To meet you again 13
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Word Count: 1.885
Rating: PG
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slythindor100's 13th prompt: 
Warning: unbetaed, full on angst! maybe even dark
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.
When things go bad, they go to hell.
To meet you again 13
"That hit the spot," Ron leaned back into his chair, stroking his stomach.
"We are very happy, that whatever you are feeding there, is satisfied now," George replied and patted Ron's stomach for good measure.
"But truly, that was a very lovely dinner, well done Blaise," Pansy grinned.
"For my friends just the best," Blaise replied, making the impression of a great ruler.
"Yeah, after you forced us to eat some of the most gross stuff on earth," Nev replied.
"Neville! You did not have to remind us," Charlie groaned.
"Technically, he did not force us. We did this to ourselves. I stand with my former comment, prone to self-torture the lot of us," Nott said and took a sip of his wine.
"Never thought Slytherins were one for that sort of thing," George wondered, eying Pansy critically.
"Oh George, there are many things you do not know about Slytherins," she joked, giving him a sexy wink.
"I start to see that," George replied.
It was during this easy conversations, before the Christmas Crackers were put out, that Harry slipped away to the nice inner courtyard Blaise's restaurant came with.
Today truly was a mess, and slowly Harry felt like he was cracking under the pressure. Everyone had thrown him curios glances when Draco sat down between Victor and George, taking the seat furthest away from Harry. Before it hadn't been noticed by anyone, but now it was clear, that Draco was avoiding him. And in opposition to the man Draco used to be, who would hide his displeasure and only let Harry feel it, the younger Draco showed it very openly. However there was simply nothing Harry could do.
And then there was Charlie with his innuendos and Victor with his small touches, Neville always whispering something to Nott- all the couple things, he should be doing with his husband, all the reminders that this was another Christmas without the man he loved. Watching Draco from afar was even harder, then having him next to him. When Draco sat next to him, and Harry heard the simple speech-pattern, that was Malfoy-ish but not as refined as Draco's used to be, it was easy to forget his longing and his want for Draco. But seeing Draco eat, those gracious movements, while still a little sloppy- it was the body of the man he worshiped and not touching it was hard. What really tore him appart on the inside though was his want, his need! He should not want Draco, but at the same time this was still the body of the man he loved. How could he stop-
"Potter," Nott said, coming to a halt next to him, taking a look around the still snow covered trees. Snow that wasn't dirty and awful to look at but white and fluffy as if it had just fallen. Magic really was beautiful.
"Nott," Harry replied.
"I see you did what you always do and fucked things up royally," Nott stated calmly.
"No," Harry gritted out. "You don't get to judge me, you off all people don't get to mock me anymore. I did what you told me, and believe me, it did not go well for me!"
"Oh, I don't have to believe you, I know," Nott simply answered.
"Of course you do. Well, I don't have to listen to you anymore," Harry turned around to go, but the door was slammed shut before he reached it.
"You will stay and talk to me," Nott said, making Harry angrier.
"Why should I? What is it even that 'you know', oh wise one," Harry crossed his arms in front of his chest, as to not go for his wand.
"I know that you did not think any of your actions through. I know that you are completely helpless when it comes to taking care of the Draco he is now. I know what he said to you, and how you failed to handle the situation yet again. It truly is astonishing how you managed to get in life so far," Nott replied.
Harry felt the moment his patience snapped.
"Oh, of course you know all that, and of course you would have handled it all so much better. Somehow I wonder why you don't take care of him then? After all it was you how woke him up, you just had to offer to help him then? Or maybe you could have helped by coming by once a week, or even once a fucking month. But no, instead of being there for your oh so important best friend, the moment you managed to wake him up, you had to go on a nice trip with your boyfriend. And then when you came back, you had to work hard for the Ministry again. Wouldn't do for Nott Theodore - the most impressive Unspeakable- to waste his time by sitting next to a child, who not only didn't remember you, but not even his own name, or where he was for more than an hour. And now three years later you want to berate me. Think again Nott. I respected your opinion and followed your advice, and in the end like so many times before, it bit me in the arse." Harry shouted, glaring at Nott.
"Are you quite finished, or do you need to go on?" Nott asked, not even frowning at Harry's words.
"You are a true bastard, aren't you? I can't understand why Neville even wants to be with you. he deserves so much better. Do you even care about anyone?" Harry groaned in frustration, because he was certain he would not be able to open the door, and he did not want to embarrass himself further.
"What have you told him, about the whole situation so far? What will you do with him when you are going to work?" Nott simply asked, ignoring Harry's taunts.
"He will go to Andromeda and Teddy for when I have to work, and I shall arrange it with the hospital, that he might spent time there with his friends. As for what I have told him- according to you and your advice I have not told him anything! As I would not want to damage him!" Harry gritted out. He just wanted to be alone, and be somewhere where Theodore Nott was not.
"I never said that. And as it is clear that now he can remember what he is living through, and comprehend that not all is as it should be, the truth, in small doses might do him some good," Nott said, and Harry simply gaped at him.
"And how was I supposed to know that? And what exactly is the truth? Should I tell him that he is cursed? Should I tell him what has happened about the war-
"He already knows about the war. He read about it at the hospital, in some old papers he found," Nott interrupted calmly.
"What? How do you know that?"
"I'm a very good Legilimens, and while Draco was one of the strongest Occlumance I have ever run across, he is not now. He was angry with you- well he still is angry with you- for not telling him the truth, for not talking to him, and apparently he felt the ward with which you cut of the hallway to your former bedroom, and he thinks you are hiding more truth there, which he is correct about," Nott explained.
Harry couldn't remember the moment he had taken out his wand, but he felt the moment the stunner left his wand tip to fly at Nott. It never reached the bastard, but at least it sent a message across.
"Why don't you take him then? As I apparently am unable to do anything right by you or him- I'm sick of it... you standing there, mocking me, berating me. You with your perfect little Nott - Mansion, your perfect little boyfriend, who adores you, and your perfect job. You don't know shit about my last years. How I smiled at a child I truly hate because that child is supposed to be my lover, how I joked with everyone, while trying to ignore how lonely I feel because there is no one left who would be interested in the inane things I want to talk about. Or the worries I had when his magic went haywire due to yet another panic attack because he didn't know anything. I tried, every day, even when you told me to give up hope I tried, and I was there, and you weren't. You just stand there and tell me about all the things I do wrong, but at the end of the day I sit at his bed to tuck him in and read a dragon book to him, while you go to bed with your lover, and just forget about all your worries, and bask in your successful life. Leave me alone Nott, and leave Draco alone. We got this far without you, we will sort the rest out for ourselves too," Harry said and this time he reached for the door. he was tired and empty and he did not want to listen to more of Nott's berating.
"Except that without me, he would still be in coma, and still be wasting, or he might even be dead," Nott replied.
And while the stunner had been a warning, this time Harry turned around with a real curse on his lips. Harry would be the first to admit that he was out of practice when it came to duelling, he had no need for it anymore in his life. But sometimes Draco had asked him to assist and practice with him, and while it had been years, the instincts where still there. And so the fight started.
"What is going on?" Neville asked, stepping through the door, that Nott had apparently only closed from this side, or already opened again, and shifted his look between a bleeding and limping Harry and his boyfriend. Harry was sure that at least one cutting- curse had hit Nott, but with his long black robes it was hard to see.
"Nothing that concerns you," Harry snapped at Neville and turned around to finally leave the courtyard.
"Theo! Take the misearia maxima from him. NOW," Neville demanded, as he realized what the black sparks around Harry were.
"Finite omnis," Nott casted easily enough. Such a difficult counter, and Nott casted it as if it was merely an afterthought.
But not with Harry! He turned around in a swift movement, and flicking the finite of into another direction : "I don't need your pit-"
Before he could finish he saw the falling movement in his peripheral vision.
The scream that followed was horrifying!
All Harry could do was watch while people from the room stormed to the person lying on the doorstep. Even as Nott pushed him into the snow in his haste to get there his thoughts did not return.
Finite omnis the most powerful counter-charm there was. And he had sent it straight at Draco.
He had killed the man he loved, and the child he promised to protect.
Misearia maxima indeed!
But why was there also this relief, as a weight, that nearly crushed him disappeared...
Part 14
Author:
smirkingcatWord Count: 1.885
Rating: PG
Prompt:
slythindor100's 13th prompt: 
Warning: unbetaed, full on angst! maybe even dark
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.
When things go bad, they go to hell.
To meet you again 13
"That hit the spot," Ron leaned back into his chair, stroking his stomach.
"We are very happy, that whatever you are feeding there, is satisfied now," George replied and patted Ron's stomach for good measure.
"But truly, that was a very lovely dinner, well done Blaise," Pansy grinned.
"For my friends just the best," Blaise replied, making the impression of a great ruler.
"Yeah, after you forced us to eat some of the most gross stuff on earth," Nev replied.
"Neville! You did not have to remind us," Charlie groaned.
"Technically, he did not force us. We did this to ourselves. I stand with my former comment, prone to self-torture the lot of us," Nott said and took a sip of his wine.
"Never thought Slytherins were one for that sort of thing," George wondered, eying Pansy critically.
"Oh George, there are many things you do not know about Slytherins," she joked, giving him a sexy wink.
"I start to see that," George replied.
It was during this easy conversations, before the Christmas Crackers were put out, that Harry slipped away to the nice inner courtyard Blaise's restaurant came with.
Today truly was a mess, and slowly Harry felt like he was cracking under the pressure. Everyone had thrown him curios glances when Draco sat down between Victor and George, taking the seat furthest away from Harry. Before it hadn't been noticed by anyone, but now it was clear, that Draco was avoiding him. And in opposition to the man Draco used to be, who would hide his displeasure and only let Harry feel it, the younger Draco showed it very openly. However there was simply nothing Harry could do.
And then there was Charlie with his innuendos and Victor with his small touches, Neville always whispering something to Nott- all the couple things, he should be doing with his husband, all the reminders that this was another Christmas without the man he loved. Watching Draco from afar was even harder, then having him next to him. When Draco sat next to him, and Harry heard the simple speech-pattern, that was Malfoy-ish but not as refined as Draco's used to be, it was easy to forget his longing and his want for Draco. But seeing Draco eat, those gracious movements, while still a little sloppy- it was the body of the man he worshiped and not touching it was hard. What really tore him appart on the inside though was his want, his need! He should not want Draco, but at the same time this was still the body of the man he loved. How could he stop-
"Potter," Nott said, coming to a halt next to him, taking a look around the still snow covered trees. Snow that wasn't dirty and awful to look at but white and fluffy as if it had just fallen. Magic really was beautiful.
"Nott," Harry replied.
"I see you did what you always do and fucked things up royally," Nott stated calmly.
"No," Harry gritted out. "You don't get to judge me, you off all people don't get to mock me anymore. I did what you told me, and believe me, it did not go well for me!"
"Oh, I don't have to believe you, I know," Nott simply answered.
"Of course you do. Well, I don't have to listen to you anymore," Harry turned around to go, but the door was slammed shut before he reached it.
"You will stay and talk to me," Nott said, making Harry angrier.
"Why should I? What is it even that 'you know', oh wise one," Harry crossed his arms in front of his chest, as to not go for his wand.
"I know that you did not think any of your actions through. I know that you are completely helpless when it comes to taking care of the Draco he is now. I know what he said to you, and how you failed to handle the situation yet again. It truly is astonishing how you managed to get in life so far," Nott replied.
Harry felt the moment his patience snapped.
"Oh, of course you know all that, and of course you would have handled it all so much better. Somehow I wonder why you don't take care of him then? After all it was you how woke him up, you just had to offer to help him then? Or maybe you could have helped by coming by once a week, or even once a fucking month. But no, instead of being there for your oh so important best friend, the moment you managed to wake him up, you had to go on a nice trip with your boyfriend. And then when you came back, you had to work hard for the Ministry again. Wouldn't do for Nott Theodore - the most impressive Unspeakable- to waste his time by sitting next to a child, who not only didn't remember you, but not even his own name, or where he was for more than an hour. And now three years later you want to berate me. Think again Nott. I respected your opinion and followed your advice, and in the end like so many times before, it bit me in the arse." Harry shouted, glaring at Nott.
"Are you quite finished, or do you need to go on?" Nott asked, not even frowning at Harry's words.
"You are a true bastard, aren't you? I can't understand why Neville even wants to be with you. he deserves so much better. Do you even care about anyone?" Harry groaned in frustration, because he was certain he would not be able to open the door, and he did not want to embarrass himself further.
"What have you told him, about the whole situation so far? What will you do with him when you are going to work?" Nott simply asked, ignoring Harry's taunts.
"He will go to Andromeda and Teddy for when I have to work, and I shall arrange it with the hospital, that he might spent time there with his friends. As for what I have told him- according to you and your advice I have not told him anything! As I would not want to damage him!" Harry gritted out. He just wanted to be alone, and be somewhere where Theodore Nott was not.
"I never said that. And as it is clear that now he can remember what he is living through, and comprehend that not all is as it should be, the truth, in small doses might do him some good," Nott said, and Harry simply gaped at him.
"And how was I supposed to know that? And what exactly is the truth? Should I tell him that he is cursed? Should I tell him what has happened about the war-
"He already knows about the war. He read about it at the hospital, in some old papers he found," Nott interrupted calmly.
"What? How do you know that?"
"I'm a very good Legilimens, and while Draco was one of the strongest Occlumance I have ever run across, he is not now. He was angry with you- well he still is angry with you- for not telling him the truth, for not talking to him, and apparently he felt the ward with which you cut of the hallway to your former bedroom, and he thinks you are hiding more truth there, which he is correct about," Nott explained.
Harry couldn't remember the moment he had taken out his wand, but he felt the moment the stunner left his wand tip to fly at Nott. It never reached the bastard, but at least it sent a message across.
"Why don't you take him then? As I apparently am unable to do anything right by you or him- I'm sick of it... you standing there, mocking me, berating me. You with your perfect little Nott - Mansion, your perfect little boyfriend, who adores you, and your perfect job. You don't know shit about my last years. How I smiled at a child I truly hate because that child is supposed to be my lover, how I joked with everyone, while trying to ignore how lonely I feel because there is no one left who would be interested in the inane things I want to talk about. Or the worries I had when his magic went haywire due to yet another panic attack because he didn't know anything. I tried, every day, even when you told me to give up hope I tried, and I was there, and you weren't. You just stand there and tell me about all the things I do wrong, but at the end of the day I sit at his bed to tuck him in and read a dragon book to him, while you go to bed with your lover, and just forget about all your worries, and bask in your successful life. Leave me alone Nott, and leave Draco alone. We got this far without you, we will sort the rest out for ourselves too," Harry said and this time he reached for the door. he was tired and empty and he did not want to listen to more of Nott's berating.
"Except that without me, he would still be in coma, and still be wasting, or he might even be dead," Nott replied.
And while the stunner had been a warning, this time Harry turned around with a real curse on his lips. Harry would be the first to admit that he was out of practice when it came to duelling, he had no need for it anymore in his life. But sometimes Draco had asked him to assist and practice with him, and while it had been years, the instincts where still there. And so the fight started.
"What is going on?" Neville asked, stepping through the door, that Nott had apparently only closed from this side, or already opened again, and shifted his look between a bleeding and limping Harry and his boyfriend. Harry was sure that at least one cutting- curse had hit Nott, but with his long black robes it was hard to see.
"Nothing that concerns you," Harry snapped at Neville and turned around to finally leave the courtyard.
"Theo! Take the misearia maxima from him. NOW," Neville demanded, as he realized what the black sparks around Harry were.
"Finite omnis," Nott casted easily enough. Such a difficult counter, and Nott casted it as if it was merely an afterthought.
But not with Harry! He turned around in a swift movement, and flicking the finite of into another direction : "I don't need your pit-"
Before he could finish he saw the falling movement in his peripheral vision.
The scream that followed was horrifying!
All Harry could do was watch while people from the room stormed to the person lying on the doorstep. Even as Nott pushed him into the snow in his haste to get there his thoughts did not return.
Finite omnis the most powerful counter-charm there was. And he had sent it straight at Draco.
He had killed the man he loved, and the child he promised to protect.
Misearia maxima indeed!
But why was there also this relief, as a weight, that nearly crushed him disappeared...
Part 14
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Date: 2016-12-14 01:07 am (UTC)I feel so badly for everyone in this situation, especially Draco. I can see that he wants to be better for Harry, but he simply can't be -- not yet.
I'm still certain that their love will endure, in whatever form it comes.
♥
(no subject)
Date: 2016-12-14 11:40 am (UTC)thanks so much for this lovely comment!
and lets hope for the best !
and for good prompts which are easy to use XD
(no subject)
Date: 2016-12-14 02:23 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2016-12-14 11:41 am (UTC)i am totally there with you
(no subject)
Date: 2016-12-14 05:09 am (UTC)I appreciated the argument you wrote between Harry and Nott. Nott had some good points about Harry not thinking things through, but I have to agree with Harry that Nott is being a complete bastard in regard to Harry's feelings and the overall situation. If Nott had been a good friend, he would have come by to check on Draco's progress. Or even from a professional standpoint, he should have checked on his patient and the continuing effects of the curse and recovery.
God, poor Harry. But maybe this Finite Omnis can somehow stop the curses that were put on Draco. *bites nails*
(no subject)
Date: 2016-12-14 11:43 am (UTC)and i hope i wont have you bite your nails for too long- not that you run out of them!
for certain things are going to change in the near future for the boys
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Date: 2016-12-14 06:21 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2016-12-14 11:45 am (UTC)the bad thing is i have no clue so far
the worse thing is- i'm even more excited than ppl will believe me to be XD
thanks so much for the read and the comment!
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Date: 2016-12-14 10:25 am (UTC)The argument makes so much sense, on both sides. Nott is so arrogant and such a bastard, but it does seem like he'll be one of the ones who can bring Draco back. And poor Harry!
I hope Draco will be alright! But maybe it will help a little? Hmmm... :)
(no subject)
Date: 2016-12-14 11:47 am (UTC)and lets see what the future will bring- i dont know as of yet!
let's see what my trainride will do to the story (it did nothing for the story yesterday because what i wrote on train is not what you got to read)
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Date: 2016-12-14 11:42 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2016-12-14 11:54 am (UTC)and i completely agree, they are both in the wrong!
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Date: 2016-12-14 01:48 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2016-12-15 10:08 am (UTC)and a bit of dark didn't hurt anyone ;)
thanks for the read and the comment!