like rubbish.

"To the study?" Regulus greeted Harry with a smile, then asked Snape.

"Yeah." Professor Snape nodded indifferently, "Harry," he called out to Harry who was standing at the door of the stairwell stupidly, "go and call Longbottom to Rael's study, speed."

"Oh, oh." Harry hurried upstairs, his sluggish brain finally remembered what was going on, but completely forgot that he went to the kitchen because there was still a pot of corn chowder on the fire .

This incident seemed to be just a small episode to people other than Neville, and Neville himself did not have the same resistance and reluctance that Harry had back then.The holiday is coming to an end, and everyone is going to be busy with their studies or work again. Mr. Weasley has also recovered and been discharged from the hospital. Everyone is happy.

The next day, the Christmas holiday officially came to an end. After lunch, they were going to take the Knight Bus back to Hogwarts. Moody and Remus escorted them.It was a cloudy day, as cold as ever, gray and chilly in the morning.

Harry was wearing heavy clothes, with a Slytherin silver and green scarf around his neck. From the color alone, Slytherin and Gryffindor were really distinct.Draco, with his hands in his pockets, looked as handsome as any star sought after by the Muggle world.

He followed Harry's gaze - the gate of NO.12 gradually became smaller, and then the house shrank rapidly. The houses on both sides stretched over and squeezed it, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. It means that this short reunion time is over.

It ends like this, and then goes to the always far away place.

"Come on," said Harry, and Remus drew out his wand,