#short drarry fic

[rockingrobin69]

(never) over

“Smells lovely,” Draco huffed, more air than words, ticklish in the crook of Harry’s neck. He was half hanging off him and half swaying to the non-music, wind outside and the hum of the oven and the crackling of firewood; Harry closed his eyes and smiled, overheated and slightly overwhelmed, and overjoyed, bursting with it.

“Sweetheart,” he said, not on purpose. Then, firmer, “Sweetheart,” pressing a kiss to the precious crown of his head, and another, and another, helpless to it, “sweetheart,” in this room that was too warm (oven and fire and Draco and dancing), in his arms, in, this, here.

“Yes,” Draco laughed, swaying him worse, dragging a lip up Harry’s neck, tiny little flutters of kisses, “sweet,” meaning the smell, probably, or the—whole of it. Starry-bright.  

Harry wanted to say: you are, meaning the entire world, probably, but words were sticky and slow to come and kissing was closer anyway, so he took Draco’s chin in his palm and pressed their noses together, readying, ready, stopped there. Half-melted around the edges. Staggering, the way Draco looked at him sometimes.  

“You,” Harry said, and swallowed what might have been a whine. He was so—happy, over-filled and buzzing, overrun with delight.

“I?”

Nodding, “You.”

Draco blinked, so near Harry could almost feel the movement on his own cheeks. His eyes were huge and somewhat blurry, grey and scorching-brilliant. “You too,” he said, arms slinging behind Harry’s neck, pulling even tighter. The crackle of fire and hum of the oven, the non-music of the night surrounded them like a blanket, gentle and warm. Overpowering.

The moon sang its crescent tune distantly overhead; Harry, long over it, leaned the last remaining inch between their lips, and the sigh just before the kiss was on its own so unbearably sweet.

@moonmanatee, my dear beloved friend, here's your treat!

[drarrily-we-row-along]

Nonsense

Written for the prompt "Nonsense" by Sabrina Carpenter.

Draco took another sip of his drink, letting it fizzle in his mouth and burn on its way down his throat. He steadfastly ignored the way his heart thud, thudded in his chest whenever Potter glanced up at him, the corner of his mouth ticking up as gave him a hot once-over.

The flush crept all the way up his neck and spread over his cheeks, his whole body felt too warm, tummy swooping and tingling, like he was a bloody teenager. He took another drink, trying to stay relaxed.

Pansy was talking, something about her latest flame, but he could barely keep up, hoping that his occasional nods and hums were sufficient.

And she didn't seem to notice until Potter stood up and walked past them, nodding at Draco and grinning at him, tilting his head down like he was a little shy and Draco's heart jumped into his throat as he attempted to smile back.

"Parkinson," he greeted, "Draco," he added, voice soft and warm like he'd cast a spell that tied Draco's intestines around each other.

"Hey," he breathed, shook his head. "I mean," he cleared his throat, "Potter."

Potter's grin widened and it looked for a moment like he would say something more, but then he just nodded and kept on his way to the loo.

"Well," Pansy said with a sigh, sounding unbearably bored, "go on then."

"Pardon me?"

"Go on," she said, rolling her eyes at him. "I know you've been watching him all night. It seems like he finally made his move and it's time for you to make yours."

He sniffed and took another sip of his drink, "I've no idea what you're talking about."

"Right. You've no idea what I'm talking about because you've been too busy staring at Potter to listen to the words coming out of my mouth for the past hour."

And he wanted to protest, he really did, but they both knew that he had no leg to stand on. "Fine," he said, knocking back the last of his drink. "I will."

"Finally," she muttered but he didn't even dignify that with a response. He marched to the loo and opened the door, "Listen, Potter," he started, louder than he might have if he'd realized that Potter was standing at the sink, washing his hands and not in one of the stalls. "Oh."

Potter looked up at him, eyes fucking twinkling behind his glasses and Draco wanted to punch something, wanted to throw up, or bang his head against the wall, or... something. Watching Potter remain so bloody attractive while Draco fell apart was entirely infuriating. "I'm listening," Potter said, grinning even more broadly.

And Draco did the only thing that he could think to do with his tongue so tied, he lunged forward and grabbed Potter by the collar of his shirt and dragged him in to kiss him.

The water on Potter's hands soaked through Draco's shirt, but it was the furthest thing from his mind as Potter's mouth opened against his and he spun them, pressing Draco back against the sink.

His hands gripped Potter's shirt harder, pulling him in as he sank deeper into the kiss.

The other man smiled, his lips turning up at the corners and making the kiss a little awkward, but in a sweet way that Draco couldn't help but enjoy. "What?" he asked, still attempting to kiss Potter but wanting to understand that infernal grin.

"I like you," Potter said with a little shrug before he kissed Draco a little more. "I enjoy you."

"You drive me mental," Draco replied, in spite of the way that his stomach did back flips at the other man's words.

"Yeah?" he asked, still grinning.

"Yes," he grunted, all petulance and delight mixed up together. "You get my words all twisted together, you turn me into this daft idiot who can't get his head on straight."

Potter snorted, "Very convenient, seeing as I do my best not to fall for straight men."

He rolled his eyes and shoved Potter's shoulder before drawing him in closer and wrapping his arms around his waist.

"Be mine?" Potter asked. "Not just sleeping in my bed or hooking up in loos," he clarified, "actually, properly mine?"

"Is that what you actually want?" Draco asked, thinking that outcome was certainly too good to be true. "With me?"

Potter chuckled and bumped Draco's cheek with his nose, "I don't see anyone else standing in this loo with me."

He blinked, pushed back the insecurity that he felt rising in his chest, nodded once and decided to let himself have what he wanted. "Yeah," he said softly. "I'd like that."

"Alright, then."

Harry nodded. "Alright."

[lcdrarry]

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[drarry-reccage]

The Silent Auror by @vaysh11 (1.5k, Gen.)

Tags: Disability, Blindness

Harry had sensed it then, when the man was only sitting a few yards away, something that Harry's magic brought back to him as it ventured out to collect clues that Harry's eyes could not longer perceive. The man was afraid. Not of Harry, but of what would become of Harry. This Auror wanted ... no, he needed Harry to return to his offices, stand before the Wizengamot and continue to plead his lost causes. It was in the glances he cast at Harry, lingering long and with an intensity that Harry's magic sensed from nobody else. It was not unfamiliar, this undivided scrutiny. Sometimes it felt as if all through Hogwarts, Harry had been watched like this.

This is that fic that draws you in Harry and Draco’s present circumstances, but will haunt you with the weight of history between them. I love the stark contrast of the fic title from the emotions it made me feel, how this Harry started seeing the world with his other senses and yet him being highly attuned to Draco remains ever-present, and this Draco—his unspoken concern and hurt echo so loudly in the backdrop and I ache.

If you’re seeking something short and tender with a beautiful + poignant writing, go for it. There’s also a gorgeous artwork that inspired this story (linked in the fic). See you on the next rec!

(Rec by @kk1smet)

[iamnotthenewwriter]

Cold

Prompt suggested by @abbystromboli

Warning! Smut ⚠️

One shot

Draco was waiting for Harry at the top of the astronomy tower, he had an awful day and just wanted to see Harry and feel better thanks to him.

Harry walked up the stairs, taking the invisibly cloak off when he reached the top of the tower and seeing Draco there waiting for him.

“Hey.” Harry almost whispered as he walked up to Draco who was sitting down onto the rather cold ground, he leaned down and placed a soft tender kiss on the male’s forehead before sitting down next to him.

“I missed you.” Draco mumbled quietly as he rested his head against Harry’s shoulder, the blonde looked sad and Harry wrapped his arm around the other’s shoulders as his thumb slowly rubbed against the soft, yet way too thin for that cold night, fabric of Draco’s white crisp shirt.

Harry brushed his nose against Draco’s hair, he took in his scent of fresh expensive leather, something woody and something sweet. “I missed you too.” The shorter male replied softly.

“It’s cold.” Draco whined as he shuffled closer to Harry’s body, the green eyed male pulled Draco into a hug as he made him sit in his lap.

“Better?” Harry asked as he wrapped his arms about Draco, the blonde wrapped his own arms around Harry’s neck as he straddled the male’s hips.

Draco nodded as he looked down at Harry and when their eyes met he leaned down to kiss the other, the tender kiss quickly deepened as Draco pushed his tongue into Harry’s mouth exploring it once again.

Harry needed so desperately to feel Draco’s skin against his, he was quick to unbutton and toss the blonde’s shirt onto the floor while Draco did the same with his shirt.

“Harry…” Draco whispered as Harry kissed the other’s chest, brushing his tongue against his pale pink nipples.

Harry gently pushed Draco down onto the cold floor, the blonde arched his back as the other started taking his pants off and before he could realize Harry was already freeing the male’s hard boner from his underwear.

“Please…” Draco moaned when Harry lowered his head to lick the male’s tip, swirling his tongue around it before taking it into his mouth.

Draco bit his bottom lip as he tried to keep quiet, it was late and everyone was sleeping already but they still needed to keep quiet and hopefully no one would find them.

Harry bobbed his head up and down Draco’s cock, the blonde reached down and grabbed Harry’s dark hair into his clenched fists and gently pulled on it.

A handful of minutes later Harry pulled away from Draco, his lips wet and red as he caught his breath. “Turn around for me.” He told Draco and he was quick to do as he had been told while Harry took his own pants and underwear off finally.

Draco looked back to see Harry on his knees behind him, the dark haired male leaned down and spread the blonde’s cheeks apart. He admired the pink ring of muscles before he slowly ran his tongue against it, the hole twitched and clenched around the air as Draco covered his mouth with his pale hand as he tried to keep quiet.

“I’m ready, please Harry…” Draco said as he tried to hold back his moans, he could hear Harry shift behind his before aligning his cock with Draco’s hole.

Harry pushed his tip in and his hold tightened as his fingers clenched on Draco’s hips, probably leaving marks there, and the blonde couldn’t hold back anymore.

“Harry, Harry…” he moaned out the other’s name loudly as Harry slowly pushed his whole length into the male, be felt so tight and warm it was hard to keep his movements slow at first.

Unfortunately someone was walking near the tower and heard their loud moans, the older male walked up the stairs quickly and his facial expressions was disgusted and horrified when he reached the top of the tower.

“Potter!” Severus Snape was standing there in his black robes, Harry was quick to pull out of Draco in shock. The blonde widened his eyes and tried to get dressed, blushing as he was so embarrassed they had been caught and by none other than Snape.

“This is unacceptable, you are going to be expelled!” The man said as he looked at Harry.

[sitp-recs]

Hi Liv, do you have a list for short fics (5k)? I’m looking for some bed time fics that won’t keep me up until 4am. Thank you, i love your blog.

Hi anon! I think I did a shorts reclist before but they were probably over 5k so this was a great opportunity to highlight even shorter fics (and also a great way to decompress last night, ty!)

Boy, do I have recs for you 🤣 I’m listing below 50 fics within 5k - you’ll notice that 2-4k is my sweet spot but I did my best to include all kinds of lengths and tropes - sure, there may be some contemplative angst but nothing too sad I hope after all this is BED TIME. Personally, I think all these make for excellent bedtime reads. Enjoy!

Semiplume by @tackytigerfic (M, 1k)

Without Sunshine by @sweet-s0rr0w (T, 1k)

with the lights off, i see you by teatrolley (NR, 1k)

Tidings of Comfort by @blamebrampton (G, 1.5k)

The Game by rillalicious (G, 1.5k)

Take That Ride by @andithiel (T, 1.5k)

Windy City by @cavendishbutterfly (T, 1.5k)

Meet You In the Middle by toomuchplor (E, 1.5k)

magic in the making by @getawayfox (G, 2k)

Willing Blood by @lqtraintracks and @the-starryknight (E, 2k)

I, Ferret by curiouslyfic (T, 2k)

You Either Fuck or You Get Fucked by @fw00shy (E, 2k)

This Time Again (Next Year) by @gryffindorhearts (T, 2k)

Receipts by @moonflower-rose (M, 2k)

Bright Side by @floydig (T, 2k)

10:47 am by fw00shy (T, 2k)

Light Years Away by @lettersbyelise (M, 2.5k)

"I'll Figure It Out." by @vukovich (E, 2.5k)

the other harry's happiness by thestarryknight (T, 3k)

Still Life, orphaned (M, 3k)

Secretly, between the shadow and the soul by @teacup-tai (T, 3k)

Between the Power Lines by tackytiger (M, 3k)

On The Shore by @skeptiquewrites (T, 3k)

Nothing compares by @maesterchill (T, 3k)

Mad Blood Stirring by provocative_envy (E, 3k)

Enjoy the Silence by @shealwaysreads (M, 3.5k)

Half Awake by @academicdisasterfic (E, 3.5k)

The Mating Habits of Snidgets by @shealynn88 (G, 3.5k)

Is This Love? by @phdmama (E, 3.5k)

The Long Fall by tackytiger (M, 3.5k)

Sun Stroke by @peachpety (E, 4k)

Limits of Earth and Sky by Jackvbriefs (E, 4k)

Waiting for that Feeling by @sorrybutblog (T, 4k)

Oxygen by maesterchill (T, 4k)

Cupboard Love by shealwaysreads (G, 4k)

The Notion of Attention by thestarryknight (T, 4k)

Interlude by dynamic (E, 4k)

Cake by astolat (M, 4k)

Lucid by @dracoladon (E, 4.5k)

Want by SilentAuror (M, 4.5k)

Five Years by @shiftylinguini (M, 4.5k)

Tastes Like Soap by InnerLilith (E, 4.5k)

Garden War by Cibee (T, 5k)

Game On by @pennygalleon (T, 5k)

Blue Sky Is Living Here Today by ignatiustrout (G, 5k)

Nothing Left to Burn by skeptique (E, 5k)

He Whose Hand and Eye Are Gentle by khalulu (G, 5k)

A Midsummer Affair by @lazywonderlvnd (E, 5k)

light as the sky above by @candybarrnerd (E, 5k)

Hourglass Heart by @bixgirl1 (E, 5k)

[hp-fanfic-archive]

Harry/Draco Fluff Masterlist | Works With 5-10k Words

find the full masterlist directory here

last updated: 09/17/24 | links last checked: 09/17/24

*Care for Me by SereneFreakGeek [T,10k]

Draco Malfoy's best and only friend is Pansy, who has recently acquired a girlfriend. This only proves to show how lonely Draco really feels. But, will this mysterious girl who has won over Pansy's heart have a plan? Harry Potter is a football jock being paraded around by the school as their 'golden boy' who will win them their championship. Though, Draco has had a few problems involving jocks in his past. Can he push past it to accept this new friendship, or maybe more?

I Can't Take It! by XxTheDarkLordxX [T, 7k]

After the war, Draco Malfoy became an author. A best selling author whose books move the hearts of those who read them. Which wouldn't be a problem for Ron if all of them weren't about Harry! For the safety of his own sanity, Ron was going to help Malfoy ensnare Harry. That is if they can get along long enough not to kill each other.

Hands all Over by LittleYepa [M, 8k]

A series of events that show how possessive a Malfoy is. (translation available in 中文-普通话 國語 (AO3))

*Meeting By Starlight by Lomonaaeren [T, 5k, Sirius Raising Harry]

When Harry steps out of the Beauxbatons carriage to come to Hogwarts in his fourth year, his gaze is immediately drawn to a pale-haired boy wearing green robes. He’s more than a little surprised to find his mate like this, but then, there are days that he’s still surprised he’s a Veela at all. (podfic available)

Pretty Good by XxTheDarkLordxX [T, 6k]

Harry and Draco would both say they have it good. Married and in love. Three children who were decently behaved… well, at least Teddy is. Their twins? Not so much. Albus and Scorpius Malfoy-Potter cause mayhem -unintentional or not- wherever they go. Snapshots of the family life and how it doesn't matter what happens, as long as they have each other.

*Thermodynamic Equilibrium by DorthyAnn [T, 5k]

Harry's far too hot. Draco's always cold. And somehow against all odds, together they create a perfect equilibrium. (podfic available) (translations available in Ελληνικά (AO3), Español (AO3), 한국어 (AO3), 中文-普通话 國語 (AO3), Türkçe (AO3))

*denotes personal favorite

[steampunkserpent27]

A Sleeping Dragon

For @drarrymicrofic 's prompt: Dragon CW: Fluff and more fluff Draco snored like a sleeping dragon. Harry found himself awake, staring into the darkness of his room and wondering how Draco could create such a loud and roaring noise. Draco was far from a loud person in his day to day life. More often than not he was silent, thoughtful. That wasn't to say he didn't speak his mind, he did, all of the time. But he only spoke when he had something to say. Otherwise, he'd just watch and listen. Draco said he was content with silence, that his mind was loud enough on its own, he didn't need anything else adding to it. But now, Draco was far from silent. Harry stifled a groan and buried his head beneath his pillow, trying to drown out the noise. When that ultimately failed, he reached over and jostled Draco. The noise paused, before it continued with new vigor. "Come on, Draco." He muttered. "This can't be healthy." Once he couldn't stand it anymore, he tickled the back of Draco's hand, until he started to squirm, his face scrunching up. "Stop it... It's not nice." He rolled his eyes, settling back down against Draco's shoulder. "I can't sleep." Draco placed his hand against his back, yawning. "Love you." Harry smiled, leaning up to press a kiss against Draco's cheek. "Love you, too."

[aneiria-writes]

Kinktober 2023 - Day 3: Hate Sex

‘I fucking hate you, Potter,’ Draco muttered, pushing Harry’s head down so he was pressed face-first into the pillow. Harry struggled just enough to be able to turn his head sideways so he could breathe. 

‘No need to tell me, Malfoy,’ Harry managed to spit out, and Draco’s hand tightened in his hair, keeping him pinned down. ‘Just— fucking do it—’ Harry broke off with a long, drawn-out groan of pleasure as Draco finally lined himself up and pushed into Harry. 

‘Fuck, Potter,’ Draco panted, and Harry felt Draco’s forehead fall against his upper back, just for a moment. Then the pressure disappeared, and Harry bit down on the pillow as Draco grabbed him by the hips and ground down, pushing himself even deeper into Harry. ‘Yeah, you like that, don’t you?’ 

Harry could practically hear the smirk in Draco’s voice, but the way he was currently grinding down hard against Harry’s prostate made it difficult to come up with any kind of witty remark just then. Harry just breathed through it, the burn, the drag, the way Draco moved his hands from Harry’s hips to his ass, holding him open as he pulled out nearly all the way before sliding slowly back in. 

‘Fuck,’ Harry muttered, arching his back helplessly, giving Draco even easier access to him. His cock was so hard, as he imagined Draco staring down at Harry, eyes locked on where they were joined. Harry reached down, awkwardly, between his legs, but before he could grasp his own cock, Draco batted his hand away.

‘You come when I say so, Potter. You know the rules by now,’ Draco added, smugness dripping from every word. He held Harry’s balls in his hand and squeezed them, just hard enough, as he thrust himself back into Harry, back against his prostate, making Harry groan long and loud into the pillow again. 

‘I fucking hate you, Malfoy,’ Harry muttered, but he knew the way he pushed back against Draco, silently begging for more, betrayed the words that fell almost instinctively from his mouth.

‘No need to tell me, Potter,’ Draco replied quietly, but he ran one of his hands all the way up Harry’s arched back, until it rested gently on Harry’s hair once again.

[crazybutgood]

banner created by the lovely @getawayfox 🥰

I absolutely adore short stories, and I thought I'd use the spotlight saturday concept to spread love for them as much as I can. I will try my best to make this a monthly thing,, sometimes more or less frequent. I hope you find some bite-sized bits of escapism to enjoy through these reclists. Today's features stories to curl up cosily with for a good laugh, some hurt/comfort, or softness—take your pick! And as always, please check the tags and author notes. Have a lovely weekend~

At The Top by @moonstruckwytch (Draco/Harry) (G) 

written for hdcandyheartsfest 2022 day two: first date

Sinking/Floating by @andithiel (Draco/Harry) (T, 966)

After the war, Harry once again dwells so much on dreams of the past and those he lost, that he forgets to live. Draco helps to remind him.

For All You Give (I’ll Give it Back to You) by @thesleepiesthufflepuff (Harry/Ron/Hermione) (T, 7144)

A birthday, a beach cottage, a love confession (or two). All Harry can wonder is why it took him so long to figure this out.

Flushed with love and romance by toutcequonvuet (Draco/Harry) (M, 3011)

Harry has been eagerly anticipating the perfect proposal Draco is surely crafting. Nothing can put a plug on his excitement. When he finally gets it, he’s in for a surprise of the accidental (and hilarious) variety./Featuring: wordplay, bath bombs, and theoretically attractive plumbers

From Sunset to Star Rise by @schmem14 (Harry/Ron) (M, 7618)

Ron stops in his tracks, trembling from head to toe as he points his nose to the clear blue sky, feeling the autumn chill bite his fevered skin./He’s in love with Harry, and he only just realizes it./I have to conquer this is his first thought./I have to tell him is his second./But I’m afraid… lingers longest of all./Ron and Harry move to New England to get away from the aftermath of war, buy a cozy cabin in the woods, and fall in love under the stars of an autumn sky.

Dancing with our eyes closed by Patriceavril (Ginny/Luna) (T, 2517)

Ginny ditches the wedding and her stupid heels, expecting to drink her bottle of stolen champagne alone. When Luna appears, Ginny decides maybe she doesn't want to be alone after all.

Destination: Healing by @stargazing-enby (Draco/Harry) (T, 2027)

As much as he refused to think about it, the truth was something in Harry’s chest unravelled in those dawn-hued moments of quiet when his body was heavy against the bathroom door frame, the Cloak heavy on his shoulders, and his gaze heavier than any of the two on the rise and fall of Malfoy’s breathing.

bloom for me by dynazty (Pansy/Luna) (T, 824)

It was a flower garden. That’s what Luna told her.

Strict Essentials by @l0vegl0wsinthedark (Draco/Harry) (M, 3884)

Harry and Draco go shopping for a new kettle.

The List by @onbeinganangel (Remus/Sirius) (M, 1400)

A story where the to-do list is too long, the weather is terrible and Sirius is seriously trying his best not to have to leave the house.

Marshmallow Kisses by @samunderthelights (James Sirius/Teddy) (G, 889)

James has been working on a surprise for Teddy, but it doesn't go as planned.

Bind by @gallifrey1sburning (Gin/Luna) (T, 2088)

Gin's binder is beginning to affect their career. Pansy's still struggling to figure out how to support her partner through their dysphoria, but she's learning.

The Music of the Stars by @gallifrey1sburning (Draco/Harry) (G, 556)

“It’s almost like music, isn’t it?” Draco looked down to catch Harry’s eye, seemingly unperturbed to find him staring, and Harry wondered if he’d known all along./“What is?”/“All of this. The sea, the wind, the stars.”/Harry laughed. “The stars don’t make noise, you weirdo.”/“They do,” Draco argued. “You just have to know how to listen.”

Beneath the Wisteria by @thealmostrhetoricalquestion (Draco & Scorpius, Albus Severus/Scorpius) (G, 2589)

Scorpius likes the wisteria best of all. He likes the pretty colours and the way the petals fall like rain, and he likes when Draco lifts him up to push his small fingers through the heaps of flowers. It’s Draco’s favourite too, so he sits with Scorpius by the pond often, under the full, soft petals, and watches Scorpius scoop at the water with a conjured green fishing net. He uses his magic to make the petals fall close to Scorpius, and they kiss the water and unfurl inches from him, until they’re scooped up by the net and placed in a pile on the grass./Scorpius laughs each time he catches one, patting his chubby legs with glee./It makes Draco feel warm.

The Darling Curse by @orange-peony (Draco/Harry) (E, 9209)

It was just a slip./Harry didn't mean to call Draco 'love' in front of the other Aurors, especially because they have no idea they're a couple./Well, Harry could always pretend to be cursed and use pet names with everyone./What's the worst that can happen?

[rockingrobin69]

Colour

They painted the wall green in summer. It’s been needing a new coat for quite a while, and after endless quarrelling, a shade has been selected. Green, like your eyes, Draco smiled, and green, like your scarf, Harry said back. They laughed and laughed and bickered some more, and in the end in the shop with the impatient clerk they decided, this. This is the colour we need in our house, in our lives.

(This, Draco said, taking Harry’s hand in the parking lot: this is the colour).

It looked different on the wall than it did on the screen. It looked different than what they had planned. (It was summer, and green, green).

It took ages to paint. Mostly because Harry was too busy horsing around (and this had better come off in the shower, Draco yelled, and roared after him). Mostly because it was the weekend, and they had time in spades, loads and loads of it to do as they wanted, as they dared, so they covered the whole floor in newspapers and made a huge mess.

(This, Harry said, chest burning with the feel of it: this is the colour).

It smelled sort of brilliant. It looked like a forest, like the sea. (Like your eyes, Draco said. Like your school tie, Harry replied). It was summer, and green-green as a fresh start. It didn’t even matter that it was green: could’ve been blue (like the jumper you always wear, like your first car) or purple (like the flowers you planted, like the frosting you made) or yellow (like your mustard, like the cover of your favourite book).

All that mattered was this: hands and laughter and bickering. Making a decision, seeing it through. That this, this, was the colour they needed, that they now had.

Happy birthday, my lovely @crazybutgood​! A little softness especially for you. 

[drarrily-we-row-along]

“Bed, love,” a soft voice murmured, startling Harry where he was not sleeping on his stack of grading he had yet to complete.

“Can’t,” he said, shaking his head and then his hands for good measure. “Too much to do.”

Draco huffed a soft laugh, fingers gently squeezing Harry’s neck and soothing the tension. “You’re just sleeping at the desk.”

He shook his head again and forced his eyes open, “I wasn’t,” he argued, lying through his teeth. “Just resting my eyes. They hurt,” he added as he shoved his glasses up to rub them.

“It’s one in the morning, love, and you’ve been working all day, of course your eyes hurt.”

He groaned, “I’m never gonna finish these,” he said as he dropped his head to the top of the pile of papers.

“Come on,” Draco said. “Stand up. Come to bed.” He leaned down and brushed a kiss over the nape of Harry’s neck, “If not for your sake, then for mine. I don’t sleep well when you’re not there.”

It was a lie and they both knew it. Draco slept like a log as long as Harry was in their flat somewhere. He’d said it before, Harry’s magic permeated the whole space when he was there. “Slytherin,” he accused.

“Yes, yes,” Draco replied as he guided Harry out of his chair. “You can thank me tomorrow.”

Too tired to argue, Harry followed him to their room and let Draco’s magic wash over him, stripping him down to his boxers.

“Bed,” Draco said, nudging him toward the warm, cocoon of space that Draco had been sleeping in before coming to get Harry.

He collapsed onto the mattress, groaning as his spine stretched out from the hunched position it had been in, muscles aching.

“You’re getting old,” Draco said as he climbed in beside Harry, his hand soothing over Harry’s back before he covered them.

He scowled at him, “I’m younger than you are.”

“But listen to the one of us who’s grunting and moaning about laying down.”

“I’ll give you something to grunt and moan about,” he grumbled.

Draco laughed, “I think you’d fall asleep half way through. Hell, I would be surprised if you could even get it up right now.”

“Be nice to me,” he whined.

With a soft laugh, Draco drew him in and wrapped him in his arms, pressing a kiss to his forehead.

“Thanks,” he said, softly, not sure what he would do without someone to tell him to rest, and eat, and exist outside of being a teacher.

Another kiss to the top of his head and Harry was already drifting off. “Sleep well, love you.”

[sun-moon-and-stars4]

i really love reading fanfic bc its all just the authors opinions and if i see something that i personally dont think a character would do i can just go nope in my mind and go on reading

[cheerfulsnobbery]

accepting hp fanfic requests!

please tell me what to write! I’m looking for some oneshot/short fic prompts, longer fics can be requested as well, just know that I am particularly looking for shorter ones atm.

I prefer to write ships for Harry (both boy or girl versions) with ‘dark’ characters: Slytherins, Death Eaters, Voldie, etc. I don’t want to write ships that involve Ron, Hermione, or Ginny. I haven’t posted any smut yet but I’m not against it, and honestly probably need the practice.

be as vague or specific as you want. I will be posting the fics on ao3 but will also post on here when they go up!

[iamnotthenewwriter]

A Second Chance

Part Seven

After Draco ran away Harry could only curse himself for being too careless, if only he had not kissed Draco they could have talked more about how he wanted to help him and maybe Draco would have even accepted but he had lost his only chance.

A few days later Harry, Hermione and Ron were about to track down the next Horcrux they would need to destroy.

Harry was walking down an hallway when he turned around the corner he saw Draco just a few steps ahead of him, he was quick to catch up to the other male.

“Malfoy.” He called out his name as he placed his hand onto the other’s shoulder. “I’m sorry about what happened.” He said sincerely, Draco seemed startled as he turned to face Harry.

“Potter…” Harry didn’t even let him add anything else before stopping him.

“Just…as if nothing happened…please, I will help you.” He looked into Draco’s eyes as if trying to tell him that he could completely trust him.

Draco didn’t know what to say, maybe he actually needed help, maybe he could trust Harry and escape his already written out faith.

“I…” Draco bit his bottom lip as he tried to find the right words. “I will help you destroy the Horcruxes.”

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Harry/Draco Angst Masterlist | Works With 5-10k Words

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last updated: 09/17/24 | links last checked: 09/17/24

A Cold Spot in Hell by FeelsForBreakfast [E, 8k]

When there’s nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire. If you wanted 8k of sexy arson, emotionally difficult arson, general arson, handkerchiefs, dread, and poetry curation, now is really your moment.

Hands all Over by LittleYepa [M, 8k]

A series of events that show how possessive a Malfoy is. (translation available in 中文-普通话 國語 (AO3))

I Can't Take It! by XxTheDarkLordxX [T, 7k]

After the war, Draco Malfoy became an author. A best selling author whose books move the hearts of those who read them. Which wouldn't be a problem for Ron if all of them weren't about Harry! For the safety of his own sanity, Ron was going to help Malfoy ensnare Harry. That is if they can get along long enough not to kill each other.

*Meeting By Starlight by Lomonaaeren [T, 5k, Sirius Raises Harry]

When Harry steps out of the Beauxbatons carriage to come to Hogwarts in his fourth year, his gaze is immediately drawn to a pale-haired boy wearing green robes. He’s more than a little surprised to find his mate like this, but then, there are days that he’s still surprised he’s a Veela at all. (podfic available)

The Thousand Deaths by corvuscrowned [E, 6k]

When the Kedavras don’t work, they try wooden stakes. When the stakes don’t work, they try blades. When the blades don’t work, the truth spills between them like the vast, churning ocean — eternity, inescapable. (translation available in Русский (AO3))

Twice Over by Lomonaaeren [M, 7k]

A second prophecy has been found, focusing on Harry Potter, that says he will cause the fall of a second Dark Lord. Harry, on the verge of retiring from the Aurors due to moral exhaustion, agrees to go on one last mission: infiltrating rising Dark Lord Draco Malfoy’s organization.

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