分卷阅读2（1 / 2）

Hedrewhiswand,thenreachedoutwithhislefthand.Hetookadeepbreathandgrabbedthedoorknob,wincingashewaitedforsomethingtohappen.Nothingdid,andbothheandMalfoyletoutarelievedbreath.Bitingdownonhislowerlip,heturnedthehandleandletthedoorswingopen.Asetofwoodenstairsleddownintoyetmoremurkygloom,thickeranddarkerthananywhereelseinthehouse.Thewoodwasbentandcrackedinplaces,andHarrywonderedifitwouldbestableenoughtotakehisweight.Hementallypreparedaquickcushioningcharm,justincasehefellthrough,andliftedhislegtotakeastepforward.

“Wait,Potter,”Malfoysaid,grippinghisarmashelookeddownatthefloor.Harryfollowedhisgazeandsawtwowordsetchedintothewoodofthedoorway.

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“Whatdoesthatmean?”

“Idon’tknow,”Malfoysaid,hisnosewrinkling.“ButIthinkifwestepoverit,we’relikelytofindout.”

Harryglanceddownintotheyawningblackoncemore,andgrittedhisteeth.Thequickertheygotdownthere,thequickerthesuspensewouldbeover.

“Heregoesnothing,”hemurmured,andthenplacedhisfootfirmlyonthefirststep.Nothinghappened.Hegingerlyplacedallofhisweightontothestepandbroughthisotherfootdownontothenextone.Thewoodcreakedominouslybeneathhim,butheremainedmiraculouslybothuprightandinonepiece.

“Perhapsitreallywasjustresidualmagicleftoverfromapreviouscurse,”heheardMalfoymuttertohimself,andthenhefeltthegapbetweenthemcloseasMalfoysteppedoverthethresholdbehindhim.Itwasaboutsixstepsdownwhenitstartedtohappen.Thedarknessseemedtocreepuptowardsthem,envelopingthembothdespitethelumosthathadlitbothoftheirwands.Theairwascoldaroundthem,andHarrystartedtofeeldizzy.Hisfootstepsfalteredbeneathhimashetookanotherstepdown.

“Potter,areyoualright?”HarryfaintlyheardMalfoyask.

Harry’skneesshookandhefeltsuddenlyverylight-headed,andhetriedtograbontothebanistertoholdhimselfup.HestumbledbackintoMalfoy,andthewoodbeneathhishandsgavewayatthesametime.Harrytriedtoregainhisbalance,buthewasdizzyandsickandMalfoywastrippingoverhim.Theirlegstangledtogetherasthestairsseemedtodisappear,andHarrygrabbedontighttoMalfoyastheyfelldown,down,down…

ThefirstthingHarrybecameawareofwasthesunlightstreamingdirectlyintohisface.Hegroanedandshifted,buryinghisnoseintothewarmthnexttohimtoshieldhimself.Hisheadwaspoundingandhisentirebodyfeltasthoughhe’dbeenkickeddownaflightofstairs.Hestretchedhislegsandwhimperedslightlyattheacheinhislowerback.Hesnuggledfurtherintothewarmpillowwhilehewaited;nodoubtahealerwouldbecomingalonginafewminutestoadministerablessedpainpotion.Andthenthepillowbeneathhimspoke.

“Don’teventhinkaboutit,Harry.Youpromisedmecoffee.”

Harryfroze.Thevoicewaspainfullyfamiliar,andyethehadneverhearditsoundso…fond?

Heliftedhisheadandblinked.Evenwithouthisglasses,hecouldtellthatitwasdefinitelyMalfoylyingnexttohim,hisfineblondhairfallingintohiseyesashelookedbackatHarrywithasmallsmileonhisface.Maybehewasdreaming.OrhewasstillstuckatthebottomofthebasementandMalfoywasdreaming.Orboth.

“Er,”Harrysaid.Then,“Wherearemyglasses?”

Malfoyraisedaneyebrow.“Wedidn’tgetthatdrunklastnight.They’reonthebedsidetable,asusual.”

Harrysatupquicklyandhadtobitebackashriek.Malfoywasright,therehisglasseswere,restingneatlyonabedsidetable.Whichwasatthesideofabed,whichhewasverymuchin.WithMalfoy.Naked.Oh,soverynaked.HarrycouldfeelthelonglengthofMalfoy’slegwhereitwasnestledbetweenhisown,couldfeelcoolairagainsthissweatyskinwhereithadbeenpressedagainstMalfoy’schest.Harryreachedovertosnaghisglasses—maybeeverythingwouldmakesenseoncehecouldseeproperly—andwincedasatwingemadeitselfknownfromhisthightohislowerback.

Andthenhefroze,again,becauseohgoodGod,thatwasn’tanachefromfallingdownsomestairs,thatwas…thatwasfromsomethingelseentirely.

“Whatthefuck,”Harrysaid,andshovedhisglassesontohisface.HenearlycrawledoutofhisskinwhenhefeltanarmsnakearoundhiswaistandMalfoypulledhimbackdownontothepillowswithachuckle.

“WasItooroughwithyoulastnight?”HepracticallypurredintoHarry’sear,hisbreathonHarry’sneckmakinghimshiver.“Inmydefence,youwerebeggingforit.”