Broken hearts in broken homes

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
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Broken hearts in broken homes
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Draco Malfoy, a name nobody would be forgetting anytime soon. The same thing could be said about Harry Potter, though his name would remain a subject in History of Magic as: the hero of the wizarding world. As for Draco Malfoy, god only knows on which side of the story he'd end up fighting.
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Chapter 19

Being back at Hogwarts really showed them how close they'd become since the holidays they'd spent together. They hardly did anything without Draco anymore. It was adorable, because they'd officially become a quatro instead of a trio. It put Draco in an awkward position though, since he decided on acting normal, his feelings for Harry had only grown. He knew Harry was about to confess on Christmas Eve, and thank fuck that he didn't. He wouldn't have known what to say. Confess too? Friendliness him? Tell him the truth, that he loved him but didn't want a relationship for Harry's own good? The puppy boy was lost from Draco's mind for two weeks, but once he got back to the school, he was at the front of it, fighting with Harry. This morning wasn't any different, Draco was wondering if he'd either stay in bed and shower later or listen to the puppys moans again. The latter won, of course. So there he is, ten minutes after waking up, eyes closed, water trickling down his back, moans bouncing off the walls. "I need- need you to- oh gosh." The only problem was, that the puppy boy wasn't anonymous anymore, well he still didn't know who it was, but his mind sure did a good job of picturing Harry. In puppy ears. Wet. "Don't stop, Please Don't stop." Draco washes his hair while the puppy whimpers and moans. Soft slaps can be heard while the boy whines. "I-I'll be good. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have- should've listened. Yes." Draco smirks. He was naughty huh? Didn't follow orders? What a shame... "Your worthless puppy. Yes!" Draco bites his lip while trying not to think of Harry. He'd have him pinned against the wall, water running down his back, hand on Harry's throat and thigh between his legs. Demanding him to tell him what he'd done, why he didn't listen, why he broke the rules. He'd force him down on his knees, to take his- "O-Oh fuck!" Draco's head snaps up at the high pitched tone. He came. He quickly turned off his shower and cast a drying charm while getting dressed and running to his dorm as fast, and quietly, as he possibly could. He stands still against his door while catching his breath. Fuck that was close. He stands there for a little while, calling his heart before looking around and finding his books for first period. He still had some time before he had to go to breakfast... maybe he could get rid of his boner quickly. He bites his lip while running his hand over his bulge. Fuck he needs Harry so bad. In front of him, on his knees, mouth open, wet lips, eyes so subby and desperate for his cock. He groans while picturing it. His hair a mess, from all the pulling, his cheeks pink from sweating and his dick ready for Draco to use as he pleases, time and time again. "Fuck, Potter." He growls lowly while breathing in deeply. He has to stop himself now, before he gets too carried away and has the golden trio knocking on his door because he's late. He focusses on his breathing while banning the sexy images from his mind. "Breakfast." He softly mumbles to himself before fixing his pants and walking to the great hall.

"Morning!" He looks up at Hermiones chirpy tone and smiles at her. "Good morning." Harry sits next to him and smiles at him while handing him his apple. Gosh he looks so soft today. How is that a thing? How can anyone look soft anyway? "How is your stomach?" Draco hums. So caring... fucking hell. "It's improved a lot. Still hurts from time to time but that's mostly after dinner." Hermione nods and sips her tea. "It's good that it's working then! Dinner is the biggest meal of the day so that's probably why." Draco hums while eating his apple.
It was great, knowing they were all friends now, even him and Ron had gotten friendlier. Though they would absolutely never admit that they liked each other out loud. People were still rude and mean to him though, that hadn't changed. But with the golden trio at his side they didn't dare say anything anymore. "Have you been reading that book I gave you?" He asks, making Ron spit out his drink. "Has she stopped, you mean? You ruined our sex life man." Harry laughs while Draco smirks and tilts his head. "Are you sure that wasn't your doing Weasley?" He grumbles something angrily and huffs with crossed arms. "You did that to yourself." Harry says with a chuckle while Draco hums approvingly. "I'm nearly finished." Hermione happily says. He raises his eyebrow and nods. "Impressive." He muses, making her roll her eyes with a fond smile. "When are you planning on going to the animal show?" Harry asks. Ron had told them everything about it since he got the tickets. Finding out new facts every day. "We're planning on going either during our Easter break or over summer." He excitedly says. "What are You most excited for?" Harry asks, knowing full well that it changes every two or three days. "I think the silver sealions! They're supposedly almost extinct but they're trying out a breeding programme! If we go over Easter we might see them actually give birth." Draco sips his tea while Hermione smiles fondly at Ron. "Well that would be really interesting, if you could go around Easter to see it then." Harry says making Ron nod excitedly. "Students, I'd like your attention, please." They all look up with a frown and listen intently to headmistress Mcgonnogal. "Professor Sprout has fallen Ill, so her classes are free periods for the remainder of the week." Ron does a fist bump in the air while Harry sigh happily and Hermione looks a mix of sad and happy. "Wasn't that all we had today?" Harry asks, making Draco nod. "Yep." Ron says. "What are we going to do today then?" Hermione smiles. "I'd like to finish a history of magic, then I can start on my to be read list tomorrow." Ron huffs. "Harry?" He shrugs and looks at Draco. "We could all discuss some Quidditch tactics ?" Ron nods. "Sure." So Draco agrees.

 

It was dinner before they even got to half of their ideas. They tried eating quickly to cram in another discussion but Hermione persuaded Ron to go with her instead for a game of exploding snap and 'cuddles'. Draco had smirked when he heard it. As if they weren't planning on doing more than 'just cuddle'. So he stayed up late, talking to Harry about quidditch tactics without Ron. They had a new training programme coming up and he wanted Draco's opinion on it. After four more hours of talking and teasing Draco called it a night. Harry left horny and in desperate need of relief while Draco got in bed with a proud smile plastered on his face. It was so easy to get Harry all would up. He turned of the lights and got comfy while the tiredness in his body slowly started to take over. "Fuck!" Draco groaned and put the spare pillow over his head. Who the hell was up that late and why did they have to be so loud. If there was one thing he absolutely hated, it was loud people while he was at the edge of sleep. "More, oh god, more." His eyes went wide as he registered what was going on. Was that Harry?! "Fuck, Draco, Draco!" Harry was moaning out his name. Did he forget to cast a muffliato? "Need you, need more please!" And why did all of that sound so familiar? "Your good puppy, Draco. Yes, yours." His head nearly exploded while his cock twitched. He'd been listening to Harry all along... "Yes! Yes, yes! Ah!" He shivered and closed his eyes while breathing in deeply. Focus. Go back to sleep. He could think about this in the morning. Shit... what was he going to do now? His last resort wasn't an option at all... it's one and the same.

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