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Ever lovin'
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Bastard.
Git.
Git of All Gits …
Is still fitting for one Draco Malfoy.
He's still the Amazing Bouncing Ferret.
Still A prick.
And A Brat.
And still …
Still fucking sexy as hell.
Bastard.
He hates that stupid snooty blond.
Hates that he's the only one who can make him feel.
Well, everyone does …but Malfoy is the only one who makes his blood boil like he did at Hogwarts.
The only one who ever makes him feel like he did then.
When everything was new …and beautiful.
He thinks it's funny that someone so utterly terrible can make him feel like he did when everything was so wonderful.
He doesn't care that he switched sides …he doesn't care that Malfoy nearly lost his life …he's still a dick.
Or so Harry tells himself.
Because it's so much easier to admit that …
-And that is still partially true-
then to admit that Malfoy, of all people, is the only one who makes him feel …happy.
Yes during their arguments he's pissed.
But afterward?
Oh afterward …
When they both are so close only a breath separates them and that falsely angelic face is flushed pink and those lips, that sneer so often, are full and slightly wet …and oh God …
Oh God …
All He can think about is what it would be like to press against that lithe body …
To tangle his fingers into that silken hair.
To watch the soft supple mouth form the sounds of euphoria…
To hear those sounds fall from those lips like honey from that venomous tongue.
And every time he thinks that…
He wants to slap himself.
Almost more then what he really wants to do.
But either way really…
Neither are too brilliant of an idea.
Kissing that mouth and pleasuring that body is a thought that is fruitless and slapping himself …
Well …
Nothing really needs to be said about that.
So what he does do is mentally bitch to himself about what a moron he is because isn't it just Harry Potter's luck that he just has to fall for the one person who he can't have.
Because Merlin knows if Potter got what Potter wanted the earth would come to a shuddering halt and be thrown of its axis.
And God forbid that should ever happen.
So all he can really think is how stupid he was to assume that he could really ever be happy.
And yes he knows he complains a lot but really if no one knows it shouldn't make a difference right?
Because that's just it …
No one knows.
No one pays attention.
Ever.
So imagine his surprise when wonder of wonders,
The Git looks up from their paperwork one night
(Because they just have to work together …)
And asks,
"Are you alright?"
Yes there is a sneer.
And true there is that tone,
The I-don't-really-care-but-I-thought-I-should-ask-out-of-common-courtesy tone.
But in all honestly …
When does Malfoy ever use any other tone?
So Harry just stares at him for what feels like forever.
And granted he has been asked this question before …
A million times before in fact.
But that Malfoy said it …
With something in his eye that might be actual concern
(If you squint and cock your head a bit.)
Means something.
Even if it's only a tiny something.
And for the first time in a long time Harry shakes his head
"Not really."
More surprised is Malfoy.
More surprised that Harry spoke back with no venom or more surprised that Harry is in fact not alright, Harry's not sure but really it doesn't matter.
Especially when Draco puts aside the folder,
Takes a deep breath, and looks him square in the eye
"Would you like to talk about it?"
Now Harry knows that this is not easy for Malfoy to ask.
So that he did …means more to him then he could say.
And that's really how it starts.
Just simple conversations.
Amazing, Harry thinks, that only three words can have the full force of fate.
Three simple words ...
And yes he knows there ar three other words that have more force then even fate could hope to have but really ...
For right now ...
This is enough.
"Are you alright?"
Is more then enough.