[HP] Moonlight Lovers

Gryffindor's mischievous quartet of Marauders seem to have been a little off lately.

The guys who had been huddled in front of Professor Porter all the time, seeking attention, praise, and encouragement, suddenly started avoiding him. Even in the class where they had to face each other, their attitudes were weird, and they all looked away. Do your best to avoid staring at him.

Harry was puzzled, wondering what the hell they were up to, they were all fine before the holidays.

Gryffindor and Slytherin, two students who always love tit for tat, stopped suddenly because of their different reasons. The peaceful and quiet campus life really made everyone a little uncomfortable.

Lucius was probably the only one in Hogwarts who was secretly delighted by this. Finally, those few unsightly guys no longer popped up frequently to compete with him for Harry's attention.

This kind of days lasted for a long time. When Harry was wondering whether to talk to them, one night after the curfew, he was patrolling the castle when he was blocked by an invisible figure.

He stood still, looking at the empty corridor in front of him with a smile, "Who's there?"

The invisibility cloak was torn off a little bit, and a disheveled head was floating in the air, with the corners of the mouth drooping slightly, looking like he had no energy.

"Professor Porter."

This corridor was so remote that there wasn't even a single portrait, but James kept his voice very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing anything.

"Night excursion," the person concerned came forward, and Harry couldn't ignore it, "10 points deducted from Gryffindor."

James didn't care about deducting points or anything, and compared to other professors, this point could be regarded as merciful.

The black-haired boy pursed his lips tightly, and took a step forward. The invisibility cloak on his body fell to the ground like running water, but he didn't care at all. He raised his hand and grabbed his wrist forcefully, as if he was afraid that he would run away. .

Harry lowered his head in cooperation, his eyes fell on the familiar roll of parchment that was exposed in James' pocket, and the expression on his face froze for a moment.

"What's your full name, Professor?" The boy in front of him stared at him and asked in a low voice.

Unexpectedly, he would be caught off guard by such a question. Harry felt that his throat was dry, and it was difficult to maintain a nonchalant smile. After a moment of silence, he forced the corners of his lips to curl up, "Why are you asking me this all of a sudden?"

"Don't you want to tell me?" James had a weird expression, it was the first time he spoke to him in such an aggressive manner, "Is it still not convenient to tell me?"

"It's no big big secret, James—"

Any defense in front of the facts is meaningless, he slightly turned his eyes away, and said softly: "I am Harry James Potter."

"You never mentioned it," James' fingers tightened violently. "I didn't when I first introduced myself! And not after we've known each other for so long!"

He looked very angry, even a little sad, "Did you hide it from me on purpose? It's because I trust you so much!"

Harry frowned, with a rare look of helplessness in his eyes, "I just..."

"No need to explain! I can see it myself!" James stared stubbornly, rolled up his sleeves, pulled out his wand and pressed it against his wrist.

A little fluorescent light rose from the tip of the wand, and a long thin thread was pulled out and spun around the wrists of the two of them, spreading round and round to the entire arm.

Harry could have easily flung it away, but under such cold and angry eyes, he did nothing.

He thought that if the truth was revealed one day, James might be angry because of his concealment, but he didn't expect that he would be so angry.

Is it really that...unacceptable?

In the silence of the two, the thin lines surrounding them shimmered, and the original silvery white color gradually changed from light to dark, until finally, it turned into a rich blood red.

really……

James shook his hand holding the wand, and the red line that represented the blood relationship between the two suddenly disappeared under the cold moonlight. He stared blankly for a moment with his eyes downcast, then suddenly let out a loud sneer, and when he raised his head again, Even the eye sockets were red, "You knew who I am a long time ago, you knew from the very beginning... Was it... that you approached me on purpose..."

"I do know." His wording was a bit strange, but Harry didn't have the heart to think about it, maybe because he cared about it, "Sorry, if you are very concerned about the identity-"

"asshole!!!"

James blushed, and punched Harry hard in the abdomen with his fist, pushing the unsuspecting Harry to a stagger, raised his arm and wiped his face with his sleeve indiscriminately, turned around to leave.

A sudden red light flashed across his chest, and the black-haired boy who ran towards the stairs angrily let out a muffled grunt, curled up into a ball and fell back heavily.

"James!"

Harry, whose expression was fixed on the spot, changed his expression. Regardless of the pain in his abdomen, he rushed over immediately, half-kneeling on the floor, and quickly cast a spell for him to check.

"Can't die."

A cold voice sounded, and Harry subconsciously raised his wand, looking straight at the young man who walked out of the darkness with eyes full of shock and anger.

"Lucius!" He forced himself to suppress the instinctive reaction to strike back, and the tip of his staff slightly turned to the other side, and snapped, "What are you doing?!"

Faced with such a cold and angry question, the platinum boy's eyes darkened, and for the first time he couldn't help showing the side he least wanted him to see in front of this person.

"He did something to you." Lucius held his wand tightly with his fingers, and said in a cold voice, with a hint of murderous intent in his gray-blue eyes, "Professor Potter is accusing me of not Should I vent my anger on you?!"

A thin piece of moonlight slanted down from the window, covering his body, but it couldn't dispel the dark and obscure aura that seemed to be real.

This is really bad.

"Wait a minute."

Harry closed his eyes and calmed down quickly. He retracted his wand and cast a healing spell first. James, who was covered in cold sweat, struggled to knock him away with his elbow, with a face of resistance and disgust.

This attitude really surprised him, Harry pursed his lips, feeling a little dazed deep down in his heart.

Everyone thinks that Professor Potter is too partial to those Gryffindors, but James and the others are not like this. Among all the professors, he is the most trusted and closest. That kind of intimacy seems to be the same as all other Gryffindors outside of time and space. The reflection brought about by the bond that did not happen made him happy and sad.

——No matter which time and space he was in, even in the most desperate situation, he never imagined that they didn't love him.

Lucius took a step forward furiously, then stopped abruptly.

He couldn't bear the feeling of a man who was so strong that he seemed invincible to anything, showing such an almost weak feeling towards anyone but himself, let alone the feeling of being completely excluded.

he's mine!be mine!

Deep in my heart, there seems to be a poisonous snake with its head raised high, hissing out the snake letter, and showing its ferocious fangs to things that make him feel threatened.

"Harry..."

Lucius approached slowly, and slowly squatted down, staring fixedly at the lover who was trying to heal the uncooperative bear child.

The boundless moonlight condensed silently in the cold eyes, and when those green eyes with a little tiredness looked at him hurriedly, those gray-blue eyes soaked in the dark night were already filled with silver light .

"Lu..."

Harry's eyes froze for a moment, and all movements of his hands stopped.

James looked at Lucius in horror, opened his mouth but before making a sound, the cold wand was already pressed against his throat.

Lucius didn't even give him a look, but the magic pressure slowly surging around him was coldly warning - don't try to stop it.

James, who had always been daring, couldn't help shivering. He had encountered dangers of all sizes, but he had never felt that death was so close to him.

Holding his breath, he froze on the spot. He didn't even dare to shift his gaze a little bit. With his left hand, he pressed the door key that was made into a cufflink calmly. His eyes that were full of anger just now were full of tangles.

At any rate... There is a blood relationship, if Malfoy wants to hurt him... Considering how many years of care he has taken care of, it's better to take him along with him...

Anyway, he will never forgive this big liar!

Lucius looked at Harry quietly for a while, then slowly took off the glasses that were in the way, and gently stroked his face with his slender fingers.

James was full of resentment: something seems wrong...but this bastard really looks a bit like me...how can I break it when I'm even more angry? ?

When he was secretly depressed, the two people in front of him were getting closer and closer, the corners of the expressionless platinum boy raised his mouth meaninglessly, but a tear slowly fell from his eyes.

He could feel that defenseless trust, even when this person was so angry, that's why he succeeded so easily...

But why... can't it be just him...

"Do you really love me?"

Lucius looked at his lover's face carefully with sadness and scrutiny, and murmured.

Still like his flirtatious and affectionate father, when he is interested, he holds people in the palm of his hand, is extremely gentle, and discards them as soon as the novelty passes, no amount of tears can exchange a look.

"Of course," the dark-haired man replied unconsciously with his eyes blank, "I love you, Lucius."

Jaime Dead Fisheye who was squeezed aside: So why am I here...

Lucius smiled lowly, like pleasure, but also like self-deprecating, "That's nice—but why can't you just love me?"

James immediately pricked up his ears: Is it possible that Professor Potter is not only a big liar, but also a philandering scumbag?Didn't see it——

"I'm not in love with anyone else." There was obvious confusion in Harry's voice.

The wand in Lucius' hand trembled, and James, who was watching the gossip, had to step back a little.

"What about James Potter and Lily Evans? And Blake—" the platinum boy almost uttered those names through gritted teeth, "Why do you treat them differently?!"

James was almost poked by the tip of his staff and was forced to lean back again, full of grievances, and finally couldn't help protesting loudly.

"Because the bastard is my father's illegitimate son—"

"Because they were my parents and godfather—"

As soon as the two completely different answers came out, the surrounding air froze instantly.

James' eyes widened, and he even hiccupped in shock. The hand that was holding the portkey was clenched tightly. Harry, who had just woken up from the trance, was spinning in a whirl before he had time to think. He was taken away from Hogwarts by the person in his arms.

Lucius subconsciously stretched out his hand, and watched them disappear in front of him.

He was stunned for a while with a pale complexion, and then he took a hard breath. Before his eyes were Harry looking at him in disbelief before he disappeared.

A bone-piercing chill rose from the bottom of his heart, pervading his whole body like the diffuse moonlight at this time, making him shiver uncontrollably.