Fic: Homecoming - Part 16
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alisanneTitle: Homecoming - Part 16
Author:alisanne
Word count: 845
Rating: PG
Characters/pairings: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy.
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slythindor100's Christmas Challenge prompt #16: Black and White Wolves.
Summary: Draco has ideas of his own.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
Beta(s):sevfan and emynn.
Authors Notes: This is part 16 of my H/D Homecoming Series (LJ/IJ/DW).
Back to Part 15 (LJ/IJ/DW)
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Homecoming - Part 16
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Harry smiled. “Good to know.” He licked his lips, and when Draco leaned in again, Harry was sure they were going to resume snogging.
Instead, Draco paused, straightening up. “Before we go,” he said, “I need to check on some experiments.” He smirked. “Wouldn’t do to have the Ministry explode while I’m gone.”
“Do that often, do you?”
Draco winked. “I could tell you, but then I’d have to Obliviate you.”
Harry laughed, leaning against the counter and watching as Draco buzzed around the room. It felt nice to be bantering with Draco again as they explored…whatever this thing between them was.
Looking over at Draco’s desk, Harry saw some photos and, curious, he walked over to have a close view. One depicted Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy looking almost approachable. Another was Parkinson, Zabini, Nott, Greengrass, and Goyle, all waving.
There was another photo that was covered up by papers, and when Harry shifted them aside, he saw it was two wolves, one black, one white, side by side staring at the camera. As he watched, the black wolf moved its body to shield the white one as both snarled at the camera. Harry picked it up.
“What are you—? Oh.” Draco cleared his throat.
“They’re gorgeous,” said Harry. “Did you take it?”
“No. It was snapped by Greg.”
“Goyle?” Harry raised an eyebrow.
Draco shrugged. “That’s his thing now. He likes wildlife photography. I wouldn’t have thought he could afford to do it without some other source of income, but he’s got a wealthy patron these days.” He nodded at the picture. “When I saw that I one it reminded me of—”
“Of us,” Harry said.
“Yes.” Draco took the photo. “I asked him for it and he gave to to me.”
“Are you going to frame it?”
“Maybe.” Draco placed it back on his desk. “Although maybe one of these days I’ll get an actual picture of us.”
Harry smiled. “Definitely.”
Draco cleared his throat. “Right, I’m ready. So, where do you want to go first? Muggle London or your magical home?”
“Muggle London, don’t you think?” said Harry.
“Well, if it was me, I’d be more frantic about the loss of my wand,” said Draco. “You seem very calm about it.”
“I suppose because it’s not my primary wand,” said Harry absently. He froze. Damn, he hadn’t meant to let that slip.
Draco hummed. “You have another wand? Well that makes sense. Why don’t we go and retrieve that one first? I’d feel better if we were both armed. After all, whoever hexed you is still out there.”
“Um, about that—” Harry pursed his lips. Why was he hesitating? He trusted Draco, it was time he knew. “How secure is it here?”
“Secure from?”
“Eavesdropping.”
“Very.” Draco raised an eyebrow. “Although I can make it more secure if you’re concerned.” Swishing his wand in a complicated pattern, he said, “There, no one can hear us now.”
Harry nodded. “My other wand is the Elder Wand.”
Draco blinked. “I’d say you’re joking, but you’re not smiling.”
“I’m serious. I don’t use it as my primary wand because—”
“Because if someone defeated you while using it, they’d gain its loyalty.” Draco exhaled. “Okay. That…complicates things. Although at least you don’t have the other Deathly Hallows—”
Harry coughed and Draco’s eyes narrowed. “About that,” said Harry. “That’s not strictly true.”
“Are you telling me that you have all three?” Draco was staring at Harry as if he’d never seen him before.
“I don’t carry all three around with me at the same time,” said Harry. “I’m careful about that. But…yes?”
“My boyfriend is the Master of Death.” Draco pinched the bridge of his nose. “Merlin, Circe, and Morgana.”
Harry grinned. “Boyfriend?”
“You—” Draco huffed. “That’s the important bit of that sentence?”
Harry shrugged.
Draco rolled his eyes. “You need to work on your priorities.” His lips curved upwards. “And yes, boyfriend. After all, that seems to be the direction we’re going, do keep up.”
Jubilant, Harry pulled Draco close, kissing him. “Brilliant.”
Draco grasped Harry’s shoulders, pushing him away at gazing into his eyes. “But back to the issue at hand. I have been wondering why anyone would attack you.”
“Apart from it being me, you mean?” Harry said.
“Apart from that, yes.” Draco shook his head. “And now you tell me you have the Deathly Hallows? You realise any one of them could be what the person was after?”
Harry nodded. “True. But, as I said, I don’t carry them on me. They’re secured.”
“Are you sure?” Draco sighed. “They took your memory, after all. What if they Imperiused you and made you hand them over?”
Harry hummed. Maybe now wasn’t the time to tell Draco about his imperviousness to that charm.
“Anyway,” continued Draco, “if it were me, I’d check on them first, then worry about the Muggle flat.”
That did make sense. “All right,” said Harry. “Let’s Floo to Grimmauld Place first, and check on things.”
“We can use the Department’s private Floo,” said Draco. “This way.”
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Part 17 (LJ/IJ/DW)
Author:
alisanneWord count: 845
Rating: PG
Characters/pairings: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy.
Challenge: Written for
slythindor100/slythindor100/slythindor100's Christmas Challenge prompt #16: Black and White Wolves. Summary: Draco has ideas of his own.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
Beta(s):
sevfan and emynn.Authors Notes: This is part 16 of my H/D Homecoming Series (LJ/IJ/DW).
Back to Part 15 (LJ/IJ/DW)
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Homecoming - Part 16
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Harry smiled. “Good to know.” He licked his lips, and when Draco leaned in again, Harry was sure they were going to resume snogging.
Instead, Draco paused, straightening up. “Before we go,” he said, “I need to check on some experiments.” He smirked. “Wouldn’t do to have the Ministry explode while I’m gone.”
“Do that often, do you?”
Draco winked. “I could tell you, but then I’d have to Obliviate you.”
Harry laughed, leaning against the counter and watching as Draco buzzed around the room. It felt nice to be bantering with Draco again as they explored…whatever this thing between them was.
Looking over at Draco’s desk, Harry saw some photos and, curious, he walked over to have a close view. One depicted Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy looking almost approachable. Another was Parkinson, Zabini, Nott, Greengrass, and Goyle, all waving.
There was another photo that was covered up by papers, and when Harry shifted them aside, he saw it was two wolves, one black, one white, side by side staring at the camera. As he watched, the black wolf moved its body to shield the white one as both snarled at the camera. Harry picked it up.
“What are you—? Oh.” Draco cleared his throat.
“They’re gorgeous,” said Harry. “Did you take it?”
“No. It was snapped by Greg.”
“Goyle?” Harry raised an eyebrow.
Draco shrugged. “That’s his thing now. He likes wildlife photography. I wouldn’t have thought he could afford to do it without some other source of income, but he’s got a wealthy patron these days.” He nodded at the picture. “When I saw that I one it reminded me of—”
“Of us,” Harry said.
“Yes.” Draco took the photo. “I asked him for it and he gave to to me.”
“Are you going to frame it?”
“Maybe.” Draco placed it back on his desk. “Although maybe one of these days I’ll get an actual picture of us.”
Harry smiled. “Definitely.”
Draco cleared his throat. “Right, I’m ready. So, where do you want to go first? Muggle London or your magical home?”
“Muggle London, don’t you think?” said Harry.
“Well, if it was me, I’d be more frantic about the loss of my wand,” said Draco. “You seem very calm about it.”
“I suppose because it’s not my primary wand,” said Harry absently. He froze. Damn, he hadn’t meant to let that slip.
Draco hummed. “You have another wand? Well that makes sense. Why don’t we go and retrieve that one first? I’d feel better if we were both armed. After all, whoever hexed you is still out there.”
“Um, about that—” Harry pursed his lips. Why was he hesitating? He trusted Draco, it was time he knew. “How secure is it here?”
“Secure from?”
“Eavesdropping.”
“Very.” Draco raised an eyebrow. “Although I can make it more secure if you’re concerned.” Swishing his wand in a complicated pattern, he said, “There, no one can hear us now.”
Harry nodded. “My other wand is the Elder Wand.”
Draco blinked. “I’d say you’re joking, but you’re not smiling.”
“I’m serious. I don’t use it as my primary wand because—”
“Because if someone defeated you while using it, they’d gain its loyalty.” Draco exhaled. “Okay. That…complicates things. Although at least you don’t have the other Deathly Hallows—”
Harry coughed and Draco’s eyes narrowed. “About that,” said Harry. “That’s not strictly true.”
“Are you telling me that you have all three?” Draco was staring at Harry as if he’d never seen him before.
“I don’t carry all three around with me at the same time,” said Harry. “I’m careful about that. But…yes?”
“My boyfriend is the Master of Death.” Draco pinched the bridge of his nose. “Merlin, Circe, and Morgana.”
Harry grinned. “Boyfriend?”
“You—” Draco huffed. “That’s the important bit of that sentence?”
Harry shrugged.
Draco rolled his eyes. “You need to work on your priorities.” His lips curved upwards. “And yes, boyfriend. After all, that seems to be the direction we’re going, do keep up.”
Jubilant, Harry pulled Draco close, kissing him. “Brilliant.”
Draco grasped Harry’s shoulders, pushing him away at gazing into his eyes. “But back to the issue at hand. I have been wondering why anyone would attack you.”
“Apart from it being me, you mean?” Harry said.
“Apart from that, yes.” Draco shook his head. “And now you tell me you have the Deathly Hallows? You realise any one of them could be what the person was after?”
Harry nodded. “True. But, as I said, I don’t carry them on me. They’re secured.”
“Are you sure?” Draco sighed. “They took your memory, after all. What if they Imperiused you and made you hand them over?”
Harry hummed. Maybe now wasn’t the time to tell Draco about his imperviousness to that charm.
“Anyway,” continued Draco, “if it were me, I’d check on them first, then worry about the Muggle flat.”
That did make sense. “All right,” said Harry. “Let’s Floo to Grimmauld Place first, and check on things.”
“We can use the Department’s private Floo,” said Draco. “This way.”
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Part 17 (LJ/IJ/DW)
