Prompt: Friday the 13th - something unlucky
Harry was certain that this was the happiest day of his life. Every few seconds, he was throwing Draco cheesy grins from across the waiting room. In his own restrained way, Draco was excited, as well. Harry wasn't alone. He just didn't show it so obviously. And his excitement might have been closer to anxiety. His smile was small and tight. He was guzzling down coffee like it was a life source. Every few minutes he switched to a completely new magazine like he just couldn't concentrate. He was a quiet mess. Except for when he huffed, "How long does this take?" The only answer Harry could provide was a bemused shrug.
Had they known what was coming, Harry in hindsight was sure he would have worried a bit more. Had he know how violently fate would remind them of their unlucky standing in the world…. Had he known how it easy it was to lose the thing they had spent these past several months obsessing over….
Well he wasn't sure what he would have done. But there had to have been something they could have done differently.
The girl's mother came into the waiting room wearing a shining grin. Harry instantly thought good news and jumped from his seat. "Is it over?" he asked in a whisper, reaching tenderly for the woman's hands. "How is he?"
A dark, volatile pit opened in Harry's heart when she cringed away. Her smile fell and suddenly she looked severe. "I'm sorry," she muttered, looking anything but. "She fell in love the instant she saw him."
In a distant dimension from Harry's current headspace, he heard Draco's devastated mewl. He felt a shaking chest pressed against his back. Harry's worst unrealized fear was suddenly very real and he could feel his heart shattering.