This Is So Amazing

This is so amazing 😍

I Miss The Rage

Written for @drarrymicrofic's prompt: Jaded. Which, I mean, there was mention of four cats and a Sonos speaker system, but alas, I'm in the mood for angst so I went with the line "Guess I'm Jaded, Guess I'm Jaded, now I'm a little too faded." This microfic is also an expert from a follow up I may (or may not) write to my fanfic, A Treacherous Thing, which you don't have to have read to follow this story, but if you want more context feel free to check it out ;)

cw: drug use mention, mention of addiction, overdose mention, referenced nsfw (no explicit details)

The last person Harry expects to see at his doorstep is Draco bloody Malfoy looking like that. He looks less beautiful than he once did, five years ago, when they fell together and fell apart in those few short months during eighth year — before Draco left for France, before Pansy overdosed, before Harry fucked him and knew that no one else could compare.

"What the actual fuck?" Harry growls out, the old feeling of betrayal tying around him like a noose, choking him up and splitting him open all the same. "What are you doing here, Malfoy?"

"Ah, yes, I should have expected this," Malfoy licks his chapped-cut lower lip. "Is Weasley in?"

"What?" Harry's heart is a thunderstorm in his chest, his mind is racing. Draco's eyes are bruised, he looks like he hasn't slept. He keeps twitching, anxiously moving his weight from one foot to the other.

*

"He overdosed, I helped him," Ron says, voice hushed. "I told him to Owl me, I didn't tell him to show up, honest mate - I would, I'd never do that." Ron crosses his arms over his chest, blue eyes wide with worry.

"Why didn't you tell me you saw him again?" Harry's voice cuts through the tension in the hallway outside of the kitchen, where Draco sits in a black-painted wooden chair.

"I know how you get, Harry." Ron's voice is firm, he reaches out a hand but Harry slaps it away. "That, that's how you get. When he's around, you don't remember what you're like, but I do."

Harry's breath comes in short-quick stops. He needs a fucking smoke. Malfoy's inside his house, in his kitchen, sitting in his wooden kitchen chair.

Harry turns, fists clenched at his side, and practically stomps into the kitchen, right in front of the blond man. "Why are you here?"

Ron sighs behind him, having followed him in.

Draco looks between them, brushing a stand of sleek blond hair behind his ear. "Do you have a phone?"

Harry blinks.

"I just - well, Weasley's told you by now, yes? Saved my life, he did." Draco turns his steel gaze towards Ron. "Thank you for that, by the way," he says quickly, before turning back towards Harry; he's playing with something in his hand, turning over a small red plastic coin between his fingers. "Power's been shut off. I need to call my sponsor."

"You're still addicted to that shit, are you fucking kidding me?"

"Potter, I don't think you understand the meaning of the word addiction - I'm an addict, I relapsed, I need to call my sponsor."

There's shuffling behind Harry, but his eyes are locked on Draco's twitchy form. God, he wants to wring his stupid neck almost as much as he wants to kiss him — if only to feel the burn of his touch one last time.

"This was such a fucking stupid idea," Draco curses, shaking his head. "I'll go." He makes to stand and leave but Harry reaches out to wrap a hand around his bony wrist.

"Wait, no, you can't just do that—" Harry cuts off when Ron steps between him and Draco, wireless phone in hand, holding it out for Draco to use.

"Harry let go," Ron pleads. Harry lets go, but his eyes stay on Draco. His mind is spinning with flashes of memories, of times when they kissed each other, got high together, touched one another.

*

Draco's sponsor is nothing like what Harry expects; she greets him at the door with a cigarette in her hand, tight cross stitched top revealing her pierced belly button, wearing leather trousers that give her an air of coolness Harry begrudgingly acknowledges.

"Cordelia," she introduces herself with a smile on her cherry-red lips. "Where is he?"

Harry gestures for her to follow and Cordelia gestures for the man behind her, who she introduces as Johnathan, to follow them back into the kitchen.

*

"Aw, my poor baby," Cordelia coos. "You did the right thing —" she moves to cup Draco's cheeks, cigarette still between her fingers. "— I am so fucking proud of you."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," Draco's blubbering and Harry is hit with the disconcerting realisation that the last time Harry had seen Draco cry, really cry, had been when he gave Draco the scars on his chest.

Cordelia clicks her tongue. "You did good, you came to me. Let's get you something to eat and we'll talk about it."

Draco nods his head and Johnathan is moving with silent grace, wrapping his strong arm around Draco's shoulders. The burn of a possessiveness Harry had long since forgotten about rears its ugly head, returning to light a flame under his sternum, as if it had never left.

*

The next time Harry sees Malfoy, the other man is working the bar at the local Muggle pub and Harry almost feels like laughing at the irony. Almost.

Five fucking years without an inkling of Draco, where he was, what he was up to, if he meant anything he had said to him, and here he is — Harry's still haunted by the desire to know, to truly know, if Draco had felt for him the way Harry had felt for Draco. It was intense, raw, destructive but oh so very real. The realest thing Harry's ever experienced.

*

"Aren't you supposed to be getting sober?" Harry asks later, after hours spent by his friend’s sides, those of which who had tried their best to talk him out of going up to the blond barkeep, only after they'd tried to make him leave. They should know by now he rarely does anything he doesn't want to do, not anymore, if he can help it. "I don't think this is the best place for that."

"Cordelia owns the bar," says Draco, hand on his hip. "Johnathan works security." He moves to use the cocktail shaker. "If I skip out to go use or drink on the job then they'll know."

"She's not your sponsor, then."

"Not in the traditional sense, no."

"Then what do you do when a patron offers you a drink?" Harry sits his elbows on the bar, leaning forward. He eyes the man who had been buying Draco shots, who had asked to take a body shot from Draco, who Draco had let take a shot from his lithe form.

"Ever seen Coyote Ugly?" At Harry's obvious confusion he adds, "It's a film. Watch it, it's good, secrets in there," Draco says with a wink. He looks good, better than he did last time; there's colour on his cheeks, shining even now, under the sensual red and blue lighting of the bar.

Harry's still watching him when Draco returns with his drink, a chilled beer that has the sweet aftertaste of pineapple. Draco leans forward, head on his palm, eyes half-lidded. "Care to explain to me why that gentleman back at your table looks like he's ready to skin me alive?" Draco whispers, breath ghosting his neck, making him shiver.

Harry doesn't have to turn to know who he's talking about. The gentleman Draco's just referenced is Harry's boyfriend. It's not serious, he tells himself, him and Justin have been on again, off again — on when Harry needs a fuck and off when Harry needs to be left the fuck alone. Not many people get that about Harry, that he needs space, a lot of it. Justin does. If only people knew how fucked up being a hero had made him, maybe then they'd finally stop glorifying him.

"No one special," Harry rasps out.

Draco's lips curl into that familiar cat-like smile, the one that lets Harry know Draco's caught him, the one that makes Harry's body vibrate with excitement.

*

The next time Harry comes to Draco's bar, he comes alone. It's a slow night, and Draco leans forward on the bar, flirting with a few regulars in his tight leather trousers. Two loose strands of hair, that end below his eyes and curl into a wave, frame his face, softening his sharp features. The rest of his white-blond hair is clipped back and he's wearing a leather jacket with a white undershirt, looking like sex on legs. Harry knows he's doing exactly what he did last time — making a fool of himself, driving himself mad with want for the other man. Harry really doesn't care that he's a fool, because he feels renewed every time he looks into Draco's light-grey hues.

"Keep showing up here and I'll start worrying you're stalking me again," Draco drawls, sly grin painted onto his plump lips.

Harry shrugs.

"Just don't follow me home," Draco quips, voice airy and playful.

"Keep talking to me and I won't."

Draco brushes back a strand of Harry's hair, the way he used to. Harry wants to lean into the touch, but doesn't. Draco quirks a pale brow. "You're drunk."

Harry shrugs again, eyes dropping down to Draco's lips. "On you," he slurs. "Always on you."

Draco's eyes soften, and Harry is hit with the nostalgic return of fondness at seeing Draco's face warm with something akin to wistful. Harry wonders, not for the first time, if Draco had meant every kiss they shared, every touched they had etched onto each other's skin, had been honest when he said I love you, that night Harry had fucked into him.

"We're not good for each other," Draco says in a quiet voice, ebbing with sadness.

"I know," Harry's voice cracks.

"You're fucked in the head, you know that?"

"So are you."

Draco smiles at him, that same warm smile Harry had first fallen for when they shared a dorm and Harry knows, without a shadow of a doubt, that he is so, very, irrevocably fucked.

37. You're my home, draco

Putting their head on other's chest | For @thebusyfangirl for being extremely supportive with all the reblogging, I cannot thank you enough| angst | hurt comfort | happy ending | fluff

" well that's not my problem harry, is it ? If you can't fucking do one thing on your own that's your damn fault " draco yelled from across the kitchen at harry who was standing in the middle of the living room looking agitated

" I do things on my own. It's that you are the one who keeps thing's in the house, not me and if you're not responsible enough for it just say it " harry yelled back.

Furiously draco stomped out of the kitchen " responsible? So this is your house when it's about the house lease and paper's and suddenly when it comes to keeping thing's, it's mine. When was the last time you were responsible enough to keep things in the right place on your own? If for once you could fold your own clothes or do your own laundry or maybe just not fucking throw things anywhere you want to, so I'd pick up then maybe, Maybe for once you wouldn't have to ask me where your shit is !! It's not just my own responsibilities " draco yelled at harry face talking off the apron off his waist

" you know what you are right, I'll do my damn shit on my own Because you're fucking irresponsible with whatever you do. After all why would you understand the load of work I have to do each day, going after the bad guys.. if even for one day you'd go things I do then you'd understand where I'm coming from But if this is the way it's going to be, you do your own shit and I'll do mine "harry sneered back

" work ? You're saying as if I don't do work? I teach at least 6 classes in a day, check almost 200 copies, sit with a bunch of teachers who are much more older than me, clean the mess of the potions students make, don't you dare compare our work! Just because your work requires more strength or power or maybe responsibility, doesn't mean I don't do shit "

" draco, you're a damn teacher. I am a goddamn auror. I put my life on line everyday so I can make money for us-"

" and you're not the only man making money in this house. I earn only 200 galleons less than you do and that's not even a huge deal so stop making it seem as if you're the man of the House or that you are doing a great deal for me because let me be honest, the only thing you do for me is creating problems and fighting, that's it " draco yelled and stormed out of the house before harry could've yelled back further.

Harry groaned loudly shutting off the house and storming away himself to get away from the horrors the place held. Both of them Only returned much later after midnight at the same time and went to bed immediately without saying even a single word. And the next morning, draco left the house much more earlier than he was supposed to, leaving a note that he'd be at Hogwarts for at least a week as per the requirements by the school board to finish off with the heavy work left pending. At first harry was Happy seeing the note, thinking to himself that the house would be Empty after so Long.

But he was wrong.

At night when he came back to a messed up home, no cooked meal, he felt slightly furious and almost called out to draco but realised quickly that he wasn't home. Not dropping much thought over it, cleaned up the place, freshened up and decided to order food instead of cooking. But 4 days in, harry found himself much more tired and in desperation to just see Draco. The thing was harry knew why draco was staying an entire week at school, he knew his husband very well, he would never leave any pending work but just the realisation that draco needed a break from harry and the house, he found it saddening on a lonely night.

" so what'd he say last before he left ?" Ron asked as they chatting up about their Harry's current problems with marriage over brunch away from work for sometime

" something about him earning not significantly less than me and how I'm irresponsible and creating problems. I'm just tired Ron, lately all we do is fight. You wouldn't believe, just last week we were fighting about changing a wallpaper and you'd expect that it got resolved but it didn't. We didn't talk and that was it. It just- I don't know- like the whole marriage thing really work out for us " harry replied sadly

Ron looked at harry understandingly.." I understand you harry but I don't think he's entirely wrong-"

" so you also think I'm irresponsible-"

" Merlin, don't get your knickers in twist. All I'm saying maybe he isn't wrong. You've fought with me quite often too lately but we're friends harry, but it's different with him, he's your husband. He needs you and you can't possibly deny that you've been nice to people lately. When was the last time you bought Hermione flowers or told her she looked not a today older than she is or the last time you called Ginny about her games or take neville, when did you even call him last to see how he's doing ? The thing is Harry you've been so work involved that you've barely acknowledged the people around you. Remember 2 months after you got married and you told me marrying draco was the best thing you did, what happened to that ?"

Harry's face drew upset, knowing that Ron was in fact right. He'd been so into himself that he had barely made time for the rest of them " I don't know Ron. I just feel like maybe it's all getting out of hands. Like my plates full maybe-"

" like you need a break?"

Harry nodded.

" look Hermione and me have known you the longest and she haven't seen you in so long but she knows somethings up. We know you harry, we understand how you get when you're stressed or angry even but this, this isn't who you are. After everything you've been through and go through each day we understand you but to me you'll always be the harry potter who broke his glasses like a million times in school yet refused to buy new one's because you liked them or the harry potter who hung me by my feet or the harry potter who'd die than leave his friends " ron gave harry the most perfect smile for the situation.

Harry sighed " what am I doing wrong Ron ?"

" you've forgotten who you are and a little maybe the people around you or you're probably letting something eat you alive.. whatever it is harry, do something about it or it'll be too late to fix things" and by that harry knew he meant draco.

Harry nodded at Ron, thinking about what he'd do next to remind his husband, that he is still his lover.

When it came to Saturday night, almost a night before draco would come back, harry firmly sat back on the couch looking at the empty spot besides him with his favourite television show running in the back, yet all he could think was about the memories with draco, the times he made him laugh and now harry didn't even remember in the last one year they've been married the last time harry made his husband laugh. Harry switched off the tv, sighing, getting up from the couch and going into the storage room. He cleared the dust, blowing some away, then turning on a little lamp around the corner. Following his instincts, harry went deeper into the pit of storage and found his things back from the school days. Falling into nostalgia, harry took his school thing's, a few things after that and album's he had gotten made and went back to living room and set everything on the ground.

Memories probably never leave you yet sometimes you need to be reminded of who you are to become who you want to be and that's exactly what harry was doing, figuring out when he became the person he is Today. He went through things after things he had from school, his defense against dark arts books, the model of something science related he made for muggle studies and the albums. Pictures after pictures with people he loved, he found himself drowning into it. It had been so long since the last time he contacted any of them and it saddened him. This isn't who he is, yet somehow this is exactly who he is. As sadness started to fill into his lungs, he finally opened the last box he had retrieve and opened it to find things related to draco. They started going out late in 8 th year and going through a lot of post-war things, Harry had maintained a diary in a muggle way to vent out but most of the end of the diary was filled with how draco looked so good under the moon or how draco was mindlessly biting the top of pencils or biting his lip during class or how his dates went.

Without glancing up harry said " don't leave me "

" how did you know I came ? " Draco asked as he stepped into the living room and sat down next to harry

" you're my soulmate draco, I can sense whenever you're around me "

" you can ?" Draco frowned, not believing harry could still do it.

" just because I've became this huge asshole doesn't mean I've stopped loving you draco "

" it doesn't hurt to remind every once in a while "

Harry looked up finally to see an upset draco sitting next to him with a sad smile " I do tell you I love you "

" when was the last time you said that to me?" Draco asked smiling lightly

Harry frowned lightly, confused but immediately realised he hadn't spoken the words out in almost 5 months " fuck- I'm sorry- shit"

" yeah " draco signed looking down at the things harry was going through " what's all this ?"

" this- school stuff. And this is a box specifically about you " harry pushed the box a little box towards draco

" I own an entire separate box ?" Draco chuckled

" you own an entire different separate place in my life too and I think me becoming an asshole forgot that " harry replied sadly. Draco looked at harry sympathetically before pulling him forward towards him and wrapping his arms around Harry's torso..

" that's all I wanted to hear " draco's voice broke. Harry leaned in further, his head pressed against draco's chest, small tears escaping his eyes and wetting draco's shirt.

" I'm sorry. I never meant to be this problematic and with the whole fighting things. I'm so sorry. I never wanted to hurt you but I just, I'm such an asshole" harry rambled

" you're not an asshole harry. Hey look at me- you are a brilliant man who sometimes needs a break. I haven't been less of an ass to you myself but everyone have a rough patch in marriage and we will get past this too. We're special harry, remember. We're Always special " draco smiled holding Harry's face in his hands

" I don't want to be this person. I just want to be yours and I don't want to fight you, I don't want to yell at you or you to yell at me and i don't want you ever leaving me alone.. I can't- I don't want to be without you draco, I don't know how to be. I've been so selfish that forgot to tell you how much I love you for 5 months, I don't ever want that again. I want to tell you everyday how much I love you. I don't want all these fights, I hate it without you. It doesn't feel like home without you draco, you're my home and with you gone, nothing makes sense, not even me " harry sobbed.

Draco eyes welled up with tears " I don't want all this too harry. I want to be entirely yours and yours forever. I Always Want you to be my home. Fuck I love you- I've missed you so much "

" I missed you too. I love you draco, I love you so so so much, I love you "

" I know you do " draco smiled. He softly kissed the top of Harry's head, then his cheeks, his eyes, his forehead and finally his lips.

" don't ever leave me, ever "

" never " Draco sobbed, their foreheads touching each other, taking in deep breaths with tears running down their faces like a small river.

It was sometime later when they started going through Harry's thing's together with harry cuddled into draco.

" what's this ?" Draco asked as he picked out a small dry petal

" oh, this was from the restaurant I proposed in "

" and this ?"

" this is- I think the handkerchief you left the night we first kissed "

" oh, nice, what this ?"

" I think that's the note I wrote to you to ask you out for first date but never sent it "

" real smooth harry " draco chuckled. Harry rolled his eyes, playfully hitting draco over his chest before picking up and showing him thing's again.

" you still have that paper boat from our first date ?" Draco asked softly gazing at harry

" well- I still think it's the most perfect boat ever made " harry smiled at draco before pressing a small kiss over his lip.

It was harry who Always imagined that, that perfect little boat was the reasons for everything they have right now, but draco never needed to know that, after all he was his special man and he made him the happiest man in the whole world even if sometimes the boat drowned a bit..

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PART 2 ( ON HIGH DEMAND BY @cissa-bee @drarrycookie @drarry-is-my-therapy @littlebodybigheartttt @loves-to-read-fanfic )

Draco looked up at harry quizzically " reasons to not be - harry- what ? "

Annoyed draco shook the paper in his hands

" draco - it's not what you think I promise-"

" no- it is exactly what I think it is. You've literally written not to like me or more in your words, reasons to hate draco malfoy " draco bellowed with disappointment

" draco I swear- just let me explain- "

" what possibly can you explain me with this ? Huh? It clearly states why Someone shouldn't like me- you know- I - I just need to know if it's written by you ?" Draco's voice quivered with possibly the pain of listening a predictable answer

" I - draco- just please- it's not what you think-"

" is it written by you or not harry ?" He raised his voice demanding an answer

Harry looked crushed more than he could've anticipated. He knew saying the truth will hurt him and hurting draco right now was definitely not something on his mind but it was exactly what he was doing standing there quietly, waiting for an explosion.

" harry- I just- I just need to know if you've written this, please " draco's voice sounded more shaky.

Harry more so than ever wanted to dig a hole right here and bury himself 6 feet under, away from wanting to tell the truth but he knew he was doing more harm than good.

" y- yes " harry spoke shortly, sighing.

Draco bit his lip controlling his emotions, trying to not to just sob in front of someone who wanted to hate him.

" I thought you were different " draco whispered.

" let me-"

" good luck potter" draco interrupted, throwing the paper over Harry's face and storming out.

Harry remained there listening to the hustling in the corridor until the door completely shut and he was left with, silence. Silence which right now seemed too loud.

And as harry expected, draco completely cut himself off from everything. He wasn't seen for Long in courtyard and if he was, whenever he'd see harry he'd scramble away. If he was in the halls, and almost on the verge of facing harry, he'd turn around and walk away and in classroom, he chose the furthest seat from harry and departed much more early than him. He was avoiding, ignoring harry to be more precise and was doing a pretty good job at that. However as days went on harry found himself much more guilty of his initial steps. It wasn't so hard for him to actually believe that he liked him, at least back then he had a chance but right now draco won't even look at harry and what hurt the most is what draco had said about harry being different. It came like a howling wind knocking on Harry's door every night, taking him on a guilt trip. Everything that harry could think of to fix things with draco seemed like a doomed idea when he did the absolute worst he could've imagined of.

But harry knew better than to give up, so, he came back to his home, the treasure which led to most of his discoveries, the marauders map. It seemed like intrusion but something was better than nothing. So he spread the marauders map over his bed and started looking for every possible place he could see which would lead him to draco. It took him almost 15 minutes to find draco, the kitchens. Frowning to himself, what a strange place to be at school, he picked up his map, pulled the invisibility cloak and ran as fast as he could to the kitchen. As he started approaching the kitchen, he slowed down his speed in order to not scare draco if he were outside. When he finally reached the door, he saw draco getting out of the kitchen smiling, with a small muffin in his hand.

Harry carefully pulled off his cloak and cleared his throat to get draco's attention which he inevitably did however as soon draco saw harry, he rolled his eyes and started to walk away.

" Draco- wait " harry yelled

" please " he spoke out loud again cautiously following draco. He saw draco's shoulder rise and then fell and then he finally turned around

" here to give me another page for reasons to hate me, or wait is it a book this time ?" draco sneered

harry huffed " its not- i'm sorry for what happened in the washroom the other day-"

" oh yeah, you are ?" draco raised an eyebrow at harry in a mockery

" what- of course i am-"

" well it still doesn't change anything, viola on that harry " draco shrugged his shoulders at harry

" what do you want me to do then? It wasn't intentional draco, but you're just not ready to listen to me "

" if i do listen would it still change the fact that you were trying to find faults in me or finding reasons to hate me?" draco asked his expressions dissolving a bit

" i-no "

" there you go then " draco threw his hands softly in air to prove his point

" but-"

" harry, tell me what would you feel like if i did exactly what you're afraid of ? if that day in the washroom i had told you that you are a disappointment, that you have let down people? what would you feel like if i try to corrupt something that you had tried so hard to build up? how would you feel to see that the one person you thought was different, the person you thought understood you, the person you're most guilty for treating them wrong your entire life, the person you tell your worst fears to does exactly what you fear, tell you that you are infact never going to change because guess what people like you never change ? tell me how would you feel if you were me and I was finding flaws in you for whatever reasons when all you had been trying to do is trying to fix them ? tell me how would you feel ? "

Harry stood their dumbfolded unable to think of how to tell him that it would feel like shit. Unable to think of any possible way to explain draco that he would feel like a complete disaster, a complete disappointment. How could he tell draco when he had slapped harry metaphorically for ruining everything for him. But all he did was remain quiet, not because he was speechless but because for once he wanted to be sensible, because he deserved this, because if he were him, he'd want draco to think exactly what Harry's thinking right now. Because harry had screwed up so bad that he deserved nothing but this.

" thought so " draco clenched his jaws in pure annoyance before he walked off from harry, once again with disappointment washing over him a cool breeze.

What draco had said to him had effected him so much that in the next few days harry himself avoided Draco Just because he couldn't stand in front of a man who possibly hated him right now, who he had hurt in worst possible ways. But even if it was wrong, it inevitably made harry more infatuated with draco, how suddenly draco grew so unbelievably attractive to him, everything about draco just seemed so beautiful and harry was doomed all because he knew he couldn't have him. Because you're doomed when you're in love. The only problem was, harry was in love with someone who truly hated him.

" look harry, If I don't know anything else, I know one thing that you need to fix it, no matter what it takes. You can't sulk here, hating yourself for whatever you did. That page basically was the reasons to love that guy, he probably didn't even read it, if he had I swear he would've laughed " Ron encouraged harry once again on a fine Saturday while walking back off from the quidditch pitch.

" look Ron, I appreciate you trying to meddle in with my issue but draco clearly hates me, I think it's better that way. And honestly I wouldn't had forgive anyone who would've done the same to me " harry sighed

" it's anything but true. And it's not because we've been friends for so long, it's because I know you never hold grudges. I know it because you're in love with a git who basically infested his love in bullying you " Ron had never said something more sensible in his entire life and harry blamed it upon Hermione being his girlfriend now. It wasn't usual of Ron to talk about things in a genuine way but maybe it was hurting him to see his best friend hating himself more than he had ever hated himself over some boy he knew he desperately wanted.

" ro-"

" fix it harry.. you'll never be happy if you don't " and with that Ron ran off. And harry once again was left in his Asylum of his thoughts which ran wild with the aftermath of Ron's words. It was hard to know what made him happy anymore but what he did know is that seeing draco smiling while he read something In the courtyard made him happy, seeing draco during his lessons made him happy, writing out the list made him happy, watching him made him happy, the day in the washroom was the happiest he ever felt until he screwed it up and he knew what didn't make him happy was knowing that he has hurt draco with injuries that could only be remedied by harry.

It was during the evening when Draco was sitting in the great hall when suddenly Someone came to him and dropped a note in front of him.

" follow the notes to reach the end of the treasure.

1. He's a complete douchebag "

Frowning to himself draco stood up to find whoever dropped the note to ask what the note was about, or who sent it or whatever it meant but the one who had dropped the note had vanished in the bunch of students.

Draco had just made it past the great hall and took a right when someone gave him the note and ran away again.

" 2. He is definitely not smart "

Scrunching his face in ultimate confusion draco saw a little arrow on the bottom, pointing forward. So he moved forward, the notes still in his hand.

He had almost took a turn when someone dragged him forward again and gave him the note again,

" what? Who are they from ?" Draco asked annoyed with the mystery man who was sending him these

" follow the arrows " he said and ran off again.

Sighing draco opened the next note and read

"3. He's a moron "

" well don't know who it is about but whoever Sending It,sure is " draco mumbled to himself and moved forward according to the arrows.

Next he met with a girl just on a turn and again ran. At this point draco didn't even try to ask. He opened the note and read again.

"4. Because he deserve it "

Sighing draco took the turn and reached the end of the hall once again, meeting another boy who handed him the note. Draco without a doubt took it and read it, finding it a little amusing how organised the whole treasure thing he was on,was.

" 5. Because he screws up everything and surely is not a romantic"

Draco raised his eyebrows frowning, now more curious to know who it was about.

The next note he met with was on a intersection between two halls, leading somehow draco felt like was the courtyard. The girl handed him the note, pointed behind her and ran off like the rest.

" 6. Because he's the most scaredy pants ever who can't confess these out loud "

" nice one " draco said with an amused then immediately looked up to see if nobody had seen him talking to a note.

He followed the direction again and met with Someone with a note on a far left, definitely leading to the courtyard.

" 7. Because he's the least careful person of all "

" are you sure these are for me ?" He asked the only boy who had not ran.

" absolutely " and then he too walked away .

Draco followed the direction once again and met with Someone on a right for the courtyard.

" 8. Because he definitely is an absolute wanker who doesn't know how to dress up "

Smiling to himself he walked to the next girl standing just on the entrance to the courtyard. He happily took the note from her and read it.

" 9. Because when he should've apologized a thousand times, he didn't "

Frowning Draco looked up to see the girl was gone and harry was waiting at the centre of the courtyard, with a note in his hand.

" so these were all from you ?" Draco raised an eyebrow at harry, crossing his arms in front of him.

" 10. Because in the moment when he should've explained what that page had meant, he didn't. Because he didn't try enough. Because he couldn't just bloody damn accept the fact that he was in love and is pretty sure doomed either way " harry read from the note then handed it over to draco.

Draco sucked the left of his cheek waiting for harry to explain himself.

" I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry-"

" oh shut up " draco impatiently said, a little smile fighting to curve over the corner of his lips.

" what are these ?" He asked.

" look at the last note " and draco did and read out loud

" reasons to hate harry potter by harry potter- this is ridiculous " draco shook his head.

" Draco Lucius Malfoy, allow me to read this to you " harry requested like a gentlemen..

Rolling his eyes draco nodded.

" 1. The prat have the most fucking Adorable smile . It's illegal to have such an adorable smile "

" 2. The idiot have the most beautiful fingers, bet it's stolen. They're the most fucking annoying thing ever and I can't bloody stop staring at it "

" 3. The git have perfect annoying stormy eyes which makes you dream but also take you somewhere only both us could be "

"okay what is this? The 2.0 version of reasons to hate you ?" Draco asked sighing.

" If that day in the washroom you would've read these points, you would've laughed saying that these aren't some flaws, these are the things I notice about you that I love so much but am afraid to tell you "

" and why should I believe you ?" Draco raised his eyebrows

" because- I'm an asshole "

" because you're an asshole ?" Draco almost laughed

" because I'm an asshole " harry chuckled

" because you're an asshole ? And what difference should it make ?" Draco asked almost smiling

" because I'm an asshole begging for your forgiveness.. I know I don't deserve it draco but I would go high and low for you to forgive me. I fucked up and I know, I fucked up too bad but you have to understand that I wanted to burn this letter after we had spent time in the washroom together. You said that it's weird how both of our fears are the same, but Its not weird. I don't think it is. I think it is the most appropriate reason why I am in love with you. It is easier to not love someone when you know that there is at least a single flaw but I searched and searched yet I've found none and I know it sounds bad when I say it this way but it is true, I regret trying to find a flaw in you but the truth is I couldn't find one because I wasn't trying to. You're perfect to me but I'm Afraid of loving you but loving you is the Only thing that has made me happy and one stupid guy once told me that if I didn't fix this I'd never be happy but I don't want to do this because I want to be happy but because I want to prove you that I am an asshole but I want to be your asshole who can tell you each day that draco lucius Malfoy, you are perfect to me in every possible way. I am hopelessly, madly , irresistibly in love with you and I hope one day you are too. So there you go, I'm an asshole because I said all this even though you've got an extremely expression less face right now " harry vented it all in a breath just like he had practiced it a 100 times in front of the mirror before this.

" bullshit " draco replied

" what ?"

" I said, bullshit. B-U-L-L-S-H-I-T " draco emphasised

" I- I don't get it. I just made an entire speech which I'm pretty sure I practiced like a million times in front the fucking mirror, annoyed my friends to know if I had broken their heart would this be appropriate but here you are- seriously bullshit ?" Harry narrowed his eyes in annoyance throwing his hands in the air.

Draco sighed closing his eyes before opening again to continue " its bullshit how you think I already don't feel the same for you "

" bullshit because you - wait what ?" Harry shook his head rapidly trying to wrap his head around the new piece of information

" it's bullshit that you'd think I don't feel the same way about you or how you think you're the only one who's happy to be in love and how you think that you're the only one Afraid of loving " draco pointed finally breaking out a smile

Harry threw his head back grinning " you've got an awful of confessing back "

" well you've got an awful of admitting you love me "

" hm- fair enough " harry chuckled.

Draco bit his lip smiling at harry.

" does this mean you forgive me ?" Harry finally asked

" no "

" what-"

" but I will if you'll take me out " draco added smirking

" i- did you just ask yourself out on a date for me ?" Harry chuckled stepping closer to him.

" i think I just did. If you will " draco smiled

" okay " harry smiled standing almost an inch apart from draco

" okay " Draco whispered smiling

" can I kiss you ?" Harry asked looking his lips

" If you promise this won't be the last time you do it " draco mumbled staring at his lips too.

" I promise " harry replied and then he softly kissed draco, no tongue just a small, light, soft kiss as a mark of a beginning.

And suddenly they heart hooting from around them. Harry immediately broke free laughing.

" what ?" Draco asked confused, his forehead pressed against harry's

" that would be everyone I made to deliver these notes from and my friends " harry mumbled

" well then lets give them a show " draco chuckled and pressed his lips firmly against harry and this time snogging the day lights out him that he could almost trip them over.

" okay too much " they suddenly heard Ron groaning from the crowd making them break free again, laughing.

" I'm sorry " harry finally said

" I know "

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32. Reasons to not be in love with draco malfoy by harry

Prompt used- caressing the other's back | ANGST/FLUFF | UNREQUITED LOVE | HURT/COMFORT | Eighth year harry finds it hard to admit that he infact loves draco ..

" is it so bad harry that you like him ? " Hermione asked as a sad look dawned upon her tanned face

" what-no- yes- i mean- I don't like him. It's just he has changed so much and it seems unrealistic " harry covered up his tinted face by entailed more into his book

" sure harry, we believe you " Ron sarcastically responded.

" Ron- harry, you know it, you're lying to yourself and what if Draco have actually changed so much. I mean he apologized to me for everything he ever did. That has to be something and it was a genuine apology-"

" apologies doesn't change what he's done. And I don't like Malfoy " harry persisted almost agressively.

Hermione sighed looking at Ron, an indication for him to take the lead.

" mate, I hate him just as much as you do but she's right you know. You can ignore your feelings for how long! One day you would have to face them-"

" so what you want me to just go upto him and ask him out on a date? How blinded can you be ? I will prove that he hasn't changed. I will prove it " with that harry stormed out of the common room to the court yard to be under the sun and complete the rest of his work.

The problem was harry was immensely crushing on draco but it was so hard for him to believe that he'd much rather look for his flaws, it was easier as harry would like to put it. But it was so hard for him to actually look for a single flaw in draco after the war because he had changed completely. Long gone were the days when he used slurs like mudblood, in fact he himself was sending letters to the ministry over and over for stop discriminating against werewolves, muggle borns, squibs, and half bloods. It seemed too good to be true but harry knew he was genuinely doing it but his fainting heart didn't wanted to wake up one day and know that draco had not changed at all, so he chose to still finding his flaws.

2 weeks later upon constant teasing by Ron and Hermione about his research to find something suspicious or something flawed about draco, he realised he was standing in front of a lake which was completely dry. There wasn't even a single flaw and his heart could only take so much.

But he didn't wanted to give up, so during one of his charms lessons, harry took his quill and paper and started writing.

" Reasons not to be in love with draco malfoy "

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But what you may have failed to consider, my darling Claire, is that there's something else that's red.

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At first, it was euphoria.

Being bitten was unlike any pleasure Harry'd ever known; teetering on the knife's edge of life and death and knowing he was safe in Draco's arms, under his teeth, no matter which side he ended up on, whether his heart was still beating afterward.

It didn't matter, because even before the first bite, the first kiss, Harry's heart and his blood had belonged to Draco from the first time their eyes had met across the crowded Muggle bar.

Harry pitied the living; he pitied those who feared the bliss of a bite, the thrill of being the prey; and now he pitied himself.

But it hadn't just been the intoxicating pleasure; no, Draco made Harry's blood rush and his heart quicken in moments that Harry'd nearly forgotten about the sharp canines that were hidden beneath those wryly smirking lips.

Their...liaison, as Draco had called it, had been a flash in the pan, in retrospect. It was a quick but enormous, blazing fire that threatened to swallow them both; Harry was willing to burn, but Draco extinguished it before Harry's skin could be more than warmed by the flames.

"It's not safe," Draco'd said, tears in his eyes, clenching his fists. "I can't control myself around you, Harry. It was fun while it lasted."

Harry pressed a hand against his chest, just to feel his heartbeat, to confirm it was still there, taunting him.

*beat-beat* He's gone. *beat-beat* He's gone.

He ran a hand over his neck, shuddering as he fingered the scars left by Draco's teeth, his favorite of the permanent marks that marred his flesh.

Harry'd never considered the sound of his own blood before; Draco said it was like listening to a rushing waterfall on a scorching day, coaxing you to just dip one toe into the precarious but cool waters.

Now, Harry could almost hear it; but to him, it sounded like tears, hot and grieving sobs that flowed of their own accord.

His heartbeat mourned.

*beat-beat* He's gone. *beat-beat* He's gone.

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35. Every inch of you

Prompt used- kissing their bruises and scars| implied smut | angst | dedicated to @irrelevantdrarry and @riana-drarry and @weirdvibeskid for bringing a smile upon my face.

" one night, Draco that's all I asked! Molly worked soo hard on the dinner, the entire Weasley family was nothing but nice to you even though they've practically hated you and you didn't even have a little courtesy to say thank you for the dinner. You know what Molly said it to me, I'm sorry harry if you both felt like we intruded into your little world because Draco didn't seem to enjoy it, what was all that about ? I thought you wanted to know the people who practically raised me " Harry snapped as soon as they entered the flat

" who said otherwise that I wasn't nice to them ?" Draco rolled his eyes storming into the bedroom

" oh I don't know, maybe the fact that you didn't laugh at even a single joke Arthur said, or the fact that you didn't appreciate Molly's cooking or the fact that you didn't even offer any of them even a single smile !" Harry exclaimed following him into the bedroom

" I was nice-"

" oh yeah, I'm sure not offering a smile is not being nice. They're my family Draco, the least you could do is say thank you-"

" and I did say thank you when you weren't around "

" you did? Then how come Molly asked me if you didn't enjoy the dinner or something ?" Harry threw his hands in the air aggressively

" I don't know, maybe one thank you wasn't enough-"

" what ? You're actually blaming-"

" I didn't mean it " Draco sighed collapsing over the bed

" you better not because you can insult me for once but not them. They're my everything, they mean much more to me than anything else. I'm not mad at you Draco, I'm just upset that you didn't made them feel welcome "

" well what do you want me to do? Hang a bloody welcome sign over my neck ?" This time Draco threw his hand in the air aggressively

" I- you know what- I can't have this conversation-"

" you're not walking out " Draco interjected locking the door with a spell

" oh so now I can't walk out because my beloved boyfriend doesn't want to tell me what was the actual reason he was being an arse ?" Harry crossed his arms in front of his torso, watching Draco tentatively.

" I was never an arse harry- "

" you were and don't even try to deny that. What happened to you when you reached there? You were so excited to meet everyone, nervous even but as soon as you step in and they welcome you, it seemed as if you didn't want to be there ?" Harry asked timidly.

" Because I didn't belong there harry, I never will. I was excited to meet everyone but the moment I step in I realised that those can never actually love me-"

" but they do!! " Harey exclaimed enclosing the distance between them

" no harry. Nobody does, I'm a death Eater remember. They might forgive me but they will never forget that I am and will Always be tainted by this unfortunate scar that defines my entire life " draco snapped standing up, facing harry.

Harry's face immediately etched into confusion " no they don't draco. I've grown up with them, I know they would never feel that way about you "

" what If they do? You don't know that harry"

" yes, yes I do and they do not think of you that way. If I can move on and love you, then so can everyone"

" but that's the problem harry, I don't deserve you. You love me and that is the biggest problem of them all, you're in love with death Eater, how can you possibly love me ?" Draco's voice broke

Harry stood there in silence, contemplating how the visit to his so called family have erupted a volcano of thoughts of how draco didn't deserve him. It has been 2 months since they got together and somewhere harry Always knew that draco felt that way about himself, that he was too good for him but it was far from truth. He didn't care if he was too good for himself or if he himself was too good for draco, he cared more about how draco understood him more on the nights when harry had no one, he cared more about completing his bucket list with the only person who had managed to bring up a smile upon his face when no one else could, he cared more about how draco loved him like he was the only person in the world and that was more than enough for harry.

Harry extinguished the distance between him and draco and slowly by looking in draco's eyes, uncuffed his sleeves.

" what- what are you doing harry ?" Draco nervously asked

" doing exactly what I should do " harry didn't put a single moment in vain in bringing draco's left arm to his lips and kissing his dark mark

" harry -" draco's eyes reflected the light glare coming from the window, a glint of surprise and sadness in them

" I love you nonetheless of who you were, who are you and who you're going to be. I've made my decision and I don't give a tiny rats ass about how you don't deserve me. I think I can make my decision of who deserve me or not and I've made my decision, to stay, forever " harry poured into the grey orb of draco's eyes, looking for any sign of argument he might bring upon and when he didn't, he pressed his lips against that of draco's..

" why do you love me so much ?" Draco breathed In between the kiss

" because if I could take one person to that cupboard under the stairs where I lived, I'd take you out of everyone to vanish all of those bad memories and create new ones " harry replied mumbling against his lips. Draco stopped for a moment, a tear dropping from his eyes onto his cheeks, his forehead pressed against harry's.

" I love you " was the only thing Draco could muster up to say.

" I know " and harry kissed Draco more firmly now. From the sweet kisses they had shared in the past, their kiss had taken a road which became more messy, more tongue and more lust. Without thinking twice, draco bought Harry's hand to the Button's of his shirt. Getting the hint harry unbuttons draco's shirt and let his gracefully fall behind.

" are you sure ?" Harry breathed

" I am. Are you ?"

" yes, I am " and Harry's hand roamed the bear soft chest of Draco's, tracing the lines of scars and bruises from the war but more beautifully as if he was touching a mural art over a canvas. Draco himself didn't waste time in unbuckling Harry's belt and letting it drop to the ground.

" this changes everything " harry mumbled again

" and I want It to " and with that harry didn't ask further and simply, more rapidly unbuckled draco's pants and pushing it down his legs. Realising they had been standing for Long, harry softly pushed draco onto the bed behind, letting him have a heavenly fall before him. And as beautiful as it was to see Draco sprawled on the bed with just his boxers, Draco didn't have that. He pulled harry the waist of his pants, letting him collapse over him.

" you've got absolutely no idea, how bloody perfect you are" harry mumbled as draco pushes Harry's pants down his legs.

" I love you " draco moans as harry harshly pressed his lips against draco's neck, kissing softly all over to find his sweet spot.

" I love you " harry hummed as he licked a stripe over his neck. In a sweet saviouring moment, he was desperate to hear the sound of draco moaning again so he started sucking softly over his neck to find that one sweet spot and just when Draco erupted a moan more loudly than before, harry attacked that spot more, only to hear him moaning over and over again. The moans leaving draco's soft lips were sending sparks all over his body, flaming a sudden urge in him to pin draco to bed and want to do absolute sinful things to his body until he's withering.

" fuck " draco moaned, his eyes rolling in the back of his head, shooting flames inside Harry's right to his bottom. Sucking more painfully erotically, draco put his hand into Harry's hair as an unknown reflex and grasped them to find an unknown leverage but it resulted in Harry violently moaning against draco's neck.

" fuck- harry- just- need you " draco moaned as he bought Harry's face to his lips for a sloppy, haste and Messy kiss. He swiftly but hastily unbuttoned Harry's shirt and threw it somewhere in the room, leaving them both in boxers and briefs.

" I love you " harry mumbled as he started pressing soft kisses down his neck until in a glimpse he noticed a mark on draco's chin.

" Where did you get it from ?" Harry asked as he supported himself by his elbow to watch draco from a distance.

" Accidental magic. I think i was 10, i accidentally picked up a shirt from the ground but somehow it tangled on my leg and i fell over the side of the bed " draco told, harry looked at the mark before he bowed down a little and kissed the scar.

" what was that for ?" Draco asked smiling

" To remind you I love you nonetheless your scars or bruises " and with that harry kissed draco's finger, knowing he had accidentally got a paper cut a few days ago, then placed a soft kiss over the top of his head from a bruise he got yesterday when he hit the door too hard..

" This is to remind me of how much I hate myself for doing this to you "

" I forgave you a long time ago " draco reassured

" I know" and harry softly kissed against draco's sectum semptra scars, his eyes moistening up at the memory.

" Hey, look at me. It happened a long time ago. It's fine " draco cupped Harry's face, making him look into his eyes. And Harry nodded.

Draco kissed softly over Harry's nose " this is for kicking you in the face in 6th year, I didn't like doing it but shit was it good "

Harry chuckled, leaning down to kiss his lips..

" I want to kiss you " draco mumbled

" You are "

" No I want to kiss every inch of you. I want to kiss every part of your body because it has been through so much. I want to kiss all of it away to put new memories " draco softly. Harry looked at him in awe, not believing he has actually said something like that. Struck in unknown saddening surprise Harry leaned into draco neck and let his feelings create little sobs.

" It's alright harry, it's alright " draco mumbled as he softly brushed Harry's hair.

" I want to kiss you too, every inch of you "

" Then lets do it " draco smiled and incadascently they briskly fell into the intimacy of taking away a part of one another tainted with painful memories, replacing them with love and creating hocruxes in every inch so a part of their souls lived forever in another.

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