Gay Harry Potter One-Shots

Vampire ~(Drarry)~

⚠️Cussing, biting, almost falling from a roof, bugs, self-hate, getting kicked out, passed away parents, mentions of death, crying, Vampire Draco.⚠️

●I can't spell names correctly, so please don't attack me too hard in the comments●

Top Draco, bottom Harry in CUDDLES
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(Harry's pov)
All of the Dursle's are finally asleep so I can finally go up to the roof. Why the roof, you ask? Well, because it's super calming, relaxing, and just overall peaceful, no matter what time it is.

After the war, they moved out of the house, abandoned it really, and just left me here to rot alone. I could move back to the Wizarding world, but I can't stand all of the fame I get when I have hurt so many people, I don't deserve anything good.

Once I get onto the very top of the roof, I close my eyes and take a deep breath of the fresh, crisp night air. I started to sway myself along with the calming breeze, not realizing I was swaying too much until I started falling.

Before I could even realize what was happening or even scream, I was wrapped into two very strong secure arms, keeping me close to their body, causing me to immediately freeze in shock.

"Merlin Potter, your luck I was here." A voice sighed beside my ear, immediately making the hair on the nape of my neck rise while the person sat me back up, on their lap.

When I looked up to see the person that saved me, I honstly thought my eyes were going to pop out of my head.

"Malfoy?!" I exclaim, still to in shock to move from his lap, that he had now securely wrapped his arms around my waist.

"The one and only." Malfoy smirked, but something seemed off with the smirk, as in it didn't look like his normal one.

"How? Why?" I finally managed to get out, still extremely confused as to how/why Draco Malfoy was holding me in his lap on top of the Dursle's house, wait- I'm still on his lap!

As I tried to get off of Draco's lap he just held me tighter until I huffed in annoyance and gave up, but I didn't lean into his touch no matter how much my body wanted me to.

"We wouldn't want the Golden Boy, savior of the Wizarding world to die from falling off of a roof now, would we?" Draco asked as he placed his head into the crook of my neck while I felt something sharp piercing my skin slightly, making me gasp in pain until it was removed.

"You know Potter, what the bloody hell were you thinking about swaying up here?" Draco asked after the pointy thing left my skin before I could even say anything.

"It's calming, especially when there isn't anyone else here with me, jabbing sharp things into my neck." I snap back, instantly hearing a low, non-humerus laugh out of Draco, confusing me more than I already have been.

"Well then, don't be so adorable after almost falling off of a roof, then I would have left you alone." Draco stated with a small smirk that still looked different than he usual ones.

"How did you - why are you even here?" I ask before I can even process my words, but right once they fall out of my mouth, I see Draco, flintch?

"Well, Potter, if you must know, I was out and about all already for..." Draco trailed off, taking a small intake of breath before continuing on. "...Reasons, when I saw you falling off of the roof. So I flew myself over here with Wingardium Leviosa and caught you." Draco finished off with a somewhat pleased smile at himself, clearly showing that his story was a lie, plus he was looking up and to his right, meaning that he was unlocking his right side of the brain to create the lie.