Teaching Teddy, 46
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dracoharry100Title: Teaching Teddy, 46
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: death eaters
Word count: 100x3
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: respect
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 also has a little something to say.
Continued from part 45: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/289511.html#cutid1
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“Maybe, but I don’t care if it is,” Draco said. He reached for Harry’s hand, and Harry grabbed both of his. They turned a little toward one another, and looking Harry in the eye, Draco tried to explain his many feelings.
“I have always wanted respect, you know. My father’s first. Snape’s. My Slytherin peers. Yours.”
Harry opened his mouth, but Draco shook his head. Harry wasn’t trying to speak, though. Draco quickly realized Harry was just… gobsmacked.
“I do not know why you are so damn amused,” Draco sniffed, but he knew his little smile would give him away.
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“So, shut up. This is serious.”
Harry still hadn’t spoken. He frowned. Draco leaned over and kissed him, just once, on the corner of his mouth. “Try to look a little less astonished,” he whispered.
Harry tried to wipe the emotion off his face. Draco forgave him for failing, and looked more at the bridge of his nose than his eyes.
“I look back now and realize that wanting your respect was, in the end, what saved me. Because the longer the war went on, the more I saw what Father respected, and Snape pretended to respect, and my peers...
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“I didn’t want any of that. I didn’t want to be you, either. I’m no selfless Gryffindor hero, risking my life. But I wanted….”
Draco looked at the ceiling and swallowed. “Even when I hated you, I knew you were a good person. Your friends loved your heart, not your money, your power, or even your beautiful face.”
Draco felt his ears burn. He couldn’t look anywhere near Harry’s eyes.
“I thought, perhaps there was a way I could help. Your side had to win. So I gave you my wand. I pretended it wasn’t you.”
Harry burst into tears.
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Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/292030.html#cutid1
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: death eaters
Word count: 100x3
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: respect
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 also has a little something to say.
Continued from part 45: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/289511.html#cutid1
“Maybe, but I don’t care if it is,” Draco said. He reached for Harry’s hand, and Harry grabbed both of his. They turned a little toward one another, and looking Harry in the eye, Draco tried to explain his many feelings.
“I have always wanted respect, you know. My father’s first. Snape’s. My Slytherin peers. Yours.”
Harry opened his mouth, but Draco shook his head. Harry wasn’t trying to speak, though. Draco quickly realized Harry was just… gobsmacked.
“I do not know why you are so damn amused,” Draco sniffed, but he knew his little smile would give him away.
“So, shut up. This is serious.”
Harry still hadn’t spoken. He frowned. Draco leaned over and kissed him, just once, on the corner of his mouth. “Try to look a little less astonished,” he whispered.
Harry tried to wipe the emotion off his face. Draco forgave him for failing, and looked more at the bridge of his nose than his eyes.
“I look back now and realize that wanting your respect was, in the end, what saved me. Because the longer the war went on, the more I saw what Father respected, and Snape pretended to respect, and my peers...
“I didn’t want any of that. I didn’t want to be you, either. I’m no selfless Gryffindor hero, risking my life. But I wanted….”
Draco looked at the ceiling and swallowed. “Even when I hated you, I knew you were a good person. Your friends loved your heart, not your money, your power, or even your beautiful face.”
Draco felt his ears burn. He couldn’t look anywhere near Harry’s eyes.
“I thought, perhaps there was a way I could help. Your side had to win. So I gave you my wand. I pretended it wasn’t you.”
Harry burst into tears.
Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/292030.html#cutid1
