On Your Shore
xanthippe74 @xanthippe74
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Astoria Greengrass/Draco Malfoy
Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Ginny Weasley, Astoria Greengrass, Scorpius Malfoy, Ernie Macmillan, Original Characters
Additional Tags: Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Post-Hogwarts, Mystery, Scotland, Dark Magic, Friends to Lovers, Getting Together, Pining, Sharing a Bed, First Time, Non-Explicit Sex, Demisexual Harry Potter, Bisexual Harry Potter, Gay Draco Malfoy, Closeted Draco Malfoy, Curse Breaker Harry Potter, Antiques Appraiser Draco Malfoy, Redeemed Draco Malfoy, Good Parent Draco Malfoy, Past Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Married Astoria Greengrass/Draco Malfoy, H/D Sex Fair 2020
Summary:
Clearing out a remote house full of cursed collectibles in the Outer Hebrides? Not a problem for an experienced curse breaker like Harry Potter. Spending a week with the straight, happily-married man that he’s starting to have feelings for? And sharing a bed with him at night? Surely Harry can handle that, too. But both the house and Draco Malfoy have secrets to uncover, and Harry might be in deeper water than he thought.
Excerpt:
“Don’t you think it’s odd that so many of the pieces with curses on them were Muggle?” Harry asks. “From what you’ve told me, it’s almost three-to-one, Muggle to magical.”
“But not all of the pieces made by Muggles in the house are cursed. She seems to have spared the better ones that fate.” Draco sighs. “It’s all very confusing, but I suppose it really isn’t our problem to sort out Erwina’s reasoning, is it?”
“Well, I’m curious. I’ve never had access to so many things that might be cursed by a single person. It’s hard not to try to find a pattern. I wish I’d had Ron teach me how to match magical signatures. I know he learnt in Auror training.”
“Why is that?”
“Some of the curses are old. Maybe even more than twenty years old. Remember I told you? If I knew how to test if two magical signatures match, I could check the curses against something in the house. Something I was sure Erwina cast herself, like the locking spell on a drawer.”
“That’s rather clever,” Draco says, sounding impressed. “But what could you deduce if the signatures didn’t match? That Erwina had an accomplice in her madness?”
“Or maybe she inherited part of her collection. I’d say ninety percent of the items I remove curses from were handed down through multiple generations to my clients. Maybe Erwina happened to have a lot of curse-happy ancestors.”
Harry laughs again but manages to stay on course this time. Draco’s quiet for a few minutes. They’ve passed the last houses of the village and their lights now, so they both draw their wands to cast Lumos charms. Harry notices that Draco’s expression is furrowed in concentration.
“That wouldn’t explain all the Muggle-made objects. Not their presence in Erwina’s collection. I’m not surprised that she had an appreciation for anything with exquisite craftsmanship and beauty. I mean, it wouldn’t explain why she obtained or kept some clearly inferior pieces, only to curse them later.”
Harry shrugs. “Sometimes people just like the way things look, Draco. Even if they’re not stunning examples of exquisite craftsmanship.”
Draco comes to a halt and rounds on Harry with a suppressed smile. “Are you making fun of me? Do you think I’m that much of a snob?”
“I’ve been in your house, remember? I’ve never seen anything in it that isn’t nice. I mean, every single thing is fancy. And they match the other things.” Harry growls impatiently when Draco laughs at his fumbling words. “You know what I mean!”
“That’s all Astoria’s doing. I don’t know anything about decorating. If it were up to me, the house would be as full as Erwina’s with things from the Manor. She was remarkably patient about finding a way to incorporate some of my favourite pieces, such as that small tapestry in the dining room. She understood that it was important to me to have some things from my childhood home.”
“She’s a very nice lady,” Harry says graciously.
“She’s a complete and utter gem, and I still don’t know why she agreed to marry me. I’m not much of a catch,” Draco says, shaking his head. “I’m sure she could have done much better if she’d waited a few years.”
“That’s not true!” Harry cries, more loudly than he intends to.
“Other than financial stability, I’ve never thought I possessed the kind of personal qualities or charms that could explain her decision. I’m quite certain I’ve never done anything to deserve the happiness she’s given me.”
Harry is so dismayed by Draco’s pained expression that he steps forward and wraps his arms around him. Draco grunts in surprise, but carefully returns the embrace.
“You do deserve to be happy,” Harry says fiercely, holding him tightly. “You shouldn’t think that about yourself.”
Draco huffs a bitter laugh next to Harry’s ear. “I know that’s not what everyone else thinks.”
“Well, I think you’re pretty wonderful.”
Harry gives Draco a final squeeze and draws back just enough to see his face, wanting to make Draco understand. He keeps one arm around Draco’s waist and takes hold of his chin with the other, to make sure he’s listening.
“I mean it, Draco,” Harry says.
Draco closes his eyes, giving Harry the opportunity to take in, at a startlingly close range, the smooth planes of Draco’s cheeks, the way his eyebrows arch slightly, the tension in his mouth that’s pushing his lips together.
“Harry—”
As soon as he sees those lips part, Harry can’t stop himself. He tilts forward and presses his mouth to Draco’s, needing to release even a tiny portion of the longing he’s been carrying around for the past few weeks. It’s been building up, making him feel like he’s going to burst sometimes when he looks at Draco.
Harry barely has the chance to register the taste of Draco’s cool lips when he’s gripped by the shoulders and gently, but firmly, pushed back. He keeps his eyes shut, trying to hold onto the sensation of the kiss for as long as he can.
“Are you drunk?” Draco demands.
“No, just a little tipsy…” Harry opens his eyes in horror. “Oh, shit. Oh, fuck. I’m sorry!”
Draco releases his shoulders. He studies Harry for a moment, and Harry wishes he could sink into the ground rather than meet those penetrating grey eyes. Draco doesn’t seem angry, but his expression is rigid and closed off.
“You are definitely drunk. Let’s just get home. Someone’s bound to drive by and see our wandlight if we keep standing here,” Draco says.
Harry follows him, silent and mortified and cursing himself with every step. What the hell was he thinking? He knows the answer to that. All the times he allowed himself to indulge in those inappropriate thoughts about Draco in the past few days undoubtedly brought Harry to this point. He should have quashed them as soon as they arose, even if it never occurred to him that he might do something as rash as kiss Draco.
Oh Merlin, he really fucked up.
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Sending out an apology to my readers for taking so long to update The Family of Things! All sorts of things are going on...
1. I'm working on chapter 4our but it's so long and it's not ending
2. That is the smut chapter and after I wrote it I was unhappy with it and I went back through and have been polishing it
3. And yet it's still not finished. Are these guys ever going to fall asleep? No? Just talk all night? Sheesh
4. Chapter 3hree has still not been edited. My wonderful beta reader @lucky-numberme has given me feedback on it weeks ago and I think it needs a little work still.
5. Grad school has been overwhelming, in a really good way; I love my existential theory class and my client. But last week I had three big assignments all due on the same day including a case presentation and that was a lot D:
6. My birthday is this friday! Last weekend my friend visited me and I had a little bonfire with friends and that was beautiful and lovely and also draining. My friend's gone home and now I'm super behind on school work
7. I have been writing daily but I have only had the spoons to write a few paragraphs at a time.
8. I'm pretty sure chapter 4 is neverending.
9. I just finished watching the final episode of Good Omens 2 and I'm broken 🙃
10. I love you.
11. Thank you so much for being readers and being commenters and kudosers. Thank you for your patience and I just want you to know that I am still working on it. Also my existential professor reminds me of Arthur so much it's uncanny. Also 11 is my favorite number so I can't add another list item after this one
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