A Contented Smile
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
4,832
Reviews:
29
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
A Contented Smile
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Draco Malfoy leaned back on one arm and stared down into the sleeping face of his new lover with a small smile curling the corners of his pink bow lips. Harry looked so innocent as he lay there sleeping, his unruly hair sticking out in every direction, his long eyelashes casting shadows across his cheeks.
The thing was, with Harry Potter, the innocence wasn’t an illusion. It was the real thing. It had taken months of wooing to convince Harry that Draco was sincere about wanting to be with him. Months of longing glances and sneaking kisses and sending sappy love poems but it had all been worth it, because now Draco was exactly where he wanted to be, in Harry Potters heart.
Draco kissed him lightly on the ear and grinned as Harry squirmed. The Gryffindor had been a mystery to him for as long as he could remember, but finally he had figured him out and the truth had truly astonished him. Draco had never known anyone like Harry before.
Harry Potter lived by a code of his own creation, never in his life had he ever done an evil, selfish or petty thing. Harry was a true hero in every sense of the word.
Draco didn’t doubt for a second that that was a fact any more than he had doubted Harry when he had tremblingly confessed his love for the Prince of Slytherin, and given himself body and soul to his first lover.
Gently he brushed a stray lock of hair from Harry’s forehead. Draco had taken the other boy's virginity as tenderly as he possibly could, stroking Harry when he cried out, whispering reassuring words of love and passion in his ear as they were finally joined as one.
Slowly, so as not to wake Harry, Draco slipped from the bed and crossed the room, spelling his clothes back on as he reached the door.
Harry mumbled in his sleep and threw his arm wide across the bed, looking for his erstwhile lover in his dreams.
Watching him, Draco smiled contentedly; then he placed a large wad of muggle cash on Harry’s dresser and waltzed out the door.
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Draco Malfoy leaned back on one arm and stared down into the sleeping face of his new lover with a small smile curling the corners of his pink bow lips. Harry looked so innocent as he lay there sleeping, his unruly hair sticking out in every direction, his long eyelashes casting shadows across his cheeks.
The thing was, with Harry Potter, the innocence wasn’t an illusion. It was the real thing. It had taken months of wooing to convince Harry that Draco was sincere about wanting to be with him. Months of longing glances and sneaking kisses and sending sappy love poems but it had all been worth it, because now Draco was exactly where he wanted to be, in Harry Potters heart.
Draco kissed him lightly on the ear and grinned as Harry squirmed. The Gryffindor had been a mystery to him for as long as he could remember, but finally he had figured him out and the truth had truly astonished him. Draco had never known anyone like Harry before.
Harry Potter lived by a code of his own creation, never in his life had he ever done an evil, selfish or petty thing. Harry was a true hero in every sense of the word.
Draco didn’t doubt for a second that that was a fact any more than he had doubted Harry when he had tremblingly confessed his love for the Prince of Slytherin, and given himself body and soul to his first lover.
Gently he brushed a stray lock of hair from Harry’s forehead. Draco had taken the other boy's virginity as tenderly as he possibly could, stroking Harry when he cried out, whispering reassuring words of love and passion in his ear as they were finally joined as one.
Slowly, so as not to wake Harry, Draco slipped from the bed and crossed the room, spelling his clothes back on as he reached the door.
Harry mumbled in his sleep and threw his arm wide across the bed, looking for his erstwhile lover in his dreams.
Watching him, Draco smiled contentedly; then he placed a large wad of muggle cash on Harry’s dresser and waltzed out the door.
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