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paltaxiox · 9 months
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AU, mermaid Draco.
Harry, as the son of minor nobel, is invited to the circus. Then he falls in love at first sight.
The first meeting begins with:
"Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you our new acquisition, the merman!"
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Some time later, it ends with:
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ednamode1 · 22 days
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/51482938/chapters/130108738
Pretty underrated fic ngl
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minks-country-club · 2 months
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Hullo can i know from your twitter thread with auror harry and unspeakable married harry and draco who rescued the draco that saved the unspeakable harry why did auror harry say it's only their timeline that auror harry and recent released draco didn't end up together? thank u i luv your threads
AAAAA HELLO DARLING!! Thank you so very much💜💜💜
So I apologise because I feel like I didn't explain that part very well.
So basically: Draco (in his late 20's), Kreacher and Harry (13 years old) were at Grimmauld Place when Sirius broke out of Azkaban and returned to Grimmauld Place. There was a confrontation — Sirius thinking Draco was Lucius because of the age and looks. However, after talking it out and some convincing from Harry's part, Sirius agreed to make peace and thank Draco for taking care of Harry up until that point. Draco told them everything he knew about the future deaths and that it would be up to them to prevent the deaths this time around.
That night, when everyone was asleep, Death came to Draco to collect him and take him back to his own timeline, saying that Draco had done everything he was supposed to do and there was no reason to keep Draco here anymore and that it would basically fuck up this new timeline if he stayed. Draco expected to die, so he asked Death if he could say goodbye to Harry before handing over his guardianship to Sirius.
It was a very sad, heartfelt goodbye with lots of tears and lots of hugs.
"You still have me," Draco told Harry. "You have younger me, the one in this timeline."
"But it's not the same!" Harry sobbed, "I want both of you! Malfoy is my friend! But you... you're..."
"I know, Harry," Draco smiled sadly. "But there's nothing else I can do. I have to go. But you still have me. You always have and always will. I promise."
"I'll find you," said Harry, full of conviction and tears. "In every life."
Draco only smiled, and didnt dare tell Harry that he wouldnt find Draco again because he would die in Azkaban because that's what he was doing before he went back in time — dying. If he returned to his timeline, he would die.
They hugged for the last time, Draco placing a gentle kiss on Harry's head. Harry didnt want to let go, but he did and watched Draco walk out his room for the last time.
Draco greeted Death downstairs and took his hand.
When Draco woke up, it was to the sound of a prison guard opening his cell door in Azkaban.
"Come on, Malfoy — up you get," the officer said, dragging Draco to his feet.
Confused and dazed, Draco went willingly. They took a portkey to the Ministry where another officer greeted them and took Draco down the halls to a meeting room.
"You have two hours," the officer said, and opened the door for Draco to enter through.
There, Draco was met with Auror Harry (from Draco's timeline) and Unspeakable Harry (the one Draco saved in the past) and Unspeakable Draco (past Harry's husband).
Past Harry married his Draco and made it his life mission to find the Draco that saved him so that he could return the favour and get him out of Azkaban. In doing so, he became an Unspeakable, as did his husband, and travelled to alternate realities to free every Draco still in Azkaban.
However, in doing so, he found that in every universe he travelled to, every Harry was already with their Draco.
Then, Unspeakable Harry and Draco landed in this timeline and knew this reality had to be the one with the Draco that saved him. He went to Minister Shaklebolt and asked him to pardon Draco, providing a pensieve of all his memories being raised by Draco and everything he did to help and just as a personal favour for the Saviour of the Wizarding World. Shaklebolt agreed, which is why Draco was released from Azkaban.
It was a lovely reunion between Unspeakable Harry and Draco, because it had been so many years for Harry, but for Draco it only felt like hours ago since saw Harry.
"So what changed?" Auror Harry asked, seething with obvious anger. "Why is it that in every other timeline, I get to be happy except for this one? What went wrong?"
[A.N. Now, I dont know why exactly in this timeline Draco and Harry didnt end up together since it follows canon events up until after the 2nd Wizarding War, but I suppose it's up to you. It could have only been 1 fleeting kiss or just a small little chat between Harry and Draco sharing feelings.
But its said that a new reality is created every time someone makes a choice with a different reality being created when someone makes a different choice. For example, you could decide to eat a cookie or an apple as a snack. So there will be an alternate reality where you ate the cookie, and another reality where you ate the apple.
I suppose that could be applied here, where most realites Draco decided to take the chance to kiss Harry or decided to open up to Harry about how he's feeling, which lead to a butterfly effect and multiple timelines of him ending up with Harry.
Obviously, in canon, this never happened, which is why Draco didnt end up with Harry. I KNOW ITS CONFUSING AND IM SORRY.]
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So basically, in every other reality Unspeakable Harry explored, Draco made a choice to connect with Harry, a sincere moment of vulnerability, which lead to a deeper connection than they originally thought and therefore (through the butterfly effect) allowed Harry and Draco to end up in a relationship.
In this timeline, with Auror Harry (the canon one from the stories), Draco never opened up to Harry or kissed him, which lead to them leading separate lives.
Auror Harry is fucking pissed off cuz that's just not fair but Unspeakable Harry tells him to give Draco a chance and let him give Harry what he's owed — a life of happiness.
"Seriously, mate," Unspeakable Harry whispered into Auror Harry's ear, "you won't regret it. But if it doesnt work out then fine, you can at least say you both tried."
Unspeakable Harry and Draco say goodbye with another round of hugs and tears and another promise to meet again soon.
Auror Harry decides to give Draco a chance for friendship and says he'll owl him before he dismisses Draco.
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So yeah! I'm so sorry, I know that was long and probably very confusing😭😭 But I hope that at least makes it a bit easier to understand. If you have more questions then feel free to ask. Thank you so much for reading my Drarry threads, I'm so glad you liked them💜💜💜
For all the people who don't know what's going on, here are the threads anon was talking about:
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My Drarry ramblings:
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andithiel · 1 year
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How deep is our love?
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Written for the @hdcandyheartsfest prompt 14: "Valentine's card". I had a lot of fun with this (I've missed writing fed up Draco and Harry being a little shit!) and I hope you'll like it. If anyone is interested in the cards, you can click the links but do so at your own risk. Thank you so much to my lovely friend @crazybutgood for the beta 💕 Wishing everyone a very happy Valentine's Day whether you spend it with someone or not 🥰 Established relationship | 762 words | Teen and Up (for language)
It’s nine o’clock when Harry saunters into the kitchen, his horrible Gryffindor lion slippers firmly on his feet and his dressing gown open to reveal his red flannel pyjamas. 
“Happy Declaration of Monogamy Day!” He plops a bright pink envelope on the table in front of Draco, almost hitting Draco’s freshly poured cup of tea. 
Draco turns the envelope in his hands. His name is written in overwrought cursive gold embossed letters on the front, and on the back, there’s a wax seal shaped like a heart. He looks up at Harry, eyebrows furrowed. 
“What’s this?”
Harry smiles sweetly, eyes glittering. “Isn’t it obvious? It’s a Valentine’s card!”
Draco narrows his eyes at his husband. He’s known him for too long to be fooled by that innocent demeanour. “Why?”
“Can’t a bloke be romantic for once? ‘Tis the season, after all.” Harry tilts his head, gazing at Draco from under his fringe and batting his eyes.
“In the six years we’ve been together, you’ve never given me a card for Valentine’s. In fact, we both agreed ages ago that the entire holiday is stupid and capitalistic.”
Harry shrugs. “I guess being with you has made me change my mind.” He presses his lips tightly together, but small huffs come out of his nose. “Don’t you want to open it?” he says, voice oddly strained. 
Draco gives up, flips the envelope over, breaks the seal and pulls out the card. Harry makes a sound like he’s going to laugh, but quickly reins it in.
The card is the same pink shade as the envelope, with a messy sketch of a person bending over, holding their arse cheeks open, and the text says “OUR LOVE IS DEEP LIKE A BUMHOLE”. Draco stares at it: it’s the ugliest card he’s ever seen in his life.
“Do you like it?” Harry says, his voice still strained and a bit wobbly. “I walked past it and it made me think of you.”
Draco looks at him, at his eyes shining with tears of suppressed laughter, then down at the card again. For once, he’s speechless, until—
“Is that my fucking face inside your arse?”
This is where Harry loses it: he snort-laughs so loudly that Draco’s afraid he’ll wake the neighbours across the street, slumping over the table and continueing to laugh so much that his entire body shakes. Draco starts giggling as well, but not loud enough for Harry to hear, because he’ll be damned if he shows Harry how amused he is.
“I mean,” Harry manages eventually, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand, “it is one of your favourite places to be, so I thought it was fitting.”
“Did you, now?” Draco says, and Harry nods, grinning from ear to ear. 
“Yeah. In fact, I knew you’d be so grateful that you’d want to give me a card, and— oh? What’s this?” 
He reaches his hand into one of the pockets of his tattered dressing gown (the one that Draco has tried to get rid of for months, but that strangely ends up hanging by their bed after every attempt), and pulls out another envelope. It’s a darker shade of pink than Draco’s, but with the same elaborate letters embossed on it, spelling out “Harry”. He hands it over to Draco.
“Could you read it for me, please? I seem to have misplaced my glasses.” He quickly crams his glasses into one of his pockets.
Draco reluctantly takes the envelope, eyes narrowed at Harry again. He slowly breaks the seal and opens the flap. Harry leans over the table expectantly while Draco pulls out the card.
“Being in a relationship with me means that: you’re one lucky bastard. Just your annual reminder,” Draco reads aloud. He looks up at Harry, whose glasses have miraculously returned on the bridge of his nose.
“Well?” Harry says with an entirely too smug tone to his voice. He folds his hands under his chin, tilting his head.
Draco can only snort, “You gormless twat,” at which Harry snickers.
“That good, huh?” He gets up and rounds the table to sit on Draco’s lap, and Draco doesn’t chastise him for getting his trousers all wrinkled. “Happy Valentine’s Day, you pointy git.” He nuzzles into the crook of Draco’s neck, because he knows how it drives Draco mad. 
Draco tugs at his hair to be able to reach those soft lips that he, through some divine intervention, has had the pleasure and privilege to kiss for the happiest six years of his life now. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Scarface.”
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teledild0nix · 9 months
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found myself very sleepy and out of sorts at the end of my work day so after wolfing some chinese food, i came upstairs, took a shower, and did some writing on my new fic! it's an 8th year fic and the snippet i posted earlier with harry, ron, hermione, and ginny going to the supermarket together is getting frogged into this one i think. also it has somehow become draco pov so there's that!
anyway wrote like a page which sounds like nothing but is actually good for me! and now i'm sleepy again so i'm going to have a bedtime ice cream cone and then go to sleep <3
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canimal · 11 months
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Chapter Seventeen of Gossamer Threads is Live!
"Do you ever dream about going back in time to fix all of the wrongs, Draco?" A twist of fate dropped them in the past with the ability to do whatever they wish. Forced to work together to survive, they must exist in a constant state of danger and uncertainty. One single snap of the delicate threads they've woven would have untold consequences for everyone.
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sioraiocht · 3 months
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~ @bccksmarts || A lil Pansy starter ~
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Pansy pushed the door to the bookshop open with her foot, stepping inside and moving straight to the counter to Hermione. Nose wrinkled as she placed the coffee cups down, eyes turning to look around the shop. "Was Draco here again? I can smell that horrendous cologne. Honestly, he's been wearing it since he was fourteen - Find a new scent, Malfoy."
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scriptorxfabularum · 1 year
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@imprvdente
     HE HAD HOPED THAT IT would be the Durmstrang students that might stay in the Slytherin dorms, but to his disappointment, it turned out that it would be the Beauxbatons. Victor Krum and his fellow schoolmates seemed to be moving into Ravenclaw tower for the time they would spend at Hogwarts. And instead, they got a blue-haired girl.
     He was seated on the couch in the common room, watching the students from Beauxbatons file in, followed by their enormous headmistress. She was at least the size of that oaf that taught Care of Magical Creatures. Had to have giant’s blood in her.
     The new students were going to be divided between the dormitories of the fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh years. Girls with the girls. Boys with the boys. Which he was glad about, cause it meant that the weirdo with the blue hair was DEFINITELY not going to stay in his dorm.
     He watched as they all marched through the common room and up the stairs to the dorms, he assumed to get familiarized with the place they would be staying for the foreseeable future. This was going to be quite interesting. He knew quite a bit about Durmstrang, but next to nothing about Beauxbatons.
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ofginjxints · 7 months
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closed starter @hclywars
Draco Malfoy had long been detached from the young man who had held a wand to his headmaster, killing curse on the tip of his tongue. When his parents told him to leave with them amidst Voldemort's defeat, all he felt was relief in the cowardice. He was never given the chance to run, but run he would.
They found themselves in Italy. They started again, in a small town near Florence, they had all apparated there and that was the final spell Draco swore to cast. His parents followed suit after they had created enough wards around their new home, they had survived for years on their own, only going out due to necessity. When they finally began integrate into Muggle society, the elder Malfoys found it difficult but Draco relaxed into it. There was so much hatred he had been taught that he now unlearned. There was no magic in the literal sense, but there was magic in the way Muggles romanticised so many aspects of life magic-folk took for granted.
Draco had lived a simpler life, a steadier life, burying himself in a culture he had been told to avoid. He found himself at a museum where he could learn more, where he could see Muggles young and old learn from the past. He would never let himself forget the past.
It was a normal day, his commute was smooth the winding roads to work treating him well, the sun shining on him on a rare, bright, Autumnal morning. He had clocked in and went to his post at the Uffizi Gallery beside Botticelli's 'Birth of Venus', a double espresso in him to start the day right. The crowds began to filter in, his spot a popular one as usual. He had seen the Botticelli many times, so he preferred to focus on the awe of guests' faces as they saw the painting for the first time. His gaze swam lazily across the room when it landed on someone in the crowd.
His eyes flickered with recognition. It had been years. They were both ghosts of children who grew up in a war that wasn't theirs to fight. There were more lines on both of their faces. Journeys and paths taken away from one another, and somehow they were both there. In his museum. His place. He hadn't had a moment to decide what to do next when her eyes met his and he froze in place.
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irlmango · 6 months
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if draco could he would become just like rykard. allowing a snake to eat him whole in hopes that he’ll have a piece of immortality, to become one with the gods. but instead he was trapped as the face of a serpent bound to the desire to consume every soul he encounters. he will never be free from the pact he’s made with hunger. he hungers for flesh, he hungers for life, he hungers for freedom, something he’ll never get to hold in his hands as long as he’s alive. someone must kill him to release the curse, but even then is he truly ever free? maybe when his body is dead, someone will come along to consume it. they’ll take him in, every last bite until his soul is revived in another. his hunger will awake again and he will once again consume, begging that he’ll be free from this turmoil. he hopes he’ll be full soon
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thiefcant · 7 months
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me: when will rixian get hit with the consequences of his actions xarzzas: you RANG?
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aliumvoces · 11 months
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                                     「 @bccksmarts | hermione. 」
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' Wait — don't tell me. '
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' You're worried Potter won't make it. Ah! I didn't realize the two of you were an item. Don't worry, I'm sure the Weasel would be happy enough to comfort you once Potter dies in the tournament — it's not like he has any other option, really. '
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lovergurrl411 · 11 months
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So, I’ve been working on The Silk Thread lately, and today out of boredom, I decided to put in the summary that I bumped into on reddit for the story into ChatGBT to see what would happen...ummm, apparently, my story could’ve just been 8 chapters long, had a FAKE MARRIAGE instead of a real one, and called TANGLED FATES! 
Is it weird that I still would read that story too if someone wrote it? Lol! 
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harceleurs · 1 year
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hermione  feels  like  a  sick,  twisted  joke  is  being  played  on  her  when  she  hears  his  name  again.  her  grade  school  bully,  someone  she  always  thought  chose  the  wrong  side  of  the  war,  now  having  some  sort  of  claim  upon  her  that  she's  certain  he'll  find  some  sick  sort  of  enjoyment  in.  what good will she be in draco malfoy's care? "don't  tell  me  you'll  be  using  me  to  scrub  the  floors,"  she  sneers up at him,  not  a  single  bit  of  her  bite  fought  out  of  her  in  the  war  lost,  "i'm  certain  you  have  house  elves  to  do  that  for  you,  do  you  not?" @patrickoharaandco
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canimal · 1 year
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Chapter Sixteen of Gossamer Threads is Live!
"Do you ever dream about going back in time to fix all of the wrongs, Draco?" A twist of fate dropped them in the past with the ability to do whatever they wish. Forced to work together to survive, they must exist in a constant state of danger and uncertainty. One single snap of the delicate threads they've woven would have untold consequences for everyone. https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13344956/16/Gossamer-Threads https://archiveofourown.org/works/35454730/chapters/118636288
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@empathiie
Cho hadn’t run into too many people from home. She’d been in DC for over three years, and she was starting to wish she’d see more people from the wizarding world. She was accustomed to being in the muggle world now, and she liked it. But it would still be nice to see a familiar face. She had just left her home, deciding to go shopping for a bit when she stopped right in front of Draco. “Draco?”
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