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dracoharry100Title: Stuck in Quarantine With (a surprisingly romantic) You, 67
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x3
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: glow
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 66 https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/404550.html#cutid1
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Harry returned to his rooms, not sure if he felt good, bad, or somewhere in between. His fireplace had been tended by a house-elf, and the fire leant a welcome glow. It might be warm outside during the day, but nights in the castle still got quite chilly. He checked his Muggle Booster Line, flipped open his laptop, and began to search the internet for something to entertain him while Draco used his new mobile to catch up with old friends.
I did it, Harry told himself. He’d gotten Draco a mobile, taught him to use it, helped him reconnect.
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Bored and restless, Harry tried watching telly, but nothing appealed. He put in a DVD, but tired of it quickly. Eventually he changed into running gear and headed outside to run himself ragged under the glow of a nearly full moon. He ran until his mind was quiet.
Eventually he returned to his rooms, and though he’d intended to shower and go right to sleep, he noticed his weights in the corner and decided his legs might be tired, but his arms needed equal time.
He was deep into lifting when he heard a knock upon his door.
“Come in?”
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“Dear Merlin,” Draco said faintly, one hand on Harry’s doorknob, the other patting absently at his own throat. He stared at Harry’s bare chest, the sweat covering him, the barbell he’d rested on his shoulders behind his head, the weights at either end.
“You’re glowing.” Draco sounded slightly faint.
“Sweating like a pig, you mean,” Harry said, feeling gross but aware Draco did not seem… displeased. “Needed a workout.”
“You run every morning though, do you not?”
“Yeah,” Harry agreed, raising the barbell, lowering it to the floor, watching Draco watch him do it. “But sometimes I just… need more.”
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Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/406227.html#cutid1
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x3
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: glow
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 66 https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/404550.html#cutid1
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Harry returned to his rooms, not sure if he felt good, bad, or somewhere in between. His fireplace had been tended by a house-elf, and the fire leant a welcome glow. It might be warm outside during the day, but nights in the castle still got quite chilly. He checked his Muggle Booster Line, flipped open his laptop, and began to search the internet for something to entertain him while Draco used his new mobile to catch up with old friends.
I did it, Harry told himself. He’d gotten Draco a mobile, taught him to use it, helped him reconnect.
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Bored and restless, Harry tried watching telly, but nothing appealed. He put in a DVD, but tired of it quickly. Eventually he changed into running gear and headed outside to run himself ragged under the glow of a nearly full moon. He ran until his mind was quiet.
Eventually he returned to his rooms, and though he’d intended to shower and go right to sleep, he noticed his weights in the corner and decided his legs might be tired, but his arms needed equal time.
He was deep into lifting when he heard a knock upon his door.
“Come in?”
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“Dear Merlin,” Draco said faintly, one hand on Harry’s doorknob, the other patting absently at his own throat. He stared at Harry’s bare chest, the sweat covering him, the barbell he’d rested on his shoulders behind his head, the weights at either end.
“You’re glowing.” Draco sounded slightly faint.
“Sweating like a pig, you mean,” Harry said, feeling gross but aware Draco did not seem… displeased. “Needed a workout.”
“You run every morning though, do you not?”
“Yeah,” Harry agreed, raising the barbell, lowering it to the floor, watching Draco watch him do it. “But sometimes I just… need more.”
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Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/406227.html#cutid1
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