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panda-malfoy-93 · 2 years
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Drarry Headcanons: Draco celebrating Diwali with Harry (pt. 2)
They have been together for two years now and it's Diwali, one of their favourite festivals but sadly Harry was busy with an ongoing auror mission so they decided to just light some Diyas and get Indian takeaway.
Draco of course had other plans. While Harry was working late nights and hurrying out of their home early morning gave Draco plenty of opportunities to well... scheme (cue the evil laughter)
AND EVERYTHING WAS PERFECTLY PLANNED!
So when Harry came home on Diwali evening, it was to a quiet home decorated with lights which made him stare in awe for a while before the cold wind made him shiver and he hurried to open the door.
The inside of the home, unlike the outside was dark with a path lit by Diyas. Harry checked the room for any hostile aura and then with a hand on his holster followed the path.
It led them to their bedroom where a Sherwani set was kept. A small smile took over as he understood what was going on. He quickly changed into them and cast a refreshing charm when suddenly another path was lit by Diyas.
He followed them out to their balcony, beautiful decorated by Diyas, fairy lights and marigold garlands. And in the middle sat their table, from where the most mouthwatering smell was coming and his most favourite person in the world.
His grin growing bigger, Harry swiftly crossed the room as Draco got up with a smug smile and a sparkle in his eyes, brighter than the fireworks.
He captured those soft pink lips in a heated kiss and before things got more heated Draco pushed his hand against Harry's chest. And that's when Harry noticed it.
Draco's hand, honestly the most lovely hands he has ever seen, was adorned by the most intricate henna art and they just looked beautiful. He slowly lifted those hands and placed a kiss on them and they both shared a familiar heated look between them. (Draco knew Harry loved his hands. And last year when Teddy had adorned Draco's hand with silly flower henna design, Draco often caught Harry staring at them and... well he knew Harry would love them and definitely was a hundred percent sure later as well ;) )
They both enjoyed the meal prepared by Draco, who was now a master of Indian cooking after training months with Harry.
After finishing dinner, when some Kaju Katli and Ladoos appeared Harry heard a familiar sound and looked up. IT WAS A FIREWORKS SHOW! One of the other, different colours, different patterns, and he stared in silent awe.
After that a lot of things happened and the end results were pretty nice. Maybe it wasn't traditional to the T but they had years to come where they can make rangolis together or cook up some nimki - but this is what Harry needed this time, a hope of light during the grim times and, since this is what Diwali all about Draco was more that happy to do it for his love.
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rove-28 · 10 months
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Do 😭 you 😭 protect 😭 each 😭 others 😭 solitude 😭
Goodmorning, Larries.
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zlarirosa · 17 days
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harry likes laying on his husband every morning in hopes of him letting the both of them call a day off for once. it's worked once, so it might work again
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littlewinnow · 6 months
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Rough sketch of a silly potions partner moment between frenemies(?)
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sepal-sea · 2 months
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"harry is a dog and kim is a cat haha" WRONG they are both PIGS
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quail-in-red · 1 year
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So what if Harry gets a cat and at first Draco is like skeptical about it
but then he’s completely obsessed
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achiepy · 1 month
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deserved.
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ravenelyx · 8 months
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Sebastian is the type to get random bursts of affection.
At the beginning of your relationship, he would suppress them, he'd be more reserved, scared to be too annoying, too clingy, too inadequate, too much. But eventually, he would relax — he would feel more at ease and gradually act on them more and more.
And one of his favourite activities is snuggling.
You could be sitting on the sofa, and he'd sit down too, and guide you between his legs, wrapping his arms around you from behind, and he would nuzzle your hair, your neck, your cheeks, eyes closed in bliss, and place very lazy kisses everywhere his lips can reach. Nuzzle, kiss, nuzzle, kiss, over and over again.
Or he would gently push you to lay down, and rest his head on your chest, face hidden in the crook of your neck so he can breathe in your perfume, lips brushing slightly on your skin, and he'd hug you like you're a giant pillow, and cuddle with you until he feels like he has fallen all over again. Because what's important to Sebastian is to feel you close, no matter how, no matter what.
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basiatlu · 5 months
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Smitten, breathless
Uncropped can be seen on my Ao3 if you wish!
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disco-drunk · 28 days
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Evening tea🌇
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😮‍💨This took me quite some time! Mainly bcause I struggle with such detailed backgrounds, but it was worth it :D!!
Anyway,, old men yaoi after hours, I wanted to draw something more domestic and cozy : ) Also ignore how Harry is defying perspective with the way he's sitting😭 I noticed far too late to change it haha
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panda-malfoy-93 · 2 years
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THINGS TO DO ON YOUR BIRTHDAY- HARRY POTTER EDITION
Get up late in the morning with your husband's arms wrapped around you, who is already awake and looking at you in a way that can't be described.
Let him be the first one to wish you in the morning, followed by a small peck that leads to.. well bigger things.
After an hour or two of lazy-ing around take out the softest bathrobe that could possibly exist, freshen up and go downstairs to find your singing husband preparing your favourite breakfast- Indian.
(And while he had gone down to work in the kitchen you looked at the frame which you can draw with your eyes closed and whisper a soft thank you)
Various kind of Indian delicacies laid out on the table you look for the one which you know will fill your heart- a dish your husband learnt and spent weeks perfecting just for your birthday- an Indian delicacy you have on your birthday, Payasam.
Sitting facing each other, you both enjoy your food- you exclaiming how delicious it is at every point you can and him giving you a smile that can make you fly.
You both eat with your hands so there is not much hand lingering but every now and then, his legs slightly blush yours and that shouldn't make you blush even after 19 years but it does.
Stomach filled to the brim you both shift to the garden - which has a charmed couch that can withstand any weather. You places your head on your dear husband's lap and close your eyes to feel the warm sun on your face.
Slender fingers adorned with a gleaming ring softly caress your tangled hair, the nails sometimes dragging which makes you groan.
He softly reads your favourite book while your mind drifts to similar memories from previous years. When you lose yourself in the nostalgia he gives you a soft peck to remind you where you are now, who you are now.
You'll spend a late lunch with your adoptive family, god son and kids later but for now it's only the two of you. And that's enough.
You softly drag his fingers away from your hair and place a soft kiss and hold them over your heart- where it belongs.
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teaforthotxxx · 5 months
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I just know that James would give 0 shits about Harry’s grades till OWLS. Like Harry comes back with Os for most of his subjects and James is so shell-shocked.
James Potter: Tell me how you did it. Did’ya charm your tests without Minnie looking.
Harry Potter: *furrowing his brows* Urm no. I just had Hermoine help me a bit. Also, Remus and mum and other dad-
James Potter: MERLIN’S BEARD! PADFOOT! My son’s a natural born genius!! WORMTAIL DO YOU THINK HE TAKES AFTER ME?
Remus, Lily and Regulus who had been tutoring the child in various subjects since birth: (seething)
Sirius Black: OH THE SPROG MUST TAKE AFTER US, PRONGS! He’s going to be the first genius seeker for Puddlemeres!
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mrtequilasunset · 8 months
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I imagine a day off is very precious to an officer of the RCM.
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caspervi · 7 months
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Made a few drarry doodles, maybe I’ll finish the domestic ones I love the gayness
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one-time-i-dreamt · 11 days
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I booked a $250 event as a gift to my mom where they'd teach you how to wash/clean dolphins but it got canceled because Harry Styles got arrested for never cooking for his wife and it was claimed to be domestic violence and it was all over the news like a national emergency so every hotel and every booking got denied.
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onehundredflamingos · 2 months
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13 / street / 344 words
@jegulus-microfic
When Regulus saw the moving truck across the street, he wasn’t all that interested in who the new neighbor would be. His entire neighborhood was being taken over by families with small children, and while he enjoyed watching them all ride their bikes past his house in the evenings, he didn’t actually care to meet them all.
The new neighbor did, in fact, have a child, but he was clearly a single parent.
Every single day, the little boy would ask to cross the street to Regulus’ house. Every day, he would look for dandelions in Regulus’ yard as if he didn’t have his own lawn. Every day, he would search for little holes under the foundation to see if he could find lizards or garden snakes.
And every day, Regulus would sit by the open window and listen to him hunt, watching his — quite frankly — beautiful father trail behind him.
“Dad, do I have to look for lizards today?” The little boy sat down in Regulus’ walkway, hot and defeated.
“I thought you liked looking for lizards, Harry,” the dad replied quickly.
Harry shook his head. “You said you wanted to see if the pretty neighbor was home.”
Regulus choked on his drink, not sure if he should laugh at the brashness of the boy or blush at the brashness of his father.
“Okay, time to go,” the dad said, urgently tugging Harry up by his upper arm. Harry stood up on his own, but instead of walking back to his own house, he ran to Regulus’ front door, pressing the doorbell over and over while his dad tried to shrink in on himself.
Regulus pulled open the door, laughing. He looked down at Harry before letting his gaze move back up to find his father’s.
“Would you like to come in, uh…”
“James,” the dad supplied for him.
“James,” Regulus repeated. “I’m Regulus,” he added, stepping out of the way for his new neighbors to come inside.
“Finally,” Harry bemoaned, walking into the house and settling down onto the couch.
Regulus couldn’t help but agree.
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