[HP] End of Death

This sentence shocked Harry's heart, and his eyes became complicated.His lips moved, trying to say something but giving up.

They were silent on the bed, thinking about their own thoughts.Draco had been studying the note with a frown, taking out a pen and paper to scribble, while Harry was so tired that he fell asleep on his shoulder again.He pulled the quilt up to cover him completely, and kissed him on the forehead.

And while Harry fell asleep again, Ron came in once with dinner.Draco asked about his and Hermione's injuries, and his answer was "It's nothing serious, it will recover soon".

"Harry he's... all right? I mean, does he look weird?" Ron asked.

"His mood is a little unstable. By the way, when he gets up, I have something to discuss with you." Draco said, he rubbed the back of the sleeping boy's head, Ron rolled his eyes and pretended not to see .

"Okay, then you pay attention... I mean, since we have learned from the past..." Ron said vaguely, he sighed, walked out of the room and closed the door.

For Draco, waiting for Harry to wake up was definitely not a boring thing.He can unscrupulously observe his sleeping face, the trembling eyelashes and flaring nose wings when he breathes, the slightly parted light purple lips, and the messy sideburns piled up at the corners of his ears all give him infinite pleasure.

Draco looked at him with his cheek propped on one hand, couldn't help pinching Harry's face, and then shaved his dark eyebrows with his fingertips.He sucked on his sharp chin, pulled the quilt a little to touch the mark he left on his neck last night, rubbed the tip of his nose, and finally sucked his lower lip maliciously I licked it again, and my breathing was a little short when we parted, but I still couldn't get enough.

Harry sensed his restlessness in a daze, he unconsciously reached out to block it, but Draco grabbed his wrist and pressed him aside.After seeing Harry's reaction, he became even more excited, and the idea of ​​a prank suddenly appeared in his heart.

He deliberately touched his sensitive spots, pinched the cherry red breasts on his chest and rubbed them, and even stretched his hands between his legs...

Harry felt as if something was harassing him all the time, he twisted his body to avoid it, but the person was relentless, and even bullied him even harder.He elbowed him irritably, but still couldn't escape the touch that would have made him feel ashamed.When the man grabbed something between his legs, Harry suddenly opened his eyes, and slammed Draco's shoulder with a backhand: "Can't you let me sleep well?"

"No. Good evening, Harry." Draco rubbed his shoulders without changing his expression, thinking that his hands were still as hard as before, "Get up and eat dinner when you wake up."

Harry glared at him, sat up reluctantly, and dawdled to find a jacket from the floor and put it on.Draco also quickly changed into his own robes, striding over to straighten Harry's shirt and straighten his collar.

"Your clothes are wrinkled, Harry."

"...What do you think is the reason for this?"

"Ah, I can't deny that I'm partly responsible for this, but it's certainly not without you." Draco buttoned his shirt up the top button, leaned over and touched him on the face, then reached out Show Harry the marks from his bite, "You don't know you were rude yesterday, Harry, and if I ask you, you're responsible for me."

Harry: "..."

After admiring Harry's gritted teeth enough, Draco pulled him to eat dinner at the table. He didn't forget to pick and choose during the meal, and in the end, Harry, who couldn't bear it, put a deadbolt to seal his throat.

"—that's what you learned from that strange potions book again—"

"Just use it."

When they finally got enough of their slimy stuff to go downstairs to the living room, Hermione and Ron had been sitting there waiting for a long time.Harry's heart tensed when he saw them, and his eyes flicked uncontrollably towards their injuries.All the short-term happiness flowed away from my heart, not a single drop remained.

They sat down on the sofa and looked at each other.The pale lamp above the head shattered on everyone's hair and bridge of nose, sharp as a knife.

"This..." Draco and Ron started at the same time, then stopped together.The latter scratched his hair, motioning for him to speak first.

"Well, I didn't stay here last night. I went out because I was worried about Blaise, and I always thought something was going to happen - and it did," said Draco, giving Harry a look, Harry took his words and continued to elaborate—this was what they had discussed in advance: "Brace's betrayal was discovered, and the mysterious man wanted to kill him. He fled, but he didn't escape..."

"A lot of people are chasing him, and the situation is even worse than when Harry and I were at that time. He had a chance to escape—but he gave up this opportunity in order to convey a piece of information to me." Draco Speaking slowly, he took out a folded piece of parchment from his pocket and put it on the table, his arms trembling a little.Hermione and Ron took the paper to read together, both frowning.

"Sorry, we're - very sorry about this, we didn't know it would turn out like this," said Hermione carefully. "We're very - very sorry for our friends who doubted you before, really."

Draco gripped the robe on his knees, then let it go in a jerk.

"...I know I should say it's okay at this time." He lowered his eyes, bent down, and stared straight at the swaying halo on the floor, "It's me who actually wants to say sorry to him, and I didn't fully trust him either... …At that time I was hesitant to go, if I hadn’t…”

His voice became softer and softer until he was silent.

"No, Malfoy, it's not your fault." Hermione said suddenly, her voice was trembling at first, but gradually became firmer, "We can't stop this matter, if we have to say it, it's wrong It's You-Know-Who and the Death Eaters who are responsible for all this tragedy, and you don't have to feel guilty."

"But he died, right in front of me."

"I know how you feel, and I feel sad too, very sad...Zabini is a nice guy—"

"How do you know?" Draco raised his head, his face looked strange under the pale light, "Only because of this?"

Hermione opened her mouth, paused, and finally nodded: "Yes, that's all."

Draco looked away and said nothing.

"Now I can see thestrals too." He uttered these words without beginning or end.

Hermione and Ron glanced at each other, and the latter looked at Harry, but Harry was also absent-minded, his eyes wandering somewhere.

"By the way, Malfoy, what's written on this piece of paper? Sorry, neither Ron nor I understood it." Hermione broke the calm.

"It says, 'The Lestranges' vault contains something very important to the Dark Lord'," Draco replied.In fact, he had been deciphering it for a long time. Blaise's handwriting before his death was too confusing.

"Something very important?" Harry finally recovered. "What is that?—is it—?"

"I think it's possible." Draco nodded.

"No way, is it really—?" Hermione covered her mouth.

"The vault should refer to the vault of Gringotts. Hagrid once said that it would be extremely unwise for anyone to steal from Gringotts—" Harry suddenly closed his mouth when he said this, his face turned pale, The body shook slightly, "I'm sorry, I don't think I should participate in this kind of discussion."

He stood up and wanted to leave, but Draco grabbed his wrist quickly.

"Harry!"

Hermione and Ron got up too, and ran to him to stop him.

"No, I can't let You-Know-Who know that we're destroying his Horcruxes—" said Harry quickly, looking as if he was struggling to breathe, almost throwing up.

"That's not it, Harry, you sit down first—"

"Don't be impulsive, Harry!"

"I attacked you, and I didn't know it! Listen, maybe You-Know-Who is listening to us right now—he knows what we're doing, and he's going to destroy us—"

"Calm down--"

"How do you make me calm? I attacked my best friend, and I don't know when this kind of thing will happen again-the mysterious man and I exchanged souls, can you imagine this kind of thing? He It is entirely possible to detect everything about us!"

"Harry, you can't solve the problem like this! Listen to me, sit down first, we can find a solution!" Hermione said loudly.

The surrounding air fell silent for a moment, and Harry stared blankly at her for a while, then took a step back.

"I need to be alone for a while," he said woodenly, turning and pushing them up the stairs.