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Homemade chicken and veggie soup, broth nearly the colour of an amber beer ... Can't wait to sip it from a cup, snuggling by a fire, with my boo.
#smells so good#food#chicken soup#soup season#i miss him so much#only 2 more nights alone#can't wait for the “week away” sex#he's got the sexiest hair & it always smells so nice#I'm gonna smoke bacon while he's flying back#extra yummy
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Hello you mrs. dangerous risk taker adrenaline rusher lefty eyebag 😌
Work is done. It was boring, but at least I didn't get difficult customers. Yeah, I sit all day, except when I go for lunch and then breaks. I try to move as much when I have break time. I wish we had bluetooth headsets, so I can do chores while waiting on a call haha
Ooh what did you make for dinner? How are you today?
When you say you said you don't move when you sleep, I picture you like a vampire in the coffin. With their arms crossed and just laying still 🤣 I sleep with my eyes closed hehehe but no, I sleep weird. I have to lay on my tummy, and I look like a starfish.
So the snow mobile is like riding a motorcycle?
Yeah I went on a jetski once and it was fun because of how fast we can go. But I was just a passenger though. I love kayaking. It's peaceful.
Thay flow rider thing looks fun, but I can see how you'd be sore. Did you do it a lot when you were on the cruise? Cause you can fall easily can't you? 😅
Yeah.. it just reminded me of you cause it's like baseball and archery in one.. cause you throw the ball in baseball, so axe throwing is like it and its sharp like an arrow. I don't know if I made sense but it made sense in my head 😅 lol
My eyes widened when I read the last part with the dogs. Definitely think you're crazy. Hahahaha no no I'm just kidding. Doing something like a vigilante thing. If I can do anything without getting caught, I'd probably do something like the rich thing. Scam them out of their riches, then donate to the ones in need and buy myself land to build a house.
If you could be president, what's the first thing you will do for the people?
-CuriousGeorge
Hello!! the weird left eyebag is back here! lol how r u? and what you doing now? i hope u r still awake. anywaay, i'm eating chocolate moose now, n it's so good!
yeah that could be one of the culprit, sitting down all day can make your muscles tight from your back up to your neck and then gonna give u a headache.
you can't even put in like a wired earphone? that sucks that you cant do anything else while taking calls.
I made a homemade club sandwich with bacon, turkey, ham, lettuce tomato and avocado. We also smoked a bologna for tomorrow so we can have some bologna sandwich. :D
lol.. i dont sleep like that but yeah sometime i really dont move when i sleep. hahahaha.
oh you sleep on your tummy? wow, what a funny coincidence. He sleeps like that most of the time, my crush also sleeps on her tummy and now you too? Do I attract people who likes to sleep on their tummy or something? lol
hmm yeah i guess it's the same like motorcycle. I dont know because i never ride a motorcyle by myself. I always sit as passanger.
yeah i think jetski and sea doo is kinda similar. hmm i guess that's why i havent tried canoeing or kayaking, maybe because i think it's a little too slow or something.. but also kinda scary for me, im just worried what if it tips over. especially kayaking, if it tips over im stuck in the water n cant roll back up with my leg stuck in the kayak n running out of breath. lol.
do you like white water rafting?? I looooove rafting! it's so fun! the adrenaline rush, love it!
yes i tried in when i was on a cruise. it's like an extra thing u can try but u have to pay. I think we booked it for an hour or something and yes, i fell easily because i dont know how to surf. I got bad whiplash to from falling on my back n my head hit the mat.
Do u like to fish? if u do, what type of fishing you like? fresh water fishing or deep sea fishing or fly fishing?
ah i see. yeah that makes sense. kinda like batting cage and shooting arrow. to be honest, i think it really sweet that you remember me about it. it's because u pay remember what i told u about me. n I appreciate it so much, so thank you. :)
so did u try axe throwing before?
i wanna try to go to (some places are called with this name) break room / rage room or something. that's a place where u go in a room n u can break whatever things u want in it. have u try that before?
oh yeah, i know it sounds crazy about destroying the place that mistreated dog or serve dog as food. I hate it. i think love is the loveliest animal and most loyal. so i think it's really fucked up if people mistreated animals especially dogs. it always pissed me off. :D your plan is nice too. we can be the robin hood duo.hahaha. complete with the eyebags of course. lol. plus i can do archery so i think we'll do good. lol
hm i really dont know how to answer this question actually. i have some thoughts but I prefer not to say it. :D what about u?
next question?
Cheerio!
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Try to tame a dragon, would you?
Pt.3
The next day, they had worked on it a little more, this time sharing words. They had also agreed to eat lunch together, just to make use of the time and to work on the case a little more.
And so, it is why the two were sited face to face in an indian snack/restaurant in muggle London. Draco stared at the crowd in silence while Harry observed him.
The prat had changed. His snarky, disdainful attitude had almost completely disappeared, making him somewhat of a decent human being. Harry was surprised; he didn't actually hate being around the ferret that much anymore. It was even fun, sometimes, when they both trashed whoever had written the papers required for the case. Most of the time was spent in silence, or sharing thoughts and ideas on the works they were doing. Harry didn't mind.
His eyes fell to Draco's fingers. They were distractedly touching his forearm, caressing the skin over the jacket he was wearing. Harry guessed what was hidden, scarring Draco's skin forever.
With a sigh, he decided to spark up a conversation. "How's your mother?" he asked. She had saved him from certain death and for that, he couldn't hate her. She had been released and was now there and abouts with her life, happily, Harry hoped.
Draco's eyes jerked back at Harry and a spark of surprise hinted them. "She's...she's fine. Why do you care?"
"She saved me, remember? Plus, sitting in silence is boring. What have you been up to until we met again?" he continued, unaware of Draco's uneasyness. He watched Draco's shoulders lift and fall back down in a shrug.
"Not much. Went to live in Paris for a while, studied a little. Then back to London, then to Romania and else. Studied dragons mostly, with Charlie Weasley. The only red head I'll ever tolerate." he finished with a small smile. Harry seemed a little surprised to see his old nemesis smile so gently. His own lips curled upwards and he nodded, encouraging Draco to continue. The young man took the invitation with joy. "I learned a lot through him. I found a growing passion for dragons. They're so great, don't you think?" he asked, his eyes tinkering with interest.
Images of the Triwizard Tournament flashed before Harry's eyes. "I mean...I was nearly killed by one at 16..." he started, shrugging. "But yeah, they're pretty cool."
Draco's reaction was surprising. A wide smile appeared on his face for a blink moment, before his cheeks took a gentle crimson colour and he dropped his eyes back to his menu. It made Harry chuckle and melt, just a little though.
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Harry sat, in his apartment, against the sofa. His eyes wandered over the burning logs of wood in the chimney.
He was hungry but his body refused to cooperate. A glass of wine in his hand, he balanced it between fingers, unaware of the world around him. Him and Malfoy had been working together for weeks now. They had sparked somewhat of a friendship, just enough to spend decent time together.
The Golden boy enjoyed watching Draco light up at the sight of dragons, or animals, in general. He seemed to carefree and soft that Harry found himself wanting to wrap his arms around the blonde. Even more so when they walked past pet stores. Draco would stick his face up to the puppies, nose against the glass and his voice would go up a couple of picthes. And then, when he would realise where he was -and who he was with- he'd blush and stand straight and proud. It made Harry shake with laughter, everytime.
Tilting his head towards the ceiling, he sighed. Feeling his body slowly fall into slumber, he welcomed it gratefully and closed his eyes, just slightly. The world became a blur and he relaxed.
A rumble made him flinch, then a burst of smoke and the loud thud of a body falling. He stood, wand in hand and looked through the smoke and ashes.
A figure was on the ground, coughing. Harry pointed his wand at it, ready to attack when a voice, gentle but raspy, flew to his ears. "Potter?", it asked. Harry flinched once more and rushed towards the nearly motionless body. It was Malfoy.
"Malfoy? What are you doing here?" Harry brought his hand up to Draco. He shivered at the touch of the other man's warm skin.
"My apartment...trashed...had to get out...before hurt.." managed to whisper Draco before he fell inconscious. With a worried glance, Harry shook his partner's shoulders in an attempt to wake him up, but it didn't work. So, he brought his arm under Draco's back, the other at the curve if his knees and he effortlessly lifted the limp body to his room.
Harry took off Malfoy's shoes after proping him over the blankets of his bed. The moon was shining brightly, its rays gently reflecting on Draco's dewy skin. It seemed to glow. Harry wondered if he wasn't part veela, for he was gorgeous. Biting his lip, he allowed his fingers to brush a silver lock out of Malfoy's face. Surprised of his movement, he retrieved his hand and laid down next to the other man, at a healthy distance. He'd get more information later on.
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His eyes fluttered open as the sun gently lapped his skin. Green eyes looked around, confusedly. It was now bright, the room was bathed in a golden halo of warmth.
With a groan, Harry turned to his side and fell face to face with a sleeping Draco. He hadn't been able to quite see him in the dark, but now, he could see the small scratch above his brow. His lips were curled upwards and his whole body rested, peacefully, with an air of contentment. He was truly gorgeous and Harry felt his heart palpitate.
"Observing me, Potter?" asked Draco's sleepy voice. His eyes hooded, he looked down at Harry with a smirk.
Harry felt his cheeks ignite and he shrugged. "Nah. I'm gonna make coffee." he said, in an attempt to leave the room -and to hide his growing erection-. Draco nodded and allowed his eyelids to fall back, relaxing once more.
A little later, he was presented with a cup of warm coffee. Siting up, he held it in his palms, the gentle smell flowing to his nose. Harry sat next to him, a little awkwardly.
"So hum, what was yesterday about?" asked Harry. He felt Draco's body tense and watched his eyes take a darker shade. Harry frowned, little worried. The only couple of words he had managed to get out of his partner weren't so useful, so he asked again.
Draco took a deep and long sip of coffee. His adams apple moved along with the movement as he swallowed and Harry found himself wondering what it would look like if the other man was swallowing something else than coffee. The stiffness in his pants told him that it would certainly be hot, very very hot. Dismissing these thoughts, he looked down at the bed sheets. "When I got home yesterday, my wards were off. The living room was absolutely trashed and I could heart laughter coming from one of the guest bedrooms. I freaked out and just had the time to protect my pets in a closed off room before they found me. I couldn't really see them, and suddenly, memories came back vividly and I couldn't do anything about it. I froze. It was horrible. I got in the chimney, threw the powder in and I must have thought of you then, I found myself coughing my lungs out in your apartment."
Harry's frown deepened. This kind of stuff happened a lot in the Ministry. He had to let the other Aurors know and they had to perform some tests and charms to ensure of the safety in the apartment further and to find out who had been able to enter such a protected place. Nodding thoughtfully, he let a smile appear on his face. "It's okay. You can stay here for as long as you want. It's big enough. I'll sleep on the couch." he said, without really realising so. Then, with a smile, he walked to the kitchen, leaving a blushing Draco alone in his room.
After a couple of minutes, Draco walked out, hands firmly gripping the warm mug. He found the kitchen without much bother and leaned against the door frame. The radio was on, flying about in the room. A muggle hit was playing and Dracp snickered. It reminded him of Paris, somehow. Harry hadn't seen him yet and he was wiggling his hips, swaying them to the rythm, a spatula in hand. Draco observed with an amused glare and sipped his coffee. The bacon was sizzling in the pan and the eggs were cooked, in a plate. Draco figured he'd help so he placed the mug on the table and walked to Harry. "Where are the plates?" he asked.
Harry stopped his dancing and blushed. Recoverring from the slight surprise, he pointed to a cupboard and then a drawer. Draco got two plates, two knives, two forks. Two of everything. He then placed them face to face on the small table and leaned against this one. "You've got some dancing skills scarhead." he teased, a smirk curling his lips.
Harry shook his head and pouted. "Oh shut up."
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