'“You keep writing books about Harry!”
Every rational thought left Draco as dread filled his stomach. There was no way that Weasley had figured it out.'
'"What did they do to you?" he whispered. "What have you done to yourself?" he added without thinking. Words tumbling out of his mouth like the thoughts that used to tangle in his mind. "What did I do?"'
'As always, it was completely Potter’s fault. How was Draco’s brain supposed to work properly, given these circumstances?'
'Bucky went town to town, dance hall to dance hall, picking up women despite his dull dancing shoes. His smile made up for it. He took Steve to the local ones, but he always danced away into the crowd. Bucky loved to dance.
Loved.
Back then Bucky loved a lot of things.'
'"I always have to wonder about it, you know?" Loki whispers one night as they're eating take out and watching a television program.
Tony looks up from his food, "Wonder about what?" he frowns.
"Yeah." Loki nods, but doesn't continue talking.'
'They began to acknowledge one another in the halls, not in a way that anybody else took any degree of notice to, but as their silence slowly became louder to one another they spoke in hushed whispers in empty corridors and alcoves and in the back of the library.'
'Tony wasn’t sure who’d be unhappier: the team when they found out he was sleeping with their resident mildly evil demigod, or Loki when he found out that Tony would be late for their dinner date on account of being buried alive.'
