dracoharry100 | Harry Potter, Wardsmith. Part 40

Title: Harry Potter, Wardsmith. Part 40.
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x4
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: legend
Rating for this post: Rated NC-17
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, they belong to the clever Scottish lady. I just bend them and love them. Please don't smack me for playing. It isn't like I am going to earn any money from this!
Author's note: Comments are love!
Summary: When the talking finally starts... how can it be this easy?

Part one: http://dracoharry100.livejournal.com/1154283.html
Part 39: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/195423.html#cutid1

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They kissed for a few more minutes, relaxed and undemanding, until Draco slowed them. He wanted to have the talk they’d been gearing up for. Harry was a living legend to some, but Draco nonetheless thought he could be brave enough to ask for what he really wanted.

“If easy is overrated,” he began.

“Yes,” Harry interrupted firmly.

Draco laughed. “Shouldn’t you hear me out, first?”

Harry turned a little red, but his smile was dirty and delicious. “Probably?” Harry said, “but let me try anyway?”

Feeling indulgent, Draco ran one hand down the smooth muscles of Harry’s arm. “Sure.”

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“If you planned to ask me to be your boyfriend, the answer is yes. If you wanted to ask me to be patient with your mother, the answer is yes. If you were going to ask me to understand the challenges presented by your past, or the demands of your potions business, or the tightrope you walk in public, the answer is yes. And if you were merely going to ask if I’d top next time…”

“The answer is yes?” Draco interjected.

“Yes!”

Even as they laughed, Draco marveled at how right it felt between them. Wasn’t that a surprise?

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“I’d like very much for us to be ‘boyfriends’,” Draco said. “Though it feels a bit odd to use that word. We’re no longer boys.”

“I still feel like a boy sometimes,” Harry said in a confessional tone. He’d snuggled down further into the covers and it was strange to see him look so sweet and young.

“Of course you do,” Draco said in a falsely lofty voice. “You are a mere boy. Whereas I am a legend! A man of taste, wealth, and nobility.”

“And beauty,” Harry threw in, his amusement visible even though his face was half covered.

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“And don’t you forget it,” Draco said, his face open wide in bemusement. “Really, the whole world shall be surprised I deign to date you.”

“I’m such a nobody,” Harry said, laying back and throwing a hand over one eye like a silent film starlet.

“Quite,” Draco said, and straddled him under the covers, keeping their cocks millimetres apart. “Lucky for you, you’re one of the sexiest men I’ve ever seen.”

“Really?” Harry sounded sincere for a heartstopping second, then batted his eyes so hard Draco couldn’t help but giggle.

“You could be… legendary,” Draco whispered. Then he started tickling.

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Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/199918.html#cutid1