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The Wooing Of Draco Malfoy	By : Drarry-Lisa Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 2084 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter-8
I Love you, Draco, I really do
Draco was aware that Harry had woken up a lot before him. He didn't really begrudge the man for feeling annoyed with him. Draco should never have started something he couldn't finish. He had really wanted to make love to Harry. But halfway through it, he started feeling uncomfortable. It had been so weird, wanting to stop and continue at the same time. When Harry had pressed his finger inside his entrance, he had snapped and had not been able to continue. Images of what had happened at The Three Broomsticks and at his home haunted his mind. Harry had been so understanding and he had been so embarrassed with his own behaviour.
Merlin, why had he started at all if he had not intended to finish it.
Lost in his musings, he bathed and entered the kitchen to prepare breakfast. He wondered if Harry would still keep trying with him. He had been patient enough for the past month.
Harry cleared his throat and it brought Draco out of his musings. He paused in his preparation, though he didn't turn back.
"I am not hungry. Do not make anything for me." Harry spoke in a soft voice and waited for Draco to say something.
Draco swallowed and nodded silently. He heard a sigh and retreating of footsteps.
Instead of preparing something, he just served toast for himself and settled down at the table.
However, the thought that Harry would probably not eat anything stopped him from eating anything. He stood up and served a toast and jam for Harry along with orange juice and took the tray to Harry's room.
"Enter." Harry called in a deep voice when Draco knocked the door.
Harry was sitting at the window, looking outside and avoiding Draco completely. Harry's neglect terrified Draco and his hands shook. The shaking almost threw the glass of orange juice from the tray.
Draco placed the tray on the bed and stood there awkwardly for a few moments waiting for Harry to acknowledge him in some way. When he did not receive any answer, he just lowered his head and retreated from the room.
The dining seemed so empty without Harry and his constant chatter about something or other. He stared at Harry's chair numbly.
He nibbled the toast somehow and left for his shop.
Lunch was similar to breakfast. Harry had kept it ready for him and Draco had no idea whether Harry eaten or not. As much as Draco wanted to talk to the other man and call him back, something stopped him. Something forced him to stay away from attachments and Harry. Determined to find Harry and force him to eat a little, Draco reached his room and knocked the door. He opened the door when Harry replied "Enter". Harry was sitting at his table, writing something. Draco wondered what Harry was writing but he did not ask anything.
"Have you eaten anything since morning." He asked when he saw the toast and juice that he had brought for Harry on the bed.
Harry did not answer and Draco pressed "I am asking you something?"
"Why are you starving yourself?"
"Please leave Draco." Harry demanded in a detached voice and Draco's blood turned cold from fear. He had not wanted Harry to stop trying but he did not voice his fears and left the room silently.
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Draco was so afraid that he did not notice Harry look at him with sad eyes. He was not present when Harry held his head in concern. He was completely right about Draco. Draco was insecure about Harry and wanted to keep Harry's libido satisfied. What gave him the idea was beyond Harry since he had never initiated any kind of sexual contact at all, except for an occasional kiss which was never sexual. He would have to teach Draco that sex was not something that Harry needed at the expense of Draco's discomfort.
He prepared the dinner and served it for Draco at the table and took his in his own room. As expected, he heard a knock on the door and answered "Enter."
Draco entered his room and Harry continued writing his book on 'Defence Against the Dark Arts for Beginners'.
"Did you have dinner at least?" He asked and Harry replied "yes.".
Draco did not say anything else except standing there silently. Harry knew that the man missed him but Draco needed to open up to him and express his feelings so he stayed quiet but Draco did not speak anything at all.
"Is there anything else you want?" He asked.
"No." Draco replied in a soft voice.
"Please leave me in peace."
Harry saw Draco's reaction from the corner of his eyes. This was important because he couldn't let Draco behave like a submissive mate and Draco needed to speak and to argue with Harry if he wanted an equal relationship. But the way Draco's face fell was too much for Harry. His quill trembled and he swallowed to calm himself.
"You won't even wish me goodnight tonight?" Draco asked in a soft voice and Harry closed in his eyes in relief. Thank god, Draco was asking for something at least.
"Goodnight. Sleep well." He whispered, his eyes on his parchment.
"This is not the way you wish me goodnight."
"Please leave."
"I want to make love to you, Harry." Harry froze and his quill fell down from his hand in fury. How could Draco want this after what had happened just yesterday. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm his anger. Did Draco think Harry was a monster? Why would Harry touch Draco when he was not even ready?
After a couple of breaths, he had calmed down and he turned towards Draco. Draco's eyes coolled down the rest of his anger. They held insecurity and Harry knew it's cause. Draco was afraid he was loosing Harry.
"You want to make love to me?" Harry asked and stood up. Draco nodded and Harry closed the door and locked it. Draco's breathed harshly and Harry knew that Draco was afraid of him. Of course he would be afraid, seeing that the last time they were alone, Harry had beaten him and whipped him and turned him bald.
When Harry passed Draco, the blonde's body shook and Harry saw it but acted as if he hadn't. He wore a mask of calmness and sat down on his bed, spreading his legs in a suggestive manner. In other circumstances, it would have turned Draco on but the small gesture served to accelerate Draco's terror which was evident from the way Draco had started sweating. The blonde looked utterly small and vulnerable as he stood in front Harry and looked at his legs with fear in his eyes.
"Undress and make it slow." Harry had spoke so softly and gently but still Draco's breath quickened and he didn't make any move at all.
"Remove your shirt and then remove your trousers and finally your pants and then undress me too." Harry asked and Draco breathed harshly. It had not been a command. Harry's voice had been soft and gentle like it always was with Draco.
"You can start with me if you want. You can undress me first and then yourself." Harry suggested and Draco shook his head mumbling "I will start with myself."
The man closed his eyes. He literally closed his eyes and reached for the first button as if he was forcing himself to do this. When had Harry insinuated that he wanted sex from him? The blonde was trying to open the first button but his fingers were shaking so much that he couldn't even do that. He stood up and walked towards Draco which the blonde didn't realize due to his eyes being closed. So when Harry touched Draco's fingers and whispered gently "Let me help you." Draco's eyes shot open in fear and he literally screamed in terror before backing off as if he had been burnt.
Shame replaced the terror and Draco looked at the floor mumbling helplessly "I am sorry.".
Harry could nothing except stare in shock and wonder at the man.
Why are you apologising Draco?
It's not your fault that I can't instil any trust in you for me. It's not your fault that I treated you like an animal all those years ago. Why are you saying sorry? I am so lucky to have you with me. You are everything a man or woman could ever want.
Why are you apologizing for something that is clearly my fault?
I should kneel in front of you and apologize until you have forgiven me but I know that would serve no purpose at all.
"We have to talk."
Draco shook his head and walked towards the door.
"No." He mumbled and Harry spoke softly "We need to talk if we want to make this work."
At this Draco stood quietly for a long period of time, staring at the door instead of the floor. After a long time, he turned back and looked at Harry "We are thirty six already. I don't want to wait any more."
"How can we make love when you are not even ready. You can not even undress me or yourself, let alone have sex. You were completely uncomfortable yesterday. I do not understand why you consented at all. You should have stopped a lot earlier. Why did you start anything at all when you did not feel like even touching me?" Harry's voice was soft and he was surprised when Draco glared at him.
"I do want to make love to you. You-" He started and Harry interrupted him.
"Why were standing with your eyes closed a couple of minutes back?" Harry crossed his arms and looked sternly at him.
"Couples come at my shop and they are always groping each other. I want to- to love you. Is that so wrong?" He asked in a desperate voice and Harry threw his hands forward in exasperation.
"As far as I am concerned Draco, I am completely yours. I would bend on all fours if that's what you want. I would sleep stark naked in your bed for the rest of life if that's what you want. But it's not about it at all. You are not ready. We don't need to jump into bed naked straightaway when we haven't even slept in each other's arms. Do you honestly think I do not want to make love to you. I will have you know that I do. I want you and I need you and you are all I want. But not-"
"How much are you going to wait for me? We are not getting any younger and I can't ask you to stop in the middle of sex because that's what happened yesterday. I was feeling uncomfortable but I removed our underwear because I felt that you needed it. I didn't want to move any further but how could I have stopped something I had started when it had finally become so good for you?" Draco crossed his arms and looked straight into Harry's eyes and then he continued "You won't talk to me at all today. I have been feeling guilty since morning. So I thought that I would let you complete what I started yesterday. How is it wrong if I want to satisfy my mate, if I want to make him happy."
For a few moments, Harry was so stunned that he just stared at the man with his mouth slightly open.
"What about your happiness?" Harry's voice was shrill and angry when he spoke and he couldn't hide the rage he felt. "When did I insinuate that I need to have sex with you? I want to, but you are so handsome and you are so loving and passionate and kind and bloody sweet. I want to make love to you but not at the expense of your discomfort. I want you to enjoy it. I want you to smile and be happy. I want you to live instead of just existing. Why can't I wait for it? I love you. This is not a bloody agreement in which you have to fulfil your side of the bargain. You should be able to talk to me about anything without hesitance. You should argue with me and quarrel for what is right. We are in an equal relationship. This is not a Dominant/ Submissive relationship in which you need to bend to my will. When I am disrespecting you or ignoring you, you need to speak up. If you don't feel like having sex, you need to speak up and if you just want to cuddle, you need to speak up."
"Harry, I-" Draco was looking at him with wonder in his eyes.
"You don't have to rush it. I understand that you will never be able to forgive me completely. I understand how difficult it is for you. I did something unforgivable. It's a surprise that you are even giving me a chance to redeem myself. Any sane human being would have left me to rot in Azkaban. I m bloody lucky that you are my Veela and you lost your wings because of me. I am honoured to have a chance to win your trust after doing something so horrible and disgusting to you. You don't have to rush it. I don't want you to be rash and adjust for me. I love you. You don't need to feel insecure. I will never leave you, no matter how long it takes for you to be comfortable with me. We will take it slow. We will start with kissing and cuddling and that too when you want."
"It's okay. I understand, Harry." Draco finally spoke, moving towards him.
"You don't-"
"I do. I really do. I missed you so much today. Everything seems empty without you now." Draco spoke and hugged Harry, resting his face on Harry's shoulders and wrapping his arms around his waist. Harry felt his insides become warm when Draco kissed his neck softly and he sighed, wrapping his own arms around the blonde.
"You are a complete mystery, Draco Malfoy. You are complicated and loving and charming and naughty and faithful and completely perfect and I can't live without you. I would earn your forgiveness and trust even if it takes a lifetime to do so. I love you, Draco. I really do."
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