One more year, Harry.

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Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category: M/M
Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Relationship: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter
Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Anal Sex, Boys Kissing, age gap, Older Man/Younger Man,
Older Draco Malfoy, Younger Harry Potter, headmaster draco malfoy, Quidditch Seeker Harry Potter,
Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Malfoys inherited Hogwarts, Harry is a flirt, Draco is shy,
Established Relationship, Fingering, Draco wears muggle clothes, Top Harry Potter, Bottom Draco
Malfoy
Language: English

Stats:
Published: 2023-05-09
Words: 2,386
Chapters: 1/1
Comments: 4
Kudos: 493
Bookmarks: 46
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Summary:

Draco Malfoy shuffles on his neat and expensive dress shoes as he pushed his glasses up the bridge
of his nose. His eyes stared directly at the man in front of him. The said man smirked, looking
directly back at the Headmaster, who looked absolutely edible and fuckable.

"What do you want, Potter?"

"My spunk inside you, Headmaster Malfoy."

Notes:

Hello, everyone! 🤝🏻
Argh, so this is my first drarry fic omfgggg!!! I've been in love with this pairing for quite some time

hard to be english
appreciated, loves!
😩
already but I've had to read through more fanfics to make sure I had english words, (bec it's hella

💕
) I really do hope that you like this fic! A comment will be very much
Draco Malfoy shuffles on his neat and expensive dress shoes as he pushed his glasses up the
bridge of his nose. His eyes stared directly at the man in front of him. The said man smirked,
looking directly back at the Headmaster, who looked absolutely edible and fuckable.

"What do you want, Potter?"

"My spunk inside you, Headmaster Malfoy."

Harry Potter smirked when the usually cold Headmaster of their academy flushed and hurriedly
sat on that expensive leather swivel chair. He sat on the couch, meters away from the flushing
man. Who would have thought that he was already in his 30's? With those beautiful silvery gray
eyes, high bridge nose, chiseled jaw and those fucking plump lips — he would pass as a student
like Harry himself if he would dress casually and not in those uptight three piece suit and heavy
robes he usually dons. The Headmaster cleared his throat, shuffling all his documents.

"If there's nothing else that you need Mr. Potter, you may now leave my office." The
Headmaster said, not sparing the Academy’s top quidditch seeker a glance. Harry stood up,
grabbing his duffle bag, shifting it on his shoulders. He walked towards the door, his back on
the Headmaster who looked disappointed. Harry halted on his steps before looking back, Draco
composed himself to look stoic and uninterested, but his eyes begged to differ.

"Headmaster?"

The Headmaster looked at the athlete expectantly, waiting for something to happen. Harry
turned around and dropped his bag before taking long strides to Draco's table, Harry leaned
over the expensive table and grabbed the Headmaster by his chin, roughly letting his thin lips
press against the Headmaster's plump ones. Harry’s tongue glided over the older man's lips
prodding it open before shoving his tongue sensually into Draco's mouth, caressing his tongue,
to the roof of his mouth savoring the lingering taste of strawberry cake as he deliberately
sucked everything out of the man. Harry broke the kiss, panting as he stared at the
Headmaster with lustful eyes. Draco's eyes half closed as he panted for air, his lips swollen and
his ears and cheeks probably red from the heat. Harry licked his lips,

"I'll see you later, Headmaster." He rasped, before heading out the door leaving the flushed
Draco behind trying to think of the ugliest things in the world to calm his erection down. The
Headmaster bit his lip, 'Calm down, Draco. Don't let him get to you.' he told himself internally.
He shifted in his seat as he distracted himself with new student files and other important
documents.
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A knock on the door startled Draco as he was in the middle of stacking up files, his secretary
Pansy stuck her head in, "Headmaster, the quidditch match is starting." Draco nodded, standing
up and straightening his robes and setting his wand in the sleeves. He needed to support his
students (ahem, Harry.) The walk to the field was short, Draco stood at the highest bench
which overlooked the field. His eyes searched for the Gryffiindor’s Seeker, number 07 Potter. His
eyes landed on the muscled man, his black hair pulled back into a ponytail, he looked so
gorgeous. Draco shifted to his other foot as he watched the game process. The Gryffindor
House leading against the Slytherin House. The crowd went wild again as Harry was flying
towards the snitch, Draco grinned but blushed when Harry looked his way and winked.

"Twat." Draco muttered sighing, the game was about halfway through when he saw the rival
seeker bump the end of Harry’s broom as an attack. Draco's eyes widened. It all happened in
slow motion as Gryffindor Seeker accidentally fell off his broom. Draco ran towards the field,
shocking the students as their always composed Headmaster looked bat-shit crazy. The new
professor in charge hollered out the healer as they carried Harry off the field. Draco panicked
and followed them to the infirmary.

"He fainted due to the impact. He'll be okay in a few hours." The Academy Healer, Luna
Lovegod said to the professor. The Headmaster listened in quietly as the said professor
approached him, "Thank you for worrying about Harry, Headmaster. Don't worry, the game is
almost done. We'll wrap it up nice and clean." He said as he bowed to Draco, the chaser and 2
team members left bowing to the Headmaster.

"L-Luna?" Draco asked in panic once the door clicked closed. He ran over to Harry, checking if
there were any more bruises or wounds. "Don't worry, Dray. Harry will be fine. His dick just
needs some rest so don't think of something funny!" The Healer said jokingly. Draco blushed
and threw (a roll of parchment paper) the nearest thing he could reach which made the healer
laugh out in surprise. "You're boyfriend sure is unlucky, in all the parts of his body, he got hit in
the bollocks." Draco grumbled at his cousin’s comment. "Sod off, Luna." The blonde doctor gave
her infamous laugh before leaving the infirmary.

Draco took Harry's hand and entwined it with his, his fingers gingerly brushed against the knot
ring that was placed on the athlete's ring finger. Draco smiled, unbuttoning the first button of
suit as he took out the identical ring but worn as a necklace, away from judging eyes. Draco
kissed the ring on Harry's finger before moving up to kiss him on his cheeks then on his lips.
His worried eyes looking into Harry's loving ones before leaning their foreheads together and
heaving a sigh of relief.

"I'm glad you're okay." Draco said.

"I'll always be okay." Harry replied, weakly.

Draco scowled and hit him on the chest, "Getting hit by a ball and fainting is not okay!" Harry
chuckled at how cute his boyfriend is being, deciding to tease him a bit more, "Is my baby
worried about me, huh?" The athlete asked softly, the dull pain in between his legs slowly
fading away. Draco glared, "Of course I was worried, you prick!" He sassed before pouting.
Harry looked in awe as he took in the sight of his long time boyfriend, the necklace that
dangled around his neck made his heart flutter in contentment. 'One more year, Harry.' he
thought to himself.

Harry lifted his hand to cup Draco's cheek, the latter's eyes glassy from unshed tears, "It's just
an accident, baby. I won't die. I suffered much more in the last few years." Harry said with a
soft cheeky grin. Draco rolled his eyes before placing a soft kiss on Harry's lips. "I have to go
and take care of some stuff, Harry. I'll come back later to check on you." He said softly,
brushing those stray hairs away from Harry's face. The athlete nodded but pouted, "Does this
mean we're back to Headmaster and Student mode?" He asked, dejectedly. The older man
chuckled at his boyfriend's expression, "Unfortunately. So, I'll see you later, Mr. Potteri." Harry
nodded, "See you later, Headmaster Malfoy."

The man buttoned his dress shirt, tucking in the ring, rearranging his robes, away from prying
eyes before leaving the athlete behind. Harry closed his eyes, his hands fisting from frustration.
Why couldn't he and Draco just be free?

Draco casted a tempus to see that it was already past 8pm. Knowing that half of the academy
professors have resigned to their own rooms by now — Draco decided to pay his boyfriend a
visit. He pushed off his suit jacket, opting for a quick shower before dropping by, stripped and
ready to shower, he decided to have a house elf prepare a full course dinner, in case Harry was
hungry and in need of something to eat.

After the shower, the Headmaster wore a simple black hoodie and black jogging pants, muggle
clothes that his boyfriend had gifted him, he slipped on some slides before walking through the
empty halls of Hogwarts Academy, the academy inherited by his family after becoming one of
the most prominent pure-bloods that assisted in the demise of the Dark Lord,
he-who-shall-not-be-named. As he thought ahead, was he ready to leave this academy behind
after a year? The years of having this academy under his wing, was he ready to give it all up for
Harry Potter?

Yes.

Of course it was.

Once he got to the infirmary, the house elf already had a tray of food, he took the tray before
sending the elf to check the houses of the students. He slipped inside the infirmary to see Harry
playing with his wand, he could see that he was freshly showered because his hair was
semi-wet.

"Hey. Why didn't you dry your hair properly?" Draco nagged, the quidditch player smiled wildly
when the Headmaster entered the room. "Because I know you'll dry it for me when you get
here." The younger said cheekily. Draco rolled his eyes before putting the food down on the
coffee table before walking towards Harry, taking the towel that was hanging over the backrest
of the chair. He placed the towel on top of Harry's hair and began drying his hair. Harry sighed
in satisfaction, Draco's hands on any part of his body just gave him some sort of relief. And it
made him utterly happy.

"Dray?"

"Hmm?"

"I think I need help."

Draco took the towel off of Harry's hair and he combed through it with his fingers, "What do
you need help with?" The Headmaster asked softly, placing the towel back on the chair as he
sat down on the edge of the infirmary bed. Harry's hand trailed up Draco's arms, the latter's
breath hitched recognizing this type of touch. "I think we need to check if my dick isn't broken.
Maybe a blowjob would help?" Harry whispered seductively, pulling the man closer to him as he
licked those plump lips.
Draco whimpered, feeling his own dick twitching against his sweatpants. He didn't deny his
boyfriend, he got on the bed and positioned himself in between the athlete's taut thighs. His
slender fingers running up from Harry's thighs to the waistband of the trackpants. Draco licked
his lips before pulling the sweatpants down, his limp cock sprung out from its confines. God, it's
limp but fuck it was already big.

He began pumping the member gently, Harry closing his eyes as he let our small moans,
Draco's heart pounded as the dick came alive in his palm, Draco leaned forward, taking the
hem of Harry's shirt upwards to stop on top of Harry's pecs, he jutted his tongue out to lick
Harry's nipple, before closing his plump lips around it, sucking on it vigorously. Harry moaned,
his lips parting. His hands flew into Draco's long soft platinum blonde hair, fisting it roughly.
Draco kissed down his abs, to his hips, finally to Harry's hard cock. Harry let out a strangled
moan when Draco licked the tip before taking the engorged cock into his mouth.

Harry moaned, groaned and gasped as the older worked his mouth and tongue against his dick.
The Headmaster let the rod slip out of his mouth as he licked from his balls up to the tip before
taking it inside his cavern once again. "F-fuck, Dray...stop...stop...." Draco stopped at his work
before pouting, still pumping Harry's erection, Harry growled, pulling older before pinning him
down on the bed, casting a wandless and wordless spell, clothes disappeared in a matter of
seconds. Harry grabbed his bag which was conveniently placed at the bedside table before
grabbing the almost empty lube, squirting it on his palm and finger—

"You don't need to prepare me." Draco said quietly, his face red, Harry looked at him
bewildered before his eyes darkened, "You? Did you?" The older one blushed before nodding,
"I-I did..." Harry growled at the thought of his lover fingering himself without his knowledge.
He threw the bottle of lube back into his bag and pistoned his tip on the puckered hole of
Draco. He entered the man swiftly, Draco moaning out in satisfaction, gripping Harry's
shoulders as the younger plunged deeper into him.

"A-ah...H-Harry ah...." The older rasped out as the man on top of him began pounding and
ramming into him senselessly, their bodies rocking the infirmary bed intimately. Harry gripped
Draco's slim hips as he planted and steadied Draco's hips in the mattress as he pounded
animalistically on the Headmaster.

Draco didn't know what to feel anymore, drool already escaped his mouth as he felt like his
body was on fire. The way Harry was doing him was making his body hum in emotions he never
knew existed. Sex with Harry was physically and emotionally fulfilling. He had never felt this
way with anyone before Harry.

Harry made him feel love.

Harry made him feel safe.

And Harry made him feel beautiful.

Draco let out a loud moan as his lover hit his prostate, the cloud of lust and love hindering his
other senses from properly working, his breathing uneven as Harry dominated him. Harry dived
down and pressed his thin lips against the man, "I love you, Draco. I love you so much." Harry
whispered against Draco's lips. Draco nodded against the pillow, "I...oh Harry...yes... I love
you...fuck....too!" The man said in between moans as Harry's thrusts grew erratic. Harry
hooked his elbow on Draco's kneepits, spreading Draco's legs more as he pounded faster,
releasing already near.

"H-Harry...cumming!"

"M-me too...D-Dray-ah!!!"

"H-Harry-ah!!!"

All Draco could see was white as orgasm racked his body. The feel of Harry filling him up made
him feel powerful, this beautiful man marked him. Harry leaned down, placing a soft kiss on the
necklace before carressing the man's cheek, years with him and his beauty never fades, he
placed a soft kiss on the man's plump and swollen lips, "One more year, my love. One more
year until I take up that muggle job in New York and I'll take you with me. We'll get married
and we'll be able to show how much we love each other without judgements."

Draco hummed, loving the words his boyfriend had said, "One more year before Headmaster
Malfoy and Quidditch Seeker Potter becomes Mr. And Mr. Potter."

Harry smiled, taking the man into his arms, "I love the sound of that."

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