Ten Things I Hate About You | By : ShadowAngel Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 3035 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Mop of Hair
“Harry! Stay still!” Draco ground out, his irritation and frustration increasing with every attempted stroke of the brush. He most definitately was not gritting his teeth, that would not be befitting of a Malfoy, but he wasn’t that far off.
“But it hurts, Draaco!” Harry whined, actually whined! Merlin, he’d need a headache soothing potion soon if this kept up. The protests from his boyfriend didn’t deter Draco one bit, however, the Slytherin continuing to pull the bristles firmly, if somewhat harshly, through the mess of hair.
“You should take more care of your hair then, shouldn’t you?” Draco just about managed to stop it coming out as a snap, his spare hand pressing on Harry’s shoulder to try and keep him still. “You requested this, remember? You said yourself that you wanted to look presentable as you stand beside Weas-Ron as his best man when he and Gr-Hermione marry. Your hair counts as part of you. Now stay still.”
Harry gave a sigh of defeat and stayed still where he was. True he wanted to look decent for his best friends’ wedding, for them as well as to not show Draco up, but his hair just seemed to have a mind of its own. Even three years of dating the blonde hadn’t gotten it under control. “It’s never done what you or I have wanted before, why would it now?”
“Because never before have I been this determined,” Draco said almost through gritted teeth before casting a spell to try and keep the stray locks in place and under control. He gave a breath of relief as that section remained in place and focused on taming another part. That calmed him down a little and allowed him to get himself and his Malfoy expression and control back in place. Not that it was often intact around Harry anymore, he had even come to the wedding of Weasley and Granger without any complaint. True he was closer to the other memebers of the tio now and other Slytherins such as Blaise and Pansy were to be at the wedding, but still. And it was all because of Harry.
Speaking of Harry, he was looking extremely handsome, sitting on the bed in gorgeous emerald dress robes that accented his eyes perfectly and which were made of a lovely silk, all Draco’s choice of course. The silver accents and trimming on the robes were incredible, and dressed up as he was Harry looked so….delectable. Just like the handsome mature man he had grown into. So perfect.
If you ignored the hair.
Draco couldn’t, which was why he was currently fighting with it an hour before the wedding – he thought it best to give himself plenty of time for this battle. He knew from experience that Harry’s hair enjoyed being a mess.
“Gah! Why won’t it stay in place?! Stop laughing!” Draco scowled at the side of his lover’s head, not impressed at all by the laughter that was coming from the Gryffindor’s lips.
“You didn’t dislike my hair last night if remember correctly,” Harry smirked as he watched his blonde Slytherin out of the corner of his eye.
Draco just continued scowling. Yes the Malfoy control didn’t seem to work around Harry anymore. “Well your memory is incorrect.” Unfortunately his lover didn’t seem deterred, just continuing as if Draco hadn’t spoken.
“Seemed quite attached to it actually, you wouldn’t let go.”
Draco couldn’t help it, a flush of pink spread over his pale cheeks, hands pausing their brushing as Harry’s head turned, his words whispering closer to Draco’s ear.
“Holding onto it so tightly, the strands wrapped between your fingers as I took you down to the root, swallowing your hot hard cock over…and over….until you came down my throat….”
A groan came as Draco felt his cock twitching in remembrance of the night beforehand, coming down his lover’s throat before Harry took him right in the very bed that they were currently sitting upon. His eyes closed and he swallowed, trying hard to keep himself under control. He was in the middle of a battle with Harry’s hair for Merlin’s sake!
“Harry…” Draco attempted to say, but it came out more like a groan mixed with a whine. A pleading whine. “I am attempting to get your hair presentable here, under your wishes...” His voice droned off as his grey eyes met bright green ones and he had to swallow again at the lust and love he could see shining there. There was a moment where they were lost in each other’s eyes and he was sure they were about to be lost to their pleasure.
“Okay, okay I give. You’re right, I do want it neat and under control. Give it your best shot,” Harry grinned, turning to face the front again so that Draco could continue his work. The Slytherin could only blink in response, not sure how to respond to the sudden change from the sexual atmosphere.
Harry didn’t seem to need a verbal response from him, just continuing. “Oh and Dray? I’ll be impressed if you do manage to tame it, I’m sure I’ll be able to come up with some sort of reward for such an achievement.” Harry looked to his lover and gave him a wink before facing forwards once more.
The Slytherin slowly smirked with determination; if he wasn’t motivated before he most certainly was now.
Half an hour later Dean, Blaise, Ginny and Seamus were in the lounge setting up the finishing touches before the guests arrived when they suddenly heard banging and slamming of doors.
“What’s that, you think?” Seamus asked with a frown as he looked curiously in the direction of the bangs which were getting louder. All four of them subconsciously gripped their wands, ready if need be.
A frustrated and angry looking Draco suddenly appeared, door hitting against the wall and Blaise’s eyes widened at the sight of his frustrated friend, immediately heading towards him. “Draco? What’s wrong?!”
“I hate it! I bloody hate! It won’t do a single thing that is required of it! Not one!”
The angry exclamation froze Blaise and the three boys blinked while Ginny, having realised the issue, tried to hold giggles in behind her hand.
Draco growled in annoyance and stalked out of the room, once more banging the door, muttering about evil hair being out to get him under his breath. The three boys could do nothing but watch him leave before looking to each other in confusion.
“What do you think wound him like that?” Seamus asked Blaise as he stepped beside him and took his hand, able to sense the slight concern rolling off his boyfriend.
Ginny couldn’t take it anymore and burst out laughing, stunning the other three. “Draco must’ve tried to style Harry's hair!”
A/N: Thanks for reading, please let me know what you think :).
Big thanks to Delia Cerrano and Karisma for your reviews!
-Yuki
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