#blairon fic

[flowgeeksout]

Harry: how did you and Blaise start to date?

Ron who can't tell Harry the real reason: Hot

[ghostemery]

Ahhhh

My recent ship obsession is blairon (blaise x ron)

Anyone have any good fanfic recommendations?

[danpuff-ao3]

Multi-Ship, Multi-Fruit, Multi-Recs

In honor of @hp-fruit-fest: a rec list! Some sweet (and some spicy!) slash and femslash treats! Thanks to @crazybutgood for pointing me to some of these!

The hand that beckons

🩸 by BlueSundayCake (@bluesundaycake.) Lily Luna/Narcissa. Rated M. 1k. Pagan festivals. Pre-slash. Spooky. Sexual tension.

A young woman with hair like burning coals enters into gardens guarded by fire. 

Or, in which Lily Luna Potter is offered a feast and pomegranate seeds from one Narcissa Malfoy.

Zabini's Zucchini

🥒 by doshu (@vdoshu.) Blaise/Ron. Rated E. 7k.

There have been rumours about Zabini's massive zucchini. Ron Weasley needs to investigate.

Concupiscence

🍏 by Femme (@femmequixotic.) Draco/Snape. Rated E. 3k.

Draco asks Severus around to dinner.

Plums

🟣 by Frayach. Draco/Harry. Rated E. 6k. Extreme kink. Consensual kink. BDSM. Vomit play. Anal play.

The Master and his slave have “been together” for 10 years. They need their “relationship” like they need the air they breathe.

Happily Ever After

🍎 by leftsideisdown (@broomsticks.) Narcissa/Andromeda. Narcissa/Bellatrix. Narcissa/Andromeda/Bellatrix. Rated M. 200. Fairytale elements. Biblical references. Mythology references. Sibling incest (if that wasn't obvious haha.)

Of flowers and fruit, and the closing of spaces and unfinished stories.

Pomegranate Seeds

🩸 by Lomonaaeren. Draco/Harry. Rated M. 1k. 8th year. Romance. Fluff.

Harry and Draco are having fun planning their futures together. And making obscure mythological references.

In a Jam

🫙 by peachypety (@peachpety.) Draco/Harry. Rated T. 2k. Fluff & humor. Mutual pining. Getting together.

When the boys go blackberrying at Michaelmas, Draco discovers that magic and berries don’t mix, and all Harry wants is to snog him. If only Ron would let him.

🟣 by Frayach. Draco/Harry. Rated E. 6k. Extreme kink. Consensual kink. BDSM. Vomit play. Anal play.

Still Warm, Still Warm

🍊 by tsauergrass. Draco/Harry. Rated G. 4k. Beekeepers. Roommates. Living together. Getting together. Courtship. Fluff.

[daddiesdrarryy]

Question when are you going to update your omega verse blairon fic it really good and I really enjoy it like your other story’s and I hope you don’t abandon the story

Thank you so much for the support💕it’s actually finished now and here it is: Ron Weasley and the Curse of the broken room

[jaylikesrainbowtigers]

Harry Potter Fic

Hi guys. Not sure if this is for everyone but I have now started writing a fic on wattpad. It is a Harry Potter story using the concept of the Harry uses muggle tech for everything. Featuring good Dursley’s, Drarry, Pansmione, Blairon, Linny, Wolfstar and many more. It is called Harry Causes Chaos and is under the account name RainbowJay29. I might upload it on to Ao3 if I can figure that out and also if I can link the fic in the comments. Anyway if you want to read a bit of Harry Potter crack that throws one at JK Rowling, please feel free to check it out!

[louis-arssets]

25 Days of Drarry - Day 12

Day 12 of 25 Days of Drarry

Prompt L -- Mulled Wine in a Copper Saucepan

Image Description: A round copper saucepan sits on a light-coloured, woven hessian trivet, on a worn wooden table. The saucepan contains a dark red liquid, and has several circular slices of orange and a star-anise floating on the surface. Two grey ceramic mugs are stacked inside each other to the top-right of the image, the upper mug is filled with red cherries.

Tags: Friends to Lovers, Getting Together, Snogging, Boys Kissing, Pansmione, Blairon, Misunderstandings, Fluff

Read more under the cut or here on AO3.

The Christmas party is in full swing already but Draco keeps on lurking in the back of the living room, trying to be unnoticed. He didn’t even want to come but since Pansy is one part of the hosting pair he kind of had to. If he didn’t want to die a tragic death, that is.

Pansy is nowhere to be seen, she vanished from Draco’s sight, not a minute after she let him into her and Granger’s flat, muttering something about getting the mulled wine ready. Well, it is ready now. Draco can see several bowls, filled with the red wine and orange slices, standing on the big kitchen table that Pansy and Granger had carried into the living space and now use for the buffet. Next to the mulled wine, there are also pieces of gingerbread, pizza slices formed as Christmas trees, salads, breadsticks, and some crisps and cookies for snacks.

The flat is packed, with Granger having invited all of the former Gryffindors and the odd Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. Pansy, of course, had invited the Slytherins, but since only a handful had come back to eighth year a few years ago, their group has sized down by a lot.

Not that that is a bad thing.

After the war, Draco felt like all of his fight has left his body and he remained a little… empty. It was part of his probation to go back to Hogwarts to finish his Newts, so that was what he did. He started the year by apologizing to everyone who would listen to him and then kept to himself, only ever talking to Pansy or Blaise once in a while. Otherwise, he remained in the library or visited Madam Pomfrey in the hospital wing since he wanted to study the art of healing. She always tried to convince him to be part of the eighth year group which, surprisingly, formed pretty quickly after the start of term. After that they were pretty tight-knit, studying together, partying together, and all in all just trying to enjoy one normal school year in their life.

The only other person who was not part of that group since he didn’t come back to Hogwarts was Harry Potter. Draco doesn’t really know where he went during that year, some said he was already working undercover for the DMLE, others argued that he was away traveling. If Draco really thought about it, he was sure that Potter didn’t need his Newts anyway. He was rich, he was the savior. If he wanted to have a job he would get one, no matter how educated he was.

Someone bumps into Draco’s shoulder, nearly making him spill his still-full glass of mulled wine.

“Sorry mate,” none other than Ronald Weasley grins at him, cheeks flushed and hair mussed. “Didn’t see you there.” He doesn’t stop for a chat, which Draco, of course, is grateful for. He doesn’t want to be involved, especially not with a clearly intoxicated Weasley. After a few steps though, Ronald stops and turns back around, a questioning expression on his face. “Have you seen Blaise by any chance?”

It seems like his red cheeks get even redder, however that is possible. Draco shakes his head slowly. “No, sorry. Haven’t seen him all night.”

“Hm,” Ronald nods. “Tell him to come find me, if you see him?”

“Sure,” Draco easily agrees.

“Thanks mate!” Ron shouts enthusiastically and promptly pulls Draco into a one-armed hug. “But don’t tell him I told you that. He might think I want to meet him, ya know?”

Draco, thoroughly perplexed just keeps on nodding and Ronald vanishes in the crowd.

“What was that?” he asks himself and shakes his head. He didn’t know that Ronald was… interested in men? Much less Blaise? But does it really surprise him? After Pansy got together with Granger of all people? Probably not. Apparently, there’s some greater force having fun pairing Gryffindors with Slytherins. As if that made any sense.

*

Harry’s been at Hermione’s Christmas party for less than ten minutes and he already feels intoxicated by just breathing in the same air as his clearly drunk friends.

“Try the mulled wine, it’s a secret recipe!” Pansy had yelled at him when he’d just crossed the threshold to her and Hermione’s flat.

“Sure,” he had replied and that was apparently enough for Pansy since she nodded in reply and then promptly turned around to do who knows what.

Harry grins. Even though it’s still a bit new for him to be around the Slytherins all the time, since he hasn’t attended eighth year, he definitely likes the development. They are a fun group of friends to hang out with and he sees how happy some of them make his best friends. Hermione being the best example but closely followed by Ron. Even though his best friend doesn’t admit it, Harry knows that he’s hopelessly in love with Blaise Zabini and if Pansy was to be believed, and as the queen of gossip one definitely should believe her, Blaise felt the same about Ron. So it’s only a matter of time before those two finally make it official. When Harry turns to his right to check out the buffet table he notices Ginny next to the kitchen door, wildly snogging Theodore Nott. Another one captured by a Snake. He chuckles a little and continues to move over. If this is the result of having a bit of mulled wine he wants to have a taste. Even though he doesn’t have a Slytherin to snog or fancy. And maybe that’s a lie.

*

Well, that was fast, Draco thinks and quickly leaves the guest bedroom again. He just wanted five minutes to himself and thought that this room was his best chance. Turns out that Blaise and Ron were quicker and are now in the middle of something involving very little clothing. They hadn’t even noticed Draco which was probably for the better.

He turns around and crosses the hallway to the loo, hoping that at least that room is empty. The door is locked. Great. Maybe he should just leave. There’s no one he really wants to talk to, he’s not in the mood to get drunk or dance on the tables. He showed up, that should be enough for Pansy not to kill him.

So he turns around once again and promptly stops in his tracks, again, when Potter suddenly stands right in front of him.

“Hi, Draco,” Potter smiles, green eyes sparkling in the dim light.

Draco nods once. “Hello.”

“I was just heading to the bathroom,” Potter continues, right hand loosely pointing toward the loo.

Draco shakes his head. “It’s occupied.”

“Oh,” Potter softly says. “So, how are you? I haven’t seen you since -”, he abruptly stops talking and, to Draco’s horror, starts blushing.

“Please don’t remind me,” Draco begs. He’s cringing just at the thought of their last encounter. That being part of the reason why he didn’t want to drink tonight. At least not as much as at that stupid Halloween party at Theo’s place.

“You don’t have to be embarrassed,” Potter says, blush still prominent on his cheeks but a cheeky grin back on his face. “It was just good fun.”

“For you maybe,” Draco spits and struts forward, intending to leave this conversation and this flat. He just won’t go to any parties anymore. The chance to run into Potter is too high nowadays.

“Hey,” Potter softly says and grabs Draco’s arm. “What’s wrong? You had fun, didn’t you?”

Draco stomps his foot. He knows that he probably looks like a child having a tantrum but this is just too much.

“Yeah, super fun,” he growls and yanks his arm back. “It was so much fun that I embarrassed myself in front of all of our friends. Drinking too much, dancing on the fucking table, and doing a near damn striptease for fuck’s sake. Only to fall and nearly break my fucking neck if it weren’t for, of course, you catching me like I’m a fucking damsel in distress and me being that stupid to actually --”

He stops talking. He can not believe that Potter once again made him relive that situation. It’s always him, of all people. Some greater god probably has a lot of fun, toying with Draco’s life.

“To actually kiss me,” Har- Potter says lowly. “I- I know that you didn’t actually mean it. It’s why I -” he shakes his head. “Listen, you don’t have to be embarrassed. I didn’t want to make things awkward between us and I don’t want to lose your friendship. You’re really important to me, Draco. And I know you don’t feel the same but I can keep myself in check, I swear!”

Potter is talking so much and apparently, Draco can’t really think because he really doesn’t understand Potter’s words.

“What did you just say?” he asks, eyes wide, and involuntarily takes a step forward. “You can’t mean that.”

Harry, no Potter - urgh who cares, raises his eyebrows in question. “I really want to be your friend, Dray.” He’s looking at Draco like a puppy would and suddenly Draco’s legs feel like jelly.

“I’m not talking about being friends,” he mumbles and takes another step forward.

There it is again, that blush on Harry’s cheeks. He frantically pushes his hand through his wild hair, making it stand up from his head. “I really like you, Draco. You know that, right? Merlin, when you kissed me… In front of all of our friends as well. I thought I finally went to heaven.” He clears his throat.

Draco takes another step forward. He’s right in front of Harry now, can look right into the other man’s eyes. “You didn’t kiss me back,” Draco whispers, hands shaking at his sides.

Harry groans, apparently seeing something in Draco’s eyes that makes him move his hands to Draco’s cheeks, softly cradling his head. “I was stunned, Draco. There you were, dancing and being happy and removing your clothes, for fuck’s sake. And then I saw you slip and jumped and actually caught you. And then your eyes… Fuck your eyes were sparkling and looking at me with so many emotions I couldn’t name. And then you kissed me and I was just - frozen. Fuck, Draco if you would’ve waited another second I would have carried you out of there to snog you into the next year!”

Harry’s words were coming out faster and louder with every sentence and Draco’s stomach filled more and more with butterflies.

“You are a piece of work, Potter,” Draco says and closes the gap between them.

“Draco,” Harry sighs into his mouth and finally kisses him back, tracing Draco's lips with his tongue, seeking entrance. Everything is hot after that. Draco presses his body forward until they’re completely flushed, his arms wound around Harry’s neck. Suddenly Harry’s hands are at his waist, pulling and pushing him until their positions are reversed, Harry now pressing him into the wall and kissing him until he can’t think anymore.

A loud moan coming through the guest bedroom wall makes them jump apart and they start giggling.

“I can’t believe this,” Draco grins, his fingers tracing Harry’s face, trying to ensure himself that this is real. “I thought you hated me after I kissed you. I didn’t even want to come today and face you.”

Harry pouts a little and presses another soft kiss onto Draco’s lips and then on his cheek and forehead. Draco’s insides feel like mush. “I’m sorry. I knew that something was off but I thought you didn’t want to see me because my feelings for you were so obvious and too much. I should’ve come to you.”

Draco shakes his head. “Doesn’t matter now.”

“No, it doesn’t,” Harry agrees. A little smirk grows on his face. “Sooo, can I call you my boyfriend now?”

“Merlin, Potter, always so straightforward,” Draco grins but relents. “Yes, you may.”

“Believe me, I will be so straightforward in this relationship, no more misunderstandings.” He emphasizes his words with another cheeky snog until they hear the next series of moans.

“Who is in there?” Harry asks, a little out of breath, and turns toward the offending noises.

Draco snorts. “Last I checked it was Ronald and Blaise. I think they also had a little talk.”

Harry laughs. “I knew it. Ron really thought that he could lie to me about his feelings.”

“Well,” Draco admonishes with a smile on his face, “you can be a little oblivious at times.”

Harry snorts. “Oh, do shut up, will you?”

“Make me.”

Harry makes sure that there are no more words being spoken in the next couple of minutes.

(Until Pansy and Hermione catch them on the way to their bedroom, right when the door next to them opens and two rumpled-looking men stumble into the hallway.)

Day 11 --

[americasarse]

Chapters: 2/8 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Cho Chang/Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley/Blaise Zabini, Pansy Parkinson/Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood/Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger/Pansy Parkinson/Ron Weasley, Charlie Weasley/Blaise Zabini, Draco Malfoy/Blaise Zabini Characters: Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Luna Lovegood, Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, Charlie Weasley, Percy Weasley, Ron Weasley, Molly Weasley Additional Tags: Drug Use, Recreational Drug Use, Threesome, Open Relationships, Friends With Benefits, References to Drugs, Slow Burn, right person wrong time, Drug Addiction, Sex Addiction, Dark Ginny Weasley, Bisexual Ginny Weasley, Drug User Ginny Weasley, Implied/Referenced Cheating, Angst, Major Illness Summary:

Ginny Weasley was once a girl on fire.

And now she's burning the candle at both ends, running, and fighting, and yes maybe snorting whatever she can find off Pansy Parkinson's tits, but that doesn't mean anything.

And suddenly her brother has less time than her, and she's introducing him to her life, and suddenly everything is blazing in a fiery bright bonfire and it is tearing apart the very people she once depended on.

or : The Ways PTSD Affects the Golden Trio & Co.

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Chapter 2 is posted!! Go show it some love :)

[everythingistakensothisismyname]

Making Blairon only as a Drarry sidepair is so wrong. Like hell Blairon has so much potential. Like this rich cold guy getting together with guy from poor outbringing with anger issues but who is also big sunshine. If I was able to actually finish stories I would write so many fics.

this is me being mad at the lack of good fanfics

[cosmicbutterfly121]

Au where the past blacks, potters, Slytherin families and marauders PLUS the orginal timeline of Harry Potter meets or reacts to some fics about drarry, blairon, pansmione, neville x theo( idk about the ship name) linny and the other gay ships. l genuinely want the past an the original timeline react to their happier versions of themselves and react to some fics while the past pureblood families are gaping in shock of how the other versions disregarding the pureblood traditions and dating boy/girl/muggle or is it just me?

[theweirdspacejellyfish]

Blaise x Ron fic recs

Where’s Ron? By Snortinglaughter - 244 words and oneshot

Nothing good comes from being bored… or does it? By sparkysparklighting - 1,081 words and oneshot

Glory hole by melanie_bxx - 3,446 words and oenshot

Ron Weasley and the clothes of doom by Liesha130 - 32,872 words and oenshot

Laser tag by melanie_bxx - 1,047 words and oenshot

Theirs to keep. By Rouzhi_Fans_HP (orphan_account) - 1,922 words and 2 chapters/incomplete

A very daddy Easter - blairon by mothermalfoy (orphan_account) - 1,264 words and oneshot

Protective brothers by sparkysparklighting - 2,554 words and oneshot

After the storm by orphan_account - 1,679 words and oenshot

The last piece of my puzzle by melanie_bxx - 8,720 words and oenshot

Red by Yo_mama - 3,010 words and oenshot

Break up the golden couple! By Witch1511 - 9,108 words and oenshot

My best friend’s boyfriend’s best friend by Yo_mama - 7,977 words and oenshot

Donald Duck ( the third wheel) by orphan_account - 2,152 words and oenshot

I’ve been waiting for answers for way too long by orphan_account - 2,163 words and oenshot

[hp-hcs]

Not really a request but holy crap your nb blaise fic was absolutely amazing hell yeah ill integrate that into my belief system. Do you have any other hcs about that bc it's super cool

(more) nonbinary! blaise zabini headcanons — a (sort of) part two to my fic uniforms

there’s a lot, so i’ve divided them up into sections and subsections

also i’m tired and it’s late if there are any typos shhh no there aren’t

~ 𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕝 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤 ~

they’re better at makeup than you, hands down

isn’t blaise like canonically (aka, the actor) 6’3”? well anyways, they wear heels. they don’t need them, but they own six inch stilettos and won’t miss a step. absolutely strutting on the moving stairs while everyone watches like “how the fuck—”

(if you ask why they wear them, their answer will always be “so i can step on men, duh”)

~ ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕦𝕥 ~

• mrs. zabini •

their mom is hella supportive!!!

one of her definitely-not-murdered ex-husbands mysteriously went missing after making some joke at blaise’s expense

no, mr. auror, i haven’t a clue how my husband ended up at the bottom of the black lake with the word ‘transphobe’ magically carved into his forehead what that’s crazy

• slytherin squad™️ •

draco: shouts “i knew it!!!!” and runs off to go get his money from whoever he bet against

theo: could not give less of a fuck. i kinda hc theo as being fluid or at least apathetic to their own gender, so it’s all love & support over here!!

mattheo: needs it explained a couple times, but once he gets it, he never messes up their pronouns and will fight any bitch who does

pansy: absolute queen. she will d r a g them to diagon alley to go shopping with her and will buy them their first personal makeup palette. we stan.

enzo: already knew. knew like, two years ago. when they come out, he’s just like, “oh!! i’m so happy you finally figured it out!! i’ve been waiting for you to say something for ages!!!!”

• adults •

dumbledick: completely ignores their pronouns bc all slytherins are evil and he’s definitely not biased or anything

snape: is an asshole about it.

voldemort: would be like 🧍‍♂️“ok but ur still one of my death eaters right?”

narcissa: does that one fake polite smile and nod that every white mom is capable of. “how lovely, dear.”

bellatrix: man, bitch is crazy. who even knows

tonks: AGGRESSIVELY supportive

• golden trio (& co.) •

harry: gets into an argument with the slytherins and calls blaise “he”. draco’s ready to beat his ass, but blaise just calmly explains their gender identity and harry apologizes, then goes back to arguing with them, ✨respectfully✨.

ron: (what no i’m definitely not a blairon shipper shut up) immediately switches to strictly gender-neutral language and goes out of his way to ask them what terms/compliments/etc they’re comfortable being called.

hermione: hot take! i hc her as a closeted lesbian with internalized homophobia, and i think she’d try to make an argument about “bUt ThEy iS pLuRaL”.

neville: cutie pie!! he just nods and is like “okay! 🥹🌱”

ginny: doesn’t give a fuck. blaise is on the slytherin quidditch team, and damn if you think she isn’t going to do everything in her power to continue trying to beat them

luna: sagely nods like it was obvious. “oh, the nargles already told me.”

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comments are always appreciated!! the author thrives off encouragement, like a toddler being given a gold star sticker!!!

[sitp-recs]

Hi! 🧚🏻 I hope you are doing great :).

I was wondering if you have more Blaise/Ron fic recs? Fluffy ones would be amazing :).

Thank you so much for giving great recommendations, you are truly amazing! 🫂💗

Hi there! I’m doing well thank you, what about you? Unfortunately I haven’t read much Blairon besides That one time Ron attended Harry's party and didn't enjoy it at all by MelCalder. I hope my followers can offer more recs!

[charis23]

Drarry Fics

The Day Before the Wedding

Rated: E. Words: 39k. By: Kbrick

Harry's getting married to Ginny tomorrow. The problem is that he can't seem to get beyond today. (Harry gets stuck in a time loop on his wedding weekend).

Away, Away

Rated: E. Words: 121k. By: Aelys_Althea

Abandonment didn't sit well with Harry. Not at all. After the calamity that was the end of the Triwizard Tournament and the dismissal of his friends over the summer, he decides: enough is enough. He's done. Done with it all. He just wanted to get away. But the Wizarding world, as it happens, isn't quite finished with him. No matter how far he runs, it always catches back up to him. Years after turning from those who left him, Harry is dragged back to that world once more. Many find him far changed from the boy who'd once known. Some - some very few - even like that change. Draco Malfoy just happens to be one of those chosen few.

Tea and No Sympathy

Rated: E. Words: 70k. By: who_la_hoop

It's Potter's fault, of course, that Draco finds himself trapped in the same twenty-four-hour period, repeating itself over and over again. But the more Draco repeats the day, the more he realises the uncomfortable truth: he's falling head over heels for the speccy git. And suddenly, the time loop feels like a trap. For how can he ever get Harry to love him back when time is, quite literally, against him?

Vis-à-Vis-à-Vis

Rated: E. Words: 49.9k. By: Vukovich

Harry's assignment was simple. Close out Draco Malfoy's missing persons case so he can be declared dead. But who's making withdrawals from Malfoy's vaults? How is a death omen-turned-Unspeakable involved? Is an organization known as the Moirai to blame?Harry brushes it off until he can't. Until The Prophet is flooded with sightings of dead people. Until Robards throws himself on his sword. Until Ron turns on his own family. Until Harry scarcely trusts his own reflection in the mirror and trusts the stranger in his bed even less. Until all that stands between war and peace is Harry, a name plate, a stadium of murderers, and Draco Malfoy. God save the Ministry.

Stop All the Clocks (This Is the Last Time I’m Leaving Without You)

Rated: E. Words: 44k. By: firethesound

Living with Draco was difficult; living without him is unbearable. But if there’s one thing Harry learned from the war, it’s that even when one life ends, the rest of the world goes right on living.

flashback, warm nights

Rated: M. Words: 13k. By: warmfoothills

“What’s killing me is that I actually quite fucking like Christmas, festival-for-a-personally-irrelevant-religion-turned-commercialised-garbage-holiday though it may be, and now I’m stuck in the perpetual almost-there of it all with an idiot who gets himself cut up every time no matter how differently I try and do things!” “Killing you?” Potter asks. “I thought I was the one who’s about to get my torso sliced into?” Draco gets stuck in a time loop while the golden trio (plus draco) are horcrux hunting.

The Auror Calendar

Rated: E. Words: 21k. By: melanie_bxx

It's like Firefighter Calendar, but with Aurors, and magic, and six idiots who won't admit their feelings. Featuring Drarry, Blairon, and Theville in one story

The Place Where They Go

Rated: T. Words: 64k. By: chunksy

"You can talk to me, i'll listen for hours." "Maybe that's your problem...". "What?" "Listening to me."

After the second Wizarding War, Harry and his friends return to Hogwarts one final time to finish off their educations. Harry struggles do come to terms with being alive while many of his friends are not. Draco is having trouble dealing with the slander from his classmates due to his position in the war. Harry can't help but take notice of Draco, and how much he has changed, and how much that confused him. Nightmares, Astronomy, paintings, and many lost sketches later, how will they act on their new found epiphanies?

Running on Air

Rated: T Words: 74k By: eleventy7

Draco Malfoy has been missing for three years. Harry is assigned the cold case and finds himself slowly falling in love with the memories he collects.

Turn

Rated: E. Words: 306k. By: Saras_Girl

One good turn always deserves another. Apparently.

(Just the most gorgeous Drarry book ever.

Slight spoiler for storyline:

Harry gets placed in an alternate universe where he and Draco are dating, and he begins to find out he doesn’t hate the idea…)

Nor All That Glisters

Rated: E. Words: 110k. By: sweet_sOrrOw

Lonely and frustrated on house arrest, with no prospects for the future, Draco begins brewing Felix Felicis in an attempt to improve his lot. Just in the short term, of course. He isn’t a total idiot.

But before long he finds himself with a thriving business, a nice flat, some actual (albeit irritatingly Gryffindor) friends, and a very satisfying sex life. What’s more, no-one is hexing him in the street. And Harry Potter is single, and gorgeous, and giving Draco decidedly interested looks.

Stop taking the Felix? You must be joking…

Blairon and Drarry in Number Twelve

Rated: E. Words: 49k. By: cabes

After the Battle of Hogwarts, Blaise and Draco find themselves under house arrest for two years with Harry and Ron. They must repair the home to its original magical condition. Join Blaise & Ron and Harry & Draco on an exploration of their loves, fears, and sexual passions.

Until It All Comes Undone

Rated: E. Words: 38k. By: MysticKitten42

Following his confrontation with Voldemort, Harry returns from King’s Cross Station completely changed. He wakes up at Privet Drive with no memory of his past, the war or magic. Petunia, widowed and suffering from empty nest syndrome, is only too happy to turn Harry into Dudley 2.0.

But something’s not quite right. Plagued by recurring nightmares, Harry can’t help but feel something is missing. A bottle of his cousin’s LSD helps him to forget his worries… Magic may not be real, but the hallucinations and the hot blond he meets all feel pretty magical to Harry.

Having turned his back on his family, Draco is determined to start over and do the right thing. But he’s never made good decisions when it comes to Harry Potter. When Potter—presumed dead, but very much alive—unexpectedly returns, Draco will do anything for a second chance. Even if it means pretending not to know who he is…

where all the veins meet

Rated: E. Words: 146k. By: eight_of_wands

It's the summer of 1998. The battle is over, and Voldemort is dead, but Harry still has more questions than answers. Who is he without a piece of Voldemort's soul in his head? What is he supposed to do now?

His friends try to help, but the only thing that can hold his attention—one of the only things that ever has—is Draco Malfoy, out on parole and weirdly hanging around the British Museum.

As they keep running into each other, Harry sees that Malfoy is different, and he wonders if he can be someone else, too.

Featuring rumpled band shirts, poker games everyone hates, fumbling sex, and a Harry going a little mental over how wands even work.

Harry Potter and the Welcome to the World of Grey

Rated: E. Words: 456k. By: sobsicles

When Harry fails to keep his anger at bay and Voldemort possesses his mind, the events that follow lead him down a long road to realizing the world isn't as black and white as it seems.

Chaos, hilarity, and tragedy ensue with a Dark Lord being honest all the time, a rival becoming something else, and a world demanding to be saved. Featuring frightened Death Eaters, deep conversations with a monster, Pureblood traditions being ridiculous, and the fight to do the right thing with no true options.

Harry's life just gets more and more bizarre with each passing moment.

(Or, the one where Harry's life gets split in half, and he has to figure out how to bring it back together.)

A Melody of You & Me

Rated: E. Words: 64k. By: academicdisaster

Draco Malfoy has a Christmas choir competition to win, and Harry Potter has an orphanage that needs funding. When Luna Lovegood intervenes, they agree to help each other out: Harry will join the choir if Draco chooses to sponsor his charity.

But agreeing to work together also means getting to know each other again - in new and unexpected ways.

Ft. a chaotic festive choir, scheming friends, a healthy dose of mental health issues, one very irritating ex, and boys learning how to love and be loved.

Everything Black

Rated: T. Words: 66k. By: General_Jellyfish

If you had a chance to do it over again, make things better, would you take it?

or

Harry fakes it 'til he makes it.

OR

Harry -somehow- accidentally goes back in time.

The Pain We Share

Rated: T. Words: 223k. By: Aili_Souma

Draco Malfoy had been sick almost his entire life, or at least he thought so, until words started to form on his skin: I must not tell lies.

As it turned out, there were still a lot of secrets from the first war to uncover. How exactly Draco was going to get out of the mess he apparently inherited, was also still to be discovered.

The Bolthole

Rated: E. Words: 54k. By: aideomai, Tepre

Harry is a hoarder, Draco is grief-stricken, and both are capable human adults who can definitely spend a month in a cottage in the Cotswolds together without ever talking about the time they slept together in eighth year. Yeah, no, totally.

Five Weddings and a Potions Accident

Rated: E. Words: 19k. By: lauren3210

In which Harry thinks he’s a playboy, everyone else knows better, and Hermione will kill Seamus if Ron tries to collect on that bet.

Harry Potter and the Future He Doesn’t Really Want, Thanks

Rated: E. Words: 70k. By: orphan_account

It was addictive, the feeling of Draco Malfoy telling him things in a soft voice early in the morning. Harry felt like he was taming a wild animal, or petting a cat that hated everybody else. This train existed outside of time, that was the only explanation Harry could come up with as to why Malfoy was actually having a civil conversation with him right now.

That Old Black Magic

Rated: E. Words: 77k. By: bixgirl1

Centuries ago, marriage contracts were the norm — ready-made alliances between families, expected and complied with, without complaint. But norms have a way of changing, and when a long-dormant contract flares to life, Harry has to navigate an unexpected splintering of the path he'd thought would be easy after the war... with Draco Malfoy.

(Arranged marriage trope but they hate each other at first)

[orange-peony]

5. What's a ship you like but haven't written yet?

💖 💖 💖

Oooh, thank you so much for this ask, Lani! 💙

There are so many rare pair ships that I would love to try writing! Especially George/Harry (they would be so soft to each other post war 🥺), Blairon (a fic just for them), Percy/Oliver (god, I have such a soft spot for them), Charlie/Neville and more George/Lee because I absolutely adore them together!

From this ask.

[pretentiouswreckingball]

K, B, L, and R please🫶🏻

sunnnnnny 🫶

abc ask game

K— What character has your favorite development arc/the best development arc?

Zuko from ATLA would forever have the best development arc/redemption arc for me, not only because I love the show but because the way he questions himself about it all, the breakdown and the subsequent change of ideals/beliefs he had for years pushing all side, even his pride, in order to help the gaang??? I wish I was more eloquent about this but it’s been a while since I watched the show but I’m sure you get what I mean.

B— A pairing–platonic, romantic or sexual–that you initially didn’t consider, but someone changed your mind.

Blairon and Pansmione, I mean, I didn’t even thought they could be a possibility until I read a fic with both in it and went like 👀 okay, someone is onto something here.

L— Say something genuinely nice about a character who isn’t one of your faves. (Characters you’re neutral about are fair game, as are characters you merely dislike. Characters that you absolutely loathe with the fire of ten thousand suns are exempt, as there is no point in giving yourself an aneurysm over a character that you hate.)

Evan Rosier has a really cool name and the way some people write him I enjoy reading about him, same with Barty. (No, I don’t hate them, they’re neutral to me!)

R— Which friendship/platonic relationship is your favorite in fandom?

Everyone talks a lot about Regulus and Remus but what about Remus and James?? they’re my absolute favorite, I always try to insert their friendship in my fics because I genuinely think they complement each other. They’re so precious to me!!

[louis-arssets]

25 Days of Drarry - Day 12

Day 12 of 25 Days of Drarry

Prompt L -- Mulled Wine in a Copper Saucepan

Image Description: A round copper saucepan sits on a light-coloured, woven hessian trivet, on a worn wooden table. The saucepan contains a dark red liquid, and has several circular slices of orange and a star-anise floating on the surface. Two grey ceramic mugs are stacked inside each other to the top-right of the image, the upper mug is filled with red cherries.

Tags: Friends to Lovers, Getting Together, Snogging, Boys Kissing, Pansmione, Blairon, Misunderstandings, Fluff

Read more under the cut or here on AO3.

The Christmas party is in full swing already but Draco keeps on lurking in the back of the living room, trying to be unnoticed. He didn’t even want to come but since Pansy is one part of the hosting pair he kind of had to. If he didn’t want to die a tragic death, that is.

Pansy is nowhere to be seen, she vanished from Draco’s sight, not a minute after she let him into her and Granger’s flat, muttering something about getting the mulled wine ready. Well, it is ready now. Draco can see several bowls, filled with the red wine and orange slices, standing on the big kitchen table that Pansy and Granger had carried into the living space and now use for the buffet. Next to the mulled wine, there are also pieces of gingerbread, pizza slices formed as Christmas trees, salads, breadsticks, and some crisps and cookies for snacks.

The flat is packed, with Granger having invited all of the former Gryffindors and the odd Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. Pansy, of course, had invited the Slytherins, but since only a handful had come back to eighth year a few years ago, their group has sized down by a lot.

Not that that is a bad thing.

After the war, Draco felt like all of his fight has left his body and he remained a little… empty. It was part of his probation to go back to Hogwarts to finish his Newts, so that was what he did. He started the year by apologizing to everyone who would listen to him and then kept to himself, only ever talking to Pansy or Blaise once in a while. Otherwise, he remained in the library or visited Madam Pomfrey in the hospital wing since he wanted to study the art of healing. She always tried to convince him to be part of the eighth year group which, surprisingly, formed pretty quickly after the start of term. After that they were pretty tight-knit, studying together, partying together, and all in all just trying to enjoy one normal school year in their life.

The only other person who was not part of that group since he didn’t come back to Hogwarts was Harry Potter. Draco doesn’t really know where he went during that year, some said he was already working undercover for the DMLE, others argued that he was away traveling. If Draco really thought about it, he was sure that Potter didn’t need his Newts anyway. He was rich, he was the savior. If he wanted to have a job he would get one, no matter how educated he was.

Someone bumps into Draco’s shoulder, nearly making him spill his still-full glass of mulled wine.

“Sorry mate,” none other than Ronald Weasley grins at him, cheeks flushed and hair mussed. “Didn’t see you there.” He doesn’t stop for a chat, which Draco, of course, is grateful for. He doesn’t want to be involved, especially not with a clearly intoxicated Weasley. After a few steps though, Ronald stops and turns back around, a questioning expression on his face. “Have you seen Blaise by any chance?”

It seems like his red cheeks get even redder, however that is possible. Draco shakes his head slowly. “No, sorry. Haven’t seen him all night.”

“Hm,” Ronald nods. “Tell him to come find me, if you see him?”

“Sure,” Draco easily agrees.

“Thanks mate!” Ron shouts enthusiastically and promptly pulls Draco into a one-armed hug. “But don’t tell him I told you that. He might think I want to meet him, ya know?”

Draco, thoroughly perplexed just keeps on nodding and Ronald vanishes in the crowd.

“What was that?” he asks himself and shakes his head. He didn’t know that Ronald was… interested in men? Much less Blaise? But does it really surprise him? After Pansy got together with Granger of all people? Probably not. Apparently, there’s some greater force having fun pairing Gryffindors with Slytherins. As if that made any sense.

*

Harry’s been at Hermione’s Christmas party for less than ten minutes and he already feels intoxicated by just breathing in the same air as his clearly drunk friends.

“Try the mulled wine, it’s a secret recipe!” Pansy had yelled at him when he’d just crossed the threshold to her and Hermione’s flat.

“Sure,” he had replied and that was apparently enough for Pansy since she nodded in reply and then promptly turned around to do who knows what.

Harry grins. Even though it’s still a bit new for him to be around the Slytherins all the time, since he hasn’t attended eighth year, he definitely likes the development. They are a fun group of friends to hang out with and he sees how happy some of them make his best friends. Hermione being the best example but closely followed by Ron. Even though his best friend doesn’t admit it, Harry knows that he’s hopelessly in love with Blaise Zabini and if Pansy was to be believed, and as the queen of gossip one definitely should believe her, Blaise felt the same about Ron. So it’s only a matter of time before those two finally make it official. When Harry turns to his right to check out the buffet table he notices Ginny next to the kitchen door, wildly snogging Theodore Nott. Another one captured by a Snake. He chuckles a little and continues to move over. If this is the result of having a bit of mulled wine he wants to have a taste. Even though he doesn’t have a Slytherin to snog or fancy. And maybe that’s a lie.

*

Well, that was fast, Draco thinks and quickly leaves the guest bedroom again. He just wanted five minutes to himself and thought that this room was his best chance. Turns out that Blaise and Ron were quicker and are now in the middle of something involving very little clothing. They hadn’t even noticed Draco which was probably for the better.

He turns around and crosses the hallway to the loo, hoping that at least that room is empty. The door is locked. Great. Maybe he should just leave. There’s no one he really wants to talk to, he’s not in the mood to get drunk or dance on the tables. He showed up, that should be enough for Pansy not to kill him.

So he turns around once again and promptly stops in his tracks, again, when Potter suddenly stands right in front of him.

“Hi, Draco,” Potter smiles, green eyes sparkling in the dim light.

Draco nods once. “Hello.”

“I was just heading to the bathroom,” Potter continues, right hand loosely pointing toward the loo.

Draco shakes his head. “It’s occupied.”

“Oh,” Potter softly says. “So, how are you? I haven’t seen you since -”, he abruptly stops talking and, to Draco’s horror, starts blushing.

“Please don’t remind me,” Draco begs. He’s cringing just at the thought of their last encounter. That being part of the reason why he didn’t want to drink tonight. At least not as much as at that stupid Halloween party at Theo’s place.

“You don’t have to be embarrassed,” Potter says, blush still prominent on his cheeks but a cheeky grin back on his face. “It was just good fun.”

“For you maybe,” Draco spits and struts forward, intending to leave this conversation and this flat. He just won’t go to any parties anymore. The chance to run into Potter is too high nowadays.

“Hey,” Potter softly says and grabs Draco’s arm. “What’s wrong? You had fun, didn’t you?”

Draco stomps his foot. He knows that he probably looks like a child having a tantrum but this is just too much.

“Yeah, super fun,” he growls and yanks his arm back. “It was so much fun that I embarrassed myself in front of all of our friends. Drinking too much, dancing on the fucking table, and doing a near damn striptease for fuck’s sake. Only to fall and nearly break my fucking neck if it weren’t for, of course, you catching me like I’m a fucking damsel in distress and me being that stupid to actually --”

He stops talking. He can not believe that Potter once again made him relive that situation. It’s always him, of all people. Some greater god probably has a lot of fun, toying with Draco’s life.

“To actually kiss me,” Har- Potter says lowly. “I- I know that you didn’t actually mean it. It’s why I -” he shakes his head. “Listen, you don’t have to be embarrassed. I didn’t want to make things awkward between us and I don’t want to lose your friendship. You’re really important to me, Draco. And I know you don’t feel the same but I can keep myself in check, I swear!”

Potter is talking so much and apparently, Draco can’t really think because he really doesn’t understand Potter’s words.

“What did you just say?” he asks, eyes wide, and involuntarily takes a step forward. “You can’t mean that.”

Harry, no Potter - urgh who cares, raises his eyebrows in question. “I really want to be your friend, Dray.” He’s looking at Draco like a puppy would and suddenly Draco’s legs feel like jelly.

“I’m not talking about being friends,” he mumbles and takes another step forward.

There it is again, that blush on Harry’s cheeks. He frantically pushes his hand through his wild hair, making it stand up from his head. “I really like you, Draco. You know that, right? Merlin, when you kissed me… In front of all of our friends as well. I thought I finally went to heaven.” He clears his throat.

Draco takes another step forward. He’s right in front of Harry now, can look right into the other man’s eyes. “You didn’t kiss me back,” Draco whispers, hands shaking at his sides.

Harry groans, apparently seeing something in Draco’s eyes that makes him move his hands to Draco’s cheeks, softly cradling his head. “I was stunned, Draco. There you were, dancing and being happy and removing your clothes, for fuck’s sake. And then I saw you slip and jumped and actually caught you. And then your eyes… Fuck your eyes were sparkling and looking at me with so many emotions I couldn’t name. And then you kissed me and I was just - frozen. Fuck, Draco if you would’ve waited another second I would have carried you out of there to snog you into the next year!”

Harry’s words were coming out faster and louder with every sentence and Draco’s stomach filled more and more with butterflies.

“You are a piece of work, Potter,” Draco says and closes the gap between them.

“Draco,” Harry sighs into his mouth and finally kisses him back, tracing Draco's lips with his tongue, seeking entrance. Everything is hot after that. Draco presses his body forward until they’re completely flushed, his arms wound around Harry’s neck. Suddenly Harry’s hands are at his waist, pulling and pushing him until their positions are reversed, Harry now pressing him into the wall and kissing him until he can’t think anymore.

A loud moan coming through the guest bedroom wall makes them jump apart and they start giggling.

“I can’t believe this,” Draco grins, his fingers tracing Harry’s face, trying to ensure himself that this is real. “I thought you hated me after I kissed you. I didn’t even want to come today and face you.”

Harry pouts a little and presses another soft kiss onto Draco’s lips and then on his cheek and forehead. Draco’s insides feel like mush. “I’m sorry. I knew that something was off but I thought you didn’t want to see me because my feelings for you were so obvious and too much. I should’ve come to you.”

Draco shakes his head. “Doesn’t matter now.”

“No, it doesn’t,” Harry agrees. A little smirk grows on his face. “Sooo, can I call you my boyfriend now?”

“Merlin, Potter, always so straightforward,” Draco grins but relents. “Yes, you may.”

“Believe me, I will be so straightforward in this relationship, no more misunderstandings.” He emphasizes his words with another cheeky snog until they hear the next series of moans.

“Who is in there?” Harry asks, a little out of breath, and turns toward the offending noises.

Draco snorts. “Last I checked it was Ronald and Blaise. I think they also had a little talk.”

Harry laughs. “I knew it. Ron really thought that he could lie to me about his feelings.”

“Well,” Draco admonishes with a smile on his face, “you can be a little oblivious at times.”

Harry snorts. “Oh, do shut up, will you?”

“Make me.”

Harry makes sure that there are no more words being spoken in the next couple of minutes.

(Until Pansy and Hermione catch them on the way to their bedroom, right when the door next to them opens and two rumpled-looking men stumble into the hallway.)

Day 11 --