[HP] End of Death

The clothing store is very large, and the interior is dim. All kinds of summer clothes are quietly hanging on the hangers, and the trial mirror on the wall is shining with silver light.They made their way quickly through the rows of coat racks to the rear, and Harry keenly noticed that there was a light on in the toilet around the corner.He pulled Draco's arm, and pointed to the light shining through the crack in the toilet door.

"Are there people in general clothing stores so early?" Harry glanced at his watch, "It's only a little before six o'clock."

"Maybe they live in the store." Draco frowned, "Let's go out through the back door."

As soon as they took a step, there was a loud explosion outside the store, which made the anti-theft systems of other parked vehicles beep.Draco and Harry looked at each other, and they were horrified to find that the toilet door moved, and the people inside seemed to want to come out to see what happened.

"Quick, quick! The locker room!"

The two rushed into the half-closed door of the closest dressing room in panic, and Draco locked the door behind his back.They leaned against the wall, gasping for breath, staring into each other's bright eyes in the darkness.

"Did the fuel tank of that car explode?" Draco asked after he recovered his breath, wiping the sweat off his forehead.

"Uh, it should be." Harry leaned on the door panel and listened carefully. The owner of the clothing store seemed to be discussing the explosion just now with another person on the street. He couldn't hear it very clearly, "I think the Death Eaters might come here based on this voice."

"There are so many shops nearby, how would they know which one it is—" Draco stopped abruptly before he finished speaking, because the cold voice they least wanted to hear came from the street outside the shop:

"Search all these stores, and be sure to find Draco and Potter."

"Yes, Master."

"Hey, who are you—what are you doing!"

"You -- I'll call the police if you come here again! Ah --"

The death eaters' sharp and cruel chanting and laughter were like cold knives piercing Harry's ears, and the terrified screams of those Muggles cast a gloomy horror on the silent morning.

Harry was trembling all over, leaning on the wall with one hand, his green eyes full of pain.It was their fault that they brought these disasters on those Muggles.If it weren't for them—

"Don't think so much." Draco tore off the two sets of staff uniforms hanging on the wall, and stuffed one for him, "Hurry up and put them on, they're coming in!"

Harry silently accepted the staff uniform he handed over, took off his coat and threw it on the ground, and put on a dark blue shirt.There was another series of footsteps coming down the stairs inside the store. It seemed that some employees living in the store came out yawning to check the situation. At this time, the store door was knocked open by several Death Eaters. Several employees were killed, and someone tried to resist - Yaxley cast the Cruciatus Curse directly at him, and the horrific scream tore through the silent air, which was terrifying.

The Death Eaters began to search the store separately, and the sound of footsteps seemed to ring in their ears.Draco looked at Harry eagerly, only to find that he was staring at the skirt in his hand with a strange expression on his face: "Why are you giving me a lady's style?!"

"... I don't know it's ladies' style - and wouldn't it be easier to fool them?" Draco's tone was urgent and quick, and Harry knew that now was not the time to worry about it.He gritted his teeth and took off his pants, and put on the pleated skirt that didn't reach his knees. He felt cold and uncomfortable, and also had an indescribable sense of shame.

A wand tapped him on the head, and Harry looked up, and he saw that Draco's hair had been dyed brown by his Transfiguration, and his own hair—whether it was his illusion or not, he felt that it was It grew longer and longer, soon past the shoulders, and continued to grow.

"What are you doing?" Harry was startled and angry, and Draco reached over and took off his glasses and stuffed them into his pocket.

"It's to help you disguise, of course, Harry," he said solemnly. "It makes you look more like a girl."

"I'm not a girl!"

"But you are now. Well, they're coming!" He lowered his voice, and they both heard the sound of approaching footsteps, and Draco involuntarily pushed Harry to the ground and pulled up his slender legs Legs tucked around waist.He tore off the collar of his uniform with all his might, and lowered his head to cover his lips.

Harry closed his eyes tightly and wrapped his arms around Draco's neck, trembling with tension.He knew what method he wanted to use to evade their inspection, it was too risky, but he could only cooperate with him now.

All the muscles in his body were tense, and his legs clamped around his waist.Draco took his other hand, and he kissed him tenderly, trying to reassure him and relax him.

The door was suddenly slammed violently, and a loud bang broke the tranquility in the room.Harry hurriedly opened his eyes, but Draco covered them with his hand.He bit his lower lip, sucked his chin, and the crisp and loud sound made Harry feel scared and shy.

"Come on, Draco! It's too much!" he warned hoarsely.

Before Draco could answer, a hoarse "Ahola hole opened" came from outside the door.The door was smashed open in an instant, and the sound of chaotic footsteps was so close that Harry could almost hear their wheezing and wheezing.He felt the piercing gaze sweep over him, making every patch of his bare skin flush.He moved, and the person on his body immediately held down his waist.

"Oh, Yaxley, look—here's another pair of cheating dogs—a man and a woman!" A scornful and sarcastic male voice sounded overhead, and Harry recognized it as Dolohov.And Yaxley's voice came from a cubicle not far away:

"Have you found Potter and the others? If you don't find them, don't talk!"

Dolohov snarled, kicked Draco in a swearing manner, and slammed the door hard.The light in the small locker room became even darker, and the rapid breathing of the two could be clearly heard.A few clerks whimpered and moaned in pain from outside the door, and Harry felt the cold air wave mixed with a hint of warmth rushing over his head, like a warm and humid front passing through.

None of them moved, they held their breath and listened to the movement outside the door.After a while, Yaxley and Dolohov, who seemed to have found nothing, walked out of the shop in frustration and went to the next shop.

It wasn't until the sound of their footsteps disappeared completely that Harry breathed a sigh of relief, pushed Draco and wanted to get up, he didn't want to continue wearing this strange clothes anymore.But the other party didn't move at all, and the hand holding him was even tighter.

"Draco?" Harry frowned.

Draco's gray-blue eyes finally turned to him, and his eyes fell on his black hair that fell loose on his shoulders, all the way across his fair neck and delicate collarbone under his broken collar, and on the tangled hem of his shirt. The exposed waist.His throat was tight, his hands moved down, and he stroked his thighs to feel the soft touch, and his fingertips slowly penetrated into the hem of the opened skirt...

"You - don't - don't be here, Draco," the dark desire in those eyes made Harry realize that he was doomed, but he tried to stop him anyway, "there are people out there -"

He stared at him, seemed to be suppressing something, and shook his head slowly.

"No, Harry. I can't help it."

As soon as the words fell, the heavy kiss was pressed down, and he bit his lips and tongue without mercy, the tip of his tongue swept the corners of his mouth, as if to swallow his breath.Harry's lips were numb from his kiss. He turned his head to avoid his request, but the other party caught up to him time and time again, and even bit his tongue with a sense of punishment.

The thin shirt button on his body was half unbuttoned, exposing a large white chest, Draco's lips moved down, sucking and biting heavily on his neck, collarbone and chest, rubbing his fingers on the two spots on his chest , making the person under him gasp and moan unceasingly, his long and thin legs wrapped tightly around his waist and back.

Harry felt a sudden chill down his lower body, and the short pleated skirt was rolled up to his waist.He raised his head and looked at him, the hot temperature in the other person's eyes almost made his whole body feel hot, he even felt that he had a feeling, and his face turned red in an instant.

"Harry," Draco pushed back the hair that fell down to his eyes, lowered his head and kissed him on the knee, and lifted his skirt mischievously, "you don't know how attractive you are now."

"Shut up - aren't you afraid they'll come back?" Harry glared at him, writhing uneasily, his fingers clenched and then loosened, and the place on his knee that was touched felt like it was burning.

"No, there's no way they'd think we're still here. If it were me, I'd look for the back door, but I usually can't find it because we can Apparate." Draco's hand sank into his leg While rubbing the lump through his underwear, Harry straightened his body, restraining himself from making a sound.

"Has the Anti-Apparition Charm expired?" Harry wanted to try it, but Draco quickly stopped him:

"Who do you want to show this look to?"

Harry's cheeks were slightly hot, and the other party began to knead maliciously again, and he increased his strength, stroking with great skill.The boy screamed softly, curled up into a ball, and a light red layer appeared on his skin.

He finally confessed in the palm of his hand, panting, turned his face to the side not wanting to look at him, his long tangled hair stuck to his chest.Draco raised his legs, leaned down and kissed his curly long hair, and scratched his nose: "Why are you shy, Harry?"

"...When will this hair change back?" Harry gritted his teeth.

"I'd like to change back and do something." Draco said deliberately, he stroked his lower body with one hand, and put a finger in, it was a little tight, so he squeezed in a little rough.

"Easy, Draco! You deliberately—"

"Hey, relax." He pressed down and kissed the corners of his mouth and nose, stroking his shoulders and waist.

Feeling his gentle comfort, Harry groaned when he touched a sensitive point, and gradually indulged himself in this thick sea.Draco couldn't wait to get inside him, he held his legs, and went in without a plan, just wanting to feel the warmth of this person more deeply.He kissed his body passionately, sweat mingled, his brain buzzing, a chaotic frenzy in front of his eyes.

Only then did he truly realize that he truly owned him and truly merged with him.He is his, and he is also his... Their souls accompany each other and are closely related to each other.

He looked at him passionately, leaned down and kissed him.He didn't know how to express the love that exploded in his heart, he could only kiss him, and burn his kiss into the depths of his body, so that all his bones and blood would remember everything about having someone love him like this.

"I love you, Harry," he whispered in his ear, his voice trembling slightly.

The boy opened his misty eyes, the corners of his eyes were red, and his cheeks were also flushed. His green eyes shone like bright green pools of water.

"Idiot." He said, hooking his shoulder with a hand and pressing it against his thin lips.