Short Stories

Battle

I hope this is ok. My mind is a bit tipsy. Here we go Out0fMyHead

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Strong arms wrapped around the boy who was crying uncontrollably. Both bodies fell to their knees the cold ground, not that either noticed.

The boy behind the other pulled him into his chest and held him close. Just letting him cry. No words left his mouth as he held on tight.

Both had just lived through hell each on the opposite side of the battle. Each thinking of the other. Each hoping they will see each other at the end. When the dust and smoke clears and the destruction can be seen and the bodies can be counted.

Each side losing loved ones. Each side fighting for what they thought was right. Both sides never counted on how much they would lose when it was all said and done.

Each side mourning the loss of loved ones.

Soon the dark haired boy was whimpering in the arms of the blonde.

"You know this is not your fault."

The blond held on as he spoke to the other.

"I know Draco. Doesn't mean I don't feel guilty. I didn't want this. Any of this."

Harry turned to face Draco and wrapped his arms around his neck and snuggled into the mans neck.

"I am so glad you made it. I am so glad you are here. I need you."

Harry nipped at Draco's neck. Harry needed that comfort, needed to know that even though they came from hell, he still had him. He still had Draco.

Draco apperated to his small flat in London. He had moved out, as soon as he could. Not wanting to be around the destruction that Voldemort was causing within his family home.

He laid Harry down on the couch, placed his hands on his boyfriends cheeks and gave him a kiss full of passion and love.

He broke away from his lover, and went to his feet. Taking off his shoes and socks, he massaged Harry's feet, starting at the ball of his foot, he pressed hard and rolled his palms of his hand over the bridge ending at the pads of the foot. He moved over to the other foot and did the same.

Draco's hands feathered over Harry's legs and unfasened his pants and pulled them down. Draco left Harry's shorts on and moved down his legs to start at his ankles and took some oil he had on his side table and started massaging up the left leg of the man he loved.

Harry moaned at the intense pleasure that Draco was causing him. The kneading and strong palpation coming from Draco's fingertips was heavenly.

Draco moved to the right leg and repeated the process he had done on the left. The moans and groans coming from Harry's mouth made him smile. Knowing he was helping him relax and feel good.

Draco rolled Harry over to his stomach and pulled his shirt off, adding more oil to hands to warm it up Draco started at the lower back and slowly moved his way up the strong and scarred back. Taking his time to release each knot that plagued him.

Under his breath he would remind Harry to breathe, and to let it out. There were spots where muscle memory would trigger thoughts in Harrys mind. Tears would cascade down his face as Draco would massage the spot releasing the tension and memory.

Draco stood there giving Harry the love and attention that he deserved. Pampering him, and letting him know that he doesn't have to hold the wizarding world up any longer. He could let go and just be Harry. He did what he needed to do. He sacrificed, died, hunted, and lost ones he loved. It was now time for him to remember the lost, to lay down his wand, to live and let others do for him.

Gently Draco led Harry to the bedroom, laid him down, and quickly undressed. Draco tucked himself behind Harry and wrapped his arms around him.

"Sleep Harry. I will be here in the morning. And every morning after."

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I know this is short. I hope you enjoyed it. Thank you for the love on all of these.

Here is my recommendation:

Come Back to Me

Author: ChristinaFay

Great story and so easy to read and follow!

💛Always_Hufflepuff