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hd-hurtcomfort-fest · 1 month
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***Announcing HD Hurt/Comfort Fest!***
HD Hurt/Comfort is an 18+ anonymous prompt-based fest that welcomes creations from both the angsty and fluffy ends of the trope spectrum.
This fest was born from the idea that with darkness comes light, and that with hurt comes comfort. We believe that to every yin there is a yang, that every Jekyll has a Hyde. And through this fest we hope to achieve contentment with that balance. To that end, we will encourage and accept the following submissions:
100% angst
100% fluff
A hurt/comfort combination 
The main pairing for all submissions is Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter. Participants may include any side-pairings, threesomes and/or original characters, as long as the final submission is still a Drarry-centric piece.
Follow us for fest information! Rules and detailed guidelines coming soon!
Important dates to add to your calendar:
Prompting: Apr 2 - 30 Claiming: May 4 - July 1 Submissions due: Aug 2 Posting begins: Aug 23 Reveals: September
Your HD/HC Mods,
@orangepellets, @peachpety, @vukovich banner art by @basiatlu
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tinyluminaryzombie · 2 months
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@feedthefandomfest FULL BINGO ❤️❤️❤️❤️
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List of fics below (jily / tarlos / firstprince)
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Love Confessions: there's nothin' like a mad man by @athenasparrow
Sleepy Cuddles: Hug and Roll by AshJuillet
Post-Coital Cuddling: Accidental Magic by @missgryffin
Soulmates: Soul Searching and Soulmates by @annasghosts
Short and Sweet: Drunk With Power by @annabtg
Family Fluff: Spitting Image by @charmsandtealeaves (wip, not pure fluff but the angst makes the fluffy family moments so beautiful!)
Platonic Cuddles: The Couch Chronicles by @jamesunderwater
Fluff and Humor: Erasmus Lovegoods’s Guide to Brewing Love Potions by @thelighthousestale
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Fluff and Angst: gives me shelter by @theghostofashton
Sleepy Kisses: Sleepy Sincerity by @noxsoulmate
Couch Cuddles: I fell victim to the sound of your love by Multifandom_damnation
Love at First Sight: Why Do You Think I Ran by @lemonlyman-dotcom
Domestic Fluff: take it, it's yours by @marjansmarwani
Falling in Love: Should I Keep on Waiting? by @bonheur-cafe
Romantic Fluff: i couldn't be more in love by @fallout-mars
Tooth Rotting Fluff: Baked With Love by @kiwichaeng
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Fluff and Crack: Taking Things Into My Own Paws by @bibliothesoph
First Kiss: Henry and the Charisma Vortex by @hillerskas
Fluff Without Plot: call it what you want by vibrantsaturn
Forehead Kisses: Constellations on your skin by zseori
Cuddling and Snuggling: leave me here with you by @egoanesthesia
Fluff and Smut: Single Sad Sack Seeking Same by @sparklepocalypse
Comfort: Floral Flirtations by coldbrewreaper
Holding Hands: Shall I Compare Thee? by earth_to_alex16
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consistentsquash · 5 months
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Hp Rec fest - Day 1
Fest - @hprecfest
Rec Theme - A Favorite Fic Under 5000 words
Pairing - Snarry. Rating - E. Length - 4400 words.
Author - asnowyowl
Link - SnapePotter Dreamwidth , Walking the Plank
Summary - Who would have guessed that writing silly notes to someone could change the way you feel?
Rec because - Classic fluff with a happy ending! Writing letters to each other first for fun but things get hot and serious.
"He's shagging someone," Ron said. That was certainly impetus enough for Harry to tear his gaze from Snape. He'd never thought of himself as the possessive type, but he almost growled out the word, "Who?" "Ewww." Lavender looked as if she might sick up. "Who'd ever shag him?"
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bia-wayne-west · 2 months
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IN YOUR PAIN | Dramione Fanfiction
Prologue
Synopsis: After the death of Harry Potter and the rise of Voldemort, Hermione Granger finds herself despairing at the increasing oppression of the wizarding and Muggle worlds. Captured during a resistance mission, she is sent to a concentration camp where enemies of the Dark Lord and muggle-borns are brutally massacred and abused.
But after the Order organizes a mission to rescue Granger, Voldemort realizes that she is a dangerous witch, and she is sent to Malfoy Manor to serve as a slave to Draco Malfoy, who is now the most faithful and powerful Death Eater. Trapped in a cage, Hermione is confronted with the cruelty of the oppressive regime, but also with the presence of Draco, her old enemy from Hogwarts.
As the days pass at Malfoy Manor, the two begin to form an unlikely connection, overcoming the differences and prejudices that separated them in the past. A growing tension arises between them, a forbidden attraction that defies all conventions and expectations.
As they fight together for freedom and redemption, Granger and Malfoy discover that they are involved in a clandestine romance, hidden from the watchful eyes of the Dark Lord and his followers. But the love between a Muggle-born and a pureblood like Draco is bound to face countless difficulties and dangers, setting them on a journey of discovery, sacrifice, and redemption.
A/N: This is my first Dramione fanfic. I hope it's good. As you already know, I'm Brazilian and I'm not fluent in English, so I sincerely apologize if I wrote something wrong. Please feel free to correct me if you find any errors in my writing. This fanfic will be posted on Tumblr/AO3 in English and on Wattpad in Portuguese. It was inspired by the fanfic Secrets and Masks and the fanfic Manacled.
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Harry Potter was dead. That was the news shouted by the Death Eaters, echoing through the heavy air of despair and anguish. Hermione felt her whole-body tremble at the terrifying revelation. Around her, only the ruins of her old school remained, the bodies of her friends, classmates, and teachers now silent, mute witnesses to the tragedy that had unfolded.
Mrs. Weasley threw herself to the ground when she saw Hagrid bringing the boy's pale, lifeless body. Granger couldn't bring herself to have any reaction, she was too scared for that, her heart clenched in a knot of pain and despair.
The half-giant carried the little friend, and constant tears bathed his face as he seemed to talk to Harry, even though he knew there would be no response.
Ginny Weasley, Potter's girlfriend, let out a cry of pure horror at the sight of the huge gash on the boy's neck, the blood running down his thin body and soiling the Care of Magical Creatures professor's old clothes, dyeing the freshly cut grass with a reddish puddle.
Hermione felt like she was about to have a panic attack. She had lost everything. Her boyfriend, her parents, and now her best friend. There was nothing left for her. She watched fearfully as her colleague, Neville Longbottom, picked up the Sorting Hat from the ground and thrust his bloody hand inside, pulling Godric Gryffindor's shining sword from inside. Granger sighed, seeing that he was going to try to confront Voldemort.
Under the thunderous laughter and cruel jokes of the Death Eaters, Neville staggered to close to Nagini, the Dark Lord's gigantic snake. The student raised his gun, ready to chop off the animal's head, when he suddenly stopped. He was paralyzed, with a look of surprise on his face.
The muggle-born took a step forward, trying to get a better sense of what had happened. That's when she saw it. Voldemort had his wand raised, an evil smile on his face, looking full of satisfaction. Gradually, she noticed that Neville's waist appeared to be bleeding, and after taking one last breath, the young man fell, his body split in half. Blood was expelled like a jet, hitting the faces of the students who were protecting the school, and he was there, dead, with his eyes open and an expression of pain, the sword remaining in his hand, clenching his fists tightly, as if he would not let go of it even after life was gone from his being.
Incessant screaming and sobbing began again. And Hagrid was forced to stop walking by one of the Dark Lord's servants. A red-haired man threw a jet of light at the teacher, causing him to stand still, tears still streaming down his face.
“Throw it on the ground.” Voldemort ordered, his voice fading and tired, but still smiling.
Hagrid complied, carefully placing Harry's body on the grass, as if to protect him in spite of everything. Such an attitude frustrated the wicked being, who, overcome with blind rage, raised his wand once more, casting a jinx that threw the half-giant away, causing him to hit his head on the castle staircase. To Hermione's relief, she noticed that the professor was still breathing, demonstrating that he was just unconscious.
“Look!” The Dark Lord shouted, his voice echoing through the devastated school. Some people looked away, others just sobbed more intensely.
Ginny was huddled on the floor next to her mother. Both were heartbroken, the Weasley family losing their patriarch and three of their sons. Hermione couldn't understand how Molly was still there, comforting her youngest daughter.
“The great Harry Potter is dead!” Voldemort shouted again. The man flicked his wand, sending the boy's body flying through the air, hurling the red liquid from his neck into the faces of the Order's allies as a final humiliation. “He's just a scam.” He laughed along with his Death Eaters. “The Chosen One.” Voldemort made quotation marks with his hand, laughing.
Harry fell to the ground and his enemy approached, standing with his feet close to the young man's face.
Hermione screamed so loudly that she felt her throat hurt. Her legs became weak, a severe headache hitting her. She had no choice but to curl up on the stairs, as thick tears fell from her eyes, her hair standing on end. She looked away, unable to face the suffering her best friend was going through, even though he was dead.
Voldemort used his wand, conjuring a dark spell to dismember what was left of Potter. First, he cut off the head, throwing it next to Neville's divided body, then he dismembered each part of the boy, throwing them to different sides. Luna Lovegood fainted as the Dark Lord threw Harry's right leg against her chest.
It was there that the Order's greatest fear was realized. Harry Potter had died. They lost the war. They lost everything. Evil won, and they were just children huddled next to the bodies of their loved ones.
Slughorn pulled Hermione up, lifting her up carefully, muttering words she couldn't comprehend. Granger was static, hearing no voice, no noise, just staring blankly into a corner. To Harry's head.
The teacher then grabbed the girl's arm and, in an instant, Apparated away. Most of the Order's allies did the same. Later, Hermione learned that more than three hundred children had died, unable to escape the Death Eaters.
The list of losses was extensive:
Harry Potter, Severus Snape, Lavender Brown, Cho Chang, Arthur Weasley, Fred Weasley, Ron Weasley, Charlie Weasley, Remus Lupin, Nymphadora Tonks, Neville Longbottom, Filius Flitwick, Sibyl Trelawney, Madame Irma Pince, almost all first and second student's year at Hogwarts and all members of the Ministry of Magic who supported the Order.
The wizarding world was plunged into darkness, and Hermione Granger found herself enveloped in overwhelming pain, a pain that seemed to have no end.
As the Order's allies tried to regroup in one of the hideouts and look for a way to defeat the forces of darkness, the young witch felt lost in a sea of despair and hopelessness. She wondered how she could move on after all.
As the days dragged on, the sadness and emptiness inside Hermione seemed to grow even bigger, weighing her down like an anchor. She found herself constantly reliving the final moments of each of her friends, tortured by the memory of the loss and violence she had witnessed.
The devastation spread across the wizarding world, with bereaved families and communities torn apart by the conflict. Evil had triumphed, and those who dared to resist paid the highest price.
Granger remained alive to find a reason to keep fighting, a spark of hope to feed his broken spirit. She knew that she needed to honor the memory of each of her colleagues, that she needed to continue to fight for the freedom and justice they valued so much.
But the road ahead seemed dark and steep, and the burden of loss seemed almost unbearable. Yet even in the midst of darkness, Hermione found a quiet determination, a quiet promise that she would never forget those who sacrificed their lives for the cause of freedom.
And so, with a heavy heart and tear-filled eyes, she was ready to face the challenge that lay before her. For she knew that even in the deepest darkness, the light of hope is never completely extinguished. And as long as there was life in her body, she would rejoin the resistance and not allow Voldemort to take over the wizarding world she loved so much. The muggle-born picked up her wand from the bedside table, stood up, and swore to herself that she would make the Dark Lord dread the day he defied Hermione Granger.
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fantasyworld4ever · 8 months
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Perciver {Percy Weasley x Oliver Wood} NSFW
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Note: Um, So I wrote this on a writing course in my free time because I got bored.
Warnings: Swearing, cursing, smut, just filthy smut.
Requested: No
Pairing: Percy Weasley x Oliver Wood
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A ragged breath tore its way out from Percy’s throat as he squeezed his eyes shut.
“Ah…” He groaned, his lips parted as his chest heaved for breath.
His hand scrambled for purchase and finally landed on the bar of the bed and he held on, his knuckles turning white. Short, quick gasps escaped his lips 
“Oh, oh fuck,” he cursed under his breath. 
“I take it you’re enjoying this then?” Percy glanced down to meet the smug expression of Oliver Wood. 
“Shut up… Put that mouth of yours to use.” He hissed, his eyes rolling back as Oliver pressed a soft kiss to his inner thigh.
“Getting to that part, patience, my darling.” Deciding to allow Percy some relief, Oliver leaned down, delicately taking the tip of his member between his lips, swiping his tongue gently over the slit making Percy cry out in surprise. 
Oliver smirked before finally taking him in his mouth fully. Now, a string of words left Percy’s mouth, whether it was Oliver’s name, curses or even just babbled noises, he didn’t know.
“That’s it Percy. Let me hear those pretty little noises, hmm?” Oliver grunted as he took Percy deeper, swirling his tongue in a motion that had Percy throwing his head, gasping out in surprise. 
Oliver whined in protest as Percy pulled him off, bringing him up to kiss him gently. 
“I can’t… I need… I need to be inside you, Oliver.” Oliver’s eyes widened before he gave a quick nod, positioning himself so he was straddling Percy now, his back facing away from Percy’s face.
Slowly, he sank down, his eyes widening at the stretch. 
“Oh… Oh Percy…” He gasped out, panting as he rested his hands on Percy’s chest. 
“That’s it. You take it so perfectly.” Percy soothed, reaching up to stroke Oliver’s back.
Oliver cried out as he finally bottomed out. Percy was pretty well endowed, thick as well as long and when Oliver sat up properly, he could see the slight outline of Percy’s member inside his lower abdomen. 
“My perfect little slut, aren’t you?” Percy gasped the words out, his brow creased in pleasure.
“Yours, only yours!” Oliver gasped out as he slowly pushed himself up before sinking back down, crying out as he found a steady pace. 
Percy’s hands found his hips, guiding his pace and keeping him at a quick, rough rate. 
“So good for me… So perfect!” Oliver groaned at the praise and his head slumped forward slightly, sweat beading on his brow. 
Oliver whimpered as he reached his hand down, only for it to be slapped away as Percy grasped his member in his hand instead, jerking Oliver off with quick, harsh movements. Within a few moments, Oliver’s hips stuttered, throwing his head back as he spilled over Percy’s hand. 
“Yes, yes!” Oliver cried out as he felt Percy thrust deep, painting his walls with white streaks.
After a while, they still lay together, Percy’s arms wrapped around Oliver, cradling him close to his body, whispering sweet praises.
“You were so perfect, baby. So perfect for me.” Soothed Percy.
Percy stroked Oliver’s cheek fondly as Oliver rested against him.
“Sleep, I’ll watch over you.” Percy promised as Oliver slowly slipped into his world of dreams.
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{Phew well that was... something. Anyway, as always my requests are open. This is my first time writing smut so hope it was okay :D}
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ala-baguette · 1 year
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-Me:  Okay, fiiiine.  You can write a little Viktor Krum/Hermione Granger meet-cute fic for The Three Broomsticks Yule Bash Fic Fest.  But let's keep it light, let's keep it fluffy, and let's keep it SHORT.  Then it's straight back to working on Knowing Where to Look!
-Also me:  *Opens web browser.  Search:  Christmas traditions in Bulgaria
-Okay, sure.  But let's not go overboard on the research.  This is a fluff piece.
-*Search: Bulgarian word for "father"*
-Is that really necessary?  We can just call him 'Dad,' surely.
-*Search: Popular liquor in Bulgaria
-Getting a little technical there.  Let's keep this simple.  You have your long-fic to work on, remember?  Short.  Fluffy.  Easy.  Quick.
-*Search: Effects of scoliosis in adulthood when untreated*
-Wait...  What are you doing?
-*Search: Mental health impacts on child competitive athletes*
-Hold on a sec.  This isn't sounding very fluffy...
-*Search: Bulgaria's role in the Cold War*
-Stop it!  Don't do it!
-*Search: The fall of Communism in Bulgaria in the early 1990s*
-STOP!  STOP IT RIGHT THERE!
-*Search: Death toll of refugees attempting to escape Bulgaria into Greece and Turkey*
-...Oh, I give up...
Read about Viktor’s backstory on AO3 here
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digthewriter · 9 months
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Ginny Weasley: Looking Like A Million Bucks
Week 9 for @ladiesofhpfest HEARTTHROBS AND HEARTBREAKS
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ladiesofhpfest · 3 months
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Big Sister by @snarkygranger1-blog
It's the start of Fleur Delacour day!!!! We're kicking things off with this work by SnarkyGranger1. Snippet and link below!
“FLEUR!” Apolline yelled out. “Can you come here, please?”
“Oui, Mere!” Fleur ran into her mother’s study to find her sitting by the fire. “D’accord?”
“Si, but I need you to practice your English.” Apolline lightly reprimanded her. “We are going on vacation soon.”
“Okay, Mama.” Fleur sat next to her. “I missed you earlier. Did you go somewhere?”
“Yes, I went to see a healer.” Fleur gasped and turned to her mother. “I’m fine, my darling.” She patted her daughter’s hand. “I have a question for you.”
“Si?” Apolline gave her a slight glare. “Sorry, Yes, Mama.”
“How would you like to be a big sister?” Apolline smiled down at her nine-year-old.
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mcdynamite · 10 months
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sirius Black/Remus Lupin Characters: Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, Alice Longbottom (mentioned), Frank Longbottom (mentioned), James Potter (mentioned), Regulus Black (mentioned) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Muggle, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Fluff, Sexual Tension, Mutual Pining, Childhood Friends, Chance Meetings, Gay Bar, Minor Original Character(s), Almost No Angst! (for once), Loss of Parent(s), (but it's Walburga and she sucks so Sirius isn't sad about it), Teacher Remus Lupin, Alcohol, mentioned jegulus, Remus being a simp for 13k words, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Tattoos, New York City, Sexual Content, Top Remus Lupin, Bottom Sirius Black, Idiots in Love, Cuddling & Snuggling, Hopeful Ending Summary:
“No?” the man said. “And where might this dashing fellow countryman of mine be?”
“Right here, actually,” Remus said with a lopsided grin, finally turning to face the newcomer. “I’m Re-”
He stopped halfway through his introduction to gape at the man in front of him. His pale skin was littered with tattoos – most of them black as his hair, which fell in waves that just barely touched his slim shoulders – and the grey v-neck tee he wore left little of his toned figure to the imagination. But none of these things were the primary focus of Remus’s attention. That honour would go to the man’s eyes – grey and sparkling with the vivacity of a summer storm, flecked with golds and blues if one only looked closely enough. They were eyes Remus would recognize anywhere.
Because Remus had seen them before.
OR
A chance meeting in Remus's least favorite city on Earth forces him to reckon with the fact that he may never have fallen out of love with an old friend.
Written for the @cruelsummer-ficfest 2023! Song prompt was Welcome to New York!
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hp-fruit-fest · 11 months
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Writer: cassadillaa
Rated: E
Words: 15,653
Ship(s): James/Regulus
Tags: No Voldemort AU, established relationship, anniversary, proposal, domestic fluff, trans James
Summary: Oranges are a fruit made for two. A story about anniversaries, one-sided gift-giving competitiveness, and a genderqueer tree.
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ghostregulusfest · 1 year
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👻 You may submit as many prompts as you want. You do not have to be creating a work for the fest in order to post a prompt. Anyone can prompt!
👻 You can either prompt anonymously or include your name with the prompt.
👻 Unless specified otherwise, we will assume all prompts are open to all ratings.
👻 Prompting closes 15th of November 2022 (noon CDT).
🪦Submit your prompt here!🪦
View prompts as they’re submitted here!
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hd-hurtcomfort-fest · 17 days
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***PROMPTING IS NOW OPEN!***
All prompts must be identified as one of the three accepted fest tropes: angst, fluff, or hurt/comfort.
***Access prompting form HERE!***
View prompt gallery HERE!
Submit as many prompts as you like. You don’t have to create for the fest to submit a prompt. Self prompts are allowed. There will be space on the claiming form to add details for self prompts.
Prompting closes April 30.
Detailed fest info in the HD Hurt/Comfort Rules and Guidelines.
Join the HD Hurt/Comfort Fest discord community! Open to 18+ only.
Questions? Drop us an ask, an email [[email protected]] or a discord ping!
Your HD/HC Mods, @orangepellets, @peachpety, @vukovich banner & icon by @basiatlu
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tinyluminaryzombie · 27 days
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For @mppmaraudergirl's Alight With Happiness Fest 2024, Day 1: The Big Moments
Scenes From a Proposal, 974 words
"Lily knew that if James proposed, he'd do it like this. In their home, with the help of their family, after a great day."
Read on AO3
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hdcandyheartsfest · 1 year
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♥ February 8: Amortentia ♥
Check out the rest of the H/D Candy Hearts prompts here!  
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basicallyahedgehog · 2 years
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Drizzle fic claim - The Love You Find
Demisexual Harry Potter, Auror Partners, off-screen magical injury, Injury Recovery, Hurt/Comfort, canon child abuse, Road Trip, Confessions of love, Australia, Getting Together, Denial of Feelings, Fluff and Angst, Happy Ending, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, Pining, Mutual Pining, Oblivious Harry Potter, Running Away Together, Beaches, love letter to Australian scenery, Harry Potter Needs a Hug, but it's ok because Draco gives him many
They never talked about it, but Harry took to crawling into Draco’s bed during the night, until they just pushed their two beds together. Harry wondered if they should discuss it, but he didn’t know how he’d handle it if Draco wanted to stop.
Or, the one where Harry gets injured, Draco drags him to Australia, and ten years of feelings come bubbling to the surface
This was such a labour of love and is so close to my heart. As soon as I saw the prompt I knew I had to do an Australian road trip, and this fic is one long love letter to this vast country. It also marks my first anon fest, my longest completed fic, my first completed multi-chap and my first ever smut.
This fic wouldn't be here without a huge village but special thanks go to @makeitp1nk who would ask "are you working or drizzling?" every time I popped up in the sprint channel, @crazybutgood and @vukovich for their last-minute wrangling of both grammar and smut, and my dearest @phoebe-delia who hold my hand through the whole thing, constantly convinced me it was actually good, and is just the best friend/little sister I could ask for.
Read on AO3
Spotify playlist here
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siriuslythatbitch · 2 years
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Two Funerals and a Wedding (Probably)
Four years ago Sirius lost everything he cared about, and gained something he definitely never asked for. Since then he's kept to himself. All of that changes when he meets Remus Lupin. What happens when the ghosts of his past won't let him shy away from the future?
Written with @polyjuicedpadfoot for the @mixed-up-writer-fest round two!
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