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Noise and chatter filled the Great Hall as students all exclaimed and raved about their summer holiday; shrinks of delight were heard throughout the room, mainly the Gryffindor table. Harry laughed and joked with the people surrounded him and smiled, although no one noticed it was forced. Not even his so-call best friends saw his disgust and fake happiness.

Harry looked throughout the room and felt desire sweep through him when his eyes met stormy grey orbs. The blond smiled shyly at him before turning to talk to Parkinson. Jealousy made itself known, but Harry pushed it down.

It was so easy to get jealous of Draco Malfoy. He hated when his attention was not on him or when his friends graced him with innocuous gestures. Harry tried to be understanding, but through it all he hated it. The golden haired blond was his. Only he was allowed to touch him, hell only he should be the one to bask in his presence.

Everything the blond did fascinated him. The way he talked, moved, smelled and looked made him hard. He loved seeing his face flushed, hearing his lusty moans. Draco's body was perfect, his skin a smooth ivory, his hair silky and his lips! Those lips and small mouth drove him to distraction. His blond was so angelic, but to see him with his cock in his mouth, always made Harry come the fastest. And his ass! His round, tight ass gave Harry the greatest pleasure he had ever known. Yes, the blond was his.

Draco could feel Harry's heated stare and it took everything he possessed to not blush. He could still remember his rough hands on his skin from earlier before. Unlike the past years, they couldn't meet the week before school began, so Harry grabbed him the first chance he got and fondled him. Draco inwardly moaned. Gods, he sounded like a slut! But he needed to have his love inside him! Now! It was tortured waiting for the welcoming feast to be done.

He knew that he should hate Harry, but he didn't. Yes, he had turned down his offer of friendship, but he had more than enough made up for it. Draco fingered the Potter wedding band on his left hand and smiled. He glanced at the Gryffindor table and saw Weaslette trying to gain the attention of his husband and smirked. Two years ago he might have been jealous and insecure, but he knew now without a doubt that he loved him and that was all due to their break up during their fifth year after Weasel had stopped in the corridor after Potions to degrade his family and yet it had only made their relationship better.

-Flashback-

Draco had left the Potions room with Pansy when the voice of Ron Weasley interrupted their conversation.

"Look at the Death Eater whores, how can you two even breathe the same air as us normal, honorable people?"

Everyone stopped to hear this new confrontation. Many of the Gryffindors were smirking openly at the insult, while the Slytherins glared at them. Weasel smirked in triumph and Draco looked at Harry, who refused to meet his eyes and said nothing.

They had been secretly dating since their third year and had spent some of their summers together without anyone's knowledge. Harry had even told him that he loved him in the beginning of their fourth year and this past summer that had even lost their virginity to each other.

But even though he knew that, Draco felt abandoned by him. He had been the only one that stood by him as Draco the entire school turned their backs on him, even his two best friends. As everyone insulted him, he had supported him and helped him with each task. Draco loved him and yet he allowed his best friend to torment him. So much for love.

"I hope that you're not including yourself in that analogy. The world can do without your stupidity. It might even free up the oxygen your brain isn't using and be used by other normal, intelligent people."

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