↳ Drarry Oneshots

Piano.

Draco's father, Lucius Malfoy, had always believed having a talent was well looked upon. It would make you look smart. 

He had forced Draco to play the piano. It suited him really.

Lucius was rather rude, he would not want Draco to embarrass him and also forced him to keep his relationship with Harry very secretive. The only person Draco could be happy with was Harry.

Lucius accepted the fact that nothing would break them up, he tried to tell Draco that it was wrong and he was a disgrace but nothing he said would affect his and Harry's relationship. Narcissa was very fond of the boy, she treated him as her own, if Draco wanted to be with Harry, she would allow that.  

Draco entered the large first living room of the Malfoy manor, it was one of the first doors from the massive stair case and it was eerily dark and lit by surrounding candles. The sleek black piano was placed by the fire, shining off the surfaces.

He made his way over and sat down on the leather stool. Running his porcelain fingers across the keys and waiting for his father. He told Harry to stay in his room while he practiced so he wouldn't be distracted. 

As he was waiting, he turned the pages in his book and decided to play something. He settled on Moonlight Sonata, a classic that was beautiful and dark. He played with evident delicacy, his fingers dancing along the keys playing the most beautiful of sounds, which he hated to admit, he actually enjoyed it a lot.

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Harry sat on Draco's bed which was a black canopy bed with silk black sheets and a skull pillow, the only colour Harry really saw was his green Slytherin things and the giant pink teddy bear he got him for his 17th birthday. His eagle-owl perched in the corner of the dark room next to a dark desk filled with parchment, said spell books and black quills.

His room reminded him of a gothic teenagers although he knew the whole manor seemed this way. It was huge, he'd get lost. 

He sat there for a while, mindlessly lifting things and flying them around the room with his wand. He drew pictures of them on the parchment at his desk and made them move to kiss. However, Harry had become rather bored, missing his boyfriend, so he listened closely outside the black shiny door frame to try and hear Draco.

His father didn't seem to be home yet and it sounded like Draco was practicing.

Harry noticed he was playing such a dark yet beautiful tune and decided to tiptoe down the staircase being careful not to step on any creaking floor boards (he'd been there so many times to know which didn't creak) making his way across the hall and past the gloomy candle lit chandelier above him towards to door of the living room. The door was left ajar and Harry decided to poke his head round. He saw his blonde boyfriend, sitting on a black leather stool playing elegantly.

He watched him silently, wondering whether Draco would be OK with him poking his nose around. He especially didn't like the idea of Lucius coming home to him snooping, even if Narcissa would make him shut up. As Harry had began getting anxious that Lucius would return any moment now, he made his way into the room stealthily and sneakily made his way to Draco.

Draco hadn't noticed at all that Harry had entered the room and was still obliviously playing with passion.

Harry crept up behind him and kissed his neck, causing Draco to miss a key, stop playing and turn around. Grabbing Harry by the neck, he kissed him, hard and lustful. A small moan escaped Harry's lips and his tongue explored Draco's mouth, he pulled away, smiling and giggling.

"You play really well baby" Harry said sitting down on Draco's lap.

"Father forced me really, but I do admit I enjoy it a lot, mother thinks I'm fantastic" 

"She's correct" said Harry, kissing the other boy. They sat there for a while and waited patiently, Draco tried to show Harry how to play something simple but he failed causing Draco to chuckle and ruffle his hair.

The door opened and Lucius and Narcissa had finally come home from their lunch date, they entered the dark living room and immediately Narcissa's face lit up at the sight of Harry and she grabbed the bag she had once placed on the table. She opened it and gave each Draco and Harry bags of sweets. Lucius stood impatiently by the piano, staring at Draco's neck (which Harry had left a few marks on)

"Thank you" Harry said "I'll make my way upstairs. I'll leave you to practice" he kissed Draco softly and left the room without another word, Narcissa followed shortly after still smiling and left Draco alone with his father who still had a look of disgust plastered on his face.