dracoharry100 | Teaching Teddy, 11

Title: Teaching Teddy, 11
Author:

twisted_miracle
Team: death eaters
Word count: 100x3
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: add
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!
Summary: Harry and Malfoy come up with a place where hope they can really talk comfortably: Harry's house.

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Continued from part 10: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/142035.html#cutid1

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Harry was completely unable to read the look on Draco’s face. It didn’t last, anyway.

Draco smoothed out his expression quickly, then nodded. “I’d be pleased,” he said with little inflection, and Harry felt his shoulders drop in relief.

“Good,” he said, “great,” he added, then realized he was babbling. “I’ll side-along you to a hidden spot nearby, okay?”

In response, Draco stiffly stuck out an arm. Harry looked at it, tried to think of something to say, and failed. So he grabbed Draco’s arm and side-alonged him to the filthy men’s room inside the supermarket closest to Grimmauld Place.

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“Where are we?” Draco whispered.

“In the men’s, at a Muggle grocery,” Harry answered at normal volume. “I want to buy snacks. And beer.”

Draco looked around. His eyebrows were sky high, while his arms hugged tightly round his middle. He looked even taller and thinner that way.

“It’s disgusting in here, I know,” Harry frowned. “But it’s why I can Apparate in here?” He scratched uncertainly at his hair. “No one ever uses it? Come on.” He pushed the door open. “Let’s get some crisps and stuff.”

“Add chocolate biscuits and I’m all for it,” Draco said. Harry laughed.

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It was a small grocery store, with very few customers. Usually, this bothered Harry, as it indicated the place was understocked, poorly cleaned, and might not last. But today he could not have been more grateful. Malfoy was completely unnerved and out of place. His fashionable wizard robes could not have looked weirder, and his spooked manner and intimidated whispers only added to the picture of a man who simply did not belong.

Harry bought a bag full of junk food and a twelve pack of Stella and they skedaddled off to Grimmauld Place on foot as quickly as possible.

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Part 12: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/147905.html#cutid1