Marital Bliss Or Maybe Not
Slytherin Cunning
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Or Maybe Not…
by Nymphy Fate.
fate, Lucius and Narcissa
Malfoy marry their son off to the Potter’s child six months after Harry’s
birth, in order to protect them both.
Neither Harry nor Draco were told of this,
however. Now, seventeen years later,
Harry and Draco are having dreams of each other, and get so fed up with them
that they go and tell Dumbledore about them.
Finding out that they have been married practically since birth, they
must now get married once again in order to reaffirm their bond.
since they’re going to be married for the rest of their lives.
review! XD
obviously.
swearing.
between two boys – TWO, count ‘em, TWO – meaning that
this is SLASH. If that
and don’t even think about flaming me, because I WILL get very, very mad at you
and rant about you in the next chapter/fic I write.
but disregards HBP and DH. But yes,
Harry and Draco are seventeen, for
all intents and purposes of my story.
and decided to write it down, as it was absolutely spur of the moment, so this
may not be the most original or best fic out there, but nevertheless, I hope
you like/enjoy it either way. Read on!
certain blond Slytherin named Draco Malfoy, rather than the Ginger Shrew Ginny
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“
his office. It… it really means a lot to
me, you know…” Harry finished softly, staring at the black silk comforter on
the king size canopy bed back in their new rooms.
fifteen minutes before, and had gone exploring.
They weren’t much, really, but they were a nice enough that they would
be adequate living space for the remaining six months of their last school
year. Now that they had already gotten
done with looking at all of their living space, they had been sitting on the
bed in silence for the past five minutes until Harry had finally spoken.
“It’s
no problem, I mean… we… we don’t need to carry on the Malfoy name, I’d really
rather not anyway. My father fucked it
up a long time ago, so it doesn’t really matter now that he’s spoilt the name
for the rest of us… Besides, it just seemed so goddamn special to you that…
well anyway, I guess it doesn’t matter now, anyway.
already… Merlin, I can’t believe
this is actually happening… I’m married
to Harry bloody Potter… Married!”
Harry
gave him a teasing smile. “You’re a
Potter now, too, you know… Surreal,
isn’t it? I’m married to Draco
combination… Draco Potter.
If anything, I should be the one taking your last name. Seeing as
how I’m supposed to be the bottom in this relationship anyway…”
sulking.
“Sure,
Potter, whatever you say,” Draco smirked.
“Shove
off,” Harry snarled, moving as far away from his
husband as he could to still be touching, as the bond still hadn’t fully
settled yet, and he and Draco would still need to be in constant contact until
it did so.
Draco
laughed a bit, and started to shake the boy who was now lying on his side,
facing away from the blond. “Harry –
Harry, I’m sorry, it’s just… you really are
more submissive than me, I mean, you must know
that…”
Harry
shot up in bed, glaring at his husband.
“Well I don’t!
me?! I am NOT the bottom in this… this…
this THING, and you’ll see! I’ll prove
it to you – you’re going to be the one to get pregnant here, NOT ME!”
Draco
got a feral glint in his eyes, expression transforming from amused to
mischievous. “Will I?” he smirked,
placing one hand firmly on each side of Harry’s body, as he slowly straddled
his husband. “I’m going to get pregnant, Harry?
You’re quite sure about this?”
Harry
gulped nervously from the new position, having never been this close to his
husband, let alone anyone else, before. He
nodded shakily, trying his best not to look as panicky as he felt.
yes. Yes, you will,” he told the
blond, who right then – silver eyes not leaving his own emerald ones – trailed
a slim finger up his side. Harry had to
clench his eyes shut and bite his lip in order to assure himself that he
wouldn’t moan out loud.