#drarry a day in may

[littlewinnow]

How dare you Harry!!!

#drarry #drarry fanart #myart #drarry dads #scorp did not like that or forgive Harry for several days until he got him ice cream #even then he kept his eye on Harry #this baby may forgive...but never forgets

[drarrily-we-row-along]

Yearn

It’s a hot, aching, burning feeling that sits under Harry’s breast bone; igniting his heart, stealing his breath. 

Draco is compelling as he talks and socializes, wooing everyone. Utterly composed. 

Only Harry knows who he truly is. How he’ll fall apart, gasping, arching, unbelievably perfect in his imperfections. Entirely Harry’s.

Written for the @microficmay prompt: yearn (read more of my microfic may drarry fics)

#microfic may #drarry #yearning #idiots in love #am i jumping on the bandwagon for microfic may super late? yes. #are we going to see how many I can do in the next 4 days also yes

[cluelesspigeons]

This is written for the prompt “dew” from @drarrymicrofic

I’d been craving some hot summer days while writing this, since it’s been a rather grey and wet summer where I live. So enjoy some older drarry spending their morning together.

Word count: 164

Drarry microfic: morning coffee

By the time Draco had made his way outside for his morning coffee, the sun had already dried the early morning dew on the grass and the leaves around him. He could feel it would be yet another hot summer day.

It didn’t take long before his husband joined him in the garden, a cup of tea in his hand. He sighed when he sat down next to Draco. From this close, and with the sun warming his face, it was easier to spot the greying hairs in Harry’s beard.

“Have I ever told you how much I love summer?” Harry asked, before taking a sip of his tea. “Those warm days with the soft breezes and the long evenings… It’s all so perfect!”

“Hmm.” Draco hummed contentedly. He did have to agree, summer was the best season. It was moments like these, when he could enjoy his morning coffee outside with Harry by his side, that he would cherish until his final days.

Prompt from May 9th

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#drarry #drarry microfic #drarrymicrofic #drarry fic #drarry fanfic #drarry fanfiction #draco malfoy #harry potter #draco x harry #harry x draco #my writing #cp writes #cluelesspigeons #may 2023 #dew #morning coffee #warm summer day #older drarry #they’re just enjoying their time together

[graymatters]

I owe you a black eye and two kisses

Draco Malfoy can’t fight worth shit. You’d never guess by his casual confidence, the nonchalant way he dangles his lit cigarette between loose, uncaring fingers. As if the Marlboro Red could fall into the sticky puddle of beer on the floor and ignite the entire pub in a cloud of flames, and he'd just lean against the bar, the sharp angles of his face muted by an unimpressed boredom. 

It’s all a show, a well-executed farce, from the way the light glimmers off the silver hoop in his left brow (cosmetic charm) to the intentionally disheveled rips in his jeans (no charm, just Muggle scissors), with the aim of always feeling too cool to touch, too distant to truly know. But Harry knows. Truly knows. And he relishes the moments he gets to peek beneath those carefully constructed layers and find who lies underneath. The real Draco is in the mumbled whispers between breathless kisses that speckle the quiet of rainy mornings, the subtle graze of his fingers over the back of Harry's neck, the third sugar in Harry’s tea though he only asked for two.

As though he could feel the moment Harry’s gaze found him across the pub, Draco meets his stare, placidly quirking a brow and bringing his cigarette to rest between the knowing smirk of his lips. Harry doesn’t suppress his grin; unlike Draco, he’s never been good at playing it cool. But one thing he’s got on Draco these days is patience. So he stands in the door of the pub, leans heavily into his hip, and waits. 

“Missed you,” Harry says, stubbornly searching for a sliver of that vulnerability underneath Draco’s hardened exterior. For a while, Draco doesn’t budge, holding onto that cool nonchalance like a lifevest.

But eventually, Draco's patience wears thin, and his grasp on his meticulously-constructed mask falters: an exasperated sigh, long fingers shuffled through carefully-mussed hair, pristine posture crumbling into something relaxed and soft. He’s beautiful like this.

“For Merlin’s sake” —finally, a betraying upward tilt of Draco's pale pink lips knocks the breath from Harry's lungs— “I missed you, too, Potter.”

I'm trying to write every day in May. This ficlet (and title) inspired by the song Crush by Ethel Cain. It screamed Drarry, couldn't help myself.

#drarry #my writing #gray's may days

[softlystarstruck]

✩ softly reading: may 2022 ✩

welcome to softly reading, in which i list every single drarry fic i’ve read this month in hopes that you, dear reader, find a fic you like too!

✩ - a fave | 🔥 - hot | 🌼 - gentle read

longer reads

✩ As the Lights Lift Around Us by @zeziliazink [M, 25k] 🌼

In which our heroes become reacquainted in a pub, spend a whole day together that turns into night, and then...? Featuring a minor freakout (Draco), a brand new song (Harry), and affectionate exasperation (all of their friends). Will Draco figure his shit out before Harry gives up? Will Harry survive the Venomous Tentacula? Will Draco ever decide which tea he wants? Will Harry's HooTube commenters ever forgive him for falling in love? Recced to me by @ihopeyoubothstaysafefromharm

Vale Sanare by RurouniHime [M, 23k]

Draco’s world gains a new component just when he thought he’d sorted everything out.

be my breath (through the deep, deep water) by GammaRey [M, 13k]

Draco just wanted to make it through his eighth year. Having Harry Potter as his potions partner was complicated enough, but when their potion decides it has its own agenda, his life only gets deeper in the weeds.

✩ facedown on my bed (thinking of you) by @onbeinganangel [M, 10k] 🌼

Sometimes the feelings you have for your enemy-turned-roommate-turned-bff are not as platonic as you think. Sometimes you're the last person to realise it.

Home County by orphan account [G, 10k] 🌼

Harry is an architect and the reluctant part-owner of his own firm. Malfoy works at The Ministry but doesn’t actually have a proper job title even though what he does sounds as though it’s pretty important. It would probably be harder not to become friends, when they have to sit through endless, dull meetings with each other, and skirt around some truly terrible weather, and deal with Harry’s irrational hatred of his assistant, and build thirty whole houses from the ground up in a wet field outside of London.

short & sweet (< 10k)

Just a trial run by @tenthousandyearsx [E, 9.1k] 🔥

In which Harry wants to get into sex work and Draco would prefer to keep him for himself.

In the Ways That Matter by FleetofShippyShips [T, 9k]

Falling asleep with Harry Potter mid-argument, while completely pissed, was something Draco could never have predicted happening when he returned for his repeat seventh-year at Hogwarts. But it happened. And then it happened again. And again. At some point the alcohol was gone, and they were just falling asleep side by side night after night, escaping nightmares together. It isn't anything more than that, even if sometimes it really feels like it is. [H/D Consent Fest 2018]

Making a Politician Shut Up: A Lover’s Guide by Lokifan [E, 7.5k] 🔥

Draco is the youngest member of the Wizengamot; being a politician has not made him less likely to run his mouth. Harry would just like one damn shag - evening - without Draco running his mouth.

✩ Not Nineteen Forever by @sorrybutblog [E, 5.9k] 🔥

A rogue charm hits on a mission and suddenly, Draco is nineteen again. Harry is still thirty-five and doing his best to look after his de-aged Auror partner (and forget about his long unrequited crush) until St. Mungo’s can brew the antidote. Only, Draco insists on wandering around Harry’s flat wearing nothing but Harry’s pants, flirting like his life depends on it and in the end, Harry’s only human after all.

✩ Of Mirrors, Myths, and Men by @the-starryknight [E, 5.4k] 🔥

After years of renovations on the Manor, Draco has one room left: the Ballroom. Harry Potter’s repair skills come highly recommended. But from the moment Potter stepped foot in the Manor, something burned between them, far more compelling than Draco could have ever anticipated. [H/D Remix 2021]

Only the sun (only the sun) by @sky-is-torn [G, 4.2k]

A terrible curse was placed on Prince Draco when he was still in his crib. Anyone unworthy who touches him will die instantly. On his twentieth birthday, he sets out after the sorcerer who cursed him... but fate has other plans for him.

✩ The Room by loverloverlover [T, 3.4k] 🌼

It’s eighth year, and Harry and Draco are spending hours together in the Room of Requirement. What will happen when they decide to make amends? Tap-tap-tap-tap. A story told in five parts.

Hung Parliament by Lokifan [E, 1.7k] 🔥

Politics make Harry want to smack someone. Luckily, he has Draco there to be smacked.

✩ Midnight Madness by @novembersnowflake [T, 1.6k]

"You're drunk," Harry said. / The corner of Malfoy's mouth curled wryly. "Just enough to make me brave."

✩ Baby, make me a new blank page by @achillesangst [E, 917 words] 🔥🏳️‍⚧️

After the war, Harry wants to let go. Draco craves control. It works, messily.

art gallery

✩ revealing history by @t4tdrarry [G] 🌼🏳️‍⚧️

an exploration of harry potter and draco malfoy's scars. [HP Trans Fest 2022]

previous softly reading lists

#sorry im playing catch up expect june in the next few days!! #and then july maybe on time hahah #softly reading #softly reading may 2022 #drarry fic rec

[andithiel]

I wrote a thing

I haven’t had the energy to do a banner or even a proper post for it (mostly bc I haven’t found the right picture damn it’s hard to search for stuff on Pexels and Unsplash) but it’s got:

8th year

FWB (secretly)

Pining

Harry being the only one not thinking that Malfoy is Up To Something

Some spicy scenes

It’s called Fading in Love (5k, rated E). A million thank yous to the lovely @crazybutgood for helping me with the beta work ❤️❤️❤️

#drarry #andithielwrites #I’ll probably do a proper post about this some day #I *may* have to learn how to draw #which is what I think every time I try to find the *perfect* pic for a banner

[theoretical-thinker]

Chapter 5! :)

In case you want to read m story on tumblr, here are the links for Ch 1, 2, 3 and 4

The prompt´s in the end notes on AO3 and the chapter´s also under the cut

5) Festive Sign and Wooden Cabinet

Draco was still riding his high when they finally arrived in Sorcebury a few hours later. He´d packed a book for the ride but he hadn´t needed it. The whole time, he´d been fascinated by the way they were driving through the beautiful landscape. When he looked out of the window, it even felt a bit like he was flying on his broom! Minus the cold and the occasional unpleasantness of being exposed to the weather!

It. Was. Amazing.

Which he told Potter more than once, unable to contain his excitement and joy.

And Potter… smiled. He actually, genuinely smiled.

Huh, that was weird. And even weirder was his own reaction to Potter smiling. It started a small kind of… restlessness inside of him. The first time it happened he´d frowned, trying to work out what his body wanted to communicate to him – without success though. The next times he had just ignored it.

As they were making their way from the bus station to the hotel, it came to his mind again and he pondered about it. But after a few minutes he shrugged. Maybe it was his nervousness coming through, about them going into this mission with barely any ammunition. In any case it didn´t seem important.

He was honestly curious what their accommodation during their mission would look like, but when the small cottage-like house came into sight, Draco scowled. Oh, no…, it couldn´t be… right?

Unfortunately, the moment they stepped into the house, his suspicions were confirmed. And he felt offended.

“What in Salazar´s name is this?!”, he asked, disgusted by the sight that presented itself in front of him.

Potter only frowned, obviously confused. “Um… Malfoy? I believe that´s what we call a cabinet.”

“Don´t be dense, Potter, I´m not talking about the bloody cabinet. I´m talking about everything surrounding it!” He looked pointedly at the objects in question.

On top of the cabinet sat a small model village consisting of five buildings, in front of it garlands of dark green pine, brown pine cones, red leaves and warm white lights. Two artificial white trees stood on either side. A wooden sign was fixed to the wall in the centre of the space between the trees, light wooden letters reading `It's the most wonderful time of the year´.

Ugh.

“It´s all so… Christmassy.” Draco shuddered. It had been the same on the house´s front side decoration, hence his prior wariness.

“Yeah? So?”, Potter seemed totally lost.

“Why though?”, Draco whined.

“Well, why not? What the hell´s your problem, Malfoy?”

“What my problem is, Potter?”, he whipped around to face him, pointing accusingly to the cabinet. “It´s not even December yet!  I get that you can´t escape the Christmas hell after the first of December, but… now? Already??”

By now Potter, looked fairly amused.

“Malfoy, for a lot of people, the Christmas season pretty much begins the second Halloween´s over.”

Draco looked completely aghast. “For real?!”

At this point he could swear he saw a small smirk on Potter´s lips. The tosser.

“Yes, for real. Also, don´t be so dramatic. Even if that wasn´t the case, have you forgotten what today´s date is? It´s the 30th of November, so it really isn´t that unreasonable or uncommon to see Christmas decoration.”

Dammit, Potter was right. He had indeed forgotten that the first day of December was only a day away. Still.

“In my opinion all Christmas decoration is unreasonable, no matter what time of year. All of Christmas, really.”

And theeere was the infamous raised eyebrow again. He had almost missed it. Almost.

“Wait, so let me get this straight:”, Potter said, “you love snow, but you hate Christmas?!”

“How´s that so hard to understand?”, Draco replied, a bit defensive.

“Because it makes no sense! Christmas and snow are inevitably linked to each other!”

Draco snorted. “No, they´re most definitely not. It´s obvious that you being the Saviour has nothing to do with your wit. There can be Christmas without snow - what would you say to people living in warmer countries who celebrate Christmas? You can´t celebrate cause there isn´t any snow? And what about the months after New Year´s? Doesn’t it snow in January? February? Do you simply tell the snow ´Sorry, you made a mistake, it´s not Christmas anymore so how about you melt away´? This doesn’t make any sense now, does it?”

Potter pouted. “Smartass.”

Draco opened his mouth for a comeback, but before anything could leave his lips, he heard an amused, low voice behind him. “I guess you´re our new guests?”

Both he and Potter whipped surprised around to face the person standing there. It was an older lady with a friendly face. Her hair had a few grey strands and was bound into a loose knot. She smiled. “So? Are you?”, she asked, an expectant tone in her voice.

“O-oh yeah, we are!”, Potter jumped into action. Since he was the one with the most Muggle experience between the both of them, they had agreed he´d organise both their ride and their stay here. Even though he´d never admit it, especially not to Potter, he was immensely grateful for it, since he was sure he only would´ve made a fool out of himself if faced with the situation alone.

While Potter again took care of everything, Draco wandered around the room, noting the two other rooms and the staircase linked to the foyer, wrinkling his nose every time he saw another decor-abomination.

“Malfoy!”, Potter called out after a few minutes and he turned around. “Let´s go?”

“The younger generations and their pet names…”, the old lady said while shaking her head, but she still smiled kindly. “I suppose I´ll never get them.”

“What do you mean?”, Potter asked, frowning.

“Seeing that your room is booked for a ´Harry Potter´ you seem to be calling each other your respective surnames? It´s not often I see a couple doing that.”

Oh crap. He´d completely forgotten about that and according to Potter´s face, he hadn´t been the only one. If the old lady hadn´t watched them in that moment, he totally would´ve rubbed Potter his “easy” regarding their fake dating under his nose. As if abruptly flipping the switch from obvious dislike to seemingly in love would ever be easy.

As fast as he could, he came up with a plausible excuse. “Oh well, you see Mrs.- “, he suddenly realised he didn´t know her name yet. Or introduced himself. If his father was still alive, he´d be outraged at his lack of manners, though this kind of thought really didn´t keep him up at night anymore.

“You can call me Gertrud, dearest.”, she smiled, having guessed the reason for his sudden stop.

“Ah, yes, Gertrud. You see, when we first met each other, my Harry”, Merlin, that felt weird, “and I initially didn´t like each other that much and only called each other by our surnames. Of course, the moment we got to really know each other, the dislike and the surnames fell away quickly. But when we bicker, they unintentionally and unconsciously come back. What can I say? Old habits die hard.”

There. A lie mixed with the truth. He hoped it was believable enough.

According to Gertrud´s expression, Draco had succeeded, because her smile turned amused again.

“My name is Draco Malfoy by the way, in case my– boyfriend”, that felt even weirder, “didn´t already tell you.”

“Don´t worry, dearest, he did, but thank you nonetheless.”

When he glanced at Potter, he saw that the bastard was grinning at him, too. Typical, letting Draco make a fool out of himself while watching from a safe distance. He swore, if Gertrud wouldn´t be here right now, he´d–

Noticing his slightly murderous glance, Potter was quick to turn to Gertrud, too.

“Aaanyways, Gertrud. Thank you so much for your welcome! I´d say M-  um, Draco and I better get to our room, the journey was quite long and we´re a bit tired.”

“Oh, sure, dearest! There´s a folder with all the information you´ll need in your room, but in case you´ve got any other questions, I´m just a call away!” And with that, she swept out of the room.

“Well…”, Potter rubbed his neck, “I guess that wasn´t so bad.”

Draco only ´hmmpfed´ instead of answer, lifting his travel bag and walked past Potter. A few steps along, he turned around and looked at Potter expectantly.

“Well? You coming?”

#25 days of drarry #and so it begins #Draco may be a snow stan #but no Christmas fan #you´ll find out why later... #fanfiction #writing #christmas #25 days 2022 #25 days of draco and harry #slythindoor100

[sweet-s0rr0w]

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

[drarry-mini-bang]

Fest rules

What is this fest about?

Drarry Mini Bang is a collaborative fest in which writers and artists come together to create fanwork. The writers will submit their detailed concept for a fic, and artists will claim one or several (up to you!) to create an art piece.

Who can participate?

You must be at least 18 years old at time of signing up.

We also expect you to treat everyone taking part, including the mods, with respect. 

All work must be your own, and we do not allow any kind of fic or art produced with AI.

You may register as both a writer and an artist, but due to the collaborative nature of this event, you cannot make art for your own fic. All the matching will be done through the claiming process, therefore we will not allow pre-made collabs between artists and writers.

What are the requirements for writers? 

Writers will need to write an original fic of at least 10k.

The fic needs to be a stand-alone, unpublished fic. You will be asked to submit your fic concept with an estimated word count, a list of tags and possible warnings/triggers and the rating of your fic. If any of these details change after you’ve submitted your concept and before preview day, you need to let the mods know asap. If something changes after the teams have been announced, please talk to your partner and let the mods know if there are any issues.

Please do not share details of your fic before you are matched with an artist. You can share small snippets and talk about your story after the teams have been formed.

Your fic must be complete and has to be beta read before the submission deadline. Should you need an extension, please let us know as soon as you can.

When you fill in your sign up form, you will be given a chance to decide what type of art you would like to receive for your story.

We will cap writers at 25 participants, but we will open sign ups for pinch hitters. We will try our best to find everyone an artist to work with, but due to the collaborative nature of this event, should we not have enough artists, the people whose fics have not been picked might have to be dropped.

What are the requirements for artists?

You can create a variety of original fan work based on the story your writer is working on:

- illustrations, both digital and traditional (they don’t need to be in colour) 

- moodboards (at least 6 elements)

- plastic arts (including embroidery and origami)

- playlists (a minimum of 10 songs)

- fic binding

- podfic

We will ask you to create a minimum of one art piece based on the story your writer is working on. If you would like to work with more than one writer (which would make us extremely happy), please let us know in your sign-up form.

There is no cap for artists.

What kind of rating is allowed?

Any rating is allowed for both art and fics, but please tag your work appropriately. 

We support SALS (ship and let ship) YKINMKBYKIO (your kink is not my kink, but your kink is okay) and DLDR (don’t like – don’t read), so we will not tolerate any shaming. 

For this fest, we will not accept any works that contain darker themes or tropes that are usually covered by the "Dead Dove" tag. If you have any doubts about specific content and would like to know if it will be accepted, please do not hesitate to contact us.

If your work is rated Mature or Explicit, the characters involved must be at least 18 years old (Hogwarts 8th year fic are therefore acceptable with any rating).

What is the schedule for posting?

Sign ups open for writers and artists: 20th January

Sign ups close: 18th February

Deadline for fic concepts and details to be submitted by writers: 18th February

Fic concepts sent to artists: 24th February

Artists claim: 27th February

Teams announced: 2nd-6th March 

First check-in: 6th April

Second check-in: 11th May

Last check-in: 8th June 

Submissions due: 2nd July 

Posting begins: August 

Do I need to keep my creation secret?

You can share your WIPs only after the teams have been announced.

This fest is not anonymous.

What if my partner ghosts me or is being rude?

Please let us know and we’ll speak to them. This is a collaborative event - ignoring your partner causes unnecessary stress and anxiety, and we will not tolerate any rudeness or abuse.

We also ask that you stick to deadlines, because we don’t want anyone to be let down and end up without a partner. If you think at any point during the fest that you need to drop out, please please please let us know as soon as you can, so that we can find someone to replace you.

I still have a lot of questions about this, how can I contact you?

Send us an ask, a DM or contact us at  and we will gladly answer.

Your mods @orange-peony, @pato-roldnart, @bubble-gumhead

#rules #mod post

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

T-48 hours to Armageddon (when we watch me finish GO Season 2), I want to make a statement. and a will.

I've been getting a lot of ominous statements from the fandom. They've become increasingly concerned for my mental stability and even survival post the season two finale (thanks guys). I feel like as mascot I need to make some kind of statement, in case I do not survive the Final Fifteen. Maybe a will. Don't worry, this contains no spoilers (?) and no speculations or fanfiction about season 3. It is simply My Dramatic Outpouring of Poetic Emotion.

Firstly, @neil-gaiman, good day to you, Neil, this is the first interview (?) I have watched of yours. And I see you said "quiet, gentle and romantic" which until now I was kind of assuming was a fandom inside joke. I'm glad I know what to expect going into the second half of season two. In case I do not survive, thank you very much for this journey, you have created a masterpiece. I think I will watch Coraline in the next 48 hours since I am living on borrowed time and I do very much want to watch that before it all ends.

Secondly, to all the maggots, thank you very much for kidnapping me and dragging me into this beautiful pain with you. I do not think I will survive the Final Fifteen. I fell for Crowley and Aziraphale too deeply. But all my love to you, and I hope you will ensure my memory lives on. Take my posts and my meagre contributions, for they are yours. Maybe @1800ineedshelp, Lina, you can ask the maggot choir to sing Eleimon Aegovoskos (for those unaware, that is a hymn I wrote for Crowley) at my funeral, if my body is found and not discorporated. @queermarzipan I need you to mention my love for Drarry.

I have already put a POTC post in queue, maybe I'll add a few more so I linger painfully on this site even after my mortal remains are resigned to the stardust that Crowley once created.

Thirdly, @howmanyholesinswisscheese, please make the funeral arrangements and pay for them, thank you. You can play Someone to Stay if you like as you cry over your beloved late son (me). I hope I was your favourite (only) problem child and family disappointment.

Those who made art for me, @ivory--raven, @1800ineedshelp, @madfangirlontheloose, @arkytiorlecter, my deep thanks, let it be displayed in lieu of a photo.

Lastly, OFMD fandom, I'm sorry I entered so late. Make sure the show is renewed. Fly your gay flag high for me.

I still have two days, but I'm taking precautions because I'm very organised like that. Take my love, maggots, all of you, I couldn't tag everyone though I want to. May the nightingales sing again.

Your mascot and prophet, very, very dramatically yours,

Asmi

#IM SORRY GUYS I'M A DRAMATIC LITTLE SHIT #good omens mascot #good omens #good omens fandom #weirdly specific but ok #asmi #crowley #maggots #lgbtqia #aziraphale #neil gaiman #aziracrow #azirowley #ineffable fandom #ineffable husbands #ineffable spouses #ineffable idiots #good ineffable omens #shit post #but make it #emOtiONAl #good omens funny #if my pain is fuNNY TO YOU ALL #which it apparently is #david tennant #michael sheen #ineffable divorce #final fifteen #good omens 2

[xx-thedarklord-xx]

If you are like me, excited for upcoming drarry fests but suddenly feel like you are behind because there are so many, you have come to the right place. I am going to try to compile a list for the ones coming up in the next few months, if I have missed any fests please let me know and I'll add them!

Draco Tops Harry @dracotops-harry

Prompt Collection: January 06 - 20, 2024

Claiming starts: January 22 - March 17, 2024

Submissions due: March 18, 2024

Fest starts: April 1, 2024

Drarry MiniBang @drarry-mini-bang

Sign Ups: January 20th

Sign Ups Close: February 18th

Deadline for fic concept: February 18th

Fic Concepts to Artists: February 24th

Artist Claim: February 27th

Submissions Due: July 2nd

Posting Begins: August

Lights Camera Drarry @lcdrarry

Propmting: January 10-17

Claiming/Sign Ups: January 20th to March 15

Submissions Due: April 15

Posting Begins: May 1

Reveals: June 15

HD Wireless @hd-wireless

Prompting opens: Sunday, January 14th 

Claiming opens: Sunday, February 4th

Submissions due: Friday, June 14th

Posting starts: Monday, July 1st

Harry Draco Mpreg @harrydracompreg

Prompting Begins: Monday, 29 January

Prompting Ends: Saturday, 10 February

Claiming Begins: Monday, 12 February

Last Day to Claim: Sunday, 7 April

Submissions Due: Sunday, 21 April

Posting Begins: Sunday, 12 May (US Mother’s Day)

Reveals: Sunday, Sunday, 16 June (US Father’s Day)

#drarry #drarry fests #upcoming drarry fests #This is also for me #because I can't keep track of dates at all #and needed them in one spot #PLEASE let me know if I missed a fest #my memory is ass and I need the help whenever possible #I'll add them ASAP

[drarrily-we-row-along]

Shatter

It was the sound, a creaking, ancient noise; memories rose of fear and curses that stole the breath from your body. 

For a moment Draco was 16 again. The glass in his hand shattered.

A moment later, Harry’s arms wrapped around him, “I’m here,” whispered into his neck. “You’re safe.”

Written for the @microficmay prompt: shatter (read more of my microfic may drarry fics)

#drarry #love #soft #fluff #microfic may #50 words #comfort #day 6

[mono-chromia]

Team Sport

A Drarry microfic//oneshot by mono-chromia

Cover illustration by my beloved @basiatlu (alternate versions can be viewed here)

Word count: 1.015

Read under the cut, or on AO3

Draco hadn't understood, but as he comes to find out, Hermione's words had made perfect sense. Harry Potter makes a sport out of sleeping; commiting to a nap the same way he does to a game of Quidditch.

'Mione had once called Harry a "hard sleeper", whatever that may be.

"A heavy sleeper?" Draco had asked, unsure if he was missing some muggle turn of phrase. It comes up when they are trying to figure out the sleeping arrangements in the shared hotel rooms for Luna and Neville's destination wedding.

"Oh, no," she says. "Well, that too, I suppose, so he won't mind if you get back late, but he sleeps hard. I can't quite explain it." Draco doesn't mention the undiscussed assumption that he and Harry are apparently to bunk up together. "You know how he always tries to carry all the plates and cutlery to the table in a single go? Even if there's sixteen people dining?" Draco nods. "It's kind of like that."

Draco hadn't understood, but as he comes to find out, Hermione's words had made perfect sense. Harry Potter makes a sport out of sleeping; commiting to a nap the same way he does to a game of Quidditch.

Their portkey takes them from 5 A.M. in London to 11 A.M. somewhere in the Mekong Delta region, so when they arrive in their room, Harry immediately crawls into the pristinely made hotel bed, nesting the crisp duvets and the pillows into an iceberg-like structure and sleeps. Hard. Sprawled on his belly with his clothes still on (he's wearing sweat shorts at least, not jeans, thank Merlin) but with his feet sticking out for temperature regulation. He looks like he knows what he's doing. Draco watches him fuss and clumsily toe off his socks (because what lunatic wears socks to bed? Ridiculous) and then doze off immediately, squeezing in a highly efficient, half hour kip before they are expected for their lunch arrangements.

Harry seems more affected by the jetlag than the rest of the company, so Draco finds him, not unlike a cat, sleeping in strange places and at odd moments during the entirety of their stay in Vietnam.

For instance, on a couch in the hotel lobby one early morning, while Ron and Hermione argue with the clerk over the tour reservation that Ron definitely made correctly, with his head in Luna's lap, hoodie pulled low over his eyes, and his arms hugged around his chest.

Or, on the lawn chairs by the pool in the middle of the day. Which, Draco supposes, isn't that strange a place to sleep, but Harry's commitment to the activity is once again proven when Hermione ambles over to rub sunscreen on his back and place a sunhat over his head, all without as much as a twitch.

It's really quite fascinating to watch (though no one else seems to think so) and Draco finds himself somewhat jealous, because even when he diligently works through his own list of requirements for a good sleep (freshly showered, moisturized, teeth brushed, clean sheets, glass of water on the side table, window open for airflow, access to his own pillow) he still doesn't often manage to make eight uninterrupted hours, let alone any misguided attempts at a restful nap. When Draco naps it means the situation is dire, that he is unwell, that he feels like something has crawled up his ass and died there, and it usually only exacerbates his condition instead of having the much desired effect it seems to have on Harry. That effect being that he wakes up content, mellow and sleep-soft (objectively) and exists like that for five minutes or so, before moving onto stage two of his post-nap euphoria, which includes but is not limited to; a general lust for life, toothy grins, silly jokes (objectively), and a propensity for affection towards whoever is nearest to him at any given moment.

Which means that Draco finds himself subjected to the feeling of gently excited hands on his wrists and back as they ooh-and-ahh at the view on their hike, and a chin hooked over his shoulder as Harry feigns mild interest in the book Draco is reading, before asking him to come swim.

Apparently, it also means that, when Draco is keyed up with homesickness on the third of their eight-night stay, Harry invites him into bed.

"You okay?"

Draco looks back from where he has his head stuck out the window, spooked and feeling slightly caught. He stares at Harry in his bed, making up the shape of his body under the sheets from his feet (sticking out from under the cover) to his rumpled head that's more under the pillow than on top of it. Harry's voice is thick with sleep and so, so soft.

"Oh," says Draco. "Yeah. Um. Just— a bout of insomnia."

Harry just hums, low and noncommittal, and for a moment Draco thinks that he might be sleep talking. But then Harry shifts and lifts up the duvet, wordlessly and casually extending an invite towards Draco, and waits for him to get in.

Draco would object, but maybe Harry's bed is just that much more comfortable, maybe that's why he sleeps so well, and well— truly it looks much too inviting to resist. So Draco doesn't object, and quietly pads across their room to slip into bed with Harry. The blanket is bunched up and skewed, there are more than enough pillows, yet none of them in the right spot to actually fulfill their intended purpose, but Harry isn't fussed in the least, and wastes no time snaking an arm across Draco's middle and slotting his head under Draco's chin. Harry seems to fall back asleep pretty much immediately, and Draco is suddenly surrounded by an aura of sleep-warmed sheets, skin-on-skin contact and a bouquet of powdery scented curls, clean skin and sweet spearmint breath. It would have been overwhelming if it wasn't so blissfully sedative.

A robust dose of Dreamless Sleep has nothing on the deep rise and fall of Harry's chest, the dozy twitch of his toes against Draco's leg, the blooming warmth in all the spots where their bodies are touching. Draco dreamily wishes he could bottle it. Who knew that sleeping was a team sport.

#drarry microfic #drarry #oneshot #drarry oneshot #draco malfoy #harry potter #fluff #getting together #napping #cuddling #homesickness #tooth rotting fluff #weddings #holidays #writemonowrite #drarry fanart #drarry art #hermione granger

[graymatters]

For a long while now, I've wanted to explore Harry and Draco in a toxic, codependent relationship (CW), but haven't had the confidence to really take it on in a full fic. Dipping my toes in the water for now.

There's an apology in the tender line his finger traces over my temple, down the scarred and tattered path of my cheek. It flutters in the heated breath of his sigh over my neck, glistens in the wide, pleading expanse of his eyes. As we lie tangled in musty bedsheets, skin damp and chilled from sweat, I can almost hear it echo in the cavern of his chest.

But as sleet taps quietly against the windowpane and Draco's breaths settle into an unsteady rhythm next to mine, any hint of sorrow fades like a bloom fed by billows of smoke in place of sunlight. He turns to me and smiles, that crooked grin that makes my heart stutter and leeches the air from my lungs, and I almost forget how we got here. When did we fall apart? Have we stitched ourselves together in a knot of bloody thread?

The malicious tint of red has faded from the tops of Draco's cheeks to a delicate, rosy pink. I skim the sharp angles of his face with my fingers, absently wondering if the color will stain my skin.

"Tell me you love me," Draco says.

But another phrase slithers through the gaps in his teeth, rattles from the impatient taps of his fingers against my ribs.

It's all in your head, Harry.

"I do."

#iiiiiiii'm reading these violent delights by micah emerever can you tell #drarry #my writing #gray's may days #toxic relationship

[finalfrontierpublishing]

A Case of You by @epitomereally

Happy (belated) Fanfiction Writers Appreciation Day! For FFWAD, Renegade Bindery runs an event where we bind copies of fics for their authors and I was super excited to be able to bind this for a fellow bookbinder!

I'm rather new to the Drarry fandom but @epitomereally has been absolutely wonderful in providing fic recs and bookbinding advice. She is so so kind and I have enjoyed seeing the lovely books she has created for fellow authors, and somewhere along the way I hatched a sekret plan to bind a copy of her fic for her.

Some stats as usual:

97,262 words || 354 pages

body text: EB Garamond 11 point

accents: Bestaline Sans, Bell MT and Bembo Std

I had really wanted to do a design on the spine (both of us like doing some spine stitching as a design feature), so i really wanted to be able to put it in a bind for her. also my near obsessive fixation with spine stitching worked out in my favour because i settled on a constellation design and ran with it. the design on the spine is stitched with gold linen thread, and accented by some designs done in heat reactive foil.

for bookcloth, I settled fairly quickly on night sky blue so colibri elder made an appearance. I had a little trouble with colour matching for the endpapers with the endbands (i should have probably done pink instead of purple), but I still like the relative cohesiveness of the look of this book. Endpapers are Crepaldi, i am absolutely shameless about my stash.

I also was very excited because I learnt Affinity Publisher for this book!!! Zero regrets, it looks amazing, i am a convert I will never go back to Microsoft Word goddamn. and ME AND SIDE HEADERS - i love them though the book might have benefited from larger margins. THEY'RE SO SEXY MY GOD.

hehe, i may have also sustained a flesh wound while cutting the board for this book but HEY WE ALL EVENTUALLY HAVE ONE OF THESE THINGS (WHERE WE GOTTA GO TO THE A&E BECAUSE OF A BOOKBINDING MISHAP) BEAUTY IS PAIN Y'ALL.

ULTIMATELY I'M SO GLAD THE BOOK ARRIVED SAFELY TODAY AND I'M SO HAPPY SHE LOVED THE BOOK. when you bind for another bookbinder, it's both stressful and extremely endorphin-releasing because the other bookbinder both appreciates all the design choices you make as well as knows exactly where you might have fucked up.

ultimately, making a book is a small small gift for someone who so generously wrote a novel-length epic for free and shared it with the masses for a love of fandom.

anyway, go read this fic, guys, it's so so good, and SHE JUST WROTE A NEW ONE (IT IS ALSO EXCELLENT and i am savouring it WHILE PONDERING DESIGN CHOICES HEHEHEHEH)

Please check out her AO3 page here.

Other things I've been working on:

FOILED EDGES HAVE BECOME MY PASSION I HAVE NO REGRETS. @duran-binding and I have been excitedly getting everyone into sanding and THE LOVE FOR POWER SANDING AND DOING FOILED EDGES. Marissa has even succeeded with hidden fore-edge painting - ALL HAIL OUR EDGELORD who does marbled edges and hidden fore-edge painting and has so kindly shared all her information with others for absolutely free. ❤️‍🔥

#bookbinding #fanbinding #my books #drarry #epitomereally #harry potter #draco malfoy #a case of you #ficbinding #FFWAD #FFWAD2023 #renegadelovesfic #renegade bindery

[oknowkiss]

my writing year in review: 2023

thank you to @sorrybutblog @wolfpants and @citrusses for the tag!! tagging in a few folks as well: @tackytigerfic @sweet-s0rr0w @nv-md @oflights @mintawasalreadytaken @vukovich @lumosatnight @emmalovesdilemmas @mallstars @moonflower-rose @dodgerkedavra @rainstormradish @m0srael @reserve @babooshkart @lqtraintracks @skeptiquewrites @eveningstruggle @maesterchill @geesenoises @peachydreamxx @saintgarbanzo for anything you'd like to round up!

i went into this thinking 2023 was a bit of a fallow year, output-wise, but looking at my stats page apparently i wrote 100k this year!! who could've known? not me. big thanks to everyone who supported me this year, whether by beta-ing, reading, commenting, or otherwise just listening to me moan. i'm quite excited for what's in store next year, including plenty more moaning. hope to see you all in 2024!

here's what happened in 2023: APRIL the sun, shining above you || dronarry || 14.5 k || E for the inaugural @dronarryfest!

Since joining up with the dragontamers, Draco counts his days in nights. Nights spent drinking in the commune mess, making poor choices he doesn't regret, for once. Nights he doesn't remember, and nights he wishes he could stop remembering.

Then there's that night in Spain, caught in the circle of Ron's arms. A year of nights in Norway, caught in the heat of Harry's gaze. His first night at the Burrow, caught in between them both. MAY proven lands || drarry || 2.8 k || E for @microficmay!

The thing about circles is, they always end at the start. OR: A story about falling in love at the end of the Earth. (told in 31 microfics -- this is the "director's cut") AUGUST the waiting || drarry || 43.5 k || E for @hd-wireless and @m0srael!

It’s been almost ten years since Draco Malfoy disappeared during a routine Curse Breaker training exercise. Harry, his partner in more ways than one, is determined to figure out why. As the past resurfaces and the present fades into confusion, Harry discovers the only thing more unreliable than memory is love.

DECEMBER jerk/off || drarry || 7k || E for @drarrymicrofic secret santa exchange and @m0srael!

“You’ve got my face on your face,” Malfoy says, contorting his – Harry’s – face into an expression it had definitely never made before.

“No, you’ve got my face on your face!” Harry insists, grimacing at the sound of Malfoy’s voice. Being in his body is not unlike operating a sad wooden doll. à bon chat || drarry || 35k || E for @hd-erised and @moonflower-rose

Draco Malfoy didn’t intend to lead a life of crime after the war. It’s just that being good had turned out so incomprehensibly boring.

Now he's thirty-five, a fully redeemed member of society, the darling of the wizarding social pages, and a newly minted consultant for Gawain Robards' Investigative Research division. In his spare time, he enjoys good whisky, casual sex, and moonlighting as an art thief. His biggest score yet is fast approaching and he's got everything planned down to the minute. Everything, that is, until the unexpected appearance of a newly-divorced Harry Potter. Now that Potter's in the picture, Draco's no longer certain if he's the pursuer or the prize.

#my fic #2023 year in review #tag game #harry potter #draco malfoy #ron weasley #drarry #dronarry #i keep editing to tag in more people i'm SORRY #the second i see a tag game i forget everyone i've ever known or talked to #and then rush in to fix my grievous error #forgive me!!!!