[HP] End of Death
Chapter 113 Dressing Room
Narcissa nodded in agreement. She gave Harry and the others a disdainful look, then turned around with a haughty gesture, as if she disdained them being in the same room.
Watching his back disappear into a small room inside the shop, Harry shrugged and walked up to Madam Malkin to have him measure for himself.
Madam Malkin's automatic tape measure turned on him several times. After noting the exact size, she took out a black wizard robe and handed it to Harry, beckoning him to go to the dressing room to try it on. Tailor your clothes.
Harry took the silky robe and walked into the shop. On both sides were rows of hangers with all kinds of wizard robes.When he passed a fitting room, the door of the room opened suddenly, and a hand stretched out from inside to pull him in.
The fitting room was small and dimly lit, with hooks and floor-to-ceiling mirrors gleaming silver on the walls.As soon as Harry entered, he was pressed against the door panel, and a figure pressed up and kissed him.He took off his glasses and put them aside, cupped his face and sucked his lips and tongue forcefully, the force of breath was so oppressive that Harry could barely breathe.His kisses were urgent, and Harry couldn't reciprocate his enthusiasm, trying to adapt to his rhythm.
The dim light in the fitting room made all this more secretive and exciting, and the air was dull and impetuous, brewing with heat.His hands climbed over him, untied his collar and reached in to caress carelessly. The boy kicked him angrily, but Draco moved his leg in and jammed his leg, even on the inside of his thigh on purpose. Rubbing, causing the other party to gasp uncontrollably.The robe Harry was holding fell to the floor, accumulating between their feet.
"Long time no see, Harry." He bit the bump on his chest viciously, and the boy gasped, his face flushed red.He pushed his shoulder hard, knelt down and picked up the robe and hugged it in his arms.
"Turn your back, Draco. I'm going to change," he said in a nasty voice.
"I can change it for you, Harry." Draco blinked, with a meaningful smile on his face, and he was about to take off Harry's ripped robe, but the latter hurriedly avoided him hand.
"Stop it, Draco... um..." His lips were blocked again, and Draco took off his clothes while kissing, rubbing wantonly on him.He pulled his hand to his lower body, chuckled and whispered in his ear: "Feel it for yourself, Harry, I wonder if you have been abstinent for two months—"
"Get lost!" Harry finally couldn't take it anymore, but Draco snatched the robe from his hand, shook it before unfolding it in front of him.
"Your taste is as bad as ever, Harry." He shook his head and clicked his tongue.Harry gave him a blank look, frowned and took back the black robe in his hand and put it on quickly, but he put it on backwards because he was too eager, and was laughed at by Draco again.
"Don't be so anxious, Harry. Let me help you." Ignoring Harry's protest, Draco took off the robe from the top of his head, and compared the front and back collars with the fabric on his shoulders. After finding the correct direction Put it back on Harry's head.
And when Harry put his hand into his sleeve, Draco pretended to smooth out the folds of his robe, took the opportunity to rub his waist, and commented solemnly: "You're thin again, Harry .Maybe I didn't feed you enough—”
"Don't take it too far, Draco!" Harry glared at him.He straightened his collar, patted the hem of his robe, and looked up only to find that the boy was staring at him for a moment, his gaze was so hot that it seemed to be burning a hole in his clothes.
"What's the matter...? Is it strange?" Harry looked down at the new robe again, feeling a little uneasy.
"Oh no. Actually, this plain dress looks decent on you," Draco said reluctantly, with a snort.
"...Can't you be more frank?" Harry rolled his eyes. He looked at Draco's new dark gray robe with bronzing piping, and commented casually, "Your robe is pretty."
"...Really?" Draco was taken aback for a moment, he looked down at the hem of his clothes, went to the mirror and admired it for a while, thinking that it would be better not to change it later.
Harry glanced at his watch and found that he had been in the dressing room for a full twenty to ten minutes. He thought that Ron and Hermione might be over, so he took a few steps to the door and wanted to push it out. Della Ke quickly grabbed his hand to stop him:
"My mother is outside."
"Oh...then I'll use the Invisibility Cloak." Harry said without thinking.
"Is that why you want to go out?" Draco was a little upset. He pulled him to him and was about to talk when there was a knock on the door of the dressing room.
"Draco? Are you inside?" Narcissa's voice came from outside, and she knocked on the door twice, "We should go."
"Understood, Mom." Draco said loudly, holding Harry's hand that was trying to break free, "help me buy those two clothes, I'll be out soon."
Hearing the sound of the woman's footsteps fade away, Harry breathed a sigh of relief, and was pressed against the wall for another kiss without paying attention.
"How's the OWLs exam, Harry?" Before Harry could recover, Draco asked casually, rubbing his sweaty black hair.
"My Defense Against the Dark Arts is 'excellent'." Harry somehow jumped out of such a sentence directly, the other hand on his head froze, and then he heard him snort coldly, and the hand slid down and squeezed Pinch his earlobe.
"Oh, 'excellent', that's amazing, Potter... Let me think about it, my Potions is also 'excellent', it's a pity we can't take potions together next semester, Professor Snape won't accept 'excellent' 'The following students..." Draco said slowly and drawlingly, he was still pinching Harry's ear, which made him feel a little itchy.
"Oh, how did you do on the History of Magic exam?" Harry was extremely unconvinced, he knew that this question was definitely the weakness of the two of them—sure enough, Draco's expression changed as soon as he finished speaking.
"You go first, Potter." He was silent for a while, then said through gritted teeth.
"Let me guess, you can't be T—" Harry watched his expression jokingly, drawing out his voice.
"Shut up, no!"
"Then it's D? You didn't finish it at that time, and Ron said you still have a few questions that are empty." Harry shrugged, and he knew that he had guessed right when he saw Draco's face turned pale, so he said happily , "Actually, I am also D, Malfoy."
Draco breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his hair vigorously, then thought of something, and showed a bad expression again: "When did you start calling me Malfoy?"
"You called me Potter first, Malfoy," Harry retorted.
Draco pinched Harry's face hard, and he found that since that time he had developed a strong interest in this kind of behavior, especially after seeing the other party's angry expression.He thought his reaction was really cute no matter how you looked at it. How did he decide to hurt him so hard before?
He shook his head, dismissing the unpleasant thought behind him.They cuddled together for a while longer, and Draco sighed contentedly holding him.He missed a summer vacation with someone who was actually in his arms at this moment, not some fragments of memories and vague words in the newspaper, and he wanted to think about nothing, drag him around, and put Voldemort and the mission together. Forget it all - but that's obviously impossible.
"...I want to have Potions lessons with you, Harry," he said softly.The boy in his arms raised his head, kissed the corner of his mouth, and pinched his face hard.
"Oh, stop reminding me that your Potion OWLs were 'Excellent', Draco! I remember your failed Transfiguration!"
"What? With all due respect, it was because you deliberately showed off your Patronus during the exam to distract me, and it's all your fault!"
"Who is deliberately showing off?!"
Watching his back disappear into a small room inside the shop, Harry shrugged and walked up to Madam Malkin to have him measure for himself.
Madam Malkin's automatic tape measure turned on him several times. After noting the exact size, she took out a black wizard robe and handed it to Harry, beckoning him to go to the dressing room to try it on. Tailor your clothes.
Harry took the silky robe and walked into the shop. On both sides were rows of hangers with all kinds of wizard robes.When he passed a fitting room, the door of the room opened suddenly, and a hand stretched out from inside to pull him in.
The fitting room was small and dimly lit, with hooks and floor-to-ceiling mirrors gleaming silver on the walls.As soon as Harry entered, he was pressed against the door panel, and a figure pressed up and kissed him.He took off his glasses and put them aside, cupped his face and sucked his lips and tongue forcefully, the force of breath was so oppressive that Harry could barely breathe.His kisses were urgent, and Harry couldn't reciprocate his enthusiasm, trying to adapt to his rhythm.
The dim light in the fitting room made all this more secretive and exciting, and the air was dull and impetuous, brewing with heat.His hands climbed over him, untied his collar and reached in to caress carelessly. The boy kicked him angrily, but Draco moved his leg in and jammed his leg, even on the inside of his thigh on purpose. Rubbing, causing the other party to gasp uncontrollably.The robe Harry was holding fell to the floor, accumulating between their feet.
"Long time no see, Harry." He bit the bump on his chest viciously, and the boy gasped, his face flushed red.He pushed his shoulder hard, knelt down and picked up the robe and hugged it in his arms.
"Turn your back, Draco. I'm going to change," he said in a nasty voice.
"I can change it for you, Harry." Draco blinked, with a meaningful smile on his face, and he was about to take off Harry's ripped robe, but the latter hurriedly avoided him hand.
"Stop it, Draco... um..." His lips were blocked again, and Draco took off his clothes while kissing, rubbing wantonly on him.He pulled his hand to his lower body, chuckled and whispered in his ear: "Feel it for yourself, Harry, I wonder if you have been abstinent for two months—"
"Get lost!" Harry finally couldn't take it anymore, but Draco snatched the robe from his hand, shook it before unfolding it in front of him.
"Your taste is as bad as ever, Harry." He shook his head and clicked his tongue.Harry gave him a blank look, frowned and took back the black robe in his hand and put it on quickly, but he put it on backwards because he was too eager, and was laughed at by Draco again.
"Don't be so anxious, Harry. Let me help you." Ignoring Harry's protest, Draco took off the robe from the top of his head, and compared the front and back collars with the fabric on his shoulders. After finding the correct direction Put it back on Harry's head.
And when Harry put his hand into his sleeve, Draco pretended to smooth out the folds of his robe, took the opportunity to rub his waist, and commented solemnly: "You're thin again, Harry .Maybe I didn't feed you enough—”
"Don't take it too far, Draco!" Harry glared at him.He straightened his collar, patted the hem of his robe, and looked up only to find that the boy was staring at him for a moment, his gaze was so hot that it seemed to be burning a hole in his clothes.
"What's the matter...? Is it strange?" Harry looked down at the new robe again, feeling a little uneasy.
"Oh no. Actually, this plain dress looks decent on you," Draco said reluctantly, with a snort.
"...Can't you be more frank?" Harry rolled his eyes. He looked at Draco's new dark gray robe with bronzing piping, and commented casually, "Your robe is pretty."
"...Really?" Draco was taken aback for a moment, he looked down at the hem of his clothes, went to the mirror and admired it for a while, thinking that it would be better not to change it later.
Harry glanced at his watch and found that he had been in the dressing room for a full twenty to ten minutes. He thought that Ron and Hermione might be over, so he took a few steps to the door and wanted to push it out. Della Ke quickly grabbed his hand to stop him:
"My mother is outside."
"Oh...then I'll use the Invisibility Cloak." Harry said without thinking.
"Is that why you want to go out?" Draco was a little upset. He pulled him to him and was about to talk when there was a knock on the door of the dressing room.
"Draco? Are you inside?" Narcissa's voice came from outside, and she knocked on the door twice, "We should go."
"Understood, Mom." Draco said loudly, holding Harry's hand that was trying to break free, "help me buy those two clothes, I'll be out soon."
Hearing the sound of the woman's footsteps fade away, Harry breathed a sigh of relief, and was pressed against the wall for another kiss without paying attention.
"How's the OWLs exam, Harry?" Before Harry could recover, Draco asked casually, rubbing his sweaty black hair.
"My Defense Against the Dark Arts is 'excellent'." Harry somehow jumped out of such a sentence directly, the other hand on his head froze, and then he heard him snort coldly, and the hand slid down and squeezed Pinch his earlobe.
"Oh, 'excellent', that's amazing, Potter... Let me think about it, my Potions is also 'excellent', it's a pity we can't take potions together next semester, Professor Snape won't accept 'excellent' 'The following students..." Draco said slowly and drawlingly, he was still pinching Harry's ear, which made him feel a little itchy.
"Oh, how did you do on the History of Magic exam?" Harry was extremely unconvinced, he knew that this question was definitely the weakness of the two of them—sure enough, Draco's expression changed as soon as he finished speaking.
"You go first, Potter." He was silent for a while, then said through gritted teeth.
"Let me guess, you can't be T—" Harry watched his expression jokingly, drawing out his voice.
"Shut up, no!"
"Then it's D? You didn't finish it at that time, and Ron said you still have a few questions that are empty." Harry shrugged, and he knew that he had guessed right when he saw Draco's face turned pale, so he said happily , "Actually, I am also D, Malfoy."
Draco breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his hair vigorously, then thought of something, and showed a bad expression again: "When did you start calling me Malfoy?"
"You called me Potter first, Malfoy," Harry retorted.
Draco pinched Harry's face hard, and he found that since that time he had developed a strong interest in this kind of behavior, especially after seeing the other party's angry expression.He thought his reaction was really cute no matter how you looked at it. How did he decide to hurt him so hard before?
He shook his head, dismissing the unpleasant thought behind him.They cuddled together for a while longer, and Draco sighed contentedly holding him.He missed a summer vacation with someone who was actually in his arms at this moment, not some fragments of memories and vague words in the newspaper, and he wanted to think about nothing, drag him around, and put Voldemort and the mission together. Forget it all - but that's obviously impossible.
"...I want to have Potions lessons with you, Harry," he said softly.The boy in his arms raised his head, kissed the corner of his mouth, and pinched his face hard.
"Oh, stop reminding me that your Potion OWLs were 'Excellent', Draco! I remember your failed Transfiguration!"
"What? With all due respect, it was because you deliberately showed off your Patronus during the exam to distract me, and it's all your fault!"
"Who is deliberately showing off?!"
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