[Fic:] To meet you again 10
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smirkingcatTitle: To meet you again 10/25
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smirkingcat
Word Count: 1.745
Rating: G
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slythindor100's tenth's prompt: 
Warning: unbetaed,
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Author's Notes: Find Part 1 here.
A break can be something very nice!
To meet you again 10
"Ha-Harry?"
The soft whimper was what finally made it through the haze of Harry's dreams.
"Draco," he sat up, looking down at Draco kneeing next to the bed, his hands fisted into Harry's blanket.
"What's wrong, buddy?" Harry asked slightly confused.
"I-I..." Draco stopped.
Harry saw the red eyes, the tear tracks and the frightened expression.
"Bad dream?" he asked softly.
Draco only nodded, biting is lip. "...was alone... strange room..."
"Wanna hop in?" Harry lifted his blanket in offer, "it's too early to be awake yet."
Draco jumped at the chance and moved close to Harry, hiding his face in Harry's shoulder.
"So now that you're in, wanna talk about your dream?"
Harry tries to ignore the feel of Draco's body so close to his own, tries to remind his body firmly that Draco was a child, like Teddy, that needed the help of a grown up because of a bad dream. Not a lover seeking his touch. Though he couldn't deny that he wished for the latter.
"I... I was afraid, and alone, and there was so much pain," Draco sniffed. "I... the room was dark, and... strange... I couldn't remember coming here, and... "
"We can put up a nightlight on. I forgot that in the hospital there is always a light on, right? And there were lots of people wandering around. It's my fault, I'm sorry I wasn't thinking ahead," Harry replied, stroking Draco's back. Why hadn't he thought about this sooner?
Well he knew why, because he had rushed straight into this, afraid that he might change his mind, if he really thought about it. And now Draco had to pay for his rush.
"You won't sent me back, right? I don't want to go back," Draco muttered, his fingers digging painfully in Harry's sides.
"No, I won't send you back," Harry promised, "But you've to promise me that you'll be honest with me, tell me when something is wrong, so we can change that, okay?" Harry reassured Draco the best he could.
"Mhm, can do," Draco answered, already half asleep again.
Harry fought his grin, because the emotion behind it was wrong. This was like when Draco had come home late from work, beat by a hard day, crawling into bed with him, and still tying to talk with Harry, while already falling asleep.
But it was not what it was! It was a small child having an excited day, and a bad nightmare! A child falling asleep, because it felt save. If only his feelings would accept it as easily as his mind had. And feeling Draco so close to him was not doing him any favours.
The next time Harry opened his eyes, it was because of a slight tugging on the base of his neck. Only after he woke up did he feel the weight on his arm, the stiffness of his leg and a twist in his shoulder. Man, he was bloody uncomfortable!
"What are you doing?" He murmured, finally figuring out that the tugging was real: Draco was playing with his hair.
"There is a lock here- it bounces," Draco explained and Harry rolled his eyes. Well, at least this Draco wasn't nagging him to get a cut. Though he was not sure, if being woken up was better or worse.
"Also, I'm hungry. And I want to see the house. You never showed me around," Draco whined, making Harry groan.
"Draco, it's not even eight yet," Harry sighed, but sat up anyway.
"Time has nothing to do with hunger. And I'm still growing."
Harry learned in that moment, that self-control really was a virtue, because he was very certain, that Draco knew he wouldn't grow anymore. Cheeky brat already getting his way.
"Breakfast first then," Harry yawned and then pushed Draco out of his small bed, to get him to move.
"Sounds good to me," Draco bounced and jumped out of the room. Of course the blood child was a morning person! Serves him right to learn from Draco to appreciate a lie in, only to now have Draco train him out of said habit. There was such a thing as irony-overload and this morning already reached it.
As Harry entered the kitchen Draco was already sitting on the table. "Hot coco?"
"And porridge, with apples and cinnamon," Draco nodded keenly.
"With apples and cinnamon?"
"Christmas season- cinnamon is a must!" Draco stated with conviction.
"Well, that is an argument I can't disagree with," Harry agreed and started first the coco and then the porridge.
"Harry?" Draco asked sounding insecure again.
"Hm?"
"Will there be other kids for me to play with? In hospital, I wasn't very popular, but I- when you weren't there, they would play with me and stuff, you know. I mean... you can't always be around... and... what will I do here, when you are gone?" Draco suddenly asked.
Harry was so surprised about that question, because he hadn't even given it a thought. The last week had been such an emotional struggle, and he never thought so far ahead. Of course he had work to do, he simply had shifted his schedule around so much that he hadn't even thought about that. Of course with Draco now here, it was no longer an option to go to work at night.
"Would you like to meet with other kids?" he asked, trying to figure out where he could sent Draco to, when he wasn't there.
"If they are nice to me," Draco answered nearly inaudible.
"What about Teddy? Would you like to spent time with him?"
"Teddy is nice. And he comes up with great games. It's never boring with Teddy," Draco agreed, tension leaving his body.
"We will figure things out, don't worry. I won't just leave you alone all the time. Maybe we can even arrange something with the hospital, so that you can visit the friends there again too?"
"Yeah, would that be possible? I mean Callum is rather full of himself, and Samuel is oh so wicked, but beating them at exploding snap is so much fun!" Draco peeked up. "And your milk is boiling, smells bad," Draco adds.
"Oh don't get up to help," Harry snapped back and stepped away from the apples to take the milk away from the heat.
"I helped- I warned you before it was too too late," Draco shrugged. "Does it need much longer? I'm hungry."
Harry rolled his eyes: Lunch would be done by Linny! He will not be nagged at by a brat.
"Patience is a virtue, Draco."
"Yeah, yeah, but it doesn't make the hunger go away."
"And isn't that unknown wisdom," Harry rolled his eyes again.
"See, I'm smart! Jessica said so too," Draco grinned.
"Of course you are, never to mention modest," Harry mumbled, extremely quietly to not be heard under any circumstances.
"Well, then dig in," Harry put the bowl of porridge with cinnamon and apples in front of Draco and sat the cup of hot chocolate next to it.
"Breakfast, at last. I was nearly starving to death, you know," Draco said and started to eat.
"You certainly have a flair for dramatics," Harry teased.
"Mathilda said I was refined. And she laughed at all my jokes," Draco pouted.
Harry laughed, of course Draco had all the nurses wrapped around his little finger.
After breakfast Harry showed Draco the cottage: starting with the kitchen and where Draco would be able to get himself something to drink and where the fruits where kept for small sacks- thank god Linny thought of stocking the house while she was at.
Then they went to the living room, where Harry pointed out the books Draco was allowed to read, but remembering that the more people told him not to do something, the more he wanted to do it, he made a point not to tell Draco which books are off limit. Most of them would look boring to a child anyway.
In the bathroom Harry freed a shelf and put all Draco's child friendly stuff there.
Then they took a look around in Harry's new room. Linny had done her best and made it look more like a bedroom and less like a study, but still there was a very distinct study feel to it. But it would do, and in time, when he would get small trinkets and stuff and it would be his bedroom. He just needed to get used to it.
"Your room is boring, let's go and check out mine!" Draco dragged Harry out of his room and into Draco's new room.
"There is a dragon collection!" Draco pointed out as he saw a box full with dragon figurines. "Maybe there is even a Welsh Green in there. They are- my favourite."
"...your favourite," Harry finished with Draco.
"And look there is a dragon too," Draco got excited.
Harry smiled. Both Narcissa and Draco had told him ample times how obsessed Draco was (and in secret still is) with dragons.
"Hey, what about I spell the stars of Draco on your ceiling, like a nightlight?" he offered.
"Only if you do the dragon outline too, not just the stars," Draco bargained, but very much agreeing with the idea.
At lunch time Harry introduced Linny to Draco, but told him, that he was not to order Linny around, just to amuse himself, and not to bribe Linny for sweets, something Narcissa had told him once over tea.
After Lunch -which had been a huge affair, since Linny had set the table and had slightly gone overboard in her joy to have her Masters back home- they snuggled together on the couch, both of them reading something, until Draco fell asleep again. Harry let him nap for nearly an hour before he woke him.
They ventured out, to make a small round in the grounds before dinner.
"Today was nice," Draco said, as Harry was tugging him in.
"You weren't bored? Nothing exciting happened today," Harry asked, to make sure.
"You were here with me, and we did stuff together. It was nice," Draco nodded. "Harry?"
"Yes?"
"If- if... can I come to you again, if- you know, if I have..."
"If you have another nightmare? Sure, you know where to find me, and then we can cuddle together and make the bad dream go away. Sounds good?" Harry offered, ruffling Draco's hair.
"Thank you," Draco whispered and moved deeper into the blanket before falling asleep.
Part 11
Author:
smirkingcatWord Count: 1.745
Rating: G
Prompt:
slythindor100's tenth's prompt: Warning: unbetaed,
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Author's Notes: Find Part 1 here.
A break can be something very nice!
To meet you again 10
"Ha-Harry?"
The soft whimper was what finally made it through the haze of Harry's dreams.
"Draco," he sat up, looking down at Draco kneeing next to the bed, his hands fisted into Harry's blanket.
"What's wrong, buddy?" Harry asked slightly confused.
"I-I..." Draco stopped.
Harry saw the red eyes, the tear tracks and the frightened expression.
"Bad dream?" he asked softly.
Draco only nodded, biting is lip. "...was alone... strange room..."
"Wanna hop in?" Harry lifted his blanket in offer, "it's too early to be awake yet."
Draco jumped at the chance and moved close to Harry, hiding his face in Harry's shoulder.
"So now that you're in, wanna talk about your dream?"
Harry tries to ignore the feel of Draco's body so close to his own, tries to remind his body firmly that Draco was a child, like Teddy, that needed the help of a grown up because of a bad dream. Not a lover seeking his touch. Though he couldn't deny that he wished for the latter.
"I... I was afraid, and alone, and there was so much pain," Draco sniffed. "I... the room was dark, and... strange... I couldn't remember coming here, and... "
"We can put up a nightlight on. I forgot that in the hospital there is always a light on, right? And there were lots of people wandering around. It's my fault, I'm sorry I wasn't thinking ahead," Harry replied, stroking Draco's back. Why hadn't he thought about this sooner?
Well he knew why, because he had rushed straight into this, afraid that he might change his mind, if he really thought about it. And now Draco had to pay for his rush.
"You won't sent me back, right? I don't want to go back," Draco muttered, his fingers digging painfully in Harry's sides.
"No, I won't send you back," Harry promised, "But you've to promise me that you'll be honest with me, tell me when something is wrong, so we can change that, okay?" Harry reassured Draco the best he could.
"Mhm, can do," Draco answered, already half asleep again.
Harry fought his grin, because the emotion behind it was wrong. This was like when Draco had come home late from work, beat by a hard day, crawling into bed with him, and still tying to talk with Harry, while already falling asleep.
But it was not what it was! It was a small child having an excited day, and a bad nightmare! A child falling asleep, because it felt save. If only his feelings would accept it as easily as his mind had. And feeling Draco so close to him was not doing him any favours.
The next time Harry opened his eyes, it was because of a slight tugging on the base of his neck. Only after he woke up did he feel the weight on his arm, the stiffness of his leg and a twist in his shoulder. Man, he was bloody uncomfortable!
"What are you doing?" He murmured, finally figuring out that the tugging was real: Draco was playing with his hair.
"There is a lock here- it bounces," Draco explained and Harry rolled his eyes. Well, at least this Draco wasn't nagging him to get a cut. Though he was not sure, if being woken up was better or worse.
"Also, I'm hungry. And I want to see the house. You never showed me around," Draco whined, making Harry groan.
"Draco, it's not even eight yet," Harry sighed, but sat up anyway.
"Time has nothing to do with hunger. And I'm still growing."
Harry learned in that moment, that self-control really was a virtue, because he was very certain, that Draco knew he wouldn't grow anymore. Cheeky brat already getting his way.
"Breakfast first then," Harry yawned and then pushed Draco out of his small bed, to get him to move.
"Sounds good to me," Draco bounced and jumped out of the room. Of course the blood child was a morning person! Serves him right to learn from Draco to appreciate a lie in, only to now have Draco train him out of said habit. There was such a thing as irony-overload and this morning already reached it.
As Harry entered the kitchen Draco was already sitting on the table. "Hot coco?"
"And porridge, with apples and cinnamon," Draco nodded keenly.
"With apples and cinnamon?"
"Christmas season- cinnamon is a must!" Draco stated with conviction.
"Well, that is an argument I can't disagree with," Harry agreed and started first the coco and then the porridge.
"Harry?" Draco asked sounding insecure again.
"Hm?"
"Will there be other kids for me to play with? In hospital, I wasn't very popular, but I- when you weren't there, they would play with me and stuff, you know. I mean... you can't always be around... and... what will I do here, when you are gone?" Draco suddenly asked.
Harry was so surprised about that question, because he hadn't even given it a thought. The last week had been such an emotional struggle, and he never thought so far ahead. Of course he had work to do, he simply had shifted his schedule around so much that he hadn't even thought about that. Of course with Draco now here, it was no longer an option to go to work at night.
"Would you like to meet with other kids?" he asked, trying to figure out where he could sent Draco to, when he wasn't there.
"If they are nice to me," Draco answered nearly inaudible.
"What about Teddy? Would you like to spent time with him?"
"Teddy is nice. And he comes up with great games. It's never boring with Teddy," Draco agreed, tension leaving his body.
"We will figure things out, don't worry. I won't just leave you alone all the time. Maybe we can even arrange something with the hospital, so that you can visit the friends there again too?"
"Yeah, would that be possible? I mean Callum is rather full of himself, and Samuel is oh so wicked, but beating them at exploding snap is so much fun!" Draco peeked up. "And your milk is boiling, smells bad," Draco adds.
"Oh don't get up to help," Harry snapped back and stepped away from the apples to take the milk away from the heat.
"I helped- I warned you before it was too too late," Draco shrugged. "Does it need much longer? I'm hungry."
Harry rolled his eyes: Lunch would be done by Linny! He will not be nagged at by a brat.
"Patience is a virtue, Draco."
"Yeah, yeah, but it doesn't make the hunger go away."
"And isn't that unknown wisdom," Harry rolled his eyes again.
"See, I'm smart! Jessica said so too," Draco grinned.
"Of course you are, never to mention modest," Harry mumbled, extremely quietly to not be heard under any circumstances.
"Well, then dig in," Harry put the bowl of porridge with cinnamon and apples in front of Draco and sat the cup of hot chocolate next to it.
"Breakfast, at last. I was nearly starving to death, you know," Draco said and started to eat.
"You certainly have a flair for dramatics," Harry teased.
"Mathilda said I was refined. And she laughed at all my jokes," Draco pouted.
Harry laughed, of course Draco had all the nurses wrapped around his little finger.
After breakfast Harry showed Draco the cottage: starting with the kitchen and where Draco would be able to get himself something to drink and where the fruits where kept for small sacks- thank god Linny thought of stocking the house while she was at.
Then they went to the living room, where Harry pointed out the books Draco was allowed to read, but remembering that the more people told him not to do something, the more he wanted to do it, he made a point not to tell Draco which books are off limit. Most of them would look boring to a child anyway.
In the bathroom Harry freed a shelf and put all Draco's child friendly stuff there.
Then they took a look around in Harry's new room. Linny had done her best and made it look more like a bedroom and less like a study, but still there was a very distinct study feel to it. But it would do, and in time, when he would get small trinkets and stuff and it would be his bedroom. He just needed to get used to it.
"Your room is boring, let's go and check out mine!" Draco dragged Harry out of his room and into Draco's new room.
"There is a dragon collection!" Draco pointed out as he saw a box full with dragon figurines. "Maybe there is even a Welsh Green in there. They are- my favourite."
"...your favourite," Harry finished with Draco.
"And look there is a dragon too," Draco got excited.
Harry smiled. Both Narcissa and Draco had told him ample times how obsessed Draco was (and in secret still is) with dragons.
"Hey, what about I spell the stars of Draco on your ceiling, like a nightlight?" he offered.
"Only if you do the dragon outline too, not just the stars," Draco bargained, but very much agreeing with the idea.
At lunch time Harry introduced Linny to Draco, but told him, that he was not to order Linny around, just to amuse himself, and not to bribe Linny for sweets, something Narcissa had told him once over tea.
After Lunch -which had been a huge affair, since Linny had set the table and had slightly gone overboard in her joy to have her Masters back home- they snuggled together on the couch, both of them reading something, until Draco fell asleep again. Harry let him nap for nearly an hour before he woke him.
They ventured out, to make a small round in the grounds before dinner.
"Today was nice," Draco said, as Harry was tugging him in.
"You weren't bored? Nothing exciting happened today," Harry asked, to make sure.
"You were here with me, and we did stuff together. It was nice," Draco nodded. "Harry?"
"Yes?"
"If- if... can I come to you again, if- you know, if I have..."
"If you have another nightmare? Sure, you know where to find me, and then we can cuddle together and make the bad dream go away. Sounds good?" Harry offered, ruffling Draco's hair.
"Thank you," Draco whispered and moved deeper into the blanket before falling asleep.
Part 11
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Date: 2016-12-10 09:32 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2016-12-11 09:25 am (UTC)and i'm sure your daughter is a little angle- until you take your eyes of her ;)
thanks so much for reading and commenting <3
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Date: 2016-12-10 11:44 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2016-12-11 09:25 am (UTC)better for your heart?
no tears?
that is good!
hope you enjoy it, as it probably will not last...
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Date: 2016-12-11 10:04 am (UTC)This was so cute! I do still feel so sorry for Harry with everything he has to go through, but this was so fluffy!
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Date: 2016-12-11 10:06 pm (UTC)and good luck with the move!
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Date: 2016-12-11 10:57 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2016-12-11 10:13 pm (UTC)but thank you for reading and commenting <3
will be interesting to read your last comment and if i managed to entertain you till the end
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Date: 2016-12-11 02:01 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2016-12-11 10:15 pm (UTC)thanks so much for reading and commenting!