Change is Good (H/D drabbles, PG)
Title: Change is Good
Author: sesheta_66
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100 (x 3 drabbles)
Challenges: dracoharry100's prompts of "change" (Apr 29), "moving house" (May 6), and "solitary man" (May 13) and for 100quills prompt 027 - “Pain.”
Summary: Change is good, or so Draco keeps telling himself.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. They belong to JK Rowling and her publishers. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
"Change is good. Change is good. Change is good." Draco was chanting his mantra, as he had been all day long.
"Don't you want to do this?" Harry asked, disappointment evident in his voice.
"Of course I do. I agreed to it after all, didn't I?" Draco replied.
"Yes," Harry said hesitantly. "But you don't seem to want to now that the time has come to do it." He tried to keep the hurt out of his voice.
Draco, sensing Harry's disappointment, tried to reassure him with a gentle kiss. "Harry, wherever you are is where I want to be."
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"You say you want this, but your actions paint a different picture." Harry turned away, afraid that pain would show in his eyes.
"Harry, I've lived in the same place my entire life. My family has lived at the Manor for generations. It was always my intent to live there, for my children to live there, and my children's children. I want to be with you more than anything in the world, but you need to understand this isn't easy for me."
"Okay, that's fair," said Harry. "I suppose it would be rather strange if you didn't feel that way."
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"Why don't you have any reservations about this move?"
"Let's just say I didn't have the happiest childhood, and leave it at that."
"We're moving in together, Harry. You should be able to talk to me about anything."
"We agreed not to dredge up the past, remember?"
"We agreed not to throw our past in each other's faces. I want to know all about what made you into the man you are"
"I suppose I figured I was on my own, that I had to deal with everything myself."
"So you're a solitary man?"
"Something like that."
"Not any more."
Author: sesheta_66
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100 (x 3 drabbles)
Challenges: dracoharry100's prompts of "change" (Apr 29), "moving house" (May 6), and "solitary man" (May 13) and for 100quills prompt 027 - “Pain.”
Summary: Change is good, or so Draco keeps telling himself.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. They belong to JK Rowling and her publishers. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
"Change is good. Change is good. Change is good." Draco was chanting his mantra, as he had been all day long.
"Don't you want to do this?" Harry asked, disappointment evident in his voice.
"Of course I do. I agreed to it after all, didn't I?" Draco replied.
"Yes," Harry said hesitantly. "But you don't seem to want to now that the time has come to do it." He tried to keep the hurt out of his voice.
Draco, sensing Harry's disappointment, tried to reassure him with a gentle kiss. "Harry, wherever you are is where I want to be."
~~~~~~~~~~~
"You say you want this, but your actions paint a different picture." Harry turned away, afraid that pain would show in his eyes.
"Harry, I've lived in the same place my entire life. My family has lived at the Manor for generations. It was always my intent to live there, for my children to live there, and my children's children. I want to be with you more than anything in the world, but you need to understand this isn't easy for me."
"Okay, that's fair," said Harry. "I suppose it would be rather strange if you didn't feel that way."
~~~~~~~~~~~
"Why don't you have any reservations about this move?"
"Let's just say I didn't have the happiest childhood, and leave it at that."
"We're moving in together, Harry. You should be able to talk to me about anything."
"We agreed not to dredge up the past, remember?"
"We agreed not to throw our past in each other's faces. I want to know all about what made you into the man you are"
"I suppose I figured I was on my own, that I had to deal with everything myself."
"So you're a solitary man?"
"Something like that."
"Not any more."