#cant forget draco malfoy

[accio-sriracha]

My contribution to the Marauders fandom is dissappearing every few months out of the year only to reappear and absolutely demolish everyone's feelings with horrific amounts of angst in a suspiciously short time period.

[kaylasficrecs]

draco malfoy recs

we're okay | imagine, flangst | @weaselbrownie

a painful love | imagine, flangst | @shysneeze

vulnerable love | two shot, angst | @shysneeze (this is part 2)

missed smiles | imagine, flangst | @shysneeze

cramps | imagine, fluff | @dreamingonfilm

our little secret | imagine, fluff | @keykeep

how could i ever forget? | one shot, flangst | @talesofadragon

even if it's dark | one shot, flangst | @talesofadragon

let me see it | imagine, flangst | @fanficflaneuse

one hand one heart | imagine, angst | @i-cant-type-help

a lifetime with him | drabble, flangst | @draconisxcaput

my girl | imagine, fluffy flangst | @slytherin-2-mychamber

seems right | imagine, fluff | @darling-i-read-it

compromises | imagine, fluff | deactivated blog

moment of happiness | imagine, flangst | @heloisedaphnebrightmore

a malfoy and a potter | imagine, fluff | @mrsmikaelsxn

deepest desire | imagine, flangst | @multific

lovestruck | imagine, flangst | @mrsmikaelsxn

busy bee | imagine, fluff | @cloudybarnes

my bleeding heart | one shot, flangst | @sundrop-writes

doyouwanttogototheballwithme? | imagine, fluff | @toothfa-1-ry

ex best friend | imagine, flangst | @cloudybarnes

buy me presents | one shot, fluff | @writingsbychlo

midnight library | imagine, smut | @sagewritings

flower power | one shot, fluff | @lexamiele

the malfoy signet ring on your finger | imagine, fluff | @kryptonitejelly

odd one out | one shot, fluff | @panda-noosh

engraved | one shot, angsty flangst | @dracowars

silence | imagine, flangst | @dracowars

fighter | imagine, flangst (more angst) | @dracowars

so american | imagine, fluff | @lqveharrington

[rewritingcanon]

If you don’t mind me asking? why do you believe that Slytherin is a terrible house? Draco was an asshole and some of the other Slytherins(Crabbe, Goyle). although throughout the entire series the golden trio were practically bullies to most Slytherins for no reason(more so in the books)? Slytherins at hogwarts were usually mistreated due to their reputation of producing dark wizards, as if Ravenclaw doesn’t have almost just as much 🙏 plus how biased the entire school facility were with Slytherins, honestly i wouldn’t expect Slytherins to act the best when the whole schools against them.

And Slytherins being bullied or mistreated isn’t a new thing, especially by Gryffindors(Ex; Golden trio, marauders, fantastic beasts).

And whats your take on Ron? i’m a bit meh on him, as he was a good friend although i still can’t forget or excuse him

-Bullying first years

-Abusing his Prefect status

-Almost calling Ginny a slut

-abusing Crookshanks

kinda confused a bit because i don’t remember ever calling slytherin a terrible house lol. i’ve said that slytherin was written with the mind to make it a bad house, with all its characters being pretty morally bleak. hp is not supposed to be very morally complex, all the work in that is mostly credited to fandom.

as readers, we’re positioned to sympathise with the golden trio being mean to slytherin characters more because they have the moral leverage of not being blood purists or terrorists. maybe harry had no reason to go after them at first, but hermione definitely had as a muggleborn, and ron was constantly getting slandered for either being poor or a blood traitor. granted, this was all mostly from draco. the other slytherins are one-dimensional characters who serve as his lackeys, there’s not one that’s properly fleshed out except maybe severus snape and even that’s iffy for a lot of fans.

yes, ravenclaws did have death eaters, but not to the same extent that slytherin was producing them. most death eater characters have unconfirmed houses, the only ravenclaw we actually know to be a death eater is quirrel and thats it. so they’re actually tying with the amount of death eaters gryffindor produces (pettigrew), not slytherin. everyone else— lestranges, blacks, malfoys, crabbes, snape etc— are slytherins. this is unsurprising as salazar slytherin literally wanted to gatekeep his house from progressive and inclusive ideals.

i have many gripes with the oppressive world jkr has written— i don’t think she understands how oppression operates because i agree with what you say about most of the hogwarts staff treating the slytherins like shit. in reality, the ones who are oppressed should be the ones discriminated against, but in the hpverse you see the oppressors getting treated badly. im not saying i think slytherins should be presented as the oppressed, its just horrid writing on her part.

i really like ron, i think he’s a really well fleshed-out character with realistic flaws and a good arc. i cant remember when he bullied first years and i don’t remember him abusing his prefect status in any extremely terrible way that would lower my opinion of him. i do remember him almost slut-shaming ginny, and though i think it was terrible of him i also think it was a realistic thing to say from an older brother to a younger sister in the 90s. i have a younger brother and you should clock some of the arguments we’ve had over the years in the 2020s. it’s within the same vein. ginny was pressing on ron’s sore spots as little siblings do, and ron was attempting to compensate by biting back in any way he could. it was realistic to me. and its been a while since i read the books but ron bitching about crookshanks read as comedic. granted, i was like 11 years old when i read them, but i remember thinking it was justified because to ron, crookshanks was literally trying to kill his pet. he’s not going to be chill around something thats tried to eat his rat multiple times. when someone is attacking your pet, you get scared and angry and try to fight back in defence of your pet because you want to deter that animal from trying anything like that again. they obviously can’t understand you if you simply lecture them. i once had to do something similar (i did not physically fight anything though LOL) when i got a new cat, and our neighbour’s cat would constantly attack and injure him every time we let him outside. and that was a cat v cat, this is a little mouse versus crookshanks 😭😭

[ronoholic]

unfair dare | draco m. 🪄x reader| (she/her)

"Could you write an angst fic with draco malfoy? where draco and his friends make a bet that draco has to conquer y/ n, in the end he succeeds and they become a couple, but draco begins to have feelings for her, then she finds out and ends up with him confronting him and draco feels so bad😕":

*a/n: I added some adjustments to the request bc I got a little confused 😅 and im back so I just rambled on with what my mind was giving me so hope you enjoy!! <3🙏🏽

“draco! draco!” his friend came

“What?” He grumbled out turning to now face Blaise

“you up for some fun?” any interest that draco had, dropped

“no, now get out” he turned to continue the work he was doing

"it involves (y/n)"

and what would i want with a skank like her?" he turned, with a look of disgust

" y'know the rumors arent true... you made them" Blaise was the only one who would notice Draco’s admiration for (y/n) but knows Draco would never admit, no he’d much rather “kill himself” in the words of the angry blonde.

"Still, ive got to hold my ground, cant go folding on my own stories" the blonde fully turned to face his friend, with a face of intrest and forgetting his work

"what about her though?"

"ask her out"

"what" he laughed out in disbelief

"ask her out, i saw the redhead talking to her"

"so?"

"she looked swooned, over the moon with him... I dare you to take her, make him mad" blaise knew you and ron were just friends, he also knew that draco didn’t know that.. and he’d do anything to spite weasley and he wanted his two friends together and to finally put aside their feud

"i dont have time to deal with weasley, blaise"

"guess someones insecure.." he hummed leaving the room.

"ill show him who’s “insecure” he mumbled in a mocking way lightly slamming his hands on the desk.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

“Blaise!” “Blaise!” Draco stormed after him

“what?” he asked rolling his eyes, his friend not wanting to join in on what he thought was fun

“ you’re on, after potions”

“ oh yeah?” he asked, a smirk creeping onto his face

“ and ill even drop in a hundred galleons”

“ohhoho you are most definitely on mate” they laughed sealing their deal with a hand shake.

the blond tried to think of all his strategy on how to land the girl his friend had just sprung on him, but anything he thought of ended up with her slapping, kicking or punching him, after all she was friends with those red heads; and everyone knows they how they play.

“ now welcome back to another day students, thankful to all those who still decide to come back after my well, rather boring lessons” the professor tried to joke

“ now my lovelies, we will be working in pairs.. we’ll be doing a three day long project and it will count for your final marks”

she started calling out pairs and draco tried his best to make it seemed like he wanted nothing to do with you, after all he knew the teacher would do the opposite, she hated him.

her eyes finally landed on draco and she started looking at every girl watching dracos reaction until it got to you, he stiffened up and widened his eyes making it look like he was disgusted, blaise smiling in the background had her make her final decision

“ draco, you will be working with…. (y/n)” she gave an innocent smile, and he heard an annoyed sigh quietly escape from her mouth.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

( y/n)! I cant believe it, out of all people, draco?!”

“ its not like I could choose myself hermione” you replied, now slightly annoyed, this was the fourth time she had brought it up

“I know but-"

“ do you wanna switch or something? you're more concerned about this than I am!” you whisper-yelled out in the library

“no, well , yeah no.. im just looking out for you, he still y’know, acts like the rumors are true.., are you okay?”

“ugh I know..” you sighed out, sitting back down rubbing youre temples

��� its nothing to bad, I can deal with him.. i think”

“ well, if you need help you know where to find me” she gave you a comforting smile while leaving.

A few months earlier

“i told you to leave me alone (y/n)!”

“what's wrong afraid of a little competition Draco?” a young (y/n) had teased the young blonde she found slightly cute

“ no, now I told you, leave me alone or I'll make your life terrible here!” he seethed out, pushing the girl he was intimidated of to the floor.

you still tried to continue the friendship you thought you still had with the blonde throughout the time at hogwarts, until one day you noticed people whispering and snickering whenever you’d walk up or walk away from draco.

“(y/n) .. is it true? you’re my best friend I want to hear it from you.” hermione knew something was up and she needed you to confirm whether it was true or not.

you slowly looked up still confused “is what true mione?”

“they’re saying you had a few to many to drink yesterday and well went to find draco begging , and well you tried getting onto him and when he turned you away you tried getting onto blaise, also begging... ”

“what?..” you felt your heart shatter.

you walked up to draco after class and pulled him into a corner to save him some dignity “

“you absolute scum!” you yelled out while smacking him

“how could you?, honestly draco!”

“c’mon (y/n) you didn’t think someone like you could be friends with someone like me, did you he let out a sarcastic chuckle

“well I mean yeah draco I did!, I mean honestly I guess growing up with someone since they were young means nothing right?!” you were fuming, tears starting to brim your eyes but you pushed them back

“growing up?” he laughed

“yeah! seriously draco whats gotten into since we’ve arrived here? whats changed?” your heart started to hurt

“(y/n) your dad works for mine, he’s a servant, hell! he’s the closest thing to a human house elf!”

he said with a straight face, angered, but for a small second hurt crossed his face but having to keep his new character he switched back and just as fast as his face changed, he left. and so did the friendship you thought you had. walking back to the common room as fast as you could, trying to hold in the tears that were brimming your eyes.. sadly failing at the challenge you didn’t think was so hard.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

“thanks for checking up on me, this whole thing has had me a bit stressed” you finally admitted to hermione

“of course, now if you need anything, anything at all you know where to find me.. oh! and tonights password it “grapefruit”” she whispered out knowing the fat lady changes the secret word every night.

you walked back to your chair by the fire place and dove back into your books trying to figure out what potions were going to be the ones you were so secure on

“up so late?” a voice that freshly woken up, asked from behind

“yes … draco” you saw who it was after turning around “after all we do have a project to get to” you reminded him

“ yes of course we do..” “ listen go up and get some rest”

“no, nope-

“yes” he said softly while grabbing the books from you

“draco i said -

“yes but i said go, now go get some rest.. i’ll tell you the decided ones in the morning.”

you suspiciously got up, backing up and walking up the stairs

“late night? (y/n)"

“yes, guess you could say the same right blaise”

“i’ve been around a few common rooms” he winked

“i don’t know why they’re still all after you knowing they’re all being used..” you joked out

“they’re used to being used” he shrugged “ like draco said, go get some rest… and again i’m sorry, (y/n).”

blaise has always apologized for the things draco has done, knowing he’s hurt the girl whose absolutely nothing to him, he felt bad never standing up for her.

“its okay don’t worry” you assured with a sad smile, like always “good night, blaise”

“night!” he whisper-yelled while walking down to draco.

"that girl, im telling you shes the one"

"yeah you and my whole family tell me, now remember what we bet on is a bet and a bet only"

"yeah Draco.. its just a bet..."

blaise had been wanting to get you two together since you were young, he noticed how happy draco was when he was around you, you were his escape inside the manor, you were the one who could flip his mood entirely, he also knew that dracos family would never approve of you two together.

[lostdrarryfics]

I'm looking for a fic, set in grimmauld place during the horcrux hunt. draco is kinda stuck with the trio but they never tell him what they're doing, as they leave for longer periods of time. drarry bonding time ensues. during the final battle harry leaves and draco goes "come back with groceries?" or was it snacks or biscuits? i cant remember, and harry leaves not knowing if he'll return, returns from the final battle and laughs when draco asks for the groceries.

We believe you are looking for The Misadventures of Draco Malfoy, Ferret by sabershadowkat (21k, M)

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[sitp-recs]

FINALLY read heal thyself as per your recommendation (it's been in my marked for later for months yet somehow I kept forgetting?) and it's just as amazing and beautiful as everyone said, cant believe I haven't read it sooner. There's no real purpose for this ask I just feel the need to gush about it with someone who I know understands😭❤️ but her draco is perfect, his characterization, redemption arc, it's everything I never knew I needed. Reading about his struggle and determination to be good—and finally being able to celebrate the rewards of his hard work was so touching? to witness... I literally had to take breaks because of how much this fic made me feel. Going to spend the rest of the night drowning in astolats fics

Ahh anon your ask got me emo all over again, I love this fic so so much and I’m so pleased that you also felt transformed by it! Sharing this feeling of awe and mutual understanding about a fic with another reader is something really special. HT is hands down the best Draco arc I’ve read in years, which is not surprising if we consider not only Astolat’s talent but also the fact that this fic is 100% Draco-centric and for the most part of it there’s no Harry or romance to distract from his individual journey.

I love how you described his redemption path, the fact that for once he got to make a choice about his own life, then reaped the fruits of his hard work (and how brilliant is that he decides to pursue Healing out of pride and spite? So on brand 😂). I think you chose a perfect word to describe our experience “to witness…” that’s exactly how it felt, a privilege to watch him getting the nuance and character development he deserved. I appreciate that Astolat took the time to explore his arc over the span of a few years, it made his success and happy ending even more powerful and satisfying! I can’t think of a better way to spend the night than reading the rest of her catalogue, you’re in for a treat!

Lol okay you gave me an impossible mission there, I gotta say similar characterizations are very hard to find outside of Astolat’s work, her Draco is very peculiar after all. And I feel like HT is unparalleled way beyond his characterization. I’ve been in the fandom for two decades and have never read anything like it before or since. So leaving any comparison efforts aside I’ll suggest these, which have some of my favorite Draco arcs:

The Compact by astolat (E, 64k)

Hermione frowned. “The real question is why the magic of Britain would be failing now, in fact.”

A Young Radical's Guide to Love by blamebrampton (T, 66k)

Memories of the war are still fresh, which is all the excuse Decent People need to do appalling things. In this quietly waged conflict, Draco Malfoy is happy to be on the right side of things for once, and even happier to find he’s not alone.

Who we are in the shadows by quicksilvermaid (E, 100k)

What happens when you’re forced to become the very thing you despise? Ex-Auror Harry Potter, tossed out of the Ministry for something he had no control over, has been looking for a way back to his former life.

A Thousand Beautiful Things by geoviki (M, 104k)

Draco Malfoy struggles with changed fortunes, shifted alliances, an ugly war, and an unusual spell, with the help of a concerned professor, an insightful house-elf, and an unexpected Gryffindor friend.

What We Pretend We Can't See by gyzym (M, 131k)

Seven years out from the war, Harry learns the hard truth of old history: it’s never quite as far behind you as you thought.

By the Grace by lettered (T, 140k)

Harry is an Auror instructor. Malfoy wants to be an Auror.

And some short fics you might enjoy as well:

And Save Me From Bloody Men by blamebrampton (T, 10k)

Draco Malfoy once watched others fighting to stop the world falling apart. This time, he's not just watching.

Rebuilding Draco Malfoy by khasael (E, 11k)

Draco wants to do something to get his life back on track, but no-one seems to be taking him seriously – until he finds himself in an Auror training session led by Harry Potter.

The Loathly Worm by Selden (E, 12k)

When Draco Malfoy is forced to go undercover among the remaining Death Eaters in the aftermath of the war, the last person he expects to find there is Harry Potter.

Unfinished Business by cupiscent (E, 20k)

Ten years after the War ends, Harry and Draco still haven't got their act together. But maybe it's not too late.

Vortex by xanthippe74 (T, 20k)

Who would want a soulmate who was a schoolyard bully, a Death Eater, and a convicted felon? Certainly not Harry Potter. And Draco is determined to take this secret to the grave.

Slithering by astolat (E, 27k)

Draco found the nest down in the Manor’s cellars, while he was clearing them out.

[hpdmfics]

cant believe that i have had the good fortune to find not one but TWO very excellent plotty and well-written time travel drarry fics

Across the Multiverse by hsvh (110k) Thirteen years after the war, Draco Malfoy is quite happily tucked away in the Department of Mysteries as an Unspeakable. When an Auror disappears through a broken Vanishing Cabinet, it presents the perfect opportunity for Draco's research to finally graduate beyond theory. Unfortunately, Harry Potter will also be along for the ride. This has time AND space travel. A certified banger. You know when the worldbuilding makes you yearn?

Always Already by aibidil (170k) Harry and Draco, not quite friends, get sent on a mission from the Unspeakables — go to the 1980s to help in the first war against Voldemort. I'm half way through this one rn and it's been a RIDE. Honestly I'm always a bit wary starting fics longer than like 120k because it takes good writing to keep up the momentum, but I'm very glad I took a chance on this one due to good memories of aibidil's fake relationship election campaign fic.

tbh let's make that three because i can't forget my original love: If Them's The Rules by MayMarlow.

Unable to accept the aftermath of the war, Harry decides to travel back in time to become the parent Tom Riddle obviously should have had. Except that things don't go as planned and Harry finds himself part of a game with hidden rules, trying to survive while raising a boy whose understanding of family has nothing to do with love.

The tags say HP/Tom Riddle but if that author actually intended to make that relationship romantic, we haven't reached that point at all yet, 42/83 chapters and 200k words in. It's been a while since my last reread but I think Harry becomes involved with a male OC around the last few chapters, while the other parts did not have any romance at all. I've been following this fic for 8 years now and I still maintain hope of more chapters being posted. Still absolutely worth a read as an unfinished WIP.

[icksam]

hermione granger!! plus those other two. and draco malfoy?

oh! and cant forget steve harrington! the guy that’s definitely also from harry potter and not at all from a different fandom :D !

my mind is a mess of threads

[bish-plz-haha]

Chapter 8

The days passed as any other. But something had definitely changed. Perhaps that was because Malfoy had started becoming nicer towards Harry's friends. Or perhaps it was because Ron would pop by the Grimmauld place sometimes and Harry and Malfoy would be sitting in the living room together either talking or doing paperwork in silence with a glass beside them and a bottle of scotch in the middle.

"Harry, can I ask you a question?" Ron looked him seriously one Friday afternoon. Harry gulped his food down and nodded. "What's really happening with you and Malfoy?"

Harry had taken a sip of his drink at that moment which led to him slightly choking on it now. "Oh, um..." he said as he gulped in air. "Well, I'm not entirely sure. I've gotten to know him." Harry shrugged. "He's not a bad person, ya know. Just done some bad things is all." Harry gazed down at the food in front of him. He ran his fork through the food, mixing up what little there was left before pushing the plate away and leaning his arms onto the tabletop. "Just like us, Ron. We did some bad things too."

"But not like that manipulative bastard!" Ron exclaimed, causing a few eyes around them to dart their way.

"Shhh keep your voice down!" Harry hushed him, looking around at the neighbouring tables with an apologetic smile. "And we did so. Your dad's car. Norbert. Raising an "army" in the name of Dumbledore. Basically the entirety of our school years. Ron, we did a lot of shit for a lot of the right reasons. Doesn't mean all we did was inherently good." Harry muttered. "And not all Draco did was inherently bad. He was just a manipulated and misguided kid. Like us."

Ron thought this over for a quick moment before sighing in defeat and nodded. "Yeah, I guess but still. He gives me a bad vibe and I don't like it." Ron mumbled. Harry nodded.

"Yeah. Well, work on that. Right now, Draco is practically one of us. Running away from what happened - trying to just forget and start anew. Just give him a chance." Again he sighed and the conversation moved on.

"Alright, well, I'll see you Monday then?" Harry quipped, walking out of the Leaky Cauldron. Ron nodded then quickly shook his head, reminding his best friend about the rain check they had with the Weasley's. "Oh right! Your mum was sending me letters asking if I was alright. She even sent me a sweater for the "fever" I was apparently having - though I didnt know I even had one to begin with."

"Ah yeah," Ron chuckled, "classic mum. She does that whenever one of us isn't feeling like ourselves. I tried to explain to her that everyone has an 'off day' but all she said was "that's ridiculous! Cant have an off day if you're being yourself all the time." So, just kinda go along with it."

"I was planning on it. But why now?" Ron cocked his head slightly to the side. He reminded Harry of a dog confused by a command. "I-I mean, she's always kind of treated me like her own but why now baby me more than ever?" Harry questioned. Ron looked around awkwardly. "What?"

"Well, since the battle - since we found out that you had died, she's been very protective of you. All of us actually. And since Fred..." Ron explained, trailing off after talking about his late brother. It was still a sore topic for the Weasley's. Especially at first when Mrs. Weasley called George his brothers name on accident. She would break down crying wherever she was and George would have tears in his eyes as he would do what he does best - crack a joke to make her feel better along with anyone else who was overhearing.

"I understand. You dont have to say anymore mate." Harry told him. Ron nodded and shoved his hands in his pockets. He had a tendency to do that when he was feeling awkward about something.

"Anyway, yeah. Just, be sure to be at the burrow Sunday by 6. Yeah? She's making a chicken something. Wasn't really listening when Charlie was talking to me." Ron chuckled. Harry smiled at him and began walking in the opposite direction. Ron quickly apparated home with a quick snap of the air.

*

Harry walked into his house. The silence welcoming though Harry wished there was someone there to welcome him home. A house elf or a person. He really wouldn't mind either. He slipped his shoes and robes off and dropped his bag into a chair in the living room before making his way to the kitchen. He rummaged through the cooling cabinet - though he preferred to just call it a refrigerator - to find a beverage. Without success, he shut the door and made way for the stairs in the front entrance way.

"Hello, Draco." He mumbled as he circled around and climbed the first two stairs before pausing midstep. He backed up to the doorway of the living room and stared at the blonde standing in the middle of his living room. The man had soot on his shoulders and a distant look in his eye.

"Harry, I don't know what to do." He whispered, his voice shaking and his bottom lip quivering. Harry cocked his head in a confused stare. "I-I'm scared."

"Alright. Draco," Harry moved slowly towards him. As he did so, he could feel a sort of pull towards the man though he chose to ignore it in this moment. "You have to tell me what's going on." He guided them to the couch.

"My father, Harry. My father's escaped. He left a cryptic note that has something to do with me. That's all they know. And I don't know what to do." Draco was hyperventilating and had tears running down his cheeks. Harry had never witnessed him so vulnerable. "I don't ever want to see him again."

"This may be a stupid question. But, why?"

"Because if I do, I'm afraid I'll forgive him." Draco muttered through choked sobs and broken words. Harry's eyes widened at the confession. Draco - the man he had felt strong negative emotions for since they first met - was sitting vulnerable on his couch, crying his eyes out to someone he wasn't even close to.

"Another stupid question," Harry muttered as he sat beside Draco. The blonde sent him a glare but it had no malice to it. "Why'd you come to me? You could've as easily gone to Pansy. Why me of all people?"

"Honestly, " Draco sniffled, "I'm not sure. I just kind of came to the first place I could think of. And it was the Grimmauld place - your house." He answered. Harry could tell he was telling the truth. He hadn't realised how strongly he could feel the others emotion by being this close to him. Harry felt a tremor of fear and sadness trickle up his spine as he placed his hand on Draco's back and rubbed his thumb in a soothing circle between his shoulder blades. Draco then did the unexpected; he laid his head upon Harry's shoulder and sighed. "I'm so scared." He whispered into the quiet.

"I know. I know. You can stay here as long as you need. He won't look for you here." Harry assured him. Draco tiredly nodded and closed his eyes. His breathing became even within minutes and Harry realised just how worn out the recent events had made the blonde. He gently moved out from under the man a while later, placing him onto the couch and laying a blanket over him. Harry softly smiled at the sight. Draco looked like a little kid - innocent and sweet - as he laid asleep on Harry's couch. Harry stood looking at him for a second longer before returning to his original goal - a hot refreshing shower to wash away the dirt and grime from a hard days work.

Turning on the shower connected to his bedroom, Harry stepped in and let the water relax his muscles. He hung his head to allow more of an access to his neck. He'd been tense all week long for no reason and the hot water always helped - at least until the next day. Harry washed his hair and body before stepping out and wrapping a towel around his waist and entering his room. There, on the end of his bed, sat Draco.

Draco turned to face him at the sound of movement behind him. "It's weird being back here. Haven't set foot in this house since I was a child." Harry hummed as he made his way to the dresser, Draco's eyes on him the entire time. He grabbed out a pair of boxers and slipped them on beneath the towel. Then a shirt and finally some light grey sweatpants. He draped the towel over the bathroom door and sat beside Draco.

"I'd probably feel awkward about returning to a childhood home as well. I honestly do even just thinking about it." Harry confessed. Draco sent him a confused glance. "Well," Harry began, "my aunt and uncle raised me. Never told me anything. Not about how my parents were magic and died. They told me they died in a car crash. Nor did they tell me that I was "famous." Nothing. I learned it all when Hagrid showed up the day before my eleventh birthday. He was furious. It was quite funny to see them cower in the corner away from him. They were scared of magic. Still are." Harry told him.

"Wow. I never knew."

"I didn't really advertise it so that's okay." Harry told him. Draco shook his head.

"Still, I wish I had known. That's just awful." Draco sighed.

Harry chuckled. "Nah. If you think that's bad, get this: I lived in a closet until I turned eleven when I found out that I was a wizard." Harry told him. "Then got my own bedroom but I was locked in there when they decided that I did something wrong."

Draco did something between gasp and a sigh. "That's pretty fucked up. But not as much as my father leaving me to deal with the Ministry of Magic officials that raided the manor. Almost got charged with possession of dark arts objects at the age of 13." Draco had a smug look crossing his face as he crossed his arms in a 'beat that' sort of way.

"Alright. My aunt and uncle hated magic so much, they told me my parents died in a car crash and never divulged any information to me about who I was or what I was until Hagrid showed up." Harry said.

"My father locked me in the dungeon once when I showed concern for a muggleborn. She had been attacked down a back alley in Diagon. I asked if she was okay - I had seen the article over my father's shoulder in the Daily Prophet. He was so pissed off that he made me sleep there for two nights."

"God. Hm, alright. Here's a story: when my aunt and uncle locked me in my room, I got what they called three meals a day through a dog flap my uncle installed in the door - along with bars on the windows so I couldn't escape. It was just a little bit of soup. I drank the broth and gave the sunstance to Hedwig." Harry continued. "I also had one of your house elfs - well, ex-house elf - almost get me expelled from Hogwarts. Not to mention he kept all of the letters my friends sent me and wouldnt let me see them." Harry paused, remembering when he first met Dobby. How kind the little elf was. "He said it was to protect me - so I wouldnt go back to Hogwarts. I didnt listen of course. And Ron and Hermione thought I was mad at them."

"Oh, god. Alright I concede. You win." Draco held his hands up in defeat. "Speaking of, how is Kreacher and Dobby?" Harry froze in place at the names. "What?" Draco questioned as he noticed the lack of movement from him.

"Oh. You dont know." Harry trailed off. Draco tensed beside Harry, eyes looking forward towards the wall. "When Bellatrix threw that dagger, it hit Dobby. He died in my arms. And Kreacher died shortly after the war." Draco sat silent for a second, playing with his hands in his lap.

"Oh..." He muttered, getting up from his seat. Harry watched him carefully, watching his actions for any signs of aggressive behaviour. When he showed none, Harry rose and walked over to place his hand on the blondes back in a comforting manner. "I.. I wish I had known. Dobby was usually with my father but he would sometimes help my mother take care of me when I was sick as a child." Draco said. "And Kreacher would welcome us at the front door when we would come visit my grandmother. I was wondering why it was quiet in here actually."

"I'm sorry Draco. I would have told you but things were kind of tense after the war and stuff. Especially with us. Even in eighth year at Hogwarts."

"Yeah." Draco sighed. "Um, could we please stray from this topic now. I'm emotionally drained and this conversation isnt helping." Harry nodded and suggested he show Draco to the guest room. "Ah, this used to be my mothers room. We came to stay here a lot with the Black side of the family when my father had other business that he didn't want us in the house for." Draco rambled. Harry sent him a warm smile and turned to leave. "Harry?" Harry hummed, turning back to look at Draco. "Thank you. You've been a good..." he paused. "I want to say you've been a good friend." Harry smiled at him.

"This is what friends are for." Harry told him. He left the room, closing the door behind him as he did so and walked back to his room. Harry dressed himself in his pyjamas, sat on his bed, and looked around the room. He wondered why Draco didn't say anything about it being Sirius's room. But then realised, just as he, that Draco didnt know much about Sirius Black. He was considered a traitor to his family then locked in prison for most of their lives for a crime he was framed for by one of his best friends. A terrible life that Harry's godfather lived but Harry was glad to have known him - even if it was a short period of time.

[apparentlytheproblem]

dating draco headcannons pleasee

𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙛𝙤𝙮

fandom- Harry Potter

pairing(s)- draco malfoy

a/n: favourite blondie and tysm for requesting, p.s requests are open luv you, teddy

currently playing- forever favourite by t i y a

warnings- none i think-, suggestive thoughts at mos, i believe its gender neutral but there are mentions of the hips and waist? do what you will with that information

he's such a dashing boy i swear to merlin-

okay so starting of i know how he comes of as a idgaf and i don't show love to anyone but my mummy when i get tucked into bed

BUT if you tell me that he is not an absolute simp for you then i will come and find you cause baby you deserve the simp, even if it slightly resembles a ferret

but everyone knew before u oml. Blaze be tellin everyone but you. its giving "i know something you don't knoww"

bestie is smitten with you but he's so confident about it, like he knows you're into assholes who are simps for u

you get lots of advances, don't lie. Draco is usually very confident about you cause he knows he is the one. he is it

but obviously Malfoy has a jealous streak and i am here for it.

i think of him as to be morally gray, you always had a thing for those (remember kids this is only for fictional characters)

he loves you and he's gonna make it everyone's problem

attention whore Draco Malfoy all the way mfs. he just has to bask in your attention, its a need not a want

HIS WINKS. they are so adorable and it just opens up a zoo

his hands everywhere. thighs, waist, hips. everywhere.

just very touchy

okaokau his way of flirting will be so top notch, he'll will be the most massive flirt but i can see him also flirting w insults in the initial phase.

like a third year malfoy trying so hard to get you attention but not confident enough to fully just flirt

but most of the time people cant tell if you're flirting or arguing

yk he's always looking at you (when will it be my turn)

his go to would be the origamis and you would keep them cause they smell like his cologne

next comes the vibe, this man has the big dick energy oh my god. he gives the old rich boy vibes and you live to see him suits heheh

he literally could get you anything u want so miss you're pampered

fussy blond who needs you to keep him in check is the only way to describe it

quidditch matches. he looks so fine in them god help me

he may be a seeker but he's your golden snitch (get it, cause he's blonde, I'm funny okay)

steel those jerseys, its gonna be your last name anyway

he's so good u wish u could ride him like dat

would do you to your favourite song

*added to the friend group*

forget boyfriend material, he's husband material

[givemetheusernamethatiwant]

The real tragedy is that we didnt get to see "Weasley is our King" on screen

[joonkorre]

as a draco stan I don't like it when ppl write about him doing shit like fostering cats or farming or helping a kid out after the war and folks are like omg draco you've changed you're a better man now like lmao HOW

[draco-spencers-paramour]

There’s no me without you (8)

draco malfoy x fem!reader

summary: the aftermath

warnings: angst angst angst, fluff (with friends), draco being a huge twat, cheating

Next chapter

Hiding in the room of requirement and the Gryffindor/Ravenclaw common room probably wasnt the best way to deal with Draco and Astoria.

It was awkward whenever Blaise came over to you and Luna; you felt tired when you had to keep excusing yourself every time a Slytherin was within close proximity. You’d only ever go back to your dorm in the early hours of the morning when it was empty. Plus, you didn’t get much sleep anyway so it wasn’t a big deal.

Luna would run all the errands for you that involved going into your common room during the day. Of course, you felt bad but she didn’t mind at all as it gave her an excuse to see, Blaise. Despite the situation between you and Draco , you were still so happy for her and Blaise. However she’d never bring up her relationship with him even if you asked about it. She was worried it may be a touchy subject, her boyfriend being Draco Malfoy’s best friend even if you insisted.

The only time you felt at truly at peace though, was with George Weasley. He knocked on your door the moment he realised that you had not come down for breakfast the night after you and Draco broke things off. He had been your safe haven ever since. He constantly consoled you, he made sure to be your partner in every class, sat with you at meal times and everything in between. You couldn’t be more thankful for George if you tried.

You had barely seen Draco around, which honestly, was bittersweet. It was easy to feel numb and hate him but so difficult still harbour the deep love that you had buried within you. It had only been two weeks since that night he broke up with you.

Currently, you were lying on george, in the courtyard, under the tree. Today was the first day you had seen draco, luckily it was from afar but you hurt badly nevertheless. You tried not to yearn for him seeing him and Astoria’s hands linked on the bench. You nuzzled back into george before you caught Draco’s gaze, trying to forget about him and instead trying to focus on the redhead’s cinnamon scent.

“Draco you cant carry on like this forever. She’s clearly trying to move on with George.” Astoria insisted but Draco ignored her and carried on frowning at you draped over the Weasley boy, snuggling into him. “Draco!” Astoria squeezed his hand, getting his attention “For gods sake Tori what?” he scowled pulling his hand from hers, making sigh in annoyance “This is ridiculous. I thought you wanted to be with me. Everyone said that you told Y/N you loved me and We’re finally together now. But all you’re doing is looking at her.” He shook his head at her “Look, I do like you Tori but I’m not in love with you. To be honest, i love you in the way that….you’re like a cousin to me. Also, I’m still pissed at you for what you did, you basically ruined Y/N and I. Don’t think i’ve suddenly forgotten just because I finally did what our parents asked.”

Astoria looked at him bewildered “I’m like a fucking cousin to you? are you serious?” Draco rolled his eyes “That’s what you took away from this conversation? Not the fact that you hurt me?” She looked towards him with a hurt expression “Can I not even make you fall in love with me?” His eyes flicked between your resting frame and Astoria before standing up “You’re clearly not listening to anything i’ve said and i’ve had enough of this I can’t bare to look at it any longer. And for your information you cant make someone fall in love with you, Astoria, it just happens.”

She grabbed his hands “Wait, Draco please. I’ve always fancied you even when we were kids. I always made sure that you won all the games we played and I even stood up for you when Daphne used to tease you, I helped you with all your work and always tried to be there for you when your father was being cruel. I did anything I could to make you like me. Could you maybe just try to see me in a different light? I know how much you loved Y/n but maybe moving on with me might make you realise that I’m right for you.”

Draco could tell she was desperately harbouring a crush on him and it cringed him out he felt slightly bad for not liking her considering he agreed to marry her but it would never fill the void that you left. However, Astoria was aware of her own intentions and wanted you out of the frame entirely. She thought Draco was so very attractive but loved him for all the wrong reasons being nothing more than his looks, money and status and maybe he could give her some good looking children and an “auror husband who is a Malfoy” to gloat about at every social function. And that was all.

What she really hoped was that you would start dating George and if not she’d try to find something a little more permanent to make you go away. Nothing drastic but hopefully it wouldn’t come to that. “I’m sorry but I just don’t feel that way for you.” Astoria rolled her eyes “Well your opinion better change soon or this is gonna be one unhappy marriage Draco.” he shrugged feeling extremely irritated “Shutup Astoria.” he said bluntly taking one more sullen look towards you and George before stalking off on the opposite direction.

“He’s gone now love.” George stroked the back of your head “For God sake i’m so tired of this. I’m literally having to stay alert 24/7 just so I don’t run into them. It’s exhausting.” your mumbled. “Y/N i really don’t see why you have to be the one to tiptoe around them when it was Draco who hurt you. Not the other way around.” George furrowed his brows. “You’re right.” you sighed.

He chuckled lightly tapping your back as a signal to get up. “Let’s get to class.” he said helping you up. You groaned in annoyance “Really? but people will be there and I don’t like people.” he took your hand in his “I know you don’t but you have me and i’ll make sure you don’t have to be around anyone.” you squeezed his hand as he dragged you along “Has anyone told you that you’re my favourite Weasley twin?”

He raised his brows “Don’t let Fred hear that.” both chuckling as you walked into the classroom many prying eyes went straight to yours and george’s linked hands. You sat in your chairs, where Draco usually sat next to you. I guess things change you thought to yourself. Or they don’t as when Draco entered the room your heart clenched. Which lasted for about 10 seconds when he stood behind George. “I believe you’re in my seat, Weasley.”

George laughed refusing to give him the time of day “Yeah? Well go find another Malfoy, Y/N asked me to sit with her from now on.” Draco flicked his gaze towards you feeling immediately hurt “I’d like to speak with her.” The gryffindor boy shook his head “I think you’ve done enough.” Draco blinked seemingly unaffected “Do you talk for her now? is that it? What suddenly makes you so high and mighty Weasley?” George stayed calm “Nothing Malfoy. Y/N just wishes not to be bothered by anyone today so I’m making sure I keep that promise for her. Something you don’t seem to be familiar with.”

Your eyes had been going back and forth between George and Draco scared of what might occur in the next 30 seconds if you did not get involved but your mouth wouldn’t let you speak. The blonde sneered “You know nothing.” George chuckled “All I know is that you’ve done Y/N a huge favour. And maybe that’s because now she’s come to the life-altering revelation that she is too good for you.” Draco had no response and just looked at you with the same expression as yours..sadness.

You shook your head, not wanting to utter a word to the boy even but knowing that he was never going to leave you alone if you didn’t say something. “Just fuck off Malfoy.” you muttered, looking around the classroom to see everyone watching what just happened before huffing turning back to your table and leaving draco and everyone else in disbelief. “I’m really sorry if I said anything out of turn.” George whispered. “It’s okay. Thank you for sticking up for me.”

The rest of the class went painfully slow as you fiddled with your rings trying to recover from the last few weeks but also trying to devise a way to smoothly integrate back into a social life without anyone asking questions about you and Draco. No chance.

To your delight the bell rang and you pulled George out of the class not without bumping into Blaise and Luna, which you didn’t mind at all. “Hey guys.” Luna said cheerily. Blaise gave George a small smile making you feel more at ease “It’s been a while Y/n. I miss your jokes im our section table.” blaise admitted. “I know. Me too rather enjoyed taking the piss out of flint. At least we see each other on the field.” you shifted awkwardly

“True. So, speaking of, how are you feeling about the final game in 2 weeks? Hope you’re feeling better from being ill, You gonna lead us now to victory or what?” Blaise nudged yor shoulder and luna giggled “Y/N you’re amazing at quidditch everyone says it.” you beamed at their comments “Thank you! I am better so i’ll be back this week but let’s wait and see. As for the game, we have a lot of practice ahead so if we stick to tactics then i think we have a good shot.” George put his hand on the small of your back to indicate his pride at your humility as the four of you walked into the hall. You hadn’t been attending practice for draco-related reasons which you lied and told madame hooch you were ill you’d have to go back this week with the final so near.

“Guess i’ll see you guys later.” You waved them off following George to the Gryffindor table where harry ron and hermione were sat. The trip greeted you politely as you took your seat between George and Ginny. It was a little awkward and you couldn’t blame them, the whole school are under the impression that you dated Draco for real, so people were obviously sceptical and suspicious of you. It didn’t make things any better when almost the entire Slytherin table was looking at you “fraternising with the enemy” whilst you made conversation with the chosen one, Harry.

“How are you holding up?” he said taking a sip from his drink. “Do you actually care Harry? You fucking hate Malfoy.” you put your head in your hand and he gave a small chuckle “True i’m not fond of him which is why I’m asking if you’re okay. Apparently he was quite the asshole.” this made you laugh in return for the first time in a while “Definitely…but i’ll be okay. I’m feeling slightly better these days.” you gave george a small nudge to emphasise him being the cause to which he grinned.

“That’s great. I can hex him if you want, you know, seek revenge and whatnot.” Harry shrugged, looking over at Slytherin table towards Draco and Astoria before smirking at them and shaking his head. You found his gesture strange, like he was plotting something in his head, but you brushed it off. “I appreciate the offer Harry, but I don’t want to draw anymore attention to the situation, I just want it to be over now.” he nodded “Sure, of course.”

The rest of the day went by smoothly and you repeated usual protocol of heading to the gryffindor common room after the school day and watching a film with George in his dorm before heading back to your own. It was the late hour of 1am and everyone would be in their dorms at this time. You entered and began to head up to your room before your wrist was grabbed making you yelp. A hand covered your mouth as you were pinned against a wall and you recognised the smell immediately.

Apples, mint, cologne…Draco. “Don’t scream.” he whispered. You ripped his hand off your mouth “What the fuck do you want, dickhead?” he sighed “To talk.” you scoffed “we have nothing at all to talk about, you ended things with me. You have no right to talk to me let alone breathe the same air as me.” draco looked at you intently as his blue orbs dazzled in moonlight reflecting ofd the window which caused your heart to race and your thighs to clench, you hated the effect he had on you and you hated him.

“So, uh what’s up with you and Weaselbee. thought you had higher standards?” he stood, hands in his pockets. You grimaced at him “That’s why you wanted to talk? to get the down-low on who i’m hanging out with now? None of your business is what’s up. Anyway, he’s far better than the likes of you.” he raised his eyebrows “is that so?” his piercing gaze entranced you as you barely noticed Dracos hand slipped around your waist.

“Y/N..” he trailed off stepping closer to you inching towards your face. You realised what was happening and with both hands you shoved him as vigorously as possible “what the fuck Draco? what’s actually wrong with you? You have a fiancée and ruined my life in the process. What now possesses you to cheat on Astoria with the girl you broke up with, for her just because you suddenly feel like it? That’s seriously fucked up. We were never even going out and you’re trying to fuck with me even now? Get help” you looked at him in disgust. Who even was he now?

And as if you had never said a word he came out with “Do you still love me?” tears brimmed in your eyes and your anger suddenly got the better of you and manifested itself into slapping draco straight across the face making him stumble back in pain “Burn in hell.” you sobbed at him before escaping out of the common room now wandering the halls aimlessly, helpless, confused and sad.

You the had the brilliant idea of going to the astronomy tower. You’d slept up there before…..with draco when you were star gazing one time. Shaking off that thought, your legs began to carry you there. Creeping up the stairs you heard a voice…and then another. You sighed hearing the moans of two students, for god sake, you thought as you began to creep back down the stairs leaving them alone to finish shagging. But you stopped in your tracks when you heard “Astoria…yes.” being gasped from an unknown person.

Draco was already in the common room…so? You felt sort of creepy but you tiptoed back up the stairs to see who the mystery man was. And what you found instead was probably the biggest revelation yet. Astoria Greengrass fucking the one and only Harry Potter. It made sense now why he was smirking at the slytherin table today… it was at her. Looks like he got revenge for the both of you after all. With a satisfied smirk you disappeared back to your dorm.

You wouldn’t let anyone find out just yet. But you couldn’t wait to the look on Draco’s face when he’s find out that Astoria had been cheating on him with the person he hates most in the world. The Chosen one. Harry Potter.

ITS FINALLY HERE i apologise so much for how long this chapter took me fucking 3 months but major fucking plot twist i kinda love it ahahahah

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[prttydolls]

all you are hurting is, yourself. ˖*°࿐ᵕ̈ Draco Lucius Malfoy.

ˋ°•*⁀➷ anon request :: OR OR, a dark!angst where draco loses himself in grief over readers death? entirely up to you, i’ve too many thoughts fksbkdns. i love your writing! don’t forget to take breaks and look after yourself?

ˋ°•*⁀➷ warning(s) :: death, drinking, ghosts, force relationships

ˋ°•*⁀➷ authors note :: thank u sm for requesting!! also awwwww im so touched bye 😭💕 tyyysm! (edit, this is my former apology for the kriss smut.)

draco couldn't believe it, you were gone. he lost you, just because some stupid death eater wanted to kill him.

and you, sacrificed yourself for someone whos arrogant, ungrateful, rude brat.

he truly didn't deserve an angel like you to take your life for him, him to live again.

all he only got from you was a faint... “i love you drac, take care.” before your eyes closed as you dozed off to your death. he saw your soul jump out of your body, and slowly evaporated into the air. gone.

you were gone.

just like that.

˖*°࿐ᵕ̈

that was years ago, you might atleast expect draco to move on.

but how can he when he lost the most perfect thing in the world? he knew he couldn't just leave you that. he felt like he was cheating on you, even tho you already passed.

his parents tried to set him up with other girls.

girls who were rich.

girls who were pureblooded.

girls who were fake.

it made him feel disgusted at his parents, all they cared was the heir.

"draco, you are the only son of ours we need you to carry the malfoy name.”

“draco, move on.”

" draco-”

draco this, draco fucking that. CANT THEY SHUT UP?!

all they cared, was that since his birth.

carry the malfoy name.

thats what he didn't wanna do, carry his fucking family name. what draco didn't know, you saw everything that happened to draco.

you extremely felt sorry for the love of your life, but alast u cant do anything because you were dead.

all you could do was watch him from afar, as a ghost.

˖*°࿐ᵕ̈

you had enough of draco's actions, although you were dead you needed to put some sense into him.

he had been drinking alot, and 99% of the time he wasn't sober.

this isn't the draco you knew since the 1st year.

draco was throwing another shot of fire whiskey down his throat, the taste burning his throat, it hurts but it feels so good.

“draco.” you said, slowly appearing him in the bathroom.

draco didn't listen to the voice, he thought he was hallucinating. “perhaps you didn't hear me, Draco.” you called out once more.

your voice was... wasn't the same as it was before. it sounded so ghostly.

“y/n..?” he turned around to see a ghost wearing a night gown, a torn one to be exact.

the same excact one you wore in your funeral.

a beautiful, floral night gown with beautiful blossoms embroidered at the bottom.

your hair looked damaged, but you still looked beautiful.

just as beautiful as he met you at the train, all those years ago.

“draco, listen to me i dont have much time. i want you, to move on please. my heart cant see you like this, all depressing and sad. i want you to find someone to make you happy again, someone who you could hold during lonely nights. someone who you could call, your soulmate. i, am dead now draco i cant be alive anymore. you seriously need to move on, you aren't hurting your parents, or anyone.

all you are hurting is, yourself.”

draco was stunned, this really was you. he wasn't even hallucinating...

“i love you draco, truly. you were my first everything. but it pains me to say this, i cant be with you anymore. for all i am now, is a ghost.” you said, as ghastly tears flooded your cheeks as you held dracos arm.

he felt your touch for the first time in years, it wasnt the same as before. it wasnt warm, and fuzzy the type of fuzzy that would make his heart rate.

it now just feels, cold and bone chilling.

"so, please just for me. move on?”

“yes, ill move on. for you, darling.”

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[maooolly]

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does anyone have drarry 8th year fic recs? in need of like 500 of them

[drarrily-we-row-along]

Day 82: Rum and Episkey

"Ouch," Harry gasped. "Ouch, ouch, ouch! Draco fucking stop!"

Draco ignored him (and the way Harry's pain made his gut twist uncomfortably) "I know," he said, glancing up at his auror partner from the large gash on his thigh. "I know it hurts," he repeated.

"Just cast a bloody episkey," Harry hissed at him as Draco tied off the fabric around his thigh.

Draco rolled his eyes, "I can't. You know I can't," he added. "We're in a warehouse that is full of things that are highly sensitive to magic. We can't use magic, hence the knife wound in the first place."

"Then let's get out of here," Harry said.

"We cant." he repeated. "Harry, pain is making you stupid." Then he amended, "Well even more stupid than usual."

"Oh good, let's add insult to injury," Harry grumbled.

Draco rolled his eyes, "You're fine. Or at least you will be."

"It's just a flesh wound," Harry grumbled in that particular tone that indicated that he was quoting something from muggle culture that Draco wouldn't understand. Harry sighed, "Still bloody hurts."

He looked around them, eyes lighting on the cases until he found one that would serve his purpose. Pulling it down off the shelf he opened the case and pulled out a bottle of rum. "Here," he said.

"What am I supposed to do with this?"

Draco rolled his eyes, "what do you normally do with rum? You should drink it, you nitwit."

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Harry grumbled under his breath but opened the bottle and swallowed some down. "Errg," he groaned with a shudder, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand.

"It can't be that bad," he laughed.

Harry held it out, "you try it, then."

He shook his head, "one of us needs to stay sober for when the next group comes through. We need to capture a member of the ring so we can take them down."

With a grimace he took another sip but he winced a little less afterward. "I suppose there isn't much to do except wait."

"Just relax," Draco said, giving in to the impulse to brush one of Harry's wayward curls back off his face.

His eyes drifted shut at the touch and for just a moment, Draco let himself imagine that the other man might feel the same.

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No one showed up for a few more hours, during which time Harry drank and Draco watched him, changing out the bandage once when he started bleeding through it. The more he drank the chattier he got and Draco found himself laughing with Harry as he told ridiculous stories about his godchildren, about trouble he'd gotten up to before he and Draco were partners, and everything else under the sun.

Somehow, Harry had collapsed over so his head was in Draco's lap and coaxed Draco's fingers into his curls while they waited.

"Draco?" he slurred.

"Yes?"

Harry rolled a bit so he was looking up at him, blinking up at him like he was the sun. "You," he started with a sigh, "You are really something."

He laughed, "What does that mean?"

"Just," he huffed, scrunching up his nose, "you-" he started before there was a crash a short way away and Draco was jumping to his feet, Harry narrowly catching himself in time to avoid cracking his head on the concrete floor.

"Hold that thought," Draco murmured, slipping away from Harry and making his way toward the sounds, hoping that there was only one of them.

He held the potion vial in his hands preparing to open the cork and knock out the person they were there to capture. Just as he was getting ready to do so, a set of arms grabbed him from behind, attempting to choke him.

Draco started to struggle, but there was a loud thunk and the grip around his neck slackened as the man fell to the floor.

"Open the vial," Harry shouted as the second man barreled toward him.

He pulled the cork and the man dropped like a stone.

Harry sank to the floor, taking the weight off his leg, "Do you have the portkey?" he asked.

Draco nodded, "Grab that one and I'll hold onto this one."

Harry grasped the man's arm and then reached out to hold the metal platter they'd been given, Draco did the same and then initiated the portkey.

He dropped the man on the floor as soon as they landed and pulled his wand, "Episkey," he breathed, healing Harry's wound.

"Thanks," Harry said, grinning at him.

"What were you going to say?" he asked, searching Harry's eyes.

"Potter, Malfoy!" Robbards called, distracting them once more, "Good work. Report," he said and Draco cast a quick sobriety charm at Harry.

He supposed that the rest of the talk would just have to wait. Again.

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As they made their way out, after interrogations and reports, Harry slowed down at the door.

"Did you forget something?" Draco asked.

The corner of his mouth tipped up, "My bravery, mostly."

"What?"

Harry looked down, watching as his toe scuffed across the pavement, "It seems like I can always be brave except when it comes to you."

"Why would you need to be brave when it comes to me?" he asked, heart thudding against his rib cage.

"Because you are," he shook his head, "Godric Draco, you're everything. You're brilliant, and gorgeous, and funny, and you've got a heart the size of Hogwarts. I feel like you're the sun and I'm just this little planet being dragged in your wake."

"I'm the sun?" Draco spluttered. "Harry you suck up all the air in every room! I can't take my eyes off of you-"

Harry leaned forward and pressed his lips to Draco's, right there on the sidewalk outside of the Ministry, like he wasn't even remotely ashamed of being seen with Draco.

"Sorry," Harry murmured when he pulled back, "I just couldn't resist."

Draco grabbed him by the lapels and pulled him in once more, kissing him again until someone pointedly cleared their throat on the way out of the door.

They snapped away from each other to see Ron standing there with his hands on his hips. "Really?" he asked.

Both Harry and Draco opened their mouths to reply but Ron continued over them.

"You couldn't have done it on a case?" he asked. "That's what I had down in the poll. I think Seamus is gonna win now," he complained. "This just doesn't seem like the most romantic or appropriate place for it-"

Harry laughed and clapped Ron on the shoulder. "Sorry. If you'd told me maybe we could have helped you."

Ron shook his head, "Well, congratulations anyway." He grinned at the two of them, "Took you long enough. Let me take you out for a celebratory pint," he offered.

Shaking his head, Harry replied, "I don't think so." He slipped his fingers through Draco's, "I think we're going to be a bit busy."

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