[HP] End of Death

Chapter 130 Balcony

Slughorn's party was held in his office.I don’t know if it was originally like this, or because of magic, his office looks much larger than ordinary teachers’. The walls are covered with bright red, light gold, and dark green silks and satins, and a golden lantern in the center illuminates the whole room. It was brightly lit, and there were elves flickering in the lamp.From a far corner came loud singing that sounded like mandolin accompaniment, and several old wizards were smoking their pipes with great interest.

As soon as Harry and Luna squeezed through the door, Slughorn cheerfully pulled him aside to introduce him to all sorts of famous people.

"This is Mr. Elder Walpole, my former student and author of Blood Brothers: My Life Among Vampires—"

Walpole shook hands with Harry enthusiastically, and said: "Harry Potter, I am so happy! I was still talking to Professor Slughorn that day, the "Harry Potter Biography" we are all waiting to see where is it?"

Harry shook hands with each of them while laughing, and he felt his face was going to freeze.When Slughorn wanted to introduce him to another tall, thin man, he resolutely refused: "Sorry, Professor, I saw a friend of mine."

After speaking, he pulled Luna and squeezed into the crowd. Just now, he saw a head of long brown hair flash past and disappear among the weird sisters.

"Hey, Hermione!"

"Oh...Harry! Luna! Great!" The man stopped, and Harry walked over to her.

"What's the matter with you?" he asked, and Hermione looked disheveled, as if she had just escaped from the devil's net.

"Well - I just escaped Cormac, under the mistletoe," Hermione explained.

"Who told you to come with him," said Harry sternly.

"I think he would make Ron more angry," said Hermione calmly. "I've also considered Zacharias Smith, but I think Cormac is more—"

They chatted for a while, and then hurried away when Hermione saw Cormac appear in the crowd not far away.Luna turned to talk to Professor Trelawney, and Harry saw Draco standing by the long crimson curtain, followed by Nott, and the two seemed to be arguing.Harry blinked, greeted Luna, then quietly squeezed through the crowd and slipped behind the glass door of the balcony.

He pressed against the door panel, carefully trying to distinguish the conversation between the two.

"...Listen, Draco, instead of participating in this boring party, let's go to something serious!"

"Business? Business? Don't think I don't know what you wrote to the Dark Lord... I know it, Theodore! Don't do unnecessary things!"

"We didn't work out, Draco, it's been a day, and there's still no progress... I still have to say, the plan that day was stupid, we were already under suspicion... After that Snape came to me several times, D Laco, I'm puzzled—didn't he look for you?"

Draco paused, and said slowly: "He looked for me, but I didn't go. He also put Goyle and Crabbe in confinement... as if he thought we would really care about Defense Against the Dark Arts... "

"Anyway, it's already Christmas! We have to complete the plan as soon as possible... Even if you don't care, my father is still in Azkaban!" Nott raised his voice.

"Calm down, Theodore..."

"How can you calm me down? Maybe your plan won't work at all! Maybe you—you just—"

"What am I? Tell me clearly!"

"You don't want to help the master at all! Look, you are still here to participate in these messy activities..."

"That's enough, shut up, Theodore! You don't know what you're talking about!" Draco seemed to have difficulty maintaining his sanity, and his voice became sharper, "I came up with this plan, I have the ability Think of one yourself!"

Nott left angrily, leaving Draco alone to calm himself against the wall.Harry listened to his panting through the wall, his mind racing.

Nott and Draco were arguing a lot, he thought, whatever they were planning, it didn't look like it was going well.

Harry couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy, and scratched his hair irritably.But before he could leave, the glass door of the balcony was pushed open, and a boy in a black coat stepped in.

Harry froze in place immediately, not knowing what to say.After a second, he felt that he should pretend he didn't hear anything, so he coughed and wanted to leave, but the other party stopped him:

"Come back, Potter."

Harry walked even faster.

There was a series of hurried footsteps behind him, and the muffled sound of thick robes shaking, and Harry ducked to the right before he could touch him, turning to look at him.

The yellow light from the hall fell on the balcony, against Draco's light, cool golden hair.His cheeks had also taken a tinge of gold, but Harry noticed that he didn't look as energetic as before, his skin was a little gray, and there were dark circles under his eyes.

"Have you heard everything?" He asked coldly, pulling the corners of his mouth.

"What, want to fight?" Harry raised his eyebrows.

"Enough beating these days," Draco lifted his chin, taking a step closer, "I've got you a Christmas present, Potter."

"Gifts?" Harry was still guarding against any possible attack from him, "I won't accept your presents, Malfoy."

"That's up to you." Draco sneered, reached out and grabbed his collar, and bumped his head against his forehead.

"It hurts! What are you doing—" Harry grinned in pain as the back of his head hit the edge of the balcony railing.The other party hugged him and made him sit on the armrest, and pulled his pants below his knees with one hand.Harry tried to kick him away, but when he moved his legs, his body leaned back, and he realized that there was an endless abyss behind him without any guardrails. He was so frightened that he quickly grabbed the inwardly curved corners of the handrails, so as not to let him Fall by yourself.

"You're crazy, Draco, I'm going to fall!" He couldn't believe he was doing this to him.The cold wind blowing through his trembling back made him shiver, and the fear in his heart deepened.

"So hold on tight, Potter." The man's voice seemed to be laughing, and he pulled his leg up over his shoulder, and Harry had to fall back and forth, pressing his chin on the Staring at him from the collarbone.

Feeling the opponent's hand rubbing against the inner thigh and slowly entering a certain part, Harry bit his lip nervously. Hearing the noise from outside the door, his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

"This won't work, Malfoy—Draco—will really fall, please—" He gripped the handrail as if clutching at straws, and he could feel the snow wind blowing through the back of his head, The ice and snow fell on the eyelids and melted into snow water.However, the other party ignored his begging for mercy, and squeezed in almost impatiently after patiently opening up.Harry's body stiffened instantly.

He felt that all his senses were pouring into his lower body, and the suspension of his upper body brought him great fear, and the sense of taboo that he might be bumped into at any time also made him extremely stimulated.He raised his head, trying his best to restrain himself, his neck was almost bent to the limit, his hair was hanging down due to gravity, and everything in his field of vision was the opposite of being upside down.

Draco hugged his lanky leg, sucking viciously on the skin of his inner thigh, leaving a trail of red marks on it.He assaulted him relentlessly, whispering, "Merry Christmas, Potter. Do you think—would the people downstairs see?"

Harry's voice was a little hoarse, he wanted to speak, but it was broken under his impact: "Fuck off, I don't want to—don't want to see you, Malfoy...you bastard——"

However, the end of this provocative sentence was more rough treatment. Harry felt as if his body was not his own. With his movements, he swayed backwards, and he really felt that he was about to fall, even grabbing the handrail Unsteady——

"what!"

"...what's the matter?" Draco stopped and asked suddenly hearing Harry's sudden horrified cry.

"My glasses fell off." The man's voice was dry, as if he was suppressing his anger.

Draco: "..."

"Go and pick it up for me right away, Malfoy!" Harry roared through gritted teeth, he tried to prop up his upper body, but it was difficult to do so because the suspended part was too large, and he almost fell down, Draco quickly hugged him down.

"Get away, Malfoy, if you lose my glasses, I'll see how I can deal with you!" Harry moved his legs that were white from the cold, gritted his teeth and cleaned his body, he rejected Della Ke's help, and let him hurry to find his glasses.

"So you want people to see you with your legs outstretched—"

"shut up!"

"And you can get the glasses back with a Flying Charm, Potter." Draco ignored his nasty attitude.

"I know, but, I want you to run down and get it back for me." Harry shot him a glare, and put his pants back on.He wanted to stand up against the wall, but his legs were sore and sore, so he gave up after trying.

"You asked me to do this for you? How dare you, Potter—"

"Do you think this is the first time you've broken my glasses? Malfoy, if you don't let me down again—" Before he could finish speaking, the other party grabbed his tie and bit him on the mouth, Draco Hastily picking up the black overcoat that had been thrown on the ground and draping it over his body, Harry didn't want to admit that his act of dressing was extremely sexy.

"Wait here, Potter," he said. "If I come back and see you're not there, just wait and see."

After speaking, he pushed open the glass door and walked out.

Harry barely stood up after he left, and staggered away from the balcony he didn't want to come back to again.

Sitting there and blowing the air?He's not that stupid.

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