The Potions Man and the Buyer, Part 37
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dracoharry100Title: The Potions Man and the Buyer, Part 37
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: death eaters
Word count: 100x2
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: drink
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!
Continued from part 36: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/128926.html#cutid1
or catch up with the entire piece at http://archive.skyehawke.com/story.php?no=15290&chapter=39
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Draco realized he hadn’t drunk enough caffeine yesterday when he woke in Harry’s bed at nearly 4am. He’d seriously overslept.
Sighing, Draco kissed Harry and, pointing a gentle Lumos away from his boyfriend’s face, dressed quickly. He would need to Apparate directly into his bedroom at home if he had the slightest chance of keeping this indiscretion from Mother.
“Gotta go?” Harry asked, bleary.
Nodding, not bothering to hide his disappointment (sleeping next to Harry was surprisingly lovely), Draco raised his wand and took a moment to hope he could avoid Mother’s look. Then, twisting into Apparition, he landed home.
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His bedroom was dark, quiet and oddly cold. Feeling a fool for missing Harry already, Draco undressed once more and climbed into his big empty bed.
Frulie woke Draco at 8:15, and he dressed for a day of brewing in his tidy home laboratory. Mother awaited him at the breakfast table. He raised the stasis charms from his eggs and pumpkin juice, prompting Mother to lower her newspaper.
“Drink your pumpkin juice,” she scolded. “It’s full of vitamins.”
Somewhat relieved, Draco obeyed.
“And tell me where you were until 4am,” Mother finished, and Draco’s juice went down the wrong pipe.
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Part 38: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/132455.html#cutid1
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: death eaters
Word count: 100x2
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: drink
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!
Continued from part 36: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/128926.html#cutid1
or catch up with the entire piece at http://archive.skyehawke.com/story.php?no=15290&chapter=39
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Draco realized he hadn’t drunk enough caffeine yesterday when he woke in Harry’s bed at nearly 4am. He’d seriously overslept.
Sighing, Draco kissed Harry and, pointing a gentle Lumos away from his boyfriend’s face, dressed quickly. He would need to Apparate directly into his bedroom at home if he had the slightest chance of keeping this indiscretion from Mother.
“Gotta go?” Harry asked, bleary.
Nodding, not bothering to hide his disappointment (sleeping next to Harry was surprisingly lovely), Draco raised his wand and took a moment to hope he could avoid Mother’s look. Then, twisting into Apparition, he landed home.
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His bedroom was dark, quiet and oddly cold. Feeling a fool for missing Harry already, Draco undressed once more and climbed into his big empty bed.
Frulie woke Draco at 8:15, and he dressed for a day of brewing in his tidy home laboratory. Mother awaited him at the breakfast table. He raised the stasis charms from his eggs and pumpkin juice, prompting Mother to lower her newspaper.
“Drink your pumpkin juice,” she scolded. “It’s full of vitamins.”
Somewhat relieved, Draco obeyed.
“And tell me where you were until 4am,” Mother finished, and Draco’s juice went down the wrong pipe.
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Part 38: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/132455.html#cutid1
