The Killing Power of Love
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
1,361
Reviews:
6
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.
The Killing Power of Love
Key:
‘Thoughts’
“Conversation”
Flash Backs
Draco Looked at Harry. He didn't know what was going on with his lover but he didn't like it. Sitting in the chair opposite him, Draco looked down at the menu. It'd been so long since they had last been out. It had nothing to do with him it had everything to do with Harry and his fear. He didn't even talk to Blaise anymore because Harry had blown a conniption fit. He still remembered the bruises, and felt them as if they were still there.
Draco turned to the sound of the door opening, smiling when he saw it was Harry. Harry on the other hand didn't look so happy to see him. He got up to go greet his boyfriend.
"Hello honey, how was work?" Draco reached up to pull Harry down for a kiss but stopped when he felt Harry grip his wrist. Looking up he saw the anger in his eyes.
Swallowing he looked back at his friend still on the sofa. Schooling his features he smirked, "Hey Blaise why don't you take off so I can really welcome Harry home."
Blaise chuckled, but stood. Walking over to the couple he gave Draco a swift hug, and kiss on the cheek. Patting Harry on the shoulder he took his leave.
"Harry, you're hurting me. Let go." Draco tugged on his wrist that Harry had in death grip. He blinked when he found himself press against the door with the knob biting in to his side. "You're really hurting me! What's wrong?"
Harry had just looked at him with anger in his eyes. His grip tightening ever so slightly, with every intake of air. He pressed his body flushed with Draco's.
Pain racked Draco's body when Harry reared back and hit him; he barely heard the growled words that came from Harry's mouth.
"Mine, you're mine. I refuse to share you."
Before Draco could respond his pants were off and Harry entered him forcefully. Wincing against the pain, he tried to relax until he felt Harry's hand against his throat. Silent tears slipped down his face but went unnoticed by the man pounding into him.
When Harry climaxed he carried Draco to the sofa where he stayed for the rest of the night. He didn't even move when he heard Harry leave or return. He wanted to curl up and disappear.
Harry had later apologized, claiming he hadn't known what came over him. But he knew, Draco knew. That had been the first and only time Harry had ever harmed him or let that side show. But never the less, Draco ceased talking to Blaise, or anyone else for that matter that wasn't Harry.
He smiled at the waitress when she came to take their order. After handing her his menu he looked at Harry, who seemed to be avoiding him. He let his mind wonder back to that night. 'Maybe he does have a little of him in him after all.' He looked down at the table, 'or maybe it was just plain jealousy.'
TBC
‘Thoughts’
“Conversation”
Flash Backs
Draco Looked at Harry. He didn't know what was going on with his lover but he didn't like it. Sitting in the chair opposite him, Draco looked down at the menu. It'd been so long since they had last been out. It had nothing to do with him it had everything to do with Harry and his fear. He didn't even talk to Blaise anymore because Harry had blown a conniption fit. He still remembered the bruises, and felt them as if they were still there.
Draco turned to the sound of the door opening, smiling when he saw it was Harry. Harry on the other hand didn't look so happy to see him. He got up to go greet his boyfriend.
"Hello honey, how was work?" Draco reached up to pull Harry down for a kiss but stopped when he felt Harry grip his wrist. Looking up he saw the anger in his eyes.
Swallowing he looked back at his friend still on the sofa. Schooling his features he smirked, "Hey Blaise why don't you take off so I can really welcome Harry home."
Blaise chuckled, but stood. Walking over to the couple he gave Draco a swift hug, and kiss on the cheek. Patting Harry on the shoulder he took his leave.
"Harry, you're hurting me. Let go." Draco tugged on his wrist that Harry had in death grip. He blinked when he found himself press against the door with the knob biting in to his side. "You're really hurting me! What's wrong?"
Harry had just looked at him with anger in his eyes. His grip tightening ever so slightly, with every intake of air. He pressed his body flushed with Draco's.
Pain racked Draco's body when Harry reared back and hit him; he barely heard the growled words that came from Harry's mouth.
"Mine, you're mine. I refuse to share you."
Before Draco could respond his pants were off and Harry entered him forcefully. Wincing against the pain, he tried to relax until he felt Harry's hand against his throat. Silent tears slipped down his face but went unnoticed by the man pounding into him.
When Harry climaxed he carried Draco to the sofa where he stayed for the rest of the night. He didn't even move when he heard Harry leave or return. He wanted to curl up and disappear.
Harry had later apologized, claiming he hadn't known what came over him. But he knew, Draco knew. That had been the first and only time Harry had ever harmed him or let that side show. But never the less, Draco ceased talking to Blaise, or anyone else for that matter that wasn't Harry.
He smiled at the waitress when she came to take their order. After handing her his menu he looked at Harry, who seemed to be avoiding him. He let his mind wonder back to that night. 'Maybe he does have a little of him in him after all.' He looked down at the table, 'or maybe it was just plain jealousy.'
TBC