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Draco Malfoy ([info]lordlyheir) wrote in [info]mudbloods,
@ 2013-05-22 17:32:00


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Draco was supposed to be having lunch with Pansy and listening to her talk about her new boyfriend, but for the most part he was playing with his phone. It had been a week since he'd heard anything from Merlin and, given that the last time they'd seen each other Draco had had to leave for a while to give Merlin a break, he was starting to get worried. Plus, Merlin hadn't been at school and he hadn't answered Draco's texts asking how he was feeling and it just... It was worrying.

He put his phone down because, no, there still weren't any new texts from Merlin, and looked up at Pansy. "I can't believe Father actually approved of a man for you. It's got to be some sort of miracle."


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[info]merlinsbeard
2013-05-23 08:16 am UTC (link)
Merlin sighed and glanced at Draco for a moment. "Good." He told him, falling back onto the couch. "She won't come into my flat again. I see this as a win."

He patted the couch beside him. "Come on. Your father came over to write me an excuse for missing school. Right, Sir?"

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[info]lordlyheir
2013-05-23 08:35 am UTC (link)
"It's not good," Draco said, shaking his head and moving to sit beside Merlin. "I don't understand why you're always so mean to her. You won, didn't you? I'm gay. I'm with you. Pansy's just like... my sister." He looked down at his phone in his hands. "And now she doesn't even want to be my friend." He felt sick to his stomach.

Lucius looked at the boys on the couch. He was doing his best not to feel too self-conscious about what he and Merlin had done there just the day before. Merlin calling him sir wasn't helping him forget. "Right," he agreed. "I'll talk to Pansy, Draco. Don't worry about her. Just... keep Merlin happy."

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[info]merlinsbeard
2013-05-23 09:36 am UTC (link)
Merlin sighed and kissed Draco's forehead. "I don't like her. It has nothing to do with you and her." He pointed out, shrugging. "Sure, she got in the way when we were kids, but she's such a bitch."

He looked at Lucius and rolled his eyes. "It's hard to be happy right now."

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[info]lordlyheir
2013-05-23 09:43 am UTC (link)
"She's not a bitch. She's just mad at me for not defending her to you. She thinks I don't care about her problems and she's partially right. I wasn't listening when she was talking to me about her boyfriend because I was worrying about you." Draco sighed. "Sorry. I don't want to make things about me when you're having a rough time."

Lucius was a little surprised Draco was willing to put his self-created dramas aside, if he was being honest. He pulled out his phone, texting Pansy to ask if she needed to talk to a parent. He looked up at Merlin and gave him a soft smile. "Of course," he agreed. "May I suggest alcohol, chicken fingers, or cake? That's generally what gets used to help people feel better at our house. Thor works out, but that's Thor."

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[info]merlinsbeard
2013-05-23 09:50 am UTC (link)
Merlin sighed softly and pulled Draco into his lap, kissing him deeply. "I love you." He told him, playing with his hair. "I love you. And I need you to know that."

He hugged him, closing his eyes. "What problems does Pansy really have anyway? She's finally got a boyfriend."

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