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sweet-s0rr0w · 6 months

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Vintage Drarry Fics

Thought I'd put together a list of some of the old Drarry 'classics' of my teenage years, for anyone interested. All posted between 2001-2006, compiled using my (bad) memory, a lot of googling, fanlore.org and numerous different LJ rec accounts (including the incredible @capiturecs). I checked as best I could, but if anyone knows of any fics that their author doesn't want to be shared, please let me know and I will of course remove.

Please also note that these fics are of their era, when attitudes may have been different, and they may not all be grammatically perfect. I haven't reread all, as my own tastes have changed, but most importantly do note that they may not be tagged - don't blame me when, for example, Harry dies tragically on a rooftop at sunrise...

Hogwarts Era (mostly 5th-7th year)

A Thousand Beautiful Things by Duinn Fionn/geoviki (M, 105k)

Draco Malfoy struggles with changed fortunes, shifted alliances, an ugly war, and an unusual spell, with the help of a concerned professor, an insightful house-elf, and an unexpected Gryffindor friend.

All Bets Are Off by Allegra (R, 53k)

I am SICK of Good-little-innocent!Harry...Enter Playboy!Harry and his Overinflated Ego, a challenge, a bet, a couple of Really Cunning Plans - and there you have it, "Forty days and forty nights", Hogwarts style. Mayhem ensues!

Angels and Devils by beren (E, 52k)

Harry defeated Voldemort and his act of heroism is famous throughout the wizarding world. He's trying to finish his final year at Hogwarts in peace, but, thanks to the method he chose to destroy The Dark Lord, something peculiar is happening to him, something he never would have expected. It's all rather embarrassing and making his life very complicated.

Artful Facade by Sky Sorceress (T, 66k)

Sometimes you fly too close to the sun and lose your wings. With sixth year approaching, the danger Harry seeks can be found only in the form of Draco Malfoy. What follows is a twist in the line between hatred, love, and need.

Beautiful World by Cinnamon/Lissadiane (M, 70k)

Harry finds out he's going to die on his 16th birthday. He embarks on a journey of self-destructive behaviour and drags Draco along for the ride.

Beneath You by Cinnamon/Lissadiane (M, 113k)

Draco had no idea that the repercussions of stealing Potter's journal and shoving it down the back of his trousers would be so extreme.

Bond by AnnaFugazzi (M, 173k)

It seems 95% of H/D writers feel compelled to write a "Harry And Draco Are Forced To Be Together By Something Beyond Their Control And Then Unlikely Stuff Happens That Leads To Twoo Wuv" story. Count me among the 95% ;)

Checkmate by Naadi Moonfeather (T, 245k)

Draco has the perfect plan to get Harry Potter and challenges him to a game of Dare Chess. But is it love, or betrayal, he has in mind?

The Cicatrix Cycle by Ivy Blossom (NC-17, long!)

Three parts: Origins, Haven, Belong

Draco In Darkness by Plumeria (T, 41k)

Following an accident in his seventh year, Draco loses his eyesight. After Harry elbows his way into Draco's dark world, both boys find themselves in a strange new friendship, and they each learn new ways to see each other … and themselves.

Eclipse by PhoenixSong/Mijan (T, 287k)

"You're dead, Potter... I'm going to make you pay..." Draco swore his revenge on Harry for Lucius's imprisonment, and Harry all but laughed at him. But Draco is planning more than schoolyard pranks this time. The old rivalry turns deadly when Draco abducts Harry for Voldemort. It's the perfect plan, guaranteeing revenge, power, and prestige, all in one blow. But, when Draco's world turns upside down, the fight to save himself and Harry begins, and the battle will take them both through hell and back. If they come back.

Friend Like Me by Lady Vader (M, 11k)

Draco's rendition of the love story that never was.

How Harry Potter Got His Groove Back by Durendal/Eleveninches (R, 12k)

Snape tries to hang himself, Draco enters an alternate reality, and Harry Gets a Clue. Humor, SLASH, naughty language, and other Evil Things. Harry/Draco, Snape/James/Lucius.

Irresistible Poison by Rhysenn (PG-13, 124k)

Under the influence of a love potion, Draco learns that poison doesn't always bring death -- there are other ways to suffer and live. Chemical emotion runs feverish as Harry and Draco discover the intoxication of love.

Lettered by pir8fancier (M, 7.8k)

Harry has a secret penpal, whose identity is as plain as the nose on his face. Except he's not wearing his glasses.

Love Under Will by Aja (R, 116k)

In their 5th year, Harry and Draco choose to be with one another; but the story--and the battle-- is just beginning...

playing the game, living the lie by Abaddon (R, 159k)

Set in Sixth Year, both the wizarding and Muggle worlds are threatened as Voldemort plans a final revenge. Past, present and future collide as all must consider where their loyalties lie; who they are, and who they want to be. Amidst it all, Harry and Draco begin a dangerous journey of understanding. Is it possible to leave everything you thought you were behind?

Resolution by Frances Potter (R, 322k)

When you've spent six years fighting evil, all you really want is a quiet time. But when your name is Harry Potter the chances of that are very slim. A series of vignettes chronicling Harry's final six months at Hogwarts. Exams, friends, lovers, Quidditch, the war and Draco all conspire to make the year end seem a very long way away.

Seamus is Seamus and You are Yourself by Ari Munami (PG-13, 31k)

Harry goes through some er... changes in his Sixth Year and everyone, including Draco Malfoy, sits up and takes notice.

Snakes and Lions by GatewayGirl (M, 139k)

When Ron and Hermione get together, they notice only each other. A nightmare prompts Harry to return alone to the empty Chamber of Secrets, and leads to a new look at an old enemy. Harry enjoys the company, but with Bellatrix Lestrange actively hunting him, how far can he trust a Death Eater's son?

Something Impossible by epicylical/Cassandra Claire (PG, 6.4k)

As punishment for an act of vandalism, Draco is forced to perform three tasks to win Harry's forgiveness - only they don't turn out to be exactly the kind of tasks he'd been expecting. With wet shirtless Draco, paint-covered Harry, and Proust-reading Goyle.

Transformation by amalin (E, 98k)

In Harry's sixth year at Hogwarts, he must face the consequences of the attack on the Department of Mysteries and the effects of Voldemort's return. And in doing so, he finds that even your enemies can teach you valuable lessons—about the world, and about yourself.

Walking the Line by SilentAuror (E, 179k)

Sixth year is over and Draco Malfoy is on the run. The war is on and an unwanted assignment is forced upon him by the only people he trusts - and a one-time arch-enemy just may be out to kill him.

Post-Hogwarts

Adagio in G Minor by furiosity (NC-17, 18k)

Seven years after Hogwarts and the war, life continues in the wizarding world. Draco Malfoy is rich, bored, and slightly jaded. Harry Potter is famous, busy, and somewhat disillusioned. They've not seen each other since school ended. What would happen if they were to cross paths again? What if it involved music?

Big Dick, Come Quick [PDF] by Calanthe (NC-17, 204k)

Draco’s got a theory. About sex. And after much searching for the right candidate, it appears that only Harry Potter, his life long enemy, can help him test it out.

Draco's Escort Service by Cheryl Dyson/dysonrules (15, 12k)

Draco's job is to escort travelers through the dangerous, war-torn countryside. Harry Potter is forced to hire him, but his destination isn't quite what Draco expected.

Left My Heart by Emma Grant (E, 85k)

Auror Draco Malfoy has disappeared, and Harry Potter has been sent to San Francisco to find him.

Malfoy, P.I. by Nancy (R, 60k)

"I'm Draco Malfoy, private investigator. I've seen a lot--I mean a lot, and I'm like sweet seventeen a lot. I thought I'd seen it all, until a pair of green eyes stepped into my office." A noir AU set in L.A. where passion and magic collide. Slashy and sexy.

Queen of Hearts by scoradh (E, 65k)

A spectre is haunting Harry - the responsibility of his destiny. It looms over his future and, more importantly, over the future of his friends. Harry is determined to exorcise this spectre for the greater good, but on the way, he enters into a few unholy alliances.

Tissue of Silver by fearlessdiva (R, 76k)

A love story concerning possessed furniture, black silk pyjamas, courtroom drama, premonitions of doom, assassination attempts, Death Eater yoga, absinthe, bare feet and a sensible werewolf.

Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow by November Snowflake (M, 58k)

When the long-missing Draco Malfoy turns up at a Ministry field hospital with amnesia, bitter Auror Harry Potter must confront the shadows of their shared past to shed light on a potentially deadly mystery.

Transfigurations by Resonant (E, 71k)

Five years after Voldemort's defeat, Harry returns to England to help re-open Hogwarts.

#drarry #fic recs #vintage drarry fics #loved putting this together #blast from the past

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drarry-fic-rambling · 9 months

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A New Dawn by glorafin, 2k

"This story was written in 2007, as a celebration of Livejournal reopening the pornish_pixies community."

A classic meta take, where the characters break the fourth wall by discussing their "assignments". I joined the fandom too late to see pornish_pixies flourish but as a regular reader of Daily Deviant, I definitely understood the nods to that kind of community :D A nice vintage with an interesting connection to fandom history! https://archiveofourown.org/works/676958

Hello lovely anon!! Thanks so much for the rec!

This sounds so fun! I'm excited to read it.

Not sure if this person is active on Tumblr anymore but since I found their account I'll tag them on the off chance they'll see this. @glorafin

Read "A New Dawn" by glorafin on AO3

Hey guys! It's @phoebe-delia, and I've created a little side blog!

The purpose of this blog is for people who might not want to have a full-on Drarry or fic rec blog but who have a favorite fic or piece of art that they're so passionate about that they want to write a rec. As always, remember to check the tags & leave comments and kudos!

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camedownonamoonbeam · 1 year

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Tagged by @junkshop-disco :>

3 ships: Barris, Sterek, and uhhh let's say Crowbarrow. I'm an OTP at a time person, but not opposed to two-timing my OTP with the occasional smut lol

First ever ship: Drarry, unsurprisingly lol

Last song: Classical radio (not by my choosing), so let's go with Allegri's Miserere mei, Deus, which is the only one I Really Listened To because I love it. (I don't listen to it often tho bcz it can make me sweaty lol.) When I did choose earlier in the day, it was a vintage playlist, and I happened to pause after Ella Fitzgerald lol

Last film: Boys in the Band and it was terrible. Almost everyone was fake and mean and I just kept wondering why the fuck they were even friends because almost all of them hated each other. 0.5/5 don't care if it's arty or whatever (is it??? why is it a famous film??? because of the witcher guy's lookalike's butt and classically chiselled face, aka its only redeeming quality???), cannot recommend

Currently reading: Barris fic. I don't read books, ha (I say as if I should be proud)

Currently watching: rewatching Downton Abbey. I was watching Ackley Bridge but the teenage drama got boring. Was watching Love Life before that but it was too pro babymaking-nuclear-family-picket fence lol

Currently consuming: tea called Turkish Apple - rosebush, apple and cinnamon if memory serves

Currently craving: strawberry jam and the cure to procrastination

Tagging: @full-fledged-cumberbitch @infinity2020corner @jellybeanlovesbarris :3

#how do i tag this

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wolfpants · 1 year

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💋 🥺 and 🤡 for the fanfic asks xxxx

Hello! Thanks for these!

💋 First kiss fics. Love em or hate em? Neutral! I've written one (Pages of You), but I don't tend to think of it as a conscious trope in my writing at all.

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels? Bickering that turns into a full blown argument that turns into a love confession. Or the horizontal tango. Love that.

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh? I don't laugh a lot at my own jokes or attempt at humour, but I do really love writing a banter-filled Drarry. This exchange from Under Giant Mountains was quite fun to write:

Malfoy was just behind the threshold, book in one hand, wand in the other. He was in a robe, a long, silky, lilac thing parted over his pale, scarred chest and tied loosely at the waist in a sloppy knot. The material was wrinkled, bunching at the elbows, revealing the stark lines of Malfoy’s tattoo.

Harry cleared his throat and forced himself to look at Malfoy’s face.

“How did you know someone was outside?”

Malfoy snapped the book closed and sent it flying further into the cabin with an elegant swish of his wand.

“You’re a mouth breather,” he said airily. “You’re very loud. I knew it was you as soon as you stepped off the summit.”

Harry scoffed. “Very funny. Nice robe, by the way. It looks like something my Aunt Petunia would wear.”

Malfoy looked at him witheringly. “It’s a bathrobe, and it’s vintage,” he said. His eyes scanned Harry’s t-shirt, and he murmured, confused and derisive, “Beastie Boys.”

Harry laughed. “Yeah?” At Malfoy’s blank expression, he said, “On location, touring around the nation, Beastie Boys always on vacation?”

Malfoy stared at him. “Are you high?”

Harry groaned. “Nevermind.”

Fanfic writer asks

#ask #writing #under giant mountains #drarry

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fanarthasmyheart · 1 year

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Life at Victoria Road five

Pairing: Drarry

Rating: T

Word count: 64k

Summary:

With nowhere else to go, a washed-up Harry Potter crashes on Draco Malfoy’s couch, disrupting the domestic life at this fresh dad’s two-bedroom, Muggle walk-up. From his spot on the couch, Harry watches Draco navigate the wonders of fatherhood. Draco, meanwhile, struggles to understand his urge to take care of his former enemy (it must be the paternal instinct).

(Note: this is not an addiction recovery fic. There is an addiction recovery side plot, but I don't know enough to do it justice.)

Read on AO3

Excerpt under the cut :)

Excerpt (960 words):

As Malfoy had promised, the three of them went shopping after breakfast. Scorpius got tucked into Malfoy’s vintage, baby blue pram, and Harry had to shiver in his ragged denim jacket, hunched in the autumn chill, feeling fragile. His head and his muscles still hurt. These days, his head and his muscles always hurt. He squinted against the bright, October sunshine.

Malfoy was whistling to keep the baby entertained. It was a mystery how he'd survived each time they went out, as he only had eyes for the kid instead of their surroundings. It seemed like he intuitively sensed traffic lights and stopped for them without looking. It wasn’t possible, but Harry couldn’t see Malfoy looking up at any point.

‘Potter is an ugly fart,’ Malfoy sang softly to the kid. ‘He makes rock bottom look like art. Remember not to break his heart, or he will surely fall apart. That’s why we all sing: Potter’s an ugly fart.’

‘That makes no sense,’ Harry pointed out, pressing the button for the traffic lights a few more times.

‘Potter looks like he’s in pain,’ Malfoy sang on. ‘That’s because he is insane. Better put him on a train, or on a chain, or he will make us all feel pain.’

Harry sighed.

Malfoy sniggered. ‘You used to get angry.’ He draped himself over the pram to leer at Harry. ‘When I insulted you.’ He seemed entirely comfortable in his tight, woollen jacket, buttoned up over a thin, baby blue sweater that was clearly carefully selected to complement his skin tone and eyes, perhaps even the pram.

‘Yeah…’

Malfoy smirked. Looking around at the blue sky and the orange tops of the trees, he simpered, ‘You missed me, didn’t you?’

The traffic lights turned green, so they walked. ‘Madly,’ grumbled Harry, shoving his hands deep into his pockets and kicking at a flattened coke can.

Malfoy laughed.

When they reached the other side of the road, Malfoy pushed the pram ahead of them. They strolled over to it and he pushed it again. ‘Such a bore, this pram... Imagine if it could fly. If Scorpius could fly around us at his own pace and look at everything around him, not just the stupid sky. Hello, baby!’ Malfoy had reached the pram again and bent over the side to press a kiss at Scorpius’ head. ‘Oh, aren’t you an ugly little fellow! You can’t do shit, can you? No! You can’t!’ Malfoy laughed and wearily pulled the pram behind him as if he were the teenager cleaning up the shopping carts at the local supermarket.

Harry decided to take over the pushing of the pram.

Malfoy immediately took his cue to walk ahead of them, straight-backed like a parade leader. ‘Potter shouldn’t be outside,’ he started chanting again. ‘The last time, all the babies cried. They cried and cried till past Yuletide.’ Malfoy jumped up to break off a branch of a tree and swung it around like it was a baton. ‘Tell the people far and wide, that Potter is out and ready to fight.’ At that last word, he unexpectedly lashed out at Harry with the stick. At least, he tried to, but Harry caught the stick and yanked it out of Malfoy’s hands, and Malfoy promptly covered his head, screaming.

It made Harry laugh.

Malfoy hipped over to Harry and grabbed the stick from him. Harry allowed it.

‘Have you breathed in properly, Potter?’ Malfoy demonstrated breathing deeply in and out a few times. ‘How nice it is – Oh Merlin!’ He froze in front of a shop window, voice high in panic.

‘What?’ Harry whirled around, flicking out his wand. ‘What?’

‘My hair is such a mess.’ As he checked himself in the reflection of the shop window, Malfoy pulled at strands of his white blonde hair, which had indeed grown to be quite long; Harry kept seeing him pushing and blowing it away from his face.

With a sigh, Malfoy resumed walking. Harry had trouble shifting gears and had only just come to a halt with the pram, but Malfoy didn’t care.

‘I really need a haircut, you know, but the last time I tried, that menace over there wouldn’t stop crying. I had to just go home after they had only just washed it. It was awful.’ He slowed down so he could tickle Scorpius’ belly. ‘Yes, I’m talking about you, you little loudmouth. You’re the reason daddy looks like Lady Diana, aren’t you?’

Harry couldn’t help but laugh at this. ‘That’s an awful thing to say! Princess Di was beautiful.’

Malfoy made an indignant sound as he straightened up to scowl at him, and sniffily took the pram back. Harry sniggered.

They passed a fruit and vegetable store that had most of the pavement covered in crates of fruit. On the corner, a small, green shop sold cigars; Harry didn’t even know that was still a thing. On the other side of the road, an all pink hairdresser – pink awning, pink sign, pink frames – had faded to blue-and-white pictures of hair models up in the windows. Nobody in the street seemed to be in a hurry. A few guys were sitting in plastic lawn chairs, watching the passersby, and further down the road two women were chatting on the corner of a street, one of them with a dog.

Harry liked it. The regularity of it all.

It had been a long time since he’d been shopping, sober and clean. Or that he'd been out and about before noon.

The morning sun worked hard to shine through the overcast sky. On the beech trees around them, the green-and-yellow leaves rustled in the breeze. The smell of autumn daybreak hung in the air and Harry felt like he was skipping school.

#drarry #drarry fanfiction #cw: needles #(no needles in the fic though)#single parent draco malfoy #baby scorpius malfoy #enemies to lovers #hurt/comfort #domestic bliss #fanfic #don't judge my writing on my banner-making skills please x)

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sitp-recs · 3 years

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hi :) i simply adore your blog and your fic recs are so spot on, you’ve made me fall back in love with drarry and hp. I rly love reading a fic before I go to sleep but I end up picking a 70k word one and end up staying up much longer than I wanted to so could you possibly recommend me any fics max 15k words, with a happy ending pls i need the cuteness to help me sleep 🥰 Thanku so so much xx

Hi anon! Thanks so much, I’m thrilled to know I had a small part in making you fall back in love with Drarry, that’s amazing! And what a mood lol I used to pick long fics before bed too, it’s a mighty trap 😂 I’ve read many short fics in the last year so I decided to go for these delightful and not-as-popular shorts, with excellent build up and happy endings. Perfect bedtime reads in my opinion! I got a bit too excited with this list so I’ll call it 31 Bedtime Reads! One for each day of the month ;) enjoy!

The Long Fall by @tackytigerfic (2021, M, 3.6k)

It's supposed to be a simple house renovation, and maybe it's just the paint fumes, but Harry is feeling dizzy around Draco Malfoy. And what's the real meaning of family, anyway?

oxygen by @maesterchill (2020, T, 4k)

Draco doesn’t smoke. Except when he needs to breathe.

A Charitable Christmas by Alisanne (2017, E, 5.6k)

Hermione’s plans to raise money for war orphans do not meet with Harry’s approval. Fortunately, Draco steps in to help him come up with a much more enjoyable strategy.

Harmony (Left-Handed Melody Remix) by mindabbles (2010, M, 5.8k)

He is the last person Draco was expecting, but then again, this is not a place Draco ever expected to be.

Vintage by momatu (2017, T, 7k)

Of all of the vineyards, in all of the regions, in all of France, Draco's blasted editor sends him to Potter's...

Our Ordinary Days by Lomonaaeren (2012, M, 8k)

Two men, both fathers of sons, meet in a bookshop. And the rest is the kind of history that doesn't make history.

Ice Snakes, Glow-worms and Wolverine Stew by khalulu (2015, M, 8.4k)

Harry Potter apparently wants to talk to Draco about something, but odd events keep getting in the way of that conversation – and bringing them closer together.

The Page Eleven Wars by fireflavored (2010, E, 8.5k)

In a gossip-hungry post-war Wizarding World, Rita Skeeter has a wildly successful column in the Daily Prophet known as Page Eleven. Naturally, her favourite targets are the poster boys of the two sides of the war: Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter.

Blind Date by JosephineStone (2016, T, 8.6k)

Draco’s been working with Harry for years when another one of his relationships goes stale. He has to be married within a year, and though the WizNet has burned him in the past, Draco finds a new possibility in man as desperate to marry as he is.

Stories in E Minor by @huldrejenta (2014, E, 8.7k)

Draco has found his place in the Muggle world. He's got his music, he's got his neighbours and he is content. Until a certain someone from the past enters his life again.

Life goes not backward by @shealwaysreads (2020, T, 8.8k)

Harry still isn’t used to gifts, but this one is different. A story of coming home, finding safe ground, and the wild courage of putting down roots.

Til Our Compass Stands Still by china_nightingale (2018, M, 9k)

Harry and Draco eventually realise that things don't always go to plan, even if it's a plan they've been carefully crafting to keep themselves safe from each other.

The Interest Here by disapparater (2015, T, 9k)

Draco has his own morning show on the wireless, which he loves; an ambitious assistant, whom he needs; and days in The Tea Shop, where he relaxes. He also has a new caller on the show, whom he finds bloody annoying.

Tidings of Comfort series by @blamebrampton (2012, G, 10k)

When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life. Luckily for Draco Malfoy, London has places where the tired can rest and recover.

Sweet Indulgence by @the-sinking-ship (2020, E, 10k)

It doesn't matter that Marcy from Accounting is dancing on the tables, Shacklebolt is wearing antlers, and Elliot from Transportation is on his third round of Mariah Carey on karaoke because all the free champagne in the world won't salvage the Ministry Christmas party for Draco if Potter doesn't show up soon.

Settle in in my slow-burning heart by orphan_account (2015, NR, 10k)

Five years after the war Draco is working a tech developer job in the Auror Office, and it's all great except this one thing: Harry Potter works there, too.

Adventures in Truth and Texting by @fluxweeed (2020, E, 11k)

Former Death Eaters are being targeted with a Veritaserum curse – it’s permanent, and makes victims speak aloud their every thought. Luckily, it’s easier to control when writing.

fine i'll hold my breath / til i forget it's complicated by teatrolley (2015, NR, 11k)

Harry and Draco become friends with benefits, and Harry thinks it's more complicated than it actually is.

Rebuilding Draco Malfoy by khasael (2011, E, 11k)

Draco wants to do something to get his life back on track, but no-one seems to be taking him seriously – until he finds himself in an Auror training session led by Harry Potter.

Cold Like Fire by QueenofThyme (2012, M, 12k)

Head Auror Harry Potter had no problem with mandatory consent training for his team. He’d actually been looking forward to it, that is, until he discovered who the teacher was.

What’s My Age Again? by @lazywonderlvnd (2018, E, 12k)

Harry Potter has had enough of pleasing the public, and his reckless tendencies are finally getting out of hand.

Title of Their Sex Tape by @cibeewastaken (2020, T, 12k)

What are the Wizarding world's most elite law enforcers doing when they aren't catching criminals? It seems Auror Malfoy is often caught throwing food into Auror Potter's mouth when he's mid-yawn.

Kill, Fuck, Marry by @lettersbyelise (2018, E, 12.6k)

Harry and Draco unexpectedly meet again on Draco’s birthday, years after their last encounter.

The Year of Non-Magical Thinking by whiskyandwildflowers (2018, E, 13k)

“I don't know what I'm going to do, Potter. I'll think of something. So will you. But this is my journey to self-actualization," Draco managed to smirk. "You can fuck off and get your own."

Evolution by @potteresque-ire Pie (2013, M, 13k)

Draco Malfoy was condemned to live a Muggle’s life for his three-year probation. His wand was locked away, and he was forbidden to set foot in Wizarding Britain until Hermione Granger secured a job for him in the Aurors’ stock room.

Plan Alphabet by @xx-thedarklord-xx (2019, T, 14k)

After realizing that his feelings for Harry were unfortunately real, Draco embarks on a foolproof—yes, Longbottom, foolproof—plan to woo Potter.

Countdown by dysonrules (2013, M, 14k)

When the Wizarding world is plagued by random outbreaks of Dark Magic, the Ministry assigns Curse-Breakers to assist Auror teams on their missions.

All Roads Lead Home by @dracogotgame (2015, G, 15k)

Draco is strong-armed into spending the first Christmas after the War with the Weasleys. And Harry Potter.

Espresso Patronum by @tasteofshapes (2020, T, 15k)

When Draco reappears five years after the war and opens a wildly popular coffee shop, Harry’s pretty sure that Draco’s Up to Something. He just has to prove it.

An Act of Kindness for One Harry Potter by a Sympathetic Draco Malfoy by 0idontknow0 (2014, E, 15k)

Someone should give Potter a better rogering than that sorry sod had. The man had saved the bloody world—okay, mostly Europe—the least someone could do was give him a proper shag.

Turn and Face the Strange (time may change me) by @punk-rock-yuppie (2019, T, 16k)

Draco and Harry and how their relationship—and themselves—change over the course of eleven years.

#asks #anon #Drarry reclist #bedtime reads

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phoebe-delia · 3 years

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Art Imitates Life

Thank you to the lovely @bubble-gumhead and @lucienneart for tagging me! And thank you @the-starryknight for coming up with this idea based on our discord madness. I will tag a few others as well: @frenchmarshmalloww @apr1cots @moonstruckwytch and @avenueofesc

"Watch What Happens"

While some new reporters struggled to adjust their writing to fit the specific grammar and structure rules of journalism, Draco loved the challenge. Every article was a little game for him to win; he had to find the right words—the best words—to get his point across while sounding credible. Still, he loved the chance to throw in more advanced vocabulary when he could—he was particularly proud of the time he finally snuck in the word “eponymous.” There was nothing like the satisfaction of crafting the perfect “lede,” the first and most important sentence of every article that provides a summary of the article to come.

I have some experience in journalism, which you could probably gather by reading the damn story lol. And this is exactly how it felt to me to write an article. And I did once use the word eponymous in an article and I was proud of it lol. Also--the title of the fic is from a song in a musical called Newsies, and the character who sings it is an ambitious female journalist, soooooo.

"Fog"

The lack of wind in Midtown makes the heat worse, but the sleeping sun provides relief from the summer’s sweltering blaze. Draco usually swallows down his longing for England’s cleansing rain, but on these nights, when he feels crushed like Atlas under the weight of the world, he lets the bitter melancholy rise in his throat.

Before, he would seek refuge in his own insignificance by gazing at the sparkling night sky; but now, the peace he needs is obscured by smog and steel.

I adore the stars and the moon. When I'm overwhelmed at night, I look up at the sky, and I see the stars and the moon and I feel better. I want to live in a big city one day, and something I fear is enduring what Draco does, where I can't see the night sky the same way.

"Gaydars of the Lost Heart (Or: Draco Malfoy and the Costume of Doom"

I didn't include an excerpt because this entire fic was wish fulfillment for me. Once I had this image in my head, I knew I couldn't let it go--plus my friend @lucienneart made this drawing of Harry based on it so this holds such a special place in my heart.

"You Are In Love"

“According to ancient myth, Heracles defeated the dragon on his quest for the Golden Apples of Hesperides. Other stories say it became a constellation when Athena threw the dragon into the sky by its tail during the Titanomachy.”

Harry blinked. “Titanomachy?”

“The war between the gods and the titans.”

“Ah, makes sense.”

Draco chuckled. “Mythology is very strange. There are any number of versions of events, spreading across tons of different cultures and ethnic groups, and people have been debating them for generations.”

Harry hummed. “Which ones do you like?”

“I like them all. When I was younger, my mother used to read me stories of ancient heroes, lovers, and quests from all sorts of different mythological sources.”

I love Greek mythology. I grew up being interested in it bc of PJO and my best friend and I are still obsessed. I was so excited to bring a little gay mythology to Drarry. Also--there are a few parts in this fic where Draco is in social situations and he's a little freaked and he thinks, "Gods, Brain, could you be more awkward?" and "Heart, quit pounding will you?" I do that when I'm in similar situations.

"Speak Now"

Dear Potter,

The wedding is a month away, and I’m losing my mind.

Astoria has been a gem, really. It’s Mother who’s driving me up the wall with her “Which centerpiece?” and “Which vintage wine do you prefer?” and “Should the Bartlets sit with Mr. and Mrs. Harkness at table 13 or the Bezukhovs at table 18?” and I can’t take it any longer.

This part of Speak Now has some little easter eggs to things I love. Table 13 is a Taylor Swift thing because 13 is her lucky number; and in that vein, the Harknesses are the subject of her song, the last great american dynasty (which I have also used as part of my Drarry/Taylor series!). The Bartlets are a reference to the West Wing characters, and the Bezukhovs are a reference to my favorite musical of ALL time: Natasha, Pierre and the Great Comet of 1812. And Table 18 is because of 1812.

#drarry #phoebedelia #draco and harry #harry potter #draco malfoy #fanfiction #fanfic

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sunshinedawn · 2 years

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"Peter who?" They sounded annoyed.

"Peter Stark."

The man's glare got darker. "You're no Stark. Stark's aren't puny. Or stupid."

"Um, the papers said so. Born a Stark, and raised one, thank you." Peter snapped, running his hand through his curls.

In seconds, the man's hand was around his wrist, tight- yanking it from his head. The other hand smacked his face. "Boys don't talk back to adults. It would do you well to learn manners, brat." ---- He flinched and closed his eyes as the man raised his hand again, only for the hit to never land.

"Don't you ever touch my son."

His dad.

"How dare you touch me, Anthony." The man yanked his wrist out of Tony's grip. "I am your father."

Hello!!!

I have another fic for you, this time it's marvel! This fic wasn't too thought out, and wrote in two hours, so it's not my best work but I really liked the trope despite the mess I made it into. Maybe I'll rewrite this fic someday wayyyy better with more lore and more background and better angst. Kinda inspired.

Anyway. This moodboard is a hot mess. I couldn't settle on one particular theme, I really liked the blue glow sort of theme, considering the focus on the blue arc reactor glow in the later half, but then ended up doing the historical brown/vintage aged look. The background is actually a blueprint of an arc reactor I found on pinterest that was bright white, and I aged it in lightroom (which i kinda was proud of)

The fic itself is like two of my ideas for angst scenes, the howard and peter scene and the arc reactor dream, shoved together. Not sure how I liked it and judging by the lack of comments and little kudos, I'm not the only one haha. It's fine, I uploaded a drarry fic right after I was more proud of.

This fic is 2513 words, a oneshot, and currently has 128 kudos and zero comments. It's called "the games you played were never fun" from the song Bored by Billie Eilish, if that wasn't obvious in the moodboard.

Anyway. If you like the fic, let me know!

#marvel #iron dad #protective tony stark #howard stark #angst #peter parker angst #hurt comfort #dream sequence #stony

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shealwaysreads · 3 years

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6th December: Love All Lovely

Drarry | 25 Days of Harry and Draco, Christmas, Soft and Warm, Harry Deserves Nice Things, Draco POV, Fairy Lights and Champagne

This fic is part of the 25 Days of Draco and Harry 2020 fest, and will post daily up to and including Christmas Day! 🌲

Read on Ao3

“You absolute darling! You did bring the champers!” Pansy crowed as she divested Draco of the box of six bottles he had dutifully collected from the wine merchant. There was a vast cellar beneath the Manor—still full of rare vintages—but Draco had sealed the doors to the lower levels of the house with stone and mortar and magic as soon as his father had died, and he had no intention of ever opening them again.

He followed her to the kitchen, to find an absolute bomb-site of cocktail ingredients and boxes of snacks from Elfin Hand’s delivery service—it was one of the first house-elf owned businesses that had opened after the post-war reform period, and they made the absolute best canapés. “Of course I did, can’t drink whatever swill you’ve been cooking up in here—is that advocaat I see there, it’s basically bloody custard!”

Read the rest on Ao3

1st Dec, 2nd Dec, 3rd Dec, 4th Dec, 5th Dec

#drarry #drarry fanfic #25 days of draco and harry 2020 #drarry fic rec #drarry advent #love all lovely #mine #hp

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tdcatsblog · 6 years

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Fic rec: Find Your Way Back

Title: Find Your Way Back Author: @unadulteratedstorycollector Rating: E Word Count: 25,803 Author’s summary: Thirty years ago, Draco Malfoy requested a divorce from Harry Potter, but somehow their marriage bond was never severed. Now Harry wants to break the bond, marry his new fiancé, and continue getting on with his life. But Draco's not sure he's willing to let him go a second time.

Thoughts: With a title like Find Your Way Back, you know this is going to be a “break my heart and put it back together” kind of fic. Luckily, it’s also optimistic, right?

The Salt and Pepper Fest allows writers to imagine the HP gang after they have a few more wrinkles, grey hairs, and overall life experiences under their belts. I’ve been enjoying the psychological journeys that the writers have been putting the characters through as they reach life after 50, (usually) both older and wiser.

When the fic opens, I’m not giving anything away to say that divorced Harry and Draco have clearly not made a clean break from one another. We are left to unravel why they fell apart in the first place – and, we hope, how they will mend bridges. "We were so fucking young and stupid. We thought we could make a marriage work on sex and love…" How many of the Drarry fics we know and love end on this very note? Well, here’s the aftermath.

This is another Fest fic where the Might-Have-Beens swim achingly close to the surface. The author did not tag this as “angst,” and I think they were right not to; this is not an angsty fic. But learning why Draco and Harry broke up, interspersed with their fumbling attempts to reconcile, emotionally gutted me. This writer has a keen talent for bringing raw emotion to life on the page. Everything the two men go through feels painfully real.

The secondary characters are wonderful here. I appreciate a future where the Hogwarts classmates from all houses are friends and woven into one big, rambling family. No matter what mistakes Harry and Draco made when they were younger, their lives are rich in love.

Finally, it should go without saying that the pining and UST is to die for. Every single scene with Harry and Draco together is agony in the best kind of way.

And Ron has a name for his belly. Just saying.

May I suggest: Vintage is another gorgeous fic where Harry and Draco couldn’t make it work on the first go-round. Harry and Draco and second chances (or third, or fourth…) are an incomparable pairing.

#drarry recs #draco malfoy #harry james potter #fest: Salt and Pepper #unadulteratedstorycollector

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dralentines-day · 7 years

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Gift #17, @dracomysunshinechild

And here, you will see the moon to match your sun. @@dracomysunshinechild , here is your gift!

Our gifter says:

“This is the first time I'm writing for the Drarry fandom, and I couldn't be more excited to finally join! I hope this fic will make you smile and bring a little joy to your life, my lovely giftee <3″

Untitled - After an odd reaction from his boyfriend Draco, Harry is determined to prove his ingenious Parseltongue Kink Theory. 3k.

Tags: smut, parseltongue kink, bottom!Draco, sexual frustration, masturbation, semi-public sex, inappropriate use of photobooths, drunken shenanigans, established relationship, domestic fluff

“Oh that is not the way you said it!” Hermione giggled into her wine glass.

“Was it your intention to sound like a possessed selkie, Weasley?” Draco drawled, trying and failing to hide a pleased smirk when Ron scowled in his direction. His cheeks were alluringly flushed from the vintage they had been devouring, courtesy of Malfoy Manor’s considerable wine cellar.

“Harry knows that I said it right,” Ron argued defiantly, and shifted on the couch he shared with Hermione to face him, his eyes radiating with hope and a slightly drunken shimmer.

“Well, it did sound more like Mermish than Parseltongue, mate,” Harry teased. He quickly dove his head into the crook of Draco’s arm when Ron chucked a cushion at him.

Ron sighed and crossed his arms. “Alright, you do it then.”

“I don’t know Mermish, though,” Harry quipped, and this time he jumped right off the sofa and onto the floor as Ron lobbed another cushion his way.

“Just say the bloody word, would you?” Ron groaned. Hermione seemed to take pity on him, and started pressed comforting kisses on his shoulder in between bouts of misplaced laughter.

“Sure,” Harry grinned, shifting his eyes away from Ron and Hermione, and trying to tune out the background noises of Hermione’s continued rain of kisses. Harry hadn’t really attempted to speak Parseltongue since right after the final battle, and then it was only to see if it was even possible. He was still able to, but it was different now – he could finally hear the low, rasping sounds his voice made, and had to envisage the words instead of them coming to him naturally.

When Harry finally remembered how to say the word he was looking for through the hazy, alcohol-induced fog in his mind, his gaze was locked onto his boyfriend’s stormy grey eyes as Draco watched him curiously - intensely - those hidden depths so dazzling and hypnotic and instantly capturing all of Harry’s attention.

“Open,” Harry hissed quietly, his voice turning extraordinarily deep and sensuous. He could feel his tongue twist unnaturally to accommodate the foreign sound, before it rebelliously flicked out of his mouth, as if tasting the air.

Draco gasped loudly, his already pinkened cheeks turning even rosier, as he stared at Harry with wide eyes. Before Harry could say anything he stood up shakily, and nearly toppled over him with his rush to leave the room.

“Wait, Dray-!” Harry shouted. He shook his head to clear it, and stood up on wobbly legs. How Draco managed to practically fly from the room when his alcohol tolerance was even worse than Harry’s, he’d never know.

Harry spared a second for Ron and Hermione, and then wished he hadn’t, because they were clearly busy with each other and had no need for him. He then hobbled up the stairs, first searching his shared bedroom with Draco, and then the rest of Grimmauld place. He didn’t know why Draco had such a strange reaction, but he had a feeling it had something to do with him speaking Parseltongue, and Harry was determined to find out why. Finally as he was about to give up his muggle methods and try a locator spell on him, he passed a rarely used bathroom on the third floor and heard Draco’s voice.

And it sounded like he was… wanking?

Harry was instantly rock hard, and was just about to open the door and join his boyfriend when he heard the telltale sign of Draco’s orgasm. It was a loud, deep, breathless sigh of bliss and powerful relief, as if he had been on the torturous peak of orgasm for years and was only just able to finally release it. Harry could easily imagine Draco at the moment, with his hand covered in come and spine arched as he lost himself in the last vestiges of his pleasure. As Harry stood there drooling over his thoughts, he heard a muttered cleaning spell and the bathroom door was suddenly opened, revealing a ruffled and dazed Draco – who bumped straight into Harry’s chest.

“H-Harry?” Draco stuttered, his eyes blown wide from remnants of his previous activities, and unless Harry was mistake, a hint of fear.

Harry paused, raising an eyebrow. He didn’t think he had ever heard Draco speak with anything less than flawless grace – words were his domain. He decided to ignore it, and move on to much more pressing matters. And by that he meant the one in his pants, currently poking his lover’s upper thigh.

“Draco… were you just wanking?” Harry grinned lasciviously, and tilted his head and lowered his eyelids in the way that Draco claimed brought out his inner, sexy Slytherin.

Draco bristled in that cat-like way Harry was so fond of, irritation flashing across his exquisitely flushed cheeks. “I was doing no such thing!”

“I heard your moans,” Harry said, his gaze dropping to Draco’s shiny pink lips. They were so small and perfectly rounded, but easily became plump after Harry had his way with them for a couple of minutes.

“You must have had too much to drink,” Draco said with finality. He haughtily raised his chin and tried to step around him.

“Not so fast,” Harry quickly slipped an arm around Draco’s waist, but Draco elegantly shrugged off, and took the opportunity to make his escape.

“Oh come on, I know what I heard, Draco! You could have at least let me join you!” Harry swivelled around and yelled after him.

“You’re delusional, Potter!” Draco yelled back, turning his head to shoot Harry an angry glare - but he couldn’t cover up his post orgasmic glow, or the way his slim hips swung as he walked away, as if doing their own satisfied, victory dance.

It only took two days for Harry to figure out that it was the Parseltongue that prompted Draco spontaneous wank session, and he was proud to say that it was without any of Hermione’s help.

His first clue was how often Draco would zone out of their conversation and stare longingly at his lips, before coming back to himself and scowling for doing so. Harry found it quite adorable, except that Draco would avoid him for a while after if Harry made the mistake of expressing his returned interest. The avoidance itself was probably another clue, but Harry couldn’t move past how annoying it was to think much on it. Harry knew he was a clingy, possessive person, although those traits only manifested physically with Draco. He was used to his boyfriend being there all the time, and responding beautifully and passionately to Harry’s advances.

The hint that made everything finally click, however, was Pansy Parkinson. Draco invited Pansy over for dinner every Tuesday, usually so they could gossip to their heart’s content while Harry cooked them a delicious dinner, which Draco then made up for heavily and enthusiastically every Tuesday night.

Harry was just about finished with their dinner when he heard Pansy howling with laughter, and put it onto simmer to investigate.

“Hiss hiss, Draco,” Harry heard Pansy sing as he neared the living room. He stilled, instantly alert.

Draco’s muttered reply was imperceptable, but Pansy's high pitched, delighted cackle of "it's like second year all over again!" was hard to miss, followed by an equally loud "you were so /obviously/ obsessed with it, darling, not that you knew why."

These hints coupled with Draco’s strong reaction the night before made Harry’s newfound theory make absolute perfect sense.

Draco had a Parseltongue kink.

And Harry couldn’t be more ecstatic.

Draco was obviously reluctant to admit it, but Harry had the perfect plan to prove the Parseltongue Kink Theory.

That night as Harry waited for Draco to finish his bedtime routine, he lay in bed with his arms crossed behind his head just watching his lovely boyfriend flit around in his preferred black silk boxers and a sheer dressing gown that Harry knew he wore solely for the purpose of arousing him.

When Draco finally finished, smelling clean and heavenly, with his blonde hair falling tantalizingly over his eyes, he daintily climbed into bed, pretending he no idea that Harry was already hard and leaking and seconds away from ravishing him until he was sweaty and sated and covered in Harry's cum.

“So it’s going to be one of those nights, is it?” Harry asked throatily, and laid a palm on Draco’s bare thigh, gently rubbing his thumb in circles on the smooth flesh.

“What are you talking about?” Draco inquired nonchalantly - but parted his thighs slightly in anticipation.

“That’s right, spread those pretty legs of yours for me,” Harry groaned huskily, inordinately pleased.

Draco did just that, a faint line of pink blossoming above his high cheekbones as he watched Harry’s pupils dilate at the wanton display.

“Such a good boy,” Harry cooed, and slotted himself in his rightful place as Draco glowed under the praise.

Draco started moving his hips, trying to grind his cock onto Harry’s, when Harry leaned down and kissed him, hissing Parseltongue against his lips: “I love when you dance on my cock.”

“Harry!” Draco moaned absently – and then stilled his hips. “What did you just say?”

Harry pulled back from his lips, licking the last of Draco’s taste off of them and smirking. “I figured it out, you know.”

“It?” Draco asked warily.

Harry grinned and smacked a kiss onto his lips. “Your Parseltongue kink.”

Draco’s jaw dropped, and in a manner reflective of his seeker days, he flipped Harry over, scrambled out of bed, and darted out of the room.

Harry pouted. “What about my Tuesday-thank-you-for-cooking dinner sex?”

The next few days continued in a similar fashion, with Harry trying to lure Draco into a false sense of security and then whipping out his arsenal of Parseltongue, and Draco alternatively sputtering angrily and blushing beautifully, then avoiding him again.

On Thursday during lunch:

"The neighbour’s cat is eating your mother’s hydrangeas again, Draco."

Draco's spoon froze on the way to his mouth, and his shoulders started to tremble with suppressed emotion.

"I guess I'll go renew the wards around the garden, then?"

Draco dropped the spoon, buried his head in his hands, and screamed in frustration before storming out.

"Is that a yes or a no?" Harry yelled after him.

On Friday, just when Harry thought he was close to breaking him, Draco started to retaliate, with his typical Slytherin tactics – exploiting Harry's biggest weakness, in the worst way possible.

"Harry," Draco drawled in a low, sexy voice just before he entered the kitchen for breakfast.

"Morning,” Harry yawned, serving eggs onto their plates.

"Do you think this is too... fancy for work?" Draco asked innocently, and when Harry turned around Draco had paired his usual suit jacket with the tightest pair of dress trousers he had ever seen.

"Draco?!" Harry squealed, as his eyes fastened onto the decidedly obvious outline of his shapely arse. He might as well have not have worn clothes; it would have been more decent.

"Does it make my arse look big?" Draco asked as he arched his back and practically thrust his bum into Harry's greedy hands.

"Err," Harry stared dumbfounded, and tried to think of the quickest way undress him.

"No? Well, that's a relief then. I’m off to work!" Draco announced cheerfully, and just walked away from Harry.

"Wait, you're - you can't go to work like that!" Harry yelled, and heard a crack of disapparition in reply.

Harry sank to the floor and pressed his palm to his raging cock, knowing that the thought of Draco in those tight trousers would haunt him all day.

"The little minx," Harry cursed fondly, and vowed to take revenge.

As soon as Draco apparated home, Harry was ready for him.

"Ahh, Harry!" Draco moaned as Harry slammed him to the door and furiously licked and sucked his neck.

"You left this home all day," he growled, and canted his hips so Draco could feel his heavy erection in between them.

"Please..." Draco gasped, throwing his head to the side and clutching Harry's hair to encourage more sucking.

"Those fucking trousers," Harry groaned, a spike of jealousy and possessiveness searing through him, and he swiftly grabbed Draco's arse only to find that he had changed out of them.

"You didn't think I'd actually wear that to work, did you?" Draco teased, his grey eyes dancing with victory and smirk insufferably smug.

Well, that wouldn't do.

"If I really thought you had, I would have had to follow you to work, and bend that pretty little arse over your desk," Harry said smoothly, and by the subtle widening of Draco's eyes, he knew that it was both a promise and a threat. "I wouldn't even put up a silencing spell, just let your entire office hear the filthy sounds you make for me when I'm balls deep inside you. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

"Harry," Draco whined, and clutched him urgently with his eyes blown wide with lust. His hips bucked into Harry's when Harry leaned down and fanned his hot breath over Draco’s ear.

"That’s my little exhibitionist," Harry hissed.

Draco seemed to melt for a brief second, before he recognized the Parseltongue, and leaped out of Harry’s arms and away.

Harry sighed and beat his head against the wall in frustration. At the rate this was going, they were both going to be forced to be celibate for the rest of their lives.

It was the morning of Valentine’s Day, when Draco slipped his arms around Harry as he was cooking.

“I have a surprise for you, tonight,” Draco whispered into his ear, and Harry was instantly lost to the thought of low-lit booths in muggle pubs where his hand could easily slip unnoticed under the table, or a fancy restaurant where they could trade verbal foreplay over six course meals until Draco was begging for Harry to take him home and have his way with him.

“What is it?” Harry croaked.

Draco smirked against his neck. “You’ll see.”

Harry had no doubts that Draco had chosen a muggle mall as their date destination because it was the most public, unromantic place he could find, in case Harry chose to whip out his Parseltongue again.

Except that it really didn’t matter where they went, because it was always enjoyable, as long as they were together. Even when they were sexually frustrated beyond belief with each other, they were able to momentarily forget. Especially with the way Draco’s eyes lit up in wonder at the most mundane muggle things, and how he almost jumped in excitement when he discovered the miracle that was the flat screen telly. Harry had no choice but to smile fondly at his boyfriend the entire time, and wished he had bought the camera that was on sale in the last store just so he could capture how cute Draco was acting.

“What’s that, Harry?” Draco pointed to the large, box-shaped photo booth in a secluded area of the mall.

“It’s a photo booth, it takes a strip of muggle photos of you.”

“So there’s someone inside with a camera?” Draco asked in astonishment.

“It’s automatic,” Harry explained, and Draco gasped and snatched his hand to drag him towards it.

Harry chuckled. “I take it you’d like to try it?”

Draco shoved open the curtains to the booth, and pulled Harry inside. It was barely big enough for the both of them, but was well-lit and private.

“Well it is Valentine’s Day,” Draco smirked, silver eyes shining with happiness, and it was only then that Harry realized how close they were inside the tiny booth. As Draco fiddled with the muggle money and cursed multiple times as he tried to figure out how to work the machine, Harry quietly stood by, trying to tamp down the intense waves of arousal that seemed to assault him endlessly. It was like all of his pent up frustration had figured that it was the perfect time to rear its head, what with Draco being so close and smelling so divine.

They positioned themselves as the countdown started, and Harry watched Draco promptly school his smile into a Malfoy-approved smirk. Draco was constantly correcting his behaviour to what he had learned growing up as a pureblood wizard, even though it was a lot less now as he realized that his ideals differed from that of his parents. One of the reasons that he loved helping Draco lose momentary control – whether it was through sex or immersing him into muggle culture – was because it was the only time where he could truly be himself, without his past nipping at his heels. Harry could think of nothing he enjoyed more than seeing Draco without any inhibitions.

And that was when Harry found the last puzzle to his Parseltongue Kink Theory. It was something that made him lose control, so Draco tried to suppress it.

Harry shook his head and chuckled lowly. Now that he knew why Draco was avoiding him so vehemently, it would be easy to convince his boyfriend. All he had to do was to show him it was perfectly acceptable.

The counter was at three when Harry slipped an arm around Draco’s narrow waist, and closed his eyes to visualize the Parseltongue.

“Draco,” Harry whispered, his voice low with arousal and the natural sound of the unfamiliar language.

Draco stiffened, but the graceful blush across his cheeks couldn’t be denied – especially when it was captured on camera.

“Draco, just let go,” Harry hissed, and this time he pulled Draco into his arms and skimmed his lips against the sensitive skin of Draco’s neck.

“Harry, what are you doing,” Draco gasped, heedlessly pushing his arse back as it sought out Harry’s clothed cock.

“Want you,” Harry growled, and apparently that sounded even better in Parseltongue, because Draco finally melted, in the way that drove Harry absolutely mad.

“Harry, please,” Draco whined, turning his head so he could have a taste of Harry’s lips.

“Oh no you don’t, you’ve denied me of this for far too long,” Harry grabbed his hips and ground his cock into the cleft of Draco’s arse, as Draco wailed and wholeheartedly committed to helping Harry with his task.

“Please, Harry – its been too long, and your voice, I can’t wait…” Draco moaned.

“Yes, that’s my little slut,” Harry harshly bit along his neck, and continued to incoherently gasp words into Draco’s skin, until soon enough Draco made a frustrated sound and banished his clothes.

Draco wantonly leaned against the glass screen – which Harry vacantly realized was still counting down and snapping pictures - and begged Harry with those metallic, mesmerizing eyes.

“Fuck me, Harry – and don’t you dare stop that incredibly sexy hissing,” Draco demanded imperiously, and Harry sweared to do just that. He wandlessly cast a stretching and lubrication charm on Draco’s pretty arse, and unzipped his trousers just enough to free his cock. He allowed himself to stroke it twice before he pulled Draco’s hips towards him, and sunk inside him with a drawn out hiss.

Draco’s arse was where Harry belonged, he realized. There was no other place that felt as glorious as Draco’s tight, velvety hole.

Harry must have been still for too long, because the next thing he knew Draco was brazenly slamming his hips back onto Harry’s cock like a man starving, and Harry’s body seemed to be out of his control with the furious pace he was pounding into Draco, the words spilling from his hips so fast that even he couldn’t understand them.

When Draco came it was unexpected an untouched – the first time that had ever happened. His come splattered all over the photo booth, splashing as high as the glass screen and the camera inside it, and the thought of that triggered Harry’s own orgasm, which felt like a gallon of pent up come finally being put into its proper place.

In the seconds after while their breathing was still heavy and the air was overpowered with the smell of sex, Harry heard the noise of the finished photo strip coming out of its intended slot, which Draco’s come had only barely missed – and Harry realized he finally had solid proof of Draco’s Parseltongue kink.

Although, Harry thought, examining his beautifully flushed, sweaty boyfriend, who had also discovered the strip of photos and was looking at them in equal parts horror and lust, Harry already had all the proof he would ever need.

Want to see more? Check the "dralentine's day" tag or head over to dralentines-day.tumblr.com!

Happy Dralentine's Day!

#drarry #dralentine's day #drarry squad #dralentine's gifts #dralentine's day gifts

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curiouselfqueen · 7 years

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❤️️❤️️❤️️❤️️❤️️ Write 5 lines from your fanfics you are most proud of and tag 5 writers ❤️️❤️️❤️️❤️️❤️️

*sweats* Okay....

First, thank you for this! The fact that someone thinks I could possibly have favourite lines makes me happy because 1) you’re saying I’m a writer and 2) apparently I’ve written enough to have material to pull for this... *looks up all my work and tries to find some favorite lines.... (*cries because I’m pretty sure some of my favorite lines are from my first fic ever which is GONE*)

a-hem. *tries to not be awkward talking about my writing, none of which is polished*

Valentine’s Plans:

A few stops later, the part-Veela and her ex-husband with latent Werewolf tendencies were locked in a small box together.

This is a favourite because it kinda makes me chuckle a little every time. I wrote it and immediately thought “This would be a funny prompt on its own.” (Please, everyone feel free to take that line and run with it. I would be thrilled *cough*andit’smybirthdayinaweek*cough*)

A Drarry Scene:

He greets Molly, handing over the bottle of wine and falling into their well-worn argument of not having to, but wanting to, and thank you, then silently asking himself why he actually bothers with picking decent vintages for these gatherings.

A Duelling Scene:

“That’s the trouble with you Purebloods, always afraid to get your hands a little dirty,” Harry said as he tossed Draco’s wand back over his head without looking.

Dis’s Birthday fic:

“Psh,” Draco said as he turned away to pick up the bell jar once more. “Woman, if you think you’re able to pull any surprises on that man, you really have become delusional.”

“And so are you if you don’t think I know how to fool either of my husbands after all these years.”

“You worry me sometimes.”

“Good. Now careful with that disembodied hand. It’s probably cursed.”

Holiday Drabble

Laughing, Harry caught her in his arms and pulled her in tightly. If his strong arms were crushing her just the tiniest bit, she wasn’t going to say anything.

Bluna Holiday Fic

“Yes, well, leave it to Pansy to find a reason and a way to strategically add glitter to any theme,” Theo said as he picked up an hor’ d'oeuvre from a passing tray. “As long as it’s not in the food anymore, I really could care less.”

Alright, there we are! I’m not sure if this is an “ultimate list” but this is what I came up with after re-reading a handful of my stuff.

Thanks for the ask!

#my stuff #my writing #my fics #i don't know what else to tag this #but this really was fun #I truly appreciate this ask #I really needed something fun and this kept me relaxed for a good portion of the evening #Anonymous #asks & answers

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fanfic trope: break up/make up (my personal favorite because I love pain)

A++, I love it! I think it’s been one of my favorite tropes to read in the past few years. I just love the potential for longtime pining and emotional reunions. These fics often explore the contrast between younger and older/mature versions of Drarry and I really appreciate that. I especially love it when they break up because of external events (see Polar Night by hereticalvision) or when they get together fresh out of Hogwarts, young and still a bit lost, then find each other again in the most unpredictable ways (like in Vintage by momatu). Ahh the catharsis! I could spend the whole day reccing fics for this trope, each with a different tone and flavour! Imo the ultimate break up make up is Blood and Fire by lqt (the “I've fucked you in that shirt” line gets me every time!).

Send me a trope and I’ll rate it!

#trope asks #break up make up

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Ever wondered what Harry and Draco might get up to if they visited your country? Maybe you’re longing for a holiday (who isn’t?) or want to wallow in nostalgia about your favourite destination. Here I present the solution! Inspired by @the-starryknight’s Drarry Round The World challenge and @graymatters’ fabulous Big Bang fic set in Alaska, I’ve put together four reclists of fics featuring our favourite boys abroad.

A few notes on the lists: all the fics are >1.5k words (ish), the first three lists feature fics with a single or primary destination, and I did not include AUs eg. Beauxbatons!Draco. When putting these lists together I tried to select fics where the country in question is explored/described in detail and integral to the story (so ‘resort abroad’ stories may not be included). I also haven’t added Major Archive Warnings so please check these before reading.

All of my lists are absolutely works in progress and I’d be very happy to make additions if you fancy recommending me a fic or suggesting one for an upcoming part! Thanks to all who made suggestions for this part!

Part One: Africa, Asia, Oceania and Antarctica | Part Two: Europe | Part Three: The Americas | Part Four: Road Trips

Belgium

Hunc Draco Dormiens Amat Titillari by @lalalaartje (M, 15k)

Channel Islands

When It Alteration Finds by momatu (E, 27k)

Czech Republic

Midnight in the City of a Hundred Spires by @shiftylinguini (E, 25k)

Finland

I Am Not Who I Became by mab_di (E, 93k)

Löyly by @citrusses (E, 10k)

Sparks from the Fox’s Tail by khalulu (T, 17k)

France

A Summer in Bordeaux by @zigster-ao3 (E, 29k)

Against All Odds by momatu (E, 50k)

I Won't Let You Fall Apart by @xanthippe74 (M, 50k)

invisible string by newroamantics (M, 10k)

Forever In My Mind (Be My Golden Sunshine) by @ladderofyears (M, 7k)

Nice by @sweet-s0rr0w (E, 2.1k)

Of Matchmaking Owls & Second Chances by xErised (T, 11k)

Qui Vivra Verra by camomiletea (E, 22k)

port in a storm by saltwatergarden (M, 8k)

Palace of Eternity by @gracerene (E, 28k)

The Seventh Life by @corvuscrowned (E, 18k)

Sex on Legs in Six-Inch Heels by Tessa Crowley (E, 9.7k)

Un Noël très parisien by @femmequixotic (E, 14k)

Vinification and Draco Malfoy by CamWesley (M, 75k, WIP)

Vintage by momatu (T, 7.2k)

Germany

Human by @ghaniblue (E, 28k)

Match Fit by @ravenclawsquill (E, 25k)

The Pact by @meandminniemcg (E, 12k)

Safe as Houses by @xanthippe74 (T, 25k)

Greece

Hesperides by @lettersbyelise (E, 1.4k)

Rekindled by @coffeedrgn87 (M, 6k)

Hungary

Bridges by @cavendishbutterfly (E, 16k)

Iceland

Adventures in Babysitting by AnnaFugazzi (M, 18k)

Dear Mr Potter / Dear Malfoy by @scarlet-malfoy-blog and pangodillO - note, this fic is a WIP (G, 11k)

Sæglópur by @femmequixotic (E, 34k)

Tracing Memories on Your Skin by @iero0 (T, 4.8k)

Italy

A Drop of Amaretto by BelladonnaLee (T, 6.2k)

All Roads by @korlaena and Saulaie (M, 37k)

Before Florence by dysonrules (M, 9.6k)

Blessed Are The Lambs (Do You Walk with Gabriel?) by @cannibalschism (E, 50k)

Focus Potion by @fw00shy (T, 11k)

Forever Was a Lie by @thesleepiesthufflepuff (E, 22k)

Postcards from Italy by @sorrybutblog (E, 6.1k)

Preserving Lemons by @saintgarbanzo and @ihopeyoubothstaysafefromharm (E, 17k)

Something in the Water by leontina (T, 10k)

Starkissed by @zigster-ao3 (E, 33k)

Tuxedo Angel by tryslora (E, 25k)

You Are Safe (I Know) by @ohdrarry (E, 43k)

The Venice Job by nishizono (E, 26k)

Wine and Whale Bones by @uncannycerulean (T, 3.5k)

The Netherlands

In Our Blood by secretsalex (E, 38k)

Moving Soft by @professordrarry (M, 51k)

Voices From The Fog by @noeon (E, 14k)

Northern Ireland

Between Ink and Blood by Candamira (E, 18k)

Norway

Polar Night by hereticalvision (E, 13k)

Polar Night/Midnight Sun by toomuchplor (E, 54k)

Saviour of the Seas by @thebooktopus (E, 45k)

Portugal

Red Thread (that will lead me home to you) by xErised (E, 17k)

Republic of Ireland

Charmed Wool by Winnett (E, 12k)

The Company of The Rose by @lower-east-side (E, 32k)

happiness, unplanned by @drarryruinedme7 (E, 13k)

Offer Up Our Hearts by @tackytigerfic (E, 22k)

Wild (orphaned, E, 93k)

Romania

Next Time I Fall by @sassy-cissa (E, 22k)

Spain

Exiled by A_factorygirl_69 (E, 17k)

Full Fathom Five by Sita_Z (E, 18k)

The Least Expected by momatu (G, 17k)

Sweden

Heartlines by @shiftylinguini (E, 73k)

#drarry #drarry round the world #drarry abroad #fic recs

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Hi! I just finished reading ‘Voices From The Fog’ by noeeon from your fic rec and now I’m craving drarry fics that are set in places outside of the uk. Can you please tell me if you know of any?- maybe in a similar situation where Draco and Harry just happen to run into each other? Thanks!!

Hi anon, love this ask! I have a bunch of recs and am probably forgetting some, so I’ll come back to update this list if I remember any other title. Hope you enjoy these :)

Light Years Away by @lettersbyelise (2019, M, 2.5k) - just a brief flashback scene, but oh so lovely!

No one told Harry about the training courses young Aurors and Curse Breakers have in common, just like Harry never told anyone about his one-night encounter with Draco Malfoy two months prior.

Between the Power Lines by @tackytigerfic (2020, M, 3.2k)

For Harry Potter, all roads eventually lead to Draco Malfoy.

Mending (in the Mountains, with Monkeys) by khalulu (2017, G, 3.3k)

Well along on the road to healing, Harry and Draco do some sight-seeing in Sichuan, amidst the monks and monkeys.

Big Hands by @fw00shy (2020, E, 4.5k) - Muggle AU

Draco Malfoy is a pianist who's just moved to Paris. Harry Potter, his new roommate, has the biggest hands he's ever seen. Draco is immediately obsessed.

Vintage by momatu (2017, T, 7k)

Of all of the vineyards, in all of the regions, in all of France, Draco's blasted editor sends him to Potter's....

in between two tall mountains (there's a place they call lonesome) by @oknowkiss (2022, E, 8k)

In the shadow of a mountain on the Oregon coast, there may or may not lie a shipwreck, on which there may or may not be a magical relic, lost hundreds of years ago. Harry's been tasked with finding it, and Draco is there to take notes, and they're stuck in a campervan pretending to be married, and it's all going to be just fine. That's what Draco's gotten rather good at telling himself, anyway.

Water, Water, Everywhere by JulietsEmoPhase (2018, E, 9.5k) - Muggle AU

Speakeasy 1920s Drarry AU. Draco is so terrified of being different, he doesn't recognize a good thing when it's right in front of his face.

Before Florence by dysonrules (2014, M, 9.6k)

Harry is visiting Florence, Italy, when he runs into an unexpected person. They decide to explore the city together and by the end of the night, everything that Harry thought he knew had changed.

The Spider and the Moth by marguerite_26 (2010, E, 10k)

Young Auror Harry Potter is sent to Morocco to investigate a potion smuggling ring. He quickly realises he’s in over his head with both the assignment and the primary suspect.

Old City Jasmine by SilentAuror (2005, E, 11k)

Harry is woken suddenly one night when Death Eaters break into his flat and is whisked away to Damascus and the wonder of the ancient world.

Beekeeping by khalulu (2014, E, 13k)

A few years after the war, Harry needs distance from the British wizarding world and volunteers abroad as a teacher in a poor rural school. Draco is a low-budget traveler, wandering wherever his curiosity leads him. Their paths cross in Malawi, “the warm heart of Africa.”

World's Edge by RurouniHime (2011, E, 15k) - mind the tags!

In the harshest environment on earth, Harry finds that escaping is harder than simply running.

Exiled by A_factorygirl_69 (2013, E, 16k)

Draco is declared persona non grata by the Ministry after the War. Harry has been tasked with keeping an eye on him, ensuring he stays out of England.

Sparks from the Fox’s Tail by khalulu (2013, T, 17k)

Draco is frustrated with his career as a travel writer, when a mini-tirade from Mrs Weasley and an encounter with the portrait of an intrepid great-great-great-aunt lead him to Finland to study wandless magic.

Crimson Neon by @xanthippe74 (2020, M, 20k)

Winter, 1999. Harry thought going to New York would help him get his head on straight, but all he has to show for it are sore feet and a fridge full of takeaway containers. And now he’s homesick on top of everything else.

Phantom Orchid by dysonrules (2013, M, 21k)

Auror Potter goes to Seattle in search of a smuggler and discovers a very familiar person in a quite unfamiliar setting. Is Draco Malfoy really who he is pretending to be?

Match Fit by ravenclawsquill (2019, E, 25k)

After picking up a groin injury just two weeks before the Quidditch World Cup Final, star Seeker Harry Potter reluctantly agrees to seek help from world-renowned Magi-Physiotherapist, Draco Malfoy. Cue sexual tension, naked sports massages, inappropriate erections and a healthy dose of acid-green lycra.

Midnight in the City of a Hundred Spires by @shiftylinguini (2019, E, 25k)

Harry Potter is a missing person. Draco Malfoy is a vampire. They are the last two people one would expect to bump into each other in a Creature Bar in Prague, yet to Draco’s absolute shock that is definitely Harry fucking Potter sitting across from him. Even more surprising is that Potter may have a case for him.

The Venice Job by nishizono (2007, E, 25k)

Harry Potter was one of the youngest Aurors in history. He was the Boy Who Lived, and the Boy Who Lived Again. He loved Guinness and Quidditch, and hated pineapple. He wrote letters to Hagrid every Thursday, and on Sundays, he visited Hermione and Ron. Harry Potter was also not gay.

Unexpected Turn by Oakstone730 (2015, Explicit, 27k) - Muggle AU

English real estate developer Draco Malfoy is in America to find his long lost cousin and escape a scandal. When his car breaks down in the middle of nowhere, his trip takes an unexpected turn.

Last City by @lol-zeitgeistic (2014, E, 27k)

Twenty-four Twenty-three men, six cities, and one unusual sexual requirement.

Faint Indirections by ignatiustrout (2019, T, 29k)

Draco Malfoy is the last person Harry expects to turn up in Boston, Massachussetts. But now he's here, and he won't stop requesting books from the library where Harry works.

Tourist: A Love Song by xErised (2019, T, 30k)

Harry is in New York City looking for inspiration for his next collection of paintings. He’s not expecting inspiration to appear in the form of a black-haired Draco Malfoy playing the guitar and singing with such a beautiful voice.

All Bets Are Off by dualwieldteacup (2019, M, 31k)

Harry Potter's latest security assignment brings him to Las Vegas for the International Wizarding Casino World Series. At a magic underwater hotel, he is tasked with guarding the legendary and mysterious gambler known as Snake Eyes. The stakes are high when both Galleons and emotions are involved.

Potential Gravity by @lol-zeitgeistic (2014, E, 32k)

Draco is not good at Cards Against Humanity, but Harry’s not good at being human, so it all works out. Except for the explosions. And Harry’s inability to live when Draco’s not around. The one with Beirut and video games.

Starkissed by @zigster-ao3 (2020, E, 32k)

Harry hopes an indulgent trip abroad will help shake him out of the doldrums of his life. What he finds once he gets to Venice is more than he ever expected.

Sæglópur by @femmequixotic (2011, E, 34k)

After a difficult breakup, Draco finds himself dragged to the land of magic, law, and natural wonders where, of course, nothing goes as planned.

All Roads by @korlaena and Saulaie (2019, M, 36k)

Draco hates his job at the Prophet. He hates it even more when he’s assigned to write an article on Harry Potter, who left the country three years ago after their falling out. Draco doesn’t want to face the truth about himself, but he’s stuck between Harry and his duty, and he’s out of options.

Aeternus Solem by @onbeinganangel (2020, E, 37k)

On December 1st, Harry Potter gets sent halfway across the world to attempt to break a possibly fatal curse on an unnamed British Unspeakable — except said Unspeakable is not unnamed at all and Harry has been in love with him for over four years.

Unseen by @Jackvbriefs (2020, T, 47k)

Harry Potter finally has the chance to leave England and its expectations for The Chosen One behind for good. All he has to do is survive one Auror training conference overseas with Draco Sodding Malfoy.

Against All Odds by momatu (2015, E, 53k)

Beauxbatons is hosting the first ever Quidditch Summer School for children from all over Europe, and Harry has promised to enroll Teddy as his birthday present. Meanwhile, Draco is stuck in his office, putting together the first ever Quidditch Summer School for children from all over Europe during, when he should be enjoying summer holidays.

Polar Night/Midnight Sun by toomuchplor (2023, E, 54k)

Harry travels to arctic Norway on the trail of dragon egg poachers, only to find he's been assigned to work alongside the only NorMagPol Auror north of sixty: one Draco Malfoy. It's been ten years since they crossed paths, and Malfoy isn't exactly what Harry expected or remembered. For one thing, he wears a lot more hand-knits?

I could be wrong, I could be ready by @harryromper (2018, M, 57k)

Harry Potter left Britain after the war and didn’t look back. Ten years later, when Gringotts discovers a vault containing his parents’ belongings—including their badly spell-damaged wedding rings—he’s forced to face up to friends and family who’ve grown in ways he could never imagine, a wizarding London rebuilt beyond his expectations, and the anniversary of the Battle of Hogwarts. And if that wasn’t enough, there’s the entirely unforeseen problem of Draco Malfoy.

Heartlines by @shiftylinguini (2017, E, 72k)

Harry never expected he’d end up chipping away at his virginity while wandless and bonded to Malfoy in Northern Europe. He never expected that would turn out to be the least surprising thing to happen while out on their training expedition in the middle of nowhere, either.

Knead by laughingdog (2020, E, 83k)

This is not a story about Harry renovating Grimmauld Place. This is a story about coffee shops and brewpubs, about Ginny and Luna on a farm with creatures, about magical Oregon, coastal road trips, flying, friendship, and Draco Malfoy's lean arms.

I Am Not Who I Became by mab_di (2019, E, 93k)

Draco left England after the trials and has travelled the world meeting wizards and Muggles from different cultures and with vastly different relationships to magic, each other, and the natural world. Now he's a fisherman in Finland on commercial vessels. Harry has been struggling since the war and has become a recluse while trying to write his autobiography.

Way Down We Go by @xiaq (2019, T, 109k)

In which Harry and Draco both run away from their pasts and conveniently choose to hide in the same tiny American town.

Grounds for Divorce by @tepre (2019, E, 122k)

Malfoy finds a coin. Harry finds a letter. A story about histories, a story about families. A story about a lemon tree somewhere in Upper Egypt.

Left my Heart series by emmagrant01 (2004, E, 236k)

Auror Draco Malfoy has disappeared, and Harry Potter has been sent to San Francisco to find him.

#anon #asks #Drarry reclist #fics set outside the UK

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