Drabble: Legacy
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alisanneTitle: Legacy
Author:![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-userinfo.gif)
alisanne
Rating: PG
Word count: 100
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Written fordracoharry100's challenge: #57: Stalking. Also for ![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-syndicated.gif)
slytherins100's challenge #15: Memory.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
Beta:sevfan
Authors Notes: Mpreg suggested.
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Legacy
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Harry squinted, finally spotting Draco through the mist. He approached quietly, but Draco heard him nonetheless.
“Some would consider this stalking, you know,” Draco said when Harry was within earshot. “Following me to Lucius’ grave.”
“I suppose,” Harry replied. “I was worried when you disappeared.”
Draco shrugged. “I know. I just needed some time alone. He was a bastard, but I’ve some good memories, too.”
Harry massaged Draco’s shoulders. “Cherish them. I’d give anything for memories of my father.”
“I know.”
“And I promise,” Harry whispered, cupping Draco’s slightly bulging stomach. “Our children will have many good memories of us.”
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Author:
alisanneRating: PG
Word count: 100
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Written for
dracoharry100's challenge: #57: Stalking. Also for slytherins100's challenge #15: Memory.Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
Beta:
sevfanAuthors Notes: Mpreg suggested.
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Legacy
~
Harry squinted, finally spotting Draco through the mist. He approached quietly, but Draco heard him nonetheless.
“Some would consider this stalking, you know,” Draco said when Harry was within earshot. “Following me to Lucius’ grave.”
“I suppose,” Harry replied. “I was worried when you disappeared.”
Draco shrugged. “I know. I just needed some time alone. He was a bastard, but I’ve some good memories, too.”
Harry massaged Draco’s shoulders. “Cherish them. I’d give anything for memories of my father.”
“I know.”
“And I promise,” Harry whispered, cupping Draco’s slightly bulging stomach. “Our children will have many good memories of us.”
~
