DISCLAIMER
I do not own this world, obviously, JK Rowling gets that right. Lucky her. But yeah, this is my first fanfic, reviews would be wonderful, thank you and have a great day :)
"Dracoooo." Harry whined as his boyfriend ran his hands over his shoulders. "Stop it! We'll get caught!" Draco ignored him, kissing him fiercely for a moment. Harry loses track of his thoughts, pulling Draco into him for a moment before finally stepping back. "Dray, as much as I love you, I really, really need to get to potions before Snape gives me detention for a month." Draco rolls his eyes, half playful and half sulking, before pulling Harry in for one last kiss. "Go, don't be late on my account." He chuckles, watching somewhat mournfully as Harry hurries down the hallway away from him, then grabs his knapsack and hurries back towards the common rooms to get in a nap. He and Harry hadn't exactly slept the night before.
"OY ZABINI STOP IT." Draco yelps as Blaise Zabini throws a pillow at his head. "I was ASLEEP." Blaise laughs, ignoring the boy and tossing another pillow at him, commenting, "You are ALWAYS asleep, Malfoy. Don't you get enough sleep at night?" Malfoy shrugs, quickly changing the subject. "Soooo, how was your date with Hannah Abbot?" Blaise gets about five shades redder. "I…w….what….I….Who told you!" Malfoy chuckles. "Oh come on, Zabini, you've been staring at her for two months! I was waiting for you to get around to taking her out, but I thought you were too big a coward." Zabini glares at him in annoyance, pulling on his robes, which were discarded on the floor. "I am not a coward" he sneers. Malfoy chuckles to himself, grabbing his wand and heading to Herbology, his least favorite class because it was the one Harry had with him and it took a lot of focus to not stare at him and imagine kissing him the whole time. Those soft lips….no…must focus on Herbology.
"Oy, harry, what are you looking at so intently?" Ron questioned Harry from his spot next to him in Herbology. "Huh? What? Oh, nothing, sorry, just lost in thought." Ron glares at him, clearly not buying it, but lets it be. "Well, I do hope whatever you're imagining is pleasant." He chuckles and Harry rolls his eyes.
It was dinnertime, and Harry was stealing mournfully sad looking glances at Draco when nobody was looking. Draco almost laughed at how his boyfriend looked like a sad puppy, then catches himself and looks back down at his potatoes. He then laughs at poor Zabini, who looks almost as sad as Harry does, staring at Hannah. "Oy, mate, go sit with her." Draco chuckles. Blaise looks taken aback. "D'you think I should?" he questions. Draco rolls his eyes, trying to hide the jealous in them when he nods and Zabini goes to sit next to his girlfriend. Why couldn't he and Harry have that?
No no no im sorry uncle im sorry I didn't do the dishes right I didn't see that spot I'm a freak I'm an idiot please don't hurt me please it won't happen again ever ever no no no please.
Harry's screams rip through the air as the belt strikes his spine and he sobs freely. Please. I'm sorry. I'll leave. I'll never come back. Please. No, not again, not again, please, it hurts so badly. Pleaaaaase.
Harry wakes up gasping, shoulders shaking violently as he sucks in oxygen. Somehow, the rest of his room is still asleep, but Harry knows that is the last sleep he will get tonight. He slips on his thick black cloak and slippers and ducks into the hallway, still trembling as he reaches the top of the astronomy tower, where he goes to sit when he cannot sleep. Today, however, he is not alone for long before he hears Draco give a yelp, then duck inside. "Dray?" Harry whimpers hoarsely. Draco takes one look at his boyfriend, who is still pale and shaking, then pulls him into his arms and they both just sit there for a minute, until Harry hoarsely whispers, "Why the hell are you awake?" Draco gives him a weak smile. "Well I imagine it's the same reason you are." Harry doesn't answer, just lets Draco pull him closer until both are asleep.