#draco fanficion

[humanbeingwithissues]

[the-wandering-writer4]

Okay, here me out. What if I told you I'm writing a Drarry pirate AU with these vibes?

The idea came suddenly while I was falling asleep (like all the best ideas do) and now I can't stop thinking about it.

First chapter in the making!

[magicredpen]

I have heard the same thing. And it also applies to other ships too. like Tomarry/Tomione people who take the characters and change them completely or make Tom soft (which of course they can it's fanficion) but then get upset when Draco in Drarry is out of character.

It's one reason why I don't jump on the Drarry/Tomarry debates because everyone is mad about the same thing in the end and also doing the same things they are claiming the other person is doing to the characters.

Who is it hurting that Tom Riddle Likes to cuddle in his sleep or likes to read fantasy novels or a Draco is secretly just a kid who liked Harry all along and was only acting that way because his dad is a dickhead?

It gets out of hand when people get personal about it, but at it's core its just... people mad that they aren't picturing a character the same way.

"But it's not canon!"

My friend in debauchery, it is fanfiction. Anything is possible. You can make a character change to be whatever you want and what does it matter? Its the whole point of fanfiction. Have fun and be free and do what you want.

Go as crazy different or as much the same as you want. You don't like what you're reading? Hit that back button cupcake. Write your own fic. Draw your own pic. Just don't go pushing your opinions onto other people like they are the only truth.

Also there is a good change the original author is a fuckwad so who gives a shit what the original plot was anyways.

[shespeaksinsongs]

𝚒 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚊𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚜 | 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚘 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

a/n: i've had this idea since last christmas, but just didn't write it. i'm sorry i haven't been active on here. tbh, so little people are still active on tumblr, that it makes it difficult to find motivation to write here anymore! but i love you guys, and hope you love this short fic as much as i do. as always, enjoy! <3

summary: scorpius is throwing a tantrum and draco disciplines scorpius by telling him that santa will bring him coal instead of the gifts he asked for, if he keeps his behavior up.

warnings/content: cute family fluff <3

word count: 685

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when draco's parents had warned y/n and draco about the terrible two's, they weren't kidding.

y/n had been trying to get scorpius to eat his greens for the past thirty minutes. usually, she would just give into his aversion for spinach and broccoli, but she worried scorpius wasn't getting enough nutrients.

eventually, after thirty minutes of high-pitched "no!"'s and kicking in his high chair, y/n decided to let scorpius into his chair and get him to take a bath, since it was well past bathtime at this point.

but when she'd asked her son to go run his bath while she washed his dishes and the wall he'd managed to get dirty, she was met with an overwhelming no.

that prompted her to here, in this moment, barely holding onto scorpius by his bottom, and completely resigned.

finally, she decided to bother her husband and ask him for help.

"draco!" y/n hollered up the staircase, exasperation lacing her voice. with a squirming and unforgiving child in her arms, she called him again. "love, come down, please, i need help!"

in a matter of seconds, draco was off his business call and on his way down the stairs from his office. "what's wrong, darling?"

red in the face with frustration, y/n almost cried while explaining. "he didn't want to eat his veggies, so i gave up and told him to go get a bath running for him and now i don't know what to do or how to calm him down."

draco sighed, holding his arms out so he could take his son. instantly, scorpius stilled. "i've tried everything, dray. stories, promise of ice cream after bathtime, but he still just won't cooperate." her voice was at the brink of breaking.

draco could tell it was one of those days. it was written plainly on y/n's face. her shirt had been shifted onto one shoulder, and one pantleg rolled up higher than the other. it looked like she'd been through a war rather than one of her son's tantrums.

scorpius was a mommy's boy through and through, but with that, came his assumption that he could do whatever he wanted without getting punished or reprimanded for it.

draco gave y/n a sympathetic look and then looked sharply at his son. "scorpius," his voice was firm and disciplinary, as if the use of his full name hadn't been enough. "if you don't stop this behavior and start acting correctly, santa is going to bring you coal this year."

"no!" scorpius screamed. "i want my presents!" he kicked against draco's knees.

draco looked at his wife and mouthed an apology, wishing he'd been down sooner to help. "you know, scorp, it's a shame that you're acting this way." he said, looking at the mini him disappointedly. "mama went through so much trouble to get santa to bring you your presents a day early. she wrote a letter and sent it to the north pole and everything."

"mama!" scorpius cried, his guilt apparent in his face. "mama, i'm sorry." the little blond apologized, his r's still sounding like w's.

then, coming to sit on the stairs next to her husband and her son, y/n took scorpius into her arms again, this time both much more calm. kissing his cheek, she held him tight as he cried lightly into her neck. "it's okay, baby. but you have to know that your behavior is not acceptable. if you want something from me or daddy, just ask." she said, wiping the tears on her son's face. "nicely." y/n added with a laugh when scorp's little smile poked through his mouth.

leaning on her shoulder, draco added. "there isn't a thing in this world we wouldn't give you."

y/n nodded, holding her son tight to her chest. then, after separating herself to look her boy in his eyes, she tried reasoning again. "now, how about we go take that bath, hm?"

scorpius wiped his tears and looked sweetly up at his parents. "okay," he sniffed. "but mama and dada, you come, too!"

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[fanfictiondramione]

Being a mistress on the side

It might not appeal to fools like you

We've been around on the side

Wanna be something you would do

But you haven't seen my man

You haven't seen my man

You haven't seen him

He's got the fire and he talks with it

His Bonnie on the side, Bonnie on the side

Makes me so sad girl

His money on the side, money on the side

Makes me so sad girl

(Sad Girl by Lana Del Rey)

Follow Incendiosketch, your art always captures the best of Dramione. Your watercolor is the closest Fanfiction to Dramione, and who that I've ever had the pleasure of enjoying with my eyes.

[theravenclawlover]

New Harry Potter Fic Series?

Okay, so I have this draft of at least twelve long ass chapters for this rewrite of the books. It starts with book 3. It involves a family of eight that must move to England on official Ministry orders, and so the kids are the new transfer kids at Hogwarts. And they end up befriending our favorite characters bc why not? Anyways, even though there are six kids, I will be mostly focusing on one character. Elizabeth.

I don't want to give much away but I've been working on this since 2019, and it's been sitting on my computer for a while. I work on it when I get inspired or get the next best scene. I want to share it with all of you, but Idk. It does contain some taboo-ish themes but nothing illegal lmao.

Would anyone be interested? Also, I wouldn't mind a beta because man, my brain just reads over mistakes. And you would also get a snippet of what I have in mind.

Anyways, let me know what yall think!

Also, I would most likely just upload it on Ao3 bc of how the book is formatted…

[siriusly-parker]

Masterlist

Harry Potter

 Golden Trio

   Harry Potter - coming soon

   Draco Malfoy - coming soon

   Cedric Diggory - coming soon

 Marauder’s Era

   James Potter

       - Nerver Forget *series*   part one   part two   part three  

        part 4 through 8 on wattpad - part 9 coming real soon

   Sirius Black 

       - Chasing

   Lucius Malfoy

       - Under the Mistletoe

   Regulus Black - coming soon

Stranger Things

      - Dating a Stranger Things Character Would Include

Outer Banks

Rafe Cameron - coming soon

JJ Maybank - coming soon

[dracoyoflam]

WML Chapter 9: Done Overthinking

By the time Hermione made it back home, she was angry, to say the least.

‘Who does he think he is?’ she thought as she shook her head.

She slammed her bag down on a table as she walked by.

“When you figure it out, let me know. What an ass!” She said angrily to herself.

“What does he expect me to say?”

She groaned loudly and let herself fall back onto her bed.

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The rest of the weekend passed without incident. She finished unpacking and setting up her new place. By the time Monday morning rolled around, she had calmed down considerably from Friday night’s events.

She still didn’t know what to say to Malfoy or what he wanted her to say so she thought it best to keep busy with work and hope that things would go better next time. She told him she wouldn’t avoid him, and she wasn’t trying to, but she also wasn’t seeking him out.

She knew that she needed to figure things out before seeing him again. Thankfully or not, he kept to himself too. They didn’t see each other all week.

Hermione knew that she wanted something more from him, but she didn’t know what he wanted. Did he just want sex from her or something more serious?

Did she just want sex from him?

She wasn’t sure and she didn’t want to mess up their friendship over some silly hormonal needs. Not to mention the fact that she had never been with anyone other than Ron and the thought of being so intimate with someone new was terrifying.

All these thoughts and more were repeatedly running wild in her mind all week long, distracting her from her work. She tried to focus but she also knew that she needed some answers for him. He deserved to know what their relationship was turning into.

In the middle of the week, she got an invitation to a party at Malfoy Manor for that Friday. She had thought about not going but by the time Friday arrived and she finished her workday, she decided that she could use the fun. She would figure out what to tell him when she saw him.

‘Maybe he’ll be in a better mood this time.’ She thought as she left the office.

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Hermione slowly made her way up the steps to the front doors of the Manor. She paused for a moment to take a breath. She was unbelievably nervous.

Before she could knock, a little house elf pulled the heavy doors open and greeted her.

“Welcome to Malfoy Manor. Please come in.” He said cheerfully and waved her inside.

She walked in and was amazed at how beautiful the inside of the Manor looked. She and her friends had all been over a few times over the years since they all tried to rotate who hosted friend’s night, but she had never seen the place looking as gorgeous as it did tonight.

There were gold accents strewn throughout the entire place and an amazing assortment of flowers. She slowly moved from the entrance and into the main room where everyone else seemed to be and stopped. Everyone there was dressed up in elegant dresses and suits.

‘Thank god I was able to go shopping for a new dress this week.’ She thought but still felt a bit underdressed.

She wore a fitted black dress. It was long but probably more revealing than appropriate. It had a plunging open back and a long slit up the side of her leg. It felt right when she bought it but compared to the other dresses, it felt like the wrong choice.

She had been invited by Draco, but she knew that the party would be planned and hosted by his mother. She was known for her incredible parties.

“Hermione, you look amazing!”

She turned to see Ginny beaming at her.

“Thank you. So do you.” She replied as she leaned in for a hug.

Ginny pulled her tight and whispered in her ear.

“Have you seen Malfoy yet?”

Hermione smiled as they pulled out of the embrace.

“No, not yet. I only just arrived.”

Ginny smiled even bigger if that was possible.

“He’s gonna die when he sees you.” She winked at her.

Hermione felt her face blush bright red.

“I’m going to find my husband. You should go find Malfoy… Tell me everything. I wanna know how he reacts.” She smiled again and waved to Hermione as she walked away to find Harry.

‘I need a drink.’ She thought to herself.

She walked to the edge of the room and found a waiter handing out glasses of champagne. She took one and gulped down the whole thing in a matter of seconds.

She was feeling more nervous than she anticipated. She set the empty glass down and made her way out of the crowded room.

She walked down a hallway and entered the first open room she came across, which just so happened to be a large library. She had only been in here once during one of their friends’ nights, but it still shocked her to see so many books in one place.

It was a large room with rows and rows of bookshelves filled with books. There was a fire burning in the fireplace which lit up a small sitting area, otherwise, the room was completely dark. Somehow the darkness felt inviting, and she walked into the room.

Being surrounded by books always felt comforting and felt like home to her. She ran her fingers over the spines of the books on the nearest bookshelf as she walked past them and over to the fireplace.

The fire felt warm on her skin and just as she was deciding whether to grab a book and sit on the comfortable-looking sofa to read instead of rejoining the party, she was interrupted.

“How did I know that I would find you in here?”

She smiled and turned around to see Malfoy leaning against the bookshelf that she had just passed.

‘Of course, he looks amazing.’ She thought to herself sarcastically.

He was wearing an all-black suit. Under the black jacket was a blue button-up shirt with a white collar and dark vest. The tie was a mix of black and blue.

He always looked amazing in black and the blue really brought out the grey in his eyes. He was as handsome as ever.

She realized she was staring too late and had waited too long to respond which made for an awkward silence.

He took a step towards her, and she felt her breath catch in her throat.

“You look stunning.”

She felt her face blush at the compliment.

“Thank you. So do you.”

She licked her lips and tried to appear less nervous than she felt.

“I’m glad you came. I wasn’t sure that you would after what happened last week.” He spoke softly and slowly stepped towards her as he talked.

She shook her head in response as she cleared her throat to respond.

“I told you. I would never avoid you. I just needed time to figure things out.”

“And did you?” He asked before she could say more.

She bit her lip nervously as she tried to find the right words to say but she still wasn’t sure how to explain her feelings and fears. She wasn’t completely sure what she wanted, and she knew that wasn’t what he wanted to hear.

He took another step which closed the space between them. He was inches away from her and smirking as he stared at her.

“I.. um...” She stumbled trying to find the words.

He was looking at her in a way that made her body heat up and her eyes kept glancing at his lips. She wanted so badly to taste him again and feel his body pressed against hers.

She bit her lip again. She didn’t know what to say to him and her brain wasn’t wanting to function right now.

He leaned towards her and whispered in her ear.

“You think too damn much.”

His lips brushed against her ear as he spoke, and his hot breath tickled her skin. She felt her knees go weak and her panties were wet with desire. Before she could think about what to say or do, she grabbed onto his shoulders to steady herself.

He pulled back and was smirking at her again.

‘How is he always so calm?’ She thought.

“You’re right. I do think too much. Maybe it’s time to stop thinking and start acting.”

He raised an eyebrow at her.

“And what does that mean?” He asked with a smug look on his face.

‘What a prat. Why doesn’t he just kiss me?’ She thought annoyed.

She leaned closer to him and whispered in his ear, making sure to brush her lips against his skin the way he had only moments ago.

“I honestly don’t know what I want but I know that I want you.”

She leaned back and before she could see his response, he pushed her back against the bookshelf and started kissing her.

She adjusted quickly and moved her hands from his shoulders to his hair, pulling him tighter against her.

He kept her pinned with one hand pressing firmly against her hip as he ran his left hand up her body and slowly started caressing her breast which responded quickly under the light fabric of the dress.

She let out a soft moan which he took advantage of and ran his tongue across her lips and into her mouth.

He slowly moved his hand from her breast to lightly grab her throat. He gently squeezed and then pulled back, breaking from the kiss.

“How much have you had to drink?” He asked breathlessly.

Hermione almost groaned loudly at the disappointment of him pausing.

‘He must taste the champagne.’ She thought foggily.

She took a deep breath.

“Not enough to matter so don’t stop.” She responded huskily as she pulled him back to her lips.

He responded enthusiastically and returned to kissing her passionately while pressing her against the shelves. He moved his body closer, so they were pressing firmly against each other.

The contact sent shivers down her spine and before she even realized what she was doing, her body responded, and she pulled her left leg up to hook onto his hip.

She used the position to pull him against her and she felt his hard erection tight against her wet core. She moaned into his mouth, and he used the opportunity to bite her bottom lip. Then he slowly trailed kisses and small nibbles down her jawline and settled on her neck.

Her body felt electrified and was screaming for more. She leaned her head back to give him better access.

Draco moved his hand from her throat to the back of her neck and wound his fingers into her curls. Then he slowly moved his right hand from her hip to the leg that was wrapped around his waist.

He slowly started tracing his fingers from her knee down to her exposed thigh. Then ran his fingers down her thigh and pulled back slightly to fit his hand between their bodies.

He gently rubbed his fingers against her wet panties, and he could feel his cock jump in anticipation. She was so wet and ready for him already.

He moved her panties to the side and started rubbing against her wet folds. He gently placed a finger against her nub and rubbed against it as he slowly pushed two fingers inside of her.

Hermione felt her body jump at the sensation and she had to bite down on her lip to keep from moaning out in pleasure. She tightened her hold of his hair, not caring if she was pulling, to keep herself upright.

Draco kept a slow and steady pace of rubbing and pumping his fingers, teasing her. She started to moan softly in his ear but was obviously trying to stay quiet.

“Nobody will hear you with the party happening. Don’t hold back, I want to hear you screaming my name.” He whispered silkily in her ear between kisses.

She let out a soft groan and felt another shiver run down her spine at his words. His voice and the way he spoke to her had affected her almost as much as his fingers pressed inside of her.

She could feel the need and ache building inside her body, and she wanted more of him. She wanted all of him.

She pulled her fingers out of his hair and quickly put her hands between them to unfasten his trousers. She pulled the fabric to the side and let the material fall down his thighs.

Draco removed his fingers and with a quick motion, he ripped her panties off her hips and tossed them across the room.

Hermione shrieked at the action and bit her lip as she smirked to herself.

He moved her legs up higher on his hips as he pushed her tighter against the wall and he reached under her leg to grab his erection and touch the tip against her wet center.

He rubbed himself against her and watched her face as she bit her lip harder and nodded at him to continue. She took a deep breath as he slowly pushed himself inside of her.

She let out a loud gasp and he let his head fall forward so their foreheads were pressed together. They were both breathing heavily as he slowly pulled back and thrust back inside her.

Draco dropped his head further and started to kiss and nibble on her neck and shoulder as he gradually increased the pace of his thrusts.

Hermione was moaning louder and panting as Draco let out small groans.

Her hips were being slammed into the wall with each thrust, but she didn’t care. At that moment, she didn’t care if he left bruises because the pleasure was far beyond any pain that she was feeling.

The vibrations of them hitting the wall were shaking the bookshelves behind them and books were starting to fall to the floor around them.

Draco stopped to look around them, then without warning, he grabbed her firmly in his arms and walked with her across the room to the sitting area. He laid her gently beneath himself, never losing contact with her body.

She immediately wrapped her legs higher and tighter around him to give him deeper access as he continued to thrust within her.

They started kissing each other again and moaning into each other’s mouths as their hips continued to meet at a steady pace. Draco bit her bottom lip as he pulled out of the kiss and started back on her neck.

She was moaning loudly now, and she could feel her body starting to build pressure and she knew that she was close to climax. She started to lift her hips more urgently, letting him hit deeper and harder.

“There.. there.” She panted out between moans.

Hermione put her hands on his firm bottom and pulled him tighter against herself. She was whining loudly, practically screaming as she felt him repeatedly hit the sweet spot inside of her.

She threw her head back as she screamed out in pleasure and felt a wave of ecstasy crash over her entire body. “Draco!” She screamed as she felt her body shudder and her vision went black with stars swirling in her brain.

As she was beginning to come down from her release, she heard Draco grunt into her ear and she felt him release deep inside her.

They were both panting loudly as the world came back into focus. They were still clinging tightly onto each other as he slowly pulled out of her and lifted his head to look at her.

They both smiled at each other, then he leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips before pulling away and standing up. He adjusted his trousers and refastened them, then straightened out his shirt and tie.

He still looked handsome as ever and you would never know he just had a quickie in the library. His hair was a little tousled and his face was still blushing red but otherwise, he looked normal.

Hermione slowly stood up and straightened out her dress. She was looking around the room for her panties but couldn’t spot them anywhere.

“I’ll find them later. Pretty sure I tore them anyway.” He smirked at her.

She couldn’t help but grin back at him.

“Pretty sure.” She agreed.

“We should get back to the party.” He said softly, then he reached his hand out to her.

She happily accepted his hand and intertwined her fingers with his. Then they walked out of the library and headed back towards the noise and crowd of the party.

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A/N: I am so sorry for the long wait but I really wanted to try and make this chapter the best that I could. I tried to make it intense and everything but I am horrible at writing these kind of scenes.

Hope you all liked it anyway. It ended up beng a full 15 pages on my computer which is probably one of the longest I've ever done.

[draco-omega]

At long, long last, the Touhou Telephone challenge fic is out in full and I can shamelessly link my own chapter of it!

I’m actually rather proud of this one and think it stands on its own as a comical vignette and character piece (and was kinda chomping at the bit to be able to share it for a long time now >.>)

I do have to wonder what vanishing sliver of the Touhou fandom has actually read Agatha Chris Q’s ‘M Dies of M’ that was printed in Alternative Facts in Eastern Utopia to realize that what I’m riffing off wasn’t pulled straight out of thin air, but it may not matter.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy Marisa accidentally terrorizing a poor youkai just by being, well, Marisa.

[nightfalltwen]

Title: Unexpected Destination

Pairing: Draco/Lavender

Summary: A sunny vacation on the beach was just what the doctor ordered.  Or would have been if she'd ended up in the right place.  Though perhaps it was the right place after all.

Rating: R

Fest: @smutty-claus

Banner: by @frumpologist

[gryffindoor-to-slyther-in]

Hermione: You unbelievably enormous GIT! Draco: Well, it took you long enough. Hermione: I'm going to fucking kill you! [pointing wand at Draco] I've killed before so don't think I will hesitate to annihilate your pathetic arse from this world! Draco: Tsk, tsk, Granger, is that anyway to greet a lover? Hermione: We are not lovers! We shagged once, ONCE, almost eight years ago and you went and told the entire world! You bloody bastard! Forget the wand; I'll kill you with my bare hands. Draco: Such violence, such anger. There are places to go for that, Granger. I could recommend a terrific Muggle psychohathisface. Did wonders with me and my..issues. Lovely chap. Hermione: Psychiatrist?! I do not need therapy! I have every reason to be pissed. You told Ron and Harry! You told them! Draco: They asked me. They said, "Draco, best shag you've ever had?" I had to answer. What was I supposed to do? Hermione: Um, hello, LIE!"

Conversation between Hermione & Draco in A Friendly Game Of Poker by Mrs. Witter

[ehrhys]

I’ve created a cover for my dramione fic, The Phoenix Court! This took me a ridiculously long time to make lol. 

Dramione Medieval Fantasy AU

Rating: M for later chapters

Summary:

A long standing tradition in the kingdom of Alban is for royal heirs to be chosen from amongst the Alban noble houses. Presumptive heirs are fostered by the king at his court and the heir is chosen at the formal event, the Declaration. Two rival princes vie for the throne, and a young woman arrives at court to seek knowledge. Will ambitions be realized and love grow while enemy kingdoms and civil war threaten to tear the kingdom of Alban apart?

LINKS: FF.NET & AO3

[flailingintherain]

Kiss Him Again

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12041055/1/Kiss-Him-Again

AU, post war fic. 

Both Remus and Sirius are still alive.

 Harry had a problem. A BIG problem! No, it wasn't about a nose-less snake-obsessed freak wanting to kill him and it wasn't about blood prejudices or purity or house rivalry… no, maybe it was about house rivalry.

Harry Potter was gay! Harry Potter was in love with a boy! The boy was Draco Malfoy. Harry Potter was gay and in love with a boy named Draco Malfoy. 

He was in love with the boy who had teased, insulted and humiliated him. The boy who had insulted his best friends over and over in their first few years at Hogwarts, the boy who shrieked like a little girl in the forbidden forest, during detention, the boy who challenged him for a duel but never showed, the boy who got beat up by a hippogriff and later by a girl, the boy who broke his nose in the sixth year, the boy who cried in Moaning Myrtle's washroom, the boy who's hand wavered as he stood in front of the headmaster at the astronomy tower, the boy who never, ever had a choice. 

Harry was up shit creak. 

Sitting at the corner window of his room, with his knees up to his chest, he groaned loudly and dropped his head in his hands in frustration. In the background he heard a soft knock followed by, "Harry? Can I come in?" 

Remus Lupin was worried. 

Three months post the beginning of Harry's eighth year, he had his winter break. He had come home with a forced smile and frustrated eyes. Remus had tried very hard to understand what was going on but his godson left no hints and Sirius was absolutely useless in emotional matters. 

All that was left was trying to get Harry to tell him what was wrong. 

In response to his knock and question Remus received a loud groan and muffled words. 

Deciding to interpret the sound as a yes, he entered the room only to find Harry talking into a pillow. 

"Harry!" Remus exclaimed, "What are you doing?" 

Harry looked up shocked and wide eyed at the presence of someone other than himself in the room. "Remus? What are you doing in here?" 

"I knocked, and there was no response so... Harry what is wrong!?" Remus said, letting his pretence fall and worry show. "You have been low, sad and depressed ever since you got back and I don't understand why. Why aren't you happy, Cub?" 

Harry's expression morphed from shocked to confused to worried to frustrated in a matter of seconds. He frowned deeply and then looked down, almost sulking and asked, "Remus, how did you know Sirius was the one?" 

For a moment Remus was stumped, and when that moment passed his mouth formed an 'O', well it also released a sound that resembled, "Ohhhh…" 

"Um," Remus started, collecting himself, "Well, originally we were stupid and young and 'Just Friends'," He paused smiling subconsciously as the memories came back to him, "Sirius was always this ass who smelled like a dog and made fun of everything and everyone. He was rude and obnoxious and then he was everywhere. Originally, in our first years at Hogwarts I thought he was following me," Remus paused and laughed. "But, then we became the 'Marauders' and we were a gang, and he was still rude and obnoxious and downright irritating and then everything changed when I got turned." 

"One day I was feeling particularly low. My first full moon since I had been turned was approaching and I was afraid. I was sitting out by the black lake and out of nowhere Sirius showed up and held my hand. We didn't talk. We just sat there my hand in his, the water touching our feet and the wind caressing our skin. We just, sat there and held hands. We were there all night and somewhere along the night we fell asleep and in the morning I woke up alone. I honestly thought I had imagined it but when I saw him again during class he sat next to me and secretly under the table, there was his hand, holding mine and he had this smile, this secret smile that informed me that this was going to happen again and it did. And when the full moon arrived just as the night broke he hugged me and told me he was there. He said he would always be right there, by my side and that was when I knew. I knew he was it. He was all I would need to get through." A misty look glazed Remus's face as he broke out of his memory, "Does that help Pup?"

Harry who had been extremely quite through Remus's narration looked up at him with a wishful look on his face and said, "I kissed Draco Malfoy," post which he promptly buried his face in his pillow again. 

Remus stared at his godson. His 18-year-old godson who has seen too much and done too much, "Harry, why is that so terrible?"

Harry got up with a jerk, "He's Draco Malfoy! DRACO MALFOY! The death eater, the boy who tormented everyone the boy who,…" 

"Why did you kiss him if he's so terrible?" Harry was stumped. He opened and closed his mouth and did it again and finally said, "Because he offered me his hand again," he paused and continued, "and he pretended he didn't know who I was at the Malfoy Manor. He thanked me for his wand and when he laughs at something I say, not his scathing fake laugh but his genuine laugh and when his smile reaches his eyes my heart beats faster and all I want to do his hold him and touch him and tell him…" 

"Tell him what Harry?" 

"That I want him to be mine," Harry responded with a sulk, "I don't know what to do! Tell me what to! What should I do, Remus?" 

Remus smiled mischievously at him, a smile he had developed from Sirius over their years together, "Kiss him again."

AN: Hope You liked it! If you did please review and if you didn't please review ! :O :) -A PS: AN: So! This is an AU, post war fic. Both Remus and Sirius are still alive. Reserve For Ballycastle Bats - Beater 1 Written for QFLC's SS Moonstruck -A

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AO3 HP Fanfic #2

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28077957

Damaged, A Draco Malfoy Fanfiction. 

Summary: Her last name defines who she should be. His last name defines who he should be. She's better off alone, at least she likes to think so. He has allies, not friends.So why does she find herself wondering about him? So why does he find himself wondering about her?Adria Morrigan and Draco Malfoy have more than just legacy in common. Both of them paying for what their family has done. Both of them raised with the same views, both of them think they are alone.Adria is quiet and friendless and harboring a deep hatred for Harry Potter. Draco is mean and seems to be cold-hearted and harboring a deep hatred for Harry Potter.Both of them Damaged.

AO3 Tags: 

Love

Tension

Drama

teen

Sacred 29

Romance

Young Love

Cross-Posted on Wattpad

Slytherin

mature language

Fanficion

draco malfoy fanfiction

POV

Draco Malfoy - Freeform

Harry Potter - Freeform

Angst

Sweet

War

Hogwarts

Death Eaters

hermione granger - Freeform

ron weasley - Freeform

[shespeaksinsongs]

𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚝𝚎 | 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚘 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

a/n: hey guys! wrote this in a study period because i was not about to do work. tbh i feel it’s a little boring, but i hope you enjoy, still! <3 HUGE thank you to marcela for proof-reading and giving me tips on how i can improve. i love you so much.

summary: y/n substitutes for professor!draco's class of second years. when the students find out that y/n and draco are married, they ask her a series of questions about their relationship.

warnings/content: just insinuations of sex, kissing, and a cute relationship <3 professor!draco x substitute!reader

word count: 1.5k words

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Her shoulders squared as she mustered the most self-assuring smile she could. To anyone walking down the halls of Hogwarts, she must have looked like an idiot.

It was her first day as a substitute teacher. The job didn't seem so hard - take roll, give out busywork, the normal shebang she'd gotten when she was a student.

She pushed back the tall doors to see several smaller heads turn back, expecting the enthusiastic Slytherin that usually taught them. A few faces fell when they saw he wasn't there, but a woman different by comparison was heading to sit at his desk.

"Good morning, kids! As you can see, Professor Malfoy is not here today.” A chorus of groans passed through the room as Y/N continued her announcement, her legs shaking from the nerves. He's going to be gone for the majority of your period because he's got to go to the healer." She said, reminding herself to smile. "So, he's asked me to substitute for your class. From what I've heard, you're a pretty calm period, so this should go well." She said unsurely, mostly trying to convince herself rather than the kids.

A few heads nodded, but with a keen eye, the student who sat closest to Y/N squinted her eyes at the decorated ID badge hanging around Y/N's neck.

"Okay, class, I'm going to take attendance, and then I'll pass out the work for this class." Y/N raised her voice, attempting to hit the back of the vast and echoey room.

Before she could begin, a student's hand shot up in the air, making her reminiscent of a certain someone she was very fond of. She should be - it was her husband after all.

"Yes?" Y/N asked, her attention directed to the student.

"... Is your last name Malfoy?" The same fair girl asked with wide eyes, closing them briefly to squint at the badge again.

Y/N chuckled, knowing she'd be caught at some point. "Yes, Professor Malfoy is my husband." She smiled, glancing at the framed pictures Draco had put of her and him together around his desk.

She chuckled at the organization system of his paperclips, by color and size, as another hand shot up, different from the last.

"Yes?" She smiled, practically sensing what the next question would be.

She could practically see the cogs whirring in the boy's head as his eyebrows furrowed. "What's it like to be married to him?"

"Hm..." Y/N thought for a moment. "I'm not sure if he'd be alright with me telling you that information..." She trailed off, smiling slyly.

"Oh, please, Mrs. Malfoy!" One student pleaded quite dramatically.

"We won't tell him! We promise!" Another student spoke up. "Right, guys?" He asked looking around at the rest of the class, causing the rest of the class to nod furiously, interested in Y/N's answer.

Y/N hummed, looking at the starry ceiling Draco'd enchanted as she considered the question. "Well, he's very thoughtful. He shows he cares by doing things for me. Like, one time, I'd been upset about the lemon shortage in England, since it meant there wouldn't be any at the grocery store and I wouldn't be able to make or buy lemonade. So he planted four huge lemon trees in our backyard." Y/N blushed, feeling herself grow warm inside at just the thought of him.

The class "aww'd" and gasped, probably not expecting that type of behavior from their strict Astronomy teacher. Y/N giggled as another student raised his hand.

"Yes, love?" She answered, gesturing for him to speak his mind.

His hand shot down when everyone had their eyes on him as he spoke with enthusiasm, as the resident class clown should. "Does he ever... kiss you?"

Multiple students gasped in shock, some with their hands over their mouths as if they'd just heard a dirty secret.

Y/N laughed, messing with the kids. "No, we never kiss. That's disgusting."

An eruption of giggles and mischievous laughter passed through the room, and soon it sounded like a group of hyenas was being taught, instead of a group of second years.

Then, suddenly, a girl who wore pink ribbons in her hair with cotton-candy-themed school supplies, and frilly socks, spoke. "Do you guys ever have special hugs?" She asked innocently, causing her less-than-innocent peers to look at both her and Y/N with their jaws dropped.

"We do hug a lot... but what do you mean "special", sweetheart?" Y/N repeated, her tone asking for elaboration.

"It's how babies are made!" She smiled wide, causing Y/N's smile to drop, her face bright red.

It must've been what her parents had told her to avoid telling her how babies were really made, Y/N assumed.

"Um... no, we've never had a special hug, lovely." She lied, now feeling guilty she'd let the Q&Asession get so far when they should have been halfway through their assignment by this point. "If we did, we'd have an angel like you." She smiled, gathering the assignments together, readying herself for the wave of disappointment she was about to receive from the mass group.

"Alright, guys, we've actually got to start working on this assignment, and I still haven't taken role so I'm going to pass these papers out, so you can get started." She said, a hint of regret in her voice as she waved her wand towards the back of the room, making sure each person got a paper.

Thirty minutes had passed, and Y/N was bored out of her mind. Twirling a pencil around your fingers and writing your name in different fonts can only be so fun until it begins to bore you.

Then, right on cue, Draco pushed the double doors open, announcing his presence dramatically, as he usually did with the second years.

"You're saved! I'm here!" Draco said, making multiple students smile and laugh as their heads whipped around, excited to see their teacher again.

They liked Y/N, and even more now that they knew she was their teacher's wife, but Draco was almost like a father to them. He was many of the kids' safe spots while they were away from their parents at Hogwarts, answering any questions that came his way, and being full of great advice. In addition to that, he was the Head of Slytherin, making sure his connection to his students was as special as it could be.

"How was she, guys? Be honest." Draco asked the kids, stopping in the middle of the room.

"Better than you!" One kid with a red tie around his neck answered playfully, which Draco feigned hurt at as he shook his head, making his way to the desk Y/N sat at.

"Hi, baby," He whispered against her temple. "how were the kids?"

"Well, they know who I am." She giggled when Draco feathered his fingers over a spot she was ticklish in.

"Wait, who are you, again?" He asked, feigning confusion, but unable to stop the expression of amusement flickering across his features.

A flat look from Y/N had him breaking the character when she answered, "Your wife." She said, crossing her arms.

"Oh, yeah, right, right." He nodded, smiling at the chuckle slipping past Y/N's lips.

His eyebrow raised as he kissed her cheek, looking at the "project" she was working on. She'd somehow managed to make eleven paper hearts in the one hour he was gone and get no work done. Taking a closer look, he grinned, seeing what she'd written on them to spell out.

I love you.

"I was hoping to leave them on your desk as a surprise." Y/N frowned, looking up at her husband, hovering over her, who was sitting in his ultra-comfy desk chair. "I didn't know you'd get back so early." She whispered, so as not to disturb the students, not noticing they weren't paying any attention to their work, but the young and loving couple at the front of the classroom. “How was your appointment, my love? Everything okay?”

Draco was about to answer when the same innocent-looking girl who’d asked the last question earlier raised her hand, directing her question to Draco.

"Yes, Miss Weasley?" He answered, his arm around Y/N's shoulder, rubbing circles on her arm tenderly.

"My mum told me many couples have special hugs, even if they're not making a baby…” Rose trailed off, a bright smile on her lips. “So, do you guys have special hugs, still?"

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by powered_by_notes

Harry takes Draco along to an orchard that he used to visit as a child with his family.

Words: 1212, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter

Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter

Additional Tags: Harry Potter - Freeform, Gay, Bisexual Harry Potter, Bisexual Male Character, LGBTQ, Drarry, drarry one shots, lgbtq love, harryxdraco - Freeform, harrypotterxdracomalfoy, Draco Malfoy - Freeform, lgbtq fanfic, lgbtq fanficion, one shots, One Shot, Cute, soft