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#Draco fights for Harry
sitp-recs · 8 months
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Do you know fics where Draco fights for Harry? Doesnt have to be entire fic I just notice usually around the climax of the fic its Harry that makes the grant gesture to get his man; i want Harry to be fought for 😭😭
Hi anon! I definitely have some recs for that one, hope you enjoy these 😊
Like Gold by @the-sinking-ship (E, 4k)
Draco runs away from home on the back of his boyfriend’s motorbike.
Be Still by @writcraft (E, 5k)
Harry’s back in England and Draco tries to fix things before he disappears again.
(The Piece) I was Missing All Along by lauren3210 (E, 30k)
Draco and Harry have been flatmates and best friends for years, and Draco thinks life is just perfect that way. But when something comes along and threatens to take all that away, Draco has to decide what it is he really wants, and just how hard he's going to work to get it.
Make Me a Headline (I Want to Be That Bold) by dicta_contrion (E, 31k)
Draco never expected to see Harry doing that again. Especially with someone else, in a grainy photograph that's landed on his desk one Monday morning.
All Roads by @korlaena (M, 36k)
Draco hates his job at the Prophet. He hates it even more when he’s assigned to write an article on Harry Potter, who left the country three years ago after their falling out. Draco doesn’t want to face the truth about himself, but he’s stuck between Harry and his duty, and he’s out of options.
In The Red by @bixgirl1 (E, 45k)
When Harry goes looking for a vampire at a Creature club, the second-to-last thing Harry expects is to find Malfoy working there. The last thing he expects is to fall in love with him.
Nights With You by @the-sinking-ship (E, 58k)
Draco is mortified when moments prior to departing for the most anticipated destination wedding of the year, he is cruelly dumped. But when he learns that Harry Potter has, at long last, split with his horrible boyfriend, Draco is certain his luck has changed. Never a man to squander an opportunity for revenge (and what would probably be a spectacular shag), Draco vows to make Potter his for the weekend.
Tea and No Sympathy by who_la_hoop (E, 70k)
It's Potter's fault, of course, that Draco finds himself trapped in the same twenty-four-hour period, repeating itself over and over again. It's been nearly a year since the unpleasant business at Hogwarts, and Draco's getting on with his life quite nicely, thank you, until Harry sodding Potter steps in and ruins it all, just like always.
Among Ancient Pines by @graymatters (M, 74k)
Every day, Draco Malfoy tries. With every fiber of his being he tries. But he doesn’t much think about what he’s trying for. In his final term of Healer training, Draco is unfortunate enough to find himself on a plane, the only means of traveling to a small, magical town in rural Alaska. Years of hard work have culminated in an opportunity to work with an experimental wandmaker to study the intersection of Healing and wand theory. When Draco arrives, he doesn't find the wandmaker, but does find his apprentice, who happens to have ridiculously messy hair, a lightning bolt scar, and a definitely-not-charming smile.
I Am Not Who I Became by mab_di (E, 93k)
Draco left England after the trials and has travelled the world meeting wizards and Muggles from different cultures and with vastly different relationships to magic, each other, and the natural world. Now he's a fisherman in Finland on commercial vessels. Harry has been struggling since the war and has become a recluse while trying to write his autobiography.
Dwelling on Dreams by @the-sinking-ship (E, 135k)
Draco thought he could avoid Potter for the duration of his brief return to England. He’d stick to his schedule and be back home in Paris, where he belonged, in a few short months. No trouble at all. He had plenty to occupy him, what with the opening of the London branch of his successful apothecary, his innovative research, drinks with Pansy, a backlog of unread potions periodicals.
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sacrificialter · 10 months
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Healer Draco Malfoy who flings healing spells at Harry like they're hexes.
Draco: Scared Potter?
Harry, cowering and shrieking: yES!
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sunsfawn · 3 months
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…flirting?
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snucius · 1 year
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I'm simply in love with this scene 🖤.
When Draco fell off his broom, Severus literally jumped out of his skin -just like the mama bear he is- but Lucius was just like "Huh, whose son is he? Definitely not mine."
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sawiet · 3 months
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post-canon draco
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painedpen · 2 months
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I saw a tiktok about Ron yelling at Hermione and embarrassing her in public (he would never), and Draco punching him in the face and I am so. Tired.
Like. We’ve already established that once Ron is committed to his relationship with Hermione, he’s peak husband material. He’s lovely. Househusband extraordinaire. But the idea of Draco Malfoy beating him up???
I like Draco as much as the next person, but we need to acknowledge that he’s a lil bitch. Every time he pisses someone off, he eats shit. Ron beats that twink into the ground on the regular. Come on people, let’s be real.
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urcatwrites · 10 months
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“fuck death eaters!”
james fleamont potter: already done!
harry james potter: on my to-do list!
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bythepen98 · 8 months
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Dramione ||💚❤️️
(8th year) How I view their dynamic
They grow to like each other after being forced to work together for a several month long project
They love to banter and are often seen spending time together in the library or walking hand-in-hand by the lake
smart Draco. Hermione enjoys researching and debating with him
They still fight ofc. It can be explosive
but they make sure not to leave it brewing for too long to affect their relationship
The type of couple who'll peck each other on the lips before storming off in separate directions after an argument lol
They hug each other extra hard once they make up, probably even cry a bit.
The whole school breathes a sigh of relief now that they don't have to deal with an irate Hermione and a sulky Draco patrolling the halls and taking away everyone's points for the littlest thing.
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getawayfox · 1 year
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yumeurl · 23 days
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sharing is caring guys theres room for everyone no need to fight
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grape-v1nes · 7 months
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lesbian drarry fc
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hunter schaffer is my actual draco malfoy I refuse to hear anything different like she is my draco. & sophia lillis as harry though I'm a lot less firm on this stance I think she's good but there's probably better.
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januaryfirstreads · 7 months
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a drarry microfic
Harry doesn’t want to talk. He wants to push. His world has narrowed and there’s nothing but instinct and his breath gasping out of his lungs and the pale skin revealed by Malfoy’s collar. Everything else has disappeared, and this is good, this is so perfect that he wants to bottle it up and keep it. He doesn’t need to look up to know that Malfoy’s gaze is fixed on his face and that he’s breathing hard, jagged breaths. Harry sees Malfoy's throat tighten and he looks down to see that Malfoy has clenched his fist, veins sticking out against his right hand. Harry moves on instinct, crowding up against Malfoy until Malfoy’s back hits the wall. Harry’s body stops inches, centimeters really, away from his.
Harry brings his arms up to bracket the wall, to keep Malfoy in, to keep him from moving, except now he’s so close that a spicy citrus smell floods his senses. He realizes, with a start, that he wants to moan, so he does slightly, bending his head and letting his nose nuzzle at Malfoy’s throat.
Malfoy’s breath seems to stop entirely for a moment before he bends his head to expose more of his long, pale throat. Harry feels another small groan escape his lips, and Malfoy lets out a breathless laugh in response.
“What are you doing, Potter?” he asks, his voice lazy. Harry has the sudden thought that he wanted to bite Malfoy’s lips, stop the sound from coming out because it was doing something to him, burrowing into his insides. Harry drags his head up to meet Malfoy’s gaze. His silver eyes are burning, and Harry flushes, hot and needy.
“Keeping you here,” Harry replies, using one hand to press Malfoy’s shoulder back against the wall, because it’s the only answer that makes sense. The only thing he knows is that Malfoy isn’t allowed to move his body away now. If he does Harry will fight, press him into the ground until he can keep him forever.
“And what if I don’t want to stay,” Malfoy asks. Calculated.
“You do.” Harry isn’t sure about this, isn’t sure if it’s true, but he wants it to be enough to speak it into existence. “You do.”
Malfoy hums a quiet laugh, and quickly, before Harry can force him back against the wall, brings his hands up and shoves. Harry stumbles back, and before he can grip onto Malfoy again Malfoy has Harry’s shirt in his fists, spinning and pushing him until Harry’s back hits the stone. One hand stays fisted in Harry’s shirt and a forearm is pressing hard against his collarbone. Malfoy is staring at him again, a smirk resting comfortably on his lips, but there is something open and wanting in his expression.
Malfoy steps all the way into him then, until their bodies are pressed flush except for where Malfoy angles his hips slightly away. Malfoy’s breath ghosts over his face, his lips close, so close, to the spot where his fist had slammed into Harry’s face just yesterday.
“Do you even know what you would do with me, Potter?”
Harry can’t help it. The words sink into him and he thrusts his hips forward in response. His cock presses against Malfoy’s hip bone and he knows, he knows, that Malfoy feels it because he presses his hips closer in response. It’s only then that Harry surges forward and kisses him.
The thing is, Harry doesn’t know what he’s doing, not really, but he knows enough to know that stopping isn’t an option.
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itsphantasmagoria · 1 month
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The Harry-based Harlequill novels from chapter 2 of Follies of an Ornamental Hermit by @mallstars still have me cackling
(Read Follies here!)
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gryfferin-gaybies · 1 month
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Backing the Wrong Horse
Harry came home with a split lip, bloody nose, cut on his brow, blood on his knuckles, and what were probably the tell-tale of signs of oncoming bruises. He tried to duck into the bathroom to clean himself up without being noticed, but failed.
He knew exactly what Draco would say before he even said it. "Harry! What were you thinking?" He caught his boyfriend in the hallway, exiting the bathroom just as Harry was about to enter.
"You don't even know what happened," Harry protested.
Draco held Harry's chin carefully to turn his head so he could get a better look at the damage done. "Clearly you got into a fight of some sort. I'm not an idiot."
Harry let Draco examine him. "Yeah, but you don't know that I started it." He stepped past Draco into the bathroom.
"So you didn't start it?" Draco asked, grabbing a wash cloth from the linen closet before following Harry into the bathroom.
Harry turned on the tap and scrubbed at his knuckles instead of answering.
That was answer enough for his boyfriend. "Harry!" Draco scolded. He wet the rag with warm water from the bathtub faucet, not making Harry share the small sink. "Sit down," he said with a sigh when Harry finished washing his hands.
Harry sat on the edge of the bathtub with his knees spread open. Draco stood between his boyfriend's legs and dabbed at the blood on his face. "He had it coming," Harry mumbled.
Draco sighed again. "Harry, you can't keep fighting everyone who speaks poorly of the Malfoys. We were Death Eaters who housed the Dark Lord. We were on the wrong side of a war that hurt thousands of people." Draco referenced the great evilness of his family's past as he used a featherlight gentleness to doctor his partner's injuries; the irony was not lost on Harry.
"You had no choice. Lucius made those decisions for your family, and he's still paying for those sins. Besides, the person they should be blaming is Voldemort, not you."
Draco tossed the bloodied cloth into a hamper, seemingly satisfied with his work. Then he pulled out his wand to heal Harry's cuts. "It doesn't matter. You're defending the wrong people, Harry—hold still." Once the skin had healed on his eyebrow and lip, Draco reset Harry's nose.
Harry's eyes watered. He moved his jaw and scrunched his nose a couple times. "Thank you." He took Draco's hands and pulled him in close. "You were a child. It's been more than a decade. You're a good person. You've done more than enough to make up for any mistakes you made back then. Between your charity work and job as a Healer, you're practically a saint. I'll always defend you."
Draco rested his hands on Harry's shoulders, looking down at him fondly. "I am far from a saint. You need to stop getting in fights over me. You're going to get in trouble or get seriously hurt."
"I'll stop getting in fights when people stop being assholes."
Draco snorted and rolled his eyes affectionately. It brought Harry relief to know that he wasn't angry with him. "That's never going to happen."
"Once people realize that I'd do anything for you, they'll stop. I've just got to punch enough people to get my point across." Harry stood up and wrapped his arms around Draco's waist, kissing him once on the mouth.
Draco let out a small chuckle. "You're a brute and an idiot."
"But I'm your brute," Harry said with a cheeky grin.
"And my idiot." Draco ruffled a hand through Harry's messy curls before pulling him in for another kiss.
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hpdabbles · 10 months
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Draco Malfoy and The Book of Dreams
Draco Malfoy is beyond confused. He had spent nearly two decades searching for Helga Hufflepuff's hidden sanctuary.
Much like the Chamber of Secrets, it was believed to be a myth, but Draco had always thought it existed. Especially after Potter located the Chamber of Secrets, he realized the other three secret locations of the founders had to be out there.
Salazar Slyterins' Chamber of Secrets- contains a monster and Dark Arts.
Rowena Ravenclaw's Library of Myths- contains the grimoires of Old and Healing Arts.
Godric Gryffindor's Armory of Quests- Contains magical artifacts and Duelling Arts.
And finally, Helga Hufflepuff's Banquet Hall of Dreams- Contains the magic of fallen stars and Wish Magic.
Everyone always overlooked Helga's legend due to needing to understand the significance of her magic. Not Draco- he knew a spell that could grant wishes was powerful. Yes, they only worked once, but one chance was all needed.
The Wish Magic could unravel the very fabrics of the universe but only the parts the wisher had experienced personally. People often confused that with limitations- they wished for the dead to return only to get an Inferi. If they wanted to own the most gold in the world only to be cursed into turning everything they touch into gold.
No, what people needed was a wish that would place them in a position to change everything. If he got his hands on the magic of the Wishing Star, then Draco could undo everything the war had cost him.
He left home, scrambling around the world to find any record of Helga throughout history, including folk tales and rumors. His path was closely followed by British Aurors who thought he was up to something but he stayed three feet before them.
When he turned thirty-eight, he finally found a solid lead. Surprisingly it was in a small village in Wales. A young group of muggles sang the rhythm of Helga's wishing star while Draco had been passing the park and after a few questions, he learned it was a nursery rhythm passed down by locals.
He followed the origins of the nursery rhythm until he found a small ring of mushrooms glimmering in a deep forest. The Banquet Hall of Dreams was within the ring, Draco had found it.
Not a moment too late, as Potter had been dispatched to find Draco and bring him in for crimes he did not commit. Apparently, that same little village had been attacked by a magic user, slaughtering every resident in a crazed massacre.
The Ministry pointed fingers at Draco because he was a known Death Eater that had passed through that place a week prior.
The Wishing Star's magic had been placed in a book, bounded by Helga's magic, and all Draco had to do was open it and speak.
"I wish to travel back in time to the month before my first year, for my dream is to live a better life!"
The Wish Magic did not depend on the wording of the wisher. It formed from their dreams. And Draco dreamed of his first wand so often he could recite the day by heart.
The magic worked, and Draco was whisked away in a whirlwind of magic from the stars, landing in his eleven-year-old body with the Book of Dreams clutched in his little hand.
The book faded to dust as his wish was granted.
There were a lot of things he had planned on doing once he realized what had happened. He couldn't call himself a proper Slytherin if he didn't try to take advantage of the situation.
He had spent an entire month planning this. Locked away in his room, only leaving to eat, bathe, and relieve himself, he compiled piles and notes. He organized them by most likely to happen to least likely.
That ranged from anywhere to "Potter rejects his hand of friendship once more" to "Potter goes straight for the killing curse".
But none of these plans covered what was actually happening to him.
Draco had believed himself better than the previous wishers, and now he was paying for his hubris. Draco did dream of re-meeting Potter, had throughout his entire teenage career, more often than after the war, and those dreams lingered near his wish.
He had outgrown his feelings for the other boy, but he had more dreams centered around gaining Potter's affection than he had dreams about regaining his honor. Most of the time, as an adult, he only suffered nightmares.
They weren't desires. They weren't hope.
If you were to take every dream he's ever had, write it on parchment and then file it away with similar topics then you would have a very visble example of how much of his dreams were about Potter's affection.
Never mind, they were no longer applicable. The fact there were so many overall is what matters.
Logically he knows that those dreams outweighed the nonsense of his other dreams. Yet it was fair that the theme "Get Potter to realize I'm the prettiest boy alive" played through his subconscious mind it manifested this way.
"Wow," Ron Weasley gasps when Draco opens the door to their train compartment. "A boy Veela."
Good grief, the Wish Magic made him a veela and he didn't notice for a full month because he was busy trying to save his family. Now he understands why his parents worried about him walking out in public and why every student he passed by had stared at him with slack jaws.
He had been so used to being watched in the future he forgot it should have happened here.
Father's great-grandmother was a veela, and the man could still remember having to fight off seniors in his youth. Now he had to do it again but for his son. He was going white from stress as Draco boarded, and his mother was no better, placing multiple pieces of protective jewelry on him.
They had nearly homeschooled him because male veelas' allure was much more powerful than a female's. The males were rare, but rather than inspire lust- though many felt that way- Draco boosted inflation. People were literally falling in love with him while he walked by.
Like a stupid airborne love potion.
Potter looked at Draco and promptly declared himself in love with him. He fell to his knees before the blond boy, taking his hand and pressing a sloppy kiss to his knuckles as Weasley watched with wide eyes and a blushing face.
Draco's eye twitches.
He had outgrown Potter, and he would not chase after a forgotten crush. So despite the fact he promised himself he would be friends this time with the Golden Trio, he opened his mouth and said.
"Drop dead, Potter. I'm not interested in dating."
Now he had to live with this new first meeting. The Wishing Star only works once, after all.
But surely, the Chosen One would give up on him.
The thing is, Draco forgot just how determined Harry Potter could be. His new peaceful life may have just become difficult in a new way.
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greektragedybitch · 2 months
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draco malfoy was one of the most loved child ever but some of y'all aren't ready for that conversation yet
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