HP leap time

At 9:00, Frank adjusted the bow tie on his chest and changed a record, and the light music flowed like flowing water in the air filled with chocolate and rose fragrance.

He has been working as a clerk in this coffee shop for a long time. Since the shop is located close to the city center, most of the time it is full of customers of all kinds, but it is too cold today, so there are not many people. a lot of.

As soon as Frank's eyes turned, he fell on a figure from the back. The customer was sitting on a table for two by the glass door. The strange black robe hung neatly from the shoulders to the ankles, and there was still a layer of frost on the sable hat. He put his hat aside and began stirring his coffee intently.

He had never seen such a visitor, he was not accompanied by any company, and he did not seem to come to pass the time.He took this seat as soon as he entered the door, avoiding almost all other customers, acting eagerly and restrained, as if this is a classroom and he is a student who is late.

While enjoying this piece of music, Frank looked at those guests who really knew how to enjoy life with joy. They would have a good conversation under the steam of coffee and milk, and admire the cut-out pieces he personally cut under the crystal chandelier. A rose, with pale golden drops of water falling on it.

The glass windows were rattled by the wind blowing through the colorful lights in the city, which made Frank look out of the window and see the unmelted snow and the overlapping footprints.Suddenly, the street lamp not far from the window went out with a pop.

"Oh, this is terrible." Frank muttered, and when he turned around, he found that the guests were all looking at the man in the black robe. The reason was that he stood up in fright, probably because he was scalded by the coffee. It may also be that he saw a familiar friend, and he stood there looking around for a while and then looked down at his toes blankly.

"God, he's so handsome." Claire brought back the cold coffee cup and whispered in Frank's ear. "Cold eyes and beautiful light blond hair, fidgeting...like a spy."

"Then I hope he doesn't do tasks in this shop..." Frank wrinkled his face and said ironically. "This isn't making a movie."

As soon as the words were finished, the blond young man suddenly turned his gaze around, a moment of surprise flashed in those light-colored eyes, and then they were covered by obscure shadows.With a slight movement in Frank's heart, he smiled politely at the other party.Because of this, he walked towards Frank quickly, pulled out a high stool and sat in front of his stage.

"Hello." Frank winked at the laughing waitress who wanted to approach him, and she rolled her eyes, picked up the coffee beans in her hand, and went back to the small room. "Is there anything I need?"

It was just a big boy, tall and lanky, and Frank looked at him, pale blond hair, gray eyes with blue tints, pale face and dry lips, he must not have taken a sip of his coffee.Lovelorn or unemployed?It brought Frank back to his younger days, when he couldn't take any hits.

"I lost something." The big boy bit his tortured lips and said, his voice was faintly crying, his eyes were lowered like a student who made a mistake.

"Things that are lost will still appear, as long as you don't forget them, sir." Frank considered his words carefully, his gray-green pupils blinked behind the lens, and looked at the other party's eyes with flickering eyes, and looked at him, Frank I feel like I'm good at comforting people.

"But I can't find him." Draco hugged his head, retracting his slender chin into the dark green scarf.

he?For a man, the first thing that comes to mind is the creditor. That person must owe the boy a lot of money. Frank subconsciously sketched out a perfect and reasonable story.

"Life must go on, sir." Frank blinked again, and poured him a cup of hot milk kindly. "Forget about the past and those who are not reconciled, the villains will be brought to justice sooner or later."

"How to proceed?" The boy hesitated for a long time before answering, put his hand off the table, looked at him and smiled, but Frank couldn't see the slightest smile in his eyes.He couldn't help shaking his hands, he felt a completely different strangeness from just now slowly swallowing him up, and the fragile boy just now disappeared instantly in the icy ending.

"He's the savior." Draco whispered, pinching his fingers into his palm, he stood up coldly and took a step back, with hostility in his eyes.

He has already turned my world upside down.

"First..." Frank's heart moved, and he was just about to speak, when he made a sound, a street lamp went out as he got closer. Falling glass shards.

What's going on here... Frank rubbed his head, feeling depressed involuntarily. In the past two years, all kinds of disturbing and strange things have always happened, and people all over the country are in panic, as if there is something terrifying in their eyes. Riots in unseen corners...

The boy tensed up suddenly, and pulled out a thin stick from his clothes.

"Sir?" Frank looked at him strangely, wondering if this guy is really a criminal or something, right?

Draco held his wand firmly and aimed it out of the window, through the glass door, watching the wind with newspapers coming in waves from the end of the street.

"Sorry," Draco said, sounding unapologetic, he took a step back tense, and threw a golden light at one of the windows, the glass shattered, the guests screamed, and the chandelier flickered a few times. Then it went out, and the shop was in chaos for an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a red light beam shot towards him from the window, and with the falling of several figures, the street lights outside the window were extinguished one by one, and the coffee shop was instantly hidden in darkness.

Draco dodged the attacks by throwing himself behind the table, rolling over to dodge towards the back of the coffee shop, and several more spells mixed with screams hit him on the back.

Damn it, these Death Eaters have been chasing him for days!Once found traces will be difficult to escape!

There is really nowhere to escape this time, Draco thought, fleeing alone is really tiring.

Draco rolled over and threw a stunned one at a Death Eater, then turned and smashed another incoming red beam to pieces.Pushing aside a Muggle standing beside him rudely, he fell to the ground, and the wall behind him exploded!

Draco lay on the ground panting deeply, but he couldn't just catch it!He still wants to find his boy, the black-haired and green-eyed savior... No one stops me, no one can stop me...

Because no one will look for him anymore, only him, only him!If even he gave up on that boy, he might actually die...

He may have died, in a place you will never find, in the forest, by the sea, in the valley, covered with layers of snow and ice, alone.

No no... no... Draco stood up angrily and raised his wand at the enemy.

"Piercing!" he roared, longing for this beam of red light to sink into some bastard's body, he desperately wanted to hear the screams, not those sneering sneers like poisonous snakes.

"Ah..." The spell hit someone, and he rolled to the ground screaming, and Draco took two steps back and smashed the glass shards on the ground.

The screams and confusion were mixed together, he couldn't see who was hit, and he didn't know which direction the enemy was in, it was too fast, everything was too fast!He maintained a high level of vigilance to fight back, he had to get out, he had to!

But it was too late, he didn't even have the time to Apparate before he felt a fast object flying towards him, surrounded by chaotic spell spots.

"Ah!" Draco screamed, feeling his collar was picked by something, and subconsciously, Draco quickly rolled onto its back.

Just like before, Draco's heart was beating crazily, it was inertia, every afternoon without classes, or on starry nights, he was always used to clamping his legs and grasping the warmth and softness under his body feathers.

Then, with a hiss, fly into the sky!

The glass shattered into icy foam behind him, cutting off all the cursed beams.

"Dylan..." Draco slammed a few curses at the Death Eaters who were chasing after him, then turned around and hugged the big white bird tightly.

As in a dream, he hugged Harry Potter again, avoiding all the hustle and bustle, overcoming all difficulties and obstacles... They seemed to have returned to the origin of time, back to the sunny green lake and the white bird bells. , the youngsters who love to fly go forward towards the light...

Draco hugged him tightly, feeling the cold wind sweeping the city row upon row of light into an undercurrent rushing up his back, coldness and exhaustion slowly rose from his body at this moment.

The sourness rushed through the nasal cavity, and thousands of words merged into one sentence.

"You're an idiot."

"Gu..." The big bird hissed and flew to a higher place.

As soon as Harry landed on the ground, his figure transformed. This is a small forest, close to the suburbs, and houses in the distance can be seen faintly in the moonlight.

Harry staggered a few steps before being pushed and shoved by Draco and fell on the snowdrift.

"Hmm..." Draco pinned him down on the snow and bit his lips, jaw, and Adam's apple, slipped a leg between his legs, put his hand inside his robe, and the kiss fell again to the lips.

Urgent, rude, he had never been so impulsive before, Draco felt pain and numbness all over his body as if being dismantled and reassembled, he concentrated on feeling the taste and temperature of the other's lips and tongue, cold fingers desperately pressed on his body groping for warmth.

He didn't release him until he felt the temperature on his body gradually return.

"Harry." Draco sat up and hugged him tightly, his head resting on his neck but his body couldn't help shaking.

During this period of time, he thought countless times, where would Harry go, where would he die, why did he disappear, why why why... He thought that if this bastard is still alive, if he still has a chance to find him, then He will definitely bully him and take revenge on him, and let him taste this pain and fear...

But now, Draco felt his heart beating thumping in the darkness, and his voice permeated his eardrums, as if echoing in the air... But he didn't want to ask any more questions, he didn't want to think about anything!

What else is there to think about?He is in your arms, you are tightly stuck together, there is nothing more important than this, isn't it?

A certain germinated seed in the body has long grown into a towering tree. Even if its leaves are blown away by the wind and snow, and its branches are scorched black by the fire of karma, it will still be there because it has already taken root and sprouted, Throughout his entire life!Its life exudes a guiding light in the depths of the soul, and where the light goes, darkness will have nowhere to hide!

He already knew what he really wanted.

"Do you know how the Dark Lord threatened me in fourth year?" Draco said suddenly.

Harry never asked, not even when he knew Draco's plot had nearly killed him.

"I don't know." Harry said sullenly.

"He promised me that when he returns, he will send you back intact. At that time, we will be his most trusted subordinates..." Draco continued. "If you don't do this, you will die with him. I said master, don't worry, I will definitely send Harry Potter there without anyone noticing..."

"And you're looking forward to being the Dark Lord's left and right Warders with me?" Harry smiled.

"I'm so hopeful." Draco said sarcastically.

"I first tried to exchange the Portkey with the Warrior's most important thing, under the Black Lake, but failed, and then I exchanged the trophy with the cooperation of Ponte..."

"That's good enough, dear." Harry giggled, and a flock of blackbirds flew not far away. "You wasted so many dates with me just to send me to Voldemort..."

"But you almost died." Draco's voice became low, and the tail sound became more serious. "He lied to me."

"Normal," Harry replied.

"Why do I think of this? It's because I think of that feeling." Draco continued, pinching him. "During those days locked in the cellar, just like the time now, I just waited helplessly. I thought, where are you, are you dead? You'd hate me if you weren't dead, How should I explain, I'm screwed, we're screwed..."

"Then I thought again, it's over, it's over, I don't want to explain anything, you hate me, you kill me, it's fine if you don't die, as long as you don't die... I'm not afraid of anything... ..."

"So I'm really scared, Harry Potter." This kind of fear doesn't want to try anymore... Draco felt his eyes sore, he hugged his head and his mouth trembled, but he couldn't force a smile, He was so tired, his body seemed like a patient suffering from a serious illness, every inch of his cell was clamoring for fatigue.

"So..." He paused, and the fingers that clenched him suddenly loosened.

"You don't want to die, okay?"

When Harry cast a warming spell on him, Draco was already breathing evenly in his ear.

Hearing the rustling sound of insects around him, Harry blinked his pupils whose color could not be seen clearly in the darkness, took off Draco's scarf, and wrapped it around the necks of the two of them.

The light moonlight flows among the black leaves, and the cold current also dissipates under the impact of magic power.

"Good night."

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The last post before the exam, the exam will be updated on the [-]th, and then the daily update will reach the end (?ò?ó?)

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