It had seemed like a good idea at first, subscribing to the newly established “Zabini’s Floo Matchmaking and Dating Service” that had recently taken the Wizarding community by storm. No face, no name, no strings attached. Just him and a lovely pair of legs sticking out from the other side of the network.
No strings attached indeed. That is, until Harry gets constantly paired up with the man with the snake tattoo on his bum.
*spoilers* the boys standing next to the window in the room of requirement(they lost their ties i guess?). and then hot dad Harry and badass Draco(let’s pretend he’s in dark wizard robes with a sword strapped to his shoulder) in the forbidden forest rescuing their kids!
i love harry potter fanfiction. authors be expanding the universe, creating new spells and potions, theorizing over the magical cores and magic itself only to give harry and draco a proper reason to fuck
Draco and Harry, drunk, making out passionately at New Year’s Eve, after a year spent pining after each other, and their friends celebrating the end of their suffering.
Draco: The phrase ‘appreciate the little things in life’ is so stupid, whoever said that had never saw what Harry’s packing
Pansy, rubbing her temples: I guess this is the price I have to pay for trying to hand Potter over to the Dark Lord… Hearing about his huge prick for the rest of my life… Lord take me now