[HP] End of Death

Harry stared into his cold black eyes as if they were about to poke a hole in his face.He got closer and closer, and stretched out his hand to push open the door of the headmaster's office. At that moment Harry's heart constricted suddenly, and he remembered that Neville and Ginny were still inside.

He stepped up the steps slowly, and the pitch-black robe diffused in, casting a shadow in the room paved with golden light.

The last black patch of the cloth disappeared from view, and Harry took a step forward subconsciously, but Draco pulled him hard.His mouth was tense, as if he was suppressing something.

Then there was a series of harsh sounds of tables overturned, glass instruments falling to the ground and smashing, and boys and girls shouting and resisting. They seemed to have smashed a glass window, and large pieces of glass flew everywhere. It even splashed onto the doorstep, reflecting a shaky luster.

Harry gave Draco a hand, and the two moved closer to the door.Harry turned his head to look in, and from his angle he could only see a corner of Snape's back, the rest was blocked by the wall and the desk.At this moment, Snape was holding a naughty student with one hand, teaching them with a gloomy voice.

"Break into the headmaster's office and try to steal things... You really deserve to be a reckless Gryffindor..."

"You Death Eater, you are not qualified to occupy the sword of Gryffindor!"

"Shut up, Weasley girl, it's not up to you to decide the ownership of this sword." Snape said coldly, "Okay, let me think about what I should do with you..."

"Oh, are you going to kill again?" Neville yelled without showing any weakness, and Harry couldn't believe that this was what the boy who trembled in front of Snape would say, "Kill the headmaster and kill him again." You must feel honored to kill students—”

"You're not going to get any good by showing off your quick tongue, stupid Longbottom. I can see from your lack of aptitude in Potions class that you have no merit." Snape smugly Said, he dragged the two students out, they kept bumping into the scraps of paper scattered on the ground while walking, making a noisy sound.Neville's knee also hit a bookshelf post, causing him to gasp in pain.

"Gryffindor deducted [-] points, because of your violations... Let me think about it, contradicting the principal, each deducting [-] points... and destroying the device in the principal's office, deducting [-] points..." Sne Pu thought of tricks all the way to deduct points from Gryffindor, Harry was itching his teeth, and Draco hugged his waist from behind to prevent him from rushing out.

The figures of the three gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor. Harry broke free from Draco's hand and looked back at the principal's office.He suddenly had a flash of inspiration, pointed to the half-open door of the principal's room, pulled Draco to push the door open and slipped in.

The fiery red stuffed bird swayed overhead, a faint silver mist floated in the room, and the water ball in the silver cup was still spinning and jumping in the air.Carefully avoiding the shards, Harry and Draco moved through the narrow gap towards the display window against the wall.The glass of the window had been smashed by Ginny and Neville, and the sword of Gryffindor was lying quietly inside.

Harry knelt down and carefully took out the sword from the opening.However, just as he stuffed it into the invisibility cloak, the door to the principal's office was suddenly opened, and Snape's face slowly rose up from behind the steps.

He dragged his long robe and stood by the table, waving his magic wand casually, the paper rolls on the ground shook off the dirt and dust and flew back to the bookshelf, and the broken glass was reassembled into its original appearance.

Another pile of shattered glass flew towards the direction where Harry and the others were standing, and the two hurriedly took a step to the right - someone's heel made a short sound, Snape frowned - and The pile of shattered glass also filled in the hole in the smashed window, which now looks exactly like it did before, except for the crucial sword missing from it.

Snape obviously noticed this too.He strode towards here, stared fixedly at the empty window for a moment, then turned his head to stare in the direction where Draco and Harry were standing.

After a few seconds, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the air like an eagle's claw.Harry watched him getting closer and closer in horror, and couldn't help clenching the sword in his hand.For some reason, an absurd idea came into his mind, if Snape caught him, he would use this sword to resist him... The sword that can kill the basilisk can naturally deal with this traitor...

They moved back slowly, praying that Snape would not come any closer.There were a few moments when he seemed to actually stop, but then moved on again quickly; there were also moments when Harry felt his eyes meet his, and his throat tightened, almost screaming made a sound, but the indifferent black eyes moved away immediately.

They continued to back away, and the heel of Draco's shoe suddenly hit the bookshelf with a clear thump, which was especially loud in the silent space.Harry's mind went blank for a moment, and he saw Snape's eyes move down immediately, then slowly up again, and then a meaningful smile appeared on that disgusting face.

"Oh, finally showing, self righteous Gryffindors... stand up yourself and let me see who you are..." he whispered, crossing his hands.

The surroundings were silent for a second, and Harry felt the hand holding him loosen in vain, as if a piece of his heart had been crushed, it was empty and cold, and there was still a pain that could not be caused.

Draco stomped on Snape, quickly lifted the cloak as he hopped back and stood up.

"Long time no see, Professor," he said.

Snape stared at him, still mindful of the embarrassing kick just now.But seeing Draco's face at this moment, he showed a trace of doubt, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

"What college are you from? What's your name?" he asked.

"I'm Proud Percival of Slytherin," Draco replied calmly, "Doesn't the former head of Slytherin even recognize his own students?"

"No, you're not a Slytherin student," Snape said softly. "I know every Slytherin student except anyone with that name."

"That's probably because the professors forget things too much." Draco sneered, "You may only remember those flattering villains, or those nerds who are outstanding in class... I am unknown, so naturally I don't Remembered by the professor..."

"Funny," Snape said, looking at him coldly. "I've always had a good memory, and it seems to me that you're just a mean Gryffindor trying to trick me into taking points from Slytherin. Hand over the sword Come out, Percival—I don't think that's your real name either, but I'll find out. Or I'll put you in detention, or go to the Forbidden Forest with that fool Hagrid."

"Oh, confinement, sent to the Forbidden Forest! Your methods are still so old-fashioned, Professor." Draco mocked sharply, "You can punish me anyway-you can't find anything anyway, and the sword is not with me !"

Snape stared at him, his eyes becoming strange, but Harry, who was often tormented by this, could tell at a glance that he was using Legilimency.Draco took a step back, shaking his head.

"Come on, don't look at me like that - I know what you're doing, I can stop you! Don't you get any information from me -"

"...I'm impressed, you learned Occlumency." Snape frowned, as if trying to avoid a nasty bug, "I kind of believe you're not Gryffindor..."

Harry knew he was reminded of those failed Occlumency lessons, and he rolled his eyes, but he was also secretly surprised that Draco had Occlumency and was able to stop Snape.He still remembers the painful feeling of being peeped into his brain at that time.

"I said I'm a Slytherin," Draco said. "Do you think it's impossible for a Slytherin to resist you?"

"I didn't say so. Then, Percival—or whatever you call it, if you insist on not handing over the sword, I'll have to use the Imperius Curse on you—"

"Drowsy!" The boy's voice sounded from under the invisibility cloak, a red light hit Snape's shoulder, and his body limply fell to the ground.Harry straddled his legs, put the Invisibility Cloak over the two of them, took Draco's hand and ran outside.

Panting, they ran across the dark, empty corridor and jumped into the elevator.The door was slowly closed, and the flames of the phoenix shone on their red faces, turning their pupils into a mirror burning like lava.

They leaned against the wall, panting, and rushed out when the elevator reached the ground. The loud footsteps echoed in the entire corridor, as fast as each other's heartbeat.After running for an unknown distance, they had already left the building where the principal's office was located and came to another platform decorated with Roman columns and colorful curtains. Harry and Draco stopped slowly and leaned against the wall.

They let go of each other's tightly held hands, looked at each other, and saw themselves in each other's eyes.The two hugged each other tightly, as if they wanted to strangle it into their own flesh and blood.Then, I don’t know who started it first—or the mutual desire of each other—only kisses regardless of each other can express their intense emotions at this time, the joy of wanting to share with each other, the touch of the rest of their lives, and the intensity that is about to come. Erupting love, they want to get closer to each other in a stronger way, and they will become one and never separate.

"I love you, Harry," he whispered in his ear, "I love you."

"I love you too." Harry put his arms around his neck, resting his head on his shoulder.

"By the way, the sword fell to the ground."

"It's okay, there's no one here anyway, they're still in class..."

They looked at each other affectionately and kissed again.