I don't know what to do with this, II.
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Draco came through the door, but stopped when he saw that Harry was already in the small tower room. He saw the briefest flashes of contentment and consternation that flew across Harry's face before they were hidden behind an impassive mask.
"Look, Potter," he said quickly, before Harry could speak, "how about a truce? Just for now."
Harry eyed him suspiciously, but seemed to realize he was serious. "Truce," he agreed. "For now." He settled back against the windowsill and returned to his contemplation of the view.
Draco sat down against a wall and pulled out the book he'd brought with him. They coexisted in peaceful silence until just before sunset when Harry sighed deeply and stood. His movement startled Draco out of his book.
"You're leaving already?"
Harry looked at him oddly. "It's nearly suppertime."
"But you'll miss the best part." Draco seemed truly distressed.
"I have to eat," Harry pointed out reasonably.
Draco considered the truth of this, then drew out of his robes an apple, two Chocolate Frogs, and a pumpkin pastry. "I'll share." He looked up at Harry's astonishment. "You can't miss the sunset," he explained.
"You haven't hexed it?" Harry asked suspiciously.
Draco shook his head. "I haven't." When Harry continued to look doubtful, he solemnly added, "I swear on my honor as a Malfoy."
Harry nodded. "Okay."
Draco closed his book and set it carefully on the ground beside him. He stood and brought the food with him to the windowsill. "This way we can watch while we eat," he explained. He easily broke the pastry in half and handed that and one of the Chocolate Frogs to Harry. He frowned at the apple.
Harry pointed his wand at it and said, "Medi." It split neatly in half. "Hermione knows all kinds of useful spells," he explained.
"I suppose she does," Draco admitted. He bit into his half of the apple. "Look," he said, tipping his chin out the window.
"It's beautiful," Harry breathed, his half of the pastry forgotten halfway to his mouth.
"I know," Draco said smugly. "That's why I always come here."
Harry looked uncomfortable. "I didn't mean to intrude. It's just that--"
"You wanted to be alone for a while," Draco finished. "It's okay. I don't mind."
Draco came through the door, but stopped when he saw that Harry was already in the small tower room. He saw the briefest flashes of contentment and consternation that flew across Harry's face before they were hidden behind an impassive mask.
"Look, Potter," he said quickly, before Harry could speak, "how about a truce? Just for now."
Harry eyed him suspiciously, but seemed to realize he was serious. "Truce," he agreed. "For now." He settled back against the windowsill and returned to his contemplation of the view.
Draco sat down against a wall and pulled out the book he'd brought with him. They coexisted in peaceful silence until just before sunset when Harry sighed deeply and stood. His movement startled Draco out of his book.
"You're leaving already?"
Harry looked at him oddly. "It's nearly suppertime."
"But you'll miss the best part." Draco seemed truly distressed.
"I have to eat," Harry pointed out reasonably.
Draco considered the truth of this, then drew out of his robes an apple, two Chocolate Frogs, and a pumpkin pastry. "I'll share." He looked up at Harry's astonishment. "You can't miss the sunset," he explained.
"You haven't hexed it?" Harry asked suspiciously.
Draco shook his head. "I haven't." When Harry continued to look doubtful, he solemnly added, "I swear on my honor as a Malfoy."
Harry nodded. "Okay."
Draco closed his book and set it carefully on the ground beside him. He stood and brought the food with him to the windowsill. "This way we can watch while we eat," he explained. He easily broke the pastry in half and handed that and one of the Chocolate Frogs to Harry. He frowned at the apple.
Harry pointed his wand at it and said, "Medi." It split neatly in half. "Hermione knows all kinds of useful spells," he explained.
"I suppose she does," Draco admitted. He bit into his half of the apple. "Look," he said, tipping his chin out the window.
"It's beautiful," Harry breathed, his half of the pastry forgotten halfway to his mouth.
"I know," Draco said smugly. "That's why I always come here."
Harry looked uncomfortable. "I didn't mean to intrude. It's just that--"
"You wanted to be alone for a while," Draco finished. "It's okay. I don't mind."
Despite not knowing what to do with these...
Date: 2002-01-10 08:51 pm (UTC)Re: Despite not knowing what to do with these...
Date: 2002-01-11 03:07 pm (UTC)