Title: Losing Draco

Christmas Eve arrived and Harry hadn't heard from Malfoy in several days. The last he'd seen Malfoy, it was at the Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes where he'd sucked Malfoy off on the fifth floor and Malfoy shortly left after mumbling something about "earning" him.

Harry thought Malfoy was having one of his fits again. He'd talk about wanting more in the relationship, knowing that Harry wasn't ready for that. They'd have a tiff for a few days then Malfoy would contact him. This was the longest they had gone without speaking to each other.

Harry cared for Malfoy. A lot. He did whatever Malfoy wanted of him ever since the first night they had gotten together at Ginny and Dean's wedding. Why was he being so difficult now?

"Harry, are you going to Luna's party tonight?" Ron asked, and Harry looked at him confused. "Luna's having her annual Wrackspurt-free holiday party," Ron said. "I heard Malfoy's going to be there with his new boyfriend."

"New boyfriend?" Harry asked, shocked at this new piece of information.

"He told Pansy, who told Hermione that he's dating some bloke named Leon."

"Oh," Harry said. He had no idea. "I didn't know we were done."

Harry arrived at Luna's at half past nine and the party was already in full swing. He spotted most of his friends and from the corner of his eye, he saw Malfoy speaking to a bloke with dark brown hair who had his hand on Malfoy's shoulder the entire time.

Harry turned around and walked in the opposite direction from Malfoy, greeting his friends along the way.

An hour later, Harry found his in. He spotted Malfoy leaving the room—heading for the loo probably. Harry followed him. He watched Malfoy walk around the corner and picked up his pace trying to catch up.

"So, new boyfriend?" Harry located Malfoy in an empty corridor, far away from the party hall.

"You heard?" Malfoy answered, casually.

"So you're done with me?" Harry closed the distance between them almost completely. His hands reached for Malfoy's robes and began to pull them up.

"What are you doing?" Malfoy asked, though he made no effort of stopping Harry.

"Just trying to remind you—about—us." Harry's hands reached up Malfoy's robes and found his pants that he began pulling down slowly with his fingers. "So much fun..." he whispered as he leaned in and licked Malfoy's lower lip.

"This isn't fair," Malfoy whispered in return; his hips jerked towards Harry and Harry was pressing his erection on Malfoy's leg.

"And bringing a new boyfriend—"

"He's not—"

"Then what?"

"A distraction, to help me get over—" Malfoy moaned as Harry grabbed Malfoy's cock and began stroking it. "Stop. Stop," Malfoy panted.

"You really want me to?" Harry nuzzled in Malfoy's neck, licking and biting his skin.

"No...But I can't—I can't love you if you—"

"Love me?" Harry said, stopping finally, lifting his head to look at Malfoy.

"Yes. Love you." Malfoy glared at Harry. "Are you really that stupid?"

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