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Before Draco could respond, the door opened and Hermione came in. She looked at Harry, and then over at him, and smiled hesitantly. "So you're awake. How do you feel?" ¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳$ |3 p4 m$ S5 {: G! f6 R
Draco smiled angelically. "I feel fine."×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£, @' r1 W. E5 C8 G' H6 p# C
She looks really cute, he thought blandly at Harry. And that skirt. Very short. I can't believe you let her dress like that.www.hpfans.net0 c; Y9 @5 i1 |" _
Harry made a choking sort of noise. Hermione looked at him in surprise. "Harry, what?"
3 q1 _  b3 h. Y2 i" N6 B¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳Harry made a gesture of dismissal. "Nothing. Inhaled some dust."
) `9 y8 A, W! x- g( ?www.hpfans.netTake that back, Malfoy.2 ]7 c1 `% E3 t+ l
Hermione was still smiling at Draco. "When did you wake up?"¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳/ C1 r3 N! K  T7 j/ c7 ^
"Oh, just a few minutes ago," he said, with an exaggerated yawn. Look how she's smiling at me. She really does fancy me. Oh, not with that sort of deathless-love thing that you guys have got going, but with that sort of raw animal attraction. Look, she's undressing me with her eyes.¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter" s  C9 r! `/ `! _
She is not undressing you with her eyes.¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳6 W0 e' C% V9 b! Y) k8 V0 k
Hermione was concerned. "Harry, are you all right? You look like you've got a headache."
1 v9 s! {0 u8 b& \, Y0 e¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳Draco looked mildly curious. Been using the old headache excuse again lately?¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳+ I4 L; A& _9 e5 I- \8 f
Harry made another choking noise. Shut up, Malfoy. Or there will be an accident.×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£8 v7 @2 c6 z: o+ ^" r
What kind of accident?
# H' w2 w" Q2 X9 W& ~& h¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotterThe kind where I accidentally eviscerate you with a carrot peeler.
' d8 C2 k: v2 r; V- ]; v"Ahem," put in Hermione, sounding impatient. "Why are you two just sitting there staring at each other? Have I interrupted something?"
) ]2 Y: E, ^, R6 U. h% @2 P"What?" Harry turned around, and blinked at her. "Oh. No. Everything's fine."
. {# e4 y* M, p* x( wwww.hpfans.netBehind him, Draco made a snorting noise. Buzz off, Potter, and leave us alone for a bit, will you?×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£7 B2 Z9 g# J5 [1 W" T% ]5 r
No way.www.hpfans.net9 j% {/ N$ w- ]+ f6 M; [! g
Draco's response had a whiney tone. But you promised...
; x  A# m/ R6 {7 SHarry wheeled on him, then paused and looked up guiltily at Hermione, who was staring at both of them with a vexed expression. "Have you quite finished being antisocial and weird?" she said in a clipped tone. "Because Ron was saying he needed to talk to you, Harry."www.hpfans.net6 Y  n( Y6 A0 w8 B$ I
Harry stood up reluctantly, crossed the room, paused by Hermione, then, with no warning, seized her and kissed her. Not just a casual kiss either, this was the sort of kiss that could have melted solid steel. When he released her, Hermione staggered back against the wall and looked at him with wide eyes. "Harry?"×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£! }% z  x& |3 A) L
He returned her look innocently. "Yes?"
9 U* Z# ~4 ?! l9 y, ]8 v% [www.hpfans.netHermione took his arm and drew him towards her, speaking softly into his ear. "You don't, um, have a problem with me talking to Draco alone, do you?"www.hpfans.net$ D1 e% g) H+ r
Harry cut his eyes towards Draco, who had picked up the glass of water from the bedside table and was examining it with a show of great interest. "Oh," said Harry. "No. That's fine. You two have a nice...talk."¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter8 \/ |* N) c( ~
Hermione kissed Harry on the cheek. "I love you."
0 x) J' g, N. u; S% R% cwww.hpfans.netHe kissed her back, in his distracted state missing her cheek and landing a kiss on her nose. "And I love you. See you later," he added, turning and waving at Draco. Touch her once, Malfoy, and they'll be picking little pieces of Malfoy out of the carpet for years.×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£6 X% A" G$ \7 Q& E3 D5 Y
"Later, Potter." Draco returned the wave. And if you can't find us when you come back, we'll be locked in the bathroom, playing bad schoolgirl and naughty headmaster.
( L4 R& ~2 p5 S* G% k( g+ ]Harry poked his head around the door as it closed behind him. Remind me why we saved your life again?
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We'll see about that.
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/ Q4 \/ r1 O. z9 B" T¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳Whoever called it 'memory lane' was a cretin, Sirius thought, looking around him. Lane conjured up the image of a pretty country road lined with flowers, blue sky, birds chirping. Maybe that was what it was like if you were lucky. As far as he was concerned, however, memory was a black road lined with cruel thorns, paved with jagged rocks, bordered with the gravestones of his friends.
' G5 Z) T, E# L4 Q% a/ |' [! ?8 D% H¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotterSirius turned around slowly. It was cold in Gringott's vault #711 and his exhaled breath came out in a cloud of frost. It had been years since he'd been down here; usually his withdrawals and deposits were handled by owl post, and there was no need for a personal visit. And no wish on his part to see the detritus of his former life.www.hpfans.net# {& P/ G1 c$ d+ r0 L9 e: F
There in one corner was his motorcycle, gleaming and perfect thanks to anti-rust charms. There were the chests that held his old clothes, his schoolbooks, albums of photos, his Auror's Certificate. There was plenty of gold, the penalty money the Ministry had been forced to pay him when the original ruling that had sent him to Azkaban had been overturned. One thousand Galleons for each year he had spent in prison. It was quite a lot of money. Sirius had touched very little of it.
5 w+ |& z  Z9 }$ w¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotterHe walked over to a corner of the vault and knelt down among the various books and papers. It took him a few moments of shuffling through them to find what he was looking for.
7 q2 w( H. W6 LA book. Very fat, bound in leather, a silver-stamped spine. Dialectical Interpretations of the Art and Science of Arithmancy, by K. Fraser.¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳2 i3 L6 ?2 {" f; U2 f6 T& `
Sirius closed his eyes, and heard James' voice, sharp and amused, telling him that it was the most boring-sounding title he could think up.
0 F+ j! C% [$ Q6 }/ g1 _He opened his eyes, sighed, and pressed down hard with his thumb on the F in 'Fraser.'
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* I' {" G5 T" q. x8 c, ?! Zwww.hpfans.netThe book's cover ratcheted back, exposing a hollowed-out space inside. It had once been the hiding place for the Marauder's Map, before its confiscation. Now, it held something else.6 W0 g- p: A# G+ j
Sirius' eyes widened. "James," he whispered, his breath escaping from his mouth in little white puffs. "What on earth d'you expect him to do with this?"
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The moment Harry left, shutting the door behind him, an awkward silence descended on Draco and Hermione. Hermione looked at the floor. Draco looked out the window.
; p  Y( w' V7 a; j¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳Finally, Draco sighed. "Hello," he said.
: s, c+ K" W, C' l$ K# K# P- M6 j6 ?Hermione cleared her throat. "And hello to you too," she replied, and hesitated.¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter3 Z( i( P4 q' l0 ^7 M4 f8 [
He half-sat up in the bed, the covers falling away from him, and even though he was wearing ridiculous too-big pajamas, and even though his hair was standing up every which way like a platinum version of Harry's (unbidden, Hermione experienced a sudden vision of Harry with his hair bleached blond, and nearly screamed), there was still an odd sort of dignity about him. "You can come near me, you know," he said. "I drowned, it's not contagious."¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter2 f' _$ M5 X* [3 [
She tried to smile at him. "I didn't know if you would want me to," she said, and walked over to sit down in the chair recently vacated by Harry.
  n. u/ p8 v' b) V- V9 |" s¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotterDraco shook his head. "I'm not angry with you, if that's what you mean."
0 g" c$ ~  g; g2 x$ C" u"I thought you might be," she began, and hesitated. Almost unconsciously, she reached up and touched the silver Lycanthe which she had strung on a chain around her neck; somehow she had found that doing this gave her strength. "Because I was utterly awful to you and I'm so sorry. I don't know what to say except that it wasn't really me. I never would have treated you like that if I'd been in my right mind. I never would have asked you to lie."
* f: q, r4 d( `$ d* R. g"Well, I managed to get around it by just not saying very much," said Draco, with a crooked smile.
6 C3 \: x, i9 z7 T8 h"Knowing you, that must have been nearly as bad." Hermione smiled back at him.¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter- D, s6 ]5 v; l1 X: R
"It's all right. I understand why you did it," replied Draco shortly, and his smile vanished. "Anyway, it's over now."www.hpfans.net/ P8 b0 E/ R$ B0 Q/ B. Y
Hermione felt a flutter of uneasiness at his tone. "Well," she said, as lightly as she could, "at least now we can be friends."¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter: Q' L; [# J3 e# f: e  O  S
"No," Draco replied without looking at her. "We're not going to be friends, Hermione."
/ T5 l$ d" a. I) E- K4 w# c& vShe let go of the Lycanthe in surprise. "What? Why not?"
$ t7 ]  w) c! G( N¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter"Because I say so." ¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter9 v! f5 n4 L# {- ?$ R: Q% q
"That's not an answer."×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£% z- N, M1 Z# D5 z5 _% l
Draco sighed. "Because someone once told me that there's a natural balance to all things. And this -" he indicated the space between them -"you and me, whatever we are, it upsets that balance."
8 ~$ E  ]6 U& K) q% U2 H& wwww.hpfans.net"What? No! That doesn't make any sense, Draco. You know it doesn't."¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter9 ?" S' O4 B) |# a/ a' j7 ?
"It makes sense to me."×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£  ^' E3 f; ^% m7 @' k
She bit her lip. "I love you," she said, in a voice that wobbled. "I told you that before. Maybe not the same way I love Harry, but I do love you. Do you know what happened to me when I thought you died? Do you know how I felt?"
) X" F4 n. Z' o- K; I, b¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter"Stop it." Draco had thrown the covers back now and had slid to the edge of the bed, facing her. "Don't you see that's what I mean?"¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter% w  Z: @8 L. A$ e/ N
She shook her head. "I don't understand."
" C% L3 t3 d. e5 P6 Y4 P( W9 d×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£He reached out at the same time she did; their hands met, and she gripped his tightly, trying not to wince at its coldness.¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter; j4 ]# C! T# g# e8 c0 g
"There's something tying us together," Draco said. "Like I'm tied to the sword, like my father was tied to that Dark Mark branded into his skin. Do you remember what Slytherin said when he saw you with me? He was pleased. He was glad. Because he sensed that this tie, this bond, whatever we have, was working."
* x. w4 W/ u" Y, R& o& hwww.hpfans.net"What's wrong with having a bond? It doesn't necessarily have to be something evil."
. F7 x" U, U. X5 A5 w0 T4 x¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotterDraco hesitated. "Every night I have-"
% E2 x" P( m6 _/ W7 H"Nightmares. I know-"
& k1 p5 N* Y8 H7 _; h0 B1 Q1 B3 p¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter"Yes, nightmares. About you. Well, about other things as well, but you're always in them. And I know they're not necessarily my dreams, I know maybe they're being...sent to me from somewhere else, but still. It's every night, Hermione, every night and I'm afraid...I don't want to hurt Harry. And I don't mean in some weenie emotional way. I mean I'm afraid of hurting him. And in the dreams..."
5 V8 D" X1 r9 S0 _. }* L! g# w×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£There was a ringing in Hermione's ears. She stared at him, at his gray eyes, charcoal at the edges blending into silver at the pupils. "What am I doing?"×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£* d# a! H, g7 a+ g' ^& t5 b
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"In the dreams. What am I doing?"
  X9 ^9 O0 h6 ]5 K" r* Q2 ^: B¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳Draco looked at her with obvious reluctance. "Sometimes we're married. Or, at least, we live together and it's all very ordinary and pleasant. Other times I'm...hurting you, we're fighting, and that's not so pleasant. Once we were hunting in the woods together. Two nights ago I dreamed that I was ill and that you came to see me..."¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter: I, D3 |6 f8 Q4 P
"And I told you that nobody had sent me," said Hermione slowly, her voice falling into a dreamlike cadence. "And you said that you let a snake bite you on purpose."×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£) t$ @. |3 w2 V
Draco had gone very white. "And I told you I loved you."
6 i: J5 q7 T7 x  Q8 C3 n6 W¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳"And I said that you would sacrifice me along with all the rest."
: P4 I, ]" t- {6 j×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£Draco shook his head. "Not you. Never."www.hpfans.net% m) U2 V/ q' ?- t
There was a moment of total silence. Draco stared at her with the expression of someone watching the night sky for a glimpse of falling stars - bemused, distracted, hopeful. Finally, he said, "How..?"( s6 t0 e) V5 }% s
She reached out and took his other hand, covering both his hands with hers, hoping it might make him a little less cold. "That's what I dreamed last night," she said. "I thought it was just because I had been reading about the lives of the Hogwarts Founders, and Salazar Slytherin was bitten by a snake once, and nearly died. But it was so real..." she leaned forward, looking at him intently. The blood was beginning to flood back into his face;, there were patches of hectic color on his cheekbones, making him look feverish. "Draco, you have to tell me everything. Everything that's been going on with you. I can help you solve this, I promise you I can. I swear. Do you believe me?"+ s% B- H! ?: L% R& R% H
He hesitated. "Everything?"
* C4 L" a4 O5 P2 K" q×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£"Everything. The dreams, everything."9 Q4 d, ]0 s1 W
"Even the one I had about the Brazilian women's Quidditch team?"
; ?8 s5 X8 c- ^# Y5 H) `"Okay. Not that one."
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"Hey, Ron. Have you seen Harry?"; e0 o. A$ B" o1 p
Ron , who had been looking restlessly out the window, glanced over at his sister, who had just come into the living room, carrying a pair of boots. He shrugged. "I think he's in the garden with Charlie, getting his feelings out via de-gnoming. Why?"
, q' y% f4 o, r8 e. k' b¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳Ginny flopped down on the floor and began lacing her boots up. "I wanted to ask him if I could borrow his pocketknife, but never mind. Why is he getting his feelings out?" 9 K5 R' g$ d" w: q, f
Ron pointed towards the staircase, indicating the upstairs floor. "Draco. Hermione. Talking. Or whatever," he said succinctly.
5 w: I! a8 F& N9 z) sGinny looked displeased. "And Harry let them? He shouldn't let them."
% _" @% `7 y/ t( B( G8 N/ {"Yeah, and you're entirely objective. Honestly, the tangled love lives around this place. You can't not let people do things, Ginny. You just have to trust them."
! o! ^2 u$ U. b  g4 s( ?×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£Ginny looked as if she thought this was an extremely suspect line of reasoning. "I don't see why."¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter9 C5 O& }- G) m! I8 T  c
"Relationships are based on trust."www.hpfans.net# R6 B. R6 x" Y* c5 n0 ^
"Can't they just be based on common interest and insane physical attraction?"4 _$ Y/ k3 z% [
"Try to wind me up all you like, I will ignore you. What's with the boots, anyway?"×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£* j/ B4 n3 y, q7 q6 O
"I'm going down into the cellar to investigate."¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter- i7 I9 g# P" X$ m
Ron looked baffled. "Investigate what?"9 ?  L3 w+ M$ I. Z; P
Ginny shrugged. "What Dad's always going on about. Our Hufflepuff ancestry. I mean, if Hermione did say that Helga Hufflepuff in that tapestry she saw looked just like me. And if she's related to Ravenclaw...well, it just makes sense that if there was anything tying us to Hufflepuff, it's be in the cellar. I mean there's just miles of tunnels and things down there that no-one's even bothered to look into for hundreds of years. Remember when George found that spear thing and Dad said it dated back to one of the first goblin rebellions?"
1 o- ~* L& p  [: [! fwww.hpfans.netRon shook his head. "Seems a bit far-fetched, but suit yourself."
5 O* m1 c* q& O/ }www.hpfans.net"Why don't you come with me? We're not needed up here at the moment."
4 E: [$ f2 l0 Y% J. U6 P6 z" n# zwww.hpfans.netRon shuddered. "Spiders," he said shortly.4 x" K: p0 S9 p# v' ]9 v# w% R* \
The door banged open, and Harry came in, looking disheveled. His hands were covered in dirt, and there was mud all over his white t-shirt. He glanced from Ginny to Ron. "What are you two up to?"
2 _3 S. x& ^0 U' |. i"Ginny's decided to excavate our cellar," said Ron, shrugging.: l* ]& t8 z( H6 F
"And I want Ron to come with me, but he won't."×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£- z# a3 V* ^; L, L9 g+ B% W
"He can't," Harry corrected, taking Ron by the back of the shirt. "I need him for something else at the moment."
5 b/ o( i$ j) cGinny made a face. "Have it your way," she said, yanked the cellar door open, and stomped loudly down the stairs.¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter/ |# Z+ ^5 }/ \, ?1 P
Harry looked after her, and then back at Ron, a quizzical expression on his face. "She seems...different lately. Don't you think?"
5 k6 a( G* e4 D: [¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter"Maybe," hedged Ron. "Harry, you're getting dirt clods on my shirt."  ]" n3 v- R; j  ]8 O) ?: W
"Oh. Sorry. Here, come on upstairs with me."
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"I can't believe you're taking notes on what I'm telling you."×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£; X- U9 q  s) Q/ _
"Well, you never know what will turn out to be important, do you?" Hermione glanced up at Draco and smiled, tucking a wayward tendril of hair behind her ear. "I can't believe you talked to the Founders. In person. You're like ... history on legs now."¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter: M  C, U# I$ T$ }$ R' J$ z
Draco looked mournful. "I'd rather be sex appeal on legs."
! G$ ?% F$ v0 E# F6 A  I/ Vwww.hpfans.net"History is a very sexy subject."www.hpfans.net8 z" t* E2 E8 R( k+ Q: [& Q
"Which is why Professor Binns is just hell on wheels with the ladies down at the Three Broomsticks."
3 t+ b# @# ]( Z, X. H; Bwww.hpfans.net"Professor Binns is dead, Draco."
4 A, ^/ u1 u) `! }2 T8 V. V3 _¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳"So was I, yesterday."
1 M6 a, C6 W! [* N& C"Show-off." Hermione's smile took the sting out of her words. She bit the end of her quill and regarded Draco thoughtfully. Draco himself was sitting on the bed, knees drawn up, his hands looped around them. Hermione was leaning forward in her chair, notebook propped open against his legs. "Now you're sure that what Rowena said to you was that you need the Heirs, and their Keys."×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£0 D$ \& }7 j5 G) D  P# v5 C
"Yes. Does that mean something to you?"
: K$ a8 i/ ^# i8 J8 h×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£"Not yet, it doesn't. Well, maybe. I don't know what the other Keys are, but I suspect the Lycanthe is one. I need to finish that book about the Founders, and I'll get Sirius to bring me Slytherin's diary. Somewhere, there's an explanation."¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳' G4 R) O. W0 f+ i
In the face of Hermione's energy and enthusiasm, Draco suddenly felt unutterably tired. He yawned, sliding down under the covers. "Are you meant to stay with me while I'm sleeping, as well?"
  ~, N' q/ R# v% B+ l8 n8 h# m¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter"I will if you like. Although I think it's about time for Ron's turn."
4 s; q; I" t, ]5 r3 v# L"Ron? Doesn't having saved my life exempt him from sickbed duty?"¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳3 D* N- r3 d0 K
Hermione smiled. "Technically, yes, but we thought it would be a good idea for the two of you to talk." 1 Q3 T8 m' f- D
Draco groaned and pulled the covers over his head. "This is a setup."¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳2 V: u( w) P2 S) D( e$ `
"Maybe," said Hermione severely. "But if we're all going to work together, and I think we have to, then it's best if we all get along."
+ e7 @, d$ F! O9 u9 Y+ `- Q& J. Z×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£"Maybe Weasley and I are perfectly happy hating each other."www.hpfans.net; s6 E% Q4 k$ Q0 p
Hermione looked at him severely. "Ron is not a hateful person," she said. "He does not want to hate you, or anybody. He's basically the sweetest person you could ever hope to meet."¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter$ T. a: e9 ~1 `1 M& w4 [' B  z
At that moment, Ron's voice in the corridor became audible. "Why do I have to sit with the malingering bastard?" he was demanding loudly of an unseen companion, probably Harry. "You know I hate his miserable pureblooded guts."
- B% Q' b' e8 `" q) h! }/ {) B+ E×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£"He's not malingering," came another voice-Harry's-- sounding amused.5 m+ @2 j% C$ A# v+ K0 l
"Well, if he's really ill a visit from me might push him right over the edge. I suppose that's something to hope for.") _+ D/ W3 P7 k: C, O
"Come on, Ron, don't you want your apology?"
* `' I+ g: U; ~) B¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter"He's not going to apologize to me!"¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳3 a) E8 I& B6 e4 s2 H
"Bet he will."¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter( K; e% Z. Z, \; @* D" O) S3 }# g6 G
"Bet he won't."¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter- q/ @6 @" F5 Y( {/ D
Hermione rolled her eyes in exasperation. "We can hear everything you're saying!" she shouted at the top of her lungs.
" h1 E+ e1 I* h# d# i$ ~6 g×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£There was a short silence. Then the door opened, and an unseen hand (Harry's) shoved Ron into the room, and slammed the door behind him. Ron, his hair wildly messy, glared at Draco and Hermione with the jumpy expression of a cat set loose in a room full of rocking chairs. "What?" he demanded, somewhat belligerently.
# Z9 s5 Z* v1 U) O& @* N" PHermione looked at him composedly. "Ron, nobody said anything."
6 I( y2 l- q3 `* j, `& I4 _% @"Good," said Ron.¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter% i4 I% [$ M; S8 E9 ~
Hermione turned to Draco. "Don't you have something to say to Ron?"www.hpfans.net* @# `0 L; S2 R" ^* ~- J: x
There was a short silence. Draco took a deep breath, and said, "Come here, Weasley."www.hpfans.net: _( F+ u. n, g: h5 H8 \
Ron inched reluctantly across the room until he stood about a foot from the end of Draco's bed.www.hpfans.net5 \- B: @% q4 t% `7 F
"Weasley," said Draco, looking as if ever word was being dragged out of him with a fishhook, "I, uh, I know that I haven't always been the easiest guy to get along with. And I know that in an ideal world, you would never have chosen me for a friend, or me you, for that matter. But given what you've done for me, and everything we've been through lately, I just wanted to say that I've come to regard you as someone...as someone...someone that I've met."
+ f# `& g8 O" d$ s) D; F& S" J¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotterRon looked at him. "That's your apology?"
# H  n  S% N, C# u% y2 LDraco had the grace to look embarrassed. "I can't help it. Malfoys don't apologize. In the olden days, my ancestors would just cut off a limb and mail it off to whoever they'd offended, or commit ritual suicide.": R1 ~( n. k$ E1 B: L& Z2 I
"That sounds promising."www.hpfans.net: F; s) c4 o* J+ _$ I( M5 `
"It's not my fault," said Draco, sounding aggrieved. "It's the just the personality I've got."
3 S: b5 Y  T) R- Z0 T2 M6 j¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter"Oh, yeah? Well, if it was my personality, I'd ask for a transplant."
) C  ^$ W* H5 R- G$ l" B/ I"That is ENOUGH!" Hermione thundered. She stood up, glaring at the boys with deep displeasure. "You are both idiots," she said firmly, snatched up her notebook, and stalked out of the room.¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter  @1 D9 A  S3 x1 D8 M
Ron glared at Draco. "So," he said. "It's The Boy Who Died."
# M# [( W3 V* }. W9 qDraco looked bored. "I was wondering how long it was going to be before somebody made that lame joke."
( f: x0 k; A& }¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳Ron shook his head. "You really are an unbelievable git."www.hpfans.net& T' i! g" `# \5 A% ~0 _3 n. y/ u2 r
"What, just because you saved my life I have to laugh at your jokes? That's asking a bit of a lot, given their general overall quality."×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£) b2 G- P  }7 X  ^  o
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/ V1 j; G8 X; H" o×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£Ron threw up his hands. "You know what, Malfoy? I don't even care. I don't want anything from you - not an apology, not your gratitude, not anything. I didn't save your life because I thought your life was worth saving. You might as well know that."¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳- _  Y( e9 t' P6 Y
There was a short silence. Then Draco said, "That doesn't change things."
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0 m* K& J, _  P3 W/ Q$ h! }×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£"You saved my life. There are rules in the Malfoy Family Code of Conduct about this sort of thing. I owe you my life. That means I have to stick around and wait for a chance to save your life, or--"
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"That doesn't matter. The protocols have to be observed." Draco swung his legs over the side of the bed, tested them, and stood up slowly. He was shorter than Percy, so had to be careful not to trip over his pajama bottoms. He reached out, picked up the pocket knife Harry had left on the bedside table, and flicked it open. Then he tossed it to Ron. "Weasley. Catch."
+ [: E5 ^1 h8 T. U¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotterRon caught the knife and looked at him questioningly. "Malfoy, what...?"
: B, G1 y3 r( [% Y  c$ e( w* q¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳In lieu of a response, Draco started unbuttoning his pajama top.
* k- |, [4 b# n. J4 M8 P/ H¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotterRon backpedaled so fast that he actually tripped over the edge of the rug and sat down hard on the floor, from which position he regarded Draco with eyes like dinner plates. "What are you doing?"
* x6 J% y/ f4 g# r( }×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£"Just a second." Draco calmly finished undoing the top three buttons of his pajamas, and pulled the collar away from his throat. "Get up," he said to Ron.¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter% B. J. A7 U2 E8 @1 f7 v# a- d3 [
And Ron, looking as if he had just walked in on Professor McGonagall taking a bath, did it. "Fine, but keep your clothes on, Malfoy."
9 ?: T1 L! t9 w: kDraco grinned. "It's all part of the protocol. But all right. If you like." He stood up straight, his shoulders back, and looked directly at Ron. "You saved my life," he said. "The Malfoy Family Code of Conduct rule #613 clearly states that now, I owe you a debt in blood. That means you get one try at me with that knife."¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter+ b  J0 u; G  `6 j& d
Ron now looked as if he had walked in on Professor McGonagall taking a bath with Snape. "Oh yeah? Well the Weasley Family Code of Conduct rule #1 just as clearly states 'No chance, you psycho loon.'"
' J* t6 a. u2 l; t2 h) ]& F4 ^¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter"Come on. One try at me. My ancestors used to do this sort of thing all the time. Just throw the knife at me. You know, see if it sticks. You don't have to aim at the vital areas or anything. Then all debts between us are discharged and I'll never bother you again."×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£: i9 @- h9 o8 |, j! K
Ron looked faintly green. "What about one try at you with, say, my wand instead of a whacking great knife?", ]: Y4 N" L( n, N# D. K7 M+ A
Draco shook his head. "It has to be blood."¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter9 Q* u: G, u0 z3 }1 P7 J" F
Ron stared at him. Then the faintest grin curled the left side of his mouth. "Do I have to throw it? Couldn't I just walk up and stick the knife in your throat if I wanted to?"
' M+ w  E+ X' v1 x3 _1 ~8 f" }×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£Draco didn't bat an eye. "If you like. But you miss the intended courtesy of the gesture if you do."- E1 F& A8 p, l- ]+ b7 J6 F
"You're mental," said Ron, flatly. "You do know that."
! [/ i& \4 ]" ~3 k2 \"I'm a Malfoy."
$ y& g0 F5 p" d/ N8 Y% ?# R×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£Ron glanced down at the knife, sighed, and fitted the handle into his hand. "Well," he said. "If it's tradition...."¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter3 F3 v& o% m& P6 R
Draco felt a very slight twitch of anxiety. Ron seemed to be holding the knife with a certain degree of...intention. Surely he couldn't have misjudged Weasley quite that much.
( K( j4 J+ n1 Z2 |5 D* K4 M- t! iLooking resigned, Ron turned the knife around, took it by the point, and aimed it towards Draco./ H) j; P& g* Y1 g# N6 \
Draco's stomach did a slow, rolling flip. Surely not...
4 C; T3 o% J# z7 k' }! Rwww.hpfans.netRon threw the knife.www.hpfans.net' j3 R9 _# ]: I5 g8 }' {9 Y# j
It whipped past Draco's head, missing him by several feet, and embedded itself in the wall behind him, point-first (dead center in Percy's display of old Prefect badges, as a matter of fact.)
* a) F% p, ?* W6 b- IDraco looked at Ron.
: r* c# P- p* F# MRon looked back.www.hpfans.net: x1 j0 e0 z! t
"I seem to have missed," Ron said.
) j; m% i& R! E( l' f! k: i* t0 o¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳"Well," said Draco, kindly, "it was a very good try."¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳- o. f9 U; @* f% z( ?
"Mmm," said Ron thoughtfully, and scratched his ear. "Could I maybe try one more-"
9 Q1 b7 @8 ]5 O2 p$ W+ X×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£"No."3 ?  }+ g- l, S' ?' s
"Just for a-"×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£) Q8 c/ I4 q1 Q$ P( P5 P# ~
"No."¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter9 _2 D0 v% M% _0 r
"I saved your life," pointed out Ron, for what Draco suspected would not be the last time.www.hpfans.net6 K/ ^- z$ Z2 {# y$ l9 A
"And then you threw a knife at me! What's wrong with you, Weasley?"
/ @# }; p- ^0 i9 `1 I# j9 ^¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳But Ron seemed hardly to hear him. "Malfoy?"¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳$ N4 x1 I) y; @  I/ k
"What?"
; A; F" u6 a6 t) }5 |2 }' z* }( M"Is there really a Malfoy Family Code of Conduct Rule #613 that says I get one try at you with that knife, or was that just for my benefit?"¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳0 p  p# W6 P5 S. h3 n
Draco looked back at him. And grinned. "Come to think of it," he said, "Rule #613 actually states that members of the Malfoy family who have artificial limbs should not attempt sexual intercourse in the moat. Whoops."¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳4 H2 f1 l3 n2 e3 J) z! U0 A' @& N4 K
Ron shook his head. "I had a feeling."
( K, j, [3 M  FDraco, busying himself with rebuttoning his pajamas, was startled when he looked up and saw that Ron was looking at him curiously. Ron paused, took a breath, and said: "Hey. Malfoy.", j" \* Z$ a6 \1 D  ]* l
"What?"
) x# w5 W- a+ n6 r! }¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter"Do you play chess?"
; J" D- ^- K. L1 E. x  U×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£"No."
) s$ }# s! r# y; k; B¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter"Do you want to learn?"www.hpfans.net: |0 R+ d0 f7 D+ @" z7 m5 C
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% u! }8 w" C+ s+ Q( e9 K¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳"I'm really not sure I can help you, Mr. Black." Dr Branford glanced into the darkened cell, then back at Sirius. "Or your dog," he added, nervously.
9 ~; }( K7 f- V; D" d"He's not a dog."
: n  z" z4 U. x"No, I suppose he's more of a wolf, isn't he? A very large, vicious-looking wolf."www.hpfans.net$ [1 h1 R2 ^9 _9 C1 B3 _
"He's unconscious."
6 V  p; k/ ^2 d3 A1 i( d"Isn't that fortunate. Look, I'm not exactly sure I understand why you summoned me here."9 R- _! Y& }2 k/ k+ y
"My friend John Walton at St Mungo's told me you were the best for treating Dark Arts ailments."# @  O7 u# h- t* G
"Yes," agreed the doctor. "I'm the best for treating Dark Arts ailments. In people. Not in animals."
! e2 l- O1 k# e  P3 Z% X+ g! G0 Q¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳Sirius gritted his teeth. "He is not an animal. He's a werewolf."¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳# V) ?9 S. W4 d5 T! k- {" d; w9 U
"He can't be a werewolf," said Dr Branford, with admirable dignity considering that Sirius was glaring at him with a quelling ferocity. "It's daytime."
9 v4 @% ?  ?- W2 H& V& l×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£"I know that. That's why I called you here. He should have changed back, but he hasn't."
4 J0 z2 c) F1 `9 h7 K# X* s2 Jwww.hpfans.net"I'm not a vet, Mr. Black. I'm a mediwizard. Wouldn't an Auror--"
) p4 h+ w2 ~& T! W"As for Aurors, I'm an Auror, and I can tell you right now the Aurors College won't be able to help with this. All they'll want to do is bring him to their labs to be studied."×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£$ [! k. y; N" {; a! l0 i2 n' g
"Just because he's a werewolf?" 2 \" j$ Y6 b; F6 k2 X% x
"Because it's the middle of the day and he's still a wolf. Because he's suffering from something I've never seen before."
1 Q; c' h' X5 ]¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter"I told you," said the sharp voice of the demon from the other cell, "he is being Called. When he awakens, then you will hear such howling as you have never heard. He will tear his way through the bars trying to get out, trying to get to his Master."
5 ]4 N7 x) r' u0 t  Z$ a×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£Sirius regarded its gloating little face with loathing, noting with satisfaction that its head seemed somewhat flattened where Harry had dropped the wardrobe on it. "I told you to shut up, demon," he began, and broke off, seeing by the expression on little Dr. Branford's face that the good doctor had formed the opinion that Sirius was none too stable. The fact that he had a demon and a werewolf locked in his cellar doubtless contributed, along with the fact that Sirius, who had barely had time to shave or comb his hair in the past two days, was beginning to look a lot like his post-Azkaban Wanted poster.
& t5 n) D- |5 Q  f¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotterSirius turned back to him with a sigh. "Look...he's not an animal. If he was, I would have called a veterinarian. Could you just...look at him?"¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter: u/ h$ F" v. N  D% K
The doctor sighed. Then, with an anxious grimace, he knelt down on the wet floor of the dungeon and poked his wand through the bars, touching the tip of it to the werewolf's fur. When he drew the wand back, it was emitting an uneven beam of spinning violet light. "Well, it seems to be true that he's human," said the doctor, standing up and turning the wand over in his hand, examining the light beam. "And he's been hit with quite a strong Stunning charm. Magid strength, I'd say. If you don't wake him, he'll be out like a light for at least a day."
! X4 Y* K: ~1 ~1 E7 g1 _"Is he in any danger? Is he dying?"×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£& B0 K' @- A% f9 r. b6 q, i7 O
"Just unconscious. I can't say for sure how long this unconsciousness is going to last, but I'll give you some charms for pain in case he wakes up. More than that, I really can't do."
; }% M* i! [# f"Thanks, doctor," said Sirius, listlessly accepting the Charm packets Dr. Branford drew out of his little black bag, and pocketing them. "How much do I owe you?"$ f' K* h+ m4 e. R2 D% c4 D: Q' H
"Nothing," said the doctor, edging away from Sirius. "I'll just be getting on now, shall I?"
5 F' A- l: p& Q  e8 V+ t×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£"I'll owl you if there's any change-"www.hpfans.net. D0 R& g. B) L$ ~
"No, please don't," said Dr. Branford, and fled.¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳9 r) p0 _& l3 ^
Sirius sighed, leaning his head against the bars of the cage, hearing the doctor's footsteps fade away in the distance. Slowly, he took his wand out of the sleeve of his robe, and tapped the tip of it against one of the cell bars. "Alter orbis attinge," he said, using a spell that he had learned during Auror training, which would alert him when Lupin awoke with a buzzing of his wand. He looked down at Lupin. "Old friend," he said softly. "What have I gotten you into?" ¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter$ _- O4 R: d! f+ D5 b. X6 V# u
The wolf made no reply, and in fact there was no sound in the dungeon whatsoever, outside of the demon's harsh breathing and the guilty beating of Sirius' own heart.×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£% H1 ^5 e9 G, @
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$ t7 S/ v) P: x×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£***
, P7 O* y4 n! K+ ~. n+ S¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter"I'm not sure staring at that thing like it's going out of style is going to give you any insight, Hermione," said Harry.4 r# L! ]7 o$ k0 K; c$ l: D
Hermione looked up from her examination of the Lycanthe, and shot him a look. They were both sitting at the kitchen table, Hermione surrounded by books and notes, the Lycanthe lying on a dinner plate in front of her. The Wizarding Wireless Network buzzed faintly in the background. The inquest into Lucius Malfoy's death continues at Ministry Headquarters in London...meanwhile, in more rural news, an upsurge in werewolf sightings has been reported by wizards in the south...
( P5 U- m+ T/ u¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter"On the other hand," Harry added hastily, "if you're enjoying yourself, more power to you."
/ V" j3 d+ i6 E# A1 F1 x& m×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£Charlie glanced over at them curiously from his place by the stove. He had an apron tied around his waist and was stirring a pot of vegetables with a long wooden spoon. Ron had been teasing him unmercifully about his apron, but Hermione privately thought he looked cute. Something about him, in fact, was making her wonder if Harry could cook anything. Probably not, there had never been much opportunity for Harry, busy with world-saving and evil-defeating as he was, to learn how to boil so much as an egg. "What are you talking about?" Charlie asked.
4 x) S9 Q. P) Q  L' H& C"This," said Hermione slightly dispiritedly, holding up the Lycanthe. "I've been trying to figure out what it is, what it does, but so far..."
( f0 [9 M/ I5 I4 R9 s# E¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳"I've seen that shape," said Charlie, wiping his hands off on a tea-towel and walking over to stand by Hermione. "Carved into the side of trees in the forest. It's old."
; R4 x( d# A# }- g"It's a Lycanthe," said Hermione. "It protects travellers against werewolves. Only, I think it does other things as well. When I hold it-"
* x' W4 R. y6 f% Rwww.hpfans.net"Can I see?" Charlie asked, and held out his hand.
$ [; m- X& @$ M" q¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳Feeling an actual stab of reluctance at the thought of letting go of it, Hermione handed it over. Charlie turned it over curiously in his fingers. "Monitum ex quod audiri nequit," he murmured, and it gave off a sudden sharp flash, like sparked tinder. "Ow!" Charlie exclaimed, and dropped it back into her hand, looking sheepish. "I guess that didn't work."* S9 u# C& P' J7 V/ F9 {
Relieved to have it back, Hermione smiled at him. "That's okay."
+ x% Y# y6 ]/ i" `- ^×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£The cellar door banged open and Ginny emerged, looking dusty and irritable. Hermione glanced up at her. "Anything?"
/ s3 E, O& b5 s9 ~% Q4 ?3 ?! F¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳Ginny shook her head. "I found Fred and George's magazine collection under a paving stone. And when I say collection, I do mean collection. It was edifying." She shook her head. "That cellar is huge," she added. "And its got all sorts of twisty little corridors leading off every which way."
+ Z* f. _: M4 ]% PThere was a thunking sound, which turned out to be Ron jogging down the stairs. He came into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator door, took out a carton of milk, and drank out of it.
% {) A- k+ K( Q9 U* |, u* [$ r¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳"Ron," said Charlie warningly, flapping his apron.- b' O! v2 K% t% C' {
"Sorry." Ron put the milk down, and turned to face Harry, Ginny and Hermione who were staring at him with identical expressions of rabid curiosity. "What?"×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£0 U8 {. F0 n7 o4 s
"Did he apologize?" Harry demanded.5 Z: j& K5 h9 {5 a7 q" p& n
"Not in so many words. He made a speech, I threw a knife at him, I started teaching him to play chess, then he fell asleep in the middle of our second game and knocked all the pawns over."¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter. a9 F2 M, j' I- {5 G
They all blinked at him. "You're joking about the knife, of course," said Harry, finally.¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter9 K1 m# v$ q0 f! @, a+ Y2 g
"Maybe," said Ron, with a half-smile. He reached into his pocket and took out the pocketknife, and tossed it to Harry, who caught it out of the air and looked at it with a bemused expression.
* @, ^  ~$ Y$ z* Z3 ]( Cwww.hpfans.net"So, Draco isn't such an awful git as he used to be, is he?" asked Hermione triumphantly.¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳3 }! A1 r  d/ Y+ i0 w4 k5 j% j
Ron rolled his eyes. "No. He's still an awful git. Now, he's just an awful git who owes me thirty Galleons."×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£5 @7 t! G+ n& u2 p) Y! U
"You played chess with him for money?" ¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳9 V6 F. D( s. f) a. c
Ron wasn't listening. "If you fall asleep in the middle of a game, is that a forfeit?"×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£( F! t3 C( r; ]" U3 H$ D
Charlie looked up. "He's asleep? Isn't someone supposed to be sitting with him?"
; d2 c. b' t) y" R* l+ Y& r) Z¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳"I am not," said Ron firmly, "going to sit around and watch Malfoy sleep. Anyway, he woke up for a second and said 'get out of here, Weasley, you gimp'. I don't think he wants me watching him sleep either."
$ B. _9 M3 @# f( g& X1 @: Y3 p¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotterGinny glanced up. "I'll go up and check on him. Besides, he hasn't eaten anything since yesterday, I'll see if he wants any lunch."¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳- V7 W3 ]4 C( O1 k6 @: R6 E0 r4 Y9 p* g
She vanished, brushing cellar dust hastily off her jeans as she went.×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£0 A5 B+ G! R( b; S+ A' ~
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And he dreamed.
3 E. b" O0 u  C" _6 F. ?×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£He walked a narrow and sparkling bridge between darkness and greater darkness. At each side the path fell away steeply, so steeply he could not see the bottom of the vast abyss he crossed, nor its farthest end.
0 O. y* ^  S  ~! A+ @# Y¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotterAt the center of the bridge a man was standing. When he reached him, Draco saw without surprise that the man had his own face, a few years older perhaps, but no more than a few. He could have been his twin: slender, with silver hair, his eyes like pale jewels containing neither passion nor compassion.
/ ~" n: p% {: a¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotterDraco groaned and covered his face with his hands. "I thought I had gotten rid of you."
. J. C1 o, m* h3 \6 v- C; cThe other smiled at him. "I almost lost you, it's true. I thought I might have to follow you down to the Gray Places, but you came back."
4 u$ C# L9 i" b4 qwww.hpfans.netDraco found the words he wanted to say without searching for them. "Why does it have to be me?" he said. "There are others with your blood, others like you."8 a- o$ X" [: r7 e: v( b; r: m
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"That's a defeatist attitude, boy," said the other, mouth stretching into a malevolent smile. "Not surprisingly, you echo the darkness in your own soul."5 H* K& D1 M; s* c
Draco voice came out on a wail. " What do I have to do to be rid of you?"
. u3 ]6 g6 Y: ~, C4 ?: p"Try to destroy me if you like. You will accomplish nothing more than your own destruction."
0 u/ X- l2 I' Z  q  ]6 j"I don't believe it." Draco lifted the sword in his hand - in this other world, in was feather-light -- and swung it toward the man who faced him, swung it straight and true, meaning to slice him in half.
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He bolted upright in bed, hearing his own harsh gasps for air as if they came from somewhere else. There was a tearing pain in his chest and he pressed his fist against it, feeling it ebb slowly. His pajamas were drenched in sweat, sticking to him uncomfortably. He swung his legs over the bed, peeling off his pajama top, and his eyes caught a glimpse of a flash of light across the room -
4 ^& ^- y/ s% u5 P* K¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳The sword, propped against the wall where Harry had left it. The light reflecting off the blade had a reddish tinge.
9 n: B9 y1 I0 v0 h7 HDraco closed his eyes. That feeling was back, the feeling of having slept without resting, awakening more tired than he had been when he lay down. He wondered if he should write to Snape and ask for more Wakefulness potion to go along with the will-strengthening potion, but at the moment he didn't have the energy. He felt overwhelmed by despair, and more than that, by a rising anger.
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Ginny closed the door of Percy's bedroom quietly behind her and blinked to adjust her eyes. It was nearly twilight now, and the room was dim, lit only by a single fringe-shaded bedside lamp. She could make out the shapes of the furniture, the bed, and the huddled outline of Draco's sleeping form under the covers.
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Draco didn't respond. She tilted her head, looking at him, her vision adjusted to the half-light now. He lay asleep on his side, shirtless, sheets tangled around his waist. His head was pillowed on his fist, his other arm under the blankets. She could see where his very light summer tan ended at the base of his throat, the faint line of the scar under his eye where the shards of Harry's broken ink bottle had cut him. Most people looked different when they were asleep, she thought, younger, gentler, undefended, but Draco just looked the way he always did: contained, and guarded.
+ O2 y7 z' @3 K  S9 x) RShe reached out and put her hand on his shoulder, meaning to shake him awake. His reaction was immediate. His hand shot out so quickly she barely had time to react; he seized her arm, yanked her down on the bed, and rolled over on top of her, his arm across her throat, his other hand drawn back as if he meant to hit her. "What do you think you're doing?" he hissed, glaring down at her.
! ^* O6 i' D) E3 [" j¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter"Ow!" Ginny yelled indignantly. "Ow! You bastard, get your elbow out of my throat!"
( F* S) Y  B- z6 _/ ^) d¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳Draco froze, and lowered his arm, blinking. It was the most surprised she had ever seen him look. "Oh, I...thought you were someone else."
5 J, T  z+ M; s+ o% V9 R"Who? Voldemort? Get off me, you twit," Ginny snapped, startled to wriggle out from under him, realized something, and paused. "I, uh.."×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£' f5 O* o6 x5 P3 ]+ S
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Ginny found herself stammering. "I, uh, just came to see if you wanted any food. It's nearly tea-time, you know. Charlie made food. It's pretty good. And, uh, we thought you might want some food. Did I say that already? I, uh, I could bring you up some, or you could come down if you feel up to it.": H) G2 K; q/ k! ^! q
Draco paused for a moment, and a faint smile flitted across his face. "I feel up to it," he said blandly.
8 J' O! a1 B9 W# B' \"Right. Well, then, you'd better get off me so I can stand up."
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"Sure. Why don't you do that."×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£) T# j# l/ F2 b' J
"Okay. And about the nudity thing..."www.hpfans.net3 E. G+ k( N  w7 @/ }
"I'll put some clothes on before I go downstairs."¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter0 Y8 [& j# b# J0 W( Z( ?
"That'd be a good idea."¹þÀû²¨ÌØ,»ô¸ñÎÖ×È,ÂÞ¶÷,ºÕÃô,ÂÞÁÕ,harrypotter' R/ f) {3 d/ v4 I1 ~% k
There was a short pause. He looked at her inquiringly.
1 _( S$ H% E/ |% _) p; K* M¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳"Right, then," she said. "I'll just go...away."
8 [5 O' m2 D( E0 U$ S# l2 s, ["See you," said Draco cheerfully, and Ginny ran for the door, bolted out into the hall, and slammed it behind her. He's laughing at me, she raged inwardly, starting off down the hallway. He's the one without any clothes on, and I get laughed at. It's not fair. She kicked out at the railing when she got to the stairs and was rewarded by feeling the wood splinter slightly under her foot. Take that, Draco Malfoy, she thought, you obnoxious, smirking, naked sort of person.
; R% B* d2 n/ s) ^& _4 X# ~4 ^$ t& Z) yShe was halfway down the stairs when she heard the front door bang open.×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£1 j; I* E9 u. u$ e9 X
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' C) o6 k+ r9 ]$ Y! J" d8 q" a$ xSunset came in shades of rose and sapphire and turned the sky over the Burrow into a mosaic of color. Sirius, however, was in no mood to admire the sky. He had arranged to meet Narcissa some distance from the Weasleys' so that they could talk privately for a few moments. When he Apparated into the middle of the darkening grove of trees, Narcissa was already there. She came towards him, her hair very silver in the half-light, twilight caught in the folds of her dark-red robes. She tilted her face up; he kissed her, and said, "Everything all right?"0 i, {5 T. [9 C! ?# E4 L5 p) T
"No. The inquest is horrible. They just don't know what to make of Lucius' death at all, and all his old papers have to be dragged out and gone over -" she broke off. "Never mind that, how's Remus? Did you get the doctor to come see him?" ¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳" ~# Y2 r& A# b9 \
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"Sirius, I think we'd better bring Draco back to the Mansion. You can't keep running back and forth between sickrooms, you'll drive yourself round the twist."
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"Mmm. Maybe. You know who else might be able to help?"×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£8 ]0 X, y: {# N' E8 Y  t
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"Severus Snape."
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& S  R# }+ D+ q* C% r5 |  r3 H. x% gwww.hpfans.net"I'm not being stubborn. I just said no, that's all. Because I hate the little rat bastard and I'm not asking him for anything."
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"This is the second time you've suggested Snape; I'm starting to think you know him better than you let on."
+ ^# c9 C. i# K; {. I# c"Well, there was that one mad weekend we spent together in Bora-Bora.": U5 a. `5 p( H
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"Sirius, don't be stupid. I do know him, because he and Lucius were practically inseparable for years before he left the Death Eaters. He really knows a lot about -"¹þÀû²¨ÌØ°®ºÃÕßÂÛ̳7 H) t$ ?0 U0 M1 x
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He stood where he was, too stunned to move, at least physically. His mind had already flown back, fifteen years back, to another night like this one, a night that was no longer dark but filled with the light of leaping orange flames - the house with its side caved in as if it had been kicked by a massive foot, the choking cloud of dust and plaster that burned his throat, stinging his eyes as he crawled through broken slabs of rubble towards the sound of a baby crying - and over it all that deadly greenish-black cloud, its shape unmistakable, as it was unmistakable now:
3 p9 I9 K- M! y6 w# E* l' Q  ~www.hpfans.netA skull with a serpent protruding from its mouth, its dead black eye sockets filled with stars.×î°ôµÄ¹þÀû²¨ÌØרÌâ´óÐÍÖÐÎÄÍøÕ¾£¬·á¸»¡¢¼°Ê±µÄÐÂÎÅ¡¢Í¼¿â¡¢ÊÓƵ¡¢Í¬ÈË¡¢ÏÂÔØ£¬»¹ÓÐÈÈÃŵĹþÃÔÌÖÂÛÇø¡£ÕâÊÇÄãÕæÕýµÄħ·¨¼ÒÔ°¡£+ m5 J: u" H- B' c% U/ c
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