A coincidence
@drarrymicrofic | prompt: tremble | wc: 250
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Ronald looked exhausted, shaken. His eyes lit on Draco.
“You,” he said, voice raspy. They’d never come to terms, not even when Draco and Harry were partnered. Not even when Harry started dragging Draco to pub nights. Not even when Hermione started exchanging books with Draco.
“You—”
Draco stared, finally understanding the phrase “with his heart in his throat.” You killed him, he finished. You did this. You ruined everything. You coward, you failure, you Death Eater, you, you, you—
“You saved him,” Ronald said; he sounded stunned. “If you hadn’t—”
And then: something strange. Ronald folding him into a crushing hug, his hand still clamped in Molly’s. He heard a wet, gasping, painful noise—not unlike the noise he’d been making moments before, but the tenor was different. Relief.
“Thank you,” Ronald whispered; desperate like Draco’s “Please.”
“I need—” Draco broke off. He needed to know it was real.
Ronald gestured; Draco stepped inside.
Harry smiled, looking tired. “I got it right. Ironic.”
Draco strode forwards. “Next time you save my life, don’t come so close to getting killed.”
Draco leant in. He ignored the gasp behind him; the mumbled, “Pay up,” from Ginevra. Ignored everything but Harry’s shocked, hopeful face.
When their lips parted, the room was quiet. Draco waited, breath shaky.
Harry smiled.
“This is ironic, having our first kiss in hospital.”
Draco brushed Harry’s hair from his face. Fresh tears spilt over when he crinkled his eyes in an exasperated smile. “That, darling, is a coincidence.”










