#drarry 8th year

[slyth-princess]

I love that so many fic writers that do eighth year Drarry fics (myself included) decide “hm, magic castle that magically has exactly the number of beds needed for each dorm but magically can’t magically make room for an extra few students to come back and thus must magically have a new magic dorm so Draco and Harry can’t magically avoid each other”

[dothsexth]

Harry does NOT like Draco malfoy thank you very much.

Harry had a sneaky habit of walking outside of Hogwarts at night.

It had been about a year since the war. Hogwarts had decided to continue the education of the previous 7th years.

The "death eaters" we're reinvited too. The bullying had been brutal.

Harry hated it. He hated how people treated him. He hated how people treated the slytherins. He hated how everything was in shambles. He thought at least after the war people would live in peace.

"Hey Harry" He heard Draco call him.

Harry had found Draco on one of his walks. With a lot of distrust in each side they'd slowly become friends.

Harry enjoyed his company. The dull sense of humor appealed to him.

They would talk for hours. Harry was surprised at the familiarity between them.

"Hey Draco. What's up today?"

"Something funny happened actually, Someone asked me to the Dance. It's quite funny how almost everyone despises every inch of me but someone still finds me remotely appealing. "

"Don't be ridiculous. Plenty of people find you appealing. And who cares what anyone thinks." Harry smiled at Draco.

They fell silent as they walked close to each other.

"Wait. Who asked you out? " Harry abruptly asked.

"Oh. This ravenclaw 6th year called Sebastian. "

Harry came to a halt as he looked at Draco.

"A boy? "

"I don't know girls named Sebastian" He joked with a hint of nervousness in his voice.

"I didn't... Uhh....... Oh you- I-"

"Is that not okay Harry? "

"No yes I mean of course I just didn't - I mean obviously-"

Harry sees Draco laughing at his awkward fumbling.

See, the reason for Harry's awkwardness was that he himself had started wondering the kind of people he liked.

He thought he came under the branch of what muggles called bisexuals.

"Anyway. I said no. Sebastian was very handsome but the last thing I want people to know is that I'm gay. There's plenty of things they already tease me of so-"

Harry felt an Ugly feeling at his pit when Draco said Sebastian was handsome. Probably jealousy at how Draco knew his sexuality confidently.

END OF PART 1.

[ziggystqrdust]

confused because

It's not like I'm falling in love, I just want ya

To do me no good

And you look like you could

[basiatlu]

Drawtober Day 2: Twisted

With fingers twisted and worries smoothed, Harry let go of a deep sigh he hadn’t realized he had been holding.

[thekeythief]

[annimir]

Draco Malfoy

Main Floor, Hogwarts

as seen by Harry James Potter

Circa 8th year (they’re about to fall in love)

[beloved-child-of-the-house]

Draco had got barely halfway across the Entrance Hall when it happened. He felt the Trip Jinx round his ankles before he saw his assailants, and he went sprawling hard onto the cold stone floor, the wind knocked out of him, his wand spinning away to clatter out of sight and well out of reach. He lay on his front, coughing and gasping with ugly laughter ringing in his ears.

"Nasty tumble, there Malfoy," jeered someone behind him. "You want to mind where you're going, or you could hurt yourself."

Draco pushed up onto his hands and knees, still trying to get his breath. There was no way he could reach his wand before they jinxed him again; he hadn't even seen where it landed. He never was any good at muggle duelling. He got one leg under him, bracing himself to be knocked flat again, and heard a shout from above him.

"Protego!"

The jinx bounced off the Shield, and Draco got to his feet under its protection. Harry Potter was striding down the marble staircase toward them looking like a thunderstorm. Halfway along he stooped and picked up Draco's wand. He hardly glanced at Draco as he passed him and marched up to the little knot of seventh years picking themselves up from where they'd been hit by the rebounding jinx.

"Think it's funny to knock people down, do you, McLaggen?" snarled Potter, glaring up at the biggest of the lot.

"Oh don't get your wand in a knot, Potter. It's only Malfoy," said McLaggen in the sort of tone you might use to say 'It's only a slug.' "No love lost there, eh?"

"It doesn't matter who it is! We're not doing things like that anymore," Potter said furiously. "We just got done with a fucking war, and you want to keep fighting? You lot want to keep it going just for fun? Well, I don't, and I better not see you do that again! Now clear off! Twenty points from Gryffindor!"

"You can't--"

"Too fucking right I can! Now get back to your common room!" And, perhaps because Potter was Head Boy, perhaps because he looked like he could spit nails, or perhaps simply because he was Harry Potter, they did clear off. Potter watched them go, then turned to Draco. He still looked quite angry, but he was clearly trying to gather himself, "You okay?"

Draco had grazed his palms rather badly from throwing his hands out when he landed; his left wrist and forefinger were throbbing mightily, and his chest still ached, but he shrugged, "Fine."

Potter grabbed his sleeve and pulled Draco toward him to inspect his injuries, "Liar. You should go to the hospital wing and get that sorted out."

"I'll live," said Draco, but he didn't withdraw.

Potter frowned at him, chewed his lip. "I heal it for you if you'd rather," he offered after a moment.

"If nothing else will please you."

Potter pointed his wand at Draco's bleeding hands, "Episkey." The scrapes vanished, and Draco felt the spell heal his sprained wrist and finger as well. Potter pressed something into Draco's hands. Draco's wand. Draco had already forgotten he'd picked it up.

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Excerpt from my new fic Queen of the Weeds! Drarry, Rated E, 60K. This is a coming of age story about figuring out who you're going to be and what you're going to do after your life very publicly falls apart. Draco and Harry become friends and more after they both return to Hogwarts for their 8th year after the war.

This fic is not a WIP, it is complete. I will be posting new chapters on Sundays and Thursdays until the whole thing is up.

Also gratitude to Allie @oflights from whom I got the poem that I took the title from.

Edit: This fic is now completely posted! You can read all 10 chapters now now now! I hope you enjoy reading it, because it was such a genuine pleasure to write, and I'm really going to miss working on it! Get the whole story here on AO3!

[thoughtsewn]

8th year draco + small harold! new to using tumblr, but it’s definitely enjoyable : )

[dutchbabey]

I eat up 8th year fics EVERY SINGLE TIME like yes tell me how all 8th years have their own house and how things are different now and how Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy understand each other deeply yes yES YES YES

[kk1smet]

What happens when you're not careful enough.

Quick sketch because I'll be out in the country for days. Feel free to drop by the askbox though! ♥︎ - K

[short666bread]

[sitp-recs]

any cutesy 8th year recs?? :) thank u

Sure, here are some!

Thermodynamic Equilibrium by DorthyAnn (T, 5k)

Harry's far too hot. Draco's always cold. And somehow against all odds, together they create a perfect equilibrium.

Good Company by Greenflares (T, 8k)

With Hermione and Ron always together, Harry's return to Hogwarts to complete his education isn't exactly fun. Somehow, it's his unlikely friendship with Malfoy that keeps him sane.

What Country, Friends, Is This? by khalulu (M, 8k)

When Harry and Draco are paired up for a nebulous “capstone project” in 8th year, Draco suggests they use it as an opportunity to take a free Grand Tour of Europe. Harry isn’t interested in being grand, and they soon veer off the beaten path. The journey to find what (and who) you really want can lead to unexpected places.

Stand Back: I'm About to Perform Archaeology by Blowfish_Diaries (E, 10k)

A new Muggle Studies professor takes the Eighth Year students to work on an archaeological excavation. In which Draco is lazy, Harry is sweaty, Hermione is drunk, and Ron turns red.

Nice Things by aideomai (M, 22k)

The first thing that happened was Theodore Nott came back from France.

All Things Go by iota (E, 32k)

Draco’s back at Hogwarts by court order. Harry’s back for no particular reason at all. Some things change, some stay the same. Neither expects to spend eighth-year living in close quarters, playing rugby (poorly), staying up late, sneaking around, and finally figuring it all out.

The Romantic Prawn Who Loved Christmas by @bixgirl1 (E, 39k)

When Draco, forced into sharing a room with Potter for the year, finds out that Potter has a sleepwalking problem, he expects the odd conversations and the weird games of chess. What comes as a complete shock are Potter's other activities...And why he seems so intent on having Draco join him.

Catch 22 by jad (E, 50k)

As if NEWTS weren't enough, Dumbledore's gone and had another one of his 'bright ideas.' If all ends well, the Houses will be getting along in no time. Or according to Harry's correspondent, an Apocalypse will be in order.

The Promise of Summer by Omi_Ohmy (M, 66k)

How was Harry supposed to know that coming back for eighth year would be so confusing? Everything is the same, and yet not the same. And nowhere is this more obvious than with Draco Malfoy. Harry finds himself once more watching and following Malfoy, trying to work him out. When they are drawn together to heal the castle, Harry doesn’t just find Malfoy - he also finds himself.

Right Hand Red by lq_traintracks (E, 73k)

Harry felt Malfoy's breath on his lips as they came together over the bottle, hands firmly planted on the floor as though they each needed their familiar soil, refusing to cross into enemy territory. Except that Malfoy no longer felt like his enemy. Malfoy felt inevitable.

[halloworhorecrux]

I like to think when Harry saw Draco getting bullied on the train for 8th year. He did, in fact, STRUT and quote

" So its true then, what they're saying on the train. Draco Malfoy has come to Hogwarts. Names Potter, Harry Potter."

And the kids scoff because of course they know him but it's the perfect response for what Harry intends.

" Think my names funny, do you? No need to ask yours. "

shifts back to Malfoy and reaches out helping him up, but Draco is beyond annoyed because he could handle himself Potter.

"Don't want to go making friends with wrong sort, I can help you there"

This is the beginning of his James Potter Era.

Draco just huffs and walks away from that arrogant toerag using his lines to embarress Draco. When in reality Harry has just realized that he is going wife up that prickly blonde. Harry just needs a couple more encounters to realize what he is doing.

Lies, Hermione has to tell him to stop flirting with Malfoy because it's just getting embarrassing watching Harry crash and burn, trying to impress Draco Malfoy.

Harry strutting up to malfoy in the library. He does the whole pulling out a chair and tipping backwards with his feet on the table*wandlessly* saying the cheesiest lines "Sorry for returning you late, but you had fine written all over you" .

Draco is unimpressed. He packs up his stuff with a wordless flick of his wand. He gets in Harry face as he whispers, " If braincells were currency, you couldn't afford a paperbag, much less a fine." He then tips Harry onto the floor with a push against his chest. "Idiot" and walks away with a sway of his hips. Poor Draco still thinks this is all revenge. Harry is a flustered mess on the floor because Draco lips were so close.

Potions class is unbearable for the Blonde because anytime they have to partner up, he yells out, " Oi, Malfoy, guess you must have had some Felix felicis because I'm all yours"

[anzukero]

cozy 8th year study session

[basiatlu]

That ethereal moment when you forget what you were doing because the sunlight gleamed off the silver white hair of your so-called childhood nemesis turned mutually begrudging war enemies turned awkwardly and emotionally loaded school crush — wait what??

[thekeythief]