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[boywholives]

Draco...you're...home...

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[dracolicious]

What have we here?

[boywholives]

Nothing-

[dracolicious]

It doesn't look at all like nothing, actually.

[boywholives]

But...

[dracolicious]

But what?

[boywholives]

Nothing. Not like you're going to hear a damn word I say, anyhow.

[dracolicious]

I'll hear you regardless of whether I choose to listen and take heed, et cetera.

[boywholives]

Then what's the point? Why would I bother wasting my breath?

[dracolicious]

I don't know.

[boywholives]

...

[dracolicious]

Well.

[boywholives]

Let me ask you something, Draco.

If there was no Emma or James to think about, and if given the choice, would you want out until Voldemort was dead? If you could put this - us - on hold until it was finally finished...would you?

[dracolicious]

It would be an entirely different event if we didn't have children to worry about. You can't even compare the two.

[boywholives]

Would you?

[dracolicious]

No.

. . . Though it might be easier to fight at your side if it was only my fear and horror I were responsible for, instead of shouldering the emotion for three.

[boywholives]

Okay. Then if that's the case, I need to be able to talk to you about...things. I need you to not shut me out just because it makes you uncomfortable. You're not the only one who gets scared.