Fuck the ministry

*in which Harry gets demoted and Draco.... well Draco find some ways to..... JUST READ THE FUCKING STORY!

It's been a hot minute since I wrote some downright smut so here I go. Happy almost valentines! Love all of you!!💗❤️

-SB

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Harry stormed out of his office, his face hot with fury. He didn't expect the meeting he was just in take such a turn for the worst. But here we are. As he walked, fast paced, he worked himself free of his long robes. He unbuttoned his collar as he walked faster on his feet.

'Fuck this, fuck working for the ministry.' He chanted to himself. They'd only bloody gone and demoted him of his head Auror post. Harry was furious to say the least.

"Harry! Wait up." He head a voice call behind him. Ron. He didn't have the patience to deal with what he had to say, so he was quick to stop dead in his tracks and he apparated instantly.

Landing outside 12 Grimmauld Place, he didn't even think to get out his keys, he just fumbled for his wand and with a quick swish the door flung open and he walked in quickly. Slamming the door behind him.

He heard his lover quickly fumble to close the book he was reading before he appeared in the hall, his face softening.

"Bad day, love?" Draco asked, leaning against the door frame.

"Mhm, oh yeah. Been demoted. No longer head Auror." Harry snickered as he pushed past Draco and went into the kitchen, pouring himself a glass of water. His hands still shaking with anger.

"Oh- I'm sorry, Harry." Draco slowly walked up behind him and snaked his arms around Harry's waist. Stiffening for a second, Harry took a deep breathe and visibly relaxed. Turning around he engulfed his boyfriend in a warm embrace.

"I'm so sorry, darling. I know how much you loved being head Auror." Draco rubbed small circles in Harry's back and kissed his forehead.

"They said I could still remain at the Ministry, but I said no. Fuck them. I'm over it." Harry sighed loudly and let go of Draco, pouring himself another glass of water before sulking his way upstairs to his bedroom, wanting to be alone.

Draco knew to leave Harry alone, but he couldn't help but feel bad for his lover. He wanted to comfort him in the best way he could.

So, Draco made his way quietly up the stairs and opened the door to their bedroom, "Darling, I'm here." He sat on the bed slowly, Harry looked up and wriggled his way under the covers, making grabby arms at Draco.

Draco sunk into the bed beside Harry and brought him closer to his side. Spooning him. Playing with his hair softly, he left small kisses on Harry's neck.

The curly haired boys breathe rapidly increased. The same small action making Harry melt instantly. Draco knew this. Kisses to the neck was his weak spot.

They had been together for more than six years, on and off. Breaking up just before the war began.

One year after the war, Draco wandered into the midst of the Forrest nearby the Ministry. And Harry found him, on one his late night missions. He took Draco in without another word. And in a few weeks, Draco's name was cleared, found clear of all convicted charges. Thank you veritaserum. He was no longer a wanted death eater.

Harry turned around and pressed a kiss to the blonde boys soft lips. Thankful that they were together again. And thankful that he was there for him. Always.

The kiss deepened slightly, Harry growing more hungry for Draco's touch. More needy. The air seemed to change around the pair as he laced his long fingers through his partners soft, blonde hair. "P-please." Harry stuttered out.

"What is it, my love?" Draco asked softly, teasing slightly he stroked Harry's flushed cheek, already knowing what he wanted.

'Hmph-' Harry mumbled out as he pulled Draco closer and kissed him harder, with more passion. More desire and more lust.

Draco found himself straddling the other boys waist. His large hands gripping Harry's hips, he began to direct his kisses down the dark haired boys neck, nibbling and sucking on his sweet spot. Harry let out a pleasurable moan as he worked quickly to free Draco of his t-shirt, running his fingers down the boys milky white chest.

Undoing the buttons of Harry's shirt carefully, he still worked at his neck, leaving small kisses. And even some marks he'd be proud of in the morning.

"Hurry." Harry breathed out quickly, a sense of urgency in his voice.

"I don't want to ruin your best shirt, do I?" Draco purred kissing Harry's nose.

"I- I don't care. Rip it off me. Rip it." Harry sat bolt upright as he removed his glasses, throwing them carelessly to the floor. He began to kiss down Draco's chest. His tongue grazing slightly over his left nipple. That was it for the blonde boy. He ripped the shirt from Harry and their lips met again, continuing to still undress each other, their hands working fast at each other's belts.

Soon, they were both naked. Harry's finger nails digging into Draco's hips as they continue to deepen their kiss. In one swift moment, Harry was spun onto his stomach. The blonde boys arm holding him securely in place. He rubbed himself against the bed, feeling the friction he so desperately needed.

"Ah, ah, ah. Hold on, darling." Draco spoke as he slapped Harry's ass softly. Earning a moan from the other boy. He reached for his wand, gaining access to magic again once he was deemed innocent.

Harry got on his knees slightly, face still pressed again the bed. He pushed his ass up in the air, allowing Draco to glance beneath him. And he moaned, Gosh, Draco almost came undone at the sight of him. Messy dark locks of hair, flushed cheeks, lips slightly parted and his neck adorned in perfect purple marks.

Wasting no time, he pointed his wand slightly at Harry's hole and whispered 'lubricus.' Harry felt the familiar cool wetness and moaned again. He was begging for it as this point, beyond needy. Draco loved it.

He ran his fingers teasingly down Harry's back. Leaving more small kisses as he worked his way down.

"Ugh, Malfoy, stop teasing." Harry taunted, feeling smug using Draco's second name.

"Oh back to last name bases? Fine by me, Potter." Draco grunted as he swiftly stuck two fingers inside his lover and worked at a fast pace. Harry moaned loudly and snaked a hand around gripping Draco's shaft, he slid his finger teasingly across the slit gathering the pre-cum. He brought his finger to his lips and sucked graciously.

"You drive me crazy." The blonde boy moaned as he removed his fingers. Harry moaned quietly at the loss. Only to be filled back up not a moment later. Draco worked his hips fast as long screams of pleasure left both of their lips.

He slowed down slightly, flipping Harry around so he was laying on his back. "Want to see you, baby." Draco murmured as he quickened his pace yet again, capturing his boyfriend in a long, hungry kiss. He snaked a hand down and wrapped it around Harry's shaft.

Harry locked his hands behind Draco's neck and bit down in his shoulder. Draco knew he was close, so he worked both his fist and his thrusts at the same pace. Soon, Harry came undone beneath him. Hot and sweaty, his lips red raw. He thrusted slowly a few more times and came as well. Collapsing on top of his partner.

Parting from Harry slightly he grabbed his wand and accio-ed the dark haired boys glasses for him. Placing them softly on his face, leaving a small kiss on his lips. And with another swish of his wand, the mess beneath them was cleaned. And Draco wrapped his arms around Harry.

"You're going to be okay, you know? I love you." Draco spoke softly, nuzzling his face into the crook of Harry's neck.

"Mmm, I know. I love you too, baby." Harry replied sleepily.

"Fuck the Ministry." The both said in unison, slowly falling asleep in each other's embrace.