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theyr not the only ones in gryffindor tower they just dont care HAHAHAHHA

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draco discovers the power of imagination

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draco³

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Pre Part 2. What does the mirror show?

Ok, mb this way it's gonna work.

Idk, still trying to get used to Tumbler and figure out how to post here and post out in common somewhere.

Hope you'll enjoy my art!

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Draco used to like Pansy. A lot.

"He's just so—"

Unfortunately, she's now developed some sort of terrible and permanent brain disease.

"—fucking gorgeous, running around the oval in those short shorts before quidditch practice every morning," she goes on. "I mean, you know I couldn't stand him at school; who could? He was hideous. A complete wanker. A scrawny little spectacled rat with an ego to rival yours, which is truly saying something—"

Draco picks at his croissant, and thinks about drowning himself in the nearby fountain.

"—but sweet Circe's cunt, Draco, when I tell you. I nearly climaxed right there and then when I opened the door to the training rooms—"

"Please, let me die."

"—and he's just standing there in nothing but a tiny fucking towel, and he gets so flustered too, just stands there and gapes like this perfect Adonis-like fish, I mean, clearly he hasn't changed that much from school, still as brainless as a worm, but I would very happily ride his gigantic worm if you catch my—"

"YES, Pansy, I'm pretty sure the entire dining district of Diagon fucking Alley has caught your drift." He wishes, not for the first time, that she'd been hired to do PR for literally any other quidditch team in Britain. "Caught it like the plague."

She smirks. "Too bad he bats for the other team."

"What do you mean?" he asks irritably. "He seeks. For the team you work with. That's why you work together, you stupid cow."

"Draco," she says pleasantly. "I will drown you in the Thames."

He smiles tightly back at her. "I am begging you to."

"You're being thick. Thicker than usual. Did you not hear me? He bats." She pokes her fork at him—"For the other"—and flicks some toast at him—"TEAM."

Draco looks at her, disgruntled, brushing egg off his sleeve. "We literally just covered this. He—"

"I don't mean LITERALLY!" she screeches, hurling her napkin at him. Next it will be her plate. "I mean he's fucking gay."

All sound suddenly disappears, replaced by a high-pitched whistling emanating directly, somehow, from his brain.

"What?" The word falls from his lips, even as he mentally falls back on a very obvious, very robust truth: Pansy is unhinged. Obviously. There is no possible way that a man—this man—who has only ever dated girls—two girls—a man who is, in fact, the walking definition of straight, possibly the straightest man this side of the fucking Channel, is—

"Gay, Draco," she says with glacial, disingenuous patience. "Harry Potter is gay."

Oval 🥐 Day 18 of @peachydreamxx and @uncannycerulean’s prompts. Full collection on ao3. Thank you to @its-the-allure, @yellowfork and my sister for reading over this first. xx

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Heat of the moment 🔥

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The Wedding Day

AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH FINALLY (Draco’s robes aged me 10 years)

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Damn. Those arm—

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Happy Pride Month🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🎉

#BillyBabe ref (if you need idk)

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It is one of these fanfics where Draco is not allowed to use his wand because of what he did in the war (for a certain time) and Harry is the one safe keeping it. Draco just wanted to twiddle with it to pass the time.

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☀️☀️☀️

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some doddles for the ferret's birthday

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them: ☔️👨‍❤️‍👨

us: ☂️🌧🙃

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trying to figure out how i want to draw them

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A few skateboards on the drarry <3