[HP] End of Death

The weekend has finally arrived.After saying goodbye to Hermione, Harry listened carefully to the movement in the dormitory building.He put on the invisibility cloak and slipped quietly to the lounge, squeezed out the door with a classmate when he was going out, and hid behind the pillar.

Harry waited quietly, waiting for the people in the lounge to leave, the corridor was empty, and the laughter of the students echoed in the distance.He heard the sound of crisp footsteps not far away, approaching gradually, and every sound was like a knock on the tip of his heart, which made him tremble unceasingly.

Harry turned his head, and a slender figure was walking towards him in the distance.He wore the same overcoat as that night, and looked straight across the corridor to the end.

He stopped and leaned against the wall to wait silently, with that quiet and peaceful posture as if even if the snowflakes drift slowly and time stands still, he will wait here alone until the person of destiny arrives.

Harry stared blankly at his profile for a long moment.Draco kept looking at the entrance of the Gryffindor lounge, and after a while he seemed a little impatient, walking around and talking to himself: "Why hasn't that fellow Potter come out yet? It's too good It’s time to dawdle. Could it be that he is dressing up inside? I can’t see that he still has hobbies in this area..."

Harry's face darkened when he heard this, and he walked quickly to pat him on the shoulder.Draco turned his head but saw nothing. He raised his eyebrows and whispered, "Take off the cloak, Potter."

"No, I told Hermione I couldn't go to Hogsmeade because I had a cold. If she caught us...well, you know the consequences," Harry replied.

"But it makes me feel bad, Potter. I'd be very angry if you sneaked off," Draco said slowly, in a slightly dangerous tone.

"I won't slip!"

"I don't believe you, Potter. If you insist on wearing the cloak, then hold out your hand." Draco held out a hand, which was wearing a delicate black anti-freeze glove, intricately embroidered Green pattern.Harry muttered "it's weirder this way", but took his hand anyway, and Draco took his hand and put it in his pocket.

"It's not surprising then." His voice sounded pleasant, but Harry felt a little awkward, the texture of the glove rubbed him hard, he tried to break free from his hand but was held even tighter, Draco forced He pinched his palms, a little angrily: "What are you doing, Potter?"

"Your gloves make me uncomfortable," Harry said truthfully.

Draco glanced in his direction, pulled his hand away, took off the glove, and stuffed it into his pocket.He held out his knuckle hand toward him, and Harry hesitated, then took it again.He felt even more awkward.

They walked into Hogsmeade together, and because Draco held his hands in his pockets, Harry had to walk close to him, worrying not to bump into the passing classmates along the way.

Heavy snow fell on Hogsmeade, and the tip of his nose was icy cold.Draco put on the hat, and the dark knitted hat wrapped around his short light blond hair and white cheeks, which looked a bit heroic.Harry looked around and asked Draco in a low voice, "Where are we going?"

"Would you like dessert?" Draco lifted his chin, pointing at the crowded Honeydukes.

"How do you eat while wearing the Invisibility Cloak..." Harry complained.Draco didn't answer, and pulled him straight to the long line.

"Hey, I didn't say I wanted to eat—"

"Be quiet, Potter, do you want someone to find out you're here?" Draco casually stroked Harry's hand in his pocket, he held his wrist, his thumb lightly stroking his Finger joints and thin finger joints.Harry wanted to pull away uncomfortably, and Draco took the opportunity to slip his fingertips into interlocking with his fingers, firmly grasping and pressing against the side of his leg.Harry was thankful no one else could see him, otherwise he would have noticed his blushing startlingly.

"Malfoy—"

"It's better to think about what to buy than to think about it here." Fingertips continued to rub against his skin, Harry gritted his teeth and stared at Draco, but it didn't work at all.

"I didn't bring any money, Malfoy," he said deliberately, but immediately regretted it, he didn't want to watch Draco eat alone.

"You want me to invite you, Potter? I've already guessed what you're thinking." Draco shook his hand vigorously, "I can invite you, as a small favor to my collaborators..."

"Then will you buy whatever I want?" Harry's smile was full of malice, Draco naturally knew what he was thinking, and snorted, "As long as you can finish it."

Three minutes later, Draco left Honeydukes with a big bag of various sweets and faced the eyes of the students around him. Harry laughed secretly when he listened to the comments of those students, and suggested kindly: "You can use two portable , Malfoy."

"Oh, and then you took the opportunity to escape, didn't you?" Draco said viciously, he really wanted to take off his invisibility cloak and "discipline" him, no, he was going to do it now.Draco took Harry to the direction of the Shrieking Shack, which was haunted all the year round and few people would go in, but he wasn't afraid.

"Hey, Draco, where are you going?" At this moment, several girls in Slytherin uniforms walked up to him, and they screamed when they saw the big bag of sweets in his hand, staring eagerly. he.

"Oh Draco, are you throwing a party? So much toffee and chocolate!"

"My God, can we join?"

"Draco, can we have some? Please!"

Listening to what they said, Harry couldn't help clenching his hands slowly.He leaned over and whispered a warning in Draco's ear, "Malfoy, don't forget what I said."

He thought for a moment, then added, "I don't want to hang out with your Slytherin friends."

Before he had time to back away, Draco turned his head suddenly, Harry felt something soft brush against his lips, he took a step back in shock, and almost shook off his hand, but was caught by a strong force The power is firmly held down.

"Oh, I'm sorry—I'm sorry, I have to hurry up, and I'll treat you to ice cream next time I'm free." Draco smiled politely at them, and pulled Harry forward regardless of their questioning.The posture of putting his hands in his pockets was extremely inconvenient, so he stretched out his hands generously. Anyway, there were not many people passing by here, and no one would pay attention.

"Malfoy, slow down!" Harry almost tripped over the uneven bluestone several times, but Draco turned a deaf ear.They stumbled into the Shrieking Shack, locked the door behind them, and sat down against the wall, panting.Draco lit a candle and placed it by the wall not far away, and the room became brighter.

"Why on earth are you running so fast?" Harry punched him on the shoulder, and Draco pulled him back, the other hand tugging at his invisibility cloak.

"What are you doing... um..." The other party stuffed a piece of mint ice cream into his mouth, sticking it all over his mouth. Harry felt that his mouth was going to be numb from the cold, so he quickly took off the ice cream and stared fiercely. he.

"Delicious?" Draco took a piece of pink coconut sorbet, and he sat Harry facing him between his legs, one hand on his waist.He looked down at him, only to find that the other party was busy eating ice cream, completely oblivious to what he had just said.

Harry was licking the cream on the peppermint ice cream, the cold taste overflowed his lips, and a small piece of ice cream stuck to his nose, Draco raised his hand to wipe it off for him.

Harry paused, without thinking too much, and asked, "Did I get a lot of ice cream on my face?"

"Well, a lot." Draco took a bite of the coconut sorbet, and opened his eyes without frowning, talking nonsense.

"Where is it?" Harry said, reaching out to touch his cheek as the boy in front of him stuffed the rest of the ice cream into his mouth.The hand around his waist suddenly tightened, and Harry lay on his chest unexpectedly.Draco looked down and licked the corner of his lips, then the other, the lower lip...

Harry froze in place, his mind blank.As soon as he let go of his hand, the ice cream fell on his coat, and the freezing temperature made him react instantly.He pushed against Draco's chest, his cheeks burning, his heart pounding violently in his ears.The other party hugged him tightly, and whispered in his ear: "Calm down, Potter."

"You are too much!"

"I just wiped off the ice cream for you. By the way, you still have a little bit on your neck..." Hearing the other party's smiling words, Harry was extremely ashamed and angry. pain.Now Draco had to let go of him, clutching his forehead and musing.

"Tough strikes, Potter." He gave him a sideways look.

"You asked for it." Harry didn't feel distressed at all.