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Harry has had quite enough of sharing his mind with someone else, thankyouverymuch. A miscast Legilimecy spell says otherwise.
(Fic from 2010 FF archive being uploaded here.)
AND FOR THE LAST FUCKING TIME, STOP REPOSTING THIS ON WATTPAD. I DO NOT WANT IT ON WATTPAD. YOU DO NOT HAVE PERMISSION TO POST THIS ON WATTPAD.
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When Harry Potter unintentionally severs their soulbond before it can fully form, Draco Malfoy resigns himself to a slow death and decides not to burden Harry with a soulmate he's made it very clear he doesn't want.
He's never been selfless before, but for Harry, he can try.
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Harry felt Malfoy's breath on his lips as they came together over the bottle, hands firmly planted on the floor as though they each needed their familiar soil, refusing to cross into enemy territory.
Except that Malfoy no longer felt like his enemy.Malfoy felt inevitable.
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In the summer before his fifth year at Hogwarts, Harry is drawn to a room in Grimmauld Place. Like the Gryffindor he is, he enters the room without fear. The room is a library, and Harry is surprised to find that he’s eager to learn.
Then he gets the bad news: he’s been accidentally expelled from Hogwarts, and he needs to be sorted again. Everyone is confident that he’ll go straight back to Gryffindor, but with what he's been learning, Harry’s not so sure.
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- Part 1 of Mutatum
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“Surely others must have noticed,” Draco continued his earlier train of thought, imagining what Harry must have looked like during the day. Flushed and squirming behind his desk, desperately trying to maintain the mask of stoicism befitting of the Head Auror.
Harry let out a filthy moan in response, his eyes closing briefly as the words washed over him.
“Ah, we got ourselves a little exhibitionist here, haven’t we? Did you think about it? If they could tell? If they knew what their celebrated hero was actually up to during work?”
Harry was panting now, sweating and quivering against his hold, his hands clenching and unclenching on the soft fabric. His eyes were glazed; his pupils heavily dilated with only a slim ring of green remaining at the edges.
“I’m sure at least someone must have realized,” Draco mused. “Must have noticed how aroused you were, plugged up and achingly hard beneath your trousers.” He let his hand slowly trail over Harry’s side, spreading the lube over the spots he knew were the most sensitive.
“And how eager you must have been, for me to come along, drag you out and finally impale you on my cock.”