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Strutting into the Hufflepuff common room, his eyes darting around the room. Gas Pedal by Sage the Gemini and lamsu blared over conversations. Buzzing chatter mostly about how finals were coming up or how their teachers were super unfair.The aroma of booze, weed, and sweat filled his nose the moment he stepped into the room.Draco came here looking for a good time with the people who thought they were his friends, they weren’t. He didn’t really have friends, just followers.None of that mattered right now. The plan was to get shit faced. Scoping out the room his eyes landed on a certain someone, someone he didn’t expect to participate in such things like this.His head was plagued with intrusive thoughts of that certain someone.Why would he be here? Isn’t he supposed to be a goody goody? How could he be so perfect? Why did he always look so perfect? Why did everyone adore him so much?Draco made his way to the alcohol filled table, throwing back shots of different flavored vodka’s like there was no tomorrow. He wanted a nice buzz before he started to socialize with these commoners.It was either disgust or the burning sensation hitting the back of his throat that made his face scrunch up, maybe even both.With every drink he could feel himself losing his grip on sobriety with each passing moment.His eyes met the ‘amazing’ boy wonder, but only for a moment.Draco’s tipsy mind was looking for something to distract his thoughts of the certain someone who was dancing along his train of thought .He found himself joining a game of beer pong.“Are you even trying to win? Or are you simply as terrible as that haircut you have?” Draco sneered to his opponent as his lackeys hyped him up. He was killing his opponent with his winning streak. All eyes were on him and his opponent, he basked in the spotlight that was given to him. This is how it was supposed to be.All eyes, except Harry’s.A small pout forming on his face before muttering an insult that only he could hear. Did Potter think he was too good for him?On the other hand the brunette found himself enjoying the ambiance of his surroundings, on one of the couches. While he didn’t want to be there in the first place, it was well worth it to see his friends enjoy themselves.Smiling to himself as he heard his friends laughter in the distance.He could see the ginger doing some god awful dancing with a couple other pissed faced people, Harry could even see Luna doing the Hokey Pokey to Crank that by Soulja Boy.The crowd grew louder in volume catching the brunette’s attention, and just for a moment Draco held eye contact with the brunette.Harry’s eyes fled quickly, closing them as he leaned his head back while crossing his arms over his chest.Harry wasn’t stupid, he knew when he was being watched. He just didn’t want to give the blonde the attention he craved. There was no fun in giving someone what they wanted when you could make them work for it.Frustration filled Dracos veins, craving Harry’s attention he quickly won another game and started snaking his way through the crowd. Taken over by the bubbly and fuzzy feelings he got from drinking, a boost of confidence was all it was.One could call it liquid courage.Scowling as he leaned onto a brick wall, trying his best to maintain balance. Determined to get to his destination.Feeling drool slide down the corner of his mouth, as his jaw was slack. His eyes were heavy as he squinted. He felt sluggish almost like how Americans portrayed every other white chick in their movies.After stumbling some more the platinum blonde found himself plopping down beside the brunette with a small grunt. Harry gave him a questioning look as Draco put his legs over the shorter boys thighs.The blonde stared at the brunette for what seemed like hours admiring his beautiful green eyes, but it was merely a few seconds.“You’re so beautiful, my beautiful boy.” Reaching up to the boys face, cradling it gently as he caressed the scar on the Harry’s forehead. “Draco w-what are you doing?” Ears glowing a bright red which quickly spread to his cheeks and down his neck.Draco doesn’t answer Harry, but he continues to caress Harry’s face until he realizes what he’s doing and retracts his hand. Draco thinks to himself ‘what am I doing’ and quickly gets up and rushed away.Ending up back at the drink table and makes himself more shots to drown out his thoughts about the dreamy brunette.Leaving the table with the most girliest, basic bitchiest drink known to man, a white claw. Draco leans against a wall “What the fuck was I thinking?” He muttered to himself.Harry watches Draco disappear into the crowd still blushing ‘That boy surely has a strange way of hating people.’ continuing to replay the interaction with a puzzled expression.Everything the blonde boy did was always contradicted, he could say he hated pink and then only wear pink the next week. If you ever pointed it out he would gaslight you.No one could seem to get a read on the blonde, if they did get a read on him all it would tell you was that he knew he was better than everyone else.None could see that the boy was crying out, they were blinded by the mask he had worn. To everyone he was brash, audacious, and untouchable. Harry could see that he was simply a jester putting on a show for everyone to hide his insecurities and miserable way of life. Usually Harry was all for helping the damned underdogs, however Draco wasn’t an underdog, but he was damned by his family expectations.
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Laying in his bed, lazing about.
Days had come and gone his every passing thought had contained images of the blonde, most thoughts focusing on the tenderness he felt when Draco held his face, his thumb caressing a painful memory.
How loving it felt.
Flustered by everything that had happened, Harry had never noticed how beautiful the boys blue eyes were. They were like roaring tidal waves of defiance and misdirection, how the soft blush on the blondes face made him look undeniably adorable.
The warmth he felt on his thighs from Draco’s legs, how he missed the closeness.
Only after the matter had he noticed how easily it would’ve been to steal a kiss from him, how kissable the blonde was, how easily he could’ve littered his neck with hickeys.
Breaking from his thoughts Harry now had to take a cold shower before he could start the day.
He quickly got out of bed, running to the bathroom. He didn’t want Ron seeing him in a moment of lust.
The shower was quick, he wouldn’t want to be late to class but he knew it was more than likely he would be late. Walking quickly down the corridor Harry sees Draco, he makes eye contact with him, a small smirk plastered on his face.
Feeling annoyed with brunette Draco had decided to make his frustrations known to the brunette. If there was one thing the blonde was good at it was letting people know when they were on his bad side; but Harry wasn’t technically on his bad side.
He simply longed for Harry to embrace him.
Side swiping Harry’s shoulder, “Watch where you’re going Potter.” Draco sneered with a disgusted face.
He wasn’t going to take that, especially not from Malfoy. He would retaliate by pulling out his wand and flicks it just right making Draco fall to his knees.
Draco could feel his ears and cheeks start to burn up, tears pricking at his eyes. He quickly blinked them away as to not show “his friends” that he wasn’t a crybaby.
Not only had he tripped in front of his followers, the people who thought he was the king! And to be disrespected in front of them made him want to cry, he wouldn’t but wanted to that was for sure.
Getting up quickly while dusting himself off he turns to Harry ready to get back at him with his own wand drawn only to be stopped by a professor “This behavior is unacceptable for both of you. You’re both young men and we expect you to act as such, that being said detention for both of you, now off to class.”
Everything was just going wonderfully, first he had woken up late and disheveled, then he’d missed breakfast causing his stomach to twist and turn, and now not only had he been embarrassed but he’d also gotten scolded along with detention.
Draco’s father would be furious when he found out that he was causing trouble again.
Anxiety filled him thinking about it all.
Laying his head on the desk in defeat, he had no energy to participate in class.
Detention would put a dent in his schedule.
He’d have no time for the after school nap he looked forward to daily.
Feeling the day drag on for the boys.
Harry found himself sitting in the detention room, promptly on time unlike the blonde.
Dragging his feet down the hall taking his sweet time to get there, not wanting to go in the first place.
Rubbing his eyes as a yawn escaped him, Harry watched the very obviously tired boy enter the room. Draco didn’t spare him a glance, he hadn’t the energy to do so.
Finding his way into a chair before laying his head down.
Reprimanded several times for falling asleep during detention, forced to stand by the teacher.
Draco would brake down right then and there if Harry wasn’t there.
There he stood shoulders slumped down and his head hung low as he swayed side to side, dozing off.
Harry watched as the teacher left for a moment, she claimed to need to talk to a teacher across the hall.
Harry switched his gaze to the swaying Draco a couple seats down. He watched the blond take deep breaths and if it was anyone else no body would’ve notice the tears falling down Draco’s cheeks, but Harry’s heart clenched watching the poor boy break down.
Double checking the teacher was still gone the brunette got up and gently approached the older boy.
“What’s the matter sweet boy?” Harry sighed cupping Draco’s face in his hands using his thumbs to wipe away tears that fell. “Everything.” Whining as he sucked in a deep breath trying to calm himself down.
Draco was never good at self soothing.
“Gotta specify a little more than that bud.” Rubbing the back of Draco’s ears watching him relax in the shorter boys touch.
“Why do you care?” Sneering while pushing the other away.
Pausing in disbelief that he’d behave this way, “I understand you’re upset and have had a stressful day but you do not get to push people under any circumstances.”
The stern tone Harry used made him melt.
“I wanna go to my bed and go to sleep, father will be upset when he finds out I got detention.” Draco blubbered out holding his hands to cover his face.
Harry pulls Draco into his arms guiding the taller ones head into his shoulder. “I got you baby” Harry whispers. Harry uses one hand to rub Draco’s back while the other holds his head lightly playing with the blond hair.
“I’ll deal with your father, ok?” Harry felt Malfoy nod against his shoulder “ok” the tall boy mutter leaning most of his weight against the shorter.
Promising Draco he’d be okay.
Not much else could be done in the moment.
Hearing the teacher return to the classroom he was quick to return to his seat, leaving the blonde pouting.
“Can I sit down.” Huffing in frustration as he was far too exhausted to stand another minute, “That’s not very polite. The proper way to ask is
may
I.”
Rolling his eyes with a scoff he asked his question again.
Granted permission to sit down.
Draco’s eyes were glued to clock, each ticking second he felt his eyes get heavier and heavier. Time couldn’t go slower.
Stumbling out of the class, he found himself being guided by Potter to the Slytherin common room. Overjoyed at the fact that he could finally take his beloved nap.
Unable to make it to his bed he found himself passed out in the common room.
The leather couches weren’t ideal. They were rather firm and uncomfortable, if you laid on them for too long then you would end up with back pain.
Draco fell asleep rather quickly, the thoughts of being cuddled up to Harry had aided the blonde in falling asleep quicker than usual. The boy was also just bone dead tired.
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Shaken awake he was startled, gasping for air in a panic looking to see who was touching him.“Woah.” Like calming a spooked horse.Deep breaths as he realized it was just Blaise no one important.Yawning as he rubbed his eyes with balled fist, he’d slept most of the evening.Draco’s head was swimming, pain surged through him. A killer headache had crept up on him, hoping if he shut his eyes hard enough it would leave him alone.“What’s the matter bud?” Draco looked at him with disgust, he didn’t need to be cooed at like a child.Nor did he want that from Blaise.It was Harry he craved.Moving on from the subject, he was alerted of the time. They needed to be down at the dinner hall. It was dinner time which meant soon to be bedtime, how he loved laying in bed while reading his books.Harry found himself questioning every interaction he’d had with Draco, it seemed as of lately there was a subliminal message to his every action. It seems that would be the case, he had been doing his best to figure out what the message was when he should’ve been the one writing the message.Lost in his own thoughts, debating if he should ask Hermione for advice on the situation he had been dealing with. Even if he knew what he wanted to do, a second opinion was always nice to have.For the sake of Draco he decided against it. It wasn’t his place to tell the blonde’s business.“Is something the matter?” Hermione noticed Harry’s distant expression, how he had something on his mind. “No nothing.” Clearing his throat as they entered the dinning hall, taking seats beside one another.Harry continues to make conversation with Hermione and ignores Draco as he walks by laughing with Blaise. Draco is slightly hurt that Harry ignored him but he understands why he did.Watching from across the room as he poked at whatever was put on his plate, staring down Harry from where he sat. Annoyed that he didn’t spare him a single glance the whole night.Draco shot up from his seat scoffing about how he was going to bed, he couldn’t stand to be ignored.Grabbing his cup of juice, walking aggressively towards the Gryffindor table.Pouring out the contents of his cup onto Harry’s lap.Speechless as he watched Draco strutted out, infuriated he chased after Draco. When in the hall he saw the blonde with tears in his eyes, “I’m sorry I’m sorry.” He choked out.Eyes avoiding the shorter boys.Tears and guilt flooded him.“Why’d you do that?” He growled grabbing hold of Draco’s face forcing the blonde to look at him.Closing his eyes, he had never had to face the consequences of his actions from others before.He’d never had anyone fight back.Nor had Harry ever fought back.“I’m sorry, please forgive me I didn’t mean to.” He managed to blubber out, “If you didn’t mean it you wouldn’t have done it, you’re acting out to just to misbehave and I wont tolerate that.”Draco drops to his knees “ I know I know but please I’m so sorry Harry.” He begged and begged for forgiveness.Looking down at him with a smirk on his face, Draco looked just perfect where he was. How his head was tilted up with those sad puppy dog eyes, a light blush stuck to his cheeks along with tear streaks.Harry liked this side of him, he wanted to see more, do more.“Keep going.” He ran a hand through Draco’s hair watching as he so pathetically leaned into his touch so desperately.Draco’s mind felt empty as he whimpered out apologies.“Are you going to behave?” Nodding subconsciously as he let Harry grab hold of him.Grabbing a fist full of the blonde’s hair, Harry was quick to notice the bulge between the desperate boy’s leg. Putting his shoe between the begging boys legs pressing onto his throbbing erection.Soft moaning left him as he whined under the brunette’s touch.Grinding up against Harry’s shoe “please.” he whined wanting more but Harry pulls his foot away.Grabbing his face making the kneeling boy hold eye contact “such a good puppy begging his master for forgiveness.” Harry states his eyes hard looking at the pathetic boy beneath him.Melting at the words spoken down to him, no one had made him feel this way before.No one had made him beg.“You wanna be my good boy?” Humming softly as he leaned closer as if to kiss him, only to stop when he was mere inches away from Draco’s face. Booping him on the nose, “If you want more you have to work for it.” Harry scoffed.Walking off to his dormitory leaving Draco yearning for more, longing for the touch of the brunette.He needed more.Dragging himself to his feet he rushed to his room, grabbing clothes for a quick shower.He needed to calm down.Riled up by Harry’s words, Harry’s actions but most of all just by Harry.Pouting as he soaked himself in the ice cold water, while it felt relaxing he hated the cold so he was quick to hurry out.Dressing himself in his pajamas, he slumped into his bed tucking himself in.Grabbing a book from his nightstand.Only he couldn’t seem to focus on the contents of the book, he could only think of how Potter treated him.How dare he.
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Weeks went by and not one day could Draco get Harry out of his head, nor could he stop thinking about how he’d felt.
Winter break was nearing, Draco dreaded the idea of going home.
He didn’t want to be scolded for breathing to loudly or no standing up straight enough, he decided he’d stay back.
Of course Blaise offered to bring him to his home for the break. Malfoy declines his offer the only home he want to be in was Harry’s.
Wanting attention from a certain someone he thinks about different ways to obtain it. Like acting out, maybe if he pulled another stunt he’d spark something between him and Harry.
Of course he could only dream.
“Are you sure you don’t want to come with me?” Blaise was concerned to leave Draco alone without someone looking after him, “I don’t need a nanny I’m perfectly fine by myself you worry for nothing.” Scoffing as he took offense to what Blaise implied.
Sure he slipped at least once a week but that didn’t render him helpless.
He watched Blaise pack his things as he laid on his bed, a book in hand. “Well I’ll be off now,” Blaise told him watching to see his reaction and was surprised when he didn’t get a goodbye. “On your feet boy, I won’t see you for an entire two weeks give me a hug.” Sighing out a laugh while crawling out of bed.
“Be a good boy understand?” Blaise hummed shaking Draco by the back of his neck.
Giggles erupted from him, nuzzling into Blaise before walking him out the gates.
Seeing as a certain someone would be there.
Blaise reached out his hand to Draco, “I don’t need to be lead I’m not a child.” Scoffing as he crossed his arms.
“It’s not for you it’s for me, I’m not gonna be able to see you for like two weeks.” Reluctantly he took the temporary caregivers hand. Giving one last hug to Blaise before he left.
There he stood lost as ever, Harry watched Draco walk back to his dorm. Trailing not too far behind, debating if he wanted to catch up with the blonde boy.
Curiosity filled him, why wasn’t Draco going home for break? Of all people.
He seemed to always want to be around his father with how much he spoke of him, always rebottling with ‘wait till my father hears about this!’
Pressing Draco on the issue as he ran up to him.
“Surprised you didn’t go home to your life of luxury.” Harry sneered.
“Yeah well luxury doesn’t equal love, I’d rather not be trapped in that hell hole my entire break.” Draco scoffed out before picking up his pace.
Not wanting to spend another second around the boy he swore he couldn’t get enough of. Of all people he’d thought Harry would understand avoiding one’s home life, for once Draco felt someone understood him but suddenly that feeling had vanished just as quickly as it came to be.
Hiding away in his room was his only option.
Guilt over came him as he walked to the library, he needed to get some studying done.
Thorough every page in each book, he could only think of what grief he gave Draco. How he could’ve been nicer about it, how maybe he was going through something.
Time seemed to tic so slowly.
The evening was upon them, and commotion could be heard through the castle.
The front gates opening and an all too familiar clicking of cane accompanied by heels, of course being as nosy as he was Harry went to investigate the rushed noises.
Eyes widening at the sight of Lucius Malfoy furiously walking down the hall, straight for the Slytherin dormitory.
Harry found it best he minded his own business.
Panic surged through Draco as he was shaken awake, he didn’t expect to be woken up nor did he expect to see his father.
Sitting up, backing
against the headboard of his bed.
“Up with you, it’s time you come home. Pack your things.” Lucius was being generous with his patience today, something Draco regularly tested. Shaking his head with wide eyes, “What? Are you telling me no?” It was laughable his measly attempt to negotiate with Lucious.
Grabbed by the collar of his shirt and pulled to his feet.
“Pack your things we are leaving.” Lucious growled lowly at the sniveling Draco.
“I don’t want to.” He spat in his father’s face, thrown to the ground Lucius staggered back.
He began yelling about how his behavior wouldn’t be tolerated, how Draco was an ungrateful brat and would be punished for such behaviors when they got home.
“That’s enough Draco.” Lucius roared, tears pricked at Draco’s eyes and his defiance soon became a meltdown.
Screaming rang throughout the castle.
Worry flooded Harry, he felt the need to investigate the screams. For all he knew Draco was in grave danger, Harry wouldn’t put it past Lucious to cause harm to his only son.
Bursting through the Slytherin commons room and into the dorms he wasn’t surprised, seeing Draco kicking, flailing and hitting at Lucius who was trying to get him to cooperate.
It was a clear failure.
Draco spotted Potter and was quick to hide behind him.
“Draco Lucius Malfoy you’ll stop this this instant.” Lucius was red in the face from how he yelled, “No I want Potter.” Sobbing into Harry’s back.
Harry puts one hand behind him holding Draco’s side while putting his other hand up as an act of defense to keep Lucius back.
“He doesn’t have to go with you if he doesn’t want to,” Harry sneered “he’s old enough to make his own decisions.” Draco continues to clutch Harry’s back burring his face into the clothes.
“He’s my son he needs to be home.” Lucius yelled making the now mentally younger blond flinch and grip his protector. “No he doesn’t if he wants to stay he can stay here” Harry defended more.
“FINE if the insufferable brat wants to stay here with you then so be it.” Lucius sneered with a glare before strutting off past Harry and Draco.
Waiting a few seconds making sure he’s fully gone Harry turns around to look at the sobbing boy. Pulling him into a hug cupping the back of his head and whispering sweet nothings, trying to calm the boy down. “ breath for me my sweet boy…come on in 1..2..3 out 3..2..1 that’s it”
Following his orders Malfoy slowly calms down his breathing but still has soft tears falling down his redden cheeks. Potter cups his face gently rubbing his thumb against Malfoy’s cheeks “come on my love let’s sit down” Potter kisses his forehead before guiding the younger boy to sit on his bed.
“Mmm want nap.” The blonde mumbles leaning against Harry loving the comfort he brings. “Ok my sweet boy we can do that.” Harry leans back and gets comfortable before allowing Draco to lay down between his legs laying his head down in the brunettes stomach.
Quickly falling asleep after the long interaction
between him and his father. A small smile is plastered on Harry’s face watching Draco fall asleep. Wanting Draco to have a good rest he starts to massage the blondes scalp earning a small groan from the boy.
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Eyes fluttering open with a deep yawn and long stretch.
Draco sat up and observed his surroundings, rubbing the tiredness out his eyes.
He felt something, no someone, nuzzle into him.
Jumping out of the bed in a panic, not sure why he was laying next to Potter of all people.
Harry was startled, heart going a thousand miles a minute as he looked to Draco. “What’s the matter?” He panted out eyes darting around the room looking for potential danger, when it wasn’t found he settled down.
“Why are you in my bed?!” A gasp left him as he thought of the possibility, “Did we?!” He yelled for Potter to leave over and over again.
Not giving him a chance to say a thing.
“No we didn’t.” Harry yelled in return.
Draco’s memories quickly flooded back to him, tears pricked at his eyes as he found himself thinking about his father.
How the man had tried to forcefully take him home, he was almost an adult he felt he could make his own decisions on where he’d stay for holiday.
“Is he always like that?” Harry managed to coax Draco into sitting back down.
That wasn’t an easy task, given he was naturally defensive, Draco claimed he wanted to stand not sit.
He would feel safer if he stood up.
Slowly but surely he sat on the bed opposite end of Harry, creating some sort of distance.
“I’ll ask again, is he always like that?” Harry didn’t have a right to his business, but something about his demanding tone yet gentle gaze made the blonde want to cave and tell all the horrible things Lucius had done to him.
Clearing his throat while averting his eyes, thinking of what he should say.
What was there to say?
What could he say?
Draco found himself looking to Harry for answers or comfort, it was hard to tell why he stared at the brunette for so long.
“Not always, he’s kinder when I behave.” Averting his gaze to the disheveled bedsheets on his bed.
Harry held his gaze to meet Draco’s.
“He doesn’t mean to, he’s just always so busy and I don’t make it any easier for him.” Draco continued his rambling for a while, until Harry was tired of it.
Grabbing the side of Draco’s face he led the blonde into a deep and passionate kiss.
Harry slithered his tongue between Draco’s lips. His face and ears burned a bright red.
Breaking the kiss with a gasp of air and a wild stare.
A burning fire rose in those beautiful grey eyes, a yearning for more. It spread through Draco’s body like a wildfire, an untamed desire only Harry could fulfill.
Soft moans left him against his will.
“more.” He muttered not thinking about his word only thinking about his desires.
“What do we say?” Harry hummed holding the boys face in his hand, squeezing his cheeks together to pucker the blonde lips ever so slightly. “Please please please.” Draco’s voice was more of whine as he shakily pleaded for more, more of this intoxicating feeling that Harry gave him.
“Good boy.” Harry praised.
Draco mewled and moaned as he felt his pants grow tighter, “Naughty boy.” Harry teased.
Straddling the brunette’s thigh he found friction. Grinding slowly against Harry’s thigh. Whining as the pleasure numbed his every thought, Harry got bored of the kissing.
The brunette made a victim of the blondes neck.
Bitting and sucking until there were beautiful little marks on every part of his neck, some darker than others.
Harry loved how Draco would squirm and squeal under Harry’s touch.
Bending at Harry’s will.
It was so degrading in Draco’s eyes but he couldn’t help it, it’s all he’d ever wanted.
Bouncing his leg and whispering praises into the blonde’s ear to help Draco get off, “Be still.” Smiling as he saw the panting boy was reaching a climax.
Rutting against Potter’s thigh needing more of this euphoric feeling.
“Only good boys get to cum, so be still.” Harry reminded Draco that he was to listen to the brunette if he wanted anything, that everything could be considered a reward not a right.
Stopping his grinding and staying still to the best of his ability.
His body trembled and ached got more.
Harry took a minute admire the worked up blonde’s face, how the red tint on him made him look absolutely adorable with the expression of pleasure accompanying the red glow.
“You’re such a good boy.” Harry growled in the trembling boy’s ear.
It was late as is, Harry noticed the time and had to cut whatever they had going on short. They wouldn’t want to miss dinner, “Let’s go have dinner yeah?” Harry hummed sharing another tongue filled kiss with Draco leaving him a panting mess.
Nodding as he wiped his mouth of drool. Going to the bathroom to calm himself down.
Looking at himself in the mirror, a million thoughts per minute. The main one being ‘what the fuck did I just do’, he didn’t want to think about the wrong in what felt so right.
Walking to the great hall with each other, talking of all they could do.
“Have you ever just taken a walk around the lake? Or just read in the courtyard?” Harry was surprised with how little Draco had done at his time in Hogwarts, “Don’t worry by the end of the break you’ll be dying to do something else.” Harry promised to him.
Chatting to one another about how they disliked certain professors, or book recommendations.
Harry was thrilled to hear Draco would accompany him to the Library.
The library was almost empty other than a few other whom sat at empty tables of solitude, “I change my mind this is going to be boring.” Draco whined.
His patience was running thin as he’d usually go to bed after dinner, but he didn’t want to admit that.
“Why don’t we go look at something for you to read?” Harry hummed grabbing the pale boy’s hand leading him to the children section, “you like dragons right love?” Kissing Draco’s cheek before sending him to find a table with his children’s book in hand.
Harry grabbed a book of Hermione’s recommendation.
Spotting Draco at a table in the back corner so they wouldn’t be spotted together, the blonde had a reputation to up keep.
Yawning through tired eyes Draco took his time on his book of princess’s and dragons.
“Sleepy?” Harry hummed not looking up from his book, shaking his head no with a whine “Yeah you are.”
Laying his head down on the table Draco found his eyes harder and harder to keep open, “Come on pup let’s go to bed yeah?” Another shake of the head no as Harry urged him to get up.
Refusal was common but he was easily bribed with the promise of Harry staying with him.
“Promise you won’t leave?” Usually Blaise would leave him once he was asleep, “I’ll be right here the whole time.” Harry promised.
This time they were in Harry’s dorm.
Tucked in beside the brunette he found himself cuddling into the slightly shorter boy.
“Good night my little love.” Harry took off his glasses and turned off the lights allowing sleep to wash over him.
“Night night.”
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It had already been a week, leaving only a week left of their holiday. Draco had become somewhat attached to Harry.
Following him around the castle like a lost puppy.
If Harry went to the Library Draco could be found whining right behind him, if he was in the great hall so was Draco whining about how he didn’t want what Harry had put on his plate.
Whatever Harry might be doing Draco felt a need to be as close to the brunette as he possibly could. Even if he had to shower or go to the bathroom, Draco would wait outside the bathroom, waiting obediently as if he were a puppy following his owner around the house.
It was a nice routine they had, soon to be ruined by the end of the two weeks or so he thought it would be two weeks.
Until Harry was pleasantly surprised to see a few students returned early.
Two of them being a certain pair of Gryffindor’s whom Harry was bonded with. The trio shared a hug while Draco stayed put in the background, Ron shot him a scowl.
Rolling his eyes Draco hadn’t a care what the ginger thought of him.
At least that’s what he liked to think. When really he wanted to get along with the two just so he could stay close to his beloved brunette.
“What’s he doing here?” The ginger sneered puffing himself out to look bigger as he approached Draco, Harry and Hermione watched the two get in one another’s face.
Spitting insults, “Enough out of you Malfoy.” Harry reprimanded the blonde but not the ginger.
“But he-“ Draco tried to argue his case, to be seen in all his innocence. “Enough.” Harry reminded shooting him a deadly look, nodding in silence he was obedient for once.
Something Ron thought he’d never see in his life time.
Trailing behind the trio, Draco felt betrayed by someone who he thought loved him. Sure, they just started getting close but he thought what they had was real, was Harry just lying to him? It would make sense, after all Draco had been cruel towards Harry since day one.
Deciding he’d be better off on his own, he left the little formation they had going on. He knew when he wasn’t wanted and knew how to take a hint, even if it meant feeling like Harry no longer needed him.
Back to his common room, plopping on the couch wishing he’d gone with Blaise.
Draco was alone again while he should be used to it, it felt more painful after experiencing the affection Harry had given him.
The blonde could feel the tears fall hard and fast but not a sound left him, afraid someone might hear him. No one did.
Harry pressed Hermione and Ron for details about their breaks, “How’s your mum Ron?” He missed Mrs.Weasley terribly. She had always felt like the closest thing to a mother he would ever get in this lifetime. “Wonderful she said you best go see her soon or she’ll have to drag you to the house.” They sat in the Gryffindor common room.
Hermione’s home life was always a touchy subject. She spoke very little of what she did when she was home.
“What have you been up to all week?” Hermione asked wanting the spotlight off of herself.
“Mostly taking walks around the castle with Malfoy, I’ve been in good company.” Harry enjoyed his time with Draco, how they’d bonded over the traumas of all they’d been through. Of course they’d been up to other things, things he wouldn’t admit to.
With a heavy heart and a steady stream of tears that wouldn’t let up, Draco found himself thinking all the negative thoughts that ran through his mind.
Worse he started believing them.
How could he do this to him? Was this a cruel punishment from the divine? No, it was a cruel joke from the man he loved most. That’s all it was, a joke for Harry to tell his friends and they would use it on him every chance they got, just as he did to them.
Maybe this is what he deserves for being such a terrible person to them.
Wanting nothing more than for Harry to come in through the common doors and hug him tightly, to brush the strands of hair out his face and reassure him that all would be okay. That Harry still cared for him like he did all last week.
But this wasn’t last week, this was now. He was seeing Harry for what he was.
A liar.A traitor.
A user.
Draco wouldn’t be treated like a common whore, not anymore at least. He had more pride than that, more dignity, he was a Malfoy after all.
It made him question if he should’ve listened to his father, maybe his father did know best. He should’ve gone home to his mother.
At least his mother gave him the time of day and didn’t act like he was nothing when her friends were around, Draco was his mothers pride and joy. He adored how she would dote on him, always made him feel like he was someone important and not just a Malfoy.
That he was her son rather than his fathers puppet, that’s all he was to his father. He would always appreciate the one parent he had, he was grateful for her and always would be.
Muttering to himself about how he missed home, he didn’t expect to be embraced.
“What’s the matter love?” Harry snuck his way into the Slytherin common room, “Get away from me you fucking liar.” Draco shot up back hitting a wall as he tried his best to create distance.
“You’re using me to make me look stupid! Aren’t you?” Draco screamed choking back a sob.
“I knew I was just some little play thing to you, all of this just so you could dangle my reputation over my head! And like a goddamn idiot I fell for your siren song, but you’re no better than he is. After everything I told you how he was, you used his idea so it would hurt more when you were done with me” the boy yelled, red in the face and pushing Harry off of him.
“Draco Malfoy I can’t help you if I don’t know what you’re going on about.” Harry lost his cool for a moment, it shook Draco to his core “You’re using me aren’t you?” He sniffled out.
“No no not at all love.” His tone much gentler than before.
Putting a hand out for Draco to grab, he lead the tear ridden boy to the couch so they could settle down.
“Sweetheart I wouldn’t trade you for the world, what on earth makes you think I’m using you?” Humming softly as he allowed Draco to cuddle up to him. He rubbed the boys back to soothe the boy a little.
Taking a moment to calm himself as soft sobs rang through him.
“Got mad at only me when Weasley was being a dick.” He spoke through shuddering breaths.
Harry could understand where he was coming from, he’d need to have a talk with Ron about the banter between him and the blonde. Of course that meant he would have to make the two stubborn boys sit down in a room and be civil about it all.
“My love can I tell you something?” Harry hummed making Draco look at him.
Wiping the blonde’s tears with his thumbs. Nodding softly Draco avoided Harry’s gaze.
“Look at me,” Harry told him, and Draco couldn’t help but listen to the brunette’s every word. Even after feeling betrayed he couldn’t help but want to please Harry, just for an ounce of attention. “There is no one I would want more than you, I have never not loved you.” He loved him?Surely he was mistaken, After everything he’d done?
Harry loved him?
“Love me? You?” Taken aback by what he’d been told.
Harry smiled warmly as he nodded his head, “Can I say it back?” Draco asked not knowing if it was right to say.
Another nod of confirmation.
“I love you Potter and I have since year one.”
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Having calmed down, Harry decided it was best to keep Draco away from his Gryffindor friends.Sadly that wouldn’t work out in the next coming days, Draco found himself becoming needy. Slowly but surely falling into his headspace, so many emotional episodes had happened that it was really only a matter of time.Harry didn’t get upset with the boy since he knew that being little could bring out big emotions. Harry didn’t mind it since it wasn’t his first rodeo, Draco hated it since he was trying to be a good boy so Harry would stay with him.Draco loved what they had going on and wanted it to last even if it meant his reputation was ruined, he just wanted the unconditional love.It all felt great but very temporary, he felt he was using borrowed time.He’d woken up disheveled and terrified that Blaise wasn’t there, his Baba wasn’t there. This was not ok with him by any means.Wondering out of his room in his pajamas, he was found by Hermione. She was confused to why there were tears in his eyes, “Are you okay?” She asked ushering him to follow her.All he could do was mumble nonsense as tears ran down his face.Draco felt helpless.Hermione offered her hand for him to hold, he normally wouldn’t accept a stranger’s hand as Blaise told him not to but he kinda knew her and she held the comfort that he craved in the moment. If he was honest he would rather be held, but holding hands was ok for now.Holding onto her hand while she guided him to wherever.Tears clouded his vision leaving him to rely on the curly hair girl’s guidance, unsure where their destination was he didn’t make a peep.Too scared of what would happen if he asked questions. Would she hit him like father would? Or would she tell him to hush up like mother did when she was in a bad mood? Maybe she would tell him where they were going?Whichever it was he wasn’t willing to take the chance of finding out.They came to a halt, he looked around to see where they could possibly be.Gryffindor common room.Harry shot up from where he and Ron had been playing, the ginger boy loved to play knights and Harry simply adored all littles, as did Hermione.Most did.“What’s the matter sweet boy?” Humming while pulling Draco into a hug, Harry simply adored how cuddly Draco could be in and out of headspace.It was to die for.“Want Blaise.” He softly sobbed out.It made Draco think he should’ve gone with him for the two weeks, or at least asked him to come back early. He shouldn’t have tried to act like a big boy when he wasn’t.“I know love, why don’t we go get changed out of your pjs and maybe we can do something fun yeah?” Harry hummed while wiping the tears from Draco’s face.He wanted to be carried, he couldn’t walk another step.Draco had a million and one complaints he could make, but he didn’t.“Carry me please.” His voice small and meek as he whispered to Harry, who was Potter to deny the boy of the comfort he so desperately needed. He was too cute to say no to, not to mention the crocodile tears that were being shed.Wrapping his legs around Harry’s waist as he was lifted up, “Up we go.” Kissing Draco’s cheek before they were off to get the now bubbly boy dressed for the day. Draco nuzzled into the brunettes neck, taking in the scent made him relax almost instantaneously.Ron had questions that needed to be answered.“Is he okay?” Ron asked while chewing on one of his many toys that Hermione had gotten him.“He’ll be just fine, he just woke up scared.” Ruffling his hair before putting it back into place, she loved to hear his giggles and laughs.It was nearing breakfast, so they’d need to eat before they got to do anything.Harry didn’t need to help much, he scavenged for anything that would tell him anything about little Draco.He didn’t have to look very hard, the blonde handed him a piece of folded up paper. The handwriting definitely wasn’t Draco’s, eyes trailing to the bottom of the paper it was quickly discovered that Blaise Zambini wrote it.‘A small care guide to Draco Malfoy’ it read, Harry pocketed the guide.Hermione and Harry would read over it when the kids were distracted, for now he helped Draco tie his shoes and helped zip up his jacket. “All better?” Harry hummed waiting for the nod he always got, only this time he shook his head ‘no’.Before any question could be ask Draco was rummaging through his suitcase, clearly on a mission of sorts.Pulling out a cream colored dragon, a jellycat to be specific.Draco seemed so excited to have the plush out, Harry didn’t understand why the dragon didn’t just live on the boys bed. “What’s his name?” Harry asked picking up Draco once more.“She’s a girl! Her name is Nini.” He huffed and puffed, how couldn’t Harry tell that Nini was a girl dragon not a boy dragon. What an ignorant man he was.“Oh, I’m so sorry Nini.” Harry said to the dragon that was tucked into Draco. “It’s ok” Draco said in a high pitched voice that was clearly made to be Nini’s voice. Harry smiled at the boys antics only to be told this wasn’t a laughing matter by Draco who had a very serious voice.Ron was excited to see Draco and Harry return, Hermione grabbed the ginger boy’s hand not wanting him to run off. Something he did quite often, never on purpose, he was a rambunctious child.Skipping along the whole way to the great hall, Draco was nervous to be around Ron.They hadn’t been getting along no matter how hard they’d tried.“Draco are you going to be kind to Ron?” Hermione asked as they sat down to have breakfast, Draco nodded a yes before his precious dragon was put somewhere safe. Something he wasn’t happy about, but he’d be devastated if any food were to get on her.“Ron are you going to be kind to Draco?” Harry asked the ginger who had already dug in, “Yeah we’re gonna be best buds!” He proclaimed with a full mouth and a hopeful gleam in his eyes.It warmed their hearts to hear how enthusiastic the ginger was to make friends.Ron had never had little friends given he couldn’t quite get along with them, he wasn’t too keen on sharing with other and overall had a bad attitude about making friends. He had been questioned about why but never gave an answer outside of, “they were too immature”.It left the two perplexed since littles were meant to be immature, but charted it up to Ron being an older little.He claimed to only need Harry and Hermione as friends, while sweet in sentiment it was somewhat a problem when other littles came along.After having breakfast they were back in the dorm, needing to clean up Ron’s toys off the common room floor.Draco went as far to even help, asking where he should put things. It was very unexpected but very sweet, it was also the first little they’ve ever met who was enthusiastic about cleaning. They brushed it off as him wanting to be helpful.“Is there anything you two want to do today?” Harry asked the boys whom sat chit chatting with one another, they mostly spoke to one another about their stuffed animals.Both were well loved toys, Ron’s was a bit more ragged and Draco’s a bit newer.The ragged lions name was Sunny and the dragon Nini.“Can Nini be friends with Sunny?” Draco asked as the two stuffed animals waved to one another.“Yeah! Just like us!” Ron and Draco completely ignored the question they were asked.“Can we go library?” Draco wanted to read about dragons and princesses, Hermione was quick to nurture this. “Absolutely, let’s waste no time.” She smiled widely grabbing Draco by the hand, he giggled at her excitement. Ron on the other hand wasn’t as excited, he wasn’t one for books unless it was a bedtime story.Harry picked up on this, “we can do what you want after the library how does that sound?” He questioned the ginger. Ron smiled brightly before nodding, they caught u the other two be with the other two.Draco showed Hermione all his favorite dragon books from the kids section, meanwhile Ron was bored out of his mind.Harry did his best to keep the ginger entertained.An hour in Ron was fussing more than anything, Draco was becoming tired. Dozing off as he flipped through pages, A nap was in order.Putting Draco down for a nap was a nightmare, he flailed and screamed.Tears fell and dragons were thrown.He refused to voice what could possibly be wrong with him, Hermione had checked the guide to Draco Malfoy.All the poor boy needed was a cuddle buddy.Ron insisted that Draco lay with him for their nap, Harry and Hermione didn’t feel it was the best idea granted there was a good chance they’d wake up out of headspace.But Ron persisted.He got his way, he always did.Both boys were spoiled rotten by their caregivers, it was only recently that Blaise was able to tell Draco ‘no’.Hermione and Harry had a chance to talk about the situation with Draco and Harry.Now that it was apparent he’d be around more often.“So you and Draco?” She hummed wiggling her eyebrows, “It’s not like that!” Pausing for a moment remembering the many kisses they shared and the very noticeable marks on Draco’s neck. “So it’s kind of like that, but it’s not like anything is official.” Sighing out as he ruffled the back of his hair.He wasn’t sure what all he should tell her, “So like perhaps my mouth and his mouth touched but that’s besides the point.” Confessing all that he had been thinking all he had done with Draco.Harry was thankful Draco was sleeping, otherwise he would have a hissy fit.Of course a hissy fit couldn’t be avoided.Hearing a thud from the area where the boys were, it caught their attention. “What the bloody hell are you doing?” Ron’s breathing was quick as he was startled.Rolling on his side from the floor Draco groaned dramatically.“That hurt you asshole.” Pulled up by Harry whom Draco embraced not wanting to let go of the other, “Still sleepy.” Harry hummed only getting a nod from Draco.“Why were we in the same bed?” Ron asked Hermione in a hushed voice.“You insisted.” She giggled.
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Hello everyone! I would like to thank everyone for the Kudos and comments I love to see them! I’ve been trying to get a new chapter up, but if I’m honest i absolutely despise this story. So as a result I have decided to tear down the story and give it the proper love it deserves. When I wrote this story I put all 7 chapters out in a 2 day time period so in my opinion it’s not very well written. I’d like to give it the love it deserves by rewriting it! I don’t know how much of the story line I’m going to change but we definitely will still have Little Ron and Little Draco shenanigans!!! If anyone has a suggestions as to how I should write this storyline hit me up on discord (@original.robin) because I absolutely suck ass at storylines and would really appreciate the feedback and help!!!!