Draco's Veela Side (Drarry)

Chapter 41

Malfoy groaned as he woke up, a pain in his back from not having it pressed against his Gryffindor's. He frowned, remembering the 'stupid death eater' he had been called the previous day.
Sighing, he got ready for a shower and let the warm water trickle down his back.

He jumped as he heard a crash from his room, making him stumble back and hit his head on the tiles. Pain shot through his brain, causing him to yelp.
"It's just me."
The curtains were pulled back, revealing Draco's naked body to the person who stood infront.
"Harry?"
"Mhm." The emerald eyes the other owned travelled down the blond's body, earning a middle finger in return.
"Yeah, what? Reckon I'll attack you like the other stupid death eaters and you've came to beg for mercy? Well, I won't be too harsh on you, I'm sure."
The raven haired boy cleared his glasses from the steam and covered his eyes.

"Turn off that bloody shower, I can hardly see it keeps fogging up my glasses!"
"Then leave." Malfoy hissed.
"Why do you make things so complicated? Do you want me to jump in there with you? Oh, wait, do you remember me, your pregnant mate that you kind of ditched on christmas? Do you even want my child?"

"Yes I do want my fucking child. If I have to raise them alone and starve to feed them, I will. If I have to live on the streets with them until they are accepted in Hogwarts, I'll do it. But you are not giving them up or taking them away from me. They're mine. Just 4 and a half more months and then you can give me my child and fuck off." He stated coldly. The other took off his glasses, but this time to wipe the tears in his eyes instead of the steam.
"So inspirational," He muttered sarcastically with a sniffle, "I knew you didn't want me. You used me for a child..."
"Don't do that." He spoke in a rush, "Don't! Don't cry-"
Harry broke down into tears, Draco's one weakness. He bit his lip, suddenly panicking.
"No, no, shut up, shut up!" He begged.
"I thought they were ours! I thought I was yours too!"

"Princess-" It slipped out of his mouth as he switched off the shower and slowly approached the sobbing boy, although he was dripping wet.
"No..." He sobbed, shaking his head, "I-I'll leave-"
"Don't. Please." He put a hand out and couldn't help a warm sensation filling his body when Harry's palm fell on top of his own.
"You- you don't...?"
"I do, it's just hard when you're telling me I'm all these things I didn't want to be. It hurts. I understand you're hormonal but you have to see it from my eyes-"
"I want a hug." The boy looked up into his shiny silver eyes and gulped, "Please... I don't mean them, I just get mad."
The Slytherin wrapped his arms around the Gryffindor as the Lion cried into his wet hair.

"Shush, it's okay. I have you now."
"You said you wouldn't reject me..."
"Harry-"
"Did you lie?"
"What? No-"
"Draco, you just rejected me!" He sobbed and the blond rubbed circles into his back, trying to calm him.
"I didn't reject you!" He reassured, pressing a kiss to the others cheek.
"You did! You said that once you get our child I-I can fuck off!"
"I didn't mean it like that-"
"I'm not getting an abortion, but you don't want me. The other father!"
"Potter, keep your voice down!" He hissed as he heard footsteps coming up the stairs, pulling the crying man into his bathroom and locking the door.

"Draco?"
"Mother?!" He placed a hand over the sobbing boys mouth.
"What's all the racket?"
"Nothing! I... fell coming out the shower...?" He spoke, more as if it were a question.
"Harry, dear?"
"Ye-mmph." Potter's voice muffled as Draco burried the others face into his chest.
"Mother, Harry isn't here." Malfoy stated calmly.
"Yes he is, he used floo and came up the stairs. We all had some tea together! Merlin, Drake, what are you two doing?"

He raised his eyebrows at the Gryffindor who grinned and shrugged.
"Dick-"
"Sorry, Drake?"
"Nothing, mother!" He rushed the words out of his mouth, earning a giggle from Harry, "I-Me- Harry- Both of us are just having a shower! Well, now we are." He mumbled the last part, looking at the other, expecting him to strip.
"No!"
"Harry-"
"Draco, I'll be going downstairs. Don't be harsh on your mate!" She demanded. They heard footsteps leaving and the door creak shut. He breathed out in relief and opened his bathroom door, which is when Potter smiled and jumped on the bed.
"You-"