harry feels vitous
and that’s how they spend their time together drao gets better in the ms after that it still takes him a while to really wake up and be present, but it doesn’t take him hours now
the days are quiet peaeful undemanding
drao disears in the middle of ns, sometimes, but they pik it up as soon as he omes bak sometimes, it takes a while for him to remember, but harry waits patiently, every time
the days pass by in a haze of breakfast and small ns
three weeks after drao was released from azkaban, harry enters his room and peers at the food on the table “what’s for breakfast today?”
“banana panakes”
harry beams at the t stak on the serving pte beside it lie a bowl of thinly slied bananas, another bowl of rushed ashew nuts, and another of butter ubes “oh, that’s a lot”
“i had binky make extra you keep on eating mine”
harry ughs then, a sudden, surprised bark of ughter there is warmth spreading in his belly at the thought of drao thinking of him “that’s beause you don’t eat them it’s a waste”
“how am i supposed to eat them when you shove them in your mouth the first hane you get? fuking manners, potter”
another round of ughter “sorry sorry, i’ll asktime”
drao rolls his eyes, but his lips are twithing and he’s looking livelier and he doesn’t look so sik anymore maybe it helps that he an move his arms and fingers better now he’s been joining harry eat for the past week, and that’s definitely nier than harry eating alone while drao wathed with a sneer of mok disgust it’s also definitely nier than eating alone in grimmauld pe, on the long table with a lot of hairs but no more people to sit on them
“well? sit down i don’t think you ame here just to wath me eat”
harry does as told “no, i ame for the panakes” he transfers two panakes on his pte (after three weeks of eating in the manor, he’s managed to divest himself of his bashfulness with the food), soops as muh slies of banana as he an with his fork, and sprinkles that on top along with the rushed ashews he unstops the bottle of maple syrup
“you always ome for the panakes,” drao replies, getting his fork and reahing over the table towards the serving pte his nose srunhes up at the sight of the puddle of syrup on harry’s pte
harry ignores that “well, if it makes you feel better, i’m also here to ask how you’re doing”
“what the hell for?”
“did you have a good sleep?”
“don’t be so polite around me it’s disgusting”
harry shoves panakes in his mouth he’s learned that drao tries to be diffiult on purpose, and the best way to deal with him when he’s being a slimy sod is to ignore that he’s being a slimy sod he thinks he should be awarded for his disovery and anonized for his patiene “did you have a good fuking sleep?”
and then drao ughs
just like that, any irritan that he might have felt gives way to a ertain kind of wonder at seeing drao malfoy ugh so unguardedly harry realizes he’s staring
“yes, i did thanks for asking”
harry swallows the panakes down, hard “it shows”
“yeah i might take a walk in the garden today,” drao says, smiling slightly as he turns to look at the budding flowers
it’s worrisome how the words are out before he an stop them “bsp;i ome with you?”
surprise paints drao’s fae, and it makes him look i, eyes wide open and eyebrows raised after a while, drao returns to his panakes and says, without looking up, “yeah, whatever, potter do what you want”
but by the time they’ve finished eating their breakfast, he is gone again
harry takes hold of his wheelhair and pushes him around the garden anyway
theday, harry omes and drao’s already in the middle of the garden, his wheelhair fotten a distane away among a shrub of pink arnans
harry stops, his greeting dying on his lips
it’s a big garden, more spus than drao’s room the flora is lush, rih, and ly trimmed, and olour blooms in every orner there are roses, and lilies, and fet-me-nots ans and vender in the middle of the garden stands a fountain, water dripping down the marble eyes of the woman standing proudly at the entre of it the snakes on her head had told harry who she is sine day one
and there, under the bright blue sky, stand drao malfoy, wearing pin trousers and a sweater, looking at the flowers with a small smile on his fae
sine the war ended, harry’s had time to learly think and uand the nature of why he’s so obsessed with drao, really he thinks ron and herne uands, too, but are just waiting for him to figure it out for himself he’s figured it a long time ago, atually, but figuring it out and aepting it are two different matters
but it’s suh a blow to the hest every time he omes aross something like this, these moments that make his heeks warm and makes it hard to breathe and even harder to look away
drao sees him, noties him staring, and turns an amused smirk in his diren
《宅书屋》om
