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A Christmas Wish - Part Eight
Title: A Christmas Wish - Part Eight
Author:
alisanne
Prompt used:
slythindor100/
slythindor100's 2013 Christmas prompt #4: Frosty window.
Word Count: 425
Rating: PG
Warning: EWE, AU.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Author's Notes: Thanks to
sevfan and
emynn for the beta. This is part eight in my Christmas Wish Series.
Previous parts are: One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, and Seven.
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A Christmas Wish - Part Eight
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“I can’t believe we left Potter standing there,” murmured Pansy as they stepped through the Floo into Draco’s flat.
Draco huffed. “I just couldn’t stand to hear any more of his self-righteous prattle,” he said as Pansy helped him hobble over to the sofa.
Pansy hummed noncommittally as she got him settled. “He did seem sincere,” she said. “And, in his defence, he may not have known about the adjustments they made to your sentence.”
“You’re on Potter’s side now?”
Pansy shook her head. “I am always and forever on your side, darling,” she said, kissing the top of his head. “But in this case, it’s possible that Potter may be able to help.”
Unwilling to deal with any more, Draco leaned his head back and closed his eyes. “Can we not talk about him right now? Please?”
“Of course. But I do need to contact Theo. He’ll be expecting us to be at that party and I don’t want him to go and be surprised not to find us.”
A wave of guilt washed over Draco and he opened his eyes to look up at her. “You said this was a work thing for him, right? Will what happened mess things up for him?”
Pansy shrugged. “I’ve no idea. Although I don’t think his supervisor was there by the time we left, so maybe it’ll be all right.”
“Sorry,” Draco murmured as she moved away. Turning his head towards the window, he saw that the cold weather had left a beautiful frost pattern there. He sighed. He’d messed everything up again, hadn’t he? Theo was going to have to apologise, and Pansy, who he knew in her heart of hearts had been hoping to make a good impression, was once again on the outs with the in crowd. Story of my life.
He heard Pansy murmuring in the background on her mobile. “...just going to stay in and eat here, all right? Can you pick up some take-away and bring it over? Thanks, love--”
Draco drifted in his thoughts until the Floo sounded. He blinked. Did I fall asleep? He raised his head, expecting Theo to stride through and was shocked to see Potter enter his flat.
“Malfoy.” Potter, looking stern, strode towards him. “There you are.”
“How did you find me?” Draco asked, struggling to sit up. “This is a private Floo.”
Potter snorted. “I’m an Auror, remember? I did a Floo trace. Now, tell me. What the fuck is going on?”
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Author:
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Word Count: 425
Rating: PG
Warning: EWE, AU.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Author's Notes: Thanks to
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Previous parts are: One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, and Seven.
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A Christmas Wish - Part Eight
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“I can’t believe we left Potter standing there,” murmured Pansy as they stepped through the Floo into Draco’s flat.
Draco huffed. “I just couldn’t stand to hear any more of his self-righteous prattle,” he said as Pansy helped him hobble over to the sofa.
Pansy hummed noncommittally as she got him settled. “He did seem sincere,” she said. “And, in his defence, he may not have known about the adjustments they made to your sentence.”
“You’re on Potter’s side now?”
Pansy shook her head. “I am always and forever on your side, darling,” she said, kissing the top of his head. “But in this case, it’s possible that Potter may be able to help.”
Unwilling to deal with any more, Draco leaned his head back and closed his eyes. “Can we not talk about him right now? Please?”
“Of course. But I do need to contact Theo. He’ll be expecting us to be at that party and I don’t want him to go and be surprised not to find us.”
A wave of guilt washed over Draco and he opened his eyes to look up at her. “You said this was a work thing for him, right? Will what happened mess things up for him?”
Pansy shrugged. “I’ve no idea. Although I don’t think his supervisor was there by the time we left, so maybe it’ll be all right.”
“Sorry,” Draco murmured as she moved away. Turning his head towards the window, he saw that the cold weather had left a beautiful frost pattern there. He sighed. He’d messed everything up again, hadn’t he? Theo was going to have to apologise, and Pansy, who he knew in her heart of hearts had been hoping to make a good impression, was once again on the outs with the in crowd. Story of my life.
He heard Pansy murmuring in the background on her mobile. “...just going to stay in and eat here, all right? Can you pick up some take-away and bring it over? Thanks, love--”
Draco drifted in his thoughts until the Floo sounded. He blinked. Did I fall asleep? He raised his head, expecting Theo to stride through and was shocked to see Potter enter his flat.
“Malfoy.” Potter, looking stern, strode towards him. “There you are.”
“How did you find me?” Draco asked, struggling to sit up. “This is a private Floo.”
Potter snorted. “I’m an Auror, remember? I did a Floo trace. Now, tell me. What the fuck is going on?”
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That he does. :)
Draco will get that eventually.
Thanks, hon!