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PostPosted: Thu May 30, 2024 2:56 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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Seeing the easy interaction between Harry and Neville made something tug on Draco’s heart, aware that it was likely an entirely normal interaction, however it seemed so filled with an intimacy that was so entirely foreign to Draco that it almost made him want to cry.
He smiled softly at the interaction, almost feeling like he was being privy to something that wasn’t entirely for him to see. It felt very special to be let into something like this and he tried to just enjoy the feeling.
“I might take you up on that,” he stated with a soft smile. He was happy enough living with Sirius and Remus, but the commute was rather long and it would be nice to be able to forgo that every once in a while.

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Looking at Draco over the top of the rim of his pint glass as he took a drink, Harry’s eyes crinkled in lieu of a smile.
Despite having spent quite some time together at Grimmauld, Harry hadn’t considered inviting Draco to High Wycombe; it wasn’t out of ill will, rather a sort of dated muscle memory. He hadn’t invited anybody else his fathers had been hosting anywhere, either, but Draco was quickly becoming different.
“Please do,” he insisted, feeling a little bad for not having offered as much earlier. His smile turned a little sheepish. “The couch’s great, but you’d get the bed, obviously.”

Neville’s eyes rested fondly on Harry, sometimes seeing his parents in him so clearly; if asked, Neville felt quietly certain that Harry, too, would host some displaced teens. The way Draco seemed to take him up on the offered reassured Neville that Draco might know, too.
He wanted to add that Harry’s bed was even more comfortable, but unaware of what Harry had told Draco, Neville instead bit his cheek and straightened his posture a little.
“Can I have some of that?” he asked Draco instead as he pointed to the bottle of wine Harry had offered him, a soft little byline to the conversation.


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PostPosted: Sun Jun 02, 2024 3:57 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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There was something intoxicating about getting to just witness people who were close like this, the love all of these people so clearly felt for each other emanating from them and embracing Draco in a way that he wasn’t used to.
When Neville requested the wine, Draco was broken out of his stupor for a bit, nodding softly as he reached out for the bottle in front of him.
“I would never throw you out of your bed, not even for my early lessons,” Draco stated with a soft smile, as he moved two glasses in front of him and started pouring.

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“No chance,” Harry dismissed with a laugh.
Shifting in his seat, he turned further towards the conversation, elbows better on the table now that the glasses had cleared space around him. With the weeks Draco had already spent around his fathers, Harry felt pretty sure he should have known better than to put Harry in that position.
“I’d never hear the end of it if Sirius found out I made you sleep on the couch.”

Gratefully accepting the glass of wine, Neville sat back against the wall.
“At this pace you’re gonna have to share the bed, then,” he asked, his voice and smile soft and easy despite the unmistakable tease; it only widened when he saw Harry make a face at that, finding him to be so transparent in his reaction.
Neville’s attention returned to Draco, not trying to make a fuss. “Just take the bedroom, Draco, they’ve unfortunately raised him to be pretty polite.”


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PostPosted: Mon Jun 10, 2024 4:04 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 couldn’t help but smile and shake his head at that, finding a soft blush come to his cheeks at the implication of sharing a bed with Harry, but deciding not to linger on that particular feeling.
Instead he just allow the warm feeling of being in good company wash over him, feeling so lucky that he decided to seek out Sirius that day.
“All of you are far too kind.”

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Harry had really enjoyed Draco’s company this evening, but particularly at that very moment, some few odd hours later in the evening. After years being the sole smoker of the group, Harry appreciated Draco joining him for one.
Leaning against the tiny ledge of the pub window, Harry had his legs stretched out ahead of him, looking up at Draco through a puff of smoke. He looked far more flushed and relaxed than Harry had probably ever seen him, making something within Harry flip with both relief and excitement.
“Yeah, he’s great isn’t he?” he grinned, eternally in awe and adoration of Neville.
Harry had shuffled around the chairs to chat, but still he had noticed how Draco and Neville had seemingly been deep in conversation for most of the night.


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PostPosted: Sat Jun 22, 2024 12:08 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 couldn’t remember the last time he had felt so carefree.
While the group as a whole had accepted him with ease, Draco had locked himself in a conversation with Neville, other people, mainly Harry, coming and going, but the only constant the entire evening had been Neville.
This was the first time since they had been introduced that Draco was apart from him, taking Harry’s offer of a smoke break with great relief, needing a moment to find himself again in it all.
“Yeah, he is lovely,” Draco stated with a warm smile, finding the entire evening so entirely lovely that it hardly felt real.
“Thank you for taking me out.”

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Glancing down to ash his cigarette against the aluminium edge of his seat, Harry peered up at Draco in interrupted glances, a grin on his lips.
“Of course,” he dismissed, the easiest thing in the world. He adored his friends and took Draco’s gratitude for a great compliment. “Any time you want to come, you’re more than welcome.”
“Darling!” someone called from the shapeless crowd on the street, but Harry paid it no mind, carrying on conversationally.
“We try to do something like this a couple of times a month, but we’re a pretty large group so people also tend to split off -”
“Draco,” the same man exhaled, shoving past strangers, looking all like he had just ran several miles.
Harry stared at him with blank confusion, recognizing Draco’s name in the mouth of the other, but failing to immediately place him as Draco’s ex. When he did, a beat later, Harry scrambled to sit up straighter, eyes wearily turning to Draco.
“Draco, darling, please talk to me I - I don’t understand what happened,” Peter went on, stepping closer to Draco with the mannerisms of someone expecting Draco to skitter away, inexplicably.


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