Title: Teaching Teddy, 25
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dracoharry100Title: Teaching Teddy, 25
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: death eaters
Word count: 100x3
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: help
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: Draco is hoping Mum can help with the panic attack he might be having over Harry.
Continued from part 24: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/204414.html#cutid1
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After a kiss goodbye Draco expected would be imprinted on his nervous system for days, Draco almost fell through the Floo, back home.
Staring blankly at pale green walls, Draco tried to remember why he was there.
Mother. He needed to find Mum. She was probably worried.
“Bisky?” Draco called, and his house-elf appeared. Bisky helped him find Mother in the sunroom. She seemed pleased to see him, asking if he had enjoyed visiting Harry.
Draco felt as if his face had caught fire.
Mum politely ignored his blush.
“Yes,” he said, fighting an urge to flee. He sat, instead.
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Draco looked at his mother. She, for her part, simply returned to her tatting.
Feeling like his skin was on fire, like his organs were on ice, like his heart was winning a race with the Hogwarts Express, Draco sat in silence, watching Mother make lace.
How did she not see his distress? How was she not… alarmed?
But there she sat. She raised her head, finally, but merely smiled at him.
“Mummy, I need help,” he finally whispered. “I have no idea what to do. Honestly, I hardly know what to think. Harry… kissed me. I kissed him back.”
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Mum looked up, kindness and warmth in her eyes. She took his icy hand.
“That’s lovely,” she murmured. “I’m pleased you’ve begun a romance. Why do you need help, my darling?”
Fretting, Draco thought of what he wasn’t telling Mother. He could hardly think of Harry without blushing. Telling Mother everything was too embarrassing!
But then he reflected on her words. Maybe… maybe she didn’t need to know about their… other actions. They were all encompassed by her statement, after all, were they not?
“I’m just overwhelmed,” he finally said.
“That’s normal,” she said, and a weight left his spine.
t-T-t-T-t-T-t-T-t
Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/213429.html#cutid1
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: death eaters
Word count: 100x3
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: help
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: Draco is hoping Mum can help with the panic attack he might be having over Harry.
Continued from part 24: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/204414.html#cutid1
After a kiss goodbye Draco expected would be imprinted on his nervous system for days, Draco almost fell through the Floo, back home.
Staring blankly at pale green walls, Draco tried to remember why he was there.
Mother. He needed to find Mum. She was probably worried.
“Bisky?” Draco called, and his house-elf appeared. Bisky helped him find Mother in the sunroom. She seemed pleased to see him, asking if he had enjoyed visiting Harry.
Draco felt as if his face had caught fire.
Mum politely ignored his blush.
“Yes,” he said, fighting an urge to flee. He sat, instead.
Draco looked at his mother. She, for her part, simply returned to her tatting.
Feeling like his skin was on fire, like his organs were on ice, like his heart was winning a race with the Hogwarts Express, Draco sat in silence, watching Mother make lace.
How did she not see his distress? How was she not… alarmed?
But there she sat. She raised her head, finally, but merely smiled at him.
“Mummy, I need help,” he finally whispered. “I have no idea what to do. Honestly, I hardly know what to think. Harry… kissed me. I kissed him back.”
Mum looked up, kindness and warmth in her eyes. She took his icy hand.
“That’s lovely,” she murmured. “I’m pleased you’ve begun a romance. Why do you need help, my darling?”
Fretting, Draco thought of what he wasn’t telling Mother. He could hardly think of Harry without blushing. Telling Mother everything was too embarrassing!
But then he reflected on her words. Maybe… maybe she didn’t need to know about their… other actions. They were all encompassed by her statement, after all, were they not?
“I’m just overwhelmed,” he finally said.
“That’s normal,” she said, and a weight left his spine.
Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/213429.html#cutid1
