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I wrote a Christmas present for the wonderful
aoifene who wanted jealous!Harry and this is the result.
Warning: Unbeta-d and Untitled. Also, I haven't written in awhile, so probably a bit rusty lol
Harry was pissed!
His supposed date for the evening, Draco Malfoy, was standing there at the bar chatting up some other guy! That was just not done.
No matter what excuses Harry came up with to think of why Malfoy was over there instead of beside him, they were all stupid.
He marched over there next to Malfoy and asked, “Malfoy, can I talk to you please? Over there?” and nodded his head outside the club doors.
Draco took one look at Harry’s face and agreed. Harry grabbed Draco’s hand, turned around and led them outside; missing the smirk on Draco’s face or the wink he threw the bloke he had been talking to.
As soon as they were outside, Harry pushed Draco against the wall, cushioning his head so it didn’t get hurt and proceeded to ravish his mouth.
Between kisses, Harry would bite out, “Mine,” and continue his assault of the blond.
Draco let out a moan and twined his hands through Harry’s messy hair.
When they were both breathless, they let go of each other’s mouths and looked into each other’s eyes. Both of their eyes were almost black with lust and Harry thought he saw a spark of something else flit through Draco’s.
Right before Harry went back to plundering Draco’s mouth, he whispered against his ear, “Mine,” one more time. Draco groaned, “Yours, only yours” and kissed back with fervor.
That was exactly what Harry wanted to hear and pulled his mouth away from the blonds’ swollen lips. He rested his forehead against Draco’s and said, “And don’t you forget it,” and Apparated them both away with a crack.
The sandy-haired bloke inside the bar looked up at the crack, and shook his head muttering, “Those two, I’ll never understand them.”
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Warning: Unbeta-d and Untitled. Also, I haven't written in awhile, so probably a bit rusty lol
Harry was pissed!
His supposed date for the evening, Draco Malfoy, was standing there at the bar chatting up some other guy! That was just not done.
No matter what excuses Harry came up with to think of why Malfoy was over there instead of beside him, they were all stupid.
He marched over there next to Malfoy and asked, “Malfoy, can I talk to you please? Over there?” and nodded his head outside the club doors.
Draco took one look at Harry’s face and agreed. Harry grabbed Draco’s hand, turned around and led them outside; missing the smirk on Draco’s face or the wink he threw the bloke he had been talking to.
As soon as they were outside, Harry pushed Draco against the wall, cushioning his head so it didn’t get hurt and proceeded to ravish his mouth.
Between kisses, Harry would bite out, “Mine,” and continue his assault of the blond.
Draco let out a moan and twined his hands through Harry’s messy hair.
When they were both breathless, they let go of each other’s mouths and looked into each other’s eyes. Both of their eyes were almost black with lust and Harry thought he saw a spark of something else flit through Draco’s.
Right before Harry went back to plundering Draco’s mouth, he whispered against his ear, “Mine,” one more time. Draco groaned, “Yours, only yours” and kissed back with fervor.
That was exactly what Harry wanted to hear and pulled his mouth away from the blonds’ swollen lips. He rested his forehead against Draco’s and said, “And don’t you forget it,” and Apparated them both away with a crack.
The sandy-haired bloke inside the bar looked up at the crack, and shook his head muttering, “Those two, I’ll never understand them.”
Comments are LOVE! :D