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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-4
Buried Anger
Harry had just served a glass of Vodka for himself when he heard a Pop and wondered how could anyone apparate inside his house. Only Draco, Hermione and Ron could. Ron and Hermione never did and Draco, well, he never would. His glass almost fell from his hands when Draco Malfoy stormed inside his kitchen with a very teary Hermione Granger. He was holding Hermione's hands painfully. Belatedly, he realized that he was gaping open mouthed at his husband who was looking him with furious and narrowed silver eyes.
The glass did fall from his hands when Draco threw Hermione towards him. He opened his arms and Hermione fell in them, sobbing frantically.
"KEEP HER ON A BLOODY LEASH. SHE HAS BEEN HOUNDING ME FOR THE PAST FOUR YEARS." He shouted on the top of his voice and it had been so long since Harry had heard Draco's voice from so close. He stared at Draco's lips.
"Letter after FUCKING LETTER. I asked her not to send any letters but the bloody persistent bitch does not know when to stop." Draco continued in a dangerous voice.
"Oh! Harry." Hermione sobbed on his chest and Harry did not have any chance to say anything at all because in the next moment, she went flying in the opposite direction and would have hit the wall, had she not cast a quick cushioning charm.
"BITCH. Always monopolising you. Always snatching you away from me." Draco whispered in a low and dangerous voice. In the matter of seconds, Draco had come in front him with crossed arms. He was glaring at Hermione and Harry found that he was speechless. When had Hermione snatched him away from Draco? What was he saying?
Hermione was now sitting on the floor with his legs stretched in front of her, staring at Draco in shock.
"STAY FUCKING AWAY FROM HARRY. YOU SNATCHED HIM AWAY FROM ME. HE ALWAYS CHOSE YOU AND WEASLEY OVER ME. FUCKING NOSY IDIOTS." He shouted again and stormed towards a still very shocked Hermione Granger. He pointed his wand out and Harry realized that he would have to act now if he wanted his best friend alive.
He walked very slowly and stood behind Draco "Draco." He whispered and Draco's hand trembled.
"Go away." He snapped and Harry wrapped his arms around Draco's waist. "GO AWAY DAMNIT." Draco shouted again and Harry placed his head on Draco's shoulder.
"When did they monopolise me? When did they snatch me away from you?" He whispered and gently took his wand away from his hand and kept it back in his pocket. Of course, Hermione had to intervene.
"Harry, he is angry. He will hurt you. You must-" She started and Harry had expected what happened next. He pulled away from Harry and moved two steps and slapped her tightly on her cheek. She stared at him with a hand on her cheek, her eyes wide with shock. Harry rubbed his forehead tiredly.
"One word more and I will throw you out of this house. The only reason I have tolerated you is that you are his best friend and have supported him throughout his life. I respect you but you will not interfere between me and my husband." Draco whispered, glaring at Hermione and she muttered defensively "The divorce papers-"
"Never reached him. I don't know what happened of them. But they did not reach him and he is still my husband. The fact that I have stayed away from him for the past four years does not change the reality of my relationship with him. You were one of the major reasons of our quarrels." He replied angrily and this time Harry moved between them because it seemed that Draco would slap her again and Harry wanted to avoid it.
For the first time in four years, their eyes met properly and it seemed that time stopped altogether because his eyes had the same love that they had held four years back.
Draco crossed his arms and glared at him defiantly "Ask her to leave. She has no right to interfere. Or maybe you still think that she does. You always did let them have a say in our matters."
"He is my best friend and we have a right to interfere." Hermione started and Draco looked so murderous that Harry was pretty alarmed.
"No, Hermione. He is right. I should have stopped you all those times I let you and Ron speak between us. Please leave." He whispered, his eyes on Draco whose anger melted a bit.
"He will hurt you Harry." Hermione was now standing and had her hands on his shoulder. Draco's eyes narrowed murderously "I will hurt her if she repeats this sentence again. Had I wanted to hurt you, I would have hurt you. Ask her to leave."
Harry noticed that Draco had changed in this aspect. His anger was not at all in his control. His hands were clenching and unclenching and Harry cleared his throat "Please leave Hermione."
"But-"She said and he shook his head, his eyes firmly on Draco's furious ones "No buts. He is my husband and you must leave. I never interfere between you and Ron, do I?"
Draco's eyes softened when he heard Harry's words and he uncrossed his arms, resting them on his side instead.
"What if he hurts you?" Draco's eyes narrowed angrily again and Harry wanted to slam his head on the wall. Why did she have to be so bloody adamant sometimes?
"Hermione, I defeated Voldemort and this is just my husband who has perhaps been angry with me for the past four years, rightfully so. He will not hurt me and if he does, then I deserve it. Please leave." He spoke slowly as if explaining to a child.
She nodded slowly and backed off "Okay, Harry, as you wish." Harry had his eyes glued on Draco who was now looking everywhere around his house. Hermione left his house quietly, closing the door behind her and he did not look back.
His eyes were glued firmly on Draco who was looking at the scattered broken bottles and old pizza boxes and dirty dishes. When he turned back towards him, his eyes were full of restrained fury.
"What the fucking hell is all this? Why have you turned my home into a dustbin?" Draco asked him and it was obvious that he had barely stopped himself from yelling. 'MY' that Draco had just spoken did not escape Harry turned insides warm.
Without even waiting for Harry's reply, Draco walked towards his bar table and looked at the open bottle of his vodka. Harry's mouth burst open in shock when Draco picked up the bottle and dropped in on the floor. He just dropped it and the glass scattered everywhere.
"Why did you drop my expensive bottle of Vodka?" Harry fumed and stomped towards him.
Draco sneered at him with crossed arms "How does it matter? This place is a bloody dustbin and I was just dropping your expensive bottle of garbage on it and I will do the same with all the alcoholic drinks that are present in this large dustbin."
"You- You- You bloody interfering-" Harry started and Draco just sneered at him. And then he walked towards the wardrobe of his drinks and took all the bottles one by one and dropped them on the floor.
Harry just stared at the man incredulously "I will just order more. You are wasting your bloody time." He mocked and Draco looked at him with his eyes narrowed.
"Go and consume this- this poison, for all I care. Go to fucking hell. Just leave me fucking alone and keep your fucking minions on a fucking leash." Draco yelled at him and Harry sneered back "They are my friends. I won't ask them to stay away."
He had expected Draco to sneer or shout at him. He had not expected what happened next. Draco cast a cleaning charm and cleaned the floor and then shoved Harry hard. Harry fell down on the floor and Draco straddled him, placing his legs on either side of Harry's hips.
Harry stared at him "What are you-" He never got complete his sentence because Draco punched him straight on his nose.
"ALL YOUR RUDDY FAULT. ALWAYS CHOSING YOUR INTERFERING FRIENDS." Yet another punch landed on his cheek. The punch was hard enough to cause pain but not hard enough to make him bleed. "ALWAYS POSTPONING OUR DATES FOR THEM."
This time the punch landed on his chest and he stared, frozen at Draco who was too furious to even think before speaking.
"CAN'T EVEN BLOODY HATE YOU." After that Draco threw punch after punch on his chest and the force behind them went on decreasing gradually.
Harry did not retaliate even once. He was busy staring in Draco's eyes. They were not angry. They were full of pain that Harry did not understand.
Finally, Draco stopped, his chest heaving for breath as he placed his palms on Harry's chest and stared at it.
"They did not monopolise me. They did not snatch me away from you, Draco." Harry whispered, keeping very still.
"They did. You chose them over me. You always cancelled our dates for them. It was like I was not even important for you. You did not love me." Draco replied softly, his eyes still on Harry's chest.
Harry was so bloody surprised. When did he imply that Ron and Hermione were more important?
"I loved you, Draco. I still love you. I always have. Perhaps I did not know how much until you left. I- I have missed you so much." He spoke and Draco looked at him with eyes that were sad and Harry's heart ached to take him in his arms but he knew that it would break whatever spell Draco was in and he did not want that.
"It's over Harry. I was never suitable for you. You must chose a person well suited to you. I will get the divorce papers made again and send them to you tomorrow." Draco spoke and Harry's heart thudded violently and he committed a mistake. He took Draco's hands and held them tightly in his.
"Draco. No. You can't." He said and as he had expected Draco cringed and jumped up so suddenly that Harry could just stare. His silver eyes held panic and Harry stood up slowly. There was no point in disturbing Draco's mind any more.
"You know I hate being held suddenly. You know that." Draco said bitterly and paused before continuing "Once again, you were too engrossed to remember what I need. As usual."
"I am sorry. I apologise." Harry said but Draco shook his head. The flicks of his wand that cleaned Harry's house did not go unnoticed and he said "Thank you."
"I am leaving, Harry and leave me be. Move on. You are still young and can find a suitable man for you. He won't be broken like me. He won't require your cuddling like I did or your reassurances." Draco spoke and turned around to leave, walking quickly.
"Please, Draco. Don't leave." Harry pled and his chest and nose ached but merlin, it was good to have Draco back and he did not want him gone. "Please."
Draco shook his head and Harry said the only thing that came in his mind "I will drink again. Remember to take out a little time from your busy schedule to attend my funeral."
"Spare me the drama, please. Good bye." Draco said curtly and stormed out of his house, leaving Harry surrounded by empty rooms and walls.
Fuming angrily, he took out a parchment and penned down a fresh order of his drinks.
Bloody Draco Malfoy. Adamant. Stubborn. Sweet. Soft. Bloody FUCKING IDIOT.
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