Title: Jealousy is the Worst Hurt

Author: PinkPotatoes

Full Summary: Lucius Malfoy, in attempt to salvage their family name, arranges a marriage between his son, Draco and the Boy-Who-Lived, Harry Potter, even Draco's love and affection lies solely with his previous fiancé, Astoria Greengrass. After the bonding ritual, Draco sneaks off to visit Astoria, almost three times a week, lying through his teeth to his new husband and his parents. A tale of jealousy and contempt follows.

Parings: Draco/Harry (main pairing), Draco/Astoria (minor) and Harry/OC (minor)

Rating: Mostly M (some chapters that are MA will be marked.)

Disclaimer: The Harry Potter series and the characters in this story belong J.K Rowling, and sadly, not to me. All the events that unfold in this story are purely my imaginings and do not follow the main storyline. This story is intended to be non-profit.

Warnings: This story is a SLASH. If m/m relationships is not your cup of tea, then don't read any further than this warning. This story contains adult themes, including sexual content, quite a lot of angst and, initially, some homophobic slurs (due to Draco's prejudiced nature). You have been warned.

Author's Note:

Wow, I haven't posted a chapter or story in a while! What has it been, a year? Woops. Well, I have finally returned with a new story. Don't all cheer at once, please. I've always loved Drarry stories and I thought I might try my hand in writing one. Enjoy!


Jealousy is the Worst Hurt

Prologue


Draco looked grimly and angrily over his new and impeding lifestyle. If someone had told him a few weeks ago that he would be standing at his own private wedding ceremony, not with Astoria, but Harry Potter, effectively becoming a blood traitor all because of his father, he would have shit himself laughing and declared whole-heartedly that it, of course, would never happen.

But here he was, in this predicament, forced to marry the person he hated the most. Draco looked over at his beloved with deep set animosity. Why, out of all people, did his father choose Potter? Not only did Draco loathe every last morsel of the boy-who-lived, Harry was also a man. And Draco was certainly not a fairy.

The person who should be standing beside him was Astoria. A sharp burst of pain spread through his gut as he remembered that his father had banned him from ever seeing her again, shortly after Draco threw a fit of rage when he found out about Lucius' plans. He cursed himself for losing control in front of Lucius like that. His father probably now had lost all of the little respect he held for Draco.

The bonding spell began as a man in brightly coloured robes started chanting a soft hymn that seemed to last forever. Draco sighed loudly in frustration, earning himself a glare for both his mother and father.

In order to quell his boredom, Draco looked over to Potter, someone who never failed to amuse Draco despite the strong feelings of contempt he felt for him. This was the first time Draco had seen him since Lucius had announced that they would be getting married. Potter seemed to be relatively calm on the outside but Draco could tell he was waging a war with himself on the inside by the slight furrow between his eyebrows and the occasional glance to the door.

Draco sneered. Trying to plan your escape already, Potter. Coward.

Draco then looked around the room. They didn't have much of an audience. Only his father and mother were present. He had heard from Lucius that Potter begged him to let Granger and the Weasel attend but Lucius downright refused, stating that he didn't want more people the necessary to prevent any distraction from the ritual.

Draco was broken out of his reverie when he heard the last few words of the lengthy bonding enchantment. He closed his eyes as a strange and unwelcome sensation washed over his body, signalling the end of the ritual. That was it. He was now married and bonded to Potter for the rest of his life. For now, Draco prayed that Lucius didn't plan a honeymoon for the newlywed couple. He was not sure he could handle it.


End Notes:

Well, do you like it so far? I have written the first chapter as well. So please let me know if you enjoyed this preface and if I should continue writing the story. If not, then there is no point in writing the rest of it.