[Fic:] To meet you again 11
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smirkingcatTitle: To meet you again 11/25
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smirkingcat
Word Count: 1.360
Rating: PG
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slythindor100's 11th prompt: 
Warning: unbetaed, angst
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.
Small stones- huge waves.
To meet you again 11
Harry stepped out of his room and followed the sound of Draco's excited voice. Draco had had another nightmare and had crawled into bed with Harry again. However Harry had no idea when Draco had woken up.
"Really? And then what did you do?"
"The only sensible thing: I guilt tripped a Gryffindor to do the clean up."
Ohoh, was that really Blaise's voice? If Blaise was teaching Draco to be even more of a brat, he would be in real trouble, this time.
"That's so cool! Tell me another one!" Draco stated.
"Tell you another what? Blaise- don't you have to boss your employees around and be big busy restaurant owner?" Harry joined the conversation.
"Harry! Finally you are awake," Draco exclaimed joyfully.
"Had to entertain the kid, since you decided to have a bit of a lie in," Blaise said at the same time.
"Well, I'm awake now, and I'm also certain you corrupted Draco enough for the day. Go to work, you lazy arse," Harry joked.
"Oh sweet Harry, you don't know half of it, but I'm sure Draco will tell you over breakfast," Blaise winked at him, before he vanished.
"Tell me what?" Harry asked suspiciously.
Draco didn't remember Blaise so how the two of them could gang up on him -again- was beyond him. Probably some weird Slytherin-thing that normal people simply would never understand.
"Today at Noon Blaise is hosting a food party at his Restaurant. It's invitation only and you and I are invited! And Charlie and Victor are too!" Draco explained as Harry made himself breakfast.
"You want some too?" Harry asked as he was about to toss the bacon in the pan.
"No, I had breakfast at a decent hour. But I want some of the Christmas cookies" Draco replied before he remembered his excitement, "and you haven't said anything about Blaise's invitation. We will go, right? It'll be major fun, Blaise said so!"
"And because Blaise said so it's true, of course," Harry replied absentmindedly.
"Yes, it is! Blaise seems like a man who knows about fun. And he told me fun stories about you," Draco grinned at him.
"What kind of stories?" Harry shrieked.
There was so much stuff he had pulled of with Blaise over the years, or even worse the stuff Blaise had witnessed him and Draco doing. And then there was the things Draco could have told him... this was a horrifying thought to continue.
"He told me how clumsy you can be, but also that you are quite good at what you do," Draco said still grinning, before he snagged the first cookie from the plate Harry had put on the table.
"But you still haven't said if we will go!" Draco whined.
"If we don't go, you will make a fuss all day, right?" Harry asked.
"Victor will be there. And Charlie! I want to go!" Draco said half unsure, half demanding.
"Then we will go," Harry offered and sat down for his breakfast, "though we might have to go shopping fist. Did he mention a theme to you?" he asked, frowning.
"How do you... know...? YOU do this each year, right? That's why Blaise said I could convince you, and why you were so calm. You played ME!" Draco threw the half eaten cookie down.
"Hey, hey, I did nothing of the sort," Harry protested.
"Yes you did! You and him- you mocked me! Because- because I didn't know of your stupid ritual," Draco had stood up and stomped his feet.
"Draco, calm down."
"No! I'll not! You mock me, because- because- because of how I am!" Draco looked hurt, tears in his eyes, before he run out of the room.
Harry sighed, this was not how he expected this morning to go.
He followed Draco, and knocked on Draco's door before he entered.
Draco was lying on his bed hidden beneath his blanket, crying.
"I'm sorry Draco. I did not want to hurt you. I just- you were so excited, I simply didn't want to disappoint you," Harry sat down on the bed. He endured the silence for about thirty seconds before he went on. "It's true what you said... the first year Blaise opened the restaurant it went badly at the time. So to cheer him up in the Christmas season most of his friends gathered there and we all brought cakes and drinks and had a good time. It didn't change anything about the situation, but we had a nice time, we had fun. And somehow on the same date the next year we all came again and this time we brought fish and meat, and the year afterwards we ate pasta, and somehow they meetings become a tradition and a theme would be decided," Harry explained, sighing.
"I know you think I mocked you, but that is not true. I would never mock you, Draco, and for certain never about things you cannot change," Harry said. There was a shifting movement behind him.
"But many do mock me. And you, you and your friends treat me like I know nothing."
Harry couldn't describe the voice in words, but he felt the pain in his heart.
"I know! I know- I know I'm supposed to be as old as you. I can read! And all the other kids, they have normal bodies, but everyone keeps telling me I'm just a overgrown kid. But that was because you think I can't remember. But I remember now!" Draco huffed. "Not that you would care about what I remember, not as long as I don't remember all of it," Draco mumbled, turning his back on Harry.
"I never-"
"You never thought about it. Like you did not think about how we will live together. Clumsy and useless," Draco sounded bitter.
"Draco- I-I... sorry. You are right, and I am useless at this, I just try to help you..." Harry got up, not sure if his company would be helpful for the situation right now.
"The theme is 'crazy muggle food', and I still want to go. And if you tell anyone about this I will not speak to you again," Draco whispered, hiding deeper in his blanket.
"Okay," Harry replied, before he closed the door behind himself.
Harry finished his breakfast with a heavy heart. Of course, it made all sense, it simply never occurred to him, that Draco would think about such things. He had thought Draco was a clueless child. He simply underestimated the clever mind, because as a kid the only worry he really had was not to annoy his aunt and uncle, or run from his cousin. He had been so caught up in his own misery, and his friends advice, that it never occurred to him that things would change. At first Draco could only remember about five minutes to half an hour. But now Draco remembered nine months already, it was such an improvement.
Harry had only thought what it meant for him, never once what it meant for Draco.
"Fuck!" Harry exclaimed and punched the table. The harm was done now, but Harry simply had no clue how to repair it.
"Well, fuck!"
"Hey, there you are. Both of you are awfully late," Blaise greeted them as they knocked on the door of the restaurant.
"I thought you would make sure, Harry would be here on time," Blaise said to Draco.
Harry gritted his teeth, trying to hide his frustration at the situation, himself, and the unfairness of it all. But he would not utter one word. Not to anybody!
"I tried. But Harry took ages shopping," Draco said and moved by Blaise. "Victor, Charlie," he called out.
"Ages shopping, really? What did you buy?" Blaise asked.
"Something that would guarantee me this year's price!" Harry grinned and produced a violet can. "I got us the perfect Christmas Tinner," he said proudly, while his eyes never left Draco.
"Well, well. That sure makes though competition, but I wouldn't be too sure yet," Blaise grinned and closed the door behind Harry.
"Everybody is here- so let the party begin," Blaise called and the room fell silent.
Part 12
Author:
smirkingcatWord Count: 1.360
Rating: PG
Prompt:
slythindor100's 11th prompt: Warning: unbetaed, angst
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.
Small stones- huge waves.
To meet you again 11
Harry stepped out of his room and followed the sound of Draco's excited voice. Draco had had another nightmare and had crawled into bed with Harry again. However Harry had no idea when Draco had woken up.
"Really? And then what did you do?"
"The only sensible thing: I guilt tripped a Gryffindor to do the clean up."
Ohoh, was that really Blaise's voice? If Blaise was teaching Draco to be even more of a brat, he would be in real trouble, this time.
"That's so cool! Tell me another one!" Draco stated.
"Tell you another what? Blaise- don't you have to boss your employees around and be big busy restaurant owner?" Harry joined the conversation.
"Harry! Finally you are awake," Draco exclaimed joyfully.
"Had to entertain the kid, since you decided to have a bit of a lie in," Blaise said at the same time.
"Well, I'm awake now, and I'm also certain you corrupted Draco enough for the day. Go to work, you lazy arse," Harry joked.
"Oh sweet Harry, you don't know half of it, but I'm sure Draco will tell you over breakfast," Blaise winked at him, before he vanished.
"Tell me what?" Harry asked suspiciously.
Draco didn't remember Blaise so how the two of them could gang up on him -again- was beyond him. Probably some weird Slytherin-thing that normal people simply would never understand.
"Today at Noon Blaise is hosting a food party at his Restaurant. It's invitation only and you and I are invited! And Charlie and Victor are too!" Draco explained as Harry made himself breakfast.
"You want some too?" Harry asked as he was about to toss the bacon in the pan.
"No, I had breakfast at a decent hour. But I want some of the Christmas cookies" Draco replied before he remembered his excitement, "and you haven't said anything about Blaise's invitation. We will go, right? It'll be major fun, Blaise said so!"
"And because Blaise said so it's true, of course," Harry replied absentmindedly.
"Yes, it is! Blaise seems like a man who knows about fun. And he told me fun stories about you," Draco grinned at him.
"What kind of stories?" Harry shrieked.
There was so much stuff he had pulled of with Blaise over the years, or even worse the stuff Blaise had witnessed him and Draco doing. And then there was the things Draco could have told him... this was a horrifying thought to continue.
"He told me how clumsy you can be, but also that you are quite good at what you do," Draco said still grinning, before he snagged the first cookie from the plate Harry had put on the table.
"But you still haven't said if we will go!" Draco whined.
"If we don't go, you will make a fuss all day, right?" Harry asked.
"Victor will be there. And Charlie! I want to go!" Draco said half unsure, half demanding.
"Then we will go," Harry offered and sat down for his breakfast, "though we might have to go shopping fist. Did he mention a theme to you?" he asked, frowning.
"How do you... know...? YOU do this each year, right? That's why Blaise said I could convince you, and why you were so calm. You played ME!" Draco threw the half eaten cookie down.
"Hey, hey, I did nothing of the sort," Harry protested.
"Yes you did! You and him- you mocked me! Because- because I didn't know of your stupid ritual," Draco had stood up and stomped his feet.
"Draco, calm down."
"No! I'll not! You mock me, because- because- because of how I am!" Draco looked hurt, tears in his eyes, before he run out of the room.
Harry sighed, this was not how he expected this morning to go.
He followed Draco, and knocked on Draco's door before he entered.
Draco was lying on his bed hidden beneath his blanket, crying.
"I'm sorry Draco. I did not want to hurt you. I just- you were so excited, I simply didn't want to disappoint you," Harry sat down on the bed. He endured the silence for about thirty seconds before he went on. "It's true what you said... the first year Blaise opened the restaurant it went badly at the time. So to cheer him up in the Christmas season most of his friends gathered there and we all brought cakes and drinks and had a good time. It didn't change anything about the situation, but we had a nice time, we had fun. And somehow on the same date the next year we all came again and this time we brought fish and meat, and the year afterwards we ate pasta, and somehow they meetings become a tradition and a theme would be decided," Harry explained, sighing.
"I know you think I mocked you, but that is not true. I would never mock you, Draco, and for certain never about things you cannot change," Harry said. There was a shifting movement behind him.
"But many do mock me. And you, you and your friends treat me like I know nothing."
Harry couldn't describe the voice in words, but he felt the pain in his heart.
"I know! I know- I know I'm supposed to be as old as you. I can read! And all the other kids, they have normal bodies, but everyone keeps telling me I'm just a overgrown kid. But that was because you think I can't remember. But I remember now!" Draco huffed. "Not that you would care about what I remember, not as long as I don't remember all of it," Draco mumbled, turning his back on Harry.
"I never-"
"You never thought about it. Like you did not think about how we will live together. Clumsy and useless," Draco sounded bitter.
"Draco- I-I... sorry. You are right, and I am useless at this, I just try to help you..." Harry got up, not sure if his company would be helpful for the situation right now.
"The theme is 'crazy muggle food', and I still want to go. And if you tell anyone about this I will not speak to you again," Draco whispered, hiding deeper in his blanket.
"Okay," Harry replied, before he closed the door behind himself.
Harry finished his breakfast with a heavy heart. Of course, it made all sense, it simply never occurred to him, that Draco would think about such things. He had thought Draco was a clueless child. He simply underestimated the clever mind, because as a kid the only worry he really had was not to annoy his aunt and uncle, or run from his cousin. He had been so caught up in his own misery, and his friends advice, that it never occurred to him that things would change. At first Draco could only remember about five minutes to half an hour. But now Draco remembered nine months already, it was such an improvement.
Harry had only thought what it meant for him, never once what it meant for Draco.
"Fuck!" Harry exclaimed and punched the table. The harm was done now, but Harry simply had no clue how to repair it.
"Well, fuck!"
"Hey, there you are. Both of you are awfully late," Blaise greeted them as they knocked on the door of the restaurant.
"I thought you would make sure, Harry would be here on time," Blaise said to Draco.
Harry gritted his teeth, trying to hide his frustration at the situation, himself, and the unfairness of it all. But he would not utter one word. Not to anybody!
"I tried. But Harry took ages shopping," Draco said and moved by Blaise. "Victor, Charlie," he called out.
"Ages shopping, really? What did you buy?" Blaise asked.
"Something that would guarantee me this year's price!" Harry grinned and produced a violet can. "I got us the perfect Christmas Tinner," he said proudly, while his eyes never left Draco.
"Well, well. That sure makes though competition, but I wouldn't be too sure yet," Blaise grinned and closed the door behind Harry.
"Everybody is here- so let the party begin," Blaise called and the room fell silent.
Part 12
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Date: 2016-12-11 10:25 pm (UTC)I think this is the hardest time in Draco's recovery. He starts remembering things but is still processing them from a childlike perspective. As soon as he is able to see those from an adult perspective for longer than one minute things will improve.
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Date: 2016-12-12 08:28 am (UTC)thanks for reading and commenting <3
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Date: 2016-12-11 11:18 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2016-12-12 08:26 am (UTC)and draco really is in a shitty position
i just wonder how it will go on!
but i'm so glad you have so much hope!
thanks for the read and comment
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Date: 2016-12-12 01:55 am (UTC):(
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Date: 2016-12-12 08:24 am (UTC)and thanks for still reading and commenting <3
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Date: 2016-12-12 12:21 pm (UTC)I do understand Draco's frustration in this chapter. It must be so confusing for him, poor baby!
And poor Harry too! But I do agree that he's being too hard on himself.
Another brilliant chapter! I'm looking forward to the party if we get to see it!
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Date: 2016-12-12 08:13 pm (UTC)and i hope you will enjoy the next too!
and yes maybe harry is too hard on himself, we will see what will come of it
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Date: 2016-12-12 01:41 pm (UTC)I fee bad for Harry as well. This is completely new territory for him and he doesn't know how to navigate it. There are going to be many bumps along the way.
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Date: 2016-12-12 08:14 pm (UTC)so i am glad that some of the things i put in seem to work out alright, even if i doubt myself!
thanks so much for the read and the comment <3