Little Dragon (noprincehere) wrote in fourteenshades, @ 2014-01-19 17:49:00 |
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Entry tags: | draco malfoy, ted tonks |
Draco & Ted
WHO: Draco Malfoy & open Ted Tonks
WHAT: Brooding
WHERE: The gym
RATING: PG
Draco finally reached a point in his life where everything seemed to be coming together. Hell, even the village had been quiet since the monsters perished. Sure, there was some discomfort with certain villagers thanks to his relationship with Fleur and a little bit of jealousy since Potter showed up again, but, mostly, Draco Malfoy was okay. Happy even.
Obviously things were meant to fall apart. He should have known better than to think he could be there for the people he loved when it mattered most. He knew he became a mentor to children in his future so his current job seemed wonderful, but obviously he wasn't good at it. Katie obviously hated him with good reason, his relationship with Bellatrix was complicated, he was too close to Albus to be fair, he felt Teddy kept him at arm's length, Myrtle was practically a daughter, but he always seemed to say the wrong thing lately, Po was his granddaughter and also seemingly unhappy...the list went on. Then, to top it all off, he kept losing them. Okay, he realized he couldn't be responsible for them all, but he could at least make sure those in his family were alright. Yet, in a few months, Myrtle went missing during the monster attack, Albus held himself up in a shed for days, Polaris escaped his damn house and got hurt, and Teddy ran away to look for his dad.
Clearly he had nothing under control. Clearly it was only a matter of time before everyone realized he was a sham and Potter took his rightful place with the kids, the Weasleys, everyone. And then he'd be alone again. He'd have his mother, his wonderful mother, but all the borrowed family and friends would ultimately go away. How could they not? He was failing. Always failing.
He had spent the day looking for Teddy, but eventually realized he had no idea where to go next so he showed up in the gym to take advantage of the punching bag. He'd go back out later. If he had his fucking broom...hell. He was cranky.