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An Older!Jaded!Auror!Harry Study :)
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“But I don’t want to be here Lils!” Harry mutters as he drags another lungful of smoke and tar into his lungs. Nasty habit he picked up in his early auror days, and now was a good enough excuse to shy away from the crowds that still continued to linker around him.
The white snake curled around his neck, settling over his shoulder “Your promisssed the bosssy one and ssshe promised me micccce.”
Harry was half naked, face sore from the unnecessary smiling. Pansy somehow worked her way up to editor in chief of Witch Weekly, whatever that means, and wrangled Harry into their stupid annual charity calendar shoot.
He manages to dodge her every year, but Parkinson was a Slytherin and her slimy Slytherin self found out from Ron who knows from Hermione who was there when Harry adopted the pale white snake named Lily because she reminded him of Hedwig, that Harry Potter has a new pet. So how could he be so heartless as to say ‘no’ to a magical animal shelter charity fundraiser?
None of the photos were usable. The photographer was exasperated, Harry was sure he was about to get hexed. He was awkward in front of the light. The cameras, the terribly uncomfortable leather pants Pansy blackmailed him into. He felt bad for Lily, but she assured him she was enjoying the limelight, the only snake in the catalogue.
“The photographer saysss I’m beautifullll,” Lily sneers as Harry takes another drag. Stupid sassy snake.
He sighs, figures it’s time to head back in when he hears the flash and click of the camera. Instinct has him holding a wand to his photographers throat in a second, the poor man nearly in tears.
“S-Sorry Mr. Potter! But the candid photo was the short! I swear pleasedon’thexme!”
He lowers his wand, eyes narrowing, “Am I done?”
The petrified man nods shakily. Harry smiles, drops the butt of his cig on the ground and snuffs it with his heel. “Good, tell Pansy I’m never doing this again.”
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Bonus Drarry moment: Pansy knows Draco is pretty much in loved and obsessed with golden boy number 1 and hands all of the developed photos over to him and Draco almost dies from his thirst. The end.
