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writerquil · 1 month
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somebody get me out of here
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irie-kun306 · 5 months
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I imagine that something like this would be quite possible
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ecoamerica · 23 days
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coldemergency · 7 months
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Harry: Please don’t take this personally
Draco: Best I can do is immediately take it extra personally
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eavee-ry · 10 months
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something i will never finish
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sawiet · 5 months
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draco: i don't like to talk about myself. the less people know about me, the better.
random person accidentally hitting him on the street: oh, sorry!
draco: it's okay. i'm used to pain. it all started when i was six and then...
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fanfic-lover-girl · 2 months
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Case Study of Why Drarry > Dramione
Book 5, Chapter 10
Harry looked around; he had expected this, but that did not make the sight of Draco Malfoy smirking at him from between his cronies Crabbe and Goyle any more enjoyable. “What?” he said aggressively, before Malfoy could open his mouth. “Manners, Potter, or I’ll have to give you a detention,” drawled Malfoy, whose sleek blond hair and pointed chin were just like his father’s. “You see, I, unlike you, have been made a prefect, which means that I, unlike you, have the power to hand out punishments.” “Yeah,” said Harry, “but you, unlike me, are a git, so get out and leave us alone.” Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Neville laughed. Malfoy’s lip curled. “Tell me, how does it feel being second-best to Weasley, Potter?” he asked. “Shut up, Malfoy,” said Hermione sharply. “I seem to have touched a nerve,” said Malfoy, smirking. “Well, just watch yourself, Potter, because I’ll be dogging your footsteps in case you step out of line.” “Get out!” said Hermione, standing up. Sniggering, Malfoy gave Harry a last malicious look and departed, Crabbe and Goyle lumbering in his wake. Hermione slammed the compartment door behind them and turned to look at Harry, who knew at once that she, like him, had registered what Malfoy had said and been just as unnerved by it.
Draco doesn't give enough of a damn about Hermione to purposely seek her out. Unlike Harry (and Ron). Look at all the interesting dialogue he and Harry have. That energy! For all Draco hates mudbloods, he hardly gives Hermione the time of day, unless he is already bothering Harry/Ron. She may as well be invisible in this scene. That's my boy!
Let me summarize this snippet and most other Draco & golden trio confrontations, your honour!
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alien-slushie · 9 months
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Draco: Did I get anything from this experience? No. It was completely and totally uneventful.
Pansy: He kissed a guy!
Draco: No I didn't!
Pansy: Yes you did.
Draco: Didn't!
Pansy: Diiiid!
Draco: Did. Not.
Pansy: Did did did~ did didid did did did~ did did did~!
Blaise: Eh-hem. I can break this tie. He totally did.
*Shows picture of Draco kissing Harry's cheek as they slept on the common room floor*
Draco: I have no comment
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yumeurl · 3 months
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whole lotta buildup for sectumsempra scene but i do wonder what wouldve happened if draco managed to fully say crucio before harry delivers sectumsempra. after all its like, 2 syllables less. and it makes harry think that despite draco having a clear advantage harry barely felt anything, its like draco didnt cast it at all. and it makes him feel sm worse than if harry was just able to cast first
because to be able to cast crucio ud have to mean it
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bluebellcloud · 5 months
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it genuinely irritates me whenever i see lokius defenders acting as if mobius had never done anything bad to loki and as if sylvie was the one that treated loki awfully- don’t get me wrong , sylvie was not specially gentle , however please allow me to refresh your memory : loki told someone “i’ll kill you” in s1 , right ? well , that specific someone replied to loki with “what ? like you did your mother ?” , and , was sylvie the person who said that to loki ? no . mobius is the one who said it . and for the absolute record frigga’s death is not loki’s fault . i can’t stop you if you prefer mobius over sylki but at least accept the fact that mobius was not fully a good person to loki . this is the drarry vs dramione and mileven vs byler drama over and over again , and yet , the elmax and lumax shippers get along .
edit : i’m going through the tags as i add them and apparently sylkius is a ship ? polyamory for the win . anyway really please accept whenever a character messes up in a ship and do not excuse the unacceptable behaviours . thank you .
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ununquadius · 10 months
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Me: I think I'm a very rational person and not dramatic at all
Also me: AHH MY LEG HURTS. THIS IS THE END. I'M DYING!!
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rockingrobin69 · 2 years
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Baking Mistakes
To my beloved, most wonderful @getawayfox, with all the love. Happy birthday! 
“Oh no.” Harry could only blink for a long, long moment, before rushing right back into, “Oh no, oh no, Padfoot! Moony! Someone! Help!”
Fuck. Smoke rose, terrifyingly thick tendrils, and was that actual fire in the oven or did he finally lose it? because he might as well have. Lost it. Entirely. School just ended, he was meant to be an adult now, and…
“What is it?” Remus’s voice thundered into the kitchen, only seconds before the man himself. “Sugar beans, Harry, what the—”
“—Fuck have you done!” Sirius wasn’t too far behind. “Mate, you’re burning your pie!”
“You don’t say!” Harry’s screech reached a new, hysterical height. “What do I do? How can I save it?”
“Save it? We need to save the kitchen, you wretched little—”
“Padfoot.” Remus held out his wand, although he did spare a second to rolling his eyes. “With me, on three, everybody. One, two, Aguamenti!”
“You said on three!” Harry exclaimed, same time as Sirius shouted, “You never said what spell!”
“The oven is on fire,” Remus grumbled, a thin but determined spray of water extinguishing the flames. “One would think Aguamenti is—”
“But isn’t this—how’d you call it, eclectic or something?” Sirius cut him off. Harry was too busy pulling his own hair to listen to the reply (“of course not, you absolute goon, this is blah blah blah”).
It was all a colossal waste of time, and Harry couldn’t afford it. “What do I do?” he asked, voice thick with tears. “I need… it’s… I have to make, I mean, the cake was supposed to…”
“Oh,” Sirius said, face going suddenly serious. “Of course. June fourth. Should’ve known.”
“Right,” Remus was giving him a look, that look, and if there was one thing they had absolutely no time for… “Of course, the Malfoy boy. I mean, Draco.”
“D’you think he likes—what’s this meant to be, ash pie?”
“You’re so bloody funny,” Harry murmured, rubbing his eyes hard enough he was seeing stars. “Hilarious. Top comedy. Will you get your fluffing act together now and just tell me what to do?”
“Honestly?” one large hand landed on his shoulder with a thud. “Harry, love. Go to a bleeding bakery. Nothing good’ll come out of this mess.”
“But. But it needs to be… shit.”
He looked up just in time to see his godparents exchange a look. Remus was nodding, and Sirius sighed. “All right, all right. Vanish all of this, and we’ll make something together. When’s he coming over?”
“Erm, six.”
“Right, so that gives us… wait, what? Harry, that’s in twenty minutes!”
“Better work fast then?” he smiled, miserable.
“Buddy, you know we love you, but…”
“Please, please!” Harry was not above begging. “I see how quickly you two get ready in the morning, and you share a bathroom. With your skincare routine and your hair magic, you two have to be the fastest humans alive.”
They both laughed. “Not exactly human, dear godson.”
“If you can doggie style a cake for me—”
“No. Please don’t say that. Never say anything like that ever again.” Sirius was still shivering when he reached him. “Harry, there’s no shame in store-bought. Baking isn’t for everybody.”
“But Draco’s so good at it,” Harry whimpered. “At bloody everything. And I just wanted—never mind. It’s stupid. I’m never going to be… It’s stupid.”
They exchanged another glance, and now both were sighing. “All right, new plan. Moons, you’re watching the door. Harry, you and I are going to make my cousin’s famous no-bake-cake, and we should cut it in… just about. Come on, chop-chop. Remus, love? Don’t let him come in here before ten past, minimum.”
“I’m sure I can stand ten minutes of his fishing for NEWT scores.” Remus made a face, as though he didn’t love what a swot Draco was, didn’t actually prefer him to Harry. Some family, this was. Harry looked at them both, teary-eyed, with gratefulness this time.
“What are you waiting for? Get me the scales. And flour. And Harry… next time you set the kitchen on fire, we’re going to have a very serious talk.”
Harry nodded, a bit choked. “Thank you. Yes. Thank you.”
It wasn’t the best cake he’s ever made, but it was more than enough. Draco was happy, Sirius was happy, Remus was happy, and Harry didn’t burn anything else for the rest of the day. Success, in his book.
Oh, the oven? Yeah, it short-circuited soon afterwards. To be fair, all three residents were too scared to approach it. Good thing Draco will be taking all these muggle-studies courses in uni next year, because the Black-Lupin-Potter household sort of held him responsible for what happened. And counted on him, too.
Families. What can you do.
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valoale · 5 months
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Me: has tons of shows and films I have saved on my watchlist and has never seen them
Also me: chooses to rewatch all 19 seasons of Grey’s instead
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daddiesdrarryy · 2 years
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Draco: Pansy, so you know how Potter is always avoiding me?
Pansy: Because you’re in love with him, yeah
Draco: I’m not in love with—anyway, I’ve thought of a new way to get his attention
Pansy: Boy, this should be fun. What is it?
Draco: I’m going to climb on a tree!
Pansy: What? Are you crazy? Getting on a tree for him, that’s actually worse than when you folded that paper-bird and sent it to him from across the classroom. If that doesn’t say desperate I don’t know what is!
Draco: So you’re saying I shouldn’t do that?
Pansy: Oh, no, I’m just saying you’re crazy, I definitely want to see how it’s gonna go though
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nelweensfic · 1 year
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The other guy
For @drarrymicrofic song prompt "The other guy" by Jesse McCartney 🥳 Thank you @cluelesspigeons for beta reading!
Draco was sitting on his couch, fixing the carpet on the ground. Harry would come soon and he didn't know what to say.
"If only he wasn't the Chosen One," Draco grumbled. "I would give him the world. I would protect him if he would finally dare to come out of the closet." 
A tear rolled down his cheek. 
"I don't want to be the other guy anymore. Ginny doesn't deserve that and neither do I." 
Draco was ready to give the dilemma to Harry because he couldn't bear being the other guy anymore. He wanted Harry for himself. 
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digtheshipper · 8 months
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i've lowkey been doing drarry for 13 years. nbd
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dyingforhugs · 8 months
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Draco Malfoy!
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