dracoharry100 | Title: Teaching Teddy, 24

Title: Teaching Teddy, 24
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: death eaters
Word count: 100x2
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: come
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. Some of it even gets said.

Continued from part 23: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/200890.html#cutid1

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Harry showed Draco how to wash dishes, clean dirty pans. They cleared the table and put everything away. They had tea and cleaned up after that, too. They chatted about Quidditch and the weather, Teddy and Quidditch, weather and the Hogwarts reconstruction. Eventually though, they ran out of chores and small talk.

“Haven’t been home in a bit,” Draco mumbled.

“Your Mum,” Harry mumbled back. Reluctant, he nonetheless stood and walked toward his Floo. Draco followed him slowly.

“You’ll come back?” Harry asked before reopening his Floo.

Draco looked up, startled, hope in his eyes. “If you want?” he asked.

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Harry looked up at Draco’s question -- eyes now open wide -- apparently caught off guard. He tipped his head, reached out, then pulled his hand back. “I was hoping, you would want to, come back?” he said, as uncertain as Draco had ever heard.

“I do,” Draco gushed, immediately longing to take the words back, feeling much too enthusiastic, too obvious.

But Harry smiled, lowered his shoulders a bit, breathed out slow. Draco found himself doing the same.

“That’s a huge fucking relief.” Harry laughed. “Er, kiss…. Kiss me goodbye?”

“Hell yes,” Draco whispered, and nearly fell into Harry’s grasping arms.

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Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/207210.html#cutid1