Actions

Work Header

Mon Eclair

Summary:

A prelude (the fic is all text!)

Draco lays awake curled up on the right side of his bed. He hasn’t been able to touch or even look at the left side all week. He wonders if he ever will. If he’ll ever sleep through the night or feel anything but pain again? If the weight that crushes his soul will ever fuck off?

The mobile muggle device he got from Pansy just so she could check on him rests on his bedside stand, reminding him he isn’t alone. Next to it is a bag of eclairs from the French patisserie that remains untouched, mocking him. Why did he do that to himself?

The mobile vibrates with a buzz. Pansy must be texting him. She doesn't usually send a text in the middle of the night.

He reaches for it and presses the button that opens the screen, but—it’s not Pansy—just a very odd message from an unknown number.

Pansy has warned him about *spam* calls. On the other hand, this could be just the distraction he needs.

With a slight smirk he hasn’t sported in a week, he uses the little keyboard to type out a response and presses ‘send,’ watching his words pop up under the other text.

Notes:

For the "Comfort Zone Fest!"
Thank you to the mods for this opportunity!
**Prompts:** Raw, Want, and Strange
**Trope:** Texting fic.

The fact this fic exists is a miracle, in large part to my cheerleader @sugareey and beta @Dobbydrawssocks, who both gave valuable feedback and help with perfecting the spacing. Without them I wouldn’t be posting this fic!

Much thanks to the makers of "How to Make iOS Text Messages on AO3" YouTube instruction video by CodenameCarrot, La_Temperanza.

This fest seemed the perfect chance to challenge myself to write in a trope that I normally don't, and boy, I got my wish! When I sat down to start, I didn't have the first clue how to make this look like a text exchange, so I'm quite proud of myself for not asking for a mulligan! (I may have cheated and used the summary to set up the fic.) Initially, this was supposed to end after the first conversation, but I decided I just couldn't leave it there.

I hope you can imagine Draco’s thoughts and feelings and that you enjoy! (Green is Draco, obvi! ☺️)

Work Text:

Unknown Number

August 10, 3 am

Unknown Number: Changed my mind about the treacle tarts. I just can’t.

Draco: Can't say I blame you. What would you prefer?

Unknown Number: ?

Unknown Number: Idk, anything but those

Unknown Number: and THOSE iykwim

Draco: I agree about the treacle tarts

Draco: and probably the unmentionables

Unknown Number: Have U been hexed? Why do U sound...so weird?

Draco: Whatever do you mean?

Draco: All I’m saying is, I agree with your taste in confections

Unknown Number: not funny

Draco: Sorry?

Draco: Anyway, treacle tarts have never been on my list.

Unknown Number: Stop it

Unknown Number: You literally said “maybe it’ll help mate, let me get you treacle tarts already.”

Draco: What are you yammering on about? I would never say anything so prosaic.

Unknown Number: Plus, you’ll eat anything

Draco: I happen to be very particular with my culinary habits.

Unknown Number: wtaf

Unknown Number: Stop trying to sound like him

Draco: Like who?

Unknown Number: ur a real git, u know that?

Unknown Number: Just get whatever. Even McGonagall biscuits would be better.

Unknown Number: but I may not let u back in

Draco: Interesting. That sounds sort of kinky.

Unknown Number: Ok I'm definitely not letting you back in.

Unknown Number: Is this some sort of joke your brother put you up to?

Draco: I don't have a brother

Unknown Number: Now your scaring me.

Draco: Ok, let me put you out of your misery

Draco: I have no idea who you are. You texted the wrong person

Unknown Number: I what?

Draco: Unless I’ve been sleepwalking, I’m pretty sure I’m not on my way to the bakery.

Draco: Especially not for treacle tarts OR McGonagall’s biscuits.

Draco: I’d be going to L’eclair Patisserie for eclairs if anything.

Draco: And maybe chocolates.

Unknown Number: Wait

Unknown Number: Who the hell IS this??? 🤨👀

Draco: Temper.

Draco: I'm someone who apparently needs better security for his new Mobile.

Draco: It figures this muggle device would have its drawbacks.

Unknown Number: So your a wizard?

Draco: Brilliant deduction. What a relief to know I’m chatting with someone who at least has a modicum of intelligence.

Draco: Though he needs help with his grammar.

Unknown Number: We’re not exactly *chatting.*

Unknown Number: I don’t know how your number ended up in my contacts, but...

Unknown Number: I’ve only just started using one of these things

Draco: On second thought, I take back my comment regarding your intelligence.

Unknown Number: I knew u didn’t sound like my roommate…

Draco: Yet you keep texting me.

Unknown Number: Maybe I’m just somehow wooed by the uppity posh way you talk?

Unknown Number: *text

Draco: Don’t flatter yourself. I’m uppity with most everyone.

Unknown Number: Let’s see.

Unknown Number: UR an uppity wizard

Unknown Number: who sounds like a toff

Unknown Number: and prides himself on eating cream filled pastries from “L’eclaire Patisserie” in the middle of the night.

Unknown Number: And sometimes chocolate.

Unknown Number: Reminds me of someone.

Draco: Fascinating. And here I thought I was one of a kind.

Unknown Number: Maybe u are

Draco: Are we *chatting* now?

Unknown Number: Brilliant deduction, genius.

Draco: Prat. They’re called eclairs. At least I’d never willingly purchase McGonagall biscuits. Hogwarts Headmasters are where I draw the line.

Unknown Number: So you also went to Hogwarts. Not a question, just stating a fact

Unknown Number: cause I’m that smart

Draco: You’ve set the bar pretty low.

Draco: I’m going to go ahead and say you’re not a Ravenclaw.

Unknown Number: No, but apparently I’m smarter than…hang on a second.

Draco: ???

Draco: We could just call this a night.

Draco: Why am I waiting, again?"

Draco: Maybe I'm just wooed by your limited vocabulary

Unknown Number: Dammit. My roommate came back with a bag of treacle tarts.

Unknown Number: I blame you.

Draco: I think I saved you from the horror of consuming the beloved Headmaster’s biscuits.

Draco: Though I agree the treacle tarts are most unfortunate.

Draco: You really aught to try eclairs.

Unknown Number: Treacle tarts were my favorite.

Draco: That's it. We're done.

Unknown Number: I haven't had them for a week. They remind me too much of my ex

Draco: If your ex liked them, maybe you're better off.

Unknown Number: He hated them. We used to argue about them all the time, and you know what THAT leads to ;)

Unknown Number: I just can’t eat them anymore.

Unknown Number: Know what I mean?

Unknown Number: Told my roommate he could have the whole bag, and he’s already wolfed down half with a big smile on his face.

Unknown Number: U still there?

Unknown Number: My ex and I always ended up at “L’eclair Patisserie”

Draco: WHO. IS. THIS???

Unknown Number: Maybe we should play 20 questions?

Draco: Bloody hell.

Unknown Number: We can only ask yes/no questions to try and guess the person, place, or thing.

Draco: Yes, I’m aware. I used to play with MY ex.

Unknown Number: In this case, let’s try to guess who the other is.

Draco: Actually, I’m not sure I want to know.

Unknown Number: It’ll be fun.

Draco: I doubt that.

Unknown Number: You go first.

Unknown Number: I’m WAITing.

Draco: Fine. You're a wizard.

Unknown Number: Yes

Draco: Is your ex a wizard?

Unknown Number: Yes

Draco: Were you in Gryffindor?

Unknown Number: Yes

Unknown Number: ,/b>Have U guessed already?

Draco: Were you the seeker on the Gryffindor Quidditch team at Hogwarts around five years ago?

Unknown Number: Yes

Unknown Number: I’m impressed. That was only four questions.

Unknown Number: Hope UR still there

Draco: I don’t know WHY someone with your mathematical ability was never in Arithmancy.

Unknown Number: I suppose it's my turn now, but I'm sure I know who you are.

Draco: I'm not finished. Do you miss your ex?

Unknown Number: I haven’t eaten a treacle tart, or, you know, since we broke up.

Draco: Yes or no, do you?

Unknown Number: I’m deferring. Ask me later.

Draco: You’re assuming there’s even going to be a later.

Unknown Number: Hoping there will be.

Draco: Did he break up with you?

Unknown Number: No

Draco: So you broke up with him?

Unknown Number: No. Well, sort of.

Draco: Are you incredibly BAD at communicating??

Unknown Number: Probably

Draco: Did you cheat on him?

Unknown Number: No. I didn’t.

Draco: Are you a LIAR?

Draco: I'll rephrase. Does he have good reason to think you did?

Unknown Number: This was supposed to be fun.

Draco: Unbelievable.

Draco: I never had much fun playing it. MY ex always beat me.

Draco: Probably because he’s a cheat.

Draco: Yes or no. Does your ex have good reason to think you cheated on him?

Unknown Number: I sort of told him I did.

Draco: You’re saying you lied.

Unknown Number: I only agreed when he asked me.

Unknown Number: But yeah, I lied. It never happened.

Draco: WHY in Voldemort’s hell would you lie and let him believe you cheated??

Unknown Number: That’s not a yes/no question.

Draco: Fuck the GAME, and fuck you, you absolute BELLEND, why would you?

Unknown Number: It hurt like hell when he accused me.

Unknown Number: I should have just said so, but I wanted to hurt him back.

Unknown Number: The look on his face told me I had made a horrible mistake, but when he said he never wanted to see me again and stormed out, I foolishly let him go.

Unknown Number: I’m so sorry. It’s complicated. I’m a terrible communicator, remember?

Draco: You’re a lot of terrible things.

Unknown Number: Not all bad, I hope.

Unknown Number: I hope you don’t really think that.

Unknown Number: I'm sorry.

Draco: Last chance, do you miss him?

Unknown Number: Every day. It’s been miserable without him.

Unknown Number: My roommate is ready to drag me to the Janus Thickey ward.

Unknown Number: I miss him right now, especially.

Draco: I think he should tell you to get lost. Have you slept with anyone since your ex?

Unknown Number: Merlin, no.

Draco: Why should I believe you?

Unknown Number: If I was sleeping with other people, we wouldn’t be having this conversation.

Unknown Number: Besides, how would I possibly move on after him?

Draco: What did your ex like?

Draco: What did he LIKE?

Unknown Number: Eclairs

Unknown Number: He called me mon éclair. It means “my flash of lightning.”

Unknown Number: It was our

Unknown Number: pet name

Unknown Number: for…

Unknown Number: U there?

Unknown Number: Anyway.

Unknown Number: I've had a craving for eclairs all week.

Unknown Number: I’ve always loved them, and still do.

Unknown Number: Love how they tasted. How my ex used to feed me their creamy filling. The chocolate touch was always nice.

Unknown Number: The cry of “mon eclair” from his lips when I came for him. I still hear it every night.

Unknown Number: How he made me feel inside.

Unknown Number: Alive. He always made me feel alive

Unknown Number: How’s that for communicating?

Unknown Number: U there? I don't blame U for leaving

Draco: Stupidly, I'm still here

Unknown Number: I’d like to talk more about what happened

Unknown Number: Want to meet me at the all-night place in half an hour? It’ll be on me. Please?

Draco: I don’t meet liars in the middle of the night, and I especially don’t share *eclairs* with them.

Unknown Number: I understand. I broke your trust. I’ll be waiting for you anyway.

Draco: Your misfortune

Unknown Number: If you don’t show up tonight, I’ll be waiting tomorrow

Unknown Number: And the day after that

Unknown Number: And next week

Unknown Number: Next month

Unknown Number: I’ll wait for you

Unknown Number: as long as it takes

Draco: Maybe I’ll show up some day. Maybe I won’t.

Unknown Number: I’ll take my chances. I miss you

Unknown Number: Je t’Aime

Unknown Number: ton éclair

Pans

August 10 8:45 am

Pans: Hello, darling. Just checking in.

Draco: Morning, Pans.

Pans: You feeling better today? Did you sleep?

Draco: Not exactly.

Pans: I hope the miserable “P” knows how lucky he is to be alive.

Pans: I’m a broke record, but he’s not worth it, Draco.

Draco: About that

Draco: I have something to tell you

Pans: Please tell me you haven’t done anything stupid.

Draco: Does having a text conversation with him constitute being stupid?

Pans: What? You exchanged contact info with him???

Draco: It started with a text from an unknown number.

Pans: And you answered? What did I tell you about those?

Draco: I was bored.

Pans: Oh, Draco. I'm sorry, darling :(

Pans: So how did you know it was him?

Draco: We played 20 questions.

Pans: Not that!

Pans: Draco, you dear idiot.

Pans: How did that stalker even get your number?

Draco: It was an accident. He didn’t know it was me at first.

Pans: Sure. 🙄

Draco: He really didn’t.

Draco: Thought he was texting Weasley.

Pans: That seems highly unlikely

Pans: I hope you told him to bugger off before blocking his number.

Draco: Meet me for lunch? The usual place and time.

Pans: Sure, darling.

Pans: You DID block his number, right?

Pans: Please tell me you blocked his number.

Pans: If you didn’t block his number, I’ll kill you!

Pans: Draco?

Pans: Draco!

August 10, 9 pm

Pans: Have you blocked his number yet?

Draco: Of course.

Pans: Are you lying?

Draco: Of course not.

Pans: Draco. Please.

Pans: What he needlessly put you through was horrific.

Pans: Close the door on him.

Pans: This is his loss, not yours.

Draco: I’ll try to remember that

Pans: And for Merlin’s sake, avoid the patisserie like the plague.

Draco: I have no plans to go back.

Pans: Good.

Pans: Oh, and for my own peace of mind, let me know when you’ve actually blocked his number.

Pans: Goodnight, darling. Sleep well.

Draco: Thanks, Pans.

BlockMe

August 17 12:05 am

BlockMe: Just want you to know I still miss you.

BlockMe: I’ve been waiting at L’eclair all week

BlockMe: I’ll be waiting tonight

Draco: Who is this?

BlockMe: I know that u know it’s me.

Draco: I should report you for harassment

BlockMe: Do you have my contact saved as “miserable git?”

BlockMe: Scarhead?

BlockMe: Or, most accurately, “biggest idiot on the planet who let the best thing in his life get away?”

BlockMe: Anyway, I’ll be waiting

August 24 3 am

BlockMe: Looks like ur still avoiding me

Draco: Brilliant deduction

BlockMe: At least you haven’t blocked me.

Draco: Something I should remedy immediately.

BlockMe: I haven’t been sleeping.

Draco: Your sleeping habits don’t interest me.

Draco: I, myself, have never slept better.

Draco: That is, when I’m not woken up by cretins.

BlockMe: I’m glad ur sleeping, Draco. Truly.

BlockMe: You still there?

BlockMe: I miss you.

August 25 2:10 am

BlockMe: Ron is threatening to call a mind healer.

Draco: Salazar

Draco: It’s 2 in the morning

BlockMe: He still says he wants to take me to Janus Thickey, tho he's mostly joking. Actually, I think he almost seems sad for us if you can believe it.

Draco: As far as I’m concerned, that’s where you both belong.

BlockMe: I know u don’t mean that.

Draco: Do you also know it’s rude to keep waking somebody up?

BlockMe: I was hoping you’d be awake.

BlockMe: This is the time we’d have our talks and eat eclairs.

Draco: Stop texting me in the middle of the bloody night.

BlockMe: Sorry

BlockMe: I just really miss you.

10 am

BlockMe: I really am sorry for waking you earlier.

BlockMe: Hope you got back to sleep.

Draco: For fucks sake.

BlockMe: Just thought I’d try at a decent hour

Draco: I’m busy, Potter

Draco: What makes you think I want a text from you at ANY time?

BlockMe: You sort of implied that I could

BlockMe: And you still haven’t blocked me

BlockMe: not that I want you to

BlockMe: please don’t

Draco: My mistake

Draco: Stop. Texting me.

August 30 10:30 am

Draco: Potter

Draco: You REALLY sent me an owl?

Draco: Asking to meet at the patisserie?

BlockMe: U said to stop texting

BlockMe: I'm really happy your wards are still open to me

Draco: I...

Draco: You have absolutely no sense of self preservation, do you?

BlockMe: At this point, Ron tells me I have no sense at all.

Draco: For once I agree with him

BlockMe: I have u saved as “Mon Amour”

BlockMe: U have no idea what getting ur text did to me.

BlockMe: Does this mean you’ll meet me?

BlockMe: I really want to see you.

BlockMe: Draco?

Draco: When I told you I never wanted to see you again, I meant it

Draco: Do you hear me?

Draco: I want no eclairs, no patisseries, and no Potter.

BlockMe: I should’ve never let u walk out the door. I should’ve held on and never let go.

Draco: It’s a bit late for that, don’t you think?

BlockMe: No. I think what we had together is worth fighting for.

BlockMe: Don’t you?

BlockMe: Merlin knows we’re good at it.

BlockMe: The fighting that is

BlockMe: I mean we were good at other things too.

BlockMe: I guess I mean everything.

BlockMe: Draco?

Draco: Merlin. I really hate you, you know that?

BlockMe: If u really mean u never want to see me again, I promise I’ll stop bothering u.

BlockMe: But I’ll never stop wanting you.

BlockMe: Draco?

BlockMe: I’ll be waiting one more time at L’eclair around midnight.

BlockMe: If ur not there, I’ll respect that u really mean it’s over for us.

BlockMe: You won’t hear from me again.

BlockMe: But I don’t want it to be over.

BlockMe: It’ll never be over for me.

BlockMe: I really hope to see you, mon amour.

BlockMe: Ton Eclair

Pans

August 31 8:45 am

Pans: Good morning, darling. I have news.

8:50 am

Pans: Draco, U awake?

8:55 am

Pans: Well, if you're sleeping, good.

Draco: Um, no, not sleeping.

Pans: Listen, I did some sleuthing. You're not going to believe what I found out.

Draco: Can it wait till after breakfast?

Pans: Thanks to my detective skills and some big mouths, I found out how P ended up texting you by *mistake.*

Draco: You don't say?

Pans: Would you believe it was his ginger-haired git of a roommate?

Draco: Hmm.

Pans: Apparently the freckled toad got your number from Weasley senior who has a directory, and switched his number with yours.

Draco: Impressive.

Pans: I'm fuming! I thought you'd be angry.

Draco: Who knew Weasleby had it in him?

Pans: Tell me you've at least blocked his number.

Draco: Pans...

Pans: You STILL haven’t blocked him??

Pans: I'm going to keep pestering you until you do.

Draco: Pans...

Pans: Please say you aren’t texting him.

Draco: About that….

Pans: Draco. Please, no.

Draco: I have something to tell you. Meet me for lunch?

Draco: Btw, I'm having eclairs for breakfast.