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"Is it true? Those rumors." Harry lowered his head and asked softly.

"Potter?" Draco frowned, he didn't understand what Harry meant for a moment.

"I ask you if it's true!" Harry raised his head abruptly, stretched out his hand to grab Draco's arm, rolled over and pinned him down, his voice was much higher than before. "What did he promise you? What did Voldemort promise you?"

"Potter..." Draco struggled desperately, but to no avail. "Bella may not be far away, she will hear your voice..."

Harry threw an ear-closing spell backhanded, and immediately pinched Draco's shoulders, locking his eyes that he had been trying to avoid, and said in a deep voice, "Answer me."

Draco felt like his shoulders were going to be crushed, and Harry's angry breath hit him in the face, making him gasp. Harry was almost on his body, Draco tried to look away a little, and saw a golden locket falling out of Harry's collar, tapping on his heart with Harry's breathing.He didn't know what it was, but he felt scared instinctively. The locket grazed his chest, piercing down like an ice blade, piercingly cold.

Draco felt a little dizzy. Harry's appearance began to blur.He could see Harry's lips moving as if to say something, but he couldn't hear it.He frowned and wanted to see more clearly, suddenly got up together, and kissed her hard.

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The kiss was tender and long.As soon as he touched the soft and cold touch, Harry felt that the nameless irritability in his heart was relieved a little.This unprecedented feeling fascinates him.He tentatively responded, trying to prolong the kiss.His arms moved behind his back to wrap around Draco, bringing the two closer together.He felt a pair of cold hands on his chest, as if trying to stop him, but it didn't seem to be.Yet he didn't have time to think, he couldn't stop.

Draco groped his hands on Harry's chest until he finally got hold of the locket, and pulled it off hard.The locket was colder than he had imagined, and the piercing chill made him almost unable to restrain himself from crying out. Draco didn't know where he got the strength, he pushed Harry away, then raised his hand, and threw the locket viciously, hitting the wall with a crisp sound.

"What's that?" Draco folded his hands on his chest, shivering on the bed.He looked at the locket that had been lying quietly in the corner in horror, and asked.

The moment the locket was taken off, those irritable feelings disappeared completely. Harry was a little lost, he didn't understand what was going on.He can't even remember what happened just now, he needs to remember it.When hearing Draco's question, he almost subconsciously replied: "Horcrux. Voldemort's Horcrux."

Draco couldn't help but shudder when he heard Voldemort's name.He swallowed, trying to calm himself down.horcruxes.His original guess was right, the lord had indeed made a Horcrux, probably more than one.That's why he was so afraid of the locket, just like he was afraid of the big snake and the lord himself.

"I'm sorry, I just..." Harry closed his eyes angrily, a little at a loss. "I don't know what happened to me just now, I just feel very irritable all of a sudden, so... sorry..."

"You were really scary for a moment just now." Draco shook his head and pointed to the locket. "But I think I may know why. Horcruxes can affect the wearer's emotions, amplifying bad and negative emotions to a terrible level... So, you don't need to apologize, it's not your fault."

"You know Horcruxes?" Harry was a little surprised.

Draco nodded. "That big snake. Harry, Naginis are Horcruxes too. They make me sick, I'm afraid of them, I can't touch them for long."

"That big snake." Harry nodded, and silently memorized it. "Unexpectedly, Voldemort actually made a living Horcrux."

"Yeah." Draco nodded.

After an awkward silence, Harry said softly, "But I still want to know, is what Bellatrix said true?"

"Potter?" Draco looked at him again in surprise, double checking that he wasn't wearing any other unknown objects. "I don't understand, why do you care..."

"Horcruxes just amplify emotions, but those emotions are originally my own, aren't they?" Harry took a deep breath, looking into Draco's eyes. "I care a lot, I care about everything about you, many people tell me it's not possible, they tried various ways to change, but none of them worked. I can't help but think of you, Draco, I like you."

"You..." Draco looked at him in astonishment, and couldn't think of what expression and language to answer for a moment.He'd always felt like he was wishing for help and rescue, and he admitted that he almost never thought about what Harry thought of him.But when he heard what Harry said, he panicked all of a sudden. "You're joking, aren't you?"

"I'm not kidding. I like you, Draco. I've been thinking about how to tell you, but I suddenly feel that I can't put it off any longer." Harry looked at him and said seriously.

Draco rolled up his sleeves and handed the vivid Dark Mark under Harry's eyes: "You see, I'm a Death Eater. How could you like a Death Eater?"

"Before that, you're Draco first." Harry reached out and took his wrist, gently pressing his arm down. "I have been thinking about this question before. I dare not ask you directly. I am afraid that you will tell me that you are. I am afraid that I will hesitate. But then I realized that what I like is not the identities attached to you , Draco from Slytherin, Draco from the Malfoys, or Draco from the Death Eaters. I like you, the you underneath it all."

Draco was silent for a long time before he said softly, "Why tell me now..."

"Because I always can't figure it out. Draco, I grew up alone, and no one told me what feelings really are. My parents love me very much, but they didn't teach me, I can only rely on imagination to feel What is love, it's really too difficult." Harry shook his head, after entering Hogwarts, his life seemed to be finally on the right track.But only he himself knows that there is always something that he can't feel, but he can't tell what it is. "When I learned something about Voldemort, suddenly many people tried their best to protect me and told me that I had a very difficult task. Professor Dumbledore taught me a lot, and I respect him very much, but I really want to save the world. There is no big concept, I just do what he tells me step by step, and often I can't do it well. Until you, Draco, until because of you."

"Me?" Draco froze for a moment, wanting to recall what he had done at Hogwarts, but after much deliberation, except for the catastrophe caused in the last night, it was all small pranks and the like s things.He doesn't understand. "Did I...do something?"

"Actually, after accidentally hurting you." Harry chuckled sheepishly. "Actually, it's more about me. I was panicked at the time, and I felt that there seemed to be some changes in you, but I didn't dare to ask for confirmation. I was afraid that if... if you were really a Death Eater——I really There is no way to accept it - so I think, if the prophecy is true, if I can really kill Voldemort, it doesn't matter whether you are a Death Eater or not at that time. At that time, I can tell you everything openly, Don't worry about anything anymore.—But I was wrong. I can't think of you until then. They don't let me read about you, but I can't help it... I can't help thinking about you So, I'm worried that you won't remember me... I can't calm down and do anything. "

"You read the reports. So even so, you're willing to tell me these things?" Draco bit his lip and looked up at him. "Even if you saw...the people I killed...the things I did..."

"Draco..." Harry looked at him, but found it difficult to say "don't care". Harry sighed softly.

"What was written in the newspaper is only a small part." Of course Draco could see Harry's mood.His mood gradually calmed down. "My father is dead."

Harry nodded slightly: "This newspaper has written about it. In Azkaban..."

"Not Azkaban." Draco looked calmly at this Gryffindor, who would never be deviant in his life, but said slowly as if deliberately challenging his bottom line. "In front of me, that man killed my father with my hands."

Harry looked at him in disbelief: "You..." He took two breaths and let his voice drop. "Voldemort forced you..."

"But it was indeed my hand, and I could feel the wave of magic." Draco pinched his arm tightly with his hand tucked into his sleeve, so as not to tremble in his voice. "He forced me to do everything, but I did it. I'm not Gryffindor, and righteousness is of no use to me, and I can't do it. Even if I don't want to, but The blood that has been shed cannot be washed away. I know that many people will blame me, will not forgive me, and I will not blame them, but it will never be possible to move in the direction they expected. "Draco's eyes were a little sad. "Even so, you won't regret it?"

Harry didn't speak.

Draco chuckled, as if he'd already guessed this would be the outcome.He turned his eyes away and said slowly: "It's okay. If you regret it, I'll just pretend I didn't hear anything..."

"draco." Harry suddenly pressed his somewhat cold hand forcefully, interrupting his words. "Come with me, get out of here. If... if they won't accept you, we'll leave, we can go to the Muggle world, where no one knows us. As for saving the world," Harry let out a breath, as if A great determination was made. "It's just that we need to find the Horcruxes and destroy them. Anyone can do it. ——And we can leave together."