A/N: Hello, sorry, I'm late, this is a busy week, after this I still need to do a lot of homework, sometimes I thought I'm gonna go crazy. By the way, this is a new story, Yaay…. And unlike the other stories which were dark and full of angst, this story would be fluffy, romantic and have a little bit of humor. This story also would be finished in 4th or 5th chapter, unlike my other two stories, My Broken Mate and A Majestic's Wish. Though sad to be said, this stories won't be updated as quick as the other two… By the way, next week would be My broken Mate's time to be updated… \(^_^)/
Summary : Draco Malfoy is the most sought out submissive in the entire Britain if it was not for his horrible personality, he almost burn his suitor into fried meat, destroy an airplane, and almost broken national treaty between Britain and France. Draco never wanted to be a sub! He was a dominant and free person, and he definitely won't submitted into Harry Potter's hand, his archrival since school, especially if there was this 30 cm difference between him and the said Gryffindor. Shorter but manly Harry, petite but taller Draco with horrible personality.
30 CM DIFFERENCES
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Chapter 1. The hot blooded Sub…
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A trembled hand held a bucket of roses sacredly in front of the most sought out Submissive in Britain. The poor lad was sweating heavily under his robe. But who wouldn't when one was faced with the cold stare of Draco Malfoy, the Ice prince of Slytherin.
"And what do you think you are doing?" The hot tempered blond angrily inquired.
"Err... Dra..."
A raising eyebrow was the only respond the poor lad got... "And who gave you permission to call me with so much familiarity?"
"Err..."
"Who gave you permission here in the dungeon?"
"Err"
"And who said I like rose?"
"Err"
At last, irritated beyond imagination possible with the coward's response, the blond angel snapped harshly. "I'm not some simpering girl who caved with such impudent, tasteless and cheap gift!"
After that had been said, the temperamental blond shoved the rose straight into his suitor face. With some satisfaction, he saw some blood trickled in the poor lad's face which was caused by rose's thorns.
That imbecile! How dare he, sending me rose with all those bloody thorns... At least, have some brain and send me one without thorn, stupid!
Without giving even a glance toward the poor lad, Draco purposely bumped into the poor lad shoulder, making him disoriented and becoming the laughing stock of his peers. The poor lad who now was sat lifelessly on the hard cold floor, only could watch the blond beauty walked toward the Great hall, his stride were wide and full of confidence, like a proud King. Aaah, how he had wish those eyes soften toward him, now he needed to tend to his poor broken heart, caused by the most icy person in Slytherin.
"Man, that never went old..." Snickered Blaise, Draco's right hand man, the Italian was walking lazily behind their Prince, two or maybe more of flirtatious wink was sent toward the dark skinned boy which was answered happily by the Italian.
"This time he was kinder, though." Pansy retorted back, gone was the pug face girl, now stand in Draco's side was a woman with beautiful chiseled face, with a blond hair and sharp eyes.
"Did you remember the French ambassador's son?" The one who rejoined them was the once so called buffon, Gregory Goyle, now he was looked like a handsome body builder. "Draco threw the boiling soup at him caused that French had stared at him dreamily." Goyle snickered, reminiscing about those old disastrous past. "The ambassador was so mad. Minister Potter, if I remembered correctly was sweating like a pig, I thought we would gone to war, after that..."
"That was nothing..." The one who countered it was Vincent Crabbe, the used fat boy had become slimmer, at last slimmer than his friends, Gregory Goyle. "Did you remember the Huflepuff? He almost pissed himself on his pants because Draco had attacked him with butcher knife and tried to poke his eyes out?"
"Hhh, had you forgotten the courageous Gryffindor, the one who had tried to give him love potion? He was in hospital for 2 months for an unknown substance in his blood…" On reflex, all Slytherins present were shivering.
Draco ignored his peers, he was used to it by now, the random love confession attacks and even an ambush or two to steal his chastity...
Sigh, he really hated his life. He still remembered the reason for this madness, something that was not under his control…
The wizarding world's population generally consisted of Male Wizard, Sub Wizard and Female WItch. Sub is a Wizard who could bear a child. They were usually easy to be identified because of their appearance. Even though they were a boy/male, they were effeminate and pretty. They usually had a larger hips to make it easy in the bearing process, a shorter and slimmer body than the average Male Wizard.
In the old days, the male population had reached its peak from its counterpart, almost ten times over the female. Thus making an heir was difficult, witch had became a commodity, to be sold for the highest bidder. The population had dwindled dangerously and many witch had committed suicide because their counterpart's action to ensure the continuation of the family's line. Until the witch had raise their Magic against Wizard and making the 1st gender related War in Wizarding World.
To solve this problem, the old Wizard and Witch had made a summit, they had made a potent potion to made a male could bear a children, this was later would be called a Sub Wizard. Unfortunately, this potion worked randomly, it was purely by luck who would become a bearer. Thus, a family with a bearer always regarded high, because it was believed that an Union between a Male Wizard and a Sub Wizard would create a powerful offspring.. And this was also why pureblood hate the muggleborn because they didn't have the potion inherited in their gene. Right now, the male population was still more over than half of its total, though it was better than in the old times.
Because the high praise of Sub, even more so that a Female Witch, a Sub would usually be married off earlier than a Female, since they also needed a longer time to create an heir.
In the most cases, a Sub was thought like a precious gift in Pureblood family. The more powerful the better since the chance to create an heir would be higher. In the past, the Pureblood family usually used their Sub children as a bargained tool, to be married off to the higher standing family and etc. This was because a Sub was being very sought after for their ability to produce superior gen.
Almost all of his life, Draco Malfoy always thought himself as a Male Wizard, he had the attitude, the leadership, the magic. A sub was usually born weak, timid and shy, Draco was anything but that.
So, imagine his surprise when it was later found out that he was a Sub, a fucking sub! He was so furious! He had almost burn his entire room after that and killed his own parents.
Things had become out of control when all the Male in the school except his Slytherin, of course, had tried to seduce him, making him become bitter and furious along the time. At that time, none could stopped his anger… Had they tried they would only faced against his crafty spell and potion which was quite tricky.
Even Severus never wanted to cross his path when he was in one of his 'mood'.
Fucking imbecile, I hope all Male would died, let their penis shrink and dry!
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But what Draco didn't know was that actually none of his peers, whether it was his family, friends or even foes believed him as a Male Wizard.
Even his parent… They had started planning their 2nd child right after Draco 6th birthday party, when Lucius, although had admitted Draco had the personality, realized that his most prized son had became prettier instead of manlier.
And Draco was truly a beautiful boy, with his pearly white skin, silver silken hair and big doe eyes, and added that with his petite body with amazing bone structure. He looked like a doll, instead of human. Some even mistook him for a Veela, albeit the Malfoy family never had an ounce of Creature blood in their line, truly the most pure line in Britain..
Another reason was because even if Draco's magic was powerful, the blond actually had zero physical prowesses. Actually, one of the reason why Goyle and Crabbe had been following him since babe were because Lucius was afraid that someone would try to forced themselves into him before he went through his inheritance.
They didn't complain about their extra duty. Because. Even if Draco had a personality complex like a drama queen, whiny and over reacting, he was their big sister, the one who had protected and nurtured them. Once, he had even protected them against the upper classman who tried to beat them up. The blond had hexed those upper classman with a wicked spell that Lucius had taught, a bordering spell between Dark and Light. Draco had gotten some rotten punishment from Filch because of that and he grumbled all the time but he never blamed it at greg or Vincent.
But what Draco didn't knew was, later, after that upper classman back into the Dorm, Goyle and Crabbe had proved why Lucius chose those two as their son's protector. Goyle and Crabbe might be not academically smart but they were smart enough to survive in Slytherin.
Thanks Salazar, that no one in their year, in Slytherin, had tried to seduce the blond, not only because of his scary revenge but also it would almost like an incest. Eww...
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Harry potter, the son of a man who had defeated the dark lord, sat patiently at Gryffindor table, waiting for something, actually for someone...
Hmm... It's been quite a while, there must be someone who had confessed to him...
True to his wicked thought, a blond and his entourage entered the Great hall, just a few minutes later. Arrogantly like they owned the World, thgough the blond looked like he had eat a whole sour fruit and its seeds. His dark expression almost could rivaled the angered Red Hungarian Horntail.
Draco dormiens nunquam titillandus
How true that proverb was for his Dragon…
Harry drank the gorgeous look hungrily. Sometimes, Harry really envied the blond, why did God had to create such a beautiful specimen that a mere mortal could not help but to succumb b into his feet? If the blond didn't have a foul personality and a dirty mouth, he was almost positive that he could have anything in his palm. Not that he needed it, Draco Malfoy was rich, handsome, smart and had a lots of friends. Sometimes, Harry did wonder whether he had it in him to attract the blond.
Dreamily, he watched the blond took a seat right across of him in Slytherin's table, his follower automatically followed him, sitting in his right and left side.
On the outside, the dark haired youth looked bored, but if you were a Legilimens and thus could read his mind, you would be blushing so hard, even making the tomatoes envied you.
This summer, his father, James Potter, the defeater of Lord Voldemort, our beloved Minister of Magic, was actually summoned him into his office and ordered him to court Draco Malfoy. His workaholic father who was so busy with his job as a Minister that he could only came home once or twice a week, calling him only for this matter.
If Harry didn't already target the blond beforehand, he would hex his father into Saturday. Fortunately, he was always could held his temper on cheeks, unlike his oaf of sister whose mouth was as fiery as her red hair. His mother and also his own experience living in Potter's household had taught him that anger, sometimes, was not the right answer.
But, please, looked at him, at Draco Malfoy, and tell him who would not be tempted? Draco was not only gorgeous, he was powerful, from a long prided line of Pureblood, intelligent and a talented Wizard. The only bad side of him was his nasty temper which was way too infamous. Daily prophet even dubbed him as unattainable jewel, since no one seemed could attract the blond's attention more than five minutes, except for his friends. Well, though Harry always like them a bit nasty, he couldn't stand a simpering and sobbing weak girls, like his last week girlfriends.
Harry knew he was not handsome, it seemed all those gorgeousness and elegance was captured by his Sister, Rhode. He was pretty average, and that also could be said about his intelligence, he never paid too much attention to something that didn't interest him, except Potion. Urghhh, there was a price for every dream and since he dreamed to be an Auror like his Godfather, he always made sure his Potion at least passable, unlike Ron….
Though his talent for Quidditch really had made his popularity soar. He was the youngest seeker in the Century, and also the youngest Quidditch captain. That title made him to never have a shortage of girlfriend. Almost all the match with him as a seeker was won by him. But there was a bad side from every gleaming side, his talent for Quidditch was one of the reason why Draco hated him caused the blond never ever won against him. He really tried to give the blond an advantage, he really tried, besides he liked to see Draco's pert arse ride the broomstick, it was really sexy. But again, he never won against his instinct, and his blond always looked like he had wanted to kill him after every match.
He looked again at the Slytherin's side hungrily, especially at the blond boy who ate delicately at his fruit salad. Just wait... You will become mine, Draco Malfoy...
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