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harry: i did a bad thing

draco: does it affect me

harry: no but-

draco: then suffer in silence,

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i am now politely requesting something where draco’s scars open when he’s stressed please 🥺

When Draco begins bleeding, Harry feels his face whiten.

“Draco,” he says; Draco throws him a look - they’d agreed not to act differently in public than they used to, since neither of them want anyone to suspect a thing - but Harry doesn’t care. Blood is spreading quickly, and it’s like sixth year all over again. “Draco.”

Draco finally looks down, and he quickly purses his lips.

“Again?” Hermione - she looks brilliant in her black unspeakable robes, and so does Draco, and Harry never would’ve noticed if he hadn’t had them open to show a white shirt underneath - asks. She’s the one who re-introduced Harry to Draco. They’ve been working together for years.

“Again?” Harry echoes, heart pounding wildly. He swallows drily. “This has happened before?”

The Unspeakables and the Aurors around the table - they’re working together for a case, even if the aurors always hate working with the Unspeakables because they’re mysterious bastards - are all looking at him. Harry feels like he’s on trial.

“Yes,” Hermione and Draco both begin casting healing spells in tandem, and Harry swallows again.

“Why?”

Draco and Hermione share a look.

“It’s curse work.”

Harry should really, really let this go; they’re in public, and Draco will be angry if someone figures out that they’re sleeping together, but Harry can’t think.

“When did you get cursed?” He doesn’t remember Draco landing himself in St. Mungo’s in a long time, and the last time it wasn’t even that bad-

Hermione and Draco share another look. Harry doesn’t know when this happened; it used to be him, Hermione, and Ron against the world, and it still is, in a way, but now there’s Draco. 

Draco, who shares silent looks with Hermione as though they’ve been doing it their whole lives; Draco, who plays chess with Ron because they needed to find something to do together that didn’t require them to like each other, both forced by Hermione; Draco, who comes to Harry’s every time they have a hard case and they always end up in his bed.

“Sixth year.”

It hits Harry like a freight train. It’s not only like sixth year all over again, it is sixth year all over again; he knew Draco had Sectumsempra scars, of course he did. They’ve seen each other naked three dozen times, Harry has traced the scars with his fingertips, with his tongue, he knows they’re there, but this? He didn’t know they did this.

“They still bleed?” He did this. He made a dumb decision at sixteen and it’s been ten years and Draco’s still bleeding.

“Only sometimes.”

Is that supposed to make it better? Harry doesn’t know.

“I did that.” He can’t think.

“Alright,” Hermione says, standing and making everyone look at her. “It’s time to take a break. Get out.”

Everyone shuffles out awkwardly - Ron squeezes Harry’s shoulder on his way out, and Harry looks at him helplessly - and, after the door is closed, Draco exhales and leans back on his chair; he looks exhausted.

“Harry,” he begins, hesitantly; his face is pale. Harry wonders if the curse has more side effects than just bleeding. “It’s-”

“I did that.”

“I know,” Draco gives him a look. “And we’ve talked about it. It’s fine.”

They haven’t talked about it; the first time they’d slept together Harry had stared, and Draco had pushed him back on the couch and straddled his lap and kissed him until he forgot, until all he could think about was his hands on Draco’s hair, Draco’s nails scratching down his chest.

“It’s not fine,” Harry says. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I knew you’d freak out.” Draco looks at him defiantly, as if daring him to say he’s not.

Harry might be, a little bit.

“I’m sorry.” He swallows again. “God, Draco, I’m so sorry.”

Draco’s face softens. “I know.”

Harry stares at him helplessly, and Draco sighs, stands up, and walks over to Harry; he cups his face.

“I know,” he insists. “It’s alright.”

It’s not. Harry thinks it never might be, but he pulls Draco close and hugs him close anyway, feeling like he’s in way over his head again.

He hasn’t felt that way in years.

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harry: and still, no response.

draco: wow, he sounds stupid.

harry: but he’s not.

harry: he’s actually really smart.

harry: just dense.

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harry: okay. hey, i love you!

draco: yeah, just like that.

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draco: no need to shout it out.

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