Unto a Child We Sing - 4/?
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starduchessTitle: Unto a Child We Sing
Author: starduchess
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Slythindor100 traditional day 6 -- four red stockings hung by the chimney
Warning: some angst, hopefully a happy ending.
A/N: Parts: One, Two, Three
Harry floo’ed home, a lead weight in his stomach at his failed shopping trip. He bumped his head on the red stockings as he stumbled out of the floo --four at the moment, and his heart ached with guilt that there might not be a fifth.
He heard Draco approach.
“Did you get it?”
Harry’s despairing look was answer enough.
“Dammit, Potter! This is too important to muck up. Get your arse back out there and LOOK! Use your contacts, bribe people, sell your soul, I don’t care what it takes!”
Harry turned and floo’ed back out into the cold.
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Author: starduchess
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Slythindor100 traditional day 6 -- four red stockings hung by the chimney
Warning: some angst, hopefully a happy ending.
A/N: Parts: One, Two, Three
Harry floo’ed home, a lead weight in his stomach at his failed shopping trip. He bumped his head on the red stockings as he stumbled out of the floo --four at the moment, and his heart ached with guilt that there might not be a fifth.
He heard Draco approach.
“Did you get it?”
Harry’s despairing look was answer enough.
“Dammit, Potter! This is too important to muck up. Get your arse back out there and LOOK! Use your contacts, bribe people, sell your soul, I don’t care what it takes!”
Harry turned and floo’ed back out into the cold.
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