grryffindor secret

Chapter 10

They didn't wait until the midnight dance like everyone else did, and Blaise offered to let him show Draco around the Great Hall, because there were always portraits in those hallways that Draco was sure to be interested in.And during this time, Harry can be with his good friends and enjoy their long-lost "Gryffindor world".He and Blaise spent a few minutes convincing Draco, Harry repeatedly assured that he would meet the little boy soon, Draco pouted and asked for another cookie, and walked away with Blaise.

In fact, Harry also felt a little strange, he wondered if he drank too much butterbeer, so that the mode of thinking began to become wobbly, but this was the first time they were technically separated.Since Draco had turned five back that night, they'd almost been conjoined twins.This means that if you see Harry, you will definitely find a little blond boy beside him, or in his arms.And they are never more than two meters apart.

What Harry didn't tell Draco was that, while the boy was exploring with Blaise, he had learned a spell from Hermione.And after they got back to the dorm, he didn't sleep all night, Harry's fulfilling night gave him the honor of getting a pair of dark circles the next day, and he had to cast a powerful charm spell on his own eyes.

Of course he wouldn't forget Draco's Christmas present, Harry confirmed to Blaise that the Slytherin would give Crabbe and Goyle's, and he assured Harry that it wouldn't disappoint Draco, and he just had to prepare his own.

"Good morning, Draco." Harry noticed that the little boy was awake, put away the fruits of his labor, and sat on the edge of Draco's bed to watch him.

"Good morning, Harry." Draco blinked, trying to wake himself up.

"Remember we're going to walk our friend to the platform first today?" Harry said, rubbing the top of Griffin's head, picking up the little boy from the bed and heading to the bathroom, planning to give them a quick shower together, "and then We can go to Hogsmeade." His cheerful tone infected Draco, and the little boy put his arms around his neck and cheered, and Harry nearly slipped and sat in the doorway.

On the first Christmas Eve after the war, almost everyone chose to go home, and he and Draco would be the only two students who stayed in school.Frankly speaking, he was looking forward to the Christmas vacation. He learned that the Grangers had received an invitation from Mrs. Weasley. Their memories had been restored by a professional wizard. In any case, Hermione and Ron needed to go back to the Burrow, logically speaking. He was supposed to go, but this time was different, he wasn't going to take Draco into a group of Weasleys.On the other hand, his roles were reversed when facing Remus.He had promised countless times that he would take care of himself, but the man was still worried, and he was also invited to the Burrow party - as Harry's parent, he had to allow Harry. Snape was allowed to enter Malfoy Manor by the Ministry of Magic. Before he left, he gave Harry a warning look and told him that he would know everything in time, and he temporarily connected the headmaster's office with the fireplace in his room in Malfoy Manor. Best not to cause any trouble.

All this meant that he would enjoy a castle just with him and Draco, for at least two days.

"Harry, are you really not going back to the Burrow with us?" Ron asked again without giving up, and he had repeated this sentence at least four times since he learned that his good buddy had applied for a leave of absence.

"I'm not sure if Draco will be happy when he recovers that he spent Christmas with a roomful of Weasleys at the age of five..." Harry repeated his answer dryly, "he can't go back to the Manor yet, and I promised Take him to Hogsmeade for the holidays."

"Sounds like you and that ferret are best friends..." Ron grumbled.

"Ron!" She hugged Harry gently before Hermione dragged her boyfriend away, "Take care of yourself, Harry, we'll be back after Christmas."

He held Draco in his arms and watched their pals board the train, waving, and even Harry and Blaise saying goodbye and an early Merry Christmas.When all the hustle and bustle subsided, they set off for Hogsmeade.

"I can't wait!" Draco announced.

They almost ransacked the shelves of Honeydukes, and Harry figured that since it was a rare Christmas, he satisfied all the little boy's requests (he chose to forget that he also did the same on weekdays), and they bought enough chocolate frogs , as well as zizi honey candy, and all kinds of novelty candies.He found out that Draco's favorite thing was fudge - unlike him, who had always had a greater interest in chocolate frogs, and of course, his interest was more in the wizard card inside - which he wouldn't admit.

Even though he knew Draco would be back to his normal age in two days, Harry still bought his little boy some children's robes for five year olds, with the Snitch and various dragons on them, everything It's what Draco likes.He bought himself new clothes at the same time, and of course he followed all of Draco's advice again. Harry finally made up his mind to be kind to himself, starting with throwing away those old Dudley clothes in his closet.When they came out of the wizarding clothing store with bags and bags, Harry swore that when Hermione came back, he would ask her how to make a handbag that magically expands the space.

Before noon, they stumbled back to their dormitory and were surprised to find a Christmas tree beside the fireplace.It is full of decorations large and small, from quiet unicorns to restless leprechauns.Griffin, on the other hand, was standing on Harry's bed, hunched over, growling at the shining Christmas tree.Apparently it regarded the appearance of that innocent tree as an intrusion. It didn't know what it was, and it just appeared in the dormitory so suddenly when it was napping.

"Okay Gry," Harry stepped forward to hug Griffin, stroking its feathers comfortingly, and it gradually calmed down, "That's a Christmas tree."

He and Draco sorted out their candy together, and Harry noticed that the five-year-old Draco was already organized.He summoned a dogbox for the little boy, and Draco neatly arranged his candies in it.Then they furnished their bedroom simply, with red and green ribbons, and little garlands. Harry held the Griffin in his arms, observing the bow tied around its neck by 17-year-old jerk Draco, and he still couldn't untie it, in fact Harry gave up early on.

"At least I can change the color..."

Harry poked lightly at the silver stripes with his wand, and was relieved to see them turn red and white.Draco looked at his actions with disapproval, "Obviously silver and green look good." He was eating a piece of milk fudge, and the little boy complained vaguely.

Griffin shook its little head, and it also noticed that the little decoration on its body had changed color.The red, white and green color scheme made it look funny, and Harry admired his transformation on Draco's masterpiece for a moment, bordering on obsession. "We'll change the colors back, Draco," he promised.

After resting for a few minutes, Harry went to the kitchen with Draco to grab a lunch for two, and he gave the elf the sock he bought for Dobby in advance - he didn't forget to pick another colorful sock for it, Dobby has a new collection from his favorite Harry Potter.

After lunch, Harry sent Draco to take a nap, reminding Draco that they weren't going to bed early today, so for a five year old he needed to feed himself.With this, he buys himself two or three hours to perfect his gift.

It was snowing again outside, and Harry watched the white debris fall from the sky through the hazy window.He had sent Christmas cards to Hermione and Ron and other friends at the owl post, with their presents. Draco asked for the cards as well, and he helped the little boy finish them, Draco handed him the copy addressed to Harry directly, which made him laugh and cry, while the rest were sent to his parents, Blaise—and Crabbe and Goyle, even though he knew full well they would never receive it.

Harry didn't intend for Draco to wake up to see his gift until the morning, and it was nearly twelve o'clock, and he took Draco to the Quidditch pitch. In fact, he considered the Astronomy Tower, but the memory of the sixth grade stopped him, and finally He picked the memory that gave him the happiest—and the place where he had the most duels with Draco.

Now, he was still standing on the field with Draco Malfoy.

But there were no provocative glances and taunts between them to irritate each other.

It was so different, Harry thought, unbelievable.

"Draco, look at this." Harry picked up the little boy, went to the middle of the field and cast a spell to make sure the surrounding temperature wouldn't make them catch cold, but he tied his Slytherin scarf on Draco anyway, and brought Putting on the gloves and the beanie he bought in Hogsmeade today, he almost wrapped him into a ball, "This is my Christmas present for you."

Draco hugged him happily, his gray eyes glowing with excitement, "What is it, Harry?" He wrinkled his nose cutely, "Tell me! Please!"

He admired Draco's flushed little face for a while, and sat on the snow, wrapping Draco firmly against his chest.

"Look," he said.

Then Harry waved his wand, and many origami cranes appeared above their heads without warning, they flickered and circled freely, and Draco sighed in surprise, "Harry! How did you think of this!"

He grabbed the largest one and placed it gently in Draco's hand, "You won't think they're just paper cranes," Harry said softly, "Draco, open it and have a look."

The little boy did as he was told, and he was surprised to find that inside the paper cranes, he and the unicorns had been painted, and they were enchanted and shining, with a small line written in one corner "1997.12.24 .[-]", Draco's eyes widened, "Harry, did you draw this?"

Harry blushed a little, "Well, I'm really not very good at drawing," he brushed his hair in embarrassment, "Look, I'm actually not good at this...but I draw all kinds of magical creatures you might like ...thanks to Hagrid for giving me the book..."

"Thank you!" Draco said loudly, turning in his arms and giving Harry a big hug, "Harry..."

"Um?"

"I want to make one too, can I?"

"Um, of course," Harry replied in surprise, and then he called in the rest of the white cardboard, and some paintbrushes, and handed it to Draco, "What do you want to draw?"

Draco was drawing carefully on the paper while Harry watched him quietly, mindlessly playing with the pom-pom on Draco's hat with one hand.

"Okay!" Draco announced excitedly a few minutes later, actively handing the card to Harry, and this time it was Harry's turn to widen his eyes—it was him and Draco on it, and even though the two little people were crooked, he still recognized them.

"Thank you, Draco." Harry said softly, staring at the two small figures for a while, then carefully folded the cardboard into a paper crane, and placed it gently in Draco's palm.

At this time the clock struck midnight, and he took Draco's little hand with his own, and they watched the paper crane flap its wings and flutter up lightly.

"Merry Christmas, Harry." Draco said, his eyes brightened, and Harry clearly found himself there this time.

He felt his chest cavity being filled again.For a moment, he even wanted time to stand still at this moment forever.He could feel the weight of snowflakes on his shoulders, feel Draco's breath in his arms, feel the warmth wrapping around his heart.

I might be really sick, he thought, and his arms tightened.