Harry Potter: Reunion with the Enemy

"Sorry, am I here at the wrong time?" Lancelot strode into the ward, exhausted. His backpack and clothes were still stained with mud and dust from somewhere, and a small wound on his face was bleeding. He looked like he had just crawled out of a hole in the ground and had a friendly exchange with the thousand-year-old zombie.

But it was obvious that the messy medicine stains and wrinkled sheets on the bed showed that there was another "friendly exchange" going on here.

Lancelot was stunned by the scene, but he quickly connected the cause and effect through his quick analytical ability. Combined with the fact that Draco and Harry looked like they had just taken a shower early in the morning, and they also had a shy and embarrassed expression on their faces...

Of course, the most obvious thing is the kiss mark that cannot be covered even if Harry wraps himself tightly.

According to the original plan, Harry's recovery stage was almost to the point of being discharged from the hospital, but the savior standing in front of him now looked like he could not even stand steadily.

Lancelot saw Harry meet his gaze and blushed slightly, as if he had reacted and wanted to cast a Cleansing Charm on the sheets to destroy the evidence, but at this moment Harry stumbled with every step towards his wand.

"Okay. Was there a new dragon that bit Harry yesterday? Should I call the Muggle police or the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic to report the situation?" Lancelot couldn't help but want to tease the two of them, and spoke in a rhythmic tone.

Draco wiped the water droplets from his wet hair and separated the hair with his fingertips to make sure every drop of potion had been cleaned up. He turned back and answered Lancelot: "If you say Draco is a dragon that does bad things, it's not wrong for me..."

Harry made no sound as he finally reached his wand and with lightning speed he made the bed spotless, as if nothing had ever happened to it before and it was just a clean, new, innocent white sheet.

"As for calling the Aurors, yesterday's incident happened purely because of the Auror's own seduction." Draco added, and Lancelot keenly noticed the slight pride that Draco could not conceal in his tone.

"I just can't stand it - every time you look at me lately, it's like you're on the verge of committing a crime." Harry covered his face, "I just asked you to try to kiss me - I didn't -"

"I really only kissed you. Am I not obedient enough to you? Except that the scope and strength of the kiss may not be controlled very properly." Draco lazily defended, "We dragons - we like to use our teeth when kissing, and your reaction and moaning make me think that you like it very much."

"I just want a goodnight kiss before going to bed. I can't fall asleep lying on my stomach all the time, and the medicine is still sticky on my back." Harry's face was red as if he was ripe, he looked indignant and put his hands on his hips.

Draco snorted, "Yeah. The honest Auror only took off my shirt because the medicine on his back couldn't be absorbed. Then he probably touched my abs because my skin might have some magical effect on curing insomnia."

"I do not--"

Draco simply stepped forward and covered the lower half of Harry's face with his hands. His palms felt his soft lips still trying to say something.

Harry calmed down in Draco's arms. Only then did Draco speak lazily again: "As the loyal partner of the savior Harry Potter in the Gringotts project, my project partner Harry asked me to kiss him - I kissed him very seriously - if the Ministry of Magic needs a summary of Auror Harry Potter's kiss report, I will be happy to write it. It can include the following parts: the parts of Harry that Harry likes to be kissed, the strength of Harry's kiss, and Harry's reactions when being kissed -"

Draco felt Harry in his arms begin to resist violently after hearing these words. Draco used a little force to control the person in his arms and used the height difference to maintain his current standing posture.

The next second Draco felt Harry's teeth biting his finger, and a threatening force came from between his teeth.

Lancelot shrank silently into the corner, wondering whether to sneak out again or just Apparate away. The conversation between the two men floated over the ward, giving Lancelot a gradual visual understanding of some of the events of last night.

A very embarrassing picture is about to form in my mind.

Lancelot prided himself on being a man who had seen the world, but at this moment he felt that his defense capabilities in some areas were still very weak.

Ten seconds later, Lancelot finally decided to quickly flee this place of trouble, but unfortunately, before he actually left the ward, he heard the following conversation between the two noisy people.

"Hiss - don't bite me, I can talk about some of the conclusions of the kissing report. The most favorite parts to be kissed are the neck and the inner thighs -" Draco seemed to be attacked by some pillows while dodging and talking. "After being sucked, a light lick will cause tremors and spasms - the sound is best when lying on your back -"

"Shut up--" There was a sound of a cabinet being moved behind him, followed by the sound of something falling to the ground.

"I hope we can maintain a good working relationship as colleagues - I will always be your loyal partner, Draco - if further exploration is required - all you need is your order -"

After Lancelot ran away from the ward, there was only one thought in his mind.

"I'd better go fight zombies."