Harry woke up from his dream, feeling like he had lost something.

Harry reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead, I don't know when he was sweating so much, Lestrade knocked on his door at this time, and then / came in and turned on the light, Harry looked at his dad in surprise and stammered and asked if it was dawn for Lestrade?

Lestrade shook his head, he had just heard Harry's screams and had come here.

He turned to the little ones who had also been woken up by Harry and said, "Go to sleep, I'm here." ”

Little Lestrades, look at me, I look at you, they wonder what kind of nightmare Harry had to scream so violently, and even when he was about to become an adult, he even had a magical rampage.

McCroft had just finished putting away the broken cups and gestured to Lestrade, who was standing in front of Harry's door, and Lestrade waved his hand behind his back to tell him not to worry.

"May I come in, Harry?"

"Of course, of course, Dad."

Lestrade gently closed the door to the room and sat down next to Harry, looking at Harry with sweat on his forehead and saying, "Can you talk to me?" What dreams did you have? ”

"I ...... DAD I don't know very well. ”

He really didn't know what was going on,

The dream seemed horrible and real, and the only thing Harry remembered was that he seemed to have lost something too important to be there. He looked at Reestrade and smiled and said, "It's me...... Did it wake you up? ”

Lestrade pondered for a second and nodded, knowing that he couldn't fool Harry, so he might as well admit it generously.

He gestured to Harry's side, "Can Dad sleep with you tonight?" ”

Probably since Harry was sensible, Lestrade hadn't slept with Harry, because he was the eldest son in the family, and there were many younger brothers to take care of.

"Okay, though...... Won't Mr. McCroft care? ”

"Haha, he dares."

Lestrade lay on Harry's huge double bed in his pajamas, and he looked at Harry, who was afraid to fall asleep, and said, "Is there anything you can tell me?" ”

Harry didn't know what to say, he just snuggled himself up to Lestrade's side and closed his eyes. Knowing that Harry probably didn't want to say anything to himself, Lestrade reached out and patted the man on the head and covered Harry with the quilt.

"Sleep, it's a new day when you wake up."

Harry nodded slightly, new day......

On a new day, Draco looked at the man sitting on the throne, his ...... Master.

"Merry Christmas, Draco."

"Merry Christmas, master."

Voldemort took a sip of the red wine in his glass, Draco's mission he had already told him that he didn't need to kill Harry with his own hands? Potter, that's his prey, he just needs to remember himself and Harry? It's good that Potter is an enemy, the two of them hate each other and hurt each other, and by the way, Draco also has a task to inform himself of all the arrangements made by the group of people in the Order of the Phoenix at Hogwarts.

Draco accepted the man's assignment.

Voldemort invited him to Christmas dinner, as Voldemort said that in addition to their relationship as master and servant, he still admired Draco, and maybe they could develop into friends.

Draco didn't refuse the dinner invitation, and even set the location in Malfoy's mansion.

The house-elves clearly noticed the difference in their little masters, and they were very sad to think of what Draco had said before he left, but they couldn't let go of the flaws, because Draco said that everything was based on what he had before he left.

Draco put on his magnificent robes to welcome Voldemort, Voldemort looked at Draco's appearance and smiled, he looked Draco up and down and said, "It's Malfoy, it's always been like that...... Perfect. ”

"Thank you for the compliment, master."

Draco took a step forward and invited Voldemort into the mansion, with a fake smile on his face, and no one would have noticed the difference in Draco without careful observation.

Draco turned to deliver a delicious snack to the house-elf, the nape of the neck that was not covered by the robes had a small bulge on the back, tinged purple, and something seemed to be wriggling inside, it was the Hydra Viper.

"Sure enough, there aren't many people I can use other than you Draco, and those stupid Death Eaters think that their careful thinking can fool me, but it's nonsense."

This Draco? Malfoy was now his own, and his allegiance would only be listened to, so Voldemort could say things to him that he couldn't say on a daily basis.

"Draco, only you can't betray me."

"Yes, master."

Only he could not betray the Death Eaters, he knew it, and it was imprinted in his heart.

"And remember Harry? Potter will always be the person you hate the most, the enemy you hate the most. ”

"I see, master."

Draco replied to Voldemort with his head down,

But I don't know why I heard Harry? Draco's heart ached violently when Potter was his enemy, but he immediately ignored it because it was only a momentary event.

Voldemort didn't stay at Malfoy's house for long, but before leaving, he patted Draco on the shoulder and said, "I await good news from you, dear Draco. ”

"Of course, master."

He will bring his master everything he wants, because loyalty is not there.

It's just that Voldemort felt a strong burning sensation just after taking two steps, and although the feeling quickly disappeared, he still clenched his fists, and Draco immediately stepped forward to help him look at the man with some concern.

Voldemort held his forehead with one hand and gritted his teeth and laughed, someone got the last Horcrux, and it was destroyed, but this is better and better, because if he destroys all the Horcruxes in his hand, there will be no other self.

Only one of them in this world is enough, and he can find a way to surpass Merlin and live forever.

Voldemort waved Draco's hand away, and he straightened up, "Draco, what I told you to do it as soon as possible, seriously injure Harry?" Porter. ”

"I see, master."

As long as Harry? Once Potter's worst enemy is down, he'll be able to attack, now compared to Dumbledore Harry? Potter is the backbone of the Hogwarts students, mainly because that person has fallen, at least they have a breakthrough point.

Christmas 2013 was a bit normal for Harry, probably except for the fact that he slept next to his own dad for the first time in a long time, no one told Harry that he had gone berserk because of a dream, but everyone seemed a little worried about him.

But Christmas 2013 was a dream for Draco, perhaps...... He had no memory of that Christmas at all, all of Draco's memories were asleep on Christmas Eve. But then he remembered that when he was happy, he would still show off to Harry, showing off his precautions, arranging everything that should have been arranged, and not giving Voldemort any clues.

Harry remembered the man's lighthearted way he talked about it, and he could never understand how Draco was in the mood to face Voldemort and make all the arrangements.

Draco's mind was meticulous, he had thought of all the possibilities, so he completely blocked all the tools such as the Floo network of Malfoy Manor, and even refused to allow the Malfoys to contact them, they agreed that they would only show up when Draco went to look for them.

That Christmas Severus? Snape hadn't slept all night because of his student.

Sirius sat across from him and watched him quietly, the two of them were already important people to Draco, so that he would tell them everything. The letter from Draco had been burned, and it had left a burning mark on Snape's hands, but he felt no pain.

He could understand Draco's feelings, but he was heartbroken that the student he admired the most was taking on everything at such a young age.

He had already written the paperwork nominating Blaise as the new prefect, which he could change completely when school started, as well as a letter of removal at Draco's request, and he would have to be removed from Slytherin if Draco betrayed Hogwarts one day.

It was the perfect time for Slytherin and the rest of the house to reconcile, and he didn't want to ruin it all because of his connections.

Snape threw everything he had prepared on the table, and Sirius didn't know how to comfort him, though he was a blood relative of Draco, but ...... But it doesn't have much to do with him compared to this person.

"It's Draco's decision, we just have to stand behind him."

"His decision, that idiot made these messy decisions when he got his head smashed by a troll."

Sirius sighed, probably if Draco was in front of Snape, Snape would definitely teach that little ghost a lesson himself.

Sirius got up from the couch and came up behind Snape and pressed his shoulder, "I hate to admit it, but he's a good Malfoy and Slytherin, Severus you need to be a little confident in your students." ”

Snape didn't say that it was because of faith that he would ...... Worry about Draco like that.

"Let's go, Dumbledore is still waiting for us."

Sirius immediately responded, and the man was finally willing to talk to him.

The Christmas break was always short, and Harry was confident about the future when school started again, and they said goodbye to Mycroft and Lestrade and got back on the school train. Loki couldn't bear to dampen Harry's confidence, he just glanced at Merlin and Thor, hoping that everything would be as perfect as Harry had thought.

Another year passed, and Harry and Thor were already seventeen years old, and they were about to catch up with Lestrade, and Thor was stronger than before, but he had also become a little quieter, and he spent more time staring at Loki on weekdays.

Loki was also sixteen years old, and compared to Thor's strength, the child who came to the house with Thor seemed to have grown all the nutrients on his head, tall and thin, with black hair and beautiful emerald eyes.

Loki's magic is more sophisticated, but for some reason Thor often shows a bitter expression, and although the little Lestrades see it, they can't ask anything.

Merlin was only fourteen years old, but for a man who had been around since King Arthur's time, his age was probably nothing.

Harry looked out the window, looking out at the scenery and waiting for Hermione to ask him to go with him to the prefect's compartment for a meeting, and finally to see Draco again, that was Harry's only thought.

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