Harry Potter, Wardsmith. Part 66
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dracoharry100Title: Harry Potter, Wardsmith. Part 66
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x3
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: normal
Rating for this series: Rated NC-17
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: Narcissa keeps talking, but she sounds less and less like herself.
Part 1: http://dracoharry100.livejournal.com/1154283.html
Part 65: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/279785.html#cutid1
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“What, exactly, did Father not deserve?” Draco asked, too shocked to know what he felt.
“Worship,” Narcissa said, flat and angry. “Adoration and admiration, above what you felt for anyone else. As I said.”
“He did not deserve my love?” Draco said.
“I am sorry,” Narcissa said. “I do not mean to imply you did anything wrong. I blame myself. I should not have married him.” Her shoulders had slumped slightly, Draco noted with some alarm. Mother did not slump. Not in front of other people, at least. This was not normal.
“Let me take you home,” Draco said, firmly.
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Draco paid the bill and hurried his mother to the Floo. “Vissy?” he called, and she was there, helping him settle Mother into a sun-lit chair with tea waiting at her right hand.
“Draco?” Mother seemed disoriented. “We… the Manor?”
“You are behaving unusually,” Draco said, holding her hand. “I brought you home.”
“I do not… feel normal,” Mother said. Her eyes fluttered shut.
Vissy was already on the Floo to the Healer’s office before Draco finished asking.
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“Your mother is suffering from exhaustion,” Healer Craddle explained quietly. “She needs rest, iron and calcium. I’ve given Vissy the necessary potions.”
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“Harry,” Draco said into the Floo. “Come over? I know this is sudden—”
“I’ll be right there,” Harry said, cutting him off, and for once Draco was glad to be interrupted. He sighed in relief, and Harry came through immediately.
“Tell me?”
Draco did. He poured out his morning. Overhearing that horrible interrogation. How Rosscot clearly knew Mother was listening. The way he meant his words to be spoken directly to her, all throughout mistaking obsession for love, domination for care, and rape for intimacy.
“His tone was so… normal.”
Harry pulled Draco into his arms and cuddled him close.
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Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/283371.html#cutid1
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x3
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: normal
Rating for this series: Rated NC-17
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: Narcissa keeps talking, but she sounds less and less like herself.
Part 1: http://dracoharry100.livejournal.com/1154283.html
Part 65: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/279785.html#cutid1
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“What, exactly, did Father not deserve?” Draco asked, too shocked to know what he felt.
“Worship,” Narcissa said, flat and angry. “Adoration and admiration, above what you felt for anyone else. As I said.”
“He did not deserve my love?” Draco said.
“I am sorry,” Narcissa said. “I do not mean to imply you did anything wrong. I blame myself. I should not have married him.” Her shoulders had slumped slightly, Draco noted with some alarm. Mother did not slump. Not in front of other people, at least. This was not normal.
“Let me take you home,” Draco said, firmly.
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Draco paid the bill and hurried his mother to the Floo. “Vissy?” he called, and she was there, helping him settle Mother into a sun-lit chair with tea waiting at her right hand.
“Draco?” Mother seemed disoriented. “We… the Manor?”
“You are behaving unusually,” Draco said, holding her hand. “I brought you home.”
“I do not… feel normal,” Mother said. Her eyes fluttered shut.
Vissy was already on the Floo to the Healer’s office before Draco finished asking.
“Your mother is suffering from exhaustion,” Healer Craddle explained quietly. “She needs rest, iron and calcium. I’ve given Vissy the necessary potions.”
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“Harry,” Draco said into the Floo. “Come over? I know this is sudden—”
“I’ll be right there,” Harry said, cutting him off, and for once Draco was glad to be interrupted. He sighed in relief, and Harry came through immediately.
“Tell me?”
Draco did. He poured out his morning. Overhearing that horrible interrogation. How Rosscot clearly knew Mother was listening. The way he meant his words to be spoken directly to her, all throughout mistaking obsession for love, domination for care, and rape for intimacy.
“His tone was so… normal.”
Harry pulled Draco into his arms and cuddled him close.
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Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/283371.html#cutid1
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