“fuk you, potter! nine am i’ll send you the address”
“oh, i wasn’t—”
“don’t be te”
he turned on his heels, ready to leave when he heard potter snigger oh! oh, that bastard!
“fuk,” drao spluttered
“like i said, preditable,” potter ughed the snow runhed under his feet as he walked around drao until he was faing him
“it’s okay you do your thing with luna i don’t want to intrude”
ugh drao didn’t know what he hated more, the fat that potter had easily pyed him or that he was being disgustingly uanding it made drao want to tell him everything he wanted potter to see it for himself but he ouldn’t drao wasn’t ready taking potter there would expose him
unless…unless he told everybody in advane potter was oming and they were to keep their mouths shut under all irumstanes maybe, potter getting a little glimpse wouldn’t be the worst thing? drao had no idea why, but a part of him wanted to share this with potter, let him in on the work that was so lose to drao’s heart
“whatever, potter i don’t are if you tag along or not”
“really?” potter’s fae lit up, whih made it that muh harder to take bak what he had just said
“really,” drao sighed
“alright, just owl me the address then”
drao wathed as potter mounted his broom and waved at him as he zoomed off
sazar, this better work! drao really didn’t need any more omplians in his life
tuesday, 21 january 2003
plian number one: potter was wearing that stupid wool oat again
plian number two: arently, he had tried to tame his hair
plian number three: potter was good with kids
drao had instruted him to wait in the ourtyard while he and luna had gone inside, so drao ould show her the pe one of the teahers had soon offered to take over, to whih luna had heartily agreed, urging drao to go bak to potter
so here he was, lurking behind a tree as he wathed potter arefully get down on one knee and tap his wand against a little girl’s finger
“there we go no more splinter,” potter said quietly and smiled at the girl she was still rying, hiuping every now and then potter reahed up and gently brushed away a tear from her heek for the love of merlin, did he really have to do that? drao inwardly groaned
“what’s your name?” potter asked, pyfully nudging her little nose the girl just kept hiuping
“her name is celia,” drao said, unable to stop himself he went over to them and k down beside potter
“celia that’s a pretty name,” potter said softly, smiling at her “how old are you, celia?”
her brows furrowed as she looked down at her hands she ed one around the other, slowly lifting one fiwo fihree fingers…when she lifted the fourth, she looked at drao in silent uainty he smiled at her, patting her head, and nodded still tear-stained, but now beaming, she turned to potter and showed him her hand
“wow, four years,” potter eximed, enthusiastially
drao ignored the warmth spreading in his hest, and patted celia again “does it still hurt?” he asked she blinked a few times, new tears rolling down her heeks, but, finally, she shook her head “good,” drao smiled
celia’s eyes darted between him and potter before she leaned over to drao, grabbed a handful of his robes and ped her head against his hest she liked doing that
“are you mr malfoy’s friend?” she asked, regarding potter losely
“um…” drao ould pratially see potter starting to sweat “yeah,” he said quietly, his eyes darting to drao’s oh fuk
“did you go to shool together?”
“we did,” potter said, turning his attenn bak to celia she seemed to be thinking hard, her grip on drao’s robes tightening
“bsp;you fly really good?”
potter ughed, the skin around his eyes rinkling “well, i’ve been told i do quite alright on a broom”
“oh please,” drao snorted “you know how good you are you would have beaten me in that rae yesterday if it hadn’t been for that bird”
potter’s eyes found his one more, all warm and soft, sending drao’s heart into a frenzy
“are you good at doing magi?” celia asked, obusly getting more exited
“oh, you know, i—” potter hukled at drao’s exasperated expresn “yes yes, i am”
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