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Draco: Harry Potter saw me crying. This is the most embarrassing thing that has ever happened to me. I want to die!

*30 seconds later*

Draco: I take it back! I take it back!

#draco im so embarrassed i want to die malfoy #and #harry fine then die bitch potter

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It should be a crime to get this close without kissing:

SMH

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“Are you,” Harry said, and swallowed, “are you fucking with me?”

Draco let out a shivering breath. “No,” he said, and added quickly and worried, “but since we’re being so communicative tonight and given your -- insane and thrilling honesty policy, I thought I should tell you that I’m still not very good at, um, monitoring my emotions or managing anything half-hearted with respect to you, so if you keep this up I’m probably going to fall in love with you, which will be very awkward for everyone involved.”

“Er,” Harry said. “Well. Wouldn’t mind.”

“Oh,” Draco said.

—Nice Things, by Aideomai

Love this fic so much. It’s like a warm hug.

#one of my favorite fics of all time #its sweet #its cozy #ive read it several fucking times and i will continue to read it thousands more

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The devastating difference between how much time it takes to write something vs how fast people read it lol

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Recs masterlist part three : past fests

I’ve been doing drarry recs posts every week for a while and it’s getting harder and harder to navigate through all theses posts. So here is a masterlist of all the posts I made so far.

Note : the masterlist is now split into three parts. I have apparently reached the maximum number of links you can include in a single post. Part one is here Favorites, authors, themes and length and part two is here Ongoing fests.

Last updated : March 25th 2024 (Added since last update)

Previous update : September 25th 2023

Past Fests (the last edition was held before 2022)

Big Bangs : Harry Big Bang 2015, HD Big Bang 2011, Draco Big Bang 2010, Big Bang Baby 2008, Big Bang Baby 2007, Big Bang Baby 2005

Consent fest : 2019, 2018

Daily Deviant : Banging Birthday 2020

Harry submits : 2012

HD Canon fest : 2011

HD Collab : 2019

HD Eight Year : 2015

HD Glompfest : 2019, 2017, 2014, 2013, 2012, 2011, 2010

HD Holidays : 2012, 2011, 2010, 2009, 2008, 2007 winter, 2007 summer, 2006

HD Hurtfest : 2020 , 2016, 2015, 2014

HD Inspired : Animagus, Back to school, Mpreg

HP Creature fest : 2016

HD Remix : 2021, 2018, 2017, 2016, 2015 , 2014, 2013, 2012, 2011, 2007, 2006

HD Smoochfest : 2015, 2014, 2013, 2012, 2011, 2010, 2009

HD Tropes : 2019, 2016, 2014, 2013

HD World Cup : 2009, 2008

HP Animagus Fest : 2021

HP Creature Fest : 2016

HP Kinkfest : 2020, 2019, 2018, 2017, 2016, 2015, 2014, 2013, 2012, 2011, 2010

Special events :  Lock Down fest 2020

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Okay, so I have this au (fade into you au)

Harry is raised by Sirius, who explains early on why Voldemort had tried to kill him, how the wizarding world is very prejudiced, and how friendship and understanding can save a generation.

Harry is still a horocrux in this au, and has had dreams of another reality where people die for him, lives are ruined, and a mad man is resurrected. He doesn’t like that version of reality very much.

So he decides to save the wizarding world one angsty teenager at a time, unknowingly making a wee Draco fall head over heels in love with him!

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#fadeintoyouau Draco sneakin looks at that one annoying gryffindor that he’s harbored a crush on since first year and is now his potions partner

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“so tell me, potter, have you been naughty or nice?”

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of cabinets and cupboards

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just thinking about all the fics that are being created in authors' heads right now inspired by the Tortured Poets Department

#im not emotionally ready #but i am #i need them

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I was late (you were early)

These was commissioned by @dodgerkedavra for her fic “I was late (you were early)”

These scenes took place in two different time, the first and second one when they were 19 and the third one when they were 29. A portrayal of a ten years story. I’m really happy with the way the colors turns out and finally drawing the auror robes I had in my head haha.

The three small part of the fic that I used to illustrate these scene was

Malfoy pulls Harry’s other hand away from his ear and places it over the buttons of his jacket, his fingers warm over Harry’s shaking ones. His chest rises and falls under Harry’s palm, and he can feel Malfoy’s heart beating even through his uniform.

One second his hand is flat on Malfoy’s chest and the next it’s a fist. One second he’s against the wall and the next he’s crumpled forwards into Malfoy’s arms.

One last stroke, and Harry leans into Draco with a contented sigh. He inhales the scent of roses and early summer heat and Draco’s soap. Birds titter in the branches nearby. Draco’s heart beats against Harry’s back. The rhythm never falters, never stops.

There’s a second part to this story which was told from Draco’s pov which is angsty as well 🥹. It was “I’ll find you again (I always do)”

Working on these reminds me again how I loved drawing with red colors. I hope these illustrations manage to brings out or at the very least showed glimpse of the emotion these two portray in dodger’s wonderful fic ;-;

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This shitpost took way too long omfg..

full credit to @lgbtwolfstar on tiktok https://www.tiktok.com/@lgbtwolfstar?_t=8jE2gfiilpl&_r=1

I redrew my fav scenarios from their content! Check out their account it’s so funny omfg 😭😭

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Babe

There's something tragic about you

Something so magic about you

Don't you agree?

Lately, all I have are wips that intimidate me, so I tried to do a very quick study to get out from the claws—ended up liking this quite a bit so I thought I’d share it. Happy Friday, everyone!

#oh

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Draco is a racist in the most literal sense. (Well, former – reformed? – racist, that is. He wouldn't identify as one anymore.)

But he'd nonetheless been a racist – literally. He'd subscribed to the Pureblood notion that Wixen and Man are two separate creatures, made distinct by the inherent magic to one and the lack thereof in the other, which made the latter inferior. It'd taken no less than a week of critical thought to rid himself of the philosophy.

Indeed, his stint in Azkaban between his arrest and trial had been rather enlightening. It'd given him the perfect amount of time to grapple with himself, his identity, and the very fiber of the world as he knew it.

In preparation for his hearing, he attempted to shift the blame for his racism from himself. He'd been a child after all. A child very susceptible to the whims and fancies of his parents, as many children are. So, really, it's his parents' faults for impressing upon him their obsession with blood purity, and no one could fault him – sweet, innocent, young Draco – for taking up family business of slur-hurling and the mild torture of innocents.

Yes, he'd be a free man, for sure.

But then he'd unfortunately remembered that his parents had once been children, too. And at what point did the blame shift from them to their own parents, and then the generation before them?

At what point did Draco become responsible for his actions? Was it between second and third year, the transition into teenager-hood? Or was it when he got the mark? Could he blame his parents – his mother who'd begged him not to – for that decision?

What about the cabinet?

What about Dumbledore?

He'd stared at his cell wall for hours, wracking his mind for an answer other than the one he had. None came.

The day of his trial, he resigned himself to a guilty sentence.

But then, of course, Harry Potter had to muck everything up, as he always did – does. Within hours, Draco was not returning to his cell, but standing in front of the Ministry with all of his worldly possessions cradled between his arms.

Well, then.

The next five years were rather boring, full of strife and struggle. He knew poverty for the first time in his life, an experience he never wished to repeat, and despite the horror that was ages 15 through 18, he learned that it had not been rock bottom.

No, rock bottom was much, much worse.

On the bright side, his Wizard upbringing had been good for a few things. For one, his complete ignorance of the concept of sexuality meant that his open homosexuality made him "cutting edge" and "interesting." Secondly, his impeccable aesthetic taste made him hireable.

At 25, he's the most popular stylist at a bougie London salon, and he's made quite the name for himself among the rich housewives of South Kensington. Gone were the days of dumpster diving and petty theft.

Draco Malfoy is, once again, a god among mortals.

And like any god, he is a master of keeping up a facade, which is why he's able to not visibly react when the last person on Earth he wants to see walks through the salon doors.

Harry sodding Potter.

Draco should have anticipated this. Of course, Potter would show up the moment Draco's life was going well – the prick was justice incarnate. He must have a sixth sense for undeserving people experiencing happiness, and like a good hero, he sweeps in to strip the perpetrator of the feeling.

Draco refocuses on the appointment he's in the middle of, thinking invisible thoughts in hopes that it would prevent Potter from spotting him.

As anyone could've predicted, it doesn't work.

"Draco?"

He spares half a glance toward Potter, who stands only a few feet away now, having bypassed the front desk girl. He looks back to the foil in front of him, checking the color.

"Potter."

"What are you doing here?"

He pauses, gives Potter a flat look, and then continues working.

"Oh," Potter says dumbly, "right. But, I mean, um, what are you doing here, like, in, um, this side of London."

It's a lame and fumbled attempt to ask why Draco was in Muggle London, in a Muggle salon, doing a Muggle's hair, and Draco latches on to the opportunity to turn the conversation around.

"What – you think I don't deserve to be here?"

Potter's brow furrows in that familiar way that says he understands that he's just dug himself into a hole, but he hasn't a clue how to un-dig it.

"No," he denies too aggressively. "You know what I mean. I just didn't expect you to work at a place like this."

He winces at his words, and Draco doesn't bother hiding his triumphant smile.

"I'll have you know," Draco's client, a middle aged woman named Siobhan who has that eccentric look that only works on the uber rich, says with a pointed finger at Potter, "that Draco is a very talented young man, and we here are lucky to have his skill. I'm not sure how you two know each other, but I won't stand to have Draco's talents diminished in my presence."

Potter's face turns bright red, and his shoulders shoot up to his ears. "No– I, I– I wasn't trying to–"

"It's all right, dear," Draco says to Siobhan with a hand on her shoulder. "This just shows how far I've come, the success that I've achieved; I won't let others' prejudice stop me."

"Prejudice?!" Ah, there's the outrage that Draco coveted so much when he was younger. It remains unfairly amusing.

Biting back a smirk, he gives Potter a stern look. "If you'll excuse us."

He doesn't wait to for Potter to leave to guide Siobhan to the back wall where the sinks are. Behind him, he can hear Potter awkwardly shuffle out of the salon, and the tin bell above the door announces his departure.

Draco asks one of his coworkers to take over while he has a quick smoke break. Once outside, he allows himself exactly three minutes to panic before straightening his shirt, wiping his tears and heading back inside with his head held high.

If he knows Potter as well as he thinks he does, this won't be the last time they meet. Potter's horribly stubborn like that. So all Draco can do is prepare and hope that the next time Potter shows up, it'll satisfy whatever morbid curiosity he has.

And maybe next time, Draco won't notice how handsome he is.

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Draco would've been such a good Death Eater if he was actually loyal to Voldemort. He's the only Death Eater to be able to quickly and easily find Harry when he wants to and also the only Death Eater to have Harry entirely at his mercy 3 separate times. He also knows everything about Harry including who his friends are and what he cares most about. Unfortunately for Voldemort Draco is 1) not actually into the whole Death Eater cause and 2) hopelessly in love with Harry Potter. Otherwise the war would've been over pretty quickly.