The Potions Man and the Buyer, Part 51
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dracoharry100Title: The Potions Man and the Buyer, Part 51
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: death eaters
Word count: 100x3
Rating for this post: PG-13
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: trouble
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: Comments are love!
Continued from part 50: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/157480.html#cutid1
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Harry checked that the dishes were indeed clean and put away and the kitchen spotless. Draco checked that their bed was stripped, every book and pillow put away, all the garbage vanished. He went to check that the windows had all been closed and fastened, but found Harry had just checked the last one.
“No trouble,” Harry said. “I think the tent’s ready. We should take it down.”
Soon they were sitting on the sand, waiting as their portkey counted down.
“You think it will only take a few months?” Draco finally asked.
“Um, maybe? How long would you predict?”
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“I fear that is overly optimistic,” Draco mused, twirling fingers in the sand. “And yet, it isn’t as though I have similar situations I can compare it to.”
“I don’t have direct comparisons either,” Harry agreed. “But I’ve years of dealing with this crap under my belt, and my instinct says it’s a good plan, and we should try it.”
Draco looked into Harry’s eyes. He knew he should just trust, but he couldn’t help but fret. “I feel like… I’m causing too much trouble,” he whispered.
Harry tried to reassure, but Draco stopped him. “Let me explain,” he said.
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Draco checked the portkey timer, sitting between them in the sand. They had six minutes. Taking a deep breath, he opened his heart. “I know you walked into this relationship with open eyes. I also know our lives are complex. Things change, and you Sir,” he teased, “are a Gryffindor throughout. I don’t ever want you to feel I’ve become more trouble than I’m worth, but you nonetheless feel stuck with me via some… unspoken promise.”
“Didn’t I ever tell you the Sorting Hat wanted to put me in Slytherin?”
“Pfft,” Draco scoffed. “I always knew that hat was dumb.”
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Part 52: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/163037.html#cutid1
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: death eaters
Word count: 100x3
Rating for this post: PG-13
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: trouble
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: Comments are love!
Continued from part 50: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/157480.html#cutid1
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Harry checked that the dishes were indeed clean and put away and the kitchen spotless. Draco checked that their bed was stripped, every book and pillow put away, all the garbage vanished. He went to check that the windows had all been closed and fastened, but found Harry had just checked the last one.
“No trouble,” Harry said. “I think the tent’s ready. We should take it down.”
Soon they were sitting on the sand, waiting as their portkey counted down.
“You think it will only take a few months?” Draco finally asked.
“Um, maybe? How long would you predict?”
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“I fear that is overly optimistic,” Draco mused, twirling fingers in the sand. “And yet, it isn’t as though I have similar situations I can compare it to.”
“I don’t have direct comparisons either,” Harry agreed. “But I’ve years of dealing with this crap under my belt, and my instinct says it’s a good plan, and we should try it.”
Draco looked into Harry’s eyes. He knew he should just trust, but he couldn’t help but fret. “I feel like… I’m causing too much trouble,” he whispered.
Harry tried to reassure, but Draco stopped him. “Let me explain,” he said.
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Draco checked the portkey timer, sitting between them in the sand. They had six minutes. Taking a deep breath, he opened his heart. “I know you walked into this relationship with open eyes. I also know our lives are complex. Things change, and you Sir,” he teased, “are a Gryffindor throughout. I don’t ever want you to feel I’ve become more trouble than I’m worth, but you nonetheless feel stuck with me via some… unspoken promise.”
“Didn’t I ever tell you the Sorting Hat wanted to put me in Slytherin?”
“Pfft,” Draco scoffed. “I always knew that hat was dumb.”
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Part 52: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/163037.html#cutid1
