I'm back! And going to sleep. A proper RL update - and maybe some porn! - to follow.
OMG so tired. First week at uni is always so crazy. But I'm pleased to be sort-of back. And how do we celebrate? Yes! With angst!Title:
The Opposite of LoveWord count:
The boys belong to JKR, even though I’m often much nicer to them than she is.Author’s Notes:
This was written for hd100
’s challenge, hate
The first time, they mauled each other with their mouths. A week later was their first ‘date’; they snarled, and slammed together again.
Seven years later, they live together. Every morning they wake, share a perfunctory kiss, then spend the day living their separate lives.
They don’t fight any more. They don’t make love either.
Draco doesn’t know what Harry’s doing at work, or if he’s happy. They nod politely in the corridor and sleep side-by-side, without touching.
Draco knows that if nothing else, his relationship with Harry has taught him something.
The opposite of love isn’t hate; it’s indifference.