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Draco & Fleur
WHO: Draco & Fleur
WHERE: Draco surprises her at the Observatory.
WHEN: Backdated to Friday afternoon.
RATING: PG
With September still over a month away, Draco needed to find ways to occupy his time. The genealogist projects he received helped, but didn't take up as much time as the Peer Mentor position did. Healer Anderson always harped on him to "stay busy" so he was trying. It worked too. The more he forced himself out, the more he found he enjoyed it. The world wasn't as closed off to him as he suspected. He also found helping others made him feel better about himself. He could never right all the past wrongs, but he could lead a better life filled with kinder choices because that was how he wanted it. He wouldn't excuse his past, but he wouldn't remain a prisoner of it either. He only hoped his new liberation would last. He knew he was his own worst enemy, but sometimes it was difficult not getting caught up in wanting acceptance, which was impossible anywhere, but especially in a village suspended in time. Moving on was harder when people popped in from the most inopportune times. Some people understood that better than others.
Fleur was one of those people, which is why he missed her. He understood why she needed alone time, but when she wrote about that myth in her journal, he decided it was time to pop in for a visit. They had discussed visiting anyway, hadn't they? He wasn't going to give her a chance to change her mind so he just showed up where he knew he'd find her. They built the Observatory for the village, but it was still very much their spot. He was glad she enjoyed writing there.
"Oy, quit working so hard. You are making me look bad." He flashed a cheeky grin and held up a basket filled with food.
WHERE: Draco surprises her at the Observatory.
WHEN: Backdated to Friday afternoon.
RATING: PG
With September still over a month away, Draco needed to find ways to occupy his time. The genealogist projects he received helped, but didn't take up as much time as the Peer Mentor position did. Healer Anderson always harped on him to "stay busy" so he was trying. It worked too. The more he forced himself out, the more he found he enjoyed it. The world wasn't as closed off to him as he suspected. He also found helping others made him feel better about himself. He could never right all the past wrongs, but he could lead a better life filled with kinder choices because that was how he wanted it. He wouldn't excuse his past, but he wouldn't remain a prisoner of it either. He only hoped his new liberation would last. He knew he was his own worst enemy, but sometimes it was difficult not getting caught up in wanting acceptance, which was impossible anywhere, but especially in a village suspended in time. Moving on was harder when people popped in from the most inopportune times. Some people understood that better than others.
Fleur was one of those people, which is why he missed her. He understood why she needed alone time, but when she wrote about that myth in her journal, he decided it was time to pop in for a visit. They had discussed visiting anyway, hadn't they? He wasn't going to give her a chance to change her mind so he just showed up where he knew he'd find her. They built the Observatory for the village, but it was still very much their spot. He was glad she enjoyed writing there.
"Oy, quit working so hard. You are making me look bad." He flashed a cheeky grin and held up a basket filled with food.