twisted_miracle (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
twisted_miracle) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
dracoharry1002019-10-09 11:08 pm
twisted_miracle) wrote in dracoharry1002019-10-09 11:08 pm
Entry tags:
Harry Potter, Wardsmith. Part 81
Title: Harry Potter, Wardsmith. Part 81
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x2
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: experiment
Rating for this series: Rated NC-17
Rating for this post: Rated R
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 coming to an end.
Summary: Harry and Draco don't quite come to a conclusion, but they get close enough that they can go to sleep.
Part 1: http://dracoharry100.livejournal.com/1154283.html
Part 80: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/304422.html#cutid1
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
“Who knew you could be so damn romantic?” Harry gave Draco a soppy smile.
Draco gave a mock scowl. No one had ever called him romantic before. He loved it, but it made him a little uncomfortable, too. Ignoring that, he said, “let’s sleep here tonight, then mine tomorrow. Afterwards we’ll start that list of pros and cons.”
“Smart,” Harry said, and yawned. “We’ll go back and forth for a bit. Experiment.”
“I like that,” Draco said. He doused each candle, and as the room fell into near complete darkness, he turned to pull Harry more fully into his arms.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
“We can be like a human potions experiment,” Draco agreed. It was ridiculous and also touching, since Harry had hated potions, but it was how Draco made his living.
“Yeah,” Harry said, snuggling into Draco’s embrace. “Like the difference between the same ingredients in a copper cauldron versus a ceramic one. Do we work better together in the Manor, or HillSide?”
“Ceramic cauldron,” Draco said, laughing quietly. “Merlin, Harry. No one uses ceramic anymore.”
“No?” Harry said, and he yawned again. “Coulda sworn I saw one at a client’s house.”
“Sleep, Harry,” Draco insisted. Harry nodded once, and they slept.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
To be Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/305945.html#cutid1
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x2
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: experiment
Rating for this series: Rated NC-17
Rating for this post: Rated R
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 coming to an end.
Summary: Harry and Draco don't quite come to a conclusion, but they get close enough that they can go to sleep.
Part 1: http://dracoharry100.livejournal.com/1154283.html
Part 80: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/304422.html#cutid1
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
“Who knew you could be so damn romantic?” Harry gave Draco a soppy smile.
Draco gave a mock scowl. No one had ever called him romantic before. He loved it, but it made him a little uncomfortable, too. Ignoring that, he said, “let’s sleep here tonight, then mine tomorrow. Afterwards we’ll start that list of pros and cons.”
“Smart,” Harry said, and yawned. “We’ll go back and forth for a bit. Experiment.”
“I like that,” Draco said. He doused each candle, and as the room fell into near complete darkness, he turned to pull Harry more fully into his arms.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
“We can be like a human potions experiment,” Draco agreed. It was ridiculous and also touching, since Harry had hated potions, but it was how Draco made his living.
“Yeah,” Harry said, snuggling into Draco’s embrace. “Like the difference between the same ingredients in a copper cauldron versus a ceramic one. Do we work better together in the Manor, or HillSide?”
“Ceramic cauldron,” Draco said, laughing quietly. “Merlin, Harry. No one uses ceramic anymore.”
“No?” Harry said, and he yawned again. “Coulda sworn I saw one at a client’s house.”
“Sleep, Harry,” Draco insisted. Harry nodded once, and they slept.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
To be Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/305945.html#cutid1
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject