Title: When Shared
Author:
gracerene
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Draco/Harry
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: ~6,400
Content/Warnings: established relationship, arguments, some power imbalance, angst, fingering, bottom!harry, implied switching, struggles with self-worth, ambiguous/open ending
Summary: Being with Harry was like living in the Manor in the week before one of his mother's fancy parties, when everything was perfectly clean and exactly in the right place, and Draco was under very strict instructions to walk quietly and carefully and not disturb a thing. As a child, he'd always been so conscious of his body during those miserable weeks, of the fact that he was something messy and uncontrollable, unwelcome in the pristine façade his mother had the elves put together. Draco had lived in terror of getting something dirty, of becoming the stain that ruined his mother's perfect décor.
Author's Note: This is probably sort of a weird gift to give somebody, but I hope you enjoy it anyway,
dicta_contrion! This was one of the many plot-bunnies that has spawned from our conversations this past year or so, and though this isn't the fic I intended to write when I sat down, well, it's the fic I ended up with! Draco's insecurities were apparently much stronger than I thought… ANYWAY, You are such a wonderful person, an amazing friend, and I am 100% sincere when I say that I am absolutely a better human being for knowing you. Life has been crazy for us both, but I just wanted you to know how grateful I am that I met you! (In real life, even!) On that note, here, have some angst! <3<3<3
Thanks so much to
firethesound for the awesome beta and feedback! You are a gem of a human being!
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Author:
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Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Draco/Harry
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: ~6,400
Content/Warnings: established relationship, arguments, some power imbalance, angst, fingering, bottom!harry, implied switching, struggles with self-worth, ambiguous/open ending
Summary: Being with Harry was like living in the Manor in the week before one of his mother's fancy parties, when everything was perfectly clean and exactly in the right place, and Draco was under very strict instructions to walk quietly and carefully and not disturb a thing. As a child, he'd always been so conscious of his body during those miserable weeks, of the fact that he was something messy and uncontrollable, unwelcome in the pristine façade his mother had the elves put together. Draco had lived in terror of getting something dirty, of becoming the stain that ruined his mother's perfect décor.
Author's Note: This is probably sort of a weird gift to give somebody, but I hope you enjoy it anyway,
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Thanks so much to
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