The Mafia// Drarry

I will never love you

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It's been days after Harry has witness Draco slaughter that man, and he hasn't come out of his room since. If Harry had to convince him to fall in love with him then he didn't know what to do, no way would he ever give any affection or kindness towards a man who hurts people in such vicious ways.

Harry became an Agent to protect his world from people like him, people who kill the innocent just like his parent's fate. He wanted to prove that he can bring them justice after so long ago.

Though a thought comes to mind for Harry recently. Although the dragon brags about how he owns him a lot, he doesn't pay any attention to him. Like that plant you beg your parents for and promise you'll water it and then you have do, and it just dies like that.

He told his thoughts to Indi and she questioned why he was feeling like this shouldn't he be glad that the Dragon wasn't paying him any attention. And that brought Harry back a bit, like okay gez.

That suck with him for a while, why would Draconis want him. Why does he need him for some reason, Harry just didn't get it at all when until he need for attention caved in. Yeah great job at showing him who's boss..

It was a cold winter night, everyone has gone to bed but Draco, he was stuck up writing something, most likely not needed or even important. Draco has a habit of writing random stuff like stories, poems or even drawings to detract him from something he doesn't want to face. Like a nervous tic.

Harry knew that Draco hasn't gone to sleep yet as he came out of his room to get some water, until he stumbled on a burning amber light coming from down the hall. He was a curious git and had to stick his nose in.

Harry laid eyes on a tired and anxious Malloy. He's suit was messy, he's face was sweaty and red, his hair looks like he's been dragged through a bush backwards and he was continuously tapping his finger on the stack of paper he was writing on.

Damn and Harry thought he was the nervous mess. Harry chuckled like a sadist enjoying watching a big scary boss crumble like this. It was clear that Draco was wanted no one to see him like that or even be known that this is his state at the moment until Harry had to come and crash his little pity party.

"Damn and I thought I was the hot fuck up" Harry snickered leaning against the doorway.  Dracos head shot up looking like a broken druggy looking for pot.

"Potter...get...out.." he snarled like a wolf, he seemed very upset with the thought of someone seeing him weak and pathetic.

"Gez calm down ...only messing"

"I don't do messing around potter...go back to bed" he hissed, rubbing his face in annoyance.

"I will...but" Draco froze at his but, groaning at the thought of him not leaving.

"I wanna ask something"Harry said walking towards him and sat right in front him like a business meeting.

"Fine what.."

"Why am I here..." Dracos eyes widened at that. Because to be honest, he doesn't know. Sure Harry was attractive and wanted him as his own but...why hasn't he even payed him attention.

Normally when the big dragon as a lover over he will give him a night to remember, ( or more if your lucky enough) and then tell them he to go and never come never him again.

But when he saw Harry, he felt weird. He was attracted to him by looks but the more time he had this little fawn in his house he grown to enjoy his personality, he's sassy attitude and his he way he treats people.

Draco didn't want to say it was love he didn't want anyone his Mother didn't agree with, but...that couldn't really happen now and that put Draco on a stump.

"Hello...big scary mannnn who's 100% intimidatingggg" harry chanted in front of him clicking his fingers.

"What...?" Draco blinked a couple of times before rubbing his eyes.

"You black out a bit"

"Oh right..."

"Sooo? My question?" Harry started who began to feel awkward and wanting to leave.

"Right um...well I guess you make me feel something that I haven't before...and um yeah..." Draco started panicking rubbing his hands together and tapping his foot.

"Oh..." Harry actually felt guilty because he was completing his job, his duty and he's serving his force. But at what cost, sure Mallory's a mass serial killer( most likely).

Then Harry said something fucking stupid because he does that a lot.

"Don't be stupid Mr Dragon you don't love me..." Dracos eyes widened.

"I never said anything about love?"

"Well whatever!" Harry shot up blushing like mad.

"Besides even if you did I will never love a monster like you!" Harry scowled and walked out of the Dragosn Den with slam on the door as well as on the Mallory's heart.

"Yea...thought so..." Draco said too himself, sucking the tears back up. Harry really couldn't have said that to him on a worsted day. Draco slammed his head on his table and let out a frustrated yell out and through the empty whiskey bottle at the wall.

Feelings hurt more when you're drunk I guess...

Down the hall is the twat that yelled thoughs words at him. Harry slid down his door and hide in his knees in shame. He don't really mean thoughs word because, he's been feeling the same way as Draco...in someways.

Although Harry hasn't or really not wanted to be near Draco after the scene he walked upon on but he's been quietly watching Draco. He calls it gathering evidence we calling stalking and being a weirdo but yah know.

Draco is actually quite sweet towards his maids and cooks. And the way he treats his animals makes Harry smile. Yea he seems to be a dick to his employers but I guess that's how he keeps up the big scary dragon title.

Harry doesn't know why he said that to him, but the thing is Harry doesn't know if it was true or not. Harry held the Plautus Dragon Tattoo in his hands.

Is he still playing a role or is he actually starting to fall for this man?

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Sooo Harry has fucking issues but yah know he's dumb. Dracos just depressed and um yea bye my little tuna fishes