（HP同人）Take into the Air（英文版） 作者:GuardianMira

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    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

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