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daddiesdrarryy · 14 days
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Pansy: All right, Saturday is the big day! Harry and Draco’s wedding day! A lot of people thought this day would never come
Pansy: I may have been one of those people
Draco: I may have been one of those people
Harry: Wait, are we talking about our wedding?
Draco: Yes
Harry: Yeah, I was definitely one of those people
Ron: I think we were all of those people
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Draco: I have to break up with Harry.
Pansy: Why?
Draco: He's made me a more affectionate, open-minded person. And that stops now.
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weeklyreadings · 3 months
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Week 3
Basically just started reading from R/S Big Bang 2023. Loved every story so far.
house down by @maybebabyplease and @greyeyedmonster-18
Rated E. 22k. Wolfstar
Danny Ocean has three rules: Don't hurt anybody, don't steal from anyone who doesn't deserve it, and play the game like you've got nothing to lose. Sirius Black would like to add a fourth: Don't fall in love on the job.
an endless sky of honey by @colgatebluemintygel
Rated M. 35k. Wolfstar
After breaking his father’s most absolute law, Sirius is exiled to the shadowy Underworld, where all dead and forgotten things go. There, his dreams are haunted by memories of a lost love he was made to forget, and his waking moments are haunted by Death, the mysterious ruler of the Underworld, who Sirius finds himself increasingly drawn to…
The Spy Who Loved Him by optimisticdinosaur and @weightyghosts
Rated E. 35k. Wolfstar
Secret agent Sirius Black has long accepted that he's half in love with the wry, witty voice in his head who runs his mission comms back at MI6 - but seeing as he'll never actually meet Remus Lupin in person, a little bit of flirting (yes, okay, James, lots of flirting, happy?) is harmless... right? Besides, as the Quartermaster, Remus is far too busy coordinating missions and keeping all his agents alive through sheer determination (and technical brilliance) to consider a real relationship, let alone one with a man who laughs in the face of death every other day.
But when a mission to infiltrate a terrorist group called the Death Eaters comes up that only Remus can complete, Sirius will drop everything and race back to London to train him on the art of seduction and lying, aiming to keep him alive at all costs in the field.
The only problem? Remus Lupin is a terrible spy.
alea iacta est by @moonysverse and @munacy
Rated E. 39k. Wolfstar
In a world overtaken by zombies, Sirius Black is propositioned to traverse across the country to reunite with his brother and best friend. Too bad he has to take Remus Lupin with him, who he doesn’t trust nor like. Begrudgingly, for the sake of survival, they must work together.
A tale of adventure, trust, love, and heartbreak.
The Waste Land by @a-fiery-fox and @pjxckson
Rated M. 54k. Wolfstar
Political changes loom on the horizon. The UK is on the brink of becoming a totalitarian state and newly elected Prime Minister Tom Riddle might just be the man that finally tips the scales.
Somewhere in London, a hooded man spray-paints a phoenix onto a wall. Another man watches—wide-eyed, scared, hopeful.
Much later, the hooded man sacrifices himself to save the people most dear to him. Months of torture and military experiments change him to his very bones. He escapes—barely. Now, there is a savage monster residing within, and something as simple as kissing the love of his life becomes an insurmountable feat.
By Order of the Marauders by @jennandblitz
Rated E. 35k. Wolfstar
Leader of the Marauders--a drug-running, moonshine-brewing gang in 1920s Birmingham--Sirius Black is dealing with the incursion of The Pack, a Romany family stealing his betting pitches and taking over his speakeasies. Sirius has to learn to get along with their leader, Remus Lupin, because there is a greater threat to them both—Riddle and his men from London are looking to ruin them all. Along the way, Sirius gets much more than he bargained for.
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Bazinga! Just kidding. Not that kind of big bang (thank goodness). No, this week, Emily and V are talking about the origin of a fanfiction staple: the big bang challenge. Today, it's hard to throw a rock without hitting a fandom feverishly in the midst of a big bang. But in August 2005, the concept was new, novel-length, and named for Draco's passion for Harry. Have you ever participated in a big bang challenge? What's the longest fic you've ever written?
This Week In Fandom History is a fandom-centric podcast that tells you… what happened this week in fandom history!
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dewitty1 · 1 year
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The Secret Keeper
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written by @the-fools-errand with art by @razielim
Chapters: 41/41 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Cedric Diggory, Luna Lovegood, Pansy Parkinson, Theodore Nott, Blaise Zabini, Minerva McGonagall, Severus Snape, Original Characters, Voldemort Additional Tags: Canon Rewrite, Alternate Universe - Hogwarts, Hogwarts Seventh Year, POV Alternating, Strangers to Frenemies to Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, Self-Discovery, Closeted, Adorable Obliviousness, Golden Trio Shakeup, accidental magic, Horcrux Hunting, Converted Death Eater, It's a Wonderful Life Trope (kinda), Divination, Pets, Morally Grey Albus Dumbledore, Minor Draco Malfoy/Pansy Parkinson, Minor Draco Malfoy/Theodore Nott, Betrayal, Torture, Implied Sexual Content, Substance Abuse: Pensieve (Not MC), Minor Character Death, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Canon-Typical Violence, Mild Gore, Crime Scenes, Harry/Draco Big Bang 2021, Art, Digital Art, Illustrations, Parseltongue, Voldemort's Rise to Power, Draco Malfoy Redemption, Legilimency, Room of Requirement, Unforgivable Curses, Ministry of Magic Corruption, Pensieve
Summary:
On Halloween 1981, Albus Dumbledore made a decision that would change the course of history, concealing Harry Potter’s survival at the hands of Lord Voldemort underneath a Fidelius Charm. But when Harry comes of age in the Muggle world, Dumbledore realises too late that the fate of the world may depend on a boy who has never held a wand.
An unlikely team assembles to teach him everything he needs to know before the charm runs out, but only one of them knows the truth behind the Dark Lord’s return to power. If it were anyone else, Draco would have no problem turning them over to the Death Eaters, but there’s something about this certain bespectacled idiot that has him questioning everything he’s ever known.
Will Draco seal the fate of the wizarding world by uncovering the Chosen One or will Harry save Draco from a fate of his own?
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Draco was fiddling with Sirius’s makeshift battery which had gone on the fritz and was trying to figure out a spell to repair it, lest the rest of the group revolt for lack of a good distraction. He nodded as an ethereal female voice started singing about crystal visions and Harry came to flop down in his chair opposite. 
“Love it? She could have written it,” said Draco, tugging at a wire that had popped loose.
“Has she always been that way? You know, a bit loopy?”
“To be honest, I don’t know,” said Draco, looking up at Harry, who was perched cross legged in a patchy crimson armchair, the wall behind him covered in pictures of motorcycles. “I never spent time with her before this year. Most people take one look at her and write her off, but they’re wrong.”
Draco pulled sharply on the wire and the other end popped loose as well, sending a shower of sparks to the floor which he stamped out. 
“Here let me try, '' said Harry, holding out his hand to accept the offending battery. “Do you still think she’s a nutter then?” 
“Luna? Certainly not,” said Draco, crossing one leg and leaning on the arm of his chair to watch Harry fiddle with the infernal mess. “She’s bloody brilliant. I wish I had known sooner or I would have put her to work for me. With the right training she could be striking fear into the hearts of anyone who believes in the Sight.”
Harry laughed as he twisted the ends of two wires together. “Leave it to you to find a way to weaponize Luna’s personality.” 
“Don’t get me wrong, I love the girl. But her predictions are absolute bogus,” said Draco. 
“You hope at any rate.” Harry glanced up pushing his glasses into place. “Come on, show me a Luna memory then.”
Draco tilted his head, thinking of a good one. Deciding on the time Luna wore a life-size eagle headdress to a Ravenclaw Quidditch match, he locked eyes with Harry, and they dove into the memory together. 
He could feel Harry’s presence laughing as the Eagle started pecking at the students in the row behind Luna, trying to get at the snacks they held, so he showed him another one. Luna in the Herbology greenhouse reorganising plants so they could all meet each other. Luna following a cluster of caroling ghosts through the halls at Christmastime and singing along. 
Before he knew it, he was showing Harry the time he tried to set Luna up with the Slytherin Quidditch team. Harry was asleep on the couch, under the power of the diadem, as Draco and Luna chatted about the mimbletonia and Neville Longbottom and Luna’s philosophy on love.
It wasn’t until the conversation started veering towards Draco’s stake in the matter that he remembered with a shock how it ended. He tried to close it off, but Harry had felt his surprise and was now interested to see what would unfold. 
“And does it really take that long to teach someone Occlumency? I mean really, what do you two spend all that time doing?” said Luna, her arms crossed in a very Hermione-like stance.
Draco cringed, knowing what was coming next. In his memory, his mind was full to bursting with thoughts of Harry as he blurted out, “It doesn’t matter, anyway! It would never work between us. He has no blood status to speak of. He hardly even has a family, not to mention the fact that he’s wanted by the law AND is an insufferably noble git on top of it all. Forget about what I want, my parents would never— ”
Harry stumbled back from the memory as the battery fell to the floor with a thunk. He was on his feet, pacing towards the door, his hands laced through his hair. 
“Harry, let me explain,” said Draco, jumping to his feet. 
But as Harry whirled around to face him it wasn’t anger in his face, it was disbelief. 
“What you want…?” he said. 
Draco didn’t know what to say. His heart was pounding. If it was possible, he wanted him more today than he had even wanted him then. 
Without another word, Harry closed the space between them. Before he knew it, his hands were on Draco’s neck, drawing him into a kiss. 
Draco’s own hands immediately found their way to the small of Harry’s back, then his hips, as he pulled him closer. Insistent lips pressed against his, soft but strong. The kiss with Theo so drastically paled with the real thing he almost laughed. 
Draco slipped his fingers under the hem of Harry’s jumper, letting them trail up the smooth expanse of warm skin. Harry made a noise of appreciation, which nearly made Draco lose his footing. He tried to take a step to steady himself, but at the same time, Harry pressed into his touch, and he stumbled backwards, his knees making contact with the edge of the bed. 
As they toppled over backwards onto the crimson bedspread, finding himself looking up at the pictures of women in bikinis on the ceiling and with Harry Potter, the saviour of the wizarding world kneeling over him, he really did have to laugh. 
“What’s so funny?” asked Harry, propping himself up on his arms to pull back from the kiss, his face still inches from Draco’s own, smiling broadly. 
“Just how much of a fucking idiot I am for not doing this sooner,” said Draco, running a hand across Harry’s jawline and threading it through his dark tangle of hair, drawing him back in. 
“You and me both,” said Harry. Draco could feel the warm breath of his laugh across his lips as he pulled Harry down on top of him. 
Cedric and Hermione would still be out on their run for another hour. There was plenty of time. 
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Casually Inseparable [A Secret Keeper Ficlet]
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olivers-cocoapuffs · 1 year
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Draco gets sick and Harry sings “soft kitty” to him
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fencer-x · 2 years
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Pet Peeve: people promoting their fic fest as a “Big Bang” when the submissions are under 50k.
Big Bangs are for novel-length fic. Your fest is valid and cool and fun even if the submissions are smaller than that. Just stop copping a term that has an established usage that people expect.
This post brought to you by me getting excited about a Big Bang in one of my fandoms where the min was 10k :|
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thebooktopus · 2 years
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Seven of Wands - Fluff
Sweeten to Taste by @bigblackdogfic (E // 51K)
So, I used this fic for "fluff" and it is that, in that it felt like a hug that I very much needed, but it's also so deep and thoughtful, exploring forgiveness in a way that was really well done. I loved how Harry and Draco fell together, slowly and quietly over shared meals and confessions and trying to be better for themselves and each other. I would be remiss if I didn't mention @babooshkart's incredible art in this fic - you're treated to multiple pieces, each one more detailed than the last. I love how they play with light and how they captured Harry watching/studying/memorizing Draco. I could stare for hours (as if they're Draco and I'm Harry).
Harry is starting to realize that's true. Despite six years of interactions at Hogwarts, most of them awful, Harry really doesn't know that much about Malfoy. He didn't know Malfoy likes to make buckwheat biscuits and obsesses over cabbage. He didn't know Malfoy has been writing to Luna and Hagrid. He didn't know Malfoy has a little dog that obviously loves him. 
This fic made me hungry- not just for the decadent food so perfectly described but also for the pleasure of fresh ingredients, finding a good recipe and building a meal with your own hands before sharing it with someone you love. It's a quiet sort of fic, the kind you almost feel like you're intruding on when you read it but then it sucks you into its warm embrace and then hours later it's over and you look around and it's dark outside and oh... Anyways, if you need something that will give you these stolen, sweet feels, highly highly recommend this fic.
This post is a fic rec for the @gameofdrarry Wizarding Hearts game, a fun team challenge meant to diversify your reading and try new fics! Check it out; sign ups go through July 15th!
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makeitp1nk · 2 years
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HD Reverse Big Bang: Grey Eyes & Lies
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Grey Eyes & Lies
Author: makeitp1nk (AO3)(Tumblr)
ART! 🎨
Artist: veelawings (AO3)(Tumblr)
Pairing: Drarry
Rating: E
Wordcount: 17.8K
Tags: Dark harry potter, Dark draco malfoy, Murder, Implied non-con,Morally gray characters at best, Dark magic, Sex magic, Breeding kink, Daddy kink, Draco has sex with other people while Harry watches, Drarry have sex other people together, breath play, dubcon, kink with no negotiation but everyone’s into it, War trauma, anal sex, oral sex, rough sex, masturbation, Epilogue what epilogue, Magical theory, International wizarding police, Harry Potter thinks Draco Mafloy is up to something, librarian Draco Malfoy
Summary: Twelve years after the war, Harry returns from his post on the International Wizarding Police in the States to find everything has changed. Draco Malfoy, his nemesis and overall Bad Guy, is now uncle extraordinaire, master of potluck desserts, and an honorary Weasley. Fit, charming, and reformed, Harry is, as always, drawn to the man, who despite his charm and gentle nature, still holds a bit of that spark Harry knows so well from their school days.  Until Harry accidentally follows him and sees things that convince him Malfoy never really changed. In his quest to prove that Malfoy is up to something, Harry gains entrance into a world where nothing is black and white, and nobody is golden.
Author's Note: I'm a huge fan of @veelawings, so getting her art for this fest was a dream come true. She's an absolute joy to work with, and I hope I did her art justice and that y'all enjoy the fic ❤️
If you're interested, there's a killer playlist that goes along with this fic 🎵
FIC & ART
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bitacrytic · 1 year
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Your most fave fic dynamics? Like what makes you squeal???
I have two.
Mutual pining. Give me two idiots who are so in love, but also, so very sure that the other person doesn't love them. Give me the angst that comes with this nonsense. Give me the misunderstandings and the faulty communication. Give me their friends and family telling other people how differently they treat each other, but them giving themselves excuses for the preferential treatment. Give that trash and I will gobble that nonsense up. (Eg: kpop fics, sterek fics, sambucky fics, drarry fics)
Power reversal. This one is tricky and rare. I hardly ever find it so most times, when I see power dynamics, I run in the other direction. But if you give me a fic where person A is in charge and has all the power and says this and this and that. Then person B gets the power and A has to submit???? Give me that shit right now. This was what I thought I'd be getting from kinnporsche when I saw the first trailer. This was what sparked my obsession and had me waiting every single week during its airing for the moment when Porsche finally gets his. Unfortunately, I was severely disappointed in that regard. But still. At least Porsche can afford to send his baby brother to school at the end of the show so there's that. But a good power reversal? Where A has no choice but to be put in his place? Where A's submission isn't even a choice, because A never gave B a choice in the first place???? Give me that shit. (Eg: kpop fics, kinnporsche fics, tharntype fics, sterek[to some extent] etc)
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daddiesdrarryy · 7 days
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Narcissa: Here we go. This is a picture of Draco the day he was born, and this is when he took his first step
Harry: Aw, look how cute you were, Draco
Draco: Harry, please, of course I was cute. Look how I turned out!
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Conversation
Draco: Wanna make out?
Harry: I thought we were taking things slow?
Draco: Okay. Wanna make out slow?
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alindakb · 2 years
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Soundless Love - Chapter 8.2
The library is off-limits. It’s where Draco studies and Harry won’t chase him away from his favourite spot. And even when Draco isn’t there, Harry still hates being in that place. Everywhere he looks he sees Draco. He’s tried it once when Draco was hanging out with Greengrass in the Great Hall. Hermione took Harry to the library in the hope Harry would do some of his homework. But the only thing Harry did was stare at the table he and Draco used to sit at, wondering if he would ever get it back.
So now, Hermione, Ron, Neville and Harry have placed their books on a table in the Gryffindor Common Room. Hermione works on her study schedule for the coming exams. They all still don’t get how she gets to all her lessons and how she hasn’t collapsed under her workload yet. Ron is busy with his Charms essay and Neville reads something to do with Herbology. And Harry stares at his books and has no idea where to start. He hasn’t done a thing for school besides showing up to his lessons since they’ve been back from Easter break.
“Harry, do you know what will happen if you lift your wand too high when casting the Freezing Charm Glacius?” Ron asks.
“No clue, ask Hermione,” Harry answers. He knows what Ron is doing. It’s one of the tricks Hermione learned them all to get others to focus on their homework. Only Harry doesn’t care anymore. He got a Dreadful on his last essay for Potions. Snape was all gleeful about it. He even took points from Gryffindor for Harry’s sloppy work. And for the first time, Harry didn’t say anything about it. That took all the fun out of it for Snape. And that made it kind of nice, this not caring anymore.
“Harry, have you even started on the Charms essay?” Hermione asks.
“No,” he says deadpan.
“It’s due tomorrow,” Hermione says. “You can’t hand in nothing.”
Harry lets out a sigh. “Why not?” he asks. “It’s not as if they are going to kick me out of school for missing one essay.”
Hermione narrows her eyes at Harry. “But it’s not just one essay, isn’t it?” she asks. “You hardly do any of the work. If you keep this up, you’re going to fail your exams.”
Harry lifts his shoulders and stares out of the window. It’s a beautiful afternoon. It’s a shame that there is no Quidditch practice today. It would have been nice to go out and fly a bit. But the Hufflepuff team is on the pitch right now. They have a match in two weeks. It’s going to be the decider of the year. Hufflepuff has won their match against Slytherin. If they win against Gryffindor, they will be the champions this year. And Diggory is putting in all the effort to try to make that happen. Oliver is worried. He’s taken Harry aside on multiple occasions to instruct him that he needs to find the Snitch as soon as possible during the game, so as not to give the Hufflepuff team time to get into the lead.
“Harry, you do understand that you will have to repeat this year if you fail your final exams,” Hermione says. Harry has the feeling she’s been rattling on and on about the importance of school and study schedules.
“I won’t fail them,” Harry says. But he does pull his Charms book out of the pile and looks up the Glacius Charm. He might just try to get something on paper. His hand feels heavy when he picks up his quill. Harry stares at his parchment. Why is it so hard to focus and just do it? Harry used to do this all the time. It was no issue when Draco was by his side. Draco, whose grey eyes would glitter when Harry would finally get something after Draco explained it to him. Draco, who studied so hard to learn BSL so he could keep up with the conversation around him. And he did it all next to all the extra work he did for school. Harry is sure that if Draco hadn’t been deaf, he would have been the smartest person in their year, giving Hermione a run for the top of class each year.
“I can’t do this,” Harry says. He puts his quill down and stares out the window again.
“You haven’t even started,” Hermione says.
“Leave him,” Neville tells her.
Harry pushes his hand through his hair and turns around. “I don’t need you to defend me,” he spits out as he stands up. “And Hermione, we are not all nerds like you. I don’t need top grades. I just need to get Acceptable to pass, and I will.”
“Fine,” Hermione snaps. “Have it your way. Just don’t come running when you need my help getting ready for your exams.”
“Fine,” Harry snaps back. He pushes his books into his bag. “I’m going for a walk,” he says and walks away.
Neville rushes to get his books in his bag. “I’ll come with you. I need a break too,” he says.
Harry stops and wants to snap at Neville to leave him alone. Only Neville’s face is red and he clumsily pushes his ink bottle into his bag. They will have a fight here in the middle of the common room if Harry refuses him. And Harry doesn’t feel like it. It’s none of anyone's business that Harry is feeling like shit.
Together they leave the common room and walk down the stairs. They go outside and walk towards the lake without exchanging a word.
“I know you’re upset still about Draco,” Neville says when they walk beside the water. “And that it’s hard for you to study without him, but Hermione’s right.”
Harry looks over the lake and shrugs. “I can’t help it, Neville,” he says. “He’d made studying fun, somehow. And now it’s just painful.”
“You need to forget about him,” Neville says. “You’re too young to drop out of school and start a professional Quidditch career.”
Harry lets out a heavy sigh. “I could be the youngest professional Quidditch player of the century,” he says without meaning it. They both know that won’t happen if he drops out of school now. He’s too young to be on the radar of any of the scouts. They won’t start paying attention to him before he takes his OWLs.
“And leave me alone with Hermione and Ron?” Neville asks. “Think about your brother, please. Don’t make me suffer at school alone.” He stops and pulls on Harry’s arm to get him to look at him.
“I won’t,” Harry says. He shuffles his foot over the dirt path. “I’ll manage. Exams are still a couple of weeks away.” He has no idea how he will manage it. He can’t open a book without missing Draco. But he also knows his friends are right. If he doesn’t get his act together, he might need to repeat third year. And it will also mean he will have to stop Quidditch. Students with failing grades are not allowed on the team. And that will put a big dumper in his plan to become a professional Quidditch player after he’s done with school.
“I just thought that I was the one helping him,” Harry says. “But the truth is, that I need him more than he ever needed me.”
Neville offers Harry a small smile. “You can study without him. You’ve done it before,” he says.
Harry lifts his shoulders. “That was different,” he says. “I struggled back then. Before Draco. With his help it was easy. And now it’s just, I don’t know. It’s as if I can only succeed with him. I know it’s stupid, but it’s how it feels.”
“You need a proper distraction,” Neville says. “We need to get more serious about Pettigrew. That will keep your mind off Draco. And when you’ve forgotten about him, you’ll have no problem cramming for the exams.”
“Don’t think it goes that quickly, Neville,” Harry says. “Have you already forgotten about Ginny?”
Neville rocks on his feet and shakes his head. “No, but I don’t need to,” he says. “It’s just a rumour that she kissed Luna. All bets are still off, she could still fall in love with me.”
Harry scratches at the back of his neck. “Why are you always so positive?” he asks.
“Don’t know. I just like her,” Neville says. “And as long as she doesn’t reject me as plain as Draco did you, I won’t give up on her.”
“I’m not sure if I’m ready to give up on Draco just yet,” Harry says.
“Then don’t,” Neville says. “Maybe it will all turn out for the better. But for now, you need to keep your mind busy with something else. So go figure out how we can find Pettigrew, and then we can get rid of the rat once and for all.”
Harry nods and they continue to walk in silence. When they get back to the common room, they sit down by Ron and Hermione as if nothing happened. Harry takes out a piece of parchment and a quill and starts to think. What would be a good place for a rat to hide, and how will they be able to get him out of his little hole?
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bridenore · 1 month
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Recs masterlist part three : past fests
I’ve been doing drarry recs posts every week for a while and it’s getting harder and harder to navigate through all theses posts. So here is a masterlist of all the posts I made so far.
Note : the masterlist is now split into three parts. I have apparently reached the maximum number of links you can include in a single post. Part one is here Favorites, authors, themes and length and part two is here Ongoing fests.
Last updated : March 25th 2024 (Added since last update)
Previous update : September 25th 2023
Past Fests (the last edition was held before 2022)
Big Bangs : Harry Big Bang 2015, HD Big Bang 2011, Draco Big Bang 2010, Big Bang Baby 2008, Big Bang Baby 2007, Big Bang Baby 2005
Consent fest : 2019, 2018
Daily Deviant : Banging Birthday 2020
Harry submits : 2012
HD Canon fest : 2011
HD Collab : 2019
HD Eight Year : 2015
HD Glompfest : 2019, 2017, 2014, 2013, 2012, 2011, 2010
HD Holidays : 2012, 2011, 2010, 2009, 2008, 2007 winter, 2007 summer, 2006
HD Hurtfest : 2020 , 2016, 2015, 2014
HD Inspired : Animagus, Back to school, Mpreg
HP Creature fest : 2016
HD Remix : 2021, 2018, 2017, 2016, 2015 , 2014, 2013, 2012, 2011, 2007, 2006
HD Smoochfest : 2015, 2014, 2013, 2012, 2011, 2010, 2009
HD Tropes : 2019, 2016, 2014, 2013
HD World Cup : 2009, 2008
HP Animagus Fest : 2021
HP Creature Fest : 2016
HP Kinkfest : 2020, 2019, 2018, 2017, 2016, 2015, 2014, 2013, 2012, 2011, 2010
Special events :  Lock Down fest 2020
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Thank you so much for tagging me @thewholelemon, @cutestkilla and @artsyunderstudy!
I've been working on both of my BB fics.
Here's a snippet of my fic for the @drarry-mini-bang:
Harry slept fitfully that night, confused by his whereabouts, but still finding comfort in Malfoy’s warm and solid body pressed to his. He had slept alone since that time in the tent with Ron and Hermione, and he hadn’t realised how much he missed human contact. When he woke up in the morning, blinking a few times to adjust to the low light of the pale dawn, he was taken aback by how beautiful Malfoy looked in his peaceful slumber. Harry marvelled at how his eyelashes were so delicate and almost transparent; how they fluttered prettily as Malfoy dreamed of Merlin knew what. He just lay there for a long while, watching the minute changes in Malfoy’s features as he slowly woke up.
“Ugh, Potter, you creep,” Malfoy groaned, stretching like a lazy cat and then snuggling a little closer as soon as the bond made them both feel the absence of the other’s touch. “You need to ask for people’s permission to watch them sleep, you know? You can’t just go around and act like a weirdo simply because you saved the world. I mean, I know I have a pretty face, despite the ugly scars, but—”
“I want to see you naked,” Harry blurted out.
And here's a bit of the outline for the @carry-on-big-bang:
Baz comes to the pub and all the usual patrons looks taken aback. “Why are you here?” Dev asks with a raised eyebrow. “Can’t a bloke have a pint?” “Not a posh twat like you,” Gareth comments. “Shut up, Gareth. I’m here every other night.” “Behind the counter, yes,” Niall points out. “Or when there’s a football match on the big screen. But there isn’t a single match today, and Simon stole your job.” Baz looks embarrassed and on the verge of leaving for a moment, but then Simon pours him a glass of white wine and taps his hand on the sticky counter. “Baz and I have something important to discuss,” he says to the other patrons. “Now, mind your own bloody business and carry on getting plastered.”
Tagging (apologies if you've already done it and I've missed it):
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Little Deaths and How to Avoid Them (or Draco Malfoy's Guide to Stop Dying and Start Living Instead)
dustmouth, nerakrose
art by dustmouth,  written by  @greaseonmymouth
Chapters: 4/4 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Slow Romance, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, POV Harry Potter, Relationship Problems, Asexual Character, Asexuality, Asexual Harry Potter, struggles relating to internalised acephobia (he gets over it), Biromantic Harry Potter, Gay Draco Malfoy, Queer Themes, Mental Health Issues, Depression, Anxiety, hints of mild suicidal ideation, post-coital dysphoria, Little League Quidditch, Warm and Fuzzy Feelings, Fluff, Light Angst, Books, Conversations, Social Commentary, Expensive Bath Bomb Habits, Relationship Discussions, Original Character(s), Minor or Background Relationship(s) - Freeform, Minor Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Ginny Weasley/Original Female Character(s) - Freeform, Padma Patil/Pansy Parkinson - Freeform, Seamus Finnigan/Dean Thomas - Freeform, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley - Freeform, Blaise Zabini/Original Male Character(s) - Freeform, Angelina Johnson/Lee Jordan/George Weasley - Freeform, Percy Weasley/Oliver Wood - Freeform, Trans!Dudley, Trans Character, Embedded Images, Fanart, Art, Harry/Draco Big Bang 2018, Community: harrydracobang
Summary:
Malfoy is way too interested in coroner reports for somebody who's definitely not looking for ways to die, Harry wants to be friends with him, and Ginny wants to break up with Harry.
Features: Little League Quidditch, an abundance of bath bombs, happy endings, and gay robots in space.
Excerpt:
The cashier tried to hide a smile. “Your costumes are excellent,” she commented. “Where’s the party at?”
Malfoy blinked. “Oh! Sorry. There’s no party. This is for LARPing,” he said, enunciating carefully. “We’re both wizards.”
“And these are your weapons?” she indicated the pile of bath bombs on the counter she was sorting into bags. Harry had bought so many that she was divvying his into three bags.
“Yes.” Malfoy grinned. “They’re meant to look like potions, you see.”
Harry was staring. “What are you doing?” he whispered. “You can’t break the Statute of Secrecy!”
“I’m not,” Malfoy whispered back. “I’ve got it under control. It’s LARPing, see?”
Harry did not see, but he paid for the bombs (and was nearly short on Muggle cash, which he did not tell Draco—these things were expensive) and ushered him outside. “What was that? What’s larping?”
“It means Live Action Role Playing, it’s an acronym. LARP, see?” Malfoy said. “It’s a Muggle game about dressing up as something and then pretending to be that character and doing things like solving quests and fighting and things like that. I read about it in class.” Malfoy gestured at the store. “She thinks we’re roleplaying wizards.”
Oh. Oh. “Oh!”
“Brilliant, isn’t it?” Malfoy was grinning, all giddy and happy and pleased with himself.
He looked lovely like this, Harry thought. That smile suited him. And Harry really, really wanted to kiss him. But they were standing in the middle of the sidewalk, and also Harry had to go to his Record-keeping Theory and Practice lecture, and it didn’t seem like the time or the place.
“Yeah,” Harry said, and gave him his bag. “This is yours. I, uh, have to go.”
“Right. Your course? I’ll walk you.” Malfoy put his bag into a well-charmed concealed pocket, where it disappeared out of sight and didn’t cause any unnecessary break in Malfoy’s silhouette.
Harry’s pockets weren’t as well-charmed, or as roomy, but he had space in his book bag for the third bag. “Okay, uhm. This way.”
“I know which way the College is,” Malfoy said, quick grin on his face. He fell into step with Harry, and a few seconds later, his hand was in Harry’s. “Is this okay?”
“Yeah,” Harry said, throat dry.
It was a short walk to the College; back to Direction Alley and then down the small path past the Archive which led onto Toothill Square, where the College was tucked in between the Archive Garden and the White Hart.
“So, standing invitation to join us at the pub on Friday, as usual,” Harry said, gesturing at the pub. “But I actually wanted to ask—on Sunday I have my first Little League game. Do you want to come? I’ll reserve you a seat with the team if you’d like? I mean, it’s for parents and other family members of the team, but as captain I get seats too.”
Malfoy hesitated. “It’s not that I don’t want to come,” he said. “I just…I’ve already bought a ticket.”
“Oh.” Harry blinked. “So…”
“It’s for charity, right?” Malfoy looked uncertain. “I want to support the charity.”
“Yes, of course—that’s fine, that’s brilliant. Thank you.” Harry squeezed his hand. Malfoy hadn’t removed it yet, even if they were on the steps of the College. “I’ll…see you after? I’ll get you a pass that’ll let you into our section if you’d like? Or we can meet—”
“I’d love that. The pass,” Malfoy said, and then suddenly he was leaning close and speaking into Harry’s ear. “Thank you for today,” he said. A brush of something warm and soft on Harry’s cheek, and then Malfoy had taken a step back. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Yeah,” Harry said, touching his cheek where he was positive Draco had just kissed him. Kissed! “I’ll see you then.”
Malfoy Disapparated.
There was no way Harry was going to be able to focus in his lecture.
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