digthewriter (digthewriter) wrote in adventdrabbles, @ 2015-12-08 12:17:00 |
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Entry tags: | contributor: digthewriter, dec08, fandom: harry potter, year: 2015 |
The Dating Game, Part Eight
Title: The Dating Game, Part Eight
Pairing/Fandom: Harry Potter - Harry/Draco; Ron/Hermione; Charlie/Neville
Author: digthewriter
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 300
Warnings: EWE. Mention of war and death. IDK where the feels came from.
A/N: Unbetaed. PART ONE / PART TWO, PART THREE, PART FOUR / PART FIVE / PART SIX / PART SEVEN
It was still a few days to Christmas so not everyone had made it to the Burrow yet. This was just the usual Wednesday evening dinner. Harry had already told Mrs Weasley he was going to miss dinner on Christmas Eve because he had "other plans," and she'd thankfully not pushed about the matter.
Ginny had "other plans" that evening too, so maybe Molly had just figured out Harry also had a date just like Ginny did. Although, no one knew who Ginny was dating, or what exactly her other plans were. There was no way in hell Harry was going to announce to the Weasleys that Harry had a date with Malfoy. There was a higher chance of of Kreacher coming to serve the Weasleys and Unicorns mating with dragons than him making the announcement. Maybe he just hoped eventually, someone would gossip about it first, and then he'd be there to fill in the details. If he and Malfoy amounted to anything, that is.
Stop thinking about how it's going to fail, Harry. It wasn't going to fail. It was going to be fine. It was. Harry just had to keep telling himself that. It just had to go fine.
"You think he's as nervous as you?" Ron asked Harry after the dinner was over and they were sat by the fire again.
"Why?" Harry asked. He hadn't thought about whether or not Malfoy would be nervous.
"You know. You asked him out for a date, and it isn't until Friday, but you still have to see him this week. He was out on leave but comes back tomorrow, and we're on-call. So most likely he's going to be at the Ministry tomorrow..."
"Is this your way of trying to make me feel better?" Harry asked, scowling.
PART NINE