The Potions Man and the Buyer, Part 53
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dracoharry100Title: The Potions Man and the Buyer, Part 53
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: death eaters
Word count: 100x5
Rating for this post: PG
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: mess
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 52: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/163037.html#cutid1
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Draco sat, tall on a beautiful chair, in a ray of warm sunlight. He carefully placed his hands in his lap. He would not wring them now.
“So,” he began, “I am frightened. I do not want to say no to him, to this; but I worry Harry is wrong, that his plan will engender a destructive mess. I fear I will… lose him. Worse, I fear I will not only lose Harry, but everything I have gained for us since the acquittal.”
“And that is?” Mother nodded as Frulie brought the tea.
“The blessing of invisibility.” Draco sighed quietly.
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Mother moved to rebut Draco almost immediately -- he knew that face -- but instead she closed her mouth.
Draco took his tea, easily patient. He was glad not to hear the same arguments that had not convinced him before.
Mother took her own tea before patting Draco’s hand and trying again.
“I understand how hard you have worked for our current ‘invisibility.’ I know how much you value it. But there comes a time to take a risk. The fear you feel? That you will lose Harry? That fear means he is worth this risk. That fear means this is real.”
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Mother smiled absently for another long moment. She looked… melancholy.
Draco waited.
“You wanted to know what love feels like,” she finally began again. “This. New love feels like what you are feeling, right now. This grand, glorious mess of fear and hope. Your need for him to be safe, for him to care for you, for him to be nearby. New love is your eagerness, nervousness, longing, trust and confusion, all wrapped up together.
“You are in love, Draco. I am certain. What’s more, I can see in his eyes, and his hands, and his smile, Harry loves you.”
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“I see his love in the way he doesn’t Apparate home until he sees you wave goodbye to him from inside our home.
“I see his love in the way he treats you to lavish experiences and never asks you to feel guilt or obligation in return.
“I see his love in the way he looks happy when you appear, and happier still when you see him, smile at him, touch his hands.
“You asked me, is this real love? I say, with all my motherly love for you: This is real love. Harry loves you, and you love him.
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“I know this is unnerving. But you understand there is no promise of perfection or safety. Not for hearts or futures in this strange, sometimes messy world.
“But yes, Draco. It is real love, and it is time for you to step from the shadows and take Harry’s hand.”
Draco let the last of his mother’s words wash over him. He gripped her hand in his own and sat, still and silent, for a long moment. Then he squeezed her hand and looked her in the eye. “Thank you,” he said, and stood. “I have a Floo call to make.”
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Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/191321.html#cutid1
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: death eaters
Word count: 100x5
Rating for this post: PG
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: mess
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 52: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/163037.html#cutid1
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Draco sat, tall on a beautiful chair, in a ray of warm sunlight. He carefully placed his hands in his lap. He would not wring them now.
“So,” he began, “I am frightened. I do not want to say no to him, to this; but I worry Harry is wrong, that his plan will engender a destructive mess. I fear I will… lose him. Worse, I fear I will not only lose Harry, but everything I have gained for us since the acquittal.”
“And that is?” Mother nodded as Frulie brought the tea.
“The blessing of invisibility.” Draco sighed quietly.
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Mother moved to rebut Draco almost immediately -- he knew that face -- but instead she closed her mouth.
Draco took his tea, easily patient. He was glad not to hear the same arguments that had not convinced him before.
Mother took her own tea before patting Draco’s hand and trying again.
“I understand how hard you have worked for our current ‘invisibility.’ I know how much you value it. But there comes a time to take a risk. The fear you feel? That you will lose Harry? That fear means he is worth this risk. That fear means this is real.”
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Mother smiled absently for another long moment. She looked… melancholy.
Draco waited.
“You wanted to know what love feels like,” she finally began again. “This. New love feels like what you are feeling, right now. This grand, glorious mess of fear and hope. Your need for him to be safe, for him to care for you, for him to be nearby. New love is your eagerness, nervousness, longing, trust and confusion, all wrapped up together.
“You are in love, Draco. I am certain. What’s more, I can see in his eyes, and his hands, and his smile, Harry loves you.”
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“I see his love in the way he doesn’t Apparate home until he sees you wave goodbye to him from inside our home.
“I see his love in the way he treats you to lavish experiences and never asks you to feel guilt or obligation in return.
“I see his love in the way he looks happy when you appear, and happier still when you see him, smile at him, touch his hands.
“You asked me, is this real love? I say, with all my motherly love for you: This is real love. Harry loves you, and you love him.
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“I know this is unnerving. But you understand there is no promise of perfection or safety. Not for hearts or futures in this strange, sometimes messy world.
“But yes, Draco. It is real love, and it is time for you to step from the shadows and take Harry’s hand.”
Draco let the last of his mother’s words wash over him. He gripped her hand in his own and sat, still and silent, for a long moment. Then he squeezed her hand and looked her in the eye. “Thank you,” he said, and stood. “I have a Floo call to make.”
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Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/191321.html#cutid1
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Date: 2018-01-30 05:39 am (UTC)I love this!