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Punishment or a Gift	By : Darcie Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 4720 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 4
Two weeks later after Double Potions, Harry accidentally bumped into Draco as they exited. He instantly felt horrible for the action and apologized. "I'm so sorry."
Draco stopped his movement as so did Harry. As soon as the other students passed, Draco began walking again with Harry at his side. He smiled softly. "It's okay, Potter."
Suddenly, his textbook slipped between his arm and his torso, crashing to the floor. He bent over and a groan escaped his lips as he retrieved the book. As he stood back up, he noticed Harry's concerned gaze behind those round lenses. "I'm fine." He chuckled to lighten the air but his facial expression showed fear.
"Are you scared, Draco? Of this illness?" Harry choked back any more questions. He would not let his inquisitive nature push Draco to an edge.
"I..." Draco paused, not sure of how to answer the question. He closed his eyes to hide the tears threatening to fall. He felt Harry grasp his free hand. Bowing his head, he spoke softly, his voice cracking with fear, disgust, and shame. "Yes, Harry, I am." His hand was squeezed lightly. Draco lifted his head and opened his eyes cautiously. "Sometimes, I feel like this is a punishment." He sniffled and sadly pulled his hand from Harry's. "Hey," he softly questioned, "let's not talk about it anymore?" He pleaded to Harry with his moist eyes.
Harry smiled naturally. "Alright." He began to walk with Draco once again. "There's a Hufflepuff/Ravenclaw Quidditch match today. Care to attend?" He glanced over at Draco. "I'd love to." He paused quickly and smiled to himself. "Harry."
As Draco neared the Quidditch field, he automatically noticed Harry standing below one of the stands, hands in pockets and his scarf beating him in the face.
Harry tried not to stare as the blonde Slytherin walked towards him, him of all people. He awkwardly smiled when Draco stood before him.
"What's wrong, Harry?" He chuckled lightly as the Gryffindor's face turned a light shade of red.
"Oh, nothing." He diverted his glare momentarily. The Slytherin was appearing more radiant than he had been. Perhaps, he was feeling healthier. He d thd the announcer welcome everyone to the match. "There's a stand on the opposite side. It only has about five Hufflepuff first years. They won't recognize either one of us," he looked at Draco, "hopefully."
"Yes, let's hope."
Harry allowed Draco to climb the steps first and when they reached the top, the first year's didn't take any notice to their presence. "I was right." Harry leaned down and whispered in Draco's right ear as they stood, watching the beginning of the game.
Draco nodded in agreement. "I have to admit that you chose a great spot. I've never been on this side of the field before."
"Really?" Harry questioned, slightly amused at that fact.
Draco affirmed. "Really." He shivered slightly as a gust of wind nipped at him. Harry immediately noticed the shivering Slytherin and moved to stand behind him, wrapping his arms warmly and protectively around the boy.
Draco froze in the embrace and glanced downward to see Harry's hands folded over his stomach. "Um, Harry," he stuttered, "You don't have to do this."
"But you're cold and I want to." Harry squeezed him lightly. As the game continued, he unconsciously began to move his hands in small circles over Draco's stomach. He paused as he heard Draco take a sudden deep breath. He chuckled lightly. "Have you gained some weight?"
Releasing his breath, Draco slipped his eyes closed. "Yes," he mumbled.
"I noticed you've been eating much better. I'm glad. You must be feeling better." Harry smiled against his cheek.
Draco opened his eyes and sighed. "Yes, I am feeling much better." He felt Harry's hands softly caress him from outside his robe.
"Then, do you mind if I do this?" Harry continued his rubbing. Draco sighed contentedly. "No. Please do." He felt his heart melt slightly as Harry and he bonded, more than Harry actually knew.
"Draco is eating much better." Harry mentioned to his dirty-blonde haired friend. "He's even gained some weight."
Hermione mumbled under her breath, "of course he is." It was soft enough for Harry not to hear as she turned the next page of the book she was involved with. She couldn't seem to put it down. She glanced over at Harry. The smile on his face, as he sat in front of the fire in the Gryffindor common room, was enough proof to show that he was hiding true feelings of happiness or even love.
He turned to face her and rubbed at his eyes. "What are you reading?"
"Nothing," she blurted. Closing the book, she stood and headed towards her room. Harry simply shrugged his shoulders and returned to the fire contemplating how to explain his feelings for Draco Malfoy.
Meanwhile, Draco laid in his bed on his back wearing a pair of navy boxers and a black t-shirt. He couldn't bear to look at himself anymore without the t-shirt. His thoughts wandered to Potter. He felt slightly aroused as he imagined that night four months ago when the two of them lost something to each other that could never be retrieved. Harry was the most gorgeous person he had ever seen and he had to have him and look where it got him, pregnant with the Boy Who Lived's child! He grimaced at his own thought and glanced at his erect penis within his shorts. Aloud he spoke to it softly, "I will not give you attention. Do you know what you made me do? Look at how I am being punished!" His penis refused to deflate as the image of Harry naked, his skin glazed with sweat, refused to leave him. Biting his lip, he snuck a hand down his torso, completely skipping over any skin of his stomach to grip his dick and stroke it harshly.
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