[HP] End of Death

The union didn't last long, as they soon heard loud noises outside the door.More and more people gathered beside the shop, many Muggles pointed curiously, and several injured shop assistants and shop managers were also sent to the hospital by ambulance.

At Harry's urging, Draco had to stop.The two quickly took off their uniforms and straightened their clothes. Harry could sense Draco's displeasure, but he ignored him.It wasn't until he saw that he had folded the skirt and stuffed it into his pocket that he couldn't help asking, "What are you doing with this?"

"Don't you know exactly what I'm going to do?" someone replied confidently, looking boldly at certain parts of him, making Harry blush.

"Listen, Draco, there's no way I'm going to wear it again!" he said savagely in a low voice.

"Yeah, that's worth collecting too." Draco gave him a big smile, but Harry just wanted to punch him right now.

They quietly slipped out of the locker room, and found that although the injured had been sent to the hospital, there were still many people gathered around the street to watch.Harry and Draco carefully squeezed past several old women carrying cloth bags, and arrived at what they guessed was the scrapped car.

"What, what are we going to do with this car?" Harry asked, wondering if any Muggles had noticed an invisible car in the clearing just now - disillusionment couldn't hide the existence of objects after all. , it can only change what the human eye sees.

"You make it smaller and stuff it in your pocket, and then we'll apparate to the base of the Order of the Phoenix." Draco thought for a while and suggested.

Harry nodded, quietly tucked his wand into his wide sleeve and clenched it tightly, and whispered to the open space, "Shrink quickly!"

Because the car was invisible, Harry didn't know whether his transfiguration was successful or not.After conferring with Draco, who lifted part of the disillusionment, they were surprised to find that the car had disappeared - the street was empty, except for some black burnt marks on the road.

The two looked at each other, Draco thought of something, squatted down to take a closer look, and picked up a black toy car that was only half the size of a finger from the ground: "You are too hard, Harry."

Harry took it carefully and stuffed it into his pocket, patted his clothes: "No, it's just right in the pocket."

As soon as he raised his head, a kiss fell on his forehead, and he was tightly hugged into his arms with both hands.The scorching breath rushed towards his face, and Harry felt as if his heart was being held tightly, otherwise why would he be so full and happy, almost overflowing.He didn't care about the eyes of others, he held Draco's face and kissed it.The other party freed a hand to press the back of his head, deepening the kiss.

Harry closed his eyes and kissed the man in front of him with all his heart, as if nothing could be enough.The kiss lasted a full five minutes, and when it was over, Harry leaned against his chest and breathed calmly. Draco stroked his hair lightly and whispered on top of his head, "I'm going to Apparate."

"Well—here? You shouldn't find a place where no one is—" Before Harry finished speaking, he felt a force of space pulling him, he rolled his eyes, and Draco didn't listen to him say.

The next moment they appeared in the courtyard of a strange house.The house is built with thin white bricks and tiles, and the dark red curtains are drawn tightly.The yard is paved with neat and clean fine grass, which shines like glass in the early sun.

Once here, Draco hugged and kissed him so hard that Harry couldn't resist, he almost wondered if he hadn't eaten in months.After pushing him a few times but it didn't work, he had to bite the tip of his tongue hard, and the smell of blood spread in their mouths.

Harry took a step back, putting some distance away from him.He looked at the unfamiliar surroundings and asked in confusion, "Where is this?"

"Weasley's aunt's house, one of the bases of the Order of the Phoenix." Draco said briefly, he touched his lips, found that blood was also stained, and licked it away gently, the action was so sexy that Harry He swallowed.

"Isn't it good for us to disturb others so early?" He asked unnaturally, turning his face away.

"It's okay, she'll understand." Draco approached him, took his hand and leaned over to bite his neck, "You can park that car in the backyard first."

"Uh... I think it would be more appropriate to tell them in advance."

"I'm afraid I'll crush it in your pocket, you know, you've been acting recklessly—"

"Who acted recklessly?"

"Isn't it?—Who suddenly rushed over to die with Voldemort?" Draco's tone suddenly became severe, and Harry subconsciously avoided his gaze, but the latter forced his face back, " Do you know how I feel, Harry? Did you think of me at all at the time? Or—or did you think—"

Draco suddenly stopped talking.He pursed his lips and gripped his shoulders so tightly that Harry felt some pain, but he didn't complain.

He looked at him, with the bright light of morning in those clear gray eyes, and the soft lawn, and his whole figure.His body was shaking, he felt it.He knew he was looking for an answer, and his answer probably wasn't what he was looking for, but he couldn't deceive him.

"... At that time, I was indeed dazzled by anger." Harry thought for a while, and said, "I may still be like this in the future, so you must hold me. But, Draco, I miss you It should be clear - I have to go and kill Voldemort. It's hard, very difficult, there's only one person left between us, and it's probably not me - but I'm going anyway. Do you understand what that means? ?”

"I know, if you rush to die, no one can stop you." Draco said coldly.

Harry looked at him mildly, and whispered, "You know that's not what I meant."

Draco crossed his hands, raised his chin proudly, and looked down at him.His eye sockets were a little wet, maybe he did this just to keep the tears from sliding down.He kept his mouth shut, and the other party still looked at him patiently.That look suddenly made him lose all his strength.

"You are so cruel, Harry. You always have to make it so clear." His voice was a little hoarse, as if he had a serious illness, "Sometimes I really hate that you can be so clear that there is no hope at all." Leave it for others. Can you always be so single-minded, with no room for maneuver?"

Harry met his eyes calmly and shook his head slowly.

"...Before I was caught by Voldemort, I was rescued from the sea by Ms. Bagshot. At that time, I thought a lot. There is no one who can do it for me. My strongest protector or died...and I am not as determined as you imagined, in fact I am very painful and contradictory. But there will always be such a process - when you understand that these things are what you have to do, when you When you realize that your avoidance will only make it worse, you will always know what is most important."

"So you're going to drop everything, give up everything, for this damn purpose, because that's your calling? That's what you're meant to be, aren't you, Harry?"

"You're just talking angry, Draco." Harry said softly, without anger, "I'm not great. If I don't kill Voldemort, he will kill me. And he killed so many people, No one can stay out."

"You're great enough for me. You saved me, and you saved more people with your own life. But you know, I'm just a selfish bastard." Draco smiled, a little self-deprecating , "I will do all this because of you. It is you who made me realize all this and let me get out of that vicious circle, but I can't do it anyway. If I can, I still want to bring Let you escape to a place where there is no one, and have sex with you every day, regardless of these messy things. But I know that if I say that, you will definitely refuse."

Harry's face was slightly red, he stepped forward and hugged him, resting his head on his chest: "...Thank you for understanding, Draco."

The boy's body stiffened for a moment, but he stretched out his hand to rub his head, and sighed.

"What choice do I have... It's come to this point, of course I can only accompany you to die. It's just that I'm very upset... I'm not the most important in your heart."

Harry smiled.

"You can't imagine how much I love you, Draco."

The morning sun splashed on the earth through the fish-scale clouds, sweeping away all the gloom and illuminating the figures of the boys hugging each other brightly and warmly.The wind caressed their shirts and hair, rubbed their soft temples, and finally stagnated in the world in the pupils, leaving the best moment forever.

Harry took out the shrunken car from his pocket, restored it to its original size, and placed it in the courtyard.He opened the hood to check its engine, then checked its gas tank—though he couldn't read anything, he could tell that repairs might cost a lot of money.

When he stood in front of the car and recorded its model and license plate number, and was about to seek compensation from the owner of the car when the time came, someone behind him suddenly pushed him, causing him to fall onto the hood of the car unexpectedly.

"What are you doing—" He turned his head angrily, facing Draco's calm face.He pulled down his pants.

"Fuck you."

"...what?" Harry froze.And when he realized that the other party was serious, he finally couldn't help cursing: "Are you insane!? We just didn't—uh——"

"I didn't enjoy myself just now." He expanded a little and wanted to go in, but Harry quickly stopped him - if he did, he might die of pain: "Don't be in such a hurry, Draco!"

The other party said "hmm", and Harry didn't know if he listened or not.His whole body was pressed against the cold car hood, his hands were tightly clutching the windshield wipers, and later he hugged the side of the car instead.The body was constantly moving upwards due to the impact, and then fell back to its original position.Draco turned him over, pulled his leg over his shoulder, and pushed deeper into him.

His attacks became more and more violent, and Harry felt that he was suspended in the air several times. The thrill of weightlessness made him almost unable to make a sound, but he fell into a blank when his back was pressed back into the hood of the car again.His arms flapped on the hood, trying to grab something, but he couldn't find it, and the only one he could rely on was the man.

"Enough, Draco...! Don't go on..."

"But I still want to do it."

"Are you crazy—it's outside! Anyone can see—"

"No one will see." The boy bent down to cover him, raised his chin with one hand and sucked a kiss on the inside of his neck, "Until you go to save the world, you are mine, Harry."

After it was over, Harry limp on the hood of the car, covered his eyes with one hand, and let Draco clean up his body.His body is covered with hickeys and teeth marks, and he seems to want to claim sovereignty in every part of his body.Draco also lay down on the hood of the car after finishing the treatment, and looked at the gradually brightening sky with him.

Harry stared blankly at the blue mist of cistanche and row upon row of house spiers in the distance. The light reflected by the clusters of small windows flickered in the mist, like ship lights from afar.Harry heard a soft rustle next to him, and turned his head to find Draco lighting a cigarette with his wand.

"...When did you learn to smoke?"

"While you're not here," he said, letting out a soft breath.Harry frowned at him, snatched the cigarette from his hand, folded it, threw it on the ground and stamped it out.

"I won't let you smoke, Draco."

Draco looked down at him, covered his face with one hand, and kissed him involuntarily.The choking smell of smoke rose into his mouth, and Harry coughed and pushed him away.

"you--"

"I know you're busy, Harry. You're busy saving the world, and I should be helping you out of trouble... but I wish you'd look at me sometimes and watch me a little harder. He looked at him, with his hands on his sides, "otherwise I don't know what I would do."

Harry looked at him for a moment, then reached out to stroke his cheek, and kissed the tip of his nose.

"I've been watching you, Draco."