[HP] End of Death

The role-playing didn't come to an end until the night when their polypharmaceuticals wore off.

Hermione carefully flipped through the books all day, and brought back several blue books from the library.She piled herself among the books, and even her robe was covered with dust from old books and dead mosquitoes, her fingers were blackened, and her hair became even more disheveled.Once back in the Room of Requirement she went into the bathroom.

Harry changed back to his original form before he took a bath. Although Hermione said that the bottle of potion would last for a day, it seemed that the actual effect was far from that long.

He went to the bathroom to take a shower, put on his pajamas and dozed off, and walked back to his bed. From a distance, he saw a person lying on his bed leisurely and comfortably, with one hand propping his cheek, and the other rolling him over on the bed book of.

"Go back to your own bed, Draco." Harry sat down on the other side of the bed, rubbed Draco's hair, but got wet with his hands, "Ah, didn't you dry it?"

The boy lazily raised his head. He was only wearing a loose robe, and the open V-shaped neckline revealed a large area of ​​snow-white skin. Harry could see his smooth and beautiful chest and abdomen lines as long as he lowered his head.He felt that his hand that touched his hair was a little hot, so he retracted it silently, but his eyes still revolved around him.

Draco let go of his hand, and let the pages in front of him clatter and fall like flying feathers, harvesting a narrow beam of white light.He stood up, took a towel from the bedside table and stuffed it into Harry's hand: "Wipe my hair."

"Hey, haven't you had enough fun?" Harry resignedly began to wipe Draco's damp blonde hair even though he said so.

His hair was smooth and supple, and each hair shone with a silvery white light. Because it was stained with water, it became more crystal clear, like slender spider silk.Harry rubbed carefully, as if afraid that a little force would tear the spider web.

Draco seemed a little sleepy, he yawned, and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hand.He tilted his head to kiss the corner of Harry's mouth, then rubbed his shoulder, wiping the rest of the water onto his clothes.

"You have something on your mind, Harry," he said.

Harry's hand holding the towel trembled, but it quickly returned to normal.

"I have you in my heart, Draco." Harry replied solemnly.Immediately after he finished speaking, he felt that he was really not suitable for talking about love - not to mention the vulgar lines, he couldn't be as calm and natural as the other party. Although his face was calm, his heart was already roaring like a drum .

Draco raised a pale eyebrow, seemingly surprised.He gave another of his usual smug smiles, lifted his chin flirtatiously, and said, "Kiss me then, Harry."

Harry hesitated for a second, put down the towel and leaned over, cupping his head and pressing his lips against it.

Draco naturally did not miss such a good opportunity.He savored his sweetness to his heart's content, his fingers lingered around his sensitive areas, and soon he teased Harry so soft that most of his pajamas were ripped open.

"Come on, Harry," he licked and kissed his chest, leaving several teeth marks there, "nothing to be courteous about... what are you trying to do, huh?"

"...Don't get cheap and act good." Harry pushed his restless hand away, but the other party pressed him directly, hugging his neck and kissing him stickily.

Harry dealt with him absent-mindedly, but his attitude immediately aroused Draco's dissatisfaction, and he bit his chest heavily, Harry let out a painful cry unexpectedly, and stared at him angrily: "What are you crazy about?"

"Kiss me again, Harry." Draco put his hands on his sides, leaned forward with a smirk, and pressed his lips to his.Harry didn't bother to talk to him, but the other party seemed to not let him go unless his request was met, so he had to raise his head and bump him, pushing him aside.

"Go back to your own bed, Draco." Harry yawned, feeling sleepy.

"Yeah." The man replied casually, playing with his black hair with his fingers.His hands were smooth and slender, and the force of combing his messy hair was extremely gentle, which made Harry feel very comfortable.For some reason, Harry's eyelids drooped, sleepiness flooded his brain, and he gradually fell asleep.

And when he woke up the next morning, it was no surprise to find Draco lying next to him, his leg still on top of his.He silently retracted his legs and turned sideways to face him.

Draco looked very quiet and well-behaved when he was sleeping, the light sunlight fell on his fair skin, and his light golden hair fell to one side and fell to the other.His lips parted and closed slightly with the slow undulating breath, like pale flower petals in the breeze.Harry couldn't help touching it with his fingertips, it was extremely soft to the touch.

Suddenly, Draco opened his mouth and sucked his fingertips in, licking his fingertips with his tongue ambiguously.He opened his eyes, and the sparkle in those magnificent gray-blue eyes made him swallow, and his throat tightened.

Harry pulled his finger back hastily, and Draco tilted his head to look at him.He propped up his upper body lazily, put his head on Harry's shoulder, wrapped his hands around his waist, and rubbed against his cheek insatiably: "Harry, let's do it."

"what?"

"I just dreamed that we were having sex, you were enthusiastic and active, and you urged me to hurry up, so cute..."

"You...I won't believe it, you must be playing with me again." Harry pulled his hand in his pants and got off the bed in a panic, Draco's chuckle came from behind him.

After they got up and changed one after another, Hermione began dispensing Polyjuice Potions to everyone.

Harry hesitated for a while after taking his bottle of potion, and said, "By the way, I want to stay here today instead of going to the library."

As soon as the words fell, the three of them raised their heads and looked at him.Draco frowned, Ron opened his mouth, and finally Hermione asked hesitantly, "Harry, do you feel... uncomfortable?"

"No, it's not." Harry knew what she was thinking right away, "I just want to stay here - there are so many people in the library, if something happens to me, it will be very difficult to deal with."

Hermione stared at him suspiciously for a while, and reluctantly agreed: "Okay, Harry... If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell us, and we will help you find a way. By the way, this is for you." you."

She took a silver Sickle from her pocket and handed it to Harry, and handed the rest to Ron and Draco: "This is what I made yesterday - um - if you have an emergency, just press Hold it in the middle, and after a second, other people's Silver Sickles will receive the signal."

"Okay, I see." Harry nodded, stuffing the Silver Sickle into his pocket.

"I'll stay too. I'll stay here with him." Draco said suddenly.

Hermione didn't seem surprised by this, she nodded, just told them to be careful, and then left the Room of Requirement with Ron.

"Ron and I will bring you three meals, don't run around!" She turned around and added worriedly, and was pushed out by Ron.

The door closed silently, and the walls returned to their original state.Harry looked at Draco, who smiled at him, but the smile was a little stiff.Draco raised his eyebrows, and he walked up to him slowly, touched his face, and whispered, "Let's do it."

"...So you stayed here just to do this kind of thing?" When Harry said this, Draco had already started to undress him, and he knew that he had probably endured it since last night, so he obeyed He lay down on the bed and even opened his legs slightly shyly.Draco knelt down between his legs, his eyes gradually darkening.

Harry regretted it a few hours later.He couldn't help but wonder if Draco had taken the wrong medicine, he could hardly bear his enthusiasm.He began to plead, but the other party ignored him completely and tossed him over and over again.

"That's enough, Draco—let me go—crazy—" He yelled and cursed, kicking Draco's waist with his leg, and the latter broke his leg directly to his chest , making him pose in a more embarrassing pose.

"Want to stop?" He leaned against his ear and blew, it was as warm as a tropical sea breeze, and Harry's neck instantly became redder.

"Um……"

Draco patted his hip: "But your body doesn't say that."

Harry glared at him blushing, and pushed his shoulder feebly: "Damn..."

"Tell me what you're going to do, Harry."

"...Huh?" Harry's brain was still a little dizzy, but he woke up immediately.He looked at him intently. The boy's face was still covered with sweat, his eyes were reddish, and his blond hair hung down by his ears, which was extremely sexy.

"Don't lie to me, Harry," he said softly, rubbing his lower lip with his hand.

Harry was still trying to struggle: "No, I don't plan to do anything. I just want to take a break..."

Draco smiled and said meaningfully: "I didn't say what you want to do when you stay."

Harry froze for a second, stunned.Oops, cheated by him!

"So are you going to tell me?"

Harry still resisted, and Draco sent him in with a heavy punishment, which made him moan uncontrollably and grip the sheets tightly with both hands.

"Harry, I love you very much." Draco continued to persuade, his tone was almost gentle and affectionate, "I won't tell them, I'm not Granger, you must follow the rules .Tell me, Harry, what on earth are you going to do..."

Harry bit his lower lip, trying not to let a broken groan escape from his mouth.Draco's skills were getting better and better, and he was getting better at talking...Harry sadly found himself being eaten to death by him, but he was willing to fall.

"Let go of me first." He panted, trying to prop up his upper body.Draco was a little reluctant when he backed out, he pulled Harry by the hand to help him reach the top, and then hugged him against the bed.

"It's like this... I heard Ginny and Neville in the library talking about stealing the Gryffindor sword from the headmaster's office this afternoon." Harry pondered for a while, "You know, Snape is occupying the headmaster's office now .”

"Yeah." Draco replied casually, not sure if he listened carefully.

"Well, Snape, the traitor, betrayed Dumbledore, and if he catches them—well—they're sure to end up with nothing—anyway, I've got to watch them..."

"Oh." Draco nodded, looking at him with his head tilted, "planning to exercise your Gryffindor sense of justice to protect your friend, huh? It's unexpectedly in line with your style, Harry. "

"Hey, are you laughing at me?"

"It's still the same as before, rushing forward without thinking about anything... What if Snape catches you? Is that all you want to go back to my house, Harry? Or do you just don't care what we think, just want to be silly Do what you want to do in a foolish way—"

"Draco—"

"If I don't ask you, are you going to keep it a secret, and then let us know when you get caught, huh?" Draco's voice became more and more sharp, and he seemed to be squeezing through his teeth. These words, "You selfish bastard, you don't think about me - I should lock you up and tie you up so you don't run around like a hero again..."

"Draco!" Harry had to raise his voice. He was about to explain, but the other party rushed over and kissed him, pressing him firmly under his body.

"You don't want to go anywhere." He said bitterly, "I don't care about the reason, anyway, you don't want to go."