HP Knockdown and Counter Knockdown

During the few tens of seconds that Harry rushed into the room, he almost didn't think about anything, so when he used his wand to force open the door, what he saw was not a dragon, but a cluttered young man standing beside him. When rolling on C, even the savior couldn't calm down.

"Malfoy." Harry opened his mouth, but the surname didn't come out with a roar, but rather weakly.

What responded to him was no longer staring and cursing, but a painful cock.

Harry's palms were sweating from the emotional bullying, and he didn't understand what was going on in his mind, but he still walked towards the other party with both legs.

"what should I do!"

His mind was in a mess, and this time he roared it out.And the person on the bed just threw him a pillow in response.

"Damn it! You have to tell me how to help you!" Harry climbed onto the bed and pressed the other's hands, but it didn't take long for him to realize what a stupid decision this was, because Malfoy, that eye Malfoy, who was above the top, was looking at him with blushing cheeks, and his eyes were blurred like a girl's.

"Get off, Potter..." Malfoy struggled, he wanted to shout, but his limp body made him only show a distorted expression.

Harry let go of Malfoy's hand, it wasn't easy, his heart was swaying between hated Malfoy, his dragon, and this Malfoy who lost his hated powers.

"Hermione, I have to find Hermione," Harry said dryly, and Malfoy responded with another pillow and a pale, thin right hand.

"hiss……"

Harry let out a groan of pain, but soon, shock swept over him.Malfoy's handsome face seemed to be using all the strength left in his body to make a sarcastic expression.

"Help me, just clog me, Potter."

The pure flap ran over Harry's indiscriminately, almost to the skin, and when Malfoy nibbled on Harry's lower lip like a little madman, he finally pushed him away.

Malfoy, who lost his strength, fell into Harry's already tortured clothes like a puddle of mud. He gasped for breath, clenched his thin fingers, and his skin was almost darker than the sheets. pale.

Harry pulled himself away from the bed as if electrocuted, his eyes wide open, not even knowing what to think about first.

He needed to call Hermione, or St. Mungo, anyone, but definitely not here watching Malfoy go mad, especially when blood started to ooze from the corners of Malfoy's mouth.

Blood……

Harry hated this, he'd seen too much, too much!

Frozen, Harry tried to run away, and he almost did, but no, Malfoy's cracking cock escaping from the crotch felt as if his legs were frozen to the floor.

"I hate you, Potter!"

Malfoy roared like a wayward child, his expression was vicious, but soon, there were tears in the corner of his eyes again, which made him look like a helpless child, just Like, my former self.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Harry knew he should have left, who would have believed that Malfoy's deliberate attempt to approach him pretending to be a dragon would be a harmless joke.But he didn't, and Harry hated it, he couldn't keep his cool when Malfoy was in tears.Or, in the face of Malfoy, Harry has never been able to maintain a reasonable mind, even though he knows in his heart that ignoring this bastard is the best way.

"Bastard, Malfoy."

Harry took a deep breath, and pressed Malfoy's fist that was about to wave to his eyes. He knew that Malfoy's eyes would gather sarcasm very quickly, and that small red mouth would spit out countless mean words. sarcasm, so he closed his eyes and kissed Malfoy's lips as fast as he could.

Malfoy was wriggling like a real little snake, and Slytherins were never pure fellows.They know how to best please others, or rather, make it a joy to please others.

Harry was somewhat sad to discover that although Malfoy was a jerk, he clearly couldn't make his body realize it.

Malfoy, who had a slightly hypothermic body temperature, wrapped his hands and feet around Harry's body, his lips parted slightly, a little sexy and intoxicated.

None of them is a girl, so this sex is destined to be a robbery, from body to mind, no one will back down.Even though the person lying under him had a weak body and overly delicate emotions, Malfoy still kept a nasty smile when Harry entered him, as if Harry was a fool.

"Stop smiling, Malfoy."

"No, Potter, never," Malfoy croaked defiantly, and Harry made him moan more.

Time seemed to move on endlessly, as if he was doing it for some purpose.

When Harry woke up from his fatigue, what awaited him was chaos and a faint melancholy.

His dragon was gone, this time for real, completely gone.When he came, it was like a thief had robbed his refrigerator.When he left, he was even more hateful, taking away more important things, with that smug smile.

Hermione noticed that Harry had changed, and the change wasn't bad, it was just that there was almost no reason for it.When she asked, her good friend, the new Minister of Magic, just shrugged and smiled slightly.

Those rainy nights, those gentle touches in those memories are real, even if no one knows.

Harry had discovered long ago that he always seemed to be the one left behind.It's not that it's malicious, on the contrary, because of his aura, almost everyone is willing to sacrifice themselves to protect him, but, no matter whether it is intentional or not, in the end, he is indeed always left alone.

"I should get used to it, shouldn't I?" Harry said to himself a month after the dragon left.Then, the savior of the wizarding world walked out of the house, and when the key closed the door, the young man smiled.

Keep yourself busy.The first month, Harry told himself.

Do something useful.This is the second month.

Just live like everyone else.This is the third month.

……

Time was still moving slowly, and two years later, Harry became a not-so-ordinary ordinary person just as he expected.

He started to have some new friends, some brothers who could go through life and death, and two girlfriends he had dated.

"You're an interesting man, Harry." That's what a friend said.

"Boss, I hope you buy us a beer next time you come back, just pay the bill." The teammate made a face at Harry, and Harry ruffled the kid's hair.

"Harry, you're a nice guy, funny, thoughtful and serious, I just think maybe you don't love me enough."

Both of his girlfriends used this reason to break up with him peacefully. Harry had been puzzled, but Hermione just rolled her eyes at him and said nothing.Over time, Harry didn't bother with such things anymore, after all, being in love was never what he cared most about.

"You should go to Romania, Harry, you like them so much." Neville said honestly after taking a sip of wine, and Harry's heart suddenly moved.

The savior is often a little frizzy and impulsive, so when he proposed to take a long vacation, the people above didn't make it too difficult for him.

Harry was past the age of being shamed by the title, and he just smiled coyly before heading off to Romania on a long, easy vacation.

Romania is very good, not only the scenery, Harry was dazzled by all kinds of dragons, but in half a month, when he was videoing with Hermione, the girl who always showed her front teeth when she smiled said that he looked like It's half Romanian.

"I want to stay another month, Hermione."

The person opposite nodded, like a doting mother, and Harry, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When he was about to turn off the video, Hermione stopped him.

"Go here and have a look, I think you'll like it."

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Ending tomorrow! =v=

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