A Short Story Is A Love Affair: Barcelona, harry potter - j. k. rowling fanfic

mysterydragonss

Characters

Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Astoria Greengrass, Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott, Pansy Parkinson, Padma Patil, Gregory Goyle

Tags

Fluff Not Canon Compliant Fluff and Humor Tooth-Rotting Fluff Fluff and Crack Not Beta Read Crack Treated Seriously Drabble Collection Near Death Experiences Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE One Shot Collection Fluff and Hurt/Comfort Background Relationships Dramatic Draco Malfoy Pining Draco Malfoy Shorts 500 Words Challenge Magical Accidents Animal Transformation Pining Hermione Granger they're not really drabbles tho lol

Summary

A series of shorts, maximum 500 words long, to rid my brain of the thousands of plot bunnies that refuse to leave me alone.Tags added as and when. Updated every now and then.

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Barcelona

April 20, 2025 at 08:49 AM

Many years ago, two lost, lonely boys that didn’t see an end to the war they were about to face made each other a promise, and that promise was Barcelona.

Brother, I give you my word that I want the best for you and I believe this to be it. Brother, I might not say what you want to hear, but I will say what you need to hear. Brother, I love you and I will not lie to you about the important things, now or ever.

The problem with making a promise like that was that stakes were needed. And what could two little boys with more money than the gods themselves possibly give up? When they could walk into a Rolex store and ask for one of everything and not bat an eye? Well, it’s simply really.
Brother, if I am wrong about this, I will buy you Barcelona.

Brother, you should not attend the next meeting with the Dark Lord. You should hide. You should not take the mark as I did. Barcelona.

Brother, you should not fix that cabinet and risk the only place that has ever felt like home. Barcelona.

Brother, you are allowed to mourn your father, even if he hated everything you grew up to become. You should attend the funeral. Barcelona.

Brother, you should see the therapist the Ministry has offered you. You cannot occlude away every single memory for the rest of your life. I miss you. Barcelona.

Brother, you should remove the smouldering remains of that letter from your hearth and tell Potter that you’d love to get a drink with him. Barcelona.

Brother, I know I waited too long to tell you, waited until the officiant asked me to hand over the rings, but this is wrong and we both know it. Astoria isn’t meant to be by your side. Go now, find your Golden Girl, and tell her what she means to you. Tell her that she holds the missing piece of your heart in her hands. Tell her that you love her. Barcelona.

“Who do you suppose first came up with sangria?” Theo asked him, swirling the slices of orange around his glass.

“It’s Roman.” Draco replied, looking out at the water as it gently lapped against the sand. “They’d dump spices in their wine to make it taste better.”

“How terribly frugal.” He said, speaking mostly into the liquid before turning to look at Draco. “Harry thinks this is our honeymoon. He’s rather jealous.”

“Nothing to be jealous of. You were mine first.” Draco smirked.

“Just as you were mine. But if I do have to fight Granger for your hand, I can’t promise I’ll win.” Theo shot back.

They sat either side of their little table, looking out at the sea and the sky, both perfectly content for the first time in far too long.

“People don’t really understand soulmates, do they?” Theo said softly.

“No, mate. I don’t think they do.” Draco replied.