[HP] End of Death

The next morning, when the alarm clock rang, Harry habitually reached out to press it off, but he felt as if his body was pressed hard by a heavy weight of iron.He struggled to break free from the heavy and soft thing tied to him, and even slapped it hard a few times, finally turning off the noisy alarm clock.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, and as soon as he lay back on the bed, he was pulled into a warm embrace.He turned his head to the side, and the other party's cold gray eyes were staring at him, as if he was very unhappy because he was woken up from sleep.

"Potter, do you know how hard you hit?" Draco stretched out his arm, and Harry was a little embarrassed when he saw that it was covered with red marks from himself.

"Uh... Then I let you call back?"

"That's too cheap for you." After Draco finished speaking, he pinched the back of his head and blocked his lips. The other hand took his hand and moved it in a certain direction. After Harry realized his purpose Confused, trying to break free but to no avail.

After a while, the bed curtain was pulled open, and Harry hurriedly put on his slippers and rushed to the toilet to wash his hands.

No one else in the dormitory was up yet, and Harry couldn't sleep after Draco's torment.He returned to bed after washing up, and Draco was sitting shirtless, wand still in hand.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked casually.

"Clean the sheets," Draco said with a smile.

Harry: "..."

He blushed and turned his head away to ignore him, and changed his clothes on his own. Draco squinted his eyes to see that he was fully dressed, and stretched out his hand to straighten his cuffs.

"Aren't you going to get up?" Harry asked strangely.The curtain of the bed next to him was pulled open, and Seamus got out of bed sleepily.

"I don't have class in the morning." Draco shrugged, and he pulled Harry to his side, sat with him in his arms, and kissed his ear.

After his astonishing move last night, Draco's reaction was bigger than his.He almost couldn't wait to carry him back to the Gryffindor Tower and rolled onto Harry's bed. The two hugged and comforted each other, and Harry felt that his lips were going to be worn out.

Although no one really said those words, the relationship seemed to have been confirmed in their hearts.Harry was still a little uneasy, but he was more than content with the situation now.

"I have to go to class." Harry heard Ron packing his schoolbag and had to push Draco away, although he wanted to spend a little more time with him.Draco reached into his pocket and pulled out the Invisibility Cloak, wrapping it around his body.

"Listen to the class carefully, Potter." He leaned over and whispered in his ear, breathing warm breath on his cheek, "Don't look at girls."

He thought for a while, and added: "Boys can't do it either."

Harry turned to stare at him, and left without looking back.

Of course Harry didn't take Draco's words seriously.He hurriedly put on his schoolbag and went downstairs with Ron to meet Hermione, and they went to the auditorium for breakfast together.

Harry had never felt so full inside himself, so full of warm, bright light that it seemed to be overflowing.He thought everyone's faces looked so cute, even the Slytherins and Professor Trelawney who laughed at him looked pleasing to the eye.

He felt really weird - a few months ago he wanted to beat up Draco and was still angry at his rudeness, but now he felt like he was in a daydream or a high fever , The scalding, burning, and overwhelming heat wave engulfed him, and he occasionally woke up but sank deeper.

He fell into it almost impatiently.

"Harry, has anything good happened to you recently?" Ron looked at him curiously, "You've been laughing all day."

"Harry, are you ready for your second project?" Hermione asked.

Harry's smile froze on his face.He suddenly realized that although he already knew what the second project was about, he didn't know how to complete it.How is he supposed to last underwater for a while?

Harry knew that he might have to spend time in the library every day again - but this time he had an extra helper, Ron, and it should be much faster for three people to look up books together than two people.

In the spell class in the afternoon, they learned a spell that is the opposite of the Flying Curse—the Exorcism Curse. Hermione and Ron were practicing the spell while discussing Harry's second project, and Harry was thinking about him going back to the dormitory for a nap at noon A small note on the bed that I saw from time to time.

"I'm going into detention at Professor Snape's office tonight. Come and wait for me."

Draco was fined and confinement by Snape to help him conceal it, and Harry knew he couldn't shirk it, and he didn't want to shirk it.There was even a little secret excitement in his heart.

Apart from the conversation that was still awake in the morning, this was the first time they met in different identities, and Harry's heart beat like a drum just thinking about the beautiful words on the paper.

And Draco was always in a state of impetuosity this day.Everything seemed so unreal, and in the morning he sat on Harry's bed and waited until everyone left, and the closing door was like a bell ringing in his head, waking him up completely.

He finally realized that there was a different relationship between himself and Harry... It was no longer the ambiguous, almost friend-enemy relationship - he really belonged to him, and he could approach him and occupy him as he should , Get rid of those who spy on him, let him brand his mark...

Draco trembled with excitement at the thought.

He lay on Harry's bed for a while longer, smelling the smell of the boy on the pillow and on the quilt, which almost made him obsessed, and he even wanted to do something with his quilt... But when Harry found out, With a shy expression, he seemed to want to do it even more.

In the end Draco calmly helped him fold the quilt and put it back, changed a piece of paper and left a note for Harry.For some reason, he began to look forward to the boring confinement at night.

Both Crabbe and Goyle were surprised to learn that their eldest had been locked up by Snape for the night.Everyone knew that Draco had always been Snape's favorite student, and he would never say a harsh word to him, let alone put him in confinement.When they asked why, Draco just said something casually and refused their request to send him there.

"Is it my illusion...? I think Malfoy seems quite happy?"

"It's probably your illusion, where people are happy in confinement."

Although Snape suspected that it was Draco who broke into his office that day, he couldn't punish him without evidence.Besides, he wasn't too keen on punishing his good student, so after asking Draco a few questions and making him copy a few papers, he let him go.

As soon as Draco walked out of the office, he saw Harry standing furtively in the corner, he seemed to be hesitating whether to come out to say hello.

Draco walked nonchalantly in his direction, looked as though he had seen him, but turned the corner just as Harry was about to come out and walked the other way, his chin raised haughtily.

"Malfoy!" The ignored person couldn't help it, and caught up to him.As soon as he touched his arm, Draco turned sideways and squeezed his face.

"You saw me a long time ago, didn't you?" Harry twisted his arm hard, and the price was being pressed against the wall and kissed hard.

After laying the psychological foundation, Draco became more and more unscrupulous, he could do whatever he wanted, regardless of whether there was anyone passing by.But Harry still cared a lot about it. When he heard the laughter of several students not far away, he quickly shook off his hand, which made the latter a little unhappy.

"Yes, I've seen you a long time ago, and I think your sneaky look is very interesting." After the group of students passed by, Draco forcibly pulled Harry's hand back, clasping his palm and gently stroking his palm.

"...I won't wait for you in the future."

"No. Do you want to wait for someone else instead of me?"

They chatted and walked all the way, Harry didn't pay much attention to the route at first, just followed Draco, then gradually felt something was wrong: "Malfoy, isn't this the way to the Slytherin lounge?" Not the way to the Gryffindor lounge.

"When did I say I was going back to the lounge?" Draco asked back, with an evil smile on his face, "Don't you think you should cherish the time at night?"

Harry: "..."