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impyssadobsessions · 6 months
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Harry takes in stray kids
I've been on a harry potter kick... as y'all may have seen >>' HPMA has lit that fire again.. plus stress of work making writing hard so I've felt guilty looking at dpxdc content right now. ANYWHOO I has a funny idea. It is drarry. Harry and Draco have an established relationship already. (Non epilogue compliant.) Draco at home enjoying his book, already upset as time has come for Harry to disappear for months on in as he is now the DADA professor. Its still summer but Harry is doing some work before school to give muggleborn kids their letters and explain the magical world. So imagine Draco's utter shock when Harry comes home with a kid. "First day on the job and you kidnapped a child?!" "I did not kidnap a child." two more pop out from behind the oldest one. "Three of them?! THREE OF THEM? POTTER!" (Harry becomes potter whenever Draco stressing out/mad)
So Harry ended up walking in on an abusive household and may have let his temper flare. Inflated the parent and took the kids with him. To protect them... only to realize immediately how much he fucked up. Draco stressing out because of what could happen. Harry lost what to do but doesn't want to let the kids go back to that kind of home. Draco ends up shoving Harry into the fireplace and forcing him to floo over to Hermione to hurry up and fix this with the ministry before it spreads into a bigger problem. Then Draco takes himself and the children to Molly to help keep the authorities away until Harry can get things settled, and to help learn how to take care of three children.. Stressing out because he never had to care for someone other then himself and lately harry. Imagine one is a toddler, the middle child is a girl who thinks all these witches and wizards are going to save them. (Which they are trying but its a lot harder then waving a wand) And then the eldest who has serious trust issues and trying to get their siblings and leave before they're forced into worse situation. The oldest claiming constantly that they can take care of his siblings. They don't need adult help, which Draco makes perfect come backs for. Anyway I think it'd be a cute and kind of funny situation though stressful. Because I imagine Draco is worried. If they were all magical then there wouldn't be a problem. But they only know one is. And so muggle authorities have to be involved too. Draco also doesn't want to get attach to the kids despite already carrying the toddler on his hip and baking biscuits with the girl before he even known them for 24 hrs. He knows that only Harry has a chance to gain custody. (and is 100% certain that is his goal, damn his savior complex) He's not even sure he would be allowed to be near them again after all said in done, just because of the stupid mark on his arm. Oh he prays Potter hurry up and mirror him. He hates not knowing. And the kids desperately needed some light in their life. Thank goodness for the Molly or Draco feels like he be drowning. Also imagine Draco hitting Harry with a wash cloth repeatedly, when he talking about the absurd situation Harry got them in. (like just a funny gag.. using it to shoo him into action)
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swottydoodler · 4 months
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Swotty's DH headcanon no.4:
The Malfoy line has a couple of differing curses.
1. Being able to produce only one son in a lifetime (because of something that happened hundreds of years ago) to prevent any bastards. Draco having a kid with Hermione somehow broke that because his blood disowned him for procreating with someone of Muggle decent—this one was placed by a scorned Malfoy wife.
2. The kids having the signature Malfoy hair and eyes as to know if the wives have bedded another man—done by some Malfoy patriarch along the beginning of the branch.
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snucius · 1 year
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I'm simply in love with this scene 🖤.
When Draco fell off his broom, Severus literally jumped out of his skin -just like the mama bear he is- but Lucius was just like "Huh, whose son is he? Definitely not mine."
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l0vegl0wsinthedark · 2 months
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Reminiscing
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"Okay, this one."
Lily's irate frustration was a nearly tangible crackle in the perfumed air of the boutique. Draco glanced up over the rim of his spectacles.
"Absolutely not," he said calmly.
Lily's fists balled up in the skirt of the slinky, forest green dress she wore. Thousands of shimmery little beads were sewn into the light, clingy fabric. The slit ran all the way up to mid-thigh and the halterneck straps were beaded strings.
"Why." Lily's question sounded from between grit teeth.
"Turn around," Draco said flatly.
A moment of hesitation, and then Lily spun around to reveal her back, exposed from neck to tail bone.
"Absolutely not," repeated Draco, looking back down into his phone, typing out an email with one forefinger, painstakingly slow.
"It's a dress. You want me to buy a dress. This is a dress."
"I want you to be respectably dressed for your seventeenth birthday party," Draco replied without looking up. "You're coming of age, yes, but you will do so whilst dressed as you ought to be."
"As I ought to be," Lily repeated scornfully.
"As a Potter-Malfoy ought to be."
"Why can't a Potter-Malfoy wear something like this?"
"We don't go out in public half-naked."
"This is a floor length gown."
"The whole length of your left leg is on display, as is the entirety of your back." Draco glanced up once more. "Your whole back. You're practically naked."
Lily"s clenched jaw shifted as she gnashed her teeth some more. With forced calm, she said, "Papa, I do not want to be wearing some sort of Victorian ballgown for my seventeenth birthday party."
"More's the pity. But no, definitely not this one either."
"I can wear a jacket over it." Lily raised one eyebrow when Draco looked up again. "I want a leather jacket."
Draco snorted, shaking his head. "I don't think so."
"Dad said I could get one."
"Your dad is an idiot."
"I want one like his."
"Absolutely not. He's a lunatic with a flying motorcycle. You don't want everything he has, trust me."
"It's just a bloody leather jacket, Papa, please!" Lily actually stomped one booted foot, her voice rising shrilly.
"I'm used to strops, darling, I invented them," Draco said, completely unbothered. "Besides, what would your grandmother say. She would faint."
"She told me to get the jacket in black." When Draco looked up in genuine surprise, Lily went on, "She said black would go best with her opal earrings that she's having reset in silver for my birthday present."
Draco stared at her over his spectacles as she stood glaring back at him, hands on her hips.
Then the bell above the door tinkled merrily, and Harry's voice filled the silence of the stylish little boutique as he exchanged cheerful pleasantries with the owner.
Reaching breaking point, Lily shrieked, "DAD!"
"I will not tolerate that sort of screaming in a public--," Draco started.
"Green, eh?" Harry said, walking into the private area Draco had reserved for the afternoon, his own boots loud on the wooden flooring.
"Because I have your eyes," Lily said in her most honeyed voice. "Grandma's eyes."
"Good choice, Lils," Harry said affectionately, sitting down on the plush sofa next to Draco before carefully picking through the collection of truffles set out in little crystal bowls.
"You haven't looked at the dress very closely," Draco said, voice tight.
"Oh?" Harry popped a hazelnut truffle into his mouth, straightened his glasses a bit, and leaned back, crossing ankle over knee. "Let me do that, then." A pause, and then, "She looks great!"
Draco twirled one forefinger through the air, motioning for Lily to spin. "She's half-naked."
"It's the trend now or something," Harry said, shrugging and scratching carelessly through his beard.
"I want to wear it with a leather jacket, Dad," Lily said hastily. "A black leather jacket. One like yours."
Harry grinned, roughing up his hair as was his wont. "Like Sirius'. Yeah, why not? Let's get you one."
"Harry."
Draco's lips were very thin as he pulled off his glasses and turned the full force of his displeasure onto Harry.
"Don't," said Harry. "We said she could pick her own outfit."
"The Minister's going to be at the party," Draco said tightly.
"Doubt he cares, honestly," Harry said, eating more chocolate. "Besides, it's Lily's day."
"I don't like to be ganged up against," Draco said, teeth gleaming white on a forced, very dangerous smile.
"Babe, we're not ganging up--," Harry started.
"Where is James?" Draco said suddenly, raising his voice over Harry's.
"My ears are burning," James drawled, sauntering in. Draco turned in his seat to look at him, his mouth slightly open.
James' hair was a bright, lemon yellow where it stood in a carefully styled, vertical mass on his head. The sides had been shaved down close to the scalp and dyed green.
Draco could only splutter in apoplectic dismay at the sight.
"What are you supposed to look like?!" he finally managed to ask.
James shrugged, scratching behind one pierced ear. "Dad thinks it looks cool."
Draco whirled around in his seat, now glaring violently at Harry. "He was supposed to get a haircut that's also suitable for school."
"He's still on summer break," Harry said.
"His head looks like a bloody sunflower!" Draco said. "Harry, you had one job--"
But Lily was now cackling loudly at James, who in turn stood grinning proudly, hands in his pockets, fourteen years old and sincerely unbothered about a single opinion that wasn't his own. Harry couldn't help grinning, too, but he quickly moved closer to Draco and took one of his hands with both his own.
"Babe, we've talked about this," he murmured gently. "This is one of those times you need to let go. Remember how we talked about letting go?"
"She's seventeen, and he looks someone cracked an egg on his head," Draco seethed.
Harry leaned forward and kissed him squarely on the mouth.
"How about lunch at the Ritz?" he asked gently.
"And then we buy me a black leather jacket," Lily said, hitching up the skirt of her dress and stomping loudly back to the changing room.
"Life was easier when I was seventeen," Draco muttered darkly, glaring at where their son was inspecting a rack of dinner jakcets.
Harry grinned again. "Yeah. A war, a megalomaniac. I really miss those days."
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longdaytogo · 1 year
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mother and father are here
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my-castles-crumbling · 4 months
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My friends: Ah, yes, Cas would kick ass at Harry Potter trivia. They won't shut up about it!
Me, freaking out, because I can't remember what the fuck is canon, fanon, and just my own little headcanon: 😬
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daddiesdrarryy · 2 years
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Harry: I know we haven’t gotten to know each other for a long time, Draco, but ever since you let me eat your chocolate frogs, I’ve fallen in love with you. Will you marry me?
Draco: Yes, yes, I will!
Lucius: Are you serious? You two are eleven! You haven’t even got on the train yet! You need to go to Hogwarts now!
James: Shut up, Malfoy, they’re engaged! Give me a smile, you two! This picture is going to be framed! Do you want a copy?
Lucius: ...
Lucius: ...yeah
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headcanon that scorpius was a sick child and was in and out of hospital constantly, perhaps related to astoria's blood curse but not directly. his immune system isnt very strong, and everytime he gets sick they're terrified that it's the blood curse but also whatever else it could be, because it's always so sudden and so intense and they call healers over to the house who recommend this delirious feverish 4 year old is hospitalised immediately, and you'd think it'd get easier to some extent because they'd be used to it, but everytime they feel like this is it, this is the time he'll walk in to the hospital and not walk out again
#this headcanon has no purpose im just thinking of scorpius in bed like a sickly victorian child with scarlet fever or something#asking if he'll make it to sunrise lmfao#so then he hates hospitals with a passion#my friend from school was in them constantly he was even a make a wish kid and he can not fucking stand the places so#headcanon scorpius becomes a healer anyway lmao#im sick and this is how im coping by putting baby scorp in hospital lmfao#it just made draco that little bit more protective#lucius made an insensitive comment about it once and draco was ready to throw hands#this headcanon doesnt really go anywhere ive just decided scorpius was a sick child#he has sick child energy lmfao#he still knows some of his doctors/healers because he was there so frequently#just imaging lil scorp in a hospital bed and draco and astoria are sleeping in the room on like uncomfortable chairs and the fever finally#breaks and hes like uh daddy im hungry and its like 4am but draco couldnt care less cause scorp hasnt been able to eat anything for days#let alone ask for food directly and baby scorp is wondering why his parents are acting so damn weird just cause he asked for some toast#but once hes grown up whenever he gets sick its on such a lower level than what it used to be when he was a kid because his immune system#got better that he struggles to gauge when other people would usually stop trying to do daily activities and albus has to start wrestling#scorpius back to bed instead of going to class cause scorpius really youre practically dying and hes like pfff you wanna see dying? use tha#timeturner one more time and go back to see me at literally any point between 2 and 10 i am FINE#(he absolutely was not fine)#scorpius malfoy#albus potter#draco malfoy#hpcc#scorbus#this is so many tags im so sorry
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mxlfoydraco · 1 year
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selection of draco and his parents moments from deathly hallows bc its think about the malfoys night
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ladderofyears · 11 months
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Tangible.
· Broomsticks. They always loved flying.
· Wedding rings. Matching. The inscriptions worn after fifty years.
· Diaries. Dozens. They documented everything.
· Love letters. Private.
· Photo albums. A lifetime's worth. They believed every moment worth recording.
Scorpius smiled as he packed up the last box. His two father’s devotion had spanned a lifetime.
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Fifty words.
For @microficmay
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incorrect-malfoys · 1 year
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Draco: I’m doomed
Bellatrix: You had a good life
Draco: I’m 16
Bellatrix: I said good, not long
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nelweensfic · 11 months
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Dandelion
For @drarrymicrofic prompt "dandelion"! Thank you @cluelesspigeons as always for beta reading ☺️
Draco looked at Teddy when the little toddler picked up a dandelion and blew on it toward Harry. The laughter was all Draco could have imagined when he saw his adoptive son happy. 
"Pa!" Teddy called and picked up another flower. "Pa!" 
Draco watched Teddy run with the flower in hand, all the littles petals flying away as he came closer with a proud smile. He extended a now bare flower. 
"Oh," Teddy said with sadness. 
Draco and Harry couldn't help but laugh at the cuteness. Draco picked Teddy up and kissed his chubby cheek. 
"Thank you for the flower, Teddy." 
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moonmanatee · 3 months
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wip snip tag
@saintgarbanzo tagged me to share a snip of a wip! Which I haven’t done before but I’m getting really excited about this one and looking forward to being able to share and chat about it during the process. Read chickpea’s snip here!
So. This is my Parent Trap AU. Harry takes on Teddy, Draco has Scorp, and for a short time they’re a family. Then they panic, Harry escapes to CA with Ted while Draco and Scorpius stay in London. The boys meet at Hogwarts, swap places, try to get their dads back together.
Featuring: t4t amiable exes Draco and Astoria, Luna as Chessy, disheveled Harry cooking Indian food, glamorous wedding dress designer Draco, pranks and shenanigans and body swaps, sweet anxious teenaged Teddy and Scorp, and more and more.
I tend to move slowly and I’m still near the beginning of the process, so if anyone is as caught by this concept as I am and wants to cheer-read or beta or bounce ideas, hmu! Here’s some weepy angst.
“Really, Harry? You picked her? She’s so…” Draco trails off, grimacing.
Harry meets Draco’s gaze, allows his own to fill with the loneliness, the longing, the betrayal and hope. He drags down every last wall he’s carefully plastered together over the years, in the absence of Draco. He lets the stone and mortar crumble until all that’s left is the old growth. Thriving still, and achingly raw as though it’s new.
“Draco. You didn’t want me.”
He watches Draco’s eyes change, fill, as the realisation sweeps over him. Watches him rock back on his heels, unsteady, and then forward again until he’s caught Harry’s elbows in his palms.
“You didn’t want… You didn’t want us, Draco.”
I’ll tag @basicallyahedgehog @sorrybutblog @geesenoises and @academicdisasterfic if anyone has snips to share!
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cluelesspigeons · 7 months
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This is written for the prompt “bees” from @drarrymicrofic
Word count: 164
Drarry microfic: the vet
A sudden, loud howling filled the warm summer air. Harry ran to the backyard, panic racing through his veins, until he found their dog, Padfoot, sitting on the grass with one front paw lifted in the air. If dogs could cry, Harry was certain Padfoot would be crying right now.
“What the bloody hell was that?” Draco asked as he came running out the house as well. “What happened?”
Harry walked toward Padfoot and took the paw in his hand. It was already starting to swell. “I think,” he said, amusement clearly audible in his voice, “our little Padfoot here, played a little too close to the neigbour’s beehive.”
Padfoot whined again, as Harry inspected the paw further.
Draco sighed, crossing his arms over his chest. “So, now what?”
“Now,” Harry said, giving Padfoot a stern look, “we go to the vet.”
At the sound of the word, Padfoot’s head snapped toward Harry, his eyes pleading. This was going to be a fun afternoon.
Prompt from May 23rd
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teledild0nix · 10 months
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It’s so strange to me when people say Draco was definitely not abused by his parents in canon. It strikes me as a very limited definition of abuse. Draco was spoiled and pampered and babied by his family. That doesn’t preclude the possibility of his having been abused (he certainly doesn’t have a secure attachment with Lucius and we barely see him interact with Narcissa).
Is inviting a mass murderer to live in your home with your teenage son a healthy, uplifting parenting choice, for instance? Is Draco free to live his life in accordance with what makes him happy, or is there the possibility of being cut off and rejected and denied if he does something his parents don’t like? Has he perhaps been living with this possibility for his entire life, since before he can even remember? If Draco wanted to marry a muggleborn or a man or remain childless or unmarried, would he be free to do so without being disowned like his mother’s sister?
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daddiesdrarryy · 2 years
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McGonagall: Who’s your hero, Harry?
Harry, 11 years old: I choose Merlin as my hero, because both my dads also love Merlin. When they’re in their bedroom at night, I always hear them yelling “Merlin”
McGonagall: ...
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