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handledwithgloves · 10 days
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ashes0909 · 8 months
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If you still doing the Writing Game
Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter TimeTurners regret happiness rate e, please
Finally found time to get words on page for this incredibly smutty Drarry piece. I can't believe this is only my second Drarry fic outside of some very, very old LiveJournal attempts thank you for giving me an excuse to write it!
TW: Harry does some nonconsensual creepin' that very quickly turns consensual.
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The fall of Voldemort brought many things with it, including an Eighth Year to Hogwarts. Harry had more coursework to make up than most of the students and because of that, he was issued his very own Time-Turner. 
It was the stupid thing’s bloody fault he was in this mess to begin with. See, midway through the school year Harry stumbled upon something he shouldn’t have seen, wish he hadn’t seen, but now that he had seen it, he couldn’t get it out of his mind. 
At ten o’clock every evening, when Harry knew most of the castle was asleep, he slipped from his bed and down to the common room. From a shadowed corner, he flipped the Time-Turner over and over until he got to the specific moment. The sleeping common room shifted and turned, until it stopped at an entirely too familiar moment in time. 
The Night Everything Changed. It lit up like bold letters in his mind. He knew the trodden pathways well, and had memorized where everyone was weeks ago. Including, and specifically, Draco Malfoy. 
He slipped around one corner, down a moving staircase that landed him exactly where he wanted to be: the dungeon level prefect bathroom. Harry checked the time and knew by now that if he slipped into the bathroom at just the right moment, the rush from the bathtub’s faucet would cover up the sounds of his entry. 
Honestly, Harry couldn’t remember what first brought him to the bathroom weeks ago, but he knew what made him stay: pale skin in the moonlight, covered only in soap suds, sitting on the edge of the large bathtub, hand wandering down a lithe and now-familiar chest. It was the soft gasping moans that transfixed him, the way Malfoy--without even being in full view--could transform from enemy to erotic fixation. Harry’s cock twitched behind layers of fabric.
He knew these moments by heart, and had them fixed to his memory for a lifetime. And that’s how he knew tonight was different. Where there was usually a moan, Malfoy’s head thrown back in pleasure, tonight there was a heated laugh and Malfoy’s dark gaze fixed on the spot he hid. “Like what you see, Potter?”
Harry couldn’t move, could barely breathe, let alone respond. His interest twitched in his robes--the sight of Malfoy, naked and staring at him was a shock straight to his cock--but every other part of Harry froze. 
“You’re not the only one with a Time Turner,” Malfoy continued. “Told my other self to bugger off tonight and let me come into the bathroom instead. Been waiting, since I caught you that first time.”
A whirl of thoughts flew through Harry’s mind: how long ago had ‘that first time’ been? When did Malfoy first find out? But, more importantly, why had he continued to let Harry watch. Was this a game? Was he about to be hexed?
But Malfoy didn’t look mad. Malfoy looked, well, beautifully aroused.
At a crossroads, Harry knew he could turn and run away. And he’d regret it forever. Instead, he took a shaky breath and stepped into the moonlight. Once in full view, Malfoy’s smirk morphed into an actual smile. A hand ran water and suds along his chest once more, while the other one wrapped back around his cock, stroking, while knowing fully well that Harry was watching.
Harry couldn’t help himself, he pressed his own palm over his robes, giving his aching cock some much needed pressure. Malfoy’s gaze dropped down to Harry’s hand, while speeding up the stroking rhythm of his own. 
“I guess that’s a yes, then?” Malfoy did throw his head back and moan then, only it was unlike anything Harry had seen before, a full performance, just for Harry. “You do like what you see?”
Harry let out a shaky breath, thrusting into his own hand. 
Malfoy’s eyes narrowed. “Answer me or I’ll stop.”
That was the last thing Harry wanted, so he nodded, a short, quick lowering of his chin.
Malfoy’s hand froze. “I can’t hear you, Potter.”
“I’m not the only one hard here, Malfoy.” Harry gritted his teeth. “But fine, yes, I…like what I’m seeing. Now will you continue or--”
Malfoy laughed, his hand returning, only this time with a lazy stroke. “I bet there’s a part of you that wishes your hands were on me. Maybe your mouth. Maybe you’d like me to step out of this bath and walk over to you and drop to my knees…”
Harry wanted to spell away his robes so badly, he had to call back a loose impulse of wandless magic. He needed the pressure of skin on skin, but also wanted to retain some level of self-control. 
So of course, Malfoy upped the ante, spread his legs and started running fingers along a hole that Harry could barely make out in the dim bathroom, but still honed in Harry’s focus like a spotlight shining on it from the moon itself.
All remaining control vanished from Harry, he barely kept his magic in check because he didn’t need to spell away his robes, he was too busy making a complete mess out of them, coming from minimal pressure at the most erotic sight he’d ever laid eyes upon.
It was clear, Malfoy could tell exactly when he came. Harry could tell in the way Malfoy’s smile twisted into predatory delight. The way he didn’t stop staring at Harry as he stroked himself fast and stretched himself loose. With one final gasp and turn of his head, he followed Harry over the edge, coming in long lines over his chest, his hand, his thighs.
Harry’s mouth watered, followed quickly by a heavy curtain of shame and fear falling down over him. What had he just done? And with whom? Few people would ever call him a coward, but Malfoy would, and in this moment he’d be right. 
Harry fled straight from the bathroom, all the way back to his bed.
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The next morning Harry woke up still aroused, visions of Malfoy inescapably plaguing him from the moment he slipped into consciousness. He spent the day battling away memories of the night before, trying to focus, and steadily avoiding Malfoy.
Until Charms. 
They shared Charms, and Harry considered skipping it but his arousal had other plans, leading him like a beacon into Malfoy’s proximity.
Would he get punched? Hexed? Laughed at? 
He didn’t make it into the classroom. Malfoy was leaning against the wall across from the entrance, knee bent with a foot on the stone, arms crossed. Harry pulse raced; no one should look that good covered in layers of Hogwarts robes. But Harry knew what those robes hid, what that face looked like when he came, how his heated laugh sounded as he stroked his cock.
“Malfoy,” Harry greeted.
A smirk in reply. But, Harry hadn’t been punched, hexed, or laughed at yet. Malfoy’s smirk went straight to his cock. “Potter.” Malfoy licked his lips and Harry couldn’t look away. A few students walked past them, eyeing them with curiosity. Malfoy ignored them and continued, “You left before I could give you my notes.”
“...Notes?” 
“About our group project.”
Confusion flooded Harry but it was tinged with the beginning flutters of excitement, happiness even. Malfoy wasn’t going to hurt him or yell at him or shame him. Instead, Malfoy was going to proposition him. 
Harry beamed. “Right, our group project.” 
Malfoy tilted his head to an empty classroom at the end of the hall. “Meet me there after Charms.” The last of the students were walking into class, it was almost time for it to start. “If you want to keep working on the project together, of course.”
Then, Malfoy walked into their classroom, leaving Harry stunned, half-hard and buzzing with the prospect of what exactly they were getting themselves into.
It was nearly impossible to sit through Charms, but Harry managed. Barely.
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sitp-recs · 4 months
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HP Rec Fest, Day 24
Happy Christmas Eve! Today’s prompt surely feels big, I can feel the pressure 🫣 it was hard to come up with something fresh right after posting yet another Christmas rec list but I appreciate that @hprecfest went for a holiday theme, which I reckon doesn’t necessarily need to be Christmas, right? This rec could very well be about the holiday vibes instead: fun trips, hot smut weather, cozy homes, happy friends, freedom to be and to love.
So in that spirit - and mindful of the fact that not everyone celebrates or cares for Christmas, I decided to go for something a bit different here. These two short fics bring me so much joy whenever I revisit them. Not only they were written by two very dear friends of mine (who I’m happy to be celebrating today!) but they fill my heart with warmth and an all-encompassing peaceful feeling of joy and celebration to see my favourite characters just lazing about and being stupidly in love together. Maybe these picks are a bit too subjective (honestly though, when are they not?) but I’m ready to feel seen! If you’re like me and appreciate a good mix of sexy, light and sweet, here are two perfect holiday-themed fics to light up your night ✨
Day 24) a holiday fic:
Drarry
The Last Star Falling by @tackytigerfic (M, 1.4k) - implied future Dronarry
A destination wedding, an afterparty, and an unexpected guest. Seamus is getting married, Portugal is hot, and Ron has nowhere to stay for the night.
destination weddings are the superior trope (note to self: make a reclist later) and this hot, vibrant and dreamy ficlet encapsulates the lush summer heat perfectly! between the constant flirting, the evocative church aesthetics and the delicious hints to Dronarry I could almost taste their sweat in my mouth, sultry and tantalizing. like all of Tacky’s fics, all scenes are full of tiny details that pulls me right into the Irish scenery and gives all characters so much personality. I love the playful and curious tone there, never crossing the Dronarry line but definitely toeing it with a sexy ending full of promise. it’s wistful, unpretentious and full of inhibited want as all summer romances should be. btw if you vibe with this triad make sure to check this year’s A Time, Dark and Divine by @moonflower-rose, which was inspired by this fic! ily Tacky 💜
Rare pair
Mischief Managed by @maesterchill (Harry/Sirius, E, 1.7k)
Nothing has been said, nothing solemnly sworn, but they both know what's going to happen. They've known from the minute Sirius suggested this weekend away by the beach.
this is one of my most cherished gifts and it makes me cry and yearn for Sirry every time I revisit it. this this this is what I want for them, to be alive and safe and loved. this might look like an innocent (and deliriously hot) PWP but in fact it slaps me in the face with so many feels my body can’t decide between horny, tender or devastated and if you ever thought no fic under 2k could make you feel this emotional turmoil I’m here to prove you wrong 😂✌🏼to be clear, this is a happy ending story!!!! they’re so happy and in love, finally getting some time away from everything and allowing themselves to enjoy the good life and fuck like rabbits be together after so much longing and anticipation. speaking of which the UST here is unbelievable, I thought I’d combust from the dirty talk alone, but then… hello, the tenderness?? the bathtub scene, the wall sex, Sirius calling Harry ‘pup’??? there’s only so much my body can take and my heart belongs with them in this dreamy getaway house, in this magical summer holiday, forever. ily maester 💜
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lostdrarryfics · 10 months
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HII this is such a long shot but i was wondering if you guys could find this fic for me please!
I read it YEARSS ago and have been trying to find it since!
So its Draco centric- Draco is raised by Regulus (i think) he’s best friends with Cho Chang, and he has a massive crush on Cedric. (Cedric also has siblings in the fic, if that helps!!)
The fic takes place around the Triwizard tournament so 4th year! From what I remember the fic had multiple chapters
I remember this scene where Draco was sitting in a bathtub having a panic attack and Cedric made him feel better. I also remember a scene where Draco ran to Cedric as he was putting his name in the goblet to stop him and Harry making fun of him??
Theres this OC i remember I think her name was Nana Mars? And of course Cedric’s siblings- i don’t remember their names:((((.
I think the fic was tagged with eventual drarry
I know I was really vague but if you guys could help i would really appreciate it! Thank you guys sm:))
Sorry, we could not find this fic. Maybe one of our followers can help!
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beyondtheclose · 2 years
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A Splash of Blue
written for the drarry discord drabble challenge may 2022, for the prompt “ocean”, wc 405. (ao3 link)
G | cw: anxiety
Harry has a hand up, absently making shadows fall onto Draco’s face when he first asks.
“Would you consider moving in together?”
They’re tangled together; legs intertwined, Harry lying partly on top of him, so Draco’s sure that Harry can feel him freeze. Off guard, Draco replies as steadily as he can. “As much as I’d love to live with you, I don’t think I’m ready for that step yet.”
“Oh. Okay.” He can’t properly see his face, but Draco can tell from his voice that Harry is disappointed, if trying to hide it. “That’s fine, we can revisit the idea later.”
A few months pass before Harry brings it up again, this time Draco mutters something about his landlord and lease.
He owns his house. Which he’s fairly sure Harry knows, but he just casts him a confused look and doesn’t call out his lie.
Draco knows he’s being stupid. Harry—accepting, up for anything Gryffindor, and all-round loving boyfriend that he is—won’t care. The point is moot even if he does; Draco isn’t going to remove the pool. 
Only, Draco is rather attached, both to Harry and to his pool. And as much as therapy has broken through his pureblood conditioning, this feels that little bit too ridiculous, that much too scary. 
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After the third time Harry promises he won’t ask anymore. To his credit, he doesn’t, but he starts casting these sad looks at Draco. And Draco wants. They’ll wake up together, make breakfast together and sit down at the table together. But Draco always has to leave eventually. 
Harry has just Floo-ed over holding a box of fresh pumpkin scones—Draco’s favourite—when Draco cracks.
“Move in with me?”
The creeping anxiety is worth it for Harry’s look of delighted surprise. “What? Of course. But I thought—”
“I need to show you something.”
Draco ignores Harry’s questions as he leads him through the house. “Look, I know this is odd. You know I’m friends with some of the Channel merpeople. A while ago their matriarch asked me to help with an injured dolphin. We created a magical connection between the channel and my bathtub, and well.” Draco forces himself to stop the uncouth rambling and opens the door to reveal a wall of magically suspended water, seemingly extending back forever; a small window into the ocean.
Harry gasps. “This is—Draco, how have you been hiding this? This is incredible.”
Draco grins back at him.
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༺♥༻∞ 𝕋𝕠𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 - 𝔻𝕣𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕄𝕦𝕘𝕘𝕝𝕖 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝟙∞༺♥༻
Disclaimer: Harry, Draco, and other things having to do with the Harry Potter series belong to Daniel Radcliffe, not me.
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This is going to be part of a series I'm going to be writing where Harry and Draco (okay, it's mostly Draco if I'm being honest) encounter different muggle things.
Title: Toaster
Featured Ships: Harry Potter x Draco Malfoy
Series: Drarry in the Muggle World
Summary: Draco spots a muggle toaster in the kitchen of his and Harry's house. Choas ensues.
Any similarities to any other story is pure coincidential.
Sorry if it isn't perfect. I tried my best! 😅
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"Harry, what in Merlin's baggy y-fronts is this?"
Harry looked up from where he was sitting at the kitchen table, reading a Seeker Weekly - a qudditch magazine - to see Draco staring at the toaster sitting on their kitchen table.
"That's a toaster, Draco." he answered. Draco gave him a confused look.
Of course. Harry thought to himself. Of course his posh, pureblooded boyfriend wouldn't know what a toaster is.
"It toasts bread." Harry told him.
Draco, gave Harry another confused look before peering at the top of the toaster. Sure enough, there were two slices of bread sitting in the long metal grates.
"Dray, I don't think you should be doing that-"
As soon as the words left Harry's mouth, the slices of bread shot upwards out of the toaster and hit Draco in the face, before landing on the ground with a smack. Draco gasped.
"H-Harry! The poster threw bread at me and ruined my hair!" Draco cried.
Harry just sighed and stood up from his seat to pick up the bread on the floor.
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It had one week since Draco had first spotted the toaster and it was driving him crazy. He had never seen such a useless thing in his life.
So that's why he decided to get his...revenge...on the toaster, and finally make it disappear from his and Harry's house forever.
He smirked to himself as he approached the innocent and still plugged in toaster that was sitting on the kitchen counter, while holding a metal fork in his hand.
This is going to be so good, he thought to himself.
Then, without a second thought, he shoved the fork into the poor toaster.
It all happened very fast. Draco's screams rang through the house and the thudding of him running up the stairs in record time could be heard. Harry was in the kitchen faster than you could say "qudditch".
He could only stare in shock at the large black hole in the middle of the counter where the toaster once was. Sure enough, there were scattered remains of the toaster on the counter and all over the floor.
"Draco, what happened?!"
"H-Harry, the poster h-hates me!" Draco wailed, from the bathtub upstairs where he was currently hiding.
All Harry could do at this point was roll his eyes as he began to clean up the remains of the perfectly innocent toaster.
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babooshkart · 3 years
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you peeled an orange in that honey-yellow light, and fed it to me wedge by wedge, icy cold and dripping juice—and your fingers were soft on my lower lip, your eyes warm on my face, and I wanted to kiss you. there were bubbles in the bath, and the kettle on the stove, and your hair piled high on your head, and I said “I love oranges,” and you said “I remembered,” and of course you did.
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The Draco struggles with muggle things topic is back !
Because of previous comments the confirmation: It is a shower! 😂
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jeanm3 · 3 years
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Pink Bubbles (AO3 Link)
Immersed in pink bubbles, Draco lets the worries of the week melt in warm water and bath salts. A pleased sound leaves his lips, his eyes falling close as his tired body relax. Being a healer is hard work, but at least he gets to see Potter's face once in a while. Well, more than once in a while. Almost every day in the last few weeks. He starts to think that Potter is injuring himself on purpose. Just so he has a reason to see him again. Is he being delusional? Maybe, but the thought is too sweet to simply let it go.
He picks up one of the rose petals that swim on the surface of the pink water, taking in the beautiful bright red. As he brings it to his lips, he whispers a little spell of good luck. He is going to ask Potter out the next time he comes to him with a hardly credible injury. His lips stretch in a bashful smile as the thought of kissing Potter's plump lips fills his head. He is not sure if what making him so sappy is the "Sweet Summer Love" scented salt bath or if he is already half in love with the man. He is also not sure if he wants to know the answer.
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fannyfiks · 5 years
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draco’s drunk and accidentally apparatus into harry potters bathtub. basically a pwp but still good
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swymsuyt · 3 years
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hi swymmmm you’re literally one my my absolute favorite artists!! if you have the time or the inspiration... I was wondering if you’d draw a domestic little bathtub scene with drarry!! bubbles and soapy hair and the works!! love you!! ❤️❤️
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swiss!! tysm :] that’s really kind of you to say💗💗
ngl the perspective in this drawing is super wack but i like harry’s soapy head 🤲🏼
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bellatrixscurls · 3 years
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“achy” ☁️ draco x reader x harry
warnings : smut, dom/sub, sub!reader, sub!harry, dom!draco, soft aftercare, praise kink.
summary : you feel needy so you make harry skip transfiguration, and draco finds out.
a/n : not me writing for drarry again bc i’m literally obsessed with this ship- chile 😳.
“but please, har! i really need you” you pouted at the bespectacled boy, staring up at him as your hands tugged at his scarlet and golden tie, “you’re so pretty. please, angel.”
harry only sighed, biting his lip at the sight of you. you needed him so much, and seeing you in that state made him want you too, more than anything, “okay” he agreed, feigning indifference but a smile crept onto his face as soon as strings of ‘thank you’s and ‘i love you’s left your mouth, along with your arms wrapped tightly around his neck.
you wasted no time in dragging him up the stairs to his dorm, knowing that draco wouldn’t be able to catch you there.
closing the door behind him, harry let you undress him. you began with his tie, that you’d been dying to get off him since that morning, then with his pants and briefs, and finally took off his shirt, leaving him bare in front of you. you smiled weakly at him, leaning in and pressing a soft kiss on his chest, making him giggle at the action, “so fucking precious, ‘m love” you said as you got down on your knees, gripping his thighs for support as your lips lightly touched his red tip, causing him to shudder.
“so pretty” he whispered as he guided your head, your mouth taking all of him, making you gag at his impressive size, “f-fuck, y/n/n. taking all of me like such a good g-girl, fuck!” whined harry, pushing your head closer so you were forced to breathe through your nose, tears leaking out of your eyes at the roughness of his thrusts.
a few more thrusts along with your boyfriend’s praises and you couldn’t ignore your neediness, your hand immediately sliding down and playing with your clit. you hummed around his cock as he continued to fuck your mouth, and you heard harry chuckling from above you, “couldn’t take it anymore, could you, lovey ?” he questioned rhetorically, but you shook your head nevertheless, “stop that, angel.”
and although his tone was gentle, your hand immediately left your wet cunt, at the same time he cupped your face and eased himself out of your mouth, “lemme taste my sweet little girl” he said, earning a soft moan from you as you held two fingers up, close to his lips. harry’s tongue poked out as his mouth opened and he took your fingers between his upper lip and tongue, sucking and humming around them as his eyes closed.
the sight was pure sex. harry, with your fingers inside his mouth, tasting you and actually enjoying it. “d-daddy” you whispered, and harry’s eyes immediately snapped open, watching your glossy eyes and pouty lips, “wanna- wanna be fucked, please. wanna cum ‘round your cock, pretty please” and although a sub himself, harry couldn’t say he wasn’t enjoying that — you calling him ‘daddy’, while begging for his cock.
“well, good girls get what they want, don’t they, sweetheart ?” he asked, brushing some strands of hair out of your face. “m-i’m a good girl ?” you asked hopefully, watching as he nodded, satisfied at how submissive you were for him, and only him, “a good girl that’s gonna receive exactly what she wants, hm ?”
so you didn’t even try to control yourself anymore, and got on your back on the floor, pulling harry on top of you as you kissed him passionately, running your hands up and down his chest. chuckling, he pulled away for a second, “easy- easy, my love” he pressed his forehead against yours, slowly pushing his cock inside of you, pulling breathless moans and whines from you as he couldn’t control the endless groans escaping his parted lips.
“just l-like that- so good! so fucking good.”
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an hour later, after cumming three times each, you were finally done. laying on the floor, sweaty bodies pressed against each other as you tried to catch your breaths. “should we t-take a bath now ? use some lotion for s-sore muscles ?” you asked, remembering the usual things draco’d do after sex.
harry was aware about those things, but being a sub himself, he couldn’t do it properly so he just said “i- i think we should go to dinner first, you know- so draco won’t be suspicious” he offered and you agreed, feeling hungry yourself.
you put on one of harry’s tshirts and your shorts, while harry dressed himself as well, and you headed to the great hall. while walking, your legs were visibly trembling, and harry seemed tense and uncomfortable as well, but you just brushed it off and continues walking.
once there, you made your way to the slytherin table, where you and harry sat on either of draco’s sides. but then again, sitting down wasn’t comfortable either — your pussy was aching and you swore that you could hear harry hiss as well.
frowning, draco glanced at you, then at harry and back at you, eventually opening his mouth, “didn’t see you in transfiguration” he spoke matter of factly, turning back to his food as he waited for an answer.
“i-i forgot to do my essay a-and you know how minnie gets” you told him quietly, your cheeks burning in embarrassment at what happened just a few minutes before.
draco hummed, not really impressed as he turned his gaze to his boyfriend, “and you ?”
looking down shyly, harry stuttered, “i was h-helping her.”
“right, so who’s idea was it ?”
“what idea ?”
“skipping class to fuck. without me ? d’you think i’m stupid, potter ?”
“we didn’t-”
“oh yeah ? explain this, then” draco said arrogantly, sliding one of his hands inside your underwear and slapping your clit lightly as you cried out in pain, half of the table turning to look at you, but they instantly looked away when draco glared at them.
deep in thought, draco removed his hand from your underwear and brought it up to nose, inhaling the scent with closed eyes. inhaling deeply, his eyes snapped open and he groaned, gripping both yours and harry’s wrists and practically dragged you up to his dorm.
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“did you apply lotion ? take a warm bath ? wash your hair ?” draco yelled at both you and harry, as the only thing you could do was shake your heads, waiting for the punishment he had in store for you, sooner or later.
groaning in frustration, draco disappeared behind the door of his spacious bathroom — as he was a prefect. you shot harry a look as well as he did you, tears leaking out of your eyes as you waited for your boyfriend to come back.
“in here, now” his cold voice instructed and both of you obliged instantly, your legs quivering as you entered the bathroom, trying to stand straight in front of the blond, “my poor little babies...” he spoke softly as his hands went to cup one of your cheeks and one of harry’s, pulling you closer to his chest and holding you there.
you sobbed against his pale skin, the achiness increasing as well as your guiltiness, “m s-sorry, dray...didn’t wanna- i knew you w-wouldn’t skip class with us and- and harry looked so pretty...i’m so so sorry” by the time you were done speaking, your tears were dripping down your chin and all the way down draco’s shirt.
but instead of yelling or punishing you like you thought he would, draco shushed you, depositing harry and then you into the spacious bathtub.
“next time don’t do these things without permission, bubs...see ? it hurts now, doesn’t it ?” he cooed when you and harry winced as the hot water came into contact with your sore muscles and your overused bodies.
you nodded shyly as harry laid his head upon your chest, closing his eyes, “m sorry too...” he whispered, too shy to even look at any of you as he buried his face into your chest, “for being a bad boy, i mean...wanna be good f-” but harry couldn’t get the last words out of his mouth as his adorable little snores filled the room, causing both you and draco to giggle quietly.
“he’s probably gonna do this again, isn’t he ?” draco sighed, squeezing some shampoo on his palm and rubbing his palms together.
“if this is what we get, i’m most likely gonna do this again as well.”
“wh- hey!”
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corvuscrowned · 2 years
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Suds szn has officially come to an end! There were some absolutely remarkable fics and art in this collection, and with Erised and 25 Days posting, it’s easy to get a little overwhelmed with the sheer quantity of fantastic works out there. So I did a little roundup of my favorite sudsy fics and art from this year’s fest for anyone looking for a place to start!
note: some summaries have been truncated for space.
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Ceremonials by  @jackvbriefs
“What are you doing here?” Harry said.
This Malfoy blinked up at him, then lifted the bottle of tequila.
“I’m teaching you how to make a drink.”
This fic absolutely blew me away from beginning to end. It follows Harry as he finds himself repeatedly visiting limbo every time he’s on the brink of death - which is, of course, quite often - and this time, he sees a very familiar face. This fic featured incredible worldbuilding in such a short amount of time, had unforgettable ritualistic elements, fostered delicious, fruitful tension, and wrapped it all up with delightful prose. 
A Grey Shrike Alighted Upon My Wishbone by @opaleopioid
Cursed to forget everything about Harry Potter, Draco has to kill if he wants a cure.
I haven’t read too many amnesia fics, and now I feel like I don’t need to. This take on the trope was beyond beautiful, heartbreaking, fresh, and unique. It’s so clear to see that every word in this fic was carefully chosen, and it made for a poignant, unforgettable, and challenging (in the best way!) read. 
Bacchanal, Bacchanal by @calypsotempete
One crisp morning in September, Harry receives a newspaper and a note. What follows is a descent into a world built by Draco Malfoy full of debauchery, glamour, and clawfoot tubs that wash away the miasma of hard-earned guilt to appease gods that may not exist but offer redemption all the same.
I tried very hard to put this fic down (I HAD THINGS TO DO!!!) and found that I could not. This was an incredible, colorful read, featuring vivid descriptions of Draco’s illicit parties without falling into any of the common tropes and pitfalls of party fics. The piece was anything but one-note - Harry’s internal struggles over the nature of his relationship with Draco paired with Draco’s inability to forgive himself plays out in some incredibly intense scenes that you just need to read to experience for yourself!
Possessed by @shah-writes
tldr; a sentient curse possesses Draco, leading to a whole lot of Auror action, magical theory, and baths!
I was delighted to see horror elements in this fest, and this fic does not disappoint. From beginning to end, I was enraptured by the details of the manifestations of the curse that possessed Draco, the way it intersected his relationship with Harry, and the visceral desperation that kept them fighting for one another. A truly unique read.
Postcards from Italy by iota/@sorrybutblog​
A pool party, a nightclub, a bathtub. Draco Malfoy is the last person Harry expected to run into the summer before his third year of university, but he's not complaining (at least not anymore).
… And now for something a little lighter! I love fics that transport me somewhere else, and this one delivered that in spades. The fantastic Drarry banter and expert characterization in this sexy, sudsy visit to Italy made it an immediate favorite of mine - one I store away in my bookmarks to reread when I need a pick-me-up. Highly recommend for anyone who’s missing warm summer months right now!
Just a Phone Call Away by @cavendishbutterfly
Today’s the day: Harry’s getting over his ridiculous crush on Draco Malfoy. Even if Draco’s just invited himself over to wash Harry’s hair. In a very platonic way, obviously. Not intimate at all.
They can just be friends, right?
It wouldn’t be a Suds rec list without some good old fashioned hair washing. This fic has it all - crushes, pining, a fun excuse for the boys to get real close, and - my personal favorite - the most oblivious Harry Potter you’ve ever seen. Perfectly fluffy without losing character, and such soft, sweet intimacy throughout. A great read for anyone who’s looking for something with classic SudsFest vibes.
fic & art combos and art under the cut!
FIC & ART
Casefile: Operation MoD by @m0srael & @fantalf
After the Battle of Hogwarts, Harry Potter began having strange, unsettling visions--visions unlike those had by other Seers. Draco Malfoy, lab director in the Department of Mysteries Fate Division has been assigned to sit beside the experimental sensory deprivation tank that Harry uses to stimulate his Inner Eye. What Harry Sees is a mystery. What Draco sees is a vulnerable man, too selfless and trusting for his own good, fading away before his very eyes.
Is Draco the only one who can put a stop to Operation MoD?
If you’re looking for something really unique and fresh, you should definitely start here. The telling of this fic through found materials - Ministry recordings and transcripts as well as Draco’s diary - made it extremely lifelike and hard to forget. But this fic doesn’t rely on its unique storytelling devices to be compelling - far from it, though I hesitate to give too much away.
And as if that wasn’t enough, the fic features incredible and chilling art that is absolutely soul piercing. I definitely did not stare at it for way too long.
On Target by @the-sinking-ship and milkandhoney/ @fictional
A charity dunk tank, some sorry excuses for friends, a Slytherin with freakishly good aim, a (mostly) empty locker room, and one very small towel. Because, apparently, everyone is dying to get Harry Potter wet.
Characterization is a total make or break for me as a reader - and the characterization in this fic made me all but swoon. The detail work in the writing is second to none, with so much depth packed away in a deceptively simple story. Sometimes attention to detail and character drops off when the smut starts, but it was nearly the opposite in this fic, with so much story packed into the spicy parts.
And the art! THE ART. Incredible, vivid use of color, layers upon layers of story and detail, amazing, expressive characters - and we have to talk about the look Harry and Draco are exchanging. Every time I look at this piece (TOO MANY TIMES!!!) I discover something new, and the way this fic and art complement each other is spot on.
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The Next Morning, Malfoy Manor by @gryffindorhearts​
Auror training has been exhausting, to say the least, and Harry's gotten tired of making do in the tiny Ministry shower cubicles after the daily drills. He's going to prove to Draco that taking him home was the best idea either of them has ever had.
!!!! I just implore you to check this one out for yourself! Draco’s very Draco expression, the amazing attention to detail, the way your mind just fills in an entire story with the art + the title… just incredible.
something in the water by @helle-bored
Art for the Sudsfest prompt: Draco came back from a work trip different, and now Harry's seeing things in the bathwater. Is there something -- someone -- following him? Is there any way to escape it? Can he save Draco (and himself) before it gets them?
I absolutely LOVED this piece - a picture of sweet domesticity with something that’s just… a little… off. A perfect execution of the prompt - and Harry’s boxers are probably my favorite thing on earth.
so rest your weary heart with me. by @bluebutter-art
After the war, Harry starts to use sensory deprivation tanks to induce psychosis-like hallucinations, eager to see those who he has lost one more time.
Draco helps him get back on his feet, replacing the dirty flashbacks of the war with clean memories of love.
A story of what is loved, lost and found.
This was a complete emotional journey of a comic. My eyes definitely did not well up at the end. The art itself is just masterful - it’s impossible to put into words how much expressive, incredible storytelling was wrapped up in this wordless work. If you’re going to click, please be ready to feel things.
Let Go by @bubble-gumhead
The candles flickered, the wax dripping and puddling on the tub.
Harry sucked in a breath, the steam filling his lungs.
"Harry," Draco whispered in his ear, crawling onto his lap. The water was cool against his skin, the glass vials filled with red tinctures glowed and seemed to sigh with every breath Harry took.
"Harry," Draco whispered again, "Just let go."
Blood magic may or may not be my favorite thing ever, so this piece was an instant fav. This art feels like something out of a storybook, and all the details are completely electric - the expressions, the magic, the candles, the blood, the dark night brewing outside of the window. A truly unforgettable contribution to the fest.
I still haven’t gotten around to checking out every single piece in the collection, and I’m sure there are plenty more gems - take a look for yourself <3 
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Title: Bubbles, Scotch, & Cigars
Artist: anokaba
Characters: Harry/Draco
A/N: Commission done for @peachpety‘s  Color Me Enamored a steamy fic with Older!Drarry and a delightful mood changing bubble bath Go and read it quick! I am a sucker for bathtubs and wet wet skin, especially white shirts that become see through *sweats*.
There were so many details that just *chef’s kiss* -  the expensive clothes on shed on the floor, Draco’s tattoo, rosy nipples everywhere, Harry masturbating in the tub, and of course the shoelace sexual tension.
Thank you so much for commissioning me. Happy New Year everyone!
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babooshkart · 3 years
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the intimacy of a shared bath.
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stargazing-enby · 3 years
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Turn - a meme fic rec
(part 1 | part 2)
These memes were created for Turn (Drarry, 306k, Explicit) by Saras_Girl. Featuring:
- A very annoying old man named Boris
- "Malfoy" (derogatory)
- "Malfoy" (kinky)
- A little table
- A bathtub filled with gin
- A bathtub filled with a python
- A dream
Without further ado...
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Find part 2 of the meme fic rec here
Find my other meme fic recs in the tag #unleash the memes
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