Inspired by Amei's song "Hostage".
Cp: Harry, Draco
Azkaban
A cold and desperate atmosphere filled this dead prison.
Most of the people who live in it are teenagers of eighteen or nineteen years old, but they are doomed to a lifetime of sorrow. Most of them have not even participated in the war, but unfortunately, they are Slytherins.
How will they spend the rest of their lives in pain and neglect?
No one knows the answer.
The cold and damp smell filled the tip of his nose, and Harry couldn't help but frown. He stared unblinkingly at the platinum-blond boy in the corner of the prison.
Although he was down and out, he still could not hide his brilliance.
Dazzling and surprising—unpleasant.
Draco raised his eyes with difficulty, and was really surprised when he saw Harry's arrival. He put his right hand on the wall and struggled to stand up. It could be seen from his pale fingertips that he was doing this with great effort.
Thinking about how he raised his too-slender chin as before, the Platinum family has always been like this, so proud that it makes people sick, Harry thought.
"I can help you get out, and I can even return you part of Malfoy's property."
This tone made Draco a little dissatisfied.
In the dark prison, Harry seemed to have the aura of a superior person. He had led the Order of the Phoenix, fought against the Dark Lord, and experienced life and death, which made him even more unpredictable.
Draco habitually thought of the Dark Lord, and then shivered all over.
It seems that everything has returned to the first time the two people met, one was humble and the other was arrogant, but the two sides had switched identities.
"Conditions?" Draco narrowed his beautiful and narrow eyes.
He had seen the death of too many relatives and friends, and lost too many people's hopes in Azkaban, but this was not enough to take away his sanity.
Harry thought that Draco had become more dangerous in Azkaban.
But he had no worries because he had never really lost in a confrontation between two people.
Apart from the Malfoy family, "What else can you give me?" Harry looked at his old enemy with a smile, and asked, "What else can you give me?"
Draco's face turned pale, he had nothing but himself, so what did Harry want?
A mistake that was not beautiful started the entanglement between two people.
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