A Little Blood Never Hurt
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
22,864
Reviews:
39
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.
Chapter 1: A Story About to Begin
A/N: Thank you for the reviews. I am sad to say that I didn’t even check the first chapter over twice and I am very ashamed of myself. I feel as though I can write better at midnight when it’s quiet and so my senses are not in tune with the mistakes I make. I should learn to leave it and read it the next day to make sure I have no mistakes. Thank you to everyone who told me about my mistakes. It is very much appreciated. I like feedback so I can become a better author. I would also like to say that as far as I’m concerned, the 7th book never happened and Harry didn’t choose to run off.
Next chapter coming very soon.
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CHAPTER 1: A STORY ABOUT TO BEGIN
Harry sighed as he packed his items into his trunk. All summer he had been dreading this day. While the teenager was happy to be getting away from his aunt and uncle, the last thing he wanted at the moment was to go back to Hogwarts. The memories plagued his mind and he could feel tinge of sadness hit him every time. It was like a demon to him, tormenting him and reminding him of what was to come. A war was brewing and it had already begun. The people of this world and even the wizard world were not ready for it. They could never be when in their minds the war was over long ago. Oh yes, they showed their fear every time there was a murder and even their own sadness, but that didn’t make them believe what was really happening, they didn’t want to.
Harry was just a pawn in the whole game. The one that they hoped would make the fear go away. Harry wasn’t sure if he could. His own fear taunted him.
“Harry?” Harry turned, his eyes landing on the young witch standing at his bedroom door. Hermione and Ron had told him before they went their separate ways that they would come to get him during the holidays, and while Harry wasn’t so sure if they would live up to their word, he was not surprised to see her there. She was smiling as she rushed over to her best friend, pulling him into a hug. “Harry, it is so good to see you. I have missed you so much”
Harry wondered if that was true. He didn’t want to sound nasty, but he felt as though Hermione and Ron didn’t even notice him anymore. Like he was something they used when they needed him. While Harry knew he sounded like a girl, he didn’t care. It was nothing but the truth.
“Hermione” He greeted, hugging her back before pulling away “how has your summer been so far?”
“Oh Harry” Her smile widened “It has been so fantastic. The best yet. But now you are coming with us, it will only get better” Harry thought that sounded a little corny.
“And we all know why” The Boy Who Lived looked around his bushy haired friend and took in the site of the beautiful redhead girl leaning against the doorframe. While it hadn’t been long since Harry had seen Ginny last, she had changed. Her beauty shone even more. Maybe it was all the make up she was wearing and even the trampy clothes.
“What does that mean?” Harry heard Hermione snap as she spun around, facing the other girl, almost ready to attack.
“Oh you know, how you and Ron got together” Was Harry surprised? No. Not really. He knew it would have happened sooner or later, it wasn’t like it was not obvious or anything. But that didn’t stop Hermione from turning red. Before she could say anything though, Harry interrupted.
“Where is Ron anyway?” The black haired teen watched as his best friend glared at Ginny before turning and smiling happily at him.
“At the Burrow. Mrs Weasley wouldn’t let him leave until he finished his chores. So we decided to come and get you while he was doing them. Are you packed?” Harry nodded once, his eyes never leaving Hermione.
He had never seen her so happy in his entire life. Even her appearance had changed. While her hair was still bushy, it was tamed a little and pulled back in piggy tale the best it could. She looked a lot more open and eager with a tighter sweater and jeans that showed off her skinny but decent figure. Her face seemed to have a permanent flush to it and eyes danced in the light. One would think there was no war lurking with the way she looked.
“So let’s be off then” Harry looked on amused as Hermione skipped out of room. He glanced at Ginny who shrugged her shoulders good naturally and followed her out. Harry grabbed his trunk and sighed. Yes, this should be an interesting summer.
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Draco stared into the mirror, his face blank as he stood tall. He looked exactly as he did before the ceremony except he felt so much different. His mother and father had told him it was because the animal inside him, and he did believe it too. The animal lurked, wanting blood. Not just any blood though, it wanted the blood of it’s mate. Draco knew who his mate was, it wasn’t hard to tell. His interest in Harry Potter was not one of hate. Oh no. He wanted to throw Harry Potter against the wall and fuck him like an animal. He wanted to fuck Harry Potter until he came, making sure not one bit of cum came out of the Gryffindor’s rosy hole. He had to ensure he would impregnate the other teenager after all. His kind needed Draco to have heirs.
In the end, Harry Potter would be his. Forever. He would stand by Draco’s side and live longer then any wizard and witch before them. They would be together for eternity. He could smell him already, a soft scent of strawberries. The younger Draco had laughed when he first smelt the Boy Who Lived, what male smelt like strawberries? But the Draco now and the animal inside of him loved it.
Draco had the perfect plan to make Harry Potter his and he would go through with it tomorrow, where he knew Harry Potter would be. Diagon Alley. He couldn’t wait.
Next chapter coming very soon.
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CHAPTER 1: A STORY ABOUT TO BEGIN
Harry sighed as he packed his items into his trunk. All summer he had been dreading this day. While the teenager was happy to be getting away from his aunt and uncle, the last thing he wanted at the moment was to go back to Hogwarts. The memories plagued his mind and he could feel tinge of sadness hit him every time. It was like a demon to him, tormenting him and reminding him of what was to come. A war was brewing and it had already begun. The people of this world and even the wizard world were not ready for it. They could never be when in their minds the war was over long ago. Oh yes, they showed their fear every time there was a murder and even their own sadness, but that didn’t make them believe what was really happening, they didn’t want to.
Harry was just a pawn in the whole game. The one that they hoped would make the fear go away. Harry wasn’t sure if he could. His own fear taunted him.
“Harry?” Harry turned, his eyes landing on the young witch standing at his bedroom door. Hermione and Ron had told him before they went their separate ways that they would come to get him during the holidays, and while Harry wasn’t so sure if they would live up to their word, he was not surprised to see her there. She was smiling as she rushed over to her best friend, pulling him into a hug. “Harry, it is so good to see you. I have missed you so much”
Harry wondered if that was true. He didn’t want to sound nasty, but he felt as though Hermione and Ron didn’t even notice him anymore. Like he was something they used when they needed him. While Harry knew he sounded like a girl, he didn’t care. It was nothing but the truth.
“Hermione” He greeted, hugging her back before pulling away “how has your summer been so far?”
“Oh Harry” Her smile widened “It has been so fantastic. The best yet. But now you are coming with us, it will only get better” Harry thought that sounded a little corny.
“And we all know why” The Boy Who Lived looked around his bushy haired friend and took in the site of the beautiful redhead girl leaning against the doorframe. While it hadn’t been long since Harry had seen Ginny last, she had changed. Her beauty shone even more. Maybe it was all the make up she was wearing and even the trampy clothes.
“What does that mean?” Harry heard Hermione snap as she spun around, facing the other girl, almost ready to attack.
“Oh you know, how you and Ron got together” Was Harry surprised? No. Not really. He knew it would have happened sooner or later, it wasn’t like it was not obvious or anything. But that didn’t stop Hermione from turning red. Before she could say anything though, Harry interrupted.
“Where is Ron anyway?” The black haired teen watched as his best friend glared at Ginny before turning and smiling happily at him.
“At the Burrow. Mrs Weasley wouldn’t let him leave until he finished his chores. So we decided to come and get you while he was doing them. Are you packed?” Harry nodded once, his eyes never leaving Hermione.
He had never seen her so happy in his entire life. Even her appearance had changed. While her hair was still bushy, it was tamed a little and pulled back in piggy tale the best it could. She looked a lot more open and eager with a tighter sweater and jeans that showed off her skinny but decent figure. Her face seemed to have a permanent flush to it and eyes danced in the light. One would think there was no war lurking with the way she looked.
“So let’s be off then” Harry looked on amused as Hermione skipped out of room. He glanced at Ginny who shrugged her shoulders good naturally and followed her out. Harry grabbed his trunk and sighed. Yes, this should be an interesting summer.
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Draco stared into the mirror, his face blank as he stood tall. He looked exactly as he did before the ceremony except he felt so much different. His mother and father had told him it was because the animal inside him, and he did believe it too. The animal lurked, wanting blood. Not just any blood though, it wanted the blood of it’s mate. Draco knew who his mate was, it wasn’t hard to tell. His interest in Harry Potter was not one of hate. Oh no. He wanted to throw Harry Potter against the wall and fuck him like an animal. He wanted to fuck Harry Potter until he came, making sure not one bit of cum came out of the Gryffindor’s rosy hole. He had to ensure he would impregnate the other teenager after all. His kind needed Draco to have heirs.
In the end, Harry Potter would be his. Forever. He would stand by Draco’s side and live longer then any wizard and witch before them. They would be together for eternity. He could smell him already, a soft scent of strawberries. The younger Draco had laughed when he first smelt the Boy Who Lived, what male smelt like strawberries? But the Draco now and the animal inside of him loved it.
Draco had the perfect plan to make Harry Potter his and he would go through with it tomorrow, where he knew Harry Potter would be. Diagon Alley. He couldn’t wait.