#hogwarts eighth year
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noreamea · 9 months ago
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artkiving · 7 months ago
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Inspired by the absolutely brilliant fic by Faithwood (yep she's back) — BEHOLDEN
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this is how I pictured the ending of chapter 4! also since Harry looked really cute without glasses, here's an alternate version too
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Reblogs and Shares appreciated!🩷 kissing animation here
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venrain · 2 months ago
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Draco and Harry after they drank too much celebrating the end of exams
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Stunning fanart of Ch. 31, staring at the sky by the talented @chillyou on Lofter <3 it always makes my day to see interpretations of this fic :)
Go check out staring at the sky + chillyou's art!
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forgetmenot987 · 2 years ago
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『reconcile』
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seaside-storm · 5 days ago
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DRACO MALFOY Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince (2009)
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tinyq · 1 month ago
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A sunny moment.
With a little surprise under the cut:
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I didn't have the gumption to draw another Crooks, sorry Stick Q. :(
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drarrily-we-row-along · 2 years ago
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Pillow
The eighth years decided that they were all going to have a sleepover.
They decided that a night of games and fun in the Common Room shouldn't end just because people started to feel sleepy, so they all brought down pillows and blankets, and changed into the pajamas before sprawling out across the floor.
Harry caught sight of Draco making a space for himself in the corner, piling the blankets on the floor, making himself a nest out of the way of the other students. He made a beeline for him, waving off the other students who invited him to set up camp near them. "Hey," he said, cursing himself for sounding so breathless.
Draco looked up and the concerned lines on his face smoothed out, Harry's heart clenched painfully in his chest. "Hi," he said, tucking his hair behind his ear.
"Can I sleep with you?" Harry asked, then spluttered, "Not like that!" he hastened to add. "Sorry, I just meant can I-"
Draco smiled at him, his face open and sweet in a way that Harry couldn't have imagined before this year, and Harry was on fire with embarrassment and with how attractive he found the other boy, "I know what you meant," he said, nodding at Harry, "I'd," he swallowed, "I'd really like it if you slept over here."
"Great," he whispered, spreading out his blankets and setting down his pillow.
"Here," Draco said, taking out his wand and casting a charm on the floor that made it feel significantly softer.
"Oh," Harry said, making himself more comfortable as he rolled on his side to face the other boy. "Thank you.”
Draco nodded, rolling on his side so that he was facing Harry, too. "No problem."
All around them, people were still talking and laughing as the lights went down, leaving them bathed only in the pale moonlight. Draco looked ethereal, the moonlight catching in his pale hair, skin radiant like he was absorbing it.
"You're really beautiful," Harry breathed because he couldn't help himself.
Draco huffed a laugh, "You're ridiculous," he whispered back but his hand slipped out from under his blanket and covered Harry's.
His whole body lit up at the contact, the touch was nothing untoward, nothing that should have caused him to flush hot under his collar, but it did. He felt the touch all the way to the soles of his feet. It felt so good. That simple touch made Harry's entire body ache with yearning and unfulfilled longing to be touched with tenderness.
The other boy started to pull back but Harry shook his head, "Don't stop," he whispered, voice cracking and eyes flooding with tears.
"Hey," Draco whispered, slipping closer to him and moving his hand from Harry's hand and up to his cheek. "What is it?"
He shook his head and closed his eyes, feeling the tears that had been prickling spill between his eyelashes and down his nose. "It just," he swallowed and felt Draco shift closer still, their knees bumping. "Sorry," he whispered.
"Why?" Draco asked, voice soft so no one could overhear. He cast a subtle notice-me-not to give them a little privacy.
And Harry let out a shaky breath, "it just feels really nice."
"What?"
"Your hands," he whispered. "But you don't have to-"
"I want to," Draco assured him quickly, interrupting Harry's words as his thumb stroked over Harry's cheek. "I want to touch you," he murmured.
Harry turned his face into his palm, "I really like you," he confessed.
When there was no response, Harry opened his eyes to look at the other boy. Draco stared at him, unblinking, "Really?"
He nodded, "Yeah," he said, laughing a little helplessly, "I thought that would have been obvious."
"I didn't want to hope," Draco replied and Harry's heart shattered.
"Come here," he whispered, pulling Draco into his arms and hugging him tight, reveling in the way Draco’s arms wrapped around him just as tightly.
“I like you, too,” Draco murmured into Harry’s neck.
“Thank Merlin,” he replied.
He felt Draco swallow, then he whispered, “Can I hold you while we sleep.”
He nodded, unable to get any words out over the joy bubbling in his chest. They shifted around, moving blankets out of the way, until Harry’s back was pressed to Draco’s chest and Draco’s arms were holding him close. And Harry let his body relax into it, let the shimmering, light feeling coalesce in his chest and his limbs until it felt like his whole body was alight in it.
“Sleep,” Draco murmured, lips brushing over Harry’s neck. “I’ve got you.”
And Harry found himself drifting off, more comfortable and content than he could remember being in a long time.
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written for the @hdcandyheartsfest prompt 'pillow'
Read more of my 2023 hdcandyhearts ficlets here.
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hp-fanfic-archive · 2 months ago
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Sparks by annanotherthing Pairing: Harry/Draco Rating: E Word Count: 20k “I’m sorry,” Draco turned to him, “are we boring you?” Greg looked up. “No, I’m just hungry, and you’re taking far too long to just tell them that you and Potter are soulmates. Do you have to be this dramatic?” There was a moment of silence, before all hell broke loose.
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autumnweeen · 1 month ago
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@flufftober
Flufftober | Day 9 | Don’t do that! But…
Dramione Eighth Year Study Partners
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xanahalfblood · 1 year ago
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Severus snape
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midnightpink · 7 months ago
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A Wizard’s Guide to Co-Parenting with Your Ex-Arch Nemesis
read it here on ao3
Harry had expected a few things when returning for his Eighth Year. Rooming with Ron, a cheeky Firewhisky down at the pub, leaving his assignments to the last minute – those were all but certain to occur.
His list of certainties definitely hadn’t included McGonagall’s shake-up of the curriculum, which tasked the Eighth Years with the responsibility of parenthood for three weeks. Caring for a baby Transfigured from a sack of flour would have been alright if: 1) Malfoy wasn’t Harry’s assigned partner, 2) Their baby’s one goal in life wasn’t to spite Harry, and 3) Malfoy wasn’t infuriatingly good at fake parenthood.
by: thecouchsofa
Words: 38,232, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English 
Collections: H/D Kidfic Fest 2024
Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger,Parvati Patil,Minerva McGonagall, Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, Original Child Character(s)
Relationship: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter
Additional Tags: Hogwarts Eighth Year, Ridiculousness, Temporary Children, mild themes of child loss, A baby that lives to spite Harry, Teenagers being dramatic, Humor, Fluff, Getting Together, Draco Malfoy is Good with Children, Co-Parenting with your ex-arch-nemesis, featuring that one Home Ec unit that everybody hated, Everyone collectively losing their minds over babies made from flour, Kidfic, H/D Kidfic Fest 2024
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enemyofinnocence · 9 days ago
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131 Days [Chapter 5 Release]
by EnemyOfInnocence
It took Severus precisely 102 days, 15 hours, and 45 minutes — just over three months — to fall in love with her. To lose her required a single conversation. Of the 14,246 days he breathed, he’d spent only 131 truly happy.
Please comment on AO3 if you enjoy this story.
AO3:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/60258625/chapters/154513459
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dewitty1 · 1 year ago
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All Things Go
iota @sorrybutblog
Chapters: 6/6 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Dean Thomas, Ginny Weasley, Pansy Parkinson, Astoria Greengrass, Andromeda Black Tonks, Teddy Lupin Additional Tags: Getting Together, Hogwarts Eighth Year, Elements Inspired by Heartstopper, Boys Kissing, Secret Relationship, Party Games, Fluff, Smut, Light Angst, Epistolary, POV Alternating, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, teenagers being stupid, Weed, Recreational Drug Use, Alcohol, Intoxication, Minor Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Past Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Brief Instance of Misogynistic Language, H/D Erised 2022
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Draco’s back at Hogwarts by court order. Harry’s back for no particular reason at all. Some things change, some stay the same. Neither expects to spend eighth-year living in close quarters, playing rugby (poorly), staying up late, sneaking around, and finally figuring it all out.
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“I’ve ruined the fun,” Draco says.
“Yeah, sorry about that,” Harry says.
“Why are you apologising?”
“I invited you.”
“True. It’s definitely your fault that I was a teen fascist and my peers hate me,” Draco says dryly.
Harry nods, distracted. Draco surveys the room. Romilda is attempting to redirect people into a game of Spin the Bottle. Draco scoots back further.
Harry follows him back towards the wall and asks, “D’you want to get out of here?”
Draco’s mouth drops open. He snaps it shut. “Sure.”
“Right,” Harry says. He pushes himself to his feet and holds out a hand to haul Draco up too. His palm is dry against Draco’s clammy skin.
They walk swiftly towards the Chapel door. Harry turns the dial to black and they step out into the castle.
“Where does the black door lead?” Draco asks, trying to get his bearings in the dim corridor. He always exits the Chapel to the outdoors and walks across the lawns to the main doors that lead to the Great Hall.
“Not sure,” Harry says. “Hermione says it’s different every time.”
“How is that useful?”
“It doesn’t have to be useful. It’s magic.” Harry goes and sits in an alcove near a tapestry depicting a knight and a princess. Draco follows him.
Harry produces the bottle of tequila from Romilda’s game. He uncaps it and takes a sip then passes it to Draco. The mouth of the bottle is warm against Draco’s lips. He drinks dizzily, the first time he’s ever had tequila.
“I can’t believe she was trying to get people to play Spin the Bottle,” Harry says.
“I can’t believe everyone just gamely sat down for Truth or Dare.” Draco passes the bottle to Harry, who sets it on the weathered flagstones. Draco’s sleeve is still rolled up.
“That’s quite nasty, isn’t it?” Harry says, pointing to the Dark Mark.
“It makes for an okay reminder,” Draco says.
“Of what you were?” Harry asks, absurdly generous.
Draco has to take a breath. “Of who I want to be.”
Harry takes a swig of tequila, his lips shiny and wet around the glass.
“So you don’t fancy anyone at Hogwarts?” Draco asks, changing the subject, possessed briefly by some bravery he doesn’t know he had. He regrets the question the instant he asks it, the words hanging in the draughty air.
Harry ducks his head. “I… didn’t say that.”
“Ah, who’s the lucky girl then?”
“I didn’t say it was a girl, did I?” Harry asks, cheeky, then horrified.
“Oh. Are you– Do you fancy someone who’s not a girl?” Draco’s heart beats a tattoo against his rib cage.
“I–“ Harry starts and stops. “Maybe.”
The bubble of hope returns to Draco’s chest, larger now. “Have you ever kissed someone who’s not a girl?”
“No,” Harry says quickly. Then slower, quieter, “But, I think I would. Given the chance.” His eyes are massive and bright behind his glasses. Draco doesn’t know when he starts leaning forward, but once he does, he can’t stop. He tilts his head and lets Harry close the distance.
They kiss, close-mouthed and soft, the aching sweetness permeating through Draco when Harry pulls away looking dazed. They part for only a second and then Harry leans back in, his hand cupping the side of Draco’s face, fingers splaying over his neck.
Harry’s mouth is warm and wet and he tastes like liquor. Draco can’t get enough.
When they part again, Draco’s face is hot and his heart hasn’t stopped pounding and he can’t help but laugh at how strange his life has become. That he’s snogging Harry Potter in a deserted Hogwarts corridor, that he never wants to stop.
“Why are you laughing? It’s like you’ve never been kissed,” Harry says.
Draco touches his bottom lip, unable to keep himself from smiling. “I haven’t.”
Harry scrunches his nose and laughs too. They’re still sitting very close, Draco’s knees brushing against Harry’s.
“Are you– D’you want to–” Harry starts to say, but he’s already swaying into Draco’s space, crowding him, and there’s no need to say anything else.
They kiss and kiss until Draco’s lips go numb. Harry’s fingers find their way under Draco’s shirt, cold against his stomach. Draco wraps his arms around Harry’s neck and just holds on.
Eventually a strange noise breaks them apart. An hour could have passed or maybe five minutes. Draco can’t be sure.
“Mrs Norris,” Harry says, hoarsely.
♡✧( ु•⌄• )
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accio-sriracha · 3 months ago
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Wish Me Good Luck
By: Accio_Sriracha
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter
Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley
Word Count: 3k :)
Additional Tags: Quidditch, Harry Potter is Obsessed with Draco Malfoy, Good Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter Needs Therapy, Fluff and Humor, Light Angst, Making Up, Fix-It of Sorts, Hogwarts Eighth Year, Post-War, Harry Potter is Bad at Feelings, Past Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Everyone Is Gay
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It was the first quidditch match of the year. The first since the war…
Harry Potter had a hard enough time focusing as it was, his thoughts always drifting to memories he'd much rather forget, even without Draco Malfoy there to talk his ear into oblivion and ask WAY too many personal questions.
By the time the game ends the pair had made their amends, and then some. Harry couldn't help noticing the playful look in Malfoy's eyes, the same one he always wore when they were kids.
Maybe having Malfoy around wouldn't be so bad after all.
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seaside-storm · 7 days ago
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DRACO MALFOY Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince (2009)
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tinyq · 2 years ago
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Happy Valentine’s Day!
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