Title: Teaching Teddy, 23
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dracoharry100Title: Teaching Teddy, 23
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: death eaters
Word count: 100x2
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: scared
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: They are trying to have an important conversation, I swear. They really are trying.
Continued from part 22: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/196712.html#cutid1
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Finally Draco spoke. “That really happened?”
“Yeah.”
Draco blanched and stared at the table. “I had convinced myself that... was not real,” he eventually said into the silence.
“Er,” Harry said, “I’m glad you did. Gave me courage.”
“Is that what we call stiffies these days?” Draco giggled. He looked up through his lashes.
Harry knew his blush was bright and obvious, but he didn’t know how to hide it. Wasn’t sure if he even should.
“Does that mean…” Draco didn’t finish his sentence.
Harry ate another bite of spaghetti, waiting.
“You couldn’t be…” Draco tried. “Scared?” he finally managed.
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“Is that so hard to believe?” Harry asked his spaghetti. He couldn’t look Draco in the eye right now. “With our history?”
“Oh,” Draco said.
Harry peeked at him. Draco, too, was staring deeply into his dinner.
“I, well.” Draco shuffled around in his chair. “That does….”
Neither spoke for a long, heavy moment. But there was only so much spaghetti, and soon they were done eating.
Draco looked blankly at his emptied plate. “I have no idea what to do with my dirty plate and fork,” he eventually admitted. Harry giggled at him.
“Sink,” he said. “I’ll show you.”
t-T-t-T-t-T-t-T-t
Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/204414.html#cutid1
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: death eaters
Word count: 100x2
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: scared
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: They are trying to have an important conversation, I swear. They really are trying.
Continued from part 22: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/196712.html#cutid1
Finally Draco spoke. “That really happened?”
“Yeah.”
Draco blanched and stared at the table. “I had convinced myself that... was not real,” he eventually said into the silence.
“Er,” Harry said, “I’m glad you did. Gave me courage.”
“Is that what we call stiffies these days?” Draco giggled. He looked up through his lashes.
Harry knew his blush was bright and obvious, but he didn’t know how to hide it. Wasn’t sure if he even should.
“Does that mean…” Draco didn’t finish his sentence.
Harry ate another bite of spaghetti, waiting.
“You couldn’t be…” Draco tried. “Scared?” he finally managed.
“Is that so hard to believe?” Harry asked his spaghetti. He couldn’t look Draco in the eye right now. “With our history?”
“Oh,” Draco said.
Harry peeked at him. Draco, too, was staring deeply into his dinner.
“I, well.” Draco shuffled around in his chair. “That does….”
Neither spoke for a long, heavy moment. But there was only so much spaghetti, and soon they were done eating.
Draco looked blankly at his emptied plate. “I have no idea what to do with my dirty plate and fork,” he eventually admitted. Harry giggled at him.
“Sink,” he said. “I’ll show you.”
Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/204414.html#cutid1
