"I love your mother."
"That's good news." Draco opened the door to his room revealing a large dark purple room with silver drapes and a silver and violet sheeted four poster bed. Two doors led off of the room, one to a large bathroom and the other to a walk in closet of equal size.
"I slept in a small cupboard under the stairs for 11 years and you had this?"
"A cupboard under the stairs! What the fuck! Who did it! Where are they!"
"Draco, it's fine..."
"No it fucking isn't!"
"It's not right but I have to go back only one more time." Harry whispered just barely holding back tears.
"I'll go with you. What else did they do? It clearly isn't just making you sleep under the stairs."
"I don't want to talk about it right now."
"You will tell me though, right?"
"Someday." Harry said before turning into the bathroom to ready for bed.
The two young men quickly got prepared for bed and turned in to cuddle. It wasn't cold in the manner but something about cuddling just made Harry and Draco forget their pasts and feel safe and secure.
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Parsletongue Boners
FanfictionHarry and Draco are 8th year dorm buddies. Draco has a thing for parsletongue, Harry happens to speak it fluently and discovers Draco's little kink. Can they have a relationship with their pasts and a future with their differences?
