http://asimplechord.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] asimplechord.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] asimplechord 2011-03-02 03:23 am (UTC)

late reply is late

"Like the song on the wireless, Harry. Fly me to the moon."

Harry thinks perhaps he misheard. He pauses, glancing over at Draco to see if he's serious, but there's no smirk, no teasing laugh.

"You want to go where for our anniversary trip?"

"The moon." Draco waves at the bright orb in the solstice night sky. "You said I could choose anywhere."

"Yes, but..."

Sometimes the knowledge gaps between the wizard and Muggle worlds seems truly unfathomable.

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