[HP] End of Death

Draco tugged him toward the Room of Requirement, staring straight ahead the whole way, lips pursed tightly.The wind blowing into the castle made him feel cold, his light golden hair swayed like maple leaves, but the hand he was holding was warm, like a ball of soft water.His heart gradually calmed down, but another unpredictable uncomfortable feeling came to his heart.

He suddenly didn't want to continue with the next plan.

My heart was cold, I struggled, and even felt a little nauseous, but my body continued to move forward against the wind and pain.Draco pulled him for another kiss before stepping into the room, and he tried to convince himself to wallow in lust, but it didn't work, his mind was still terribly lucid.

Draco looked at Harry, who didn't seem to notice anything, and was still looking at him innocently, which made him feel a tearing guilt.He pulled him into the door, and the oncoming cold blue light spread over him like night sand, and the rapidly cooling cold sucked away all the heat.

He needs some warmth, he thought, what does he need to strengthen his courage... Just as he was thinking about it, a bottle of butter beer appeared on the shelf next to the bed. only in a glass.

After pouring a glass of wine into his belly, Draco finally felt that his blood was not so cold, and there was a rush of heat from his limbs, as if he could do anything.He pushed Harry onto the bed, kissed him eagerly, and undressed him.There was alcohol left on the boy's mouth, he kissed it, and pried his teeth open with his tongue, the strong smell of alcohol spread in his mouth, fascinated the nerves of the two of them.

He took his tie and tied it around Harry's eyes, and the boy moved uncomfortably.Draco had noticed the things on that big shelf before, and he vaguely knew what they were used for... Even if he didn't know, he would know after trying it.

Harry just felt his body being turned over, something strange squeezed into his private parts... He was about to ask aloud when Draco flipped the switch.

"Draco—what is this!" Harry went limp as soon as he said this.He had never been treated like this before, or he didn't even know there were such things before—he just felt the thing in his body trembling constantly, and his whole body was numb and itchy, and any touch All seem extremely sensitive.He clutched the quilt tightly and gritted his teeth to prevent himself from making a sound, but he was soon so tossed that he couldn't straighten up, his legs struggled unconsciously, and a blush appeared on his fair skin.

Draco looked at the delicious meal on the bed, his throat tightened, and he almost couldn't help himself to pounce on it to enjoy it, but he remembered his mission, so he pulled Harry's jacket that he had taken off to search for him pocket.

He remembered that he put Felix Elixir here, yes, he saw it... Draco nervously reached into his left pocket, there wasn't one there, and he checked his right pocket, also empty.Draco took a deep breath, he understood that he had changed the place of Felicia, probably put it back in the dormitory... No, he hasn't returned to the dormitory, he went straight to the field after eating, and the broom En brought it for him, so there should be no chance to put it in the dormitory... He went to rummage in his trouser pockets, still nothing.

Where the hell did he put his stuff? !Draco couldn't help feeling agitated inside, he didn't even have time to appreciate the beautiful scenery, he lifted Harry's schoolbag up and began to rummage through the contents.

"That's enough, Draco... Take it out quickly...!" Harry buried his head in the pillow, he gasped uncontrollably, his legs were bent, the darkness in front of him made him feel the inside of his body become sensitive to changes.He felt like he was being tortured like crazy, and he kicked his legs, trying to kick Draco, but the boy was gone, and he couldn't touch him when he turned his body.

Harry suddenly fell into a sense of unease, which could not be dispelled by the tremors in his body and the waves of stimulation.He tried to untie the tie, but he suspected that Draco had tied a knot, or maybe it was because his palms were covered with sweat, but he couldn't untie it anyway.Just as Harry was about to try to pull it off directly, a pair of cold hands grabbed his wrist.He kissed his finger bones.

"you……"

"Hey, don't move around." The man said softly and gently, he pressed his hands on both sides, kissed his chin, and then sucked his chest inch by inch.

"Get that thing out, Draco... um..." Harry was almost teased to the extreme, he groped to the back by himself, tried to take it out, but the other party pulled his fingers into the back , and even forced him to comfort himself... Harry blushed with shame, he cursed at him in his mouth, but his body couldn't hide his impulse.

By the end, Harry was delirious, and he didn't know when Draco took the thing out and entered it by himself.His hands were handcuffed by him - needless to say, it was the thing on that shelf again, Harry didn't know how many more of it there were, but he didn't want to try again.

Draco hugged his slender waist tightly. After tossing with props before, Harry's body became more sensitive and his reactions became more and more attractive.He gently kissed his back like a spring mountain, and he felt that the increasingly dark blue sand was continuously sprinkled on his face, like a storm... The storm that happened on the lonely and cold planet lasted for a long time, No echo.

"I love you, Harry," he whispered, kissing his ear.The boy groaned softly, but did not answer.

"I love you," he said again, as if reluctantly, rolling over the boy's sweaty body, pulling his legs apart to re-enter.Harry snorted and slightly opened his bewildered eyes.

He couldn't see clearly anymore, he only felt a blur of blue in front of him, like a bright mirror reflecting the sea and moon.He saw two moons, blue ones, extraordinarily bright... he realized later that they were Draco's eyes.

"I love you too, Draco," he said softly.The boy on top of him was shocked, and his arms could barely hold him tightly.Then he sent it in heavily, leaned down and kissed him, kissing him until he was dizzy, and then whispered in his ear:

"Harry, what did you do in second year?"

"Ok?"

"That's what you said in class..."

"Oh, you mean that... Ron and I used Polyjuice to turn into Crabbe and Goyle and went to your lounge... ah..."

"why?"

"Why? Because then—well, you acted like the Heir of Slytherin, too much."

"You say I've gone too far, Harry?" Draco raised his eyebrows and pinched the two spots on his chest as punishment.

Harry flinched and glared at him: "Aren't you too much? Do you remember trying to make Hagrid go when you were in third year—"

"That big stupid-"

"Don't you say that, Draco! You faked your hand injury back then, which resulted in Buckbeak being sanctioned!" Although Buckbeak was finally saved by him and Hermione with a time-turner, it was unnecessary told him.

"I'm really hurt, Harry. Don't you feel bad at all?"

"Not at all." Harry rolled his eyes, which resulted in being pressed several times, and finally he had to beg him to stop, Draco bit his earlobe and whispered :

"Harry... help me, Harry..."

"help you with what……?"

"I want a little of your Felix Elixir...I want to try how it feels." He weighed his words carefully, "You know, it's amazing, I mean, I'm curious—"

Harry blinked.He seemed to wake up suddenly.

"Okay, then," he sat up with one hand propped on the bed, barely straightening up, "tell me, Draco, what the hell are you planning?"

Draco's heart jumped into his throat instantly.His limbs gradually cooled and he sank into the sea.

"I'm not planning anything, Harry," he replied calmly, "I'm just curious."

Harry looked at him suspiciously, he pursed his lower lip and was about to speak, when Draco suddenly hugged him and pushed him inside, each time heavier, Harry gritted his teeth and scratched his back, he knew he What was he doing, trying to force him to agree...it was so insidious.

"I won't, Draco, I won't—"

"You're too stingy, Harry, isn't it just a bottle of Felicia—"

"Don't move your hands while you're talking! I—um—if you tell me—"

"I said I didn't, why do you doubt me—"

"Enough!" The boy suddenly roared and pushed him away.He looked extremely embarrassed, with red tide remaining on his cheeks, and ambiguous marks all over his body.He brushed his sweaty hair aside, pressed the center of his brows, and let out a long sigh.

"Tell me, Draco. I want to know...I want to hear it from you." He pulled the coat next to him to barely cover his body, and breathed a sigh of relief, "I know, Draco, whether it is I won't blame you for anything. Just tell me."

Draco stared at him for a while, his emerald green eyes were like a bright distant field, the shadows faded in the distance, and there was a bright sea in the back of his eyes.

He smiled and replied calmly, "No, Harry, nothing."

The sun faded, and the sea was covered with a layer of haze.