Therapy

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"So, Mr. Malfoy tell me why you’re here today?" asked the shrink,

"Well, my friend Blaise made me come here. It wasn‘t my idea" He said rather irritated. 'And to think that he's my FRIEND.' the blonde thought bitterly.

"Please call me Draco, I don't like Mr. Malfoy. It makes me feel older than I really am."

"Of course, Draco. Now how can I help you with your 'problems'." He emphasized the last word with a four finger curve, Draco cringed. It was the infamous hand gesture for silent sarcasm. What made the matter worse was it came from a shrink….a four eyed shrink.

The blonde gritted his teeth. In an elegant manner of course, first bite the cheek, then let the upper teeth grind to the left, then right then left again. Continue this rhythm until one‘s jaw is numb to do further movement, is what his mother always told him. After all, looking good angry does take lots of practice. And boy did he practiced.

"I don't have any problems, and I want to leave." He said through gritted teeth. It wasn't his bloody fault, he didn't need some fucking shrink to tell him that he was off his rocker. All he needed was a long vacation to Tahiti and a Bottle of Vodka. But nooo. Wittle fairy pants Blaise had to make him go to the therapist, saying that "this is the best for you Draco, I really think this could help with your stress". Hmph! The little bastard even took his passport, drivers license, hell even his car keys! My poor Mercedes, she misses me already. All he had left that WASN’T in Blaise hands was the cell phone. Which he was only allowed to have for contact with..who else but the flaming fairy. Apparently, the once powerful Draco Malfoy is now at the mercy of his fairy queen friend Blaise!

He was knocked out of his thoughts when he felt his shoulder being nudged at.

"Huh?"

"Good, glad to have you returned back to planet Earth Draco." Harry said with a smile. Clearly Draco was not amused and scowled instead. 'God I hate this job. Why do I always get the stubburn ones, I mean Hermione got the good ones like Neville, all he ever does is talk about the SADIST CACTUS he tends to.'

"Now can you please start us off here. I mean does your problem have to do with family, friends, relationships perhap?" Harry said while drawing circles on his notepad.

'Well I am paying him for this might as well use it, urh lets see family. I hate my father that's for one thing.'

"Well I completely and utterly loath my father, if that's what you want to know."

"Oh, now we're getting somewhere" Harry smiled down at his notepad

'Huh, he actually looks cute like that, all happy haha. Aww. Oh god! Snap out of it damn it!' He shook his pretty blonde head a bit.

"uh huh, keep going." Four eyes squeeled gleefully. Finally he was getting somewhere other than a scowl from the other man.

"Well friend wise, right now I hate him. Pansy on the other hand, well who knows where the hell she could be now. Probably getting it off with some gigolo she hired an-" The brunette coughed a bit when he mentioned the Pansy part. 'Well he certainly has some interesting friends here' he thought.

"Are you alright?" asked the blonde looking at Harry. He didn't really notice it before but this guy was actually cute. He wasn't built muscular, more lean and well he couldn’t tell his height since they were sitting down. He had cute glasses though. And what's this? Green eyes! Well they are breathtaking aren't they, since green eyes are very rare to find in people he knew that for a fact. He slept with enough girls and guys to find that out. Harry was straightening his shirt out unconsciously and regained his composure.

"yeah urh i'm fine, it's just..well anyways please continue."

"Well those are my friends, then there's well i wouldn't really call it a relationship. More of one night stands. I don't really like people to cling onto me much."

"Oh! So you're one of those bachelor types then." He said excitedly. Draco looked around the room a bit, the way Harry was so thrilled to know that bit of info was to be honest…scary. He really hoped this shrink wasn’t a part time pimp trying to recruit more whores for his chores.

“Whores for chores” Draco whispered. “What was that?” the brunette asked.
"Yes, I guess you would call it that."
“…..um ok.” There was a long silence before anyone said anything.

"Yes, earlier you said that you loathed your father very much. Could you please tell me more about that."

"Oh, sure well it's a pretty long story."

"You have 2 hours left, I think we'll have time, and if not then you'll be here on Thursday again." Harry stated calmly. Draco took in a small breath.

"Alright well-