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[reliand]

Ocean Eyes || by @shealwaysreads

Malfoy was still pale, his skin milk-white. But now, he had the faintest trace of freckles across his cheekbones. His hair was still fair, silver-blonde and bright as a new Sickle. But his eyebrows, and his eyelashes, were dark now; framing his eyes with dramatic sweeps and arches of black. A charcoal sketch on white vellum, bold and delicate. And his eyes. His eyes were different now, too. Shockingly so.

One of Draco’s eyes was blue, now.

I love this little fic and how Draco’s described through Harry’s eyes. He sounds absolutely ethereal, and I wanted to try and capture it.

#draco malfoy #drarry #harry potter #harry potter art #shealwaysreads #my artwork #my art #hp fanart #draco #unspeakable #I don't think his hair length is described in the fic but mid length on Draco is my favorite #not gonna lie this is the prettiest draco I have ever drawn #i don't know if I can top this

[getawayfox]

Draco didn’t bother trying to hide the satisfied curl of his lips; Harry was jealous, and it fed the dark little fire in Draco’s heart that delighted in knowing he had somehow found his way into the centre of Harry’s attention. He’d wanted this since before Hogwarts, and then he’d got it and—like a fucking idiot—had convinced himself he couldn’t have it.

Together Like This by @shealwaysreads (drarry, E, 3k)

#quick quotes recs #QQR #drarry #together like this #shealwaysreads #fic rec

[booksandwords]

Malfoy was still pale, his skin milk-white. But now, he had the faintest trace of freckles across his cheekbones. His hair was still fair, silver-blonde and bright as a new Sickle. But his eyebrows, and his eyelashes, were dark now; framing his eyes with dramatic sweeps and arches of black. A charcoal sketch on white vellum, bold and delicate. And his eyes. His eyes were different now, too. Shockingly so.

Ocean Eyes by @shealwaysreads

There is such beautiful description in this. I like the idea behind it and it is executed well.

#drarry #harry potter #draco malfoy #fanfic rec #shealwaysreads

[lostdrarryfics]

heyyy i was hoping you could help me find this fic

It's a fight club au, where potter is kidnapped off the streets very soon after the seventh book and forced to fight every night in an underground fight club against magical wolves etc. Draco stumbles across the fight club and finds Potter.

I've been looking for it forever 😭

We believe you are looking for If an Injury Is to Be Inflicted by @shealwaysreads (44k, E)

Don’t forget to bookmark, leave kudos and comments!

#request 1719 #found fic #shealwaysreads #anon

[thedrarrylibrarian]

Hello Hello and the Happiest of Fridays!

I'm thrilled to have @shealwaysreads in the library today! I've followed her for a long time and am always delighted by her posts on my dash. She has excellent taste, and has picked an incredible fic to share with us. Without further ado, I'll let Bella take over!

I did a slightly ridiculous gasp and wiggle when the lovely @thedrarrylibrarian reached out to ask me to share a fic rec for their brilliant Happy Hour, and was beyond delighted to be chosen to open the new year with a story I loved. 

I haven’t actually been able to read much fic over the last year, except for short pieces, which has really crystallised for me how much I really do love short fic. The skill, choices, focus, and subtle characterisation that’s so necessary for a fantastic short read is intense, and I find myself endlessly full of admiration for writers who can take on that challenge and create something beautiful.

Contretemps by @moonflower-rose is one of those brilliant stories—written for @hd-erised it was the last fic I read in 2022 and it was everything I hoped for, so I thought it would be the perfect story to share with everyone to kick off 2023!

Contretemps by @moonflower-rose (8,488 words, rated T)

Draco Malfoy has been living like a model citizen. If only he could convince Potter.

In less than 10k Rosie manages to create such a full feeling world, with brilliant cameos from Ron and Hermione, brief but sharp and defined OCs, and a Pansy I adore beyond measure (a running theme in her work, do check out her back-catalogue and ready yourself for falling in love), along with a delicious Harry—dimpled, earnest, and transparent (or so Draco thinks), and a Draco pov that is positively sparkling (if slightly misguided).

Just the opening two lines shows you so much about Rosie’s deft world building, and fantastic sense of humour. By the third paragraph (full of brilliant characterisation) you are completely in-world, immersed in the tale she’s woven, and ready to be delighted.

I sat and highlighted a ream of quotes from the fic, and then realised I was essentially sharing every single bit of it. So I’ve given myself a stern talking to and settled on just one, which made me laugh out loud and captures perfectly Draco and Harry’s dynamic at the beginning of the fic:

“Draco imagined wrapping his fingers around Potter’s throat. Sometimes he even imagined strangling him. Sometimes.”

Draco’s perspective, and Harry’s characterisation, make the misunderstanding and miscommunication work so perfectly, so believably, that along with the urge to give them both a gentle slap I also found myself grinning away while they fumbled. 

Rosie’s fics always leave me bone-deep satisfied. She has that innate talent and well-honed skill to spin a world full of characters that feel so real you could reach out and hug them, and to guide you gently along emotional journeys to a resolution that leaves your heart warm and light every time. Short, or long, her stories are rich and generous, full of subtly crafted details that build a world (Contretemps is full of these—Hermione’s recent laws, Draco’s pirating choices, the queue outside Harry’s office) and even moments of sadness are leavened and balanced by the absolute gift she has for humour in her writing. 

Every fic of hers has made my day better, has lifted me up and set me on my way with a smile.

A special note: Rosie always undoes me with her food descriptions, and by undo I mean ‘wake up my appetite but ONLY AND SPECIFICALLY for what she has just laid down in words before me. I have once and will likely again actually gone and bought what she’s written about simply to sate my fic-induced hunger. If you’re anything like me you will find yourself reaching for a snack about halfway through this fic, and find yourself desperately wanting meringues and apricots.

I’ll stop myself there, before I spend the next thousand words singing the praises of this fic and @moonflower-rose’s writing, and hope that you all click the link and read Contretemps. I guarantee it will make your day if you do!

Thank you so much to @thedrarrylibrarian for inviting me to be a part of Happy Hour, and for all of your brilliant recs. As a Library Person™ it just brings me so much joy to be part of this project and the gift it is to the Drarry fandom. 

Happy 2023 everyone, I hope it’s a beautiful one, filled with fic and art! ❤️

Thank you once more, to @shealwaysreads for joining us today! Be sure to check out her own writing on her AO3!

❤️ As always, if you find a fic you enjoy, please remember to leave the author a kudos or a comment! ❤️

Lots of Love and Happy Reading!

#friends of the library #the drarry library happy hour #happy friday #fic rec friday #harry potter #draco malfoy #drarry #happy hour #lots of love and happy friday #shealwaysreads #thank you bella for joining us!

[dewitty1]

If an Injury Is to Be Inflicted

shealwaysreads (onereader)@shealwaysreads

Chapters: 8/8 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Pansy Parkinson Additional Tags: Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Post-War, Powerful Harry, Magically Powerful Harry Potter, Moral Ambiguity, Morally Grey Harry Potter, False Identity, Kidnapping, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Rough Sex, Consensual Sex, Government Conspiracy, Dark Harry Potter, Sentient Magical House, Murder, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Wizarding Politics (Harry Potter), Intrigue, Blood and Gore, fights to the death, Rimming, Anal Sex, Love Bites, H/D Hurt!Fest 2020, Choking, Gambling, Corpses, Serious Injuries, Forced Captivity, Scars, Addiction, No actual animals fighting

Summary:

If an injury has to be done to a man it should be so severe that his vengeance need not be feared.

Harry Potter disappeared a year after the Battle of Hogwarts, and with him went all hope for true change in magical Britain.

Three years later, Draco indulges himself and attends his first Dog Fight—the infamous underground fights with no rules, no referee, and no points system bar blood on the floor. The game was simple: you win, or you die.

A glint of green amidst the blood-red changes everything.

Excerpt:

“Are we alone?” At Draco’s raised eyebrow, Potter curled his lip; Draco half expected him to growl. “Who else is in the house? Where are your parents? Your father?”

Potter must have forgotten, the injury to his chest was severe, and he had been unconscious for a while before he came round. Draco paused to think for a moment, and considered lying; the wisdom of leaving himself alone with Potter for so long before Weasley and Granger arrived the following morning felt misplaced in the face of Potter’s louche display of power and arrogance. But he doubted he would get away with dissimulation, so he discarded it as an ineffectual strategy.

“My mother is abroad.” Potter tilted his head, watching him, and Draco wasn’t sure whether to preen or to hide. “Lucius is dead.”

That caught Potter’s attention. “How did he die?” he asked.

“He had an accident; there’s a lake here, in the park.”

Potter narrowed his eyes. Apparently his ability to scent a lie on the air really was better than it used to be. “Just you and I, then?”

Draco hummed in admission, and stood to leave; he had fulfilled his duties as host and it was time to retire from the intensity and abrasive magic that simmered in the air around Potter. But before he could turn toward the doors, Potter had grabbed at his wrist again and pulled him back to face him—Draco was discomfited to realise the Pavlovian response already tickling down his spine at the strength and entitlement of it.

“Where are you going?” Potter asked.

“I was joking when I asked if you were holding me captive, Potter. Do you remember those—jokes?”

“You didn’t eat.”

“What—no—I ate before I came to the arena.”

Potter pulled him closer, and Draco could feel the warmth of him; his magic fever bright and his skin clean. “I’m not going to hold you here.”

Draco looked pointedly at Potter’s firm grip on his arm. “Oh, really?”

“The house wouldn’t let me, I can feel it already; it’s very loyal to you.”

Draco didn’t respond. He knew the Manor was his, he knew the very earth it sat upon could hear the pound of his heart and recognise his footsteps. But for Potter to know it? To intuit the intricacy of a magical home almost a thousand years old, to have the gall to push his own magic far enough to touch the boundaries of what the stone and mortar would allow? Internally Draco was reeling, but he just lifted his chin and questioned Potter with a raised eyebrow.

“I’m hungry.” Potter said, apropos of nothing.

“I’ll call for Sisley, she can bring more food.”

Potter didn’t soften his grasp on Draco’s arm, but he settled his other hand on his hip. It was heavy, and warm, and broad enough that his thumb rested above Draco’s pelvis and his fingers pressed into the dip of his spine. He leaned in and ran his nose along the edge of Draco’s cheekbone—and fuck—bit at the hinge of his jaw.

“I don’t want food. I’m hungry.”

Draco’s wand was on the side table next to the chair he had been sitting on, firmly out of reach. The doors were locked, but Potter himself had admitted he couldn’t hold the Manor closed against its master. And despite the sting of his bite, and the heat of his breath against the tender skin under Draco’s ear, Potter didn’t move.

Draco flashed back to the fencing lessons his mother had insisted upon in the summer of his second year at Hogwarts—corps-à-corps had earned him a stinging hex from his mentor. But Potter had never played by any rules; any he had managed to learn on his departure from whatever barbaric Muggles had raised him wouldn’t have served him well in the Dog Fights. So it appeared that Draco would have to shift his own playbook, and accept an altogether more close combat. He was nothing if not adaptable.

“How long has it been?” Draco asked, lowering his voice and tilting his head, giving Potter room. “Did they ever let you and the others… fraternise? People might have even paid extra for that, to watch. I know I would have.”

Potter moved as quickly here as he had in the ring, and his grip in Draco’s hair was firm enough to shock a startled gasp out of him. He had Draco by the waist and by his hair, pulling his spine into a taut bow, and exposing Draco’s throat to his mouth. Potter grazed those straight white teeth along the ridges of Draco’s Adam’s apple. He could bite down and tear through soft skin and cartilage if he wanted to, and there was nothing Draco could do about it. So he settled his hands on Potter’s shoulders; smoothing the twitch of the muscles there with a firm stroke, tangling his own fingers in Potter’s dark curls and tugging him closer still.

That was all the permission Potter had been waiting for, and he surged forward. His mouth was hot and wet at Draco’s neck, biting and sucking bruising kisses into the skin there. He held onto Draco’s hair, and tore at his shirt with his free hand.

“Let me—” Draco began, but Potter’s patience was thin indeed; he Vanished Draco’s clothes wandlessly and grabbed again at his hip.

Draco could feel the heavy press of Potter’s cock against his hip, and his own smeared against Potter’s crisp pubic hair, lightning bright sparks of sensation against his sensitive foreskin. He needed to wrest some level of control back, so he softened against Potter, draped his arms and slid his fingers into that dark hair; careful to drag his nails lightly across his scalp. He could feel the resulting shiver and smiled; sometimes the best attack was to open your own defences. Draco coaxed Potter’s face up from the hollow of his throat, and then he kissed him. Gently, at first, almost chaste; before Potter groaned deep in his chest and swept his tongue across Draco’s bottom lip.

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[captaindamianos]

5, 6, 7, and 8 for the artists asks if you’re still doing them babe! ❤️

Thank you so much for sending these!! ❤️ I told you that I love to ramble on about art given the chance 🥲. thanks for giving me the chance! 🥰

5. Anything you haven't drawn yet but want to?

YES, god so much. 😭 Just in terms of Capri I have an entire list including a comic and several AUs that have taken up a lot of space in my brain, but not on paper (yet, hopefully).

In general there are also a lot of things. I'd love to (be able to) draw sceneries that depict a mood and you feel transported to. Also scenery pictures with people/characters in them. I've only just begun to work and learn about how to use lightning and shading and I would love to one day be able to make someone actually feel something when looking at it. The way there is long though. 😂

On a different note - I'd also love to be able to draw something nsfw at some point without combusting with embarrassment. 😂 I have something in mind, let's see if I ever get there.

6. Which artists inspire you right now?

That's such an unexpectedly hard question... My love will always be with the Impressionists, especially Monet and Van Gogh. I also absolutely adore Art Nouveau currently and also Klimt. There are artists from this fandom that I absolutely adore and some that I just found through Instagram or on here. I'm inspired by art in general a lot, without attaching it to a certain artist. But I think what stood out to me recently is how much I now focus on colors.

7. Favourite works of all time excluding your own?

And here I thought the question before was hard. 😂 Wow, that threw me for such a loop. But I think as much as I'd like to have a more unique approach, I have to name Starry Night as one. I spent hours in Van Gogh's museum in Amsterdam and I would go there again in a heartbeat. Also "Wanderer über dem Nebelmeer/Wanderer above the sea fog" by Caspar David Friedrich immediately came to my mind, that was one I was completely drawn to in school. And honestly I can't settle on one by an impressionist. 😂 I will probably kick myself as soon as I post it when I remember all the thousand others I like. But I'll stay with the basics. Melancholy is a big draw for me apparently.

8. What do you like most about your own work?

Okay, this might be the thoughest question yet. But actually I like that I'm not too afraid to use colors anymore and would rather go overboard then keep it too muted. I just love colors.

I also really like the progress I've made over the past year. Last year this time I wasn't even drawing digitally yet (or drawing anything past the occasional sketch). So I think I've come quite far, even though I obviously still have a long journey ahead of me.

Also I really like my Damen? 😂 I was scared to draw muscled men last year and I think I'm doing quite okay on that front. My take on Laurent is falling behind for this cause, but you gotta do what you gotta do. 💪 

Thank you so much for sending these in!! I've had a lot of fun coming up with the answers even though it was quite the challenge. 😂❤️

#shealwaysreads #ask games #thanks babe!!!!! #i deleted my first response somehow #there was just a blank page #it's been a long and technologically challenged day for me #glad i didn't accidentally delete it!! #this got a bit long #sorry

[crazybutgood]

Happy happy birthday darling! You are a light and a treasure in this fandom and every new creation you share with us is a joy ❤️ I hope this year brings you everything you wish for, you deserve the best! 🥂

@shealwaysreads ahhh thank you so much for your lovely wishes and kind words 🥺🙏🏼💖💓

#asked and answered #shealwaysreads #lovely people #17 June #personal

[skeptiquewrites]

Hey darling, 3, 4, and 5 for the weird writer asks if you’ve not already been asked them! ❤️

Hi Bella, my love! Thank you for asking. I answered 4 here

3. What is your writing ritual and why is it cursed? Ritual suggests some sort of regular practice. Lately I've been having trouble sleeping and I'll wake up in the middle of the night, bang out a paragraph or two on my phone and then go back to sleep. These are perfectly legible aside for some weird spellings; I do not remember what I've written at all, only that I did. I don't prefer the sleep paralysis demon, but this does feel like its helpful, not very smart cousin.

5. Do you have any writing superstitions? What are they and why are they 100% true?

I don't think anything rises to the level of superstition. I do, for example, love to go to the waterfront or for a walk if I'm stuck but I don't have to. I can't write if I'm cold, so I have a lot of house slippers and sweaters. Perhaps it's that I won't check my word count until I'm done the scene I'm working on.

weird writer asks

#asks #weird writer asks #about writing #shealwaysreads

[maesterchill]

Wow

Written for @drarrymicrofic prompt 'Wow' and dedicated to the gorgeous @shealwaysreads on her birthday. Hope you have an amazing day, dear Bells, you are the kindest, loveliest soul ever, beautiful inside and out,I'm so happy we're friends ❤️ 🎂

Draco wouldn't be able to talk about it later, which didn't matter, because no one was asking, (though he kind of really wanted someone to). All he had was his sharp, cruel vocabulary—words that didn't match up to how he actually felt. There wasn't a way for him to describe the way it was when Potter kissed him, pleasure and fear mixed up together, his body focused on the wet slide of tongues and his eyes on Potter's, so dangerously close he could have counted all of the soot black eyelashes or the myriad flecks of hazel in his irises. No way to describe the tense relief when Potter had taken his hand and pressed their lips together, his kisses nothing like Draco had imagined at all except that he'd known Potter would be hot and insistent like this.

All the words he posessed were mean, small—picked up in the Slytherin common room or from overheard arguments in the Manor, and none of them fit at all with how beautiful this all was, the feeling of their hands exploring each other, the way Potters face changed when he pushed his clever, clever fingers inside Draco’s tight place, making him throw his head back, clench his toes and moan. He only had crude and cold language to explain the way it felt when Potter worked his tongue into Draco, or when he slid down onto Potter, their bodies like one unit, one lovely organism growing towards pleasure like a plant towards the sun. His words were only meant to belittle and harm, none of them fit to praise with, to praise the brief, eternal moment when he felt it all rush over and out of him, the wow of Potter's smile afterwards, his warm hand still in Draco’s.

#drarry #drarry microfic #wowed by Potter #happy birthday shealwaysreads #maesterchill writes

[sitp-recs]

Hullo! I was wondering if you have any good recs for extremely magically inclined Draco or Harry? Or both? Like they exude badass, and they are in awe of each other. Maybe with a hint of morally grayness? I've ran through quite a few tags of the like and have deeply enjoyed them and was wondering if you had a few goodies.

Hi anon! I definitely got a few recs for you, some with morally gray characters as a treat 🙌

Powerful Harry:

Under Pressure by VivacissimoVoce (M, 21k)

Harry Potter has quit magic and left the wizarding world. Draco, a top-notch Tracker, has been hired to find him and save his life.

And One To Play by @tackytigerfic (E, 21k)

Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter are the best team in the Auror Department, even when they're driving Gawain Robards up the wall. When Malfoy is injured on a mission, it causes Harry's magic to go haywire. Meanwhile, a mysterious criminal is draining people's magical cores and turning them into Squibs.

If an Injury Is to Be Inflicted by @shealwaysreads (E, 45k)

Harry Potter disappeared a year after the Battle of Hogwarts, and with him went all hope for true change in magical Britain. Three years later, Draco indulges himself and attends his first Dog Fight—the infamous underground fights with no rules, no referee, and no points system bar blood on the floor. The game was simple: you win, or you die.

REVOLVEVLOVER by @firethesound and @lol-zeitgeistic (E, 46k)

The work Harry does is justifiable. It’s justice. He works for his country, and his country is a republic—the magical side, anyway. It’s not laudable work, it’s not work he’s proud of, but it’s necessary work. Harry has always taken the necessary jobs that no one else has the stomach for. It’s just that he’s never deciphered a kill sheet and seen Draco Malfoy’s name on it.

I Am Not Who I Became by mab_di (E, 93k)

Draco left England after the trials and has travelled the world meeting wizards and Muggles from different cultures and with vastly different relationships to magic, each other, and the natural world. Now he's a fisherman in Finland on commercial vessels. Harry has been struggling since the war and has become a recluse while trying to write his autobiography.

A Sword Laid Aside by @korlaena (E, 128k)

When Draco’s cover is blown during a deep undercover operation and the Ministry is compromised, Ron takes Draco to the only safe place he can think of—Potter. Hiding out with a taciturn Harry Potter, who has been missing from the Wizarding World for almost two decades after a shocking fall from grace, is nothing like Draco thought it would be.

Powerful Draco:

check this hand 'cause I'm marvelous by @lqtraintracks (E, 8k)

Harry's had a crush on Malfoy for months now. But it will take a bar full of his friends, some Firewhisky, wagers made on his behalf, and Malfoy himself to get him to act on it.

you look so fine by michi_thekiller (E, 16k)

In which Draco is a Veela and Harry is his mate. Dark!Humor or Crack!Horror, you decide.

The Foxing Ring by @vukovich (E, 24k)

Harry's got no magic, one good ear, no great dating prospects, and a nice little wand workshop. Draco's got too much magic, a history of biting off ears, no great dating prospects, and a growing fondness for wandmakers. And a very fetching tail.

A Pocket Full of Stones by @amywaterwings (E, 68k)

A curse is spreading through the wizarding world, erasing memories of the war. Harry Potter is on the case! Where Draco is the DMLE’s most wanted dark wizard and Harry is the private investigator tasked with bringing him in. It goes as well as one might expect.

Threshold by @kbrick (E, 126k)

Unspeakable Draco Malfoy finally gets his chance to consult with the Auror Department when a series of mysterious doors covered in runic symbols appear all across the country, only to fade away minutes later. Draco’s eager to help solve the mystery of the doors until he’s partnered with Harry Potter, who still treats him like an enemy.

All Our Secrets Laid Bare by firethesound (E, 150k)

Over the six years Draco Malfoy has been an Auror, four of his partners have turned up dead. Harry Potter is assigned as his newest partner to investigate just what is going on.

#asks #anon #Drarry reclist #powerful Harry #powerful draco #morally grey characters

[otpcutie]

WIP game

@katia-anyway tysm for the tag💞💞

RULES: Post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic / original / anything) and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence.

This is from my latest WIP. I was trying to avoid starting any new fics rn, but naturally the gremlin in my brain won😂😇

My last sentence:

The second he’d stepped off the elevator Steve watched as his colleagues all but swooned over the guy—Ari fucking Levinson.

= 21 tags. Challenge accepted :3

Tagging: @elskanellis @endlesstwanted @muse-of-gods @andrea1717 @basicallyahedgehog @buckyismybicycle @ladderofyears @owl-of-fandom @stargazing-enby @thebisexualmandalorian @professional-benaddict @starksvinyls @nicoline1998enilocin @greenwichmeanlime @polizwrites @notvirginawoolf @beyondtheclose @all-alone-he-turns-to-stone @shealwaysreads @fragile-teacup @sunshinebuckybarnes

#pls tag me in your posts I’d love to read your sentences💗👀 #otpcutie talks #tag game #otpcutie fics #pals

[booksandwords]

"Things feel easy between them now, it is easy, but it’s also complicated. Not speaking makes it easier, and this would be a step right into the maelstrom of their complicated insides. Harry might have the appearance of a simple man; he likes his lager in pints, his music loud, and apparently he likes his men slim and blond. But Draco knows better. That’s a bold suggestion—and no, before you ask, I’m not surprised you’re bold."

Enjoy the Silence by @shealwaysreads

Bella's fic is just gorgeous. It plays with the idea of living through what should have broken you. In this case Draco has chosen mutism as a coping mechanism. It is a beautiful representation of Drarry and a reminder that everyone needs a friend like Pansy.

#drarry #fanfic rec #harry potter #hp fanfic #shealwaysreads #draco malfoy

[lostdrarryfics]

Hello,

Can you please help me find one ff. I was trying to find it but really unsuccessful.

So if I remember it right After war Harry dissapier wrom wisarding world and nobody saw him in a couple of years. Anxd then Draco happend to attend underground boxing(?) and is seeing Harry participating as a fighter.

I think Draco was trying to get him out of there but I'm not so sure as I read it quite a long time a go.

Oh... and it is a Dark/Mean!Harry Potter.

Thank you for your help in advance ❤❤❤

We believe you’re looking for If an Injury Is to Be Inflicted by @shealwaysreads (44k, E)

Don’t forget to bookmark, leave kudos and comments!

#request 1513 #found fic #anon #shealwaysreads

[thedrarrylibrarian]

hi!! I first off wanted to say THANK YOUU!! I came across your page abt two months ago when I needed new fics and I use your recs so often!! I was wondering, what are a few of your all-time favorite fics, if you had to choose? (:

Oh my goodness! I'm so glad to hear that you've been enjoying my blog! I can't believe I've been running this blog for 3 years today!

What a fun ask (I've been sitting on this so I could use it for today!) I really struggled to pick fics - or more accurately, not to pick ALL the fics! I picked fics that are my go to rereads - whether it's because they make me laugh or because they pull at my heartstrings, or because they're so hot, these are some of my personal favorites.

Cupboard Love by @shealwaysreads (4,184 words, rated G)

Cupboard Love: the psychoanalytic theory of an infant’s primary drive being food which, when satisfied, leads naturally to a secondary drive for attachment.

Harry’s life, and love, in food.

Still Warm, Still Warm by @tsauergrass (4,899 words, rated G)

Harry is up to something. Why else would he keep giving Draco presents?

Five Little Things by @bixgirl1 (6,197 words, rated T)

Harry was supposed to be good at this.

Headway by orphan_account (7,482 words, rated M)

“It’s called courting,” Draco spat suddenly, livid and red in the face. “I wouldn’t expect you to understand a single thing about it, actually Potter, since it’s formal, and there are rules, and neither of those are concepts you’d know anything about even if they took on human form and kicked you right in the fucking dick.”

The Exhale by spqr (7,506 words, rated T)

Hermione makes a soft, concerned sound. "Harry, look at this." She shows him an article with a photo, but the photo's not moving; it must be a Muggle newspaper. "NASA have just landed a rover on Mars. It's called Curiosity, and look, this is so--I don't know if it's sweet or sad, but--it's all alone out there, and they programmed it to sing itself Happy Birthday."

Nothing is wrong, but Harry starts crying.

Silverpoint by @tackytigerfic (8,836 words, rated E)

It seems fairly simple to you, but you know that you don't really understand love - how could you, after all? You've never known how to talk about it, but you've never had to before. Everyone you ended up loving has always understood. You've been able to show them, by fighting for them, dying for them.

That seems a bit much- after all, Malfoy just wants tea in bed and his cock in your mouth (not usually at the same time).

It's ok to love him, you reason with yourself - he doesn't have to know. No one ever has to know.

Quick as a Flash of Lightning, Unhurried as Eternity by @onbeinganangel and @babooshkart (10,000 words, rated E)

Can you fall in love with someone by simply watching them fiercely love another version of yourself?

The Way These Days Seem to Go (And Go) by @firethesound (15,230 words, rated T)

Stress baking isn’t a hobby Harry ever thought he’d pick up, but he’s surprised to find how much it helps him to get through those long months post-war. It keeps his hands busy, it keeps his mind occupied, and when Draco Malfoy steadily pushes his way back into Harry's life, it helps with that too.

Let him lead me to the banquet by @harryromper (16,066 words, rated T)

The worst part is Harry’s got no idea why Malfoy keeps sending him invites. He’s never replied to a single one. And if the whole dinner is as exclusive��and sought-after as the Prophet keeps breathlessly reporting, then presumably the only reason Malfoy wants him there is in his capacity as the Chosen One. So, really, he can fuck right off. Harry doesn’t care about Draco Malfoy’s redemption tour. And he’s certainly not going to help him with it.

Draco Malfoy Absolutely Does Not Need to Be Loved by Harry Bloody Potter by @nv-md (18,153 words, rated E)

It’s not easy to be bonded to your childhood rival, turned fuckbuddy, who you also have extremely uncomfortable but repressed feelings for—just ask Draco Malfoy.

When You Kiss Me (What A Lovely Way to Burn) by @femmequixotic (22,167 words, rated E)

A drag fairytale of New York in which Draco wears red lipstick and Potter can’t get enough.

In the dark, the light by phrynne (32,203 words, rated E)

‘Potter… It’s Malfoy. Do you still want this?’ It started like that. Malfoy’s breath on his ear, his voice low, hot against his skin. Harry shivered, though he could feel the heat from Malfoy’s body just behind him, too close, but not touching him. Even if he could. For the rest of the night, he could do whatever the hell he wanted with Harry.

Clouds That Veil the Midnight Moon by @drarrytrash (36,733 words, rated E)

According to Harry’s personal narrative regarding the incident, he’d hooked up with Draco Malfoy for purely self-destructive reasons, or out of convenience, or by some unlucky accident. Looking at him, sprawled in the moonlight, Harry is devastated to recall that he’d hooked up with Draco Malfoy because he’s hot.

Draco is a secret werewolf and Harry is doing his best and they've got criminals to catch, darn it.

Boiling Point by @goldentruth813 (42,882 words, rated M)

After an Auror raid gone wrong, Draco ends up trapped in a dodgy safehouse with nothing but Harry Potter’s dubious company and a dwindling supply of food. With only each other and the walls surrounding them, they're forced to confront their past and their feelings which have long been threatening to boil over.

The Liars Department by @dorthyanndrarry (103,395 words, rated T)

This is a story about Harry meeting up with Draco Malfoy four years after the war. And a story about Harry, well, not hating his job per say, but it's not like he has much to compare it to and it seemed fine. His whole life seemed fine. Then Malfoy came along with and his flashy suits and fast car making everything seem dull in comparison, and Harry... Harry couldn't just leave well enough alone.

Grounds for Divorce by @tepre (122,217 words, rated E)

Malfoy finds a coin. Harry finds a letter.

A story about histories, a story about families. A story about a lemon tree somewhere in Upper Egypt.

What We Pretend We Can't See by @gyzym (131,086 words, rated M)

Seven years out from the war, Harry learns the hard truth of old history: it’s never quite as far behind you as you thought.

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Love All Lovely

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Chapters: 26/26 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Pansy Parkinson Additional Tags: 25 Days of Harry and Draco 2020, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Advent Fic, Warm and Fuzzy Feelings, Harry Potter Deserves Nice Things, Early Bird 25 Days of Harry and Draco 2020, Primrose the Pug, Expensive Perfume, an excess of Christmas lights, soft-glow, its snowing and we’re happy about it, lots of champagne, a prickly rosebush of friends, we are hitting all the Christmas tropes, mulled wine anyone?, Yule log, Winter Solstice, background pansy/ginny, background Theo/Neville, a little bit of epistolary flirting, Mistletoe, open fires and hot chocolate, soft advent, read when you need a gentle landing

Summary:

Draco comes home for Christmas, and discovers that sharing is the best way of celebrating old traditions, and new ones too.

Excerpt: 

Harry drew to a stop, and turned to him properly, before his eyes darted up and an altogether puckish expression stole over his face. “So, hate to be the bearer of bad news, but we seem to have found ourselves in a mistletoe den.”

Draco looked around them and realised that ‘den’ didn’t quite cover it. It was a grotto. They were surrounded on three sides by great bunches of mistletoe, tied with simple twine and hung ready to be sectioned off and sold along with the Christmas trees. It was beautiful, the slender leaves, the milk-white berries; beautiful, if one wasn’t suddenly seized with fluttering panic at the impending moment.

Harry must have seen it in his eyes, and was quick to reassure. “It’s not magic mistletoe, Draco, no worries.”

“Harry, all mistletoe is magical. So we ought to—though I shouldn’t—I had wanted to apologise—” Draco hadn’t stuttered like this since he was shorter than the house-elves, so he clamped his mouth shut and tried to put his thoughts in order before everything spilled out.

It had been a non-sequitur but Harry clearly understood. “Apology accepted—no, don’t interrupt, let me finish—I wasn’t actually angry at you, not at the time, and not since. I was sad, but I understood. So. You’re forgiven.”

Forgiven. Draco knew that ditching Harry when they were eighteen and fumbling their way around feelings that seemed to dwarf even the war was the least of his bad choices, but at the time he had thought he was moving on from his prejudices and steadfast loyalty to tradition. It had cut, seeing the stark shock on Harry’s face, seeing the tremble of wetness on his lashes as they stood waiting to enter the Great Hall and graduate. Draco had done worse things in his life, but crushing that budding connection had felt irredeemable.

“We don��t have to, if you don’t want to,” Harry said. “I don’t really care about mistletoe.”

Draco frowned, he’d never not kissed someone under the mistletoe, even if it was a simple peck on the cheek. One didn’t ignore the winter spirits lightly. But— “Is there someone you—” he broke off, he had wandered into territory too painfully awkward to risk another step.

“No,” Harry said, then looked right at Draco. “Look, I haven’t been waiting for you. I’ve dated, I’ve had relationships that were—they were good, okay?”

“But you’re not—right now?”

“No. And I might not have been waiting, but I’m not going to sit on my arse when something good shows up and pretend I don’t want it. Because I do.”

“You sure about that? It’s not just the mistletoe and general feelings of festive goodwill?”

Harry pinned him with a measured look. “Yeah, I’m sure.”

Draco took a deep breath—the air smelled of pine and snow and Harry’s cologne—and thought of his wish still tucked so carefully in the boughs of his own Christmas tree. He gathered his courage, and repeated Harry’s words; a get-out if he needed it. “We don’t have to, if you don’t want to.”

Harry laughed, but then he was leaning in, and his face filled Draco’s vision. Draco closed his eyes at the proximity, and felt Harry’s breath on his face, and then the brush of lips against his own. It was soft, and chaste, and weighty.

It was Draco’s first kiss from Harry in ten years, and it felt like a beginning.

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