"Where do you think you are going exactly?" Harry grabbed Draco's arm as the man was walking away from him. Draco's attitude had been off the wall.
"To go eat dinner with Blaise and Pansy. I didn't realize that I would need your permission. May I go eat with my friends... Sir?" Draco hissed yanking his arm away from Harrys rough grasp. Draco glared at him, challenging him.
They were starting to draw attention to themselves as they stood arguing in the great hall door way.
"You don't need my permission for fucks sake Draco. But would it kill you to sit with me? Your bloody boyfriend? We've been out of isolation for three days and you are making this dating thing a bit difficult."
Harry couldn't figure out what went wrong. They had gone their separate ways after Draco's heat, both boys needing to catch up on some school work. They had promised to meet up the next morning for breakfast. Draco Had seemed fine at breakfast, kissing Harrys lips almost shyly, his new claim mark on display for everyone to see. Harry was please to see Draco wearing the sweater he had scented for him to help keep guys like Justin away. They had a quiet breakfast, kissed good bye and went to classes. By lunch, Draco was being a right dick. Two days later and it was getting worse.
"Well then don't, do the dating thing. The marks almost gone and you'll be free to brag about your next conquest. If you don't mind Potter, I would like to go eat now." Draco went to push past him and Harry let out a growl.
He snagged the smaller man around the waist and lifted him, not caring who saw them. He threw Draco over his shoulder. He then slammed open the great hall doors and left half the student body and staff staring after them.
"Put me down Potter. Right now." Draco demanded slamming a fist against Harrys back. "You are really a bloody barbarian."
Harry carried him unaffected by any of his insults or him hitting him. Harry made sure to pocket Draco's wand and used his scent to keep Draco from getting too wild. He moved down the hall to an empty classroom. He dumped Draco on the floor unceremoniously before shutting the door, throwing up a silencing spell.
"Merlin's left tit Potter, was being a brute bloody necessary? I think you bruised my arse." Draco picked himself up off the floor, brushing his pants off, then rubbed his backside where he had landed. "So now what? Going to force me to take your mark? Keep me compliant?"
"What are you going on about?! Force you? Why in the world would I force you? I thought you wanted my mark? I thought you were my boyfriend? What happened when we were apart? I don't understand!" Harry threw his hands up frustrated.
"I changed my mind. I decided I will just keep my head down and make it through the year on my own. But thank you for the offer and help with my heat. Glad it was brag worthy. If you don't mind, I would really like to try and catch the end of dinner. I'm starving. "
"Brag worthy? What are you even talking about. Who is bragging about your heat to anyone?"
Draco crossed his arms glaring at Harry. "So you didn't drop me off after isolation and run right to Gryffindor tower and brag about all the things I let you do to me? You didn't tell them a play by play? Tell them about the bloody toys?!"
Harry's face went from confusion to realization. Someone must have over heard his conversation with Hermione. He wasn't bragging, he was asking her... if there were better ways to help for the next time. There were times Harry thought he wasn't doing enough to help, and he knew Hermione could listen and be objective.
"Draco, no... no I didn't go and brag to anyone. Draco I wouldn't brag about what we did. I was talking to Hermione, just Hermione, she was reassuring me that I was doing what I needed to do to help you. I didn't know someone else was there. I didn't know they were listening."
Harry pounded his fist on a desk, making Draco jump. "I would never brag about what happened. That was just between us. I didn't tell Hermione everything, just some basics, I just wanted, fuck, I just wanted to make sure I was pleasing you! If there was something I could have done better! She's my best friend. I trust her! Are you telling me you didn't give any details to your friends?"
"No! I didn't. I told them to politely fuck off and mind their damn business. I didn't exactly think it was appropriate to tell them I let Harry Potter eat my ass like it was a fucking snack and that I came just like that! Or that I let you fuck my ass with toys, or suck my dick! I kept it to my fucking self. They would have filled in the blanks on their own seeing us together."
Harry stepped towards Draco who immediately stepped back, "Don't do that. Draco this was a miss understanding. An innocent one. I swear. I wasn't trying to show you off as a conquest. I wouldn't do that to you." He stepped towards him again and was pleased when the other man didn't step back. "Let me make it up to you. "
"And pray tell how you expect to do that exactly. The last two days have been a fucking nightmare. I have received crude notes and hexes in the hallways. Quite colorful nicknames based on the kinks I apparently have roped you into against your will." Draco watched Harry stalk towards him again and his heart started hammering. Harrys scent was filling the room and it was getting harder to stay mad at him.
"Whatever you want Draco, I will do whatever you want to make it up to you. Fancy dinner, shopping, embarrassing myself... whatever you decide I will do. Please forgive me. It was me being a stupid Gryffindor being trusting that no one in my own house would rat me out if they over heard me."
Draco let Harry press him into the classroom wall, making him gasp at the cold on his exposed skin. "We both agree that you are a stupid Gryffindor." Draco looked up at the taller man.
Harry nodded, "very stupid. But I'm handsome and funny... and pretty talented with my mouth." He dipped his head sucking gently at the fading bond mark. "Can I fix this? Still be mine Draco."
Draco's closed his eyes, tilting his head exposing more of his neck in invitation. "Fine, but you will make it up to me Harry. Do you understand me?"
"perfectly." Harry whispered against his skin before biting down hard enough on his scent gland to leave a bruise but not break the skin. Harry was flooded with the smell of Draco's arousal and suddenly was desperate to make him come undone.
Harry quickly reached down and undid Draco's pants then his own. He shifted them a bit until he could fist both his and Draco's erections, which were both already leaking, stroking them together. "I want you to come with me Draco. Show me how good I make you feel." Harry panted against his neck. "Only I can make you feel this way. You want a strong Alpha to make you weak in the knees. To make you come over and over until you can't remember your own name."
Draco moaned his head leaning against the cold stone as Harry worked them both quickly. "Fuck, I'm not going to last. " Harry knew how to make him lose himself. He knew exactly how to touch him to get him to finish. A few quick pulls and Draco was spilling onto Harrys hand slumping against him.
Harry finished moments after Draco resting his forehead against the omegas, the smell of their scents mingling together. Harry nudged his nose against Draco's until the man tilted his head up and let Harry press his lips against his.
"This doesn't mean you're off the hook you know." Draco muttered eyes closing. The earthy smell of Harry over took his senses overwhelming him.
"I would never think that. Come on. Let's get cleaned up and I'll take you to the kitchens to get something to eat. Can't have you wasting away." Harry tucked his cock away after a wandless cleaning spell, then helped Draco.
"Mmm I don't think I can walk. My legs feel like jelly." Draco opened his eyes to see green ones watching his intently. Suddenly there was this playful look on his face.
"I have an idea..." Harry smirked turning around offering Draco his back. "Ever have a piggy back ride before?"
Draco raised one elegant eyebrow with a laugh, "No, I can't say I have."
"Well then, hop on and let's cross that off your bucket list." Harry helped Draco wrap his arms around his neck and hoisted him onto his back. Draco let out a laugh as Harry bounced him a few times before heading out. If fighting with Harry ended like this every time, then it would be worth it.