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Grace & Nancy & Teddy Pt.2

Nancy: You must find a way to be charmingly out of touch… like a foreign prince, or something 😏

Teddy: I will, talk of her poverty is utterly killing the mood, I can’t bear to have it mentioned again

Nancy: What is the mood, what are you going for?

Teddy: You know, you know her

Nancy: Hm

Teddy: What?

Nancy: Working out if you don’t want to say because you don’t know her, or because you don’t want to tell me

Teddy: I shouldn’t have to, it’s obvious

Teddy: 🤴🏼🌹

Nancy: Aren’t you excited?

Teddy: Of course but

Nancy: What’s wrong?

Teddy: She is

Nancy: Darling

Teddy: She’s left me ample time to have another drink, I’ll be fine

Nancy: You still want this, don’t you?

Teddy: I’m not backing out, quite the opposite, I’m bracing myself to go ahead

Nancy: Because I’m not forcing you, you know

Teddy: Don’t be ridiculous, Nance

Nancy: I’m not being ridiculous

Teddy: I want to be here doing this with you

Nancy: Maybe it’s not a good idea

Teddy: It is, you know it’s perfect

Teddy: I’m under pressure to deliver, that’s all

Nancy: Not even, you know she already thinks you’re perfect 🤴🏼🌹

Teddy: & I have to keep it up or the plan falls apart

Teddy: I’m used to behaving exactly as I like

Nancy: Get her as wasted as you want to be

Teddy: No, I can’t, the perfect gentleman wouldn’t

Nancy: It won’t look that way, she has no tolerance or stamina, she’ll do it herself

Teddy: She’ll think it’s her fault & she’s blown it, so naturally she’ll be beyond appreciative when I give her a second chance despite her lapse in judgement & self-control

Teddy: you’re brilliant

Nancy: Exactly

Nancy: she can’t be around men without being drunk, or having a meltdown, I’m serious

Teddy: Okay, I feel better

Teddy: thank you, darling, you really are the best

Nancy: I wouldn’t have asked you if I didn’t believe you were capable, Teddy

Nancy: whatever else I don’t say

Teddy: I know

Nancy: She thinks you look like [that famous boy we’re not even sure you’ll know who it is like lol]

Teddy: I’m not sure that’s someone I’ll be thrilled to have in my search history, whether Grace can see it or not

Nancy: 😂😂

Nancy: If she can watch him dance with his top off 10 times a day, so can you

Teddy: I don’t think her Prince Charming is somebody who’ll as likely run off with a hot boy as he would a hot girl, she’s far too insecure, we’ll have to keep looking for a fun couple bonding activity

Nancy: You had better keep that to yourself, yeah

Nancy: Spa days it is, hun

Teddy: I’ll be glowing

Nancy: Are you really bisexual then?

Teddy: That’s Ava’s label, I’m not interested in stealing it from her 🙄

Nancy: I don’t think she’s trademarked it

Teddy: I don’t care, nobody in the city cares

Nancy: Yeah but

Nancy: only when orgies are happening and you’d look like a loser if you didn’t get into the spirit

Nancy: Would you properly date a boy?

Teddy: I don’t date anyone

Nancy: Right, same

Nancy: avoids a lot of questions, this one included

Teddy: You’re not breaking up with me over this, are you?

Nancy: Don’t be ridiculous 🙃

Teddy: You don’t need to worry about me cheating on you with anybody besides your cousin

Nancy: You’re funny

Nancy: I told you, I don’t care

Teddy: You’re adorable

Nancy: I’m fucking not

Teddy: You are 🐣🐇🦔

Nancy: I’m old, if you want a baby go tell your date to hurry the fuck up

Teddy: You’re my baby, so no, I won’t

Nancy: What am I meant to do whilst you’re gone

Teddy: You & Rex will pine for a while, but then I’ll be back

Nancy: You’re going to be partying, why can’t I

Teddy: Because you aren’t going to have any fun without me

Nancy: Just say you don’t want me to

Teddy: You don’t want to, I’ll have so much to tell you when it’s over

Nancy: I won’t get drunker than you, or touch any of my stash

Teddy: What happened to not needing it?

Nancy: I’ll be bored

Teddy: Aren’t YOU excited? This is your idea

Nancy: Yeah but

Nancy: I’m not actually going to be there, how much can she text me at dinner

Teddy: According to the precedent she set earlier, a lot

Nancy: You can’t touch your phone though, what a hypocrite she is

Teddy: I’ll make up for it later

Nancy: Okay, I’ll try to wake up for it

Teddy: [bring her in a drink under the guise she needs it for her boredom/to perk her up but really you just wanna see her again before Grace appears]

Nancy: [just in here grumping lowkey lol, probably fully in your bed because what else are you going to do whilst you wait for info from either of them, but take the drink and down it, giving him slight side-eye whilst you do]

Teddy: [taking her immediately empty glass from her hand and putting it on her beside table to hug her, and it’s not at all like that awks first one they had, because too !! and in his feelings]

Nancy: [allowing it because likewise, half pulling him into this bed with you with said hug, like this is a possibility and he can stay ‘idiot’ again but softly]

Teddy: [has this boy ever hugged anyone before, probably not because rich and cold fam and not that sort of friendships or relationships, should hate it and it should be awks again but it isn’t, the DEEPEST breath ever for a million reasons]

Nancy: [just holding his head in the crook of your neck, kissing his head without messing up his hair, however much you want to ‘come back’ as if he’s already gone]

Teddy: [holding her tighter in response because it was lowkey a soft hug before but now we’re even more !! and need to show this gal we aren’t going anywhere]

Nancy: [‘you said you’d look after me better than my real dad’ obviously quiet enough that’s not being overheard by anyone not in this tight af hug]

Teddy: [nodding into her neck before he’s kissing it, only just holding back from being feral enough to leave blatant marks on it, going as hard as he can without that]

Nancy: [doing the quietest moans and lil pants you can here ‘say you’ll miss me’ manoeuvering so you’re laying basically spooning rn]

Teddy: [moaning it, quietly and against her skin but fully moaning that he’ll miss her nevertheless]

Nancy: [‘I can’t stand it’ sounding like you might cry from the frustration at this point, running your fingers up his back without using your nails so you can be desperate but not leave the evidence]

Teddy: [catch him just kissing her all over her body for the first time because there’s so much skin he can thanks to her lack of outfit, love that he’s acting like he has all the time in the world to despite the very obvious deadline of Grace in the other room]

Nancy: [grabbing your pillow so you can put it over your face to muffle the sounds you have to make, you’ll still be able to hear her calling you dad as she’s wrapping her legs around you though]

Teddy: [when you gotta yank that pillow away to LOOK at her however dangerous that is as move because you did hear her and you’re so about it, kissing her on the mouth like it’s his job then so I hope you didn’t reapply that red lip gal because the fucks he does not give rn even if you did]

Nancy: [the insanity of this EYE CONTACT and how we are pulling this lingerie down here and now like if you’re this feral, you’ll have time somehow, when you probably did reapply so the mess of his face as well as your own again is only spurring you on ‘I’ll make you a real one’ so seriously like do it then]

Teddy: [Grace you’re gonna have to cockblock this pair again because he is literally about to do it and I can’t stop him but I want to because I’m evil, you cannot see Teddy with Nancy’s lipstick all over his face though so you’ll have to be blowing her phone up instead of physically calling her/coming out or you’ll have to be calling her/about to come out and then do something clumsy/forget something/realise you fucked something up and duck back in, either way he needs time to fix his face]

Nancy: [go out and help her so you can lowkey tell her she needs to hurry up and he’s getting pissed off because we cannot deal with this tension any longer and we are PISSED lmao]

Teddy: [he is too now cos you cockblocked him when he was actually about to do this lol, there isn’t enough time in the world to calm down so she will genuinely think he is annoyed at having to wait this long, even though I’m sure he’ll style it out in that toxic gaslighty manner of you don’t need all that makeup etc so it sounds like a nice thing to someone like Grace]

Nancy: [mhmm and of course us letting you know how bored and fed up this boy is is just so you don’t blow it, not us trying to get you in a state ‘cos fuck you lol]

Teddy: [poor Grace gonna be almost crying as she leaves for this date, no wonder you end up getting drunk gal]

Nancy: [casually neither of you wants to be on this date and there’s no running from that, yikes, already planning to put ALL that blame on you later too]

Teddy: [SUCH bad vibes, I’ll switch back and Grace at you during this date sometime when both our heads feel better]

Nancy: [good idea, as we’ve been slaying, at least you can basically be crying, will feel very appropriate lol]

Grace: can you, like, call me with a fake emergency or something??!

Nancy: There is no way it’s going that badly

Grace: I’m SOS-ing for a reason

Grace: please!! it’s the WORST

Nancy: Tell me

Grace: I’ve messed EVERYTHING up 😭😭 it’s literally all ruined

Nancy: He isn’t still in a mood about waiting, surely? You looked great when you were ready

Grace: it’s not that

Grace: he ordered for me & I couldn’t be like 😱😱😱 no DON’T, but it’s [something that’s absolutely not on Grace’s safe foods list because Teddy knows what’s up and he’s a dick]!!

Grace: so I look & feel GROSS rn & I just can’t be here

Nancy: 😬😳😥😰🙀

Nancy: What are you going to do? You can’t just leave

Grace: idk IDK

Grace: I’m hiding in the bathroom atm which is NOT a solution either

Nancy: Well you do NOT want him thinking you’re 🤮🚽

Grace: but maybe I should… ??

Grace: I know I don’t anymore & I’m not trying to go back to that life but this does feel like an emergency though

Nancy: Have you got everything you’ll need, like strong enough mints at a minimum

Nancy: you’ll feel worse if you aren’t prepared

Grace: duh always, that’s just smart even when you’re not gonna 🤮🚽

Nancy: Remember to check your teeth with your phone light, restaurants are too low lit

Grace: 👌🏽 yeah I’ll keep being smart about it

Nancy: It will help with your anxiety too, deal with the extra adrenaline

Nancy: Not that I’m co-signing this in general 🛑✋🚫⛔️👎

Grace: 💡👏🏽 & I already ❌🍾🚫🥂⛔️ it’s chill if my stomach is empty

Nancy: You’re totally sober?

Grace: IKR 😂 still

Grace: something else he’s 😤😤😤 about

Nancy: you could have a white wine, 2 glasses even

Nancy: you’d still be in total control but you’d also be calmer

Grace: true, I don’t want him to think I’m super weird, I only didn’t cos you told me not to before

Nancy: I know, I know, that’s on me

Nancy: I think if you’d started the evening more calm it WOULD work

Nancy: It’ll make him think he’s ‘won’ but you’re not gonna be messy 🥴🥴

Grace: it’s on ME then for freaking out & keeping him waiting too long, your advice never fails

Nancy: All boys have egos, even nice ones, his is bruised but if you can stomach the food in front of him and join him in a couple drinks, he’ll get over it real fast, trust

Grace: I’m about to go out there & turn it all around 🤞🏽🤍🙏🏽🤍

Grace: make things 😍💖🥰💖 again & be forgiven by this 😇 boy

Nancy: 💛💚

Nancy: You’ve got this, I’ll be around if you need the SOS get out for real 🙏

Grace: thanks

Grace: 🤍 ILY 🤍

Nancy: Oh, but when you do come home, knock before you come in my room, just in case

Grace: oh okay 😉 cool 👋🏽🤍

Nancy: 💁‍♀️😘

Grace: [go and get drunk af off basically no drinks on your empty stomach gal until you’re a hot mess Teddy has to put in a car, big yikes, imagine if he was actually just a nice boy and you fucked it this hard and never saw him again, at least when you do a me and throw up somewhere mortifying like your literal lap (which you best believe I did) in this restaurant/car there is nothing to throw up but the drinks so it won’t be as bad as it could be, unless you really popped off and got pudding too then it’ll be like when I had too much weed and threw up chocolate cake and chocolate bday cake only on this gal’s white rug]

Nancy: [my boo says I know the trauma all too well sis and I wasn’t trying to impress a boy I think is perfect and so out of my league so, oh hun, it is not a good time for you rn, me like you’ve probably got school in like a day lmao, I can’t, this poor girl]

Grace: [OH GOD, the way I didn’t even consider that she’s here for the weekend and has school but of course she does, oh Grace no, I was too busy thinking about how Teddy will have to come back with her and in because she is literally in no fit state to bring herself, and y’all will be so smug and pleased with yourselves]

Nancy: [mhmmmmmMMM, ways to make you feel like a child out of your depths trying to woo a mature uni boy, this, running back to Dublin casually to hide; the smugness is off the charts because that went exactly how you thought it would and this poor cow had an awful time, have to get her into bed like a caring and supportive friend though]

Grace: [at least you’ll have a full week to get your shit together Grace before he can ask you out again, not that it makes anything any better actually but you’ll think so, I HATE that this boy is helping as if he is a lovely and caring nice boy when he is not and y’all are having too nice of a time with this poor gal’s suffering because she’s too out of it to notice your looks and smirks and smugness]

Nancy: [if she was more conscious than she clearly is, we’d have to tell you to go because she would truly be MORTIFIED but obviously she can’t make that clear so you’re letting him stay because you wanna enjoy this moment together]

Teddy: [Lemme just switch for however long we end up letting this boy be here so y’all can live your best lives cos once Grace is in bed he will be giving this dog love, getting himself a drink because he is basically sober and getting comfy like he lives here lol]

Nancy: [and once you have sufficiently comforted this gal the only way you can when someone is out of it, stroking her hair and letting her know you’re here, putting a puke receptacle by her side, you can come out, purely like you’re coming to fetch her a glass of water for her bedside table, as if you expected him to be gone, thus doing a doubletake that is very OTT ‘she’ll be okay now’ as if he was just waiting for a prognosis]

Teddy: [doing his own OTT peek of his head round her open bedroom door like he’s simply gotta check for himself that she’s okay and being well looked after and he isn’t just shamelessly checking how out of it she is to enjoy that again and to see if he can continue to be brazen about how comfy he is making himself in this gaff]

Nancy: [‘you’re SO caring’ said in an also faux OTT way like we’re so impressed with how you’re still here and helping, we’re rolling our eyes with it though as we bump you out of our way to come through with this water]

Teddy: [‘it’s what she deserves’ like he is being a sweetheart and not just echoing what they’ve said before, it’s the lingering touch of his hand again on her lower back as she passes him and goes through the bedroom door like when he lead her to the car when they were going to get that dog for me though]

Nancy: [the lowkey Munchausen's by proxy this is giving as we’re here yet again stroking her hair as we place this water down beside her, FULLY LOOKING at this boy though, that’s where our actual attention is right now ‘you should’ve been more careful’ so many potential meanings, none of them the assumed that we’re telling you off for letting her get drunk, of course]

Teddy: [it’s creepy and unsettling, your weird aunt would be v proud of you for that one ‘next time’ because gotta remind this girl that this is just the start of their plan coming together and there’s so much more fun they can and are going to have]

Nancy: [‘if there’s a next time’ but with a smirk because you know this faux pas has firmly put that ball in his court, just as they planned]

Teddy: [managing to give her a smirk back but before he can say anything having to get this puppy who has come to see what’s occurring before there’s even the slightest risk it could interact with Grace in any way cos we’re happy with her being out for the count thank you, going through the whole rigmarole of putting this baby to bed as if he’s a loving father which we all know is also a big fat lie sir]

Nancy: [she can’t say shit herself because she’s not exactly doting lmao, she likes the company when she’s here but will have no qualms pissing off and leaving when it suits but anyway, you go back in the lounge where I assume the dog’s bed is and get your own drink]

Teddy: [mhmm, y’all deserve each other because he’s only doing this as an excuse to still be here without outright just demanding to be which is more blatantly the case afterwards when he sits down next to her much closer than he needs to be]

Nancy: [doing the almost lol like again? But obviously we’re not moving you nor have any plan to move ourself ‘so?’ like come on, tell me how it went ‘beyond what’s obvious’]

Teddy: [cue this boy whispering in her ear every single second of this date from the moment they left to the moment they came back, as much detail as he can remember, which isn’t gonna be all of it remotely because he’s too excited about everything to give her that clearly, but still more than I’m gonna sit here and type out cos we know the vibes and also it would take me ages, like it’ll no doubt take him ages to say]

Nancy: [we all know y’all are getting too turned on for words here, hence this was meant to be over the phone ‘cos literally no reason you can’t hook up now, unless Grace starts puking or something lmao]

Teddy: [I did want you to leave sir because you are ruining my mission to cockblock y’all for much longer than this and as long as humanly possible, but as a character you wouldn’t so here we are, y’all are so weird that even if you did hear Grace puking her guts up that’d only add to it for you, casual misery porn free for you there, god only knows how we’re stopping y’all this time, I suppose it is super relevant when he gets to that part that Teddy wouldn’t have kissed Grace yet because the gentlemanly thing to do is end of the night at the door and we all know how she ended the night, so maybe Nancy sticks to her guns on those grounds]

Nancy: [He wouldn’t leave and she wouldn’t make him that fast in their current mood, we all know it, can’t be silly for cockblocking’s sake… I think I can make her though as you said on those grounds, she has had however long this date was to get bored and grumpy so find the resolve to at least suggest right now that he better get going ‘don’t want to turn into a pumpkin’ as you’re getting up and off this sofa like welp]

Teddy: [he is NOT gonna be happy but I am personally thrilled ‘you can’t be serious’ unmoving from his spot because as far as he is concerned this date could not have gone more perfectly or to the letter so why would he leave]

Nancy: [‘I’d offer you the sofa but I don’t think she would be very happy to see you in the morning, do you?’ as if he’s just concerned about getting home at this o’clock or whatever]

Teddy: [‘as generous as your offer is’ not even bothering to finish the sentence because the first half is more than enough to get across how he feels about it, the boy is not amused lol]

Nancy: [crossing your arms as you shrug ‘it went well, we’re not ruining it now’]

Teddy: [a noise that’s just a scoff while he gets up to go like okay fine because loud and clear there]

Nancy: [doing your own scoff back like wow, as if he’s being the height of rudeness for no reason you understand, picking up your drink and heading towards your bedroom door, not even showing you out ‘goodnight, Teddy’]

Teddy: [when you can’t even slam the door like a petty king in case it rouses Grace from the dead so you gotta show you’re mad by not even saying goodnight or doing his cheek kisses or anything which is unheard of for him]

Nancy: [the girls are fighting and my boo says I hope you are, it’s the least y’all deserve haha]

Teddy: [mhmm, not soz for either of you, go home and sulk or go out and sulk boy idc either way]

Nancy: [you can’t even have anyone ‘round or go out because not trying to have Grace choke on her own vom so you’ll just have to try and enjoy that even though it is tainted by your mood now]

Teddy: [he knows that so I’m sure he’ll be petty and go out cos he knows she’ll know and it’s not like it’ll damage his rep with Grace to be out with friends rn when she got into that mess so]

Nancy: [unfair but fair as she did turn you down, we’re still mad because you know, logic]

Teddy: [they’re both unhinged and we stan]

Nancy: [hence we can comment a 😒 under a picture of you because it could be on Grace’s behalf like can’t believe you’d do this to her lmao]

Teddy: [I love that, me trying to think of something he could write back in response that could be for Grace but is really for her rn, hmm idk why I’m drawing a total blank]

Nancy: [tbf that’s a harder ask than some of their blatant doublespeak because he’s lowkey 😒 at Grace back but also quote unquote concerned]

Teddy: [I’m flopping that’s my bad]

Nancy: [we will just say he did, it’s okay girl]

Teddy: [I’m sure it’s something Cinderella coded because that’s the last thing she said basically, like I see you still up sis]

Nancy: [send him a picture of you sat by Grace that’s so unflattering she would pass away if she knew and you flipping him off, privately, might I add, not all of insta/wherever needs that]

Teddy: [don’t reply straight away because the vibe is that you’re having too much fun doing what you’re doing but then repeat her own words back to her from earlier]

Teddy: You’re SO caring

Nancy: No other option

Teddy: Yes, it’s such a shame actions have consequences

Nancy: Ha!

Teddy: The joke is supposed to be on your cousin

Nancy: [zoom fully into her open snoring mouth or something like hello??? It is]

Teddy: Ha ha

Nancy: Let me have someone over

Teddy: Why would I do that?

Nancy: Because it’s fair

Teddy: It wasn’t fair when you dismissed me like [someone in their friend group they all diss/staff they are especially rude to something like that, you know what I’m getting at]

Nancy: Yeah well

Nancy: I could’ve just done it and not told you, instead I’m asking

Teddy: Yeah well

Teddy: my answer is no

Nancy: I told you from the start, why are you acting like I’ve lied?

Teddy: Things changed, we aren’t where we started

Nancy: Only so much can change in a day

Teddy: Now you’re lying

Nancy: you know your parents are going to think you’re having some kind of psychotic break

Nancy: they’ll section you before you can sign another wedding certificate

Teddy: If you thought that was even slightly true we wouldn’t be here having this delightful conversation

Nancy: I do think it’s true, you can’t even get her pregnant like Chlo

Teddy: Sectioning someone is difficult, were it as easy as you’re suggesting, many of my family members would have been committed prior to me, but I appreciate the concern

Nancy: Whatever, they’ll pay you however much you ask to have a rehab holiday and stop all this

Teddy: So I’ll have a holiday & come back refreshed

Nancy: Exactly

Teddy: My parents can’t control me

Nancy: You’ll leave me

Nancy: if I wanted that level of commitment, I’d have gone for your brother

Teddy: Do you want me to leave you or don’t you? You’re giving me a very mixed message with your unflattering comparison

Nancy: Why can’t you just read my mind

Teddy: Because the tricks are reserved for Grace, as I said before

Nancy: She’s getting everything

Teddy: She’s going to lose everything, Nance

Nancy: swear on your life

Teddy: That’s the game, not this

Teddy: I haven’t once played you, don’t play me

Nancy: I’m not

Teddy: You are, stringing me along while I do exactly what you’ve asked of me

Nancy: She could still walk away right now, be too embarrassed and scared

Teddy: So could I

Nancy: Don’t threaten me

Teddy: It isn’t

Nancy: If you don’t want it

Teddy: You know what I want

Nancy: no I don’t

Teddy: Yes you do

Nancy: you don’t trust me

Teddy: Because we should be celebrating right now & instead we’re doing this

Nancy: I don’t trust you either so

Nancy: that’s that

Teddy: That’s your prerogative, darling

Nancy: Forget it all, she’s gone tomorrow and so are you

Teddy: If that’s what you want, of course

Nancy: I don’t want this

Teddy: You could offer up some specifics at least

Nancy: Why do you want me after this is over, like that?

Teddy: I’ve told you why

Nancy: I don’t know if I can believe you then

Nancy: you can have an apology for that part

Teddy: I have no interest in an apology

Teddy: left in anyone else’s company I’d eagerly check in myself into rehab & refuse to return to civilised society, but not yours

Teddy: I’ve never had so much in common with someone

Nancy: Me either

Nancy: I was afraid

Nancy: left to our own devices, we might have smothered her to death

Teddy: You can have being smothered by a pillow as something exclusively your own, as you’re also afraid of her taking more than she should

Nancy: Thanks 😌

Nancy: but it would be rude of me to ask you to never do that to anyone else, no one in the club looks cute tonight

Teddy: I still fully intend to do more than that for you purely because you’ve asked

Nancy: I wish I wasn’t scared of you

Teddy: Me too

Nancy: It’s stupid, I feel stupid

Teddy: Today has proved how insanely clever you are

Nancy: We should be celebrating, like you said

Teddy: We’ll have plenty more success

Nancy: you know why I was really afraid to let you stay

Teddy: Yes, but you have no reason to be, I’ve told you that too

Nancy: Don’t be cross at me, you’re meant to be cross at her

Teddy: She behaved perfectly, you on the other hand

Nancy: 😡

Teddy: & now you’re choosing the least enjoyable way to turn red

Nancy: Stop complimenting her then and be nice to me

Teddy: Any compliment of her behaviour is one for you, she’s your puppet

Teddy: undeserving as you may be, considering you’re yet to give me a single kind word or pat on the back

Nancy: She’s too dead to be my puppet right now, so boring

Nancy: I did so, anything I do or say to Rex is for you, he’s your dog 😜

Teddy: You neglected his care in favour of hers, we’re both devastated at the state of affairs

Nancy: You wanted to put her to bed by yourself, did you?

Teddy: I should lie & say yes until you’re nicer to me

Nancy: You can’t

Teddy: I can’t & you’re exploiting the fact 🥺💔

Nancy: Baby, you’re so deserving of being exploited

Teddy: I know, but here I am surrounded by a club full of victims, it’s a real pity

Nancy: 🥺💔

Nancy: well I’m all alone so who’s the real victim

Teddy: A victim of self-sabotage, you can have my sympathy for that

Nancy: It’s something

Nancy: what are you drinking, what are you taking, who are you talking to, tell me

Teddy: [do, because why wouldn’t you]

Nancy: You’re having too good a time so I still don’t like you

Teddy: You don’t like me enough whatever I do

Nancy: why would you say that?

Teddy: Because I couldn’t have done more right & you rejected me

Nancy: so you couldn’t reject me

Teddy: I haven’t once come close to behaving as though I would

Nancy: yeah you haven’t with her either and I know the plan there

Teddy: Fantastic, you truly don’t trust me at all

Nancy: Hasn’t your family taught you that you can’t trust anyone too? I don’t know how else to be

Teddy: My family hasn’t taught me a single thing of note

Nancy: I don’t like that they have, I wish that not every single one of them ended up fucking me over or leaving

Nancy: but that’s how it is

Teddy: It isn’t how it has to remain

Teddy: I won’t hurt or leave you

Nancy: Only time can show me that, I can’t make you prove it in a day like her

Teddy: We haven’t got the same 9 month deadline, I’ll be here after she’s gone

Nancy: You aren’t going to fall in love with her

Teddy: You’re being unnecessarily cruel to me

Nancy: I won’t let you, I’ll force her to let me in or I’ll make her hate you

Teddy: I couldn’t in ways that have nothing to do with you & everything to do with her

Teddy: the idea is abhorrent

Nancy: say that last word out loud, I can’t work it out but I know you’re trying to seduce me

Teddy: [send her a voice note so she knows it means you’re truly disgusted af by your tone]

Nancy: I knew it would sound sexy

Teddy: I’ll force you to miss me

Nancy: You know I already do, idiot

Nancy: you’ll tell me it’s self-inflicted if I go on about it

Teddy: It is

Nancy: I know, does that mean I’m not allowed? You can’t stop me

Teddy: I’m not going to, I hope you feel as bad as Grace by morning

Nancy: When are you going to reach out to her?

Teddy: In a few days, too soon & she’ll freak out, too close to the weekend & she’ll think I’ve got bad intentions

Nancy: ⭐️ answer

Teddy: I could write a textbook for this

Nancy: You could, the incel audience would be insane

Teddy: But how boring, it’s mostly repetitive

Nancy: She is

Teddy: Like a wind up toy

Nancy: I’m not playing with you, I just can’t prove it in a day either

Teddy: You’ve already proven you like saying no to me

Nancy: I can control a no

Teddy: You can take control, I don’t have an issue with it

Nancy: So are you leaving it a few days with me or what?

Teddy: Am I?

Nancy: Oh, you want another ⭐️

Teddy: You accused us of ruining everything, I don’t think it’s a serious risk

Nancy: You can’t just leave your dog with me, you’ll have to come see him before then

Teddy: Okay, I will

Teddy: let me know when works best for you, darling

Nancy: Not tomorrow morning, apparently

Teddy: We’re family, you & I, I’m going to teach you some things too

Teddy: you’ll learn a lesson from what happened earlier

Nancy: Okay

Nancy: I want to

Teddy: Want me

Nancy: always

Teddy: Good girl, you’re learning fast

Nancy: 😳 happy now?

Teddy: Show me you’re actually blushing first

Nancy: [do send that selfie evidence]

Nancy: don’t let anyone at the club see that, I’m a state

Teddy: I should & would as payback, except you don’t look nearly awful enough

Nancy: You’ll never see, don’t trust you

Teddy: 🥺💔

Nancy: Don’t make it hard to be mean to you, it’s the only thing I’m really good at

Teddy: You’re lying again

Nancy: You wouldn’t know, I’ve barely done anything to you, you’re just a big baby

Teddy: You’ve done a lot to me, barely any of it was mean

Nancy: Exactly, I’ve been so nice to you

Teddy: & you’ve been good at it

Nancy: Until I kicked you out, that is

Teddy: Yeah

Nancy: Next time, she’ll pull out every stop to impress you

Nancy: no need to wait

Teddy: I know

Nancy: If you can convince her not to be shit scared

Teddy: If I can’t, I will wait & she’ll be convinced I’m understanding, either way, things are going to go as planned

Nancy: Might be the case

Nancy: depends what she remembers, or if the lack of memory is even worse

Teddy: Not my area of expertise

Nancy: You’re entirely shameless, yeah?

Teddy: & I’ve never been smashed from [whatever Grace drank which was embarrassingly little]

Nancy: As if an eating disorder doesn’t starve your brain enough, getting out of it is far too easy

Teddy: As if she somehow still isn’t skinny enough for either her eating disorder or lightweight labels

Nancy: 😏

Nancy: She’s not fully back into it but the idea has been thrown around

Teddy: I’ll keep ordering for her, perhaps in 9 months time she’ll be back into a [dress size that’s bigger than she is rn to be shady like poor Grace is obese over here]

Nancy: I stopped encouraging her because I realised I’d feel happier if she was fatter but now-

Teddy: Who knows, maybe it’ll make kissing her more bearable with the added realisation she’s been 🤮😭 prior to it

Nancy: You’re sick, boy

Teddy: I need some kind of silver lining

Nancy: Silver lining is that I like it

Teddy: That would be the gold thread holding this & me together

Nancy: It’s going to be worth it, you want it

Nancy: I gave you an out and you didn’t take it

Teddy: I’m all the way in

Nancy: I’m just taking it seriously too

Teddy: As you should ⭐️

Nancy: You’ll be happy you waited

Teddy: I could be happy now without the wait

Nancy: You’d be bored

Teddy: You’re saying that to buy yourself time

Nancy: Why would I need time?

Nancy: I’m not going to do a thousand crunches before you come over

Teddy: However your preferred coping mechanism looks, you’re as afraid of when I come over

Nancy: I’ve slept with countless people, it’s not an issue

Teddy: It’s irrelevant, none of those people were me

Nancy: I could ask as many people about you

Teddy: The prospect doesn’t scare me

Nancy: Why would I be scared?

Teddy: We’ve had this conversation, you think I’ll get bored

Nancy: Seems like a you problem

Teddy: No, it comes back to you in the sense it isn’t a problem at all, not one that exists outside of your own head

Nancy: I’m not holding you to anything you’ve said

Teddy: Why?

Nancy: Because I’m not desperate like her

Nancy: if you went back on everything, it wouldn’t even matter at all

Teddy: Am I expected to believe a word of that?

Nancy: 🙄

Nancy: You’re annoying

Teddy: You’re still engaging with it, hardly the actions of someone completely & utterly nonchalant

Nancy: I didn’t say it wouldn’t or couldn’t be fun whilst it lasts, is why

Teddy: Precisely, you can’t treat me with indifference, I’m too exciting

Nancy: If I give you that will you shut up?

Teddy: No, of course not

Nancy: Good

Nancy: I’m lonely because you won’t let me have anyone over and she’s comatose

Teddy: Have me over, stop being ridiculous

Nancy: Really? You’d come back?

Nancy: You really don’t have any shame

Teddy: It’s an asset

Nancy: To me, I can’t see how it is anything but a flaw that will get you into all kinds of trouble for yourself

Teddy: I enjoy trouble

Nancy: I know

Teddy: & I don’t subscribe to anything engineered solely to attempt making me feel bad about myself, I’m incredible

Nancy: You’re cute

Teddy: Yes I am

Nancy: Even if you do remind me of my brother 🤏

Teddy: The roleplay offer remains on the table, say when 😘

Nancy: 😂 Asshole

Teddy: I love you too

Nancy: He would NEVER say that, no

Teddy: [say it in Latin because Buster is a smart bitch, probably slightly wrong though because you could care less about academics]?

Nancy: I’m not that dyslexic, I know that’s some kind of foreign language

Teddy: It’s Latin

Teddy: [and drop your school motto that she’s had to know like remember]

Nancy: You sound like EVERY old boy I’ve ever hooked up with 🤢

Nancy: It’s far too soon for either of us to reminisce

Teddy: You wanted me to embody your brother, I’m speaking Head Boy

Nancy: Not that he peaked early or anything…

Teddy: If the blazer with the proudly displayed badge fits

Nancy: Who was head boy and girl in your year?

Teddy: [tell her whoever it was, like maybe Ava’s gf before James could be head girl but we don’t need to commit to that rn if we don’t wanna lol, some nerds] 🙄

Teddy: Can you teach me to appear dyslexic? Uni would be less of a drain with special treatment like extended deadlines

Nancy: 🥱

Nancy: Like, why would you even want that? Was always beyond me

Nancy: Nah, it’s my disability, I’ll gatekeep it all I want to, thanks

Teddy: Oh come on, Nance, you’ll be doing yourself a favour when it means I have more time for you

Nancy: You’ll be getting kicked out

Teddy: As soon as I decide the timing’s right, not on King’s say so

Nancy: When your father least suspects it

Teddy: Help me, it’s 🥱

Nancy: I can try

Nancy: but if I knew how to be dyslexic, I’d probably stop doing it

Teddy: We’ll do a studying roleplay or something, I’ll figure it out 🎓📏📚⭐️

Nancy: Did any of your friends go to Kings too?

Teddy: [namedrop some peeps cos if even if they aren’t your close friends the point is you know a lot of people so odds are there’d be some]

Nancy: [one of your friends from school time who clearly is no longer] went there, [some other friends] were at UCL, so I went to all their parties and stuff

Teddy: It’s the only vaguely worthwhile aspect

Nancy: It was fun ‘til they weren’t

Teddy: There are too many council estate kids getting in everywhere now, you can’t move for them

Nancy: You shouldn’t be jealous that they’re smarter than you, you don’t even need to try hard

Teddy: Thanks, darling, extremely comforting

Nancy: There’s no greater gift than our nepotism, right?

Nancy: I’d be on a council estate right now if my parents didn’t fund me

Teddy: Nevertheless, I wish they’d do me the honour of knowing their place & not propositioning me quite so often

Nancy: You don’t fuck poor people?

Teddy: There’s a time as well as a place, which isn’t out in the wild 🐒🐍

Teddy: given the right scenario, for instance, they’re employed by my parents, I have

Nancy: A bit of a predictable fantasy but sure, I get it

Teddy: It’s simple & quick chaos to cause, sometimes I’m busy & simply don’t have the hours to dedicate to a full scheme

Nancy: why I don’t go to Uni

Teddy: A smart move, I said you were

Nancy: Smart at being dumb

Nancy: I might show you

Teddy: Please

Nancy: It would be an insult to work hard, isn’t that exactly what my parents wanted to avoid for me, the struggle they bang on about?

Teddy: If their spiel consists of wanting better for you

Nancy: If they can seriously imagine you on a council estate, on crack and benefits, then they’ll placate you

Nancy: mine know I’d die without them, they can’t say no

Teddy: I won’t introduce myself by telling your father how I’m going to treat you

Nancy: What would you say?

Teddy: How am I being introduced, what am I to you?

Nancy: Theoretically… You might meet them if you have an engagement party

Teddy: I’ll let Grace do the talking, it’ll be more interesting to hear what she’s going to say

Nancy: Isn’t that a first for her, so sweet

Nancy: Ava will tell them who you are, they really don’t pay that much attention

Teddy: My parents will be attention seeking far too much for anyone else to grab even the tiniest amount, unless of course the numbers on her side force us to hold separate events

Nancy: I’m surprised your parents would deign to attend

Teddy: It isn’t the done thing to abstain, we’re allowed to air our grievances behind closed doors, encouraged in fact, but everywhere else requires a show of unity

Nancy: Unlucky for them

Nancy: at least none of my family have to pretend to be delighted that Buster is committing incest

Teddy: They chose to prioritise the image of the business above all else, it looks like this, fake family portraits included

Nancy: What’s the PR spin for all these teenage weddings? 🤔

Teddy: I’m surprised my father hasn’t embraced an existing or created a new religion, truly

Nancy: the pipeline to cult is a wild one, suggest it, he might give you a promotion

Teddy: Dinners have been especially tedious without Chlo around

Nancy: Too late to go there, she’s OBSESSED with her new man

Teddy: My biggest regret is not taking her up on that offer, I do so miss her

Nancy: 💔 sad for you

Teddy: But if I had, divorcing her for Grace would be a headache

Nancy: I heard your parents got her to sign a really good prenup

Nancy: or James could never leave her

Teddy: It’s okay, I won’t make you sign one

Nancy: You know if you impregnate me, I’m gonna get half

Teddy: When, baby

Teddy: earlier I almost did

Nancy: It couldn’t have been closer

Teddy: It could if you’d let me stay

Nancy: I’m madder with myself than you could ever be

Teddy: How are you going to prove it?

Nancy: I’m going to let you choose, is how

Teddy: [I can’t actually think of something he can make her do rn because the heat is making me flop so let’s just say I did]

Nancy: Believe me now?

Teddy: You’re off to a promising start

Nancy: You don’t have to trust me either

Teddy: It would’ve been a pleasant change, that’s all

Nancy: I’m not that good, sorry

Teddy: Apology accepted

Nancy: You owe me one right back

Teddy: I don’t think so

Nancy: You aren’t good enough either

Teddy: I’m more than good enough for your trashy cousin

Nancy: Because that’s what we’re talking about right now

Teddy: It’s what you’re focusing on, I should too

Nancy: Okay

Teddy: Try not to let her die or the plan’s in tatters

Nancy: I’m the one that’s here, aren’t I

Teddy: Hence I directed my friendly advice at you, where it’s the most use

Nancy: I think I know how to take care of a drunk idiot, thanks

Teddy: Have fun, her suffering is what you wanted

Nancy: It’s still my plan, I know what I want

Teddy: Well then, I’ll see you for the next part

Nancy: Maybe, yeah

Teddy: Unless you have somewhere else to be, despite insisting a moment ago it was YOUR plan

Nancy: I’m saying MAYBE I’ll tell her to give you a second chance, if it still interests me

Teddy: I could earn a second chance without you, you can’t do any of this without me

Teddy: you’d be wise to remember that

Nancy: You underestimate how much say I have over her every decision

Nancy: I can pick someone else, if you’re going to be such a dick

Teddy: & you underestimate me

Nancy: Do I

Teddy: Yes

Nancy: I don’t think so, unfortunately for me

Teddy: Hopefully we have a lack of shame in common or it’ll be mortifying for you to be SO wrong

Nancy: You aren’t being honest anymore, I can tell when people are telling the truth

Teddy: It’s a waste, you don’t believe a word I say, apparently, nor have any faith in me

Nancy: If I didn’t believe any of it how would I know you were lying now

Teddy: It’s your mistake, how am I supposed to rationalise it for you?

Nancy: You don’t even want to fuck her, you can’t turn around and pretend that’s enough now that I know that

Teddy: Precisely, I have to work harder to do what your scheme requires of me

Nancy: Because you like me

Teddy: Obviously

Nancy: and I like you too, don’t act like you suddenly don’t ‘cos I didn’t let you fuck me

Nancy: it makes no sense for you to still be here otherwise

Teddy: It makes no sense for you not to trust me while asking me to do this & after everything we’ve spoken about

Nancy: Alright, I trust you with this

Nancy: it’s just hard to say

Teddy: It hurts my feelings that you’d act like you suddenly don’t

Teddy: it all went perfectly, I don’t know how many more times I can or should have to stress it

Nancy: I knew it would, that’s why I said it

Nancy: it’s because it went perfectly, I don’t get what I want, that doesn’t happen

Teddy: You’re denying yourself what you want, take it out on yourself, not on me

Nancy: I’m not denying myself, I’m preparing for when it starts to go wrong

Teddy: It isn’t going to

Nancy: then what happens?

Teddy: What we’ve already planned for us

Nancy: It can be real, not just pretend

Teddy: Why not?

Nancy: Because you could do anything

Teddy: Yeah & I will

Nancy: I feel sick now

Teddy: Today’s been insane, of course you do

Nancy: I want you here

Teddy: No, you need to want me more, this ridiculous behaviour has to stop

Nancy: You’re horrid

Nancy: come over

Teddy: I’ve been too soft, maybe you’ll respond better to some tough love

Nancy: I need you now

Teddy: But I need to teach you a lesson, once you’ve learned it, we can reassess

Nancy: Come over when she’s gone tomorrow

Teddy: Only so much can change in a day, your words

Teddy: you need more time, darling

Nancy: I won’t learn anything, you’re wasting your time trying, ask any teacher

Teddy: I have so few in my contacts, I’ll have to trust my own instincts instead

Nancy: How can you be so mean? ☹️

Teddy: Because you were, ask anyone in the city how petty I’m unafraid to be

Nancy: Hmm, who’s denying themselves…

Teddy: Still you, you’re denying me a genuine apology & many other things I deserve right now 💔

Teddy: I can’t wait for you to finally realise the error of your ways, it’s been such a long day

Nancy: Do you like how perfect she thinks you are?

Teddy: It’s hilarious, no doubt it’ll keep getting more & more amusing

Nancy: You could be anyone

Teddy: I’m under no illusion she isn’t desperate

Nancy: Anyone to her

Nancy: she’s lucky she hasn’t been murdered, by you or the driver

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🐝 🌹 🌸 🍓 🌈 🌾 🦔🌱

For da ask!!!🥺

🐝: Are there any Tumblr tags you are tracking? If yes, which? recently? Thor love and thunder and many many more

🌹: If you could wake up tomorrow in a fandom universe, any anime, movie, TV series, comic or book, where would that be? The MCU universe but only if I'm part of the Avengers or the Marauder's era but I do want to be friends with at least one of the marauders except Peter. Fuck Peter

🌸: Which fictional character(s) do you ship yourself with? From the MCU - Bucky, Loki, Wanda, Druig and Makkari From Harry Potter - I only have a crush on the marauders because the fanart??? immaculate so it just Remus Lupin and Sirius Black. I'll send you my favourite fanarts of them if you want

🍓: What are 3 of your favorite YouTube videos? I don't think I have any

🌈: Could you draw us something? Anything- a little doodle, happy emoji or abstract nonsense, and share it!:)

A really bad coloured flower

🌾: Who are some of your favourite celebrities? The whole Sebastian Stan, Tom Hiddleston, Elizabeth Olsen, Kristen Stewart, Harry Styles, Taylor Swift and so many many more

🦔: If you could adopt any animal, which would that be and what would you name them? A cat and I would name it based on how it looks tbh like if i had a tabby cat i would name it minerva and if its a light brown coloured cat i would name it goose

🌱: If you would be offered a free course to learn a skill, language, or anything of choice, what would you like to learn the most? I would like to learn archery. archery 🎯 sounds pretty cool

Thanks for the ask Darling <333

#rahini asnwers #lovely mutuals #lovely moots 💕#adi06lena <3 #answered ask #sorry it took so long i got busy

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Kenzie's 200 follower celebration!!

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Kenzi's 100 celebration!!!

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Ch. 11: Hedgehogs, Honey, & Hazelnut-Covered Strawberries

Written for @hdcandyheartsfest day 11 prompt: come over. 848 words. Many thanks to my beta @wqtson! 💛

Start from beginning on AO3 here, or click the #fic: HHHS tag.

Summary:

A chance meeting—or is it a setup?—leads to the start of a relationship filled with buttery baked goods, sweet smelling flowers, and hedgehogs.~ 🌹🦔

Draco had a problem.

A new problem.

He’d been avoiding Potter ever since the Amortentia incident with the excuse of being swamped trying to come up with new menu concepts and decorations for Valentine’s Day while lying to Potter about what he’d done under the influence of the love potion.

“You just kept asking for strawberry lemonade,” Draco had told him. “And treacle tart. And honey cake.”

Potter seemed to believe him.

It didn’t stop Potter from inviting him to come over on the weekends or a slow day, though, and each time, guilt pierced Draco’s heart for lying and refusing—Potter hadn’t done anything wrong. It was all Draco’s fault for being unable to see Potter’s smile without wanting to cry, and he hoped he could get his shite together soon, because he missed the casual banter and surprise dinners they’d shared.

However, Draco had failed to account for one thing.

He had failed to account for the possibility that Potter would go visit Luna’s hedgehog café more often for pets with Ormr now that they didn’t meet up much anymore.

If he was a smarter person, he would’ve told Luna to tell Potter an unfortunate accident had befallen Ormr.

But he was not smart, and instead was an idiot hopelessly in love, and so the days he spent lounging as a hedgehog at Luna’s café increased all the more, to the point that one bright afternoon, Potter asked Luna if he could adopt Ormr.

Draco couldn’t help it—he panicked so hard he nearly fell off the table.

And promptly regretted it.

The startled, hurt expression on Potter’s face…. He wished he could take it back.

“Oh, erm, I guess he doesn’t like the idea of living with me,” said Potter with a small smile that couldn’t completely mask the hurt on his face. He hesitated. “…Are you sure he actually likes me?”

Luna glanced at Potter in confusion. “Of course he does, Harry. He wouldn’t let you pet him otherwise.”

“Right, but you bribed him or something with treats to let me pet him, right?” asked Potter like he already knew the answer. “He’s very intelligent, after all.”

“Harry, I didn’t bribe him. He was just startled.”

“Yeah, by what I said.” Potter sighed and rubbed his face. “Literally nothing else happened that could’ve startled him, and I don’t think he would’ve panicked so much if he actually liked me. I mean, he nearly hurt himself, he hated the idea so much!”

“He does like you—”

“It’s fine, Luna,” said Potter. “Thanks for trying to cheer me up. Can you ring me up?”

Luna gave him a searching gaze for a long moment, then did the same to Draco before finally leaving to get the bill.

Potter bent his head down to table level to look Draco in the eyes. “Did you think I was scary this whole time?” he murmured to Draco with a worried expression. “Animals don’t like me anymore after I died. You all must smell something unnatural about me, hm?” He paused. “Or maybe there is something unnatural about me…. But don’t worry, I’ll leave you be from now on,” he said with what was probably meant to be an assuring smile but just looked sad. “Thanks for hanging out with me.”

And then he stood up, chair legs scraping on the floor, and made for the door after paying Luna.

He paused in front of the door.

Draco wasn’t sure what possessed him, but when he saw the little goodbye wave Potter gave him, his heart tugged as if pulling him forward, but the floor looked so far away—

He leaped off the table.

After all, he wasn’t really a hedgehog, so he’d be fine, wouldn’t he? And he couldn’t just stand around or he’d never be able to catch up to Potter.

But, well, the jump quickly turned into more of a free fall, and then Draco was screaming in terror because Salazar, had this been a horrid idea, only to land in Potter’s hands.

“Merlin, are you okay, Ormr?” asked Potter, panting—he seemed to have forgotten he had a wand and did a running dive to catch Draco in time. “What were you thinking? I didn’t see wrong, did I?” He stood up and turned to Luna. “He jumped right off the table! Why would he do that? Is he alright?”

Luna ran a quick diagnostic spell on Draco that dinged green—good to go. “I told you he likes you, Harry. You shouldn’t jump to conclusions so quickly.”

“But…. Really?” Potter set Ormr on the table. “I just don’t want to be a bother, for you or him.”

“For me?” asked Luna. “I love having you around, though.”

“Even when I scare all your hedgehogs?” said Potter dryly. “I figured it might be an extra burden on you to find me a hedgehog that won’t get scared by me, and I don’t want to stress you.”

Luna just smiled that dreamy smile of hers.

“Oh, Harry,” she said with a small sigh. “When will you start thinking about yourself more?”

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Ch. 10: Hedgehogs, Honey, & Hazelnut-Covered Strawberries

Written for @hdcandyheartsfest day 10 prompt: pink. 541 words. Many thanks to my beta @wqtson! 💛

Start from beginning on AO3 here, or click the #fic: HHHS tag.

Summary:

A chance meeting—or is it a setup?—leads to the start of a relationship filled with buttery baked goods, sweet smelling flowers, and hedgehogs.~ 🌹🦔

“Well? What do you think?” Pansy made a few last adjustments on her upcoming fashion collection to be released on Valentine’s Day with a wave of her wand. Named ‘Pretty in Pink,’ her collection featured a variety of dresses, linen suits, floral prints, and shoulder pads starring the colour pink, of course, among bold hues and pastel tones. “Hm…maybe I should lengthen that blazer a tad….”

Draco looked down at the pale blue linen suit Pansy had him modelling. “Is this inspired by that Muggle movie you wanted me to watch?”

“Yes, which you would know if you’d watched it,” retorted Pansy. “The ‘80s fashion in that movie is iconic. Of course, I’ve changed it up a bit to suit wixen clothing—more drapery and flowiness.” She paused and perused Draco this way and that. “Are you sure you don’t want to be a model?”

It was probably the twentieth time she’d asked him that.

Draco huffed out a laugh. “For you, of course. For anyone else, I’ll pass. You know I like my desserts too much.”

“And your point is?” Pansy rolled her eyes. “Your metabolism is high and you stay fit, so it doesn’t even matter.”

“Well, yes, but I meant that I like creating them,” said Draco, amused, though his smile didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Just as you like creating new wizarding fashion collections.”

Pansy didn’t look convinced. “Is that so? Then why do your spirits seem low?”

“I’m fine,” Draco told her.

“‘I’m fine,’” Pansy echoed mockingly. “Do you think I was born yesterday? You’re the sort who gripes dramatically about everything and nothing, but at the times when you should gripe to your friends the most, you suffer on your own instead.”

“What? I’m not like that at all!”

“Yeah? What about the entire sixth year? You didn’t tell anyone about your Dark Mark or your mission, or how frightened and desperate you were—you didn’t talk about anything to anyone!”

“Well….” Draco decidedly did not tell her that he indeed had talked to someone, though it was a dead someone who haunted the girl’s bathroom.

Pansy crossed her arms. “Now spill. What happened?”

So Draco told her, albeit with much hesitation. How Potter had shown up and hugged, how Potter had confessed to him, how Potter’s friends had then shown up because it turned out that Potter had been slipped faulty Amortentia.

And how that was when Draco’s heart broke, and because it did, he realised that he was in love with Potter.

Pansy hugged him, comforted him. She told him that he still had a chance—she’d heard from Ginny that Potter didn’t remember a thing about what he’d done while under the effects of the botched love potion. She told him that it wasn’t over, that he couldn’t give up now, not when he finally had a friendly relationship with the rival he’d crushed on for a good two to three years back in Hogwarts and was now in love with.

But Draco couldn’t see it happening. He couldn’t even imagine it happening.

Worst of all, he didn’t think he’d ever be able to forget the way his heart soared when Potter had cupped his cheek, called his name, and said those three little words.

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Ch. 3: Hedgehogs, Honey, & Hazelnut-Covered Strawberries

Written for @hdcandyheartsfest day 3 prompt: handmade. Many thanks to my beta @wqtson! 💛

Start from beginning on AO3 here, or click the #fic: HHHS tag.

Summary:

A chance meeting—or is it a setup?—leads to the start of a relationship filled with buttery baked goods, sweet smelling flowers, and hedgehogs.~ 🌹🦔

“I am not filling in for one of your hedgehogs again!” Draco pointed his whisk at Luna. “You set me up last time!”

Luna gave a little shrug like it didn’t matter. “I’m simply telling you that Harry’s coming to visit solely for you. If you don’t want to fill in again, shall I tell Harry that Ormr’s had an unfortunate accident?”

“You— What?!” Draco spluttered. “You can’t just tell him that I bloody croaked! Just say…just say Ormr’s feeling under the weather or something.”

“But if Ormr won’t be making an appearance again, then I should just say he’s gone,” Luna told him as she walked out of Draco’s patisserie-bakery kitchen. “It’s not good to lead people on.” She paused for a moment, blue eyes piercing through Draco. “And, you know, Harry’s glamour—he’s set it so only people he trusts to some extent can see through it.”

And then she left.

Draco just stood there for a moment, dumbfounded, until he concluded Luna was just screwing with him, which then made him want to scream in frustration, but instead he muttered so many curses under his breath that Greg, in charge of the bread products, peered over from where he was baking the bread and suggested he take a break.

So Draco did.

And ended up spending the rest of the day across the street nibbling on fruits and being petted by Potter.

He was in too deep, despite it being only the second time Potter had visited him, and the proof of that lay in the little gift Potter had brought him today—a tiny, knitted hedgehog sweater.

Hand-knitted.

By Potter.

Because apparently Potter knew to knit.

Draco would’ve thought this sort of thing wasn’t allowed in a hedgehog café, but Luna, that git—“Normally I don’t allow gifts for the hedgehogs, but seeing as you’re Ormr’s only visitor and I know you don’t have ill intentions, I’ll let it slide,” she said.

And to make matters worse, when Harry asked her what ‘Ormr’ meant, the conversation topic somehow fell on him.

“Hm, so it means ‘dragon’ in Old Norse?” mused Harry. “Like Draco. I bet he and Ormr would get along.”

“His patisserie-bakery’s right across the street,” said Luna. “Have you been? His baked goods and pastries are simply delicious.”

Harry paused his petting, and Draco looked up at him to see, to his surprise, a conflicted, somewhat disappointed expression.

“I’ve heard. I want to visit, but….” Harry sighed and stirred his coffee. “Well, we didn’t part on great terms after the trial.”

Luna pulled up a chair, as if they weren’t discussing him right in front of him. “What happened? That was years ago, Harry. Surely the grudge between you two wouldn’t last that long.”

“It’s not that— It’s just, I asked him if he needed any help, erm, financial-wise or job-wise, because, well, you know—”

“Oh, Harry,” said Luna in an amused, knowing tone. “Did you tell him why you were offering help?”

“I thought it was obvious,” muttered Harry. “But he said ‘thank you for defending me, but I’m not a charity project,’ and that I didn’t need to keep an eye on him in case he turns Death Eater again because ‘the Ministry’s already doing that, thank you very much,’ and he looked hurt, and that was the end of that.”

Luna looked at Potter in that oddly penetrating gaze that Draco knew well, like she was staring into their soul. “Why did you ask him that?” she asked. “You two were never on good terms in your school years, and I’ve never heard you offer help to anyone else after the war, not like that.”

Draco startled—from the way everyone talked about Potter and all the charities Potter donated to, he’d thought Potter would be helping people left and right.

“…It just seemed like the odds were stacked against him,” said Potter after a moment. “So I thought I could help even those odds. He…” Potter hesitated. “You know what he went through in that manor.”

“You saw, didn’t you?” asked Luna. It was more a statement than a question. “Through your link with Voldemort.”

It was the first Draco had heard of Potter being linked with Voldemort, and he couldn’t help but wonder how much the wizarding world was kept in the dark regarding what exactly Potter had gone through during the war.

For one, the fact that Potter had sacrificed himself to save everyone, and died. Actually died.

And he sounded like he knew what Draco had done in that manor…. But that was impossible. He’d never told anyone, and even Luna only knew because she’d been on the receiving end once—

“I saw Voldemort Crucio-ing him,” Potter said softly. “Forcing him to Crucio others.”

Draco’s breath choked in his throat.

“It’s not something like pity, or charity,” continued Potter. “I just…. He wasn’t a Death Eater, Luna. He was a prisoner. And I guess I felt like he understood what it was like to have Voldemort in your head, and, I don’t know, I thought maybe we could go for drinks and be friends or something….” He trailed off and huffed out a wry laugh. “It sounds dumb saying it out loud. But I feel like if I walked into his shop, he might misunderstand and think I’m there to check in on him, so I get Dean and Seamus to buy me stuff when they go sometimes.” He grinned, eyes sparkling. “I like his tiramisu the most. Oh, and those dome-shaped white chocolate and caramel tarts with piping on the edge. Do you know what I’m talking about?”

And then Luna replied with her favourites, and it just devolved into a conversation about all of Draco’s desserts that they liked, and Draco just sat there in a daze, overwhelmed by the surreal scene playing in front of him.

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Ch. 9: Hedgehogs, Honey, & Hazelnut-Covered Strawberries

Written for @hdcandyheartsfest day 9 prompt: "love”. 241 words. Many thanks to my beta @wqtson! 💛

Start from beginning on AO3 here, or click the #fic: HHHS tag.

Summary:

A chance meeting—or is it a setup?—leads to the start of a relationship filled with buttery baked goods, sweet smelling flowers, and hedgehogs.~ 🌹🦔

A shocked, awkward silence stretched between the five of them.

Or rather, the four of them, because Potter kept trying to tug Draco by the arm to the sitting room.

Draco stayed rooted at his front door, his face schooled into a Pureblood-trained, blank expression. “Amortentia?” He didn’t bother with greetings. “That doesn’t explain why Potter decided to come here and bother me. Shouldn’t he be wanting to go to whoever dosed him? And before you ask, no, I did not slip Potter Amortentia.”

“Ah, actually, we caught the person who dosed his tea with it already,” said Granger after a beat. “It seems like the person homebrewed it, but didn’t brew it correctly, so—”

“So it’s faulty,” said Draco with a sigh. He pushed Potter towards Granger, Weasley, and the Weaslette. “Go on, then,” he told Potter. “They need to treat you.”

Potter did not look happy. “Treat me for what? I feel fine. Besides, you never answered—”

“Potter, you’ve been dosed with Amortentia,” cut in Draco. The backs of his eyes stung. “Just go, alright? Good night.”

With that, he shut the door and locked it.

He couldn’t believe he’d actually thought for a second that Potter would ever “love” him.

“Wait, Draco!” called out Harry through the door, even as his friends dragged him away. “Draco! I’m not done talking to him— Draco!”

And Draco slumped against the door, head in hands, and finally let himself break down.

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Ch. 6: Hedgehogs, Honey, & Hazelnut-Covered Strawberries

Written for @hdcandyheartsfest day 6 prompt: bakery. 708 words. Many thanks to my beta @wqtson! 💛

Start from beginning on AO3 here, or click the #fic: HHHS tag.

Summary:

A chance meeting—or is it a setup?—leads to the start of a relationship filled with buttery baked goods, sweet smelling flowers, and hedgehogs.~ 🌹🦔

They fell into a little routine. After Draco visited Potter’s flower shop, Potter visited his patisserie-bakery shop, and they sort of visited back and forth like that to the point that Draco didn’t have to make up excuses for wanting a bouquet anymore, and Potter would intentionally come near closing time to chat with Draco over pastries.

Draco had just flipped the sign on the shop door to ‘CLOSED’ and sat down in his flat’s sitting room to flip through the ‘Meanings of Flowers’ booklet with hazelnut-covered strawberries and a cup of Earl Grey tea when a familiar mop of inky hair popped up outside the window.

“Potter,” greeted Draco as he walked downstairs to the shop and cracked open the door. “We’re closed.”

He moved to shut the door, but Potter wedged the tip of his oxford shoes in before he could, then widened the crack enough to stick his head inside. “Don’t be like that,” said Potter with an easy grin that caught Draco off-guard every time. “I brought takeaway.” He raised a paper bag and wafted the smell of spices and creamy tomatoes towards Draco. “Your favourite,~” he sing-songed.

Draco begrudgingly opened the door, as if he wasn’t going to let Potter in all along. “Butter chicken?” he asked as he peeked in the bag.

When he looked up, Potter’s face was much closer than he thought it’d be, and he nearly headbutted Potter in surprise, but lost his balance instead.

Potter caught him by the small of his back. “Alright there?” murmured Potter. His breath blew hot against Draco’s cheek.

“F-Fine.” Draco straightened himself and put some distance between them, although Potter immediately walked past and poked around as he usually did—a very nosy, curious creature, Draco had noticed, just as he’d been at Hogwarts.

“Everyone’s gone,” noted Potter after a peek into the kitchen. “It’s just you?”

Draco huffed and walked back upstairs. “If you’re disappointed, you’re welcome to leave.”

“I didn’t say that,” said Potter, nabbing a few leftover pastries from the kitchen before catching up to Draco. “I brought some Muggle video games for Nott and Goyle to try out, but I can just get you to pass it on to them.”

“What, so you’re treating me like an owl now?”

Potter made himself at home on Draco’s sofa. “Strawberry lemonade, please,” he said, completely ignoring Draco’s question as he took the takeaway boxes out of the bag and set them on the coffee table.

Draco rolled his eyes, but went off to the kitchen to fetch two pitchers of homemade, fresh-squeezed strawberry lemonade he’d prepared this morning and two glasses. It was one of his daily pleasures, and ever since he’d let Potter try it, Potter had become hooked as well.

Perhaps a little too hooked, since Draco found himself making triple the volume that he used to.

“It’s like crack,” said Harry over their butter chicken chicken tikka masala when Draco told him he needed to start bringing him lemons and strawberries if he was going to drink nearly two pitchers in one sitting.

Draco stared at him blankly.

“It’s an illegal Muggle drug,” clarified Harry. “Very addictive.”

“...You just called my lemonade an addictive, illegal Muggle drug.”

Harry shoved another big bite of chicken tikka into his mouth. “In the best way. You know, without all the dangerous side effects.”

“Mm.” Draco pointed his spoon at Potter as he sipped his lemonade, clearing the rich, buttery tomato taste coating his tongue. “Has anyone ever told you that you suck at giving compliments?”

“No,” said Potter, “because I’m great at them.”

“A twelve-year-old would be better,” muttered Draco.

Potter set down his spoon. “Oh, yeah? Then give me a compliment if I’m so bad at it.”

“What? Why are you turning this on me now?”

“You’re the one griping about my inability to compliment, so now you have to back it up,” Potter settled back on the sofa, arm propped on the backrest, and it was unfairly hot how his forearms looked with his sleeves rolled up. “Go on, then. I’m waiting.”

So Draco sat there, mind short circuiting with many, many thoughts that he probably shouldn’t voice, and not for the first time, he cursed his big mouth.

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Ch. 26: Hedgehogs, Honey, & Hazelnut-Covered Strawberries

Written for @hdcandyheartsfest day 26 prompt: meet cute. 1736 words. Many thanks to my beta @wqtson! 💛

Start from beginning on AO3 here, or click the #fic: HHHS tag.

Summary:

A chance meeting—or is it a setup?—leads to the start of a relationship filled with buttery baked goods, sweet smelling flowers, and hedgehogs.~ 🌹🦔

“Are you alright, Draco?” asked Harry as he felt Draco’s forehead. “You’ve been tired and out of it for the past few days.”

Draco bent to pick up the plate he’d dropped, only for Harry to stop him.

“I’ll get it.” Harry floated the broken pieces into the bin with a wave of his hand, a feat that would usually turn Draco on if he wasn’t currently being plagued by guilt.

Guilt for pretending to be Harry’s pet hedgehog this whole time.

Sure, he’d been feeling guilty for a while now, but ever since Pansy had mentioned in passing to Harry that their relationship had started with a movie-worthy meet-cute while giving Draco a mischievous, knowing look, Draco had been feeling even guiltier. Harry, of course, had thought that Pansy was talking about when Draco had walked into Harry’s flower shop for the first time, but if he knew what Pansy had really been talking about….

Oh, Merlin.

Merlin, Salazar, and Gorgons—he was so. fucked.

Harry was going to be so upset. Harry was going to think he was an absolute creep.

Harry was going to break up with him.

Draco desperately, absolutely did not want to tell Harry, ever.

And honestly, he most likely wouldn’t have if it weren’t for the fact that him being Ormr was standing in the way of him and Harry spending prolonged periods of time together—“I have to go back and check on Ormr” was pretty much Harry’s mantra every night. He even briefly, very briefly, considered making Ormr suffer a fatal accident.

Unfortunately, just when he’d finally made up his mind that he had to tell Harry, and soon, the timing was decided for him one late evening when Draco Apparated to Luna’s café’s side door and transformed into Ormr, just in time for Harry to pick him up.

It was his usual routine, and yet, because it was just his luck, Harry just happened to pass the narrow alleyway beside Luna’s café right when Draco Apparated there and transformed. Draco had been about make his way through the little hedgehog door Luna had installed in the café side door, when—

“…Ormr?”

Maybe, if Draco hadn’t turned around at that and scampered through the door instead, then he could’ve pretended to be a different hedgehog.

But alas.

He turned around.

He turned around, saw Harry, then bolted into the café before transforming back into his human self and Apparating back to his flat within the second because it was all over.

Of all the ways for Harry to find out, this was the absolute worst.

Guilt and worry and impending doom crushed Draco as he sat on his sofa in a shocked daze for who knew how long, his thoughts just spiralling deeper and deeper, until the doorbell startled him so much he jumped.

Harry stood at the door.

Draco let him in without a word, and they sat on the sofa in silence as Draco tried to somehow conjure up some courage to explain, to apologise, to just say something, and when he finally did manage to utter a weak “I’m so sorry, Harry, I didn’t mean t—” Harry cut him off.

“It’s alright,” said Harry quietly. “I think I’ve got the gist of what happened. It’s not your fault.”

He just sort of sat there, calm and composed, yet it was somehow so much worse than him being upset, or angry, or anything other than this.

Draco could feel Harry withdrawing into himself. He could feel the resignation in his voice, and worst of all, Harry….

Harry looked so small. So lost.

“No, it is, Harry.” Draco looked down at his hands, tears welling in his eyes. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t— I didn’t mean anything bad by it, I didn’t mean to hurt you—”

“I know.” Harry huffed out a small, self-deprecating laugh. “I mean, it all makes sense now. You came by the shop after I said all of that stuff to Luna about wanting to visit your bakery, and you let me adopt you because I was so sad about you freaking out when I first mentioned it, and I told you about that letter and bouquet when I was drinking. I just….”

He sucked in a deep breath and finally looked at Draco for the first time since he’d walked in.

“Do you…. Do you still want to, um, date?”

The question caught Draco completely off guard—because shouldn’t that be his line?—and he completely blanked trying to wrap his head around it, but he must’ve floundered for longer than he should’ve, because he watched the small hopeful spark in Harry’s eyes fizzle out and dim to nothingness.

Harry hastily turned away, but not before Draco caught sight of his wet eyes, and Draco’s heart broke.

He lunged at Harry in a tight hug. “I should be the one asking that,” he cried, tears dripping onto Harry’s shirt. “And you should be angry at me for lying all this time, or upset or something! I thought for sure you’d break up with me!”

“What?” Harry startled at that. He tucked Draco’s hair behind his ear, and thumbed away Draco’s tears so gently that Draco just cried even harder. “Why would I do that?”

“Because!” Draco sniffled. “I’m such a creep! I’ve been secretly peeping at you all this time!”

Harry had the nerve to laugh at him, and Draco smacked his shoulder, lips quivering.

“I’m being serious, Harry! Why aren’t you upset? Why would you ask me if I still want to date?! Why on Earth would you still want to date me is the better question here!”

“Well, I thought I should give you a way out,” said Harry, quickly sobering, though the small hopeful spark in his eyes flickered back. “Y’know, since….” He hesitated and fidgeted with the hem of his shirt. “This all only happened because you felt bad for me.”

Draco gaped at him. “No, that’s not— Wait—” A sick feeling sunk in his stomach like tar. “Don’t tell me you think I…. You think we’re dating because I feel bad for you?!”

Harry hesitated again, and that brief pause spoke spades. “I guess it’s not just that,” he said with a bit of a hopeful smile. “You think I’m attractive enough at least, right? Or else you wouldn’t, well, you know.”

“You think I just go around dating and having sex with people because I feel bad for them?!” asked Draco in utter incredulity—he couldn’t even bring himself to be offended seeing the insecurity that wrapped Harry like a cloak. “Do you hear yourself?! Do you realise how ridiculous that sounds? I rarely even feel bad for people, much less date them!”

Harry gave him a small smile. “But you’re kind, Draco, underneath your veneer. Soft. That’s why, I dunno”—he shrugged—“I can see you sticking around because you felt bad for me. I mean, I whinged so much to you and probably looked so uncool, and I just feel so dumb, because this whole time I’ve been wanting you to see my good side, so you’d….” He swallowed. “Well, it doesn’t matter, anyway. But, um, I’d be really chuffed if you still want to give me a chance.”

Draco let out a heavy sigh and rubbed his face—he knew what Harry had been about to say.

‘…so you’d want to stay with me.’

His heart felt as if it was being tugged in all directions and breaking all over again at the same time, and he hated it. “I want to slap you.”

“What?” Harry stared at him in pure confusion.

“How’s that for being ‘kind’?” muttered Draco, and he hated how his voice trembled. “I don’t like it. I don’t like what you said. Like this doesn’t mean just as much to me. Like being able to see your vulnerable side didn’t make me fall for you even harder. Like I just— I just dated you because I’m a coward and pitied you,” he spat out.

The words left a disgusting taste in his mouth.

“Draco, I didn’t m—”

“Do you remember when you wanted to write me that letter because you missed me, but decided not to because you thought I was avoiding you?” asked Draco. He stared at his clasped hands, refusing to look at Harry lest he just burst into tears.

“Yeah, of course,” said Harry. “I sort of…, well, spiralled a bit.” He huffed out a small laugh. “Talking about how I wanted someone to love me unconditionally and all that.”

Draco’s fingers tightened around each other, so much his knuckles turned white.

He took a deep breath.

“When you said that, I….” His voice was barely a whisper, but it took all of his courage to even voice it aloud. “I thought, ‘if it were me, I would…unconditionally….’” He mumbled the rest unintelligibly, face hot and on the verge of more tears, and Harry, to Draco’s utter surprise, began crying.

“God, I don’t deserve you, Draco,” whispered Harry, voice thick with raw emotion as he hugged Draco tight. He buried his wet face in Draco’s hair. “I’m sorry. I just— I couldn’t believe that you”—his voice cracked—“that I could be this happy. It’s like a dream, being with you, so I always feel like there’s a catch somewhere, so when I saw you and realised you were Ormr, I— I thought—”

“There’s no catch besides the fact that you have to deal with me now,” sniffled Draco. “No refunds. You can’t”—he was crying now, mostly from relief—“you’re not allowed to break up with me. This was your last chance.”

Harry breathed out a chuckle. “I would never. If we can get through you being a Peeping Tom, we can get through anything.”

“Shut up,” retorted Draco, even his ears now heating up. “I never looked when you changed or showered!”

“I sleep in nothing but my pants, Draco.” Harry paused. “And as I recall, you love snuggling against my chest.”

“That’s— That’s different!”

“Is it really, though?”

Harry peppered kisses on Draco’s heated face until they were rolling on the sofa with laughter as Draco tried to hide his face and Harry relentlessly chased after him with snuggles and kisses.

It ended with a slow, tender, mind blowing round of making love, much different from their usual rounds, and happy tears mingled in soft kisses.

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Ch. 19: Hedgehogs, Honey, & Hazelnut-Covered Strawberries

Written for @hdcandyheartsfest day 19 prompt: surprise. 671 words. Many thanks to my beta @wqtson! 💛

Start from beginning on AO3 here, or click the #fic: HHHS tag.

Summary:

A chance meeting—or is it a setup?—leads to the start of a relationship filled with buttery baked goods, sweet smelling flowers, and hedgehogs.~ 🌹🦔

“What’s with all this secrecy?” asked Harry with a laugh as he let Draco lead him around with a blindfold over his eyes. “Even I didn’t make you wear a blindfold when I gave you those tickets for your birthday.”

‘Those tickets.’

Harry said it so nonchalantly, as if it was nothing, but it meant everything to Draco, and he’d quite literally cried when Harry gave them to him over a lovely dinner at a French restaurant, much to Harry’s surprise.

Tickets to the Seoul Dessert Fair in Korea, and not just any Dessert Fair—a huge, international one whose theme this year ‘just happened’ to be strawberries, Draco’s favourite fruit, featuring a plethora of strawberry-centric desserts from both professionals and baking students.

‘Just happened,’ his arse.

Draco held no doubt in mind that Harry had somehow pulled some strings.

Thus, he’d wanted to give Harry something just as amazing for his birthday, and after wracking his brain for days on end, he’d finally come up with a very risky but hopefully very successful idea for a gift.

Which led to now.

Harry sniffed the air. “Wait, where are we? It smells like my flower shop.”

“Shh, it’s supposed to be a surprise,” whispered Draco—he felt that if he spoke any louder, his voice might crack from how nervous he was. “Okay, we’re here.”

Harry took off his blindfold and looked around in confusion. “We are in my flower shop! And….” He stared blankly at the door they stood in front of. “The broom cupboard?”

“I, um, hid your gift inside,” murmured Draco as Harry opened the door to reveal, not the cupboard, but a huge room filled with sets of adjustable green chairs and beds along with tattoo equipment and cream walls tastefully decorated with frames of Harry’s tattoo designs as well as dainty floral vines that shimmered like coloured glass, (Neville’s specialty plant.) “I hope you like it. We can change the arrangement and everything as you like, of course, and I bought the basics but thought you might have a preference on tattoo machines and ink, so I was thinking you could pick out which ones you like and I can—”

Harry hugged him so tight Draco thought his ribs might crack.

And then he trembled, face buried in the crook of Draco’s neck, and Draco realised he was crying.

“Are you crying from happiness?” murmured Draco. “Or are you crying from how atrocious my gift is?”

Harry held him close a moment longer before finally drawing back a bit with a sniffle and bright, wet forest eyes.

His next words were not what Draco expected.

“…Why’d you choose to make it here?” asked Harry. “Wouldn’t the old storeroom for my floral supplies be better?”

Draco blinked, and wondered if Harry hated it after all. “Oh, I just— You’ve mentioned how you used to live in a cupboard, and I thought maybe having your dream tattoo shop inside an Extended cupboard would help make new happy memories for you regarding, well, cupboards, but”—he wrung his hands and bit his lip—“I mean, it’s a horrid idea, isn’t it? I’m so sorry, I’ll move it to the old storeroom inst—”

“Draco.” Harry breathed out his name like he was a god. “It’s beyond anything I’ve ever even….” His voice cracked as he cupped Draco’s face and touched their foreheads together. “You’re so…. You don’t understand how much this means to me, Draco. I can’t— I can’t even express—” His voice cracked again, and tears dripped down his cheeks as his eyes swam like pools of everything green and beautiful and thriving in this world.

“Draco, I love you,” he murmured so reverently that Draco’s eyes filled with tears and his heart ached with affection. “So much.”

Draco smiled and laughed—the last time Harry had cupped his face and touched their foreheads together like this was when he’d been slipped Amortentia, and yet, this time was so very different.

This time, it was so real it hurt.

“Happy birthday, Harry.”

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Ch. 15: Hedgehogs, Honey, & Hazelnut-Covered Strawberries

Written for @hdcandyheartsfest day 15 prompt: yearning. 588 words. Many thanks to my beta @wqtson! 💛

Start from beginning on AO3 here, or click the #fic: HHHS tag.

Summary:

A chance meeting—or is it a setup?—leads to the start of a relationship filled with buttery baked goods, sweet smelling flowers, and hedgehogs.~ 🌹🦔

Yearning.

That was the only word that could describe the emotion Draco felt at all times of the day now, and the only reason he didn’t feel it at night was because he was sleeping.

As a hedgehog. Cuddled next to Potter.

He was getting greedy, he’d admit. After beginning to spend more time with Potter again, resuming their random dinners and surprise lunches, not to mention the love Potter showered on him as a hedgehog, he couldn’t help but want more.

But, of course, it didn’t help that he ended up jeopardising himself. Potter kept inviting him over to his flat, and Draco ran out of excuses for not going over and wanting to meet literally anywhere else, so one night, when Potter looked a bit hurt and confused about Draco suggesting a different location once again, Draco finally blurted out, “I’m scared of hedgehogs!”

The face Potter made was absolutely priceless, and if Draco hadn’t been so mortified by his horrid excuse, he’d have laughed.

And even worse was the continuation of that conversation.

Potter asked why he was scared of hedgehogs. “Ormr’s really cute and sweet,” he told Draco as if he didn’t know that—he was the absolute cutest hedgehog.

Draco panicked. He didn’t know who in their right mind would be scared of such cute and cuddly and low-maintenance animals like hedgehogs.

So he thought back to what scared him and how he could somehow insert scary hedgehogs in there, and ended up spewing the biggest load of hogwash that had ever left his mouth on the spot.

“Er, Voldemort had pet hedgehogs,” he blurted.

Potter furrowed his brows. “Voldemort? He doesn’t really seem like a pet person unless it’s some vicious animal.”

“They were vicious,” said Draco. He didn’t know what he was saying at this point. “Magicked so their quills were sharp and strong as knives, and they’d curl into balls, and he’d hit them at people with pink birds’ heads. That’s how Greyback got that scar on his chest.”

A pregnant pause stretched between them.

Draco wanted to dig a hole there and die.

“…Are you sure you haven’t somehow got this mixed up with Alice in Wonderland?” asked Potter at last.

“Voldemort was inspired by that book,” said Draco—it was too late to turn back now.

“But it’s a Muggle book.”

“He said the author was a wizard.”

Potter stared at Draco with great confusion and disbelief, and Draco couldn’t blame him, but because Potter was a nice person, he pretended he believed Draco and didn’t ask Draco to come over anymore.

Draco knew he pretended, because that conversation secretly plagued Potter for a good while, to the point that Draco once woke up from a nice little hedgehog nap on Potter’s desk to see Potter drawing a very nice watercolour illustration of Voldemort hitting an armoured, spiky hedgehog with a flamingo instead of his usual floral or animal tattoo designs, then proceeding to stare at it in utter confusion.

“Where did he even get flamingos?” Potter asked hedgehog Draco, as if that was the important question here. “Pink doesn’t suit him,” he added, as if that was another important issue.

But it just made Draco fall for him even harder.

The more days passed, the more he pined for Potter, and the more he pined for Potter, the more dejected he got knowing it’d never happened.

And to think, none of this would’ve ever happened if he hadn’t filled in for a hedgehog.

He blamed it all on Luna.

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Ch. 28: Hedgehogs, Honey, & Hazelnut-Covered Strawberries

Written for @hdcandyheartsfest day 28 prompt: honeymoon. 1477 words. Many thanks to my beta @wqtson! 💛 I can't believe it's over—I feel kind of sad (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀) but I hope you all enjoyed reading this daily February drarry fic.

Start from beginning on AO3 here, or click the #fic: HHHS tag.

Summary:

A chance meeting—or is it a setup?—leads to the start of a relationship filled with buttery baked goods, sweet smelling flowers, and hedgehogs.~ 🌹🦔

“Where are we going?” asked Harry in utter confusion as he followed Draco out of the convention centre. “The event’s about to start. Weren’t you all excited to watch those baking students compete?”

Draco just grinned in response as he pulled Harry out of the aT Center, where the Seoul Dessert Fair was being held. “You’ll see.”

Today was the third and last day the fair would be held, hence Harry’s somewhat confused and worried expression. Draco had, after all, practically been screaming from the rooftops and racing around the room taking notes and trying out every single strawberry dessert yesterday and the day before.

There were at least over a hundred different types of strawberry desserts on both of the days, each one absolutely delicious. Today was supposed to be a baking student competition, then a professionals competition, in which the strawberry desserts they created would be offered to all convention ticket-holders, as well as a world dessert section, a dessert design section, and a pop-up strawberry restaurant.

Draco hadn’t been able to stop talking about all the events offered the past two weeks, so when Harry reminded him again that the first event was about to start, Draco firmly told him, “I have better plans for today.”

Harry didn’t look any less confused, but he went along with Draco.

He grew more confused when Draco Apparated them to the Mt. Wonmisan Azalea Festival—“I’m interested in how they cook flower pancakes,” Draco told him, which took all of ten minutes before they walked a ways up the mountain, getting lost in the tall bushes of pink azalea.

And then, after Harry had looked his fill with sparkling eyes, Draco Apparated them to the Cherry Blossom Festival at Ilsan Lake Park and Dodangsan Mountain. His excuse this time was that it was on the way to a place where he wanted to pick strawberries, so then Harry, the endearing goofball that he was, kept checking the time to make sure he didn’t take too long admiring the cherry blossoms despite Draco telling him that the strawberries weren’t going anywhere.

As for the strawberry-picking—well, it wasn’t worth mentioning. Draco pretended that he really wanted these specific high-quality strawberries, but in reality, he’d just picked a random strawberry farm to fit in with his plans. The strawberries were very tasty, though. Juicy and sweet. He told Harry he’d bake him a dessert with them later.

Then it was time for a late, mid-afternoon lunch. Draco Apparated them to the Jeju Canola Flower Festival to pick up some local delicacies—lucky for him these spring flower festivals all took place at the same times—and then Apparated them to the middle of a huge field of bright, sunny yellow canola flowers at the foot of Mt. Sanbangsan. Harry was beginning to become suspicious, but that was why Draco had bought a local strawberry dessert on purpose as his excuse and told Harry they’d visit a famous bakery after their lovely picnic, which took quite a while on account of them getting carried away kissing and jacking each other off amidst the sea of flowers.

They Apparated to the bakery. Unfortunately, it was closed. Draco feigned surprise.

Last but not least, Draco took Harry to a famous Korean tattoo shop, famous for their dainty nature tattoos. The shop had a side for Muggles and a side for wixen—Harry spent the rest of the day chatting excitedly with the tattooist, sketching and drawing and sharing tips about the inks that worked best on normal tattoos vs magicked ones. The tattooist seemed to love the few drawings Harry showed her, much to Harry’s delighted surprise, and then that sparked another discussion about the best spells to use to animate fluttering flower petals or the slight ruffling of fur in the wind.

A content, euphoric joy filled Draco’s heart just watching Harry’s animated gestures and expressions. He’d planned to take Harry to a flower shop after this, too, but since the sun set by the time Harry had realised just how long it’d been, he decided they could go tomorrow. Plus, if they went tomorrow, he could take Harry to see the Yeomiji Botanical Garden, too.

He bet Harry would absolutely love that.

Unfortunately, Harry was silent on their way back to their hotel, and Draco worried he’d done something wrong. After all, Harry had seemed quite happy talking back at the shop.

“What’s the matter?” asked Draco. He brushed a kiss on Harry’s cheek. “We could’ve stayed longer, you know. Or we can go back tomorrow.”

Harry glanced at him with an unreadable expression. “Tomorrow?”

“Oh, well, I was thinking of a few more places we could visit tomorrow,” said Draco. “If you want.”

Harry didn’t say anything for a long moment as they walked down the street, so Draco tugged his hand down a series of turns until they reached Myeongdong, a popular shopping district near the hotel they were staying at.

A shopping district that had a well-known street food alley, and Draco had heard amazing things about Korea’s street food.

“You like trying new cuisines, right?” asked Draco, hoping this would cheer Harry up. Saliva pooled in his mouth just from the smell of all the countless carts. “I heard they sell deliciously soft strawberry mochi here”—which was, in fact, true—“so I was thinking we could take a stroll here for dinner if that’s okay with you.”

Harry still wore that unreadable expression, and instead asked Draco, “Don’t lie. You don’t care about the strawberry mochi or that strawberry farm or those flower pancakes, do you?”

“I….” Draco’s stomach twisted. “Is that what you’re upset about? I just— You’re always doing things or going along with me to make me happy, so I didn’t want you to catch on or else you’d try to do something I like instead.”

“What’s so bad about that?” asked Harry with a sigh.

Draco bit his lip. “But I want to make you happy, too.”

“And you picked today?” Harry rubbed his face. “Today was the last day of the Dessert Fair, Draco. Why couldn’t you have picked tomorrow?”

“Because it means more to go today,” muttered Draco stubbornly. “And besides, I’ve already dragged you around the fair for the past two days.”

Harry blinked. “Means more? Why?”

“Because I— you’re— I wanted to show that you’re really important to me,” stammered Draco with much difficulty, face turning red.

Harry groaned, and ran a hand through his hair with an expression of a loving but frustrated sort of distress. “I know that without you doing this, Draco. Gods….”

“You didn’t like it?” Draco began to grow unsure. “You wanted to see the Dessert Fair more?”

“Yes, I wanted to see the Dessert Fair more!” huffed Harry, now pacing a bit where they stood out of the way of the crowds under an alcove. “I had plans, Draco! I was going to— Fuck— I can’t believe I spent so bloody long talking—”

“It’s okay,” Draco tried to assure him. “What did you want to see? Maybe I can think of something. It’s my fault, anyway. I didn’t know you liked the fair, too.”

Harry let out a fond sigh, and rested his forehead against Draco’s as he pulled Draco close. Draco realised with a guilty pang that Harry’s eyes swam with tears. “It’s not your fault, Draco. You….” He let out a wry chuckle. “You’re too amazing, in fact. Today was amazing. I kind of want to cry because I love you so much, but also because I’d planned a much more romantic way of proposing with strawberry desserts and all at that pop-strawberry restaurant that closed while we were at the tattoo shop.”

Draco’s eyes widened as his mind short circuited. He gaped, opened his mouth, then closed it, then opened it again—

An absolutely gorgeous floral decorated box with little strawberry designs danced in the air in front of Draco.

The lid opened.

‘Draco Lucius Malfoy, will you marry me?’ shone in swirling gold letters of starlight.

“Y-Yes, of course, oh Merlin, Harry—” He kissed Harry in a teary, salty mess that was really more teeth than kissing because he couldn’t stop smiling, and then he cried even harder from the overwhelming joy because Harry was a similarly teary, smiling mess.

Harry slid the ring on his finger. “Do you like it?”

“I— I don’t know!” cried Draco. “I can’t see!”

Harry snorted. “Well, you can tell me later, then,” he said as he peppered Draco’s wet face with kisses.

They stood there snug in each other’s arms laughing and kissing and crying—mostly Draco was still crying—until Draco’s tears abruptly stopped short.

“What?” asked Harry. “What’s the matter?”

“Wait, this isn’t— this isn’t supposed to be our honeymoon, is it? Because that’d be a rip-off.”

Harry’s ensuing laughter had never sounded happier.

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