#werewolf!draco

[theiridiumhoe]

I have updated my fic and just reached 60k words! I am so bloody proud of myself for this fic, so I hope you give it a read :)

[dewitty1]

Anatomy of a Wolf Heart

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Chapters: 4/4 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger, Luna Lovegood, Original Female Character(s), Original Male Character(s) Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Werewolf Draco Malfoy, Kidnapping, Auror Harry Potter, First Time, POV Alternating, Explicit Sexual Content, I really am bad at tagging but Draco is pretty much off-screen tortured and has to heal from it, Suicidal Thoughts, bed sharing, Oh No They Have To Live Together, Christmas Time, Enemies to lovers speed run

Summary:

MALFOY HEIR FOUND ALIVE IN WEREWOLF FIGHTING RING

Three years ago at the tragic Battle that freed our great Wizarding World from the grip of a megalomaniac Dark Wizard, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, our world lost many Witches and Wizards. Among the dead and missing was Draco Malfoy, the only son of notorious Death Eaters Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy, both of whom volunteered their home for He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named to use as a headquarters. Sources have confirmed that the young Malfoy took a vow to follow in his parents footsteps by taking the Dark Mark.

Inside sources have uncovered that the Malfoy heir has been found alive. Aurors recently went undercover to expose a fighting ring involving illegal potions and unregistered werewolves. Among those rescued was Draco Malfoy.

Excerpt:

“You,” Malfoy says again, his voice twisted up tight. Such a pitched, perfect jealousy.

Malfoy pushes against him. Harry stalks backwards around the sitting room until the back of his calves hit the couch, Malfoy only a step behind. He puts his hands on Malfoy’s waist. He’s burning up under the soft fabric of his shirt. 

“Jesus,” Harry laughs, feeling a burst of excitement. This is happening. It’s happening and he’s not even the one who has to initiate it. Part of him wonders if Malfoy even knows what he’s desperate for.

Malfoy bares his teeth against Harry’s cheek. Opens his mouth and drags them against the bone of his jaw. Harry’s spent cock pulses desperately. He reaches one hand up and grips Malfoy’s chin, guiding his head back. 

“How long?” Harry asks, breathless. How long had Malfoy wanted this without saying a word? Malfoy jerks his chin out of his grip and bites at his fingers. 

“Since I was sixteen,” Malfoy says, which is not an answer to the question that had been asked, but one that Harry wants to hear. 

Harry, overcome, grabs his face in his hands and kisses him. 

They tumble onto the couch. Draco falls on top of him, hands all over, in his hair, clawing at his clothes. Harry gets his hands at the buttons of his shirt, fumbling with them before giving up and jerking roughly until the ping somewhere onto the floor. His hands find the bumps and grooves of Draco’s chest, the topography of his scars. He thumbs one nipple, and Draco curls over top of him, forehead against his shoulder, panting hot breath against his collar bone. 

Finally, Harry thinks. 

His hands slow, settle, and Draco lifts his face to look down at him. He’s beautiful like this, Harry thinks, delirious. Draco’s hair is all mussed and soft, his grey eyes wide, swallowed by pupils, his pale face flushed. Pink climbs up into his hairline, to the tips of his ears. Harry traces his thumb against Draco’s bottom lip before he surges up to kiss him. 

꒰˘̩̩̩⌣˘̩̩̩๑꒱♡

[skylarstark4826]

Draco x Ginny | Someone To Stay.

I also loved this other beautiful Harry Potter video of Drinny's ship of the characters of Draco Malfoy and Ginny Weasley together and especially because I am a big fan of the ship of both together and I really really enjoyed this video of them and I really hope that you do it too... sincerely

[ladylluan]

Harry gets bitten by a werewolf on a mission, and when healer Draco Malfoy arrives to treat him, Harry's inner wolf takes one look and decides: “Mine.” Now Draco’s stuck with a grumpy, possessive werewolf growling at anyone who gets too close to his mate🐺

[bicholsdrarrysideblog]

need to learn how to draw wolves by page three OH WHAT HAVE I DONE lmfao

[pato-roldnart]

Smuttiest smut for the brave and strong

Werewolf Draco Malfoy | Explicit Sexual Content | Teratophilia | Vaginal Sex | Cunnilingus | Knotting | Fluff and Smut | Nudity

Read the complete comic here

[girllblogging777]

↳ mattheo riddle x werewolf!reader (requested drabble)

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mattheo was leaning against the doorway, arms crossed, watching you pace the room like you were about to tear it apart. he had that stupid smirk on his face, the one that always got under your skin, and he knew that too.

"you know it's almost the full moon, right?" you snapped, not even looking at him. you were trying to keep it together, but the pull of the moon was making everything worse, you swore you could feel your blood boil.

"yeah, i know, wolfie," he said casually, the nickname rolling off his tongue like it's nothing. "that's why i'm here."

you stopped pacing, turning around to face him, feeling your frustration rise even higher. "what, so you can watch me lose control?"

for a second, the smirk dropped. mattheo stepped forward, his eyes locking onto yours, more serious than usual. "no," he said, voice quieter now. "i’m here because you don’t have to go through it alone. i get it."

you blinked, taken aback by the softness in his words. you weren’t expecting that. not from him. he was close now, close enough that you could feel the warmth of his body, his fingers just barely brushing against yours like he was waiting for permission to touch you.

"don’t call me wolfie," you mumbled, feeling the tension ease just a bit.

he chuckles under his breath, finally letting his hand slip into yours. "yeah, sure. no promises though."

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[dapperbeetledraws]

“Do whatever you want, Potter,” Draco rasps, his throat dry as parchment.

“Really?” Potter looks genuinely pleased. “Whatever I want? Even this?” Draco hadn’t noticed the thick arm encircle his waist and so when Potter jerks them flush together, Draco’s gasp is partly of shock. - Moon-Eyed, loveglowsinthedark on AO3

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Another fanfic fanart as well...I literally have this fic saved on my kindle, it is always such a delight to read and was one of the first that got me into Drarry many years ago. Werewolf Harry is classic and is handled so well in this fic, but Veela Draco is also interesting to me. I wanted to experiment with his face designs/see what kind of beautiful he could be...and of course draw tall suave Harry >_>

[hexediemiauenkann]

harry: stepps out of the carriage, after it finally stopped in hogwarts, minding his own business

draco malfoy, IMMEDIATELY: yOu fAinTeD, pOtTeR? is longbottom telling the truth? yOu aCtUAlLy fAiNteD?

harry: 🧍🏻‍♀️

and then he literally ELBOWED PAST HERMIONE TO BLOCK HARRYS WAY

like i just know this silly lil shit heard neville talking and SPRINTED to get to harry in time to mock him right away

[theiridiumhoe]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/59799127/chapters/152534107

Slow Down, You're Doin' Fine - theiridiumhoe

[skylarstark4826]

I absolutely loved this beautiful fanart of Drinny's ship of Draco Malfoy and Ginny Weasley together especially because I love that in this same fanart of them in the fandom there are also more fanarts like Draco and Ginny kissing in a romantic way and that they are also taking the hand of Draco's side in the background and that on the Ginny side at the bottom they are holding their hands and also that in the beginning Ginny and Draco have their Quidditch uniforms and that Ginny has a finger on Draco's chin in a romantic and beautiful way to see

By the way, this beautiful Fanart of them is not mine and the credits are not for me, but I let you know that right here I am going to leave you the link of the true creator on Tumblr.

[theoshn]

A boy and his dog.

[kingladywrites]

Poison and Wine

Harry sat at his desk, going over the files on Malfoy Manor. After a week of sorting through cursed items, he hadn’t even put a dent in the extensive collection. It was a bit disheartening on its own. Malfoy’s company made it that much worse.

“You’re going have to redo every one of those files,” Malfoy said.

“Could you not hover over me? I don’t appreciate being scrutinized,” he leaned back in his chair to look up at the man beside him.

“Well, I can’t really leave until you finish this.”

“Then grab a chair. This will be a moment.”

Malfoy stole a chair from another desk and sat down beside Harry. His cold eyes were still focused on the files.

“I’m warning you,” Malfoy said. “No one can read those notes. Where’d you learn to write? A school for the blind?”

“My handwriting is fine,” he said under his breath as he attempted to continue his work.

“I think we have different definitions of fine.”

“I really need to focus on this if either of us are going home before dinner.”

A smug look crossed Malfoy’s face as he leaned back in his chair. “What’s for dinner, Potter? Is the she-weasel cooking you the finest? Or is it takeaway again?”

Harry let his quill fall to the desk. “You know, you should be thanking me,” he turned to face Malfoy.

“And why is that?” He raised a pale eyebrow.

“Because if I wasn’t assigned to this, another Auror would be.”

“Yes, that’s how the Ministry works. I’m pleased to know you understand that basic concept.”

“Another Auror might not be so kind.”

“This is kindness? I almost feel sorry for your friends.”

“Do you realize that most of the other people in this building would be happy to lock you up in Azkaban?”

“And you wouldn’t?”

“No. If I did, I wouldn’t have said what I said at the trials, would I?”

For once, Malfoy didn’t seem to have an answer for that. He glanced around the room at the other Aurors. Very few were left. Most had gone home for the day.

“Just let me finish this paperwork and we can both go home,” Harry said.

“Fine, but if it comes back to you with the note ‘cannot read’, don’t blame me.”

Harry rolled his eyes and returned to his bookwork. 

Read more here!

[indigostation]

time travel fic where Remus, Regulus and Draco are a team I'll never forget you, all my favorite boys

[inkyarcturus]

Is this what yall imagine I look like whenever I post one of my rambling thoughts on here? Because this is what I feel like whenever I write them out.

[dewitty1]

Carey ‘W’Recs Wednesday(｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ presents: Jasmine in Bloom

lq_traintracks (lumosed_quill) @lqtraintracks

Chapters: 11/11 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Pansy Parkinson, Cho Chang, Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, Gregory Goyle, Millicent Bulstrode, Blaise Zabini, Daphne Greengrass, Minerva McGonagall, Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: Minor Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Minor Seamus Finnigan/Dean Thomas, Werewolf Harry Potter, Creature Fic, Tattoos, Tattoo Artist Draco Malfoy, Landscaper Harry Potter, Magical Theory (Harry Potter), Unresolved Sexual Tension, Meddling, Nonbinary Minor Character(s), Disability, Assistive Devices, Chronic Pain, Recreational Drug Use, Clubbing, bowling, Hung Harry Potter, Humor, Light Angst, Jealousy, Soulmates, brief mention of animal deaths, Bisexual Harry Potter, Bisexual Draco Malfoy, Masturbation, Inappropriate Erections, Shaving, Blood, Buff Harry Potter, Himbo Harry Potter, Magically Powerful Harry Potter, Competence Kink, Himbo kink, Frottage, Blow Jobs, Deep Throating, Face-Fucking, Rimming, Anal Sex, Human-Werewolf Sex, Knotting, Creampie, Post-Hogwarts, POV Alternating, Alcohol, spitting, Slapping, Creature Prejudice, Internalised Creature Prejudice, Shame, anger issues, Breaking and Entering, Invasion of Privacy, Sparring, Rough Sex, Additional Warnings In Author's Note, H/D Erised 2023

Summary:

This is not something Draco can have in his life… Potter overturning all that he’s carefully cultivated. They’re not compatible and never will be. Draco’s been playing with fire. It just so happens that he likes how Potter smoulders before being allowed close enough to burn.

(੭ˊ͈ ꒵ˋ͈)੭*⁺˚. * ･ ｡ﾟ☆

Excerpt:

Maybe it’s the Firewhisky, but Harry has lost the ability to care that Draco told him no before. Nothing about him is saying no now, not as Harry dances a little closer, and Draco moves away from his friends, towards him too. Each step they take feels like a wordless yes. And Harry lets himself be drawn ever closer, until it’s the two of them, and there is no doubt that they’re now dancing with each other, even though neither one moves to touch.

“Did your parents make you take lessons in that?” Harry half-shouts over the music.

“In this? In club dancing?” Draco says, amused. “No.”

“In fancy dances?”

Draco steps in a little more, probably just to be heard over the thud of the bass, but it still excites Harry, the nearness. It feels different than getting tattooed by him. This feels more like Draco’s choice.

“My father tried to insist on only the standard ballroom training, but my mother…” He stops a moment. “I’m sure you’ll want to take the piss for it, Potter, but… she put me into ballet.”

There’s a defensiveness that Harry finds charming, the movement of the muscle in Draco’s strict jaw.

“Harry,” Harry corrects. “And no, I’m not going to take the piss. I think that’s amazing, actually.”

Draco’s brow goes up. Harry puts his cane to floor, moves a step closer. “I bet you were really good.”

Draco glances away from him, bashful maybe, and Harry smiles.

“I was the best in my class.”

“And how old were you?”

“Six,” Draco says and then laughs, finding Harry’s eyes again, mirthful.

Harry laughs with him. They move closer.

Suddenly, the cane feels more like a detriment than a help. He’s feeling good. He’s having a good pain day. Harry tosses the cane up, flicks his fingers at it, and casts a Temporary Vanishing Spell on it.

Draco stares at him. “Wh—That was—”

“I’ll teach you sometime,” Harry says, impatient now to be doing this. “Dance with me.”

Draco nods. He takes one last step. Harry’s hands move onto his circling hips, feeling the movement there. Draco hesitates and then touches Harry’s forearms, hands moving up along his skin, onto the cotton of his t-shirt, over his shoulders. Harry tugs him just the littlest bit closer, and Draco’s arms go around his neck, their bodies brushing.

Ka-thud, ka-thud, ka-thud goes the music, some diva showing off her range over the top of the pounding beat. Harry looks into Draco’s eyes, his killer fucking eyes, more silver than grey, and then Draco blinks, his gaze going to Harry’s lips. They dance like that, with the suggestion of more between them.

Vaguely, he’s aware of their friends around them on either side. Harry tracks the sounds of their joy, their singing and shouting to one another. But they’re in the periphery. Draco is centred. Harry’s own want is all that he feels.

Then Draco’s hand slides up the back of Harry’s neck, into his hair. His hips swivel closer, and Harry feels his half-hard cock. Harry sighs with pleasure at it, his eyes closing. He feels Draco’s breath, a barely there thing, against his lips. Harry makes a small noise and gives in that last inch, meeting Draco’s parted lips with his own.

And never has a kiss felt like this one. Draco meets him in it, soft and slow but deep from the start, like they’ve waited too long to do it and now they’re both practically on fire. They change the fit of their mouths, and Harry moans, his hands closing tightly on Draco’s hips. His own cock rises, throbbing between them. They change the angle again, everything wet, a tidal rhythm, seeking.

Draco pulls back, only a little, his lips damp and pink. His gaze is on Harry’s panting mouth, and then it moves. It moves with purpose—to Harry’s neck.

It happens so quickly after that, Draco stepping back completely, so that Harry stumbles a little.

“Harry, I…” he starts. Then a door shuts in him. He closes his mouth, hardens his jaw. “Potter,” he says now. “No.” His eyes are as brutal as the word. And then without anything further, his massive magic gathers, and he Disapparates on the spot.

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