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You Will Regret This	By : KerantliDreamer Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 5736 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-You Will Regret This
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a/n - if you do not like sub!Draco, i suggest leaving now.

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"You will regret this, I swear!" Draco's words echoed around the hallway, turning a deep red when the occupants turned to look at him.

"I will regret what exactly Malfoy?" Harry growled, stalking towards the blond male. "Regret leaving you? Don't make me laugh." He heard a collective gasp and the start of excited whispers from the students milling around them. Draco looked slightly scared as Harry gripped at his upper arm and pulled him towards the teacher's quarters of the school.

"Get off me! We have classes to teach!" Draco gasped as Harry's nails dug into his flesh through the teaching robes he wore.

"You were the one that took it into the hallway Draco, not me." Harry hissed; throwing Draco into the room they had once shared. "Classes can be cancelled for the day for all I care."

Draco swallowed audibly, suddenly realising how Harry had defeated Lord Voldemort. He could see the magic in the air around the raven-haired male.

"Harry, please calm down. You don't want Minerva to interfere this time do you?" Draco tried to reason with Harry, only succeeding in making him angrier. Harry shook Draco before forcing the blond male to his knees, keeping a tight grip on his shoulder.

"You think I care about that Malfoy!" Harry spat, his green eyes shining with rage. "You honestly think this is like the last time? Where I just forgive you and we move on?"

Draco tried to squirm away, feeling scared and foolish for what he had done.

"Harry, listen to me! Please listen! I didn't mean to do any of the things I did, I didn't mean to end up in some other bloke's bed! You know I'm always faithful to you, even when drunk. Harry that guy was someone I knew before Hogwarts, how was I meant to know he would try to do something?" Draco whimpered as the hand on his shoulder moved and wrapped into his hair, pulling on it forcefully.

Draco hissed as his head was dragged backwards, his grey eyes settling on Harry's flashing green ones.

"Harry, please. Think of how we got together, the fun we've had together! Not the bad things." Draco gasped as his neck stretched further back. Harry sneered.

"Why would I want to think of that? Hell, why would I want to think of anything to do with you of all people now Malfoy. You abused the trust I had in you." Harry's voice was low and dangerous, scaring Draco to the core.

"Harry please!" His words came out as a strangled cry, "Just remember!" Draco coughed as he was flung away, catching himself before his head collided with the floor.

"Draco. You hurt me. It is over; I can't deal with you falling into bed with any Tom, Dick or Harry that plies you with drink." Harry's voice had taken on a softer tone, one that made the blonds hair stand on edge. "You can keep this room; I'm going to Minerva and asking her for a new room. Don't speak to me or look at me."

Draco looked defeated, inching closer to Harry and nuzzling his inner thigh through the robes.

"Don't leave me Harry, I'll do anything." Draco whimpered, tilting his face up and brushing his nose over Harry's crotch. The raven haired male suppressed the shudder that ran through him at his ex's words and touch.

Harry worried his inner lip, his green eyes studying Draco's face as the blond males hands began to part Harry's robes and swiftly un-buckle his belt. Harry's breath quickened involuntarily as his ex-lover tugged down the black pants he wore.

With his mind awash in anger and unrequited lust, Harry's memories flooded back to him, the so clear images of his and Draco's first encounter in Madame Malkins, the Sorting, the battles between them, then the giving in to forbidden territory. One memory in particular stood out, the morning after their first time together, something Harry had long almost forgotten.

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Their morning after had been one of closed off sentences and piercing glares, each one wanting to best the other.

"Well, I certainly expected better from you Malfoy." Harry spat, smoothing down the T-shirt he had just pulled on, blocking Draco's view.

"And I thought the Golden Boy of Gryffindor would have known how to use his cock." Draco retorted, buttoning his trousers and slipping the rich cotton shirt over his shoulders. Harry smirked as Draco turned his back, sneaking up behind the blond and wrapping his fingers into the messed up locks.

"Oh did you now..." Harry growled low, pulling Draco flush against his body.

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Draco had succeeded in pulling Harry's trousers down the slim but toned legs, his lips dragging up Harry's inner thighs to his goal, half curious on why Harry hadn't stopped his ministrations yet. Letting his lips continue their path, he felt a hand on his head, fingers twisting into free falling strands.

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Harry bit at the blonds neck, hearing a low grunt of pleasure and pain echo around the small room they had booked in a muggle hotel at Harry's insistence. Smirking against the bite, Harry grabbed for the clenching hands, locking them in place behind Draco's back with one hand as the other investigated the toned front of his most recent lover.

"You know, all through Hogwarts, I never expected you of all people to be a ponce." Harry sneered, tightening his grip on Draco's wrists as the blond tried to escape.

"I'm not a ponce! I just enjoy both sexes!" Draco retorted, wriggling to get away from the travelling hand. For a small male, Harry could be strong when he wanted to be. Harry chuckled deep in his throat, his hand making contact with Draco's covered crotch.

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Harry let out a long breath as he felt Draco's hot tongue bathe his sac before a maddening heat wrapped around one of his balls. He felt the sucking sensation next, revelling in the knowledge that Draco knew exactly how to get him worked up.

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Harry found himself grunting in annoyance as he kicked open his apartment door, having been waiting for Draco for nearly an hour and a half at their usual meeting place of a Muggle cafe. He stormed into his small flat and tossed his jacket over the back of the leather sofa, before stopping in his tracks.

A soft grunt came from the direction of the master bedroom. Harry felt himself frowning harder, his glasses pinching the bridge of his nose as he stormed into his room, finding the blonde head of his lover buried in the crotch of Ronald Weasley.

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Draco felt the hand on his hair twist harshly, the gasp he gave made the ball he was teasing fall from his mouth and hit his chin, another small noise escaping his throat as Harry yanked his head up.

"How did you feel being some other guys slut? Did it make you feel wanted?" Harry taunted in a sickly sweet voice.

Draco tried to shake his head, Harry's grip on his hair making it almost impossible.

"I...it made me feel dirty. It really did Harry!" Draco's voice cracked, his eyes searching his ex-lovers face in a desperate attempt to convey the sheer regret he felt.

Harry made a noise of disgust, pushing Draco's head back towards his waiting cock.

"Better make that mouth useful for something other than sheer bull shit that is spilling out of it." Harry hissed, his green eyes glinting in anger.

Draco opened his mouth just as a slim six inch cock pressed into it, the short warning he had not giving him enough time to relax his throat, causing him to gag around the tip. Harry pulled back, watching Draco cough.

"Too soon for poor wittle Draco? Well get used to it. Still want me after this, then there is no hope for you." Harry growled, plunging his member back into Draco's mouth and starting to thrust, the quick jerking movements soon making Draco start to suck, his tongue dancing around the hardened length of Harry's shaft.

Harry let out an involuntary moan, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as his hips sped up, feeling the head of his length hitting the back of Draco's throat.

"G...ood c...co...ckwhore!" He gasped as Draco made swallowing motions around the tip, his tongue dancing over the thin shaft. He could feel every pulse and jump it did in his mouth, pulling his head back to pay attention to the slick head, teeth catching on it then being soothed by the talented tongue. Draco knew that Harry was getting closer, the moans turning into one long un-identifiable noise. Draco looked up through his eyelashes, pointing the tip of his tongue and pressing it to the small slit. It was Harry's undoing, a keening cry tripping from his lips as he came, some of his seed seeping out of Draco's mouth and dribbling down his chin.

Harry panted for air, looking down at the kneeling blond.

"Fine. You win Draco. But I think it would be you that will regret it if you ever do that again." Harry warned, tucking himself back into his clothing. Draco nodded, a light pink tinging his cheeks.

"Thank you Harry. And I promise you, I will never do that again." Draco mumbled, nuzzling against Harry's legs, glad to be back with the black haired man.
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