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Fragmentos	By : Drarry-Lisa Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 1888 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter-3
Frustrated
As soon as they enter the room and Malf- Draco closes the door behind them, she whirls around and stares incredulously at him. He stares back, his cheekbones red.
"What was that about?" She asks him. She can't really believe what she saw. She had never imagined that this was what happened inside the Malfoy manor. They seem to be a perfectly normal and happy family in public. He leans against the closed door and lowers his head.
"Malfoy." She murmurs. He doesn't look at her so she repeats softly, "Draco. Listen to me. What was that? Why were you so afraid of him. He had no right to talk to you like that. He didn't even bother to talk to me. Granted it was a bit of shock for him but to behave like this. You are not twelve. You are twenty one."
He doesn't look at her. Instead, he starts walking away.
"Where are you going? I am talking to you." She calls him as he rummages through his wardrobe.
He keeps on ignoring her. Just to test the waters, she murmurs, "I will leave if you don't talk to me."
As expected, he freezes. He literally freezes and the pajamas and shirt that he had taken out drop from his hands.
"Don't. Please don't leave." He literally pleads when he turns around. His eyes are so frightened that she murmurs, "I - I will stay the night, Draco. But you know that I have my apothecary to take care of. I am already short of so many potions. I am understaffed and I can't afford to employ any more receptionists. I am still not earning much. My competitors are selling more at less cost. I need to-"
She stops because he is growing pale. His hands are trembling and his face is turning white.
"Draco." She murmurs and he walks towards her.
When he is standing in front of her, he whispers, "Father will- don't leave. I am terrified of him. He will ask me to help in his bloody business and I don't want to. He wants me to build contacts in the ministry and to marry daughter of some pathetic pureblood and - and you saw what happened today. Please- just- don't leave. I - we can built your apothecary here itself and lab as well. I will he- help you."
The last words are added hesitantly. She wonders what they mean.
"How will you help me?" She asks and he answers softly, his eyes lowered, "Howsoever you want me to."
"You can't brew. You never completed you potions mastership." She says and he murmurs in a very small voice, "Maybe I did."
She stares and stares and just keeps on staring in bloody shock. She doesn't understand this. If he is a potions master, why is he tolerating his father's bullshit.
"What did you say?" She asks and he doesn't speak anything. She places her hands on his shoulders and shakes them before asking again, "You are a potions master. How-come no-one knows?"
"You can't tell him. He will - will not leave me alive. He never wanted me to become a potions master." He says, his voice shaking a bit.
His eyes are pained as he stares into hers.
"Just- just don't leave. I will not touch you. Please- please Harry. Please. Do this for me. I will help you with brewing and I will not ask for anything else. You can keep the money." He says and she mutters incredulously, "If you have forgotten, we are supposed to get married. Why will I keep all the money? I am telling you right now. I am not going to let your father control our life. I am not the kind of woman he wants to mess with."
His hands grasp her shoulders very gently as he whispers, "So... you won't leave... what about your parents?"
"I will tell them that I love you. They can't really force me to marry someone else." She mutters in a matter-of-fact voice and shrugs.
"Thank you." He says and hugs her loosely. She sighs, wondering what she is getting herself into.
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Harry moans softly when a finger circles her nipple through the thin cloth of her shirt. The finger flicks her nipple and then massages it. She wonders if she is dreaming. If she is, she doesn't want to wake up.
The finger shifts its attention to her other nipple playing with it until it is tight.
"I wish I could take your shirt off." A voice whispers hungrily. She moans as a hand cups her breast for a moment before squeezing it. Again, the attention is shifted to other breast and then both breasts are squeezed together. She moans in pleasure, willing her shirt to disappear.
Such a nice dream. She smiles to herself. Her breasts are cupped in two hands and are pressed and squeezed. She wishes that the hands would never stop. Her fingers automatically reach her top button and open it.
"Okay, now you can't blame me." The voice murmurs and merlin it feels so good.
"Wake up otherwise I am just going to take your shirt off. I want to see your sexy tits." The voice says and she moans lightly.
"Fuck it. I am taking it off." The voice says and soon her shirt is being unbuttoned. Her eyes shoot open and Draco's hungry eyes gaze at her.
"Take this off. I want you naked." He mutters almost desperately and she stares at him before hissing, "No."
"Come on. Your nipples are dying to have my lips on them. They are so tight. Let me remove this stupid shirt." He murmurs and she snaps at him, "Let me sleep." before turning to the other side.
Two strong and desperate hands pull her to a very strong and muscular chest.
"Hey, don't." She murmurs reluctantly but soon soft lips are grazing her neck and one of his hands is on her tits again whereas the other is sliding inside her pajamas.
"Shhhh. You want it too. I know you do." He whispers and she stills. Bloody hell, he is palming her vagina.
She wants to ask him to stop but instead just mutters incoherently, "Uggghh."
His hand on her breast is fumbling with her buttons.
"Do-" She is cut off when his hand slips inside her half unbuttoned shirt and takes hold of her breast.
She moans loudly when his palm encloses around her breast and squeezes it.
A finger touches her clit. She screams desperately, "Please.".
He touches it again. It's so overwhelming that she moans in pleasure. She closes her eyes to control herself but all her thoughts fly out of the window when he opens the rest of the buttons too.
The hand that was inside her pajamas comes out and he backs off a bit. She wonders if his prudent self is back but then he lays her on her back and straddles her hips.
It's too late to stop. She wants it too. She had already expected this to happen and it's just like a real relationship except for the fact that right now he is not fine. When he will be... he won't want her anymore.
He looks at her. His eyes are so hungry that Harry's heartbeats speed up.
His weight on her lower body is comfortable and nice and finally he removes her unbuttoned shirt to reveal her tits and belly to him.
She has never made out with anyone before. She wonders if he finds her beautiful.
His eyes are grazing over her breasts. He is licking his lips hungrily and she closes her eyes before murmuring, "Please."
She opens her eyes to find his hands close to her tight nipples but just then his eyes change and she knows that his prudent self his back.
His eyes are soft and embarrassed and his face slowly turns red.
"I- I am sorry." He murmurs and Harry snaps in frustration, "Fuck. You can't just - fuck- please - for merlin's sake."
He buttons her shirt - Fuck him - he is bloody careful to not even touch her skin. She wants to pull his red face to hers and kiss it to oblivion.
But that's not what happens. He mumbles, "Sorry." and kisses her forehead, his eyes apologetic.
Then he goes to sleep beside her, keeping a distance from her.
She sleeps too. She has never felt so frustrated in her entire life.
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