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daddiesdrarryy · 15 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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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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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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nerd6log · 6 months
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So you know when a UK sit com goes down well and then they try to make a US version of it (Ghosts, Red Dwarf, Inbetweeners, etc kind of thing)
What if the UK did this kind of thing and we suddenly had like Tom Felton as Howard Wolowitz or Simon Bird as Sheldon Cooper that would be mad
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Mrs. Granger: And that's Hermione wrote when she was five years old.
Draco: What is this?
Hermione: : A proof that algebraic topology can never have a non self-contradictory set of abelion groups.
Draco:
Draco: I am just a blond monkey to you,aren't I?!
Mr. Granger: *sipping tea* You said it, Not us.
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olivers-cocoapuffs · 1 year
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Pansy: Jewelry? Seriously? Draco, you are the most shallow, self-centered person I have ever met! Do you really think another transparently manipulative - Oh, it's a tiara! Put it on me, put it on me, put it on me, put it on me.
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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?
Excerpt:
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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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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wipbigbang · 10 months
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Harry Potter
#048
Title: Harry Potter and the Casual Dark Lord Vacancy
Pairing/Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Narcissa Malfoy/Alastor Moody
Rating Teen | T
Warnings/Tags: Chooses not to use Warnings, Side Character Death (Lucius Malfoy), Canon-Typical Violence, Canon-Typical Torture, Implied/Referenced Rape by Deception
Slytherin Harry AU, Barty Crouch Jr. survives, childbirth, betrayal, stalking, revenge, found family, conflicted feelings over using dark magic for The Greater Good
Summary: When Harry meets the Malfoys at King's Cross, Narcissa seizes the opportunity to ingratiate her family with the new Dark Lord. Although Harry recognizes her manipulation, he's also starved for friendship and parental love. And Narcissa knows exactly which buttons to push: letters, care packages, stories about Lily, even adoption paperwork. Harry isn't sure he agrees that all Muggles are awful, nor that dark magic might sometimes be necessary for The Greater Good, but he grows fond of Narcissa nonetheless. By Harry's fourteenth birthday, everything seems to finally be working out for once for him.
But then, everything changes. Harry's nightmares return. Death Eaters invade the Quidditch World Cup. Narcissa has daily clandestine meetings and panic attacks. Lucius, paler than ever, forces Harry and Draco to learn the Unforgivable Curses "just in case."
When Narcissa's desperate efforts to protect her family finally blow up in her face, Harry is forced to choose between losing her or becoming the thing he most reviles: the Dark Lord.
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daddiesdrarryy · 8 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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stationintern · 27 days
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Hello all!
This month was, truly, a beautiful month for me reading-wise. The birds were chirping, I found smut that made me sweat, and I revisited some old favorites. Let's jump right in. I am so excited to share these with you. (Hence why I am posting this a day early.)
Strap in!
Dwelling On Dreams by @the-sinking-ship for H/D Big Bang 2021, 135k, E
I reread this fic this month, and it was just as delicious as I remembered. There are aspects of this fic that felt burned into my memory, so it came as a shock to me when I realized that the last time I'd read this fic was over a year ago. Everything about it feels so vivid. Harry's magic, his raw sexual energy. Draco's ability to make me scream at my phone and throw a mini temper-tantrum. I love flashbacks, and this fic has them in abundance. If you're looking for a thick read with complex characters and an interesting case to solve, look no further!
Hear Me Out by @rainstormradish for @dronarryfest 2024, 5.2k, E
I am pleased to announce that I have officially bought my ticket and jumped on the Dronarry train. You've all convinced me. This fic, in particular, is what really got the ball rolling. This was... immaculate. When I said I found smut that made me sweat, I MEANT IT. I had to, like, physically reconnect with my limbs after I read this. A bit of fake dating to start you off, and it only gets better from there.
The Way You Say My Name by InnerLilith 5.3k, E
Ya'll ever just bark at your phone? Sometimes, a girl just wants to read about Harry Potter going absolutely bonkers over Draco Malfoy calling him sweet little names. Very hot, very important to me.
Please hold. Your call is very important to us./Bloodlust and Bureaucracy by @goblinmatriarch 5k, T/8.5k E
DOUBLE FEATURE! I love the smell of wizarding bureaucracy in the morning. What a little world you have built! Authors who can create a new little piece of the wizarding world to explore mean the world to me. Very interesting in regards to how the medical system in the wizarding world relates to its real-world counterparts. Also, some biting action. Very smart, very hot.
Crossed Wires by @skeptiquewrites 11k, E
Critics are raving. "Literally ripping up the wallpaper in my home," says one reviewer. "Gnawing at the bars of my enclosure," says another. Bureaucracy lovers win forever and ever. Also, Draco gets to wear many suits. Harry Potter the reluctant politician. I couldn't have wished for more.
Our Objective Remains Unchanged by @citrusses 46k, E
BOATS, REPRESSION, MORE BOATS, EDGING (for sports purposes), EVEN MORE REPRESSION, AND WILL YOU BELIEVE ME IF I SAY THERE'S MORE BOATS. I don't know how you've done it, but you've managed to parallel the epic highs and lows of college rowing with the literal wizarding war. If that isn't talent, I don't know what is babe.
Truth or Dare? by @lettersbyelise 3.4k, E
There is truly nothing more intimate than jerking off your childhood rival while a party goes on around you. THAT, my friends, is the key to post-war, inter-house unity.
Borrowed Time by @the-starryknight for @dronarryfest 2024, 7.6k, E
Oh this was fire. What do you know about body swapping threesomes? Would you like to know more? Yes. Yes, you would.
Alrighty, I think that's all for now, folks. Very thankful to be in a fandom with so so so many talented people. You all blow my mind. Here's to another month of fantastic fiction!
See ya!
XX, Moon
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Draco: Wanna make out?
Harry: I thought we were taking things slow?
Draco: Okay. Wanna make out slow?
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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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xx-thedarklord-xx · 4 months
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saw your name on the erised particpant post and i'm so excited to read what you wrote! it's like seeing authors in the wild when they do fests and stuff. can't wait
Ahh thank you! I've participated three times in Erised and unfortunately, this year will be my last time for that particular fest, but I am glad you are looking forward to it! There's another fest I participated in as well that will get revealed in the next couple weeks. If you are interested in my past fest fics, I'll link them.
-Dear Cousin, Love Regulus [Harry/Draco Big Bang 2018] As the sole Malfoy heir, Draco understood that his path was set long before his birth; who to be, how to act and what his choices should be. What he had not counted on was the power of outside influences. Letters from his deceased cousin caused him to realize that he did have choices, starting with the choice to be someone else, to be who he wanted to be. The road to self-discovery was difficult and navigating that path in the shadow of Harry Potter was its own challenge but maybe, just maybe, his friends would help him along the way. And he would owe it all to Regulus Black.
-Ardour of Karma [H/D Erised 2019] “Malfoy knows something is going on with you and unless you both want to go back to fighting and death glares, you should fix it.”
“How do I do that? Just waltz up to him and say, ‘I know I’ve been a prat but your scent makes my dick swell. How’s your day?’”
“Mind repeating that?”
The familiar drawl had Harry’s throat clamming up as his blood ran cold. Oh no.
-The Forsaken [Harry/Draco OwlPost 2019] When Draco imagined his future as a child he thought he'd be a Potion Master, get married and maybe have a kid. But the reality was he was a retired Assassin, bitten by a Vampire and mated to a reckless, idiotic, foolish ex-Auror now turned Veela—Harry Potter.
-Borrowing Courage [H/D Erised 2018] After years of being a Magical Artist and painting for other people, Draco decides it’s time to paint for himself for once. The secrets pile up as he tries to unravel the mystery of his relatives but the only thing he didn’t count on was having to go to Potter of all people for approval.
-Save a Horse, Ride a Malfoy [HP Kinkfest 2020] Riddles are woven throughout life, some never answered and many lost in frustration. Whatever riddle it was that defined what Harry and Draco had was a mess of a riddle that worked for them, despite what everyone else thought, even if there was no answer—yet. Sex was another riddle, only that was one they had solved many, many times over. 
-Still Standing [H/D Fan Fair 2019] Not many know the evil origins of a Philosopher's Stone. When Draco discovers that the Goblins found one and kept it, he'll stop at nothing to see it taken care of. Even if that means having to deal with Gringotts' very own resident twat: Harry Potter.
-Augury Forecast [HP Drizzle Fest 2018] Draco had always known that teaching at Hogwarts would be an experience, he just didn’t think that meant a flash flood in the kitchens, a windstorm in the Great Hall, or a sandstorm in the Quidditch pitch. Months of extreme weather would grate on anyone’s nerves, but to have Potter, the ever annoying Divination Professor, around every corner was even worse. So much for a quiet life at Hogwarts.
-Teach Me [HP Contest Fest 2018] "If you can’t learn Occlumency, then you can’t become an Auror.”
No. All of this couldn’t be for nothing. Harry hadn’t spent so much time proving himself, proving that he was more than just a famous name for all of this to go to shite. “This can’t be the end.”
"I have someone in mind that could teach you if you are willing, but I can't guarantee he will help, especially considering your... past." 
"You don't mean Malfoy, do you?"
-Worth Betting On [HP Joggers Fest 2018] The easy way Malfoy breezed into the arena in an unprofessional attire—grey joggers that outlined far too much, and a white dress shirt open with nothing underneath—which showed off his chest, his sweaty sweaty chest—had Harry sitting up straighter. It wasn't unusual to see Malfoy in such a state of undress, it was a signature move that he refused to change.  
Not that Harry wanted him to change. 
 Or the one where Draco is a professional Duelist, and Harry can't stay away from the matches.
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Draco gets sick and Harry sings “soft kitty” to him
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DONT BLAME ME
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summary. Hermonie Granger knew nothing of Draco Malfoy until he was laying on her kitchen table bleeding out.
pairings. Hermonie Granger x Draco Malfoy
note. this is for my bsf who is obsessed with dramonie and begged me to write this, so i hope this fulfills what you wanted.
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Hermonie stood in the corner of a large room holding a glass, her eyes scanned the room looking for best friend— Harry Potter, he somehow convinced her to tag along to a party with him. Every time he went to a party with his boyfriend, he begged Hermonie to go with him and she said no but she gave it a shot and now she’s all alone. Theodore Nott, Harry’s boyfriend dragged him away almost forty minutes ago leaving her all alone. She recognized many faces but wouldn’t go up to them.
That one group. Harry fit in perfectly because of Theo but Hermonie never did. She wasn’t like any of them, she was some normal girl who worked at a bookstore selling books while they were out probably killing people. She finally caught sight of the back of Harry, as she stood up she watches as he and Theo make their way too Theo’s friends. Her eyes follow the two, she squints her eyes as Theo leans down and whispers into Draco Malfoy’s ear, Draco’s eyes glare as Theo straightens his back grabbing onto Harry’s hand.
Hermonie looks at them, down at her drink, she brings it to her mouth downing the rest of it before setting it down on the table. She wipes her lips with the tip of her pointer finger as she begins to walk towards Harry, her nerves make there way all throughout her body as she gets closer making her hands tighten around the fabric of her red dress. Hermonie’s dress begins with a low neckline curving around her body down to her calves with one slit, the back has a design that shows her flawless skin.
Once she finally finds herself beside Harry, he turns around with a smile. “Oh, Hermonie! So sorry about leaving you, something happened.” He apologized, she smiled saying it was no big deal.
“It’s okay, Harry. Is everything okay?” Her voice is soft and full of worry, he looks at Theo out of the corner of his eye before looking at her again. “Oh, yeah. It’s nothing.” He replies. She nods, looking quickly at Draco, stupidly. He was already staring at her. She cleared her throat looking down at her feet, gods, she felt so out of place around these people.
“Hello, Princess.“ Draco greeted, his voice was low. His arms spread out beside him, his usual white button up shirt and black pants. His stupid nickname he calls her, ever since he’s laid eyes on her.
“Hi.” She waves, his lips curl into a smile as he watches her look down at her feet again.
Harry looked at her in worry as Hermonie continued to look down at her feet, he placed his free hand on her forearm. When she looked up, he had that one look which was asking if she was okay, she nodded. “I think I’m gonna head home, it’s late and I have work tomorrow.” She lied, tomorrow was her day off but Harry believed her and nodded. She gave him a quick peck on the cheek before turning around, she squeezed through the crowd, taking a deep breath of air when she pushed the doors open.
The next day, Hermonie awoke by the sound of her alarm. She groaned turning over and slamming her alarm, silence filled her room for one minute until banging was heard. Hermonie sat up quickly in her bed, for some reason fear filled her body. She pulled the comforters off of her body, standing up and walking through her small home.
She stood on her tippy toes looking through her peephole, her eyes widened seeing Harry. Hermonie watched as he began to raise his hand to knock again, she quickly stepped back and opened her door. Harry’s hand fell as the door opened, “Ha—“ Her greetings are cut short when he pushes the door open.
Next thing she knows, Theo and Blaise are carrying Draco into her home, Pansy follows in quickly slamming the door shut.
“What the—“
“Hermonie, grab all your first aid kit shit! Anything to help a gunshot wound!” Theo yells at her, Harry’s already running to get it as she stands in shock, Pansy grabs her arm bringing her to Draco. He’s laid down on her kitchen table, everything that laid there was now on the floor. Blaise stepped away and blood spilled out of Draco’s leg before he covered it again, Draco let out a loud groan at the pressure.
“Can you help?” Blaise turned to look at Hermonie, “Why the fuck do you think I could help with that?” She questioned throwing her hands out in the air. He snapped his head towards Theo.
“Harry told me you went to nursing school!” He yelled at her, Harry ran into the room dropping all of the supplies beside Draco. Suddenly, Hermonie felt her hand being grabbed, she looked down to see Draco’s pale hand holding onto it. “Fucking help me, princess.” Draco begged squeezing her hand. She stared down at him, his face was paler than it usually was and his eyes full of tears because of the pain.
Hermonie looked up at all the eyes on her, pleading eyes. She pulled away from Draco and grabbed the supplies moving Blaise away. Her eyes squeezed shut every time Draco yelled, grunted, or slamming his hand on the table in pain. As she worked on his leg, the other stood away, Pansy left, Blaise and Theo were on the phone.
When Hermonie finished the last stitch, Theo was standing beside Draco. “Your dad called, Draco. They got away, we’ll work on this while you heal—“
“No fucking way, Theo. I’m finishing this with them.” Draco replied sitting up, his face scrunched in pain but played it off.
“No, man. You can’t even sit up, let alone walk. We got this. Just stay here, you’ll be in danger anywhere else.” Theo stated, Hermonie looked up at the comment of him staying at her house. Draco grunted in response as Theo walked away. He turned to looked at Hermonie who was already watching him.
She looked down when they caught eyes, she noticed all the blood on her hands and clothes. Her stomach tightened at the sight, she turned around quickly turning her sink on and pouring soap on her hand. She scrubbed until her hands were red, not from blood— from her scrubbing. She felt Draco watching her but she continued to scrub, her mind went blank as went on.
Suddenly a pair of hands were on hers and the sink was off, “Hey.. it’s gone.” Harry’s voice filled her ears. “We’re leaving but their guards are out there, just call if you need anything.” He spoke squeezing her hand before letting go. She said nothing as they all walked out and the door shut.
“Princess.” Draco’s voice filled the silent room, Hermonie sighed turning around. She now noticed all the blood on his face and body.
“Draco, you’re covered in blood.” She stated, he sighed deeply. “Yeah. Think you can help?” He asked her, she leaned against the counter.
“Mhm. Just stay there and I’ll get the bath ready. You can’t stand so… I’ll have to, um, help.” She stated walking around the table, he watched her figure until she disappeared into the hall.
He sat there in silence looking at his leg, hearing the water begin to run. Her footsteps coming back into the kitchen.
“C’mon.” She held her hands out, he looked between them and her face before grabbing them as she helped him stand up. The trip to the kitchen to the bathroom was a struggle, Draco cursing under his breath and Hermonie struggling to hold all his body weight but she did. She sat him on the bath, “Take off your clothes.” Hermonie spoke, he quickly looked up at her with a smirk. She scoffed, gesturing for him to take them off.
“And then just, slide into the bath. Try to keep your stitches out of the water.” Hermonie explained as she watched Draco unbutton his shirt, his abs showing. She notices a couple tattoos but quickly looks away when he begans to slide his pants off.
Hermonie looked back hearing him slide into the bath, she bent down sitting on her knees and grabbing a washcloth covering it in soap. She gently washed his face and body, Draco’s eyes followed every movement as she rubbed his body with the rag. When she finished she stood up, she forgot about any clothes for him. He read her mind and told her his guards brought clothes and they were in the kitchen. Hermonie quickly got them and helped him change, which to her was very awkward but tried not to be.
Draco put his own shirt on and watched her as she cleaned the bathroom as he sat on the toilet. She held her hands out like she did once again, he grabbed them more comfortably than he did before. He figured she would bring him to the living room but she brought him into her room and laid him on her bed.
“Here, while you’re healing you can stay in here.” She says covering his body with a blanket, he said nothing as he watched her.
“And what about you?” He finally questioned as she finished covering him.
“I’ll sleep on the couch, it’s comfortable.” She responded with a shrug of her shoulders, there was something that flickered in his eyes but it went away as quick as it came.
Hermonie smiled before turning away, before she walked out of her room she turned around again, “If you need anything, just yell for me.” And with that she turned around and shut the door behind her.
The Granger woman walked to her couch that was actually comfortable, she spent quite a lot of money because she loves sitting on her couch with her windows opened as she read— so she wasn’t lying. Grabbing a blanket and pulling it over her, she closed her eyes and she was immediately thinking about how much her life changed in one day but soon enough she finally drifted to sleep.
The next morning, Hermione was woken by the beaming sun through her eyelids. She lightly groaned as she turned her head to see it was six in the morning. She knew there was no point of going back to sleep again because the sun beamed right into her living room so she swung her legs over the couch and stretched.
Getting up, she stopped in her tracks seeing the blood staining her table, fuck. Hermione walked around the table and into the cupboards with her cleaning supplies. She started cleaning.
Soon enough it was eight and the table was spotless, a little too spotless but Hermione didn’t care- she wanted that blood gone, and it was so she was fine now.
After putting the cleaning supplies away she found herself in front of her bedroom door trying to listen to see if Draco was awake, she heard nothing so she turned around and walked into her bathroom after grabbing clothes from her laundry room. She turned on the shower waiting for it to become hot, once it did she did her normal routine.
Getting out, Hermonie dried her hair and found herself back on the couch but before she could get comfortable her door opened making her jump up immediately thinking whoever shot Draco was back, she relaxed upon seeing his friends and Harry.
“Mione, hey.” Harry spoke walking towards her as he let go of Theo’s hand, she nodded. “Hi, Harry.” She smiled the best she could.
“Is he awake?” Blaise interrupted them, “No.” Hermione replied, he ignored her and walked to her room opening it with Theo behind them. She then noticed Pansy.
“Hey, how are you?” Pansy sat down as the two followed her.
While in the other room, Blaise and Theo stood at the end of Hermione’s bed as Draco slept— until now he opened his eyes seeing them staring at him.
“Fuck.” He breathed out in shock, “What?” Draco rubbed his eyes, one thing he always hated about working how he did— there was never one moment of peace, not even sleeping. That was one thing, as a kid he just wanted to be a kid but with what his dad was, he never got that. Becoming what his dad was, he could never fall in love, it was only hook ups.
What Draco did know, from the moment he saw Hermione at Theo’s birthday years ago, she was something different from all the other girl’s he hooked up with but he could never drag her down with him.
“They’ve been off the radar since yesterday, Pansy can’t even find them.” Blaise interrupted his thoughts, he grunted sitting up the best he could.
“And the fuck am I supposed to do? I can’t even sit up. Just continue watching them.”
“The fuck are we supposed to watch?! There’s nothing. Do we just sit and wait? There’s so many other people we have to deal with, Draco. This isn’t even something that was assigned to us.” Theo snapped making Draco glare and Blaise to look at him in shock.
“Just… deal with whatever my dad tells you.” Draco responded, he hated how he felt right now.
Thank fuck. Pansy walked through the door at the moment, “We gotta go.” She stated, the two men nodded at Draco before leaving.
And once again, it was Hermione and Draco in the apartment together.
A week as passed, Draco was finally walking— with a limp so he used that as an excuse to stay. The two have somewhat bonded in a way.
Draco was currently staring at the ceiling and then beside him— Hermione Granger slept peacefully. He thought how could someone ever sleep and be so beautiful but his thoughts went back to last night.
Hermione was sleeping peacefully until she heard a loud scream coming from her room making her sit up quickly. Maybe she was dreaming, but that thought went away when she heard more sounds coming from her room.
She ran into it seeing Draco covered in sweat and moving around, he was muttering something in but she couldn’t understand. She walked to her bed and sat beside him, she wiped his hair away from his face.
“Draco, wake up.” She whispered, his muttering went away but his eyebrows were still furrowed as his nightmare continued. “Draco!” She whispered-yelled finally waking him up.
“Princess,” He whispered, she smiled softly growing to like the nickname after a week. “Yeah, it’s me.” Her hand laid on top of his, she squeezed it. That movement made Draco intertwine their fingers together.
“Want to talk about it?” She asked lightly, he shook his head in response so she went silent again. Instead, Draco looped his arm around her waist and pulled her to beside him, she yelped at the sudden movement but when she was finally on the bed looking into Draco’s eyes, everything was peaceful. His arm was still around her waist but more gentle.
“Just lay here?” He spoke softly, “Yeah.” She responded with a smile that made Draco’s problems fly away.
Now, Hermione was looking back at him with tired eyes. “Morning.” She greeted him, his lip quirked into a smirk that made her laugh.
“I need to go get some food for breakfast.” Hermione said suddenly, “You shouldn’t.” He responded quickly as she stood up, his eyes roamed her body until she turned around at his comment.
“Why?”
“You never know, the people who shot me have been off the radar for a week. They could be watching us.” He spoke, she scoffed.
“I need food, Draco. So do you if you wanna get better.” She responded grabbing clothes from her drawer and closet.
“Then I’ll go with you.” He stood up, but Hermione turned around “No way. You need to let your leg heal. Plus, if there watching anyone, it’s you. I’ll be fine.” She spoke, Draco licked his teeth as she made a good point and she knew that when he made that face.
“Seriously, Draco,” He started walking towards her, “The store’s not even a block away, if it makes you feel any better—“ Her sentence was cut off by Draco’s lips on hers, her breath was taken away by the shock, he pulled away but leaned his forehead against hers.
“I don’t wanna lose you, princess.” He whispered, she smiled even though he couldn’t see, she pulled away from his forehead putting her lips on his, now he was shocked. Her kissing him was everything to him, he wanted her too, just as much as he wanted her.
“You won’t.” She spoke once she pulled away, “I’m just going to the store.”
“I know but you never know with what I do, people die all the time doing normal things.” He spoke with pain, “That’s what happened to my mother, she died going to get me dinner because my dad was gone for business.” He expressed what happened to Narcissa Malfoy— no one ever knew what truly happened to her but now she knew. Tears gathered into his eyes, he turned away but Hermione put one hand on his cheek and made him look at her.
“Draco…” She whispered, “I am so sorry. I couldn’t even begin to imagine the pain and now I understand but I have those guards following me, okay? I’ll be back in ten minutes.” She hugged him and he hugged back, it felt good. The last time he was hugged like this was since his mother.
When she pulled away, she turned around and left the apartment leaving Draco alone.
While she walked to the store, she desperately wanted the guards not to be on her ass but now she was scared, she felt like someone else was watching her— it wasn’t the annoying feeling of Draco’s guards following, it was like someone was waiting for her. She pulled her phone out of her pocket and texted Harry, she would text Draco but she didn’t want to worry him.
As she was texting Harry, someone bumped into her. Hermione went to apologize but their hands were gripping her forearm.
“Better watch where you’re going, sweetheart.” They whispered with a sinister smile, fear struck her entire body.
Her body was grabbed behind her and she let out a scream, Hermione was turned around meeting eyes with one the guards, “Go home.” He told her.
One single gunshot ran through the air making her flinch, she looked up at the guard in front of her, his eyes were wide as his grip on her arm went away and he fell to the ground. A sob tore through her throat as another gunshot went off, she whipped her head around to see the second guard pointing a gun at the man, “Go!” He yelled, she was frozen until he turned around to chase after the man who began to run.
Finally her feet took off into a sprint, she was pushing people who were scared too. She ran and ran, continuing to look back. She almost ran past her apartment but quickly opened the doors and ran up the stairs, she tried to open the door but it was locked.
Hermione began to knock on her door, loudly. “Draco!” She sobbed out, she felt like she couldn’t breathe. Continuing to bang on the door until it fell open, she went straight into Draco’s arms— sobbing and shaking.
“Hey, hey, princess.” He turned their bodies around slamming the door and locking it. He picked her feet off the ground bringing them to the couch. He pulled her off and grabbed her face with his hands.
“Princess, breathe.” He spoke, tears continued to fall down her cheeks as she breathed heavily, he continued to wipe them as they did.
“He’s dead. And someone grabbed me—“ She let out a big breath, “And then he ran off after him.” Her sentence made no sense at all to Draco but someone grabbed her.
“Who? Who grabbed you?” His arms went to her arms, he froze feeling liquid through her sleeve. “Hermione.” He stooped, they both did. Especially her when he called her that. His hand pulled away and it was red, she gasped. “Oh my.”
Draco looked at her, he quickly ripped the sleeve off. He let out a breath of relief not seeing a gunshot. Hermione looked down, she must’ve gotten a graze when the guy shot Draco’s guard.
Draco got up, leaving her. Her arm reached out grabbing his hand. “Where are you going?” She asked with a hoarse voice from crying so hard.
“To get your first aid kit, here.” He didn’t say anything, he lifted her into his arms and carried her into the bathroom, he set her down on the counter as he began to work on her cut. She winced when he started, leaning her head on his shoulder as he worked.
When he actually started, she whimpered grabbing onto his arm. “I know, princess. I’m sorry.” He kissed the side of her head.
When he finally put a bandage around her arm, he stood in front of her as Hermione stared at her lap.
“I’m sorry.” She whispered, “I should’ve listened to you.”
“Hey, no. It is not your fault.” Draco grabbed her hand. He leaned down kissing her forehead.
Their moment was cut off when knocking was heard and distant yelling. “Go in the room.” He whispered.
“What?! No way!” She argued back, jumping off the counter. He rolled his eyes grabbing onto her hand making sure she stayed behind him as they walked through the house. He looked through her peephole seeing his friends. Draco unlocked the door, opening it as they walked in. He quickly shut and locked it.
“Mione!” Harry yelled pulling her into a hug, she immediately wrapped her arms around him. The rest went into the kitchen, Draco’s eyes still on Hermione.
“We found them. Your other guard got him, and it’s all done with.” Pansy said as she sat on the table. Draco’s tense shoulder fell, relaxed as he saw Hermione smile. She was so thankful, but now maybe Draco would leave her, he saw her mind running.
“Got any champagne, Hermione?” Pansy suddenly asked, the Granger woman laughed pointing to the bottle on her kitchen counter, Pansy hopped off of the table and grabbed it. She popped the bottle off as Harry made his way to Theo. Draco slowly walked towards Hermione wrapping his arm around her shoulders.
He leaned down and whispered into her ear, “Now that this is all over, I’m still gonna stay.” She laughed under her breath, turning her head she kissed him, in front of everyone. Pansy gasped catching everyone’s attention, they all cheered making Hermione laugh as she walked towards the group.
The rest of the night felt like a weird celebration but everyone was happy, soon after midnight everyone stumbled out of the apartment— minus Draco.
As Hermione said goodbye to Harry, Draco snaked his arm around her waist. When the door shut, he spun her around and threw her over his shoulder. Hermione yelped with a smile, the two were a little tipsy. Soon the two were on her bed with large smiles kissing, it was messy but they truly didn’t care.
Draco finally found his peace, which was Hermione Granger.
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