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fairydrarry · 1 year
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… hello everybody
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fairydrarry · 5 years
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Happy Birthday Neville! (Commission for @keyflight790 .. there’ll be a fic to go along with this art soon and I’ll let yall know when it’s done)
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Drarry + "candles" 🕯
Hey beautiful person! Once again, thanks for the ask! I had LOTS of fun writing this!!!
12. Candles
“Draco, what are you doing, I just want to go to bed and-”
“Would you just shut up and trust me for once in your stupid life, Potter?!” His boyfriend interrupted, still resolutely dragging him away from their bedroom. Work had been a nightmare and his head hadn’t stopped pounding since 11am this morning. He was in need of a 12 hour nap, not whatever Draco had plann-
“Oh.” The Slytherin pulled him into the bathroom. The bath was full to the brim of steaming, sweetly scented bubbles; gentle music was playing, and all around, just like at Hogwarts, candles floated in the air. It was the perfect way to unwind after his hellish day.
“Have I told you recently that I love you and you’re amazing?” Harry murmured, leaning into his boyfriend. A smug smirk pulled at Draco's ridiculously attractive lips. Still, his boyfriend couldn’t hide the genuine twinkle of love and joy at Harry’s words.
“Yes, gorgeous, you have. But I’ll never get tired of hearing it.”
Send me an ask from this post and I'll write you a micro drabble :D
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poc potter week: next generation era → rose granger-weasley
thank god you inherited your mother’s brains. 
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fairydrarry · 5 years
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Harry: *gets a papercut*
Draco, clenching his fist: hasn't he been through fucking enough
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1.4k celebration: luna lovegood → for @lo0nylovegood
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fairydrarry · 5 years
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I really wanted to see Ron figuring out that Harry likes Draco before anyone else, so here we are (+ some romione bc I can)
more of my writing // [read this on ao3]
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It was a late Saturday night. Ron and Hermione were sitting in the sofa in front of the Gryffindor common room’s fireplace. Harry had already gone to bed after getting fed up with the two of them for telling him that he was over thinking everything about Malfoy. The hearth crackled and popped in the comfortable silence of the empty common room.
“Y'know,” Ron began after fidgeting with his hands for a while, “don’t you think Harry’s a little too obsessed with Malfoy?”
“What do you mean?” Hermione asked, not looking up from her book.
“I don’t know. Maybe Harry likes the git.” Ron said without confidence. Hermione’s head snapped up.
“Harry liking Malfoy?” she asked incredulously. “I don’t know, Ron. That seems pretty far-fetched.”
“No, think about it,” Ron said defensively. “They’ve been going at each other ever since first year. And for what reason? Always bickering and gearing each other up just for the hell of it. They’re pulling each other’s pigtails, but they’re both too stupid to realize.”
Hermione didn’t seem convinced. “Well we do know why they’re like this. Malfoy insulted you and Harry in the beginning of first year, remember? And that’s been going on for the past six years.” She shut her book and leaned back into the sofa as she talked. “And I don’t think Harry’s gay, either. At least, I won’t assume so until he’s told us.”
“I guess,” Ron shrugged.
“Besides, I don’t think I’ve ever noticed Harry looking at guys that way,” Hermione reasoned. “Cho was the first person he liked in the five years we knew him, I think.” Ron tried to think back to how Harry looked at the guys at Hogwarts, but his memory failed him and he quickly shook his head. 
“It’s getting late,” Hermione smiled. “We should get to bed.” Ron nodded and got up first, gently pulling her up from the seat. They held hands for the short walk to the staircase, and shared a quick peck on the lips before parting.
“Good night.”
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Weeks passed since Ron and Hermione’s late night conversation, and they hadn’t brought it up since. It was a forgotten and irrelevant conversation — well, at least it was.
Harry came through the portrait hole during one of their free periods, hair more disheveled than usual, tie out of place, overall looking somewhat distressed.
“Oh, where we’re you, mate?” Ron asked. “Hermione’s looking through my potions essay if y — ”
“I have to tell you guys something,” Harry cut in. Hermione wrinkled her eyebrows in worry.
“Does it have to do something with Malfoy?” She asked cautiously. Harry swallowed nervously.
“Yes,” Harry replied. Ron and Hermione looked at each other in slight exasperation. He was going to go off again about how he was up to someth–
“I kissed him,” Harry blurted out.
They froze mid-breath.
“You what?” Ron asked, eyes blown wide.
“I…snogged Malfoy,” Harry said quietly, face slowly turning into a Gryffindor scarlet.
“Hold on — I — you — what?” Hermione stuttered.
“I don’t exactly know what happened,” Harry tried to explain. “I followed him into an empty Transfiguration classroom, and we were fighting like normal — next thing I knew, I had him up against the wall, and we were really close, and…” Harry’s voice faded into nothing as he buried his face into his hands in embarrassment.
“And?” Hermione asked.
“He… leaned in and we started kissing” Harry said, his small voice muffled behind his hands.
“Did you like it?” Ron asked excitedly. Harry only gave back a small nod in reply.
“I knew it!” he yelled. “Hermione, what’d I tell you? I told you Harry liked him — you just wouldn’t believe me — Merlin, I’ve bested Hermione Granger —”
“Oh, hush, Ron,” Hermione said quickly and turned to Harry.
“Harry?” she coaxed. “Um, thank you for telling us, firstly.” He nodded.
“I’m sorry, but just to clarify, have you liked Malfoy for a while? Did you know that you did? How long did you know?”
Harry emerged from his shell, replying, “I only just found out that I like him. Looking back, I reckon I’ve liked him for a while.”
“Does he like you back?” Ron jumped in.
Harry shrugged. “I don’t know. His face was really red afterwards, and he muttered something about when he sees me ‘next time’ when he was leaving.” Ron silently pumped his fist in the air, mouthing yes!, but quickly stopped after noticing Hermione’s glare.
“Well,” Ron grinned clapping his back, “congrats, mate.”
“I hope things work out well between you two,” Hermione said squeezing his hands.
Harry rubbed his face in embarrassment.
“Thanks.”
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… but if he asked, i’d beg for him to destroy me. (x)
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insta ✧ twitter ✧  youtube
good morning ☀️✨
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make me choose →  asked by anon ↳newt scamander or luna lovegood
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there are so many lava lamps in the gryffindor common room
#hp
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fairydrarry · 6 years
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It matters not what someone is born, but what they grow to be. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (2005) dir. Mike Newell
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Ron for Yule Ball
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Harry, Harry, Harry…
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{ endless list of favourites } - female characters:  fleur delacour
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my mid-2018 update
salut! i feel like it’s time for an update. not just on my blog, but on myself too. i went through a seven-book (and eight-movie) series equivalent full of character development in the last year or so, and i lost my passion for drarry in the process. i lost my grip on what enchanted me about these two boys that never knew what was good for them. i knew they would always have a special place in my heart for them, but i had convinced myself that it was time to “grow up,” to lose sight of what i had told myself was a mere adolescent fantasy phase. i made myself believe that i had outgrew draco and harry, and the harry potter franchise altogether.
and then one of my friends recommended a fic. how fitting that tomorrow’s harry’s birthday, huh?
if your finger or cursor is hovering over the ‘keep reading’ button, thank you. i gotta preface that you might wanna come back later if you don’t have the time, though. i’m really about to have a heart-to-heart in the next few paragraphs.
if you visited my blog recently and looked back at the dates of the past twenty or so posts, you’ll see how spread out they are. it’s perfectly okay to assume that i would only come on tumblr once every month and reblog a couple of posts, and then disappear for weeks at a time—because that’s exactly what happened. i’m truly, deeply sorry for that. you didn’t follow a blog to only see a couple of reblogs and no original content once a month. you followed to see interesting content that showed the personality of the blogger, that showed the dedication and love for a ship you also shared. i didn’t mean to let the people who support this blog, and/or support me, down. this blog was meant to be a place to share happiness i felt for these two boys, and instead it felt like more of a responsibility.
during my semi-hiatus, i really went through it. no, not actually facing some life-or-death situations and having to go on missions with my best friends to defeat the dark lord and save the wizarding world, nothing like that. more like, those coming-of-age experiences you have in high school where you find out who you are and how to actually dress respectably. to put it in short, i feel like i aged three years despite only hitting the big one-six.
i didn’t lose only my passion for drarry, but for being creative in general. my pencils no longer had to be sharpened, my journal remained closed, and my wacom tablet collected dust in my closet. it’s sad to think about it, losing my inspiration. looking back, it was like losing a part of me.
then, something brilliant happened. my dear friend sent me a link to a fic at the perfect time yesterday. i was having a sad day, and she wanted to share this fic with me despite me being distant and unreachable for months. even at the time, i couldn’t muster the energy to focus my eyes long enough to read her texts, much less a 12-chapter fic. however, today, i had the energy and the free time to click on the link she sent me. i then continued to lie in bed for the next two hours, cuddled under my blanket with the lights out and my phone brightness on the lowest possible setting as i scrolled and read.
next thing i know, i’m completely submerged in this page of text that describes the characters i used to love so perfectly. i was content by myself for the first time in weeks, and that was enough. i wanted to prolong that feeling of happiness and joy of reading, so i kept on. until i finished.
and so here i sit, feeling like the sixteen-year-old drarry shipper i should have allowed myself to be months ago. i didn’t think i’d be so ecstatic to have back problems in my teenage years.
this is where the update ends. i’ll put a tiny lil review of the fic she sent me. thank you for reading! talk soon xx
Ligabus Filium - Tessa Crowley (tessacrowley)
[ 41.5k | 12 chapters | complete | explicit ]
tags: post-deathly hallows, hp: ewe, bdsm, top harry potter, dom harry potter, bottom draco, sub draco malfoy, virgin draco malfoy, whipping, riding crops, gags, dildos, creative use of time turners, creative use of howlers, creative use of amortentia, listen it’s the running theme of the story ok, it’s filthy bdsm smut what do you what
It should be careful, deliberate, but it isn't. Like every other part of their relationship, it happens gradually and then all at once, before they even realize it. And when the little blue threads bind them together, there's no going back.
b/n: i’ve always been a, how do i put it, slut for soulmate/veela/bond fics, and i’ve been considering the bdsm community as something i’d pursue in my… pastime… so this really got my attention for that too. the fic itself was so fun to read. it’s heavy smut and centered around bdsm so if that isn’t your thing, i don’t recommend it. in addition, there is a character that has strong, explicit homophobia so please be wary of that. however, it captured my heart so fast. the ending is so wonderful and filled my heart with joy.
tldr; heavy smut, hella kinky, and fulfilled my need for backstory within fics. 17/10
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