#drarropoly

[gameofdrarry]

🔥 🐉 DRARROPOLY 2023: Here be Dragons Edition! 🐉 🔥

Was that a roar?

Does it feel a bit hot in here to anyone else?

There must be dragons about! That means sign-ups are now open for the sixth annual Drarropoly game/fest!

Drarropoly players can be any sort of content creator (or even an eager reader).

📝 Sign-Ups

🔗 https://airtable.com/appxuHKpV0F2VlMF3/shrP6NUZtsk6HRz3Z

📜 Rules & Info

🔗 https://docs.google.com/document/d/1dUJeGQ_BtKgCFeYweWwEjaTIU7L2z0cUkhDhatGmqng/edit?usp=sharing

[laserswordtraining]

Vipera Evanesca🐍

Rated: Teen and up

Words: 3k, no warnings apply

Summary: When Harry broke the Elder Wand, he lost his magic, he left the wizarding world, avoiding magic and his friends. But Draco manages not just to find Harry's magic, but has been stuck with it ever since, unable to find Harry until now.

Tags: fluff and humor, magic transfer, isolation, parseltongue, Elder wand, post second wizarding war

@gameofdrarry Hopefully the first of a few submissions!! Excited to gamify fancreation!

[drarryspecificrecsdaily]

2023.12.27

Complete fics posted on AO3 this day

1. days of no surrender by @lvrboylnyx [T, 12k]

►When Harry Potter swims into the Great Lake for his second task of the Triwizard Tournament, everyone expects him to emerge with Hermione Granger or even Ron Weasley. What no one expects is for Harry to emerge carrying none other than Draco Malfoy, his sworn enemy.

2. Interscotia by @jtimu [E, 4k]

►Five times Harry Potter appeared in Draco Malfoy's bed and one time he used the front door.

---

Fest/Exchange

1. Blackbird Rising by Anonymous [T, 57k]

►Harry longs to feel at home again, but he has been away for a long time, and he has a lot to contend with on his return to London: a magical mystery to investigate, a polite but prickly blond work partner with a disarming habit of blushing, a house with personality, the echoes of the war all around him, and a secret of his own. ★ H/D Erised 2023 | @hd-erised

2. I Would Do It Again by @the-changing-of-constellations [M, 4k]

►Draco, temporary Headmaster of Hogwarts, is excited for the new year ahead, especially since his partner Harry Potter, will be joining him as the new Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor. That is until he never shows up for the job. ★ Drarropoly '23: Here There Be Dragons edition | @gameofdrarry

3. Krampusnacht by Anonymous [T, 9k]

►Harry Potter, top investigator at the DMLE and husband to one Draco Malfoy, has negotiated his way out of impossible situations before. Even so, there is no avoiding the traditional Boxing Day Brunch his mother-in-law hosts at Malfoy Manor. Things take a sinister turn when an ancient Christmas demon appears, and once again, it's up to Harry to save the day... ★ Harry/Draco Owlpost 2023 | @hdowlpost

4. Warmth is Where You Are by Anonymous [E, 2k]

►Hogwarts is decked for the holidays and Harry’s walking around in a haze. Is it the impending Christmas break or something else distracting him? ★ Harry/Draco Owlpost 2023 | @hdowlpost

[crazybutgood]

Stuff done so far 2023

thanks for the tag @broomsticks <3 yay for all your accomplishments 🙌

Tagging @getawayfox @mkaugust @orange-peony @julcheninred @ladderofyears @sugareey-makes-stuff @bluesundaycake if you'd like to do this and anyone else who sees this and wants to do it as well :)

what i've done this year so far:

three origami commissions

finished something for a fest

finished final origami submission for gameofdrarry's drarropoly

not splitting it further but decent amount of origami in general,, including in class to keep me sane

entered FTH with two offerings of betaing and origami

tracking fics read this year and making lists (will be up soon)

spotlight saturday short story edition reclists

three reclist requests

DMing recs to people who've asked

helping with admin for a fest

starting @hp-poetry-fest with encouragement from @getawayfox and wonderful help of @broomsticks and @mkaugust

wrote an original short

wrote a fic for candyhearts using each prompt in order

made a playlist for candyhearts

betaing,, i think about 25 works so far

cheerleading and feedback for fandom friends' works

continued work over at lostdrarryfics

uni,, won't bore with details but basically both classes and club stuff (it's mostly dealing with ppl) is sucking my soul and i'm dragging myself through the sem. at least it's about halfway through now

medical appointments :') idk if this counted but they take a lot so I'm just clocking it in here

I think that's it? I suppose it's ok~

[andithiel]

🌅📝

Hi! Thank you so much for the ask! I think I may have got a little carried away, but here you go! (Putting the acutal text under a cut because I'm not sure how interesting people find my life to be 🤣)

Thank you again, this was fun!

🌅 what does your evening routine look like?

Depends a bit on if I have to get up at ass o'clock the next day, but basically

Staying up too late after I've said I'm going to bed, scrolling my phone

Keep scrolling while brushing my teeth etc

Pointedly tell my husband I'm going to bed (unless it's ass o'clock day, he's a night owl and I know he doesn't want to go to bed at 9-10 pm)

Scroll while I wait for my husband to get ready

Talk for a bit with my husband before we settle. If it's an early night he'll come and kiss me goodnight instead

(Sneakily read fic when husband has left, if I've started reading one that I can't put down. Curse myself the next day when I haven't had enough sleep)

📝 do you have a WIP (work in progress)? share a piece of it! (bold of the creator of the list to assume I only have one WIP), but here's a snippet/beginning of a fic I started for Drarropoly I think 2 years ago, and still haven't been able to let it go (also may or may not gift it to Etalice)

When Ginny calls off the wedding two months before the date, Harry takes up running.

It’s not entirely new, he’s done it before on occasion, for exercise, but after the break up it becomes a necessity, a craving (obsession if you’d like, because that’s who he is). Every minute he’s not outside, pushing his body to its limits, or passed out on the floor afterwards, limbs sore and heavy, he thinks, and feels. Neither of those things have ever been his forte.

So Harry runs.

[the-starryknight]

25 Days of Draco & Harry 2021: Find It (In the First Place)

Rated: E | Warnings: PTSD/Depression/Sex as an Unhealthy Coping Mechanism (Harry is unwell and fucking to cope with it); Magical Injury; See tags for more | Currently a WIP (estimated ~60k)

explicit excerpt:

In the first place, Malfoy was bare skin and crashing teeth and hands like a fire-starter, turning Harry's resolve into kindling. Harry, for his part, was too easily swayed by the insouciant pull of Malfoy's fingers slipping button after button of his Unspeakable robes loose. "Should I take you standing up?" Malfoy slid his hands into the parting of Harry's thick wool robes, ripping a button from its seam. "Against the wall? Maybe you want it right here." "Anywhere," Harry gasped, as those cold hands slipped under his shirt too. Malfoy's fingernails dragged goosebumps across his ribcage. "Just don't stop touching me." This is how it always was between them, an unstoppable force burning through clothes and hours and muscles. Once one of them let the spark fly, all oxygen and sense of propriety was consumed in favor of touching, wanting, tasting. And why should they deny it? Harry had suffered enough. He deserved this pleasure taken from Malfoy, even if it sucked them both dry.

Chapter One on Ao3

[quackquackcey]

The Armlet of Forthright Devotion

Entry 1 for @gameofdrarry's Drarropoly 2022

N.E.W.T Level: 3883-4224 words

Rated: E, pwp, 4220 words

Summary:

Harry and Draco constantly butt heads as opposing Little League Quidditch coaches, and their teams get fed up.

Cue a magical artefact and wand-snatching shenanigans—will the two finally settle their differences? Or will the children’s plan fail?

Lysander nodded. “Zabini swiped the Armlet of Forthright Devotion from his dad and stuck it on Coach Malfoy while Brad distracted him. Now all you need to do is go to the equipment storage room!”

Harry just gaped, lost for words, because what the fuck?

[devilrising]

For the Drarropoly 2021 (@gameofdrarry) prompt: Harry OR Draco writes the horoscopes for the newspaper of your choice under a pen name. The other always reads the horoscopes but doesn't know who writes them. All they know is that whenever they're going through a rough patch, their horoscope suddenly gets very positive and uplifting.

Teen, 2.4k, Getting Together/First Kiss, No Warnings

~*~*~

~Due to Venus going into its shadow period of retrograde, you may experience some ups and downs in your relationships. A new love interest may arrive, but may not be noticed until after the retrograde ends.~

Harry sighed, throwing the bit of newspaper into the bin by his desk. He once again found himself wondering who ThePurebloodPrince really was. 

It wasn’t that Harry particularly believed in horoscopes per se… those ones were just always exceedingly accurate. Hermione had literally threatened to throttle him the first time he brought an article by Moonstone up in conversation. Ron had laughed for so long his face matched his hair. But when Draco sat him down and explained everything, Harry thought it made a lot of sense. 

Draco knew a lot about horoscopes and zodiac signs and many other things that Harry could never remember the name of. Some of Harry’s fondest memories were of Draco helping him decipher their meanings, circling words and underlining others. Harry hadn’t been aware of how pretty Draco looked while working until that point; God, did Harry wish he still wasn’t.  

“Did you see today’s horoscope?” Harry asked Draco later that day, over their shared lunch. “It warned of rocky relationships.”

Draco just nodded, taking a rather undignified sip of his boba tea. “Of course it did, Venus is going into retrograde again. Just be glad you aren’t a Taurus or Libra.”

Harry paused, his sandwich halfway to his mouth. “Why is that relevant?”

Draco sighed in exasperation, putting his drink down and picking up a fork. “Have you learnt nothing Harry?” Harry shivered at the use of his first name, still unused to how nice it sounds coming off Draco’s tongue. And isn’t that a thought… “Taurus and Libra are ruled by Venus, so it will affect them the most of other signs. That being said, the rest of us will still be impacted.”

Harry hummed, biting into his pork and apple sandwich. “Makes sense.” He was silent for a moment, trying to think of how to phrase his next sentence. “The horoscope also mentioned something about a potential love interest… Do you think that’s likely?”

He watched Draco blush slightly, pink rising to his cheeks for a second before he cleared his throat. “It’s possible. Horoscopes are nearly always trying to make claims of new romance though, so be careful.” 

Harry nodded, trying to push away the image of Draco’s pink cheeks and throat.

~*~*~

~As Venus leaves retrograde, you may find yourself seeing recent events more clearly. Express your gratitude for your friends and family. Put time aside to rejuvenate yourself.~

Harry ripped the paper in half, casting an incendio on the spot. “Like bloody hell.”

Draco looked over from his desk, and Harry scowled at him. Draco merely rolled his eyes. “What is it, Potter? I’m trying to finish the paperwork you left for me to do.”

Harry wanted to shove him for using his surname again. “The bloody horoscope says that I need help and am impatient.”

He watched as an eyebrow rose delicately up Draco’s face. “And you think that is inept, how?” he asked, eyes boring into Harry’s.

Harry ducked his head, rubbing at the back of his neck. “It… isn’t, exactly. I just-- The timing of it is so wild.”

Draco made a tutting sound at him, and Harry listened as the scratching of his quill started up again. “They exist for a reason, Harry. No one would read them if they weren’t accurate.”

“I know. I do. It’s just… we got that new assignment for this afternoon and, I don’t know.” 

“What did the rest of it say, then?” Draco asked, eyes still on his paperwork even as Harry looked over at him. 

“Something or other about being grateful to my friends,” Harry grumbled, pushing his cup around with his quill. 

Draco tried to cover a laugh, smothering it in his elbow. “Well? Where’s my thank you?”

Harry scowled. “Who says you’re getting one?”

“The fact that I’m doing your share of the paperwork, as usual, and you’re sitting on your arse doing nothing,” Draco said, his quill moving over parchment again. 

Harry bit his lip, teeth sinking into the flesh. He sighed. “Thank you, Draco.” A pause. “I guess.”

Draco grinned. “There we go. That wasn’t so hard, was it?”

~*~*~

Harry was not feeling it. His brain just couldn’t seem to shut up. Yesterday’s horoscope had said something about today being tough, but Harry hadn’t actually expected it to be true. Not to the extent it was.

Their case had failed. Gone entirely up in smoke. And a hostage had been injured. 

Draco wasn’t much better than Harry, but was of course trying to hide just how affected he was. “It’s okay Harry. They’re still alive, and they’re in the right place to heal. It will only be a few days,” he said, struggling to reassure Harry. 

“I know. But it’s not just that! We lost the lead, Draco. And they know we’re investigating. It’s been months, and now we’re back to square one.” He scrubbed a hand over his face, groaning in frustration. 

Draco nudged his shoulder into Harry’s, and Harry glanced back up at him. His hair was a mess, blond strands flying in every direction. Some were charred, turning black from the explosion. At least his face was unharmed, the grazes limited to his hands. His hands, one of which was holding out a piece of paper for Harry. 

He took it, and unfolded it to find a new entry in Moonstone. ~Today may be challenging, but it is important to remember the positives too. You might want to talk to a friend you find comfort from.~

Harry shook his head. “How does ThePurebloodPrince always know? It feels like he’s actually present in my life, watching from a distance as everything falls apart.”

Draco reached for Harry, his hand landing on his hip. The curl of his fingers against Harry’s waist sent his heart racing, but Harry didn’t move; couldn’t move. He closed the distance between them, pulling Draco into a hug. His head fell into Draco’s shoulder, for once glad of Draco’s slight height advantage. 

After a moment, Draco began rubbing his back. His hands pressed circles and long strokes into his skin, and Harry found himself relaxing despite his overactive brain hurrying to process everything. Like the fact Draco smelled of smoke and cinnamon. 

“We’ll be okay, Harry. There’s always tomorrow.”

~*~*~

It wasn’t long until ThePurebloodPrince struck again, and this time Harry was not having it. 

“How the fuck does he know about that?!” he asked, storming around the joint desks to slam the newspaper onto Draco’s work space. 

Draco sighed, his fingers pinching the bridge of his nose. “For the hundredth time, Harry, the horoscopes are targeted to everyone and not just you. He doesn’t necessarily know anything.”

Harry shook his head, trying not to think about how close and touchable Draco was. “I know, it’s just… how could a stranger possibly know I stumbled through the Floo drunk last night?”

He watched Draco bite his lip, clearly trying not to laugh and ruin his composure. “Maybe there’s a bug in your room and it was leaked?”

“Okay, that’s a stretch, even for you,” Harry huffed. “How do you even know what a bug is anyway?”

“We’re aurors Harry, it’s literally my job.”

Harry glared, not wanting to admit defeat but unsure how to continue. The words of the new Moonstone horoscope jumped out at him, and he barely restrained himself from Vanishing the paper and the entire desk. 

~So, you drunkenly stumbled through the Floo, and knocked off the only photo you have of your great aunt. Today is the day for wild adventures, confess your love to someone special.~

“Even you have to admit that it’s oddly specific, not to mention stupid, Draco. If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were the one to write it! You’re the only one I told about last night.” 

Draco ducked his head, his hand beginning to move across his parchment again. “Don’t be ridiculous Harry. I enjoy reading them, but I wouldn’t betray your trust like that.”

Harry scoffed. “You would if it benefitted you.” As Draco’s face fell, he quickly added, “With all good intentions, of course.” 

He watched Draco carefully place his quill back down, take a breath, and look back at Harry. “And what would I hope to gain from that horoscope?”

“I don’t know, maybe you want me to confess some secret love for you.” 

The moment Harry said it, he felt his blood rushing to his cheeks. Mistake, abort abort abort. He couldn’t ignore how the idea of that warmed him to his soul--how it made his heart race and his arms long to feel Draco inside them; hadn’t for a long time. When he gained the confidence to glance back at Draco, he found him staring at him, jaw slack. 

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Draco murmured, and Harry swore there was something hidden underneath those words. 

~*~*~

The next time one of ThePurebloodPrince’s horoscopes landed on Harry’s desk, he didn’t even bother looking at it. He opened the new edition of Moonstone to the usual page, ripped it clean out of the newspaper, and Vanished it. Draco watched him while he did it, his eyes boring into Harry’s back. 

“You didn’t even read it,” he said, surprise evident in the way his gaze didn’t falter from Harry’s. 

“I’ve given up on it. I’m sick of reading things that so closely parallel my own life, and having everyone make fun of me. I don’t need horoscopes written by some stranger to dictate how I live my life.” Okay, that wasn’t exactly true, but Harry didn’t want to admit how void his life felt without ThePurebloodPrince’s knowledgeable insights every day. 

Draco sighed, pushing his chair back and standing up. Harry watched as he crossed the room and perched on the side of Harry’s desk, getting comfortable. “I would have liked to see you read that one.”

It took Harry a second, but when he realised the implication of that statement, he rose an eyebrow. “You know what it says?”

Draco nodded, eyes suddenly looking anywhere but Harry. 

“How?”

Draco ducked his head, his voice as he said, “I wrote it.”

Harry froze. “You what?”

“I wrote it. Just like yesterday’s, and the one before that. I’m ThePurebloodPrince, Harry. I’m sorry,” Draco murmured. His neck was turning red, his eyes on the floor. Tension was written in every line of his body, now sitting stiffly on Harry’s desk. 

When Harry didn’t say anything, unable to process what he was being told, Draco slid down and moved towards their office door. He looked miserable, and the sight of him pressing his mouth into a line is what kicked Harry into action. 

“Draco, wait!” he called, rushing to move after him.

Harry’s hand circled Draco’s wrist, his fingers wrapping the whole way around. When Draco didn’t react, standing stock still before the door, Harry gathered the courage to turn him back around. Heart in his throat, pulse roaring in his ears, Harry met his gaze.

Draco’s normally stunning, icy silver eyes were swimming with doubt and regret. His shoulders were tight, his neck held stiffly in place. Harry swallowed, his mouth suddenly dry. 

“There’s nothing to apologise for, Draco.”

“I shouldn’t have-”

“No, listen to me. It’s all right. I don’t care. It makes a lot of sense, actually.” Harry took a second to breathe, relaxing his grip on Draco. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I was going to, I swear! Once I started hiding it though, it became harder to bring it up. I shouldn’t have written the things I did, Harry. It was an invasion of privacy-”

Harry tightened his hold again, pulling Draco towards him. “Those things you wrote… did you mean them?”

Draco scowled. “You’re going to have to be more specific. I’ve written many things for Moonstone.”

“You know what I mean,” Harry all but growled, barely resisting the urge to lean in closer. “The- the love things.”

He felt Draco tense again, every muscle in his body seemingly locking into place. His mouth stayed stubbornly shut. 

“Because I want you to have meant them,” Harry whispered, his fingers tingling with nerves. “I- I like you, Draco.”

Draco gasped, his eyes widening the smallest amount. Then his face shuttered again, his expression closing off. “I don’t need you ridiculing me, Potter. I know perfectly well that you could never feel that way about me.”

“You’ve been flirting with me through horoscopes for months Draco! And I’ve been flirting back! Surely you must know.”

“You were not flirting back, Potter. Let me go.” He accentuated the demand with a swift tug of his wrist. 

Harry glared. “It’s Harry.”

Draco glared right back. 

“I’m being honest, Draco. Remember, back when Venus was going into its shadow period of retrograde? That horoscope mentioned something about a new love interest… was that when you started to like me?”

Draco sighed, his body relaxing infinitesimally. “No. That was when I began feeling brave enough to express it.”

Harry’s heart dropped out of his chest. The pins and needles spread from his fingertips up into his hands. “Serious?”

He nodded, taking a tiny step towards Harry. “Serious.”

Harry swallowed, his tongue darting out to lick his dry lips. “I’ve liked you for so long, Draco.”

“What are you going to do about it, then?”

Harry surged forwards, closing the gap between them in a second. His hand moved from Draco’s wrist to his waist, his other sliding into Draco’s hair as their lips met. The kiss started out soft, lovely, but very quickly heated up. Draco tugged on Harry’s hair, his tongue sliding into Harry’s mouth when his jaw dropped open on a gasp. 

The kiss was messy but perfect, and when he pulled away, gasping for breath, he reveled in the sight of Draco. His hair was a wreck from Harry’s fingers in it, his lips pink and swollen. He looked perfect. 

Just like the horoscopes always were.

~*~*~

Read on AO3

Masterlist

[graymatters]

The Distances We Covered | T | 2.3K

For @gameofdrarry​‘s Drarropoly ‘21: International Edition.

Tags: Angst and Fluff, Auror Harry Potter, Fugitive Draco Malfoy, Holidays (sort of), Running Away, Getting Back Together, Banter.

Summary: The last time Harry saw Draco, everything fell apart. After months of leaving letters unanswered, will Draco trust Harry enough to pick up the pieces?

Snippet: 

An angry rain taps against the translucent layer of magic above me when I see him, leaning over the railing and toeing at the rotting wood beneath his feet. The burning tip of his cigarette and his icy blond hair glare at me through the fog that’s slithered down from the Gastlosen mountains. He was supposed to arrive two weeks ago, according to the rumors, and the witnesses, and my own assumptions. But Draco never was one for meeting expectations, mine or anyone else’s.

Some things never change.

Read on AO3.

Thanks to @crazybutgood​ for the beta 💚

[gnarf]

A Fresh Start

Harry paced the office of Robards, unable to stand still for just one second. It was infuriating, his blood was running cold just thinking about the way they conducted themselves. "You can't just do nothing!"

"Mr Potter, we respected your wish to leave the Aurors, now you have to respect the way we deal with our cases."

The Head Auror looked bored as he flipped through the case file on his desk, not even looking up once to meet Harry's gaze.

"I would if you lot would actually deal with it! But you won't! Malfoy has been missing for over a month and you still haven't looked into it!" Harry exploded.

"Mr Potter, with all due respect, a missing Death Eater is not one of our top priorities. Even if he is in a relationship with the Saviour. If you leave now, I have more urgent business to tend to."

"He was cleared, you sorry son of a bitch!"

Turning on his heels Harry stormed out of the blasted Aurors Department. If they wouldn't try and find him, then Harry would. And he already knew where to start.

It wasn't like he actually enjoyed doing this, but it still gave him some kind of sick satisfaction.

Greyback was the missing link, the one Harry had tried to find. Now that he finally had him he wouldn't go easy.

Draco's life depended on Harry getting all the answers. And Greyback not speaking wouldn't stop him. It hadn't stopped him the last three times either.

Read the rest on AO3

My first entry for Drarropoly 2021 🎉 it's a bit dark but I hope you still enjoy 😄

[the-sinking-ship]

Drarropoly '20: Founders Edition

Quicksilver & Phoenix Fire

Pairing: Draco/Harry

Rating: M

Word count: 4,684 

Tags: Auror partners, wand lore, magical theory, mutual pining, powerful Harry

Fest/Collection: Drarropoly ‘20 Founders Edition @gameofdrarry​

Summary:

A wizard’s wand is a delicate thing, precisely suited to their magic. To wield another’s wand isn’t just intimate, it’s exceedingly rare. So what does it mean that Harry’s wand responds so beautifully in Draco’s hand?

Excerpt: 

Casting with Potter’s wand was… extraordinary. Draco’s own wand was a thing of precision—a sharp, hot blade through butter. Wielding Potter’s wand was like trying to hold back wildfire with his bare hands, and Draco’s magic absolutely roared through it with devastating ferocity.  His first counter-curse went wide, blasting from the tip of the wand and sending Draco stumbling backwards. But Draco refocused and tried again, and instead of aiming for his usual knifepoint precision, he let the spell span out, wide and wild. The attackers crumpled to the ground like rag dolls.

The magic snapped back sharply and Draco was reeling, gasping and clutching his chest. It felt as though he’d been punched in the gut, as if the blood in his veins had turned to fire and burned him to embers. Draco sunk to his knees, his hands flat against the pavement as he caught his breath and convinced his stuttering heart to carry on beating.

READ ON AO3

[gameofdrarry]

Drarropoly 2021: International Edition

Join us for the fourth annual game/fest where your creativity and Draco and Harry are the winning combination! 

📋 SIGNUPS ARE OPEN!!! 📋 

➡  Oct 15 - Jan 01 

🎲 GAMEPLAY 🎲 

➡  Nov 01 - Jan 01 

❓ What is Drarropoly ❓

Drarropoly is a Drarry Game/Fest for creators modeled after the board game Monopoly. Signups open October 15 and the game begins on November 1.

❓ How does it work  ❓

We created a virtual game board inspired by a variety of HP-themed places, items, and people! This year, the theme is the international wizarding world, with over 40 themed spaces on the board that feature tropes and traits inspired by the eight wizarding schools and by wizarding culture at large. Each space has its own unique writing prompt and parameters.

When you sign up to play, the mods roll the dice for you and move you on the board, informing you of your position and assigning you the corresponding prompt. Once you fill the prompt, you can begin the process again, moving on the board and receiving a new prompt. You may sign up at any time after the fest opens and complete any number of prompts, one or thirty! It’s up to you! 

➡ This is a stress-free event with no pressure. ⬅

Buckle up! The Ridiculously Long and Elaborate Rules (But Quite Simple, Really!) & FAQ are below!

❓ What kind of prompts  ❓

Each regular position has a prompt created to fill a Drarry trope or situation we all love. Most prompts offer two or three options the “player” may choose from, like quotes, tropes, or settings that fit that particular spot’s theme.

This year, as with previous iterations of the game/fest, there will be basic parameters that the writer will need to meet to submit their finished prompt. However, there will also be two additional levels. These additional (and completely optional!) levels require extra parameters like a greater word count, change in Point of View, or a very specific trope, but they also can earn more points for the player and their team.

There are also spots like Azka-Damn (with potential sizzling interpretations), Magical Transportation spots, International Newspapers spots, and other bonuses— all of which have multiple prompts and variations based on the player’s roll.

❓ What are the guidelines  ❓

The one hard and fast rule is obvious: IT MUST BE DRARRY.

You can include other background pairings and characters, even OT3, but Draco + Harry must be the main focus.

All ratings are welcome, please just make sure you tag your submission appropriately wherever you choose to post it.

There are no time limits in Game of Drarry events. Writers may move at their own pace with no pressure to submit. The game does, however, end on January 1, 2022, which is the last day to receive a new prompt. All prompts will be needed by January 10 to be counted for points.

❓ What about the different parameters ❓

The spirit of Game of Drarry is to encourage creativity and also challenge and inspire. We set various random word counts like Minimum: 433 - Maximum: 753 to get writers to think critically and make calculated choices about their storytelling.

❓ That sounds nice but what if an idea gets away from me and I write 2000 words for one of the prompts ❓

In previous iterations of the game/fest, we’ve allowed for word counts that exceed the given parameters by providing various types of punchcards for the players to utilise. This time around, players will be given the optional O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s levels for almost every single prompt which will up the possible word counts (and points!) to a maximum of 5000 words.

The punchcard option on this iteration of the game/fest will have (1) opportunity to pass on a prompt and (1) opportunity to change or alter the prompt and still submit it for points.

A bit of friendly competition!

Everyone knows the actual game of Monopoly notoriously ends when someone overturns the board and storms off angry. This game has a set conclusion for January 1, 2022. While it is a prompt-based Game/Fest, there is an added element of competition!

When you sign up, the mods will assign you a team at random to keep the numbers even. There are four teams total.

Our tally of your submissions sends points to your team. There are also options for bonus points and prompts.

Additionally, you’ll have access to the Game of Drarry Discord server where you can chat with other players, lounge around your team’s private channel, sprint, find betas to scream at, and have chat access to the mods.

❓ Where do I post my submissions  ❓

You may post your filled prompt on your chosen public platform. You will be asked to submit the link when you request to move forward on the board. You are encouraged to add your work to our AO3 collection, which is self-posting! The link will be available when the game begins.

❓  What are the prerequisites to participate ❓

The only prerequisite is that you must be 18 years or older. You do not need to have work posted publicly before the game/fest begins. You only need your imagination and a love of Drarry! 

TL;DR — This is a lot to keep track of….

It seems like it is, but the mods have a lovely set of spreadsheets and keep track of it all.

Once you sign up, the email you receive will have all the information you’ll need, including a link to the more detailed player’s handbook and the discord server!

And that’s really all you need to know!

Whether you play once or fifty times, we can’t wait to see your creative work!  

Have more questions? Email us at gameofdrarrymod at gmail dot com or shoot us an ask.

📋 SIGNUPS 📋 Oct 15 - Nov 01 

🎲 GAMEPLAY 🎲 Nov 01 - Jan 01

[laserswordtraining]

I was gonna go to bed then I got my first drarropoly prompt… and stayed up an extra two and a half hours to start it :)

[glittering-git]

Dragonhide Trousers Required

After two weeks of training with Malfoy, Harry can’t help blurting out, “Are you required to wear dragonhide trousers? Like is it written in your contract somewhere that you must be wearing them at all times?” 

Malfoy looks up from the forest floor, where they’re gathering a few potions ingredients. “I don’t wear them all the time,” he drawls. “I prefer to sleep in the nude, thank you very much.” 

My first prompt for @gameofdrarry​‘s Drarropoly ‘20 Founders Edition! Beta’ed by the lovely @fw00shy <3

READ ON AO3

[crazybutgood]

Images' description: snippets from my origami for drarropoly! you can check out the full six works on ao3 if you like 😊

Full works on ao3: cbg folds: Drarropoly 2022

ahh game play for drarropoly is over :') I had a lot of fun challenging myself to come up with origami ideas based on the prompts, and I couldn't have done it without the support of the wonderful @getawayfox @m4g0rtz @sugareey-makes-stuff and @lumosatnight 🥰 I really appreciate all your help. Thank you as well to the lovelies who cheered along with the posting during game play! Your encouragement and comments kept me going ❣️

[orpheous87]

Title: The Stars Align

Rating: G

Word Count: 806 words

Tags: Hogwarts Eighth Year, Fluff, Pre-Slash

Summary: Draco writes the horoscopes for the newly established school newspaper, and if that means giving Potter some extra luck, then so be it.

Written for @gameofdrarry‘s Drarropoly: International Edition.

[Read on AO3]