Draco tutors Harry and if Harry gets the answer right he can scent draco
6th year!Draco x 5th year!Harry:
Draco is not a maternal type, even if he is an Omega, he just didn’t like kids.
But Draco hates the younger years of Hogwarts even more than children. According to him, all 3rd-5th years need to be put down—even though he once was 3rd-5th year himself.
The thought of spending even a second with those shits made his skin itch.
So, when he’s signed up for ‘tutor duty’ by his dorm mates as a prank. Draco was of course, livid. And no matter how much Draco tortured them they couldn’t reverse what they’ve done. Draco tried begging, bribing, even seducing teachers but it did nothing. As Professor Snape said to him when he asked for him to do something, he had to “Just suck it up and stop whining like he does every day.”
The next week, Draco and other unfortunate 7th years were introduced to their students. Which is when Draco knew faith hated him.
Instead of giving him an easily intimidated 1st-year Omega who would be too busy pissing themselves to ask Draco a question, he got a 5th-year alpha. And not any 5th-year alpha—remember faith hates him—he got Harry freakin Potter.
Who would go down as the cheekiest, dumbest and most annoying boy Draco has ever met. The boy who lived or not, he was bad at everything except for a handful of subjects. Which were probably the only thing keeping him from being held back. Worst, when Harry wasn’t arguing with him, he would act…strange.
He excused himself to the bathroom every 10 minutes, either won’t meet Draco’s eye or stared too long, and got aggressive if Draco’s attention drifted from him for more then 2 seconds.
So if Harry’s stupidity + his odd behaviour = his grades not rising, that means for Draco that he won’t be leaving the tutor duty any time soon.
“He’s clearly horny for you Dray,” Pansy explained after listening to her best friends entire rant, “he’s 15 years old Alpha who’s being taken cared of by an older beautiful Omega. Why won’t he be wanking every minute?”
For once in their friendship, Draco took Pansy’s opinion to account. Maybe he could use Harry’s crush on him as a way to get the alpha’s grades up.
And he did.
“You’ll do what?” Harry asked him, not believing what he just heard.
“For every passed test I will wear an article of your clothing for a week, letting you scent me or lay claim or whatever you alphas like doing to us. Deal?”
Draco doesn’t think that a plan of his had ever worked so well. Harry got such better grades that he was neck and neck with that Granger-girl but what Draco had not counted on was the effect the alphas stench had on him.
What happened next, you’ve probably already guessed.
“I can’t believe I just let a 15-year-old knot me!” Draco whined for the thousandth time as he put his clothes back on.
Which meant this was the thousandth time Harry had to roll his eyes, “ Will you calm down it’s literally a 1 year age gap, not 20. And it was you that practically begged m-”
Harry could finish his sentence, Draco’s wand was on his throat, “Wanna finish that sentence?” he asked darkly.
Harry shook his head, petrified.
“Good, and I surely don’t need to tell you to tell no one, right?”
Harry nodded.
“Good boy.” Draco accompanied his faux praise by pulling Harry closer to him, “Keep our secret and we can keep doing this, fair?”
Harry couldn’t even nod again because Draco already had his lips on him but it’s not like he was gonna refuse anyway.
