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Broken Wings	By : Drarry-Lisa Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4083 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter-17
Don't hide your pain
Draco opened his eyes and yawned. When he felt for Harry around him, he realized that Harry had already gotten up and left. He cast 'Tempus' and realized that it was half past eight and he was way too late than usual.
Perils of sleeping late!
Harry had warned him about this. Tiredly, he sat up and leaned against the head board of his bed. He did not want to prepare anything. He wondered if Harry had eaten anything because it was his turn to prepare breakfast today.
He yawned again and removed the blanket to get up. That was the moment when his eyes fell upon the tray containing his breakfast. It had a warming charm on it. His heart swelled for Harry. Harry had not been so thoughtful in the initial years of their marriage.
He sat back and smiled before looking at the breakfast. The tea was still warm and just like he liked. He finished everything and then went into the bathroom to get ready, feeling nervous about the promise he had made to Harry last night.
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Harry was currently having his tenth cup of coffee in the past five hours and was waiting for the lunch break when he would return to Draco and eat lunch peacefully. He was tired because he had slept late and he wondered how Draco was faring.
"Have you placed the chairs and tables like I had told you?" Harry asked, looking around the room in which he had decided to train the students.
"Yes sir." The worker answered and he nodded "Tomorrow, we will do the library. It will take longer than today. "
"Okay. Sir."
"You can go now." Harry said and they left. He sighed and locked the place. He was about to floo home when he heard an insistent tapping on the window. He frowned and turned to looked at it.
An owl was tapping on it and it seemed to be the same owl. He looked at it suspiciously and walked towards the said window to let the owl in.
As usual, the owl handed over the letter to him and flew away.
He opened the letter and noticed that some photographs were attached at the back of it.
Hello Harry,
How are you? It's been long since we have met, eh? I have attached some photographs that you will find interesting. Draco Malfoy is trash, Harry. He has been used over and over and thrown away by everyone after being used.
You deserve better than him.
Let him return to Britain so that he can satisfy the demands of his various clients.
Hope to see you soon.
Yours,
A secret admirer
P.S. Do look at those photos. He is quiet sexy, eh? Have you tried binding him and spanking his bottom with a stick? It's a great turn on, I have heard. Also, do try fucking him with a knife before you send him back to Britain. I have heard that he screams and cries beautifully.
Harry's blood was boiling and he wanted to burn everything.
Bastard. Swine. I am coming back. I will show you, you bastard. He hissed in parsletongue, unknowingly.
With trembling hands, he had a look at the photographs. Draco had never spoken to him about his past and he had always wondered about the reason. When he looked at the photographs, he realized why.
They were moving photographs and Draco was bleeding and screaming hoarse in each of them. He was being fucked bareback in one of them and in one he was being fucked by a knife, Blood was trickling down his legs and his eyes welled.
In one of them, a man was whipping him and his back was covered with the marks and in one his chest was being carved with a knife.
He had felt anger many a time in his life but he had never been so furious in his entire life. Neither had he felt so possessive for anyone. He wanted Draco with him immediately. He wanted to claim him as his.
He wanted to kill all these people.
Will kill everyone. He hissed again and glared at the photos. A second later the letter and photos were burning from the effect of his fury.
How dare they? Mine. He is mine.
The letter and photos burned in front of and only then did he move towards the floo.
"The nest." He almost shouted and flooed over. Without waiting for a second longer, he shouted "DRACO. ARE YOU HOME?"
"Yes, in the kitchen. I got back half an hour ago." Draco yelled and Harry tried to control his fury. He was feeling so bloody possessive and he just couldn't bear to see Draco in another person's arms.
After a couple of minutes, he walked towards the kitchen. Draco was humming a tune and was making some baked vegetables. He had prepared some fried rice to go with it and turned around when he heard Harry enter.
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Draco turned around and smiled at Harry. His smile faltered when he saw Harry's eyes. They were narrowed and they were burning. Something had happened and Harry was angry and Draco froze.
"Harry, did something happen?" Draco asked softly, trying to soften him. It did not work and harry stalked towards him, his eyes burning with fury and his steps hurried.
Draco walked towards the man and they looked at each other. Draco's eyes were calm and Harry's were burning and suddenly Harry pulled him by his hips. Draco gasped, startled by the sudden movement. He relaxed when he found himself in Harry's close embrace. Harry's hands were trailing all over his body, though they had not yet crawled inside his shirt or trousers.
Very slowly, Harry leaned forward and took his mouth in a bruising kiss, his eyes open and furious and looking into Draco's. Draco melted in his arms because he trusted Harry. He gasped when he felt Harry's teeth dig inside the corner of his lips. He moaned in pain but he did not pull away and all the while, harry looked into his eyes.
Perhaps he expected Draco to pull away but Draco did not, even though his eyes welled by the sudden sting. Harry had bitten hard and he could taste his own blood. Abruptly Harry pulled and and eyed his lip and then he did the most surprising thing. His eyes softened a bit and he licked the blood.
At times like these, Draco did not understand Harry at all. Harry licked all the blood and the place he had bitten and then he bit Draco's ear, mumbling "You are mine. MINE. MINE."
Draco moaned and trembled "Yes, yours. Only yours Harry. But what's the matter?"
And then Harry did the most astonishing thing. He pulled back and muttered "Take off your trousers and underwear and turn around."
Draco just stared because that was not what he had expected. It was not like Harry knew the about the spells he had cast to hide those scars. They could be treated of course, but he was too embarrassed and terrified to get them treated so he had hidden them.
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They had had sex in the initial years of their marriage and Harry had never seen the scars of a knife penetration. This meant that Draco had hidden them. He could have removed Draco's pants himself but Draco was simply not ready for any sexual intimacy and after watching those photos, Harry thought that Draco needed to interact with more people. They had remained cooped for very long and Harry had been irresponsible. He should have asked Draco. Of course he was still in trauma. Of course he had not healed. He had been abused and manipulated.
"Please, Draco. Undress. Just remove your trousers and underwear and turn around. I would do it myself but you are simply not ready for that kind of intimacy." Harry murmured and he was so angry and worried. Draco must have hidden scars very well. He had never noticed them. Knife created deep scars, which meant Draco had never got them healed. Why had he hidden them for so long?
Draco shook his head and looked at him, his face pale. Harry murmured softly "I won't hurt you. I won't even undress. I promise. I am your husband and I love you. You can take me to court if I hurt you in any way."
Draco looked at him for several minutes and Harry tried to control his temper. Why had he never bothered to encroach the topic? He wanted to slam his head on the wall.
Finally, Draco nodded and unbuttoned his trousers with trembling hands. Harry wondered if Draco was expecting him to take his advantage. His heart burned from the thought. He would never abuse anyone, leave alone Draco this way. He loved Draco so much.
"Turn around please." He whispered and Draco turned around hesitantly.
Harry walked softly towards him and knelt down on his knees. With soft hands he parted Draco's arse cheeks and looked at his anus. Harry touched it and Draco uttered a sound that could be a surprised moan.
"What are you doing Harry?"
Harry cast a wordless spell and then cast it thrice to remove all the glamour and concealing charms from the area.
"Harry, don't-" Draco uttered and Harry, stumbled and fell down on the floor, horrified when he saw the damage on Draco's hips and inside his anus. "Harry, I am – I can explain. I will conceal them and you don't have to see them ever again. I am sorry-"
Harry snarled "Of course you think that I am concerned about – about the fact that these scars will remind me of your past. You stupid asshole, why DID YOU NEVER TELL ME ABOUT THESE?"
"You – we should have seen a healer. I am such a stupid git. I should have asked you." Harry mumbled, alarmed when he finally noticed the damage. He had removed the concealing charms from his legs too and yes their were scars on his inner thighs as well. It was horrifying, infuriating and saddening that Harry had never bothered to ask Draco about the scars and he had never felt so very guilty in his life.
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