Black Coffee on a Lonely Night by femmequixotic

Genre: Drama
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 21,600
Tags: non-magical AU, cricket, British politics, Café Owner!Draco, MP!Harry

Summary:

Draco owns a café in the city. Harry's a MP who comes in every morning, newspapers in one hand, BlackBerry in the other, and orders a triple espresso macchiato.

Author's note:

Author's Notes: Written for the 2009 ownficfest on Livejournal. Much love to cursive and noeon for their support and their suggestions. Many thanks also to my flist for advice regarding cricket and to the highly informative UK Parliament website, and a huge thank you to tray_la_la for the opportunity to write this. Warning for non-magical AU.

When I started writing this fic, I commissioned Glockgal for art to accompany it. She came up with a gorgeous picture that proved to be the inspirational push I needed to finish the story. \0/ It can be viewed here.

Quotes:

"Never become a politician, Draco," Mother had said to me calmly over tea when she came to school to tell me the news. "They only know how to lie and obfuscate."
I'd had to look up obfuscate when I'd gone back to my dormitory later. I had to admit it was an accurate description of Father. She needn't have worried about me, however. Not that I wasn't a dab hand at quite a few forms of deception myself. I'm a Malfoy, after all. But I'd no interest in politics. I was cricket-mad from an early age; Father had made certain of that. There are photographs of me at two, holding a tiny cricket bat in a perfect stance, Father squatting beside me in his whites, our blond hair ruffled by the wind.

Art by Glockgal
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