dracoharry100 | Harry Potter, Wardsmith. Part 42

Title: Harry Potter, Wardsmith. Part 42.
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x3
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: news
Rating for this post: Rated PG
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: Their talking continues. Do they have resolution?

Part one: http://dracoharry100.livejournal.com/1154283.html
Part 41: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/199918.html#cutid1

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First, mindful that Draco had asked before and he’d not followed up, Harry firecalled Granger and mentioned the house-elves and Healer as a potential lead in her case against Rosscot.

“Great news,” Granger said, sounding dour and intense.

Draco was reassured all over again that his mother’s attacker would surely be incarcerated for the maximum sentence, if Hermione Granger had anything to say about it.

Once Harry pulled his head from the fire, he had Draco brew a large pot of Assam and toast a stack of rye. Meanwhile, Harry scrambled five enormous eggs with chopped spinach and grated cheddar.

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Draco tried not to get sentimental about sharing Harry’s kitchen, but they worked well together. Soon they were seated at Harry’s little kitchen nook.

“Merlin,” Draco said, tasting his breakfast. “This is fantastic.”

Harry grinned at him. “Not your usual?” he finally asked, as he watched Draco devour his cooking.

“No,” Draco said. “But I will definitely be asking Vissy for exactly this dish.”

“Glad you like it,” Harry said, crunching through toast covered with eggs. “But how do you want to approach your mother with our news?”

“You don’t pussyfoot around, do you?” Draco sighed. “Well, we shouldn’t, either.”

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“Sounds good,” Harry agreed. He poured himself more tea. “So we’ll head over there after breakfast to tell her we’re dating?"

Draco thought his eyes might bug out of his head, but he controlled himself, took a breath, and thought. Then, feeling braver, he nodded.

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“Mother?” Draco entered the Manor, Harry right beside him holding his hand. “Mother? Are you in?”

Draco and Harry strode into the main drawing room, where they found Vissy waiting.

“Mistress is being in the conservatory,” Vissy offered.

“Please tell her we would like to speak with her,” Draco said formally. “We have wonderful news.”

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Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/203227.html#cutid1