#drarry drabble challenge

[themiddleofwonderland]

Memory Marks

Rated G, 224 words (prompt: moving)

The last box sealed itself with a shnick of tape as Harry took one last look around his tiny soon-to-be-former flat. Darker squares on the walls showed where pictures of his friends had once hung, scuffs on the floor told the tale of stools scooted closer when the couch was too small, and a red mark on the kitchen ceiling betrayed where his marinara exploded when Draco distracted him a bit too long, leaving a mark that refused to be Tergeoed or Scourgified. 

Draco had laughed, saying, “Potter, as if you need your security deposit with the fortune you have,” and distracted him a bit more, murmuring that they could just order pizza. 

Harry smiled, looking at all the traces of a full, happy life and knowing that his new place, his and Draco’s new place, would soon bear similar marks. 

Harry shrunk the final box to put in his pocket with the rest and called Draco, “I’m done, I’ll be there in a minute.”

“Merlin, Harry. Can’t even start with ‘hello’? And why bother calling? I will see you in literally two seconds,” Draco said, the eyeroll audible in his voice. Harry’s smile grew wider at knowing his boyfriend’s idiosyncrasies so well. 

“I know, I just wanted to tell you. Have you got the keys?”

“I have the keys. Now come home, love.”

AO3

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[justdistress]

february - drarry server drabble challenge

No Rings "Drop" - 366 words Rating: Gen

“Alright,” Harry said, eyes intent on the ground. “Here’s the plan. Ron, you take the west, starting from the slide. Hermione, maybe start north? The water fountain– Perfect. Draco–”

Draco sat in the grass, his face in his hands. His back made a perfect arch of distress. 

“Draco, why don’t you just try and breathe,” Harry finished sheepishly. He brushed his sweating palms on his trousers and addressed the kids next. “Teddy, search the tunnel. I know you love the tunnel.”

“Yes, sir!” Teddy said with a toothy grin and goofy salute. He nudged Victoire. “What about–”

“Victoire can go with you,” Harry allowed. He rubbed at the line of tension in his forehead. “Dom, maybe you can take the west? We still need someone looking by the swings.”

Dominique tugged at a lock of her hair, watching her parents and a few other Weasleys sifting through dirt in the surrounding flowerbeds. “Alright, Uncle Harry.” 

“I can’t believe I dropped them,” Draco moaned into his knees.

“Breathe, Draco,” Harry reminded him. 

“Our engagement rings. I invited your entire family to watch me drop our engagement rings in a park.” Draco wheezed, eyes huge and wet when he leveled Harry with a look. “Why are you laughing!” 

Harry saved the south quadrant of the park for himself, mostly because it was where Draco was curled on the ground. He squatted next to him and took Draco’s hand from where it gripped his gorgeous, stupid ankle. “You haven’t even asked me yet, you know.” 

Squeezing his eyes closed again, Draco threw himself into the green grass. At least the day was sunny, spring already warming into an early summer, though Harry knew getting the grass stains out of Draco’s shirt would be a nightmare even with Molly’s arsenal of spells. “I haven’t even asked you yet!”

Carefully, Harry kneeled next to Draco’s side and tugged on his ear to regain his attention. “Ask me now.” 

Draco glared. “No. Even you wouldn’t say yes now.”

“Yes,” Harry replied succinctly, ignoring this. 

Draco sat up, a piece of grass still in his hair. “Yes?”

“Yes,” Harry repeated, then added, “I was always going to say yes. Rings or no rings.”

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[phdmama]

Challenged myself to write a 100 words drabble. Drarry, explicit, first time (implied, it's only 100 words obviously!)

“Are you going to do something or what?” Draco asks, his voice cracking embarrassingly on the do.

Potter is sprawled out on the carpet as if he’s been taken out at the knees, which to be fair, Draco thinks smugly, he sort of was. Potter's shirt is rucked up under his armpits, his jeans are tangled around his knees, his spent cock resting on his thigh. His hair’s a disaster, his chest is heaving. He looks as if he’s been ransacked.

He looks ridiculous, Draco thinks. Come-dumb and stupid. Draco can’t even look at him. 

He may never look away.

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[beyondtheclose]

Potter Gossip

written for the drarry discord drabble challenge january 2023, for the prompt “rumours”, wc 188. (ao3 link)

thank you to @crazybutgood for beta-ing this for me <3

When Pansy slid in beside him, devious smile in place, and proclaimed that she “learned the most interesting tidbit in DADA today,” Draco considered casting an ear blocking charm at himself. 

“I heard about Potter’s Patronus,” Draco groaned. “The student body is eternally fixated on Potter gossip.”

The first he heard of it was in the Slytherin common room, a sixth year laughing over Harry Potter’s Patronus changing from the mighty stag into a flobberworm. Then, while going to Potions, a group of first years were debating whether it was a lion or a dragon until they noticed him and scattered. Finch-Fletchley told him it was a wolf, delivered with a barely veiled threat to watch out, “because you never know what might happen if a wand slips—wolves are ferocious.”

Never mind that Patronuses can’t cause bodily harm. (That Harry wouldn’t hurt him). 

Hippogriff, beaver, horse—everyone had a theory. It was exhausting. Pansy could excuse him for not caring.

“Oh? You know his Patronus is also an Arctic fox?”

Draco whipped around to the Gryffindor table, only to find the man already looking at him. Was Harry blushing ? 

“Thought so,” Pansy said smugly. 

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[lupine-trees]

if you ever get desperate

for the @drarrymicrofic song prompt: “one of your girls” by troye sivan. featuring boys being difficult & failing to talk about feelings (what’s new?).

word count: ~180

Harry opted to walk him to the Portkey station.

The training camp was a ways up north, and though this, this, thing between them had been volatile at best, was new and was, well, nothing, sort of, it had felt unsettling— the thought of not seeing Draco off.

Harry hands him the mobile, a sturdy palm-sized Nokia.

“Since you won’t be able to keep using mine all the time.”

“Potter, this is—” Too much. He can’t quite say it, the sudden tightness in his throat too much to speak around.

“A gift. It’s good luck. For the upcoming season.”

A nod, stiff, clocking out. “Alright. Fine. A gift.”

Harry scuffs his toe against the ground. “Give me a call sometime, yeah?” The smile on his face is lopsided (unfair) and tentative.

“Harry,” low, tremulous. “I— I’m going to be… busy.”

His responding shrug is all careful, practiced nonchalance.

“If you ever get lonely.” He holds his thumb and pinky finger to his face, a mimic, stepping back, guarded, away. “Call.”

They both know he won’t. (It’s enough for now— to pretend he will.)

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[otpcutie]

Leap Of Faith

Drarry Discord Drawble Challenge, January. Prompt: ‘moving’ with mixing genres as the art restriction.

A/N: This is a journal entry written about Draco moving forward, from his POV.

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[The text reads:

Harry proposed to me today.

I almost couldn’t speak, not because I didn’t want to say yes but because I did. With everything I had in me.

Harry understood. He always does.

I still think he’s too good for me. Too kind, too gentle, too Harry. He deserves better, and yet he wants me. He says he wishes I saw myself the way he sees me, the way I am.

I’m trying.

It’s a work in progress, but everyday I feel more comfortable in my skin, with who I am, and I see more things to love and appreciate about myself, things that are worthy.

No, that I’m worthy.

I don’t want to deny myself good things anymore. I want to let myself be happy, and have the life with Harry I’ve dreamed of for so long.

I said yes.]

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[ununquadius]

Rumor Has It That...

Written for the January 2023 Discord Drabble Challenge. Prompt: rumours. Wordcount: 188. Thanks marsbar for the prompt and @stargazing-enby for the beta💛🖤 Read on AO3 too

“Parvati told Lavender that Dean had heard Parkinson telling Zabini that Malfoy had a hickey and his hair was all messy when he left the toilet after Charms.”

“So?”

“So, you won’t believe who Smith from Hufflepuff saw leaving the toilet just afterwards! Harry fucking Potter!”

“No way! Potter and Malfoy?”

“And that’s not all, you know? Neville heard Hermione telling Ron that she saw them kissing behind that old witches’ tapestry on the fifth floor.”

“Merlin! What does Potter see in Malfoy? I mean, everyone knows he was this close to being thrown into Azkaban after the war. People even say he tried to kill Dumbledore!”

“But do you know why they didn’t send him to Azkaban? They say Potter spoke on his behalf at his trial.”

“Were they together last year?”

“Why would Potter defend him if not, then? Susan Bones told Padma Patil that she knows for a fact that they were dating back in Sixth Year.”

“No way! Wasn’t Potter dating Ginny Weasley then?”

“Well… rumour has it that he cheated on her because Draco was prettier.”

“Draco!”

“What? They were talking about us!”

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[starlitsilvereyes]

August

Written for the Drarry Discord Drabble Challenge. Prompt: Blush | Word Count: 312 | Rating: E | Warnings: Semi-public sex, Pining, Hand Kink | Read on Ao3 | Listen to Podfic

Thank you to the loveliest beta apricitydays for looking over this, as well as the people from the Drarry Discord who taught me what a First Person Direct Address POV was (*excited noises*). And to the lovely and talented Sumthin Clever for recording such a brilliant podfic (which I am still swooning over)!

I will always crave you in the dusk.

In the unholy hours of the night, tucked away in the corner of the deserted Astronomy Tower. Your calloused hands grasping every inch of exposed skin; my mouth latches onto the crook of your neck, in purpose of marking you as you mark me. 

In the empty elevator when we’ve both worked late. After a long day of stolen glances and knowing stares. I try to ignore the desperation rushing through me as you cross the space between us, hushed whispers falling from your lips like you’re telling me a secret. 

“Do you want this?” you ask. I want it – I’ve never wanted anything more. 

“I want you.”

In the indecent broom closet at someone’s wedding, where you’ve decided to unravel the cashmere suit I had custom made. A weak protest leaves my mouth as you wrinkle the fabric with your careless hands. It’s always your hands. 

“Shut up, Malfoy,” you snarl. 

I let you have almost all of me, given the confined space. I would let you have it all, if you asked. You touch me in all the places where I crave you the most. I melt into your hands, my body aching in the shape of you. My fingers dig into your unruly hair, tugging so I could watch your brows furrow and your lips between your teeth. I try to memorise the reddening blush at your temple and the freckle under your eye. It annoys me how beautiful you are.

I come undone as you do. Your body sags against mine, and I relish the feel of it. Something clatters on the floor, but I’m too dazed to be concerned by it. You kneel for a moment, before taking my hand and fiddling with the edge of my sleeve.

The cufflinks are emerald to match your eyes, didn’t you know? 

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[stargazing-enby]

Colours of You (Drarry)

Created for the August Drarry Discord drabble/drawble challenge! Drawble is a collab with @paoak ❤️

Prompt: shine

Word count: 231 words

Art restriction: rainbow

Read/view on AO3

Sixteen months after the Battle of Hogwarts, Draco returned to school for his Eighth Year. 

Terrified though he was, he convinced himself he'd push through. He just needed to keep his head down, let everyone and everything pass him by. 

His efforts to go unnoticed lasted all of two weeks. 

“Malfoy,” said a voice behind him in the hall. A deep voice—one he'd recognise anywhere despite its recent change. 

He turned slowly. 

“...Potter.”

They hadn't talked since his trial. Draco glanced up and realised—startled—that Potter had stubble now. 

“We're playing a friendly Quidditch game. If you want to join.” 

Potter didn't hide—didn't need to. He exuded the same easy confidence Draco had always resented. Envied. 

He shook his head, but Potter said, “Malfoy…Draco, please.”

“Why?” he asked, tired. Why are you bothering with me? 

“Because you deserve joy, too,” Potter said, so simply Draco's breath hitched. 

Hesitantly, he nodded. 

*

They'd been playing for hours, both chasing for the same team for a change. 

“Draco!” Potter shouted. 

He whirled around, but all thoughts of the Quaffle vanished as he took in Potter's flat, shirtless chest, muscles flexing as he stretched an arm forward. His smile was bright—his demeanour effortless and more confident than Draco'd ever seen. 

Potter had always stood out. But, Draco realised, Harry shone, his every hue washing Draco's darkness away. 

He didn't think he could ever look away.

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[digthewriter]

liquid luck drabble & art challenge | prompt # 27 (Mumford & Sons - White Blank Page and “Resolution”.) | @liquidluckdrabblechallenge

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[ravena-wrote]

“Hello? Hello in thereeee,” she screeches. Regulus winces and opens his eyes. He can’t wait them out forever.

“See I knew he was awake,” she calls triumphantly over her shoulder.

The boy walks forward into his line of sight and Regulus twitches hard enough that the ropes dig painfully into his skin.

He’s James but also… decidedly not. His shoulders are a little slimmer and his hair a little curlier. He’s all Potter cheekbones and mouth but his tan complexion is a shade lighter than James. As he walks closer, Regulus notices he carries himself with straight backed precision. Nothing like the lackadaisical stroll that's so familiar. When he bends closer his eyes catch the light and burn a brilliant green.

Regulus catches his gaze and holds it. The boy’s gaze sharpens even though his face stays deliberately blank.

“Who are you?” He breathes, he can feel his hands trembling.

“I think I’m the one that should be asking you that.” The boy’s tone is carefully flat.

“I don’t know about that,” Regulus replies, cocking his eyebrow, “after all you’re the one in my house.”

The girl gasps. The boy looks at her quisically and shrugs, turning back to him, “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I live here.”

Excerpt from my wip piece: when you go (leave your shadow behind)

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[orange-peony]

Written for the Drarry Discord Drabble Challenge - May

The prompt was “Ocean” and the word count 405.

Rating: M (mention of sex)

Warnings: none

Before that

And when I die, I want my ashes to be scattered in the ocean, so that the fish can eat me and carry me around to see the wonders of the seven seas, because you won't stop talking about them, and now I am kind of curious.

But before that, I want to live until I'm a thousand years old with you at my side, until my curls turn white and your silky locks silver. Until you have wrinkles at the corners of your eyes and mouth from all the times you've smiled at me like you're doing right now.

I want to have kids with you and fill the house with love and laughter and messy little handprints on the walls.

I want to see them grow and catch little glimpses of me and you in them and feel my heart expand.

But before that, I want to have you on every surface of the house. I want to learn every single inch of your body by heart, know how to make you moan and sigh and cry. I want your taste imprinted on my tongue. I need you in my veins, in my lungs, because you're already in my heart and you'll never leave.

And before that, I want to ask you to marry me, in the quiet shade of our garden, because I want it to be intimate and perfect, with the cherry blossoms and the tulips that you love so much. I will prepare a speech and then forget it as soon as I go down on one knee, because the way you look at me makes me forget my name sometimes, so I will blabber some nonsense until you finally say yes with a wet sob and tears in your eyes.

But before that, I want to tell you that I love you in a hundred different languages - one simply isn't enough.

"Harry," you murmur, your eyes fluttering open as your arms wrap around me.

You look at me, tilting your head in that adorable way that still makes my heart clench and then beat madly in my chest, as if it were trying to escape to fly to you instead.

"You've gone all quiet," you murmur, your fingers threading through my curls, unravelling the knots in that gentle way that makes me melt against you, inhaling your familiar scent while my eyelids drop. "What were you thinking about?"

"You."

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[sassy-cissa]

So I wrote a little thing

I participated in the Drarry Discord Drabble challenge last month. The prompt was whispers  and the word count was 205. Please be advised it is MCD

All you left me (are the whispers in the wind)

First, whispers meant secrets to Draco. Hushed conversations between his father and his friends in the library after dinner. Draco learned all kinds of information he could use against people to get the things he wanted.

Then Harry came into his life and he whispered Potter’s name behind the closed hangings of his bed in the Slytherin dorm, wanking to memories of messy black hair and brilliant green eyes.

The war started and Voldemort had taken over his home. Whispers became a way of communicating with his mother. Hushed words as they passed in the halls or strolled in the gardens.

After the war, Draco apologised to Harry and he learned how wonderful words whispered against his skin felt, made him feel alive. Whispered plans made in the dark, bodies sated and their lives ahead of them.

Then whispers became sorrowful. Hushed tones that said I’m so sorry. Nothing we could do. We tried to save him, but…

Now whispers are memories of the time they had together. The love they had shared. No longer words, but the feel of the autumn wind as it whispers I’ll always love you across Draco’s skin, sitting in the graveyard of Godric’s Hollow. The Potters together once more.

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[dragonbornphoenix]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter Additional Tags: Drarry Discord Writers Corner Drabble Challenge, Mythology References, Symbolism, Happy Ending Summary:

On the threshold between realms, Draco patiently awaits the inevitable reunion with the love of his life. 

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[beyondtheclose]

The Perfect Day for a Picnic

written for the drarry discord drabble challenge march 2023, for the prompt “daffodil”, wc 333. (ao3 link)

The wonderful bluedreaming made a beautiful podfic of this that you can find here!

They picked the perfect day for a picnic. Harry closed their eyes, tilting their head back to soak in the sun. They grinned harder when they felt a light weight drop onto their head, knowing what it was without looking—would, even if they hadn’t seen Draco weaving the flower stems together. Their boyfriend has taken every opportunity to make flower crowns since he saw a Muggle wearing one a few weeks ago. 

“Thanks, love,” Harry murmured, opening their eyes. “You should make one for Teddy too, seems like the kind of thing he’d like.”

As if summoned by saying his name, Teddy ran over from where he’d been ‘investigating’ in the tall grass, “Harry! I saw a ladybird! It crawled over my hand and—” Teddy froze, continuing in an odd voice, “you have a flower crown.”

Harry sat up straighter, concerned at the change in Teddy’s demeanour. “I do,” Harry confirmed. “Would you like one too?”

A look of horror crossed Teddy’s face. “The boys in my class said that flower crowns are for girls and babies. I’m not a girl right now.”

Harry shared a quick, concerned look with Draco. “Oh, Teds. Those boys were wrong. Anyone can wear flowers. The only thing that matters is if you want to wear one. Look, I’m not a girl, and I’m wearing one.” 

“You’re not a boy though,” Teddy said stubbornly, though a hopeful look stole over his face. 

Draco stole Harry’s crown, posing with it on his head. “Do I look like a prince?”

Teddy giggles. “Princes’ crowns are gold, silly.” 

“Can I tell you a secret Teddy?” 

Teddy nods eagerly.

“All the rules of what boys or girls can do are made up. Do whatever makes you feel.” Harry exaggeratedly whispers. “And I think Draco makes a beautiful prince.” 

When they return Teddy to Andromeda, he runs in, excitedly showing his grandmother his new crown, a giant daffodil front and centre, exclaiming over how he’s a beautiful prince, just like cousin Draco. 

Still the correct day in my time zone, so happy trans day of visibility :D

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[sunflower-swan]

Choosing My Confession October 2022 Drarry Discord Drabble Prompt: whispers Art Restriction: main color orange Word Count: 205

Covert glances in crowded corridors. Secret rendezvous and clandestine meetings. Hushed tones in empty classrooms. A lifetime of unsolved mysteries and admissions murmured in the darkness. That’s how it started.

He didn’t mean for it to turn so cloak-and-dagger. So surreptitious. But, even with his father in Azkaban for life and the shadow of war absent over his head, some habits still die hard.

Draco is furtive. Esoteric by nature. Cryptic and arcane. He prefers it that way. Keeping others at a comfortable arm's distance makes for fewer complications.

To him, Harry is a puzzle wrapped up in an enigma. A paradox. The question and the answer. He’s a riddle, enveloping Draco’s brain like a cashmere scarf.

When Death did not claim them at seventeen, they found new faith in the infinite. Measureless time stretched out in a cosmic spiral ahead of them. Where before inescapable desolation had resided, palpable hope became their daring confidant.

It wasn’t planned. Kismet is ineffable.

The night’s trauma bonding was as predictable and unremarkable as the countless ones that preceded it. Curfew neared yet neither made a move to return to their dormitories. Then…

A long look. A tentative head tilt. Too much and not enough all at once.

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