1 A Passage to your heart | Chapter 1

(Author's note)

Oh Hi, It's DrarryLicious, yes I might stick to this rather unprofessional name cause I don't want to uncover myself as a friendly faghag when I was completely raised in a horrific homophobic environment. This is not my first book, but this is my first time writing a Drarry fiction, most of the previous ones were nothing but utter blunders! However, I recently started reading HP-Books again, and my long lost enthusiasm for "Draco and Harry sitting in a tree, S.N.O.G.G.I.G" was gladly found again!

Before digging into the real shite, I want you guys to know that this fiction might not be the ideal, best written, zero errors, fantastic, daily updating, the first thing you want to have in your favorite time-killing list! Please keep that in mind. This fiction already has established relationships, no epic plot twists, no arduous HP THEORIES, no magical political contents whatsoever! So if you are here for those above, oops I'm so sorry for misleading, you dear.

But this fiction is all completed, written and saved, I just need to upload the chapters once at a time( like once a month), so the only thing I can guarantee you is a fluffy ending. So if you love Drarry as I do, then I hope you are ready to stuff your plate! Join for the dinner? And feel free to leave comments, vote if you think this shite fic deserves! And don't forget to read the notes at the end. cause I am going to leave my only social media account there! We all can be friends! :)

And you can check the same stories on Wattpad as well, and Lastly I want to make it clear that non of these characters are mine, it's all belonged to the marvelous lady J.K.Rowling. And I might not stick to her perspectives, I write my own spells, own plots, but I'll try my best to stick into the original content.

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"Guv, Don't tell me it's my father again.."

Draco murmured under his breath. Draco knew his Father's up to something, Lucius's distracted by something for the past few months, most of the days he's been asking Narcissa to find him different potions to calm his nerves claiming to have very odd symptoms, being Lucius's only son, Draco knows his every moves, at least he's good at one thing; calculating his father, however this sudden interest for calming potions was very suspicious to Draco's dismay.

"Well Draco, it's sadly yes, he invited Dolohuv and Fenrir to Malfoy manor for the last eight months, however, your mother refuses to stand by Lucius this time and reached out for help. Hermione's in charge of it, she's bloody mad cause Rookwood ordered her to visit your manor, the place where she got tortured by your mad aunt Bellatrix eight years ago, to continue a close investigation about your Dad's mischiefs! Ron visited my office today just to tell me that Mione has gone through some serious episodes in her sleep last night, Merline Draco, I hate it's my lover's family who's always on the wrong side of my wand!" Harry didn't mean to raise his voice at his boyfriend but ended up doing it anyways.

"Aww that's very rich coming from you, You chose me to be your partner in crime for the rest of your life Potter, and It's not like I can help it! So good luck with that!" This time Draco sounds so upset that Harry had to mention that it's his father who's playing at the wrong side every time they started an argument. Harry rolls his eyes slightly tries to avoid Draco's outburst as much as he could cause it's not the right time for a petulant love quarrel.

"Don't tell me, that I have to lock him up? Cirse, I am begging you, I can't do this to my father, I know he's an enormous prick but he l-loves me, I know he does, I am his son Harry, not as your Sergeant as ur lover, don't make me do this" Draco said whilst blinking his now widened eyes rapidly to clear out any initial tears so they don't start rolling down through his face. If Harry loathes anything at the moment, it is watching Draco's going through the same emotional catastrophe he faced during the war eight years ago; not having a choice. Which makes him kind of mad as well, But Harry's impotent, he's not the head Auror who made all these critical decisions, he's just the Guv of his team. They need to perform their duty regardless of whatever the personal relationships they have with the people against the ministry. It could be your father, it could be your mother or your son, daughter, You can't help but follow the law to protect the latest democracy. Draco out of all people should know that Harry has no choice but to proceed what the higher authority has ad iced him.

"It's your duty Draco! And I sent Constable Zabini, He reported that Lucius admitted for planning something against the Ministry with few former death eaters, but he's still denying to disclose the plan, Lucius wants you to find a solicitor for him, and surprisingly Ministry allowed it, mostly because they trust you Draco, that you will not engage with the solicitor to hide whatever the shreds of evidence we have against your dad! And I received the health reports of your father from St.Mango's criminal wards this morning and bingo! Lucius is allergic to Veritaserum, and you know what that means, there's one choice left, somebody has to Perform Legilimency against him. Being blessed by the Malfoy blood and being the lefthand man of the Dark lord for relentless years it's an obvious fact that Lucius Malfoy is bloody brilliant in Occulamency! And we have only one person in the whole damn ministry who can overpower Lucius's brilliancy, and that's you! I'm so sorry my love, this time I mean it.." Harry says the last line a little louder feeling pity for Draco's misfortune against his family because he wants Draco to know that Harry's not enjoying any of these that are happening at the moment. Catching dark wizards has always been fun, but not when they happened to be your family.

"Wait! Could you please say that again Potter? L-LEGILIMENSE MY SODDING F-FATHER? You must be mad to order me like that!!" With that Draco flipped the chessboard that was next to Zabini's working table in anger, leaving all the chess pieces scattered all over the dark black marble floor, he threw the file he was holding viciously at Harry's side, who effortlessly caught it. "Bloody seeker genes" Draco swore under his breath, Harry can feel the venom in Draco's voice. Merline, what can he do? It's not like it's Harry's fault, Why Draco thinks that he's the center of everything? If Draco's bloody prick of a father wasn't partying around with former death eaters who were still on killing innocent muggles like they are imperiod by Voldemort's ghost, none of these difficulties would arrive at the first place! Harry loves Draco more than anything in this world but if he didn't get his shit together to knock some sense to his lover right now, Harry would regret it later.

"SERGEANT MALFOY! You can't run away from this! I know this is hard, no, this is seriously fucked up okay! Then aren't we all fucked up? Draco, it's not just you okay? You, me, Hermione, Ron, Pansy, your mom, and everyone else! We all are doomed together! And tell me, do you want that Unspeakable Regina to Legitimate him on behalf of you? Someone who loathes your father to the gut and paradoxically, one of the Ministry's greatest gossips? Then fine!" Harry snapped then rests his palms at both sides of his hip. Draco was sharply listening to Harry's words but still blinking his tears away. Draco wants to say something against, usually, he has something to ferret back when his boyfriend is at manipulating him to get his chores done, but this is far more formal to consider as emotional manipulation. It's just Harry's so good at feeding feelings into his words, and most of the time they bizarrely make Draco to go speechless.

"And I think you are not emotionally manipulating me to involve in partiality Draco! Are you? I can't, It's against the law, I love you, and I'm confident that I am making the right choices here, trust me in this babe, as much as I hate your father, I could ask Wizard Panel to conduct the questionnaire, and that Regina to overtake the case, or let them torture Lucius to know what he's up to, so many choices! but I'm not going to use any of it,  because he's your god damn father! And that's why I want you to take control over this, I'll be there by your side, I'll visit Lucius with you in every session of legilimency, Cirse, you are not alone in this Draco, Please trust me, darling?" Harry frees his tie a little before approaching Draco who's now breathing hard and heavy, he flicked the wand closing the office door before pulling Draco into his arms. Draco looks like he's desperately waited for this, which made Harry tighten the hug even more, Harry pats the back of Draco's neck, smoothing the long silver blond hair out, and he pulled away a little to take a clear look on Draco's face, then slowly ran his thumb to clean the tears away. Draco leans into Harry's soft touches, closes his eyes to calm himself, Draco's glad Harry's with him now. Now that he realized he immediately regrets throwing the file at his boyfriend. Cause Harry's always been there for him. Time has changed so many things between them. Draco's thankful for whatever the cause made that change. If it's not for Harry James Potter, Draco Lucius Malfoy wouldn't survive to this day.

"Is- Is Hermione okay? She might h-hate me a-again..?" Draco asked whilst pulling away from Harry's soft cares, to rest his head over Harry's shoulder, Draco stays like that for awhile then snuggles closer till he gets to bury his face on the crook of Harry's neck, breathing heavily against it. Harry rests his palms around Draco's slim waist letting Draco settle against his body comfortably. Then starts rubbing circles slowly to ease the tightness of the muscles on Draco's back.

"No, she's not, you know that don't you? Hermione loves you Draco, non of these scars can shatter our friendship, you, me, Ron, Hermione, Blaize, Pansy we all are family we made peace long time ago remember? Now now, let's floo back to home, your mom's staying with us tonight, Tedy's home too. Your favorite first cousin son is waiting with his drawing pad till his favorite uncle comes..."

Harry mumbles softly adding the little mockery at the end to light up Draco a little which has brilliantly worked.

"God..it's a hard and mindblowing shag I need Potter! Not a whole night of babysitting my ONLY first cousin whilst my mom sodding staring at me whenever my sodding boyfriend lays a finger near my arse! Btw I forgot to tell you, mother fire called me saying they are not coming today, instead she's staying at aunt's house with Teddy, isn't it brilliant?that we can shag loud? Ahhh I mean it Potter, shag me hard tonight, please?" Fuck! Draco knows Harry can not ever resist his needy face, Draco's pale grey eyes have gone so dark and they are glittering all of a sudden, the furrow has completely gone, his cheeks are still puffy and lips are so damn moist and swollen, the tip of the nose still holds the scarlet dust thanks to all the sad hours. His Silver-blond-almost-fading-lashes are now wet and perfectly up curled, well-damped, and parted by fallen tears. Harry took one last look, before smiling at Draco's who's smiling back at him, Harry exhaled loud praying every God above not to let his tent to stand under his pants.

"Is it your Malfoy blood doing all these mood swings? Hmm? A Cry baby to a complete twat?"

Harry mummers playfully near to Draco's ear, then nips the ear lobe ever so slightly ending Draco to lose all his cool. Draco drags his palm up to Harry's chest before firmly pushing Harry a little with the sudden feeling of lust and blood rush. Then he bit the corner of his bottom lip without taking his eyes off of Harry's peachy once. Harry accidentally licks his lips making it so bloody hard for Draco to control himself, Draco's ears went numb with the familiar sound of buzzing, and there is no way he kisses his Guv in the god damn office room. Not at least open doors.

"Merline Draco, lemme lock the fucking door. 'Colloportus!', 'Muffliato!!'" Harry cast both the locking and silencing charms at once, so impatient to go back to exploring Draco, who's innocently smiling at him like he has no bloody clue what his boyfriend is about to do. "Bend over the desk! You are not sore from last night, are you? Get your god damn clothes off, and arse full up? Now Malfoy! We don't have all day!" Harry commands which Draco obeys without any denial or whatsoever. Draco seems rather impatient to see what his boyfriend's got for him, being secretively horny for Harry all day is a talent Draco gained with the practice of many years.

"Like this Potter? Am I bending right? Is my arse high enough you to take me raw? Remember the Lubricant spell? Don't tell me no, cause I ain't taking you dry with a sore arse, am I?"

"Shoot No, what's that again, mind reminding?" Harry's now all hesitant about doing this with Draco, they had a blast last night, he knows Draco still skips steps when he walks, Harry doesn't want to hurt Draco, Harry stared at the naked buttocks of Draco's, the perfect pale fully fleshed curvy arse that looks so divine, so irresistible, Harry gulps at the beautiful sight, he's already rock hard down there, can feel the heat under his pants. Harry rest his hand against Draco's arse cheek gripping one with his fingers, which made Draco moans slightly, the flesh looks abused with all the nail marks and finger marks, remembrance of their wild night, Harry smiled at the view blaming it on the Firewhiskey Kreacher served for him and Draco last night.

"Harry, Are you going to fuck me or not?" Draco snaps glaring over his shoulders at Harry.

"Babe you look so sore, besides I fucking don't remember the Lubricant charm, we always have extra lubricants at home, you know I can't keep them in here when Pansy always sneaks her hands into my drawers"Harry said almost petulantly still haven't stopped squeezing Draco's beautiful squishy buttock, Harry looks like a kid that got no birthday presents on its birthday, while Draco was looking at him, with his dramatic 'this is unbelievable!' look.

"It's bloody 5th-year Ancient runes and 3rd year charms Potter! You got to be kidding me!" Draco snapped again.

"Unlike one, I was busy chasing a noseless prick and most of the time spent sulking over my latest death predictions by Professor Trelawney at Divinations! And I dropped Ancient Runes and chose care of magical creations!" This time Harry snapped back but it came out more like a pity cry.

"Such sentimental rubbish to say after getting me on fours, bending all over your office desk, pantless, arse up so ready to get fucked? Yeah keep bribing over your dropped classes! You know what Potter? let's just fucking wrap this up! And who on fucking earth chooses Care of Magical creatures to drop a massive genius subject like Ancient runes? Were you thinking to be the right-hand man of Hagrid or something? Or you accidently happened to be a senior Auror?" Draco sarcastically asked before standing to pull his trousers up, his mood is completely gone. Tonight he swears he's going to watch his boyfriend sleep with a rock hard prick, okay let's not mention his part.

"What? Are we done?" Harry asked pulling his pants on as well, he's completely aware Draco's so out of the mood, but what kind of a boyfriend he would be if he left his horny boyfriend without teasing about it. And Yes he's the worst.

"Shut up Potter! I'm going to ride you so hard as soon as we walk out of the floo, I don't care Kreacher's still at the  Library scratching his butt while dusting the books, or my maternal grandmother Druella Black is there having her evening tea in the God damn portrait !" Draco fasten his robes, then cast a scouring charm just to clean himself a little bit, and did the same to Harry with a posh flick of his wand, Harry was staring at Draco's sulking face, he looks extremely cute when he's mad.

"Thanks.." Harry mumbled as a return with a cheeky smile which earns a helpless grin from Draco.

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(Author's note)

Moving on, See?, it's bloody simple day to day Drarry shit, work, Fights, make-outs, well lots of make outs then sleep! Well no! This fiction has a plot, but for the first and few more chapters I'm going to work on the main pairing's relationship, I want Draco to be officially Harry's. Which you will see in the future. (You can ask any question eg: Who's top? Draco or Harry? Me: Girl they bloody switch!)

Then the plot will get to create what I wrote in the description. So all I want is your patience and support, I don't really care whether people read this or not, I'm going to upload what I wrote anyways. So the next chapter probably be on next month, but it can be before, not any later than a month that I can promise.

And right after this chap I might post some pics, vids that I enjoy here and any references that I find interesting for you to study as pottermores, mostly to get some attention, it calls marketing sodders! ;) Girls I do have a life too, got my educations as well, yes I am still learning, and my grammar sucks, most of you have noticed it by now, if not, then you are just noob at grammar as I am lol!

So till next time Hold on to your confident gay/Straight/Bisexual/Transgender and many other tits! Support this fic, you know leave you stars, comments and all those good stuff! See you next time my friends.