harleyscars Chapter 181 Now us?
Chapter 181 Now us?
Draco woke up again and saw only the sparkling water.
I blinked several times before I slowly adjusted to the bright scenery in front of me.
Then, there was the shivering cold that penetrated into the body.
Although the sunshine is strong, its warmth is limited to the water surface.
The body trembled continuously while soaking in the dark lake water.
In the freezing cold, I felt a warm hand hugging me tightly.
Following the figure, Harry's black hair was dripping with water.
Looking forward with a determined look, swimming hard,
He would look back from time to time to make sure he was awake.
"It's very cold, isn't it? Just bear with it a little longer, and you'll be fine once you reach the shore."
Harry found that the first words Draco said when he woke up were his caring consolation.
This instantly made Draco feel warm inside.
She also noticed that Harry's teeth chattered as he spoke and that he seemed to be shivering with cold.
Soon, Draco's feet were splashing in the water, trying to speed back to the lake with Harry.
Harry suddenly slowed down his sliding movements and moved his face closer to him.
Before Draco could react, he passionately kissed her deeply on the cheek.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been so full of myself."
It looked like he was still apologizing for what happened in the library.
But Draco heard nothing.
I only remember a pair of green eyes suddenly appearing before my eyes.
Then, I felt wet lips on my cheek, followed by hot breath.
After that, there was only a blank in my mind and the sound of plop, plop.
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When I came to my senses, I found that Harry was beside me.
The little girl, who was less than ten years old, blushed and looked at him somewhat at a loss.
Then I heard a burst of noisy noise coming from the shore.
And Ludo Bagman used his booming voice.
"Look! Our youngest fighters and the most anticipated duo are back!"
“I’m sure everyone still remembers their wonderful performance at the dance!”
"I hope that when they get ashore, they will bring us more—"
Draco frowned at Bagman's noisy voice and felt a little warm from his cheeks to the back of his neck.
The sound of the heartbeat no longer fills my ears.
But I can still clearly feel the impact of the rhythm in my chest.
Harry's face suddenly turned red and he hurriedly explained beside Draco.
Probably thought she frowned because of Harry's sudden kiss.
"I was so excited... But, when I was at the bottom of the lake, I really thought..."
"So, you rescued her too?"
Draco interrupted Harry's monologue before he could finish.
I try to make my voice sound ordinary, but I know that
I did this to avoid feeling embarrassed by his overly straightforward words.
"Uh yeah, I took the content of that song seriously."
"Now that I think about it, it's pretty idiotic. There's no way Dumbledore would let you drown."
Harry felt helpless. While cursing himself in his heart, he was also a little excited.
Draco didn't care about what he just did.
"Let's swim with her. She doesn't look like she can swim very well."
Draco continued speaking calmly.
Harry nodded blankly, obviously confused about what he was thinking.
Seeing Harry about to start kicking again, he pulled him back.
Mimicking what Harry had done not long ago, she pecked him lightly on the cheek.
They were looking at each other so closely that they didn't notice that the little girl had covered her eyes with her hands.
The originally icy lake water seemed to be cast a spell in an instant, and the two of them felt warm all over.
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Worried about the little girl, the two decided to swim to the nearest shore.
I realized that I had landed in front of the beech tree beside the Black Lake.
Although the auditorium was close at hand and the noise was clearly audible,
But it's still about ten minutes' walk away.
The little girl thanked the two of them hastily, then ran off to Beauxbatons' refueling area.
Draco and Harry smiled at each other, wondering if she might be Fleur's sister.
Standing by the lake, wet, he forgot to go to Madam Pomfrey to get a blanket.
Finally I could hear what the noise in the audience was all about.
Draco Malfoy is the person Harry Potter cares about most.
It seems that this is a secret that can no longer be concealed.
Especially since Ludo Bagman was shouting at the top of his voice about how perfect a match Harry and Draco were.
He also said some bullshit like "Harry should be given full marks just for making the picture perfect."
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"What's wrong with this guy?"
Draco frowned again. Harry shrugged.
"I don't know. He seems to really want me to win the championship."
The word champion seemed to trigger a switch.
Draco, who was already feeling hot all over, felt as if his body was burning up.
She gently pulled at the hem of Harry's still dripping robe and spoke tenderly.
"I hope so too."
Harry felt his heart move, his breathing became heavier, and his mouth became dry.
He swallowed and spoke with some stammering.
"So... would you like to... not necessarily win the championship?"
The snow on the beech branches fell gently because of a breeze.
A few snowflakes fell on Draco's shoulders and blended into the ends of her long golden hair.
"Anyway, everyone knows it, right?"
“The one I care about most.”
Draco spoke softly.
If the wind had been stronger, Harry might not have been able to hear a word.
Both of them thought they could hear each other's heartbeat.
Harry raised his shaking hands and gently placed them against Draco's hair.
“Is this…okay…?”
He asked tentatively, taking a few steps forward.
Draco neither nodded nor shook his head, and his hands quietly came in front of Harry's eyes.
As if holding fine porcelain, he took off Harry's glasses carefully.
"Is this okay?"
Harry asked softly again.
When Draco nodded slightly, he kissed Draco's forehead tenderly.
"how about this?"
Draco felt Harry's left hand on his shoulder and closed his eyes nervously.
I felt the breath coming out of his mouth, slowly moving from his forehead to the bottom of his face.
With the utmost pity, it slid across the eyebrows, caressed the eyelids, and imprinted on the cheeks.
Then, Draco opened his eyes delicately and found that the boy in front of him was too close to focus.
The mark of the chosen boy can be clearly felt on his forehead.
The lake was sparkling and the snow was reflecting the sunlight.
Harry whispered, the hot air from his mouth gradually intertwining with the white mist he exhaled.
The distance is so close that every word spoken enters my heart as soon as it comes out of my mouth.
"May I?"
Before I could respond, my consciousness seemed to return to the state before I woke up.
In the darkness, there was only Harry's tenderness and a bit of greed between his lips.
Shy and helpless, she clutched the front of Harry's robes in fear.
Trembling, she allowed the wetness and heat from his lips to invade her.
At some point, Harry's glasses had fallen into the snow.
It was not until he reluctantly let go of me that I realized I had unconsciously forgotten to breathe.
"Draco, now...we..."
"Don't... don't say it..."
As I nodded in the temperature that could almost melt snow, I could hear myself moaning softly.