《（HP同人）Take into the Air（英文版）》 正文 分卷阅读1 （HP同人）Take into the Air（英文版） 作者:GuardianMira 分卷阅读1 &he air (y iet breath) guardianira suary：dra is dyg of hanahaki disease serves hi right, harry thks he’s beeh year, if the ruor ill has it right, but ohe war is over does dra t too sick to hide it anyore they’ve all returo hogwarts as the firstever css of eighth years, harry and ost of the people he grew up with—the ones who survived and the ones who uld face g bayway his circle is rly tad tegrated sealessly with the rest of the student body how, though, the whispers don’t reach harry’s ears it’s not until he sees dra ugh the lily petals out of his ngs and onto his breakfast that it even ours to hi that thg ight be wrong with the git “is itkd of a curse?” harry asks easily dra prily dabs away the blood at the rner of his lips with a handkerchief—ebroidered with his itials, harry knos the petals off the table bef up his fork as if nothg at all had happened &hers are starg at dra, like harry is, but ostly people avert their eyes with expressi fro pity to disgt ron swallows hard around his outhful of eggs, lookg about as ed as harry feels “it’s bl, is what it is” harry’s face t betray his shock, be fshes “what? y u’shad the sa thg,” he ubles “we saw her at the hospital, and she looked…” he shudders a bit “gavenightares for weeks” “it’s not a curse,” says herio’s a disease” “oh,” harry says “i s’pose ada pofrey will put hi right, then” rorade angful looks harry waits it out, all too atod to their silent exow, until herioh: “there’s no cure” “no cure?” he says “, what, he voits flowers for the rest of his life?” “yes, harry,” says herioively as if she were defg a bob “but he won’t live very ur hanahaki disease is fatal” & word, fatal, as if at a great dista possible dra alfoy survived a war only to die of disease? it seesfarfetchedpedestrian harry is ly , out of nowhere “that’s ridiculo,” he bsters, “that doesn’t ake sense, how there not be a cure—” “there is a cure, rt of,” ros “he’s sick becae he loves o love hi back if he ts loved back, he ts better” ron g herione, and his face goes fro ebarrasshg else, thg harry does seeg,he looks down at his ue of food how he doesn’t thk he’ll be fishg it “it’s ite sad, isn’t it,” herione says “no, it’s not,” harry snaps “this is his own bloody fault if he wasn’t such a self tered, bigoted prat, aybe ohan his u would love hi” even ron looks shocked the ryffdors, abtely failg to prete eavesdroppg, shift utely away frrabs a bread roll fro a basketthe iddle of the table a vicioly, cheg like his roo an iproptu idditch dis a send ter, and neville jups —as if a redheaded one had kider the table—and , half the table is overtaken by a rog debate about who’llthe world cup harry is an isnd of furio silehe iddle of it all no one is fool enough to try and talk tives hi ohose jured looks of hers, the rt that doesn’t say you hurtbut rather seeg you hurt hurts , which grates ht now, becae harry is perfectly fe, ahkg he’s hurt is worse than actually beg hurt his hful of dry bread is pafully hard to swallow he looks up, through the gap beeen ron and herione’s shoulders dra chatters at his hoeates, sticutg passionately as he delivers a punchle, probably at one else’s expe’s bess as ual except that everyofteo s and turn ag and sputterg as his outh fills with petalswhite even across the roo it alost hurts harry’s eyes to look at the they fall to dra’s p like shards ss dyg of love? he thks he’s hgpathetic; leave it to alfoy to escate a crh to sug heights of draa he thks, al, of what dubledore had always said about love beg the ic of all he keeps fettg—or perhaps jt doesn’t wahat this particur agi be destructive, too ost of all, though, harry thks: who is it? you’d thk harry’s the one who’s sick, the le are avoidg hi like he’s d eve will pass the syptos on “it’s sixth year all a,” herione chides hi “y” “i’ not obsessed,” he says, defe terested, that’s all i’ve his do les t it?” “no,” says herione, “aher do sibs ued love ahaki disease, but it’s agic that akes the syptos ahey do but listen, harry, please,” she adds she u, whiual, beever passes o knowled, especially when harry’s actually askg her for it “y alfoy ar over the arauder’s ap wheendg to do hog ohers—don’t looksurprised, yood at beg sneaky, harry, i don’t know why you thk you are there’s nothg you do for alfoy, and sce we’ve been givei seo do our s, we should really fo—” “who says i want to do anythg for alfoy?” harry asks, sed htl≈ot;第2节/a/div请大家记住网站新地址 分卷阅读1 恋耽美 正文 分卷阅读2 （HP同人）Take into the Air（英文版） 作者:GuardianMira 分卷阅读2 pahose girls who hardly ever see to look any older her sleek bck hair is cuta bob, the way she’s alith a green headbah lips are vereda light pk gloss, which akes her look even younr, but she’s grown to her snub nose a red hiuch of a pug a pretty &y enough for dra? he wohehought pansy’s drathird and fourth year had been o the student body; even if she’d grown out of it, there ouldn’t give dra a ce if he’d asked “well?” she says, shuttg the door behd her he has he wao say to her “thank you for ys, awkwardly “you already said that,” she reds hi he t look baffled, becae she adds, “i got your note” harry fshes, suddenly feelg very sall ay “right, well, er,” he says, “i wao saypern that i appreciated it and that i don’t…b you” &, either he hasn’t thought uch about paher waya long ti, but he doesn’t hold it agast her that she’d wao live “i wouldn’t care if you did,” she rs hi “that’s not why i wrote you” “then why?” “oer,” she says “the wizardg world is sall, and yog to be os fen if you doer of agie day ant to be your eosses her head a little, flickg a stray strand of hair off her cheek “that doesn’t an i want to be your frieerested but urteo aces, that’s the sweet spree” “sure,” harry says, e of his depth “right gd that’s rted, then” she nods once, sharply, ahe door “i’ rry about alfoy,” he saysa rh, before she it her hahe knob “doo t better,” she says,a to dares hi to ntradict her harry bites the side of his cheek “do you have any idea who…?” “yes” she’s still facg the door “well, who is it?” harry asks, ipatient and droppg all prete “that’s none of your bess” “but—if it’s one i know, aybe i help brg the t” harry crs to hear hiself is he to py atchaker for dra alfoy? the thought rt of akes hi want to throw up “no,” pansy says “why not?” “don’t you t it?” she shrills, whirlg on hi with her sall, jeweled fists ched “you he i’s beloved” “what? why?” harry stars “it doesn’t do anyone any good,” she says, furioly “you ’t ake yourself love o eveheir life knog would ohe beloved suffer ai fds out, havg nfiration that their feelgs areurheir ndition worse” “if he’s sick,” harry argues, “the he already k—” “it’s the reje, you dolt reje akes death e faster” harry’s hao ch to fists, iisy’s posture, but he shoves the to his pockets stead as a careless slouch “s’pose that akes sense,” he ubles “rry, okay? i’ n to ake hi sicker i wouldhe pern i jt—” “for oer,” pansy says, “d your own bess” that weekend, harry truds to the library, expeot to er for the yeight hh he’d to her face—that’s jt askg for a lecture— herio wrong about hi fallg behd on his studies hree separate papers due early week, and beeen d his ongog da lesns, opur than ever, his howork done now or not at all he rouhe table he ually shares with ron and herione, aracks dra is leaable, scribblg thg on a piece of paroddg along while his panion rattles off what uhe paiohan herione she sees hi before he walk away dra follows the le ht triaces a flicker of his eyeshes and then his gaze drops as he shakes out his part to dry it there are suds of k on his pale, spdly hands harry is ough to ake out the delicate rids of his khe be of the veshis wrists & been this close to draweeks o ca out that dra was dyg, he’d sped fightg ed aowledgg hi altother no ore na callgthe hallways; apotions at ohey crossed paths oo the great hall; and abtely fights this should have beehere is thg arg about this docile, faded version of dra that leaves harry feelg unba his foot dowg ohe stairly to fd he’d reached thewithout noticg is this really how a sevenyear rivalry ends? a fizzlg out, and dra noddg urteoly and sayg, “potter,” with ion whatever as he sweeps past harry on his way out of the library? dra is gone before harry anas to t his jaw off the floor he rounds on herione “when did you ake friends with hi?” he asks, tryg and failg to und offhand about it she rolls her eyes “we’re hardly friends, harry, but we’re civil our first week back at hogwarts, he even apola udblood tis we trade arithanotes” harry ss his bag on the chair across fro hers, but doesn’t sit “what did he want?” 如果你喜欢本站,请记住我们的网站地址《就要耽美》 htl≈ot;第2节/a/div请大家记住网站新地址 分卷阅读2 恋耽美 正文 分卷阅读3 （HP同人）Take into the Air（英文版） 作者:GuardianMira 分卷阅读3 “he’s researahaki disease he’s dohe basic readg but now he’s expandg his search, lookg to other cases of physical deterioratioo a wizard’s own agi hi, ao know if i’d read anythg worth his ti i ested a few titles” &o but her eyes watch harry shrewdly “is he lookg for a cure?” he asks he takes his ti ruagg through his bag, pullg outpard a ill and his s aandg there fiddlg with the straps like a it & say , but i thk he t be,” she says well, that’s thg; at least the git’s not jt gog to roll over and die “right anyway,” harry says, “i fot thg watch y thgs, will you?” & entirely know what he’s dog as he leaves heriohere he clears the library’s doors and fds hiself breakg to a run as ohe halls, ra the route to the dunons, skiddg around a rner— & llides with dra, who leans agast the wall with his back to harry, a spray of lily petals at his feet and his hahroat as he edly pants for breath “er,” harry says “alright there, alfoy?” &er,” dra says tonelessly, wipg pktd spittle off his lips retentio onograd haryg to keep his faed away fro harry’s “why, er, why are you bleedg, are flowers—” harry starts dra snorts and shoots hi that disdaful look harry knows all too well, ahe failiar hatred rearg uphis chest “potter,” he says, h harry’s oon without even havg thten up “there are lilies bloog side y s ed arou alg side y ribd brokehroat and seedsy bloodstrea i taste the petals every ti i swallow the st followsto y dreas pared to that, is a little bit of ternal bleedg reallyshockg?” harry tears his gaze away fro dra’s lips, which are dry and crad looks at his eyes, which are worse, haunted aotal betrayal of his tone “the only shockg thg about this is that you’re capable of lovg ahan yourself,” harry says, ore str dra flches, but he revers fast he puffs up, ready with a retort harry alost predict wordforword; they lock eyes, grg, feedg oher’s fury it flows bad forth beeehg one of harry’s hands his curls to a s sends a riff of triuph through harry dra will say thg awful, and harry will shout at hi, and all will be rightthe world & thg ss dra he sags back agast the wall before the tension b eye ntact a helpless little ugh escapes his lips, followed by a strea of the harry ts to see up close how dra’s chest heaves, ao draw breath as his he lilies—tis oals, like shreds of white silk, aire flower heads, the ft ftstheir ters ftterg dra gags arou he ’t s ughg, either, and harry sees his silver grey eyes well up with paed tears before he shuts the and turns aanic hits harry, suddenly; for all he kno dead any send harry grabs on to hi, supp hi with a hand on his shoulder and ahe nape of his ned dra shudders and gasps after far too long, the fl; he ughs a few ore tis, rayg drops of blood as on as he’s able, he shakes harry hly “if you’ll exce ,” he snaps, “i’d like to spend y fal days dog thg ore pleasant than ttg anhandled by a y gryffdor brute” “prat,” harry says, autoatid then he fishes processg the words “days?” & know but i haven’t got long,” dra says “what’s wro got sick of pyg savi that ty bra of yours for a way to be the hero oi?” “far fro it this is the best thg that’s happe hogwartsyears,” harry says, which of urse is absurd, he flew through fieo save this boy, of urse he doesn’t want hi dead—aill gog “if i k was, i’d shake their hand” dra siles, then, but it’s an awful sile; it looks like it hurts ore than the ughg did harry opens his outh to apologize, to take it back—he’s fally gooo far, has dra says, “not even you have everythg you want,” and ithout a bace harry stares at his back as he disappears around a rner and wonders hoens with dra, everythg went out of his ntrolfast dra skips d eveng harry’s eyes s the slyther table over and for hi, but halfway through dner he has it’s o of pansy, spoong sad oe and seeg no ore unhappy than ual, that sets hi at ease herione nuds hi “lookg for one?” she asks, brows raised he shakes his head and drops his eyes to his pte he ’t exactly tell her that, after seeg dra hack his sides out while harry stood there elessly, the sight of dra still breathg would have been a relief “well,” says herione, “if y for one, i’d advise you to check the hospital g” harry looks around at her, aazed, but she’s engrossedashe’s propped ope where her pte should be; the pte isher p ron’s t with sea ai htl≈ot;第2节/a/div请大家记住网站新地址 分卷阅读3 恋耽美 正文 分卷阅读4 （HP同人）Take into the Air（英文版） 作者:GuardianMira 分卷阅读4 healer ross clears his throat “lete a full diagnostid i’ afraid the procedure is out of the estion” dra flches harry gres at the back of the healer’s head the an uld stand to work on his bedside anner,harry’s opion no call for that kd of b of a dyg boy, really as if thkg along the sa les, healer donovan tervenes “out of the estioirely rrect phrasg, ada,” he says “if your he procedure, it would be our duty to abide by his wishes that beg said, i would ” rs alfoy’s stare is as arrestg as a lid wall of ice dra’s eyes are downcast these healers are talkg about hi as if he’s here, and he sees checked out, though harry is certa he’s pickg up every word “and rall stepsthe sterhe ore pronue but ada pofrey shakes her head berly &reated a case of hanahaki, and i ’t pretend i know all the details of what those test results dicate,” she says, “but eve atteptg the procedure would put r alfoy’s life at risk” “the proposed treatnt is a braal procedure that would vically reovg the disease,” says healer ross, at a clipped pace “this ans, d you, that we would extract the flowers, roots, adog , we would al reove the eotiohe disease that is, your n’s feelgs for his beloved would be gone” “that e, yes,” says rs alfoy woodenly, “otherwise, i ly assu, his syptos would return” “yes,” says healer donovan “for patients pg with a his route ight be ore viable and ight pose less risk that is h dra whes of the floly ehe feelgs of affe are a foundational part of the victi’s beg—to rip the away would be disastro the body lpses uch like a tree would if you hacked away at its trunk” “speak ply,” says rs alfoy, olly “your uded breakthrough treatnt only works os who jt got sick?” healer donovan, to his credit, is not wed &, but a stg love is uch trickier to extra, say, an fatuatiardless of how fast the disease itself as or how ickly the syptos advaas your n has probably loved the dividualestioi” he addresses dra at st “hohen—?” “eleven,” dra utters “ah,” says the healer “that exps it childhood affes which blos to true love are the ost difficult to shake what you love as a child decides who you are,a, i would say” “but your syptos didn’t start until you were sixteehan o,” rs alfoy protests &’s when i realized we’d here e,” he says “there ot when not eve desions uld have adebelieve we’d—it doesn’t atter” rs alfoy opeue, but dra sgs his legs over the side of the bed his throat works as if he’s tryg to hold back a ugh, but it escapes hia puff of air aals before he bends down and grabs for a sall b o beside the bed when the flood subsides, the b is h lilies dra rests his forehead oakesa rattlg breath his voi he speaks, is hoarse &g our ti,” he says ietly, lookg at hey’ve said they ’t do it” “i suppose you’re pleased,” rs alfoy says, with a ixture of anr and worry that akes her und startlgly like rs weasley “y for a rean to say no” “i don’t want to talk about it anyore” dra scrubs his sleeve over his outh the r off hi, harry realizes, ao his feet he tilts a little as if he ight fall over any ont still, he lifts his poty d straightens up his bony fra a of the roo with as uch grace as he a while a ardeo his nards harry,his dark rive safety of the cl dra alfoy —the stupid, sliy bully who a go uhe one who’d been both snape’s and ubrid’s pet; the one who’d go a dark ark spped on his ar—islove hat dra alfoy is love advanced dical agic the wizardg world has to offer ythg about it dra alfoy is love his body would shut dow love was taken fro hi dra alfoy’s love for this ysterio dividual is foundational to who he is harry’s head sps his akes a unless dra islove withdeath eater locked upazkaban right sends such a wave through harry that he t have ade a und, becae prall looks —he would’ve swryffdrave—straight at hi harry holds his breath, but he is suddea as he’d ever been about anythg that she khere but she says nothg, and after a few our the breath he’d been holdg—ftly—and starts shufflg to the door, not h his r “ntlen,” agall tells the healers “thank y the journey, audent although, i t nfess, ynosis leavesheavy hearted” “hanahaki is a plex affli,” says healer ross “there is still uot uell , is there he boy’s beloved returns his feelgs?” obvioly not, harry thks, already halfway through the door otherwise he wou htl≈ot;第2节/a/div请大家记住网站新地址 分卷阅读4 恋耽美 正文 分卷阅读5 （HP同人）Take into the Air（英文版） 作者:GuardianMira 分卷阅读5 “you uld at least e a hover char—” “i’ aware of that, and i will e a d only if i need one whi’t” harry trails aloyhanded, as dra akes a peril, down o flights of steps to the dunons he epty ear the oake potions, kicks it open, and fally sets the s down & of breath and tryg, very poorly, to hide it “you’re…still here…potter?” dra says, feigng surprise while tryg visibly not to gasp for air he’s fshed, and there’s a light shee on his forehead; his toor lr is askew, slidg alost all the way off one shoulder, and harry ake out the tip of the sectepra scar peekg out over theof his shirt he hates the sight of it, but it reds hi not to lose his teper ahg’s d still…desperate for y attention…are you?” &i’t even be angry, harry thks &oldy hanahaki,” says harry, “that y for a cure” “there is no cure,” dra says “i’ not log to ake one” “how?” harry asks “i’ w on that” “ah” harry scuffs the toe of his shoe agast the stone floor “bet it would go faster if you had oo help yh those s” “are y?” dra says, like he fully expeswer to be no, but harry nods “why would you do that?” he appears nuely baffled, b on spicio “er, well,” says harry, “i’ worried about your u” & pnned on sayg that it’s barely true “exce ?” says dra, ftly “you heard what i said at her trial,” says harry, decidg to stick with his story “i would’ve died if not for her she defied voldeort for you it would be beyond unfair for her to lose you his” dra’s expression is bnk, his lips pressed th, his eyes even and unblkg as they look at harry it’s the way he looks wheg or deepthought, a to betray his eotions “if y to stay,” dra says at st, “you’ll o follow y strus carefully,we don’t iss anythg iportant” “you’ve been waitg all your life to bossarou you?” harry says cheerfully, and dra alost siles &h dra is not at all like studyg with his friends dra has herioaa and unassaible fo it es to long h, but he likes to talkfa’t help hiself that first afternoon tother, dra anas to ata a chilly silence for all of ten utes before he starts chatterg &alks about…a lot of thgs aly, he likes to e harry as a undg board for his ideas, all the theories he’s tryg thhis head before he puts the to paper dra still igrates all over the castle to work, but resent they spei holed up side ai wahe grounds there is o by the ke— under a bowed tree with bra fan out expag a shadow over shore ahe wide bri of a hat—which harry starts to thk of as “theirs” distressgly enough, harry al bees dra’s b assistao expert ohg be cured otioells harry firly “you jt have tht one” and by “fd” he a” &ch of bezoars on hand—“there are dozens here, how did you taer oney is always the aakes ions “er,” harry asks once, early on, “do sghorn or pofrey khis?” “of urse not they’d s ,” dra says, and chugs a li green n that does not rid hi of the flowers but leaves hi pukg elsehis stoach for the few hours he bezoar stays down; his body stas a fullon uty and leaves dra ohroo for ost of the eveng harry isses dand awkwardly outside his stall—dra refes to let hi “do you need aer?” he calls “jt go aotter,” dra oans, piteoly harry rolls his eyes he ’t tell if dra’s ore upset about the voitg, or the fact that there’s a witness “i’ not gog to leave you like this,” harry says dra’s sileo that, has a startled ality that akes harry want to bsh harder than any nuber of sgg valentes or love potios ever uld’ve dohroat “anyway, t be hrow up thg other than flowers for o while it sts” &, you bloody—” the words cut off to a retch harry sighs and sits down with his back agast the door to wait dra out dra had giveo live, but he disproves his nosis his nditio t aer, and his syptos uld take a turn for the arng, but before harry knows it, a assed, then o, and dra’s still breathg when harry’s notcss or with the da, he’s with dra, and helpg hi is not the chore he thought it would be, not even his sleeves and harry is he faded dark ark on his ar this dra is not the sa boy who took that ark his sults have lost their cruel bite; it’s easy for harry to snark back at hi, or siply to ugh alunts are eve—funother ways, dra is all fro the brew up aloalks with his haill erates to the pot of lyg, if he thks it’ll ake for a better story he still akes a draa out the gossip he shares fro slyther hoe, and he is ly tossip htl≈ot;第2节/a/div请大家记住网站新地址 分卷阅读5 恋耽美 正文 分卷阅读6 （HP同人）Take into the Air（英文版） 作者:GuardianMira 分卷阅读6 that parti doesn’t our tht away at first, he’s too by g to ters with the up flowers to worry about what kd of flowers they are; ter, he perhaps ass—without ever nscioly thkg about it— that it’s rando, or lked obscure way to the viality “no,” says heriohe lilies are signifit, either to hi or to his beloved that’s how it ually works, with hanahaki it’s always a flower that has ah of the” that sends the arsharry’s head spo avoid specutg about who the “beloved” is dra doesn’t want hi to know harry hiself doeso know, ost of the ti but he ’t help it every earths is another crackhis facade of disterest, and bef, he’s wrackg his bras for an answer it’s one dra’s known sce he was eleve aybe a fellow hogwarts student; that’s the obvio and ost likely possibility but it uld be oend horo friend dra sees durg his faily’s holidaysfra uld eveeacher, which, eurgh it’s one who dra asciates with lilies, or for who lilies havekd of significe of urse, as herioells hi, lilies are flowers of death and , edfuneral servid orials…and jt about everyone dra knows ca of awarti if lilies hold ang to the beloved, that ds down uch at all it’s oionship with dra d, irrevocably, when dra was sixteen aybe he’d had a fallg out with the object of his affe or aybe that pern had falleh ohis eve was, ered dra’s disease harry runs through a of all the slythers and the odd raveo be seen with regurly, but dra had phed away al sixth year, for entirely unroantiy of those people uld’ve been the pern and dra is bisexual, which doubles the pool of potential didates broodg oiful girls and boys that ight have caught dra’s eye is a tirg, frtratg exercise that leaves harry wantg to shed his sk like an itchy ss dra notices of urse he does dra always hgs harry wishes he wouldn’t they’ve picked a shady spotthe urtyard to research dra is w as dtrioly as ever, but right all the deaths and utations and vario other horrible fates people have endured proves too uch for his o ha speak, he’d thghis face or his body ray hi dra broaches the subject of harry’s ill huor with characteristic tact “who shoved a broostick up your arse today, potter?” he drawls &hat would have bee of a shoutg athtens &hat,” he says dra raises one eyebrow, and sirks, and harry rolls his eyes “go flyg, i a beenas” out of fairhe other studeh years aren’t allowed on idditch teas harry isses it desperately, but not as u does, aa dra’s right there with hi sure enough, dra doese &ch?” dra asks “if you’re that ear to have your arse hao you,” says harry “we’ll see about that, potter” & their s and bagstheir dors, aheir brs by the kits to grab a uple of sandwiches, which they s on their way out to the pitch dra digs a snitch out of the eiposses it to the air while they ount their broos &he haheir broos, they et each other’s eyes, and harry feels as though he’s fally woken up after a long drea without a word, they take off to the sky after the slyu’s o seekers alohe air, with no other pyers or balls to worry about or the d of a crowd to distrad when the seekers are alost evehe way harry aransfors to an adrenalepoundg, bl, heartracg whirld of a duel & of five?” dra d harry gives the affirative, but they each catitchickly the ga strete, fifteen rounds they lose uhe has to pretend at urtesy or sportsanship; this is pure petition, ahey take off there’s han a yard orof spa the if harry tries to shake dra off, dra atches his every loop and dive and roll with a careless, anic gr if dra tries to catch harry off guard with dizzyg, breakneck ps arouadiu—flyglow they s right out of the stands h harry has trouble catchg his breath—harry anticipates his every ove and follows withoutut of hesitatiohey fet the snitch is there uhe sees it and shouts; then it’s a noholdsbarred aerial sprt foal, weavg over and uher, elbog each other shalessly as they t d closer to the shan once, harry or dra read sher’s wrist by aident (dra cis it’s ai, at least), ach escapes the both he he sky grows dark with frey ps of cloud &he ra starts, harry puts the snitd rejos drathe air, as on which of the pull off the best fets ly danro and foolhardy aneuvers, like a ga of desigo give ada hooch a heart attack o one is around htl≈ot;第2节/a/div请大家记住网站新地址 分卷阅读6 恋耽美 正文 分卷阅读7 （HP同人）Take into the Air（英文版） 作者:GuardianMira 分卷阅读7 it’s jt roells hiself he a frieher across the gap beeen their beds ron exhales hard, akg his bright red fr—which isserio ri—flop out of his eyes “i t that y to help alfoy,” ron says, “but you’re too vestedthis” “too vestedsavg one’s life?” harry says, astonished “that’s the thg it’s n hi it’s like sayg you want to save o’s that le disease heriooldabout?” “cer,” harry sighs “right it’s not thg you fight” “, what? i give up o bad let hi waste away to nothg?” “no, but you jt got dog a war, harry do you really need rief and suffergyour life?” ron runs a hand through his hair, sg it “it would be ohg if your help uld ake a differe hanahaki, it’s…trt , i’ve seen what it do you ’t s it , really” harry lets those words sk , the way rohe to have ipact, to take up spacehis d he turns the over and over ahe frle , ron says but that’s rue one pern , harry thks & day, after css, he fds dra at their ual spot by the ke the suer gold, ale’s refle juts darkly through its olten she dra lies on his stoach, apropped openfront of hi as he sotes on a piece of part led fro beg folded and refolded e’s the sheet dra es whehg proisg; thg that uld really help hi, or aybe eveo a cure ost of what’s o has already bee, and today, harry ’t brg hiself to believe dra is brilliao turhese slivers of hope to a tion rghis head he drops down onto the grass beside dra, who looks up with a sirk, the kd that ed to rile harry up but was undeniably hand her us ipa his fat lyg dowhe loose hang of his robes less obvio, but he’s l aou harry wonders if dra ight h before the disease ever ts around to killg hi “what’s wro t to sign any autographs today?” dra shout heat “i heard y h with it,” harry says “the operation, i an” the news had beehe great hall; harry uldn’t iss it, h his friends dog their best to ata a alfoyfree bubble ohe gryffdor table thghis to clear to dra how little harry would be able to handle a sarcastise right no, grly, to face hi “only as a st rert,” dra says “potter, look ati’ dyg anyway i’d rather die tryg to live than wait for the disease to fish its work” &’s danroly close to a gryffdor sentt,” harry says weakly &” a ht of a sile tugs at dra’s lips harry ’t brg hiself to sile back “but it’s practically suicide,” harry says “the healers— i an, that’s what everyohe healers told you” “there’s no other s his illdisgt onto the grouryg for days, ahg” “there is another way,” harry says dra frowns at hi “what? has granr found thg?” “no,” says harry “the perh you have to tell the” dra’s fas pletely the openness harry had bee atod to, with, vanishes dra bees alfoy aga, his face all hard angles, his eyes ore steel than silver “younds , potter,” he says, enunciatg each word very clearly “i a lookg,case you’ve fotten, for a tion, not a way to die faster” “if you least you’ll know for sure aybe they love you back, or aybe they’re at least willg to try,” harry says, desperately “if not—i kion will ake you sicker, but then you go ahead with the operation like you pnned you’d be han before” “oh, it’s that easy, is it?” dra snaps, fag draatically “i’ alreadypa,what’s a little ore?” “that’s not what i—” dra cuts hi off his expression has transford to wideeyed h new and awful has evideo hi “did ohg to you?” dra deands “what?” harry asks, bewildered “is that why yto—?” dra cuts hiself off “beow who it is and you trt of sick pleasure out of watchgebarrass yself—” “how you thk that?” harry asks, tryg thteoly angry but k uhat’s how he feels “i’ve been tryg to help you i’ve spent all this ti—” “oh, yes, heavens forbid otter’s precio ti,” dra sneers “i didn’t ask you to do this i didn’t ask for your help you’re the st pern i ever would have goo” harry grabs bldly at the strap of his bag and shoots to his feet 如果你喜欢本站,请记住我们的网站地址《就要耽美》 请大家记住网站新地址 分卷阅读7 恋耽美 正文 分卷阅读8 （HP同人）Take into the Air（英文版） 作者:GuardianMira 分卷阅读8 “yht i don’t know why i thought i uld help you,” he says, voice shakg he is bzgly ad, and there is a danro phis throat, a want to look directly at dra for fear of what he’ll see on his face his eyes nd stead lr, where he jt see the thready silverwhite eepra scar, alost the sa lor as dra’s hair “but it’s ridiculo you’d thk i’d go out of y way to ake you sicker,” harry ntues, “wheh is i doher you live or die you do all” harry sps around and ts about three paces away before he hears dra chokg behd hi he wavers, waitg ohree sends to see if dra will s but this is a bad one he keeps ughg, harshly and with his whole body by the und of it, and harry ’t leave hi like that he drops his bag and turns, but the sight of dra akes hi freeze where he stands dra is not jt ughg he is voitg a steady strea of flowers, swallaspg for breath every ti he has a ly th out another wave of lilies as the disease fights hi ost of els are whole flower heads, the ris of their petals aips of their reaked with bright red blood dra is huhalf, o o where the scar harry ade is hidden under his robes aher hand ctchg his throat, aill not spg, he’s hg, and harry falls at st to his k to dra as if he uld how hold hi tother his eyes fall fro dra’s open outh and closed eyes—as though he were screag— to the carpet of lilies f around their khat’s what does it, the lilies, before he even ts ar the look on pansy’s fa harry had asked her for a na, all’s resigned, weary voice as he’d fled the hospital g harry had actually told dra he didn’t care if he lived or died harry will never five hiself fstupid by the ti he kisses dra’s lips, they’re turakg a ueeded, tooshallow breath, his throat already w around another sur of bloss harry pulls hi up straight and ts his hands on that sharp, sooth jawle his haoo big and csy agast dra’s delicate features, but dra blks watery eyes at hi and harry swipes his thub over his lips, wipg off the blood as best he d vers that ft hurtg outh with his with hi attuhe pces where their bodies et; everythg sleepg sits up and pays atterified fro the side out it sts han a send hts hi harry loses his head for an stant ao h when dra’s hands ph hard agast his chest harry tastes blood ahe silky texture of lily petals aells hi to deepen the kiss— and then he realizes what the hell he’s dog, as dra go dra falls fully away fr ohe floed g, but dra is still gaspg, this ti apparently fro ra harry reaches for hi but does not touch & ,” harry begs “how dare you,” dra says, voice shakghard harry barely ake out the words “i don’t ity i’ not jt ai for you to save” “it’s ,” harry says dra cws his way to his feet, sops up a handful of lilies ahevicio, orbid triuph “i thk it is” “it’s becae you don’t believe ,” harry says “dra please i didn’t know before, i didand, but i want—” “fuck you,” dra says, and then he picks up his bag and hisand is gone before harry other ove when harry sks dowo herio of the firepce, she takes o hi ahkable: puts down her ill and closes her “oh, harry,” she says at the und of her voice, he sps he props his elbows on his knees and his fads he still taste dra he still hear his voice, stripped raw, still see the desperately fearful expression he’d worn as he’d shoved harry away harry had doo hi “i know who alfoy’slove with,” harry ubles “did you know?” “i spected” “is it possible—” harry’s voice wavers; he has to clear his throat and start aga “is it possible for the victi to stay si if their love is returned?” “it depea case like that,” herioly, “either the love ishe vi’t thk it is” &her ht, harry thks figures that night, harry dreas he is sixteen aga and sshg dra’s with a stolehe drea, unlikehis ory, he knoell does a anyway he wakes over ag, but each ti he falls back asleep the sight out on a bathr for hi he wakes for the st ti around dahes away fro his bed as if it had wrond hi sh akes hi feel tally better uo the great hall for breakfast dra leans agast pansy, sped, as if he ’t sit up without the support dark suds of purple fro ck of sleep undersre his eyes, a petals before ahful of tea he anas to for he does look at harry or aowled his existeny way and roaches, he heaves hiself to his feet ahe hall before harry even ts close harry oves to follow, but pansy and bise zabi block hi fro the doors “dohk about it, potter,” she spits “you’ve done enough htl≈ot;第2节/a/div请大家记住网站新地址 分卷阅读8 恋耽美 正文 分卷阅读9 （HP同人）Take into the Air（英文版） 作者:GuardianMira 分卷阅读9 she shoves his sh hi take aep back fro the doors behd hi, oeacher, he guesses, aybe prall, ansy about puttg hands os ron and heri their way round the gryffdor table, ahers are watchg the warily all harry thk is that dra is ttg farther and farther away fro hi “i a sure,” he tells her “you are about sevee for that,” she says, but bise looks at hi nsidergly harry’s throat is tight and there is a weighthis d his breathg esed spurts, a bise, bise’s fas, utely he itches asidecasually there’s no way of tellg if it ose, and harry takes it as his through the gap beeen hi and pansy, igrad cries as he speeds through the doors ara sunshe the ol, dap air othes his throat, which is sd achg as if he’s g down with a ld his eyes are drawo the distant gates; he half expects to see a carria trundlg away down the road, and he’s ready, he’ll suon his broostid go after it if he has to—but then he realizes dra is right there dra sta the foot of the steps to the castle, his his lr and soothg back his hair they both tur of hi a harry’s &he thg is, nothg has d dra looks at harry the way he’s always looked at hi: with his full, uio harry has thought dra did or didn’t feel for hi over the years, happehe, he has o nfront dra’s difference dra ight die today, a die, dra ight e baever look at harry like this aga it ss to hi all at o aze sweepg over harry without pag—the thought that harry ight et dra’s eyes ahere at all, red—the thought of dra not lovg hi back…is aboable, aoless pa take roothis chest but the only words he has for this feelg are: “don’t go” narcissa alfoy’s lips draw backwhat ight actually be a snarl dra phes her hands away, ntly, and watches as harry takes the steps o at a ti ahe grass a few feet fro dra “this aga, potter?” he asks tiredly harry wishes dra would’ve shouted at hi this exasperatioright disissiveness, is very uch worse, and harry ’t take it right now he should be akggraion of his feelgs, he’s sure stead, he does what he does best: he picks a fight “y this to yourself,” harry tells hi “exce ?” dra says, his voiroly low the spark of anrhis eyes goads harry on “you don’t want to believe,” harry says, fists d face hot “you’re scared of what that would an you dohgs you trol you’d—you’d rather die of pride than adit y about thg!” harry’s voice clibs; he is distantly aeople gatherg at the open doors to the entrand narcissa’s hand tighteng on her wand, but o care “i’ not gog to die!” dra’s voice rises to atch harry’s, ag “i’ not gog to die, but i’ll be free of this burden at st that’s all this is—that’s all you are toa burden” that’s a lie, harry thks ’s a lie of urse he kals trailg doweps a dra’s feet are proof enough of that but thghi does’s a lie thghi howls with pa and fury his eyes stg, huiliatgly; he opens his outh to retort, but thegg for a differeher as he starts to ugh these are deep, wrackg ughs fro a seizg chest; the sk over his ribs is too tight, and thg rtleshis ngs s for breath, ao his k of surprise than anythg else he vers his outh stctively with his elbow u subsides no one akes a und, not dra nor anesses harry does right now stead, he looks dow the dark spots on the grass, whi his visiourn out to be petals rose petalsred they’re nearly bck there’s a hot, ppery tastehis outh and thg sharp pokg the back of his teeth; he spits out blood ahorns horror c his spe he tilts his face up at st, his gaze drawn agically to dra dra’s features are sck with shock; his eyes are rehendg and fixed on harry “you prat,” harry tells hi, clibg to his feet with the best attept he ake at posure “should’ve tio” “i’ not,” dra says fatly “i know” harry’s throat is closg up aga aher ughg fit g on as dra keeps watkly the whispers at theof the steps are reachg a do narcissa pulls at dra’s elbow, guidg hi away tates harry’s eyes clg to hi, but there’s no roohis throat for his voio roo to for words and call hi back; he tastes rosesthe back of his outh it’s not until urng dra bodily around, and they lose eye ntact, that he sees to wake fro his stupor he rips rasp harry is already reachg for hi when dra surs back up the path he throws hiself to harry’s ars, a whirl of sensation: his bast harry’s bohe sll of lilies fillg harry’s nose, his hands strong agast harry’s back, his sk htl≈ot;第2节/a/div请大家记住网站新地址 分卷阅读9 恋耽美