HP Knockdown and Counter Knockdown

It had been a week since reading Hermione's Notes to Malfoy, and Ron had repeatedly lamented that it was a miracle they hadn't even killed each other.

Harry propped his cheek with his right hand, and just curled his lips when he heard this, he thought, but Malfoy seemed to have changed his strategy, protesting something in an almost silent way.When he was free, this guy still sat on the reef as usual, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was a mermaid.

"Harry, can you get me some Malfoy's scales?" Seamus sat down on the stool next to Harry and blinked.

"What do you want that for?"

"Don't you know? Harry, please, Malfoy is very popular now, even I am attracted." Seamus poked Harry's arm with a smile on his face. Discuss the Malfoy mermaid, scream from time to time, and even have mermaid peripheral products.

"It's just a mermaid." Harry lowered his eyes and left the long table.

"What's wrong with him? Malfoy messing with him again?" the sandy-haired boy blinked and asked Dean, who was eating meatloaf, in his distinctive accent, who shrugged.

Harry took the book and was going to class, passing the Black Lake on the way, but Malfoy didn't show up, maybe he went to play with the octopus at the bottom of the lake.That guy seems to be well adjusted, look, the young master of the Malfoy family is happily playing bubble games with the big octopus, how stupid, Harry thought sullenly.

In the afternoon, it was still their agreed time.Malfoy swam over, still expressionless.Harry couldn't help tugging at the other's hair, which was now very long, covering Malfoy's beautiful neck.

"Get your dirty hands off, Potter." Malfoy narrowed his eyes, and flicked his tail vigorously, splashing the lake water all over Harry's face.

"Malfoy, we need to talk." Harry cleared his throat, who looked at him disdainfully.

"And you? No, Potter, you should be thankful I don't have a wand now, or I'd turn you into a fat fish."

"Can't you just treat me like a normal person every once in a while instead of this nasty attitude?"

Malfoy rolled his eyes, "Unless time is reversed."

Harry thought for a while, and asked in a tone of disbelief, "Do you have to look like a sissy? Just because of that?"

"Potter! You damn never know how important that is to a Malfoy!" Malfoy roared, and without looking back, he dived into the bottom of the lake and left, not even completing today's progress.

Draco dived into the bottom of the lake, wrapped himself in warm water plants, and the mermaids in the past wanted to strike up a conversation, but they were blocked by magic and could not approach.

"Potter's an idiot," Draco muttered, a little on the verge of crying, he hated the damn tail, which was still stunningly beautiful, but he missed his legs.He hated being in the Black Lake, and he wasn't really a fish.Most of all he hated Potter, and it was Merlin's damned fate that he always had this sort of relationship with Potter.When Draco curses the world, he usually doesn't realize that a lot of the time it's his own initiative.

"Daddy..." Draco rolled around in the weeds, completely ignoring the screams of the little creatures.

"I'm going to kill Potter." Draco muttered again. He hasn't written to Lucius and the others recently. He just asked the godfather to bring a message saying that he has to help the other party finish making some potions, so there is no time.

See, Draco was always going to have bad luck whenever he got involved with Potter.If it wasn't for that damned mermaid flirting with Potter all the time, how could Draco curse him, causing himself to be in such a bad state

In short, everything was Potter's fault.Draco buried his head in his arms and thought that the young master of the Malfoy family would never make a mistake.

In the Gryffindor lounge, Hermione raised her eyes from the thick book and saw a somewhat disappointed Harry floating in.

"You're in confinement, Harry?" Ron asked first, as long as it wasn't for homework and study, Ron's reaction speed was comparable to that of a wolfhound.Hermione looked at each other with the look that you are an idiot. She turned her head to look at Harry, tapped the quill and said, "It's because of Malfoy."

"Is that ferret bothering you again?" Ron's eyes widened.

"Shut up, Ron." Hermione glared at him. "You still have three inches of parchment for your Herbology homework."

Ron flinched, and gave Harry a "I can't help you brother" look, and the latter waved his hand to indicate that it's okay.

"It's nothing, Hermione, it's nothing." Harry muttered, Hermione opened her mouth, and finally chose to forget it, maybe she didn't need to worry about it at all.

It was night, in the Gryffindor lounge, the black-haired boy tossed and turned, unable to sleep, lying straight on the bed and staring at the top of the curtain.At one o'clock in the morning, Harry scratched his hair and decided to end the irritating situation.

Wandering around late at night wearing an invisibility cloak seemed to be Harry's problem, but usually no more than twelve o'clock.The moon was no different, but the overly silent atmosphere made Harry swallow involuntarily.

Black Lake, the lake water is gently swaying like a gentle sea tide, bringing some fine sand at the bottom of the lake.Standing on the shore, Harry was suddenly at a loss as he held his wand. Through the thin invisibility cloak, he saw that Malfoy was not sleeping, lying quietly on the rocks, his tail gliding gently on the water, his whole body seemed to be covered in Like the moonlight, not to mention the crimson eyes of the other party.

Malfoy was crying.This realization made Harry feel his heart tighten, and he took a step forward involuntarily. The cool damp made him shiver, and his mind cleared up, and this small movement seemed to startle the other party. Gray eyes looked straight in Harry's direction.

"come out!"

After becoming a mermaid, Draco's hearing has been greatly improved, which is also a good aspect. At least when some species with malicious intentions want to approach him approach him, he can have enough time to leave .

"It's me." With an awkward voice, Draco's eyes widened because Potter's figure quickly appeared in the air.

"What are you doing here?" Draco asked dryly, and then quickly remembered what he was doing just now and roared angrily: "What the hell are you doing here at night?"

"It's just that I can't sleep." Harry choked out the words, and the mermaid had scratched a small piece of the rock, which was enough to see his anger.

"What a good excuse, Potter! Damn it, I didn't know the Savior had such a penchant for voyeurism!"

"What kind of peeping in public?" Harry couldn't help muttering, annoying Draco again.

"Potter, you bastard!" Draco almost cried out of anger, no one could see him cry, and no one dared to refute Draco when he lost his temper. The spoiled little prince almost wanted to use The magic wand turns the opponent into a frog that cannot speak, and it also needs to hold the opponent's frog legs to do stretching exercises.

"Hey, my fault, please keep your voice down, please? I'll be in trouble if I'm found out." Harry said eagerly, he didn't plan to spend the rest of his time in Filch's office or with Snape who pretended to be a toad Slime spent in a tong pan.

"That's none of my business." Hearing about Potter's possible tragic fate, Draco didn't want to cry at all, and almost laughed.Seeing Potter being tortured, Draco would kindly add another firewood and clap and laugh.

"I knew it, you heartless little bastard." Harry said angrily, the words were a little ambiguous, as slow as Draco had noticed, and the air quickly became quiet.

Draco cleared his throat and was about to say something but was interrupted by the other party.

"I'll go over now, and I'll be found if I shout across the lake." Saying so, Harry took off his robe and jacket, put on only a pair of pajama pants, and went into the water.

Draco kept his mouth shut, not sarcastic about the taste in the pajama pants.Red ones with golden snitches on them.

Harry quickly swam to the reef, he wiped his face, his wet bangs stuck to his scalp, and he pushed them back with both hands, revealing the lightning scar on his face, while the blond boy looked at this with some fascination scar.

"This looks very..." Draco couldn't help but start to say, but before he finished speaking, he realized what he was doing stupidly, and he closed his mouth and stared at him.

"You can touch it." Harry said calmly, looking into the other's eyes.

"I don't..."

"You can." Harry interrupted softly, two little Dracos in those emerald green eyes.

There was silence, the time seemed to be stretched a lot, but it was only a few seconds but it seemed like a century had passed. In the end, the blond boy stretched out his hand, trembling slightly, and stroked the scar.There was still the touch of the other's eyelashes under the palm, because Potter closed his eyes, soft and harmless.

Draco withdrew his hand, his lips were tightly pressed, his eyelashes were trembling, and his heart was beating wildly, as if he had stolen his father's robe when he was a child, excited and scared.

"Do you know what that means?"

Draco clenched his fingers, he wanted to say he didn't know, or taunt him in a worse tone, but in the end he couldn't say anything, just bit his lower lip.

"I think I like you."

With a calm tone, Draco's eyes widened, and he wanted to back away in some horror. Merlin, who can tell him if Potter is under the love spell, or how could this idiot say such things to himself.

Seeing the slightly frightened look in Draco's eyes, Harry tried his best to ignore the hurt feeling in his heart, shrugged his shoulders and said, "So, what about you?" As soon as he finished speaking, his cheeks ached.

"Does it hurt? Potter, you look very sick." Draco happily used physical therapy to verify whether Potter was sleepwalking.

"Of course it hurts!" Harry wailed, covering his face.

"I'm helping you, Potter." Draco pouted and folded his arms to pretend to be calm, but his trembling eyelashes still revealed his uneasiness.

"Enough, you're the idiot." Harry cursed under his breath, and by the time Draco realized he was already in the water, in someone's arms to be precise, under the moonlight, Draco One thing has been verified, that is, what Pansy said is right, Potter has thick and curly eyelashes like a girl, but there is one thing that Pansy said is wrong, that is, Potter's kiss is not rude.

"So, what's the answer?"

Draco looked around, but didn't look at Potter, "What answer?"

"Let go if you don't like me." Harry pointed to the hands of one of the mermaids still around his neck.

"Why is it up to you to decide!" Draco glared at the other party, his arms tightened.

"Then, do it again?" As soon as the words fell, a certain mermaid had already kissed her, and Malfoy wouldn't be the one who was unresponsive, hmph!

END

The author has something to say:

This story is over =v=

I wanted to abuse Harry at first, but later I thought it was still sweet.

The next story is tentatively set as Draco's thoughts. Draco's pet plush toy dragon is missing.

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