Fic: Epiphany
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alisanneTitle: Epiphany
Author:alisanne
Rating: PG
Pairing/Characters: Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger.
Word Count: 540
Warnings: None.
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slythindor100's prompt # 2: chestnuts roasting on an open fire, and for dracoharry100/dracoharry100's Christmas Challenge prompt: Seasonal traditions. Part 2 of Christmas Crush (LJ/IJ/DW).
Beta(s):torino10154 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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Epiphany
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“Since forever, mate, where have you been?” Ron shook his head. “Malfoy’s always watched you.”
“I knew he watched me, sure. I watched him, too. But a crush?” Harry looked over at Hermione, who was concentrating on roasting chestnuts. “Did you know about this, Hermione?”
Without looking at him, Hermione rolled her eyes. “It’s been obvious to everyone for ages, Harry.”
Throwing up his hands, Harry said, “You know you need to tell me these things! How was I supposed to know?”
“We figured you knew and you were ignoring it,” she replied. “Honestly, Harry, how could you not know? You’re obsessed with Malfoy.”
“I’m not obsessed,” whinged Harry, knowing he was whining. “He just bears watching, that’s all.”
“Uh huh.” Removing the chestnuts from the fire, Hermione placed them on the hearth. “The war’s been over for five years, Harry. So why would he need watching now?”
Harry shrugged. “I dunno. It’s just on general principle at this point.”
“And what if you stopped watching him?” Hermione was staring at him searchingly. “How would that feel?”
“Weird,” Harry admitted. He groaned. “Are you trying to tell me you think I’ve a crush on him, too? Bloody hell!”
Hermione shook her head. “For a smart man you can really be thick about certain things. Not yet, Ron! They’re too hot.”
“Ow, you’re not joking,” said Ron, dropping the chestnut he’d tried to pick up and blowing on his fingers. “And just so you know, mate. I’ve been waiting for you to tell us you fancy Malfoy for years.”
Harry blinked. “I don’t…I mean watching him is one thing, but I don’t fancy him! I’m not…I date girls.”
Hermione shrugged. “You do, but your eyes follow men, too, Harry.”
“Not men,” corrected Ron. “Malfoy.”
Mind blown, Harry buried his face in his hands. “Fuck me. I fancy Malfoy.”
“You know,” said Ron into the awkward silence that followed Harry’s pronouncement, “we need to make some new seasonal traditions. This habit you have of discovering life-altering things about yourself at the holidays is starting to get old, mate.”
Raising his head, Harry glared at Ron. “It’s not as if I plan it! Just because every Christmas since the war something weird’s happened doesn’t make it a seasonal tradition.”
“Well, this could be a good thing,” said Hermione, picking up a chestnut and peeling it. Handing it to Harry, she shook her head as Ron grabbed several nuts. “You have an advantage, after all. You’ve heard him say with his own mouth that he fancies you. And, since you’re interested in him, too, it should make it easier to pursue a relationship.”
Harry gave her a flat look. “Easier? This is Draco Malfoy we’re talking about. Everything involving him is complicated.”
“It doesn’t have to be—” Pausing, Hermione shook her head. “Never mind, I take it back, you’re right. You’ll need to approach this carefully.” She chewed on her chestnut, a thoughtful look on her face.
Biting into his own chestnut, Harry sighed. “I was right before. I’m so fucked.”
Ron grinned. “Only if you’re lucky, mate.”
“So what’s your next step?” asked Hermione. “You need a plan.”
“You’re right.” Harry pursed his lips. “I need a Slytherin expert.”
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Continued in Advice (LJ/IJ/DW).
Author:
alisanneRating: PG
Pairing/Characters: Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger.
Word Count: 540
Warnings: None.
A/N: Written for
slythindor100/slythindor100's prompt # 2: chestnuts roasting on an open fire, and for dracoharry100/dracoharry100's Christmas Challenge prompt: Seasonal traditions. Part 2 of Christmas Crush (LJ/IJ/DW).Beta(s):
torino10154 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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Epiphany
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“Since forever, mate, where have you been?” Ron shook his head. “Malfoy’s always watched you.”
“I knew he watched me, sure. I watched him, too. But a crush?” Harry looked over at Hermione, who was concentrating on roasting chestnuts. “Did you know about this, Hermione?”
Without looking at him, Hermione rolled her eyes. “It’s been obvious to everyone for ages, Harry.”
Throwing up his hands, Harry said, “You know you need to tell me these things! How was I supposed to know?”
“We figured you knew and you were ignoring it,” she replied. “Honestly, Harry, how could you not know? You’re obsessed with Malfoy.”
“I’m not obsessed,” whinged Harry, knowing he was whining. “He just bears watching, that’s all.”
“Uh huh.” Removing the chestnuts from the fire, Hermione placed them on the hearth. “The war’s been over for five years, Harry. So why would he need watching now?”
Harry shrugged. “I dunno. It’s just on general principle at this point.”
“And what if you stopped watching him?” Hermione was staring at him searchingly. “How would that feel?”
“Weird,” Harry admitted. He groaned. “Are you trying to tell me you think I’ve a crush on him, too? Bloody hell!”
Hermione shook her head. “For a smart man you can really be thick about certain things. Not yet, Ron! They’re too hot.”
“Ow, you’re not joking,” said Ron, dropping the chestnut he’d tried to pick up and blowing on his fingers. “And just so you know, mate. I’ve been waiting for you to tell us you fancy Malfoy for years.”
Harry blinked. “I don’t…I mean watching him is one thing, but I don’t fancy him! I’m not…I date girls.”
Hermione shrugged. “You do, but your eyes follow men, too, Harry.”
“Not men,” corrected Ron. “Malfoy.”
Mind blown, Harry buried his face in his hands. “Fuck me. I fancy Malfoy.”
“You know,” said Ron into the awkward silence that followed Harry’s pronouncement, “we need to make some new seasonal traditions. This habit you have of discovering life-altering things about yourself at the holidays is starting to get old, mate.”
Raising his head, Harry glared at Ron. “It’s not as if I plan it! Just because every Christmas since the war something weird’s happened doesn’t make it a seasonal tradition.”
“Well, this could be a good thing,” said Hermione, picking up a chestnut and peeling it. Handing it to Harry, she shook her head as Ron grabbed several nuts. “You have an advantage, after all. You’ve heard him say with his own mouth that he fancies you. And, since you’re interested in him, too, it should make it easier to pursue a relationship.”
Harry gave her a flat look. “Easier? This is Draco Malfoy we’re talking about. Everything involving him is complicated.”
“It doesn’t have to be—” Pausing, Hermione shook her head. “Never mind, I take it back, you’re right. You’ll need to approach this carefully.” She chewed on her chestnut, a thoughtful look on her face.
Biting into his own chestnut, Harry sighed. “I was right before. I’m so fucked.”
Ron grinned. “Only if you’re lucky, mate.”
“So what’s your next step?” asked Hermione. “You need a plan.”
“You’re right.” Harry pursed his lips. “I need a Slytherin expert.”
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Continued in Advice (LJ/IJ/DW).
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Date: 2018-12-03 10:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-12-04 08:03 pm (UTC)Would Harry have believed them, though? ;)