𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕠𝕟, 𝕚 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦

Telling Flora

Hey, Babes!
This is the sequel to "Come Back, I Still Need You". While that one was a tearjerker, this one will mostly be fluff, comedy, and a bit of drama.

I love this storyline far too much to let it go, so there might be a book 3 in our future, but let's focus on here and now.

That's all for now

Xoxo, Tiffany

Song - Make You Stay by The Girl and The Dreamcatcher

"Nothing I wouldn't do, nothing I wouldn't do"

Draco's POV

I had never felt so empty as I had while walking down the cobblestone street towards the little family-owned coffee shop in Notting Hill. Our shop. 

It had become a ritual for Harry and I to come here on Saturday mornings during break ever since I'd moved into 12 Grimmauld Place with him. Flora, the owner, was always delighted to see us and I felt it was right to tell her about Harry.

I'd graduated from Hogwarts a month ago and had enrolled in law school. I let my thoughts float to Harry as I walked, remembering how we'd used to hold hands, our fingers interlocked, as we walked toward Flora's. He'd tell awful jokes and I'd pretend I hated them, rolling my eyes and calling him Potter. Although, Hermione said it came out like "Pottah". 

The sight of a door with flowers and teacups on them pulled me out of my thoughts. 

I sighed loudly, willed myself not to cry, and walked into the shop.

My ears filled with the sound of a muggle pop tune and my nose with the smell of coffee, a scent no one could ever hate. I spotted five patrons, a group of teenagers, maybe a year or so younger than me, being insanely loud in the corner near the bathrooms and Flora's eyes lit up when she saw me.

She was short and stout, a fairy godmother to anyone who walked in. She was tan like Ginny and had loving brown eyes. Her hair had turned grey, but she told us it used to be black. A smile seemed to live constantly on her face but I wouldn't let that fool you, she could be a Horntail if she wanted to.

"Draco! How was school?" She asked, ushering me toward the counter. She seemed to notice my lack of Harry and she didn't hesitate to comment on it.

"No lion today?" She asked, peering behind me to look for my boyfriend. My dead boyfriend, oh Merlin.

The weight of what I had to tell this lovely 50-year-old woman suddenly crashed down on me and I couldn't help letting a few tears roll down my cheeks.

"Oh, Draco, darling, sit," She said, gesturing to one of the barstools. I accepted and sat down. 

"Tell me everything, love," She said kindly, her American accent unmissable. 

"Bad news on that, Flora," I said. She hummed, asking me silently to tell her.

"He jumped off the Tower," I said, not feeling embarrassed because of my cracking voice. More tears fell and her gasp only made me cry harder.

"Oh, baby," Flora said, wrapping her arms around me tightly.

"I loved him so much," I sob. I can feel the teenagers staring at me, but I can't bring myself to care.

I jumped when I felt another hand on my shoulder.

"You're Draco Malfoy, aren't you?" I turn and see a tan girl with brown hair. I nod, whipping my tears quickly. I can't help but think she looks familiar

"Do I know you?" I ask calmly. She shakes her head.

"I know you," She responds. 

"Can I get a hot chocolate, please?" She asks Flora. Flora sighs, but nods. The second she's gone, the teenager slips onto the barstool next to me.

"I'm Hannah Abbot, graduated Hufflepuff," She says. My mouth forms into an 'o' shape and she smiles sadly at me.

"You could have said that without asking for the hot chocolate, Flora went to Ilvermorny," I say. Hannah shrugs.

"I'm sorry about Harry," She whispers. 

"And that hot chocolate is for you," Hannah says, before slipping off the barstool and back toward her table. 

Flora sets the hot chocolate in front of me.

"Keep 'em coming, Flo, keep 'em coming,"

Yes? No? Maybe so?

Questions, comments, concerns?

Good, hope you enjoyed.

(btw, you'll love Flora, at least I hope you will)

Xoxo, Tiffany