Harry Potter, Wardsmith. Part 43
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dracoharry100Title: Harry Potter, Wardsmith. Part 43.
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x3
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: know
Rating for this post: Rated PG-13
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: Narcissa is going to be informed. Whether she likes it or not.
Part one: http://dracoharry100.livejournal.com/1154283.html
Part 42: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/202187.html#cutid1
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When Vissy vanished, Draco took one decisive step towards the conservatory, then stopped. He felt Harry’s hands perch softly on his shoulderblades.
“Draco?” Harry asked.
Draco swung around. “How do I look?” He made a soft noise of frustration. “I mean,” he tried, “what emotion am I wearing? What will she think when she sees my face?”
Harry stepped back to gaze gently at Draco. “You look determined.”
“Unacceptable,” Draco sighed. Then he crooked his mouth up into a half smile. “But I think I know how to fix it,” he said, and pushed Harry up against the closest wall.
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Putting a hand in Harry’s wild hair and another on Harry’s slim waist, Draco found Harry’s mouth. He nipped at Harry’s lower lip, and when Harry opened to him, Draco rolled his crotch into Harry’s and attacked Harry’s mouth with vigour.
They lost themselves in one another, kissing like lovers. Like they were alone. Like they were heading for bed.
“Great,” Harry panted. “Now I’m hard as a rock.”
“I know,” Draco said, nuzzling his neck. “I am too. But I bet we both look pretty fucking happy.”
“Don’t… say fucking,” Harry whined quietly. “I’ve gotta talk with your mother.”
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They arrived in the conservatory fifteen minutes after arriving at the Manor, holding hands, grinning, flushed, and laughing quietly.
Harry’s hair was only marginally more out of control than usual, while Draco’s was newly perfect. Their rampant erections had been hidden with Draco’s clever charmwork.
They looked, Draco knew from checking the mirror, like exactly what they were: a new couple. Wrapped up in one another, infatuated, captivated, a new and exciting island: inhabitants, only two.
“How is this good news?” Narcissa demanded, ice permeating every syllable.
“It is wonderful news,” Draco said with equal ice, “because I am happy.”
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Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/204781.html#cutid1
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x3
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: know
Rating for this post: Rated PG-13
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: Narcissa is going to be informed. Whether she likes it or not.
Part one: http://dracoharry100.livejournal.com/1154283.html
Part 42: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/202187.html#cutid1
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When Vissy vanished, Draco took one decisive step towards the conservatory, then stopped. He felt Harry’s hands perch softly on his shoulderblades.
“Draco?” Harry asked.
Draco swung around. “How do I look?” He made a soft noise of frustration. “I mean,” he tried, “what emotion am I wearing? What will she think when she sees my face?”
Harry stepped back to gaze gently at Draco. “You look determined.”
“Unacceptable,” Draco sighed. Then he crooked his mouth up into a half smile. “But I think I know how to fix it,” he said, and pushed Harry up against the closest wall.
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Putting a hand in Harry’s wild hair and another on Harry’s slim waist, Draco found Harry’s mouth. He nipped at Harry’s lower lip, and when Harry opened to him, Draco rolled his crotch into Harry’s and attacked Harry’s mouth with vigour.
They lost themselves in one another, kissing like lovers. Like they were alone. Like they were heading for bed.
“Great,” Harry panted. “Now I’m hard as a rock.”
“I know,” Draco said, nuzzling his neck. “I am too. But I bet we both look pretty fucking happy.”
“Don’t… say fucking,” Harry whined quietly. “I’ve gotta talk with your mother.”
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They arrived in the conservatory fifteen minutes after arriving at the Manor, holding hands, grinning, flushed, and laughing quietly.
Harry’s hair was only marginally more out of control than usual, while Draco’s was newly perfect. Their rampant erections had been hidden with Draco’s clever charmwork.
They looked, Draco knew from checking the mirror, like exactly what they were: a new couple. Wrapped up in one another, infatuated, captivated, a new and exciting island: inhabitants, only two.
“How is this good news?” Narcissa demanded, ice permeating every syllable.
“It is wonderful news,” Draco said with equal ice, “because I am happy.”
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Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/204781.html#cutid1
