[hp] Pure White Age

It seems to taste that sweetness. [I must be fucking crazy. 】He turned his head like an electric shock, fiddled with the hot coffee in front of him, and a certain image rushed into his mind - a lush mistletoe, descending from the tree, growing wantonly.

It's shameful to show kindness to a Weasley.The reason why he tried to do this was only because of the dream that had been frequenting recently and brought him endless troubles.But the mistletoe wasn't what he expected that day, and neither were Weasley's blue eyes.The days at Hogwarts were uneventful, and the only thing that had changed during that time was his impression of Weasley.It's strange, because he can vividly recall every petty fight, provocation, and dislike of Weasley in his first and second years, but now he thinks of him, and the bright red hair is the first thing he thinks of , Smell the faint aroma of roses.

He couldn't believe he liked a Weasley. 【I just don't hate him that much anymore, thanks to that dream. ] he thought, 【This won't change anything. 】However, what he thought to be a firm idea was defeated in the face of a fact, or in other words, it was just a sentence.

【do you know?Ron Weasley and Harry Potter are together. 】

A line of ink was thrown from the neatly written parchment.He raised his head slowly.Nott was standing in front of the fireplace, the firelight imprinted on half of his face, dancing to illuminate the corners of his unpredictable lips.For some reason, the fire gave Draco a chill.

【What the hell are you talking about in your sleep? 】

[Why, you don't know yet? 】

Draco pursed his lips.Nott's expression turned serious, making the whole thing less and less like a prank. 【You missed the show by not going to Hogsmeade today. ] He said, 【They were seen kissing inside the Three Broomsticks. 】

The whole common room shook for a moment, and the sound of the crackling fire suddenly disappeared, and then suddenly became louder, making it difficult for him to breathe.Nott was smiling at him, and his heart sank violently at the smile.

【...Who saw it? 】

【a lot of. ] Nott leaned on the stove, 【At first it was a few Ravenclaws of the same grade, they were in the three broomsticks at the time.After the news spread, people from Hufflepuff also said that they had been in the Fengya clothing store for a long time.Why,] He laughed even harder, 【Are you interested? 】

They might be fooling around in the waiting room of a clothing store.Draco almost blurted out.But he didn't know why he thought so. After all, in his impression, the waiting room was just a waiting room, didn't it?

[That’s right,] Not waiting for his response, Nott said self-consciously, [Although the Weasley kid is very low, but you have to admit that sometimes - he is really attractive. 】

[I'm not interested in him. 】Draco put down his pen, and the anger in his heart prevented him from finishing his homework,【You are the one who should be careful in words and deeds.You know what our loyalists hate. 】

[Okay, okay,] Nott made a gesture of surrender, obviously resisting this topic. "You didn't come to Hogsmeade," he said, "what were you doing?" 】

Draco closed his homework and textbooks. 【Where are you going? ] Followed by a voice chasing after him, 【What should I do if Pansy finds you? ] And he didn't answer.

Homework doesn't help with easing the anger.Draco decided to go to the Restricted Section to continue investigating the necklace, knowing that the clever Mudblood was looking for the books as much as he was, and he had to make sure it was destroyed before her, a task his father had left for him.In fact he's been doing it all afternoon.

It was already late at night, and it would soon be time for the prefects to make their night rounds.In front of the rows of desks outside the library, the students left one after another, and soon there was no one there.After a while, a few lights went out, and the titles of the books on the bookshelf became blurred.All this meant that he could only stay for a short time.

Fingertips slid across rows of weird book titles and stopped on one of them.Draco pulled it out to look through it, though his mind wasn't on it.

【...So you haven't kissed her yet, the real one? 】

His fingers froze on a line.The voice was very close, with an inexplicably familiar laughter.He turned around in panic and looked at the bookshelf behind him.Just at this time, the light of several lamps went out.

Someone whispered a spell, and a bright light shone through the cracks in the book.Reason told him that he should leave before the curfew, but that voice held him in place.

There were two people there because it was a question.Those who are here at this time can only be those who have been punished to serve in the school, and the other can only be... His heart beat wildly, and a sour tide rushed into his body, so cold that he couldn't help but want to shiver.

The light behind the bookshelf is still on, just like the scene when Pandora's box was opened.The sound of shallow breathing rippled out of the box, roaming around him.He bent down slowly, half-aware of what he knew he was going to see, pained and powerless.

Weasley was kissing Potter.

[omitted here]

Potter was obviously addicted to it, and the red hair was hugged tighter and tighter by him, until it was completely hidden behind his back.The sound of moist breathing passed from the black-haired boy's arms to him, as if passing through a universe.The peaceful universe swirls around those two men, keeping other irrelevant beings out of its own system, silently declaring his impotence.

[I'm feeling you. 】

【I love you,……】

[omitted here]

You don't exist only in dreams.You are here, but not me.

why are you not with me

……

His head was going to explode, so he kept his hands on the bookshelf so that he wouldn't fall down.

[Do you want to go back? 】

[…I regret that I "couldn't" do this sooner. 】

There must be something wrong.And he thinks he's got to the heart of the matter.

☆、Chapter75 necklace

Ron almost thought it was an illusion of the eyes.On the last day of his month-long in-school service, the book he had been searching for so long and which had disturbed Mrs. Pince appeared by itself.In fact, it just sits where it should be.

The book was lost on the night of March [-], which meant that he probably missed the mysterious borrower because he kissed Harry, which made Ron feel uneasy.He stood between the bookshelves in the forbidden /books/ area, staring at the cover of the book in his hand.

This is an ancient book of great weight, with a cruel time flowing through the worn cover and missing pages.Hermione might not even want to borrow such a book, Ron thought to himself.He carefully turned the pages of the book with his fingers—the two prefaces: "The Research Value of Ancient Magic Items" and "How to Identify the Year and Attributes of Magic Items" have all been lost. Fortunately, the table of contents is almost intact. Break down the categories in detail: stones, mirrors, hourglasses, metals, utensils, animal blood...

Ron's fingertips stopped here.He suddenly remembered the gift Draco gave him on a snowy Christmas night, a necklace composed of two metal rings and an extremely delicate hourglass.Because of this gift, he was insane and possessed by hallucinations.Curiosity drove him to look backwards for the answer, but found that the parts marked "Hourglass" and "Metal" were seriously missing.He sighed in frustration. In order to prevent the book from falling apart in his hands and being taught a lesson by Mrs. Pince, he returned it to its original place and finished the last day's work.

[You mean a book in the forbidden/book/area disappeared for no apparent reason and suddenly reappeared?after a month? 】

Ron nodded.He still had half a slice of bread in his mouth.

[This incident may be minor or serious. ] Hermione frowned. [Why did that person hide his identity? 】

[Could it be fake Cruise? 】Harry denied his guess as soon as he finished speaking, 【No, he doesn't need to do this, he has already concealed his identity. 】

Ron ate the whole slice slowly, not saying a word during Hermione's discussion with Harry. [What do you think, Ron? ] said Harry.

[That book lacks a lot of content. 】Ron said hesitantly, 【No part is complete, but I noticed that the "hourglass" part is very missing...】It wasn't until Harry and Hermione showed puzzled expressions that he suddenly realized: 【Oh, I forgot you can't see what that necklace looks like... it has an hourglass in the very center. 】

【You mean that the person who borrowed the book was Draco, and he was studying that necklace like me? ] Hermione looked serious.

Ron shrugged noncommittally.

【He doesn't want others to know about the necklace, and he probably took the missing pages in the book. 】Hermione looked a little frustrated,【I also searched for a long time in the forbidden/book/area this month, but found nothing.That book should be the only record, and I'm still a step too late. 】

[We can still ask Dumbledore, can't we? ] Harry suggested optimistically. [Wait until after the third item, we have to make sure no one messes with your game, especially fake Cruise. 】Hermione said with a final word,【You have to come to the empty classroom to practice this afternoon, don't make such a face, Ron and I will accompany you. 】

Harry is now proficient in using Stunning Spells, Repelling Spells, and Impeding Spells. Even Ron's spellcasting level has improved a lot under Hermione's supervision, and he can accurately fall on the mat.The trio were inseparable. Since the relationship was confirmed, Ron and Harry spent more time alone. Except for the time when Harry attended the Warriors meeting and was interviewed, they stayed together almost all day.

For example, now is Ron's rare personal time.He and Harry had just played a few games of wizard chess in the deserted dormitory, made out for a while (even though Harry kissed him and Ron didn't let him win), and then Harry was called away by Creevey.Ron sat on the carpet and packed the chess pieces. The sunlight outside the window cast mottled light and shadows on the chessboard. He lowered his eyelids and yawned slowly. His originally clear thoughts rolled into a whirlpool...

The chess piece in his hand fell on the chessboard with a "click".Ron opened his eyes suddenly, the bedroom was still empty, and the sunlight outside the window was still shining brightly and lazily on him.But for some reason, a few drops of strangeness leaked out of his heart, as if what he was looking around was just a scene in a dream, or he had had a similar dream before, so he felt familiar with the current situation.After being so dazed for a while, he was also amused by himself, subconsciously touched his lips, but felt a tingling pain.

The only explanation was that Harry was careless, but the black-haired boy was always very gentle in his impression, and he didn't feel any pain during the kiss just now, but it's pointless to think about it.Ron stood up and pushed the weird thoughts out of his mind.Harry would definitely be back before dinner, and before that he could go to Seamus and they'd play Quidditch.

The labyrinth for the third project is still under construction and has begun to take shape.Hagrid had told them cheerfully that the construction would be finished next week.Because of it, Quidditch fans in various colleges have to move practice locations again and again. After all, not everyone can rent the playing field at will like the college team and the Quidditch society.

The sun is fading.Today is Saturday, and students in twos and threes gather on the lawn and corridors.Fred and George were promoting their new idea, and Ron passed the crowd surrounding his brothers and walked towards the fountain, his eyes full of silver and green ties.

It had been a long time since he had seen Draco since the last fight.The two academies still teach wizarding scentology together, but it's just a class.Sometimes, Ron's eyes would wander from the breakfast table to the other side, and he would find that the other party had lost weight obviously, resting his chin, silent in the middle of laughter and laughter, with incomprehensible emotions hidden in his gray eyes.Ron didn't dare to look more, the scariest thing was that after all the bad things and he was already Harry's boyfriend, he still cared about him.

Now Ron is calm enough to look back on that period of time, and even correct his previous views that became extreme due to injuries.Yes, Draco has always been a jerk, sinister, mean, self-centered, and expects others to accommodate him in everything.

But he wasn't cold, or even inactive, at least to him, and it was unfair for him to compare him to Nott.Draco's arms were never warm enough, but Ron did find another kind of belonging there.That's when they share secrets, and each other's bodies and most authentic sides.

Ron didn't know if it was Draco's choice to lose his memory, and what the other party had been carrying all along.He had filled in an arbitrary answer to this question, but it was only out of anger and pain, and the truth was always in a fog.

So, after all this time, Ron would probably say he regretted letting it happen, but he didn't hate Draco anymore.When he thinks of him, a little sourness and melancholy is all.Anyway, he was with Harry now.

Seamus, Dean and others were standing at the door of the locker room talking, and Ron recognized several Ravenclaw boys of the same grade among them.Seamus waved at him: 【Let's take the broom there for you. It's still the same place. Come here as soon as you finish changing. Today we will play a game with Ravenclaw. 】

Ron nodded, and he glanced in the direction of the Quidditch field: 【Occupied again? 】Simonu pursed: 【It's not the group of Slytherins.If you ask me, they don't have much to practice, anyway, Harry will help us win the game. 】The Ravenclaws next to him echoed a few words, obviously dissatisfied with Slytherin.

Since the establishment of the Quidditch Society, the Quidditch locker room at Hogwarts has been completely new.The room is divided into several single-person locker rooms, and temporary Quidditch uniforms are also provided, so that students who have not joined the college team can enjoy the game.Ron grabbed a red No. 2 jersey and changed into it, which he really hoped would one day be able to wear in an official game.

Just as he was about to open the door to leave, a burst of noise poured into the room.Ron's hand on the doorknob froze, and of course he could hear the voices of the Slytherins.They brought the boy's post-exercise sweat smell and a touch of pheromone smell, the sound of happy conversation mixed with the sound of rushing water, and the sound of the locker room door opening and closing.

[Who's inside? ] Someone knocked on the door panel with his hand, 【Have you changed it yet? 】

Most of Slytherin's team were seniors, and even though they didn't like the trio, they had no specific grudge against him.Ron took a deep breath and pressed the doorknob. [You change it. ] He nodded to the surprised senior, brushed his shoulder and left.

[It's the kid from the Weasley family. 】

[If non-players occupy the locker room every time, we won't be able to change comfortably. 】

【Are you going to protest with Draco? 】

Ron put some harsh remarks behind him.There was a doubt in his mind, but it disappeared when he walked to the door.

Draco was standing there.Wearing a silver-green Quidditch suit, his sweaty blond hair was lifted up, exuding a faint pheromone smell like other boys.It's a chance encounter, but it's not like that.Because the other party leaned the broom against the door and just watched him approaching quietly.As the distance shortened, Ron could see the scar on the side of the opponent's face, which should have been left by Harry.

He planned to just walk over silently, but the other party didn't seem to want him to do so.Before he was about to cross the threshold of the locker room, the opponent stretched out his foot to stop him.Ron squinted at the Slytherin beside him.

[Weasley,] The blond boy didn't look away, and slowly pronounced his name as if he was thinking about something, [Every time we meet alone, you always seem to ignore me. 】

【what are you saying? ] Ron frowned and looked at Draco. [Isn't this normal?There was nothing to talk about between us. 】

The boy didn't answer, but his eyes still wandered on his face, and finally landed on his lips.Ron subconsciously rubbed the corner of his mouth with his hand, and the wound stinged again. 【what do you want to say in the end? 】He said impatiently, glanced his head aside, 【My friend is still waiting for me. 】

Draco glanced into the dressing room. [What I want to say is that I want to get something back. 】He said softly, his tone was softer than ever after amnesia.Ron's eyes widened, and when he realized that the other party was carefully observing his expression, he scratched his hair irritably: [I can't understand what you are talking about at all. 】

[I said, I really want to get something back. ] The boy took a step closer to him.The shadows of the two overlapped in the corridor of the locker room, and they looked romantic. [But that's hard,] he went on, [I can't stand it any longer.Besides, there are some things that would be better if you tell me yourself. 】

【I still can't understand what you're talking about. 】

Ron's heartbeat had never been faster than it was now.What does the other party mean?Is that what he understands?But how is that possible?

[Look at me, Weasley. 】A hand caressed his face, forcing their faces to face each other.They were so close that Ron could count his former lover's eyelashes and feel the heat of each other's breath.Those gray eyes are no longer full of haze, but focused, with a look of anticipation vaguely hidden in them. [I know you know the answer. 】

【Let me tell you what I know. ] Ron tried his best to sound indifferent.He pushed the hand away: 【You took that book, right? 】

【Yes. 】

Ron's eyes widened again, he didn't expect the other party to admit it so easily. 【...Why are you doing this? 】

[I thought you were very clear. 】The other party's body is closer to him. 【I'm investigating this necklace.The necklace I once gave you. ] He whispered in his ear, and stroked the pendant with his fingers.

【You didn't give me anything. ] Ron couldn't take it anymore, he pushed Draco away.A smile flashed in the other's gray eyes, obviously mocking his inability to prove that the necklace had actually been worn around his neck.Ron could deal with Draco before, but such an opponent only made him feel embarrassed.

[Don't talk about this, I don't have much time. ] His hand was caught, and the other party was still saying something he couldn't understand at all.

[I'm here just to tell you that I really want to get all of "them" back, and I've already found some, about things before Christmas Eve. 】

Ron stopped struggling.

[If what I recently remembered is true, then we're a couple, aren't we? 】

Before waiting for his response, the other party's voice lowered, sounding ethereal, and was quickly blown away by the wind.

[...Break up with Potter.You know that I am the most suitable person for you...]

He was so dazed that he felt that the tone behind these words seemed to be pleading.

Warm fingers touched the corners of his lips.The opponent's skin is usually cool, and only after playing Quidditch will there be such a body temperature, those dusty memories are being revived, whether he wants to or not. 【I wanted to kiss you that day under the mistletoe, but I don't know why yet. 】

【You should come up with a better trick. ] Ron jerked his hand away.Behind him came the loud chatter and laughter of the Slytherins. [Did you make a bet with your team members? 】Ron gritted his teeth, 【Sorry, I don't want to join this boring game. 】

The other party's eyes flashed a smile again.He must have remembered something, thought Ron.The group of Slytherins were about to walk to them, but the people in front of them seemed completely unaware of avoiding suspicion. 【If I kiss you now, what will happen? 】

【What's wrong with you?Are you crazy? 】

[Actually, I have already kissed. 】The blond boy smiled very seductively under the gorgeous sunset. He lowered his eyes, and his eyes wandered ambiguously at the corner of Ron's lips.

【Draco, what nonsense are you talking about? 】Flint, the captain of Slytherin, walked to Draco with a look of surprise,【What the hell is going on? 】

This is a fucking nightmare.Ron glared at Draco with a pale face, but the blond boy seemed unaware of the strange situation in front of him, and his gray pupils just impressed him deeply. 【goodbye. 】He gestured towards him, and the pendant around his neck suddenly flashed a dazzling white light.At this moment, Ron lost consciousness.

Ron opened his eyes.The bedroom was still empty, and the sunlight outside the window was still shining brightly and lazily on him.But for some reason, a few drops of strangeness leaked out of his heart, as if what he was looking around was just a scene in a dream, or he had had a similar dream before, so he felt familiar with the current situation.After being so dazed for a while, he was also amused by himself, subconsciously touched his lips, but felt a tingling pain.

☆、The eve of Chapter 76 final

【You look absent-minded. said Harry, kissing his ear.It was dusk, the best time of day.The colorful glow covered the sky, and students walked out of the classroom in twos and threes, falling like flower petals in many places in Hogwarts.

Ron put his arms around Harry's neck, worry lurking in his green eyes.He kissed the corner of the boy's mouth: [Probably because tomorrow is the final of the competition? 】

Harry reached out to caress the small wound, which was almost healed, and Ron avoided it with a smile. [I will be careful next time. ] he said, and Ron blinked noncommittally.He could see that Harry didn't want to talk about the game, and knew that the other party was even more absent than he was.The trio talked for nearly all night last night, and Harry told him and Hermione that he had witnessed the Ministry of Magic's investigation of Barty Crouch Jr., Igor Karkaroff, and others in Dumbledore's Pensieve. Trial with Ludo Bagman.Dumbledore also believed that Voldemort was growing stronger again.

[My premonition for this final is not very good, what will they do to me? ] Harry muffled. [And I don't understand why Dumbledore trusts Snape so much.What if he remained loyal to Voldemort as a teacher? 】It seems that there are too many things worth worrying about, the boy lost some weight during this time.Ron didn't know what he could do. He gently stroked Harry's back: [If you don't want to, don't go to the classroom to practice today.I can tell Hermione. 】

【What are you talking about? Of course I have to practice. 】Harry pulled out a smile, then quickly lowered his head, hooking Ron's fingers with his hand, 【Do I look weak?Not at all a Gryffindor. 】【You look great. 】Ron retorted a little angrily,【If I say you are a typical competitive player, just wait and see, you will be able to win the trophy for the academy tomorrow. ] He leaned back into Harry's arms awkwardly, 【I knew you would win. 】Feeling the arms around him tighten slowly, Harry put his cheek on his shoulder.

It feels good, like they both draw strength from each other.But what Harry gained was the courage to face unknown dangers, and what Ron gained was rather a sense of security, a feeling reminiscent of family and a warm fire.He looked over Harry's hair to the familiar dormitory, where the dim light from the window was about to fall on them.I don't know why, but he needs to feel safe recently.

Despite the complaints from the students, the Hogwarts final exams were scheduled for the next day during the day, and the third project would begin in the evening.Harry didn't have to take final exams, and neither Hermione nor Ron wanted to pass up the last chance to review, so he had to practice alone.Ron felt guilty that he couldn't be with Harry on the eve of the finals, and at the same time was extremely envious that Harry didn't have to take the final exam.But anyway, he had to go to the library with Hermione after dinner to stay up late.

【If I were you, go back and have a good sleep.What do you need to worry about for the history of magic exam? 】Ron said with a pen in his mouth, sitting next to him were Ernie MacMillan and Hannah Abbott of Hufflepuff, they both glanced at him dissatisfiedly, and lowered their heads nervously Continue to recite the text silently.Hermione just smiled and booed him.

Ron was beginning to feel that coming to the library was a bad choice.The buzzing sound of endorsement was already enough to make people irritated, seeing Mrs. Pince sitting behind the workbench sorting books made his thoughts wander to what happened two weeks ago: the inexplicable wound, the dreamlike scene in the dormitory.The feeling of always missing something and not being able to remember anything was so bad that Ron couldn't help but wonder if a post-amnesia Draco would feel the same way... oh shit, he was thinking What?

He shook his head and began to memorize the marked passages in the book, but he was thinking of Harry.It was a habit he'd grown up with: only when Harry was around could he make sure he wasn't upset about anything.The black-haired boy was like a sedative, coming only with those beautiful fragments of memory, enough to numb his nerves.

A note was thrown from the opposite side.

【Are you OK? 】

Ron looked up, and Hermione was looking at him with worried eyes.He was surprised that his abnormality had reached such an obvious level, he shook his head hastily, and buried his head in the pages of the book.

There was a sound of footsteps in the hallway.Out of the corner of the eye, Hermione glanced nervously behind him several times, and Ron subconsciously followed her gaze.

It was Draco Malfoy and his friends.Ron turned his head quickly, staring at the English letters on the textbook, but the image of that person seemed to be floating on the top of the page.Students in all four houses would admit that a blond Slytherin was perfectly "handsome" as long as no nasty words came out of his mouth.The other party's wizard robe was spotless, with initials embroidered on the chest, and the gold thread shining under the lamp was the same color as his hair.He walked among everyone, holding a few textbooks in his arms, showing a rare calm expression.

The chair feet rubbed against the ground to make a slight sound, and the group of people sat down and merged into the dedicated atmosphere in the museum.Ron began to silently review the chronology of goblin history, and when his fingertips traced those familiar and unfamiliar numbers, he swore to himself that even without Harry, he would work hard to adjust his state.

He was absorbed in his studies for the next three hours, until Hermione shook the quill vigorously in front of his eyes.Ron stood up with a drowsy head, unable to believe that he had completed the plan.

[Go to sleep as soon as you get back, don't wait until you doze off during the exam. ] Hermione reminded after him.Hermione had cared more and more about him since he and Harry had established a relationship.She probably felt it was her duty, as the facilitator of the new relationship, to help Ron completely escape the shadow of the previous events.Ron nodded.Together they packed up their textbooks and followed the flow of people towards the library gate.

The crescent moon hanging in the sky is extremely bright.Hermione waved to Rolf by the door. 【Do you have to go over and say goodnight? ] Ron joked, making Hermione feel embarrassed. [Can you wait for me for a while?I'm going to return the note to him. 】

Standing in the open space, Ron watched Hermione run towards the Ravenclaw boy with a happy smile on his lips.Suddenly, he seemed to sense a familiar sight traveling all over his body, and finally settled on his side face.

He turned around slowly, and Draco was standing not far from the door.In the night, he lost the kiss of the light, and also lost the pride in his bones. He was just an ordinary boy who was staring at him, his cheeks were slightly sunken, and there was a drop of indelible gray in his pupils quivering slightly.The moonlight shone on the young man's slender body, reflecting a strange and fragile beauty.

Ron's heart trembled violently, and the pain quickly spread to his fingertips. He knew that the eye contact should not happen.It's only been a few weeks since the other party's fight with Harry, hasn't it?

Draco smiled slightly, however.Ron opened his eyes wide, but the shallow groove at the corner of the boy's lips was fleeting, like a soft illusion under the moonlight.Ron couldn't feel his fingertips anymore, and the corners of his eyes were numb, eternally imprinted with that gradually blurred outline.That wasn't the Draco from a few weeks ago, or even a long time ago, and they wouldn't have had such a happy and sad look on their faces.

It seems that I love the moon deeply, but I can only get the moonlight.

A burst of laughter blew by, and those eyes stopped looking at him.As the warm breath approached, Ron turned his head.

【let's go. ] said Hermione.A leaf stuck to her hair, Ron reached out and threw it on the ground, [What happened? 】Hermione suddenly widened her eyes, 【You look...】

【I am so sleepy. ] Ron replied softly.

It was late at night when Harry returned to his bedroom. [How's your practice going, Harry? 】 Ron lifted the bed curtain and asked.

【You haven't slept yet? 】Harry sat down beside his bed silently, and gave him a cool kiss while taking off the cloak. [It's fine, don't worry. 】He said, 【Go to sleep, there is an exam early tomorrow morning...Did I wake you up? 】

Ron shook his head sullenly.Although it was already summer, Hogwarts was still a little cold at night, he held Harry's hand and put it on his face, and Harry fell down beside his pillow and kissed him. 【To take a bath. ] Ron smiled and pushed him. [I thought it was you who wanted this. ] Harry muttered, his voice full of sleepiness that could not be concealed.He got up and walked to the bathroom, but suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Ron watched his back quietly, thinking that the other party was going to say something to him.Harry, however, just leaned over and dropped the cloak into the box.

Ron was still awake until there was a slight snore under Harry's bed curtain.The moon outside the window floated in the dark blue sky, he forced himself to close his eyes, imagined Harry holding the trophy in the final, and slowly fell asleep.

☆. The eve of the Chapter 77 final (Harry's perspective)

Harry had kissed Ron so many times, the boy kissed like Autumn.

Before that he didn't think it would be a reasonable statement.After all, he was thinking of Ron Weasley, a boy who had been glowing and warming all the time since he walked into his compartment in first year.Harry didn't even need to close his eyes to feel the heat wave of that red hair, not to mention the warm body temperature and smile of the other party.

But Ron's eyes occasionally defied the will of the body.Those eyes had caught him in the dim light of the forbidden / book / area, and when he approached the other's lips, they curled up under the golden lashes and rippled.The original naive blue of the lake is smudged by the night, revealing a coquettish illusion.At that moment, Harry couldn't bear to close his eyes, his chest was filled with happiness, like a traveler who had been searching for a long time and found a treasure from under the bed.Since then, Harry has paid special attention to his lover's eyes: most of the time, they show that his lover likes this intimacy as much as he does; The coolness of the bone marrow.

At such moments, Harry would quietly take Ron's hand.He never asked about it, though he did long to know—every detail of that secret time, love or hurt or whatever.He would occasionally imagine how they kissed, quarreled and reconciled, making the shadow of that person still flash across Ron's eyes from time to time to this day.

But he would never ask, because Ron was lying on the hospital bed in the school infirmary, smiling at him with bruises like it was only yesterday.Harry faintly realized that the only thing he could do was what he had already done—hold his lover's hand, spend the "autumn" with him, and wait for the last itch to pass before he recovered.

Tomorrow is an unusual Thursday.There are heavy final exams early in the morning, which don't end until four in the afternoon, and the last project of the Warriors Tournament will be held in the evening.Ron and Hermione agreed to go to the library, and he could only go to the empty classroom to practice alone.Hogwarts castle was shrouded in twilight, and the empty space of the classroom reflected a lonely shadow, lacking Hermione's arrogance and Ron's complaints and laughter.The truth was that the moment they parted in front of the Great Hall, Harry began to regret not asking them to accompany him, even though he would never have done so.

Harry couldn't help thinking about tomorrow when he was alone.He has fought dragons and rescued two people from underwater, but these victories always give him