Kettle and Pot
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Title: Kettle and Pot
Author: bleedingangel84
Beta: None
Rating: PG
Warnings: Angst, Slight hurt/comfort, OCs for plot purposes
Word Count: 365
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.
Notes: More Ron/Draco. A lot of angst, a little hurt/comfort. Fits my mood this week. Hope you guys enjoy. Be free with the red ink.
Written for: hogwarts365 Prompt #75-“All my life, my heart has yearned for a thing I cannot name”- Andre Breton.; Drinks; Song
Summary: Ron and Draco are both hurting. Can they help each other to heal?
Pot and Kettle
“All my life, my heart has yearned for a thing I cannot name.”
“Malfoy? You’re completely sloshed, aren’t you?”
“You’ve got gorgeous eyes, Weasley. Did you know?”
“All right now I know you’re drunk. How many drinks have you had tonight?”
“Clearly, not enough. I’m still talking, aren’t I?”
“Malfoy, it wasn’t your fault. We didn’t know about McClure’s curse in time.”
“Stop trying to make me feel better, Weasley. It’s my fault that little boy doesn’t have a father anymore.”
“It’s not. The Carrows were the ones who cursed him. No one knew. The Vanishing Poison curse is devilishly hard to treat. No one blames you.”
“What if I blame myself? I was the one treating him. I should’ve realised the curse he was under in time to do something for him.”
“Malfoy, stop this. There was nothing you could’ve done. He’d have died no matter what. You must see that.”
“And what if I do? Is that suddenly supposed to make me feel better? I’m sorry, but it doesn’t.”
“If you’re to blame anyone, it should be me. I’m the one who killed the Carrows when my team was in charge of apprehending them unharmed. They could’ve broken the curse on McClure if they were still alive.”
“Weasley, that’s stupid. The Carrows were trying to kill you. Any sane wizard would’ve acted as you did.”
“Pot, meet kettle.”
“What are you on about?”
“Malfoy, you just called me stupid for blaming myself. Isn’t that exactly what you’re doing?”
“It’s different. I’m a healer, Weasley. My job is to save peoples’ lives, not end them.”
“You did everything you could, Malfoy. McClure was in pain. At least you know he isn’t now.”
“No, Weasley. He’s just gone. And he died under my care.”
“Let’s get you some coffee, yeah? Time to sober you up, I think.”
“Don’t want coffee. Don’t want to think. I want to sit here, listen to a bad song about crying, and pass out on a barstool. I just want to forget for a little while, all right?”
“Want some company?”
“Only if you’re quiet.”
“I can do that.”
“It would be a first.”
“Watch, it, Malfoy.”
“Weasley?”
“Yes?”
“Thanks.”
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on 2015-02-18 03:21 am (UTC)no subject
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on 2015-02-18 08:04 am (UTC)I enjoyed the background story of finding out how this conversation even came about and I like the way my Ronnie tries to make him better by taking the guilt onto his shoulders.
Lovely work, hon! I always say you should do more of this pairing! :)
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on 2015-02-19 03:09 am (UTC)no subject
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on 2015-02-19 03:11 am (UTC)Thanks so much for reading and commenting. I really appreciate it.