About Two Boys: Five
About Two Boys is a series of drabbles linking Harry and Draco's lives, a moment from each year starting with their births.
Previous parts: Birth -- One -- Two -- Three -- Four
Five
“Draco, I have a present for you.” Lucius watched as his son instantly forgot the painting he’d been diligently working on. Scrambling to his feet, Draco raced across the playroom to his father’s side.
“Show me.” Draco’s eyes lit as he bounced with excitement. “What is it?”
Crouching down, Lucius held out his clenched hand. “You must ask politely. Only Muggles and Mudbloods shriek and shout.”
Draco suddenly stilled and with a little huff said, “Please may I see what you’ve brought me, father?”
“Of course.” Lucius opened his fingers and fluttering on his palm was a tiny Golden Snitch.
*
Harry found it in the garden.
He’d been looking for pebbles when he found it poking out of a lump of dirt. He liked pebbles...flat, smooth ones and sharp pointy ones. He’d line them up on the grass to see the different shapes. But Dudley always ruined everything by kicking them all over the place.
The lump of dirt contained a large glass marble with green and white insides. Cleaning it on his sleeve, he held it up to see it glisten in the sun.
Quickly he pocketed it. If Dudley saw it he’d make Aunt Petunia take it away.
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Six
Previous parts: Birth -- One -- Two -- Three -- Four
Five
“Draco, I have a present for you.” Lucius watched as his son instantly forgot the painting he’d been diligently working on. Scrambling to his feet, Draco raced across the playroom to his father’s side.
“Show me.” Draco’s eyes lit as he bounced with excitement. “What is it?”
Crouching down, Lucius held out his clenched hand. “You must ask politely. Only Muggles and Mudbloods shriek and shout.”
Draco suddenly stilled and with a little huff said, “Please may I see what you’ve brought me, father?”
“Of course.” Lucius opened his fingers and fluttering on his palm was a tiny Golden Snitch.
*
Harry found it in the garden.
He’d been looking for pebbles when he found it poking out of a lump of dirt. He liked pebbles...flat, smooth ones and sharp pointy ones. He’d line them up on the grass to see the different shapes. But Dudley always ruined everything by kicking them all over the place.
The lump of dirt contained a large glass marble with green and white insides. Cleaning it on his sleeve, he held it up to see it glisten in the sun.
Quickly he pocketed it. If Dudley saw it he’d make Aunt Petunia take it away.
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