Hogwarts Pretty Boy- Sequel to Durmstrung Pretty Boy (2 of 3)

Chapter 21

When we get back to Hogwarts, Harry and I spend a little less time together. One day, as I stand in the Room of Requirement, practicing my patronus, I hear Harry sigh "You're forcing it."

I look back to him and ask sarcastically "And how am I supposed to do it, exactly?"

He gives a weak smile, before explaining "Let it flow out of you. Channel all of your energy from your happiness memory, and let it overflow within you."

I furrow my brow and asks "What memory would you suggest I use, Harry? My dead mum, or my dead friend?"

He chuckles at me and I glare at him. After a second, he states "I use my parents as a memory." He shrugs and clarifies "Or, more specifically, the feeling of them. The innocence that I had, when they were still alive."

I sigh, before declaring "I can't do this, Harry! I'm not like you!"

"Can't do the spell, or can't do the relationship?" He asks and I give a bewildered look. He gives a weak scoff, before stating "You've been avoiding me, since Christmas."

I set my jaw and state "You're Harry James Potter." I motion towards myself "And I'm a rape victim with major league trust issues."

"You promised to never see me as Harry Potter." he reminds, before I put my wand away.

I look to him and ask "Would it be told ludicrous for you to fuck me, right here, right now, for you to knock the sense back into my brain?"

He scoffs, before stepping towards me and pushing me back into the wall.

~

As Harry pulls on his pants, I state "I don't know what's happening to me." After he pulls on his shirt, he sits next to me.

He pulls me over and I rest my head on his shoulder "We need to get you some help, Draco. Someone to talk to, when you won't talk to me."

I can't stop myself from crying, and he holds me as I do "Lucius told me that Viktor might be warning me about us breaking up!" I sob out.

He sighs and asks "Do you want to break up?" I shake my head and he rests his head on my shoulder "We don't know what Viktor is here for, okay? We've got to carry on with our lives, okay, until we know what he's here for?"

I sniffle, before nodding. He rubs my upper arm and orders "Come on, stand up. It's getting late. We should get some sleep."

~

The next morning, Harry and I decide to take a walk out to the stone circle. There, we set up a little pallet of thermo blankets, and snuggle into one another.

About an hour later, I hear a the crisp snow breaking above me. When we look up, Hermione and Ron stand above us "What are you two doing?" Ron asks.

Harry looks up and tells them "Everyone is hold up in Hogwarts. I figured we could bundle up and come out here to get away."

Hermione nods, before declaring "A blizzard is coming in in about half an hour. We figured you were dead."

I give a short nod, before getting up and picking up a couple of the blankets "I can't feel my face."

Harry grabs a couple more, before declaring "Maybe we shouldn't have stayed out for an hour."

I hum, before Ron declares "They're serving soup for lunch. If we hurry, we might get some garlic bread."

As we walk through the courtyard, Umbridge stops us "Don't you know that social groups are prohibited?"

I furrow my brow and asks "What do you consider a social group? Because I can't help but notice that Parkinson, Crabbe, and Goyle, are always walking around together."

"Four is a group." She states.

I look between the four of us "Well, there's two distinct pairings here. Harry and I are carrying bags of hiking equipment, because we intended to stay out all day. Ron and Hermione came to tell us a blizzard was coming, hints why they're not carrying thermal blankets and bags of hiking equipment, such as portable kettles and food."

She furrows her brow at me and asks "I don't like your attitude, Mister Malfoy. You'll see me for detention, tomorrow after school."

Harry sighs and I tell him "It's alright." I nod as they look to me. I sneer at her, before stepping forward to get in her personal space. When I lean forward, I whisper "I'd be very careful where you step, high mistress. I've got a lot of ways to hide your body, where they'll never find you."

When I pull away from her, Harry, Ron, and Hermione, stare at me in disbelief. After a long moment of staring her down, I can see her cracking. I smirk and lay my arm over Harry's shoulder to lead him away.

When we step up to the great hall, Ron asks "Did you mean that?"

I scoff "Of course not. I was fucking with her." He scoffs and looks back at her "She still standing there?" He nods.

Hermione whispers "You scared me! Imagine how she feels!" She smirks in wicked amazement.

I furrow my brow at her "I don't have to. She's shitting herself." Harry hugs my waist and I smirk "Right about now, she's wondering if anyone will notice she's gone."

Harry looks me over "We really need to find you a therapist."

I hum, before taking a seat and desperately try to warm myself with a bowl of soup.

~

After school, Harry walks me all the way to the stairs in front of Umbridge's office.

I lean against the banister as he speaks soft works to me "When you get out of detention, come find me."

I give a confused look "Where will you be?"

He leans forward and whispers in my ear "In your bed, maybe naked, definitely horny."

I chuckle, before giving him a firm kiss "Don't start without me." He smirks, before walking off.

When I open Professor Umbridge's door, I sigh "Oh, for fucks sack!"