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Title: The Arrangement (24 of 25)
Author: [livejournal.com profile] fantasyfiend09
Word Count: 743
Rating: NC-17 overall
Prompt: Celebrating with champagne flutes
Warning: None
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Author's Notes: Unbetaed.

Platform 9¾ was as crowded as ever. Harry stayed close to Draco, squeezing his hand whenever he caught someone staring and waving at a few work colleagues who were waiting for their children. No matter how many years passed, the platform never failed to make Harry feel 11 years-old again. Even in September, as sad as he had been to send his godson off, he had felt a rush of awe at seeing the large red engine billowing puffs of steam as owls swooped overhead.

At the far end of the platform, Andromeda stood waiting alone. She wasn't one for crowds or attention, so she always came early and waited away from the group. Harry always meant to do the same, but he never seemed to manage to be early enough. He felt Draco slow as they neared, but Harry just squeezed his hand tighter and pushed on.

When they reached her, Harry greeted her and gave her a hug with his free hand. “Andromeda, this is Draco.”

Draco inhaled deeply and reached out his hand. He seemed braced for some type of rejection or Curse. Andromeda turned her eyes on him and looked him over. She looked as much like Bellatrix as ever, but her gaze was calculating and not mad.

“A pleasure to meet you, Draco. I have heard so much about you.” She took his hand and shook it once before letting go. While it was not the warmth of his meeting with Mrs Weasley, Draco looked just as shocked as he had at the Burrow. He muttered his thanks and said he was pleased to meet her as well.

Andromeda gave him a nod and then turned to ask after Harry's work. Draco seemed content to stand silently at Harry's side as they conversed, and Harry figured that was enough for a first meeting.

When the whistle sounded, Harry whipped around to watch the Hogwarts Express pull into the station. Still magical. Still amazing. Children began pouring off as soon as the train stopped, but they waited several minutes before a blue-haired boy stepped off the train. He waved goodbye to some other children and then walked towards where Andromeda, Harry, and Draco were waiting.

Harry noted that he was changed into Muggle clothing but still wore his Hufflepuff scarf. He looked much taller and older for having been gone three months, and Harry felt the familiar pang of Teddy growing up too fast. Then Teddy met his eye and ran forward into his arms. When Harry finally let him go, Teddy gave his grandmother a hug and then turned to look at Draco.

“I know you,” he murmured, scrunching up his face in thought.

Draco extended his hand as stiffly as he had to Andromeda. “Draco Malfoy. I'm your cousin of sorts.”

Teddy nodded. “That's right. My mother's cousin. Gran told me.” His face suddenly lit up. “You're the one who works with Bill! Did you really break a Curse on a handbag that ate fingers?”

Draco dropped his hand—Teddy didn't seem to even notice it—but smiled. “It only ate fingers with large rings on them, but yes. I did.”

Teddy's eyes were wide. “So cool.” He looked at Harry. “You do things like that, too, right?”

Harry laughed and grabbed Teddy in a one-armed hug. “He's comparing our careers,” he said to Draco. “He says he wants to be an Auror like his mother and me, but then he listens to Bill's stories and says he wants to be a Curse-breaker.”

Draco smirked at him. “Curse-breaking is much cooler.”

“I agree! A much better choice.” Draco looked confused, so Harry confessed that he would prefer his godson chose a career safer than being an Auror. “Curse-breakers get the excitement of breaking Dark magic without someone casting it at their backs.” Draco looked like he might argue against Harry's assessment of his work as safer, but Harry cut him off by suggesting they go back to his cottage for refreshments. The fact that Draco had now successfully met everyone Harry considered family was something that deserved a little celebration.

Later, after Teddy and Andromeda had left, Harry poured the last of the champagne into Draco's flute and clinked it with his own. “You've met them all and no one Hexed you.”

Draco gave him a soft smile. “I'll drink to that.”


Part 25

Date: 2015-12-26 01:05 am (UTC)

Date: 2015-12-25 01:36 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] capitu
Teddy! He's a darling and he's a Hufflepuff! <33

And yes, success! :)

Date: 2015-12-26 01:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fantasyfiend09.livejournal.com
He is a darling!! and in the best House ;)

Date: 2015-12-27 03:37 am (UTC)

Date: 2015-12-28 08:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] josephinestone.livejournal.com
OMG. A bag that eats fingers is terrifying to me. So glad I don't wear big expensive rings.

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