wicked smut goddess (gracerene) wrote,
wicked smut goddess

FIC: Teacher's Pet, Part 17 (Charlie/Draco, PG)

Title: Teacher's Pet, Part 17
Author: gracerene
Pairing: Charlie/Draco
Word Count: ~650
Rating: PG this part, NC-17 overall
Warnings: professor/student
Challenge: hp_may_madness 2016 Day #17: Forget, humour, spellbound
Author's Notes: Unbeta'd.

Part 16

The Three Broomsticks was packed. It was a snowy January Hogsmeade weekend, and it seemed like half of Hogwarts had squeezed into the cosy pub. Luckily, he had just beat the rush and had managed to procure a booth in the corner. In front of him sat a silent Draco, sipping his butterbeer demurely.

Charlie was spellbound.

"So, we should...talk."

"Hmm?" Charlie asked absently, his eyes too busy taking in the glossy shine of Draco's lips.

"Talk, Charlie." Draco's voice was stern, though Charlie could hear a thread of amusement in his tone.

"I want you," Charlie blurted out. Draco's eyes widened, his eyes darting around the busy room. Charlie took pity on him. "Don't worry, I cast a Muffliato."

"Oh, well, I—I want you, too. But that doesn't mean that we should act on it."

"Why not?"

"I'm a student."

"You're here to redo your final year, and you're over seventeen. We shouldn't go flaunting it in front of the students and professors, but it's not a good enough reason not to try. What else?"

"What do you mean, what else? What else besides the fact that our families hate each other? Besides the fact that I'll never be able to truly make amends for the things I've done, the choices I've made." Draco's breath was coming fast, eyes wild with emotion. "What do you think's going to happen, Charlie? You're going to come to the Manor and eat dinner with my parents? Maybe I'll play a friendly game of gobstones with Ron, laugh and joke with the rest of your siblings? How can you possibly think we could ever be anything other than fantasy? You forget who we are."

"No, Draco, I know exactly who we are. We don't have to be on opposite sides. Is it going to be difficult and awkward and strange? Yeah. And maybe our families won't understand right away, but I'm not in the habit of letting good things pass me by because things may be difficult."

Draco looked down at the table, the top of his cheeks blooming pink. "You think I'm a good thing?"

Charlie smiled, heart swelling. "I think you're a great thing. I think we could be a great thing. I know you think we're from two different worlds, and maybe we are, but you're forgetting all the things we've got in common. I like your smile, and I like your fire, and I like your biting sense of humour."

Draco's blush darkened, spilling down to the exposed hollow of his throat. Charlie swallowed with an audible click.

"I—" Draco broke off, his face doing something strange as he stared at the door. Charlie turned to look, watching as Ron, Harry, and Hermione filed in. Ron's gaze caught on Charlie's, eyes narrowing when he saw Charlie's companion. He said something to Harry and Hermione, and the both of them turned to look at him with vaguely bemused expressions. Charlie waved, waiting for them to wave back before pointedly turning back to focus on Draco, hoping they wouldn't come over and ruin this moment.

Draco's eyes were glittering. "Still think we could work?"

"I told you it wouldn't be perfect right away. But my family wants me to be happy, and if you make me happy, they'll eventually come around."

Draco looked at him for long moments, his expression unreadable.


Charlie's heart stopped. "Alright?"

"Yeah. We can...try. Take things slow."

Charlie nodded. "I can do slow." He desperately wanted to reach out and touch, but he knew that wouldn't be a good idea in such a public setting. Instead, he reached out with his foot and hooked it around Draco's ankle. "Is that okay?"

Draco's smile lit up the entire room.

"Yeah, it's perfect."

Part 18
Tags: fandom: harry potter, fest: hp_may_madness, kink: teacher/student relationship, my fanfic, no repost, pairing type: slash, pairing: charlie/draco, rating: pg
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