The Predator Wants The Prey

The predator wants the prey

⚠️- NSFW

There's something sensual in the way I want you. It's in looking at you and wanting the whole damn world with you, I want to pace across the room and kiss you till the daylights are knocked out and want to take you to corn fields and see you smile and giggle and hug you but then there's this wild, raging, lustful part of me who sees you under the lights of shades of red and green, with a glass of neat Scotch in your hand and you look entirely too handsome that even the single fringe of your hair gives me existential crisis. It's evil for you to exist when people like us exist. You're the walking proof of why people like us are never going to forget why we need you, be it our lustful desires, but we need you.

I love you, the whole of you with the whole of mine, I love you till thinking of waking up early in the morning just to brew a cup of coffee for you and bringing it to the bed with a newspaper in hand but then I love you also in the way that I want to wake up next you and run my hand over your body so you know what I want.

And then there is your eyes that looks at me through the wild crowd. There are bodies around me, dancing and I'm swaying to whatever is on the record and you're watching me, every little move I make and you're smirking because god your infamous smirk, steals my heart everytime-smile and the next I know is you're putting your glass down and walking across the room to me and your hands rolls on my body. It squeezes on spaces that wants to be worshipped only by you, and you roll your tongue on my neck like you've been thirsty for so long in the long summer day and now you finally have it, right in the palm of you hand. But its not enough. My ass fitted into the front of your body and your hands possessively holding onto me, that's not enough for either one of us. It's so not enough. What's enough is the people in the room, the blinding songs in the room, the drinks in our veins, that's what's enough but the predator inside you who wants to latch onto the prey in me, that's not enough.

You lean ever so closely towards my ear and you're whispering those filthy thing's of what you want to do to me and I know I want to be tied up to your bedpost with the grey silver tie you wear, I want that. I want my hands tied, I want my legs spread, I want my throat dry and all because I want you, No, I need you and you need me.

"Let's get out of here."

And then I'm walking behind you, hand in hand and I realise I'm living the fantasy that came true.

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This is like a last 5 minute work before I go to sleep but I don't know what the hell this is.

Re-edited- adding tags for reach. Kindly ignore if you please <3

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Draco: You know what your problem is? You’re really cute so no one ever tells you to shut the fuck up

Harry:

Draco:

Harry:

Draco:

Harry: You think I’m cute?

Draco: Shut the fuck up

Rules in Archery

Dialogue prompt no.3- “Don’t sound so disappointed, I might think you don’t like me” 

Humour|Witty|Friends to lovers trope| unestablished relationship

Draco huffed as he readjusted the duffel bag over his shoulder since it kept sliding down every 2 seconds and it was starting to annoy him. 

“I can’t believe you’ve convinced me to come with you.” Draco grunted. 

“I can’t believe you weren’t convinced to do it before.” She wickedly smiled.

Draco rolled his eyes at her and continued, “You know what I’d do when I get the arrow?” 

“What?” She asked half attentively.

“Shoot you to another planet.” He replied. 

She gave him a fake smile and replied, “Aw, it's sweet of you to think that you can even hold the arrow straight.” 

Dracp rolled his eyes again. 

“Look, whine all you want as a baby but you needed to get out of your home and stop sulking about your ex.” 

“For your kind information, I wasn’t sulking about my ex, I was merely hibernating.” He replied in a matter of factly tone. 

“Whatever helps you sleep at night.” She rolled her eyes at him comically. 

Draco didn’t argue further with her because frankly there was no point. The thing was, Pansy wasn’t wrong. He had been sulking away, escaping everyone since the stupid moron of his boyfriend cheated on him only to avoid people with questions like how could he not have known? or when? or why? or how did it happen? he didn’t want to answer anyone especially because he had none, but when you’re a public figure, news spread like a fire. So almost everyone in the Wizarding world knew Draco Malfoy’s heart had been crushed into little glasses and he in turn felt like digging a hole 7 inches deep and burying himself alive. 

To the rescue came Pansy with her glorious idea of taking Draco to Archery classes to get his mind off things. She had joined the place last year and now couldn’t bring herself to stop and when she made it sound like a piece of cake, Draco gave it a chance and here he was now, walking into the field of Archery. 

“Señora Pansy,” The man greeted her and enchantingly took her hand in his own and kissed it softly in the most posh way possible. 

“Always a delight Issac.” She grinned. 

Draco obviously internally gagged. 

“I’ve bought a friend with me, Issac meet Draco,” She introduced, “Its his first time.” She hushed to Issac. 

Draco greeted Issac with a warm smile and at the same time scowled at Pansy.

“Anyhoo- lets get on with it-” 

“I’m sorry I’m late.” 

Draco turned his head toward the sound, and obviously it came from the one who had haunted his dreams ever so often, almost his entire teenage, the one and only Harry Potter. 

Harry’s eyebrow’s shot up as soon as his eyes laid upon Draco and within a second, his lips curved in an impressive smirk. 

Draco groaned turning around and mumbled to himself,”Brilliant” 

He narrowed his eyes at Pansy, scowling even who in turn just turned away with a knowing smile. A perfect master plan in her opinion. 

Everyone as announced took their place and clearly obliged to the instructions said by Issac himself. Draco heard it all very carefully and was curiously interested until Harry took his position next to Draco.

“If it isn’t the boy who had his heart broken himself.” Harry smirked. 

Draco rolled his eyes, “If it isn’t the boy who still ends up on the first page of the daily himself.” 

Harry chuckled next to him while looking down at his feet, then continued, “So, what happened? Married to someone else did he or cheated?”

“What’s it to do with you?” Draco sneered at Harry. 

“Oi- new boy, focus-” Issac snapped. From what Draco assumed was when he kept mumbling something while staring at Draco, he was probably using slur words in Italian. 

Draco obliged to remain silent while Harry next to him couldn’t hold on to his laughter. To make it easy, Draco as casually as possible stubbed over his feet, making him groan in pain. 

This time Issac slurred at Harry. 

When finally the instructions were over, everyone got into position, taking their bows and arrows, chalk clapped into their hands, hand gear put up for beginners and googles put on. 

Harry had been putting on his belt of arrows when he he decided to bother Draco again who was in position and ready to shoot. 

“Isn’t it your first time?” He asked. 

Without looking Draco replied a yes. 

“Don’t you want to warm up a little bit- cry a little or maybe call your father for that matter.” Harry teased taking his final position as well. 

Draco sensed the lightness in his banter and replied him with equal part sarcasm, “don’t you have a little less brain to be in such a sport and a little too much of a mouth.” 

Harry was impressed by his comeback. He chose not to reply anything since Issac passed by behind him. He set his hand upright and then finally continued, “You do realise this sport isn’t for kids? Maybe you should practice first you know or run off possibly.” 

But before Harry could’ve teased further, Draco shot his arrow making it meet the periphery of the center leaving Harry astound. 

"You were saying?" Draco asked with raised brows.

Harry nodded looking away, "Definitely not like a baby."

“Aw- Don’t sound so disappointed, I might think you don’t like me.” Draco sarcastically smiled at him. 

Harry raised his eyebrows in complete surprise of the comeback as well as his shot. He soon turned away and practiced his shooting. 

That was until Draco had almost used up most of his arrows that Harry interrupted again. 

“Can I tell you a secret?” 

Draco hummed without sparing a glance at Harry to not lose his focus. 

Harry leaned a little closer towards Draco and said, “You’re a little too brilliant than most of the people in the class” 

Draco finally turned to Harry with a tint of surprise because he had actually complimented him. When he looked at him to even analyse his words, Harry was already looking at him with a smile and with his eyes fixated on Draco, he let out his arrow, making it meet almost at the center of the board. 

Draco was entirely too impressed but didn’t want to say it out loud because that would the facade of how he wasn’t absolutely swooned by Harry and instead he grunted, “Show off.” 

Harry shrugged and got on with his play. 

Even though Harry and Draco had been done much before anyone in the class, they were asked to stay back to keep the equipment's back in the locker room for having disturbed between the class. 

“All your fault.” Draco taunted. 

Harry shook his head, “I was trying to be friendly.” 

“Oh- yeah. We’re amazing friends now.” Draco sarcastically grumbled pushing the last of the used board into the room along with Harry. 

Harry couldn’t help but laugh, the simple short laugh which turned contagious second by second resulting in maniacal laugh. 

“Are you nuts? Why are you still laughing?” Draco asked completely confused. 

Harry shook his head, holding onto his stomach in pain but he couldn’t stop laughing. It was too much to the point that despite Draco trying to keep a stern composure, he himself was holding off his laugh. 

“Why are you laughing so much?” Draco asked, short laughs making his way through. 

But Harry still couldn’t speak anything which ultimately resulted in Draco laugh just as hard as Harry and fighting for air and to make it even funnier, Issac had found them and practically thrown them out of the place. 

They ended up laughing for good 5 minutes even after leaving the place and ended up catching up for a cup of coffee.

Though It definitely didn't turn in an unplanned date (It did). 

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Rewrite our forever

I miss you too much sometimes. I shouldn't though because it's been over a year now.

Truth is, I love you and I'll always love you. I don't know how to define the love I have for you now.

I wish I wasn't in love with you but I might be because what we had was real and when it was over, when I wasn't by your side - that hurt.

Yeah, I deserve that because I hurt you just as much and it would be cruel if it didn't hurt me twice as hard as I hurt you.

We promised that what we had would be forever but truth is, forever is a story in itself and it's a story that you and I couldn't have.

But sometimes I wish we did.

The day we were over, that was hard but when I told you that I didn't love you - that was the hardest because it wasn't the truth.

Sometimes I wish I could rewrite our story.

Start over.

I wish I could turn back time and write a more better version of this, write a better end for you and I.

I wish we could rewrite our forever.

Together.

But we can't because some stories can't be rewritten.

Ours was a beautiful one.

I love you.

I do.

Incredibly late to the game, as usual, but here's some Harry fanart... I can hardly believe how much fun i had!

@silver-de-vonne you make me the happiest 🥺