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Drabble Day Prompt 10
First, a quick announcement. Some people are finding themselves inspired to write longer pieces. To give people a chance to finish, or fill new prompts, the challenge will stay open through Sunday, although no new prompts will be posted after the original 24. After 48hours the challenge will close and I'll count up prompts filled and the like for prizes, but the prompts will remain forever for inspiration and love ♥
There have been some great pieces posted already, so if you find yourself waiting for inspiration or looking for a break from writing, check them out!
Now, on with the prompt (from pressing shuffle on my iPod):
If you can't be with the one you love, honey, love the one you're with.
Lyrics from Love The One You're With by Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young (apologies, I don't know how good the recording I picked is)
Rules are here, though an additional one - you don't need to stick to the drabble of the hour. Remember, there are no rules! If you want to fill prompt one minutes after I post prompt 24, then that's great!
And Chatzy is here and here for srs!chatzy.
There have been some great pieces posted already, so if you find yourself waiting for inspiration or looking for a break from writing, check them out!
Now, on with the prompt (from pressing shuffle on my iPod):
Lyrics from Love The One You're With by Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young (apologies, I don't know how good the recording I picked is)
Rules are here, though an additional one - you don't need to stick to the drabble of the hour. Remember, there are no rules! If you want to fill prompt one minutes after I post prompt 24, then that's great!
And Chatzy is here and here for srs!chatzy.
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He tossed back another whisky and silently cursed himself. He still loved her, of course he did, but long hours at work had driven a wedge between them. When his partner left his wife and they started spending nights drinking hard to help him forget, Ginny decided she'd had enough.
Just as he was thinking of his partner, Draco dropped to the stool beside him.
"Tom told me you were down here, Potter."
"Ginny kicked me out."
Harry tapped his glass on the bar but Draco put his hand over the glass before Tom could give him a refill.
"You've had enough, Harry. Let's go upstairs so you can sleep it off."
"I drank with you when Astoria left you."
"Maybe you shouldn't have." Draco tugged his hand and was there with an arm around his waist as he swayed unsteadily. They made their way up the stairs, crashing into walls with startling regularity and Harry drank the sobriety potion Draco forced into his hand before he collapsed into sleep.
The next morning he woke to warmth at his back and an arm around his waist and for a moment he thought it was Ginny. Then the arm pulled him closer and it was a hard chest at his back.
"Draco?"
"Harry." The arm pulled back but Harry grabbed it and held his partner close. "What am I going to do with you?" was murmured into his hair.
Harry turned at that question and met Draco's eyes. It was possible that he'd ended up with the one he loved at Christmas after all.
He pressed a light kiss to Draco's lips. "Let's go back to sleep."
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Absolutely gorgeous!
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He falls in love – this boy. And he falls hard and he doesn’t hold any illusion that this love of his will be ever returned, so he throws himself into adventure after adventure, going through danger over and over again, battling the death. He always wins – this boy. It’s a quite a mad luck he’s got. But he can’t be together with his beloved; the longing sometimes is close to tearing him to pieces. So he learns to make the best of his life, even with a threat of mad man hanging over his head.
This boy – eventually he learns to let go and move on and make the best of what he’s got. He learns to love the ones he’s with. (though he never forgets his beloved, even as the hope withers out and fades)
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Summary Harry is married to Ginny. But he's gay, and is in love with Draco.
Warning No happy-ending, angst...
Word count 180
Harry’s whole life was based on one motto. If you can’t be with the one you love, honey, love the one you’re with
He had heard it somewhere, in some song, and decided it described his life very well.
The fact was, he had realised he was gay in his sixth year. It hadn’t been very convenient, as he had realised after he fell in love with Draco Malfoy. He was positive he wasn’t bisexual, which was a problem, as every single person that knew him had already decided his bride to be after the war. Ginny Weasley.
Which brought him back to his motto. He lived with Ginny, had the occasional fuck with Ginny, which he got through by imagining she was Draco. Ginny was expecting, and Harry was excited about getting a kid, but still, he only held platonic love for his wife.
He loved her very much, cared about her, so he guessed he was better off than some men in his shoes. However, his heart still ached for the blond man from his past.
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