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The Unknown Door
waterwings @amywaterwings
Chapters: 11/11
Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter
Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Pansy Parkinson, Ron Weasley, Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s)
Additional Tags: Unusual Career, Property Manager Draco Malfoy, magical mishaps, Spells Gone Wrong, Sentient Buildings, Magical Theory (Harry Potter), Enemies to Lovers, Slow Burn, Down and Out Draco Malfoy, Magically Powerful Harry Potter, Dramatic Draco Malfoy, Discrimination, Implied/Referenced Homelessness, Magical Inequality, Implied/Referenced Minor Character Addiction, Brief Use of Habit-Forming Substance, brief intoxication, Description of Minor Character Overdose, Hospitalization, Canon-Typical Violence, Child Neglect, Family Issues, Romance, Angst with a Happy Ending, Redemption, Draco Malfoy Redemption, H/D Erised 2022, POV Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Nightmares, Recluse Harry Potter, Anal Sex, Blow Jobs, Christmas, Found Family, Getting Together, Falling In Love, quite a few doors, hermione is a trailblazing librarian, Sentient Magical Houses (Harry Potter)
Summary:
There is something wrong with the Bellcrest. The heart of the place beats rotten. Everyone says so.
Where Draco is a magical property manager, Harry is a recluse, and they’re definitely not hiding from their problems in the run-down flats of the Bellcrest. Not at all. Not one bit.
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“You’ve lost it too,” Draco whispers.
Harry’s magic was born in opposition to the greatest dark wizard in a century. He’d been the saviour before he could walk. Harry’s magic had been friendship and love, it had been hope and stubbornness, it had been saving people and defeating evil. And now—
“Lost what?”
“All the things that make you magic.”
Harry’s eyes snap open, flashing with an intensity that Draco would chase into a house on fire. They’re chest to chest. Draco doesn’t move away.
“They call you the saviour of the entire wizarding wide world. But you can’t, can you?”
There’s hurt and fury and truth on Harry’s face.
“You can’t save everyone,” Draco says, licking his lips. His forearm is shaking from holding himself up off Harry’s chest. “You never could. Some people don’t need it. Some people don’t want it. And it should never have been your job.”
Harry’s face is the boy who stood over him in a bathroom, it is the man who dug his hands into the Ley Lines and pulled out a miracle, it is the hero who duelled a Dark Lord and the eleven-year-old who refused to take his hand in a train compartment.
For a moment, Draco wonders if they’re both dreaming, if there are monsters circling in the dark. But he can’t turn to check over his shoulder, because he’s at the centre of Potter’s attention, and it has always been too much and never enough.
“You’ve never been scared of me.” Harry pushes up on his elbows, and the space between them collapses.
“You’re wrong,” Draco breathes, because he’s scared even now. “I just can’t help myself, where you’re concerned.” The honesty is devastating. It’s all Draco has left.
“Where I’m concerned?” Harry’s hair is in his eyes. There’s a shadow of stubble on his cheeks.
“I can’t stop,” Draco says.
Harry reaches between them, twists his fingers in Draco’s shirt, and pulls Draco the rest of the way.
“Never been able to stop,” Draco whispers, as Harry kisses him.
Ten years of tension moves through Draco’s lips, and he’s gone with it, with how much he wants. Harry is frantic beneath him, straining to get closer, his body shaking with the effort, and Draco feels like he’s dreaming. Like he’s burning, like desire is licking him clean.
It’s horrible, to want like this.
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Debts and Desire
Craftybadger1234
Chapters: 6/6
Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter
Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Theodore Nott, Blaise Zabini, Neville Longbottom, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Minerva McGonagall
Additional Tags: Don't copy to another site, Hogwarts Eighth Year, Life Debt, Dating, Miscommunication, Misunderstandings, Courtship, Contracts, Celibacy, Sexy Times, Near Death Experiences, Humor, Light Angst, Switching, Marriage, Mildly Dubious Consent
Summary:
Harry thinks they are dating. Draco thinks he's serving a life debt. Hilarity ensues.
*I added the tag "mildly dubious consent" for those squeamish about the life debt service, but I cannot emphasise enough that everyone's having a good time here.
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The whole point of dating a bloke was to see if Harry really liked it as much as he thought he might and that meant kissing said bloke at some point. Might as well be now, with Draco so obviously wanting the same thing. Or at least that was his second brain’s thinking and his first brain had no rebuttal against it.
Harry pointed behind him to the Ravenclaw changing rooms. “I’ve never snogged another guy before. What do you think?”
Draco sauntered forward and tugged on Harry’s belt loops. He nuzzled Harry’s cold cheek and whispered, “Me either. Best idea you’ve had all day.”
Maybe it was too soon, but Harry had years of isolation to make up for. It wasn’t his fault he’d been fighting for his life instead of learning the ins and outs of snogging during his teenage years. He had a pretty, willing boy that wanted it more than he did. He could process everything later.
For now, he’d enjoy the fun that landed in his lap. Literally. Draco pushed Harry to a bench and straddled his hips. “Tell me you want it,” Draco moaned, brushing his lips across Harry’s.
“Yes, please… Kiss me.” Tentatively he ran his hands up Draco’s sides, down over his thighs.
Draco’s mouth claimed his with a hungry growl. Harry let arousal wash over him as Draco’s fingers dug into his hair. The heat rushing up from his very core chased away the last of his chill. Even though they were a little uncoordinated, it far surpassed all of Harry’s expectations. Draco nipped playfully at his lips and kissed him more softly.
“We should fly more often if it ends like this,” Draco said, his thumb tracing across Harry’s cheekbone.
“You’re not afraid of flying, are you?”
“Not even remotely. But I am definitely a fan of sharing a broom with you.”
Harry grinned. “You sneaky git. You taste so good. Kiss me again.”
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Fic Recs Wrap Up - September 2020 (੭ˊ͈ ꒵ˋ͈)･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･*☆
A Secondary Education by Thunderbird587
Fleeing the aftermath of his recent divorce, Draco Malfoy takes up a post as the new Potions Master at Hogwarts. At first he believes his hopes for a fresh start are dashed when he sees that a certain boyhood rival is on staff there as well. But Harry Potter is being weirdly nice to him, leaving Draco no choice but to play along. As Draco reckons with his ex-wife's infidelity and questions about his own sexuality, he finds himself going to an openly gay Potter for guidance. As their friendship deepens, Draco realizes that there is quite a lot that Potter can teach him. And that he is surprisingly ready to learn. Rec Post
And an Owl Named Romeo by Rickey
Draco breeds owls, Harry's an Auror, and an owl named Romeo is going to bring them together. Rec Post
Owned by JordanGrant
The Malfoys have always been owned by the Potters. Strange? Yes. But true, and coming true again. Harry finds himself with no alternative but to claim Draco for his very own slave. Rec Post
Forgive Those Who Trespass by Lomonaaeren
Harry Potter was convinced he had an ordinary, if inconvenient, life. Then Ron and Hermione vanished in the Department of Mysteries. And the only person who may know where they are is a mute Draco Malfoy. Rec Post
All Our Secrets Laid Bare by firethesound @firethesound
Over the six years Draco Malfoy has been an Auror, four of his partners have turned up dead. Harry Potter is assigned as his newest partner to investigate just what is going on. Rec Post, Art post by @kuroostatic Art Post by @creeeee
Ligabus Filium by Tessa Crowley (tessacrowley) @tessacrowley
It should be careful, deliberate, but it isn't. Like every other part of their relationship, it happens gradually and then all at once, before they even realize it. And when the little blue threads bind them together, there's no going back. Rec Post
He's got fire for a heart, and I'm scared of burning by Samcgrath
Harry returns to England to help solve a particularly tricky case but nobody bothered to mention that he'd be working with Malfoy, who seems just as happy about it as Harry. In his absence, the wizarding world has changed in ways Harry's having some trouble adjusting to while Malfoy struts around in his elegant robes and effortlessly charms everyone he lays eyes on. Months of grappling with his own feelings, trying to understand Draco's, pining day in and day out - it can get a little tiring especially when Draco Malfoy is as infuriating as ever. Rec Post
The Nobility of Ascent by Lomonaaeren
Not even his own fame and power are enough to get the Wizengamot to pass laws protecting Muggleborn and orphaned children, so Harry swallows his pride and goes to Draco Malfoy, who can teach him how to convince the prejudiced old bastards to listen to him. And Malfoy hasn’t even named a price. Which…concerns Harry, but he’s found a cause worth living for. And maybe someone, too. Rec Post
Malfoy Flavor by Vorabiza (Biza)
Harry’s ready to banish the Golden Boy image and take charge of his life. Unfortunately for him, or fortunately, there are surprises in store for him. Rec Post
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A Gift for Draco by SquadOfCats @norelationtoatticus
Though their new relationship is going well, both Harry and Draco have trouble communicating and are holding back from taking things to the next level--emotionally and sexually. When Harry decides he is ready for more, he stumbles over how to start the conversation, but figures out a plan with the help of his friends. He comes up with the perfect Valentine's Day gift to show Draco trust, commitment, and desire: sexy pictures of his naked arse. Thankfully, Pansy Parkinson has a camera and is willing to help... Rec Post 1, 2
Another Heart Whispers Back by slytherco @slytherco
At twenty-five, Harry Potter is still a virgin and sorely lacking in options to change that state anytime soon. To help him find a plus one for Ron and Hermione’s wedding, and maybe kill two birds with one stone, Harry’s friends set him up on a series of blind dates. The only problem is, there’s something not quite right with each of their candidates.
“Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.” ― Plato
In which Harry learns that some things are worth waiting for, that looking and seeing are two very different things, and that his heart’s song has been heard a long time ago. Fic Claim
The Ferret's Nest by loveglowsinthedark @l0vegl0wsinthedark
Harry has a ferret and a whole lot of tattoos. Unfortunately, it's only one of these things Draco approves of. Art post by @rainsoakedhello
An Act of Kindness for One Harry Potter by a Sympathetic Draco Malfoy by 0idontknow0
As Draco leaned on the wall to wait for them to get dressed, he could not help feeling like he had done a very kind thing by disrupting them. Someone should give Potter a better rogering than that sorry sod had. The man had saved the bloody world—okay, mostly Europe—the least someone could do was give him a proper shag.
Lubido Mendax by Anonymous (for @hd-hurtfest)
When Harry is hit by an old and alarming sex curse while on a job with Malfoy, he’s faced with an agonising decision. But it turns out that curing the curse was easy compared to everything that came next.
The Four Doors by fluxweed @fluxweeed
It’s been four months since Harry lost his memory. Four months of dead ends and no answers. With time running out until his memories are gone for good, Harry agrees to a course of Legilimency therapy with a renowned specialist: Mind Healer Draco Malfoy.
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I hope you enjoy these as much as I have!
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Fic Recs Wrap Up - May 2020 (੭ˊ͈ ꒵ˋ͈)੭*⁺˚. * ･ ｡ﾟ☆ﾟ
Broken Toy by eyesemerald
After the war Harry’s not the same as he used to be. He has chosen the life of a recluse, although he is still famous, highly respected in the wizarding world, and honoured by the Ministry. His well-ordered life will be shaken by a reunion. Life will never be the same as before… (post HBP) Excerpt post
Hey There Draco by Ruby13b
Set in the summer after fifth year. Draco and Harry are thrown together by chance and what starts off as morbid curiosity transforms into an adventure that neither of them will ever forget. Excerpt post 1, 2
A Stranger Garden by jamie2109
Draco Malfoy was never very fortunate when it came to bringing pain and misery to a certain Mr. Potter. His latest plan is no exception. Or is it? Excerpt post
Into the Light of the Dark Black Night by shanfawn16
Draco's world is turned upside down after his sixth year at Hogwarts. Where will he go and who will he turn to now? Ratings up to NC-17 in later chapters. Will eventually be H/D. Warnings for Violence, Torture, Slash, Rape, and Character Death (not Harry or Draco). Excerpt post 1, 2
That which hurts (and is desired) by onereader @shealwaysreads
Draco was lying still, and pale, on a bed in a private room in St Mungo’s. The sheets were white, clean, enchanted against stains, vanishing the blood that kept spilling out of him. He hadn’t moved in two days. Not a twitch of his elegant fingers. Not a blink of his fierce eyes. Harry couldn’t even see the faint flutter of his pulse in his throat from where he stood at the foot of the bed, helpless, impotent, furious.
There is nothing Harry wouldn’t do for the people he cares about. As it turns out, that might bring him everything he’s ever wanted. Excerpt post
Dukedom Large Enough by Alysian_Fields
His fortune lost, his family shamed and exiled, Draco feels he has finally found contentment in his new job as Hogwarts librarian. But this is about to change, once Harry Potter, the acclaimed Auror, returns to the school to teach Defence Against the Dark Arts and to turn Draco’s world upside-down! Excerpt post 1, 2
A Lick and a Promise by tackytiger @tackytigerfic
Something sinister stirs in Hogwarts!
When magical creatures and students at the school are hit with a debilitating blood curse, Minerva McGonagall approaches the Ministry for help.
Star Auror Harry Potter seems to be the obvious choice to go undercover—as DADA Professor, naturally. He’s going to need the help of the Ministry’s foremost expert in blood magic to get to the bottom of the mystery, though, and he’s not entirely convinced that going back to Hogwarts with Draco Malfoy is a good idea.
Things are complicated between them—what’s new?—but they know they have to learn to work together (and keep their hands off each other in the corridors) in order to solve this case. Luckily for them, Hogwarts itself wants to lend a hand.
A tale of love, lessons, and learning to really live. Excerpt Post
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The Last Day We Ever Close Our Eyes by firethesound @firethesound
When Draco Malfoy returns to the public eye by purchasing a run-down little antiques shop on Knockturn, Harry is convinced that he is up to something. It turns out that Harry is both very right and very wrong about that.
And There Was Only One Bed by OTPshipper98 @rockmarina
This is your typical fic where they're on an Auror mission and discover that there's only one bed in the place they have to stay the night.
...Or is it?
A Big Black Sky by AlexMeg @alxmeg
Draco shifts his head as he turns to look at Scorpius, his cheek touching the pillow. "Did you know that…" He pauses, his throat convulsing, and it sounds audible in the silence, besides Michael's steady, even breathing from the other bedroom.
Scorpius is staring back at him, in wait of something new to learn, a beautiful and intelligent child. He has Draco's mind. He has Draco's eyes and nose and mouth and hair. He is his. All his. All he has of Michael are his wild curls and the green of his eyes, and sometimes he looks into them and imagines that they aren't Michael's, but someone else's.
Draco leans his head closer, biting the quiver out of his lips before he breathes a laden and shuddering exhale, and he whispers, "You are my star in a big black sky."
Tending the Flames by keyflight790 @keyflight790
Draco tried to escape the Heat, until Potter lit a match.
After Effect by kc404duh
No one knew Draco had a daughter, but due to unfortunate circumstances surrounding the end of the War he’ll have to bring her to school for his eighth year. Perhaps a bit of innocence can help to open eyes.
Things Worth Paying For by Anon
After leaving post-war Britain for Paris, Draco is finally happy, with friends and a job he loves. But then his newest client turns out to be Harry Potter, and everything changes. Excerpt post
Instinct is a Marvellous Thing by drarrymehome @drarrymehome
A few months after defeating Voldemort, a grief-stricken Harry goes in search of the family he has always wanted. The search takes him to a place where everything is the same but a little bit different. Harry quite likes it there, although maybe everything isn't as it seems.
But what happened to the people Harry left behind? The disappearance of Harry Potter rocked the wizarding world like nothing else, and when Draco Malfoy is accused of his kidnapping, why won’t he tell everyone the truth about what happened? Would they even believe him if he did?
More importantly, where is Harry Potter and is he coming back? (WiP)
I hope you enjoy these! As always, thank you for following, reading and everything! Love to you all!
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Love Always, Draco
Newshound
Chapters: 60/60
Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter
Characters: Original Character
Additional Tags: Angst, Drama, Romance, Explicit Language, Sexual Content, Spoilers
Summary:
Even though it’s been four years since Harry and Draco parted ways, when Harry’s career takes a nosedive, he turns to his past for help. Harry and Draco join forces on a project both hope will reinvigorate their lives, and a journey into the secret world of Quidditch, becomes the path to renewed love.
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“Since you’re the guest, I’ll feed you first,” Harry teased Draco, swirling a somewhat large berry in the whipped cream and holding it so Draco could take a bite. When Draco had finished the berry, Harry leaned down and gave him a brief kiss, saying, “They’re not free, you know. Each one will cost you a kiss, and not like the one I just gave you, either. A real one, so I know you mean it.”
“I’ll give you all the kisses you want, Harry,” Draco said, his voice husky with emotion. He reached up and pulled Harry’s face toward his, kissing him passionately, lovingly, hoping he had conveyed every bit of the love he felt for Harry. When they finally stopped kissing, Draco looked up into those brilliant green eyes and told Harry what he felt in his heart. He just couldn’t help himself. “I love you, Harry,” he said softly.
“Those must have been some strawberries,” Harry joked. He pushed a bit of Draco’s hair that had fallen in his face aside and after hesitating a bit, finally said, “This is the craziest thing. It’s so sudden and it makes absolutely no sense at all, but I love you, too. These past few days with you, well, they’ve been the most wonderful, perfect days in my life, Draco. And the nights without you are complete agony; it breaks my heart every time we have to say goodbye.”
“Then let’s not say it,” Draco said eagerly. “Let’s be together all the time. I’ve wanted to stay here each night, but you seemed so reluctant. I know how you are about rushing things.”
“I want you to stay here at night,” Harry said quietly. He picked up a strawberry, dipped it in the cream, and popped it in his mouth.
“And I want to do more than kiss,” Draco said.
“Me, too,” Harry agreed, helping himself to another berry. He selected a big, fat strawberry, swirled a big dollop of cream on it, and fed it to Draco. “That will cost you more than a kiss,” he said. Draco was a bit surprised at how serious he sounded. “Let’s get married.” Harry didn’t sound nervous or self-conscious at all; he just sounded excited and as though he was suggesting ways they could spend some more money.
Draco immediately stopped chewing, and he knew he must look like some kind of fish with a dreadful slack-jawed look and eyes blinking rapidly. He could not believe what he’d just heard. He closed his mouth and swallowed his lump of half-chewed strawberry.
“We love each other and we want to be together, every day – and night,” Harry began. “What are we waiting for? Being with you feels so right, so good. I want you to be mine and I want to belong to you. So let’s do it.”
“When?” Draco asked. He still hadn’t completely recovered from Harry’s proposal.
“How about tomorrow?” Harry suggested. “What’s the point of waiting when you’ve found the person you love more than anything? Can you tell me this doesn’t feel right to you? That you don’t love me and want to spend the rest of your life with me?”
“I’d love to marry you, Harry,” Draco said simply. “So I say yes, let’s do it. Tomorrow it is.”
This is a long fic,coming in at just over 380k! It’s a journey through memories of the way Harry and Draco used to be, and the path they’re on now. It’s full of angst, and there’s sex with OC’s, but it all turns out lovely in the end, I promise you. I hope you’ll give it a chance! ₍՞◌′ᵕ‵ू◌₎♡
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Chapters: 15/15
Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter
Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall, Poppy Pomfrey, Severus Snape, Horace Slughorn
Additional Tags: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Grief/Mourning, Scars, Sectumsempra Scars, Implied/Referenced Torture, Canon Divergence, Hogwarts Sixth Year, Hogwarts Seventh Year, Nightmares, Awkward First Times, Blow Jobs, wanking, Muteness, Blindness, deafness, Romance, Fluff, Happy Ending, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fluff and Angst, Enemies to Lovers, Canon-Typical Violence, Pining, Mutual Pining
Summary:
After a spell goes horribly wrong, Harry has to deal with the loss of his eyesight. It’s such terrible timing, too, because how is he supposed to find out what Malfoy has been up to in the Room of Requirement? It’s not like he can ask the git, not only because it’s Malfoy, but also because the Slytherin has suddenly lost his voice. While they’re both trapped in the hospital wing, however, Harry discovers there’s so much he didn’t know about Malfoy, and it’s highly intriguing, but also a bit alarming. Where did all these confusing feelings come from all of a sudden? And what is Harry going to do about them?
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Malfoy taps his shoulder and Harry flinches.
“No,” he murmurs. “I don’t want to do this anymore.”
He feels Malfoy’s hand twitch.
“You can’t just come here and—” He breaks off, not sure how to say it without sounding stupid. He rolls onto his back and props himself up on his elbows.
“Are you just using me for pleasure?” he grumbles. “If you just want to— Ugh, maybe you should go and find somebody else. Don’t do it with me. Don’t—” He breaks off, biting his tongue. He said too much already. He doesn’t want Malfoy to know how vulnerable he feels. He probably failed miserably.
“Just leave,” he mutters when Malfoy doesn’t move. “It’s what you do best.”
Yeah, that doesn’t sound bitter at all.
He startles when Malfoy makes a sudden movement near his arm.
“Did you just punch my pillow?” he asks. He can hear Malfoy’s panting. He’s angry. He’s probably irritated Harry has seen right through him. He can take Malfoy’s anger. It’s what he’s used to. But now, after getting to know this other side of him, going back to how things were before seems like a horrible predicament.
Malfoy shifts beside him and Harry readies himself for a punch or for Malfoy to storm off. Either will hurt. But nothing happens. Malfoy just sits there and Harry wonders if he should just shove him out of his bed and be done with it. But neither of them do anything and Harry starts questioning his resolution. He wants to stay strong and not let Malfoy know how much he’s hurting him, but he already feels the words tumbling out of his mouth.
“I’m not sure if I’m asking for too much,” he murmurs quietly. “I don’t even know what the hell we’re doing here. But…” He takes a deep breath. “I don’t like it when you leave.” He swallows. “ I— I want you.” He swallows again. “Here. I want you here,” he adds hastily, feeling too vulnerable again.
Malfoy doesn’t react to his words for a while, seemingly confirming Harry’s notion that this is a lost cause. He lowers his head, berating himself for being stupid enough to hold on to hope. When something touches his hand, he’s momentarily confused, thinking he must be imagining it. But Malfoy takes his hand in his and it almost feels like on that day when they were sitting under the tree at the Great Lake. Harry’s breath catches in his throat. He stays perfectly still as Malfoy slowly guides their joined hands to Harry’s chest. He frowns, not understanding what Malfoy is trying to tell him with this gesture. He feels his own heartbeat drum against his palm. Then, Malfoy moves their hands again and Harry almost chokes when he feels the soft fabric of Malfoy’s pyjamas before he presses Harry’s hand against his chest, right over his heart. It’s beating frantically. Harry inhales sharply.
Is he nervous? Or… scared?
The meaning of his hand on Malfoy’s chest slowly begins to dawn on him when he realises he can feel one of his scars through the fabric.
He’s letting me touch his scars.
As Malfoy’s heartbeat increases, another memory pops into Harry’s mind. He had done the same thing to Malfoy, in an attempt to make his feelings clear.
Do you feel that? How fast it’s beating? You’re doing that.”
Harry gasps. Is that really what Malfoy is trying to tell him? Does he… feel the same way? Instead of asking, he just lies there, silent as a stone, too overwhelmed to say or do anything. It doesn’t necessarily mean what Harry thinks it means. Just because he wants it to, doesn’t make it true.
He feels Malfoy’s hand slip away and for a moment, he fears he's run off again. He reaches out and his hand bumps against Malfoy’s stomach. Relieved, he puts his hand on his waist, lets his head fall back on the pillow and moves closer. Usually, the other boy would start touching him at this point, but he doesn’t, making Harry frown.
“What is it?” he asks, an uneasy feeling bubbling up inside him. Waiting for Malfoy’s next move is as frustrating as watching the Snitch fluttering out of sight after having nearly caught it. Becoming impatient, he opens his mouth to ask one more time when he suddenly feels Malfoy’s fingers on his mouth. He stiffens, inhaling sharply.
“You want me—” He gulps. “You want me to stop talking?”
One tap on his hand. That means no.
“You want me to keep talking?” One tap.
Harry’s frown deepens. “Then what?”
He feels Malfoy softly squeeze his hand. He has no idea what that means. Then, he feels two taps. On his lips.
“You… approve of my lips?” He stiffens again when he feels a warm gush of air on his face. Was that a laugh? A sigh?
Malfoy traces the shape of Harry’s upper lip until he reaches the corner of his mouth. He taps it twice. If Harry’s eyes could open, they would have widened. Because, surely, Malfoy isn’t asking what Harry thinks he’s asking.
Is he?
His lower lips starts to tremble as he plucks up all his courage to say the unthinkable.
“Do you— Err—” He feels little beads of sweat forming on his forehead and his neck and he prays Malfoy doesn’t notice. “Is— I mean, err— Would— Um… Are— Are you asking if you can kiss me?”
It feels like minutes tick by until Malfoy finally moves his fingers again. He taps Harry’s lips. Twice.
“Oh.”
His mind is completely blank. All he has to do now is lean in. In theory. But he finds himself unable to move. He can feel the tip of Malfoy’s nose touching his, he feels his breath ghosting over his lips. It makes Harry’s toes curl.
Malfoy’s hand slowly slides down from his mouth and Harry finally realises he hasn’t said anything else.
“Yes,” he whispers and feels Malfoy’s hand still on his neck. “I want you to kiss me,” he adds. Just to make sure. But now Malfoy is the one who isn’t moving, who doesn’t give any sign he has heard what Harry has just told him.
“Please, kiss me?” Harry says, his heart literally in his mouth.
And then he feels it, Malfoy’s lips softly brushing his. He’s teasing Harry, giving him a little taste, but not quite kissing him. It’s frustrating. It’s exhilarating. He inhales sharply and a low moan rumbles through his chest. Malfoy pulls away and Harry wants to grab him and crush their lips together. But he doesn’t. He waits, inwardly screaming, wondering if that’s all Malfoy is going to do.
Does that even count as a kiss?
Malfoy’s fingers are still on his neck, Harry realises, as they slowly stroke his skin, and then, Malfoy finally presses his lips on Harry’s.
They’re so soft. His lips are so soft. How can they be so soft?
Malfoy slowly tilts his head and Harry feels his fingertips on his jaw, making his stomach flip. Harry opens his mouth and closes it around Malfoy’s bottom lip. When Malfoy lets his fingers travel down his chest, Harry is pretty sure he is about to implode. He lets out another moan and moves his hand, intending to curl it around the other boy’s neck, only to realise it’s still tightly wrapped around Malfoy’s. He squeezes it. In response, Malfoy’s lips part against Harry’s. Tentatively, Harry traces his tongue over his bottom lip, his heart hammering violently in his chest.
After everything they did in the last week, Harry never would have thought kissing Malfoy could be that overwhelming.
But nothing could have prepared him for the feeling of his tongue, slowly sliding against the Slytherin’s. It’s better than his first bite of treacle tart.
It’s more thrilling than catching the Snitch. It’s even more glorious than the first time he was able to cast a Patronus.
Their movements are still slow, and Harry can’t help but marvel at the tenderness of the kiss.
This is nothing like he would have imagined kissing Draco Malfoy would be. It’s intense, but it’s the soft gasps and his gentle touch that fill Harry’s chest with heat.
He hums as Malfoy’s tongue moves against his, warm and reassuring. Slowly, he breaks the kiss and Harry feels him bury his head in the crook of his neck. Harry’s hand, gently stroking his hair, halts when he feels something wet dribbling down his collarbone.
His heart squeezes painfully as he slowly acknowledges the sheer impossibility of Draco Malfoy, crying in his arms, as reality. He wraps his arms around the other boy and presses his cheek against his forehead. He doesn’t know why Malfoy is crying, but it makes Harry tear up as well.
Nothing is ever going to be easy with them, is it?
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Chapters: 5/5
Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter
Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Pansy Parkinson, George Weasley, Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s)
Additional Tags: Memory Loss, Unspeakable Harry Potter, Curse Breaker Draco Malfoy, Dream Spells, UST, RST, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, Switching, Banter, Bickering, Case Fic, Pining, Community: hd_erised, Miscommunication, Drinking, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Minor Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley
Summary:
Draco has never been very good at trusting others, and Potter is no exception. But if they're going to survive this, they need to accept that they're holding each other's lives in their hands, and--worst of all--they're going to have to work together.
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Draco felt sick. He scrambled for the notebook.
“I’ll tell us not to do anything,” he said. “I think— I don’t know— I think I can dismantle its defences at least. Then maybe we can see what the hell is going on that’s making it think it’s currently exploding.”
He fumbled in his pockets, unable to find his pen.
“It thinks it’s exploding?” Potter asked, incredulous.
“Yes, no, I don’t know,” Draco snapped, dropping his hands to his trouser pockets. “Where the fuck is my fucking pen?!”
His hands stilled and he felt the blood drain from his face. He turned to Potter and watched as understanding crossed his features.
In a deathly calm voice, Potter asked, “You didn’t bring a pen, did you?”
Draco shook his head. “It would seem I was in a rush and forgot.” The world seemed to slow around them, his voice sounding distant and faint.
“There’s an escape button,” Potter said ruefully, looking at the amulet. “I can wake us up.”
“But we won’t know what happened in here.”
The ground began to shake, the wooden floor cracking and tearing beneath them.
“Surely, we’re smart enough to figure out that leaving no notes at all is a bit strange,” Potter gave a bitter smile. “And I mean, I’ll have activated the amulet. Surely we’ll realise you forgot a pen and something bad has happened.”
“Surely,” Draco echoed, thinking of all the petty arguments they had had, how volatile they both were, and all the ways that they refused to listen to the most reasonable of conversations.
Their eyes met, and Draco felt the cold, icy fingers of dread creeping up his chest as he realised there was a good possibility that, even if they survived whatever the curse did, he and Potter would never remember this.
Potter gave a weak laugh. “How likely is it, do you think, that we might be as willing to actually listen to each other out there as we were in here?”
Draco didn’t answer.
Potter made a strangled sound at the back of his throat, and then in two steps he crossed the distance between them and kissed him.
The rumbling was growing louder, but Draco shoved it aside as he pulled Potter closer, desperate to taste and feel as much of him as he possibly could in this moment, before everything fell apart.
He had thought Potter would feel rough against him—all the roughness of motorbike leather and the gravel of his voice had given him the impression of someone who was all harsh edges, like he wouldn’t be able to hold onto him too long without getting cut.
But apart from his stubble, Potter was smooth, so smooth, and he moulded instantly to Draco like he couldn’t get enough of him.
Draco ran his hands through Potter’s hair, moaning helplessly against his lips as their kiss deepened, each frantically trying to leave their mark on the other, knowing with horrible certainty that this was it, all they’d ever get. It wasn’t fair.
The last few days felt like weeks, and Draco had wasted them all. He’d wanted to know more about this strange, bitter version of the boy he’d known, but he hadn’t listened when Potter was practically screaming it to him.
His empty flat, his stilted friendships, and the mystery that had drawn Draco back into his life what felt like a lifetime ago—Draco was only now beginning to understand what it all meant, and he was just going to walk away without any clue what he was losing.
The room gave a violent lurch and they broke apart.
“We have to go,” Draco said quietly.
Potter nodded, clasping the amulet and muttering a quiet incantation.
Just as the room began to fade, Potter leaned back in, their lips meeting in a gentle kiss that lingered a moment after everything else disappeared.
Draco tried with everything in him to hang onto the memory, but after a few moments more, it faded too.
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter
Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Blaise Zabini, Cho Chang, Minerva McGonagall, Portrait Severus Snape, Narcissa Black Malfoy
Additional Tags: Explosions, Drinking, Unhelpful Friends, It Gets Better, War Trauma, Nightmares, Community: hd_erised, Hogwarts Eighth Year, Background Relationships
Summary:
Post-war Hogwarts has been energized by its new teaching fellows program. Where once bitter enmity divided the wizarding community, Malfoy and Potter chummily patrol hallways together whilst Granger and Zabini seek lost parts of the castle at McGonagall’s behest and Chang supervises Quidditch when not lecturing in Charms. It’s a veritable wizarding utopia and life is predictable for the first time in years. Which is, of course, when everything blows apart as the result of a drunken dare and Malfoy’s life is ruined beyond his capacity to repair it. Ever. In a million years.
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The game goes on, well past the dying down of the bonfires on the grounds below. The six of them keep drinking throughout, though Draco slows down to a few sips between rounds. He doesn't trust himself to get too trolleyed around Potter.
"Maybe the truth," Potter says, when the smoke from his exploded Elfrida Clagg cards clears. "This time, at least." He looks at Draco and grins. "Anything you want to know?"
A frisson of something works its way up Draco's spine. He tries to play it off with a shrug, but there's still a flutter of warmth deep in his belly that he's fairly certain isn't just caused by the firewhisky. It gives him a bit of unexpected courage. "Why'd you really stay here after eighth year when the Aurors were sniffing around like you were Merlin reincarnated? You can't think they wouldn't have had you on the fast track for Head Auror."
Potter doesn't say anything for a long moment, twisting his bottle of stout between his hands before glancing over at Weasley who just gives him a long, steady look. Potter takes a swig from his bottle, then shakes his head. Draco's stomach flips; he's disappointed, and he doesn't quite know why. "The dare it is," Potter says with a shrug. "Sorry."
"Coward," Draco says lightly, and Potter gives him a faint, small smile.
Blaise, who's suspiciously won every one of his rounds, flashes his teeth at Potter in a far too predatory manner for Draco's liking. "I dare you," he says, "to kiss Draco. Properly. Right on the mouth."
Weasley sputters. "Come on, now, man. No one wants to see that."
"Shut it, you ginger oaf." Chang throws a pillow at him. "I wouldn't mind."
Christ, but the woman's a menace when she's had a skinfull. Not to mention Blaise. Draco's going to kill him. He can't even look at Potter; he's too bloody humiliated, but that doesn't stop him from slamming his elbow into Blaise's side. "You sodding tosser--"
"I'll do it," Potter says, voice even. When Draco glances over in surprise, Potter meets his gaze. His eyes are bright and dark with drink. "But only if Draco's all right with it."
Every head turns towards Draco. He feels his face flame.
"Draco?" Blaise is truly evil. Draco's always know this about him, but it's becoming much clearer exactly how close to the Devil's spawn the bastard is. "What do you say?"
"That this whole idea is ridiculous." Draco somehow manages not to shriek like a feral kitten.
Granger nods, her hair falling into her face. She's as drunk as he's ever seen her, and to be honest, the Fellows have been known for their drinking parties in the past. "No one should have to kiss anyone they don't want to." She pushes her hair back. "Right, Ron?"
Weasley just grunts into his glass. "None of my business," he manages. "Don't want to see it, don't care."
"Pick something else, Zabini," Potter says, and Draco thinks Potter sounds almost unhappy. That shiver of something goes through him again. "Malfoy doesn't want--"
"Wait." Draco can't believe he's doing this. When Potter looks at him, he tries to act as if he couldn't give a damn. "Far be it from me to ruin Blaise's fun."
Potter eyes him. "All right then," he says, and he shifts forward until he's on his hands and knees, leaning across the circle towards Draco. For a moment, Draco can almost believe they're alone together, up here on the Astronomy Tower by themselves. His breath catches as Potter moves closer, and his eyes flutter closed.
Their glasses bump against each other, and Potter laughs, a soft huff against Draco's skin.
"Tilt your head," Potter murmurs, his fingertips on Draco's chin, and Draco complies, letting Potter turn his face to the proper angle. "Better."
The brush of Potter's lips against his is feather-soft, warm and gentle. It's barely a kiss, really, but Draco's entire body feels as if it's burning, and he makes a quiet noise against Potter's mouth. His heart thumps hard; he wants this moment to last an eternity.
It doesn't.
Potter pulls back; it's all that Draco can do not to press his fingers against his tingling lips.
"Tell me when I can look," Weasley says. He's covered his eyes with his thick-knitted grey scarf. Granger's ignoring him, though, looking instead from Potter to Draco with a thoughtful expression on her face.
Draco can't breathe, can't move, can't anything. He knows he should laugh it all off, should act as if there's nothing wrong, but Potter's across from him, smiling at Chang as if he hadn't just shattered Draco's world, as if Draco's body isn't still throbbing with the quietness of that kiss, and Draco's raw and open now in a way that he hadn't expected. Not from Potter, for Circe's sake.
He knows Blaise is saying something to him, but he can't focus on anything but Potter and the way Potter's hair curls over the collar of his robe.
"I have to go," Draco says, to no one in particular, and he somehow manages to stagger to his feet.
"Draco," Blaise says, but Potter's looking at him, a furrow between his brow.
"I have to go," Draco says again, and he leaves behind his quilt and his pillow, heading for the stairs before anyone can stop him.
He stumbles through the silent corridors, robe tangling around his feet as he winds his way down to his quarters in the dungeon. He bolts his door shut behind him and sinks to the floor. His hands are shaking.
"You're just pissed," he tells himself. "It doesn't mean anything. To him. To you. To anyone. You'll sleep it off, and in the morning it'll be like a nightmare from bad cheese or something."
Maybe if he says it enough it'll actually come true.
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