#dad draco malfoy

[ivmaruva]

“Measure Of A Man” 🌿 by Inadaze22

I just finished my 3rd reread and I drew this while I listened to it. Lovely fic, I learned so many things, and each time I reread it I notice more little details and learn new things. 10/10 recommend.

[rinamorten]

1994 Slytherin common room.

"Hey, Salazar, Draco!"

“Sit still, Pansy."

Pansy chuckles, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Sit still while you pull out all my hair?" she grumbles, making Theo laugh. A small smile appears on Draco's lips.

"I'm trying to be careful."

"Mmm."

"Next time will be better."

“It’s like I’m going to let you braid my hair again.”

1999 lake near Hogwarts .

"Hey, Draco!"

"Sh, Granger, it's not my fault you have a nest here and not hair. I almost can't make them out in strands."

"Merlin, spare my hair."

"Stop talking, I'm practicing."

"For what?"

"For the future!"

2010 nursery in the Malfoy house.

"Oh, dad, it hurts!"

Draco freezes. And then, after a while, he continues to braid the spikelet, barely touching the hair and pulling it together. The pigtail looks careless and almost falls apart because Draco is afraid of hurting his daughter once more.

"You never learned how to braid, Draco," Hermione says with a chuckle as she approaches Draco. She sits next to him on the bed and puts her head on his shoulder, looking at her daughter's head.

“You and Pansy were just terribly impatient and didn't let me study properly."

“Daddy, if you want, you can study on me, but don't hurt. Oki?"

[amomorii]

Recharging 🔋

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Their cat is called Treacle and both he and Harry make it their life's mission to drag Draco away from doing the taxes

[tageerdo]

[taylersketches]

The Malfoy men hard at work 🫡...😴

[daddiesdrarryy]

James: Excuse me, hello! Have you seen Harry? Dark hair, green eyes, smile that would shake the earth, hates pea?

5 year old Draco: A bald white man broke in today

James: WHAT? A WHITE MAN? NO! WHAT DID THE AURORS DO ABOUT IT?

5 year old Draco: Nothing!

James: TYPICAL!

[miriammctroi]

When Regulus catches Harry and Draco making out at a family function, he gives his stepson a long, long look. He takes a breath, sighs deeply.

"Harry, have you ever even tried not to be a carbon-copy of your father?"

[zlarirosa]

wet dreams about your rival putting you in place? more likely than you think...

[basiatlu]

Harry Potter and the Great Rescue of Sir Duckie von Quackington

[multi-fandom-imagine]

Scorpius Malfoy and The Great Hufflepuff March

A/n: This was sitting in my drafts/ I am sick and it's all I got right now.

It had been a relatively calm morning in the Malfoy Manor.

That was, of course, until Scorpius Malfoy came marching proudly down the grand staircase—

Wearing his mother’s old Hufflepuff scarf like it was his greatest treasure.

Draco, sitting in the drawing room with a cup of tea, froze mid-sip.

You, who had been sorting through old Hogwarts memorabilia, looked up just in time to see your son parading proudly across the room, his tiny arms swinging and his little chest puffed out with importance.

“I am a HUFFLEPUFF!” Scorpius announced, his voice echoing dramatically through the manor.

Draco groaned, setting his tea down. “Oh, Merlin.”

Laughing softly, you propped your chin in your hand. “Where did you find that, love?”

Scorpius grinned, clutching the well-worn, yellow-and-black scarf like it was a royal cloak.

“In the old trunk!” he chirped. “And now it’s mine!”

Draco narrowed his eyes. “It is not yours.”

Scorpius gasps,actual betrayal...from his own father.

“MUMMY?” he turned to you, scandalized. “Is it mine?”

You having to fight back a smile tucked a strand of his hair behind his ear. "Of course sweetheart."

Scorpius cheered, immediately resuming his grand march around the drawing room.

“I AM A HUFFLEPUFF!” he declared again.

Draco sighed heavily, rubbing his temples. “For Salazar’s sake, you’re four. You don’t even have a Hogwarts letter yet.”

Scorpius ignored him entirely because, clearly, his father’s opinion was irrelevant in the presence of such Hufflepuff greatness.

Instead, he climbed onto the sofa beside you and snuggled into your side, still proudly wrapped in the scarf.

“Mummy,” he whispered, all soft and full of wonder, “do you think I’ll be a really good Hufflepuff like you?”

You melted instantly.

Pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead, you then smoothed out his soft blond curls. “Oh, sweetheart, I think you’d be the best Hufflepuff ever.”

Scorpius beamed, glowing with pride.

Draco, watching this entire display of betrayal, groaned and dramatically flopped onto the couch.

“I cannot believe this,” he muttered. “I married a Hufflepuff, and now I’m raising a tiny Hufflepuff, too.”

Scorpius popped up, giggling wildly. “I LOVE YOU, PAPA!”

Draco sighed deeply, reaching over to pull his son into a reluctant hug. “Yeah, yeah,” he muttered, pressing a quick, secretive kiss to Scorpius’s temple. “Love you too, little badger.”

And Scorpius?

Scorpius just grinned, proudly wrapped in his mother’s old scarf, absolutely certain that he was the greatest future Hufflepuff to ever exist.

Another day, another time because of course the Malfoy Manor was never meant to be quiet when Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy was around.

Especially not today.

Because today, Scorpius had decided that he was leading a parade.

A Hogwarts Parade, to be specific.

And his uniform?

•His mother’s old Hufflepuff scarf, wrapped around his tiny shoulders like a royal cloak. (Now officially his, according to you.)

•His father’s old Slytherin scarf, which he had stolen from Draco’s study and was now flailing wildly in the air like a victory flag.

And so, off he went, marching proudly down the grand halls of Malfoy Manor, his tiny feet stomping with purpose.

“I AM A HUFFLEPUFF!” he declared.

“AND ALSO A LITTLE BIT OF A SLYTHERIN!” (flails the scarf dramatically)

“I AM VERY POWERFUL!!”

Draco, who had just entered the hallway, took one look at his son’s chaotic display and groaned.

“For Merlin’s sake,” he muttered, rubbing his temples.

You, leaning against the doorway, were absolutely beaming. “He’s very powerful, Draco,” you teased.

Scorpius paused his parade, spinning on his heel to face his father.

“PAPA,” he said, waving the Slytherin scarf wildly, “I AM A HUFFLERIN!”

Draco blinked. “A what?”

Scorpius threw his arms out. “A HUFFLERIN!” (flails both scarves aggressively) “LIKE YOU AND MUMMY TOGETHER!!”

You giggled, crossing your arms. “Well, that does make sense, love.”

Draco just stared, running a hand through his definitely-not-a-Hufflepuff hair. “That is not a thing.”

Scorpius gasped, utterly offended.

“It IS a thing, Papa!” He stomped his tiny foot, silver eyes wide with childlike righteousness. “It means I am brave AND smart AND loyal AND sneaky!”

You nodded, fully supportive. “That’s very true, sweetheart.”

Scorpius beamed at his mother before turning back to Draco, throwing the Slytherin scarf over his shoulder in a move that was so dramatically Malfoy, it nearly brought a tear to Draco’s eye.

“DO YOU ACCEPT ME, PAPA?!” Scorpius demanded, throwing his arms wide.

Draco sighed, dragging a hand down his face. “Oh, for—”

Then—

Scorpius’s little lip wobbled.

Draco panicked immediately.

“FINE,” he groaned, kneeling down in front of his tiny menace of a son. “Yes, Scorpius. You are a very powerful Huffle—whatever.”

Scorpius cheered, throwing both scarves in the air before leaping onto Draco’s chest in a full-body hug.

“I LOVE YOU, PAPA!”

Draco groaned dramatically, but his arms tightened around his son anyway. “Yeah, yeah,” he muttered, pressing a secret kiss to his blond curls. “I love you too, little menace.”

You, watching the entire scene unfold, giggled before whispering under your breath—

“Hufflerin for life.”

And Scorpius?

Scorpius grinned proudly, knowing that he had officially won the battle for house unity in Malfoy Manor.

[handledwithgloves]

Just so you know, and you've probably heard of this a thousand times:

I Love Your Artstyle!

If I wasn't so shy, I'd love to be your friend, your interests are just *Chef's Kiss*

I'm so glad I found your blog! I'm absolutely gonna visit your Ao3 ❤️

dont be shy!! this could be us:

i love getting asks! if you want to stay anon feel free to keep them coming! i dont mind 🫶

[ivmaruva]

Art from my latest tiktok. ❤️‍🩹

You can watch it HERE

Little Scorpius realises people are very unfriendly to his dad and he’s confused. 🥺

[amomorii]

Harry's been dressing Draco up in Muggle clothes again 😬

ft. Treacle! their ever adorable rescue kitten, who Draco also pretends (badly) not to love

This was a commission for @mossybunnytail, thank you so much!!!

[lilbeanz]

Good morning ☀️☕️🍳

I woke up craving some older domestic drarry with dadbod!Harry and appreciative!Draco 😏

[taylersketches]

DILF/ Auror Draco showing Scorpius the ropes 👔🕵️‍♂️

[daddiesdrarryy]

‪Lucius: What’s wrong with Draco? He’s been moping in his room for days only muttering about Potter. Is he sick?‬

‪Narcissa: He’s not sick, Lucius. He’s gay‬

‪Lucius: Oh! Is that the ell jee bee tea thing?‬