[HP] End of Death

Harry turned his head away from his furious kiss, but the kiss held his cheek and held him still.He bit his lips relentlessly, then his jaw, neck, shoulders and chest, and Harry had no doubts that he would tear himself apart if he could.

"Go away, Draco, you backtrack!"

"Oh, did I promise you something?" Draco raised an eyebrow.Harry thought over what he had said carefully, and realized that he hadn't said he wouldn't interfere.

Draco knew from his changing expression that he had already understood what he meant. He smiled and nodded his nose: "Be careful before doing things, Harry. Although you are so simple, it is cute, but it is also very cute." stupid."

"Listen, Draco, that sword is important, we might be able to use it to destroy a Horcrux—"

"So? That's why you're going to take the risk alone? Look, Harry, you should tell us about this kind of thing instead of hiding it yourself! You think it's more honorable to do it alone, and it's not exciting enough to take us along." ,Yeah?"

"No! I didn't think so - I just thought you wouldn't agree, after all we both promised Lupine -"

"Yeah, but it didn't take many days for you to break the rules."

"I--"

"You're a stupid bastard, it goes without saying."

"Draco..."

"Even if you think we won't agree, you should tell me." Draco sighed, "I thought we had enough trust between us, but I didn't expect you to still plan to take risks without telling me."

Harry pursed his lips, his heart cracked into pieces with heartache and guilt.He couldn't bear to see Draco's disappointed expression, even if he beat him angrily, it would be better than this, but he knew that he didn't want to, he could only express his dissatisfaction and grievance in this awkward way.

At this moment, he could feel the intensity of Draco's uneasiness. He has never felt safe, like a small boat sailing on the vast ocean, as long as the tide rises, it will be overturned by the waves.He looks like he has blended into them, but his heart has always been lonely and fearful, standing on the spire of a lonely blade, with only a thin steel wire in front of him.

The only thing he can do is hold him tight and not let him disappear.

"I apologize to you, Draco," Harry said guiltily, "but what I fear most is that you're against me, too."

The boy looked down at him, and the mottled light and shadow fell on his flawless white curtain, as if wearing a gleaming golden gauze on him.Harry avoided his gaze, staring at the muscular line of his long legs bent and taut, where a circle of shards of gold dangled, making his skin even paler.He looked at it for a long time before realizing belatedly that it was sunlight reflecting off the glass dial of his watch.

Draco sighed, took his hand and placed it where he had been staring.

"Do it again, then put on your clothes and go to dinner. I'll accompany you in the afternoon, okay?"

"...Delete me to do it again, thank you. Do you think I can't hear it if it's mixed together?"

In the afternoon, after eating Chinese food, Harry and Draco took the compound potion, put on the invisibility cloak and went to the principal's office.

They walked hand in hand on the familiar yet unfamiliar corridor, and Harry looked around all the way.He looked obsessively at the portraits of witches talking to each other and the small flags hanging on the wall, the shiny silver armor standing in the corner, the glass chandelier spinning above his head, and the students walking by with their schoolbags on their backs.Some of them held books in their hands and talked with each other, and there were bursts of laughter.

If it wasn't for Voldemort, he could have been one of them, continuing his seventh year at Hogwarts.He will prepare for the NEWTs exam here, and work hard to become an Auror after graduation, instead of hiding and worrying every day.

Harry ran into several familiar figures in the passing crowd—Ernie, the Hufflepuff prefect who was already in the seventh grade, was walking and talking with Hannah; the Creevey brothers from Gryffindor, They looked sullen, wondering what they were discussing; there were also a few unexpected people—Draco frowned—Goyle, Crabbe, and Nott, who seemed to have gathered together since Draco dropped out of school. Together, Goyle and Crabbe followed Nott as they had obeyed Draco's orders, listening to Nott's talk with a blank face.

They had already passed each other, but Draco's eyes were still chasing the group of people, and Harry stopped in his tracks.

Draco turned his head, rubbed his nose in embarrassment, and said, "Let's go."

"Draco, you still really want to make up with them, don't you?" Harry asked suddenly.

"Huh? Of course not." Draco quickly denied, "That fellow Theodore has done me such a bad job, how could I—?"

"But you didn't really hate him because you knew he was who you were. You couldn't hate yourself."

Draco was silent for a while.

"Of course I would hate myself, Harry. If I had to say a word to my old self, I'd give the bastard a punch."

"Oh, I don't deny that you did a lot of bastards back then." Harry shrugged. "But who didn't love a few bastards when they were young?"

Draco frowned and looked at him seriously: "How many? Harry, how many do you have?"

"I'm just giving an example! The point is not here at all!"

Maybe it was because they were talking too loudly, a few students passing by looked here in surprise, Harry quickly covered his mouth, and pulled Draco away quickly.

When they hurried to the landing, they saw Neville stepping into the elevator leading to the headmaster's office.They strode on as quietly as possible, Harry's hand outstretched, finally blocking the door before Ginny squeezed into the lift.He stood cautiously around her, holding Draco's hand tightly to keep him out of the cloak's range.

"You almost dislocated my arm, Harry!" Draco said in a low voice.They huddled together on the narrow stairs, their bodies facing the flames from the eyes of the phoenix spreading its wings in the middle, and they were dazzled by the light.

"Then stretch out your hand and I'll rub it for you."

"No, I'll settle the score with you when I go back."

Fortunately, Ginny and Neville were also discussing things nervously at this time, so they didn't notice their voices.

The lift quickly reached its destination, the phoenix spun and pointed to the door, and the door slowly moved away.Ginny and Neville stepped out of the lift softly, moving cautiously against the wall, followed by Harry and Draco.

To be honest, Harry felt that their actions were completely unnecessary, because this corridor was straight and unobstructed, and it could be seen from any angle.

They crawled forward and moved slowly to the door of the principal's office.Ginny and Neville looked at each other and nodded. The latter pulled out his wand from his pocket and muttered "Ahola's Hole" in a low voice, and the door swung open gently. penetrating out of the device.

Harry saw a red feather fluttering by the door, from a stuffed bird taped to the wall; and the silver globe spinning on the table, the small teapot bubbling, and the bookshelves stacked in the corner. The scroll on the table... everything is exactly the same as when Dumbledore was there, as if he had never left, still sitting behind the desk and looking at him gently with those sharp blue eyes.

While he was in a daze, Ginny and Neville had slipped into the office and closed the door behind them.Harry came back to his senses and turned to face Draco.They stared at each other for a while, and the latter suddenly came up to him and kissed him on the cheek, muttering, "What a fool."

Harry raised his eyebrows and was about to retort when he heard a series of muffled footsteps and the rustle of his robes coming from the other side of the corridor.Cold and familiar, like a poisonous snake crawling out of the underworld, the surrounding air became cold.Harry turned his head sharply, greasy black hair and sallow face meeting his eyes, and his fingers clenched.

Snape.