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“I think it’s the curse, but I—” Harry finds Draco’s face and moves his thumbs slowly, slowly over his cheekbones. “What would I be?” “Pardon?” “What would I be if I wasn’t a sacrificial lamb? What am I supposed to be if I’m not a hero?” “You could be mine.” Harry’s heart swells to bursting. “I’m yours already. Have been for weeks, I think.” “Mmm.” Draco’s fingertip traces his bottom lip. “If you’re already mine, then you could be anything you want.” “Anything?” “Anything.” Now I Know In Part by dodgerkedavra (chapter 10)

He circled Draco, suddenly lost in the house he’d mapped so well as he made excuses to get close: refreshing Draco’s drink for the opportunity to see Draco react to the ghost of their fingers touching, referring Arthur to him during a discussion about Muggle technology so he could listen to Draco’s quietly-assured speech patterns, fetching Fearful at the first mention of him. Almost sick with jealousy when the little snake slithered up Draco’s arm and curled around his bare neck, making Draco laugh, or when anyone else did, or when Draco smiled at anyone who wasn't him. Feeling shaped around Draco’s presence, and blank when he got pulled away, and overheated when Draco’s gaze sought him again. - That Old Black Magic (Chapter 5) by bixgirl1