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bestillmygoldeheart · 4 months
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A beautiful Rarry edit ❤️
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nasubeenwithcat · 2 months
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Slytherin Harry Potter(but he is a Gryffindor)/Ron Weasley fic doodle
What is their shipname???? Okay, I have only read the original in Japanese translation. And this post was machine translated. I checked it as best I could, but it is not perfect.
Harry and Ron are indeed friends. Ron loves the time The Boy Who Lived spends paying attention to him. He is completely absorbed in it.
Harry Potter is clearly not the right student for Gryffindor. He chose red and gold just to be 'special' to his friend.
"Pleased to meet you."
His answer was much shorter than Malfoy's rude greeting. But there was an unspoken understanding between them that it would be enough. In less time than it took Ron to blink, they had mutually agreed to it. Malfoy smiled in satisfaction and left them gracefully. It was a momentary lapse. A momentary lapse. What's that all about? It was a big shock, at least to little Weasley. For he had not expected that Harry Potter to shake Malfoy's hand. Ron felt the time that had been so cosy a moment ago suddenly grow boring, and he cast his eyes down. It would be nice if everything worked under clear rules, like chess, but the fact is that it doesn't always work that way. Harry Potter welcomed Malfoy. Ron swallowed the little seed. No doubt, he was happy to have this famous boy's precious time all to himself. He was happy that the boy, who was loved by everyone, could see him, and he felt a strong sense of specialness in that. He was disappointed when that was suddenly destroyed. The seed that had been sown wanted water. Great soil, warm sun and a well-thought-out name. All in order to put up young emerald leaves and put down roots in his 'favourite'.
Ronald Weasley is the youngest son in the Weasley family. Born into a poor but warm home, he grew up just like any other child. In the Weasley family, there is truly something that can only be called love. Ron loved his family because he knew it, but he also realised it no one ever said so openly.
The love from the Weasley family has never been equal.
Unfortunately, Ron realised this early on. The Weasleys loved their children, but there was never a moment when Ron felt more valued by them than Ginny. She was the only princess in a small house full of sons. Her parents clearly cared for Ginny more than any of their children. Surely if Ron and Ginny were to drown in the sea at the same time, they would save Ginny before Ron. Only after she was safe would they finally reach out to Ron. Even if it was not Ginny but his brothers, Ron would still be the last to be helped by them. Until then, who would take care of Ron? Undoubtedly, it was the chess. Only a used-up soldier and an instruction book needed Ron. It was not the Weasleys who told him, "It has to be you", but a white pawn. It was almost inevitable that he would become a chess master. He learnt the rules, learnt the openings, learnt how to guess his opponent's thought. Thanks to this, Ron was able to 'guess a few moves ahead' to some extent within the set rules. Based on this, he could also 'manipulate the situation to his advantage'. The problem is that there are not as many rules outside chess as he would expect. He does not want laws. He wants a promise: 'If you do this, this is what happens.' But no one has ever tried to teach Ron that. Even when he acts to make himself look like an honours student, the mysterious promise messes it up. He would always just stand there and be baffled. It always was___ Ron looked enviously at the book Ginny was holding so carefully. He too had books he wanted to read, but when Mr and Mrs Weasley found out, they looked a little annoyed because of their financial difficulties and simply said, "Boys at this age play outside," and went on to the next shop. "There's a big library at Hogwarts. You can read as many books as you like there." It's not that he was expecting a library. What he wanted was attention. That day, Ron bit his lip in a huff. He wasn't even young enough to pretend he didn't know how stupid a way to get stuck in a bookshop, stubbornly, just to get his parents' attention.
That is why he was secretly pleased when Harry Potter was in a compartment, knowing it was a coincidental prank. The boy everyone knew had chosen Ronald Weasley, of all people. Not the rich boy, nor the children who also came from the Muggle community. Ron, who had attracted no attention from anyone, was found by him. Harry Potter and Ron Weasley had nothing in common except that they were the same age. They were different in appearance, birth and love. Above all, he had more than enough 'attention' on both hands, which Ron had always wanted. However, the moment the Hogwarts Express started running, the only person Harry was paying attention to was Ron. How happy that made him. What even his parents had found it hard to give him, he gave easily. ......And how harmful it was for him.
"Gryffindor!"
Harry came running up to the Gryffindor table to thunderous applause, narrowing his eyes happily. A little further away, his brothers were shouting, "We've got Potter!"
"Ron."
Harry tapped him on the shoulder delightedly. Sitting down next to him naturally, he said, "Good. We're in the same dormitory," he whispered excitedly. He felt a strange satisfaction rise up his throat again at the sight of him. Of course. On the train they became friends. The Boy Who Lived's first friend was unquestionably Ron. Not Malfoy. After all, that handshake was just a stopgap. Having concluded this, Ron was completely at ease and watched the rest of the pairing. Come to think of it, the Malfoys are a famous family. (Of course, the Weasleys too.) He probably just decided that he shouldn't make buy him his displeasure.
By the way, Harry Potter was inexplicably strange. Not to mention his appearance, but his existance. He was an honours student. He could study well and was strong in sports. On top of that, he was brave, kind and 'The Boy Who Lived', so his following only grew stronger. Sensing a myriad of attention that was not directed at himself, Ron was more than a little doubt with the perfect Gryffindor student. If he was telling the truth, Harry had never known the magic until recently. He doesn't like reading, nor he doesn't have an unusually good memory.
"Maybe I have a good bond with magic." He explained as he unwrapped the large package McGonagall had sent him. "I didn't get very good grades before I came here, and I wasn't very good at sports." "A bond? Then maybe magic doesn't like me." "Don't be discouraged," he revealed the contents of the box. It was a Nimbus 2000, not a Clean Sweep. "You have chess, don't you?" "If I could get a grade by playing chess, I'd have a game against Snape by now." "Play with me. I've never beaten you."
He said as he made stand his broom by his side. Not teasingly, but seriously. The words made Ron feel better and he replied, "Anytime you're ready." The time for the eyes of the hero who arbitrarily holds the world's attention to turn to Ron alone. There's nothing more interesting than that. In fact, Harry was not a good player.
He probably did not know the theory. Often, without his awareness, the game would start on the kings gambit and end soon after. He always chose only the middle pawns to move, as if he could not forget being told one time that it is important to dominate the middle first in chess. That in itself wasn't wrong, but he was so obsessed with the middle that his subsequent moves were always fatally bad. He's thankful the muggle world has a game of the same name, every time he wins. Also glad he is good at chess. Thanks to that, he can beat Harry Potter, even though his Potions results are dismal. He can get his attention. The only fear is that he will give up trying to beat Ron one day. His brothers were brave enough to challenge him at first, but they soon realised that there were more important things to do than that. Gradually his chess skills became less and less important. So he loved it when Harry would say, a little ruefully, "Play with me again". It was nicer than 'congrats' or 'wow'. Because Ron could see that it was enough to promise that he wouldn't get bored yet.
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"Honestly, sometimes I can't believe my eyes. Because that uniform doesn't suit you too well. Nothing describes you more distantly than 'Dauntless'. No real Gryffindor would befriend a Slytherin. A student who befriends the enemy for their own gain is called 'Cunning'."
"I agree with you," replied the sarcastic voice, a voice that Ron knew very well. "Actually, I'm a Gryffindor. I got in there of my own volition, that's for sure." "Not the Sorting Hat?" "Sorting Hat? Oh-" he said, his faint smile betraying no trace of impatience at the mistake. "Yes, the Sorting Hat."
Ron had no idea what that conversation meant. There was the same air in the cellar that he had felt then. It's called 'unspoken understanding'. It is treated as a violation of the basic rules to speak about it. It is customary to talk eye to eye, memory to memory. Really, Harry Potter was incomprehensible to him. One thing he does know is that he looks different from the other Gryffindor students. There is no doubt that he is brave and courageous. He was the first one to run out to retrieve Neville's Remembrall. Despite this, that red uniform doesn't suit him very well. Even now it didn't. He was more 'natural' when he was talking to Malfoy in the cellar than when he was playing games in the Gryffindor common room. It was as if he looked like a Slytherin student, despite the fact that his tie was red.
"Can I go now? It's almost lights-out time." "I know that, but Potter-" Malfoy coughed. "No, Harry. If you want to go back to Slytherin, you can tell Professor Snape that." "Thank you, Malfoy. If it comes to that, I'll count on you."
Harry approached the door to leave the cellar. Ron hurriedly put away his extendable ear and ran as fast as he could up the stairs before the door opened. He spat the password with ragged breath at the fat lady and prepared to start on his homework report. He wrote the title in messy handwriting, opened some books and waited for the hinges to open again. His head was filled with a whisper that he had just heard. He had chosen Gryffindor of his own volition. So should he have originally been chosen for another dormitory? A student who would befriend the enemy for their own gain. What on earth did Harry value in Malfoy? At least on the train they would have met for the first time. Besides, even when the classes started, they didn't seem that close. No, no. Malfoy is a Slytherin. They were close without Ron's knowledge. Then was that incident that led to his being selected for the Quidditch team actually 'just designed to happen'? He wished he could have said it was just paranoia, but even he could see the marks of the promises made.
At that moment, there was the sound of a hinge opening, far behind his back. Ron picked up his pen with a bitter feeling. Why had Harry chosen Gryffindor? Was it because his first friend was a Weasley? No way. Even if he had chosen Slytherin, he would have had Malfoy. Or was it because he was proud to be The Boy Who Lived? If that was the case, why did he shake his hand?
"Ron," Harry approached the table where Ron was sitting, exactly as usual. "That report's still a week away from being due. Aren't you going to sleep?" "You're the one," the nib of his pen, which kept looking for a place to write, wobbled about, lost. "Where have you been?" "I told you. Penalty."
"Right. Can you see Malfoy as Snape?"
As soon as he said the words, the air that had been flowing gently until then froze as if it were a lie. Ron stared into Harry's eyes. He couldn't take it anymore. He had learned many people's secrets and kept them to himself, but tonight, he couldn't help but ask it. Likewise, Harry gazed back into Ron's eyes. The emerald green were not perturbed at all. On the contrary, it was like he knew exactly what was going to happen.
"Oh. You saw us," he readily admitted. "I did not tell you a lie, you know. Just that it ended too soon. Malfoy's arrival was just a coincidence. He's in Slytherin and Snape is a housemaster. He probably had something to do and just happened to find me there." "It didn't sound like the kind of talk he would do if he happened to find you, though." "I didn't have the impression either that you were the kind of person who would do homework at late night."
Harry nodded his head and took up one of the open books. "Put them away. We'll do it together tomorrow." He insulted me. Whatever the truth, Ron felt that way. It was just like when George or Fred would cover up a story they didn't want their brother to touch. Or when the Weasleys realised Ron needed to buy books too and wanted to leave the bookshop early. But Ron wasn't timid enough to bite his lip in silence again.
"......Why did you choose Gryffindor?" "Why don't you ask the Sorting Hat?" "I'm asking you. Why didn't you go to Slytherin?"
"Why didn't I go to Slytherin?"
His eyes narrowed. If he did so to smile, it was too eerie a movement. It was not unlike a lion's stare. It was more like the kind of look a snake would give when it has found its prey. As far as Ron knew, no student in Gryffindor ever smiled with a face like this. If this hero was a true Gryffindor student, that was not the case. Harry released the book onto the table.
"Because you're a Gryffindor, Weasley."
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moekonoira · 2 years
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Harry and Ron having a date in Hogsmeade
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wolfpants · 11 months
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precious metal: chapter 1/5
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Hurrah! It's finally here! I will be posting chapters on a once to twice weekly basis. The fic is complete, there are 5 chapters in total. Please mind the tags! Thank you so much to @getawayfox @thehoneybeet and @tackytigerfic for helping me with this in its first and new iteration, for encouraging me to get it over the line and share it with everyone! I'm super excited about this story.
precious metal | M
Ron/Harry, Draco/Ron, Draco/Harry
Tags: EWE, POV Ron, Curse-Breaker Criminal Ron, Unspeakable Harry, Shop Assistant and Herbologist Draco, Grey Morality, Minor Draco/Astoria (sort of), platonic relationships, FWB, sexual content, complicated relationships, Harry Potter is bad at feelings, treasure hunting, cursed house, mystery, pining, Scottish folklore, minor character death, kidnapping themes, fist fights, blood/injury, magical bond, friends to lovers, enemies to lovers to friends, not really a romance, but it has romance in it, hopeful ending
Precious metal awaits in an abandoned, cursed cottage on the Isle of Jura. Ron’s illegal hunting ring is on it, but disaster strikes when he runs into a jumpy and suspicious Draco Malfoy, camped out where the treasure is hidden. What happens when they accidentally unleash a bond curse when both of them harbour feelings for the same man?
A classic, non-fairytale story of he loves him, but he loves the other one, but the other one doesn’t know who he loves.
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Bill wakes Ron from his stupor when he throws the hefty case file onto his desk.
“Jura,” Bill says. His hair is wet. Outside, rain batters the neighbouring rooftops, bounces against the office windows. London is grey and swimming in it.
Ron rubs his eyes. He’s been dreaming of a pint at the Niffler since lunchtime. 
“The Muggle whisky?” he asks, turning the file right side up, brushing his fingertips against damp spots bleeding against the paper. He flips it open.
“The Scottish island.” Bill sits down across from Ron, scratching his fingers through the thick, dark red hair on his jaw, grown to disguise the scar that cuts his face in two. “Gold,” he adds. “Lots of it.” He clears his throat. “Possibly. Probably.”
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read chapter one of Precious Metal on ao3
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cheriecherishchen · 5 months
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Stop All the Clocks (This Is the Last Time I’m Leaving Without You) by firethesound
Summary: Living with Draco was difficult; living without him is unbearable. But if there’s one thing Harry learned from the war, it’s that even when one life ends, the rest of the world goes right on living.
Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter
Rating: E
Words: 44,706
Warning: Major Character Death; Harry/OMC
This hurts like hell. It's a story about how Harry coped with Draco's death after one mission went wrong. There were two parallel timelines: one of how they got together, and the other after Draco was gone. It raises the question of whether the saying "Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all" is true. Is the time together with your true love worth all the pain when you lose them? Especially if the loss comes suddenly or the time isn't long enough? But perhaps it would never be long enough if you're truly in love with someone.
I'm not sure I could ever bear to read this again, but if you want to read something heavy and full of sorrow, you should definitely read this. (The part of their time together is wonderful, and sometimes made me laugh and feel warm at heart, which makes the hurt of Draco's death even more heart-rending. It's kind of like the movie Inside Out shows, all the memories of happiness were tinged with sadness when life changed.)
I dream of you, to wake by harryromper
Summary:
“Typically coma patients are made comfortable and left to regain consciousness in their own time," Draco points out carefully.
“Typically, yes. But when has anything about Harry been typical.” Hermione sighs, rubbing at her eye with the heel of her hand. “The Healer-in-Charge has consulted with experts at all the major wizarding hospitals. They all agree. Whatever’s happening inside of Harry’s head right now is killing him.”
Draco Malfoy is a world-renowned dream-walker, and he may be Harry Potter’s only hope.
Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter
Rating: T
Words: 13,665
The more you walked into Harry's dream alongside Draco, the sadder you felt for Harry. It's a beautifully written story with a situation bordering on hopeless, but there awaits a happy ending.
Prelude and Fugue by shes_gone
Summary: It took over an hour, from the time Harry arrived at work, for him to realise just how different today actually was.
Pairing: Harry Potter/Ron Weasley
Rating: E
Words: 16,094
My favorite fic of Harry/Ron! It's a time-loop story with an ingenious plot and one of the loops is really heart-breaking.
@hprecfest
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stonedregulus · 1 year
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Until You’re In My Arms Again (Remember Me)
by @fuckboyregulus & @greenmegsnoham
Rating: E
Pairing: Harry Potter/Ron Weasley
Tags: Canon Compliant, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Trans Ron Weasley, Amnesia, Not the best coping techniques, Harry and Ron don’t know how to deal with feelings, good godfather harry potter, Angst with a Happy Ending, Eventual Smut, Eventual Fluff, Requited Unrequited Love, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Molly Weasley Bashing, Additional Warnings In Author's Note, Other Additional Tags to Be Added
Summary: Three years after the Battle at Hogwarts, Ron and Harry are trying to figure out their feelings for each other without ruining their friendship.
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Ron is everything. He’s always been everything. It took Harry a war and almost losing him to realise it, but now he knows. He can’t live without Ron.
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HARRY: Do you think your parents will be happy?
RON: My Mom literally begged you to marry one of us.
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digthewriter · 5 months
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Complementary To Green - Harry/Ron/Draco Fic by digthewriter
Summary: When Draco had started The Malfoy Fix, he'd expected plenty of fashion-disaster(s) clients and had figured having an open-door policy was good for business. Although, catering to celebrity-Aurors Harry Potter and Ron Weasley was not on the agenda.
Dressing up Potter and Weasley was more humorous than Draco had initially thought. It was also just as nerve-racking. It was true that initially, Weasley had been the one who was more than willing to pick fights with Draco; he was also the one who now actually listened to Draco, trying on whatever outfit Draco would pick out. Potter, on the other hand, questioned everything. "Why does he get the dark blue? I like dark blue." He always wanted to try whatever Weasley was trying and would give clothes selected for him to Weasley. "Purple's not really my colour." "It's not his size." "I'll spell it to fit over Ron's body." At that, Weasley had smirked. What was even worse was that they never left the room to go and change. They didn't even turn around or wait for Draco to turn around. For days, Draco had to endure Potter and Weasley getting naked in front of each other, their playful flirting, finding reasons to touch each other, and on the final day, Draco had to even break off the pseudo-wrestling match they'd initiated on the sofa because Weasley wanted to wear a silk scarf Draco had picked out for Potter. It was ridiculous. It was too much for Draco to handle, and he'd been right, there hadn't been enough Galleons in the world for Draco to endure all of this and come out unscathed. He was also absolutely, utterly jealous.
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isabob · 1 year
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Underrated ship
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oknowkiss · 2 years
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friday flash recs: may 27, 2022
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bonjour mes petits chouchous! this week/month’s drarry rec theme is THERE’S NO PLACE LIKE HOME or SAFE AS HOUSES or MAKE YOURSELF AT HOME. aka: fics that deal with houses. a housekeeping (wink) note: if you notice any big house-centric fics missing (cough the bolthole cough) from this list, it’s almost certainly because it’s going to be on a future list. and if you noticed that it’s been a month since i did the last one of these supposedly weekly lists... no you didn’t.
> ad infinitum || @corvuscrowned​ || 13.6K || E 2006 horror comedy monster house found lying dead in a ditch. so, here’s a thing crow does that i absolutely love: he takes these brilliant ideas, ideas like “what if harry & draco’s house was fed up with their shit and trapped them inside?” and imbues them with raw emotion so bitingly elegant that i want to scream. reading this fic is a visceral experience. as the situation escalated in the house, i found myself having to open a window. it kept ramping up so that by the time i got to the end i had to actually go sit outside. and when i finished reading, i had to stare at the horizon for a while and think about how beautiful and complicated and worthwhile love can be. what a beautiful thing crow has made for us.
> burning down the house || @peachpety || 4K || M father, son, house of gucci. full disclosure that i read this fic literally today and jumped on over to add it to this list, but man am i glad i did because it is an absolutely delightful bite of a story. harry as EIC of the quibbler with draco as fashion editor, swanning around in floral suits and ruining harry’s day, is just the perfect thing to read on a friday afternoon. the way peach plays with magic--especially fire magic--is so refreshing and fun, and made me realize how long it’s been since i read a fic where magic is allowed to be wild and rambunctious. reading this is like treating yourself to extra dessert, but you’re also attracted to the dessert, so don’t think about it too hard and just give yourself over to the joy of it.
> heartlines || @sorrybutblog​ || 22.3K || T if a case fic was also a holiday movie without the holiday + drarry. yep, that’s what i’m going with. trust me that it will make sense once you read it. the premise is this: malfoy manor is fighting, and despite draco having gotten very good at home repairs, auror harry has to stay with him to make sure he’s safe, you know. (insert here five uninterrupted minutes of eyebrow waggling from me). there’s, of course, much more to the story--including a misplaced school bus and a library i’d like to live inside of--but there’s the gist. if you’ve read my past rec lists you’ll see that i tend to gravitate towards E-rated fic, but iota’s writing is just so wonderful and snappy that i forget about smut entirely. smut? who is she? i only know (to steal iota’s own words) “mean flirting” and amazingly fun plot and sparkling worldbuilding and simmering UST. 
> penitent || @makeitp1nk​ || 3.2K || E forgive me lord for i have sinned. honestly the nerve--just the absolute cheek--of draco malfoy, to enter a house of worship and be this hot. if you’re looking for something that will be just an endless onslaught of hot look no further. poor father harry, sorry about your vow of chastity. also, this fic reminded me that my absolute favorite bit of non-magic AUs is when draco gets to be the hot prodigal son figure. i’ve struggled this entire rec not to call something divine bc dad jokes (god jokes? father son and holy spirit jokes?) but really it must be said, because this fic is divine, all of it. pink is a master and we should all be praying at her altar. 
> tiny home || @wolfpants​​ || 30.2K || E || also harry/ron, draco/ron, harry/draco/ron triad i should not be allowed to talk about this fic in public. in part because i’ve been accidentally calling it “tiny house.” i was asked recently what my favorite fic was and i shouted TINY HOUSE TINY HOUSE OH MY GOD TINY HOUSE until i could type it calmly (and still by the wrong name, natch). i could write an entire thesis about why i like this fic, but this is already getting very long and i’ve told you nothing substantial yet, so i will instead list a few of my favorite things and hopefully you’ll see why i can’t be normal about it: draco’s rings, draco’s tight velvet trousers, how this draco reminds me of howl???, ron with long hair, draco braiding ron’s hair, draco pulling ron’s hair, harry and ron talking about fucking draco, harry in his henley in the middle of everyone’s love, sister cats!!!, building a home by hand, everyone is too hot it’s unfair, the sex my god, but also the love!!! fuck! triad love with no element of jealousy is just... chef’s kiss, like all the rest of this delightful story, which is apparently not called tiny house. 
> the trouble with wanting || @waldorph​ || 50.8K || E || active WIP perfect rich kid slytherins are perfect. i am most familiar with waldorph from their star trek fic, so when i saw they recently started a drarry? my screams, they echoed, babes. as you’d expect with a waldorph fic, the dialogue is pitch perfect and biting and each and every character is fleshed out in a way that makes you stop and go “well, fuck. okay.” and reconsider your own writing. this is a draco-centric story that really just does have everything: sparkling “old sport” slytherin rich kid dynamics, house magic (chaotic good--draco finding his own way in the world while drinking cocktails in a flat of his own, very “i’ll buy the flowers myself”; and lawful evil--grimmauld place trying to eat harry alive), magical tattoos, scar magic theory, weasley-bedding, and a just stunningly hot harry who refuses to settle for anything less than everything draco can give. 
& here is the part where i usually post the longfics i’m reading, but i’m both a) very self-conscious about the length of this post, and b) very slow at reading lately, so if i said i was reading it in a previous post i probably still am. except (lol) i have added far from the tree to the list, which i am very much overdue to be reading. thank you to @jalesidor & @tackytigerfic​ for the rec / blame them (don’t blame them, they’re lovely) for the pause in any progress i was making on these other fics because my entire mind has been taken over by subby far from the tree harry now and probably forever, amen.  < last time: non-drarry draco & harry pairings (aka mostly the dron & charry show)
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the-francakes · 1 year
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I like your skirt - NOW COMPLETE 
Harry looks up, shocked at first, then flushing and bashful. “Thanks.”
Ron nods and swallows. “Should I, um, would you like me to use different pronouns? Or a name?”
“No. Just Harry, still he and him.” he says with a smile, “ I just found this skirt in Sirius’ wardrobe and thought, well, I liked it.”
“I like it, too.”
“You said that already.” Harry smiles wryly, making Ron blush up to the tips of his ears. Yes, he did say that, but, well, he’s figuring out he might have always been a little attracted to Harry, he supposes, and this skirt is just proving it's more than just a little.
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COMPLETE, 5 chapters - 22K, rated EXPLICIT 
SHIP: Harry Potter/Ron Weasley, background Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy
TAGS: Post-Hogwarts, Coming Out, Gay Panic, Masturbation, Rimming, Anal Fingering, Cock Warming, Friends to Lovers, Gay Harry Potter, Gay Ron Weasley, First Time, Experienced Ron Weasley, Virgin Harry Potter, Dirty Talk, Dirty Thoughts, Smut, Porn With Plot, Porn with Feelings, Hot Ron Agenda, Harry Potter in a Skirt
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“Your next challenge, should you choose to accept it, is either a story featuring (A) Ron’s 🍑 (I don’t care how I don’t care who) or Ron lusting after Harry’s.” - @schmem14  … Em, I accept your challenge and give you… © all of the above. I love you and hope you enjoy this 🍑
Thank you to my excellent beta writers @oxydiane and @dont-stop-her-now who edited, brit picked, and sensitivity read the shit out of this hot mess of an idea.
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ccgg112 · 16 days
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Ronarry is SO steynie coded.
Feeling EXTREMELY miserable whenever their best friend might be upset. Their entire world is thrown off its axis ✅
Having feelings of resentment and low self worth, feeling like you’re always overlooked by the person who in reality holds you in nothing but the highest regard ✅
Each others first friends. BEST friends ✅
Get these two ships a chess date asap plz
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hp-fanfic-archive · 3 months
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Four and a Half Minutes by Resonant Pairing: Harry/Ron Rating: G Word Count: 856 Podfic available here Read by: regonym Length: 0-10 minutes After a Potions accident, Harry needs something.
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moekonoira · 2 years
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Muggle AU ronarry
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wolfpants · 1 year
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Phew, that's week 2 of @kinkuary in the bag! I'm really enjoying this challenge, even if I feel like I'm chasing my own tail to catch up sometimes 😅 Lots more rare pairs next week, and some more Drarry of course!
Day 006: Begging Nightcall | Drarry | E | 1k On a top secret Unspeakable misson, Harry calls Draco from a remote phone booth on the Isle of Skye.
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Day 007: Somnophilia Beauty in the Sleeping Forest | Charry | M | 721 On a wild camping trip chasing dragons, Harry watches Charlie sleep.
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Day 008: Intercrural Almost Us | Sirry | E | 678 After the war, Harry finds himself falling into Sirius's bed on a regular basis. He wants more.
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Day 009: Hair Pulling With the Dew, My Golden Hair | Scorbus | E | 1k Albus sneaks through the Floo network for a midnight comfort session with Scorpius.
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Day 010: Fisting Seat You Higher than the Stars | Ronarry | E | 1.8k When Harry tells Ron he's ready to reveal their relationship to their friends, he lets out another confession: that he wants to be completely vulnerable in bed.
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Day 011: Roleplay All Hues in his Controlling | Drarry | E | 1.8k Harry caters to Draco's very particular set of kinks when he uses magic to de-age himself.
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Day 012: First Time Hymn to Apollo | Teddy/Scorpius | E | 1.9k It's the night of Harry and Draco's wedding, and Teddy learns Scorpius has an enormous crush on him.
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Thank you so much for tagging in the past few weeks @artsyunderstudy, @ionlydrinkhotwater, @facewithoutheart, @martsonmars and @letraspal. 💙
I finally have something I can share! 🥳🎉
This is a snippet from my Harry/Ron fic:
When he wakes up the following morning, Harry is already gone. Ron doesn’t think too much about it, because it’s a Saturday and Harry always goes to the Ministry for his routine appointment with the Unspeakables. Ron is still not entirely sure what on earth they have to discuss.
The war has ended.
There were six Horcruxes, and they destroyed them all.
Harry pretended to die, and Voldemort somehow believed him.
Ron thinks about that night after the Battle. He only wanted to lie in a comfy bed and curl up next to Harry and Hermione, to sleep and forget and maybe wake up to find out it had all been a horrible dream and Fred was still alive. But as soon as Harry made it for the Gryffindor common room, they were stopped by a team of Unspeakables who took Harry away. Ron’s memories of the night are vague. Faces shifting, facts so blurry that his mind feels like a colander. Hermione said it’s probably the trauma.
All Ron knows is that there were six Horcruxes, and they found them all.
So why do the Unspeakables still want to talk to Harry every single bloody week?
Every time Ron tries to think about it or discuss it with someone, he gets a pounding headache, a pang at the back of his head that leaves him groaning and more confused than before.
And because I have zero chill, I already started planning a Lee Jordan/George Weasley spin off (a little angsty, fair warning):
“And for a moment I hated you for doing this to me. For ripping half of me and leaving me like this. For not coming back as a ghost to keep me company. I would have, you know? Had it been me…” 
“George…” 
Tagging (no pressure): @avenueofesc, @bubble-gumhead, @pato-roldnart , @crazybutgood, @curlyy-hair-dont-care, @m0srael, @purplehotmess, @facewithoutheart, @ionlydrinkhotwater, @letraspal, @captain-aralias, @acnelli​, @martsonmars, @moonstruckwytch, @drarrily-we-row-along​, @rockingrobin69​ and anyone who feels like sharing something (feel free to say I tagged you!)
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