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We Should Really Talk About It [Comic, E] for @dodgerkedavra
Draco and Harry move in together. Draco avoids a conversation.
Hehehe reveals are out!! I can finally share the art I made for @hd-erised <333 I’d never made a comic before, but I had so much fun and learned so much, I’m very fond <333
A very huge thanks to my support team — @its-the-allure for endless brainstorming support, throwing prompt words at me to help me write the microfic for this and being a super sounding board through all of this; @phoenixortheflame for being the BEST cheerleader in the entire world and lifting me up when I needed it; and the insanely talented and cool human being @mzuul who helped me get draco’s pert arse just right 🤌 🍑 I love you all. And thanks to the @hd-erised mods for running this fest!
“As if you’re having that bad of a time,” Harry said, and Draco glanced at him over his shoulder before arranging the duvet neatly on the mattress.
“I’m fine,” Draco said, picking up Harry’s towel from the floor to hang on the broken bunk’s ladder. “Aside from living with an absolute troll. Nice pick for your first wand core. Was that a family heirloom?”
Harry tried to shove him, but was laughing too hard, and ended up grabbing his arm instead as he buckled forward.
“Shut up—” Harry said, and Draco huffed. “You’re so dumb.”
“Am not. What kind of wood do you want for your wand? Now I’ve managed to make something decent enough, Alder will let me pick?”
Harry gave him a little push as he released Draco’s arm, then squeezed his hands together, feeling hot.
“I dunno. Maple might be nice. Bet it tastes good.”
“Taste? We’re not eating them.”
“No, I know, but like…you know, when you hold a wand and you can taste it?”
Draco stared at him with a lifted brow, hands in his pockets.
“Potter, what in Merlin are you talking about? You’re licking them? Did you—did you lick my wand?” Harry struggled to hold in his laugh for approximately one second before he was doubled over, holding his stomach. “Shut up! That is not what I meant!”
Harry tilted onto his side as Draco pushed him, curling into a ball, laughing so hard he felt delirious. The imagery was mad either way—whether it was Draco’s real wand that he was licking or—or...his brain short-circuited as he pictured something else, and suddenly he didn’t find it funny at all anymore. He let his laugh taper off, looked up at Draco’s reddened face, his crossed arms.
“Did you?” Draco persisted.
Harry swallowed, feeling a bit sick—a bit sweaty—a bit too lost in his own mind to answer the question.
“No,” Harry said as he sat up, wiping his forehead. “I just meant when you get a good grip on it—” a bubble of laughter threatened and his mouth quirked, but he tamed himself and leveled his voice. “You can sort of…taste the flavour of the wood and the core.
50 words for the prompt: overdue for @drarrymicrofic✨
"I don't understand," Ron whispers after Harry loses five points from Gryffindor due to his Potions essay now being a week overdue. "I thought Malfoy was tutoring you. How is your essay not ready?"
Harry glances over at Draco, his face hot. "We get distracted."
