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drarrily-we-row-along · 7 months

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"Oh, Merlin," Draco said, voice tinged with that particular tone of vindictive glee that could only mean that Harry was about to get an ear full of gossip.

"What?" he asked as he poured coffee into Draco's mug.

"Thank you," Draco said as he tipped his head up, puckering his lips in search of a kiss.

Obviously, Harry obliged him, chest warming at the casual way Draco displayed affection. When he pulled away, he pecked Draco on the tip of the nose before going back to the stove top where he was cooking their eggs. "What were you going to say?" he prompted.

"Oh," Draco said, and even without looking, Harry could tell he was perking up, squaring his shoulders and grinning as he asked, "Did you read the paper this morning?"

"You know I don't read that garbage," Harry replied as he waved a hand at the toaster to put their toast down, whole wheat from him and rye for Draco.

"But you'll never guess the juicy details of this power couple's break up," he said.

"Power couple, huh?" Harry asked, rolling his eyes.

Draco hummed around a sip of coffee, "Mmhmm. They say they're on the rocks after one of them cheated with Neville Longbottom."

Harry laughed, "Ridiculous. Neville's not that type of bloke, he'd never be privy to something like that."

"Not so, according to this paper. They say that the slytherin snaked his way right into Neville's bed."

"Isn't Neville's bed also Blaise's bed?" he asked as he put their eggs on plates and brought them over.

"It is, but the paper doesn't seem to know it." He accepted his plate, "Thank you, love."

"Don't mention it," Harry replied as he plopped down across from him.

Draco grinned at him, his foot rubbing over Harry's calf. "Just wait until you hear the rest. Apparently Neville's been his side piece since their 8th year at Hogwarts."

"Who?" Harry asked, frowning and trying to get a glance at the newspaper.

"Why, me of course," he said with a grin. "Potter, don't you know that I'm an incorrigible flirt, that I'll bed anything that moves? I'm such a trollop."

Harry laughed, "Yes, they've really got you pegged," he said reaching across the table to take Draco's hand. "My sweet, loving husband who'd never so much as looked at another man's penis before we got married is out sleeping with anything that moves. My darling spouse who gave me his first kiss, definitely out whoring around now."

Draco grinned at him, "Well don't spoil all the fun of my sex-capades. If they want to believe I'm running around, may as well let them."

"You're mine," Harry murmured, bringing Draco's wrist to his lips to press a kiss to his tender skin. "All mine. And I don't care what the world thinks as long as you know it."

Cupping his cheek, Draco leaned across the table to brush a soft kiss over Harry's mouth. "All your's," he agreed. "There's nowhere else I'd rather be."

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merlinpotterandtherandom · 17 days

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Harry and Draco have been secretly dating since 4th year and they manage to hide it pretty well, so well that not even his friends know they're in a relationship.

By the end of 5th year Harry and Draco have this huge argument, Draco knows that Voldemort will probably want to recruit him to the Death Eaters as a punishment for Lucius' failure so he tells Harry he wants to let that happen so he can be a spy to Harry and Harry, who has just lost Sirius, is not happy about it at all, Harry refuses to let Draco do it, Harry refuses to risk his boyfriend's life for something like this. But Draco manages to convince Harry to let him do it, Draco tells Harry that it's the best if Harry has his own spy so he can get unfiltered information. Harry still isn't happy about it, but after Draco did an unbreakable vow to run straight up to Harry if he felt he was uncovered or if Draco just feels like his life is in way too much danger, Harry ended up agreeing with Draco that it would be nice to have his own spy in the Death Eaters.

6th year comes around and Draco is a bit distraught by the task Voldemort gave him, so he tells Harry everything and shows Harry that Voldemort really did mark him, which he wasn't expecting Voldemort would do. Harry just gently presses a kiss close to the mark, 'cause he's afraid he's gonna accidentally activate the mark if he touches it, and then pulls Draco closer and kisses him and tells Draco he's gonna help him to fix the vanishing cabinet so Draco doesn't have to do it all alone. Harry really couldn't keep his eyes out of his boyfriend, he knew Draco was worried with his mother and with everything so Harry was really watching Draco like a hawk to make sure Draco was eating and sleeping. Hermione, Ron, Neville, Ginny, Dean, Seamus and basically all of the Gryffindors thought Harry was obsessed with and/or stalking Draco, and Harry was just like "No! I'm not stalking him!" and Hermione was like "So you admit you're obsessed then?" and Harry really didn't deny that he's obsessed, Draco is his boyfriend! Of course he's obsessed with his own boyfriend! But he couldn't tell Hermione that, so he just shrugged and moved on with the conversation. During all of this, Harry also insisted that Draco learns the Patronus, 'cause it's useful.

While Harry is with Hermione and Ron hunting Horcruxes, Draco is between Hogwarts and the Malfoy Manor. Draco sends Harry his patronus with information. Harry just smiles everytime he sees Draco's patronus, even though it usually brings bad news.

The battle of Hogwarts happens. Harry saves Draco from the Fiendfyre and Harry just can't control himself anymore and ends up pulling Draco closer and kissing him when they're out of the fire. Hermione and Ron are shocked when Draco actually just lets Harry kiss him and even kisses back. So when Harry finally kills Voldemort, he keeps ignoring everyone around him and keeps looking for Draco, Hermione pops up on Harry's side and points to a direction and says she saw Draco in there. Harry thanks her and runs to Draco, who he finds all alone outside the castle just staring at it and Harry just wraps his arms around Draco's waist and kisses Draco's cheek, Draco turns around after that and kisses Harry properly in the lips and then blurts out a "Marry me" and Harry is shocked so he doesn't answer immediately so Draco just starts trailing off about how scared he was when he saw Harry in Hagrids arms and how relieved he was when he noticed Harry was alive and how all of this just made him realize how short life can be and how he wants to spend the rest of his with Harry. Harry kissed Draco before he could say something else and said yes.

Harry testified for Draco, saying that Draco was his spy since the beginning, that Draco was never a real Death Eater and it was all part of their plan.

Harry and Draco's wedding happens just a week before they go back to Hogwarts for the "8th" year.

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drarryruinedme7 · 1 year

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Harry looks sideways at Draco. They’re on their bed, ready to go to sleep.

Draco grabs his usual body cream from the nightstand, the coconut scented one. It’s the one with glitters in it.

You’re fifty, Draco.

So? Is there a law forbidding fifty year old people from using glittery body creams?

Harry would say that yes, there is, just to spite him, but not tonight.

Tonight, Harry shakes his head while he recalls every memory of their thirty years spent together. He smiles as he watches Draco spreading cream all over his legs, still so long, still so soft, still so hot.

“Thirty years,” Harry mutters.

Draco pauses for a second, legs glittering. “What?”

“I said —” Harry reaches out, traces an imaginary path down his husband’s shin. “I said — we’ve been together thirty years. That’s a long time.”

He knows he sounds sappy and he feels that too. His voice breaks and when a wicked smile appears on Draco’s face, Harry knows his mind is quickly filling with images from their shared years as well; of their fights, the first tentative and verymuchsecret dates, their first kiss, the many, many christmases, birthdays, lazy mornings spent in bed cuddling.

Draco covers Harry’s hand with his own. God. Harry knows everything about that hand; the small blue mole on the pinkie, the wrinkles time drew on it, the always, always, always, perfect nails.

“Are you trying to tell me it’s too much?”

“I’m trying to tell you,” Harry says, all too happy he’s now 100% able to discern Draco’s use of sarcasm-cause-I’m-embarrassed, “I still love you. More and more. Everyday. I look at you with your body cream and I just— love you so fucking much.”

Draco blushes. How is it possible to love someone so deeply after all this time?

“So sappy.” He turns back to his nightly routine. Looks at Harry out of the corner of his eye. “I love you too,” he murmurs.

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gryfferin-gaybies · 1 month

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More Drarry Headcannons

Harry and Ginny end up friends eventually (whether their breakup was messy or not) but Draco will always be at least a tad jealous of her

The friend groups collide, maybe they don't mesh the best at first but they do learn to get along and enjoy each other's company even if it's a frenemy situation

Draco is a worrier just in general about nearly everything but especially about Harry's wellbeing and their children

Draco would be absolutely appalled at hearing Harry tell their kids about his time at Hogwarts because don't give them ideas on how to misbehave

Harry is the fun dad while Draco is the strict dad so they have to balance each other out

Pansy is 100% the cool wine aunt

They were each others first boyfriend

People obviously weren't very pleased to find out about their relationship but Harry is always ready to go to bat for Draco (verbally or physically) but no one wants to upset the Boy Who Lived Twice

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celilasart · 2 years

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Welcome home, Lily

The Potter-Malfoys can finally take their little surprise gift home. This is the card they sent to family and friends to announce the birth of their daughter Lily Jean Potter-Malfoy.

My @harrydracompreg piece for this year’s fest. Based on the drabble “Love is Just a Word” by @sassy-cissa. Link to the Art on AO3.

~Bonus~

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digthewriter · 1 year

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MALFOY VS MALFOY-POTTER

For prompt: family relationships (that can be complicated.)

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cluelesspigeons · 2 years

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This is written for the song ‘Can’t help falling in love’ by Elvis Presley from @drarrymicrofic

Word count: 128

Drarry microfic: falling in love

The wind blew through the trees around them, a colourful rain of brown, orange, yellow and red leaves falling down onto the damp ground. They were walking quietly, fingers intertwined, enjoying the peacefulness that autumn brought.

The beauty of nature letting go of life. The beauty of once luscious green leaves falling to the ground to make room for something new, something special.

Harry looked at the man walking next to him. At the scarf covering half of his face, the pink tip of his nose and those silver eyes exploring the world around them.

He didn’t know if it was even possible, but at that simple moment, Harry was sure he had fallen even deeper in love with his husband. And the leaves were falling with him.

Prompt from September 2nd

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panda-malfoy-93 · 2 years

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THINGS TO DO ON YOUR BIRTHDAY- HARRY POTTER EDITION

Get up late in the morning with your husband's arms wrapped around you, who is already awake and looking at you in a way that can't be described.

Let him be the first one to wish you in the morning, followed by a small peck that leads to.. well bigger things.

After an hour or two of lazy-ing around take out the softest bathrobe that could possibly exist, freshen up and go downstairs to find your singing husband preparing your favourite breakfast- Indian.

(And while he had gone down to work in the kitchen you looked at the frame which you can draw with your eyes closed and whisper a soft thank you)

Various kind of Indian delicacies laid out on the table you look for the one which you know will fill your heart- a dish your husband learnt and spent weeks perfecting just for your birthday- an Indian delicacy you have on your birthday, Payasam.

Sitting facing each other, you both enjoy your food- you exclaiming how delicious it is at every point you can and him giving you a smile that can make you fly.

You both eat with your hands so there is not much hand lingering but every now and then, his legs slightly blush yours and that shouldn't make you blush even after 19 years but it does.

Stomach filled to the brim you both shift to the garden - which has a charmed couch that can withstand any weather. You places your head on your dear husband's lap and close your eyes to feel the warm sun on your face.

Slender fingers adorned with a gleaming ring softly caress your tangled hair, the nails sometimes dragging which makes you groan.

He softly reads your favourite book while your mind drifts to similar memories from previous years. When you lose yourself in the nostalgia he gives you a soft peck to remind you where you are now, who you are now.

You'll spend a late lunch with your adoptive family, god son and kids later but for now it's only the two of you. And that's enough.

You softly drag his fingers away from your hair and place a soft kiss and hold them over your heart- where it belongs.

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zlarirosa · 15 days

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harry likes laying on his husband every morning in hopes of him letting the both of them call a day off for once. it's worked once, so it might work again

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garforprongs · 28 days

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them after a whole day of bickering who can sign the biggest amount of documents

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daddiesdrarryy · 7 months

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Draco: Bye, Father! I’m going on my date with Harry now!

Lucius: Just a minute! Which font do you like better, Draco? The left or the right one? Personally, I adore the left one, it really shows the elegance in yours and Potter’s names. However, your mother prefers the right one.

Draco: …is that a wedding invitation?

Lucius: Yes! We should be prepared!

Draco: Father, it’s our first date, Harry’s not going to propose to me!

Lucius: Not going to propose? Then why the hell have I been listening to you talk about Potter on and on for the last 15 years?

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drarrily-we-row-along · 1 year

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Dress

"Don't laugh!" Draco shouted through the door of their bedroom.

He rolled his eyes and turned the page of his quidditch magazine. "Draco, I never laugh at your new clothes," he called back. It was true, he didn't, Draco sometimes picked the loudest, most ostentatious patterns imaginable; sometimes he picked cloaks that changed color based on his mood; once, memorably, he'd even found a hat with enormous peacock feathers. He'd never laughed, because he understood that clothes were an outlet for Draco, a way of being who he felt like he was on the inside. "I promise," he added.

When the door didn't open after a few more moments of silence, Harry set down his magazine, "Draco?"

"Yes," the other man said through the door. "Yes, coming."

The door opened a crack but Draco didn't emerge, "Promise," he said. "Swear on our marriage and our nonexistent children that you won't laugh."

"Baby," he said, standing from the couch and moving toward the door. "I promise. I won't laugh."

"Sit down," Draco said, peaking around the corner, just his forehead and eyes visible. "Sit down and close your eyes. I can't do it if you're looking at me."

He frowned but did as Draco asked.

The door creaked as it opened the rest of the way, and the sound of Draco's bare feet padding across the floor made the pit of Harry's stomach warm. He could feel Draco's presence in front of him, knowing that his husband was standing there looking at him, weighing him.

"Babe," he said, holding his hands out and waiting for Draco's to fill them. His fingers clasped Harry's, shaking just a little. "Hey," he said softly, "I love you. All of you. I'm not going to laugh."

After a shaking exhale, Draco gave Harry's hands a squeeze and took a step back, "Open your eyes," he murmured.

Harry was not in any way prepared for the sight before him. Draco was wearing a simple green dress, a low v-neck with thin straps, it was fitted through the bust and cinched at the waist. The whole dress was layered with chiffon that gave it a soft, dreamy quality; the skirt was full and with the layers of chiffon, Harry knew it would flare out if he twirled. He swallowed, "Wow," he managed after a moment.

"It's a lot, I know-" Draco started, tucking a strand of hair back behind his ear, "and I-"

"You look fucking gorgeous," Harry interrupted. "Let me see the back?"

Slowly, Draco turned, showing Harry an equally deep v in the back with a crisscross of thin straps that helped to keep the top of the dress tight to his torso. All of the freckles he'd gotten in the sun on their vacation last month were a stark contrast to the pale of his skin.

"You look amazing," he said again as Draco turned to face him once more.

Draco ducked his head, cheeks flushed a lovely pink. Harry was about to ask him to do a real spin so he could admire the skirt when Draco blurted, "I don't think I'm always a boy."

He blinked but before he could say anything, Draco continued.

"And I don't think I'm a girl," he said uncertainly. "I just," he shrugged, helplessly, eyes welling up with tears, "I think there's something broken inside of me," he whispered.

"Oh," Harry said, standing and pulling him into his arms, "sweetheart, no." He kissed Draco's temple, "there's nothing wrong with you. It's alright," he added, mentally thanking Ginny for the lecture she'd given him three years ago about one of her nonbinary team mates. "Maybe you're just nonbinary. It's alright," he repeated, holding Draco's trembling body closer.

"You thought you married a man," Draco blurted as he clung to Harry's jumper, face hidden against his shoulder. "I don't-"

"Hey," he said softly, pulling back a bit so that he could meet Draco's eyes, "sweetheart," he murmured, heart aching with the thought that Draco might have been keeping this from him because he was afraid of how Harry might react. "I love you. It doesn't matter to me what you identify as, it won't change that I love you. I love the person you are," he said, "Everything else is just how you get to feel comfortable in your own skin. I want you to be happy."

"I don't know who I am," Draco whispered.

He nodded and pressed a kiss to Draco's forehead, "I'd like to be with you while you find out, if you'll let me?"

Draco swallowed, gaze flickering between Harry's eyes, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, love. I'm positive."

Slowly Draco nodded, "I'd like that."

He kissed Draco's cheek, "Can I admire you in your new dress a little more?"

With a shy little smile that Harry utterly adored, Draco nodded and stepped back, wiping his eyes.

"Well, give us a proper spin, then," Harry said.

Draco spun and the skirt flared, twirling around as Draco laughed, face open and radiant in a way that Harry wasn't sure he'd ever seen.

"I should take you out," Harry said, capturing him in his spinning and pulling Draco into his arms again before starting to dance around the living room. "We should go out dancing."

Draco shook his head, "what would people say?"

"That you're gorgeous," he said, "but respectfully because if they didn't say it respectfully, I'd punch them."

"Harry," Draco sighed, "the press-"

"What if we went to a muggle place?" he interrupted because he knew that Draco was right but he didn't want Draco to think there was anything that Harry was ashamed of about this. "Just until you feel more confident in who you are? What if we go out and experiment together? Give you a chance to feel comfortable in your skin before we let the world know?" He tucked a strand of hair behind Draco's ear, "I want to show you off," he added, knowing how Draco loved to be seen in his new things, "you deserve to be admired in this beautiful dress."

"Are you sure?" he asked. And in the question Harry heard a thousand other insecurities.

"I've never been more sure of anything than I am of you," he replied, holding Draco's gaze with his own. "You are the love of my life. No matter what. I love you and I just want you to love you as much as I do."

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merlinpotterandtherandom · 27 days

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Harry and Draco have a really low profile relationship, so when they decide to get married, only their friends and family know about it.

They don't really wear their wedding rings while they're at work. 'cause honestly with Draco being a Potion Master and Harry being an Unspeakable it's better that way.

Harry and Draco also barely go out on dates, they usually prefer having a chill date at home. So the first time they went out after they got married, the media immediately saw the wedding rings on and went insane. The media started bombarding Harry and Draco and their friends and family with questions on when they got married, how was it, if they went on a honeymoon, if they can send pictures of the wedding so the media can post it.

Harry and Draco decide they'll do what they always do when something like that comes up: Write an article for The Quibbler. Luna assumed her father's place as the editor, so they always use it when they need to adress the public 'cause they don't trust anyone else in the media.

The rest of the media is not happy that they chose to publish it on The Quibbler, but hey, it's something, so they write their own articles based on the article that's in The Quibbler. Harry and Draco don't give a fuck about it and keep ignoring every reporter that tries to get an answer directly from them.

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gryfferin-gaybies · 1 month

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Prompt - sidewalk

"I hate you, Malfoy!" The words were out before Harry could stop them. He instantly wished to take them back.

In front of him stood his husband of only a few months, Draco Potter. He hadn't associated with the Malfoy name since the Second Wizarding War. Before he became a Potter, he and his mother had chosen to legally change their last names to her maiden name: Black. Harry hadn't called him Malfoy since they were boys, since they were enemies.

Draco flinched at Harry's outburst. His eyes began to well with tears, but his stare into Harry's eyes never wavered.

Harry shook his head slowly. "Draco, I-" he sputtered, "Draco I didn't—I wasn't—Dray, please." He wasn't even sure what he was trying to say. He just wanted to be able to unsay all of those words. He didn't mean it. Of course, he didn't mean it. It was just his anger talking. He loved Draco.

Draco held up a hand to stop Harry's babbling. With tears faintly beginning to fall down his cheeks, he offered a sad smile to Harry, nodded his head once, and made to walk out of their house. He didn't Apparate or take the Floo. He just walked himself to the front door intending to leave that way.

Harry ran after him, catching him in the entryway and grabbing his shoulder to spin him around so they were face to face. Tears had already began to stream down his face. Once he was looking into Draco's sad eyes he loosened his grip and slid his hand down Draco's arm to intertwine their fingers, grabbing his other hand to do the same. "Draco don't leave. Please." It was barely even a whisper.

"Harry, let me go." Draco's voice was gentle, more of a plea than a demand. It was like all of the anger that fueled their argument only moments before was gone without a trace now.

Harry was stubborn. Always had been. "No. I'm not letting you go. I'll never let you go because I love you." He lifted Draco's hands to kiss his knuckles. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I—"

"But you did mean it!" Draco yanked both of his hands out of Harry's grasp. Harry opened his mouth to protest but Draco continued with his outburst. "Maybe not just now, but you used to. You hated me! And I hated you too." His tears came more steadily. He swiped at them quickly on his cheeks, looking away from Harry, fidgeting with his wedding ring.

Harry took a step closer, putting them almost chest to chest, to catch his gaze again. "So what? What does it matter that we used to hate each other?"

"How can something good and healthy come from something so awful? How do you expect us to be happy together when our entire relationship is rooted in a place of anger?" He hung his head, looking altogether defeated as his gaze tracked the movement of his wedding band where he fiddled with it.

Harry lifted Draco's head with his index finger under his chin, bringing Draco's gaze to meet his own. "Our entire relationship isn't rooted in anger. It's rooted in forgiveness. Yes, we hated each other. Yes, we were awful little shits to each other. But you and I both know that we aren't those people anymore. We've grown. We've changed."

"But have we?" Draco whispered. "We still fight and argue all the time. Maybe we aren't capable of moving past that." His eyes bore into Harry's, searching for answers.

"You really think our disagreements are anything like what they used to be?"

"Well, no, but—"

"Of course not! Because we've changed." Harry continued at Draco's still unconvinced expression. "Couples argue. Hermione and Ron do, Pansy and Luna do, even Molly and Arthur argue sometimes." Harry held Draco's face in his palms, wiping away the tears with his thumbs. "We're going to argue, Dray, but that's not a bad thing. It's not the same as how we used to argue and you know that."

"But—"

Harry shook his head to stop Draco's rebuttal. "Our history isn't great, sure. Hell, we were on opposite sides of an entire war. But that doesn't matter because what we have now does matter and it's good. We're good. We're like the grass that grows in the cracks of the sidewalk, alive and well despite everything that's been put on us."

There was a pause before Draco spoke again. "Yeah?" He sniffled, wide eyes looking at Harry with hope.

"This relationship is the good that came after the bad. The love I have for you now, Draco, isn't rooted in the hatred. It's rooted in the growth and the healing that we've both experienced. I don't love you because I used to hate you. I love you because you make me happy. I love you because you aren't the boy I used to know and despise," Harry said around a slight laugh. "I love you because of the man you are now. Our past doesn't affect how much I love you at all. It's just an obstacle for us to work around like the grass grows around the concrete."

Draco chuckled weakly in return. "I suppose you're right. Our love doesn't come from the hatred; it just came after it."

"Exactly. What we have is good. We are good and healthy, and I love you. I love you so much."

"I love you too." Draco pulled Harry in by his collar for a kiss. "No more fighting?" He rested their foreheads together, eyes closed, just enjoying the closeness.

"For now." Harry's grin was cheeky as he moved his hands from Draco's face to wrap around his waist.

"For now," Draco agreed with an affectionate roll of his eyes.

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iamnmbr3 · 2 months

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in the epilogue it's 19 years later and harry potter is STILL staring at draco malfoy. draco is the only one who gets his hair and clothes described in detail. even if we go 100% canon compliant drarry is still a thing - it's just the sad drarry ending.

two people made for each other and meant to be together, but torn apart by the war. their potential never realized and yet still, 19 years later unable to look away from each other.

#now im sad. good thing the epilogue is fake and they got married #drarry #Harry Potter #hp reread #Draco Malfoy

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my-castles-crumbling · 3 months

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"Scared, Potter?"

"You wish."

But it's Drarry at the altar on their wedding day.

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