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Harry Potter, Wardsmith. Part 87
Title: Harry Potter, Wardsmith. Part 87
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x3
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: satisfaction
Rating for this series: Rated NC-17
Rating for this post: Rated PG-13
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, but slowly. ;)
Summary:
Part 1: http://dracoharry100.livejournal.com/1154283.html
Part 86: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/309208.html#cutid1
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“Y’know,” Harry mused as they read in bed before turning off the lights, “I think I’m honestly going to miss your Mum while she’s in South Africa.”
“While she what?” Draco said sharply.
Harry hung his head. “Did she seriously not tell you herself? Ugh.” He twisted his neck and grinned at Draco, sideways. “You two have a weird relationship.”
Draco crossed his arms over his chest and glared at Harry.
“Tuesday evening, after dinner, you were on the Floo to Blaise, I think. Narcissa told me she wants to head back to Johannesburg.”
Draco frowned. “And you never mentioned?”
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Harry straightened his neck and angled around to make better eye contact. “It never occurred to me I was meant to relay that. She lives where you work! Eats lunch with you! She could have told you any time Wednesday, Thursday or today.”
“That’s… true,” Draco said, but he was still frowning.
“Hey,” Harry said, stroking Draco’s clenched fingers open. “Maybe she assumes anything she tells me, she’s told us both. Like we’re a real couple to her.”
“Or she didn’t want to allow me the satisfaction of yelling, before you had a chance to soften me up,” Draco grumbled.
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“You would’ve flown off the handle at her?” Harry said. They both knew he held back disapproval. Harry still wore his emotions all over his face.
“I… probably,” Draco admitted. “And no, she doesn’t deserve my anger for wanting to go visit her… friend.”
“That’s the real problem, isn’t it,” Harry said, nodding in satisfaction, like he’d solved the puzzle of a tricky, tangled ward.
“She is divorced,” Draco said. “My father was a nightmare. He’ll be in Azkaban until he dies. But, I….”
“It hurts, I guess?” Harry asked.
Draco nodded, clearly a bit miserable.
Harry pulled him close.
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To be Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/310894.html#cutid1
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x3
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: satisfaction
Rating for this series: Rated NC-17
Rating for this post: Rated PG-13
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, but slowly. ;)
Summary:
Part 1: http://dracoharry100.livejournal.com/1154283.html
Part 86: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/309208.html#cutid1
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“Y’know,” Harry mused as they read in bed before turning off the lights, “I think I’m honestly going to miss your Mum while she’s in South Africa.”
“While she what?” Draco said sharply.
Harry hung his head. “Did she seriously not tell you herself? Ugh.” He twisted his neck and grinned at Draco, sideways. “You two have a weird relationship.”
Draco crossed his arms over his chest and glared at Harry.
“Tuesday evening, after dinner, you were on the Floo to Blaise, I think. Narcissa told me she wants to head back to Johannesburg.”
Draco frowned. “And you never mentioned?”
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Harry straightened his neck and angled around to make better eye contact. “It never occurred to me I was meant to relay that. She lives where you work! Eats lunch with you! She could have told you any time Wednesday, Thursday or today.”
“That’s… true,” Draco said, but he was still frowning.
“Hey,” Harry said, stroking Draco’s clenched fingers open. “Maybe she assumes anything she tells me, she’s told us both. Like we’re a real couple to her.”
“Or she didn’t want to allow me the satisfaction of yelling, before you had a chance to soften me up,” Draco grumbled.
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“You would’ve flown off the handle at her?” Harry said. They both knew he held back disapproval. Harry still wore his emotions all over his face.
“I… probably,” Draco admitted. “And no, she doesn’t deserve my anger for wanting to go visit her… friend.”
“That’s the real problem, isn’t it,” Harry said, nodding in satisfaction, like he’d solved the puzzle of a tricky, tangled ward.
“She is divorced,” Draco said. “My father was a nightmare. He’ll be in Azkaban until he dies. But, I….”
“It hurts, I guess?” Harry asked.
Draco nodded, clearly a bit miserable.
Harry pulled him close.
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To be Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/310894.html#cutid1