dracoharry100 | Slithering, a sequel. Part 10

Title: Slithering, a sequel (10)
Author:

twisted_miracle
Team: death eaters
Word count: 100x3
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Rating: R
Challenge: #477: Early
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, they belong to the clever Scottish lady. I just bend them and love them. Please don't smack me for playing. It isn't like I am going to earn any money from this!

Author's Note: This is a sequel to "Slither In," which starts here: http://dracoharry100.livejournal.com/286839.html
and ends here: http://dracoharry100.livejournal.com/460335.html

Sequel "Slithering"
part 1: http://dracoharry100.livejournal.com/1207586.html
part 9: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/110183.html

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Harry had been quite proud of his dramatic library exit. He felt he’d managed to imply he’d moved so far beyond wanting Malfoy they might as well be on different continents. His robes and wandwork had looked fabulous, too. Harry had checked in his Pensieve.

And it seemed to work. A few days went by without any annoying Malfoy nonsense. Harry continued his surreptitious but technically acceptable Pensieve wanks every night, and tried to look haughty every morning when he entered places where Malfoy might be looking at him.

Until early Saturday when an owl awakened him, pecking his window.

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Malfoy’s owl was handsome and large. A strong flyer, he hovered at Harry’s window for a long moment while Harry woke up, figured out what noise woke him so damn early (Wha? an owl?), and blearily pulled on a dressing gown before opening the window. It waited patiently while Harry fumbled the rolled letter off its leg. It didn’t nip Harry’s fingers or beg for a snack.

But Malfoy’s owl was pathetic. The parchment was smudged, the handwriting messy, and the missive itself pathetic. Harry read it once, then had to sit to read it again, slowly, just to believe.

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Potter. Harry. I know it’s far too early on a Saturday morning, but please hear me out. I was a total arse – in bed and out. I know that now. I’m also very sorry. I treated you like you didn’t matter and I was the only one who was important. I shouldn’t treat anyone like that, but it amazed me when I figured it out (over whiskey with Pansy) that the person I treated like a nobody was the biggest somebody in the whole school.

I’m at your door. Please, let me in. I promise to be what you want.

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Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/114137.html