[HP] Dearest Enemy

After all, Grindelwald is a demon king who has been rampant throughout the European continent for many years. The news that he was defeated by Dumbledore in the duel shocked the entire wizarding world, and the war between Muggles was also calmed down.No matter which side you look at, the established history of Germany's defeat has not changed.

Dumbledore returned to Great Britain with the honor of ending a dark age and the praise of countless admirers, while Harry and Tom stayed in Munich.Alex told Harry in the letter that he had personally ruled out most of the places where the curse might appear, leaving only the last few places, and he could meet Harry after visiting all of them.

Harry wanted to go with Alex, but Tom talked him out of it.Although Grindelwald has been sent to Nurmengard to "enjoy his old age" at this time, and a large number of dark wizards have been arrested, many of his followers have slipped through the net, and their arrest warrants have even been issued to Ma Melon in hand.Matthias, who had been following Grindelwald during the duel, was one of them. It was not safe for Harry, who had been invited by Dumbledore, at this time.So Harry just toured around Munich with Tom, waiting patiently in the hotel for news from Alex.

Because Harry promised himself that he could stay, Tom was very happy.He found that Harry would involuntarily avoid his gaze many times, and then observe himself when he was not paying attention.Although Tom had noticed Harry's behavior in the past, Harry at that time would have met his gaze calmly instead of evasively as he is now.Tom was overjoyed at this change in his beloved, as bright as sunshine on a July afternoon.

Although Harry still deliberately kept a certain distance from Tom, Tom didn't mind at all.He didn't need to rush Harry to make a decision, even if Alex stood in front of Harry at this moment, he might not necessarily lose in a complete mess.

Harry was hesitating, and Grindelwald's parting words made him wonder whether he should accept Tom's feelings for him.In just over a month, Tom seemed to have grown into a person who could be on an equal footing with him.Not only was he taller than he was, but the way he acted was different from when he was in school.This black-haired boy is more smooth and natural when dealing with various affairs, and he is also more measured.Tom really didn't need anyone to look after him, his sophistication made him look like a young man just out of school, and in fact he never had to worry about him too much himself.

Harry still couldn't figure out what kind of feelings he had for Tom.Obviously, Tom is no longer the child who needs his protection, nor is he the teenager who needs his guidance and education.Sometimes Harry would still habitually treat Tom as his own child, but this was less and less the case now.Ambiguous emotions have blurred the boundary between Harry and Tom that has not changed for more than ten years. The handsome boy with a pair of black eyes is crossing the disappearing boundary step by step in his own way, while Harry His resistance seemed so weak and powerless.

Even though he understood that Tom's purpose of coming here was not as pure as he said, Harry still agreed with him to be by his side.Harry vaguely felt that the reason was not difficult to explain, but once he started to think about it, he was like a fish swimming erratically in the water, making faint ripples on the surface of the water, and then quickly disappeared into the bottom of the water, making it difficult to understand. fathom.

After staying in Munich for a full month, Harry received a letter from his friend.Alex has found the most likely location for Harry to be marked with the curse.He found clues to the principle of the curse in an old house where Harry once hid, and found a wooden box that still retained traces of the curse.Alex wrote in the letter that he was looking for information on how to lift the curse in the old house, and that he would come to Munich with the item that cursed Harry in the near future, and the curse attached to Harry would be able to cleared.Harry was excited and excited. Although he didn't feel the mark of the curse on his back, it was a joyful event to be able to get rid of this state of being unable to use magic and reunite with his friends.

Tom was a little unhappy. Although it is a great thing that Harry's curse can be lifted, it means that Alex will take this opportunity to publicly confess his love to Harry.Although Harry would not necessarily accept the hedgehog's affection because of his soft heart and gratitude to Alex, it was a big threat to Tom after all.Tom never got evidence from Harry that Alex had confessed to him, nor could he prove that Harry really didn't know what Alex wanted to do, which made him very disturbed and irritated all day .

Harry waited for his friend's arrival amidst excitement and apprehension, but the man with the flamboyant short hair never showed up until the date agreed in Alex's letter passed.Tom waited with Harry until the white light of dawn appeared on the horizon, without seeing a single hair of Alex's hair.

Tom was a little apprehensive. He felt that something must have happened to Alex, but he dared not speak out his guess.Harry had already written his worry on his face. He didn't know if Alex had encountered some trouble on the way, or if he had been delayed for something.He didn't want to think about the worst outcome, the idea of ​​being too horrible made him unbearable.

At noon, a witch whom he and Tom didn't know personally came to Harry's guest room door.

"Mr. Palampion has had an accident." After confirming the people in the room, the witch said anxiously, "his patron saint suddenly appeared to ask us for help last night. We rushed there immediately, but arrived I didn't see anything where the Patronus said it was. The traces have been cleaned up and we don't know where he is now."

Tom's heart skipped a beat, and his premonition came true.He immediately turned his head to look at Harry, the green-eyed man's expression was solemn and expressionless.

"Where did he sound the alarm?" Harry asked eagerly.

"It's less than fifty miles away from Munich." The witch replied, "We speculate that he probably met a dark wizard, and the Dark Lord's subordinates don't like him very much."

"Can you show me there?" Harry asked anxiously, "I've dealt with those dark wizards, maybe I can see something."

The witch immediately agreed.Tom brought Harry's coat, and together the three of them Apparated to the location.

It was a deserted forest, and not long after Harry walked into the forest, he noticed very weak magic fluctuations.The three stayed in the woods until dark, but in the end they failed to find any traces that could indicate that Alex had been here.The person who attacked him was obviously premeditated, and he was definitely an old hand. Except for the magic fluctuations that have not yet dissipated, it means that there was a fierce battle here, and the three of them had nothing to gain.

Could he have...Harry felt as if he was being frozen bit by bit by the horrible thought he had forced to suppress in his heart.He couldn't believe that Alex had disappeared so close to him and hadn't heard from him.It was no longer time to stay. Tom thanked the witch who delivered the letter on behalf of Harry, and then pulled Harry, who didn't want to leave, back to the hotel with a strong attitude.

"Maybe he's fine, and he'll show up in a few days." Tom said with relief, "You know he's not someone who can be easily defeated, so we might as well wait a few more days."

Harry nodded numbly.That ominous thought was gradually growing, and the possibility that Alex had been killed was very high.The dark wizards under Grindelwald don't like to be procrastinating, and they have always been ruthless and straightforward, and he learned from the conversation with the witch that Alex has a very special status among the wizards lurking in Germany. The most important thing is that he Once seriously injured a confidant of Grindelwald.Harry didn't dare to think about the almost factual speculation, and stubbornly and anxiously waited for further news in the hotel.

The witch visited again three days later, this time bringing a letter from Dumbledore himself.Harry opened the envelope impatiently, glanced at the not-so-long letter, and froze completely after seeing a word.

The letter slipped slowly from his hand to the ground.Tom's heart sank, and he couldn't help but frown. He had already guessed the content of the letter from Harry's expression.Tom picked up the parchment, glanced at it, and was speechless.

Alex died, and his opponent brought his ashes to Dumbledore, along with a letter explaining what he had done.The man who murdered Alex was the same Matthias they had met.He ran away after witnessing Grindelwald's defeat, eluded the Aurors, then somehow learned of Alex's whereabouts, and murdered him on his way back.

"Thank you, Mrs. Grain." Harry said to the witch who was weeping over the news, "I have troubled you these few days."

Tom watched in amazement as Harry calmly sent the witch out the door, then closed the door and walked towards him, took Dumbledore's letter from him, and read it with utmost seriousness.

The words on the pale yellow parchment stung his eyes.Harry folded the letter and put it back in the envelope, and walked slowly to the window and stopped.He bowed his head, clenched his hands tightly into fists, and said nothing.

Tom hesitated for a moment, then walked over and slowly took Harry's shoulders.

The green-eyed man was slightly startled, and slowly turned his head to look at him. The young man was surprised to see that the eyes behind the glasses seemed to be staring at him, and seemed to see nothing, full of heart-wrenching grief.

"Harry?" Tom cupped his face lightly.

"I didn't think it would, it was my fault," Harry murmured, "Alex..."

He choked up and couldn't continue.Tom opened his mouth, not knowing how to comfort him.The letter was written in Dumbledore's own hand, in a bold green ink cursive.Tom didn't feel relieved at all, but felt very empty as if he had lost something, as if a piece had suddenly disappeared.He suddenly realized that his plans and well-rehearsed coping methods these days were all meaningless. The gray-eyed man with flamboyant black hair would never stand in front of him and say a word to him.Dead, gone, and will never appear again, these words made the black-eyed boy feel sad and lost.

Harry stood silent, with a look on his face that made Tom's heart ache.Tom gently took off Harry's glasses and set them aside, then put his arms around him, resting his head lightly on his shoulder.

"Cry, Harry," Tom whispered, hugging the man in his arms.

"Tom?" Harry said after a while.

"I'm here," Tom whispered, stroking his black hair, "I'm with you."

Harry choked up, and finally let out a low whimper from his throat.

Warm tears slowly soaked the boy's shoulders, the person in his arms was trembling, but he kept suppressing his voice.Tom stroked Harry's back tenderly, watching the setting sun outside the window without saying a word.The bright sunset glow is like thick blood, reddening the entire sky.

"Don't suppress your sadness, Harry." Tom kissed his forehead. "You don't have to carry those things all the time."

"It's me." Harry's voice was shaking, "It's all my fault..."

"No, don't say that." Tom hugged him tightly, gently circling his back with his fingers, "It was an accident."

"It's my fault." Harry choked up and shook his head, "I killed him!"

"Harry, you can't blame yourself like that," Tom said loudly, wiping the tears from his face, "Don't do that!"

However, the tears could not be wiped away. Harry shook his head while crying, clutching Tom's sleeve tightly, unable to say a word.

Tom took him into his arms again, and said nothing more, but held him tightly.Harry finally stopped suppressing his sadness, hugged the tall and thin boy and let out a cry of grief.Tom stroked Harry's back silently, letting him leave mottled tears on his skirt and shoulders.

Harry cried for a long time, for his only friend in this time and space.He is dead, gone, will never appear again, never see his joy and anger, never hear his voice again.That young man with short hair who is as arrogant as himself will no longer hold his shoulders to show a lazy and wanton smile, and will no longer talk about those serious topics in a joking tone.

The sunshine that gave him the greatest comfort in this strange time and space will never appear again.

Harry's cries finally started to grow quieter as the stars rose into the sky.The person in his arms was getting heavier and heavier, Tom thought for a moment, then turned to look at him.

"I'll make a cup of tea," Tom whispered to Harry, pulling him into an armchair.Harry nodded, covering his eyes with his hands, still sobbing.Tom quickly made tea, only to find that Harry had fallen asleep in the chair.

"You actually cry until you fall asleep." Tom whispered, and wiped away the tears on his face pityingly.