[Fic:] Past me, Future you 6 [THE END]
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smirkingcatTitle: Past me, Future you 6
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
smirkingcat
Word Count: 1.067
Rating: PG
Prompt:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
slythindor100's 25th 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 of the To meet you again series here, and the first part of Past me, Future you here
Have a happy new year with lots of health, fun, laughter and cake!
May your new year's resolutions hold up, and my fate treat you kindly!
Special Night deserves a double-feature- please enjoy the final instalment of Past me, Future you! Thanks to everyone who read, commented and stuck with me this long!
THANK YOU so much!
Past me, Future you 6
The party was already in full swing when Draco arrived, Pansy at his arm.
He had taken her out for a belated Christmas shopping, as apparently only that could make up for all the gifts he missed on giving her.
"Are you sure about this?" Pansy whispered slightly nervous in his ear.
"Perfectly. Don't worry, it's fine," Draco replied, a smile on his face.
He had cut his hair short again, managed to get an agreement with head auror Dawlish for a revaluation comes January and his spot back in the auror ranks. Then he had a long talk with Charlie Weasley, who readily agreed to add Draco back in as his chief- editor and small time co-writer, and he had managed to beat Krum to the snitch one in three times.
He also had moved back into the manor.
The cottage had been demolished, after they had taken all they wanted to keep out of it, and before they bid their good bye's.
That was what they had agreed upon the last time Draco had spoken with Harry, in Harry's workshop. They had spent nearly all day there, talking about their experiences, crying in each other's arms, and knowing that even if they tried, there simply was no way back. They had to craft a new way forward.
Harry had moved in with Neville and Theo, which had surprised everyone, except maybe Theo. Draco couldn't say, as they hadn't spoken about Harry on Christmas eve, when his friends had come over to the manor for a quick gift exchange.
"I'm not sure that your presence is not doing damage to my good looks. Everyone is staring at you," Pansy mumbled.
"They only stare at me, as to not stare at your cleavage. Really, is that dress even appropriate?"
"What, don't you like it?" Pansy whipped her shoulders.
"No, though I must say, being as gay as I am I think I don't enjoy it to the fullest. Still you are the most stunning women around," Draco completed her with a big smile, taking two glasses of champagne from the lavish decorated table.
"Finally the party couple is here- so get the music on," Blaise shouted over the already mingling people, giving his nod to the band he hired for the evening.
"Well, well, doesn't your place shine and sparkle tonight. Doing good are you?" Draco greeted Blaise, shaking his hand.
"Of course I am. And you look stunning too, my friend."
"Even you are completing him before me?" Pansy huffs.
"Well, I must say, I think I already said everything nice about your perfect bosom, so I don't want to sound redundant to you, my fair maiden," Blaise teases Pansy, kissing her hand.
"Oh don't you dare call me a maiden, that ship sailed," she tweaked him instead.
"Really you are such a difficult person, for such an easy lay," Blaise huffed.
"Priorities Blaise, I have them. And when I have an itch, I like it to be scratched," she grinned, making Draco roll his eyes.
"And this has nothing to do with Krum's teammate- how often did he visit you in the fourteen days he is now here?" Blaise teased.
"I think someone over there is calling for you, Mr Host," Pansy replied, before she drifted away to said friend.
Draco and Blaise simply stared after her before they grinned at each other. "Someone has it bad," Blaise commented.
"Someone does," Draco agreed readily.
"You will be fine?" Blaise asked suddenly serious.
"I will be excellent. I'm still Draco Malfoy after all.
"It's just that-"
"No, Blaise. It's fine," Draco said and stopped Blaise from speaking further.
Draco genuinely enjoyed the party. Talking to people he knew, and also meeting new people. He liked the air of excitement in the room. The new year was welcomed by many with good food, nice dancing, and happy company.
Shortly before midnight the people milled out into Blaise's atrium to enjoy the fireworks, Draco among them.
He had found a good spot a little aside to the main masses, to enjoy the fantastic display presented by the WWW.
"So even a Malfoy can enjoy fireworks. I thought it might be to plebeian for your taste."
Draco turned around to take a good look at Harry. He too cut his hair, and it fitted him nicely. He also seemed to have gained some of his muscles back, so he must be eating well, and there was a silent glow of excitement around him. Truly Harry looked well, collected and healthy, and Draco felt proud of him, of knowing that once again Harry managed to pull through the impossible.
"Insults Potter? The new year is barely two minutes old," Draco replied, not taking his eyes of the sky, as a huge dragon took flight.
"Habit when I see you. Maybe a fresh start would do us some good too. I'm Harry Potter, apparently I'm a saviour to the wizarding world, but really I like my carpeting business better. And I might have been a git to you in school, but I made up for that, when I didn't let you and your family be dragged off to Azakaban," Harry stammered, heart beating fast in his chest, stretching out his hand.
"Well, that is an awkward introduction, if I ever heard one. Let's see I'm Draco Malfoy, my family tried to kill you more than once I presume, and I have a mark on my arm you might not appreciate very much, and your godson is my cousin once removed. I was all about the Dark Arts in school, so now as an auror I do a fantastic job in fighting them, and I still like flying, and winning, and chocolate. Don't expect any worship from me," Draco replied, shaking the offered hand. "There, did I beat you?"
"Everything is a contest for you, is it not?" Harry rolled his eyes, but a smile on his lips. "Still, I'm glad I got to meet you again. I'm sure you got lots of entertaining stories to tell." Harry's eyes were sparkling, and he hadn't yet let go of Draco's hand, enjoying the tingle for them touch.
"Oh, I have. What do you want to hear first? The one in my first year, where other aurors were called on me, and I was detained by the subject I should have interviewed? That is an audience favourite," Draco smiled back, not letting go either.
"I have a feeling Malfoy, I want to hear them all."
"Then I shall oblige you, as it will be my pleasure. But only if you tell me some of your stories, oh great carpenter," Draco smirked back, a spark of mischief in his eyes.
A new year, a new chance, an old love.
That was their silent promise to one another.
The End
Author:
smirkingcatWord Count: 1.067
Rating: PG
Prompt:
slythindor100's 25th 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 of the To meet you again series here, and the first part of Past me, Future you here
Have a happy new year with lots of health, fun, laughter and cake!
May your new year's resolutions hold up, and my fate treat you kindly!
Special Night deserves a double-feature- please enjoy the final instalment of Past me, Future you! Thanks to everyone who read, commented and stuck with me this long!
THANK YOU so much!
Past me, Future you 6
The party was already in full swing when Draco arrived, Pansy at his arm.
He had taken her out for a belated Christmas shopping, as apparently only that could make up for all the gifts he missed on giving her.
"Are you sure about this?" Pansy whispered slightly nervous in his ear.
"Perfectly. Don't worry, it's fine," Draco replied, a smile on his face.
He had cut his hair short again, managed to get an agreement with head auror Dawlish for a revaluation comes January and his spot back in the auror ranks. Then he had a long talk with Charlie Weasley, who readily agreed to add Draco back in as his chief- editor and small time co-writer, and he had managed to beat Krum to the snitch one in three times.
He also had moved back into the manor.
The cottage had been demolished, after they had taken all they wanted to keep out of it, and before they bid their good bye's.
That was what they had agreed upon the last time Draco had spoken with Harry, in Harry's workshop. They had spent nearly all day there, talking about their experiences, crying in each other's arms, and knowing that even if they tried, there simply was no way back. They had to craft a new way forward.
Harry had moved in with Neville and Theo, which had surprised everyone, except maybe Theo. Draco couldn't say, as they hadn't spoken about Harry on Christmas eve, when his friends had come over to the manor for a quick gift exchange.
"I'm not sure that your presence is not doing damage to my good looks. Everyone is staring at you," Pansy mumbled.
"They only stare at me, as to not stare at your cleavage. Really, is that dress even appropriate?"
"What, don't you like it?" Pansy whipped her shoulders.
"No, though I must say, being as gay as I am I think I don't enjoy it to the fullest. Still you are the most stunning women around," Draco completed her with a big smile, taking two glasses of champagne from the lavish decorated table.
"Finally the party couple is here- so get the music on," Blaise shouted over the already mingling people, giving his nod to the band he hired for the evening.
"Well, well, doesn't your place shine and sparkle tonight. Doing good are you?" Draco greeted Blaise, shaking his hand.
"Of course I am. And you look stunning too, my friend."
"Even you are completing him before me?" Pansy huffs.
"Well, I must say, I think I already said everything nice about your perfect bosom, so I don't want to sound redundant to you, my fair maiden," Blaise teases Pansy, kissing her hand.
"Oh don't you dare call me a maiden, that ship sailed," she tweaked him instead.
"Really you are such a difficult person, for such an easy lay," Blaise huffed.
"Priorities Blaise, I have them. And when I have an itch, I like it to be scratched," she grinned, making Draco roll his eyes.
"And this has nothing to do with Krum's teammate- how often did he visit you in the fourteen days he is now here?" Blaise teased.
"I think someone over there is calling for you, Mr Host," Pansy replied, before she drifted away to said friend.
Draco and Blaise simply stared after her before they grinned at each other. "Someone has it bad," Blaise commented.
"Someone does," Draco agreed readily.
"You will be fine?" Blaise asked suddenly serious.
"I will be excellent. I'm still Draco Malfoy after all.
"It's just that-"
"No, Blaise. It's fine," Draco said and stopped Blaise from speaking further.
Draco genuinely enjoyed the party. Talking to people he knew, and also meeting new people. He liked the air of excitement in the room. The new year was welcomed by many with good food, nice dancing, and happy company.
Shortly before midnight the people milled out into Blaise's atrium to enjoy the fireworks, Draco among them.
He had found a good spot a little aside to the main masses, to enjoy the fantastic display presented by the WWW.
"So even a Malfoy can enjoy fireworks. I thought it might be to plebeian for your taste."
Draco turned around to take a good look at Harry. He too cut his hair, and it fitted him nicely. He also seemed to have gained some of his muscles back, so he must be eating well, and there was a silent glow of excitement around him. Truly Harry looked well, collected and healthy, and Draco felt proud of him, of knowing that once again Harry managed to pull through the impossible.
"Insults Potter? The new year is barely two minutes old," Draco replied, not taking his eyes of the sky, as a huge dragon took flight.
"Habit when I see you. Maybe a fresh start would do us some good too. I'm Harry Potter, apparently I'm a saviour to the wizarding world, but really I like my carpeting business better. And I might have been a git to you in school, but I made up for that, when I didn't let you and your family be dragged off to Azakaban," Harry stammered, heart beating fast in his chest, stretching out his hand.
"Well, that is an awkward introduction, if I ever heard one. Let's see I'm Draco Malfoy, my family tried to kill you more than once I presume, and I have a mark on my arm you might not appreciate very much, and your godson is my cousin once removed. I was all about the Dark Arts in school, so now as an auror I do a fantastic job in fighting them, and I still like flying, and winning, and chocolate. Don't expect any worship from me," Draco replied, shaking the offered hand. "There, did I beat you?"
"Everything is a contest for you, is it not?" Harry rolled his eyes, but a smile on his lips. "Still, I'm glad I got to meet you again. I'm sure you got lots of entertaining stories to tell." Harry's eyes were sparkling, and he hadn't yet let go of Draco's hand, enjoying the tingle for them touch.
"Oh, I have. What do you want to hear first? The one in my first year, where other aurors were called on me, and I was detained by the subject I should have interviewed? That is an audience favourite," Draco smiled back, not letting go either.
"I have a feeling Malfoy, I want to hear them all."
"Then I shall oblige you, as it will be my pleasure. But only if you tell me some of your stories, oh great carpenter," Draco smirked back, a spark of mischief in his eyes.
A new year, a new chance, an old love.
That was their silent promise to one another.
The End
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Date: 2016-12-31 09:51 pm (UTC)and i'm so glad you like pansy and blaise!
besides being sick (and the new year still being 1h10min away) i'm doing fine, chillaxing at home, with cat already under the bed (though she just peed right next to my desk, but i have not the heart to punish her, as she is afraid a lot)
happy new year to you too!!
<3