Harry Potter, Wardsmith. Part 75
Aug. 17th, 2019 12:52 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
twisted_miracle posting in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
dracoharry100Title: Harry Potter, Wardsmith. Part 75
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x2
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: lesson
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!
This fic is also coming to an end!
Summary: Though waiting can feel eternal, those nasty events we must schedule do eventually arrive. And then, they pass.
Part 1: http://dracoharry100.livejournal.com/1154283.html
Part 74: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/295605.html#cutid1
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Despite his best efforts, Rosscot’s counsel was no match for Hermione Granger. Or, for that matter, the evidence Neville Longbottom had gathered to exacting standards, then presented and explained; his auror façade perfect, unflappable.
Draco, too, made a superior witness. Hermione had coached him to the limits allowed by law, and he had assiduously studied her lessons.
After his verdict came down Rosscot attempted to plead his case directly to Narcissa himself as he was led away in chains, but Harry deftly threw a wall of smoke up between them. All Rosscot could manage in response was a confused wail.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Harry wanted to take them out for dinner in celebration, but Narcissa pled exhaustion, despite dinner being hours away. So Draco settled her at home, double-checked the living wards and his connection to them, and had Vissy and Bippy promise to call the moment she awoke.
Then he Flooed to Harry’s and sat, heavily, on Harry’s grass-green chesterfield. Harry was at his hand moments later with a full tea tray, plus the offer of two empty glasses and a full bottle of scotch.
Draco ‘hmmed’ in question.
“Lesson of years,” Harry said, and gently petted back Draco’s stiffly gelled hair.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/297562.html#cutid1
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x2
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: lesson
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!
This fic is also coming to an end!
Summary: Though waiting can feel eternal, those nasty events we must schedule do eventually arrive. And then, they pass.
Part 1: http://dracoharry100.livejournal.com/1154283.html
Part 74: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/295605.html#cutid1
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Despite his best efforts, Rosscot’s counsel was no match for Hermione Granger. Or, for that matter, the evidence Neville Longbottom had gathered to exacting standards, then presented and explained; his auror façade perfect, unflappable.
Draco, too, made a superior witness. Hermione had coached him to the limits allowed by law, and he had assiduously studied her lessons.
After his verdict came down Rosscot attempted to plead his case directly to Narcissa himself as he was led away in chains, but Harry deftly threw a wall of smoke up between them. All Rosscot could manage in response was a confused wail.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Harry wanted to take them out for dinner in celebration, but Narcissa pled exhaustion, despite dinner being hours away. So Draco settled her at home, double-checked the living wards and his connection to them, and had Vissy and Bippy promise to call the moment she awoke.
Then he Flooed to Harry’s and sat, heavily, on Harry’s grass-green chesterfield. Harry was at his hand moments later with a full tea tray, plus the offer of two empty glasses and a full bottle of scotch.
Draco ‘hmmed’ in question.
“Lesson of years,” Harry said, and gently petted back Draco’s stiffly gelled hair.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/297562.html#cutid1
no subject
Date: 2019-08-17 05:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-08-17 07:55 pm (UTC)