Harry Potter: Reunion with the Enemy

Draco lowered his eyes and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth pretending to be nonchalant. He was relieved when he saw that it was Harry, but now his back was tense again. Since the afternoon of the first day here, Draco has been a little uneasy, so much so that he had to repeat it more than 20 times before taking a photo of kissing with the veil lifted on the beach. At night, when he was ready to face insomnia with his eyes open, he gradually felt his consciousness being pulled out of his body and gradually fell into a coma.

Harry, who was standing in front of him, looked pale and haggard, as did the strange wizard in the travel agency staff uniform behind him. Just after Harry subconsciously shook off his hand, the strange wizard grabbed Harry and gave him a look.

"Dear?" Draco was the first to break the silence. He folded up his wedding dress and looked around tentatively. His wand was not at hand. He was even in his pajamas. Before going to bed that day, he and Harry's wands were placed on the table beside the bed.

That night... I only remember that before going to bed, Harry sternly rejected Draco's request to wear the wedding dress again... and after Draco's tentative gestures, he simply turned his back and ignored him... Draco lost consciousness while holding the dress... Maybe he was too tightly entangled with the dress, so they simply moved him and the dress from the hotel to the ship.

Harry also looked very alert. After being reminded by the wizard behind him, Harry changed his expression to a friendlier one. "Sorry, I'm not in a good condition. You are bleeding. Sorry."

Draco propped himself up and looked at Harry: "It's nothing, it's normal for couples to have some small quarrels. Darling, where are we now? Why am I on the boat?" He saw a different look in those familiar green eyes, as if there was something disturbing lurking in the depths of the eyes.

Harry spoke slowly, choosing his words carefully, watching Draco's face closely to see his expression, "In fact, there was an owl in the evening saying that your father -"

"What's wrong with him?" Draco stood up suddenly and his tone became urgent.

"He brought a bunch of wizards into Gringotts and captured all the goblins on duty that day and brought them to your manor, saying he wanted to invite them as guests." Harry frowned unconsciously, as if he was gnashing his teeth at the mention of this matter. "He said he would not release these goblins until he saw you."

Draco seemed amused, and he sat back down. "Oh. He might want to invite everyone to tea or something. Is there something wrong with the vault again? Where's my mother? Did she invite the goblins to tea as well?"

"It's a mess outside right now, and it's hard to explain in a few words, but your parents' actions have alarmed a lot of people, and even Gringotts can't maintain its normal operation." Harry saw that there was nothing unusual on Draco's face, and continued tentatively.

"When? Last night?" Draco asked. "Can I see the owl?"

"My dear, you've been in a coma for several days." Harry said vaguely, skipping the question stiffly. "Well - now I just want to ask your opinion? Should we - go back to your house?"

Draco bit his lip, and his eyes moved from Harry's face to the faces of several travel agency staff at the other end of the cabin. They were all staring at this place, looking like they were about to pounce at any time. "I feel like I've been too sleepy and my mind is not clear enough now--" Draco scratched the broken hair on his forehead, "I listen to you, dear. What do you think?"

"We should go back and talk to your parents," Harry blurted out. "They seem to miss you. Getting into trouble with goblins isn't the answer."

"I suppose - yes," said Draco. "But I can't go home dressed like this, can I? I'd look a bit silly in my pajamas, and what else - I've brought a bunch of information and a wand..."

Harry took a deep breath. "I'm afraid you've lost your wand, dear. I'm afraid you can't -"

Draco covered his mouth and asked back, "Then your wand should still be there - the one with the lion and snake decoration, and the D and H on it, which are the decorations of your name."

Harry hesitated for a few seconds. "Yes, I still have mine. As long as I have my wand with me, it will be fine. Perhaps I can ask the travel agency staff to get it for me." He turned around and gestured to the wizard at the travel agency.

"This is the first time I've lost my wand." Draco blinked. "I just want to get a new one."

"Then let's prepare to return and tell your parents that you are safe." Harry seemed to have made up his mind. He took the wand with an exquisite lion and snake pattern handed to him by the staff and put it in his pocket.

"It's just a vacation, why are they making such a fuss?" Draco yawned, "But my parents have always disapproved of you and I dating - I don't know if they will be furious if I bring you there this time, or if I can just go home. I'll ask them to release all the goblins that were foolish enough to let them in."

"I'm afraid it's not safe enough. There are so many goblins, it would be safer if I go with you." Harry held Draco's shoulders, "I'm afraid it would be difficult to deal with the goblins if they start making trouble in your house. Should we take a few more wizards here with us?"

"Them?" Draco opened his mouth and pointed at the travel agency staff who were looking fierce. "It's actually a good idea - but you know that our family attaches great importance to bloodline. If a member of the family is not a pure-blood and enters the Malfoy Mansion, he will most likely be scolded by my ancestors - these staff are innocent."

Harry fell silent.

"You - the great savior, you alone are enough to protect me and my parents." Draco said sincerely, "Like I told you before, some wizard families are much better than others, Potter. Mixing with bad people will be affected, right?"

"Yes, you're right." A trace of barely perceptible displeasure flashed across Harry's face.

"Shall we still get out through that place where the motorbike riders got sucked in?" Draco walked toward the deck of the ship. Harry quickly followed.

"I think so." Harry stared at Draco without moving his eyes, "You can Apparate if you leave here." He seemed to remember something and pulled Draco's sleeve.

"Hiss-hiss-hiss-" Draco muttered to himself towards the sea.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked in confusion when he heard the voice.

"I've heard that learning to call like a snake can heal some magical damage - like the magic of the invisible sword. Isn't it interesting? Just like this - hiss - hiss - hiss -" Draco said, turning his head. "Do you want to try it?"

Harry didn't respond, just raised an eyebrow.

"Nothing." Draco turned his head and continued to look at the sea, "Let's go home."