Teaching Teddy, 21
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dracoharry100Title: Teaching Teddy, 21
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: death eaters
Word count: 100x2
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: trophy
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!
Summary: Like, they really need to eat, y'all.
Continued from part 20: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/192727.html#cutid1
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“You wanted dinner to be romantic?” Draco said, very quiet.
Harry felt his face heat, but tried for honesty. “I liked the kissing. The cuddling. I like how you are with Teddy. Andromeda. Me. I….” Harry took a deep breath and reached out, blind. He found Draco’s hand and grabbed it.
Draco let him.
“If there’s anything I hate more than Rita Skeeter,” Harry told the table, no longer even able to look Draco in the nose, “it’s feeling like some cute bloke’s trophy. Can’t imagine you’d ever make me feel like that.”
Draco’s laugh barked out. “No,” he agreed.
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Draco squeezed Harry’s hand, but Harry didn’t let go. “You must…” Draco began.
Harry tried to be patient.
“Need more than that?” Draco waited but Harry couldn’t speak. “Surely?” Draco tried again.
This time, Harry squeezed.
“You’re the hero,” Draco said.
Harry gritted his teeth but Draco didn’t ask. They sat, silent, uncomfortable, not quite looking at each other, until the timer binged and Harry jumped to check the spaghetti. “A little stuck together,” he sighed. “But edible enough.”
Harry poured the noodles into a big metal colander. Water splashed through, into the sink. Draco stared like it was magic.
t-T-t-T-t-T-t-T-t
Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/196712.html#cutid1
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: death eaters
Word count: 100x2
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: trophy
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!
Summary: Like, they really need to eat, y'all.
Continued from part 20: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/192727.html#cutid1
“You wanted dinner to be romantic?” Draco said, very quiet.
Harry felt his face heat, but tried for honesty. “I liked the kissing. The cuddling. I like how you are with Teddy. Andromeda. Me. I….” Harry took a deep breath and reached out, blind. He found Draco’s hand and grabbed it.
Draco let him.
“If there’s anything I hate more than Rita Skeeter,” Harry told the table, no longer even able to look Draco in the nose, “it’s feeling like some cute bloke’s trophy. Can’t imagine you’d ever make me feel like that.”
Draco’s laugh barked out. “No,” he agreed.
Draco squeezed Harry’s hand, but Harry didn’t let go. “You must…” Draco began.
Harry tried to be patient.
“Need more than that?” Draco waited but Harry couldn’t speak. “Surely?” Draco tried again.
This time, Harry squeezed.
“You’re the hero,” Draco said.
Harry gritted his teeth but Draco didn’t ask. They sat, silent, uncomfortable, not quite looking at each other, until the timer binged and Harry jumped to check the spaghetti. “A little stuck together,” he sighed. “But edible enough.”
Harry poured the noodles into a big metal colander. Water splashed through, into the sink. Draco stared like it was magic.
Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/196712.html#cutid1
