19 years later

The snow hadn't stopped when we left the store.Draco stretched out his hand, feeling that his fingertips were wrapped in fine icy cold, and then opened the umbrella in his hand. Patrick nudged at his feet before leading the way into the snowy sky.

Snow eliminated many sounds that were particularly important to him.He couldn't receive the light reflected by the vast white snow, and he didn't even know whether the umbrella in his hand completely covered him.

Even so, he still came to the coffee shop as before. It is not easy to change the step-by-step life trajectory of more than ten years.

It's like he's used to a cappuccino that's too sweet for him.

Forgot it was a trip to Hogsmeade in several grades, he just happened to catch Harry ordering a cappuccino.

"Yo, Potter," the sarcasm has become a habit, without even thinking about it, "I didn't expect your taste to be as bad as your hair looks. I like this kind of sweet and greasy coffee that girls like."

Harry glared at him angrily, but couldn't say anything in return.

He felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction, and then said slowly: "People like me who know how to drink coffee know that only Mocha is the first choice for noble people."

Then Harry charged at him, nearly fighting.

It was also a snowy day at that time, but the snow never entered my heart at that time.

Patrick's pace was quicker than usual, probably because the snow flakes made him miss the warmth of the interior.Draco felt a staggering feeling in his heart as he stepped on the hard brick floor and then on the soft snow layer.

It's just that after going this way for more than ten years, even if the environment is not conducive to action, it will not be a serious problem.He followed Patrick all the way back to his apartment.

The warmth from inside the door swept through his body, Patrick called out cheerfully a few times, and ran away after Draco groped to undo the collar for it.Draco took off his coat and sat down on the sofa.

The everlasting darkness in front of him has long been used to, but this kind of life with nothing to do has been trying to change for more than ten years but has been unable to do so.

Although Malfoy's remaining family property was enough to allow him to live until he died, but after adapting to the days of nervous tension and high vigilance in the war, he suddenly relaxed and could only think wildly.In the first days after the war, I woke up from different nightmares every night. In the dream, the body that fell under the spell remained unchanged. Several times, the face of the body was Harry Potter.He woke up suddenly, but when he opened his eyes, he still couldn't see through the darkness, reflecting the lingering fear and despair.When I turned my head, I couldn't see the person who was thinking about it day and night, and when I reached out to touch it, there was only a piece of ice cold.

The days of being extremely oppressed by war and blindness, but there is still a trace of unwillingness and hope in my heart, so I survived.

Life started to get back on track, he raised his first guide dog, Austin, and tried to find something to do again.It's just that it's hard to find a job for a blind person. As a noble wizard, he can't do anything at first, and his physical condition is getting worse and worse. In the end, he was stranded and wasted his days.

After so many years, even Austin is dead, he still can only find some proper entertainment, or just sit in the house in a daze.

Being in a daze can only be cranky thinking, the more I think about it, the more lonely I feel.It's not that he didn't have a glimmer of hope that Harry would be by his side, but he was stifled by himself.If it was better for Harry, he would rather be alone.

In Azkaban during the war, the last time he saw his father, he knelt in front of his father, looking firmly at his father's pale and haggard face.

"I must help him. He needs me."

"You will die."

"But he will win."

"...why throw everything away?"

"...because I love him."

I don't know when the love was born, but when I found it, it was deeply rooted in my heart and could not be removed.

Looking back, I saw the figure of that person in my memory in the years since we met.

Ridiculous provocation also unknowingly became a means of attracting his attention.

Harry Potter.

This was probably the most unexpected thing in his life, which completely changed the trajectory of his life.

So when Harry said "I need you" to him, he chose not to look back.

Those conditions for bailing friends are just a cover to cover up their own intentions.

In the brief contact during those joints, he used the taunt as his shield, lest Harry go over his heart.

But he was alarmed to find that Harry was getting closer and closer to him.

I still remember that bright afternoon in Malfoy Manor, Harry smiled to himself and said, "I suddenly found that you are also very cute".His heart was beating uncontrollably, as if burned by the sun, and he concealed his duplicity and refused to answer Harry's question.Then Harry talked about how he changed his opinion of him, he listened pretending not to care, his heart was already churning, he didn't know whether to be happy or suppress this thought.

Later, he pretended to be asleep, and suddenly heard Harry say softly: "You are alive, and that is my salvation."

So he is still alive.No matter what goes through.

But what he didn't expect was that Harry would reveal all his hidden thoughts.

"You're entitled. I like you, Draco. Between the Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix, live," said Harry, green eyes glowing in the night.

He almost fled away, his mind in a mess.

He should have been ecstatic, but he didn't. He kept avoiding his own thoughts, just out of consideration for the war. He was a spy, and no one knew whether he would live to the end of the war.

But he still couldn't help it.

The last meeting before the final battle, everything will be over, he will be far away from Harry, and there will be no reason to be together.

He had meant to end it like this, but he heard Harry say "Don't get hurt" to him, his voice trembling.

My heart trembled, and I couldn't hide the slightest love anymore.

If it's all over and he's still alive, let's be together, that's great.

I just didn't expect that everything was over, but it was really over, including his relationship with him.

The knock on the door pulled Draco out of his thoughts.He got up, and heard Patrick come out from the side, guarding beside him.He went to open the door, and the cold wind poured in from the outside.

"Hello?" he asked tentatively. Patrick circled around his feet and yelped.

The other side was silent for a while, Draco was puzzled, and suddenly his hands were grabbed and he threw himself into a warm embrace.

Draco froze the moment he jumped in.Even though 19 years have passed, this breath is still unforgettable.

The man hugged him, buried his face on his shoulders, and wrapped his hands around his back forcefully, as if trying to crush him.After a while, he said hoarsely: "Your eyes, what's wrong with your eyes."

The voice that has been haunting his mind for more than ten years resounded in his ears, and Draco's eyes turned red.

"...was cut by Shenfeng Wuying."

During the decisive battle, the scene was chaotic, and it was unknown who cast the spell. It hit him in the eye, and he felt a surge of pain. He couldn't even think about it, and his body fell straight down.

Then he felt himself being dragged away from the battle, and the man leaned over to speak to him, and he recognized Mira's voice, a Death Eater.She has always been in love with Draco, even knowing that Draco is a spy, she still chooses to save his life.Draco learned from her that he was a blessing in disguise, and a moment after he fell down, a death curse flew towards his original seat.

Draco stretched out his hand and hugged the person in his arms slowly, feeling the person's body trembling constantly, and a wet feeling came from his shoulders.

It was still found by him.What kind of feeling should I have, and how should I go on, continue to leave, or just stay together.

Patrick kept barking, and Draco nudged it with his foot for silence.Then he half-hugged and half-walked through the door with Harry, which was closed to keep out the bitter cold wind.

"...I saw you in the coffee shop," Harry said with tears in his voice, "I knew something was wrong with you at the first glance, you couldn't see... I have been following you, and I have followed you here... I I feel that I deserve it, I deserve it, I deserve it after looking for you for so many years, even if I look for you for more than ten years, it will not be enough to make up for the harm you have suffered..."

Draco sighed in his heart, and said as gently as possible: "I'm used to it, it's nothing."

After a moment, Harry let go of him, took his hand and carefully led him to sit on the sofa.

Draco was a little dumbfounded, this was his home after all, he was already familiar with the road, so there was no need to be so careful.

There was silence again, and Draco felt Harry watching him.

"...So that's what you look like when you're old," he heard Harry say.

"I'm not old yet." He retorted, suppressing the desire to quarrel, after all, he was still in his thirties.

Harry laughed.

Draco's heart warmed.I haven't felt such warmth for a long time.

"Why are you wearing so little, your hands are red." Harry pulled his hand into his arms, but his movements froze, and an unbelievable voice sounded: "You...your body?!"

The warmth in my heart dissipated immediately, and the previously shaken idea of ​​being together was shattered.

Draco withdrew his hand and said flatly, "It's nothing, it's just freezing."

Harry said angrily: "I should have noticed that your face is much paler than before, what happened to your body?"

"...Before the Zhongshenfeng Shadowless Curse, I got the Blood Curse."

The blood curse can be called a curse. The body of the person under the curse becomes weaker and weaker year by year, and loses the life span of a normal person.

Harry was silent for a long time, and after a long time he said bitterly, "Is this why you left me?"

Draco didn't answer, just bowed his head in silence.

"So you're still an asshole...why did you decide this unilaterally?" Harry's voice sounded again, tinged with anger.

"I can't grow old with you, I don't want to die in front of you. You can get married and live your normal life, forget about me, and someone will grow old with you."

"If it was that easy to forget about you, I'd still be here? I tried to get married, but I couldn't last a day with anyone else, I just wanted to be with you, Malfoy!" Harry roared.

Draco froze for a moment: "Are you married?"

"Divorced again," Harry said, stepping forward and squeezing his hand hard, "Listen, selfish and bastard Malfoy, now that I've found you, I'm not letting you go, put all that shit Forget, I have missed your life for more than ten years, and I just want to stay with you from now on, one more day is one day, I don't care who dies first!"

Draco was stunned, although he couldn't see it, but Harry's angry green eyes had already appeared in his mind.It seemed that he had gone back to the past, but the person opposite was still irritable and irritable.He couldn't help smiling.

After a while, Harry seemed to calm down, and he didn't exert any force on his hand but refused to let go.

"There is not a day that I don't feel guilty, and I don't think about you. I thought I owed you enough, but today I realize that you have been hurt far more than I thought... I'm sorry, Draco." Harry explain.

Draco was silent for a while, then made up his mind, and replied: "...If you decide to be with me, there is no need to say sorry, everything is my own will."

Harry seemed to be stunned, and then happily said: "You agreed?"

Then without waiting for his confirmation, he said it himself: "Let's go to St. Mungo's first to see if there is any way to undo your spell and cure your blindness. If not, we will travel around the world and find a way while playing." Zhi. You will be well, and of course we must go to the coffin together!"

Draco said helplessly after hearing this: "Yes."

"...Draco." Harry restrained his joy and said seriously, "Every day from now on, you must let me see you, okay?"

"...Okay." He replied, more gentle than ever.

"I redeemed the entire wizarding world, only to realize, Draco, you are my salvation alone."

Harry leaned closer, stared at Draco's handsome features, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and placed a tender kiss on his lips.The kiss was deepened by Draco, and it was full of tenderness.

The snow in Zurich did not know when it was gone, the sun rushed out from the gaps in the clouds, and the snow reflected dazzling light everywhere, melting in the warm and wanton heart.

After 19 years, I finally found you.

Your life is my salvation.

The author has something to say: the main text is over! In fact, the last two chapters have been completely rewritten without the outline.Maybe someone would want to shoot me if I wrote Draco blindly, but I will tell you secretly that I wrote Draco to death in the outline... Finally, the stepmother turned around and heed, and patted it lightly.

At the beginning of this chapter, I was a little abused by myself.I hope you are not abused.

Here I used Draco's perspective to recall the previous chapters of De Ha's clips. Dear friends, you can go back and re-read those memories, and you will have a new experience~

Patrick: Patrick, meaning noble in Latin.

The blood curse was invented by me.

I don't mean black cappuccino, just to match Xiaode's personality, cappuccino party pat.The umbrella and coffee mentioned at the beginning correspond to the previous chapter. In the previous chapter, the two ordered each other's favorite flavors.

Finally, let me say weakly, I think the ending of this article is not chic enough, decisive and meaningful, and it feels a bit unfinished? ? ?I was very excited to write it at the beginning, but I didn’t have any inspiration at the end qaq

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