All I Ever Wanted Was the World

Chapter 4

<< smut-ish warning>>

Draco was completely sure he couldn't take anymore of this.
The-Boy-Who-Lived was giving him headaches and he was the most annoying bugger that Draco had to deal with.

The blond growled lowly because it wasn't how much Harry would NOT stop talking, that wasn't it.
Harry was completely quiet and kept to himself, usually only speaking when Draco made a comment and it pissed him off so much.
The only thing that Draco could think about was the bloody boy who sat innocently in front of him in the cell.

With that in mind, the whole ordeal that occurred just that day was because he was pissed and he was in a snappy mood.

It started off with quiet conversation after they got their meals and Draco took the plates.

Harry had spoken up and said a few things that rilled up the blond, and well-
It didn't end very well.

Draco had gotten beyond pissed and appeared in the cell by passing through the bars.

The boy stared in shock, his green eyes glowing with emotion before he'd been shoved against the wall and held there.

"If you want to say another thing, Malfoy," the dark haired boy started, the name rolling off his tongue and oh did Draco enjoy it, "say it to my bloody face. Right here, right now."

"So be it," he spat threateningly, "Harry Potter, you are as useful as a spoon in a cell. You're as meaningful as a rock in the forgotten forest. I wish you'd never come to Hogwarts and I will thoroughly enjoy when the Dark Lord breaks you into pieces."

At this point, Draco's blood was rushing to his ears, glaring even as Harry glared right back.
"Oh sod off." Harry hissed, frustration and anger clear in his now dark emerald eyes.
"And if I don't?" Draco taunted, his cruel gaze keeping still on the shorter male.
There was a dry laugh as Harry felt the angriest he'd ever been.
The most hurt he'd ever felt even if Draco was nothing to him.

"Have you any idea what it's like?"
There were suddenly tears in Harry's eyes and it was suddenly like he couldn't control himself anymore.
The fiery tension that was clearly building up between the two made Draco tense up.

The blond felt his stomach clench and he wasn't sure what to do.
Why did this hurt him more than it should have?
Was it angst between them?
Did Harry really and truly hate him?
His eyes narrowed as he drew his head closer to Harry's.
"No I don't. And quite frankly, it shouldn't matter."
"I think," The raven-haired male took a shaky breath, not waiting for a response as his emerald eyes glistened with the tears threatening to spill. He stammered in his words and with a frustrated shout, he began to repeat himself.
"I hate you...I hate you, I hate you "
Repeatedly, Harry forced the words to come out of his mouth.
The tears didn't spill, and Harry tilted his head back to prevent it.
Draco wasn't one to be that patient with such an event.
He took Harry's chin, pulling it down to meet his eyes.

Their lips crashed together, and all their anger and resentment was built into the kiss.
Draco was furious as they kissed and he knew Harry felt equally the same.
He didn't realize the other was even crying until he felt the teardrops touch the apples of his cheeks.
They pulled away for a brief moment, their breathing harsh and quick as Harry glared at Draco.
"I hate you so much" He whispered in a broken voice, completely ignoring anything that might've happened.
"And I so you, Harry Potter" He grunted, his fingers digging into the other male's waist.
Harry held onto Draco's shoulders tightly, looking him straight in the eyes before Draco had moved in once more to initiate the kiss.
He growled softly, his eyes closed even as he furrowed his brows.

Harry was crying and Draco could feel the tears slip between their cheeks and lips.

It was hot in the cold cell.
This was the best feeling ever.
Draco was pushed up against Harry and oh, he knew they'd both be getting heated pretty soon.
It was like they were water and fire, melding completely together through their angsty session.

Soon, Draco was kissing down his jaw and cherishing each and every kiss.
There was so much warmth, and he never knew someone like Potter could make such brilliant noises.

Harry arched his back, groaning softly as his collarbone was kissed and sucked on, the biting and teasing driving him insane.
Draco had come back up, nibbling on his ear lobe and leaving behind open-mouthed kisses...
That had been before Harry had started moving his hips, grinding back against the other.
There was rough friction from Harry's bottoms and Draco's trousers- in other words, it was wonderful.
But not good enough.
Harry ground down on the others hips, letting out small sounds that encouraged the other to rut against him, making it better but oh so limited.
"Hurry up!" Harry bit his lip, his arms wrapped around the blond's neck as he ground down.
"Oh hell..." Draco breathed, finally giving Harry the pleasure of thrusting his hips.
"Draco!" Harry whimpered, his pale skin beautiful with the markings that Draco had-

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"Are you listening to me?!?" Harry had shouted, bringing a dazed Draco away from his thoughts.

"Get off of me!" He said loudly with a glare , pushing away the other with as much strength as he could. There were tear tracks down his cheeks and his vividly green eyes were wide with shock, surprise, and anger. His lips were parted and a bright red from the friction that had been imposed upon him.
There was a growl that left Draco's lips and Harry could not think clearly.
Draco quickly let go of the other and left the cell the exact same way he came in. Without another word being spoken between the two, Draco had gone to the staircase and left the dungeon in a hurry.
Or more importantly, he left a confused, crying, and slightly angered Harry Potter in a cell underneath his manor.

He'd just been kissed.