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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
Views:
2,284
Reviews:
10
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0
Currently Reading:
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Why Do You Do This To Me
Why Do You Do This To Me
“Kiss me Potter,” Malfoy said out of nowhere blindsiding Harry, making Harry feel like he was just hit by the knight Bus.
“What?!” Harry said immediately flying out of his chair and backing up searching for the doorknob behind his back, “I’m not gay Malfoy, I have a wife and kids. I’m…there…there’s no way I’m gonna kiss you.”
“Why not? If you’re perfectly comfortable with your sexuality then I don’t see the big deal of kissing me. A little one, no tongue. You have to find out what you really feel in order to fix what’s broken. If you feel nothing, no interest, no spark of curiosity in kissing me, then you still have feelings for you’re wife,” Malfoy said rising from his chair looking Harry straight in the eye, his glance never wavering.
“I have no idea how that justifies you asking me to…to…to kiss you!” Harry yelled getting very angry at the thought that Malfoy even suggested him kissing him.
“Then leave, you don’t follow what I have to say then you can just leave,” Malfoy said, “No wonder you’re wide left you, who would want to live with someone as stubborn and as big of a prat as you!” Malfoy exclaimed, the malice and hate from school coming back ten fold.
“Don’t you dare go on about me, you fucking pouf, you’re the one asking me to kiss you! Don’t you date start on about me Malfoy!” Harry shouted advancing on Malfoy as if he was ready to hit him.
“Look at me. I’m Potter, my life sucks blah blah! My parent’s are dead. I saved the wizarding world. Big fucking deal!” Malfoy said coming around his desk and coming face to face with Harry, “G and cry about it Potter. Drink yourself into oblivion again. Obviously no one cares. You’re wife is gone and you’ve driven all your friends away from you. If that’s how you want to live your life then go for it. But take it from be that’s no way to live. Being lonely is no life Potter!” Malfoy said basically spitting out Harry’s name.
It happened before both of them knew what was happening. No one called Harry Potter a coward. No one talked about Harry Potter like that. So he did it. He grabbed Malfoy’s head and crashed his lips onto his. It was quick and hard and rough. But instead of being quick it progressed. Hands went into hair and Draco’s lips parted welcoming Harry’s quick tongue, “I can’t do this!” Harry shouted. Pushing himself away from Draco. He walked out of the door and thundered down the steps and into the Entrance Hall and out the huge double doors.
I can’t believe I just did that. I kissed Draco…I mean Malfoy. I’m going to be brushing my teeth for a year. Harry thought to himself. I can’t believe myself. I just kissed Draco fucking Malfoy. Harry stopped, “I just did what?!” He yelled to himself.
He was so mad he didn’t know whether to get as far away from Malfoy as he could or to go back to the house and punch him in the face. He decided to walk away. He came to the end of the road outside of Malfoy Manor, looked back at the ominous house and then apparated home.
He found himself outside of his house with all of his stuff outside on the lawn. “What the--“ He walked into the house, “Ginny! Is that you?”
“I’ve decided I’m living here. You hit my brother I get the house, you’re lazy alcoholic ass can find some where else to live. I shouldn’t be forced to go and live with my—“ her protests were muffled by Harry’s lips crashing on top of hers. His fingers threaded through her red hair and his arm snaked around her tiny waist bringing her closer to him.
“Let me show you, how much I love you,” Harry whispered against her lips and he lifted her. She complied and wrapped her legs around his waist and carried her to the bedroom and laid her onto their bed. Slowly rubbing his hands on her stomach and up her shirt over her breasts that fit perfectly into his hands. I lifted her shirt from over her head and kissed her neck with feather light kisses.
“Harry,” she sighed running her fingers through his tousled black hair. As he kissed down her neck the flitting image of a blonde flew into his mind and a part of him wanted it to be…what! What was he thinking! He quickly shook that out of his mind and started undoing Ginny’s jeans.
She slid her hands up his shirt and started unbuttoning it. Running her fingers over his broad chest, “I missed this,” she whispered onto his lips as they both slipped out of their pants. Ginny slipped his shirt off of his shoulders and groaned as Harry pushed into her with one swift thrust.
But she knew nothing of the internal conflict that he was going through as he thrust in and out of his petite wife. The woman that he had loved for many many years. He just couldn’t get the past hour out of his head.
“Kiss me Potter,” Malfoy said out of nowhere blindsiding Harry, making Harry feel like he was just hit by the knight Bus.
“What?!” Harry said immediately flying out of his chair and backing up searching for the doorknob behind his back, “I’m not gay Malfoy, I have a wife and kids. I’m…there…there’s no way I’m gonna kiss you.”
“Why not? If you’re perfectly comfortable with your sexuality then I don’t see the big deal of kissing me. A little one, no tongue. You have to find out what you really feel in order to fix what’s broken. If you feel nothing, no interest, no spark of curiosity in kissing me, then you still have feelings for you’re wife,” Malfoy said rising from his chair looking Harry straight in the eye, his glance never wavering.
“I have no idea how that justifies you asking me to…to…to kiss you!” Harry yelled getting very angry at the thought that Malfoy even suggested him kissing him.
“Then leave, you don’t follow what I have to say then you can just leave,” Malfoy said, “No wonder you’re wide left you, who would want to live with someone as stubborn and as big of a prat as you!” Malfoy exclaimed, the malice and hate from school coming back ten fold.
“Don’t you dare go on about me, you fucking pouf, you’re the one asking me to kiss you! Don’t you date start on about me Malfoy!” Harry shouted advancing on Malfoy as if he was ready to hit him.
“Look at me. I’m Potter, my life sucks blah blah! My parent’s are dead. I saved the wizarding world. Big fucking deal!” Malfoy said coming around his desk and coming face to face with Harry, “G and cry about it Potter. Drink yourself into oblivion again. Obviously no one cares. You’re wife is gone and you’ve driven all your friends away from you. If that’s how you want to live your life then go for it. But take it from be that’s no way to live. Being lonely is no life Potter!” Malfoy said basically spitting out Harry’s name.
It happened before both of them knew what was happening. No one called Harry Potter a coward. No one talked about Harry Potter like that. So he did it. He grabbed Malfoy’s head and crashed his lips onto his. It was quick and hard and rough. But instead of being quick it progressed. Hands went into hair and Draco’s lips parted welcoming Harry’s quick tongue, “I can’t do this!” Harry shouted. Pushing himself away from Draco. He walked out of the door and thundered down the steps and into the Entrance Hall and out the huge double doors.
I can’t believe I just did that. I kissed Draco…I mean Malfoy. I’m going to be brushing my teeth for a year. Harry thought to himself. I can’t believe myself. I just kissed Draco fucking Malfoy. Harry stopped, “I just did what?!” He yelled to himself.
He was so mad he didn’t know whether to get as far away from Malfoy as he could or to go back to the house and punch him in the face. He decided to walk away. He came to the end of the road outside of Malfoy Manor, looked back at the ominous house and then apparated home.
He found himself outside of his house with all of his stuff outside on the lawn. “What the--“ He walked into the house, “Ginny! Is that you?”
“I’ve decided I’m living here. You hit my brother I get the house, you’re lazy alcoholic ass can find some where else to live. I shouldn’t be forced to go and live with my—“ her protests were muffled by Harry’s lips crashing on top of hers. His fingers threaded through her red hair and his arm snaked around her tiny waist bringing her closer to him.
“Let me show you, how much I love you,” Harry whispered against her lips and he lifted her. She complied and wrapped her legs around his waist and carried her to the bedroom and laid her onto their bed. Slowly rubbing his hands on her stomach and up her shirt over her breasts that fit perfectly into his hands. I lifted her shirt from over her head and kissed her neck with feather light kisses.
“Harry,” she sighed running her fingers through his tousled black hair. As he kissed down her neck the flitting image of a blonde flew into his mind and a part of him wanted it to be…what! What was he thinking! He quickly shook that out of his mind and started undoing Ginny’s jeans.
She slid her hands up his shirt and started unbuttoning it. Running her fingers over his broad chest, “I missed this,” she whispered onto his lips as they both slipped out of their pants. Ginny slipped his shirt off of his shoulders and groaned as Harry pushed into her with one swift thrust.
But she knew nothing of the internal conflict that he was going through as he thrust in and out of his petite wife. The woman that he had loved for many many years. He just couldn’t get the past hour out of his head.