"But why Draco? I thought we were happy!" Harry pleaded with Draco, his husband of almost 3 years.
"Well you thought wrong! You're constantly sneaking off! I can't take any longer!" Draco said angrily; throwing some black robes into a small worn out suitcase and snapping it shut. "Can you explain where you have been?" He asked and Harry didn't answer.
"I can't Draco, please wait two more days before you leave, it would s—" He said and Draco cut him off.
"This is Malfoy Manor. I'm not leaving." He asked and shoved the suitcase into Harry's arms. "You are!" He said and through the shock of coming home to find Draco fuming and yelling then packing the suitcase, came tears in the smaller man's eyes.
He breathed deeply and took the suitcase before looking at Draco one last time and apperating away. Draco lay down on the large double bed sleepily.
It felt strangely empty without Harry next to him. "Good riddance!" He said softly as he snuggled up under the covers. "No good cheating bastard!"
It was only the next morning while clearing out Harry's cupboard, that Draco would come to realize his mistake...
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This is just a prolouge, it will get longer.
WARNING: This story contains slash, mpreg and character death.
dedicated to Kandy (dracos-sexy-bitches and sexy-gothic-bitch), my goth leader and co-writer. Also the maddest Draco fan you will ever meet! Luv ya Kands! Come on msn soon!