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Chapter 20-Being Draco Malfoy
Well this is awkward Draco thought as he across from Snape in the professor's private rooms. Why is he insisting that we have a 'talk' anyway? I bet it was Hermione's idea; she probably bullied him into it.
"I understand Draco that this must be a difficult time for you." Snape said as he sipped on his glass of wine. "Grief affects different people in different ways. What you need to know is that you are not alone. There are always people, myself included, that you can talk to whenever you feel the need to. You mustn't bottle up your emotions at a time like this."
Has he rehearsed this speech? Draco wondered as he looked around the room noticing little things that indicated Hermione was practically living with him. That's her book…that looks like one of the practice essays she does…the sofa and carpet are covered in cat hairs so Crookshanks must come here a lot too…those robes are too small and too feminine to belong to Snape…then there's a sparkly silver hairbrush with brown curls knotted around the bristles and there's a tube of lip-gloss and I'm pretty certain Snape doesn't wear make-up…at least not in public.
"Draco, you haven't been listening to a word I've said have you?" Snape asked in irritation.
"Not really sir." Draco admitted. "Forgive me but I don't see how talking about how miserable I am can help. Talking won't bring my mother back."
"No, it won't." Snape agreed. "But you need to stop moping about what you've lost and cherish what you still have."
Why? What's wrong with me being miserable? I've been miserable for most of my life so why should I stop now? Draco asked in his head. Besides, you've been miserable and surly most of your life too. It's only since being with Hermione that you've relaxed a bit and begun to enjoy life. Anyway, Harry will probably like me better when I'm depressed in emotionally broken. He's a heroic Gryffindor you see, he likes to save people. As long as I'm hurting he'll be here for me but if I became truly happy and recovered he'd probably lose interest. Ok, that's not funny. Harry does love me, I know he does. And he doesn't deserve to be dragged down by a male version of Moaning Myrtle. I should try to be happy for him.
"Can I go now sir?" Draco asked looking up at his professor.
"Not just yet." Snape replied. "There's something I wish to discuss with you."
"Yes sir." Draco sighed as he slumped back in his seat.
"Draco, I've known you since you were a child." Snape told him. "When we're not in a classroom setting you are welcome to call me Severus."
"Can I call you Sev?" Draco asked with a hint of a smirk on his face.
"Not if you want to live." Snape retorted with a glare.
"You let Hermione call you Sev." Draco pointed out.
"That's different." Snape replied.
Different…yeah because she grants you sexual favors Draco thought.
"Ok, Severus then." Draco said. "What do you want to talk about?"
"Since…since you are now an orphan." Snape said gently. "I wondered if you'd like to live with me this summer. Technically speaking Malfoy Manor belongs to you but I wouldn't imagine that you'd like to live there alone."
"I don't want to live there at all." Draco interrupted. "Without mum…it just won't be the same. I'll…rent it out or sell it or…I don't even care."
"Well then, would you like to live with me?" Snape asked him. "My home in Spinner's End is a lot smaller than what you are accustomed to but at least you'd not be alone."
Live with a teacher? Draco thought. Well, that's not as shameful as shagging one I suppose. And I don't suppose it will be that bad. Snape's not into the whole let's talk about our feelings thing. He's only talking to me now because Hermione made him. I expect he'll pretty much leave me alone. Life with him will probably be easy.
"Thank you." Draco answered with a smile. "I…I'd like that."
Snape returned his smile and inclined his head before allowing his student to leave the room.
So I'm moving in with Snape Draco realised. Hmm, weird. Maybe he'll let Harry come and visit us over the summer…actually probably not, they don't really see eye to eye. I wonder if Hermione will be around often…oh eww, if she does come round I'll be making myself scarce. Hearing the two of them have sex is not something I'd like to listen to thank you very much.
For the remainder of the Easter holidays, Draco spent his time with Harry and his friends. Though Draco would never admit it out loud, he enjoyed spending time with Ron best. Ron was the only person who didn't treat him any differently or gently ask him if he was ok or give him a look full of pity.
Hermione was the worst for it. She'd continually cast Draco worried looks as though expecting him to have some sort of emotional break down. Theo worrying a lot too and little Damian always seemed to say the wrong thing.
Then there was Harry who tried to encourage Draco to open up a bit more and explain how he was feeling. He knew that Harry meant well but he found it a bit annoying. He wasn't a Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw or a Gryffindor. He was a Slytherin and he was a Malfoy. He liked to hide his emotions away from the world not parade them for all to see.
His mother's funeral had already taken place. It was a small service but it fit her well. Harry had held his hand throughout the whole thing and family relatives that Draco had never met before offered their condolences.
He still kept his letter from her. He'd read it so many time already that he knew it off by heart but he still liked to re-read the words she had written, it comforted him somehow.
When the Easter holidays were over and the students returned Draco felt a bit better. As he worked hard in his studies he didn't think about his mother so much or the guilt he felt at her death. He could occupy his mind and that eased his grief but it didn't put an end to it. He was sure the pain of her death would always be with him like it was for Harry, for Luna, for Damian and any other who had lost a mother.
At some point, Harry and Draco had just become a couple. They hadn't discussed it or planned it, it just suddenly became official. To begin with, stress and whispers from the other students had followed them as they walked through the castle hand in hand but Draco didn't care what other people thought. He couldn't even be bothered to glare at them.
A week before their end of year exams were due to start there was to be a Hogsmeade visit. Harry had invited his boyfriend to meet him there on a date. Draco agreed and threatened Harry that if he didn't show up this time he would chop his body into tiny little pieces and hide them in the floorboards of the library.
When the day of their date came, Draco was undeniably nervous as Theo, Pansy and Blaise helped him select an outfit.
"Relax sweetie." Theo told him as he handed him a silk green shirt. "He will show up. Things are different now."
"I don't even know how I'm supposed to act on a date." Draco admitted as he buttoned up his shirt.
"Just be yourself." Pansy said as she forced him into a seat so she could comb his hair. "It's not different than you going into Hogsmeade with us. You're already a couple and you already love each other so this date really isn't that big a deal."
What in the name of Merlin are you doing to my hair? Draco thought in horror as he looked at his reflection in the mirror. Is she seriously trying to give me a perm? Curls do not suit me Pans; just stop it now because I don't like it.
"Pansy, you're ruining my hair!" Draco snapped at her shoving her hands away.
"I think you'll look sweet." Pansy said defensively.
"Theo, fix it please." Draco begged.
"I'm on it babe." Theo assured him as he set to work on straightening his friend's blonde locks.
With his hair returned to normal, Draco deemed himself presentable and left the dorm preparing to meet Harry at the castle steps. On his way through the corridors he came across Damian who was following Ron and gazing up at him adoringly.
Looks like Damian has a new crush Draco thought in amusement. Oh Theo is not going to like that.
To Draco's relief, Harry was already there waiting for him when he arrived.
"Hi gorgeous." Harry greeted as he pulled the blonde into a soft kiss.
"So where about in Hogsmeade are you taking me?" Draco asked.
"I don't really know." Harry answered as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Where do you want me to take you?"
I don't want you to take me anywhere Draco thought. I just want you to take me.
"What's that smirk for?" Harry asked snapping the Slytherin out of his thoughts.
"Oh nothing." Draco replied. "I was just thinking dirty thoughts."
Harry grinned before taking Draco's hand and leading him through the grounds, out of the school gates and into Hogsmeade. They entered the Three Broomsticks and Harry ordered them each a drink and a slice of cake.
When Draco got his bottle of butterbeer he brought it to his mouth and made some very obscene gestures and noises. Harry shifted in his seat as he felt himself grow hard at Draco's display.
Some of the other customers were giving Draco disapproving looks but that only encouraged the blonde further. Harry meanwhile muttered awkward apologies as his cheeks turned red. He scoffed down his cake and urged Draco to quickly finish off his.
As soon as Draco was done Harry snatched his hand and dragged him back to Hogwarts heading straight for his dormitory. When he entered he was pleased to find the dorm empty and he quickly cast a locking and silencing spell on the door.
They faced each other both feeling suddenly shy.
What do I do? Draco wondered. Should I just strip off and lay on the bed with my sexy ass in the air or what? Maybe I should just kiss him and then say something seductive. Yes, that's a good plan.
Moving forward, Draco met Harry in a kiss, their hands roaming over one another's clothes bodies.
"I want your cock in me." Draco blurted out. Oh well done Draco, very seductive that, you should have kept your mouth shut.
"Too many clothes." Harry pointed out as he tugged on Draco's shirt.
I completely agree Draco thought as they helped one another undress. Fuck he looks so good naked…but I'm still the better looking one though.
"Bed." Harry grunted as he guided Draco in the direction of his four-poster.
This isn't as romantic as I thought it would be Draco mused as he lay stomach down on the bed.
"Your ass is mine Draco." Harry told him.
Well at least I'm not the only one who says stupid things Draco thought before letting out a groan as Harry's tongue licked his butt crack. That is so filthy and the thought of someone licking the place I shit out of really should be disgusting but my gosh it feels so fucking good. That's right Potter, you lick my shithole like your life depends on it. Hmm, I'm glad I didn't say that out loud.
"More Harry." Draco gasped as he rested his head in his hands. "I need more."
A second later Harry dug a finger into him and wiggled it around. Draco let out a small laugh at the odd feeling before stretching his legs out wider. When Harry inserted a second finger he moaned softly but let out a small hiss of pain when a third finger was added.
Holy shit, I'm about to lose my virginity Draco suddenly realised as he felt Harry align his cock with his hole. I can't wait to tell Theo, Pansy and Blaise and gross them out with all the details. I'll edit the truth a bit and tell them that I was on top of course.
As Harry introduced his penis to the tight warmth of Draco's asshole, all coherent thought left the blonde's mind and all he could concentrate on was the pleasurable burning pain of Harry stretching him and filling him with his shaft.
"Fuck." Draco whimpered as he clenched the bed sheets between his fingers.
"Draco, you're so hot…so tight." Harry told him. "It feels so good."
"Yeah." Draco agreed. "Though it'll feel even better if you move."
"Right." Harry replied before pulling out then slowly pushing back in.
"Faster." Draco ordered. "Fuck me hard and rough."
Grabbing hold of Draco's hips for leverage, Harry slammed himself in and out of his boyfriends body as hard and as fast as he could. They both screamed and panted as Harry drove into Draco and Draco pushed back onto the Gryffindors cock eager to have him even deeper inside.
"Oh Harry…Harry, Harry, Harry!" Draco chanted as pleasure tingled through every part of his body.
"Yeah baby." Harry moaned as he took Draco's dick in his hand and pumped it in time to his frantic thrusts. "I'm so close…love you…feels so good…wanted you so long…need you so much."
"Oh, oh fuck." Draco whimpered. "I can't…I can't last much longer."
"Draco, cum for me." Harry growled.
In a matter of seconds Draco was spilling himself onto the sheets and his anal walls were clamping tightly around Harry's cock triggering his own orgasm. They moaned and shuddered together as they collapsed onto the mattress in a sticky sweaty mess.
I've just had sex with my boyfriend Harry Potter Draco thought in amazement as he felt the Gryffindor pull out of him. Oh, I liked his dick being inside me why did he have to take it out so soon? Never mind, we'll definitely be doing that again. I bet Lord Tom's a virgin…ok Draco, what does that have to do with anything? Just focus on you and Harry right now. Tell him you love him.
"Damn I love your cock." Draco choked out. I said tell him you love HIM not his cock! Although, I have to agree his cock IS very lovable.
"And I love that tight ass of yours." Harry replied as he fingered Draco's sore hole wiping away some of the cum.
"I love you." Draco whispered.
"I love you too." Harry returned as he pressed a kiss to the blonde's jaw.
"Come on Harry." Draco said as he moved off the bed and moved onto Ron's.
"Draco, what are you doing?" Harry asked him.
"One shag isn't enough." Draco told him. "You have to fuck me in every bed in this room. Then on the floor, then against the wall and then against the window where any passersby will see my gorgeous ass pressed against the glass."
And I'm not even joking Draco smirked. I fully intend for you to fuck me all night long.
"Draco, I can't." Harry replied. "I'm too tired."
Aww, I wore him out Draco thought. Well in that case I'll have to settle for snuggling.
Draco located his wand on the floor and cast a spell to clean the sheets of Harry's bed before crawling back in beside him and cuddling up to his side.
Ok if anyone asks, he forced me to hug him I did not do it willingly.
"I love you dragon." Harry murmured as he held the blonde protectively in his arms.
You know, being Draco Malfoy isn't really that bad Draco thought with a smile. In fact it's pretty fucking good right now. Last year I'd have given anything to swap lives with somebody else but not anymore. This is my body, my life, my boyfriend and no-one else can have it. I like being me.
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