[HP] Shh, it's a secret

After Draco left, Harry turned back into his Animagus.Harry had a hard time getting from the floor to the sofa, and to be honest, he wasn't quite used to the snake yet.As he struggled to move forward, he kept thinking about how he felt when he was walking upright, but by this time he had lost both feet.He began to think that he was really stupid, he should let himself go back to the sofa and transform.When he finally climbed to the destination and coiled himself up, he thought of Draco again, or rather he thought of Draco when they were talking about Dumbledore's wand.

Draco cared about that wand very much, Harry had a vague feeling before, he warned him when he was in the observatory at the end of last semester, didn't he, and Draco's behavior after hearing that the wand was stolen tonight even made him feeling scared.

So intense, it's as if it wasn't Dumbledore's wand that was stolen but Draco's own.A qualified wizard regards the wand as a half body, something as important as life.The expression on Draco's face when he jumped up from the bed and questioned him at that time... Horror, fear?Maybe none of them were right, or a lot of them, he couldn't think of more.Harry's habitual attempt to reach out and grab his tangled hair nearly caused him to collapse under the couch.When he was frantically stabilizing his body, he remembered that he no longer had hands.

Draco's treatment of Dumbledore's wand had undoubtedly intrigued him, and he thought of more.In the darkness, Harry coiled his body back into a circle, straightened his head to the desk, and the rhythm of the scarlet snake letter seemed to be beating time for his thoughts.

Draco.Malfoy... Dumbledore's wand... Draco... the wand... the wand... Draco... the wand!

Harry straightened up all of a sudden, his brown snake eyes staring straight at the glass bottle that originally contained it on the table.

The wand—the Elder Wand!Dumbledore's wand is the Elder Wand Voldemort has been looking for!correct!There has always been a line in his mind, with a head and a tail, and now, the head and the tail are finally intertwined to form a complete circle.Dumbledore's wand was the Elder Wand, that's why Draco was afraid of it falling into Voldemort's hands, and that's why Voldemort would go berserk that night because he didn't find what he wanted in Dumbledore's tomb.And at that time, the magic wand was in his hand.

He'd even used it, on a Death Eater during his escape from Bill and Fleur's wedding.Harry remembered feeling that the wand was powerful but not easy, or that it didn't know him as well as his own.So even now, when he knew Voldemort and Draco were looking for it, he couldn't figure out what they were after.

It would be nice if Hermione was here, Harry thought, and then he thought he'd just wait two more days, and then he'd be able to find time to meet Hermione and Ron.But as soon as such an idea came into being, he had to drive it out of his brain.He is now Draco.Malfoy's pet, if Draco's pet was seen messing with the Savior's friends... unless it was going to attack them, Harry would have a headache.So the only thing that would work was to ask Draco directly, would he tell himself, given the historically not-so-good relationship between them... Harry suddenly felt his head hurt even more.

Just when Harry was having a headache on how to ask Draco, Draco was standing outside the door of Snape's office with the corners of his lips curled up.

"Then—er—I'm going first."

"get out!"

boom!

After a loud bang, the brown wooden door mercilessly wiped Draco's nose and closed heavily, showing the terrible mood of the owner of the door at the moment.Draco touched his nose, but the corners of his lips were raised higher as if masochistic.

Also standing outside this door, it took only two hours before and after, and his mood was like sitting in a car. It was at the bottom before and now it is at the highest point.One word to describe Draco's mood right now would be "great".The light gray eyes stared at the closed wooden door for a long time. The man inside had magical powers, which could calm him down quickly in fear and anxiety.

Hegotmagic.

Like the purest tranquilizer.

Draco smiled distressedly, and of course there were other things, similar to the effect of vomit medicine, which allowed him to tell him the secret willingly.As if a few minutes ago... Draco unconsciously remembered the previous scene——

He was processing the last few toad eggs when Snape was filling the cauldron with powdered daisies across from him.

"Sir, I need some potions for dry eyes caused by wearing Muggle contact lenses for a long time." After hesitating for a long time, he decided to speak out, and he raised his head to meet a pair of black eyes full of doubts and inquiries.

"Contact lenses? Long-term wear? You?" The man slowed down the action of adding powder and also slowed down his speech.

"Actually, it's not me." Draco moved his feet uneasily.

"That is……"

Accompanied by a low voice like a cello, the man raised his eyebrows lazily.Draco couldn't describe his mood at that time in words at all, as if being seduced, he could only watch intently like a fool, the man's appearance at that moment was ascetic and damn sexy.Before he could react, the voice had overflowed from his throat, and he heard himself say——

"Potter, I brought Potter into the castle, um... Animagus... You know Potter's eyes are too special, of course, Animagus is even more special, so... contact lenses... um .”

Then what happened, I can't remember clearly, his face was so hot at that time, I only vaguely remember that the man's expression first became weird and then became ferocious, and he yelled at him, little lover, throw away, life or something.Immediately afterwards, he was kicked out and has been standing here stupidly facing the door until now, but his mood is surprisingly good.Draco sighed, and was about to draw out his wand to cast an invisibility spell on himself, only then did he realize that he was wearing a dressing gown.

There is a sense of irony and helplessness.

In any case, he was no longer afraid.Holding the wand in the palm of his hand, Draco took a deep breath and took a last look at the closed wooden door... But before he could say the spell again, the door swung open again, and a potion bottle flew out, Draco hurriedly caught it-

"First... sir?"

"Once a day, one drop at a time, a week's worth." Snape said in a toneless tone, without looking at Draco, his gaze fell across Draco to the dark wall opposite.

For a long time Draco couldn't react, his eyes moved back and forth between the potion bottle and Snape's face, and ten seconds later he finally understood.

"Thank you, sir."

Snape's cheeks twisted visibly, and after throwing down a sentence of "external use" that almost gritted his teeth, the door was slammed shut again.Draco blinked in confusion.

Inside the door, Snape was striding towards his potion preparation table, with his wand flying between his fingers, he quickly cleaned up the messy ingredients and potion residue on the table.His heart was rarely at peace because of the "thank you" his godson said just now.His godson thanked him for Potter, a Potter!Combined with the not-so-good conversation about love and men a few hours ago, Snape couldn't help but think of a terrible possibility, which made him lose his mind and even have the urge to destroy everything.

Draco.Malfoy is in love with Harry.Porter!Yes, for the past week he left late and returned early every day...

click -

A crack appeared in the glass jar that had been filled with toad eggs.

Snape's expression returned to normal, how could he tell Lucius that his son was in love with Potter... Lucius would go crazy.And he himself, I'm afraid he has gone crazy.Potter, Potter, Potter again!Reminiscent of Draco's application for the single dormitory of the chairman of the male student union the day before, and it has already been passed.Dorm...single...Potter...Animagus...and that kiss that wasn't a kiss...nerve endings...

The expression of the youngest potions master in this century finally distorted completely.

If Draco knew what Snape was thinking right now, he would have rushed forward and kissed that man's lips fiercely without hesitation, even if he would be torn apart, shattered to pieces, even Avada Kedavra.It's a pity that he didn't know that at this moment, he was pushing open the door of his bedroom with the potion that the man prepared for Potter, and his expression was not very good.

The potion that Severus prepared for Potter was specially formulated for Potter with warmth.The previous confusion turned into deep jealousy.lily.Son of Evans!While he was contemplating whether to crush the potion in his hand first, the snake on the couch began to spin and quickly turned into Potter.

"Potter, are you an idiot? If the person who comes in is a counterfeit, you will see the Dark Lord himself immediately." Draco scolded mercilessly, and then threw the potion bottle to the other side with a smirk The boy said, "Once a day, one drop at a time, for external use."

"Oh thank you," Harry caught it, scratching his hair in embarrassment, "Well... I saw the defensive spell at the door, if it wasn't for you, you shouldn't be able to get in... Uh... what is this , Potion?"

Draco glanced at him with a hint of admiration he hadn't noticed himself.

"Drops in the eyes can relieve discomfort. After all, contact lenses cannot be removed until the purpose is achieved or exposed."

"Thank you," Harry said gratefully.He pulled the plug and dripped the medicine into his eyes without hesitation, one drop on each side.

"Aren't you afraid of being poison, Potter, doesn't the word 'caution' exist in your dictionary?" Draco said sarcastically.

"I believe you." Harry smiled at Draco, then put the stopper back on, and carefully put the vial into the sheepskin pocket around his neck, along with his wand.

That smile was particularly harsh on Draco's eyes, even though they were brown.Slytherin would never have such a bright and emotional smile. He couldn't help but wonder, was that man captured by such a smile in the first place?If the eyes were as emerald green as jewels again...

"Draco?"

Draco was instantly awakened from his imagination, and sadly found himself staring intently at Potter's face...

"Change back to Potter! Or put on your invisibility cloak, I'm not used to having outsiders in the room." Draco said sternly, then took off his shoes and lay down under the covers.It was less than an hour before dawn.