[HP] End of Death

On the morning of the wedding, the sky was clear, and waves of warm sunlight poured over the softly cut lawn, the white round table covered with a checkered tablecloth and the deep purple irises on the table, adding to the peaceful and festive scene. Kind of brilliant.

The wedding has not yet started, and the guests have already been seated one after another, led by the brothers and sisters of the Weasley family.There were gentle and mellow French songs all around, and the fragrance of earth, grass and flowers floated in the air. Harry sat at a round table on the east side of the stage, looking at the slender strip surrounded by white lilies in the middle of the lawn. long trails.

It leads to the beautiful palace of marriage, and is about to be walked by a couple hand in hand. In this depressing and dark day, this seems to be another force that can bring people joy and encouragement.Love, kinship, and friendship are warm and unrestrained and precious in these war-torn days.Harry had heard Mrs. Weasley say that she and Mr. Weasley had eloped together after the war broke out and had quickly engaged.

The war made some things that should have been enjoyed more urgent and urgent, and also made some emotions that were too late to be determined fast-forwarded, glowing with a moving light.

After Harry met the members of the Order of the Phoenix, it took him a long time to get them to calm down.Mrs. Weasley and Ginny held his hand and cried and laughed, Ron and Hermione hugged him one by one, and Sirius went to the kitchen to help Mrs. Weasley with rare joy-although he was quickly bombarded. out, while the Weasley twins made up new songs to celebrate his "resurrection".

In order to keep the news of Harry's return from leaking out and being used by those who want to use it, they gave him Polyjuice Potion and disguised himself as Barney, one of Ron's red-haired cousins.He sat at a table with Draco, Hermione, and Ron, surrounded by some distant relatives of the Weasley family that Harry didn't know, with bright red hair swaying like a maple leaf in the wind, they gathered together Chattering about the robes and gowns of the guests.

"Draco, do you understand this song?" Harry was at a loss for words, but he didn't get a response from the boy for a long time, and turned his head to find that he was staring at a girl in green robe standing at the next table .

"Hello!" Harry pushed him angrily, Draco shook his head and looked at him as if he had suddenly woken up, and asked solemnly, "What's the matter, ha... Barney?"

"What are you looking at?"

"I'm just admiring that green dress, I think it's the color of your eyes."

Harry snorted, Draco leaned over to kiss him flatteringly, took his hand and kneaded it in his palm: "Oh, don't worry, I only love you, everyone else is It's gone."

Harry heard Hermione cough loudly next to him, his face was a little red, he glared at Draco and wanted to pull his hand back, but the other party held on tightly.

"Hands off, Draco, you'll be seen!"

"What does that matter, Barney. I don't mind letting the world know we're together, it's very, very Malfoy."

"But I want to cut steak with my right hand, thank you."

Draco had to let him go reluctantly, but still pulled him and bit his earlobe.Harry could only feel his face burning, and he felt that those Weasley relatives who were looking around were casting curious eyes on them, diverting the topic of discussion to them.But Draco looked like he didn't care at all, picked up the wine glass and poured himself a glass of red wine, and quietly complained to Harry about how bad the Muggle wine was.

"My family's wine cellar keeps all kinds of expensive wines, not the cheap butter beer, but from the Netherlands, Spain, Morocco, Chile..."

"Okay, I know you Malfoys are rich, so can I have a drink?"

"It's not very rich, it's tasteful, we don't drink this kind of green plum juice full of additives—" Draco said, feeling like a pain in his back, he turned his head and found Ron staring at him with a knife and fork Looking at him, it seemed that if he said another word, he would fly the knife towards him.

"Okay, Draco, can't you say a few words?" Harry pinched his thigh under the table, and the boy immediately grabbed his hand, holding his thin wrist tenderly for a while, Then he stretched out his hand to stick to his thigh, and then touched between his legs...

"Draco!" Harry slapped his hands away through gritted teeth, sitting up straight with his legs crossed.He vowed not to speak a word to him until the bride and groom appeared.

After a while, Bill and Fleur dressed up appeared on the other side of the lawn.Bill was wearing a pure black exquisite wizard robe, inlaid with star-like diamonds, and his unkempt red hair was neatly brushed aside.He took Fu Rong's hand and slowly stepped up the long path, step by step and cautiously walked towards the white stage.Furong was already extremely beautiful, and her long silver hair looked even more charming against the backdrop of the white wedding dress, and the delicate fairy crown on her head reflected the radiance like the morning light on the lake.She stared straight ahead, smiling brightly at everyone.

Listening to the long vows, Harry's thoughts drifted far away. A wizard's wedding is not as cumbersome as a Muggle's, but there are many necessary procedures.The people around suddenly started to applaud, and he also applauded in a daze. Those voices were far away, but the long French song became louder and poured into his head non-stop.

Somehow Harry heard a hint of sadness in that song, which was strange, who plays sad songs at weddings?He poked Draco's arm and asked in a low voice, "Draco, do you understand French?"

The boy put down the hand that stuffed the foie gras into his mouth, took a wet towel and wiped his mouth: "Understand, what's wrong?"

"What the hell is this song about?" Harry asked.

Draco frowned and listened for a while, then shrugged: "I can't hear you clearly. Let's eat first, Barney Weasley."

Immediately more hearty dishes appeared on the table.There was an extra piece of chocolate chicken on Harry's plate, and his cup was filled with yellow orange tea; Draco frowned at the black blueberry cake on his plate, and then sandwiched it in Harry's cup. Li's plate: "—I don't like things that are too sweet."

"Would you like to try my chocolate chicken?" Harry asked over his shoulder.There was still a bit of cream on the corner of his mouth, and Draco reached out to wipe it off for him.

"Well—no——" Before he could finish, Harry happily put half of the diced chicken on his plate, and told him to finish it.

Draco: "..."

The faces of the guests were filled with joyful smiles, and they toasted frequently, toasting each other, wishing blessings to the young couple.At this moment, it seems that everyone has forgotten the darkness that is close at hand, and is immersed in this short-term happiness wholeheartedly.

Joyful dance music sounded on the stage, and several couples of men and women slid onto the dance floor first.Harry squinted his eyes, watching against the light as the gentle sunlight pulled up the hem of their wizard robes.The bright golden light fluttered on those dancing robes, like raindrops flying outward.

Ron and Hermione also got up and stepped onto the dance floor.Soon, only he, Draco and two strange girls were left at the round table.They chatted enthusiastically around Draco, and Harry couldn't get in at all, so he sat around drinking orange tea depressed.

Suddenly a person sat down beside him, and a shadow fell.Harry looked up and found that sitting next to him was Krum, his chin propped on one hand, looking at the dance floor with a gloomy face.

Harry held the orange tea in both hands, rubbing the cool side of the cup with his palms, without speaking.Krum also drank butterbeer without saying a word. After a while, he suddenly asked, "Are they already together?"

Harry followed his gaze, caught him staring at Hermione and Ron, and nodded sullenly, "Yeah, I think so."

Krum turned to look at him, looked at him for a while, and asked, "What's your name? Are you also a relative of the Weasley family?"

"Uh... my name is Barney, and I'm Ron's cousin." Harry put down the orange tea.Krum nodded: "I'm Viktor Krum."

"Oh, you're that famous international star! I've admired you for a long time—" Harry tried his best to sound extremely surprised, and Krum showed a slight smile on his face, but it soon recovered depressed.

"What about the international stars, all the good girls have been snatched away." He muttered, stopped talking, and stared straight at the dance floor.

Harry didn't know how to comfort him, and the two girls around Draco quickly noticed Krum's presence, and they moved the chair beside him excitedly, asking him questions, which was a success. It diverted Krum's attention, and Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

A hand came over the back of his, and Harry turned his head to see Draco sitting facing him.His face was shrouded in the bluish light of the backlight, and the fluffy blond hair was filtered to reveal a light and light texture.Behind him are undulating lawns and flying skirts, and those people seem to be dancing on his black and blue shoulders.Draco smiled, and his tone was a little teasing: "Why, aren't you happy?"

"No." Harry replied dryly.

"Oh, come on, I've seen your expression..." Draco raised his eyebrows, and then continued to speak softly, "By the way, I haven't heard you say that you worship Krum before—" —Isn’t he just good at the game?”

"You're still talking about me, you're also jealous." Harry glanced back at Krum and lowered his voice after making sure he didn't hear their conversation, "I still remember how you talked to Krum back then Well, you yourself forgot that flattering face of yours—"

Before Harry could finish, Draco stopped him with his mouth.The electric current caused by the touch of his lips made him tremble slightly, and Harry hurriedly pushed him away, looking around nervously.Draco pulled him to stand up, and quickly ran into the room not far away.