#hermione becomes his tutor after all

[bridenore]

HD eight year fic recs : 50k+ words

Here are a few drarry eight year fic recs that are between 30k and 50k words. Posted in alphabetical order, as always.

You can access my rec lists for eight year fics that have less than 10k words here, between 10k and 20k here, between 20k and 30k here and between 30k and 50k here.

Arms Wide Open: Hogwarts by Sita_Z [28k]

Harry did not expect his Eighth Year to involve any more investigations of abandoned bathrooms. Nor did he expect to come across Draco Malfoy there, alone, bleeding and in late-stage labor. Arms Wide Open: Grimmauld Place by Sita_Z [36k] After leaving Hogwarts, Harry and Draco face an uncertain future, raising Scorpius and dealing with the wizarding world’s reaction to their situation. Sequel to Arms Wide Open: Hogwarts.

At Your Service by @faith2wood [95k]

Hogwarts students are in danger; Harry is determined to save them all. There’s only one thing he knows for certain: Draco Malfoy is somehow involved.

Azoth by @lol-zeitgeistic [88k]

Now that Harry is back at Hogwarts with Hermione for eighth year, he realises that something’s missing from his life, and it either has to do with Ron, his boggart, Snape, or Malfoy. Furthermore, what, exactly, does it mean when one’s life is defined by the desire to simultaneously impress and annoy a portrait? Harry has no idea; he’s too busy trying not to be in love with Malfoy to care.

Beholden by @faith2wood [123k]

Draco Malfoy might not be a killer, but it turns out he's an effective painkiller. If stopping pain was all Draco's touch did, things might not be so complicated, but either way Harry can't afford to be choosy.

The Changing Lights by lazywonderland [142k]

Harry returns for an eighth year following the end of the war and realises that although he's put his own animosity towards Malfoy aside, no one else seems to have done the same. When a hex leaves his oldest rival in the body of a female and ridicule doubles, Harry discovers that his hero complex is a difficult thing to fight.

Exceeds Eggspectations by Elle Gray (LGray) [61k]

Eighth year. Winter. Christmas has been and gone. Harry’s just been dumped and so has Malfoy. There’s a stupid fake baby assignment to be done, and what’s the harm in doing it together, really, when life is this shit already? This is not slow burn, this is a roman candle pointed at a pile of dry twigs that represent your heart.

Firebond by Oakstone730 / @i-didnt-wanna-do-it​ [94k]

Draco is forced to tutor Harry in potions. A slight problem occurs.

Golden Age by @lol-zeitgeistic [52k]

The Celtic druids once made a decision that kept magic in abundance in Britannia, but they couldn’t account for the technological advances Muggles would make centuries later. Now magic is dying on the isles, and this is not a dark lord that Harry can fight. OR: Harry Potter doesn’t save the world this time, but he does get a lot of hugs.

Graceless Heart by shushu_yaoi_lj / @orange-peony​ [132k]

Harry is lost and broken after the war. He has gone to countless funerals, broken up with Ginny, moved back into Grimmauld Place—which feels darker and dirtier than ever before despite how much he tries to fix it. He feels lonely and desperate, but he won’t ask for help, and he still can’t cry. When he agreed to help the Aurors at Malfoy Manor over the summer, he thought that he would be breaking dark curses. Harry never thought that he would actually spend his days sorting out dusty books with Draco Malfoy, or teaching him how to cook. Little by little, as they begin to navigate their life post-war, Harry and Draco become intimate…in more ways than Harry could have ever expected.

Helix by Saras_Girl [92k]

Seven months after the end of the war, Harry is feeling lost. Fortunately, he is about to be offered an unexpected and sparkling chance to find himself again. [2014 advent fic]

It’s No Great Mystery by @agentmoppet​ [57k]

Who on earth decided that bringing back the Yule Ball for their eighth year would be a good idea? It feels like the worst day of Harry’s life, watching everyone get glammed up like the war never happened, like the last Triwizard Tournament wasn’t such a colossal failure. And then it happens again. And again. And again.

Manticoria by @lol-zeitgeistic [70k]

In the dangerous days after Voldemort’s fall, Harry struggles to find a way to be with Draco—again. But as the magical world threatens to die all around them, it might be more difficult than he thought. Includes dying wards, dying beasts, and love struggling to live; sentient magic, wandlore, Founder lore, potion lore, and ward lore; and of course there is Zacharias Smith to ruin everything, as usual.

Mental by sara_holmes [156k]

Harry has had quite enough of sharing his mind with someone else, thankyouverymuch. A miscast Legilimecy spell says otherwise.

My Little Berserker by @aelys-althea  [105k]

Eighth year was supposed to be calm. Moderated. Peaceful, even. Draco returned to escape the chaos wrought upon his shambles of a life and Harry to flee the responsibility of a world that sees him as something greater than was truly possible. Hogwarts was a safe haven, right? At least it was until Hagrid comes up with the wonderful idea to introduce some additional members to the student body of the fluffier variety. Hagrid doesn’t do moderated - where’s the fun in that?

The Nightmare Club by Elle Gray [85k]

Hermione and Ron are going back to Hogwarts to do N.E.W.T.s, Ginny isn’t. Harry hasn’t decided, until he has, in front of the Wizengamot and now he’s responsible for Malfoy as well. A tale of enemies who learn to get along, get it wrong and get it on. Everything is purple, some things are on fire and no-one is sleeping properly. But don’t worry, there’s tea!

Not in the Hands of Boys by @fourth-rose [130k] *incomplete

Once the final battle is won, life must go on, although it can be even harder to master than death. Back at Hogwarts for his final year of school, Harry tries to cope with everything he's been through. As the world around him struggles for a way back to normality, he is forced to realise that in the long run, living takes a lot more courage than dying.

Objects of Desire by Azrael Geffen [400k+]

The dream team sign a magical contract promising to lose their virginities within the year, they soon fix on the objects of their desires, but will the bitterness left in the wake of the war prove too hurtful for love to exist?

Ocean of Storms by Bounding-Heart [113k]

The war is over and Harry has returned to help rebuild Hogwarts. He longs to move forwards, but the past refuses to let him go. The castle is full of ghosts: haunting nightmares, the deaths he couldn’t prevent, and the age-old rivalry that Draco Malfoy seems determined to maintain.

Owl Was Well by @fencer-x [66k]

Draco Malfoy is not an owl, really he isn’t. He simply assumes the shape of one on occasion when he wants to find a bit of privacy—a goal entirely thwarted because Harry Potter doesn’t understand you can’t just grab any old bird from the Owlery and force it to send your missives and deliver your packages.

The Promise of Summer by Omi_Ohmy [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.

red and green are complimentary colours by  ace_0fhearts [88k]

After the war Hermione manages to convince Harry to go back to Hogwarts for his eighth year. Expecting an uneventful year of classes and rooming with the other Gryffindor boys, he’s surprised when McGonagall tells him he’ll be sharing a room with Draco Malfoy. Now Harry has to get through a year of arguments and awkward silences. Or he would, if Malfoy would stop ignoring him and moping around the castle alone. Or: Draco and Harry fall in love through sleepless nights and late night quidditch games

Reparo by amalin [84k]

Voldemort’s final defeat does not mean Harry Potter’s troubles are over; far from it. In the aftermath of war, he returns to a Hogwarts that is fractured and divided, but this is no break that can be fixed with a spell. New owls, fading scars, surprising alliances—and along the way, the hardest task of all, to live with it. 

Right Hand Red by @lqtraintracks [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.

The Silent World Within You by @femmequixotic and @noeeon [95k]

Harry only wanted Malfoy for one night, one birthday. It wasn’t meant to be anything more.

spins madly on by asofthaven [56k]

As part of his probation, Draco Malfoy returns to Hogwarts to complete his N.E.W.T.s. Gobstones, the political machinations of the Hogwarts student body, and one Harry James Potter captures Draco’s attention instead.

Things Worth Knowing by @femmequixotic and @noeeon [164k]

After the Battle, Harry thinks he’s left Hogwarts for good, but Minerva insists that all students return for an Eighth Year if they wish to sit for NEWTs in the spring, and Harry needs those NEWTs to go into the Aurors. Draco’s just grateful not to be in Azkaban. Or the Manor. He’s hoping he can steer clear of Potter this year and grapple with his own problems. Unfortunately for him, Potter appears to be one of those problems. And that’s not even addressing the fact that Potter’s got serious issues of his own, which Draco realises as he’s forced to share an Eighth Year dormitory room and several classes with the Gryffindor Git. If only they can make it through the year without killing each other, it should be all right, shouldn’t it?

Written on the Heart by who_la_hoop [113k] 

Harry doesn’t mind that so many Slytherins from his year have returned to finish their NEWTs, really he doesn’t. It’s just – do they have to be so friendly? He’s not prejudiced, really he’s not. It’s just – they’ve got to be up to something, right? Unnerved by the attention he’s attracting from everyone – the Slytherins are the least of it, to be fair – and struggling with a raft of changes to Hogwarts itself, Harry wishes he could be happy that one constant remains: Draco Malfoy really fucking hates him. When he’s hit by an illegal love-spell though, Harry finds he has more to worry about than whether or not Blaise Zabini actually wants to be his friend. For if everyone affected has been blessed – or cursed, by the look on Malfoy’s face – with a magical tattoo revealing the name of their soulmate, what does it mean that Harry’s skin remains completely bare?

You’ve Got Owl Post by @slyth-princess [50k]

After discovering muggle romantic comedies during winter break, Pansy Parkinson and Luna Lovegood decide to launch an ambitious project called You’ve Got Owl Post which matches up students through an enchanted notebook so they can send letters to each other without knowing who is at the other end. It is an instant hit. Harry, without his friends knowing, is one of the first to join. And he rapidly finds a kindred soul on the other side of the pages. In real life, however, he is once again plagued by Draco Malfoy. After fighting in class, McGonagall has had enough. So, as punishment and a lesson, she assigns them the running of that years dueling club. Everyone, including Harry and Draco, assumes it will be a disaster. However, sometimes the people you think you know the best are the ones who can surprise you the most. A story of letters, bets, friendship, love, forgiveness, and discovering who you really are.

I hope you enjoy these stories as much as I did!

[dark-elf-writes]

Ron mob wifeI awesome cause he would be an amazing house husband and since he grew up with Fred and George he knows all the tricks to get weird stains out.

Hermione somehow becomes a crime lord and ends up with Victor Krum again who is happily her kept man while she does crime and snuggles things like books to areas that need them. Or hands out free medicine. Or something.

Harry just finds his own handsome mob man while raising Teddy and doing tutoring.

The golden trio cornering three crime families either directly or indirectly directly and forcing them into alliances because they will not stand for anything else. The three of them were family after all had fought and bled for each other. Ties like that didn’t disappear because of something as silly as business.

Also Hermione being the only active member is so fitting and hilarious tbh. She would not sit back and let anyone else run the family for her and Viktor is more than willing to be her arm candy.

Thinking about who Harry would be with. Maybe an oc? Open to suggestions.

[r2d2lover]

5 Galleons Pt. 1

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Reader

Rating: E

Word Count: 2.7k

Warnings: THIS PARTICULAR PART CONTAINS NO SMUT. Fluff and angst with smut in pt. 2, slight praise kink, blowjobs, unprotected sex, PIV sex, Fred bets that he can bed you by the end of the week. Cheesy Amortentia bit. Honestly was just a brain dump of a Fred scenario I've been wanting to write.

Summary:

The Hufflepuff Princess becomes the focus of Fred Weasley’s newest dare.

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This is posted on Tumblr combining Chapters 1+2 and Chapters 3+4 for easy reading.

"Oh, you could never, Weasley," McLaggen challenged, pulling his Gryffindor jumper over his head. Fred flexed his fingers, unable to back down from a dare.

"Yeah, what makes you say that?" Fred smoothed down the front of his button up, a devious spark lighting up his eyes. George slapped the back of his brother, in a way that Fred thought he was trying to expel his bad thoughts.

"The Hufflepuff Princess? She makes Hermoine Granger look like a party animal," George laughed. Fred snorted, letting his mind wander to the girl they were talking about.

The sixth year student that was tonight's focus of the Gryffindor locker room was nicknamed the Hufflepuff Princess because of her uptight academic nature. She and Hermione were best friends, spending countless hours in the library studying together. Really, they should've been Ravenclaws.

But, Merlin, was she beautiful. Fred shared Potions and Charms class with her, but of course he sat in the back poking fun of the lecture while she sat attentively in the front. He would admire her neat, almost sterile appearance, but mostly he admired how her golden robes fitted her body. Fred thought back to the time they were paired up for a Potions assignment and he accidentally stirred clockwise instead of counter, making the concoction explode all over her robes. When she shed her stained robes, Fred couldn't take his eyes off of the way her white button-up cinched her waist, accentuating every curve. Not to mention how her old skirt was getting ever-so slightly too tight and too short. Unfortunately, according to the locker room, everyone else noticed her behind her rigidness and wanted a chance at loosening her up.

Fred was determined that he would get her to fold. Surely, he had the best chances since he had actually talked to her and if he didn't soften all his attempts at getting to know her with bad jokes, they might even be friends.

"Let's make this interesting. 2 Galleons if you can do it, mate," McLaggen pursed his lips. This caused Fred and George to laugh with great delight. The other members of the Quidditch team were listening in with matched curiosity.

"Say, 5 Galleons if I can do it by the end of the week. This Friday after the Hufflepuff Gryffindor game," Fred boasted, which caused a chorus of bewildered coos. Fred felt powerful leading the group to the Great Hall for dinner, but he felt even more powerful knowing that they doubted him.

"I'll take that bet. There's no way you bed her at the end of this week," McLaggen laughed, holding open the door for Fred.

"Oh, you'll see."

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He tried to talk her up in the Great Hall during dinner, but the Gryffindors were watching like it was a show unfolding.

"Hey," he said in a cool tone, sitting down beside her and her friend that he had never met. "Did you, er, finish the Potions homework?"

She set down her goblet with an amused look on her face. Fred was fixated on the way her hair was pulled back and out of her face, not a single strand out of place.

"I haven't started it. Why? Do you need help on it?" She looked embarrassed because her friend started giggling uncontrollably. Fred smirked, deciding to go in for the kill.

"Yeah, I've been struggling with it. I can't say no to some one-on-one tutoring. Are you free tonight?" He locked eyes with her, hoping that she wouldn't say no. Her stammering caused a flutter in his chest. Fred quickly glanced over to the Gryffindors that had their eyes trained on him, but looked back at her quickly with a grin, praying that she didn't hear the laughs and not-so-silent cheering from the other table. Luckily, her back was to them.

"I- Yes. I'm free," She said sheepishly, looking back down at her plate. As Fred stood up to leave, he decided to add a little flourish for the onlooking crowd. Fred lifted her face with two fingers, tilting her head up to look at him. He clenched his jaw while dirty thoughts started to swirl around his mind.

"Sounds like a date," Fred smirked, leaving her stunned and her face as red as the Gryffindor's table runner. When he walked away from the Hufflepuff table, he threw a wink to Cormac and George.

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You gathered up all your Potions notes nervously, checking the clock for the third time already. Your best friend laughed at the disheveled sight of you, a certainly welcomed change.

"I can't believe you're acting like this over Fred Weasley. You know, he's not even going to pay attention. He's going to be too busy trying to get in your pants," you threw a pillow at your friend who turned into a giggling fit. "Don't worry, I'll cover you when the other prefect does bed checks!"

You descended down into the Central Hall, looking around the large mermaid fountain for Fred. You couldn't help but think of your friend's comments, despite the larger nagging feeling of wanting it to be true. Fred Weasley was truly the antithesis of who you were: handsomely disordered, outspoken, and popular. You convinced yourself that he was this way with every girl, thinking back to the time he made a lame pass at Angelina Johnson at the Quidditch Pitch during an open practice for everyone to see. You found Fred attractive the reason you found Muggle Studies interesting: the mystification of the entire idea. You shook you head with a silent laugh to yourself. How could you be interested in a boy you compared to an extracurricular class?

"Sorry I'm late, love," Fred crept up behind you, making you jump a little. You turned around with a small frown on you face. He was only carrying his potions book, with his wand and quill sticking haphazardly out of his pocket. His shirt was half untucked, with no tie adorning his neck. You couldn't help but get distracted at how the unbuttoned top of his shirt highlighted his collarbones and- Before you could come up with another thought, you cleared your throat.

"It's fine. Shall we?" You gestured towards the library doors. Before you turned your back towards him to head towards the library, you swear you could see a smirk on his face. He swiftly moved past you so that he could open the door for you. "Oh, what a gentleman."

"I try," Fred let you lead him to your favorite part of the library, your own little study corner. It was a secluded nook with two large plush chairs that faced a large window that overlooked the grounds. You were surprised that it was always available to you when you wanted, probably because it was so far back into the library.

"This is cozy," Fred plopped down on one of the armchairs, enchanting the other one closer to him. "And so far from the prying eyes of the public."

You ignored his suggestive tone and opened your potions book to the lesson that was covered today. Admittedly, you had trouble with brewing Veritaserum, due to its maturing phase. You were sure you had it down, but you wouldn't know until the next lunar phase. While the class was to wait for the potion to be ready, you had to memorize its other properties. It was easy enough to go over it with Fred, making you wonder why he needed your help in the first place. He had paid attention for the past hour, asking you strictly academic questions that made you actually flip through your notes for the answer.

"Virtually water... Makes one confess...," Fred mused aloud, penning down his notes. He looked up at you with a devious grin. "And what kind of secrets would you be spilling if you had a sip of Vertiaserum?"

You felt your face get hot as you looked up from your own writing to meet Fred's watchful gaze. You bit your lip nervously, trying to think of something to say.

"Probably something better than any secrets you're hiding," You said, feeling pretty lame at your answer. You couldn't possibly outwit the king of wit himself. Fred chuckled and seemed as if he was reaching a hand out towards you, but restrained himself.

"Ahem. Should we be absolutely studious and get a head start on tomorrow's lesson," Fred said, out of character. You were surprised at his suggestion, but flipped forward to the lesson prepared for tomorrow. Fred laughed at your reaction to the heading title of tomorrow's chapter: Amortentia.

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The class gathered around the cauldron that bubbled with a pearly substance.  "Does anyone know what potion this is?" asked the professor, looking over at the eager crowd. You raised your hand ready to answer, but much to the class's surprise, Fred blurted out the answer. He had moved closer to where you were standing, probably to say something witty during the lesson.

"Amortentia," Fred smirked at you, causing you to look away quickly. You turned your attention back to the shimmering liquid, hypnotized by the way it moved. The professor looked happily surprised at the way his goofiest student was able to answer the question.

"Very good, Mr. Weasley," He praised, giving a nod of approval. "Really, it was all thanks to her," Fred complimented, patting you on the shoulder. The rest of the class looked at you with the same surprise as the professor's but you simply waved you hand dismissively.

"Ah, clever as well as humble. Very well. Points to Gryffindor and Hufflepuff for being so studious," the professor smiled. "Now, we are studying this potion today because it is the most powerful and dangerous concoction known to wizard kind. It doesn't create real love, however, but instead an obsessive infatuation to the drinker. Its scent also differs for each person, drawing on what the person finds attractive. Now, go ahead and take a whiff. How about our scholars first?" The professor invited you and Fred up to the bubbling cauldron. Fred stepped up first, taking a deep breath. He frowned and looked back at you, waving a hand to signal you to step back.

"What's wrong?" You asked, stepping even closer.

"Nothing. Could you back up? Your perfume is overpowering anything in this caul-" Fred began, stopping mid-sentence when he realized the rest of the class started giggling. His face heated up, almost matching the color of his hair.

"I didn't put on any perfume this morning. I was running late," You said in a low, shaky voice. Your heartbeat was racing. Fred quickly stepped back from the cauldron, making his way back to the class to hide in the sea of students. You took a big gulp before stepping up to smell the cauldron yourself. A mixture of leather and grass as well as firewood filled your nose. You didn't want to admit it, but you thought you caught a small whiff of a musky pine cologne. The leather grassy smell brought you to the Quidditch Pitch and you shook your head trying to focus on the lecture instead. You ignored the urge to find Fred in the crowd, instead pulling out your Potions notebook. Once the class dismissed, you quickly left the classroom, hoping to avoid Fred. You decided that he was simply making a joke for the entire crowd and you ducked your head as you walked to Divination class.

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When you told your friend about what had happened in Potions class, she squealed with such delight, even the Ravenclaw table looked over at the two of you. You thanked Merlin that the Gryffindor table was on the other end of the Great Hall. You wanted to be the first to tell your best friend about what happened in an attempt to beat the rumor mill.

"That's so cute!What did you smell?" Your best friend gushed, completely forgetting her dinner. You felt your face get hot, shoveling another bite into your mouth in order to distract yourself.

"I think he was just making a joke. He's like that. Remember Angelina Johnson? Anyways, I smelled the Qudditch Pitch, you know, leather and grass. And fire. I have no idea what that means though," You shrugged.

"I think you know exactly what it means," Your best friend beamed. 

"Ah, you're talking about Quidditch? Does that mean you're ready for this weekend's game? It's going to be a tough one. I've been telling people that Hufflepuff is on the up and up," Cedric Diggory, the Hufflepuff Quidditch captain, leaned over into your conversation. You hoped that the Amortentia was actually about Cedric, your longtime friend and childhood crush. You felt like there was always some tension between you two, but since the both of you felt too close to let something frivolous ruin your relationship, the both of you agreed to be friends. That didn't mean he was one of the handsomest boys in your grade, though, and being the Quidditch house captain only added to his attractiveness. You looked over at the Gryffindor table where Fred was telling some grandiose story with both his hands, trying to deflect your thoughts. Tonight, your had asked your friend to switch seats with her in a not-so discreet attempt to see if Fred would tell the other Gryffindors about class today. He didn't seem like he was informing his other housemates of his embarrassment during class, but he did catch you staring and threw a wink at you. 

"I think I'm going to get started on my homework now so I can get it all done before this weekend," You stood up after Fred winked at you, rushing out of the Great Hall. Your friend waved you off as you exited through the side doors into the outdoor courtyard. You decided to take the long way back to your common room in order to avoid any unwanted questions. Unfortunately, before you could make it halfway across the courtyard, you turned your head at the sounds of the Great Hall doors opening after you. Fred emerged from the doors, humming happily. You took a deep breath, weighing your choices between running and hexing him.

"Hey! Can we talk?" Fred called out. Your body decided to freeze and all you could do was turn around slowly and nod. "Come on, walk with me. We'll need a little more privacy than this.

Fred lead you to the side of the courtyard corridor, then backed you up into the corner, effectively pinning you between the wall and himself. He leaned against the wall on one shoulder and pushed his hair out of his face, giving that famous Weasley smirk. You felt like you could barely breathe from the nervousness. You swear you could hear his racing heartbeat as well.

"I think everyone has said everything they possibly could about what happened in Potions today. I don't want to talk about that. Instead, I want to propose a bet," Fred stared intently at you, pleased at your bumbling state. You cursed him in your head. You never wavered to anyone, why was he so different?

"Oh? And what's that? Hopefully something about how you'll finish all your assignments on time?" You asked, meeting his gaze. Fred laughed and stood up straight.

"Yeah, right. No, it's about this weekend's Quidditch game. If Gryffindor wins, you have to come to our afterparty. And wear your hair down," Fred wagered, flicking your ponytail jokingly. Your face turned red, but you hoped that the firelight of the nearby brazier hid it. You could nearly gather your thoughts, however, you couldn't let Fred's smugness continue.

"Alright. What do I get if Hufflepuff wins?" You countered, fixing your hair.

"Love, we know that won't be happening," Fred laughed when you pushed on his chest defensively. 

"How about you do my Potions homework for two weeks?" You really couldn't think of anything that wanted from him. 

"Ugh, pick something fun," Fred groaned. 

"Fine, if Hufflepuff wins, you come to our afterparty. Without my help sneaking in, so I hope you don't get sprayed by vinegar," You suggested, crossing your arms. As the words left your mouth, you wished you never suggested that. The whole ordeal seemed to be in his favor. You would just have to make sure that he didn't know the password to your common room so that you could see him doused in vinegar. His smirk made you less confident.

"Oh, deal."

Part 2

[harryissuchalittleshit]

Do you have any Drastoria headcanons you'd liked to share?

I love Drastoria, they are so soft and sweet!

Draco wrote Astoria everyday they were separated while she was in school and he wasn’t

It was the start of their relationship, him giving her all these little bits and pieces of himself

Astoria in turn wrote back with questions and declarations of her own, though she only wrote back once a week

They rarely saw each other until she graduated, but the few moments they had together they spent exploring the physical side of their relationship

“I drew stars around your scars”

Astoria would trace all of Draco’s scars, and she had the winding serpent shape of the dark mark memorized, she designed the sleeve he got tattooed to covered the mark

(It’s flowers, beautiful and bright and colorful, Draco could never say no to her)

In return, Astoria got the Draco constellation on her forearm, where the dark mark would’ve been branded

They never actually moved in together, Astoria’s things just sort of migrated into his place after she graduated

Her parents didn’t quite know if they “liked” Draco, he was always kind and polite, but they made sure to distance themselves from any DE families

Draco always made sure to be on his best behavior and most respectful to her parents, especially because they were older and had higher standards on courtship

Not that Draco or Astoria would ever call their relationship “courting”

Draco proposed at Astoria’s job, she was a waitress at a Muggle restaurant in London, they both cried when she said yes

Their wedding was actually quite small, only family and friends, and held at the Malfoy Manor against their wishes

(They wanted to get married in a small church in the countryside, but old inheritance/courtship rules didn’t allow it)

It took them a few years to get pregnant with Scorpius, and Astoria hated being pregnant

But she loved her baby boy so much!!

She picked out his name, Scorpius Hyperion! Hyperion was the Titan of light

They raised Scorpius in a small Muggle town until he was about seven/eight and they moved into the Manor to help take care of Lucius as he was sick

Scorpius was the first Malfoy ever to go to school, and a Muggle school at that, but he did have some private dance and music tutors

(Narcissa and Lucius weren’t going to allow him to be completely “uncivilized”)

Draco and Astoria had become even more private at the Manor, raising Scorpius to have a “public” and “private” persona

Then Lucius died and it was treated as a celebration, he had come home from Azkaban a cruel and bitter man, treating his family the worst

(Scorpius could never live up to his expectations, Draco got rid of all of his things other than the damned peacocks)

Astoria was a little disappointed that Scorpius didn’t fall that far from the tree and became a Slytherin, but then she met Al and realized that maybe she shouldn’t worry as much

Draco will never be on great terms with the trio or any Weasley, but Astoria is and he will live with the discomfort for her

They adore Al and later Rose when Scorpius and her start to date

They are the same mind as Ron and Hermione, sure that their kids relationship won’t last and with each year slowly realizing they are going to be forced to be in-laws

(Unlike Blaise and Daphne who never really acknowledge Ron and Hermione as in-laws while Lyla and Hugo are in a relationship)

Draco and Astoria are wonderful grandparents to their six grandchildren and their four great nephews and niece

Draco has two kids named after him, Apollo Draco Malfoy and Hector Draco Weasley-Zabini, while Astoria has a granddaughter named after her, Artemis Astoria Malfoy

They also have a small collection of goddaughters, Sam Goyle, Lyla Zabini, Anamika Nott who all treat them as another set of parents

I just really love Drastoria and adore them and will get more specific if anyone has any questions!!

Astoria’s wedding dress:

[juuls]

Multi-Fandom Fic Recs

The @fanfic-reading-challenge gives me the opportunity to explore tons of fandoms I normally wouldn't, and I wanted to share some of my favourite so far this year!

Game of Thrones

and in the night, you'll hear me calling by shawsdavid | T | 10k | Jon/Sansa/Margaery: When you met your soulmate, touched them for the first time, you would see everything in all its colorful glory.

A Knight's Watch by DolorousEdditor | M | 670k | Jonsa: Jon Snow is forbidden to take the black by his father. Instead he sent to squire for a famous knight, beginning a long arduous journey that causes him to cross paths with characters he never would have. Along the way he learns truths long hidden and discovers love in the most unlikely of places. All of this in the shadow of the War of Five Kings and the coming of the Others.

Potterverse

Dancing with Draco by diamonddaydream | T | 19k | Dramione: Retelling of the Yule Ball segment of Goblet of Fire as a Dramione story. Hermione Granger needs a dance tutor before she embarrasses her partner, Viktor Krum, and herself at the Yule Ball. Draco Malfoy needs a good deed to make amends for hexing her teeth. Both of them need to keep everyone else for finding out what's going on between them. Fluffy romance with just a touch of angst. NOTE: story continues in "Draco Takes a Mark."

All I Have Never Known by LittleSixx | M | 32k | Dramione: The Ministry of Magic requires all magical people to marry someone of opposite blood status by 25. The Malfoys host a ball to help Draco meet a non-pureblood witch, and the one he falls for isn't who she claims to be.

Divination for Skeptics by olivieblake | M | 98k | Dramione: The latest in magical advancements is an enchantment that reveals the bearer’s romantic compatibility with another person. Effectively eliminating uncertainty from dating, the charm can tell you whether or not you’ve found The One with a precise, Hermione Granger-approved calculation of traits and preferences. It’s a foolproof method of predicting relationship happiness. It’s also, for Hermione, positively dreadful news. Dramione, post-war, soulmate AU.

The Black Rose by DarkCloud190, Rijaya83 | E | 166k | Dreomione: After years of a rocky relationship, Hermione Granger is single again, and for the life of her she cannot stop staring at her two friends. Draco Malfoy and Theo Nott both work with her at the DMLE and she is analyzing everything they say, do, or breathe. Surely, she is just imagining it. They have been dating each other for a year now and couldn't possibly be interested in her. Hermione's troubled love life aside, there is a killer targeting a specific group of people, putting both Hermione and Theo at risk.

Hermione Granger, Demonologist by BrilliantLady | T | 47k | Hermione & Theo: Hermione was eight when she summoned her first demon. She was lonely. He asked what she wanted, and she said a friend to have tea parties with. It confused him a lot. But that wasn’t going to stop him from striking a promising deal with the young witch.

The Accidental Courtship by Lomonaaeren | T | 14k | NottPott: Harry gets a soul-mark during his eighth year at Hogwarts, and is hopeful that he can finally be sure he’ll have someone who loves him for himself. When Theodore Nott rejects him, Harry steps back and goes to live his own life. Theo, who doesn’t want to be trapped in the limelight at Potter’s side, finds himself falling in love anyway.

A Star and Her Dragon by Lizzie_carlile | E | 256k | Theomione, Drarry, Hermione & the Malfoys: “The order took everything from me,” Lucius spoke again. “Now I’ll become the monster they always feared I would be.” The Death of the Malfoy Daughter was the catalyst for Lucius Malfoy becoming the man that everyone feared he would. With a second war brewing and secrets finally coming to light, one girl holds the key to turning the tides of the war.

Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves

Odd Little Family by chimneystacks | T | 1.7k | Xedgin: "Kira found it practical to believe that her father would someday remarry, and even more so to believe that it would be to the woman who was already a trusted, guiding figure to his child. Therefore, it was much to her surprise when a tall, handsome man interrupted her lute practice to ask her blessing in his proposal to her father."

House of the Dragon

The Falcon Becomes a Dragon by MichelleGz | T | 28k | Daemyra & Aemma: What if Rhaenyra and Daemon “woke up” during the tourney that was hosted for Baelon’s impending birth, both remembering their future life. What if Aemma’s labors were not so far along. What if there was time to save her? Will Aemma believe that her beloved husband was going to kill her for the child in her womb?

you and i are made of fire by aur_el_ias | M | 8.6k | Daemyra: Soulmarks are no trivial thing. Indeed, the words inscribed on the wrist are far from frivolous—they are the most important words heard in one's life, spoken by another. Unfortunately, save for a few exceptions, most highborn marriages are not soul-bound marriages. This is the story of one of those exceptions. OR In 105 AC, Daemon Targaryen finds his soulmate.

Viable Alternatives series by madina | T | 375k | Laenor/Rhaenyra, Daemyra, her children, and Viserys' children: So much could have been solved and so many could have been spared if a universe with dragons, magic, wargs and White Walkers had artificial insemination—and if the characters tried to be anything else but a dysfunctional family.

lodestar by aramblingjay | M | 43k | Daemyra: A Targaryen destined for a soulmate is a strange, broken creature, alone in a way that lives in their very bones, waiting for the half that will make them whole. Daemon waits sixteen years for her, and then a whole lot longer. A soulmates share scars au.

From Ashes to Embers by ladyalianora (AmbitiousWitch) | M | 185k | Cregan Stark/Rhaenyra, Daemyra: After burning by Sunfyre's flames, Rhaenyra Targaryen wakes up in her maiden bed, five and ten once more. With her mind broken and a determination to not relive the life she left behind, in a court that still presents a danger and with a father that keeps tripping her path. Can she change the future? Can she give up enough to take her crown? Or will she once again lose to her father's mistakes, her enemies' schemes and her own errors? (Juulna: One of my all-time favourites.)

A Woman Scorned by Shadow_Monarch_14 | E | 96k | WIP | Daemyra, Aemma/OC: After Prince Baelon Targaryen was a miscarriage, Queen Aemma Arryn tells King Viserys I Targaryen that she will have no more children. She has given him a daughter (a heiress) and that should be good enough. Viserys, pressured by his Small Council and his dream of a male heir as well as manipulated by Otto, makes the decision to set Aemma aside and marry Alicent. Aemma, betrayed by the love of her life, agrees… after taking her daughter, Dragonstone and the Islands of the Narrow Sea and the dragons from Viserys and his Small Council. If Otto Hightower wants a dragon King with his blood on the Iron Throne, he'll have to another thing coming.

Ancient Fire by AnaWayne | NR | 198k | WIP | Rhea/Daemon, Jonsa: Bran Stark knew that it wasn’t enough. So he decided to use his sister’s dormant yet growing magic to change the history of the House of Dragons before its fall.

put down that gravestone by darkgods | E | 249k | WIP | Daemyra: they have his mother's eyes, these would-be velaryon boys. not those of their own mother, but his. the king stretches limbs and smiles wide, heedless of his brother's fury mingled with agony, his daughter's frozen gaze. fire and blood has reunited. all must be well. the king thinks nothing of the prince's lack of mourning blacks, for the whole kingdom knew the wife daemon targaryen sought was never found in the vale. ten years after the godsforsaken night in the brothel, daemon targaryen makes his return to court to find it infested with vipers that threaten to coil lethal bodies around his niece. his niece and the nephews that bear his features yet claim the name velaryon. the rogue prince has returned, and a reckoning is set to begin.

Marvel

Some Things Shouldn't Be a Chore by scifigrl47 | T | 22k | Stony, Phlint: Steve takes things like personal responsibility and respect seriously. Tony's got people he pays to take care of that kind of thing, and anyway, he's pretty sure that he's going to die of some exotic disease in his workshop, because Dummy's still a little spotty about what is 'clean' enough to put on an open wound. The rest of the Avengers are in this for personal gain, except for Clint, he just enjoys being a dick. And some things shouldn't be a chore.

Basic Rules by StrivingArtist | T | 7.9k | Tony & Avengers: It said something about Toni’s life that she had an established system in case of kidnapping and torture, and while there had been tweaks, it was still basically the same as from when she was a kid.

Let them underestimate you.

Don’t fight back until you have an exit.

Lie from the start.

Protect what matters.

Assume no one is coming to help.

Tony and the Falcon by ArcticVulpix | T | 10k | IronFalcon: Steve introduced Sam Wilson to Tony Stark after the Fall of SHIELD. He grows to regret that. He grows to regret that very much.

Ramblings by TheSovereigntyofReality | G | 34k | Pepperony, Tony & Peggy: The problem with Alzheimer's is that sufferers sometimes ramble…often with no idea who is sitting with them. Peggy says something that sends Tony Stark on a legal manhunt.

Five Things Darcy Loves About Working for SHIELD by teand | M | 49k | ShieldShock, Phlint: The Bronx was up, the Battery was down and thank freaking Thor that SHIELD provided housing or Darcy suspected she wouldn't have been able to afford to live closer than Vermont.

I (created from fantasies) exist solely for you by Mizzy | T | 62k | Stony: Six years ago, without the Avengers Initiative there to save the day, scientist Dr. Eric Selvig sacrificed himself to save the world, the almighty demi-god Thor was lost to a terrible storm, and vigilante Iron Man – spotted with a nuclear weapon trying to take advantage of the situation – was forever labelled an enemy of SHIELD. This is a comic book office AU, where Steve is defrosted a year too late, Thor has forgotten who he is, and no one knows Tony is Iron Man. Also includes: office pranks, inappropriate post-it notes, and superheroes who like pina coladas and getting caught in the rain.

The Mechanic, The Soldier, and The Captain by AvocadoLove | M | 6.4k | Stuckony: HYDRA need a replacement for Zola’s genius, and they have years worth of experience breaking and brainwashing a good man into something they can control.

The Evidence by StrivingArtist | T | 16k | WinterIron: Didn’t notice. Right. Sure. Two brilliant minds, two super spies, and a god didn’t notice when the chattiest man they knew stopped making sound. They just seemed happier than before. Brighter and more cheerful than before. They just seemed like they were more comfortable with him around when he was stone silent. Fuck it. He knew they noticed. And he knew they liked him better this way.

In Which The Winter Soldier Might Just Be Wooing Darcy by Out_Of_Custody | T | 28k | WinterShock: Exactly what it says on the tin. (Prompt-Fic) (Juulna: I adore this fic!)

Blood Stained by QueenVee1 | NR | 313k | WinterShieldShock: With a war on the horizon, the Avengers mend bridges that had been burned, relationships are rebuilt, and new friends forged. After a chance encounter with Steve Rogers, Darcy Lewis figures she's had her fill of Avenger-related activities. Turns out she's more entrenched than she ever thought possible. When she forms an unlikely friendship with James "Bucky" Barnes, she thinks her life can't get any weirder. Spoiler alert: IT CAN! A (double!?!?) meet!cute and secret!sibling story! They said it couldn't be done. B**** YOU THOUGHT!

Shadow & Bone/Six of Crows

Quiet Miracles by goatsandgangsters | G | 10k | Darklina, Zoya & Nikolai & Alina & Aleksander: Alina knew miracles. She was no Saint and no savior, she knew this. But she knew the light in someone’s eyes when they smiled. She knew the warmth of an arm slung around her shoulder, the squeeze of a hand, the elbow in her side, the tight squeeze of an embrace. She knew the moment the room held its breath and then broke into the brilliant cascade of laughter. She knew the glimmer of tears wiped from her cheeks by careful fingers. Alina knew miracles. Ravka had never been so full of them. Or: sometimes a government is the beloved sun saint of the people, a young king determined to fix what has long been broken, the eminently practical head of the newly formed Grisha council, and the heretic who’s no longer going it alone.

Without a Mouth I Can Swear Your Name by tothewillofthepeople | T | 32k | Wesper, Kinej | Helnik: Kaz looked at Matthias coldly. “What do you want?” “I want to know where Wylan Van Eck is,” Matthias said. (A Six of Crows Hogwarts AU)

Star Trek Discovery

Respite series by Alethia | E | 22k | Michael/Pike: The Terran Pike comes to visit the newly-resurrected Captain Burnham on the Shenzhou and things get…heated.

Stargate Atlantis

Desert Rose by mific | E | 18k | McShep | John, a downed Hurricane pilot in WWII, is rescued by Rodney who's tracking strange energy readings in the Sahara. And in another life, their story makes another John and Rodney unwilling Atlantis celebrities.

Ted Lasso

At the Right Time by Annaelle | E | 25k | RoyJamie: Roy doesn't like to think he's taking advantage of Jamie. He's making him better, stronger, faster, a better player, and now that he's got the fucking muppet actually behaving for him, he'll be damned if he lets him go. For the PepPerVerse Bottom!Roy Challenge.

The Hunger Games

The Victors of District Twelve by DustyAttic | G | 49k | Everlark & Lucy Gray Baird & Haymitch: night What if Lucy Gray survived that night in the woods with Snow? What if she made it up north, found those people rumored to be surviving without the Capitol, and realized District Thirteen wasn't quite as obliterated as she'd been taught? And what if, sixty-five years later and after watching a certain Mockingjay end Snow's reign, she came back to District Twelve? This is the story of Katniss and Peeta meeting Lucy Gray Baird, and learning her story-- the story that Snow so desperately tried to erase.

The Locked Tomb

Your Necro Questions Answered by Magichorse | T | 8.8k | Griddlehark: Syndicated columnist "Nav the Cav" offers a sympathetic ear to cavaliers across the galaxy and dispenses practical, no-nonsense, real talk advice on how to properly manage and care for your necromancer.

Cake by the Ocean by zoicite | T | 15k | Griddlehark: Okay, so the thing was, Gideon had always been shit at plans. She knew that. Everyone knew that, but this--she really didn’t think it would be this hard! Gideon’s voice was like the least memorable thing about her. Bargaining her voice for a well-shaped set of human legs--that really should have worked in her favor.

who ya gonna call? by igneousbitch | E | 24k | Griddlehark: (Casual sex and paranormal investigation. Not necessarily in that order.) (Or: the Buzzfeed Unsolved AU in which Gideon is ready to fight a ghost, and Harrow just wants to be haunted.)

Behind the Locked Door by UnseelieWench | T | 98k | Griddlehark: It figures that the only college with the badass Cavalier program is also the college that Harrow Nonagesimus wants to attend. Oh well. Campus is big, right? She'll probably never see that pointed little face again.

The Mummy

Best Laid Plans by kyaticlikestea | T | 6.6k | Ardeth Bay/Jonathan Carnahan: After 20 years of being subjected to more yearning than any sister should ever have to witness, Evy decides that enough's enough.

Wednesday

A Torment of the Mind by cherrybirch | M | 58k | Wenvier: In which Wednesday and Xavier sign up for Hermione’s course in Legilimency. Two overdramatic darkness-loving teens with crushes on each other, trying to master their psychic powers by learning to read each other's minds… what could go wrong? NOTE: Canon non-compliance has been tagged for three things: Hermione’s presence at Nevermore, Larissa acting as principal (as if nothing happened), and the complete removal of the stalker subplot. (I find stalkers terrifying and don’t want to write about one.)

[rayshippouuchiha]

harry being a safe place for younger students after his second year??? harry giving students chocolate to keep the worst of the dementors icky feeling away, harry using the map to learn the secret ways of the castle and teaching them to his kids. harry finding the room of requirement earlier and it becoming a place for all his kids to be safe and together regardless of houses. harry tutoring his kids, with hermione on lessons, ron helping the muggleborns w wizarding culture, meeting luna early

This is what I want and crave in HP fic

[sxskavrp]

Hello! I'm looking for some long term rp partners for Drarry. I'm 31 F, in the EST timezone. I try to be active, definitely literate, but not a stickler on length. I'm okay playing either character, I'm okay with NSFW but it's not required. Please no ABO, mpreg, or dark characters.

I have a couple of prompts I can share to see if you're interested. If you like the idea of one but want to play the opposite character, I'm totally fine with switching it up! If you don't like any of these, we can always come up with something together!

((Prince and Knight AU))

Harry kicked at the dirt with his boot as he waited idly for the Prince to arrive. He wasn't sure how well this was going to go, based on the stories he'd heard from his fellow knights. According to them, the Prince was even more of a spoiled weakling than he appeared when on the throne, and he'd already gone through five tutors so far. This was bound to be a ^^long^^ afternoon, but Harry was going to do his best to be patient. After all, he'd trained plenty of men he'd thought were hopeless, only for them to become great warriors. Surely he could teach the Prince at least some basic moves. He glanced up when he heard footsteps approaching, the very young man he'd been thinking of walking his way, the sun gleaming off his white-blonde hair.

((8th year))

So far, coming back to Hogwarts for a make up year had been unpleasant to say the least. No one wanted Draco here besides Pansy and Blaise. Even some of the professors were giving him a wide berth because of his involvement in the war. Unfortunately, he hadn't been given a choice in the matter, as finishing his education was part of his deal to avoid Azkaban. That didn’t mean he had to be happy about it. He'd done his best to lay low, but today the universe had other plans. The new Defense professor, who clearly didn't have any idea about certain social histories between the students, had just decided to pair him with Potter of all people for a project. Of course, Draco didn't hold ill feelings towards him anymore. After all, if it wasn't for him, he would be dead or imprisoned right now. But there was no way to avoid attention when someone went anywhere near Potter, and by the way the rest of the class hushed when their names were announced together, he knew this was only going to cause problems. Reluctantly, he moved to sit next to the Gryffindor so that they could start discussing their project, feeling rather awkward as they’d barely spoken a word to each other all term.

((8th year))

Harry had mixed feelings about being back at Hogwarts. On one hand, Hogwarts was his true home, and the place where he'd had some of the best times of his life, so going back was always a comfort. But it was also where he'd experienced some of his worst memories, and was the site where so many people he knew had died. Not to mention that it wasn't the same without Dumbledore, or even Professor Snape. Yet he came anyway, because Hermione and Ron were going, and he didn't know what else to do with himself. All his plans had gone topsy-turvy when he'd actually managed to survive the war, and now he was just kind of…existing, trying to figure out his next step.

It was a few weeks into term now, and he was going between classes when he spotted a group of 6th years crowding around something. No, ^^someone^^, and they were making quite a racket. He hurried over to see what was happening when he caught a glimpse of platinum blonde hair between two sets of legs. “Hey!” Harry ripped the boys away, revealing Malfoy on the ground, bruised and bleeding. Blood boiling, he put himself between the group and Malfoy protectively. “Get back, all of you!” he snapped, pulling out his wand. He knew there were a lot of people that weren’t happy Malfoy was back at Hogwarts with them, but he hadn’t realized it was this bad.

((Professors AU))

It had taken several years and a lot of soul searching, but Harry had finally realized that he was tired of fighting for a living. It was a major shock to the world, plastered on every front page. ‘The Savior Saves No More: Potter Quits the Aurors’. But Harry stuck to his guns. He wasn't going to try and fit the world's perfect vision for him anymore, and of course his friends had been more than supportive. Turns out the timing couldn't have been better because the position of DADA professor opened up at Hogwarts a few weeks later. He was quick to put in an application, and McGonagall was even quicker to bring him on. Sometimes he wondered if maybe that was a little too coincidental. Either way, he was excited to get started. There was just one caveat; Draco Malfoy was the Potions professor.

He hadn't seen Malfoy since the trials, where they'd parted on a civil but awkward note. He had no idea how it was going to be having to work with him, seeing him every day. Could they get along or would their old rivalry rear its ugly head? Needless to say, he was anxious when September 1st came around. He had decided to take the train in, for nostalgia’s sake, and so he entered with the students, finding most of the Head Table was already full. Of course there was only one seat left. And of course it had to be next to Malfoy himself.

((6th year, TW attempted suicide))

Draco took a deep inhale of the cool night air as he leaned over the railing of the Astronomy Tower. He felt like a shell of himself, as more stress piled on top of him in the transition from winter to spring. Not that it mattered, or that anyone cared. His grades were in the shitter, he barely spoke to anyone anymore, and he had no idea if his mother was alright, trapped in the Manor with his psychotic aunt and ^^him^^. His feeble attempts to kill Dumbeldore indirectly had all been thwarted. As days passed and the end of term approached, he knew he wasn’t going to finish the Vanishing Cabinet in time. It was over. The second he stepped off that train in King’s Cross, he was a dead man. Maybe he should just let Dumbledore kill him. He’d certainly make it quick and as painless as possible compared to the likely torture he’d endure from the Dark Lord. Or maybe it would be better just to get it over with himself. He knew he didn’t have to jump from this high, but he’d always had a fondness for the Astronomy Tower, the way he could see the entire grounds and the Forbidden Forest going on for miles. He could pretend he was flying for a moment, one last time, before the ground reached up to meet him. All he had to do was tip forward just a little more…

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[dreamerofasgard]

Late Summer Melody - Oneshot

Draco joins you as you play your guitar at the astronomy tower one early Saturday morning during the first weeks of the Fifth year. Being friends for so long maybe there is something more there.

Draco x Slytherin fem! reader

Warnings: Fluff and sweetness.

Word count: 2.2k

Lyric video or Open Arms: Link here

Lyric Video For Listen to Your Heart: Link here

It was one of the last warm Saturdays before the chill of fall began to set in. It was your favorite time of year to play some music from the top of the Astronomy Tower while your fellow students enjoyed their day. Not wanting to waste any more time you got changed into a pair of jeans, a dark green tank, a black flannel, and black converses. You were lazily brushing your hair, putting on your favorite rings, and putting on some light makeup when one of your roommates woke up.

"What is it this time that you are making so much noise Y/n?" said Daphne Greengrass as she stretched and rubbed the sleep from her eyes.

"You know me Daph. Gotta get a last few good sessions in before the chill sets in," you said taking a last look at yourself before getting up and grabbing your guitar.

"You and that guitar are gonna get in trouble one of these days I swear," Daphne chuckled as she shook her head.

"Okay, that was one time. I didn't know Filch was gonna be up there at 4:30 in the morning," you said thinking back to that morning two years ago. "Besides I'm sneaky and can avoid him better now."

"I'm sure you can Y/n. But what about us Prefects," said Pansy as she was leaning up against the door smirking with her arms crossed.

You turned around and put your guitar on your back before walking up to her. "Yes, Pansy my dear I can even avoid being detected by the Prefects which means that you and Draco have to try extremely hard just to find me after hours," you patted her shoulder as her face turned red and made your way out of the dorm. Before heading up the stairs you waved at Blaise and Theo before making your way out of the common room.

The walk was easy for you as this was the start of your fifth year at Hogwarts. Some of the first years were a bit weary of you since you were in Slytherin but they grew to understand that you were nothing to fear. You had been friends with Draco's group since first year but much like Blaise, you never joined in on the teasing and bullying, if anything you only had a slight distaste for the "famous" Harry Potter. Besides not like Harry's friends had any problem with you, especially because you had no issue with one of his closest friends, Hermione. She had become one of your closest friends outside of Slytherin since first year when you met on the Hogwarts Express. The two of you would always compare notes when the others were busy, after all the two top witches of their year have to push each other to be better.

"And where are you going this morning Y/n" Hermione said catching up to you as she was carrying a few heavy looking books.

"Astronomy Tower to play," smiling as you look at the Gryffindor, "Unlike you who is most likely going to spend her morning in the library until Ron gets you so you can have lunch." Hermonie just rolls her eyes a bit while blushing.

"That was only a few times last semester. Besides I'm tutoring this semester, and McGonagall thought it would be good for me to help Seamus to not blow up again," she said as you both were joined by Seamus.

"I don't blow things up that often," Seamus said as he rubbed the back of his neck embarrassed.

"Tell that to Snape," you said as you began listing off the explosive events "The house elves, Flitwick, and Madam Pomfrey"

"I get it, geez Y/n," he says as he sighs "I guess I need some help," he says opening the Library door for Hermonie.

"I'll see you later Monie," you say giving her a side hug before turning to Seamus, "Don't blow her up now, you hear. I need her to keep me on my toes," you said jokingly at the boy as Hermione smiled and walked into the library.

"Knowing Hermonie she'll be fine and I'll be the one exploding," Seamus said smiling a bit before following Hermonie into the library.

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The rest of the walk to the Astronomy Tower was uneventful as it was still quite early for most students. Once reaching the top of the tower you pulled out a stool you stashed in the storage area and began playing some cords to tune your guitar. As you finished tuning you looked out at the castle and the valley that surrounded Hogwarts smiling as this school was truly a second home to you.

You began playing and humming 'Open Arms' by Journey while thinking of all the friends you've made and a special blonde that snuck his way into your heart. You get to about the chorus as you hear a creak on the stairs behind you but you continue playing for whoever is there until the person speaks up.

"So this is where you go every Saturday morning?" Draco said as he placed another stool down next to you and sat down. "Don't stop, you play beautifully," he said as he turned to look out at the castle before taking his charms book out of his bag.

"You come up here often Dray?" you say as you nudge him before continuing with the song watching him as you play the cords perfectly.

"I started coming up here towards the end of last semester when I needed some time to myself and then I started again on my Prefect rounds when I heard someone playing the guitar at midnight," he said as you smirked while playing, "Whoever that is better be more careful if some other Prefect were to find them they'd get detention and lose house points."

"Hm wonder who that person could be," pretending to be clueless as you started playing another song 'Listen to your Heart' by Roxette.

As you start playing you get so into the music that you don't see Draco admiring you play as he always did since you played one evening in the common room.

Draco Pov

'She'd been playing guitar every Saturday since first year I always loved it when she played even when I thought that her love for muggle music was unbecoming of a person of her blood status. Can't say I deserved a punch to the face more than I did that day.' He thought as he chuckled and smiled softly while she played beautifully as always.

He had started to come up to the Astronomy Tower to try and catch one of these performances since he almost ran into her towards the end of last semester. She had been playing such a sad yet beautiful song the morning before the final task of the Triwizard tournament. It stuck with him all summer. He had to hear you play again and more than just on his Prefect rounds.

'Salazar, she is always so beautiful when she plays. I wish I could tell her how beautiful she is whenever she thinks nobody is around.' he thought to himself feeling a bit bad that he invaded your private music sessions when he came up with an idea.

Your Pov

As you made it just about halfway through the song Draco spoke up.

"Y/n would you do me the honor of singing one of the songs you've been playing up here?" he said as he looked a little red in the face. You looked at him not only blushing from embarrassment but more so because the boy you have a crush on asked you to sing one of the songs you loved.

"Are you sure? I'm not as good at singing as I am at playing the guitar," you say downplaying yourself despite being a part of the Hogwarts Choir since second year.

"I'm sure. From what Daphne and Pansy say you sing just as well as you play," chuckling as he tried his best to reassure you.

"Well, I guess I can sing one of them," blushing as the boy you've had a crush on for a better half of a year asked you to sing for him.

All Draco could do was smile, he could barely contain himself as you started playing.

"I know there's something in the wake of your smile

I get a notion from the look in your eyes, yeah

You've built a love but that love falls apart

Your little piece of Heaven turns too dark

Listen to your heart when he's calling for you

Listen to your heart, there's nothing else you can do

I don't know where you're going and I don't know why

But listen to your heart before you tell him goodbye," you sing as you don't notice Draco putting his book down and taking something small out of his bag as you continue.

"Sometimes you wonder if this fight is worthwhile

The precious moments are all lost in the tide, yeah

They're swept away and nothing is what it seems

The feeling of belonging to your dreams

Listen to your heart when he's calling for you

Listen to your heart, there's nothing else you can do

I don't know where you're going and I don't know why

But listen to your heart before you tell him goodbye," at this part of the song you are getting really into it as Draco smiles happily as he watches you play for him.

"And there are voices that want to be heard

So much to mention but you can't find the words

The scent of magic, the beauty that's been (beauty that's been)

When love was wilder than the wind

Listen to your heart (take a listen to it) when he's calling for you

Listen to your heart (take a listen to it) there's nothing else you can do. I don't know where you're going and I don't know why

But listen to your heart before, oh

Listen to your heart (take a listen to it) when he's calling for you

Listen to your heart (take a listen to it) there's nothing else you can do. I don't know where you're going and I don't know why

But listen to your heart before

You tell him goodbye," you continue as you look up from your guitar and smile at Draco as he looks at you with something more than kindness and friendship which makes you blush as you continue to stare into his eyes before looking back out at Hogwarts Valley.

"Listen to your heart, Listen to your heart (take a listen to it)

Listen to your heart, Listen to your heart (take a, take a listen to it)

Listen to your heart, Listen to your heart (oh, oh)

Listen to your heart (oh, ooh, oh), Listen to your heart (oh, oh, oh)

Listen to your heart (oh, oh), Listen to your heart (oh, oh, oh)," you stop singing while playing the last cords and taking a deep breath before looking up at Draco who was now holding a single white and red mixed rose while looking not only extremely happy but nervous.

"Y/n that was amazing and you are amazing at performing. This is for you," he says as he extends the rose to you as you look at him smiling.

"Thank you Dray. It's beautiful," you say smiling as you look at the rose in your hand twirling it a bit.

"This is going to sound like one of those romance cliches you and Pansy talk about but," he says at you look at him slightly confused, "it's not as beautiful as you Y/n. Your playing and your voice. Well everything about you is beautiful and amazing. Ever since we went to the Yule ball as friends a part of me has wanted to tell you how I feel about you. If you will have me I will be yours," he says as he is looking at you with love and admiration in his eyes.

"Dray I like you too," you say as you put down your guitar and grab his hand. "I didn't know you liked me."

"Well what's there not to like. You are the only girl besides my mother who was able to put me in my place when it was needed. You are smart, kind, adventurous, and dare I say better than me at quidditch." Draco said smiling while holding your hand.

"Wait did you say I'm better at quidditch than thee Draco Lucious Malfoy?" Smirking as you tease him.

"I did but that's not the point," he sighed before continuing "Will you be my girlfriend, darling?" Draco at this point looked very nervous as he waited for your answer.

"Dray, I would love to be your girlfriend," you said as you hugged him.

"May I kiss you?" Draco said as he hugged you the one person who after all these years saw him for who he wanted to truly be.

"You may." As you looked up into those gray eyes of his before both of you leaning in to kiss.

The kiss was gentle and sweet, you wrapped your arms around his neck as he put his hand behind your head bringing you in closer. After a while you broke apart and just stared into each other's eyes.

"So I'm better than you at quidditch eh?" You said smiling as you wanted to tease him about admitting that someone was better than him.

"I shouldn't have said that, oh I'm regretting that part now," he said while smiling at you for you were the one thing in his life he would never regret.

[dramioneasks]

Heyy first I love your blog! Second, do you have any realistic 6th year fic? I just finished on the nature of daylight and i would like something that make sense. Not draco giving up everything, but him having to still do his tasks but still in love with Hermione. A fic that "feels like canon". Thank you!

A Distant Memory - blubbering_blobfishes - T, WIP - It’s hard to stay alive. It’s hard to say the right thing. But what’s harder, is doing the right thing. Draco’s everyday life has changed drastically after Voldemort’s return. Chosen to become a Death Eater and have his father’s approval sounded appealing at first, but now he’s questioning his ideals. Hermione always knew that people weren’t simple. But the world is filled with people. It turns out that living is not as easy as books make it seem.

Clean by olivieblake - M, 31 chapters - Malfoy’s handsome face was contoured into a condescending smirk. “No faith in that giant brain of yours, Granger?” She looked up at him defiantly. “Maybe I don’t have faith in you!” she said, raising her voice. Malfoy only looked at her. “You’ll find I’m very surprising.” Dramione AU, Year 6 with a slow burn and a killer twist. Book I of “This World or Any Other” series. COMPLETE.

The Choices We Make - Stacygenesis - M, 49 chapters, Words: 164,658 - Draco Malfoy did not choose to be a Death Eater, and he certainly did not choose to be given a suicide mission to kill Dumbledore. His hand was forced, and that was no choice. The injustice of it all drove him to darkness. Hermione Granger had no choice in becoming a witch. It was gifted to her, for whatever reason, and she rose to the occasion brilliantly. But her blood was ‘wrong’, and by sixth year, the ignorance of the society she occupied wore her down to a breaking point. But in a world where they lacked agency in so many matters, what if they chose one another? And what would they do to protect that choice? The Choices We Make is a canon divergent story that spans sixth year to the end of the Second Wizarding War. It explores what Draco and Hermione, and a slew of other characters, do when they take hold of their own lives, and make a choice.

Title: Consequences of Common Civility Author: Delancey654 Rating: M Genre(s): Drama, Romance Chapters: 12 Word Count: 63,473 Summary: Hogwarts, Sixth Year. Hermione Granger is assigned to tutor Draco Malfoy in Arithmancy. When the two enemies manage to find common ground, could the consequences be far-reaching enough to alter the outcome of the Second Wizarding War? Prequel to The Ginger Malfoy.

Draco Takes a Mark - diamonddaydream - T, 53 chapters, Words: 184,204 - "The fact that Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy were mad for each other was the worst kept secret at Hogwarts.“ Retelling of The Half-blood Prince as a Dramione story. Crookshanks brings Draco to Hermione after she’s brought back cursed from the Department of Mysteries. Knowing the relationship they’ve carried on in secret since the Yule Ball is about to be tested, she inscribes an ancient love charm onto his left arm with surprising consequences which may affect the course of the coming war. Continues the story "Dancing with Draco ” or reads fine on its own. Complete, HEA

-Lisa

[damsel-in-mistress]

Hogwarts-Era:

1) Ashes of Another Life - 6th year, 987 words, oneshot

Summary: At the dead of night atop a Hogwarts tower, Draco Malfoy falls prey to despair.

2) Knock Me Sideways - 6th year, 3.038 words, oneshot

Summary: She wasn’t supposed to walk in on him. She was supposed to be tutoring some third-year half-wits, not catching him red-handed, clothes wildly strewn all over the floor while he was still at it.

On the bed.

With mussed-up hair and shock-widened eyes.

Unable to deny what he was doing.

3) You Know it Will Always Just be Me - 8th year, 6.391 words, oneshot

Summary: Her palms grew damp in his elegant fingers.

“Is it still me that makes you sweat, then?” he murmured smugly, clearly having noticed.

If they hadn’t been followed by so many curious pairs of eyes, she would have openly glared at him, but since she couldn’t – in favour of keeping up appearances – she chose to grit her teeth behind the front of a charming smile and ignore his statement.

“Why so quiet, Hermione? You’ve never been one for silences and we’re required to have some civil conversation, aren’t we?”

“If that’s your understanding of ‘civil’, then I suggest you keep quiet for the remainder of this dance,” she replied curtly, that saccharine smile never faltering.

A low hum of recognition snuck its way past his sealed lips. “Seems to me like I hit a nerve there.”

4) The 'Pretty' Series (dark!Draco warning) - 3 drabbles, 443 words

Summary: She may be a beneath me, tainted, filthy, but Merlin help me – she’s so pretty when she cries.

5) F*** the Pain Away - 6th year, 8.049 words, oneshot

Summary: "Three things happened simultaneously: His left hand shot out to grasp the intruder’s wrist in a death grip, he realised who the intruder was, and the Stupefy died on his lips. Brown eyes open wide with surprise, brow furrowed, mouth ajar in a soft gasp, Hermione Granger stood before him."

When Draco's world is misery and dread, Hermione happens upon him in Myrtle's bathroom. None of them could have forseen what this will lead to.

Post-Hogwarts:

1) Fighting Destiny - 4/4 Chapters, 11.417 words

Summary: In a post-war world with cushy jobs at the Ministry of Magic (and a night club as his personal playground), Draco and Hermione grow closer. What destiny awaits them? And if they don't agree with it, will they be able to fight it?

2) Education is Key (jealous!Hermione)- oneshot, 1.617 words

Summary: No, Hermione Granger is certainly NOT the catfighting kind. Least of all now that she's nearing 30.

But some people just bring out the worst in her and isn't it great to have friends like Ginny who then remind her that sometimes, you just have to educate. . . .

3) Broke-Broken - oneshot, 735 words, Muggle London

Summary: Mentally and physically beaten like a disobedient house elf under his father’s cruel command he still stood tall – and that’s how she recognized him. For, other than that, he looked nothing like the young man she used to know – and yet, he was still the same.

4) Terrible Angel - drabble, 328 words, Second Wizarding War

Summary: He stares into the jagged piece of a mirror amidst the rubble, cracks pulling across the dulled surface like a spider’s web, and all that’s alive in the unmoving reflection is a pair of silvery eyes, ablaze with the feverish intensity of hunger.

5) Wish - drabble, 539 words, Post-War, St. Mungo's

Summary: The sight that met his silver gaze spoke volumes: her breathing ragged, her eyes shut tightly, her skin flushed and damp with perspiration she lay in front of him on the bed. But this couldn’t honestly be real. She would never ask him to do that – she was Hermione Jean Granger, after all. This had to be a dream. And a vivid, visceral one at that.

6) Vertigo Kiss - smut trilogy, post-war, bdsm, WIP

Summary: Due to her prominent position as Minister for Magic, it has become increasingly difficult for Hermione to scratch the persistant itch that is her sexual appetite. An unmarried witch at 31, the wizarding dating world is quite unforgiving - the Muggle world, on the other hand, has no clue who Hermione Jean Granger is.

Recently divorced and in need of distraction, Draco is loath to try and find carnal pleasure amongst the wizarding kind. Too recognisable is his face, too eager for the spotlight and money are the willing witches - the Muggle world, on the other hand, has no clue who Draco Lucius Malfoy is.

An anonymous underground Leather and Lace sex-positive party in masks might be just the place to find a solution to such problems . . . .

7) 37 Snapshots of Dramione - Microfic May 2023, NSFW

smutty Dramione in their thirties - 37x50(ish) words

8) Granger Things Have Happened - Microfic May 2024, NSFW (WIP)

smutty Dramione in their thirties - 36x50(ish) words

[fanfic-lover-girl]

Druna AU Outline

I have had this idea swimming in my head so I want to write it down. Draco is OOC here but I can't control my imagination :)

Draco Malfoy

His middle name is 'Catus' instead of 'Lucius'. When Draco was born, Lucius decided to give him this name because of his curious eyes.

He has a pet runt opaleye dragon named 'Galacticus'

He was born brain-damaged or with a neurodivergence making him less socially inclined

Sorted into Ravenclaw

Loves to style his hair. Began growing it out in Hogwarts. Usually keeps it braided or in a ponytail style

Top student in the year (eat dirt Hermione!). Of course, Hermione and others beat him in some subjects.

Cold and aloof with people except those he cares about (like Luna and his dormmates)

Has disdain for the golden trio and shows said disdain by ignoring their existence

Snape is his godfather, like a second dad to him

Very artistic. Good at drawing and music.

Prodigy at potions and spell making. Snape offers to tutor his godson when he recognizes Draco's potential.

Luna Lovegood

Not much different from canon except she befriends Draco in her first year

Not as close to the golden trio due to spending more time with Draco and other Ravenclaw students. But she is still good friends with Ginny and Neville.

Druna headcanons

When Luna says something that sounds weird, instead of mocking her, Draco grills her about it and goes on a research frenzy to discover if her claim is true (sometimes Luna purposely says crazy things to rile Draco up).

They first met on Luna's sorting night. Luna wanted to touch Draco's hair and he shoved his wand in her face. Luna responded by offering to make him a butterbeer necklace so his hair would not be stolen by Nargles.

Their friendship really begins when students begin to call Luna 'Looney'.

When their friendship began, Luna had to learn how to decipher the care behind Draco's tactless and insensitive words. While Draco had to learn how to handle Luna's out-of-the-box ideas.

At the beginning of Draco's 3rd year and Luna's 2nd, Draco gives Luna an expensive necklace that he bought because it reminded him of her.

They begin dating in Draco's 6th year.

For Luna's 16th birthday, Draco takes her on a boat ride and lights the sky with lanterns (like in Tangled). And serenades her with 'Yellow' (by Coldplay) that he wrote.

Luna and Draco are very physically affectionate. Hugs, hand-holding, cuddles etc.

Draco proposes to Luna after her graduation. He plans an elaborate, romantic dinner and walk around the Malfoy gardens. Just as he works up the nerve to begin his proposal speech, Luna says bluntly that she will marry him. He glares at her cheeky grin. So much for his proposal.

They are engaged for about two years while Luna does her studies to become a Magizoologist.

They have their wedding at Malfoy Manor.

They have a 'moon and stars' themed wedding. Luna wears a sparkling midnight blue dress with a white and gold train. On her dress is the Draco constellation. Draco wears black and white robes with buttons that look like the moon. He also wears a crescent-shaped hair clip.

They have their first child about a year later.

Druna children

Scorpius Lucius Malfoy

First borne child

Looks like Draco but has Luna's curly hair

Sorted into Slytherin making his paternal grandparents very proud

Very social and extroverted. Imagine canon Draco but with less classist and bigoted views. Class clown personality.

When Scorpius was born, Draco wrote 'You'll be in My Heart' for his son and he sang it as a lullaby. It was a song he used for all of his kids.

Pluto Pandor Malfoy

Two years younger than Scorpius

Looks more like Luna but has Draco's straight hair

Sorted into Ravenclaw like his parents

Has a more reserved personality, and is very curious and loves learning.

Likes to spend time with Lucius in his study

Triplets: Nebula Lotus, Nova Violet, Leo Severus

Born three years after Pluto

Nebula and Nova are identical twins (Narcissa loves having granddaughters so much)

The girls were named after their grandmothers' favourite flowers: lotuses for Narcissa and violets for Pandora.

The triplet's birth was stressful for Luna and the healer recommended that she have no more kids

Lucius and Narcissa share an emotional moment. They struggled so badly to have Draco and now their child has given them five grandchildren. They could not be prouder.

Nebula Lotus Malfoy

Sorted into Slytherin

Daddy's girl

More feminine and girly compared to her twin

Likes to spend time with her grandmother

Nova Violet Malfoy

Sorted into Gryffindor.

Tomboyish personality.

Loves to explore

Likes to spend time with her maternal granddad

Leo Severus Malfoy

Youngest child

Sorted into Hufflepuff

Quiet and shy, a mama's boy

Named after Snape because Draco was reminded of his godfather on a spiritual level when he saw Leo. When Luna mentions Harry named his son Albus after Snape already, Draco sniffs and coldly states Snape was his godfather and not Potter's.

Leo often creeps into his father's lab to watch his father work, similar to what Draco did with Snape.

[bridenore]

HD longer fics recs : 90k to 100k words

Here are a few recs for fics ranging between 90k and 100k words.

You can see my recs for fics that have more than 200k here, between 150k and 200k here, between 125k and 150k here and between 100k and 125k here.

Allegiance and Sedition by SilentAuror [98k]

The war is in its fifth year, and Harry finds himself caught up in the confusion of friend versus enemy, spy versus traitor.

At Your Service by @faith2wood [95k]

Hogwarts students are in danger; Harry is determined to save them all. There’s only one thing he knows for certain: Draco Malfoy is somehow involved.

Balance, Imperfect by @bixgirl1 [91k]

When Harry sustains an injury in the line of work, he no longer knows how to navigate the life he loved, and finds help and solace from the most unexpected source.

A Case of You by @epitomereally [97k]

Draco was doing just fine working as an Unspeakable in Paris, hanging out with his living and ghostly pals, inventing new spells, and definitely not thinking about Potter. Then, Lucius just had to break out of prison and turn his world upside down. Now, Draco has to return to England, where he is forced to confront how family ties bind us—and one infuriatingly fit Harry Potter.

Chasing Dragons by @the-sinking-ship [98k]

Draco can think of only one way to outclass his pleat-front-khaki-wearing politician ex, and that’s by making headlines with an obvious upgrade. And who better to upstage the cheating bastard than the Saviour of the World, Harry Potter himself? Sure, Potter is a little rough around the edges in ripped jeans, a rumpled tartan shirt, and a permanent scowl. Draco reckons a haircut and a shave wouldn’t hurt, either. But Potter is also in need of a Healer willing to keep his secrets, and Draco is just the man for the job. It’s a perfectly reasonable exchange. They need only attend a couple parties arm-in-arm, smile nicely for the paparazzi, and tolerate each other long enough to convince everyone they’re smitten. In return, Draco will keep Potter alive and in one piece. But it isn’t long before Draco realises he might be in over his head, because Potter is ten tonnes of trouble packed into a leather jacket, and seems keen on hurtling himself towards death on the back of a flying motorbike. And that says nothing of Potter’s penchant for fire-breathing beasts and things that bite. Ah well, at least they’ll have some fun while it lasts. After all, Draco always did like a bit of danger.

Firebond by Oakstone730 / @i-didnt-wanna-do-it​ [94k]

Draco is forced to tutor Harry in potions. A slight problem occurs.

Helix by Saras_Girl [92k]

Seven months after the end of the war, Harry is feeling lost. Fortunately, he is about to be offered an unexpected and sparkling chance to find himself again. [2014 advent fic]

Hermione Granger’s Hogwarts Crammer for Delinquents on the Run by @waspabi [93k]

‘You’re a wizard, Harry’ is easier to hear from a half-giant when you’re eleven, rather than from some kids on a tube platform when you’re seventeen and late for work.

How I Met Your Father by @dracogotgame [95k]

Harry sits his kids down and tells them a story. A very long story. 

How To Train Your Malfoy by @fencer-x [93k]

Good manners dictate that, when one’s best friend Apparates onto one’s doorstep holding the unconscious, haggard body of the schoolyard bully and begging for sanctuary, one ought to invite the two of them in for a cup of tea. Harry Potter sometimes wishes he weren’t so polite.

I Am Not Who I Became by mab_di [93k]

Draco left England after the trials and has travelled the world meeting wizards and Muggles from different cultures and with vastly different relationships to magic, each other, and the natural world. Now he’s a fisherman in Finland on commercial vessels. Harry has been struggling since the war and has become a recluse while trying to write his autobiography. An invitation to the Hogwarts class of 1998’s 15th reunion isn’t welcomed by either of them, but neither could predict how the night, and their reunion, will upend their lives.

Light up the Night by Saras_Girl [98k]

This year, despite his better judgement, Harry’s love life is going off with a bang. Advent fic 2019.

Season of the Spirit by Saras_Girl [95k]

It starts with a swan. What happens after that is a bit of a mystery. 2018 advent story.

The Silent World Within You by @femmequixotic and @noeeon [95k]

Harry only wanted Malfoy for one night, one birthday. It wasn’t meant to be anything more.

Tempus Fugit by Poison Pen [90k+]

A monumental cock-up in Potions means that Harry and Draco have more to contend with than mutual enmity. A journey of discovery, self-reflection and love.

Who we are in the shadows by @quicksilvermaid [99k]

What happens when you’re forced to become the very thing you despise? Ex-Auror Harry Potter, tossed out of the Ministry for something he had no control over, has been looking for a way back to his former life. When he comes across Draco Malfoy in the criminal underbelly of Wizarding London and in need of protection, Harry figures bringing him in to face the Ministry’s justice is his ticket back to everything he’s lost. But nothing is exactly as it seems. Not even Harry himself. And as he gets drawn further and further into Malfoy’s world of honour and deception he finds himself questioning everything he thought he knew—about his childhood nemesis, the Ministry job he misses so much, and most of all, about himself. What happens when you’re forced to see that you were wrong?

I hope you enjoy these stories as much as I did!

[silent-dark-entries]

This is probably one of my favorite chapters from my Draco Smut I’m writing. :))

I love the sound of the crunchy leaves under my feet. It's too bad it's been raining all day and those crunchy leaves have quickly turned into mush for slugs to hide under. I don't mind though. I love rain on Sunday mornings.

I'm on my way into the village to meet Harry, Hermione, Ron and Neville. Miss.Longbottom will be out of town this Halloween and of course Neville decided to throw another party. I'm meeting them to pick out costumes. I have my mind set on just getting vampire teeth and leaving it at that.

As I approach the seasonal store I see my friends laughing together. Harry is the first to wave at me. We've grown closer to each other as the days go on, being forced to only talk to each other in swim on the days that Neville was sick.

"Maisie, what’s your opinion on Neville being a cactus for Halloween." Harry says pushing me along into the group. Neville rolls his eyes at Harry and pouts.

"Luna is going to be a Oxalis triangularis. It's a matching costume." Neville states.

"Neville for the last time: you're the only one who knows with the hell that is." Ron says. Neville turns to the store door and swings it open letting the rest of the group inside.

"You'll get it on Friday when we win best costume at school and you're stuck in your bloody rat costume." Neville snaps.

"My mums making my costume." Ron mumbles. Everyone laughs as we pour into the shop going our separate ways. Hermione and I head to the women's costumes.

"What are you thinking ‘Mione?" I say rustling through a couple of costumes. Seeing all of the different costumes makes me want to reevaluate my vampire teeth plan. But I hate to spend money, especially with application season approaching. I've decided that Trinity is the school I want to go and that's going to take most of my savings for the next five years.

"Maybe I'll be Cormac's grades, that's scary enough." She huffs. " You know Neville asked him to come Friday."

I laugh at Hermione who's so flustered her face turns crimson.

"How's it going with Malfoy? You never really talk about it." Hermione adds. I bite the inside of my lips and try not the look her in the face. When it comes to tutoring Draco it's going great. His grades in English have improved drastically compared to last years. He doesn't have one missing assignment and his book is coming along, though it's as boring as can be. But in the other sense of what happened physically between Draco and me, we both agreed to start meeting in public spaces like the library after school. We didn't really discuss the whole make out session but surely chalked up as being high. I also blame the rain and the Bauhaus album in the background.

I shrug at Hermione. " He's smarter than one might think."

Hermione picks up and pointy hat from the top shelf and places it on her head. "Maybe I'll be a witch?" She says looking into the mirror.

"I'm starving" Ron grumbles. Ron and I waiting outside the sweets shop for rest of the group while Neville ordered jelly filled brains in bulk for Friday. I swears they're the best thing he's ever eaten.

"We're going to the pub right after this Ron." I say.

"Yeah, a shit pub." He adds.

"Why does it matter. You eat off the kids menus anyway..." I mutter. Ron laughs and looks up at me again. His smile fades into a serious stare.

"I think we should talk about the last Neville party..." Ron says. "You know, after our...uh, kiss. You ran off after and I just don't want to mess anything up. We were just starting to become friends and then I asked if you wanted to go in private....it was inappropriate. I'm just really sorry."

"Ron, I'm okay. It's okay." I say smiling. Suddenly from across the way theres a familiar loud high pitched laugh. It's Pansy Parkinson alone with Draco.

Though I try not to, I see Draco in a different way now. When I see him in the halls, I stare. Just hoping he'd do the same. Sometimes he does the same. I catch him at lunch staring at me and when I do he looks away almost immediately. When we have our tutoring sessions I'll look up from my books and see him staring and not just at my breast. Sometimes he stares at my thighs and at my neck, but mostly at my lips and eyes.

Pansy let's out another annoying squeal.

"You know, he's not that funny." I say to Ron as Pansy and Draco disappears into a bakery. "You know what... I'm in the mood for a lemon sponge." Before Ron can answer I'm pulling him across the street, into the small bakery. Draco and Pansy turns to look at us and I feel my face turns hot. What the hell was I thinking...what's my next move...think dammit.

"Look Draco its Fire Crotch and big-tits-magee" pansy squeals.

"Please Parkinson your laugh is far too annoying for this small space." Draco cringes. Pansy's face drops as she rolls her eyes. Draco searches my face before finding my eyes. He softens his face a little before looking at Ron and then back at me. His face nearly becomes stone. "Is it cold in here or are you just happy to see me Maisie?"

"Don't talk to her like that." Ron says. "Have some fucking respect Malfoy"

Draco looks over at me and smiles then back at Ron. "Who are you Weasley? Her fucking bodyguard? Oh, or are you her boyfriend?" Draco quips. Ron walks up trying to size up Draco but Ron's stature doesn't stand a chance to Draco's.

"You sound a little jealous Draco..." Ron jabbed.

"Oh, trust me, Weasley I have nothing to be jealous of." Spits Draco. Pansy grabs her treat off the counter and snakes her arm with Draco's. "See you Thursday night Maisie. How about we meet at my house this time." Draco smiles at Ron before pushing passed him and exiting the bakery.

"You don't have to take that Maisie.." Ron scoffs. "We can go straight to Snape and-"

"-Please Ron leave it!" I beg.

"What can I get for you?" The boy behind the counter ask.

I dig into my pocket to pull out my wallet. "Two lemon sponges please"

[mvyhvms]

𝙸𝙽𝚃𝚁𝙾𝙳𝚄𝙲𝙸𝙽𝙶 … 𝙖𝙞𝙮𝙨𝙝𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙙𝙞 , the governess of denmark.

( simone ashley, cis-female, she/her, 27 ) ** ♔ announcing AIYSHA BEDI,  the GOVERNESS from DENMARK ! upon closer look, they resemble SIMONE ASHLEY. it is a miracle that SHE survived the last five years and for that reason, they are FOR the kingdoms working together. reflecting on them now, they remind me of CHALK DUST COATING HER HANDS AND DRESSES, A NEVER ENDING REVOLVING COLLECTION OF LITERATURE IN HER HANDS, HAIR THE COLOUR OF DARKNESS & GLISTENING JEWELS HOLDING HER HAIR IN AN UPDO. 

𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙨

full name : aiysha bedi . nickname/s : none . pronouns : she / her . age : twenty - seven . birthday : september 10 . star sign : virgo . title : governess . home country : denmark . family : unknown father, priyanka bedi ( mother ), unnamed younger sister ( wanted connection ). character inspiration : hermione granger ( harry potter ), nancy wheeler ( stranger things ), peggy carter ( mcu ).

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growing up , aiysha never knew who her biological father was . all her mother would tell her was that he had been the love of her life but he had to leave them , never to return . she was raised by her mother , believing the story that her mother told her until her sister came along .

as aiysha grew older , she realised that the story her mother held onto was one of delusion , one that she had spun to keep aiysha off the trail . her father had never loved her mother . he had , instead , fed her beautiful lies to have her fall into his bed night after night . from a young age , she swore she would never allow another to have that kind of power over her .

aiysha has always been a lover of learning , of literature , of history , etc . she would spend hours upon hours with her nose firmly pressed within the pages of any book she could find . she even taught herself and her younger sister how to read and write while their mother was absent , working .

despite still being a child , she took on a maternal role in her younger sister's life , making sure that she was well cared for and had a decent enough education , with aiysha teaching . it was then that she realised she wanted to teach others when she was older . when aiysha was fourteen , her mother passed from an illness , leaving her to become a guardian to her younger sister .

throughout her childhood and teenage years , she kept topping up her knowledge by reading and learning about life around her . aiysha had always been a highly intelligent and logical individual . she relies heavily on her mind and logic compared to emotions and her heart ; though , she can be quite compassionate and empathetic when the situation calls for it .

during the plague , aiysha counted herself and the people she cared about lucky as they survived the disease . it made her realise how short life is and to make the most of what time she has on this earth .

the last six years aiysha has been working as the governess / tutor to the royal danish children . she is extremely fond of them and always ensures that their needs and wants are met and that they are receiving a high class education . she has travelled to portugal with the children .

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Do you think I’ll get house points if I act like I care? 〚Part V〛

» She watches his expression soften as he moves towards her again. "What's going on? Did something happen? Are you alright?" She scans him, as if to check for any signs of physical harm. He smiles miserably. "No, Granger. I'm terrible, all thanks to you." «

*note: I’m not an english native speaker, so please excuse any grammar mistakes. I’ll gladly fix them if you point them out to me.

Read Part I, Part II, Part III, Part IV & Part V

Once again thank you to everyone who has been reading this story! I had a lot of fun writing it. This is the last part :)

The next time Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy exchange more than just lingering glances with each other is one autumn evening, many weeks later. The new term has just started and the young witches and wizards have returned to continue their studies at Hogwarts.

Hermione walks down one of the corridors on the first floor after dinner, when she’s practically ambushed. One minute she’s in the hallway, thinking about a homework assignment and in the next a hand grabs hers to pull her into a storage room. She wants to scream but in the dim light she recognizes the familiar blonde hair of one anxious looking Draco Malfoy. "Malfoy! What on earth…" She doesn’t get to finish her sentence because the Slytherin holds a slender finger to her lips, signaling her to stay quiet. In one swift move he turns to shut the door behind them. 

"Sorry about that." She watches his expression soften as he moves towards her again. "What’s going on? Did something happen? Are you alright?" She scans him, as if to check for any signs of physical harm. He smiles miserably. "No, Granger. I’m terrible, all thanks to you." She frowns at him. "What is that supposed to mean? How is it that you always blame me for your own shortcomings?" His smile doesn’t falter. "Well, who do you expect me to blame? Myself?" Hermione rolls her eyes at him. The sarcasm however, doesn’t hide his nervousness and she starts to wonder how a person can be as contradicting as Draco Malfoy. 

"Why are we here?" Her voice is calm, much calmer than she feels. Draco glances towards the door for a second, as if to check wether someone is coming, before his eyes settle back on her. He opens his mouth to say something, but when nothing comes out, the Slytherin looks away, sighing. Hermione looks at him expectantly, waiting for him to explain. When he doesn’t speak for a while, she loses her patience. "Well then, good evening, Malfoy." 

She turns towards the door when he speaks. "Granger, please." His voice sounds almost pleading, that’s not something she expects from him of all people. The Gryffindor looks over her shoulder, regarding him with a mildly intrigued expression. She turns back around to him then and Draco lets out a breath. "Thank you. Now, as I wanted to explain before you so rudely interrupted–" "Interrupted? You didn’t speak a word for an entire minute." Hermione gives him a look of disapproval. "That’s not the point. The point is that wanted to ask you for a favour." He watches her carefully, waiting for a reaction. Hermione feels like snorting, but she manages to hold it in – barely. "What kind of favor?" The Slytherin sighs. "It’s about muggle studies." The look of sheer resignation on his face makes her smirk. Draco Malfoy wants her help for muggle studies - truly, what a day to be alive. 

"This stupid assignment drives me mad. I did all the research, I even asked a Hufflepuff for help…" At that, she fully bursts out laughing, not holding back anymore. "Oh Malfoy", she finally manages. A single tear rolls down her cheek and she wipes it away, grinning. He looks so frustrated, "It’s not funny, Granger. I really tried. I read all about this television thing." Hermione tries to keep it together, but fails miserably. She can vividly imagine Draco Malfoy trying to understand the technicalities of a TV. He gives her an annoyed look. "Sorry, sorry." She tries to compose herself. "So… What do you expect me to do about it?" "Oh come on, you know all about muggle things. Don’t give me that look." She feigns innocence. "What look?" Draco raises an eyebrow at the attempt. "That smug ‘I'm Hermione Granger and you are an idiot’ look. You’re practically glowing right now." The witch shakes her head, smiling. "I have no idea what you’re talking about." She knows exactly what he’s talking about, of course. 

She’s pushing boundaries, she’s well aware. Draco asking her for help is nothing short of a conspiracy and for muggle studies of all things. He looks away, probably considering to give up and walk away, so she decides to release him from his agony. "Fine", she says. "I’ll help you. You have to answer me one question though. When did you decide to take muggle studies – an optional subject – as one of your classes when you and I both know your aversion towards muggles." He sighs and meets her eyes again. It seems like he expected this question. "I thought it’s best to get to know the enemy first." Hermione gives him a horrified look, which makes him backtrack immediately. "Merlin, Granger! You always seem to come to the conclusion that I’m plotting someones murder." She raises an eyebrow at him. Why, pray tell, is that? She refrains herself from saying anything, however, and instead waits for him to go on. "Let’s just say, someone inspired me to reconsider my own upbringing." Hermione shifts. "Who?" Definitely not his family, that’s for sure. 

Draco smiles knowingly. "You, of course." 

She’s astonished to say the least. At a loss for words, she just looks at him with wide eyes. It’s Draco’s turn to be amused now. He watches her and the Brunette feels her pulse quicken. She wants to know why, but instead finds herself asking an entirely different question. "Do your parents know about this?" He slowly shakes his head, a sad smile on his lips. "Not yet. I wasn’t quite ready to have my name burned out of the family tree." His tone is mocking but she knows he’s not entirely joking. Hermione gives him an encouraging smile. "I might not be able to help you with that, but I can definitely help you get an ‘Outstanding‘ on your assignment. Tomorrow afternoon in the library, what do you think?" The Slytherin smirks. "At this pace, Gryffindor might win the house cup solely for your generosity and not because of Dumbledores favouritism towards Potter for a change." She pretends to gape at him. "That’s rich coming from someone who basically bribed himself onto the quidditch team." He laughs at her accusing look. "Touché." 

They smile at each other for a long moment, simply enjoying each others company, before Hermione realises that they are, in fact, still in a storage room. "We should get going before someone starts looking for us." Draco looks towards the door, begrudgingly. "Sure." She puts a hand on his shoulder. "Don’t be too sad. You’ll get to see me tomorrow, after all, where I’ll teach you all about muggle TVs, remember?"

He takes her hand from his shoulder and holds it in his for a moment. The gesture is sweet and Hermione doesn’t feel like moving. The Blonde grins before answering. "I have a feeling you’ll be enjoying this way too much." For a second, she’s not sure wether he’s referring to muggle studies or him holding her hand. When Draco slowly lets go, however, eyes never leaving hers, she knows that it applies to both. Hermione gives him a heartwarming smile, before opening the door. Stepping into the corridor, she looks back at him. "Are you coming, or not?" 

When they part ways that evening, heading for their respective dorms, Hermione decides to ask him one last question. "What exactly did I do for you to break with pureblood traditions?" She tilts her head slightly, eyeing him with genuine curiosity. Draco takes a moment to think about it, before grinning. "I’m not sure. Perhaps you've bewitched me." The Gryffindor blinks several times, processing his words. "What is that supposed to mean?"

He's already moving away from her, when he speaks. "You're smart, Granger. Figure it out." He gives her a knowing smile and with that he's gone.

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Hello love! It's my first time requesting.

Can you do an imagine- like Draco has a crush on Hermione & somehow hermione's best friend found it and after some requesting she decided help Draco to make Hermione fall for him but in all these processes they fall for each other. Can you make Hermione some kind of a vamp (villain/rude) here??

Draco x reader

match maker | draco malfoy

pairing: draco x reader

word count: 1,0k

summary: where draco is in love with hermione and y/n helps him, but falls for him herself

a/n: uni started again and i'm just really tired and exhausted :( however, i hope you can enjoy this <3

warnings: angst, toxicity

universe: harry potter

To be perfectly honest, you don’t know what made you decide to help Draco Malfoy in chasing after your best friend Hermione Granger. In fact, it doesn’t take a great deal of observation to notice that Draco is in love with the brightest witch at Hogwarts. Where she goes, he follows, and so are you since you can always be found by Hermione’s side. When Draco approached you one day and asked, almost begged you to help him persuade Hermione in giving him a chance, however, you couldn’t help but agree. It seemed so important to him, and you just couldn’t deny him anything when he looked at you with those beautiful grey eyes of his.

For several weeks now you have been trying to somehow draw Hermione’s attention to Draco, even openly talking to her about it, but nothing seems to be working. In Potions class, you specifically pretended to be unwell so that Draco could take your place in your group with Hermione, Ron, and Neville. It didn’t get the result you hoped for when Ron blew up his potion. At parties that were held in different common rooms on the weekend, you kept pulling Hermione towards Draco, but that hadn’t helped either. Even when you finally persuaded Draco to ask her to tutor him in Charms, she didn’t want to help him. Neither did Hermione show interest nor disinterest, which is why Draco continued. However, you couldn’t help but wonder if she was just playing around, loving the feeling of someone chasing after her so desperately.

You know how it feels to be rejected and trapped in a love that is only one sided. You know how painful it is to keep being rejected by the one person you would give the world to. And even though you and Draco are in similar situations, he just doesn’t give up.

Because of this, you now stand around the corner of a hallway leading to the Great Hall and watch Draco walk towards Hermione, holding a beautiful red rose in his ring clad hand. Praying that everything will go according to plan, you gasp under your breath when Hermione notices him, the expression on her face unreadable. Hermione loves roses, she has told you several times, which is why Draco and you set out to find the most beautiful and stunning rose in the entire Wizarding World. At this moment, however, Hermione’s face doesn’t show how she assesses the situation.

From the distance, you can’t quite make out what words they are exchanging, but it all becomes pretty clear as Hermione’s mischievous laugh echoes down the hall, making your heart pound faster. Seeing Draco lower his hand with the rose in defeat doesn’t make it any better, and you can only guess that Hermione is ridiculing his behavior.

“Draco Malfoy wants to give me a rose? How pathetic”, Hermione’s voice finds its way to you, and seeing that Draco now lowers his head too, anger seethes inside you. How dare she treat him like that when he never showed anything than respect and affection towards her. She just throws him in the dirt like he is nothing. Draco deserves someone so much better than her.

You don’t hear the next words as Hermione lowers her voice again while Draco seems barely able to say anything at all. Only when Hermione turns on her heel, her hair flying over her shoulder, and disappears in the other direction, do you dare to come out of hiding.

Slowly, you approach Draco, who has remained rooted to the spot. Your feet appearing in his field of vision, he lifts his head slightly in order to meet your eyes. The sadness you see in his almost drives you insane. Usually, those eyes are full of hidden affection and comfort, but there is nothing left of that now. It hurts you to see him like this, so fragile and broken. He would do anything for Hermione while you would do anything for him. Quickly, you try to find a way to cheer him up again, searching for something to say so that looking at his sad face doesn’t hurt you anymore.

“Cheer up, Draco. We can keep trying. You know, the other day I heard that she-”

“No”, Draco interrupts sharply, his eyes firmly on you. “There is no point. I give up.”

“I know it is painful right now, Draco. But I promise we will work it out somehow. Together”, you smile softly, even though your inner turmoil almost chokes you. Draco doesn’t reply, standing still in front of you, his hand tightening on the stem of the rose that somehow looks much sadder now. The veins running up his forearm prominent, you open your mouth to continue encouraging him, but he forestalls you.

“How do you do it?”

“How do I do what?”

“To be so strong, even though you have to watch all this every day. How do you stand the pain of watching me chase another girl?”, he asks out of nowhere, dissolving all the air in your lungs with those words, your heart beating so much faster.

“I-I- Well, I just want to help..”

“Why are you helping me, Y/N?”, Draco asks, but there is nothing threatening or aggressive about it, rather he speaks calmly, sincerely, and chooses every word carefully. The way he looks at you only makes the lump in your throat more difficult to swallow. He knows. Since when does he know?

“Because I want you to be happy, Draco. That is all I want.”

“Even though you hurt yourself a little each time?”

“Even though I hurt myself a little each time”, you repeat approvingly, fiddling with your shaky fingers while avoiding his gaze.

“I’m sorry”, he suddenly apologizes and because his voice sounds extremely heaven, you lift your head only to be met with his tear-filled eyes. “I’m so sorry I didn’t notice sooner.”

“Draco, you don’t have to-”

“I never thought about how you must feel about all this. I was being selfish, but without you I would have never realized that Hermione isn’t the person I always thought she was. She never was and if it wasn’t for you, I would have never known that I deserve someone better”, Draco says with sudden realization and as he raises the red rose in front of your face, offering it to you now, a tear rolls down your cheek. “Somewhere along the way I realized that I deserve someone like you, Y/N.”