Young (Drarry Fanfic)

He's known since the beginning that whatever this is -- was -- between him and Malfoy was just purely physical. Malfoy had made that abundantly clear. Harry, however, had fallen far too fast and too deep. It didn't make much sense back then and it still doesn't, even now. Yet, Harry, like a fool, had hoped for more.

He should have stopped while he was ahead.

And now, not only had Malfoy unwittingly ripped Harry's heart out, the blond had proceeded to trample all over it as well.

"Goodbye, Potter." He murmurs, sounding just a touch wistful; his fingers tightening ever so slightly on Harry's hand.

Cover Art: puking-pastilles (https://puking-pastilles.deviantart.com/)

Drarry / angst / smut / fluff / Eighth Year / post-Hogwarts / boyxboy
Warnings: Mpreg, Explicit Content (You have been duly warned.)