since y'all demanding a part 2 of it after i left it on a cliffhanger for so long 😂 so i thought sure, why not? so enjoy, it sucks tho, just to warn y'all
smut! top!draco, fluff, cutesy
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"Malfoy!" Harry ran after the blond as fast as he could, various thoughts swirling in his head. "Malfoy, wait up! Please!"
"Draco!" he finally stopped running with a huff when the other froze at the sudden first-name calling. "Draco," he took a few steps closer to the Slytherin before stopping just right in front of him. "Why did you run away? Is this... some kind of bet or a joke where you'll be laughing with your friends about how much of an idiot I am to believe that you would actually want to marry me? I thought we had something."
"You're too good for me, Harry," he explained wistfully. "I realised that you deserved far better than what I can offer to you. You deserve so much and I don't think I can be the one to give you such. I'm not good enough for you."
"But you are!" Harry argued, eyes blazing with stubbornness as he held onto Draco's hands firmly in his. "You are good enough for me. Sure, we had our differences and we were sworn enemies but... after the day you threw that apple to me, it had managed to change something between us. Admit it. I learnt a new side of you and I like it very much, Draco. These past few days, I learned to accept you. I like how sweet you can be at times, how gentle you are with me and how much you showed that you cared about my wellbeing. Despite that, you never coddled me, you never treated me like a child, you didn't treat me the way people are treating me. You see me as an equal, my love."
"And remember we made love to each other," he breathed, cupping Draco's cheeks into his hands while caressing his cheekbones lovingly. "It was so good. It felt amazing when you hold me down and take me so sweetly. The way you moaned my name when you reached your climax is music to my ears. The way you trail your hands around my body as if you're marking your territory is like making a sculpture. The feeling of your lips on mine is like branding. I want you, Draco. Merlin, I want you so bad. Is that too much to ask?"
Draco let out a shaky breath, holding onto Harry's wrists as he tilted his head into the warm palm of his lover. "Marriage is a huge deal, Harry, especially to us Purebloods. Our rituals don't believe in divorces. Once we married and consummate the marriage to seal it tight, it's permanent. There's no going back. You can't file a divorce either. I don't want to tie you to me for eternity, Harry. You deserve to be free."
"But I am free," Harry kissed him softly. "I feel free when I'm with you, love. I feel like I can be whoever I wanted to be when I'm with you and I can trust you enough that you won't judge me for it. Not like others. I don't mind, Draco. I searched for it in the books. I know what I'm dealing with. When you threw that apple at me, it was already a sign of proposal. This means that I'm allegedly your betrothed now. We're already engaged. Just because we're British, doesn't mean it's not a legitimate act of proposing marriage to me in Greece. It's still accountable," he huffed with his head held high.
"And you better take responsibility for it."
Draco choked out a laugh before pulling Harry into a heated kiss. "You will be the death of me one of these days, Harry Potter."
"It's Harry Malfoy soon though."
"Point," Draco chuckled and pulled the Gryffindor into a heated kiss.
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"Hey, Malfoy! Catch!"
Surprised, Draco turned around and caught whatever was thrown at him at a Seeker's speed without spilling his books all over the floor.
