Draco Malfoy had never been a likable fellow.
Harry had once wondered what sort of person could possibly like Draco.
Later, he gradually realized that, aside from his remarkable talent for making people hate him, Draco Malfoy's flaws were not all that glaring.
As Harry's greatest rival during his school years, Draco had at times overshadowed even Voldemort.
Draco Malfoy was the driving force that spurred Harry to keep improving himself.
The two of them had what could be called a love-hate relationship.
They might hate each other, but they would never take each other's lives.
They could barely stand the sight of each other, yet they would still lend a hand in a crisis.
That was their relationship.
Seeing the school-age Draco again made Harry's fists itch terribly.
More importantly, as a member of the Stars Society, Draco wore a Stars Badge.
That gave Harry an idea for getting into the Stars Society.
Inside the Stars Society's underground Armory.
A floating mass was entangled in countless black threads, unable to move.
The dome that served as a starry sky radiated binding magic power, keeping Black Sky firmly sealed.
After being restrained, it kept calling out to Meri.
"Meri, I need your help."
This was a one-way ticket through time. Meri was still lying unconscious in the Cemetery, drained by Black Sky's departure from her body.
Meri's fingers twitched. She heard the call, but her heart was filled with the despair of betrayal.
Negative emotions connected her to Black Sky's body.
"Martin, why did you do this?"
Meri murmured to herself, "Weren't we working toward a greater ideal?"
More than the betrayal, it was the collapse of every ideal she had pursued-creating a better living environment for lost wizards-that drove Meri deeper into despair.
She was an orphan, and