Drarry Texting Story

Chapter 75 (part 2)

A few people had filed out but Harry was still there. Their friends hadn't pried too much about their relationship, but they both knew that as soon as Draco was better, they'd be bombarded with questions.

After Draco had awoken from his nap, Harry decided there was one super important question that Draco seemed to have ignored. "Who?"

"Huh?" Draco replied, wiping the sleep from his eyes. "You know what I mean, Draco. Who cursed you?" Draco squirmed uncomfortably. "Uhm, you don't know her. I know why she did it though. She... uhm. Well I think she saw us kissing. So I asked her about it... just telling her not to tell anyone and well... she was mad. I er- I'm arranged to marry her, you see. It's not a big deal, really."

"Who?" Harry said, louder and this time much more strict. Draco flinched. Don't be an idiot, Harry! You aren't supposed to raise your voice at him, it's a trigger. "Uh sorry, I'm sorry
... Tracey Davis. Don't yell..." He whimpered. Harry took a deep breath and carressed Draco's cheek.

"I won't yell, love. I'm sorry I raised my voice." He paused. "So you're engaged then?" Draco looked away. "I was going to call it off, I promise."

Harry nodded. "Alright. I believe you.... one second though." A faint Expecto Patronum' could be heard before a bright, beautiful, misty stag appeared. "Please send the pre-recorded message to Tracey Davis and-"

What Harry said next, Draco couldn't hear, but he supposed it was Harry adding something to his message.

The patronus leaped beautifully away.

A few minutes later....

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Draco sank in his hopsital bed. "Harry, 'The Elder Swear'? Really?" Harry blushed. "I didn't think the whole castle would hear it. I'm sorry, but she fucking deserved it." Draco chuckled. "And what's this I hear about our future betrothal. I hadn't heard of such affairs." He teased.

Harry stuck his tongue out. Draco pulled Harry in for a kiss. "Mmm stop sticking your tongue out weirdo. It gives me ideas." Harry blushed and kissed Draco passionately. "Feeling better than?" He asked when Draco began rutting against him.

"Hm... if it means that we can go back to our room and continue where this is headed, then I am feeling absolutely splendid." Harry rolled his eyes and laughed. "Well, we can't do that so how do you really feel?"

"Turned on. In love with you. I love you." Draco batted his eyelashes. "Stop it you git, I am not changing my mind. How do you really feel, Draco?"

"Don't you love me?" Draco replied, very sly. "Of course I love you, you absolute wanker! But your health is more important than getting off right now, ok? Please tell me how you are!"

Just then, Madam Pomfrey came over to check on Draco. "How are you feeling, Mr Malfoy?" She asked. "Not great." Draco replied. "My back is quite sore and I feel very drained." Madam Pomfrey gave him some Pepper-Up and then moved on to check on another patient.

The minute she left, Harry attacked Draco with tickles. "You- are- such- a- git!" Draco sniggered and grabbed Harry's hands, wrapping them around his waist. "If we can't go shag, we'll do the next best thing." He said, pulling Harry close.

"Snog?" Harry asked. "Cuddle."