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postwar drarry au where harry and draco are close friends but he’s still dating ginny - he gets close enough to the point where he’s also friends with everyone around harry and is invited to dinners and other events -
so; on harry’s birthday he doesn’t want to do anything big. a dinner with the weasleys, hermione, neville, luna, and draco will do.
the day rolls around - dinner is wonderful, tasty and filling, and the company is brilliant. they laugh and talk and all is well.
the day rolls around - dinner is wonderful, tasty and filling, and the company is brilliant. they laugh and talk and all is well.
and then the time comes for the gift exchange.
ron and hermione give him a new broom,
neville gives him another houseplant,
luna gives him a book of foreign charms that are actually quite useful,
molly gives him a cookbook, full of new recipes,
ron and hermione give him a new broom,
neville gives him another houseplant,
luna gives him a book of foreign charms that are actually quite useful,
molly gives him a cookbook, full of new recipes,
he smiles and takes each gift happily, genuinely pleased and warm with affection.
and then ginny hands over her gift - a shiny new watch, lined with diamonds. it’s very obviously expensive, and shines in the dim lighting.
“thanks, gin,” he kisses her politely, sliding -
and then ginny hands over her gift - a shiny new watch, lined with diamonds. it’s very obviously expensive, and shines in the dim lighting.
“thanks, gin,” he kisses her politely, sliding -
on the watch. it’s not that he doesn’t appreciate it - he just isn’t really the jewelry type. nevertheless, he pulls his lips into a pleasant smile. there’s an awkward silence - harry looks away.
this feels like a strange representation of their relationship recently -
this feels like a strange representation of their relationship recently -
stilted, awkward... them moving around each other as if they no longer know what to expect from each other, their actions devoid of that old hogwarts-esque passion and suddenly polite, distant.
she sits down, and draco stands, clearing his throat.
“now, potter,” he starts, already grinning. “you’ll have to refrain from bursting into tears and slobbering all over my robes once you open my gift. it’s quite unbecoming.”
he winks - harry laughs, and his cheeks grow warm.
“now, potter,” he starts, already grinning. “you’ll have to refrain from bursting into tears and slobbering all over my robes once you open my gift. it’s quite unbecoming.”
he winks - harry laughs, and his cheeks grow warm.
and then he hands harry a box, medium sized and neatly wrapped.
harry opens it quickly, and then freezes, his mouth hanging open dumbly.
“do you like it?” draco says softly, leaning forward. no one says a word, and it’s as if they’re the only two in the room.
harry opens it quickly, and then freezes, his mouth hanging open dumbly.
“do you like it?” draco says softly, leaning forward. no one says a word, and it’s as if they’re the only two in the room.
“draco,” harry croaks, his voice breaking embarrassingly. “i love it.”
in the box, five action figures are carefully nestled together. except, they’re not just any child’s toy -
harry had told draco once, during an especially quiet moment, that as a young child, he had wanted
in the box, five action figures are carefully nestled together. except, they’re not just any child’s toy -
harry had told draco once, during an especially quiet moment, that as a young child, he had wanted
nothing more than these exact figures. he had received one from the set eventually - a thoughtful gift from his primary school art teacher. dudley had broken it the very same day. harry had cried and cried and cried, until he had grown so angry that a vase had exploded.
but now, he had every part of the set - whole and shiny and new and absolutely perfect.
his heart swelled with affection for draco, and harry suddenly found himself blinking hard against the sudden dampness in his eyes.
he looked over at draco - he was grinning brilliantly.
his heart swelled with affection for draco, and harry suddenly found himself blinking hard against the sudden dampness in his eyes.
he looked over at draco - he was grinning brilliantly.
“i love it,” he whispers again, placing the box down and pulling draco into an embrace. he wraps his arms around draco tightly, hoping to press everything he was feeling into the hug. “thank you, draco. thank you, thank you, thank you.”
they stood that way for a few moments longer, until someone cleared their throat. they sprang apart, smiling hesitantly.
“of course malfoy has to outdo everyone else,” ron snorts, without any malice. “now that that’s over - anyone want any cake? i know i’d like a slice.”
“of course malfoy has to outdo everyone else,” ron snorts, without any malice. “now that that’s over - anyone want any cake? i know i’d like a slice.”
harry returned to his seat, still marveling draco’s gift.
he turned to his right, catching ginny’s eye, an idiotic grin still spread across his face. it shrinks slowly as he takes in her expression - the glint in her eyes, her deepening frown,
harry looks away, back at draco.
he turned to his right, catching ginny’s eye, an idiotic grin still spread across his face. it shrinks slowly as he takes in her expression - the glint in her eyes, her deepening frown,
harry looks away, back at draco.
draco grins at him, his cheeks deliciously pink and his eyes warm.
in his chest, harry’s heart picks up speed inexplicably, hammering wildly in his chest.
he looks away from him, too.
“oh,” harry thinks, looking down at his empty plate. “shit.”
in his chest, harry’s heart picks up speed inexplicably, hammering wildly in his chest.
he looks away from him, too.
“oh,” harry thinks, looking down at his empty plate. “shit.”
this is very lighthearted go me 
inspired vaguely by that scene from me before you... i think? i haven’t seen it in a while so i don’t remember specially how that scene went down
hinny antis rise up
me switching tenses throughout this entire thing
