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coffeedrgn87 · 2 years

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The first time Teddy runs into the living room—wearing that daft Muggle Halloween costume you bought him—howling like a wolf that hasn’t been fed in a month, my heart genuinely stops. I know the mask is fake, I know it’s little Teddy underneath all that black fluffy fur, but he still terrifies the crap out of me…not that I let him know. Nope. After seven years of dating The Saviour, I’ve found a smidgen on Gryffindor bravery inside myself, though I will never admit that to your face. So, I ignore the near heart attack my little cousin just gave me and instead pick him up and fly him around the room until the squeals and laughs, flailing his arms and kicking his legs. It makes you laugh too, so much, and my heart soars at the sound of it. It’s beautiful to hear you laugh.

The second time Teddy scares the living daylights out of me, we’re in the kitchen. You’re trying to concentrate on some Quidditch strategies, but I can tell you’re pretending not to fall asleep. Teddy’s rendition of the Werewolf Rock has me drop the stirring spoon into the pot of bubbling tomato sauce. It splashes all over, creating a gigantic mess and ruining my light-blue cashmere jumper. I bought it just for you. You always say that colour brings out my eyes, so I wear it often, always. The noise gets your attention, and when you look at me you’ve got that fond smile on your face, the one that makes me weak at the knees.

The third time Teddy wears that ridiculous costume, we’re all outside in the garden. You’re sprawled out on a deck chair, counting clouds, and I’m hiding in the shade. It’s way too hot to be out in the blistering sun, not that you’d agree. And apparently neither does Teddy. The fur costume doesn’t seem to bother him in the slightest. He charges at me, howling and pretending to claw his way over to me, though this time I’m ready. Instead of jumping half a mile out of my skin (which is what Teddy expects), I chase the little rascal around the garden. He squeals and runs, zigzagging across the lawn. You lift your sunglasses and watch, an amused twinkle in your eyes. I deliberately allow Teddy to escape my grasp, but when he starts to get bold, he lunge for him and a moment later, we’re both on the grass and I’m subjecting him to a tickle attack.

He squeals and wriggles and begs for mercy — which I politely ignore, thank you very much. Out of the corner of my eye I notice you. You’re laughing now, eyes dancing, body shaking. There’s something about me, a snobbish pureblood wizard in designer clothes, rolling around the grass with an eight-year-old. It sets you off like nothing else does. Your laugh is real, genuine, and it melts my insides. So, mercy for little Teddy. I swoop him into my arms and we join you on the deck chair. I kiss you and Teddy pulls a face, telling us we’re disgusting and can we please snog elsewhere.

You reach out to pull some grass from my messy hair and we share a look, have a conversation without words. A moment later, we both kiss Teddy’s cheeks, you his left and I his right. He squeals, wriggles away, slides off the deck chair and runs into the house. We both laugh now. Our next kiss is a little less innocent and as you pull me closer, I realise that what I love most about you is being able to make you laugh. Your happiness is everything.

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olivers-cocoapuffs · 10 months

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Drarry with Teddy <33

#yes im writing the new dear diary chapter #FINALLY #draco malfoy #harry potter #drarry #teddy lupin #golden trio #silver trio #harry x draco #drarry raising teddy

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rockingrobin69 · 9 months

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Colour-full

It was the hottest Saturday in July and Teddy had been climbing the actual walls before Harry broke and said, “Okay, okay, to the park then.”

(The wall thing was new. Ron said it was quite ‘Spider-Lad’ of him; Hermione laughed so hard she kinked her neck. Teddy’s magic, still so new and boundaryless, often manifested in ways that were either literal, or just plain wild).

And so to the park they went. To ride the stupid ‘pirate ship’ (“just one more time!”) and chase after dogs (“Teddy, no, it’s their ball!”) and get ice cream (“Please please please Uncle Harry”). Harry was, at his core, a big softie, and for Teddy all the more; so, yes, he located the nearest stand, and marched to take his place in the queue with all the resolve of a godfather on a mission.

Waited a veritable ever with Teddy’s order on repeat in his mind (chocolate with strawberry syrup, chocolate with strawberry syrup) until he was face to face with the ice cream display and—oh no, he felt faint.

Draco Malfoy should not be allowed to wear magenta.

Not because he looked bad, per-se (he looked ridiculous, like, fuck-me, ridiculous. With the hat, magenta, and the uniform, magenta, with his hair and his nose ring and a thick black choker). Mostly because the effect was a bit much, and Harry lost his ability to form speech when grey eyes finally deigned to grace him with a look.

“What can I get you, Sir?”

Blinked and blinked and sweated and blinked. “Malfoy,” Harry tried. “It’s me.”

“Indeed. So, ice cream, or…?”

Like a kick to the shin. “What? It’s—what are you even—it’s me. Harry Potter. Your, er, I mean, what are you doing selling ice cream in my park?”

One pierced eyebrow hitched. “My apologies. I wasn’t aware they’d made it your park.” With an overly-dramatic huff: “am I still allowed to work here, Mr. Potter?”

“What?” was really all he could give.

“Tell you what. Why don’t you order your ice cream, I’ll get it for you, and even refrain from spitting in it, as a personal favour. Then off you go on your merry little way and maybe get a new shirt because, sorry to say, but this one is painful on the eyes.”

“This shirt is painful on the eyes?” Harry growled, pointing at the magenta uniform, the magenta hat, the magenta backdrop of the cart.

“You’re right. Probably not the shirt. The face attached to it seems to be the problem. Now, Potter, there are people behind you, and it’s hot as fuck, so. Ice cream or sod off?”

For the longest moment he considered sodding off, but Teddy was sitting on that bench and looking very hopeful, and—charming little bubbles in rainbow colours all around him? Shit. “Erm, chocolate with raspberry syrup. Please.”

“Always were a man of high tastes,” Malfoy smirked, but he gave Harry a couple of scoops and a generous dousing of syrup, then charged him something exorbitant, then winked. Harry—had no time to deal with this.

Running back to Teddy (“hey, buddy, so, those bubbles, are you making them on purpose or…?”) with an already-dripping ice cream cone and a strange, swooping feeling in his belly (not hunger). By the time he’d spelled Ted’s hands clean, he already forgot about Malfoy and the whole thing.

Only remembered that night after bedtime. The back of his eyes when he shut them shone oddly magenta.

Went to the park the following week without Teddy (spending some time with Remus’s cousin). On his own, in a fairly-nice shirt and smart shoes. Not because, erm, just, he had to make sure. Right? Had to make sure.

The cart wasn’t where Harry’d seen it last week. Possibly he imagined the whole thing? He was overheated and terribly sleep-deprived. But on his way back to the car park, a different ice cream stand, where the staff seemed to be dressed in neon-green, and one of them was flipping Harry off.

Oh. It felt just like that in his chest: an oh. There he was.

Marched over with wholesome indignation, fist ready for the shaking. But Malfoy stepped out of the cart, leaning in its shadow. “Back for another go? We’ve got a new apple-kiwi flavour.”

“What happened to the,” big hand gesture, “magenta place?”

“Hmm? It’s still there. I just think green’s more my colour,” head titled back, long throat bare. “What do you want, Potter? Don’t tell me you came here for ice cream.”

“What if I did?” asked Harry, who didn’t.

Malfoy sighed. His eyes opened, large and startling. “Then I’d recommend you get in the queue and leave me the fuck alone.”

“And—” hand reaching out to stop him, no, Malfoy can’t leave, that’s not how this worked, “and what if it wasn’t ice cream I came for?”

“Then you need to make a decision. If it’s a brawl you want, you’d have to wait till after my shift. If it’s—something else,” suddenly he was very close, huffing warm breath on Harry’s face, “then you should really get here earlier.”

“What? Why?” paralysed by the proximity, buzzing on Malfoy’s sharp smell, apple and citrus and—kiwi?

“Potter, this is the ice-cream world. First come, first serve.” And he was off, back to the cart with his choker and his arse, for which such tight trousers should be made fucking illegal. Put his arm around his coworker, winked again. Harry didn’t like it, didn’t know what to do with the whole thing, with any of it. Took himself back home and sulked at the walls until too late at night.

Decided. It was even fairly easy. Fell asleep and dreamed of a forest, of the sea.

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“Brawl,” he announced when he finally found Malfoy, now wearing all yellow. “I want a brawl. You need to be punched, and I could take a few kicks, I reckon. Let’s brawl.”

“Hurray,” Malfoy smiled. “I finish at six. Meet me behind the pirate ship. And, Potter, you should probably wear something a little less nice if fisticuffs is what you’re going for.”

Not grinning (Malfoy thinks his shirt is nice?) Harry went back home, made lunch for Teddy, dreamed a little with his eyes open. Cleaned the debris of the cabinet Ted’s magic accidentally exploded, releasing candy flying everywhere, changed into joggers and a tee.

“Where are you going, again?” asked Ron, who came by to babysit. He settled down in the living room with a hand on the remote and the other around a huge bowl of popcorn.

“Nowhere special. Just a little walk in the park or something. Going to watch the new Spider-Lad?”

“Paw Patrol!” Teddy exclaimed, his whole face a toothless grin.

Ron rolled his eyes. “Paw Patrol? Again? Teddy, there’s a whole world of cinematic goodness for us to discover, and Auntie Hermione still thinks I’m full of it but there are whole films about animals who can talk!”

“Full of it,” Harry said.

“Shut up, mate, I’m serious! What do you say, Ted? A lion that can sing, or those pup detectives again?”

“Paw Patrol!”

“Okay. Paw Patrol it is.” A desolate, commiserating look to Harry: “Honestly, what is it tonight? You can’t stop smiling.”

“Nothing, nothing, I promise.” Nearly ran to the park, was there well before half-five, antsy and giddy and nervous. Walked around and around in circles, oblivious to the kids and families and shouts from the pirate ship. To anything that wasn’t—

Malfoy appeared, still in yellow, making him look slightly sallow and lanky. Coming closer. Harry’s heart was rioting in his chest, was going to deafen him.

“You came,” Malfoy said. He looked pleased. It was shaded behind the ride, a grassy area empty of trees. Malfoy dropped his backpack to the ground, pulled something out of it. Still crouched: “Do you want to count us down, or…?”

“Erm. Sure.” Harry’s never really done it like this before. Scheduled like a play-date or something. Malfoy was still on his knees near the bag. “Three… two… one?”

What attacked him was too soft and too cold to be hands—oh, Malfoy just dumped ice cream on his head, quickly melting into his hair, sticky down his throat, under his shirt. Tongue darting out to taste it: yuck, lemon.

“Bastard!” Harry cried, half-blinded with the soft substance, lunging at him with his eyes closed: “come here, you fucking, arsehole, let me,” found Malfoy’s hair and pulled. “You think this is funny?”

“Ow, ah, ha ha,” fucker, he really did, folded nearly in two in Harry’s arms, “it, gods, just too much—”

“Yeah? How would you like it if I,” scooping a dollop out of his hair and shoving it in the general area of Malfoy’s face, hopefully where the choking sounds were coming out of.

“Potter, stop, stop, I can’t,” laughing like a maniac, not even trying to kick Harry off. “Potter!”

Harry somehow managed to shove them both to the grass, where they’d started rolling, sticky and covered in horrible melting cream, both of them swimming in it, both of them laughing. “You’re such a git,” smearing as much as he could on Malfoy’s face, on his uniform, on his neck. Climbed atop him and pinned him down, laughing, laughing.

“You,” Malfoy sputtered, “P-otter, ha, I can’t, ow, ah—”

“Am I hurting you?” asked Harry, who only earlier today planned on punching him. Slid on top of Malfoy’s slimy clothes until he had one sticky cheek in his hand. “Malfoy, are you okay?”

He was still laughing. “Is this,” his chest heaving, “is this what you, ha, wanted?”

“No,” empathetically, laughing too. “You’re a lunatic. It’s—grand.”

“Honestly, when you came and, haha, brawl, I couldn’t—” wiping his eyes, it must sting, all this melted ice cream where it really shouldn’t be. “Ow, this was a terrible idea.”

Harry didn’t know if he agreed. Sticking his pinkie finger in the welling of liquid gathered under Malfoy’s collarbone, bringing it to his lips: “It’s actually not that bad.”

“Hmm?” looking up at Harry, those bright eyes. “Yes?”

“Here, have some.” It was half surprising, how gentle his finger was, tracing Malfoy’s bottom lip till it opened. How carefully he fed Malfoy his own ice cream. Half a surprise and half… not.

Malfoy licked his lips, made Harry’s whole body shiver. “Mm. Not the best. Come back tomorrow and I’d give you something really nice.”

“Can it maybe come in a cone?” this hopeful thing igniting in his belly. “You know, like normal ice cream?”

Malfoy was still laughing. Harry could feel it between his knees, where Malfoy’s ribs were shaking. “Sure. In a cone. You chicken.”

“I’m the—” incensed, Harry leaned down to swipe a big lick from Malfoy’s neckline all the way to his jaw. It tasted awful and slightly electrifying. Forgetting all about the rebuke, Harry did it again.

“Po—Potter,” a moan, when Harry sucked the salty-sweet skin. “Potter!”

“Sweet,” Harry said nonsensically. “You—it’s sweet.”

His smile, when it stretched in yucky, sticky lines on his face. Made Harry’s chest sort of spark. “I can be sweet, too. Just you wait.”

When he kissed him, he tasted like lemons.

The next day Teddy accidentally grew a tail and two ears while arguing another rewatch of Paw Patrol. The nice witch from Mungo’s said it was no issue, that they would probably spell off in a day or two. Gave them a very odd-looking hat and advised them to go out and enjoy this brilliant, sunny day.

What else could they do, then, but go to the park?

Walked around and around, rode the pirate ship three times, searched in every ice cream stand until, by total accident: “Potter,” with a tilt of his head. All in blue, a truly unfair sight. “And his little monkey, too.”

“I’m a pup!” Teddy shouted, running towards him. “Paw Patrol!”

“Indeed,” Malfoy agreed with a strange smile. “It’s good to meet you, Edward. I’m—”

“Draco Malfoy!” Teddy already knew? Somehow? “Uncle Harry talks about you all the—”

“Ha ha,” covering the whole little face with his hand, “he’s joking, of course. No, I, erm, probably told him a thing or two about the—ice cream, or something. Teddy, do you want some ice cream?”

“Mm-hmm!” from behind Harry’s hand. Pointing at a flavour that didn’t look much like anything, a blue blurb.

Malfoy nodded, considering. “Excellent choice, young pup sir. Blueberry bubble-gum, coming right up. And for the gentleman?”

Teddy pointed at something that looked even less like it should be edible. Malfoy’s devilish grin told him he was correct in that assessment. “Hmm. Naturally, naturally. In fact, and if I might add—sprinkles?”

Ted started jumping up and down. His hat shifted slightly, showing what now were—

“Oh my,” Malfoy covered his own mouth, and what turned out to be laughter, “blue ears, Edward? That’s not something you see every day.”

Teddy came forward to watch how Malfoy scooped up the ice cream with the big spoon, eyes round. “Can I do that?” he turned to Harry. “Please, please, can I—”

“Why not? Hop in. I’ll show you how to do it so even your Uncle Harry is impressed.” And he guided Teddy’s hand to scoop up Harry’s ice cream, in what had to be at least twenty different health-code violations. “Do you want to do the sprinkles too?”

Was how they all ended up covered in sprinkles, and Malfoy closed off the stand (“smoking break, something, whatever,”) and they took a walk around the park till they found a slightly shaded area.

It really was a brilliant day. Teddy was happy enough even with the weird, itchy hat, and Malfoy was—bright blue. This thing melting in Harry’s chest felt uncomfortably close to ice cream.

On his lunch break the next day, Malfoy was wearing orange. He wondered if it was his ice-cream business, and he’s the one who changed colour every day; or if there truly were so many rivalling stands, each with their own theme. It didn’t matter. None of it did, besides for Malfoy’s lips, which stretched into a smile, and his eyes, crinkling with it too, and his hands, reaching out for Harry.

“So?” he asked when Harry was close enough to take one. “Did I pass. The test. The—dogged deliberation.”

“What are you talking about?” Harry laughed, pulled him closer.

“Teddy, of course! You brought him as your expert judge, I expect. What did he say? Am I allowed to do this?” brought Harry’s hand to his mouth, kissed it. “And, this?” pinched his side painfully.

“Ow! Bastard! I didn’t—Teddy was just off because of the whole, ear thing. I didn’t bring him to judge you or whatever.”

“So why did you come here?” eyebrow rising, rising. With that piercing that made Harry want to lick it. “I mean, there are many other things you could do on a day off, but you keep coming—here.”

“This is my park,” Harry reminded him gently. Malfoy scoffed, turned his face away. “Hey—”

“No, no, you’re right. Your park. I suppose that makes me your employee? Kinky shit, Sir.”

“Malfoy.” Tugged his chin up, made him look. “I keep coming here because I like you. Because you’re deranged and I don’t get you half the time and I like you. Is that enough, or do you want the whole song and dance?”

This half-smile he kept chewing on springing loose. “Ooh, there’s a dance?”

Harry kissed him, helpless with it. “You’re such an arsehole,” into his neck, and today Malfoy smelled like orange blossom and like mango, something addictive and crushing, unbearable. “How do you even,” inhaling deep, deep, “do this?”

“Magic, of course,” Malfoy laughed, and kissed him back.

The problem was it was magic. The problem was Harry couldn’t get enough. The main problem was, he couldn’t remember why that was a problem.

The next day he couldn’t go to the park again (something about staying an hour past his lunch break? Something about barely showing up to work in a week. Something about being an adult and having responsibilities, something silly). Harry texted the number Malfoy gave him, which might have been a joke, or a hoax, didn’t hope for much.

Got a reply a little too quickly. A photo of an ice cream stand, all in pink. Then an emoji with the tongue sticking out. Harry thought: this man is mad, and I might be head over heels for him. Smiled into his coffee cup and thought about what to cook for Teddy tonight. Maybe he’d invite Malfoy over? Maybe it could be a thing. God, could he make it a thing, could he build something out of it, this colourful whirlwind of a spark?

Closed his eyes: everything was pink, like a mouth puckered for a kiss, like cartoon hearts. Decided, and it was even fairly easy.

“You have to try the lavender.”

“Yes, Uncle Harry, try it, try it!”

Harry rolled his eyes, prayed for mercy. “Awfully suspicious, the two of you are being.”

“What! Teddington, I think your uncle just insulted us. Show him how we feel about that.” Teddy tried to pout, but he was smiling too much. “Very good. Now, come on, Harry, we made it especially for you!”

It was purple. The whole cart, the whole world, behind his eyelids and the silly suit Malfoy was wearing. Harry opened his mouth and let them stick a spoon in. Swallowed: lavender. Oddly nice, just a little sweet, just the way he liked it.

“You both are,” Harry tried, couldn’t find the word. Mad and brilliant and purple. “Ach, come here.” Wrapping his arms around all the sticky limbs he could find, this rumbling in his chest still, to this day, close to toppling him over.

It was very colourful, being alive.

In the distance Ted’s bubbles were distinctly purple, too.

For the brilliant @purplehotmess who gave me such a sweet prompt!

#drarry fic #3k #SWEET FLUFF WARNING #Harry raises Teddy #Draco is an ice-cream maker #accidental magic #rockingrobin69

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lucigoo · 3 months

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Weekly Round up 28th Jan -5th Feb 24

Weekly orund up is a bit of a bust this week, didnt get much wiritng done and all my writing got a bit mixed up and umbers forgotte. That however wont be a problem in the future. The amazing, wonderful, fic saving @lordoftherazzles made me tracking spread sheets so im all good forever more 😭😍 (thank you Razzy!) I did however manage a few fics 3) and as always, recs. Ive also decided, that im just going down my recs and they are what they are, and they may be form the same wiriter, or the same fandom, etc. Just whatever we have lol. I tend to go gor tropes and read 20 kid fics, 15 wing fics and then all the afterlife fics etc lol, so dont be suprised if they come in little trope batches. So, fic recs of wonderful fics ive devoured this week! Signs Between Us - brandileigh2003 @brandileigh2003 (deaf Remus, traumatised Sirius and just an amazing little one shot to her bigger fic) good lookin’ - Anonymous - Harry Potter (Sirius/Remus, faous Siirus coming out, crack fic, its fun) Brother - orphan_account - Harry Potter (Gen fic with Fred reunitig with his siblings in th afterlife, its lovely) The Life In Your Years - FivePips - Harry Potter (Sirius/remus, Muggle Au, its so good) A study of Teddy and Sirius - BayleyWinchester (Sirius/Remus getting together, Sassy Teddy for the win lol) Under the Influence - shantismurf - Harry Potter (Harry/Draco, its cute and fun and the kids are funny)

So, my fics now, we have 1) The Last Meeting (Until Arda is Remade) (Implied Bilbo/Thorin, but Bilbo is tired and its time to say good bye to his friends and Middle Earth) 2) Buzzcut Season (Why me mother?) (Gen fic with little Marauders supporting poor Sirius after he gets back from the Summer Holidays)

3)Wait for me in the Aurora Bearalis (Bilbo/Thorin, Bilbo is a red panda and Thorin is a sunbear, Sun bears live a lot longer then red pandas and Bilbo's time is up ....)

#harry potter #wolfstar #Raising Teddy #harry/draco #bagginshield #animal au #walburga's a+ parenting #Goodbyes #weekly roundup

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silverrosesanddragons · 6 months

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Teddy at Pride

I kinda just… forgot to post this. Oops

#teddy lupin #fanart #art #harry potter fanart #harry potter art #teddy lupin art #hp fanart #draco malfoy #harry potter #drarry #draco x harry #Drarry raises Teddy #lgbt pride #pride

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basicallyahedgehog · 2 years

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Waistcoat

It is becoming apparent that 1. our wonderful @coffeedrgn87 can find a prompt in every situation and 2. When a dragon says “please write” a hedgehog scuttles to their write nest as fast as their tiny legs will carry them.

So I present to you “waistcoat” inspired by my sims toddler, my favourite dragon and loosely the @drarrymicrofic prompt “seven”. Teddy centric with background drarry, featuring a genderfluid Teddy.

Seven

Standing in the mirror, Teddy ran through look after look, unable to settle on one for the first time in decades. They were always so sure of themself, always knew what they wanted to look like on any given day. Whether it was short hair or long, masculine features or feminine, dresses or suits, they always knew what they needed.

Except for today

What were you supposed to wear, supposed to look like, for the double funeral of the only parents you had ever known.

They could hear them both in their head, whispering their advice.

“Comfortable and casual,” Harry would say. “No use looking good if you don’t feel it.”

“Suave and sophisticated,” was Draco’s motto. Teddy didn’t think they had ever seen Draco in a pair of jeans, let alone trainers.

Suddenly, as if their fathers had placed the idea into their head, Teddy knew what to wear. Turning to his closet he pulled out a freshly pressed shirt and his favourite waistcoat, along with his comfiest jeans and the trainers Harry had bought him only last month.

Let people say what they liked, Teddy knew that it was what their fathers would have wanted, and that was more than enough for them.

Six

Teddy stood tall at the front of the Church, trying not to let his emotions get the best of him before the ceremony had even started.

But, afterall, it wasn’t every day that you got to officiate your grandchild’s wedding.

He had given himself a tidy haircut today, a silvery blonde so as not to take attention away from the brides. Between that and the emerald eyes he had chosen, he could have passed as the son of the two men seated in the front row. He could tell that they had already noticed, Draco rubbing Harry’s back as the latter attempted to stem his tears.

Teddy and Draco shared a smirk. It seemed that Harry would never grow out of his emotions after all.

A quick check of his watch told him that he had a few more minutes, so he left his post to approach his fathers.

“One last check?”

Draco chuckled, reaching forward to straighten Teddy’s waistcoat and bowtie just as he had so many times before. Harry managed to refrain from ruffling Teddy’s hair, settling for a hand squeeze and “Go get ‘em tiger,” before Teddy returned to the altar, just in time for the procession to begin.

Five

Oscar chuckled as Teddy ran to their closet and began rifling through their waistcoats.

“It’s a hospital, love. No one will expect you to wear a waistcoat.” He ran his hand down his lover’s back. “In fact I’d say they’ll be expecting just about anything but a waistcoat.”

Teddy huffed a laugh as he pulled out his favourite, a deep blue with tiny emerald flecks. “Well, then they don’t know me very well, do they?”

Oscar pulled them closer to him, pressing a kiss to their hair. “I suppose not.”

Teddy kissed their husband, soft and slow, before retreating to the bathroom to get ready.

After all, it wasn’t every day that you met your first grandchild.

Four

Teddy was pottering around the house, tidying here, dusting there. It had been a while since she had had a day as free as this one, and she was enjoying the peace.

The children were at Hogwarts and Oscar had left that morning on some mysterious errand, leaving her to her own devices. Teddy didn’t always enjoy being on her own, but she had needed it today.

Now, however, she had had enough of her own company and was eager for her husband to come home.

As if her thoughts had summoned him, the Floo flared bright green, dying back down to reveal her husband, a satisfied smirk playing across his lips.

“And just what have you done?” Teddy tried to play it straight, to restrain her laughter, but to no avail. She allowed Oscar to sweep her off her feet and dance her around the room, both giggling all the while.

“I brought you a present,” Oscar said eventually, letting go of one of Teddy’s hands to reach into his pocket.

“Maybe I should have asked first,” he said nervously, “but I wanted to give you something that you didn’t expect.”

“I’ll love anything you get…me…” She trailed off as she pulled the paper away to reveal her gift.

Nestled in the folds of tissue paper was the softest, prettiest waistcoat she had ever seen. But more than that, it was cut differently than her others; more generous in the chest, tailored in at the waist.

“Is this-”

“I thought you should have one for every version of you,” Oscar replied softly, gently wiping her tears away.

Forever after Oscar would tease her for the fact that her first words were “I bet even Draco doesn’t have one of these.”

Three

Teddy looked down into Anna’s perfect little face, unable to believe that someone so perfect was theirs. There would always be a part of them that mourned the first three weeks of his daughter’s life, but she was safe now and they and Oscar were going to love her forever.

The door opened softly behind him, and Teddy didn’t need to look away from his daughter to know who it was.

“With her blonde hair and pointy chin, anyone would believe she’s your actual grandchild.”

Draco knelt beside the rocking chair and reached out to run a finger down the baby’s face.

“She is my actual grandchild. You of all people should know that blood doesn’t equal family.”

Teddy huffed a laugh. “True.”

Draco stood for a moment, before kneeling back down, a tiny garment now in his hands.

“I thought she should have one, since you did.”

Two

Teddy had known from the time she was fifteen that she would be wearing a dress at her wedding. Before then, she had wavered between a pretty dress and her beloved waistcoats. But watching her Aunts Pansy, Ginny and Luna sway together at their wedding, each in their own perfect dress, had made up her mind.

Whether Draco liked it or not, Teddy would have the swishiest, softest dress she could find. She had expected Harry to object too, to extol the virtues of a comfy pair of jeans and loose shirt, however he had been her staunchest advocate.

So here she was, a father on each arm, her unruly blonde hair cascading down her back as her dress floated around her feet with each step down the aisle. Oscar stood under the Wealey’s biggest tree, eyes shining suspiciously as Teddy approached. There had been a time where she had doubted this could ever happen, doubted anyone would ever love all of her. But Oscar loved her in a way she had only ever associated with her fathers — quietly, unconditionally, and all-encompassing.

Later, Teddy thanked Merlin for Pensieves, as the whole ceremony seemed to pass in a blur. Before she knew it they were back in the Burrow, rose petals clinging to her hair from over enthusiastic relatives, wrapped up in the tightest hug she had ever received. She let herself sink into Oscar’s embrace, let herself feel every emotion running through her veins. She hadn’t known what to expect in this moment, but it was more than she could have ever imagined.

After both a second and an age, Oscar pulled back, leaving a final kiss on her hair. “I got you something for the party,” he said, running a hand down Teddy’s cheek. “You don’t need to use it, but, well, I thought you’d like the option, at least.”

Stepping aside, Oscar waved to the bed behind him, upon which was laid a pair of wash-worn jeans and the most exquisite waistcoat Teddy had ever seen.

“I know you know this, but I wanted you to really know, today of all days, that I love all of you. The good, the bad, the serious, the silly. The femme and the masc.” Teddy reached out to wipe the tears off her husband’s face.

“I know, silly. And I love all of you too, even the sappy bits.”

Later on, Teddy would dance with her new husband in her soft, swishy dress. But she would bid her parents goodbye in her brand new waistcoat, just as she had on each September 1st.

One

Teddy rifled through his trunk, searching for the perfect first-day-at-Hogwarts outfit. Harry had set out his comfiest jeans and favourite t-shirt, but it just didn’t feel right. He would be meeting the people that he would spend the next seven years with, he needed to make the right impression.

The best impression.

Teddy was so focused on finding the right outfit, he wasn’t aware of the giant mess he was making behind him — nor of the two men leaning against his doorway.

“What’cha up to, Teds?”

Teddy squealed, jumping back to glare at his Godfather, who was trying to hide his own snickers in Draco’s shoulder.

“Trying to find a suitable ensemble for tomorrow,” he replied with all the gravity he could muster.

“Oh, Merlin, he’s definitely your kid,” he heard Harry mutter, which he thought was quite rude. If he was anyone’s kid, it was Harry’s. The fancy certificate in Harry’s office said so.

“What’s wrong with the clothes I got out for you?” Harry asked. “I thought you liked those clothes.”

“I do, for everyday wear.” Teddy was careful to emphasise the correct words, as he had heard Draco do many times. “Draco says you need to dress to impress.”

Teddy was pretty sure there were tears coming out of Harry’s eyes now, which he thought was a bit ridiculous. Sure, Teddy didn’t want to wear the clothes Harry had chosen, but he didn’t think that warranted crying.

Before he could step in, however, Draco had stepped into the room. “Right, let’s find you the best September 1st outfit, shall we?”

In the end, they all settled on a compromise. The next day Teddy boarded the train in his comfiest jeans and favourite waistcoat, and continued to do so for the next seven years.

Zero

Teddy burbled happily on the baby mat, blissfully unaware of the argument happening above him.

“He’s a baby,” Harry hissed. “He needs to be comfortable, not wear that…monstrosity.”

“Monstrosity?” Harry quickly shushed Malfoy, lest Teddy startle and begin to cry. “I’ll have you know that this is the finest infant waistcoat in London! Not that you’d know anything about style, Potter.”

“He’s six months old! He won’t care what he’s wearing!”

“No, but I do!” Malfoy’s gaze softened slightly. “I know you don’t like me, Potter, but the fact is that Teddy and I are related, and Andromeda wanted him to have as much family in his life as possible. I promise I won’t teach him the Dark Arts or anything.” His last words were more rueful than Harry had expected, and he snapped his gaze up to meet Malfoy’s.

“I know you won’t,” he replied softly.

“Additionally, you may be the Saviour, Potter, but you are still an eighteen year old boy. The Wizardgamot needs to believe you can look after Teddy, and thus he must be well-dressed for his Adoption Hearing.”

“I highly doubt some old Wix will care what a six month old is wearing, but fine. He can wear the waistcoat.”

Malfoy preened.

“But, I get to choose the bottoms.”

#baby teddy in a waistcoat is too sweet to pass up #of course draco would I still his sense of dress in his child #poor Harry #raising teddy #teddy/OC #we Stan Oscar in this house #drarry #drarrymicrofic #my writing

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cupofsquirrelfan · 2 years

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What Family is Supposed to Feel Like

@cruelsummer-ficfest is a Harry Potter fic fest running through August that gives users Taylor Swift songs as prompts for the pairing of the user's choosing. I received "Never Grow Up" as a prompt for Drarry and wrote a little something. Hope you enjoy!

Title: What Family is Supposed to Feel Like Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Tags: Kid Fic, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Family, Parenthood, Established Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Married Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Insecurity, Insecure Draco Malfoy, Raising Teddy Lupin, Cute, Cute Teddy Lupin Rating: G Length: 3204 words Read it on AO3!

#draco malfoy #harry james potter #harry potter #draco lucius malfoy #teddy lupin #drarry #draco x harry #harry x draco #parenting #drarry raising teddy #cruel summer 2022

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somanyfandomsblog · 2 years

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I have a fanfic on AO3 called When I Kissed The Teacher!

Here’s a description and I’ll link it below if you want to check it out :)

harry is raising teddy as his own because remus passed. he’s 23 with a 4 year old. now, teddy is starting preschool and harry is nervous enough about that as it is... but then it just so happens that his teacher is one of the most beautiful men that harry has ever seen... what could go wrong?

just a cutsey story that might make your teeth rot!!!

#drarry #harry potter #draco x harry #teddy lupin #teacher draco #harry raising teddy

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bellaxisworld · 3 months

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sharing an extensive fic recommendation list, aka my favorite fics. because everyone deserves to read them <3

all fics are completed & posted on AO3. i am not listing tags or warnings, so please take time to look at those on ao3.

(300k+ words)

Crimson Rivers (author: bizarrestars. Explicit, 865,000 words, non-magical hunger games au, jegulus & wolfstar focused, but main influence are the black brothers.)

Meetings That Start In The Dark (author: writingamarie @writingamarie. Explicit, 656,233 words, magical, marauders at hogwarts & the first war, canon-divergence, jegulus & wolfstar focused.)

Choices (author: Messermoon @sophsicle. Explicit, 624,289 words, magical, hogwarts & the first war, canon compliant, jegulus-centric with wolfstar and jily.)

Best Friend's Brother (author: bizarrestars. Mature, 329,740 words, non-magical modern au, estranged black brothers, sort of coffee shop au, platonic moonwater & prongsfoot, accidentally falling in love with your best friend's estranged brother, wolfstar & jegulus.)

Kill Your Darlings (author: MesserMoon @sophsicle. Explicit, 303,777 words, non-magical college & college hockey au, regulus black-centric, jegulus & wolfstar & rosekiller & marylily & dorlene.)

(100k-299k words)

You Signed Up For This (author: Solmussa @solmussa. Explicit, 293,831 words, non-magical modern-au summer holiday, jegulus & wolfstar & dorlene & rosekiller & pandalily.)

A Black Mass Over Highway Ninety (author: greenvlvetcouch @greenvlvetcouch. Explicit, 243,539 words, non-magical road trip au, pining and they're so in love but slow burn, wolfstar-centric, background jily.)

when you were mine (author: sequinhaze @sequinhaze. Mature, 235,676 words, non-magical modern au, regulus black & jegulus focused, exes to lovers/forced proximity, jegulus raising harry, background wolfstar, narcissa & draco, peter.)

Art Heist, Baby! (author: otrtbs @otrtbs. Mature, 219,117 words, non-magical modern art heist au, sort of slow burn, jegulus centric, wolftsar & dorlene & rosekiller, found family.)

Dear Your Holiness (author: MollyMaryMarie @mollymarymarie. Explicit, 142,264 words, non-magical modern au, church&priest, musician&band, pining, wolfstar, background jily and harry and teddy.)

pink lemonade (author: moonysbookshelf. Mature, 121,120 words, non-magical marauders-band au, jegulus-focused, background wolfstar & rosekiller.)

pathological people pleaser (author: rweoutofthewoods @rweoutofthewoods. Explicit, 114,435 words, non-magical modern au, summer holiday & angst, secret relationship, mental illness, james potter-centric, jegulus focused, background wolfstar & rosekiller & friends.)

(10k-100k words)

The Road Not Taken (author: MollyMaryMarie @mollymarymarie. Explicit, 88,278 words, non-magical au, chocolate shop au, fame/musician au, exes to strangers to lovers wolfstar, sort of forced proximity, background jily and peter.)

sweet poison (author: damagecontrol @imdamagecontrol. Explicit, 76,208 words, non-magical modern au, college au, age gap relationship, professor/student relationship, smut, jegulus-centric, background wolftsar.)

lessen my load (author: moonymoment @mayescapade. Teen & Up Audiences, 73,424 words, non-magical modern/college au, wolfstar focused, meet-ugly, background jily & friends.)

'tis the damn season (author: moonymoment @mayescapade. Teen & Up Audiences, 71,805 words, non-magical modern holiday au, remus & sirius as teachers, wolfstar fake dating, based on a taylor swift song.)

Bird Set Free (author: MollyMaryMarie @mollymarymarie. Explicit, 70,984 words, non-magical au, professional ice skating au, sirius coaches remus, wolfstar.)

Le Mange Dieu et le Dèvoreur de Mondes (author: greenvlvetcouch @greenvlvetcouch, ThisLiminalSpace @thisliminalspacedaydreams. Explicit, 63,050 words, hogwarts & magic, slow burn/falling in love jegulus.)

Worst Case Kid (author: rweoutofthewoods @rweoutofthewoods. Explicit, 42,761 words, non-magical modern au, age-gap relationship, pining, regulus black & jegulus focused, getting together & breaking up & getting together, tolerate it fic, based on a taylor swift song-and other songs, background wolfstar & the black brothers.)

contrapasso (author: damagecontrol @imdamagecontrol. Explicit, 41,788 words, non-magical, supernatural & modern au, vampire hunter regulus black, vampire james potter, jegulus focused, background wolfstar & rosekiller, inspired by the divine comedy.)

call me by my name (author: bizarrestars. Mature, 31,470 words, non-magical modern au, transgender regulus black, transitioning, gender euphoria, jegulus & the black brothers.)

let me wrap my teeth around the world (author: moonema. Mature, 27,316 words, magical hogwarts au, canon divergence, regulus & sirius black are vampires, regulus & jegulus-focused, background wolfstar.)

love, stars, & reasons we don't keep in touch (author: moonysbookshelf. Mature, non magical, canon divergence & modern setting, sad sad sad, angst & grief, jegulus.

i fell hard (in your arms tonight) (author: grimjobs @pupmotif. General Audiences, 17,942 words, non-magical modern au, regulus black & jegulus focused, touch-starved reg, the black brothers.)

Wishes on Stars (authors: TherestheSnitch @theresthesnitch, Quietlemonhush. Explicit, 19,319 words, magic & fairytale au(gods & goddesses in a modern setting), growing up together, wolfstar focused.)

Be silent like deep water (author: her_smile_forges_galaxies her-@her-smile-forges-galaxies. General Audiences, 16,736 words, non-magical modern au, coffee shop au, barista & deaf remus lupin, wolfstar-centric, background jegulus.)

I look for you when I'm lost (author: Halftruths. Not Rated, 15,592 words, supernatural/sort of non-magical modern au, vampire regulus/barista james au, getting back together, soulmates au, jegulus.)

entr'acte (author: avorra @avorra. Explicit, 11,620 words, non-magical au, FWB falling in love, references to Ancient Greek Lore, jegulus.)

heart shake (bend and break) (author: mraudersmoon. Teen & Up Audiences, 10,465 words, best friends to lovers, trans & autistic james potter, trans & autistic regulus black, pining, jegulus.)

(less than 10k)

what's it gonna be? (authors: fensense @alarainai. & industrations @industrations. Teen & Up Audiences, 9,060 words, non-magical modern au, chance meeting, love at first sight, wolfstar, background james & lily.)

we should just kiss (like real people do) (author: moonyslovergrl. Not Rated, 7,875 words, magical/hogwarts, pining & love letters, friends to lovers jegulus.)

touch starved (author: introvertedhufflepuff @iliketoreadstuf. Mature, 4,324 words, magical, hogwarts, jegulus fluff & comfort.)

when you saw that dead little bird (you started crying) (author: calamitoustide @calamitoustide. Mature, 4,315 words, The First War, based on a Phoebe Bridgers song, angst & morally grey jegulus.)

cherry blossom (author: fensense @alarainai. Teen & Up Audiences, 3,736 words, non-magical, modern au, speed run enemies to lovers, neighbors, short & sweet, jegulus.)

if anything here is incorrect, please let me know! i included the tumblrs of the authors that i could find, but please tag the others if you know them! happy reading <3

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Miracles don't exist | Bonus: Nott v Potter

Genre(s): Riddle!reader / Slytherin!reader / kinda slowburn / little happy moments Fandom(s): Harry Potter Pairing(s): Theodore Nott x Reader / Harry Potter x Riddle!reader Summary: Being the Dark Lord's daughter and raised under the strict supervision of the Malfoy's is no easy life. Especially if you start crushing on your father's arch-nemesis, Harry Potter. And that while being engaged to one of his follower’s sons. Warning(s): Violence / Theodore's pov A/n: A small blurb to make the wait a little shorter for a new chapter. This happens in between chapter 29 and 30 [Masterlist] [Mini masterlist] [Playlist]

Theodore Nott is known for not losing his temper. Ever. He tries to stay calm, level-headed and, above all, not lose his temper. He knows the reputation his family has and he's not one to prove his peers right with their whispers and accusations.

But right now? Fuck staying calm. Fuck being level-headed. He's going to fuck Harry Potter up and nobody is going to stop him.

He storms through the hallways of Hogwarts, steam coming out of his ears. How dare that damned blood traitor hurt her. Hex his girl.

As the portrait of Fat Lady comes into view, Theo snatches the nape of a scarlet first-year and drags him towards the painting. "Say the password", hisses Theo as he practically lifts the poor boy from the ground by his robes.

Everyone knows that you don't stand in the way of a raging Slytherin. So, the boy quivers, "Quid Agis", and the portrait swings open.

Dropping the boy, Theo strides into the Gryffindor common room. "POTTER!", he yells out and all the faces in the room snap to him. He spots the bespectacled boy by the fire with his friends, and he makes his way over to him with his fists balled.

Before Harry can inquire why the Slytherin is in their common room, Theo lands the first hit against Harry's face. The boy drops to the ground and Theo jumps on top of him, his fists pounding down.

Yells and screams can be heard from around them. Hands wrap around Theo's arms but nobody can pull him off. Harry tries to fight back. He actually lands a couple of blows. But nothing compared to the damage Theodore Nott does.

Once he has enough, Theo gets up and looks down at the pathetic lifeform that is supposed to be The Chosen One. His nose is broken — both boys have felt it crack under the Slytherin's fists — and is bleeding profusely. He has a black eye and his lip is split. And that is not counting the bruises forming on his cheekbones, chin, and forehead. His breathing is laboured as he stares up at the ceiling.

"If you look at her, try to speak to her, or even as much as breath in her direction, you filthy Half-Blood, I will do the Dark Lord a favour. Stay the fuck away from my fiancé", Theo hisses as he spits on the ground next to Harry's face.

He looks around the common room, at the shocked faces of the students. At last, his eyes land on Hermione. She looks horrified, eyes wide as she is backed up into the arms of Ron.

Theo huffs, shaking the blood off his hands as he turns around and marches out of Gryffindor Tower. He needs to calm himself. He doesn't want her to see him like this. He doesn't want to worry her even more.

Having taken the long way back to the infirmary he sees the two cousins asleep. Draco dragged a chair close to the bed and he has his head dropped forwards, his hand a firm hold on hers.

The dark-haired boy stands at the end of the bed, his hands wrapped around the frame. A hiss leaves his lips as the skin of his knuckles gets ripped open again.

"Teddy?" Her sweet voice is drowsy with sleep and painkillers.

The boy in question hums and walks closer towards her, placing a kiss on her forehead. "How are you feeling?", he whispers, careful to not wake up the other cousin.

A soft whimper leaves her lips as she tries to sit up. Theo quickly helps her, fluffing up the pillow. She looks at Draco next to her. "He looks tired."

Theo wants to retort that she looks worse for wear, but he bites his tongue. She has been looking exhausted ever since last year. It doesn't help that she has to prove to herself that she isn't like the rest of her family. Everybody keeps repeating about her being a Death Eater and Theo can see that it has taken a toll on her mental health. He wonders how many times she has laid awake — or Merlin forbid, has cried herself to sleep.

Theo pulls the covers up and tucks her in. "Go back to sleep."

Without protest, she snuggles into the pillow and soft puffs of breath indicate that she has fallen asleep.

He walks over to the other side and lays a hand on Draco's shoulder. The white-haired boy shoots up, disorientated where he is. But when he spots his cousin he is reminded of what happened.

"It's okay, I'll stay with her. You go to the dorm."

Draco shakes his head, tears in his eyes. "I don't... I don't want to leave her."

Theo sighs and pulls Draco to his feet. "Don't worry. I took care of Potter. He won't hurt her again... You look like shit, go. I won't say it again, Malfoy."

Draco nods dazed. He gives her one last look before he drags himself out of the infirmary. Theo takes place in the chair. He takes his wand out of his pocket and plays with it in his hands.

His hands hurt as dried blood clings to his skin. But Theodore would do it every time he had to. For her. Everything for her.

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what are thee best drarry fics to read in this day and age? I've not read any for a few years and I don't know what's good 🤔

what an incredibly flattering question! i do not know what your tastes run to, but here are a few of my recentish favorites in no particular order. i think these are all m or e, as that tends to be what i go for. they're also properly adults, well out of hogwarts, and the stories are sort of mid length, over 10K, under 100K. make sure you read the tags!

Necro-romance by @thehoneybeet coming in hot!!!! i feel like this is a very very profoundly drarry story. we are fucked up in some of the same ways so let's do weird sex about it. dark, weird, very tender. incredible atmosphere. loved it!!!

In Every Universe by @skeptiquewrites this is like an AU hopping fic where draco is on the run for Reasons, and harry is chasing him. not with state violence in his heart. please come home. EXQUISITE worldbuilding, one of my favorite things about Tee's fics. This fic is so fun and there are also some really heartwrenching moments that i won't even come close to spoiling. god i love it it's so fucking good

Anatomy of a Wolf Heart this fic is orphaned but i actually do know the author very well (and love him with all my heart). this is an amazing draco. he's dealing with some significant trauma on top of what he went through in canon. all i'm gonna say is werewolf draco cinematic universe my beloved. i love this harry, too. compulsively doing the right thing even as it fucks his whole life up. yum.

Home Truths another @skeptiquewrites fic bc Tee's writing got me WEAK. i rlly love the ensemble here!!! harry and draco are both amazing characters whom i adore, but they are also surrounded by other characters who feel so real and so lived in. wonderful worldbuilding as per usual w this author. and. harry is a pro athlete at the peak of his career so uh. he do be inhabiting his physical form. it's sexy okay. damn. Tee has a talent for capturing Draco's drama and prissiness without making him feel like a caricature. i found this story genuinely inspiring for lots of reasons, and i can't say enough good things about it.

Preserving Lemons by @saintgarbanzo (this one is locked to the archive, so you'll need to be logged in to read it) god i love this story!!! food as a love language? gender magic? fucking YES PLEASE. it's nice to see them get out of the typical Stately Homes backdrop (i enjoy that too, but. well i'm not going to go off on a tangent about it now. variety is the spice of life!). lots of sensuality here and a heaping dollop of straight up fucking. i just love this depiction of them. i love draco's offers of vulnerability and harry's diving in face first. LOVE.

A Gift of True Esteem by ME! i am big enough to acknowledge that i write fucking good fic okay!!! hogwarts professors, chronic illness, historiography, gratuitous use of patronuses, fun world building in general. harry has been self-isolating a little bit. burying himself in his work. he has to let himself feel things again. joy, love, pleasure. draco makes him want to.

Names for a House this is also by me bc it's my fuckn list and i do what i want!!! harry is raising teddy lupin after andromeda gets sick (don't worry i do not kill off any old ladies in this fic). harry is also the wizarding world's first novelist. teddy lupin is a budding werewolf about to go off to hogwarts, and harry is not sure how to do right by him. FORTUNATELY harry's erstwhile nemesis and current cursebreaker is also a werewolf and teddy's cousin, and he's more than willing to help out.

#drarry fic rec #apliddell #my mutuals are very talented #it's so cool to like. spend time around people whose art you enjoy #it's like. inspiring!!!

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unleashed-fest · 12 days

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WE'RE BACK!

Hello, you beautiful animals!

We're back for another year of your wonderful furry, toothy, and/or scaly creations! Get your claws ready, send in your prompts, and sign up - we promise we don't bite!

Click bellow to see what this fest is all about and watch this space for the upcoming rules and guidelines!

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Unleashed! is a Drarry + rare pair fest celebrating all pets, animals, and magical beasts!

This is an anonymous fest that welcomes works in which (an) animal(s) must play a significant role.

Animal lover fan creations hold a very special place in our hearts. We want to see Harry raising baby hippogriffs or Draco fretting over his precious peacocks. Give us Teddy teaming up with Charlie to take care of dragons or Ginny and Pansy trying to teach a giraffe how to ballroom dance for some reason. There are so many wonderful concepts and we want to see everything but the kitten sink! Come to think of it, now we want that too!

We will be accepting all Drarry and rare pair* fan creations: fic, art, podfic, and craft.

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Your mods @getawayfox and @stavromulabetaaa

*For the purpose of this fest, a rare pair is defined as any pair, triad or poly relationship, except the first ten on this list. (Yes, drarry is in the first ten but it is an exeption.)

#unleashed fest 2024

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Teddy Lupin Appreciation Reclist

I hope everyone’s already read my gorgeous gift Wield Me by @tackytigerfic because that fic finally inspired me to finish and post this rec list! I’ve been a big Teddy fan since his name came up in the books; thanks to @lqtraintracks I was lucky to get introduced to and fall in love with Harry/Teddy many years ago. Sometimes it’s hard to read them together with other ships because just like Peter Parker, Teddy holds a very special place in my heart and I just want him to be happy and loved 🥹 so to celebrate my long-standing love for this character - which was boosted a hundred times by Tacky’s gift, I thought I’d share my favorite Teddys - both in romantic and platonic relationships - in fic. btw if anyone wants to start a Teddy centric fest let me know!

🏍️ Coming Up for Air by @lqtraintracks (Hardy, M, 2k)

I could have died of it, your tenderness toward me. Instead I decided to live.

🍑 Five Years Since Bimbleswats by tryslora (Tedrarry, E, 4k)

It’s been five years since Bimbleswats, and Draco thinks that is definitely something worth celebrating.

💦 Waiting Under Vain by supergrover24 (Hardy, E, 5k)

Teddy wants to know how sex really should be. Harry can't resist, no matter how much he tries.

🥩 The Lies We Live With by @bixgirl1 (Jeddy, E, 5k)

It doesn’t really count… is almost always followed by a lie, James learns, growing up.

🎨 Surface Texture by @the-starryknight (Hardy, E, 5k)

I've drawn a hundred portraits, but none quite like Harry's. In the early hours of the morning, I lay him bare in charcoal and paper.

👠 When It Alteration Finds by @lqtraintracks (Hardy, E, 7k)

Teddy thinks this is the way to finally get what he wants. But there is more than one way to Harry's heart.

🧁 Holding Out for A Hero by @writcraft (Hardy, E, 7k)

Even as he says no, Harry’s hands push into Teddy’s hair. Even as he protests, his lips connect with Teddy’s. Before Teddy can offer any reassurance his heart’s thumping wildly in his chest and Harry Potter’s kissing him as if there’s no tomorrow.

🐉 On the Same Side by rillalicious (Teddy/Charlie, M, 7.5k)

Teddy is heading to Romania to protest a proposed anti-dragon law. He finds an interesting ally there.

🧅 Shut Up and Kiss Me by @unmistakablyoatmeal (Hardy, E, 8k)

There's a reason Harry walks an extra ten blocks to go to the shops and it has nothing to do with onions. AU.

🪞 Portrait of a Young Girl by @thusspoketrish (Drarry, M, 8.6k)

Recently married, Harry and Draco are tasked with raising a four-year old Teddy, whose emerging gender identity brings up an array of questions, fears, and revelations for them when they realise that Teddy might be transgender.

⚔️ Wield Me by @tackytigerfic (Drarry + hints at Tedrarry, E, 10k)

Draco Malfoy, blacksmith, is renowned through the magical world for his skill and exquisite creations. He could quite easily spend the rest of his days making pretty trinkets for the fae court, and being handsomely rewarded for the privilege. But why take the easy route when instead he could get involved in a dangerous mission with Unspeakable Harry Potter (who also happens to be Draco's... well, he's something, isn't he?). A little story about learning to strike while the iron is hot.

🦆 Hallo Spaceboy by @shiftylinguini (Jeddy, T, 10k)

Or: James kissed Teddy last night. This may or may not be the end of the world.

🧹 Overexposed by @nv-md (Tedrarry, E, 10k)

Teddy never expected to become a model for Nimbus, and he definitely didn't expect any of the adverts to catch Harry and Draco's attention. But now that it's happened, Teddy can't deny he gets a thrill every time he catches Harry and Draco staring, and he's going to do everything he can to keep their eyes on him.

🎸 like the lost lyrics of a song suddenly remembered by @lqtraintracks (Teddy/Bill + Jeddy, E, 11k)

Teddy Lupin, aging rockstar, is making a comeback after his life and career were nearly ruined by an illegal potions habit. Everyone's out to support him tonight. Including the man he's always tried so hard not to love -- as well as the man he's always turned to instead.

⛺️ Good Intent by @maesterchill (Jeddy + past Hardy, E, 12k)

It all starts on the camping trip when James gets his dick out in the tent.

🎾 Game, Set, Match by @writcraft (Hardy, E, 13k)

Teddy is smitten, Harry is lonely and tennis seems like a great way to avoid dealing with this thing between them.

🤝 Team Players by @shiftylinguini (Jeddy + James/Oliver, E, 15k)

Everyone has that one celebrity they’d move heaven and earth to get between their legs, and James Potter is no exception. He just never anticipated that number one on his Freebie List would end up in the same room as him, let alone would make the first move. But lucky for James, Teddy is a team player―well, he probably is, especially with what James is suggesting.

🍨 The Strongest Affinity by eidheann (Drarry, T, 17k)

Trouble finding a wand for Scorpius leads Harry and Draco to something they never imagined.

🦋 Meet Me at Midnight by @the-starryknight (Drarry, T, 57k)

Harry was beginning to wonder if he’d ever make anything again when Malfoy stormed through the door of Harry’s furniture shop. Now Harry’s got an impossible Ministry commission to finish, and even less energy than ever to deal with his elusive muse. That is, until he stumbles upon the surreal and beautiful world of a mysterious fae creature…

🌳 By the Grace by lettered (Drarry, T, 140k)

Harry is an Auror instructor. Malfoy wants to be an Auror.

#teddy lupin my beloved #hp rare pairs

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drarryspecificrecsdaily · 4 months

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2023.12.18

Complete fics posted on AO3 this day

1. Holly and Hawthorne by newshapes8 [T, 4k]

►Trapped in a cabin during Christmastime, Draco and Harry are forced to confront their feelings.

2. Memos of Originality by @xx-thedarklord-xx [T, 2k]

►Harry owns a publishing company, and his best employee is Malfoy, who sends daily updates from home, but doesn't realize that Scorpius sends his own daily updates to Harry through the Floo every morning. And Harry? Well, he knows exactly what to do with them.

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Fest/Exchange

★ Wheel of Drarry Mini-Exchange Secret Santa 2023 | @drarrymicrofic

Help! I'm a Hopeless Romantic! by Anonymous [M, 14k]

Take A Stab At It by Anonymous [E, 3k]

Teddy's Timetable by Anonymous [T, 1k]

4. A Hand To Hold (in the dark) by Anonymous [T, 5k]

►It started small. It didn't end that way. A quick tale of falling in love while you piece yourself back together. ★ Harry/Draco Owlpost 2023 | @hdowlpost

5. Say It Out Loud by Anonymous [E, 11k]

►Eighth year was bollocks, as far as Draco could tell. ★ Harry/Draco Owlpost 2023 | @hdowlpost

6. To catch a star by @myrtlefics [M, 1k]

►“Of course I came, Potter.” He swung his broom at his side and raised an eyebrow to the precise angle most apt to get Potter flushing. [...] ★ Frottage Cottage FFF

7. We're All Mad Here by Anonymous [T, 4k]

►Draco Malfoy, a doctor, pays a visit to his boyfriend Harry Potter on Christmas Eve. Harry has been placed in a Psychiatric Hospital for delusions of a magical world. Harry Potter, an Auror, pays a visit to his boyfriend Draco Malfoy on Christmas Eve. Draco has been placed in a Psychiatric Hospital for delusions of a wholly muggle world. ★ Yuletide and Mulled Wine Fest 2023 | @yuletide-and-mulled-wine

8. À Bon Chat by Anonymous [E, 35k]

►Draco Malfoy didn’t intend to lead a life of crime after the war. It’s just that being good had turned out so incomprehensibly boring. Now he's thirty-five, a fully redeemed member of society, the darling of the wizarding social pages, and a newly minted consultant for Gawain Robards' Investigative Research division. In his spare time, he enjoys good whisky, casual sex, and moonlighting as an art thief. [...] ★ H/D Erised 2023 | @hd-erised

#drarry #drarry fanfic #drarry fic rec #harry potter #draco malfoy #daily list #2023 #2023.12

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atlasdoe · 12 days

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Things that The Marauders fandom say that pisses me off

warning: i will not be holding back. if you are sensitive do not read. feel free to disagree or anything in the replies but don't be a dick

i'm only doing this cause i'm bored and have a lot of rage in me

also just to be clear if we're mutuals then i'm not on about you :)

"It's so sad that one of the only things we have in cannon is the prank"

or something along those lines. If knowing that the prank is cannon makes you upset then I have some great news for you. Nobody cared about the prank in cannon!!!! it's literally just another Tuesday for the Marauders and not once does anybody lose any friends or hold any grudges about it!! yay, now you can sleep at night!

"Dumbledore raised an army of children twice"

I've already spoken about this before but for anyone who wasn't here please know that this is a lie! Neither time did Dumbledore raise an army of children. You had to be an adult to join The Order and although the Marauders were young they were not children. As for everyone else, their ages are not confirmed. We are the ones who made Marlene and Dorcas the same age as them. For all we know The Marauder's could've been the youngest in the Order by far. As for the DA, Dumbledore literally had no part in that. It was Hermione, Harry and Ron who made the DA. All Dumbledore did was take the blame for it because they named themselves after him

"Dumbledore could've helped Regulus, Evan and Barty"

Firstly it amazes me how these three are the only Death Eaters yall have any sympathy for. I understand Regulus to a point considering we only really hear good things about him from Kreacher but with Evan and Barty genuinely what makes them so special?? Evan is in the exact same pool as Wilkes and y'all don't give a shit about them. Also Barty helped resurrect Voldemort and tortured Frank and Alice. Either way regardless on if you like them or not trust me when i say that if they would've gone to Dumbledore for help he would've helped them. When have we ever seen Dumbledore turn somebody down because they were a Slytherin. This man literally tried to help Draco as he was about to kill him and help the Death Eaters take over Hogwarts. Dumbledore doesn't know everything and he's never passed on the chance for a new spy.

"This fandom is misogynistic for making Lily/Tonks bad mothers/surrogates"

Fanfiction does not equal headcannons. Just because Lily or Tonks are bad mothers in a fanfiction does not mean that the author dislikes them or thinks that they're a bad person in cannon. Also reading about your favourite ship raise a child is a very common trope in fanfiction and as much as Harry and Teddy are Lily and Tonks children they are also James and Remus'. James and Remus are just as responsible for their children and I see nobody batting an eye when the roles are reversed. On top of all of this, Lily and Tonks were young mothers and it's very likely that they would make mistakes or in other universes not be as good as they were in cannon. That does not make them bad people nor does it make them unworthy of being liked. If you don't like it, don't read it cause i know that nobody is saying that Regulus and James raised Harry in cannon.

"Marlene/Dorcas/Mary/Evan is so underrated!"

No they're not. They're mentioned like once or twice. If anything they're incredibly overrated. Nothing wrong with that. Just facts

"Jily is dying out because people are scared to go against Jegulus"

Don't make me laugh. Jily is one of the only cannon ships we have they are literally the blueprint to the entire series. Jily is not dying out, you're just seeing more Jegulus posts because you keep interacting with them and fucking up your own algorithm in order to argue with people in comment sections

"[Insert ship here] need to stop hating on [Insert another ship here] (same with characters)"

I remember one time in the Riverdale fandom when a Bughead shipper did an interview with a magazine pretending to be Lili Reinheart and told this magazine that Bughead will be cannon just to piss the Barchie shippers off. Y'all would not survive "real" fandoms. Just because somebody doesn't like your ship does not make it hate and even if someone does say something like "Jily is trash and I hate it" so fucking what?? it's one person and trust me there is another room on the internet for the both of you. I don't even think I've seen anyone truly post hate about a ship since 2020 when i was in the instagram fandom and the Wolfstar and Blackinnon shippers had each other by the throat

"Jegulus came out of nowhere and I don't understand why people ship it"

Jegulus has been around for as long as i have (2018) and at least to me it's very obvious why people like it. It's the best friends brother, opposite sides of the war, secret relationship, forbidden romance tropes that people love. it's not that hard to understand. And as I said before we know just enough about Regulus to get some sense of what he was like but not all of the bad parts.

"Sirius was tall but Remus was TALL"

There's nothing necessarily wrong with this. I just hate it. Especially if you're commenting on somebody's post about how Sirius is canonically tall. Half the time, unless they say it themselves, they don't think that Remus is taller and don't care if you do

that's all i've got for now. i may do this again :)

#the marauders #harry potter #the marauders era #marauders #wolfstar #remus lupin #james potter #jegulus #sirius black #regulus black #evan rosier #barty crouch jr #lily evans #albus dumbledore

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