[HP] When a son dresses up as an old man

Voldemort was a selfish person, no one would deny that, Slytherins were all selfish.

When he connected his soul with Draco, he would never have imagined that one day he would develop inextricable feelings for this boy.

When he received Draco's final letter, Voldemort didn't know how to describe his feelings.Maybe it never occurred to him that Draco would really want him dead one day, Draco had always loved him.

When Draco stood in front of him, Voldemort felt unprecedented happiness, yes, happiness!He didn't know that he would have the feeling of happiness...

His life was full of hatred, hating everyone, Muggles, wizards, as if his existence was to destroy, and destruction could not bring happiness.

So, he kept his appointment, once in this very place, Dumbledore beat Gellert. Voldemort couldn't figure it out, how could the Dark Lord, who was stronger than the greatest White Wizard, lose?You know Gellert was once the object of his adoration.

love?snort! Voldemort dismissed that thing, he didn't need love in his life, yes.

What happened later was beyond everyone's expectations, the connected wand, the power of countless spirits and the Deathly Hallows, brought him and Draco to the conscious space.Here, he saw the young Draco again, the Draco who loved him the most, the Draco who only had him in his life.

He was connected to Draco's soul, and without a complete soul, he couldn't break through this space.In repeated hesitation, he kept sucking the energy of Draco's soul, just like his original intention, Draco's existence was to give him strength.

Day after day, he watched that little beanie and his Voldy, doing childish things and talking childishly, Voldemort could hardly believe that he had ever been so stupid.

Voldemort laughed, and he didn't know whether he was laughing at his own stupidity at the beginning, or at the passing past. The thing he had held tightly slipped away from his fingers, and he didn't even have time to react.

He watched Draco's body weaken day by day, gradually becoming transparent, as if he couldn't touch it. Voldemort knew that if he tried to get out, Draco would die, a total dissolution, not even a soul.

So, he asked Draco if he still loved him.

Draco said, love.

Voldemort doesn't need love, love is something that makes people vulnerable, the strong don't need to be vulnerable.However, he wanted Draco alive, he didn't need love, but he needed Draco.

He wanted Draco alive!Even if he uses Draco to be resurrected, even if he obtains the world and obtains eternal life, if there is no Draco, it will go against his desire, and life will no longer be perfect.

Voldemort dismissed an imperfect life.

Merging his soul into Draco's body, Voldemort knew that maybe this was the last time he saw the boy, as if he fell asleep hugging each other every night, looking forward to the next day when the sun would lift the veil of night and wake up the reunion .

Good night, my boy, see you tomorrow.

Remember, I don't love you, but I need you...