[HP] End of Death

Draco's dormitory was awakened by a loud noise at five o'clock in the morning. A fire dragon broke through the glass of the tower and crashed into their dormitory, blasting a huge hole in the floor.Then it was bumping around in the tight space and everyone had to get up and round it up.

After the dragon smashed Goyle's teacup and a wall lamp in the dormitory, blew up the walls, and managed to burn Nott's bed curtain, it was finally destroyed by their concerted efforts.Everyone was out of breath, Draco glanced at his watch, it was almost seven o'clock.

"Who made this stuff, it's really harmful..." Nott complained.

"I heard it was Weasley..."

"Which Weasley?" Brace snorted. "Too many Weasleys."

They muttered into the Great Hall, and Draco sat down at the table, looking involuntarily at the Gryffindor table.Harry didn't seem to have breakfast yet. He looked out of the window after looking for a while. After an afternoon and a night, there were not many fireworks left, only a few solitary ones were left weakly wandering in the air, obviously energy It's running out.

His mood at this time is also like these fireworks that have come to an end, helpless and bewildered.He remembered what Harry had said to him yesterday, that he had told him not to make things worse... He understood that he was putting distance between him and wanting to go back to the previous state of not interfering with each other.

Draco's heart was pounding, and he knew it was the best ending for them.Just pretend that nothing happened, they didn't love each other or hurt each other, so there is no need to hesitate, regret, entangle, or make irreparable mistakes.

But can they really pretend they don't know anything...?The marks they left on each other are so deep, whether it's love or pain-the two things can actually be confused sometimes.

Even though Harry wanted to forget him, Draco knew he couldn't.He should have realized it earlier, when he tried to escape again and again but found that he could not get around this circle, he should have understood——

For the rest of his life he could never escape his captivity.

But he is willing.

However, when they finished class in the afternoon and planned to go to the auditorium for dinner, they found a huge quagmire lying on the ground in front of the hall.A large group of students surrounded the quagmire, and everyone looked at the few people on the south side of the quagmire.

"Okay, do you think it's funny to turn the school ground into a quagmire?" Umbridge's sweet voice sounded, and she was smiling and staring at the two boys not far away.

"Professor Umbridge, I found it! I found it..." A series of stumbling footsteps accompanied by the sound of rusty iron chains colliding and dragging from far to near, Draco looked towards the source of the sound, Phil Qi held a bunch of old-fashioned handcuffs and iron whips and walked towards his heels with an excited expression, "I found the whip! I found it...these things can finally come in handy..."

"Ah, good, good...thank you, Filch..." Umbridge grinned.

At this time, one of the two boys said: "Fred, I think we have learned enough knowledge at Hogwarts."

"Yeah, it's time for us to make our mark in society—" another boy responded.

"Then--the broomsticks are coming!" They raised their hands together, and gradually there was the sound of something flying rapidly through the air, Draco squinted his eyes, and he saw two black spots getting bigger... Two brooms whizzed towards them through the crowd, and many students bent down in fright.

But the Weasley twins grabbed their broom with one hand, stepped on it nimbly, rose rapidly, and hovered in the sky.They happened to see Peeves loitering over the Great Hall, and George waved at him and said loudly, "Send her to hell for us, Peeves."

Before that, Draco had never seen Peeves listen to any student's orders, but he saw it take off its hat and salute them, and then flew into a strong roar amidst the applause of the students. In the setting sun.

Draco stared blankly at the two flying figures, they drifted away in the bright sky, turned into two small dots, and finally disappeared deep in the clouds.

For a moment, he wanted to rush out of the wall like them, out of this bound world, he wanted to leave here with that person, to a place of true freedom without shadows and darkness, without distinctions and prejudices, to live forever and ever go down.He will hold him in the palm of his hand, try his best to treat him well, and never hurt him again.

But he knew it was just his wish.He can't be as capricious and free as they are.He wants to make up for his mistakes, but he knows how much it will cost him.

He won't run away any more.

As the OWLs approached, the atmosphere in the school became more and more tense.The library and lounge are brightly lit all night, and are crowded with reviewing students every day.Every teacher kept emphasizing the importance of exams in the class, which made the students more and more anxious, and several girls even got hysterical between classes, so they were immediately given Madam Pomfrey's sedative .

Draco went to the library every night, because he couldn't stand the loud voices of the people in the lounge reciting, and he also had a secret hope-hope to meet Harry in the library.He did meet a few times, but he didn't say a word or make extra eye contact.But it was still a very enjoyable time, candlelight, book pages, fingertips, the high bridge and lake outside the window, it was extremely quiet.

"Draco, I heard—uh, your father knew the examiner?" Crabbe asked cautiously as he approached him in the library at noon one day.

"Maybe, after all he's been in and out of the Ministry of Magic a lot, you know, he knows a lot of people—" Draco replied casually, secretly watching Harry, Ron and Hermione sitting not far away.

"Oh, then I suppose your father's buying her a meal will settle the matter—"

"Maybe, they usually sell my father's face. With his reputation, it's probably not a problem..." He said without thinking. At this time, he caught a glimpse of Harry raising his head and glanced at him, leaning over to talk to Luo. En started the discussion.

He tried to hear what they were saying, but he failed.Draco was still sitting where he was when they got up to leave.He quietly reached out to touch Harry's hand as he walked by, feeling a little cold.

"Hey, I said, do you want to try this? Dragon claw powder that can make you sober when you smell it? And this—" In the past few weeks before the exam, there have been a few boys in the corridor mysteriously Selling some strange potions, Crabbe and Goyle seemed to be very interested, Draco touched his chin, considering whether to go and have a look... But soon he saw a girl walking over to those few A boy stopped them, took the medicine pack from them, and showed them his prefect badge.

"These are all harmful things, I confiscated them." She said, "Don't appear here again in the future!"

"Show me something, Granger."

Hermione turned to see Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle standing in front of her, looking at her proudly.

"Oh, I don't think I need to follow your orders. Remember, I'm a prefect too." Hermione crossed her hands, not to be outdone.

"I know you're a prefect, Granger. But as part of the investigative team—"

"Are you bullying again, Malfoy!" An angry voice came from behind, Draco restrained himself from turning around, and waited until Harry and Ron came to Hermione's side before boldly looking at him, trying his best to Put on a smug expression.

"Long time no see, Potter." His voice was a little trembling, and he hoped the other party didn't hear it. "How is the exam review?"

"Never mind." The boy looked at him hostilely, and Draco felt a little itchy with those bright green eyes.

"I thought you'd need this—" he pursed his lips, indicating with his chin what Hermione was holding.Before Harry replied, Ron's eyes lit up: "Is this dragon claw powder?"

"What, Hermione, did you get their dragon claw powder?"

Hermione looked at the two men with a look of resentment: "It's useless, Harry, Ron!"

"Give us a little, just a little, really, Dragon's Claw Powder is really good, it keeps you very clear-headed for a few hours -" Ron begged.

"Oh, I looked it over, Ron, it's just—"

While they were still arguing, Draco walked a few steps behind Harry, squeezed his waist calmly, and left quickly before he could recover.

"——It's just Hu Meizi's dried shit——"

Harry turned his head and subconsciously stroked the touched piece of skin. He felt as if he had been electrified, and his palms were sweating.