Fuck You: a Drarry ficlet
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jocundasykesThe whole terrible affair dawned with “Fuck you,” and an unaccepted apology.
We kept saying those words to each other. In the intervening years, they echoed in our stories like they rang in that corridor outside Courtroom Thirteen.
He announced, “I hate you,” when he bought me that beer once after work, and he said it again when I invited him to a Harpies game.
God, having an enemy was exhausting.
I still meant it later when I said, “Fuck you.” It was midnight when I confided in him with a stomach full of Firewhisky. I whispered, “Fuck you,” against sweat-damp skin and soft lips.
He said it when I came home late with bruises after a long shift, when I didn’t add enough sugar cubes to his tea, and yeah, sometimes I said it during the fights we had about elf rights and where we should spend Boxing Day.
I said it in the empty silence of the hospital waiting room. I said it when his friends said awful things about me to the papers. I said it in the middle of his hate-filled tirades that had long ceased to be true.
Tonight I flung off my robes by the light of the smouldering coals. He’d shut the hangings of our four-poster bed, but I knew he’d be awake.
I crept into bed, my brain buzzing from an intense shift. The bedsheets twisted as Draco turned and hissed, “Fuck you,” pulling me close.
I entangled our ankles and murmured, “Sorry.”
“I didn’t give you permission to freeze me to death with your ice-block feet.” Draco ran his hands through my hair. “Locked the front door?”
“Yeah.”
“Blown the candles out on the Christmas tree?”
“Yes.”
“Cat escaped from the kitchen?”
“What do you take me for?”
“An imbecile.” He jumbled our legs together. “You’re late.”
“I’m sorry.”
“A cold imbecile.” Draco ran a finger down my back and I shivered. “A cold, near-naked imbecile.”
I grinned into his chest. “I thought you were supposed to be sleeping.”
“I thought you were supposed to be home by ten.” He sighed. “One of the many things I hate about you...”
And then he kissed me.
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