Book 1- My Slytherin Prince

Chapter 2

The room of requirements soon became my safe place. It was perfect for meeting with Draco, yeah, we are on a first name basis now… It is also where I go to sleep when Ron kicks me out of our room. Draco was there for me through the next few months.

After the second week of me showing up to class with unexplainable wounds he had given me an enchanted bracelet so I could tell him when Ron hurt me. Sometimes I didn't activate it, and sometimes I was too hurt to. It appeared as a dragon tattoo around my wrist, and I enchanted it so only Draco and I could see it.

We had gotten closer than I thought was possible. He had visited me in the hospital wing every time Ron hurt me. It was like he always cared about me. At Least Draco never took anything that far before. He was always by my side on weekends, and kept a close eye on me during meals in the great hall. If I didn't show up for a meal, he would find me and bring me food.

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"They did what?" Draco asked furiously, causing Harry to flinch back. "I'm gonna kill that bloody Weas-" He stopped, realizing he scared Harry, and he sighed. "I'm sorry Harry," He mumbled, "It's just that Weasley shouldn't be treating you like he does, I mean, it's been 3 months since we found you. You'd think he'd be a bit less mad at you, or atleast figured out the truth already. You need to tell Dumbledore about this, every time I see you, you have more bruises or cuts."

"I can't," Harry mumbled, looking down, "I just can't."

"Why not?" Draco asked, rising from one of the chairs. "This is the third time this week Weasley has put you in the infirmary." Harry knew he was right about Ron, but he also knew Dumbledore wouldn't do anything about it. "Harry, he aimed a bludger at your head, and when it missed he knocked you off of your broom." Harry rose from his spot on the bed.

"Draco," he started, before he was cut off.

"Potter," Draco cut in, "I hate the old guy, but he should be able to do something." Harry hated Draco using his last name. It made him feel unwanted. Draco's perfect Grey eyes looked sad, and for a moment, Harry didn't say anything. Harry  knew he was right, but he knew Dumbledore was worse than Ron, and there was no way he was going to go to Dumbledore about this.

"You wouldn't understand Draco-" He cut Harry off again.

"What wouldn't I understand Harry?" He asked, walking over to where Harry was standing. He backed up, bumping into the wall. Draco leaned over him. "Listen to me, I'm trying to protect you," He whispered in Harry's ear, "The more Snape and I know, the faster we can figure out how to help you. I'm getting tired of visiting the infirmary and not being able to stop that bloody git from hurting you." He could feel Draco's warm breath.

Merlin, Draco is so close to me.

Harry could feel the heat radiating off of him. He looked down for a second, seeing Draco's perfect slim build.

He looked back up to see Draco with a grin on his face. Harry felt the heat rise to his face, and he looked away as Draco inched closer, towering over him.

"D-Draco," he breathed, "Y-Your to close." Harry let out a small whimper, feeling him move closer as he kept his eyes tightly closed.

"Darling," Draco growled in his ear, "If you keep looking at me like that, you wont have to ask me to fuck you."

Why does my boyfriend have to be so bloody hot-

TW: Smut

A shiver ran down Harry's spine as he felt Draco's warm breath on his ear, then on his neck as he gave Harry a light kiss. Draco moved his hand to the wall beside Harry's head, pressing against him, causing him to let out another small whimper when he felt something hard.

Fuck.

"Let go," He whispered, "Relax and let your body decide. We're in the room of requirements, no one will find us, I promise. I know that's what bothers you." With that, he kissed Harry's neck until he found his sweet spot, earning a small moan from him when he did. He was right, the room wouldn't let anyone find them, and he trusted Draco.

"D-Dray," Harry whimpered, "P-Please just..." he paused, gasping a little when Draco's hand landed on his waist. "Mmmm~"

"I'll be gentle, and take it slow," Draco whispered, "I promise, alright?" Harry nodded, unable to speak. Before he knew it, Draco had him on the bed, kissing his cheek, and whispering in his ear. "As long as I'm here, I won't let Weasley touch you any more. That git is gonna pay for hurting you Harry," His voice was soft, and mesmerizing. Peppermint filled Harry's nose as he pulled away, leaving him feeling cold. Draco drew his wand and spelled off his green pajama bottoms, doing the same to Harry's. Setting his wand aside, he leaned back in and caressed Harry's cheek. "Tell me if I need to stop, and I will."

Harry nodded.

Draco kissed him gently, running his hands over Harry's body, exciting every nerve. He felt himself get hard. Draco smirked and started kissing down Harry's chest, then his stomach until he got to his-

"Fuck," Harry whimpered, the word hardly escaping his lips as Draco took it whole. He barely had time to think before the blond-headed boy started sucking. Merlin, Draco was not new to this.. Harry let out another whimper as Draco teased the tip with his tongue and kissed it.

Fuck, there is no way he just-

His thoughts were interrupted when Draco flipped him onto his stomach. He mumbled a spell Harry didn't recognize and leaned over him. He kissed the side of Harry's neck and whispered in his ear.

“Your perfect Harry,” he whispered, “ Always remember that, Yeah?” Harry nodded. Draco slid a finger in, causing Harry to arch his back.

"D-Dray~" He Moaned, "Fuck…" he felt Draco's roaming hand slide from his waist up his back, to his neck and finally giving a gentle tug on his hair. "Mmmm…" he whimpered. His voice was at a higher pitch than normal, but Draco didn't seem to mind.

If Draco and Harry would have been in a different room, they would have definitely been caught. Draco didn’t bother casting a silencing charm, or a privacy spell, and he was gentle and patient with Harry, checking to make sure he was okay.

“Mhm..” Harry whimpered, “Please, Draco, just fuck me,” Draco looked down at him then smirked, sliding his finger in and out faster, earning a small gasp from Harry.

“Teasing you is so much fun though,” he whined, pretending to be hurt. “Maybe you should ride me instead then.” If Harry's face wasn’t already red, it was now. Draco let go of his wrists and rolled them over, swapping their positions so Harry was on top. He locked eyes with Harry for a minute, and his smile seemed more charming than usual. "Are you going to be okay before I continue?" he asked, searching Harry's eyes for any discomfort.

Harry nodded.

I could get so lost in his beautiful gray eyes. I never want to look away.

Draco slid it in with ease, lowering Harry down onto him. A moan escaped Harry's throat before he could stop it, as Draco lowered him all the way down. Harry winced a little.

Fuck… He's big…

"Are you good? Do I need to stop?" Draco asked, his hands on Harry's hips, ready to lift Harry off.

Harry shook his head. "No, don't stop," He whimpered, "Please Dray," Draco nodded, starting to bounce his hips a little. Harry whined for more, moving his hips with Draco's.

Draco kept his hands on Harry's waist, slowly picking up speed.

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