Introduction: Other people receive ordinary gifts on their birthdays, but Harry Erik 'Draco and Harry' deviated from the original direction.
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What's on someone's birthday?
"I can't say for sure," Harry answered the question enthusiastically, "Food, blessings from relatives and friends, gifts that can crush you to death and worry you to death, and possible parties and dates?"
"Yeah," Draco originally kissed his seventeen-year-old boyfriend when they were in bed together, and then planned a lot of celebration plans, but now he looked numb and put away a lot of boxes on the table. Push it away, push the table away, and push a mirror that is taller than a person, resplendent, beautifully decorated, but strangely equipped with two corner rollers in front of the two people, "But those you mentioned are ordinary people's birthdays, Potter Sir! Not only is your birthday a day of celebration for the wizarding community - well that's not a big deal - it's also an eye-opener for me. When did this start to happen?! Your sister knows what she's doing! ?"
"Hey, it's just a mirror," Harry's expression was very sincere, sincere and could move anyone's face. It was also so harmless that it made Draco's teeth hurt. "Principal Dumbledore said that he gave me this mirror, and he allowed it. I study it!”
"Yeah," Draco said with a mocking expression, "but he didn't ask your sister and Doctor Strange to transform it into a magic mirror that can cross any ghost!"
"That's wrong, Draco," Harry said humbly, "It's actually a magic mirror."
01
"Let's study it." Draco swept all the gifts under the table and sat cross-legged on it, showing no aristocratic demeanor. "Why do they always give you such weird things as birthday gifts? And this Can the stuff be sent back?"
"Why!" Harry looked harmlessly surprised, "This is a gift from Anda! And what's the matter, we are quite weird compared to ordinary people, what's the matter with giving something weird to Dumbledore? Principal Lido also received dozens of beauty kits and age-reducing potions, is this normal?"
"Don't compare yourself to something abnormal." Draco felt his stomach hurt when he heard the long sentence describing the principal's gift. He pressed his boyfriend's shoulder with a pained look on his face, "Please, that should be classified as...evil, like this category."
"Don't be like this, we are gay too." Harry said accusingly, "This is too discriminatory."
"I'm not discriminating against gays, I'm discriminating against those saints who try to make the flamboyant old men even more flamboyant and pretend to be young!" Draco said confidently, "If you want to be praised as 'well-maintained', you have to start from a young age. Don't take this... shortcut! I admit that Dumbledore was so handsome that he knocked people's pants off when he was young, but firstly, those would never be my pants, and secondly, it's really too late for him!"
"... Let's end this topic. We are off topic." Harry wisely chose to change the topic, and then turned his gaze to the mirror, "You can't have any prejudice against what my sister and the others have made. Maybe They made this mirror very interesting..."
"But I heard that the guy named Deadpool could swipe in, but he couldn't swipe out." Draco said, and looked up and down warily at the Mirror of Erised, which looked the same on the surface but was different on the inside. "This But what your sister made, your sister - she fell in love with the robot, used magic to modify the probability, and even - no, think about it, why did she and those people transform the mirror into this? They wanted What?! A mirror that can probably span time, space, or the world?"
"Science means endless exploration, even if there is magic. Andanda also said that this mirror has probability," Harry disagreed, "And let me say it again - Deadpool just came out from somewhere else, he was not caught by this mirror. After eating, look at his Twitter, there is a candid photo of him - who is the candid photo of?"
"I saw him secretly filming a good neighbor in New York," Draco said categorically, expressionlessly, "but who knows if the person who crawled out is the person from this world - and I guarantee that he will definitely be a pervert in any world! We will definitely I can’t recognize it!”
02
What's on someone's birthday?
Rotten relatives, yelling, starving, barred windows, disruptive house elves... oh well, at least he had some peace and quiet.
Harry Potter rolled over in his small room, missing everything about Hogwarts - the food, the magic, and the friends. And look what he has now? Grief, anger, frustration and loneliness. Sometimes Harry thinks that if he had a brother, if he had a relative - not the Dursleys, but real close blood relatives - he would not be in this situation. .
What mistake did I make? What in the world have I pissed off?
Most people think that Harry Potter has a perfect life: he has been the savior since he was a child, the whole world worships him, Dumbledore appreciates him, and he also lives like a prince, has super high flying talent, and is extremely talented. The young Seeker will never have the chance to taste failure and inferiority. He has enough things to be proud of...but Harry knows that half of it is bullshit. There has been a problem from the beginning. Just because of him When the title of 'Savior' came, he also lost his parents. The bright spots in his life have become dark. This is not the life that a prince should have.
Harry asked himself, and vaguely discovered a sad fact - even though he was a hero at Hogwarts, had reliable friends and friendly classmates, and was a popular Quidditch seeker, but When the door to the Dursleys' house closed, the loneliness that had spread in him since he was a child could not be eliminated by this.
After leaving that world, he was still alone, and his life and life were so bad, as if someone had made his fate into a cake. The dreamy magical world was one half, the nightmare Dursleys were the other half, and now he only has The latter can be tasted.
"Maybe I'll drop out of school next semester because I get into trouble." After turning over and over several times, Harry vaguely entered a trance state, and couldn't help but think about it. "Then I'll never go back to the wizarding world... …Maybe it was all my dream. No wand, no magic."
The things he feared and the frightening imagination were like bubbles that drowned him. If it hadn't been for a burst of light to wake him up, Harry would have had nightmares tonight... But when he rubbed his eyes and got out of bed and put on his glasses, he began to doubt again. I am dreaming.
A familiar mirror stood in the corner of the room - reaching the height of the ceiling, with a gold frame and a stain-free mirror surface, with inscriptions engraved on it that needed to be understood from the mirror.
"Mirror of Erised!"
Harry couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise and joy, and instinctively, as if he was afraid of disturbing this dream, repeated in a low voice, "...Mirror of Erised?"
He rushed in a few steps in the small room to the mirror, but stopped just one step away. He couldn't believe it but didn't dare to pinch his arm. If he had already fallen asleep, then this must be a sweet dream. Why let the sweet dream be awakened? Even though he knew that Principal Dumbledore had put the mirror away long ago and that it shouldn't be here, Harry still wanted to look at it and see the scene it showed - his lost family members, his parents.
Harry raised his head, his neck was sore from raising his head, and his teeth were sore from clenching his head due to tension, but he didn't care at all. His green eyes under the round lenses looked straight at the mirror, and sure enough, two figures flashed across -
"Dad, Mom?" He couldn't help but walked over and murmured before the figure was about to become clear, feeling that his cold heart was now a little warm. He could hardly wait to see those two people, his parents—
"——Merlin's shorts! What is this mirror? What did he say? Did he say mom and dad? Omg, even if the problem of same-sex reproduction is solved in the future, there is no way that one of me will fall apart. It's totally unacceptable. Like my son!!”
"Calm down, Draco, this isn't a mirror that shows the future. We all confirmed it a few years ago. I can't even see anything. But even if that's the case, shouldn't we be surprised that gay issues are finally addressed?" Is it solved? We can finally know whether magic or science is faster in this regard!"
"But look at his black hair, his green eyes, his big glasses, his lightning... wait, lightning scar?"
The man who was shouting in the mirror was suddenly startled, and the man next to him also blinked, thought for a while, and fell silent.
Harry, in front of the mirror, stared blankly at the dark-haired one of the two. That person's face hurt his heart because he looked so much like his father, and his eyes were like his mother's. The other taller Harry was well-dressed, his words were steady and gentle, and his voice was pleasant... And when this person looked at Harry, there was identifiable kindness in his eyes, and the hands clasped on his knees and the expression on his face seemed He was very mature, he was like an ideal father, and young like an ideal brother. Harry almost instantly developed a desire to be close to him.
...So he even temporarily forgot about the suspicious 'draco' sound.
03
Harry Potter, twelve years old, is in a rare opportunity in life - meeting another self, and when asked by the other person, he can't help blurting out his own experience, talking endlessly, almost not noticing the other person around him. The platinum head looked miserable.
"So you met a house elf named Dobby, and then he ruined your peaceful holiday?" Harry glanced at Draco calmly. He knew all the house elves in Malfoy Manor. After all, Even Lucius Malfoy was reluctantly prepared to record a Potter in the family tree, and Dobby was always overly enthusiastic about Harry. Draco couldn't understand and couldn't stand his enthusiasm, and finally followed his wishes and wishes. Hermione's wish is to free it and let it work wherever it goes.
"Now we know what a house-elf can do once he becomes a personality cult." Harry tilted his head and whispered to Draco, then turned around and stretched his plate towards the mirror, "For a birthday, it's really too special. Damn it, little Harry," he said with genuine sympathy, "although this mirror can't convey anything else - but if you don't mind, would you like to try the cake I made?"
Harry fell in love with this Harry easily, even if he regretted not being able to hug himself through the mirror. why not? He was gentle and considerate, and his words sounded very comfortable (he simply didn't know he could talk like this). He could give him cakes, black tea, and sandwiches through the mirror in this lonely night, and listen to his words.
...Although some places are a bit 'unexpected'.
"Although I know not everyone is like my dad - sorry, I mean, my adoptive father - but child abuse?" Harry shook his head, "Oh, the British - if your uncle and aunt were in the United States, they would have been He was sued to death by the relevant Children’s Protection Association.”
Harry: .........There seems to be something wrong.
Draco: "...You know this has a serious tendency, right? And the UK is the first country to legislate in this area!"
"Your misunderstanding," Harry said quickly, "This is just emotion, emotion. Of course I know that the UK has done a good job in this regard."
Harry could hardly get enough of looking at this 'other self' while Harry was talking to his friend.
He looked perfect, like a real prince, but in order to talk to Harry, he sat cross-legged in front of the mirror, with plates of cakes and sandwiches scattered aside, like a big brother and a little brother, the two of them looking through the thin Looking into the mirror, I understand myself and the other person, and unsurprisingly I find many similarities, such as handwriting and poor aesthetics; and he is gentle and soft-spoken. He makes people feel reliable, and the smile on his face is slight but He is very beautiful and a person that people want to get close to; he is completely different from Harry, but he comes from the same origin as Harry. He naturally has good intentions and care for Harry, and he can be sincere without being too excessive. Enthusiasm, this attitude is really good and acceptable, Harry thinks no one will hate such kindness.
This helped Harry greatly on this lonely night, soothing his heart like a hot water bottle.
"That's the Malfoy house elf. Don't ask me how I know that - you can inform Draco Malfoy so he owes you a favor. And I don't think your friend has forgotten you." ," After the topic turned back, Harry learned that Harry's best friends were named Ron and Hermione. Although he was confused about where Neville had gone, he still promptly remembered what he had seen during the summer vacation of his second year. "The house elf's magic is very special and difficult to detect. Maybe it intercepted your letter and you were unable to receive a letter. Ron and Hermione write letters very frequently."
"That Draco Malfoy knows that I'm in big trouble?" Harry said with a wry smile, "That will only make my situation worse, and now I have no contact with the outside world at all! If I hadn't seen it today With this mirror, I can only spend my birthday alone."
"No, no, no," Harry said with a smile on his face, "First of all, Slytherins are very face-saving, and they will give in to many things in order to save face. You have to focus on this and ask him to think more about the honor of the Malfoy family, and then Appropriate submission means that you are not looking for trouble, but just want to solve the problem. Secondly, Gryffindors are all impatient. Although I am not a Gryffindor, but I know Ron - I don't think about it for long. They may fall from the sky and save you from fire or water."
"It's okay, Harry," Harry said with relief, and was very sorry that this mirror could not transmit living objects. He could not hold the child or pat his head, and the mirror seemed to have other restrictions. What appears in Lee's world seems to be very random, "Good things will come, I promise you."
"Really?" Harry couldn't help but ask, "Tonight - I even thought that I had used up all my luck in my life by going to Hogwarts, sir, and now I feel that seeing this mirror and you Used up all my good luck.”
Draco next to Harry couldn't help but open his mouth with a sour expression. Harry quickly covered his mouth and responded to Harry gently.
"Yes," he said, "Even if you don't believe me, you should believe your friends. Gryffindors are all action people. You know this better than me, don't you?"
Harry was about to reply when he saw the other party blink. Almost immediately, he saw the wall illuminated by the light leaking from the window, and the sound of the trumpet appeared together with Ron's shout:
"Harry! Harry! Are you awake, Harry!"
"...!!!"
Harry stared out the window in shock, his mouth agape.
"Look, I said it," Harry smiled, "good things will happen - when you encounter difficulties, Gryffindor friends always like to fall from the sky and save you."
…………
"Where did you get your talent for divination?" Draco asked in Harry's ear, trying to hide his face - they already knew that Harry had a nemesis named Draco Malfoy, so it was better not to let him know what he didn't need to know. It's better to know.
Little Harry was waving at them, but little Ron and the trumpet twins seemed unable to see the mirror and were asking him what he was looking at.
"Guess who was rescued when we were in second year? Neville." Harry said. "Guess why they had to drive away? Because Neville was fully enclosed. Exactly the same, isn't it? This Not divination, just reasonable speculation, Draco."
04
"It's hard to understand." Draco stuffed the potato chips into his mouth and leaned against Harry. The two of them slumped lazily on the sofa. "You - you who are on the edge of another world, are actually my mortal enemies. Why?" , because that little potato has dirt?"
"I know you think I have bad taste," Harry said helplessly, "but can you be nicer to the other me? He was forced to wear his cousin's old clothes - I really don't want to Come on, I should have a cousin."
"Whatever, let it go," Draco said lazily, "Merlin, my best friend is Ron Weasley - I think I know why the other me hates the other you -" He said vividly, "I can almost imagine what he said about me, 'evil slytherin', 'malfoy whose whole family is a dark wizard', 'every good person in that place', huh, it's so cliche."
"Actually, I'm quite sorry. If I had talked to little Harry more, I might have been able to convince him to get along well with little Draco." Harry said.
Draco: "hy?"
Harry: "...What 'why'? You know you are my boyfriend, right?"
"You also said that we are all different in the parallel world," Draco said lazily, "At least I don't like your 'little Harry'. I think it's too normal for the other person to hate him."
"But I think judging from you who just started the first grade," Harry said, "it's normal for this child to hate the 'other you'. You see, his cousin is also spoiled by his parents and loves to bully others. Child." He elbowed his boyfriend, "It's wrong to bully others, don't you think so, cousin?"
Draco hummed.
"I just want to provide an opportunity," Harry turned around, rested his head on Draco's belly, and said honestly and sincerely, "I know how good it is to have someone like you by my side, and I also know What a reliable and loyal friend you are, Draco, and, most of all, I love you and being friends with you is one of the luckiest things in my life. I just hope... that he survives such a difficult time. In this environment, don’t miss this luck that is within your reach.”
These words were so foul, Draco was instantly struck——
——So he lowered his head suddenly, held the face in his hands, and chewed enough of the magical mouth of his friend who had become his boyfriend.
05
"What should I do, Mr. Xavier?"
When the Mirror of Erised connected to the parallel world for the second time, Harry complained to Harry, "Do you think I will be kicked out of school? Will I be put in jail?"
"They all think that I am the heir of evil Slytherin," Harry said. "Can you believe that, except for my friends, even Draco Malfoy believes in me more than most people... Although his original It's like, 'Stop joking, just that crap? What's your taste in jokes?"
Harry laughed at himself: "Although we have quarreled about Dobby before... but to be honest, I would rather anyone have his attitude - have you ever tried it? When you walk into the library, everyone avoids him. Sit down and quietly analyze why you look so kind, but actually have an evil heart!"
His vigorous imitation of 'po-te' made Harry laugh. Draco rarely calls his surname like this, but occasionally when he gets angry, he does it in such a tone, b---!
"Don't laugh, sir, but it's true," Harry complained, "and he said, 'Don't think that's a big deal just because you speak a foreign language. I'm telling you, Potter, you'll never be Slater. Lin's heir! Stop dreaming, tell me what's wrong with me, I actually feel much better after hearing this."
"Oh, because that might be to comfort you, dear Harry," Harry said with a smile, "otherwise why would he talk to you so much?"
"...Isn't it?" Harry was startled by these words, "Is that 'comfort'?"
"At least it doesn't make you feel any worse, right?" Harry said, "By the way, I never think that the heir of Slytherin is a bad title - that lord is a great man who deserves respect. However, why don't you stand up and live your own life? The Ministry of Magic will not put you in jail for leaving a message, and Hogwarts will not expel you for this."
"But this is really hard," Harry complained, "I was just trying to help Justin - and then I became a candidate for murder!"
"Anyway, I think helping others in critical moments is a great act," Harry said. "You don't need to feel regretful. You did a great job, Harry! Speaking of which," he changed his tone, "You Draco doesn’t believe that you are the heir of Slytherin, so why not ask him to investigate this matter with you? He has a wide network of contacts and knows a lot. Nobles always have some gossip. Since he thinks that Slytherin There is another heir to Leitlin, and maybe he also wants to find out."
"With that Draco Malfoy?" Harry said with a ghostly look on his face, "Kill me!"
"Hmm..." Harry hesitated, thinking that this matter might not be that difficult.
Harry is severely short-sighted, but his eyesight is very good - in this abandoned, dusty classroom, Malfoy's golden hair outside the door is really too conspicuous.
Besides, Harry wasn't surprised that Draco Malfoy also had a stalking habit. not at all.
06
"He always thinks I have some secrets and tries to pry something out of me all day long." The third time, when the mirror appeared in front of Harry and connected, Harry took the opportunity to say to Harry, "I have never Do you think Draco Malfoy can be so...annoying?" He said unsurely himself.
"Can he see this mirror?" Harry asked enthusiastically.
"No," said Harry. "It's strange, no one can see this mirror but me."
"Okay, so what else did he say?"
"...He said he would dig out all my secrets one day. Oh, he also despised my height and physique. To be honest, I couldn't even eat enough at the Dursley's. Of course I couldn't grow up quickly. Gao; also, he was making trouble in the kitchen when I was making snacks, teasing me for being as good at making cakes as a house elf - by the way, your recipe is amazing! I love that stew! "
"Well...actually this is good. I'm talking about Draco. You can really be friends, why don't you give it a try?"
"...Merlin, sir, are you serious?!"
07
When Harry collapsed on the floor tiles of the secret room almost exhausted, he never imagined that his year would be so colorful. By the way, he thanked Mr. ? Unimaginable.
Chamber of Secrets, Lockhart, the diary, Ginny...and then, the Dark Lord, again.
The Gryffindor sword in his hand fell to the ground, and he almost exhausted his last strength to watch Fox's tears drip down drop by drop, dripping on the injured place where Draco Malfoy, who could barely stand, He knew that Phoenix's tears had strong healing power, so he felt relieved.
Harry felt almost astonished and surprised at the same time - two second-year students escaped from the hands of the Dark Lord and the Basilisk like this. What's even more surprising is that Draco Malfoy once had a chance to escape, because it is said that the Malfoy family is indeed the loyal subordinates of the Dark Lord. In times of crisis, he and Harry could find ways to escape, and together they helped to turn the poisonous fangs into He was the one who stabbed the diary.
Draco Malfoy seemed to have great courage, but in fact, he was just as scared, with tears and snot running down his nose. Harry had already seen this clearly about him. It was a lot of help, and Harry had to wonder why he was here.
...But this coward was beyond his expectations.
He didn't leave Harry alone. He followed Harry, seeking any secrets Harry might have, boldly walked through the passage of the secret chamber, and stood with Harry until the end. This was an accident, but it was unexpected and satisfactory. Harry was sure that if Malfoy knew that there was a basilisk and a dark lord here, he would not dare to come down even if he had a hundred courages. But in fact, just like Ze As Mr. Weir said, nobles really want to save face. The Dark Lord let him go in a charitable tone, but he held his head high and refused, his legs and voice trembling, and Harry was really shocked.
In this way, thinking about it, Harry gradually relaxed, and just when he was about to be swallowed up by consciousness, Harry saw two bright colors - platinum blonde hair and fiery red tail feathers.
"Don't die, B-T," the annoying voice choked, still calling his name in a strange accent, "B-T! Don't close your eyes! Potter!"
When I wake up, Harry thought, I'm going to ask him if he's hungry.
Otherwise, he is just Draco Malfoy. Why would it become like this?
08
"...So you are friends now?" Harry marveled at Harry's adventure. A chamber of secrets and a harpoon were just added to a Dark Lord. It was so thrilling. While sighing, what on earth did all the teachers do? , he paid attention to Draco's affairs, "Really?"
"Well," Harry scratched his face. He was lying on the hospital bed in the hospital wing, very close to the random mirror, so it was easy to see his expression clearly. It was a kind of uncertainty, "... maybe? But I think, It’s hard for me to see him as an enemy now.”
"Because we took risks together? Almost died together? We were bruised and bruised together?" Harry asked.
"No, sir, the bruises on his nose and face are said to have been given by his father," said Harry. "I was shocked when I woke up - I was asleep and he was sitting on my hospital bed with a blue face. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, it didn't look like him anymore, I mean, Malfoy was always so glamorous. And then I thought, Malfoy, maybe that's it."
He coughed a few times and sat up straight. I remembered the scene when I just woke up.
His whole body was stiff and painful, and there was a strange feeling of the broken bones being gradually repaired by the magic potion. His eyelids were extremely heavy, and he instinctively wanted to let him continue to sleep, but there was pain in his right hand, and he could feel someone pinching him. His strength gripped his hand.
He opened his eyes, only a crack. When he woke up this time, he was no longer surrounded by snow-white bed curtains and gifts. He saw a man sitting like a sculpture beside the bed, with a bruised nose and swollen face, arms hanging, and bandages. , when Harry thought that he must be groaning and half-dead in the hospital bed, he sat beside his bed with such a miserable appearance, his eyes were like looking at the forbidden forest in darkness, with an expression of fear that he was dead, black Deep circles under eyes. As soon as Harry opened his eyes, Malfoy stood up with a bang like a radar, and his legs were so weak that he almost collapsed. He staggered back to sit on the stool, and then shouted "He's awake", and then Pang Mrs. Frey and Ron also rushed in.
……oh. Harry realized then. He doesn't hate me and I don't hate him.
"Pote! Po-te!"
That Malfoy was still yelling like this. Madam Pomfrey thought he was too noisy and asked him to get out, but Harry stopped her at a speed that surprised even himself.
"No," he said angrily, "I really miss this."
He watched with some weird satisfaction as Draco Malfoy was stunned into silence for a moment, and then muttered again.
"Why should I know you, Potter? I'll be in trouble if I get involved with you!"
Oddly enough, the words didn't offend Harry now.
"Oh, then maybe I am your unlucky guy, and you may have to accept your fate, Malfoy." Harry said this, and suddenly felt that he had a bit of the steady tone of Mr. After being classmates for a few years, and the wizarding world being so big, you are still unlucky."
——Maybe we can really be friends.
Harry finally said this to Harry.
Mr. Malfoy, who was next to Harry, sneered three times silently at this statement. 166 reading network
