[HP] End of Death

He took out the invisibility cloak from his pocket and put it on the two of them, and quickly followed the bat-like black figure that was fading away.

Snape quickly walked through the misty bush path and walked into a deserted and narrow alley.Carefully avoiding the wobbly slabs, they followed him silently through the gap between the two tall castles.Harry gradually became aware of his destination - he seemed to be walking towards the Astronomy Tower.

The black wind wanders in the cold purple window lattice, like a child without a home, whistling day and night.They gradually walked to a place where there was no shadow of moonlight, and the tall astronomical tower was like the sundial of the gods falling on the blue beach.Harry heard the sound of fighting not far away, he and Draco glanced at each other, and the two quickened their pace.

They saw the Death Eaters from the Vanishing Cabinet fighting a group of Phoenix members: Bill confronted Avery, Tonks confronted Bellatrix, and Lupine confronted a tall man , Harry recognized the werewolf Fenrir Greyback.

"Harry, look!" Draco suddenly raised his head, pointing at the dark night sky.Harry also raised his head, and he saw fluorescent green cross points of light flashing in the night from afar. When he looked carefully, he found that those light points formed a huge skull, and the skull was spitting out a snake.

"The Dark Mark," he murmured, his heart filled with cold terror.Had death already happened, who would it be...

Snape walked towards them, nodded to them, walked easily through the battle circle and up the long stairs of the Astronomy Tower, and quickly disappeared at the top.Harry and Draco bent down cautiously, trying to avoid the flying magic beams and walk around to the long ladder, but they were startled by the random magic splashing everywhere, and Draco's shoulders still He was gouged out by a curse, and he let out a low cry of pain.

"Can't the Invisibility Cloak resist the curse?" he asked in a low voice.

"It's not body armor thanks," Harry replied, inspecting the wound on his shoulder.

They moved out inch by inch, and finally came to the entrance of the long ladder, and they climbed up in small steps one after the other through the night.Harry pressed one hand on the armrest, and with the other he squeezed Draco's hand, who was walking ahead.

The top floor of the Astronomy Tower was shrouded in bright, clear starlight, the glass cover had been opened, the cold wind was blowing their hair and clothes, and the gray clouds fell in their quiet pupils.Draco pulled Harry up, and the two stood together by the stairs, not daring to breathe.

There were already three people standing on the top floor, Nott and Snape were standing on one side, while Dumbledore was leaning on the railing opposite them, his face was pale, his whole body was limp, it seemed that he would slip and fall on the land.

"Please, Severus, please..." His blue eyes looked at Snape, his old face full of fragile pleading.Harry's heart clenched into a ball in an instant, sore and painful, and he was so suffocated that he couldn't breathe.

What happened...what happened to Dumbledore to become like this?He suddenly regretted not going with him to find that Horcrux, although he knew very well that he might not be able to help if he went with him.

Snape looked at him, deep disgust appeared in his cold eyes, he drew his wand and pointed it at him: "Avada Kedavra!"

Green light covered his vision like a forest of flames, and Harry felt that his retinas had been burned to ashes.It was painful and numb, and finally fell into a vague and cold feeling.

He has seen too many green fires in his life, his birth was accompanied by death, and his growth was also shuttled in the shadow of the death of his loved one.He sometimes feels that this is probably a curse burned into his life, that he is doomed to lose forever and become more and more lonely.

He was angry, he was unwilling, he felt unfair, he didn't want these empty titles at all...he just wanted those dead people back, let them return to him...

If they can come back, he is willing to make him pay any price.

Harry watched as Dumbledore's body leaned back and fell limply from the tower.His long white hair was blowing in the wind, like a cold mist enveloping him, and gray and white phantoms fell on the dark blue velvet.

Snape turned around and led Nott to run towards the long ladder. Harry reacted immediately, quickly pulled out his wand and pointed at the entrance of the long ladder: "There are many obstacles!"

The man stopped immediately, and Harry lifted the cloak of invisibility regardless of Draco's stop, holding his wand in front of them.

He gasped and stared at him, pursing his lips, his eyes full of hatred.

"How could Dumbledore believe you, a traitor!" His voice was trembling, as if he would yell at him the next moment.The corners of Snape's eyes twitched strangely, and he looked down at him, his tone extremely cold: "Get out of the way, Potter, unless you're just trying to show your stupid recklessness—"

"Do you want to go and claim credit for your master?—you hangman, you coward, Dumbledore trusts you so much—"

"Shut up, Potter, I'm not a coward!" Snape seemed a little annoyed, he clenched his wand tightly.Harry noticed this detail and sneered: "Want to kill me like you killed Dumbledore? Then come on, you can only do these things, come on, kill me like you killed him Come on, coward—"

"Don't—call me a coward—!" the man roared, his whole face was contorted, his eyes were as black as the night, and a blood-red light burst out from the wand in his hand, hitting him straight chest.

Harry's body fell backwards, and he fell straight down the long ladder.He felt that his whole body was electrified and ached, and every bone in his body turned into a comet and rushed towards his brain.His robes creaked against the long, thin stairs, like a train speeding through a dark tunnel.

At that moment he felt as if he was reaching some kind of end point.This doesn't make him feel afraid, but a kind of relaxation to let go of everything.

Then he felt his body stop, fixed in the air, motionless, even the disheveled hair and robe maintained a flying arc.The scar on his forehead started to ache as if it was split open, a big cold hand lightly stroked his shoulder, pushed him aside mercilessly, and walked up past him.

His footsteps were silent, but they were distinctly heard in Harry's ears.His soft black silk seemed to flow over the stairs like a mire.

He went up to the roof.

Draco huddled by the fence, looking at the man who was walking slowly with horror on his face. He was more terrifying than the deepest despair, like a black hole sucked away all the light.His flat snake face looked particularly ferocious under the reflection of the Dark Mark high in the sky. He said something to Snape, waved his hand and let him run down the stairs with Nott.Draco heard the drumming of footsteps and the man shouting "It's over"...

He was tightly wrapped in the invisibility cloak left by Harry, his whole body was stiff, and he dared not move.He didn't dare to look at what was going on with Harry. The moment he fell from the stairs, he felt as if he had died with him.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, he didn't hear the sound of flesh falling to the ground, could he delude himself into believing he was okay?Draco's torso was frozen like a block of ice, his brain was a little blurry, and there was a faint starry night in front of him.He's still so useless, he can't do anything... he can't stop him, he can't stop him from doing what he wants to do, he can only watch him go to his destiny... there is nothing he can do about it.

He couldn't do anything, he was still the cowardly kid who would tremble when he saw Voldemort.In the face of the powerful darkness, he abandoned his lover time and time again, leaving him in the abyss.

Draco looked at the man, his gaze seemed to burn a hole in the back of Voldemort's neck.Sensing his gaze, Voldemort turned his face away, his crimson eyes like two sparks in the night sky.He drew his wand and silently cast a few spells, and Draco was horrified to see his eyes turn to meet his.

Voldemort looked him over from top to bottom, and that indifferent gaze seemed to cut him completely in half.Then the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, extremely contemptuously: "Hiding here is not a brave thing to do, Draco..."

Draco stared at him stiffly, but said nothing.In fact he couldn't speak anymore, his face was congealed and his throat tightened with fear, he felt like a stone sculpture now.

Voldemort didn't say much, and slowly raised the yew wand in his hand.The bursting red light was like a curse, hitting him continuously, making him involuntarily let out a tragic cry... He wanted to say kill me directly, don't torture me anymore... It turns out that the Cruciatus Curse is It hurts so much, I'm sorry...I'm sorry...

The seemingly endless pain finally stopped, and Draco collapsed on the ground, panting violently, his hands and feet twitching unnaturally.

"Do you know why I punished you, Draco?" the man asked coldly.

Draco's body trembled, and he replied hoarsely intermittently: "Theodore wrote you a letter."

"Your many betrayals have disappointed me, Draco. My patience has reached the limit." The slender stick began to flash green light, so dazzling, Draco thought in a trance, sometimes born with There is only a green veil between death and death.

And now the veil has been lifted.

Boom.Boom.Boom.Someone stepped up the stairs and stood against the wind.His footsteps were not very steady, and he walked slowly to the other side of the top floor.Draco saw his hand holding the fence, red with cold.

The man lowered the wand that was pointing at him, and turned to face him. He was silent for a while, with a grin on the corner of his mouth: "You broke free from the holding spell, Harry...very good, I thought you would choose to run away cowardly , but it is more satisfying for me to be so stupidly sent to death now..."

Harry squinted at him, the scar on his forehead was bursting with pain, the necklace on his chest was still unnaturally hot...he was sure he heard Draco's wail just now, and that's why he came, But he wears an invisibility cloak and he can't see him.

Harry took a deep breath, straightened his back, and tried to look unafraid, although the omen of death kept knocking on his forehead.

The man turned his wand to him, his red eyes flashed with excitement and hatred, and said softly: "Since you insist on coming to die, then I will deal with you first... Let's continue the unfinished task from last time." , this time you will definitely die together..."

"You think this is a very stupid thing, Voldemort, you think that anything connected with death is irrational," he said with a cold wind pouring into his throat, "you are self-righteously laughing at those Dead person."

"They died because they were not strong enough, just like you are about to be killed by me." Voldemort said coldly, "You escaped from me again and again, but not now, Harry, not anymore... "

The starlight above his head disappeared, and the purple-gray clouds were slowly floating in the black river. The Astronomy Tower pierced the sky like a sharp sword, and he crawled under the edge of the sword, trembling.

He listened to the conversation between Harry and Voldemort, and he knew what was going to happen, his heart almost jumped out of his throat.No, he shouldn't die here...!He shouldn't have come to save him, he shouldn't have run up the tower, even if he ran away like a coward, it would be better than dying here...

He stood up unsteadily and walked towards them.However, as if Voldemort had noticed something, he turned around instantly and used a spell to lift off the invisibility cloak on his body. Draco immediately had nowhere to hide and stood there dumbfounded.

Voldemort raised the corner of his mouth and said sarcastically: "See, Harry, he is planning to escape... He is not like you, he is a Slytherin through and through, and Slytherin will not go to death for no reason... ..."

"What you think is meaningless is the greatest adventure for us." He heard the boy say in a hoarse voice, a fierce light flashed in Voldemort's eyes, and almost instantly, both of them took their wands Aim at the opponent——

"Avada Kedavra!"

Burning green light illuminates the Astronomy Tower.He couldn't hear what Harry said, but it didn't matter, Harry couldn't kill Voldemort...he had so many Horcruxes, he couldn't die, and the next moment he was pointing his wand at him, He will follow him and die.

Maybe that was a nice ending, too, he thought.

Draco watched Harry's body fall backwards like Dumbledore, the kite fell like a broken string, and fell into the black lake south of the Astronomy Tower.He stared at the silent sea for a long time, and suddenly turned around and ran away like crazy, but his brain suddenly felt a sharp pain, and all the nerves were boiling hot.Draco knelt down, curled up in a ball with his head in his hands.

No...no...don't!It hurts so much... I'm going to find Harry... let me go!

He wailed, sobbed, and rolled his body on the ground, but he still couldn't shake off the suffocation... His eyes suddenly went dark, and he couldn't feel anything.

woo-woo-woo-

He felt that he had ears, and he could hear the melodious whistle from afar; then his limbs and torso, the skin was itchy from the cold mist; finally his mouth and eyes, he opened them and found himself Sitting quietly in the train carriage.

There was no one in the carriage, only the wheels were slowly rolling, making a lonely sound.He looked out of the window, where there was a sea tide of milky white mist, the railroad track shuttled in the white mist, and the light from the headlights fell on the cloud curtain like a translucent deep sea jellyfish.

The train was not moving fast, and he kept looking out the window, as if he was waiting for someone.

Suddenly, he saw a figure flashing by the side of the railway. He jumped up and stuck his head out of the window vigorously, only to find that the area was engulfed in white mist.

He jumped up all of a sudden, pushed the inside of the carriage in a panic, ran all the way to the rear door of the train, opened it forcefully, and jumped down without hesitation.He ran in the opposite direction along the railway, his eyes hurt from the cold wind.

He finally saw the quiet figure.

He was like a blurred outline, his face was immersed in the surging fog, his eyes were polished brightly, revealing a trace of confusion.He suddenly felt a little nervous and terrified, afraid that he would disappear as soon as he was touched.

He walked up to him and gently took his hand.

They moved forward in a sea of ​​mist, moving slowly, in the opposite direction of the train.He never said a word. They seemed to have walked a long way until the railroad track disappeared and the echoing sound of mechanical operation was also dispersed. Only the cold mist wrapped them, and their breathing was painful.

He stopped and looked back.

The people around him waited for a while before speaking: "What are you looking at?"

He looked down at him.His young face is as beautiful as when he first saw him, so beautiful that it is inhuman.But he couldn't stop thinking about his hoarse words, how he fell into the sea in front of him.Why can he be so carefree?

He thought of their first meeting, the hand he extended to him in the train carriage... Maybe from then on, all this was doomed.

"Would everything be different if the car was backed up, if I stayed in the seat at that time?"

The boy in the mist didn't answer.

"If you were given another chance...if you could do it all over again, would you still do it?" He couldn't help asking again, although he already knew the answer.

"Yes, no matter how many times it is the same." The boy said softly.

The clouds cleared and the fog cleared, and the sun shone into the early morning driveway.They looked at each other quietly, as if they wanted to imprint each other's faces deeply in their minds.

A cold and dark aura swept towards them from the other end, like a galloping, malicious black flood.Turning around, he saw the shadowy man walking towards them on a huge wave.He lowered his head, and he saw that the necklace on the boy's neck was shining with an unusual light.

It suddenly expanded, enveloping them all.

At the last moment of losing consciousness, he heard the man's high-pitched voice:

"You can't escape."

Harry sat up suddenly on the bed, the fabric on his back already soaked.He rubbed his eyes, and his vision slowly became clear.He looked out the window, where there was a bright full moon, just as beautiful as he remembered.

He felt as if he had forgotten something.

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