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Want to decorate Christmas tree together?
Word 6: waffles
This idea came from the most random conversation so here we are.
As soon as the bell rang, Draco hurriedly answered the door although he was pretty sure it was too early for anything and he didn't have anything to be delivered at the place but he went anyway.
He opened the door to a man holding a sheet of paper, "Yes?"
"Delivery for Draco Malfoy?"
"That's me but I didn't order anything." Draco frowned.
"It's a parcel." The man said and handed Draco the sheet of paper to sign it.
"What is it?" Draco asked as he stepped more outside the door to notice almost a 5 feet tall Christmas tree standing erect.
"Do you know who might've sent it?" Draco asked but the man shook his head.
Draco signed the paper and the man's co-workers took the tree inside and placed it where Draco asked them to.
"This came with it." One of the co-worker said as he handed him a small piece of card.
As all of them left, Draco finally opened the small card and immediately recognised the handwriting and smiled.
He took out his phone from his pocket and dialled the number.
"Morning." Draco immediately greeted as he picked up the call on the other end.
"You sound too chirpy for me in the morning." Harry said but Draco could still recognise the smile behind the call.
"It's 9 am, why are you still sleeping?" Draco asked as he looked at the tree endearingly.
"Because it's a Saturday, Draco. But I'm up now." Harry said as Draco heard some shuffling on the other end.
"I got your parcel today. When were you planning on telling me that you bought me a 5 feet tall Christmas tree?" Draco asked.
Harry sighed on the other end, "You said you didn't have time to buy the Christmas tree with everything going around and how the shops are too far away. I just wanted you to be able to decorate the tree on Christmas and since we can't be together, it's hard enough."
"Yes but it's only one Christmas. I could've bought a small one for me."
“Yes but I bought it for you now.” Harry said.
Draco smiled, “You’re a menace, Harry Potter.”
“Yes, I know but now tell me do you want to decorate it together?” Harry asked.
“We’re in different places, Harry. How are we ever supposed to do it together?” Draco asked confused.
“We have internet, Draco, we can always do video call.”
“You know I suck at muggle technology.” Draco remarked.
“Well, we can do a call and stay on it while we decorate it together and then send each other pictures.” Harry suggested.
Draco thought about it for a moment, it didn’t actually make sense to do it together, the process of decorating it while on the call seemed like a time consuming idea even.
“What would we get out of decorating it together?” Draco frowned.
“That we get to decorate it together? Come on, do you want to or not?” Harry asked.
Draco was still confused but then there was something in Harry’s offer that made him want to do it together, so he agreed.
They both agreed to call in the evening after they had done all their work, chores and when nobody would disturb them so they would just be with each other. So, when the evening came they did just that, they started decorating the tree together on a call with wired earphones plugged in to their phones.
Draco had thought it would be almost odd but they slipped briskly into conversations. Harry kept asking random questions like if the cat ornament would look better next to the dog ornament or licorice ornament which made Draco wonder what the hell Harry was doing but at the same time it was all very amusing. He told Harry about his family traditions and how they used to celebrate christmas together and about how every year he would bake cake with his mum as a Christmas ritual but can't this year because his parents' are arriving late this year while Harry told him about his Christmases especially the ones he spent at the burrow. They also got around talking about how things are going and somehow some old school talks and they both realised how funny it was when Draco used to try to get Harry’s attention. They laughed off most of the call but it was just a beautiful bubble moment Draco never wanted to get out of. Towards the end of decorating, Harry started complaining about how Marco, his dog was eating the Christmas balls which had Draco laughing all the more and then making fun of Marco.
When it was finally done, Draco clicked the picture of his Christmas tree and sent it to Harry and Harry in return sent two pictures, one of his Christmas tree and the other one of Marco chewing off the Christmas ball which made him smile.
Draco was looking at both the Christmas trees and then he realised,
“I’ve never decorated a Christmas tree with anyone before.”
“Really? What about your Mum and Dad at the Manor?”
“Nope. They were mostly busy with Christmas invites or holding a Christmas ball and I didn’t even use to decorate the main hall tree even, just the small one in my bedroom hallway.”
“Well.. now you’ve decorated it with someone, how does it feel?”
Draco thought about it for a moment, then looked at his tree and finally said it,
“Like I want to celebrate the rest of them with you,”
There was a pause after that. Harry didn’t say anything so Draco went on,
“I didn’t think about it before but I want to and I know we haven’t been dating all that long but you know the moment when you just know-”
“Draco, I love you.”
There was a pause again and Draco continued again,
“I-I never knew I wanted to decorate it with you. I didn’t even know it was a romantic gesture till now but Harry- nobody would ever do this for me, send me a Christmas tree, ask me to decorate it with him- I guess what I’m trying to say is that I love you, too, Harry. Merlin, it feels so good to finally say it out loud.” Draco and Harry both chuckled at their ends.
“I want to decorate all of my mine with you too, Draco.” Harry finally said and Draco smiled.
“Do you want to bake cake together as well?” Harry asked after a while.
Draco grinned on his side, "Absolutely. Tomorrow at 5?"
"Done."
In that moment, he realised he's found it, he's found the one man he had been looking his whole life for and he’s never finding anyone better. Ever. He didn't need to find anymore, it was him. It was Harry. All along.
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for the @drarrymicrofic prompt, This December by Ricky Montgomery.
cw: less than happy ending
Fuck December.
A furious bitterness clings in his chest like a lingering cough, rattling his resentment at the slightest hint of festive joy. Any cloying bit of sentimental cheer sends Draco into a new, humiliatingly tearful rage.
On his less better nights, Draco rather wants to murder Potter for daring to walk into his world, make his life brilliant bright with laughter, with meaning, and comfort, only to walk out again, leaving Draco stood alone, abandoned in his own bloody life, holding his own broken-to-pieces bloody heart.
It’s criminal, really. Harry Potter deserves to be imprisoned for what he’s done to Draco’s heart, yet all Draco’s dreamt of are Harry’s calloused touches, Harry’s dusty-lemon smell, and the desperately needed serenity in Harry’s strong, steady embrace. He can go on reminding himself that Potter is never coming back to him. Potter is with her now, and Draco must stop emotionally torturing himself with thoughts of what will never be again, but Draco’s dreams betray him, and Harry will never let go of his heart.
Maybe this December, Harry will remember that he loves Draco. Maybe Harry will arrive at his doorstep, finally ready to love him. Maybe they would be okay.
Draco spends December alone, waiting for a visitor who never appears.
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loverboys in starlight (a gift for my darling)
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Fic Recs Wrap Up December 2023 ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ✩‧₊˚･*:.｡.♡⑅୨୧̩̩̩̥✼• .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･*☆
All Things Go by iota @sorrybutblog
Draco’s back at Hogwarts by court order. Harry’s back for no particular reason at all. Some things change, some stay the same. Neither expects to spend eighth-year living in close quarters, playing rugby (poorly), staying up late, sneaking around, and finally figuring it all out. Rec Post
The Inconvenient Death(s) of Harry Potter by nv-md (ANW815) @nv-md
Harry and Draco have spent the decade since the War avoiding each other, even as they’re forced to work together at the Ministry and their friend groups begin to alarmingly overlap. But what happens when Harry meets a tragic end (in a manner of speaking) and Draco’s the only one who can save him?
Or Harry won’t stop dying, Draco’s had too much coffee, and there’s more than enough time for them to make a mess of each other’s lives. Rec Post
Constellations on your skin by shushu_yaoi_lj @orange-peony
“I’m going to get my scars removed,” Draco announces on a rainy Wednesday afternoon.
“Who are you seeing?” Blaise asks.
“The best Healer out there,” Draco replies with a little shrug. “Harry Potter.” Rec Post
and the world is tumbling down by thewakeless @thewakeless
Draco is thirty-five and content. He’s a writer, a painter, and has built a life for himself totally separate from the one he envisioned as a sullen, fearful boy at Hogwarts. Everything is calm—until his house begins trying to kill him. Rec Post
The Cursed Manor by AhaMarimbas @mars-bar81
Ophelia’s been a paranormal investigator for almost ten years, and she’s starting to run out of haunted and cursed sites to explore. When her eclectic roommate and assistant reveals that he owns a large, cursed Manor, Ophelia finds a lot more than just a new career opportunity. Rec Post
The Unknown Door by waterwings @amywaterwings
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. Rec Post
Keep Your Brittle Heart Warm by flightinflame @flightinflame
Eighth-year offers Draco a brief respite before he returns to Azkaban. With a restricted wand, and memories of a girl who shouldn’t exist, he has very little hope for the future. But when Harry brings Teddy into the school, and proves to be utterly clueless, things change beyond anything he could imagine. Rec Post
Historians by oknowkiss @oknowkiss
It’s the Dumbledore’s Army Reunion Holiday, and Harry’s found himself in hot water with his friends once again, after telling them he has a boyfriend he definitely does not have. In an attempt to fix things, he’s made it his colleague on Level Nine, Draco Malfoy’s problem too. Featuring a ski chalet in Switzerland, a pair of bunk beds, and an agreement that should’ve been simple, were it not for all the bloody feelings getting in the way. Rec Post
Here are a few more fics I've read recently that y'all might like to check out as well!(ノﾟ∀ﾟ)ノ━☆ﾟ･*:.｡. .｡.:*･.*･｡ﾟ*:・ﾟ✧
Draco's First Holiday by Meowfoy @resilientkitteh
Draco catches Blaise cheating, breaks up with him and decides to leave his French Villa behind to swap houses with a woman named Hermione and her husband Ron. His relaxing vacation becomes far more interesting when a handsome stranger (Harry) knocks at his door in the middle of the night. They meet and get to know each other, and suddenly Draco feels much better about his decision to leave France behind for Britain.
Englishman Extraordinaire by BlueSundayCake @bluesundaycake
When Draco's life goes to shit, he gets scammed. Maybe it's for the best. Who doesn't love new beginnings?
Letters by CoffeeDragon87 @coffeedragon87
When Harry Potter turned eleven he received a letter that changed his life forever. When Harry Potter, now a dashingly handsome bachelor, Head of the Auror Department and loving godfather, is thirty-five history repeats itself.
With and Without You by Shewhxmustnxtbenamed @shewhomustnotbenamed
Harry and Draco realize that they’ve been living in the same building for the past five years, hiding from the Wizarding world in Muggle London for a variety of reasons. They grow unexpectedly close and Harry realizes that Draco’s relationship with his boyfriend is abusive, spiraling as he tries and fails to figure out how to help. In Harry’s rejection of the Wizarding world in general, he has fallen out of touch with his friends and his magical abilities, but has to reconnect with both in order to find himself again.
( •ॢ◡-ॢ)-♡ I hope you enjoy these fics as much as I have! Happy reading, y’all & I hope 2024 is good to you! Happy New Year! xoxo Carey (◍•ᴗ•◍)♡ ✧*💜💙💚💛❤💗💕💖
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This is written for the prompt ‘choir’ from @drarrymicrofic
Word count: 88
Drarry microfic: mother’s idea
“Oh Merlin,” Harry wheezed between laughter, “you can’t be serious.”
Draco rolled his eyes, shaking his head. “I’m dead serious, Potter. It was my mother’s idea.”
Harry leaned closer to the picture, squinting at a very young Draco standing between many other children, his mouth moving in time with the music they couldn’t hear. “I can’t believe you actually sang in a choir. That’s so adorable.”
With an exasperated sigh, Draco took the photo back from Harry’s hands, ignoring the blush that was slowly creeping up his cheeks.
Prompt from December 23rd
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The Burrow
(I might've broken some of you w the angst in the last few microfics so here is some fluff!! thank youu so much for the love so far! y'all keep me going 😭)
Draco kept his distance from him tonight.
It bothered him. It left a hole in his heart. It left him desperate for Draco being beside him. But he didn't have a reason why, "He is in love with you, you know?"
"What?"
"He is," Teddy said from beside him, building the Star Wars lego set with Rose and Hugo, "Because he said he has butterflies when he is with you and butterflies is love."
"You're eight," Harry brushed a kiss to his head, "and even if you have butterflies, it's not a sign of love."
"What is a sign of love?" Rose spoke but she soon became distracted with that miniature stormtrooper in her hand, "What if I gift you this? Would it be a sign of love? Because I love you most."
It elicited a soft laugh out of Harry while Rose held it out to him, "I love you, too, Rose. I love you even if you don't gift me your stormtrooper."
"Rose, you're young, you haven't even seen 'love love'."
"We can't see love love if we're young?" Rose said and turned towards Harry, "Wait, how can you even see love? Is there a sign? A colour?"
"No colour, no butterflies and no signs," Harry spoke softly, a breath caught in the back of his throat and his eyes began to search for Draco in the room, "being in love is more than that."
"Is it more than that with Draco, Harry?"
Harry rested his head on the wall behind him, "Yes, it's more than that with Draco. When has it not been?"
"What if he has butterflies because he is nervous to confess that he is in love love?" Teddy said.
"Oh, you should win the certificate for being such a master on the subject of love even when you're eight."
"I'll be sure to thank you and Draco in my speech, don't worry."
"But he will have to do the c word you said for that."
"It's confess, Rose."
She struck her tongue out, "I'm four, I'm smarter and better at words than you were when you were four."
"Harry, is she smarter than I am?"
Harry buried his head in his hands. He wasn't the best when he had to handle this. Not his strongest suit but it was Draco's. He could do this better than him, "Draco!"
"You wish that you were smarter than I am."
He didn't want to believe that Draco was in love with him. Or that he had butterflies when he is with Harry. But he had hope, "Draco!"
"You're four!"
Draco slid in beside him on the floor, brushing their shoulder together, "Hey, my troubles. Decided to trouble our beloved Harry tonight, have you?"
Our beloved.
"Draco, is Rose smarter than I am?"
"You're both smart, but there is a bit of difference," He said in a soft voice, "I'll elaborate. Harry and I, for instance. Harry is more street smart. He has the best strategies. I'm more smart in the technical side. None of us are smarter than the other. We're equals. But we work the best together. We're stronger together than by ourself. Isn't that what you both would be, too? Smarter and the best together?"
Harry buried his head in Draco's shoulder, "Thank you."
Draco ran his hand through his hair and the rest of the sounds in the house became distant to him, "Whatever would you do without me, Harry?"
"Not much, I dread being without you."
"You're not the worst with them, you handle it well."
"But we're the best together, no?"
Before he could've said more, Rose spoke up, "Draco, why do you have butterflies when you're with Harry? Is it because you're in love love with him?"
Draco's shoulders tensed, "Who said that?"
Harry traced his knuckles over Draco's cheeks. He didn't want to lose hope. He wanted to have more than butterflies with Draco, "You said it. None of them are the best with secrets, learn your lesson."
"Yeah, lesson learnt."
"I'm in love love with you, too."
Draco held a hand up, "I'm sorry, I love love you, too but I'm lost here. What is love love? Why isn't it one love?"
"It's love but with more emphasis!"
Harry brought Draco's hand back down and slid a paper ring onto his finger, "Thank you, both of you but why don't you build your lego sets and leave us both for a bit?"
"I've saved all your paper rings, you know?"
"All of them?"
Draco nodded, "I've saved them since the butterfly ring - the one you gave to me in the burrow - and all of them after that."
"You'll have to save more of them from now on."
"I don't mind, I'd save a million paper rings if those are yours."
"Even the butterfly ones?"
"Oh, especially the butterfly ones."
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November 2023: AO3 Wrapped 🎁
A monthly roundup of *some* of my favorite fics of the year.
January | February | March | April, May, June | July | August | September | October | November | December
AITA for being "obsessed" with my childhood nemesis? by @rainstormradish (M, 4K)
I [24M] attended a small boarding school in the UK. There was a boy in my year, a couple of months younger than me, and he became my nemesis after we developed an intense rivalry. My friend [25F] told me recently that our dynamic was "weird back then" and that "it’s even weirder" that I still think about him today. She argued that I talk about him all the time, but I believe the amount I talk about him is reasonable. AITA?
What can I say that hasn’t been said? This is so brilliant and perfect. Another fic this year that does something so clever with its medium and still manages to not distract from its brilliant storytelling and character-driven heart.
Half Sick of Shadows by @starquestingfordrarry (E, 39K)
Harry and Draco have been sleeping together for months, and it's fine. It's enough for Harry.
But when things finally start to feel like the more Harry's been hoping for, a strange tapestry project has him worrying he won't ever get the chance.
I have so many wonderful things to say about this, I was truly moved by the story and the writing absolutely destroyed me. This one already has such a special place in my heart. It’s also worth noting that my original caption was: “Draco is so hot 🥵”.
In the lining of your skin by @maesterchill (E, 9K)
Draco has wanted Harry Potter for as long as he can remember. After he’s attacked and turned by a werewolf he’s placed in a halfway house while he undergoes rehabilitation and training. The fact that the house in question belongs to the object of his desire has all of Draco’s wants rushing to the surface. And it’s almost full moon, so his self-control is stretched paper thin.
*My* self-control was stretched paper thin by this, good god.
I've Got a Beautiful Feeling (Everything's Going My Way) by toomuchplor (E, 3500)
“I’ve got such a boner,” Harry says, voice scratchy, just slitting his eyes open now, turning his head on his pillow to face Draco. “Oh, lovely, good morning to you, too,” Draco says.
Sweet lovely perfection.
the earth from a distance by @andthepeople (E, 15K)
“Well,” Harry said gamely, once they’d managed to find the Leaky Cauldron – still under construction but mercifully open for business – and he’d turned up a few knuts from his pockets, enough to get them a room for the night, “it could be worse.” “Really,” Malfoy drawled. “We’re stuck in the 16th century, with no idea how we got here or how we might go about getting back – pray tell, Potter, how could this situation possibly be worse?”
Instant classic, incredibly fun to read.
The Pile by @b-vul (Not rated)
Why is Harry collecting sticks? Harry doesn’t know.
I lost my MIND over this. Brilliant original absurd in the best way.
What a Fucking Git by @lqtraintracks (E, 2K)
For all anybody else knows, Quidditch stars Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy still hate each other....
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥. I mean. Scorching dialogue, incredible sex, what a fic.
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Day 7: Forbidden forest
Harry and Draco fighting when they should be paying attention...
#harry potter fanart#hp fanart#harry potter#draco malfoy#harry x draco#drarry#fangs#forbidden forest#hp fandom#harry potter fandom#my art#sketch december
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Another day another practice session with cartoony faces.
Draco and Harry bump into each other in the halls.
Pansy (affectionately) over their shit.
#drarry#kay does art#well she tries#having some fun with practicing faces#pansy parkinson#december 2023
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HP Deflower December 2023 Roundup
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Veritaserum
by just_a_whorecrux. Draco/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 782. Underage. Rape/non-con.
Severus should not be working with children; any sane individual can see that. He's cruel, impatient... and opportunistic. If given the chance, he will not let his talents go to waste.
Open Talks, No Talks, and Everything in Between
by CharlotteRhea. Hermione/Ron/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 10,166.
Being open and honest is hard in a normal relationship already - being in a threesome doesn't make it any easier.
I Put a Spell on You ('Cause You're Mine)
by toriscrazycorner. Draco/Harry. Rated: E. Words: 977.
The most dangerous thing Draco Malfoy had set his eyes on was Harry Potter.
The Gifting Room
by Ticigi. Regulus/Sirius. Regulus/Rodolphus. Sirius/Rodolphus. Rated: E. Words: 4,469. Underage. Rape/non-con.
Yule turned out to be twice the fun Rodolphus expected.
Sweet Nothing
by danpuff. Harry/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 7,080. Underage.
It's up to Harry to save the day, as always. This time that means getting married and getting fucked.
Left Spellbound
by lumosatnight. James Sirius/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 1,470.
“It’s my first time,” he says. “I’m a little nervous.”
KEEP OFF THE GRASS
by nocturn. Marcus/Oliver. Rated: E. Words: 4,462.
It’s six in the morning, and Marcus is fucking livid.
The Quidditch pitch is closed.
The pitch is closed—for Salazar knows why—and Marcus skipped breakfast and choked down that horrible pre-workout boost potion that always makes his chest feel like it’s housing a swarm of pixies and for what?
He glares at the scene, the mocking sunrise and the shimmer of dew and the specks of pollen dancing in the air.
And the stupid fucking sign saying it’s “dangerous.”
Or something.
He doesn’t actually read it.
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Happy No Interruptions Day 🙅🏻♂️!
The final prompt of 2023 (!!!!) was sent in by @joonkorre! We hope you are all Satiated!!
Happy Writing, and Happy New Year!
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Weasley Christmas
Word 8: The Weasley burrow
"You're up early, Harry." Ginny said as Harry came down from the stairs.
"Yeah. Habit recently, I guess." He replied as he entered the kitchen where she was and sat down on one of the chairs.
"Coffee?" Ginny asked and Harry nodded.
"Why are you up so early?" Harry asked as he took the cup of coffee from her and thanked her.
She shrugged, "Habit I guess."
Harry nodded and took a sip from his coffee.
"You're missing Draco, right? That's why you can't sleep." Ginny said after a while.
Harry groaned and propped his chin on the table, "Is it that obvious?"
Ginny laughed a little and nodded, "Very, but I don't blame you. It's okay if you miss him and if you can't sleep around without him. It's a sweet thing."
"Yeah but I should be able to. It's been days." Harry groaned.
Ginny smiled at him then playfully ruffled his hair, "You're too much in love, Harry."
"I know." He muffled as he put his hand in his face.
"I really miss him, Ginny and it hurts here." He said pointing to his chest, "and the fact I won't be able to spend Christmas with him, it's just so sad."
Ginny smiled down at him and sat down next to him, "You love him too much, Harry but do you know how lucky you are to have found this? Most people don't find this unconditional love. If not this Christmas, I'm sure you'll spend many more with him and those would compensate for this year and it's so sweet to see you get upset about it but it'll be fine, Harry. You'll be able to sleep at night."
Harry obviously knew she meant the last part as a joke but he wishes it to be be true.
"I hope it gets better than this."
"Want to help with shopping, bake cookies and cake to keep your mind off it?" Ginny asked finally after a while.
Harry thought about it for a moment but then he realised distracting himself was a much better option than sitting and thinking about Draco's absence.
So, throughout the day, they went shopping, bought small gifts, wines, food and what not for the burrow and when they came back they baked cookies and cake and all of this took all day so by the time they were finally done with all of it, it was past 7 in the evening and everyone was getting ready to watch Christmas movie in the living room when then bell rung and Ginny asked Harry to answer the door.
Harry distracted, went and opened the door and for a moment he didn't really believe what he saw until Ginny fazed him back into reality by pushing him towards Draco and practically forcing him to hug Draco.
"You-" Harry muffled as he got embraced in the hug and his voice choked him.
"But you said you won't be back until after New year?" Harry asked as they broke out of the hug.
"Yeah but then Ginny called and I- I just knew I had to come back for Christmas." Draco smiled.
"Thank me later." Ginny sang behind Harry.
Harry couldn't believe himself still and hugged Draco again, "I just- I cannot tell you how happy I am to see you here now. I missed you so much, Draco."
Draco rubbed Harry's back and said, "I'vs missed you, too. I honestly can't survive a day without you either, Harry." He pushed Harry a little behind so he could look at his face and continued, "Harry, I swear I meant it when I said I want to spend all my Christmases with you and all my new years and everything but I did not hold upto my words. I can't do that Harry. I don't want to make promises I can't keep, you mean too much to me and I just can't believe I was going to let some stupid boss dictate me into staying at some place. Nothing is more important than you, Harry. Nothing is more important than my love."
Harry almost tore up and kissed Draco on his lips, gently yet with a stern desire maybe because of not having done it in a while but the urgency to kiss Draco said more than just a kiss, it was all the promises, all the tears, all the happiness he shared with Draco. It was his emotions, it was his feelings, it was his utmost happiness that Draco came, for him.
"Get a room." Ron yelled from behind and they broke apart laughing in each other's embrace.
"Want to celebrate Christmas Weasley style?" Harry asked Draco.
"I'd be glad to." Draco smiled at Harry.
And they did just that. They celebrated Christmas Weasley style and there was no Christmas better than this.
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WIP Snip
Just shared a little summary of my current WIP (here) and yes it is a multiverse fic even though most of the action happens in one timeline! Here's a little snip that references some of the other timelines. Lucius Malfoy has been travelling through other possible worlds and saving his memories of all the universes he visits. Draco finds all the vials of memories and watches them in a Pensieve, and then he uses Legilimency to show Harry all the things he saw. So basically they're seeing all these different versions of themselves in other worlds. Some of these are based on scenes from my marvellous Fandom Trumps Hate bidder's fics.
Before Harry could start mentally stretching himself to look around at all of Malfoy’s memories, Malfoy shoved another chosen vision into the link between them; this time, Lucius (still in his vaguely convincing glamour) was quietly backing away along a dark corridor. Through a gaping archway, Harry could see some sort of version of Malfoy, though his hair was a shining weight of waistlength silver, and he had a rather dashing set of ragged gossamer wings. Harry didn’t quite know what to make of this unMalfoyish Malfoy, who was graceful and somehow feral in a way that real Malfoy never had been, but then he got distracted by a weird version of himself—inexplicably, bafflingly, here in Lucius’s memory—with his hair snarled up like after a Quidditch match, chest bare, and his own set of wings which were more hawkish, less ethereal than Malfoy’s, fine-feathered and swooping out wide from the strong ridge of his shoulders. This winged Harry was smirking at the winged Malfoy in a decidedly unnerving fashion, and Harry found himself hoping he might see them fly, but then the vision faded as Lucius Malfoy reached a distant corner. Then Malfoy was shoving another memory in front of Harry; nighttime, a crowded bar, curved oak lines glowing like lamplight, bottles glinting with promise, this new Malfoy with a string of piercings gleaming all along his ear, a bottle of Tequila in one hand, a tired-looking Harry sitting on a barstool and watching Malfoy intently across the counter.
Then came a series of quieter sort of memories, Lucius Malfoy tiptoeing around the edges of unsettlingly domestic scenes—a Harry with his sleeves rolled up, flour-kissed, in the Manor kitchens; Malfoy seen from a distance at the end of a long polished parquet floor, gliding on rollerskates, almost liquid in motion; Narcissa Malfoy asleep on a blue chaise longue in a blue-papered room with a blue sky beyond blue curtains, a copy of the Prophet on a small side table near her, her hand tucked sweetly under her cheek. The date was 21 April 2006—just a few months ago—but the headline that Harry peered at through the weird filter of the Legilimens had a headline that read The Boy Who Lived No More, and in much smaller typeface below, something about the Malfoy heir perishing in an Auror mission alongside his partner, the beloved Saviour of the wizarding world.
“I don’t know about you,” Malfoy murmured through their mental link, sounding wry even in Harry's mind, “but I don’t feel very dead. Certainly not after I’ve had my morning coffee, anyway.”
“These are… other worlds?” Harry thought wonderingly, and it was only when he sensed Malfoy’s approval that he remembered they were still connected, and he smiled and gave Malfoy a little mental prod of his own.
“More?” Malfoy thought at him, sounding amused, and then there was a rapid patter of memories raining down, Harry barely able to keep up with grasping at the thread of one before it slithered from him and melted into another, each one bright and intriguing and very, very real-seeming.
Malfoy looking pensive in the snow, outside the Manor beside the very folly Harry could see from his bedroom window, two long black hounds moving like waves through the drifts towards him; Malfoy in the ballroom of the Manor, seeming to glitter under the lights of the chandelier in some sort of silvery robe the same colour of his eyes, Lucius Malfoy glamoured and hidden by the crowds of partygoers, his eyes on Malfoy who was warily watching a tense-looking Harry across the room; a small boy Harry didn’t recognise, blue hair falling into his eyes, scowling at Malfoy across a chessboard as they sat in the small sitting room near the Orangery; Malfoy, seen in secret through the half-open study door, in what looked like a very expensive Muggle suit, talking into a mobile phone, huge tv on the wall mutely tuned into some endlessly scrolling news channel. “My constituents won’t stand for it,” he was saying, though he was smirking in a sort of fond way that transmitted into his voice, so Harry was sure whoever he was talking to could hear it.
“Notice any connection?” real Malfoy thought at Harry while more memories shuffled on past, flashes of images of pale Malfoy hair against heavy wood furniture, a white peacock, the bridal sweep of tailfeathers behind it, but seen from the air as though Lucius Malfoy was on a broom, and then the heavy fragrant heat of the Orangery again, only this time it was just Harry there, his hair hanging almost to his waist, wearing only some soft, low-slung trousers and eating a handful of cherries. Harry could feel himself blushing, getting distracted by the sight, thinking of Lucius Malfoy with his changed face, hiding there behind some tree and watching this other Harry who, for some reason, was strutting topless around—
“The Manor?” Harry shouted, and abruptly the stream of memory-sharing stopped as Malfoy jolted himself out of the Legilimens link with surprise. “That’s it, isn’t it? All these memories Lucius stored—they all take place here.”
“Precisely,” Malfoy said. “There are a few others that I’ve seen where he goes further afield—“ Harry thought of the one he had seen back at HQ, with Lucius Malfoy staring upwards at the massive bronze statue of Harry in the Ministry atrium, the feeling of mortification and curiousity mingled “—but in all of those, he started out here. I think the Manor is his fixed point, somehow—his base camp, as it were.”
“His base camp for what, though?” Harry thought he sounded a bit petulant, but he was still foggy from the lingering dreaminess of the Legilimens link, the slightly uncomfortable feeling of slipping in and out of thoughts that weren’t his own.
“Well,” Malfoy said, sounding almost pleased about it. “For his time travel, of course.”
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going insane about narcissa right now but also what's new
#if i was doing character of the month december would definitely go to narcissa#i can't shut up about her#the other day i met up with my friend after a while and we talked mother issues for an hour then i was like#narcissa now:)))#she's a drarry i think i can pull her in
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Fic Recs Wrap Up - December 2022 ｡ﾟ✶ฺ.ヽ(*´∀`*)ﾉ.✶ฺﾟ｡
At the end of our world by gnarf @gnarf
It took three days before the first hints were on the news, and a week before Harry spotted the first Infected on his own street. A month until there was no chance of stopping the panic, and six weeks until the government and Ministry fell. Then the TV stopped airing anything but a standby with the message ‘Stay safe’, and the world as he’d known it ended forever.
Ten weeks later he got an answer from Hermione. “It spread. There’s no way back. We love you, Harry. Take care.” Rec Post
Kaleidoscope by Saras_Girl
If Harry’s honest, the last thing he needs is a house full of Draco Malfoy, but partners are partners, and perhaps, the thing he wants the least will turn out to be absolutely everything. Rec Post
Loverboys by corvuscrowned @corvuscrowned
As post-war violence and tensions rise, it seems as if there’s no hope to unify the wizarding world. Except, maybe, a manufactured relationship between resident Saviour Harry Potter and known purveyor of the Dark Arts Draco Malfoy. (The fact that they detest each other is beside the point.)
But as Draco’s unrelenting mind games begin to wear him down, Harry has to remind himself that it’s all fake. The relationship is fake. The affection is fake. The pet names, the romance — even the engagement photos are fake.
But there’s something in Draco’s kiss that might just be real. Rec Post
The Truth About Love by waterwings @amywaterwings
In which Draco is a high-powered magical divorce lawyer and Harry is the Unspeakable assigned to seduce him. It goes as well as one might expect. Rec Post
Merlin’s Kitchen by Writcraft @writcraft
Merlin’s Kitchen is a shit nightclub but having sex with Harry Potter might improve things. Rec Post
1,000 Points From Gryffindor by @blithelybonny
The story of how Harry Potter single-handedly lost Gryffindor the House Cup while attempting to have a “normal” year at Hogwarts. Featuring Harry’s suspicious nature turned up to eleven again, a new DADA teacher who is so not here for Harry’s fame, multiple detentions, Slytherins being sneaky, Hufflepuffs being sneakier, and the mystery of Draco Malfoy’s hoodie because seriously Hermione who gave that to him and is he wearing it just to torment me? This is ridiculous! Rec Post
The Secret Keeper by fools_errand
written by @the-fools-errand with art by @razielim
On Halloween 1981, Albus Dumbledore made a decision that would change the course of history, concealing Harry Potter’s survival at the hands of Lord Voldemort underneath a Fidelius Charm. But when Harry comes of age in the Muggle world, Dumbledore realises too late that the fate of the world may depend on a boy who has never held a wand.
An unlikely team assembles to teach him everything he needs to know before the charm runs out, but only one of them knows the truth behind the Dark Lord’s return to power. If it were anyone else, Draco would have no problem turning them over to the Death Eaters, but there’s something about this certain bespectacled idiot that has him questioning everything he’s ever known.
Will Draco seal the fate of the wizarding world by uncovering the Chosen One or will Harry save Draco from a fate of his own? Rec Post
Feather by shushu_yaoi_lj @orange-peony
Green eyes greet Draco when he arrives at the school gates, ready to start his new job as a Hogwarts professor after spending ten years in France.
“Hey,” Potter says, waving at him as he approaches. “We weren’t expecting you until the start of term.”
Draco is speechless.
What the fuck is Potter doing at Hogwarts? Rec Post
Chasing Shadows by manixzen @manixzen
The murder of Lucius Malfoy seems impossible—no cause of death, no traces of spell-work, no potions in his system. The only leads Harry and his partner have are the trail of missing wizards the deeper they go. That and the help of the victim’s estranged son who now spends his time bartending at a queer-friendly Muggle pub.
A case fic featuring a closeted Harry Potter, an out-and-proud, tattooed Draco Malfoy, and a murder mystery that seems to lead to more questions than answers. Rec Post
Here are a few more fics I've read recently that y'all might like to check out as well! (ﾉ^ヮ^)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧
All I Want For Christmas (Is For You To Stop Talking) by Femme (femmequixotic) @femmequixotic, noeon (noe) @noeeon
The Niffler’s Garden is the most prestigious wizarding nursery school in England and has been for the last century or more. Harry Potter’s boys are both enrolled as pupils at the Garden. When he volunteers to assist with the Yule pageant, he has no idea that he’ll be working closely with another parent, Draco Malfoy. Although they haven’t seen each other much since their own school days, Harry faults Malfoy for not being a hands-on dad to little Scorpius. Will the intense weeks of preparation fan the fires of enmity or something else entirely? Rec Post
Butterflies in Winter by Justlikewriting
Of course Harry had known that Malfoy’d been sent to Azkaban, but, to be honest, since the trials Harry hadn’t really thought of the git at all anymore. A random visit to Slug and Jiggers was about to drastically change that, though.
And whose exactly were those letters that Harry found there?
You Know the Feeling by iota @sorrybut-blog
Harry waits, but the hex never comes. In the mirror, Malfoy’s eyes dip shut, and he lets out a soft sound that goes right through Harry, heat rising in his body, pushing out against his chest.
Malfoy turns slowly, careful not to dislodge Harry’s hand. He swallows, Adam's apple bobbing, then speaks, his voice low. “Don’t start something you won’t finish.”
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Harry’s not sure why he’s started hooking up with Malfoy. Boredom, or the heat of the summer, maybe. Whatever it is, it’s nothing too complicated. Right?
Paper Rings by lettersbyelise @lettersbyelise
When Harry’s in need of a divorce lawyer, he has no choice but to turn to the best in the trade. Draco Malfoy’s reputation for discretion is flawless, and his track record for winning cases is close to perfect. But he’s also ruthless, passionate, and as infuriating as ever, and the brief relationship he and Harry had in Eighth Year still feels painfully fresh despite two decades spent apart.
What Harry and Draco used to be is all in the past. And surely they can work together in these new, emotionally charged circumstances without falling in love all over again… can’t they?
The Trouble with Wanting by waldorph @waldorph
Draco Malfoy is cleared of all charges; this is what happens next.
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I hope you enjoy these fics as much as I have! Happy reading, y’all & I hope 2023 is good to you!
Happy New Year!
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This is written for the song “The Light” by Sara Bareilles from @drarrymicrofic
Word count: 143
Drarry microfic: alright
Cw: implied mpreg
The blanket was wrapped securely around his shoulders, the warm mug full of tea warming his cold hands. Outside, the clouds hid the bright winter sun, small drops of rain sliding down the window he was staring through.
He didn’t know how long he had been there. But when a pair of arms wrapped around him from behind, a stubbled chin resting on his shoulder, he assumed it had probably been quite a long time.
“I can hear you thinking all the way from the kitchen.” Harry’s voice was soft, soothing. Just the thing he needed. “Tell me what’s on your mind.”
Draco sighed deeply, leaning closer to Harry’s warmth. “Nothing,” he said quietly. And then, “Everything.”
Lips brushed against the tender skin of his neck. “We’ll be alright.” His hand moved towards Draco’s stomach, laying there protectively. “We’ll all be alright. Always.”
Prompt from December 16th
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