𝐄𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐖𝐚𝐢𝐭

Draco had always been a puzzle to Harry. A vicious Labrinth with sky-high walls. A forest with deadly poison in it's every inch. A bush with thorns instead of leaves.

It was then that Harry saw Draco crying and almost sent him to netherworld, that he grasped a piece of this huge puzzle. It was a small piece but incomparably beautiful. Hues of blood red on pale jade skin and crystal tears beneath glassy eyes. Heartbreaking but beautiful.

Days ended as did the confusion. Harry grew from a tiny plant to a towering tree so did the puzzle from a small picture to an enchanting portrait . It was then that he realised that the Labrinth hid a precious jem in it's heart. That the forest had poison for the safety of a little fairy asleep in it's lush canopy. That the bush was thorny to protect a blooming flower in it's mid.

How could Harry let him go after tasting such a sweet addiction? Harry could crumble the walls of his Labrinth with a flick of his wand, could burn his forest with the heat of his stare and pain was never a bother to Harry, he could pluck the flower with his bare hands so that his blood will caress his petals instead of morning dew.

It was all worth it if Draco will be his.

Overpowered, dark but good top Harry X cold and calculative but a secretly soft marshmallow bottom Draco.