HP leap time

On a night in late autumn, the cool wind blows the scorched leaves from the west to the east, and the cool and soft moonlight shines through a heavy cloud that just slipped by, and gradually the whole world is illuminated by hazy silver. Come.

The night is always so mysterious, when the candles hidden in the castle are extinguished, and when the crouching dragon closes its golden pupils, then the world is full of wind.

The wind mocked wantonly on the window, whirring the flags of different colors, rolled up the dark yellow ginkgo leaves on the ground to tease the red-billed swans hidden in the reeds...

The white shadow was hidden in the darkness and became one with the wind. It swirled upwards, and then fell into the wind like a leaf, swinging its wings and forming a cross in the air.

Under the moonlight, the Black Lake is as clear as a huge Pensieve, and the starry sky is faintly reflected in the water, as if another upside-down world is hidden inside.The wind roared and brought white shadows across, bringing up silver water like a gap in a valley, sinking another world into darkness.

Open the sparkling curtain.

Several black birds fluttered and flew over the treetops.Shiro Shadow bumped and smashed the tangled branches and fell to the ground and disappeared.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

The pale blond boy slid from the tree to the ground, crushing a pile of rotten leaves with a plop.

"Fuck, fuck..." Draco couldn't help but swear, and Draco felt like his waist was about to break.

"Why don't you die, Malfoy." The black-haired boy leaned out from behind the tree rubbing his neck with his head covered in leaves. "I said that I am not going to land here, even if the flight is low, why do you want to let go?!"

"You said that!?" Draco widened his eyes, as if he had heard something incredible. "Like this?"

He started fucking imitating it. "Cuckoo cluck cluck... stop kidding, Potter."

"Oh, shut up! You bloody fool." Harry leaned against a tree not far away with sore body and moaned, rubbing his neck. "And please don't pinch the feathers in the future, thank you."

"Is the little fur on your neck called a feather if you can't even scratch it?" Draco relaxed a little, he stood up with difficulty and approached Harry. "I suggest you bring a collar, preferably the one with a chain, to match your flying skills."

"Do you think my skills are poor? Draco." Harry glared at him. "I see you are quite addicted when you play."

Draco gave him a weird look and walked up to him, then lowered his head to meet his gaze, his pale blond hair was scattered over his face, which made his face even sharper.

"Do you have to be so erotic?"

Harry grabbed a handful of dirty leaves and tossed them into his robes under the other's horrified eyes.

Fireflies are flickering and moving secretly in the gaps between leaves. The yellow light sweeps across every leaf it passes, and will carefully and clearly describe every delicate texture.The air is full of fresh soil and the raw smell of leaves, everything is silent and mysterious, and everything is quiet and yearning.

A rare moment of relaxation, the night is always the best time for him, there are no hidden enemies and dangers, and there are no crowds, hostile targets and mentally handicapped interviews, there are not many, many, many, many of them nasty thing.

"It's so good, no trouble at all." Harry sighed, stretched out his arms, and then spread his five fingers, looking at the silver moon through his fingers. "Nobody's going to stare at me, and there's no chatter behind my back."

Draco's eyes flickered. "Looking at you, are you sure you can find the guy who forced you to join the Triwizard Tournament?"

"No." Harry shook his head and smiled with one corner of his mouth curled up. "If he wants to hide behind his back, there are a hundred ways, but the little character behind his back will always live in pain. I have to understand his struggle, Draco."

"It's great, the savior. If the other party hears it, they will cry in their arms?" Draco showed a skillful smirk. "But the little role still messed you up, didn't it? No one believed you, just like when almost everyone regarded you as the heir of Slytherin..."

"Don't you believe it?" Harry grinned. "It's the same in the second grade. You've always known me pretty well."

This time is a little different from the previous life. In the previous life, some friends who were close to him had doubts about whether he threw the note into the Goblet of Fire. Now it's over, almost completely...

"I knew it, Harry, of course you will, it's a pity you don't..." Dean was the first thing he saw when he entered the lounge.

"I do not have."

"Tell us how you did it!" Fred and the crowd rushed forward.

"I do not have……"

"This is really a memorable event, Gryffindor participated! Gryffindor participated!"

"You're going to win the championship, aren't you, Harry!"

……

This situation lasted for almost a week, he was even more popular than Cedric, it seemed that everyone selectively ignored his age, even Snape who shouldn't doubt him...

"I hope you're not contemplating breaking the school rules one day after your confinement is over, Potter."

I am under your eyes every day, professor!

Good or bad, Harry thought bitterly.

Draco didn't answer him, he was just concentrating on arranging his cleansing robes, although he couldn't see that he had anything to tidy up, according to him, "It's over, Potter, you've already started to put the clothes on the floor. I've been infected with my filth! It's dreadful...to fall in love with a beast...'

"Aren't you afraid?" Harry looked back at him. "This is the Forbidden Forest."

"There are werewolves, giant spiders, and centaurs inside..." There was a faint echo from the depths of the forest, as if some monster was sounding an alarm.

"A raptor and humanoid weapon savior sitting next to me, am I still afraid?" Draco smiled at him with his mouth crooked, his canine teeth flashing in the moonlight. "So shut your beak, Scarhead. Don't think of me as a little Gryffindor troll."

"That's right, it's all because of me, you don't worry about anything, it's because I can protect you." Harry immediately felt happy, mixed with an inexplicable sense of responsibility, and his self-confidence involuntarily swelled.

"Yes, you are a hero, Potter, no one can beat you."

Draco showed that unfathomable mocking face again, his head was raised, his slender fair neck was clearly revealed, the eyelids were full of faint shadows from the bottom of the eyelashes, and the gray-blue eyes were full of tenderness , the sipping smile on the corner of the mouth is full of heart-pounding intoxicating moonlight...

"You're so charming, Draco." As if shot by an arrow from Cupid, Harry's eyes became dizzy, his Adam's apple moved and he leaned involuntarily.

"Well, well, of course I know." Draco hugged the back of his head, blinking calculatingly, compliments and smiles go together best when seducing a silly baby Savior of Gryffindor.

Harry's lips twitched around his neck, and his hands wrapped around his shoulders like octopuses.

"I really want to fuck you..." Harry whispered in his ear confidently, before biting his jaw hard.

Draco was shocked, hugged his back, pressed him against the tree, and with a muffled sound, Harry slammed his head on the tree trunk in a daze.

"Fuck!" Harry tried to knee down on his stomach, but in fact the opponent had already pinched a leg between his legs in an instant.

"I didn't say you..." Draco took off his glasses with a hand, then stroked them up from the bridge of his nose, swept his black forehead hair to the top of his head, and lowered his head to meet him with gray eyes See. "You really don't know anything..."

"I'm just not as tricky as you." Harry's brows wrinkled together. "It's a symbol of purity!"

"Don't make excuses for your stupidity, Scarhead." Draco chuckled against his forehead, showing half of his playful canine teeth on both sides.

"No, I don't want to argue with you now." Harry was extremely hot, and the blood flowing in his heart almost scalded himself. He wrapped his neck tightly around his neck as before, and kissed the Love-hate lips.

Draco's hand slipped happily through his robe, wandering around every corner he wanted to touch.

The night is always mysterious and full of charm. Fireflies carefully immerse themselves in the cold but gentle moonlight, climb over the leaves, and light up the damp veins. Dewdrops slide from the intertwined trees and smash into the A newly woven spider web, Ye Ji walked by not far away, covered with yellow leaves... A gentle and quiet night, and some small things that happened... ahem.

"Take back your stupid smile that is about to reach your ears, silly treasure." A helpless voice came out in a low voice, accompanied by the sound of robes rubbing against each other. "I'll take off your last pair of pants..."

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