#bottom draco

A little harco / drarry

So Harry and Ron work as Aurors, Hermione as a Minister of Magic and Draco as a Potions Professor at Hogwarts. Ever since Hermione became the Minister, she has included some muggle things in the magical world. Including patient monitors, IV drips, etc.

One day during an Auror mission, Harry gets critically injured and is rushed to St. Mungos.

Draco is teaching some first years when he is summoned to the Headmistress's office. He was shocked upon hearing the news and rushes to the hospital after McGonagall excused him for the rest of the day.

After some hours of surgery Harry's condition finally became stable and visitors were allowed. Draco sat near his bed until Harry woke up. One of his hands was on Harry's chest, the thumb caressing him over the hospital gown and the other was holding Harry's hand.

On feeling the caress, Harry in his half delirious state murmured without opening his eyes, " My husband will get upset if he sees you touching me like that on my chest. "

The nurse taking the notes snorted quietly at that. Draco sat stunned for a second before chuckling and saying, " I am your husband. "

The doctor arrived at that moment. Harry, still in his delirious state then opened his eyes and saw Draco in his work clothes, form fitting and finely pressed light blue shirt and black dress pants. His long platinum blonde hair tied loosely in a braid with some strands getting out and framing his face, amplifying his beauty. The patient monitor nearby started beeping rapidly. Harry gave a smile, hoping it would be flirtatious but it looked more dopey and said, " I am one lucky man. " And then proceeded to promptly faint again.

Draco just stared incredulously and blinked slowly at the scene. Both the doctor and the nurse tried to smother their laughter unsuccessfully.

And this story of Harry would later be used by their friends to embarrass Harry during their weekly pub nights but instead of Harry, Draco would flush red every time and hide his face in the crook of Harry's neck while Harry would look like a smug cat who finally got some cream and kiss Draco on the lips infront of everyone.

Fin ❤️💚

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Harry pulls away from the kiss and Draco wastes no time in moving his lips down to brush along the brunette’s jaw, “Dray?” He asks, “How much longer do we have to keep this up?”

“Hmm?” Draco hums in question; his lips tickle against Harry’s skin.

He mouths down Harry’s neck - nipping, sucking and kissing as Harry stutters out, “this whole ~ah~ m-mortal e-enemies charade?” He huffs out a breath as Draco sucks and bites that sweet spot where his neck and shoulder meet. The other boy’s teeth scraping his skin followed by a hot tongue, soothing the sting. Harry’s heart flutters at the thought of seeing Draco’s mark on himself later.

“Ah~ Draco…” He groans, trying to elicit a response from the blonde.

“Shh…”

“But-“

“I said,” Draco pauses to nip the shell of Harry’s ear and Harry shivers, “hush,” and then Draco’s lips are on his again. Obviously unwilling to have any kind of conversation.

He wants to know Draco’s response, he swears he does, but when the man of your dreams is kissing you like his life depends on it while also sliding his hands up your body to hook into your tie… your mind kinda goes blank.

Realistically it’s toxic, it always has been with them, but Harry still wants it. MERLIN does he want it. Anything and everything Draco will give him, and at this moment? With the other boy’s hands now working to undo his cloak? He no longer cares.