TITLE: Whore.

AUTHOR: Mexx

EMAIL: mexx@wild-dystopia.net

FANDOM: HP

PAIRING: Draco/Harry. It's slash. Avoid if that squicks you.

DISCLAIMER: Sadly I don't own either of these boys. All HP characters are property of JKR.

RATING: R

SUMMARY: Draco reflects on his destructive relationship with Harry.

AN: Lyrics from 'Flower' by Liz Phair because the song is seriously D/H. Thank you to Alexa for the beta.

DEDICATION: To Ambs: because she loves D/H, because she loves this song and because I love her. Draco has fallen too far, has allowed himself to become too involved, and knows he should have known better in the first place. He is well aware of what he is and hates himself for it. And still loves Harry all the same, even though it is *all* Harry's fault. Of course it is Harry's fault; for allowing Draco to get close enough to love him in the first place.

Harry who never smiles, whose eyes constantly burn a sullen emptiness, and likes to fuck in corridors dusted with cobwebs so that there's no chance of them being found. Draco lets Harry do a lot of things to him in these darkened corridors, most of which he only puts up with because Harry wants them.

Draco knows he's a masochist of sorts. An emotional masochist at the very least, but not a conventional masochist because after years under his Father's cane he's quite sure he doesn't like pain. But why else would he be locked in such an emotionally turbulent and devastating relationship in the first place if he didn't like pain to some degree? Certainly not because he likes the way Harry cuts and bruises and bleeds him—he only lets Harry do that because Harry wants to do that, and Draco doesn't know how to say 'no' to Harry anymore.

It used to be about power, about who could hurt the other the most before they fucked. They use to both be hard by the time the blood appeared, now Harry is the only one drawing blood, and Draco doesn't so much as twitch until it is Harry's lips kissing the back of his neck and begging him to turn over, instead of his bruising fingers biting into Draco's pale skin.

Draco is sure that behind closed doors Harry probably calls him a lot of names, but Draco knows what he is to Harry. Draco is Harry's whore. He lets Harry touch and scold and burn and beat him because he's obsessed with Harry, and would rather let Harry touch him in those despicable ways than have Harry not touch him at all.

Draco has pouted, whore's lips and come-fuck-me eyes, instead of his previously sneering mouth and cold eyes. Harry has taken Draco apart and rebuilt him into something Draco hates. But Draco still loves Harry.

--finis