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    He knew he’d handled it badly.

    Not like he knew any other way to handle this kind of thing, Derek thought, only a little bitter.

    But Derek had heard the word Emissary come out of Scott’s mouth, and had immediately vetoed it with extreme prejudice.

    It was like he wanted Scott to set his jaw and ignore Derek’s input. Honestly.

    But Stiles- Derek had thought that at the very least, Stiles would listen. That their relationship meant enough that Stiles would hear him out before deciding.

    Derek had thought wrong.

     

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    Getting together almost killed them. Staying together might be harder.

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    Such a treasure

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    His house liked Draco Malfoy more than him.

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    Draco found the nest down in the Manor’s cellars, while he was clearing them out.

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    “Is that a joke?” he snapped, although his stomach did a quick constricting twist. “You can’t look me in the face in front of anyone else, but you still want a go?”

    Harry’s jaw tightened. “It’s not over,” he said fiercely. “Ron’s brother is dead. Hermione’s parents—they’re gone, she sent them to Australia to keep them safe, and they’re not coming back. She was tortured in this house. And Luna— So many other people— It’s not over for them just because Voldemort is dead, and I’m not going to ask them, I’m not going to ask the people who nearly died alongside me, to have to argue with me, and get angry at me, or worry about me, just so I can have a shag. I don’t want you that badly. If you want to get it out of your system, fine, so do I. But it’s not going to be something more.”

    Draco swallowed hard. Of course. He wasn’t—an acceptable match. Abruptly he felt a stinging belated sympathy with Pansy: what a complete bastard he’d been, and that was before he’d thrown in with a mass-murdering psychopath. And what a pity for him that Potter and his crowd felt little missteps like that trumped being fantastically rich and well-bred.

    He almost said something vicious and face-saving, I don’t want you at all now that I’m not trapped in a house trying to save your precious mudblood friend’s life, but he didn’t really want the words in his mouth, and after all, Harry could hardly mock anyone for just coming out with things. “Sorry, Potter,” he said. “It’s not that I don’t understand your position, but I’ve run a bit low on self-respect lately. I’ve got to conserve what I’ve got left.” Harry flushed and looked away, and didn’t try to argue with him. Draco stood up. “Good luck cleaning up the place. Let my solicitor know when you’re done, will you?”

    He turned and walked away. Behind him, Harry called, “Wait, Draco—Draco, where are you going?”

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    Harry is overwhelmed by his own power and fame and angst, so he's become a hermit. Draco Malfoy is tired of the melodrama.

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    “I’m sorry,” Harry said.

    “I kissed you first.”

    “I still . . . treated you badly.”

    “Do you mean because you ran away, or because you pushed me up against a wall?”

    “Both.”

    Malfoy moved away, his face in profile. “I knew you were going to be like this. I’m not an idiot, alright?”

    “I know you’re not.”

    “No, you don’t. And I should hate you for that, but instead I forgive you, because you’re too dumb to even know when you’re being dumb for thinking other people are dumb. You can’t help you’re a Gryffindor.”

    Harry's lips twisted. “Thanks for that.”

    “I kissed you first.” Malfoy held up a hand as if Harry was going to protest again, which Harry was. “I told you I’d been thinking about . . . blokes like that, and I told you you were the only one I knew who . . . felt like that, I told you I wanted to try it.”

    Harry felt like he could have been knocked over by a feather. “Maybe you're completely terrible at propositioning someone. What kind of come on was that?”

    “The sexy kind?”