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Fifty Blue Shades of Harry	By : hpluv3r Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 13444 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Time passes much the same, with Draco visiting Harry at Godric's Hollow and speaking to him via two way parchment. Now that they had worked out some sort of system, it wasn't so bad. Draco had been spoiled by Harry's original 24/7 proximity.
As they continued to talk he could see that Harry truly was the sort to be courted into relations, a rare breed. It's no wonder things hadn't worked out with that melodramatic Cho Chang or that simple-minded Weasley girl. Harry needed someone with character. Someone who could give him what he needs.
Draco could not help but wonder how Harry's relationship with Charlie had come to be. Charlie did not seem the courting sort, and Draco suspects that he had caught the boy wonder during his post-war recovery. Yes, Harry was likely a lot more vulnerable at that time, much like Draco himself had been.
Charlie Weasley was a strong willed, strong bodied man with a streak for ruthlessness and control. Everything one would expect of in a dragon tamer. Draco was still not entirely sure what to make of him. All he knew for sure was that Charlie is a danger in disguise, which makes it very much an issue when Weasel shows up at his door once more.
This time, at least, he had the decency to knock.
"Weasley." Draco remarks dryly, quickly masking his surprise.
"Malfoy."
When Draco doesn't say anything else Charlie continues,
"Not going to invite me in?"
"No."
Charlie smirks.
"What? None of those dainty pureblood mannerisms for a weasel?" He couldn't care less about the slur on his name, Charley had always been heavily attracted to the young blonde. He was sexy and fierce, just asking to have that mouth of his tamed. Charlie wanted to watch Malfoy squirm.
The thought of Harry downgrading to such a beta male infuriated him.
Charlie attempts to move up into Malfoy's personal space when a wand is thrusted into his face. His smirk does not waver.
"Not going to fight me like a man, Malfoy?"
Draco had immediately detected the malicious glint in the eyes of the redhead before him. Charlie was out for blood. Draco's, clearly. His wand is at the ready in an instant as Charlie moves towards him.
Charlie could easily best him in a physical fight, and they both knew it. Draco wanted to convince himself that he would be superior in duel, but his sweaty palms said otherwise.
Charlie twitches and Draco does not hesitate to bind him, unwilling to allow the redhead to reach for his wand.
Draco had always been taught that the winner was the one who made it out alive. In other words, the one who used any means necessary.
Weasel's response was infuriating.
He smirks. He bloody smirks, looking down at Malfoy knowingly.
"I suppose that was the smartest move on your part, dragon."
Draco flushes, momentarily lost for words as he peers at the redhead in contemplation. He could think of a few things he had to say to Weasley. He allows a smirk to settle on his face.
"I assume you mean to imply that physical altercation is more 'manly' than is magic. This, we do not see eye to eye on."
"It's not as though you allowed me to pull out my wand either.", Charlie responds.
Draco glares at him.
"Coward." Charlie spits.
The comment hits close to home but Draco does not allow it to show, smirk unwavering on his face. Shaking it off, he moves closer to the redhead, grabbing him by the hair and forcing his head backward.
"I've seen it enough to know what lust looks likes Weasley. I see it now, and I've seen it every. single. time. before this one. So obviously, I am uninterested. And, while I am forced to concede that you would likely best me physically, I have zero desire to be involved, in any way, with someone like you..
I'm just going to assume that nonexistent pea-brain of yours is incapable of understanding rejection. But just in case, let me make this clear. If it is your desire to rape me, then you truly are the repugnant piece of filth that you make yourself out to be."
"Fine by me." Charlie smiles darkly and spits at Draco's face.
Draco uses his grip on the other man's hair to slam him backwards into the ground, effectively knocking the breath out of the redhead.
As Charlie struggles to regain his breath Draco continues,
"Approach me again and I'll castrate you like the dog that you are. What goes on between you and Harry is your business. My business is my own."
After a moment, he continues,
"Do you know what it's like to be raped, Charlie?" Draco's pitch drops down to something sickeningly sweet as he crouches down next to the bound man, who visibly tenses before calling Draco's bluff.
"You don't have the balls pretty boy." he says.
"My balls have nothing to do with the vomit that comes to mouth at the thought of going anywhere near that nasty arse of yours."
"Don't worry I'll spear you onto my cock and show you just how much you belong there."
"You're quite full of yourself aren't you?" Draco was mentally shaking his head. This conversation was costing him brain cells.
"I can show you why."
"I'll tell you what Weasley. If you let me fuck you, I'll let you fuck me after." Draco smirks inwardly, assuming that the redhead would never go for that, and correctly so.
Charlie laughs darkly.
"Why would I possible allow you to do that when I can just take what I want?"
"Scared Weasel?" Draco taunts.
Charlie scoffs. "Scared isn't the word I would use. Disgusted is more like it."
"Do you care at all about how much of a hypocrite you are?"
"I don't give a fuck."
"Well, at least I'd be able to take it like a man."
Draco smirks mentally as his words have the desired affect on Charlie, shock and confusion apparent in his eyes.
Draco walks back into his apartment and is about to shut the door when he hears Charlie ask,
"Where's Harry?" As though suddenly remembering the other man's existence.
"Not home." Draco slams the door shut, all around pissed. No, still not bloody home.
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