[HP] Dearest Enemy

It was still dark when Harry woke up, the curtains were drawn tightly, and the room was pitch black.He blinked to wake himself up, and habitually reached out to touch the glasses on the bedside table, but found nothing.Harry frowned, propped himself up slightly and sat up, only then did he realize that there was a person beside him, and he couldn't help but startled.

It was Tom, still wearing the shirt from yesterday's dinner, snuggling quietly beside Harry's bed, his black hair somewhat disheveled, his breathing steady and even, apparently still in deep sleep.The boy's long eyelashes covered his tightly closed eyelids, and Harry stared blankly at his godson for a moment before recalling what had happened the day before.

He received the news of Alex's death, and then... seemed to cry a lot.Harry remembered all the details of what happened last night, and couldn't help clutching his chest.The fact that Alex was dead was starting to gnaw at his guts again, bit by bit, and the pain of losing a friend was clearer than ever.Harry covered his face and slowly leaned over, letting out a low sob.

Tom was awakened by his own dream.He suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, and then saw a pair of deep green eyes in the darkness.

The black-eyed boy was in a daze for a while, but soon remembered why he fell asleep beside Harry's bed.

"Sorry, I fell asleep." Tom rubbed his eyes, "I wanted to leave after you settled down, but I was always worried, so..." His voice dropped.

The man with green eyes frowned slightly: "Did something happen to me yesterday?"

"You got tired of crying and then fell asleep," Tom explained vaguely. "I heard you yelling just as I was getting ready for bed. You've been having nightmares and struggling so much that I screamed whatever I wanted Don't wake up." The black-eyed boy looked at the man beside him, "You didn't calm down until the middle of the night."

nightmare?Harry looked at him. He had no memory of the dream at all, but Tom didn't look like he was lying.

"Did I say anything in my dream?" Harry asked.

Tom paused, his voice a little rough: "You're calling a man named Sirius, and Alex. You don't want them to go forward."

His heart was pinched into a ball, Harry's lips began to tremble, and he turned his face away.

"Harry." Tom grabbed the man's hand tightly clutching the bed sheet, "Who is Sirius?"

Harry was silent.Tom waited for an explanation, but Harry didn't, and finally Tom dropped his eyes.

"I'll take a bath and I'll bring breakfast," said Tom. "If you're still sleepy, sleep a little longer."

Harry nodded to show that he heard.The black-eyed boy frowned displeasedly, turned around and walked out of the room quickly.

The door closed, and the dark room became quiet again.The green-eyed man slowly wiped his face and let out a long sigh.

The black-eyed boy turned on the faucet, and crystal clear and warm water sprayed out from the nozzle immediately.The water slid along the young man's neat hair and neck, and then fell on the ground along the muscular shoulders and slightly arched back, forming thin streams of water.Tom propped his hands on the tiled wall and lowered his head, feeling less uncomfortable, but still unhappy.

Harry's nearly frenzied struggle and screaming had nearly terrified him last night.Tom guessed that the curse was the reason for Harry's reaction, but there was so little information from Alex that he couldn't be sure.In fact, Harry heard more than these two names in his hoarse shouts, but Sirius and Alex undoubtedly appeared the most frequently.Harry never mentioned the former, and Dumbledore himself informed them of the latter's death.

What was Harry's life like before he met himself?How did that green-eyed man spend his youth?More than once Tom asked curiously, but the man never answered or brought it up.That Sirius was undoubtedly dead, so why did he die?Is it war, or something else?Was that person's death related to him?Tom shook his head. The thought he had just thought made him feel very unhappy from the bottom of his heart.

No, that's not what you're thinking about now.Dumbledore's letter clearly stated that Alex went directly to Munich with the object that cursed Harry, and the lifting of the curse must be related to that object, and that object had been with Alex Burned by that black wizard.Tom didn't doubt how long Matthias could escape under Dumbledore's instructions and the Aurors' pursuit, but he lost all the information about the curse, which he regretted more than Alex's death.

It seems that the trip in Germany will continue.

Harry seemed calm but clearly absent-minded as he ate his breakfast, taking only a few mouthfuls before putting it down.Tom did not persuade him to eat more, but quickly swept away his own breakfast, and then asked the hotel waiter to take out the plate.

"Harry, you should remember the old house that Alex was talking about," Tom said. "I think we should go and see there. There may be a way to lift the curse there."

It took a moment for the green-eyed man to realize Tom was talking to him.

"Sorry, what did you just say?" Harry asked, his voice erratic.

Tom watched him for a few seconds, then shook his head.

"No, I didn't say anything. Go out for a walk?"

Munich is a beautiful city, but because of Germany's defeat, the whole city is filled with an atmosphere of uneasiness.

Two dark-haired wizards were walking down the street in Muggle clothes.Harry didn't pay attention to which direction he was walking, but subconsciously walked around the city following the boy who was slightly taller than him.During those three years, he had been to this city two or three times, and he never felt that this city was as gloomy as it is now.It's as if the whole city is covered with a gray veil, which looks unreal and unreal.Harry felt as if he was in someone's memory, everything seemed familiar and strange.He has spent nearly [-] years in this era and has integrated into this era, but the person who gave him a sense of intimacy and a sense of belonging to this era is no longer there.

Dead, gone, never to be seen again.

Harry had seen many people die, and those lives that were originally fresh disappeared one by one before his eyes, as if they were too insignificant to be mentioned.He thought he would no longer feel sad and hopeless about death, but he didn't.Harry tried not to imagine the scene when Alex was killed, but there was always a picture of the gray-eyed young man surrounded by several dark wizards.The injured Alex was hit by several spells at the same time, and the ominous light from the wand illuminated the dark forest.

Tom put his arm around Harry's shoulders.It didn't seem like a good idea to take him out to relax. The green-eyed man always had a sad expression on his face, and it seemed that tears would fall at any time.He didn't refuse Tom's too close physical contact with him, but it seemed that he just didn't refuse.The black-eyed boy looked at his godfather helplessly and distressedly. He didn't like to take care of anyone, and he had never taken care of anyone with his heart, but at this time, he had to be Harry to rely on.

He will try his best to help him share his sorrow.

Three days later Harry finally came out of his grief.Tom duly offered to go and see the old house where he was cursed, and Harry didn't object.Although Alex took the key item to lift the curse, there may be other clues about the curse in that house.

Unfortunately, the two spent a week checking the house full of all kinds of black magic from inside to outside, and found no traces related to the curse.There were obvious traces of Alex's presence in the house, not only the item that might make Harry cursed, but also other magic-related things in the house were taken away by Alex.

Harry was very disappointed, so Tom arranged for him to temporarily live in a local farmer's house, and then make plans.

"Why did you come to such a place then?" asked Tom.

"Refuge." Harry replied in a low voice, "I was hunted down by a dark wizard for two days, and finally discovered the magic fluctuations in this house by accident. I have the ability to modify the protection magic of this house, so I hid here For three days, they did not leave until they had searched the entire village."

"This house is obviously a wizard's residence, won't they check it?"

Harry shook his head: "They didn't come close to this house. I checked it when I was evacuating. It seems that it has been abandoned for a long time. There is no sign of anyone living in the house."

Tom agreed with Harry that the house looked as if it had been vacant for decades.

"Do you want to go back?" Tom asked.

Harry frowned and didn't answer, his eyes still floating at a certain point in the void.

"I know you want to avenge Alex," said Tom after a moment's pause, "but Harry—"

"Yes, I know." Harry replied in a deep voice, suddenly seeming to lose his strength, "Matthias was just arrested yesterday, I read the newspaper."

"We can look for a way to lift the curse." Tom changed the subject, "I haven't seen this curse on the island of Great Britain, but we should be able to find it here."

"Okay," Harry replied, and then didn't say another word.

After that day, Harry was depressed again.

Tom began to feel that staying in Europe with Harry was not the right decision.Everything was being rebuilt after the war, both the Muggle and wizarding worlds, which somehow prevented them from finding the source of the curse, which Harry had always shown little interest in.He wasn't really interested in anything, and even Quidditch only made him smile a bit.

Harry became withdrawn.He was guilty, and Harry always believed that he had killed Alex.Tom told him this was not the case countless times, but the green-eyed man ignored it.In order to make Harry happy, Tom tried various methods, but his efforts were like stones thrown into the water. At the beginning, he could make Harry show a little happy or surprised expression, but those expressions looked It also seemed to be for him to see, and soon disappeared.Many times Harry didn't respond when Tom called him, and had to be loud or touched to get his attention.Although he was still by Harry's side, Tom felt that the distance between himself and him was getting further and further away.

With Alex's death, Harry inadvertently created a barrier between the two that Tom couldn't cross.Tom was very annoyed by this separation.They temporarily lived in a small town, and Harry didn't show any objection, which made Tom angry and helpless.He had been making up his mind all this time, and Harry never expressed any objection or support to his proposal, he would just nod and say yes.He talked less and less to Tom, and often ignored Tom's existence, even when he was by his side.

In just two short months, Tom felt his patience was exhausted.

The weather is slowly turning cold.After dinner, Harry stood in front of the window and wandered, while Tom read a book slowly.His gaze unconsciously shifted from the book to the man not far away.Tom watched him intently for a moment, then closed the book and came over to him.

"Harry, would you like a cup of tea?" Tom asked.

Harry didn't answer, just stared blankly at the clouds in the sky that were gilded by the setting sun.

"It was my fault," Harry whispered, "It was me..."

Tom frowned involuntarily, and his anger rose faintly from the bottom of his heart.

"You can't keep thinking that Alex's death wasn't your fault." Tom grabbed his wrist. "You can't be sad for his death for the rest of your life."

"Stop it." Harry looked away, "You don't understand—"

"Yes, I don't understand anything!" Tom forced Harry to turn his face angrily. "It's been like this every day since you got the news, it's been two whole months! You think he would like to see you like this?" Second look?"

Harry let go of Tom's hand and turned to move away from him, but Tom turned his face towards him.

"Look at me, Harry. He's not the only one, you have me! It's been two months and you haven't had a good look at me, don't do this to me, it's not fair!"

Harry looked at the boy's face, then turned away again.

Tom frowned.

"At Christmas, Alex told me he was going to take you away from me." The dark-eyed young man said suddenly, "He likes you, you know that?"

Harry moved his lips and nodded slowly.

Tom was suddenly furious.

"Harry!"

"But he's dead," said Harry calmly. "Dead, gone, never to be seen again, and you think this is the perfect opportunity to get close to me, I understand, I acquiesce, what more do you want?"

Harry pushed Tom's hand away and walked towards his bedroom, but he grabbed his wrist and dragged him back, and he fell heavily on the sofa.

"What are you doing..."

Harry's exasperated question choked in his throat.Tom bit it without warning, and his nimble tongue rolled straight into Harry's mouth as if it had been premeditated.The teeth made a slight clicking sound as they collided.Harry tried to push him, but Tom clamped his legs tightly while grabbing his wrists.

The taste of rust spreads in the mouth.Tom's movements were too hasty, and his lips scraped against Harry's teeth, but this did not prevent him from sucking and teasing Harry's mouth recklessly.After understanding the situation, the green-eyed man began to struggle, trying to gain control of his body, but the black-eyed young man held him tightly, and at the same time took his breath arbitrarily.

The feeling of suffocation was getting stronger and stronger, and Tom seemed determined to kiss him until he gave in.When those bloody lips finally left him, Harry gasped for air like a drowning man, and at the same time felt Tom hugged him around the waist.

"Let me go!" Harry protested hoarsely, with Tom's hand still gripping his wrist, "Don't touch me!"

Without saying a word, Tom half-dragged and half-hugged Harry into the next bedroom.

"Tom!" Harry panted and tried to break free from Tom's arms, but Tom's strength was astonishing, and Harry was restrained by him and fell on the bed, with his wrists folded and raised above his head.Tom raised his hand and summoned a silver rope from the air, binding his hands together neatly.

"Besides this, I can't think of any other way to get you to pay attention to me a little bit." Tom said bitterly, the fire in his eyes was boiling, "Do you think I think Alex is damned? I hate him , but I never wanted him to die! He died and you were sad, you were sad, and do you think I've been celebrating his death?"

Tom impatiently unbuttoned Harry's shirt, exposing his white chest to the air, and Harry stared at him.

"Let me go!" Harry struggled, but Tom's lips were already on his collarbone.The shudder like electric shock spread from the place where he was touched to his whole body, making him tremble.Tom's palm touched the smooth skin of Harry's chest, leaving the illusion of being burned where he touched it.Harry put his hand down to push the wanton head from his neck, but Tom pushed his hand back against his back and tied the end of the rope to the railing at the head of the bed.

"You can't do this! Damn it!" Harry yelled as he struggled, but his legs were pinned down by Tom's and he couldn't move.Tom ignored his protest and sucked on the bump of his chest.Sensitive points were teased, and his body couldn't help trembling again. Harry held his breath, gritted his teeth and turned his head away.

The glasses came off, and Tom quickly found them and threw them beside the bed.Tom kissed Harry's body as he undressed him.The panties were ripped off by Tom along with the trousers, and Harry suddenly became frightened and writhed desperately.

"It's better not to move around, it will only increase your pain." Tom said coldly, holding Harry's clone.

Harry was so angry that he finally couldn't help yelling.But Tom silenced him with a silent spell, and then put his lips to his flat stomach, fingering his cock and scrotum, and then digging into the deepest gap between his legs.

The body gradually heated up, and the avatar slowly responded under Tom's persistent manipulation.Harry gasped silently with his mouth wide open, his resistance and avoidance seemed weak and pointless.The earlobe was caught in Tom's mouth, and the strong sense of humiliation made Harry close his eyes and bury his head in the sheet on one side.

"Look at me!" Tom roared angrily.

His face was forcibly turned, Harry closed his eyes stubbornly not to look at him, his lips were tightly drawn into a line.Tom's lips fell on his eyelids, and the cool touch of the tip of his tongue made Harry shiver uncontrollably.

"Open your eyes!" The young man with black eyes ordered coldly, Harry turned his face away again, still not looking at him.

The hand holding his clone was released, his body was lifted up suddenly, and his legs were widely separated.Harry's eyes widened in shock, struggling to break free from Tom's grip.Tom threw another spell over, and Harry immediately found that he had no strength left to fight back.He opened his eyes angrily, but without his strength and glasses, he could only stare at the blurry ceiling, letting Tom do whatever he wanted with him.

His heart seemed to be severely torn in two, mixed with humiliation and sorrow, making him wish he could die immediately.

However, pain replaced thinking, the passage that had not been lubricated and fully relaxed was forcibly opened by the fiery and hard clone of the other party, and the most secret part of the body seemed to be torn apart.The pupils of the green eyes suddenly tightened, and the body tensed up instantly. Harry opened his mouth wide and let out a silent scream.The internal organs are squeezed and stirred, and each twitch will bring overwhelming pain, and the tense muscles will only make the part that is abusing itself go deeper in the next penetration.

It's going to break, Harry thought vaguely, he could feel the other's shape through the squeeze of the inner wall, because the blood from the ruptured mucous membrane made it easier for the youth pressing on him to enter him every time than before.With the lubrication of blood, the pain was slightly relieved, but the physical tears still rolled down his cheeks and onto the bed sheet.Harry heard Tom panting heavily in his ear, his lips and tongue moving and biting his cheeks and neck, as if determined to leave an indelible mark on his body.Compared with the pain in his heart, the pain in his body seemed nothing, but Tom seemed to not want to let go of any chance to embarrass him, and almost savagely held Harry's clone again.

The pleasure gradually rose under Tom's caress, and Harry began to feel sorry for his body. He hated the faithful response of his body more than he did now.Under the young man's ruthless ravages and caresses, he couldn't suppress the pleasure from the deepest part of his body. Harry opened his mouth wide to breathe, and his body temperature rose little by little.The pain intensified the pleasure, Tom found his sensitive point, and attacked that secret part wave after wave like a storm.

"Harry, you look so alluring now." The demonic seductive voice whispered in the green-eyed man's ear, his face turned sideways was forced to face forward, and the all-grabbing kiss took his breath away .The uncontrolled body doesn't even have the strength to avoid it, so it can only be trampled and trampled by others.

"You don't know how much I long for you." The dark-eyed demon gasped and whispered between kisses, "Longing to hug your body, kiss, touch your skin. You promised to live with me, but you can't see Don't look at me!"

Liquid slid into the corner of his rust-smelling lips, and Harry tasted the drop on the tip of his tongue.Salty and astringent, but without a trace of blood.

Harry closed his eyes tightly.

The body is always more honest than the feelings, even under such a brutal impact, the pleasure is constantly rising.The cloudy liquid spewed out at the last moment, and Harry's body tensed suddenly at the moment of ejaculation, and then collapsed as if he had lost the support of his bones.The person pressing on him accelerated the pumping speed, and finally released his desire in his body.The violation and insult finally stopped. The green-eyed man did not look at the man who was panting on his chest, but quietly stared at the unclear ceiling.

"You are crying." Tom's voice was a little hoarse, and a piece of skin was torn on his well-shaped lips, which were as red as if they had sucked blood.Tom slowly raised his body and kissed away the tears from the corners of Harry's eyes, but those green eyes had lost their usual expression, empty and quiet, as if they were looking at something, but at the same time they seemed to be seeing nothing.

"Harry?" Tom called his name in a panic, but the man didn't respond.

"No, don't do this, Harry, Harry, look at me!" Tom turned his face to face himself nervously, and suddenly realized that Harry was bewitched by himself and couldn't move. his rope, but Harry still didn't respond.

"Harry, Harry!" Tom patted his cheek eagerly, his green eyes rolled twice, and finally refocused.

"Is it over?" Harry asked in a hoarse voice, the barely audible voice sounded like it would break at any moment, "I want to take a bath."

He pushed Tom weakly away and tried to get up, but wobbled twice and fell back.Tom picked him up hastily and stumbled towards the bathroom.

Harry let him half drag and half hug himself into the bathtub, the dull pain in his lower body made him frown involuntarily, everything in front of him was shaking vaguely, his stomach was rolling, and he wanted to vomit...

Tom turned on the shower and adjusted the water temperature to help him wash his body, crying all the time.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Tom kept apologizing to him, and the sweat-soaked clothes were splashed again, but the boy didn't notice it at all.

Harry watched him calmly, his bloodstained lips were saying something, but he couldn't hear it at all, and didn't want to know.There was neither sadness nor anger in those green eyes, just a dead silence that made Tom's heart shudder.

The author has something to say:

Well, my hometown magically pulled the network cable, so I can continue to update in August, la la la la~ There are more things at home, so the daily update will still not resume until September, and the update time may not be guaranteed. .In short, as long as I can update it, I will post the article, please rest assured ~ say something off topic.Today is Taozi's birthday, so here is a happy birthday to Aaron's mother from Happy Little Theater.

(In Grindelwald's back garden, Lao Deng and Lao Ge stand on one side holding sticks, Harry, Tom and passers-by A, B, C, D are watching)

Harry: The peak duel, once in a century!

Tom (secretly proud): Master, my RP is good, I can catch up no matter what, hahaha Alex: Harry, do you want an apple?

(Harry & Tom startled)

Tom (displeased): Where did you come from?

Alex (smiling without saying a word, putting his arm on Harry's shoulder): I don't eat apples, but melon seeds?

(Alex took out apples, melon seeds, lollipops, hazelnuts, piles of cockroaches, etc. from his pocket and put them under Harry's nose)

Harry (helplessly): Aaron, I don't eat these...

Grindelwald: Cough cough.Then who, you boy, be safe, is fighting a duel.

Dumbledore: Ah, the heap of cockroaches, my favourite! (takes the crawling colored candy from Alex)

Grindelwald: Albus, can you restrain yourself?It's rare for me to wear a robe that looks like a military uniform to fight you today.

Dumbledore (bringing the heap of cockroaches to Grindelwald with a smile): Try it, dear Gellert.

Grindelwald (staring at the sugar bowl with livid face): Hey!

Harry (looking at Alex suspiciously): Aren't you still on the way?

Alex: Well, the situation is special. (Turning to Tom) I say, brat, how did you come here?

Tom (snorting): None of your business!

Harry (reluctantly): Tom, stop swearing.

Tom (angry): Harry, you're biased!

Harry: Uh...

(Alex laughs silently)

Passerby A, B, C, D: Hey, are you still fighting?

Dumbledore (putting down the sugar bowl under Grindelwald's nose with a little disappointment): Well, well, it's not too late to eat after the fight.

Grindelwald (relieved, adjusts collar): Albus's bad taste is really... I'm almost gone.

(The two raise their wands again, and begin - poking at each other)

Dumbledore: I poke, I poke, I poke!

Grindelwald: I hide, I hide again, I keep hiding!

Tom:  …

Harry: ...

Alex (smiling): Harry, have some peanuts, it's so boring.

Dumbledore (smiling): Gellert, don't hide, let me poke you if you dare.

Grindelwald (angry): You have no guts!Can you please stop staring at my rib poke?

Dumbledore: All right. (Changes direction, pokes Grindelwald in the chest)

Grindelwald: It's over... I lost...

Harry (black line): This... This is different from what is written in the book!

Tom (suddenly realizes): I see! ! !

Alex: Well, Harry, don't worry about it, it's a side story anyway.

Passerby A, B, B, D (Khan): Is it okay to do nonsense outside the fan?

Mouxuan (with confidence): Nonsense!

Alex (squinting): Yo?When did you come, stepmother?

Mouxuan (wiping sweat, stepping back): I couldn’t hold back just now...

Alex (looks in his pocket for a while, takes out a fork): Well, this should be enough.

Mouxuan: What are you, you, you, what are you doing?

Alex (holding up a fork and smiling): Stepmother, they had a lot of fun just now, so I poked it too.

Mouxuan: Ah! ! !No, Tao Zi, help me...

Taozi (fuguelike): What are you talking about?It was so windy that I didn't hear it.

Harry: ...what's the matter?

TOM (shrugs): Who knows.

Dumbledore (holding the pile of cockroaches cheerfully): Come, come, Gellert, come and eat candy.

Grindelwald (pushing the bowl): Damn it, I won't do it!

Taozi (touching fork): Xuaner, is this the little theater you gave me?

Mouxuan: Well, my mother called me home for dinner, let's go first... (run away)

Cough cough, the small theater is purely for entertainment~ A single thunder is not as good as a crowd.Dear Taozi, did you get hit by thunder? (*^＿＿^*)