The Potions Man and the Buyer, Part 62
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dracoharry100Title: The Potions Man and the Buyer, Part 62
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: death eaters
Word count: six drabbles total, three that fulfill the prompt. Also used old prompts "reveal," "godfather," and "walk."
Rating for this post: PG-13 for language
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: ahead
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!
Continued from part 61: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/208211.html#cutid1
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“Thank you for agreeing to this interview!”
“You’re welcome, Chiara. I felt it was time to finally get out ahead of this story. Since I revealed that I have a wonderful new boyfriend, the demands for access to my intimate thoughts and private experiences have been overwhelming. My sweetheart and I thought an interview with a publication with a stellar reputation, like yours, would help us regain some control over our lives.”
“Witch Weekly is honoured, Mr Potter, I assure you.” Chiara smiled and Harry tried to relax. He’d called them himself. This was all part of his larger plan.
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“Without revealing anything you don’t wish to share, what can you tell me about what life is like for you, now you are so happily coupled?”
“What I really want people to know, Chiara, is how happy he and I are. Before he and I connected romantically, my life was honestly pretty great. I don’t think it would be possible for me to love any job more than I love working with George Weasley at Wheezes. Bringing levity and fun into the world is exactly what I needed after….”
“Your unusual childhood?”
Harry laughs out loud, then smiles warmly. “Exactly.”
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“I’ve a wonderful home, a gift from my late godfather. I’ve some of the funniest, kindest, most loving friends in the world. George’s family has completely adopted me, and my godson’s mother, Andromeda Tonks, allows me to spend hours every week with my godson. I’ve been blessed, Chiara. I feel incredibly lucky to have this life.”
“So you weren’t lonely?”
“I…” Mr Potter looks wistful for a moment, choosing words thoughtfully.
“It’s not that I didn’t want a sweetheart. But I didn’t need one to be happy. And then….”
“Him?”
“Yes. Him.”
Harry Potter’s blushing smile lights up the room.
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“Mirchelle! Did you read the Harry Potter interview yet?”
“Pfft, like I’d miss it, Peony! I was at the newsstand before they arrived!”
“Me, too!”
“I had no intentions of trusting that issue to owl delivery. I think I saw you at the newsstand that morning, actually! Five or six people ahead of me in the queue!”
Peony laughed. “Could’ve been, luv! I’d’ve missed a hippogryph stomping my left foot that morning! I wasn’t good for nothing until I’d read the whole thing through about four times!”
Mirchelle sighed happily. “Isn’t it just the most romantic thing ever?”
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“It’s lovely to see you, Bertha.”
“Thank you for inviting me, Hilda. I can’t remember when we last lunched.”
“Bertha, at our age, I’m lucky to remember anything.” They laughed as the waiter refilled their teapot.
“Been keeping ahead with celebrity gossip, though?”
“You know it. I’ve read that Potter interview a dozen times. I can’t get enough of that sweet boy!”
“It’s criminal how the papers hound him. I like to keep to the things he agrees to, myself. Feels more civilized.”
“Certainly. I hope when he marries that nice boy they’ll willingly release some photos, don’t you?”
“Quite!”
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“Tarka! S’that Potter?”
“Merlin’s arse, Enzo! Yeah! But who’s the bird?”
“Shitballs, that’s Narcissa fuckin’ Malfoy. What the fuck?”
“I thought Potter said in all those interviews n’shit his new fuckbuddy’s a bloke.”
Enzo glared at Tarka. “Fuckbuddy? S’that right?”
Tarka blushed. “You know what I mean. Fine. Boyfriend.”
“Damn right,” Enzo said firmly. Then his face crinkled in confusion. “Don’t that seem strange to you, though? Harry Potter and her walking down Diagon?”
They watched them walk away, heads together, Mrs Malfoy leaning lightly on Harry Potter’s arm.
“Fuck if I know,” Tarka admitted. “But she sure is pretty.”
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Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/217694.html#cutid1
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: death eaters
Word count: six drabbles total, three that fulfill the prompt. Also used old prompts "reveal," "godfather," and "walk."
Rating for this post: PG-13 for language
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: ahead
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!
Continued from part 61: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/208211.html#cutid1
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“Thank you for agreeing to this interview!”
“You’re welcome, Chiara. I felt it was time to finally get out ahead of this story. Since I revealed that I have a wonderful new boyfriend, the demands for access to my intimate thoughts and private experiences have been overwhelming. My sweetheart and I thought an interview with a publication with a stellar reputation, like yours, would help us regain some control over our lives.”
“Witch Weekly is honoured, Mr Potter, I assure you.” Chiara smiled and Harry tried to relax. He’d called them himself. This was all part of his larger plan.
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“Without revealing anything you don’t wish to share, what can you tell me about what life is like for you, now you are so happily coupled?”
“What I really want people to know, Chiara, is how happy he and I are. Before he and I connected romantically, my life was honestly pretty great. I don’t think it would be possible for me to love any job more than I love working with George Weasley at Wheezes. Bringing levity and fun into the world is exactly what I needed after….”
“Your unusual childhood?”
Harry laughs out loud, then smiles warmly. “Exactly.”
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“I’ve a wonderful home, a gift from my late godfather. I’ve some of the funniest, kindest, most loving friends in the world. George’s family has completely adopted me, and my godson’s mother, Andromeda Tonks, allows me to spend hours every week with my godson. I’ve been blessed, Chiara. I feel incredibly lucky to have this life.”
“So you weren’t lonely?”
“I…” Mr Potter looks wistful for a moment, choosing words thoughtfully.
“It’s not that I didn’t want a sweetheart. But I didn’t need one to be happy. And then….”
“Him?”
“Yes. Him.”
Harry Potter’s blushing smile lights up the room.
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“Mirchelle! Did you read the Harry Potter interview yet?”
“Pfft, like I’d miss it, Peony! I was at the newsstand before they arrived!”
“Me, too!”
“I had no intentions of trusting that issue to owl delivery. I think I saw you at the newsstand that morning, actually! Five or six people ahead of me in the queue!”
Peony laughed. “Could’ve been, luv! I’d’ve missed a hippogryph stomping my left foot that morning! I wasn’t good for nothing until I’d read the whole thing through about four times!”
Mirchelle sighed happily. “Isn’t it just the most romantic thing ever?”
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“It’s lovely to see you, Bertha.”
“Thank you for inviting me, Hilda. I can’t remember when we last lunched.”
“Bertha, at our age, I’m lucky to remember anything.” They laughed as the waiter refilled their teapot.
“Been keeping ahead with celebrity gossip, though?”
“You know it. I’ve read that Potter interview a dozen times. I can’t get enough of that sweet boy!”
“It’s criminal how the papers hound him. I like to keep to the things he agrees to, myself. Feels more civilized.”
“Certainly. I hope when he marries that nice boy they’ll willingly release some photos, don’t you?”
“Quite!”
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“Tarka! S’that Potter?”
“Merlin’s arse, Enzo! Yeah! But who’s the bird?”
“Shitballs, that’s Narcissa fuckin’ Malfoy. What the fuck?”
“I thought Potter said in all those interviews n’shit his new fuckbuddy’s a bloke.”
Enzo glared at Tarka. “Fuckbuddy? S’that right?”
Tarka blushed. “You know what I mean. Fine. Boyfriend.”
“Damn right,” Enzo said firmly. Then his face crinkled in confusion. “Don’t that seem strange to you, though? Harry Potter and her walking down Diagon?”
They watched them walk away, heads together, Mrs Malfoy leaning lightly on Harry Potter’s arm.
“Fuck if I know,” Tarka admitted. “But she sure is pretty.”
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Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/217694.html#cutid1
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