![[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: Stuck in Quarantine With (a surprisingly romantic) You, 61
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x3
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: sarcasm
Rating for this post:? 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!
Start here: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/329496.html
Part 60 https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/399582.html#cutid1
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Harry knocked at the potions lab door — mobile in hand and Booster floating behind him — then headed in. Nerves bubbled in his stomach and chest. He really hoped Draco would love this gift.
Harry’d put in days of effort; because he cared about Draco, but also because of how deeply he hated the damn pandemic.
As much as Harry longed to hug Hermione, eat Ron’s cooking, knock shoulders with Neville, dance with Luna, groan at Seamus’ sarcasm, sit with Molly and Arthur… it really did help to video call someone every few days. He was so grateful for his mobile.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Harry looked about, seeking Draco among the tables and abandoned student cauldrons, until his lover emerged from the storeroom.
Draco stopped and stared at Harry, who grinned nervously. “I, er, brought—”
“Who the hell are you?” Draco interrupted. His back was ramrod straight and the sneer etched on his mouth was practically audible.
“Er,” Harry tried, uncertain. The Muggle Booster Line he had painstakingly constructed for Draco deflated to the floor next to him. “I…”
“You look rather like Potter,” Draco snarled, “but I imagine not. He vanished with neither a trace nor a word some days ago, you see.”
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
“We had spent quite a bit of time together. Though it started abruptly, it was very… pleasant.” He swallowed and looked away, then back. “I thought we were on the same page. I thought we both wanted the same thing.”
Harry gaped at Draco, horrified. “Oh fuck,” he said. “I didn’t... I mean— I wasn’t… Draco. I’m so bloody sorry.”
“Are you.” Draco stated, flat and angry. “Are you really.”
“I was making you a present!” Harry yelped, cringing and trying not to shout. He held out his hands to show Draco the little white box: plain, logoless and unassuming.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/401099.html#cutid1
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x3
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: sarcasm
Rating for this post:? 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!
Start here: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/329496.html
Part 60 https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/399582.html#cutid1
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Harry knocked at the potions lab door — mobile in hand and Booster floating behind him — then headed in. Nerves bubbled in his stomach and chest. He really hoped Draco would love this gift.
Harry’d put in days of effort; because he cared about Draco, but also because of how deeply he hated the damn pandemic.
As much as Harry longed to hug Hermione, eat Ron’s cooking, knock shoulders with Neville, dance with Luna, groan at Seamus’ sarcasm, sit with Molly and Arthur… it really did help to video call someone every few days. He was so grateful for his mobile.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Harry looked about, seeking Draco among the tables and abandoned student cauldrons, until his lover emerged from the storeroom.
Draco stopped and stared at Harry, who grinned nervously. “I, er, brought—”
“Who the hell are you?” Draco interrupted. His back was ramrod straight and the sneer etched on his mouth was practically audible.
“Er,” Harry tried, uncertain. The Muggle Booster Line he had painstakingly constructed for Draco deflated to the floor next to him. “I…”
“You look rather like Potter,” Draco snarled, “but I imagine not. He vanished with neither a trace nor a word some days ago, you see.”
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
“We had spent quite a bit of time together. Though it started abruptly, it was very… pleasant.” He swallowed and looked away, then back. “I thought we were on the same page. I thought we both wanted the same thing.”
Harry gaped at Draco, horrified. “Oh fuck,” he said. “I didn’t... I mean— I wasn’t… Draco. I’m so bloody sorry.”
“Are you.” Draco stated, flat and angry. “Are you really.”
“I was making you a present!” Harry yelped, cringing and trying not to shout. He held out his hands to show Draco the little white box: plain, logoless and unassuming.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/401099.html#cutid1
no subject
Date: 2021-08-25 11:25 pm (UTC):/
no subject
Date: 2021-08-26 07:14 pm (UTC)