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Freud and his Friends	By : Alexa Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4875 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Freud and His
Friends - 1 - Prologue. (The next chapter is dialogue.)

Disclaimer (applies to the whole story - every chapter of it): I don't
own Harry Potter, I don't make money off of this. I do
own the plot! *** I just wanted to show that problems in relationships can stem from more than just outside forces. Each of us is screwed up enough to find our own way of complicating our lives.

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Draco and Harry became
involved in sixth year. It started from a fight gone wrong, progressed to a
love-hate sex-buddies relationship, slowly developed into a romance and so on.
They kept the relationship secret, at first from everyone, then
Harry told his friends. Draco told no one. At first because it was sex with the
enemy, then because it was just sex, then because it was nobody's business, then
because it would diminish his power in Slytherin, then because his family and
friends wouldn't understand, then because he feared other people would
interfere with their relationship � like Harry's did, then because it could
wait till they graduated and Draco got some money and lived independently, and
first and foremost because his family were devoted to Voldemort and would order
his immediate death upon hearing who his son was in love with.

So the secret
remained. They had to find places to meet and steal kisses in empty hallways,
they never knew how long it would take till the next time they could be
together, they kept appearances of hate and animosity, they got a few
detentions together just to snog, they even had to obliviate a student or two � those who happened to see too
much. Doing something in Hogwarts without even Dumbledore finding out was a
difficult task, but Draco was ruthless in his quest for secrecy and went so far
as to canceling meetings or turning them into fake fights when in the presence
of others � including portraits. They hardly ever found a secure enough
location and enough time to go much further than a blow job (often in the
restricted space under an invisibility cloak), and every encounter was a
precious gift � rare and hard to get. Holidays were the worst � Draco insisted
on keeping up the routine and leaving to stay at the manor. Despite having to
constantly look over the shoulder and having to endure long-lasting sexual
frustration, the boy's sexual life was most fulfilling, fueled by passion and
longing.

The changes began when
Harry killed Lord Voldemort in the middle of seventh year � during winter
holidays. As he later told Draco, much of the anger and frustration that led
him to cast the killing curse at the first opportunity, stemmed from having to
not even see Draco during that time. With the threat of Voldemort lifted, the biggest
impediments to making their relationship known were lifted, including Draco's
father � who participated in the attack and was killed, and Narsissa
� who was imprisoned in Azkaban. But enough obstacles remained that Harry unenthusiastically
agreed it would be wise to postpone their "coming out" till
graduation.

Much time was spent on
talking and planning and yearning for their public declaration of love. The
young men decided to do it at the graduation ball and leave immediately once it
was over � as to avoid any retribution from the Slytherins.

The coming out was
perfect. They shocked everyone by arriving shoulder to shoulder. That caused a
fury of whispers and questions which they dismissed. Two songs later they upped
the staked by standing near a Gryffindor table and taking each other's hands.
Half an hour into the ball, having circulated the crowd while holding hands,
they proceeded to dance together to a quick beat song. They were inseparable
throughout the party. When it was time to announce the king and queen of the
dance � Dumbledore's initiative meant to introduce muggle elements into the festivities
� the best part of their plan was put in action: Harry, as expected, won the
title of king; however, instead of announcing the queen out of the thee eager
and giggling candidates, the ballot read � ~Draco Malfoy~.

With that, the royal
couple proceeded to dance to a slow song, ignoring the commotion they caused.

It was perfect.

After Harry bid a
quick goodbye to his friends, the two love birds dissaparated to continue the celebration in their newly
rented home on the outskirts of London.
They were tired and excited and made tender, unhurried love, in their new
bedroom; for the first time not having to look over their shoulder.

Two weeks later the
problems began.

Draco had difficulties
performing. His interest waned as did his once ever-ready cock. He wasn't
dysfunctional, not at all, but his erections wouldn't last long. He didn't
initiate most of the sex and he tended to bottom more than before, proceeding
to lay there and get bored. He still pushed back and made the right sounds, but
sometimes he didn't even bother to try and come.

Conversations
deteriorated as well. There seemed to be few topics to talk about and these were
already discussed to such length that silence seemed as a welcome alternative.

Seeing Draco's
disinterest and chronical annoyance, Harry tried to
make things better by proposing during a party he set up for that sole purpose. He thought that perhaps having given so much of his life to be with him, Draco was worried about lack of definition in their relationship and its future.
Draco felt some surprise but little else at the proposition. Perhaps a tiny
hint of fear was mixed in with the surprise, but he would never admit it even
to himself. He loved Harry. He accepted, and they danced the night away � only
to fight on their way home.

Draco solved his
physical problem with a little research and a subsequent spell. Erection was
not a problem anymore. Boredom still was. They tried using lust potions � which
worked. But without the potions he was as uninterested as ever. And he was
acquiring resistance to them. In addition to that, no potion
could solve their problems outside of bed: Draco was irritated, angry,
rejecting, needy, moody, harsh, jealous, bitter. Harry
simply didn't know what was happening or what he should do to not lose his
Draco to that unknown something. Even worse, Draco didn't know either. He
thought things over and over, but in the end he only knew that there was
"something", and that he just felt swamped by emotions he could
neither explain nor control. What scared Draco even more is that there were periods when he didn't care at all about repairing their connection. Sometimes he felt nothing but irritation and desire to hurt his soon-to-be other half.

In one of his teary
and regretful moods, feeling on the verge of loosing his lover, and fearing that soon he won't care at all,
Draco decided to turn to a professional.

TBC.

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