A month had gone by since Draco had returned to England to see Teddy. Teddy's words had affected him and he knew it had to go one way or another. Either he could embrace his feelings for Charlie and live openly, giving up everything he had tried to maintain, or he could ignore his feelings and continue living the way he was so used to living.

He chose the latter.

Draco still saw Charlie, but only if he was going out with Danielle and Fabian to the bar or seeing Scorpius and Albus. He made a conscious effort not to be alone with the other man. It became harder and harder to control his emotions and his lust. He couldn't be alone with Charlie, he couldn't risk giving into those desires.

To distract himself, Draco threw himself into his work. He had made great progress with his fire immunity potion. He thought he was close to perfecting it. It was a fairly good way to divert his attention. During the day at least. Otherwise, his thoughts still seemed to drift to Charlie.

Draco was reading as he waited for his latest batch to brew. There was a knock at the door and Draco instinctively yelled come in.

"You busy?"

Draco's head snapped round when he heard Charlie's voice. Charlie stood there, smiling in his usual charming manner.

"Er…" Draco's heart thumped as he struggled to speak, "I'm just waiting for this potion to brew."

"Do you fancy coming on an afternoon patrol with me? Fabian failed to tell me that he had his monthly medical check," Charlie said while he walked towards Draco.

"Um… This is nearly finished. So I really need to stay," Draco lied.

Charlie peered over Draco's shoulder with a frown on his face, "I'm not a potions expert like you or anything, but I'm pretty sure that's not nearly done."

Draco sighed and pretended to assess it, "I guess not. I suppose I can come. But if this explodes, I'm holding you fully responsible."

Charlie laughed lightly, "Deal, let's go."

Draco and Charlie chatted as they made their way to get brooms. Draco cursed himself for falling so easily back into routine with Charlie. Even though he wanted to deny everything, the one thing he couldn't deny was that he and Charlie had chemistry. When they began talking, they couldn't stop.

"Have you spoken to Teddy recently?" Charlie asked.

Draco thought of the conversation he had with Teddy only a week ago, where Teddy had been trying to convince Draco to finally make a move on Charlie. Draco blushed at the thought, "About a week ago."

"How are things going with Serena?"

"They're great. They've officially moved in together and Serena's working in the ministry."

"That's great, she's a lovely girl. Plus, Teddy's done well to bag an Italian girl. Italian girls are gorgeous."

Draco felt a pang of jealousy and couldn't help but let in show in his face, "I thought you were into guys at the moment?"

Charlie looked down at Draco with a smirk, "Oh, I definitely am."

His annoyance was apparent, it was laced in the air. When they walked into the broom shed he glanced at Charlie and swore that Charlie was smirking at him.

Draco grabbed a broom and stormed out quickly. He was about to set off when Charlie's voice stopped him.

"Hey wait, you can't go flying off on your own."

Draco pressed his lips together and waited for Charlie to mount his broom as well. As soon as Charlie was sitting, Draco shot off into the sky. He heard Charlie behind him but continued as fast as he could, having no idea where he was going.

Charlie shouted directions at him and he followed them. But his blood was boiling. He was angry. Angry with Charlie, angry at the world, angry at himself. He had to listen to Charlie rattle on about women and other men and just had to put up with it. However, it was his own fault! It was his unwillingness to just let himself fall for Charlie and not give a fuck about the consequences that would mean it would never happen.

Draco continued in front of Charlie, feeling himself calm down slightly as they flew over the expanse of a green field. Draco could see the forest ahead of him when suddenly something shoved into his side. He looked up and it was Charlie, who was swerving him off towards the forest.

"What are you doing?!" Draco yelled at him.

Charlie didn't reply, he just wound his arm around Draco's waist so they did not separate with a determined face. It was only when Draco felt a rush of heat against his back when he figured out what was happening. A Hungarian Horntail followed them in all its ferocity, breathing fire which singed the back of their brooms.

The Malfoy's head went into overdrive and began to panick. He didn't know what to do and began panting hard.

"Just follow my lead, it'll be okay," Charlie said calmly as he squeezed Draco's hip.

Draco felt himself relax ever so slightly and let Charlie guide him. Charlie quickly swooped down towards the forest and they disappeared into the trees where the dragon couldn't see them. As they reached the ground Charlie threw his broom away and urged Draco to do the same.

The red head grabbed Draco and pressed him against a tree. Draco gasped as Charlie pressed his whole body against Draco's. Draco looked up at Charlie while Charlie stared at the sky. Draco was about to say something when Charlie shooshed him. Draco breathed heavily, he didn't know whether he was recovering from the shock of having a dragon chase after them or having Charlie so close to him.

After about a minute, Charlie finally looked down at Draco who was wide eyed. His hands clutched Draco's shoulders and he did not move away.

"Are you okay? I'm so sorry, Draco," Charlie reached up to hold Draco's face, staring into his eyes, "That shouldn't have happened- I should have been more prepared."

"I-I'm fine Charlie. Just a bit shook up."

Draco watched Charlie through his lashes and Draco felt his heart quicken. Charlie didn't break his gaze and his palm only slid around Draco's neck.

Draco didn't know who made the first move. Perhaps they both did. But as soon as their lips met, the mutual passion was undeniable. Their lips crashed together and moved in a dance. Draco leaned forward and gave Charlie as good as he got, lacing his fingers in Charlie's hair, pulling him closer.

Charlie quickly moved his hands from Draco's neck to his hips, pulling their bodies against each other. Charlie's lips began to wonder downwards; he first nipped behind Draco's ear until he started to kiss Draco's neck passionately. Draco couldn't help but moan and tilted his head back.

Hands began to wonder over clothes and quickly escalated to under them. Draco ran his hands up the expanse of Charlie's back, revelling in the feeling of touching Charlie after waiting to for so long. Charlie's palms slipped under Draco's trousers and underwear until he cupped Draco's arse. Draco groaned against Charlie's lips and he felt Charlie shudder and he pushed the smaller man against the tree.

Their erections brushed through their trousers. Charlie was the one to moan that time and grinded their hips together. Draco gasped and pulled their lips apart, throwing his head back against the tree behind him.

Charlie reached down, his fingers at the buttons of Draco's trousers. He looked at Draco, searching his eyes, "Can I…?"

Draco thought for a moment. This could be his way out. If he had any doubts or worries he could say now. But then he realised how much he wanted this. In that moment, everything was overshadowed and the only thing he could think of was Charlie.

He nodded and Charlie flashed that signature grin before finally undoing both of their trousers. Within a moment, their dicks were pulled out and Charlie held them both in his hand. It was like nothing Draco had ever felt before. Charlie was slightly rough and his skin of his palm was not delicate like a woman's and Draco loved it. He buried his face in Charlie's chest.

Draco felt himself nearly there and he was moaning without restraint. Charlie kissed the back of Draco's neck as he stroked them to completion. They both came within a few seconds of each other, moaning loudly.

The Weasley's head fell onto Draco's shoulder and he nuzzled his nose into the crook of the blonde's neck. Draco's head remained buried in Charlie's chest but he was wide eyed. He panicked. This was everything he had fought against his whole life. Everything he had repressed. And it had all fallen apart in one moment.

He couldn't let this happen again. This was not what he was supposed to do. He couldn't have a fumble with another man in the forest. He was a widower. He had to respect his wife. He was a Malfoy. He was here for work, not to shag anyone. He couldn't jeopardise that for a little fling. Because that's all Charlie wanted of course. Charlie just wanted a fling.

All his ridiculous reasoning convinced himself. He weakly pushed Charlie away.

"That can't happen again."

Charlie pulled away from Draco, confusion ridden on his face, "Why? That's been a long time coming."

Draco tucked himself in his trousers and composed himself. He walked away, grabbing his broom, "No it hasn't. It was a moment's weakness."

Charlie stepped forward and grabbed Draco's arm, "Draco, stop being so cold. We can talk about this."

Draco shrugged out of Charlie's grasp, "There's nothing left to say. Except leave me alone."

Draco grabbed his broom when Charlie shouted, "You can't fly through the reserve on your own. You're not a tamer."

"Well I'm going to anyway."

Draco took off in an instance. He swooped in and out of the trees as quickly as possible. He heard Charlie flying behind him, yelling after him. When he got to the edge of the reserve, Draco flew straight to his house, threw the broom on his porch, burst in through the door and slammed it behind them.

He locked the door behind him, trying to shut out all his problems.

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