[HP] End of Death

"Come on, Potter. Let's go together," Draco said.

"Together...? That's against the rules, Malfoy."

"Does it say in the regulations that warriors cannot help each other?" He asked rhetorically, rubbing his nose with an uneasy expression on his face.Harry heard him "tsk", knowing that he remembered the scene of holding him weakly just now, and felt a little embarrassed, so he didn't bother to expose it.

Harry used the pointing spell to find the right direction, and the two walked together along the cold and narrow entrance of the maze.They were not walking fast, and Harry could clearly hear the crunch of their shoes across the grass and the scrape of wizard robes as they walked.He exhaled, the cold was so cold that his throat hurt a little.

They turned around several forks without encountering obstacles, which made Draco feel very incredible: "Potter, I doubt if someone is helping you secretly - I have never been so smooth along the way."

"Probably my luck." Harry also felt that he was too lucky. In this way, he has been getting help not only for the third project, but also for the first two projects... Although he doesn't know if other people are also with him. Same.

While they were talking, there was a sudden movement in front of them, and the two of them immediately turned their heads and quickly took a defensive posture.

With a depressing sound of clicking, the black mist was pushed away layer by layer, and a huge eight-eyed black spider appeared in front of them. Its thick and long spider legs were covered with sharp thorns, shining in the moonlight. With a cold light.

"My God, what kind of monster is Hagrid raising this again?" Draco was dumbfounded, and Harry felt that he might never want to go to the Forbidden Forest after this trip.

"Eight-eyed spiders, Ron and I saw them when we were in the second grade...we were almost eaten by them as dessert." Harry said seriously, he knew he shouldn't laugh at this time, but when he saw Draco Forcibly restraining the expression of fear, he couldn't help it.

But now is indeed not the time to joke, the eight-eyed spider has already rushed towards them, its thick legs are crawling quickly on the ground, like a high-speed excavator.Although its size is extremely large, it is not slow at all when it moves, on the contrary it is quite flexible.

"Dizzy!" Harry yelled, and the red light hit one of the spider's legs. It shuddered, but continued to crawl forward as if unaffected.

They kept backing away, and the stun spell and impediment spell could only stop the eight-eyed spider for a while, but had no more useful effect.

"Fractured!"

"Burning fire!"

The latter spell had some effect. The eight-eyed spider was obviously stimulated by the burning flames on its body, and it danced around in place, opening its mouthpiece and screaming sharply.Harry and Draco didn't dare to relax, they both raised their wands at the same time, pointing at the eight-eyed spider: "Stunned!"

The two beams of light hit the spider's eyes and furry body heavily respectively. Perhaps the double spell produced a superimposed effect. It tossed and fell to the ground with a bang.

The two waited for a while, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after confirming that the spider would not wake up again.

Draco turned his head to look at Harry, took his hand and carefully walked around the hill-like body of the eight-eyed spider.They stepped between its tangled legs, and Harry could see their passing profile reflected in its large, round eyes.

"It's really, really hard for me to understand Hagrid's hobbies." They walked around the corner, and Draco didn't speak until the big spider was out of sight, with a tremor in his voice.

"Actually, you know, he's got all these animals that are kind to him," said Harry slowly, and he couldn't agree with Hagrid's hobbies sometimes - he remembered his second year The experience of being almost eaten by Aragog.

Draco muttered, but Harry didn't catch it.They let go of each other's hands, gripped their wands and moved on.They still didn't encounter any obstacles along the way, and Harry was tense all the time, talking with Draco at random.

They reconfirmed their direction with pointing spells and turned a corner.Harry felt that the thick hedges in front of his eyes had become thinner, and the black mist that had been covering the maze was gradually dissipating.A beam of light came in through the gaps between the branches, and he saw the Triwizard Cup placed on the base a hundred meters away, shining golden, delicate and beautiful.

"Go, Potter," said the boy beside him suddenly, and he gave him a push.

"...what?" Harry looked at him in surprise, "Aren't you coming with me?"

"I'm not going, I don't need it." Draco shrugged with feigned ease, "You know, that little bonus is nothing to me—"

"Then you think I care about the thousand gold Galleons?" Harry interrupted him, "Malfoy, this is a competition! It's come to this point, are you willing to give up the trophy?"

"No, Potter, I know you are more suitable than me - you saved me from Krum, this trophy should be for you." Draco shook his head, he seemed to have made up his mind, and took a step back.

"Malfoy, this is not the time to be modest—let's put it this way...you'll come with me, okay?" Harry took a long breath, reached out to him, looked straight at him, and said softly, his voice slightly A little dumb, "To be honest, I have been with you this school year...you have helped me a lot and brought me a lot, which I never thought of. I...I want to be with you Let’s go, walk this road together, and win the Tri-Strong Cup together.”

He looked at him stubbornly, his hand stretched out there without taking it back.Draco looked at him in silence for a while, then slowly stepped forward step by step, shifted the sweaty wand to his left hand, wiped his sweaty palms on his robes, and took his hand back firmly.

Harry grinned, his appearance was really not tidy at this time, after the battle with the eight-eyed spider, both of them looked dirty, their clothes were stained with mud, and their cuffs were burnt. burn marks.But Draco just felt that his whole body was glowing, like the midnight sun, so he couldn't take his eyes off.

He leaned over lightly, touched his lips, then licked them lightly, and held the back of his head with one hand and kissed it.At this moment, he didn't care whether the audience on the stage could see it or not, he just wanted to kiss him well, kiss this boy who belonged to him, in this empty and silent labyrinth, victory was only one step away from them.

I love you.He said over and over in his heart, I love you, I love you... Potter.

But he didn't know that after tonight, he would regret not saying those words at that time.

After both of them were breathless from the kiss, Draco let go of him, took his hand and walked towards the Triwizard Cup.With his heart stepping up to the clouds step by step, he felt as if he had already stood on the top of the mountain, grasping the whole world.

Draco felt that the road that was not long in the first place seemed even shorter, and he suddenly wanted to go on like this forever, without thinking about anything, without thinking... Just go on like this, until the end.

They stood on both sides of the Triwizard Cup, looked at each other, and each stretched out a hand to hold the handle of the Triwizard Cup, and slowly lifted it up, solemnly like a ceremony.

Before they could say anything, they felt their navels being hooked, and their eyes fell into darkness.