Aiden is startled awake in the early hours of the morning by Harry's body twitching in his sleep. He groans and shifts restlessly beside him.
Another nightmare, Aiden thinks, wondering if he should wake him.
But then Harry moans softly, turning his head to the side, his cheeks flushing pink.
Oh.
Not a nightmare.
Intrigued, Aiden watches him. Harry makes another soft sound, and he wonders if Harry is dreaming of him. Until—
"Draco," Harry sighs. "Yes."
Any pleasure Aiden had begun to derive from the experience evaporates immediately, bitter jealousy flooding through him, leaving a horrible taste in his mouth.
So that's the bastard's name. Draco.
Weird name.
Aiden pulls his clothes on and leaves.
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More Than a Memory
FanfictionIt's been six months since Draco made the worst mistake of his life. The memories of what he's lost are enough to bring him to his knees. Harry is trying to forget and move on, but it's easier said than done. Can they find their way back to each oth...
