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PostPosted: Mon Oct 11, 2021 12:47 pm 

This body is a vessel for my mayhem and as long as I can perform bafoonery it doesn’t matter if this stomach is flat or not

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The way Buchannan had seemed to keep asking him questions, seeming still interested in every single part of Draco’s process, kept taking Draco aback. There was never any hostility in Buchannan’s questions, just was seemed like a genuine curiosity and interest in Draco’s process.
It had kept them talking by the fireplace for much longer than what was actually needed. It had been a relief to Draco though, being able to share details that he knew most people would never care about.
However, once the fireplace was done crackling, indicating that Buchannan had reached his end destination, Draco felt like he could collapse, feeling like he had spent so much time being poised that now that the facade was no longer necessary, it just left him exhausted.
“I can’t believe that it went that well.”

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Harry’s eyes only found Draco when the other spoke, his attention turning quickly enough to watch Draco’s posture relax. It made Harry smile, genuinely happy that Draco had gained a sense of recognition beyond what Harry could provide.
“I can,” he simply mused, trying not to sound like Draco had been unreasonable for expecting Buchannan to be overly critical of his work.
Having experienced how Martin Clarke had treated Draco, there was no faulting Draco for having a skewed point of reference for how such things were expected to go. There was, however, a sense of relief that Harry hadn’t misjudged Buchannan’s character, and hadn’t unknowingly invited another self righteous moron into Draco’s home.
“You’re good at what you do,” Harry encouraged, the smile almost timidly seeping into his tone of voice. “He can't do anything but respect that.”


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PostPosted: Mon Oct 11, 2021 3:05 pm 

This body is a vessel for my mayhem and as long as I can perform bafoonery it doesn’t matter if this stomach is flat or not

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Draco smiled softly at that, looking over at Harry, getting to see him properly for the first time since Buchannan had arrived. He had always known that Harry believed in him and his abilities, but having a ministry official confirm that he actually knew what he was doing helped a lot to him.
“Thank you,” he said with a warm smile, having been so deeply thankful that Harry had been with him for the entire round, even if his presence hadn’t been entirely necessary. To further underline his thanks, Draco reached out to take Harry’s hand, relieved to be able to touch him freely again.
“You sure you’r’e okay?”

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Harry almost turned away from the caress, not out of discomfort but out of surprise, all but laughing at the question. While he ducked his head, he didn’t stop Draco from taking his hand, the touch sending shimmers up his arm.
“Yeah,” he grinned sheepishly as his eyes returned onto Draco.
He had felt unsettled in the cellar, but it hadn’t been unbearable, and Harry hadn’t gotten the impression that Buchannan had taken notice of anything; but then again, that didn’t mean anything, continuously surprised by how easily Draco could read his state of mind.
“Did I really seem that out of it?”


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PostPosted: Mon Oct 11, 2021 10:59 pm 

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It hadn’t actually seemed that bad to Draco, having figured that Harry would have just left if he found the discomfort to be unbearable. However, he still wanted to make sure that they hadn’t ripped up in something that Harry would rather forget. He still wanted Harry to be at least somewhat comfortable at the manor, and he wanted to go far to make sure that that was happening.
“No, but I care you know,” Draco stated, giving his hand a soft squeeze, though not initiating more touch, somehow feeling as if they still had company, even if he knew that Buchannan was long gone. It was a little unnerving and made Draco want to leave the kitchen.
“I want you to be comfortable as the very least.”

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PostPosted: Tue Oct 12, 2021 1:57 am 

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They hadn’t talked about what had happened the last time Harry had been at the manor, and frankly, he had no need to discuss it, even though he didn’t doubt that Draco was being sincere when he said that he cared.
Little by little, it felt like they had claimed another room of the manor. Harry didn’t feel uncomfortable in any of the rooms they usually utilized, but venturing past that today had solidified the fact that the trauma hadn’t healed, just displaced.
“I’m fine upstairs,” Harry insisted, hoping the added specification would solidify the truth of his statement. He shifted his hold on Draco’s hand, not particularly changing anything besides allowing him to return the brush of a caress.
The statement wasn’t entirely truthful, Harry having yet to go into the mantle room, and doubting he ever would, but the point being that he didn’t feel discomfort going about the routine they had made for themselves.
“And I have no business downstairs, anyway, so it’s not an issue.”


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PostPosted: Tue Oct 12, 2021 11:40 am 

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Draco wasn’t deaf to the distinction Harry made in his statement, making it clear to Draco that Harry wouldn’t be comfortable in the cellar again. Then again, Draco knew that Harry was right in his statement that he had no business downstairs, so he doubted that it would ever truly become a problem.
Instead, Draco looked properly at him, feeling at ease in being alone with Harry again. Even if it hadn’t been that long, it still felt like enough of the norm to Draco that it was something he found peace in.
“Alright,” Draco conceded, not wanting to reassure Harry into talking about something that he would rather they ignored. They both had plenty of traumas in their life and Draco really saw no reason to rip up in something for no reason.
“So you don’t need me to kiss it better?” He instead offered, a grin pulling at the corner on his mouth as he said so, barely able to keep a straight face while asking.

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PostPosted: Tue Oct 12, 2021 12:18 pm 

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Draco’s question sent a shiver down Harry’s spine, making a flustered smile tug at the corners of his mouth as it caught him unprepared. It marked such a distinct tonal shift between them, sending Harry’s mind reeling. The soft caress of Draco’s hand in Harry’s had blurred the line of professionalism, but the question had crossed it; what had been a morning spent being colleagues, they were now back to being something entirely different that only existed in their solitude. It made Harry’s heart rate quicken.
“I didn’t know you could do that,” Harry stated with greater ease than expected, though seemingly just as unable to contain a smile as Draco was.
Unable not to indulge now that Draco had tipped the scale, Harry drew Draco’s hand closer in a subtle invitation. “Where do you kiss to cure trauma?”


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PostPosted: Tue Oct 12, 2021 12:43 pm 

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How quickly the two of them returned to the more juvenile tone of speaking made Draco’s heart soar, glad that they still had that, no matter how many ministry visits they would end up having.
It made it so easy to follow the soft tug of Harry’s hand and properly face him, his free hand easily finding Harry’s jaw and smiling warmly at him. It was silly and he definitely knew that much, but it was also easy and Draco really enjoyed the comfort of that.
“I can keep kissing and you tell me if it works,” Draco stated, placing a soft kiss to Harry’s forehead to punctuate his sentence. It was quickly followed by a soft kiss to Harry’s temple, his hand trailing to the nape of Harry’s neck instead.

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Draco took Harry’s breath away, overwhelmed by the gentle response when it so easily could have been crass.
Despite the physical intimacy they had engaged in over the course of the passing several weeks, this was different, a level of intimacy Harry probably hadn’t experienced in years. That was sex - this was Draco responding to Harry’s tease with sincerity, genuinely entertaining the notion that Harry’s trauma could be mended so easily. For a moment, Harry believed that it could, but then Draco’s lips met his skin, and his consciousness was reduced to static.
He instinctively turned his head into the proximity, a thoughtless attempt to chase the kiss, but nowhere enough to catch Draco’s lips.
“Lower,” he directed in a breath he didn’t have, his voice barely audible as it escaped him.


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PostPosted: Tue Oct 12, 2021 1:29 pm 

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No matter how many times Draco experienced it, he felt certain that he was never going to tire of seeing Harry desire him. However, he also didn’t feel ready to just give him what he wanted, finding himself in more of a playful mood still.
Grin still on his lips, Draco placed a kiss to Harry’s cheek, very purposefully ignoring his lips.
“Like this?” He asked, hand still playing with the soft hair in the nape of Harry’s neck, mostly keeping himself grounded and giving himself something to focus on.
Continuing down, Draco kissed Harry’s jaw and finally his neck right underneath his ear.
“Low enough?”

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PostPosted: Tue Oct 12, 2021 1:59 pm 

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Even having anticipated the disappointment of Draco intentionally misconstruing Harry’s request, the ghost of his breath across his cheek was almost more than he could bear. It was too much and yet nowhere near enough, the tender exploration of Harry’s exposed skin making him want to undress, baring even more skin for Draco to kiss.
Despite every fibre of his being wanting to give in, Harry didn’t allow himself to indulge, acutely aware of just how pitiful he was when Draco offered him his undivided attention.
“Yeah.”
The reply became a smile the moment it left Harry’s lips, making the corners upturn in a challenge, a split second of regained control. He turned his head further towards Draco, his nose brushing against Draco’s hair. “That’s perfect.”
His free hand found Draco’s chest as if to create space. Though Harry’s hand was weightless, unable to actually push Draco away from him, he was interested in seeing if Draco was just as riled as Harry felt.
There was an audible grin in his voice when he spoke, placing a kiss where he could reach it. “Thank you.”


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PostPosted: Tue Oct 12, 2021 10:23 pm 

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Despite being the one to start the shenanigans, Draco couldn’t help but feel slightly disappointed when it didn’t end up being more than just this. He knew that it was probably better, the two of them comfortable, but even with the knowledge that he was probably going to get what he wanted later, Draco still yearned deeply for Harry.
It was becoming a problem.
Draco straightened his back, slowly letting his hand slide from the nape of Harry’s neck and down his arm, instead landing on his wrist.
“We should get back to work,” Draco stated, which wasn’t inaccurate, but still felt like somewhat of an abrupt end to their caress.

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There was no doubt in his mind that this was the first time Harry had ever rejected one of Draco’s advances, and the reluctant disappointment about Draco’s demeanor made Harry’s head spin, bringing a stupid smile to his lips. It wasn’t even a rejection, at most a postponal, everything starting to feel so inevitable.
“Yeah,” he responded with a chuckle and uncertainty. He almost went back on his words, aware of how hard the afternoon would be once he let Draco step away completely.
So, Harry reached for him, bridging the gap between play pretend and real life. His hand slipped from Draco’s chest to his neck, his thumb brushing against the soft skin beneath Draco’s ear. It was a gentle reflection of a statement that was nothing more than a byproduct of Harry’s tease, but he wondered if he could kiss Draco’s trauma better, too, if he kissed him there.
“Should’ve just kissed me and not been an arse about it,” he smiled, his grin crooked.


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PostPosted: Fri Oct 15, 2021 2:02 pm 

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Despite himself, Draco couldn’t stop himself from chuckling at Harry’s statement, comforted in the thought that he hadn’t overstepped an invisible boundary in their relationship. Everything seemed so tentative to Draco and he felt that it was a constant balance between keeping Harry interested and not letting himself to yearn too much for him.
The latter he was failing at miserably.
“I keep forgetting that you’re an instant gratification type of guy,” Draco stated, the jab undermined by the soft smile on his lips. He let go of Harry entirely, figuring that now that they were done, he could just as well get back to work.
“Come on now, let’s get back to work.”

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There was something comforting in being powerless. Little by little, it had become almost inevitable that they’d both end up in Harry’s bed and, lately, in each other’s arms. The weight of Draco’s head against Harry’s chest was becoming tentatively familiar, something Harry had a hard time minding.
“I think what struck me today," he said, the quiet reflection breaking the silence that had befallen them. There was no gravity in his voice, his breathing only shallow as a result of their embrace. It was easier to have that conversation here, in a room that felt softer than the cellars. Otherwise, Harry appeared perfectly at ease; content, even.
He had once again reached for Draco’s hair, Draco’s voice in his ear as he did, awfully aware of the fact that maybe it /was/ a thing for him. It was difficult not to, realizing the task was less finicky if he did a French plaid.
“I think the cellar’s the only place I’ve felt afraid of dying."
Harry’s thumb once again raked against Draco’s scalp, carefully sectioning another sliver of hair off, before slowly braiding another link. “Or at least not ready to.”


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