Drabble: Committed
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alisanneTitle: Committed
Author:alisanne
Pairing/Characters: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter.
Word Count: 100 x 2
Rating: PG
Challenge: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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draco100's prompt 26: Leaves.
Warning(s)/Genre: Angst.
Beta(s):sevfan and emynn.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Committed
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Draco’s favourite time of the year’s when the leaves turn colours, and summer heat fades into cool days and chilly evenings perfect for cuddling. Unfortunately, there’s to be no cuddling after his current conversation.
“…abrogating your duty!”
Having steeled himself for this, it’s still surprisingly painful. “Father, please try—”
“No!” Lucius snaps, turning on his heel. “We’ve afforded you leeway after the war, but now you must redeem the family name. This isn’t the way. Don’t come home until you’ve come to your senses.”
Lucius leaves abruptly, without another word, and Draco, shaken, closes his eyes, fighting not to weep.
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When Harry gets back, Draco’s sitting in the dark, nursing a glass of Lagavulin.
Without turning on the light, Harry settles beside Draco on the sofa. “What happened?”
“What’s it look like?” Groaning, Draco leans against Harry. “I’m disowned until I ‘come to my senses’.”
Harry shifts closer. “What are you going to do?”
“I’m still here, aren’t I?”
Harry relaxes. “You could’ve been staying long enough to say goodbye. You know, out of politeness.”
Draco snorts. “If anyone leaves, Harry, it’ll be you. I’m committed now.”
Harry kisses Draco’s forehead. “Looks like we’re stuck with each other.”
“Looks like.”
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Author:
alisannePairing/Characters: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter.
Word Count: 100 x 2
Rating: PG
Challenge: Written for
draco100/draco100's prompt 26: Leaves. Warning(s)/Genre: Angst.
Beta(s):
sevfan and emynn. Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Committed
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Draco’s favourite time of the year’s when the leaves turn colours, and summer heat fades into cool days and chilly evenings perfect for cuddling. Unfortunately, there’s to be no cuddling after his current conversation.
“…abrogating your duty!”
Having steeled himself for this, it’s still surprisingly painful. “Father, please try—”
“No!” Lucius snaps, turning on his heel. “We’ve afforded you leeway after the war, but now you must redeem the family name. This isn’t the way. Don’t come home until you’ve come to your senses.”
Lucius leaves abruptly, without another word, and Draco, shaken, closes his eyes, fighting not to weep.
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When Harry gets back, Draco’s sitting in the dark, nursing a glass of Lagavulin.
Without turning on the light, Harry settles beside Draco on the sofa. “What happened?”
“What’s it look like?” Groaning, Draco leans against Harry. “I’m disowned until I ‘come to my senses’.”
Harry shifts closer. “What are you going to do?”
“I’m still here, aren’t I?”
Harry relaxes. “You could’ve been staying long enough to say goodbye. You know, out of politeness.”
Draco snorts. “If anyone leaves, Harry, it’ll be you. I’m committed now.”
Harry kisses Draco’s forehead. “Looks like we’re stuck with each other.”
“Looks like.”
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Date: 2017-09-15 10:02 am (UTC)Awwwww. Fuck. I love when Draco's the one who shares his emotions.
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Date: 2017-09-16 09:27 pm (UTC)I love when they're vulnerable, too. *g*
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Date: 2017-09-17 12:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-09-17 03:34 am (UTC)And something tells me Narcissa may have an opinion. ;)
Thanks, sweetie!