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When Trust and Truth Collide
silvergalaxy
Chapters: 5/5 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Luna Lovegood, George Weasley, Blaise Zabini Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Non-Magical, Office Romance, Banter, Mistaken Identity, Misunderstandings, Oblivious Harry Potter, Fluff and Angst, Insomnia, Power Imbalance, Boss/Employee Relationship
Summary:
Harry meets Draco for the first time in the employee break room on a boring Wednesday morning and they immediately hit it off. Chance encounters turn into dates, and dates turn into feelings.
Oh, yeah. Draco's also Harry's boss. Harry has no idea.
Excerpt:
They continue up the path silently, the only sounds being the satisfying crunch of newly fallen leaves under their feet and the faint echoing of conversation from down the hill. As the path curves again, they find themselves in front of a staircase, surrounded on either side by a thick wall of trees, some of which are home to tiny, dangling lanterns. The cascades of colour are the only thing providing visibility to the stone steps, puddles of pinks and orange reflecting on the rock.
“Race you to the top?” Harry suggests, feeling lighter than he has in months.
“You’re on,” Draco laughs, and promptly starts running up the stairs, Harry a step behind him as they climb.
He was taken aback slightly by the immediate response, he wasn’t expecting Draco to agree to a foolish game so readily. He trails slightly behind Draco, picking up speed in hope of beating him to the top. It’s not a steep climb, and it’s shorter than Harry expected it to be, leaving him screeching to a halt and colliding weightily against Draco’s back with a thud. Laughing breathlessly, he spins Draco around so that they’re face to face again.
“Hey-,” Harry starts to tell Draco off for his head start but he gets distracted by how soft Draco’s lips look, and the shimmer of violet that sweeps across his face as the wind blows the lanterns in the trees.
“Hey, what?” Draco urges, his voice quiet, their warm breath mingling in the increasingly smaller space between them.
“Nothing,” Harry whispers, before tilting forward and capturing Draco’s lips with his own. His own heart beating wildly, Harry brings a gloved hand to rest upon Draco’s chest, the other cupping Draco’s stubbly cheek. His lips are just as soft as Harry thought they’d be, his hands ever tender on Harry’s waist as he draws him in closer. If this is heaven, Harry gets the appeal. Draco’s mouth is hot on his, and his fingers have begun massaging his side softly, setting Harry’s heart ablaze and his head into a frenzy of feelings as he tentatively parts his lips to allow Draco to deepen the kiss.
The cool fall air seems heavier, and Harry can hear Draco’s breath hitching as they pull apart, a string of saliva still connecting their mouths. Draco wipes it away hastily, his blush deepening into a rosy glow. This close, Draco’s eyes are nothing short of magical. Bright, lively, gorgeous, and full of emotion. They’re intense eyes, and having them focused solely on him is outright overwhelming for Harry, but he can’t bring himself to tear his gaze away. He hopes he looks at least half as handsome to Draco as Draco does to him. Separating slightly so that their noses were no longer brushing, Draco smiles affectionately down at him, and Harry dares to hope that whatever this thing between them is will last.
“I-” Draco begins, cutting himself off only to begin smiling once more, shaking his head in what appears to be disbelief.
“Yeah,” Harry agrees softly, turning so that he can rest his head on Draco’s shoulder, blissfully watching the glimmer of the lanterns as they scatter light across the trees surrounding them, Draco sturdy and humming quietly at his side.
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