[HP] End of Death

The room was dark and gloomy, surrounded by large and small glass bottles.There is water in the glass bottle, and inside it is a white human brain, writhing in the water like a squid, which is extremely weird.And behind them, a thin curtain is moving without wind, it is so soft and graceful, Harry's eyes can't help but be attracted by it, he seems to hear someone talking behind the curtain, laughter, noise, whispering Whisper...

"Harry?" Draco sensed something was wrong with him, and he patted his cheek, but the boy didn't respond, still staring at the curtain in a trance.The knocking sound outside the door became louder and louder, and they were about to break in in a short time. Draco quickly shook his shoulder vigorously, and even bit him on the neck before the other party came back to his senses. The face looked at him blankly.

If it weren't for this urgent situation, Draco thought he would have kissed him, he didn't know how lovable his helpless look was.But time is running out, and they must find a way.

He pulled him to stand up, retreated to the other side of the door and stood against the wall, and asked in a low voice, "Harry, are you wearing an invisibility cloak?"

"Yes, do you want to put it on now?" Harry said as he took out the silky invisibility cloak from his pocket, and covered the two of them in it.

"After they break in later, let's find a gap to escape from the room and take the elevator upstairs." He reminded, Harry nodded subconsciously, and then shook his head immediately: "No, Ron and Hermione are still in the room inside!"

"We can't take them out together, Harry, there are too many people here!" Draco persuaded, and he didn't look too happy, "The most important thing is that you go back, their goal is to prophesy Ball, not interested in anything else."

But Harry calmed down and retorted: "No, you're not right. If I leave, they will take out their anger on Ron and Hermione... I can't go, Draco, you go first Help them."

"Harry!"

The banging sound outside the door seemed to have diminished, or it might just have been ignored by them.They stared at each other, neither of them willing to bow their heads.Draco was about to say something, but the banging on the door stopped suddenly, and the next moment, a huge force blasted the door open, and the door panel was hammered heavily on the wall, shaking the two people who were against the wall. , and even nearly fell to the ground.

Bellatrix and Lucius strode in, the woman called Harry's name loudly, tried to find the prophecy ball with the Flying Charm, and Lucius looked around sullenly and closed the door.

The two held their breath, not daring to let out the air.Harry looked at Draco, who was staring at Lucius, who was probing around with his cane, seemingly thinking about something.

He suddenly wanted to ask why he did this.Why did he appear here, betraying everyone behind him without hesitation.He never remembered having such courage.

Harry looked at his profile, the pale skin showed a clear texture under the reflection of the dark glass bottle, his sparse eyelashes were like twigs covered with snow, carefully stretched out in early winter.

He suddenly felt that if he didn't ask this question, he would have no chance.Draco gripped his hand tightly in panic, and Draco glanced back at him, bowed his head and kissed his forehead lightly.

"Let's run away together, Harry." His lips were pressed against his ears, his voice was low and hoarse, "After leaving here, escape to a place where there are no people."

Harry was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to ask why he suddenly said this, but he tightened his throat and didn't ask.He suddenly felt that the boy in front of him was lonely and sad. His heart was cold, but he was not desperate. He only had a determination to die alone.Two contradictory lights of rebirth and death wrapped around his body at the same time, making his face extraordinarily clean.

"Okay. When we escape, we will go together." He heard himself say this, like a prophecy.

The boy laughed, brilliant and dazzling.Harry hadn't seen him smile so happily for a long, long time, so even in the desperate situation, he couldn't help being happy.

"Come out, Potter, I know you're here. How long can you hide?" Lucius spoke suddenly, looking around for some clues, "If you don't come out again, your two It's hard to say what will happen to a friend."

Harry gasped, he subconsciously looked in the direction of the door, Draco held his hand down and shook his head at him.

Lucius waved his wand and cast the Appearance Charm everywhere. He was getting closer and closer to them, and the sound of his footsteps was like a drumbeat in his heart.Harry couldn't help leaning towards Draco, who wrapped his arms around his waist, pressed him into his arms, and prepared his wand with his other hand...

Suddenly, there was a noise outside the door. It seemed that someone was shouting loudly and chanting spells loudly. They were running around in the corridor, and there were swishing spells flying everywhere. Harry even heard a few familiar voices.He raised his head to meet Draco's eyes, and immediately stood up straight.

Lucius and Bellatrix also heard the voices and stopped searching.The latter strode to open the door, and before she could speak, a red light beam flew towards her, and she hurriedly dodged it.

"Order of the Phoenix!" she shrieked, and ran out of the room to join the fight, waving her wand.Lucius wanted to stay here, but someone had already found him - the voice seemed to be Mr. Weasley - he took a last look at the empty room unwillingly, turned and left.

The room suddenly became quiet, light spots shone faintly on the wall, white human brains were floating in the water waves, and the black curtain fluttered gently, like the gentle gauze skirt of a dancing girl.These scenes appear so mysterious and treacherous in the dark night, revealing a taste of detachment from nature.

Harry's tense body finally relaxed, and he took a deep breath, almost in disbelief that they had escaped.The Order of the Phoenix came, and everything was finally coming to an end...Harry didn't know why he had such a strong sense of security.He turned to look at Draco, he still remembered his words...they will escape together, through the eternal darkness to the other side.Whether it could be done or not, he didn't want to let go of his hand at this moment.

Draco looked at him too, his gaze seemed to sink his face into the depths of his mind.He hugged him suddenly, kissed his lips passionately, and the light golden hair brushed his face gently itching.

They put their arms around each other, and Harry responded violently, sticking out his tongue to entwine him.He felt his touch, accompanied by dust, moonlight, and breeze, blending into a graceful and quiet beautiful dance.This subtle but strong touch has never been so intoxicating, he wished to crush and fuse with him, and let every cell in his body sink into this silent and affectionate sea.There is no such an all-out kiss in the world anymore, forgetting all barriers and costs, I just want to stay at this moment.

They parted breathlessly, but couldn't help kissing each other again, his palms moved on his body, lingering obsessively on every part.Harry's lips were red, swollen and painful from being bitten, and Draco wanted to keep pestering him insatiably, so he quickly pushed him away.

"We have to get out, Draco." He blushed a little, but still held his arms around him.

Draco gave a "hmm", but neither of them moved, they just looked at each other stupidly, as if looking at each other was not enough.