At the gym, part 13

[twisted_miracle]

Title: At the gym, 13
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: death eaters
Word count: 100x3
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG-13
Challenge: square
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!

Part one: http://dracoharry100.livejournal.com/1217516.html

Part 12: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/133375.html#cutid1



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“Ridiculous,” Draco snapped. “I’m no house-elf. Owl the damn thing.” He dropped his menu, touched the square edge of the wine list. He knew Potter was flirting. Wine? But… no. He wasn’t ready.

“Well,” he said, “lovely as this has been, I’d much rather leave work to daylight hours. Good evening, Potter.” He stood and looked down, perversely pleased to see some dismay on Potter’s face.

“Owl Chris quickly so she can set up that damn appointment. You make my assistant nervous. Which I do not appreciate.” Draco moved to leave.

“Wait!” Potter reached for Draco’s sleeve.

“No.” Draco Apparated.

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Draco paced a large square around the edge of his London garden. It was still a perfect evening.

Had he just erred enormously, or dodged a truly destructive hex? He couldn’t decide.

Theo had said they weren’t kids anymore. Pointed out Potter’s fame, wealth, good connections; that he’s even from a good family on his father’s side. Theo had accused Draco of being unable to put the past aside.

Theo, Draco decided, was correct. Potter was rich, socially and politically well-connected, and high-born. He was also really fucking hot, something Draco could finally admit – if only inside his own brain.

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Kicking at a square paver, Draco sighed. Then paused. He’d never paid for his scotch. He’d just… left. He felt so lost he’d stuck Potter with his bill by apparating off in a huff like a petulant teenager.

Well this, at least, he could fix. Potter would have left by now, but Draco would pay his own damn bill and the hotel could send Potter notice of a credit on his account.

Apparating just inside the lobby, Draco strode back to the bar. Seeing a house-elf, Draco reached for his wallet, but paused, startled by a touch to his shoulder.

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Part 14: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/140163.html#cutid1

Comments

[enchanted_jae]

Dumb ass.

*shakes head*

[twisted_miracle]

He is merely CONFLICTED, not a dumb ass. He can't handle the truth! Which is that he really wants Harry in his pants and maybe his heart and he did NOT say that shut up stupid Muggle writer bitch!

[twisted_miracle]

uh oh. looks like i royally pissed off Draco!

[lyonessheart]

Oh poor conflicted Draco. I understand that he cannot just put the past behind. Even though Harry wants the investments handled by him, he has not out and about said - look, we had problems in the past, but I would like to get to know you as the man you are now. (Or have I overread that somewhere?) and mixing business with pleasure is not professional when you are talking these sums, so what will it be? Dating or financial advice. Harry should be upfront with Draco, otherwise the paranoid Slytherin will continue to evade the situation as much as he can.

[twisted_miracle]

Yeah, he wants in Harry's pants, but the very idea also freaks him right the fuck out. He's a bit of a mess right now!

[entropy12]

😐😑😕😮

[twisted_miracle]

You look unhappy now!