49
Time Signature
Disclaimer: I do not own HP.
Summary: Because 49 was 7 times 7, and 7 was the most magical number in existence (anyone in Arithmancy could tell you that). Too bad Harry never took that class. 49 mostly unconnected drabbles/one-shots around Draco and fem! Harry.
Maybe a bit dark? If you don't like that, skip this.
thirty-eight, torch
"Did you know, Draco, that the black flames are actually quite warmer than the red?" his wife asked suddenly. He had no idea what she was talking about.
"In the garden, the stone torch. It changes colors sometimes. It's strange."
Ah. She didn't know he went in the garden, then. If she did not know, he had no intention to tell. It was almost a miraculous occurrence that she had talked about the garden on her own – her scars had not yet fully healed, it seemed. Or perhaps she was still trying to scratch her knees with the rocks to hide the ones she already had, to make them go away. Thankfully, he had replaced the sharper ones quite earlier when he had first noticed her self-harm.
"Magic acts in unexpected ways sometimes, Harry. You of all people should know that."
She was silent for a while.
"The emerald green fire was the warmest. The Floo flames aren't hot at all, though…"
He had an inkling now of how it worked. The stronger the color reminded him of Harry, the warmer it was.
…He was never telling her about him changing the flames.
TBC
A/N: Thank you for clicking on this chapter! This is the thirty-eighth prompt – only 11 more to go! *cheers*
time relief accept blow crush diminish retell student key bottle water wind love blush kiss embrace funeral cloth ring stone crash wave stop start again green flower weed curtain fruit needle peg shelf book write wrong frame torch glue hole punch kick dry wet shine hail blue red forever
Also for Interesting Words 97, "cicatrize" – to heal by the process of forming scars.
Thank you again,
Time Signature