R for bad language, and there are sexual situations. If you are against
homosexuality, turn around right now!
Disclaimer- Now if I owned Harry Potter, would I HAVE to write Fan Fiction?
"YOU WHAT?!!" Harry screamed as Draco explained a few things. He swallowed and looked at him.
"Look, it's just, well, she didn't mean anything Harry! I still love you!"
"She? She? What the fuck?! You cheated on me, YOU, the flaming queen, you cheated on me...with a girl! You bastard! Get the fuck out of my house! I can't believe you! UGH! That's just disgusting!" Harry screamed as his husband walked slowly from the room.
Draco stopped in front of a small French restaurant. Paris De Restaurant. It was here that Draco and Harry got engaged. They had been sitting in their favorite booth, and it was just sprung out. Draco had always thought he'd be the one who proposed, too. He kept walking, the memories hurt. Harry thought he was mad now, wait until he found out who the girl was!
Draco still didn't quite understand why he'd done it. He really did like men, he really did love his husband, but something just happened. He remembered it like it was just yesterday.
Draco walked down the street and decided he needed a drink. He popped into the Leaky Cauldron.
"Hey, Tom, one Fire Whiskey." He slunk down into a chair. All he could think about is what Harry would say. He had been sober for three years now. Not one drink. Back when he had been drinking he had brought Harry down with him. Tom sat the glass on the table, but didn't let it go.
"Draco, you sure, I know about the past three..." Draco stopped him and took the drink.
"Positive." He sipped the hot drink and it slid down his throat. Harry's face slowly faded from his mind. His guilt went with it. He swallowed that one down and ordered another one. By his fourth Tom stopped.
"No, I can't. Mr. Malfoy, Harry went through too much with you to throw it all away." Draco, now drunk, stood up and slammed his fist on the table.
"FINE!" He yelled, more like slurred. He turned around and looked around the room. There was another drunk person. She was sitting on the steps hiccupping. She was very pretty. She had brown wavy hair and was weaving side to side. He sat next to her.
"H-hi Hermeeoinee." He said, not able to say her name right.
"Hi Draco." She leaned on his shoulder.
There was a time when the slightest touch by Hermione would send him into a fritz, but when he married Harry and renounced the dark side they put the past behind them. They had become best friends. He looked at the pretty brown haired girl. If he was straight...damn, fuck it! He turned and kissed her. It sent her to shock, and had she been sober, and not pissed off at Ron for walking out on her, she wouldn't have, but since she was piss faced drunk, and mad off her ass, she let him kiss her. Then they walked upstairs. They ran into a random room, and had a little fun.
A/N-I think you know what I mean, but I would really like to keep this story safe, I might detail it and put it up on AdultFanFiction, but let your imagination to the work for you for now. I know it's short, but I'll update A.S.A.P! Right now, I have to go spend my money, since I just babysat! I get paid by the hour, and he slept over last night! 60 bucks for me! Please review! Please! I'll give you a free monkey if you do!
"YOU WHAT?!!" Harry screamed as Draco explained a few things. He swallowed and looked at him.
"Look, it's just, well, she didn't mean anything Harry! I still love you!"
"She? She? What the fuck?! You cheated on me, YOU, the flaming queen, you cheated on me...with a girl! You bastard! Get the fuck out of my house! I can't believe you! UGH! That's just disgusting!" Harry screamed as his husband walked slowly from the room.
Draco stopped in front of a small French restaurant. Paris De Restaurant. It was here that Draco and Harry got engaged. They had been sitting in their favorite booth, and it was just sprung out. Draco had always thought he'd be the one who proposed, too. He kept walking, the memories hurt. Harry thought he was mad now, wait until he found out who the girl was!
Draco still didn't quite understand why he'd done it. He really did like men, he really did love his husband, but something just happened. He remembered it like it was just yesterday.
Draco walked down the street and decided he needed a drink. He popped into the Leaky Cauldron.
"Hey, Tom, one Fire Whiskey." He slunk down into a chair. All he could think about is what Harry would say. He had been sober for three years now. Not one drink. Back when he had been drinking he had brought Harry down with him. Tom sat the glass on the table, but didn't let it go.
"Draco, you sure, I know about the past three..." Draco stopped him and took the drink.
"Positive." He sipped the hot drink and it slid down his throat. Harry's face slowly faded from his mind. His guilt went with it. He swallowed that one down and ordered another one. By his fourth Tom stopped.
"No, I can't. Mr. Malfoy, Harry went through too much with you to throw it all away." Draco, now drunk, stood up and slammed his fist on the table.
"FINE!" He yelled, more like slurred. He turned around and looked around the room. There was another drunk person. She was sitting on the steps hiccupping. She was very pretty. She had brown wavy hair and was weaving side to side. He sat next to her.
"H-hi Hermeeoinee." He said, not able to say her name right.
"Hi Draco." She leaned on his shoulder.
There was a time when the slightest touch by Hermione would send him into a fritz, but when he married Harry and renounced the dark side they put the past behind them. They had become best friends. He looked at the pretty brown haired girl. If he was straight...damn, fuck it! He turned and kissed her. It sent her to shock, and had she been sober, and not pissed off at Ron for walking out on her, she wouldn't have, but since she was piss faced drunk, and mad off her ass, she let him kiss her. Then they walked upstairs. They ran into a random room, and had a little fun.
A/N-I think you know what I mean, but I would really like to keep this story safe, I might detail it and put it up on AdultFanFiction, but let your imagination to the work for you for now. I know it's short, but I'll update A.S.A.P! Right now, I have to go spend my money, since I just babysat! I get paid by the hour, and he slept over last night! 60 bucks for me! Please review! Please! I'll give you a free monkey if you do!
