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Watch this space for Drarry fanfic recs of all sorts: new and old, seen and unseen, from fluffy to angsty, and everything in between ✨
when ppl are like oh Draco is so hot I’m like ❓❓❓ that scraggly wet rat of a man? That torn umbrella with an attitude problem? That angry little peacock hatchling? You think he’s hot??
Harry gets special dispensation on that tho. Harry is like ohh my god? He is so pretty 🙈🫣🤭 and everyone else is like 🙃
friendly reminder that Harry Potter
at eleven, was described by his teachers as ‘bright’
at the same age, according to the Sorting Hat: “Not a bad mind, either. There’s talent, oh my goodness, yes” and “You could be great, you know, it’s all here in your head”
mastered the challenging Patronus Charm at thirteen and proceeded to teach it at fifteen
resisted the Imperius Curse at fourteen and soon learned to throw it off completely, even when cast by the incredibly powerful Voldemort
also at fourteen, learned to cast a powerful Accio Charm
at fifteen, was training other students
at the same age, under extreme stress, tested as ‘exceeds expectations’ or ‘outstanding’ in every subject that required actual magic (including the dreaded Potions)
same age, cast a briefly effective Cruciatus Curse
at sixteen, became a star Potions student simply by following superior instructions
at seventeen, successfully cast the Imperius Curse on his first try, and used it repeatedly
at the same age, cast a successful Cruciatus Curse
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I wrote a fic for a discord challenge: Outsider POV. Read below or on AO3
Tags:
POV Outsider, Major Character Death, Draco Malfoy in Azkaban, Angst and Tragedy, Hallucinations, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Hurt/Comfort, Auror Harry Potter, Sad Ending
Summary:
An Azkaban guard bears witness to Draco and Harry and all that stands between them.
Inmate #227: D. Malfoy. High Risk. 24-hour guard. No visitors.
Don’t interact with the inmate. That was one of the first things she’d been told during training. She was to stand guard, silent and alert. She was not to engage.
—
“What the fuck did you do that for?” Harry Potter spat. He was angrier than she’d ever seen him in the papers.
He wasn’t a visitor. He was here on ‘official Auror business.’
Malfoy lay in his cot, staring at the ceiling. He’d been that way since he’d arrived, straight from his trial. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Don’t play dumb. I was there!” The wards stretching between them shuddered.
“I’m not sure why you’re asking me about it, then.”
“I want to know why. We had a plan. You didn’t just stray from it, you blew it up. With wandless fucking magic!”
Malfoy sat up, turned. “They insulted her! You know how I—I couldn’t control it.”
“They’re gonna use this to jack up your sentence. All that work we did—”
—
Malfoy’s sentencing hearing lasted no more than 15 minutes. Two Aurors escorted him back to his cell. Harry Potter, pale and unsteady, wasn’t far behind.
“Draco, I—”
“Twenty years,” Malfoy said. His voice shook.
“It’s okay, I’m going to fix this. I’m gonna get Hermione and I—we’re gonna fix this.”
Malfoy laughed. “You’re an idiot, Potter.”
—
Harry Potter visited every few weeks. Today, he vibrated with fevered enthusiasm. She watched his steps as he paced in front of the cell.
“There’s heaps of evidence of corruption, not just in the Wizengamot. With the right angle, Hermione thinks we can build a really strong case. Maybe—Draco, are you listening to me?”
“No.”
—
“No luck?” Malfoy was leaning against the wall, picking his nails. He seemed unconcerned, but she knew better. He’d paced in his cell right up to the minute Harry had stepped through the door.
“I don't know why you're so smug about it.”
“Even the Boy Who Lived can't save the poor teenage Death Eater.”
Harry ran the toe of his boot along the stone floor.
“Twenty years Draco. I'm not sure I can—”
“I'm not asking you to.”
—
“I dreamt about that night on the rooftop, when we—”
“Oh.” A small private smile flickered across Harry’s face.
She started to wonder if it really was Auror business he was here for.
“I think you should stop coming by, Harry.”
—
It had been a few months, but Harry came back. It seemed he couldn’t keep away.
Draco’s voice was sharp. “What are you doing here, I told them I didn't want—”
“I paid off the guards.”
A scoff. “Of course.”
Harry stepped closer to the barrier. “You look—have you been sleeping?”
Draco laughed, shifting his gaze to her as if they shared an inside joke.
—
“They agreed to a hearing,” Harry exclaimed.
She hadn’t seen Draco get out of his cot for 72 hours. Today was no exception.
“Well, aren't you pleased?” Harry prompted.
“I have no feelings about it one way or another.”
—
“I saw Mother last night.” Draco’s eyes were puffy. Her colleague had said he’d been crying all night.
“Oh.”
“This place, Harry. I need to get out.”
Harry tugged his maroon robes.
“I'm so sorry. They upheld the decision.”
Draco put his head in his hands.
—
“I saw Mother again. He was there, too.”
“I'm sorry. Let's talk about something happy.”
“Happy?”
“Christmas. At The Manor? You remember, we tried to make gingerbread?”
A soft chuckle, “Oh yes, that was…”
—
“I can’t stop the dreams. I could never—the only time they stopped was when we—”
“I know,” Harry rested his forehead against the barrier. “Gods, I wish I could hold you.”
The dementors were gone, but the infection they’d left behind was vicious. She wondered if she should log an incident report. Nightmares were an early sign.
—
Draco had been pacing and muttering for hours before Harry arrived.
“Draco.”
“I’ve still got that twelve inch charms essay to finish.”
“Draco, it’s me. Harry.”
Draco kept pacing.
“Will you look at me?”
Draco did. “I miss you.”
—
“Mother visited last night,”
“Oh really?”
“She says hello.”
“Well, that’s nice of her.”
—
“Harry, I keep seeing him. I keep—I don’t want to go back there.”
“I know.”
“I’m scared.”
“I know. It’s okay. I’m gonna fix this.”
She felt it was rather unfair of Harry to give him false hope.
—
“We’re going to keep trying, I’m not giving up.”
“It’s okay, Harry.”
A strangled sound. “No. Don’t—”
“At least we got those months. That’s more than I ever…” Draco pressed a hand against the barrier, and the gesture seemed like a declaration.
“Don’t,” Harry whispered, a plea.
—
“I wish we’d had more time,” Harry said.
Draco laughed.
“Draco, what are you—”
“They took away my bedframe. I have no sheets.” He kept laughing.
—
Draco’s hair was matted. He’s been refusing to shower.
“Potter, what are you doing? You can't be here.”
“Draco—”
“He’ll be here any second. My Aunt, she called him—”
“We’re not at—”
“No! Harry, you have to get out. You have to win. Please. Go.”
“Okay, Draco. I’ll go.”
Harry hadn’t let her see him cry, until then.
—
“Harry.” Draco sat pressed right up against Harry, touching, if not for the magic weaved between them. “I’m not sure I can keep doing this.”
“I know.” Harry’s voice was small, kind. “I won’t ask you to.”
“In a different life, do you think—” Draco’s face crumpled. She had to look away.
Harry rubbed his eyes repeatedly. “Yes, love. In any life.”
—
He wasn’t a next-of-kin, nor a registered visitor, so he hadn't been notified.
He arrived as usual, glasses askew.
She hadn’t been trained for this.
“Mr. Potter.”
“Where is he? Have you moved him?”
She shook her head. “I’m sorry.”
His green eyes dulled as he collapsed onto the floor. She wondered then, as the hero’s sobs rent the air, who this place punished more.
off to have a flying date!
It’s an understatement to say I love this story. I’m on my knees. My heart on my throat. So I just spilled everything through art.
Note: There’s a bit of blood and wound on the second artwork, so please click/view upon your own discretion.
I collab-ed with Itsphantasmagoria to write something for the lovely @kk1smet.
Tags:
Forced Proximity, Auror Partners (Harry and Draco), Touch-Starved Harry Potter, Eccentric Draco Malfoy, POV Harry Potter, Undercover, Sex Club, Praise Kink, Claustrophobia, Corset, Draco Malfoy in Denial, Explicit Sexual Content, Grinding, Mirror Sex, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, Switching, Porn with Plot, Hand Jobs, Jealousy
Summary:
Malfoy said in a rush, “I don’t care about you.” “Uh, same?” was the only response Harry could come up with. Or: An unexpected partnership leads Harry and Draco to a sex club in Berlin. Harry doesn't quite know what to do with himself.
Written by InnerLilith & Illustrated by K (Yours Truly) for the Drarry Mini Bang Fest ♡
Excerpt:
“Mate. You took one look at the man and called in a life debt for swimming lessons. That doesn’t exactly inspire confidence.” — Wise words from Ronald Weasley 😌
If you need a pick me up, I invite you to listen to this podfic with me. The story is beautiful and close to heart, voiced so flawlessly by Cailyn. 🥺🩵
A little birthday gift today for the incredibly talented @kk1smet. Many happy returns!!!
he touched me, so I live to know by @glittering-git Rating: M Pairing: Draco/Harry Tags: Hurt/Comfort, 5+1, Touch-starved Harry Potter, Asexual Harry Potter, Demisexual Draco Malfoy Length: 30:02 Summary:
Five times Harry Potter is unsure about touching someone and one time he isn’t.
My collab with InnerLilith for the 2024 Drarry Mini Bang’s out now. I’m still blushing over this dynamic and this collab. Go and shower Lilith with love!! 💖
Title: Freely Given
Author: InnerLilith
Artist(s): @kk1smet
Rating: E
Content/warnings: Getting together, Life debt, Swim lessons, Harry learns to swim, Swimmer Draco, Draco is tall and buff, locker rooms, saunas, bars and pubs, banter, humor, a little sprinkle of angst just for fun, friendly mutual antagonism to lovers, mild D/s vibes, sub Harry, Dom Draco, dirty talk, mild praise kink, blow jobs, hand jobs, anal sex, tipsy sex, alcohol consumption
Summary: As a young child, Harry Potter had always wanted swim lessons. He never got them. As an adult, he runs into Draco—an excellent swimmer and disconcertingly fit to boot—at a muggle pool. Naturally, he calls in his life debt for swim lessons (a totally normal thing to do, thank you very much). He gets more than he bargained for.
Length: 18k
Link to fic on AO3: HERE
Harry is an orphan, so nothing has to be more important to him than his own sense of what is right. And having always had to rely on himself to get through life, he is self possessed and self directed enough to have a very strong sense of right and wrong. And he holds himself to that scrupulously. He always does what he sees as the right thing; he will not be talked out of it. There isn’t anybody he wants to make happy more than he wants to do the right thing.
For Draco, his obligations to others, his family specifically, is the sum total of his idea of the right thing to do. From his perspective, his social and even moral obligations are limited to safeguarding the wellbeing (and when possible the prestige) of his family.
People think of Draco as a bad boy, but he’s actually very conventional. He’s a dick, but his views are not at all controversial in his social circle. When Draco realizes that toeing the party line has brought him to a place where he has to face MUCH more violence than he is capable of tolerating, he has to start thinking for himself and. Well he gets his shit absolutely rocked.
He’s working his ass off trying to protect and uplift his family, but they didn’t show him the same courtesy, not in the ways that matter. Like he got seven top of the line broomsticks when he was twelve, but also. His parents brought home a mass murderer to live in their house and taught him that this was a consummation devoutly to be wished.
And once he meets Voldemort and gets put to work for him, it’s clear that Voldemort is volatile and capricious and his goodwill cannot be counted on as reliably as his explosive anger and vengefulness. And if Draco can see it now, he must think that his parents had to have seen it before.
He has to confront the fact that his parents will cheerfully witness and participate in a level of violence and destruction that he cannot countenance. He can’t be directed by them anymore. He can’t be like them anymore. So what’s his guiding star? Who can he be? What is he supposed to do with his life if not what they’ve asked of him?
There is such an interesting contrast between the two of them! Their characters are at odds in such a fun and fascinating way! After the Battle of Hogwarts, Harry has discharged his most significant and pressing obligation, and it’s time for him to heal and regroup and figure out what he wants to do with the rest of his life. And Draco is in the same place but arguably with an even more significant blow to his sense of self. Neither of them can go back to the way things were, but for Harry that’s a huge relief, and for Draco, it’s terrifying.
Harry is an extremely empathetic and generous person, and I think he would see himself in Draco’s rudderlessness and feel impelled to commiserate. And I think Draco would no longer have much reason to pretend that he hasn’t always found Harry incredibly magnetic, before he even knew who he was.
long awaited drarry
yeah this drawing killed me in so many ways but it's finally done!! i've had this idea for sooo long but i only found a relevant reference just recently
they're everything to me<3
Tags: Only One Broom, Hogwarts Eighth Year, Fluff and Smut, Praise Kink, Top!Harry Potter
Author's note: Drarry one-shot I wrote for @kk1smet's birthday. Thank you for creating such wonderful art for this fandom, and for letting me use it here! K's original art post can be found here, and you can see more of her art at the bottom of this post!
* * *
They’ve been fighting since—well, since forever. But also since noon. The sky is dark now, and Harry has run out of patience. He turns on his heel, leaving Malfoy to scream into the void.
“Just where do you think you’re going?”
“I’m going back to the castle. We’ll come back tomorrow.”
“Out of the question. I’m not spending another day—”
Harry can’t think of many things crueller than the detention McGonagall came up with for them. Another day stuck in the forest with Malfoy and he might just crack. But he’s already cracked, hasn’t he? He’s cracked about a thousand times today.
“Suit yourself. If you can find unicorn hair in the dark, then by all means, go and find it. I’m going back.”
And with that, Harry mounts his broom.
“Don’t you dare leave me here alone.”
“Then hop on.”
There’s a break, a little silence.
“Fine. We’ll go back. But I’m flying.”
“Whatever,” Harry says, too tired for another fight. He dismounts, and offers the broom to Malfoy.
The sound of crushed leaves fills the air as Malfoy comes closer, then grabs the broom in one swift motion.
They get on.
Why did Harry think it was a good idea to only bring one broom? He’s uncomfortable, seated much too low, and has nowhere to put his hands. He hates not being in control of it, too. Malfoy flies with too much grace, a sin he didn’t know existed until that very moment.
Time passes slowly.
Harry’s just got used to the precarious balance when a Thestral whizzes by.
“Ah,” Harry says, against his will, and wraps his hands around Malfoy’s waist. At the same time—or was it earlier?!—Malfoy’s hand lands on Harry’s calf, making Harry swallow the sorry he was about to blurt out.
Surely, Malfoy will say sorry himself. Or remove his hand.
He doesn’t.
So Harry doesn’t remove his hands either.
They land, and Malfoy’s hand lingers for a second too long.
They’re silent on the way to the castle. It’s bizarre, because the two of them are never silent. They bicker in class, when they’re forced to sit together for “the optics.” They bicker in the corridors, when they bump into each other. They bickered all day today. And now they’re silent, too silent, and the ghost of Malfoy’s touch buns a hole through Harry’s jeans.
Their footsteps echo against the stone walls. And then they stop. They’ve reached the staircase where their paths diverge. Harry has to go up the stairs, while Malfoy carries on.
They look at each other, neither of them moving. Then, at the same time, they act. Malfoy clears his throat. Harry walks towards a broom closet.
Malfoy follows him in. It’s dark, much too dark to see, but he hears Malfoy dropping to his knees. He lets out a sound when he feels Malfoy’s hands parting his robes. The sounds intensify when Malfoy takes his cock out, and puts his mouth on it. It’s all so unexpected, so wonderfully wet and generous, Harry feels around until he touches Malfoy’s head. He’s really there.
Fucking Draco Malfoy. Is on his knees. Sucking him off.
Harry finishes in his mouth, and only afterwards realises he’s been panting.
* * *
Harry corners Malfoy after Charms. Since last night, he’s had time to think. Truly, he’s had so much time to consider everything that’s ever happened between them, all the nuances of their relationship, all the ways in which they came together. And with all that knowledge safely stored in his brain, Harry locks the door.
Malfoy sinks to his knees. The light spills through the arched windows, and Harry can look into his eyes as he takes Harry in.
“Jesus Christ,” Harry says, watching Malfoy’s lips strain against his cock. “I want to fuck you.”
Malfoy is a good little boy, because he releases his cock, stands up and bends over Flitwick’s desk. Harry lifts up his robe.
“You’ve finally shut up,” Harry says, inserting one finger into Malfoy’s hole, pulling a moan out of him. “I love that.”
Harry doesn’t really know what he’s doing, but figures out enough. When he’s close, he pushes Malfoy back on his knees and comes all over his face.
Malfoy licks it off his lips. He’s finished in his pants.
* * *
Harry fucks Malfoy everywhere he can. He fucks him in deserted classrooms. In broom closets. The prefects’ bathroom. He fucks him so much and so often, they’ve both fallen behind on schoolwork. When they get detention for it, Harry fucks Malfoy on the forest bed.
* * *
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Harry says, looking down at Malfoy. It’s the Christmas hols, and all of Malfoy’s roommates are away. It’s the first time they fuck in a bed.
“You’re beautiful,” Malfoy says, and drags Harry into a kiss.
* * *
“You’re insatiable,” Draco says when Harry falls into step with him after breakfast. “We have Potions in five minutes.”
“Five minutes is plenty of time.”
Draco rolls his eyes, but lets Harry drag him into a broom closet.
They waste most of the five minutes kissing, and then another five undressing. By the time Harry comes all over Draco’s chest, the bell ringing is a distant memory.
“If we get detention again, I’ll kill you,” Draco says while he picks up his robes from the floor.
“Don’t worry,” Harry says, cleaning them off both. “You go first.”
Harry waits two minutes before going into the classroom.
“Professor, sorry I’m—”
His gaze falls on Draco, sporting a red tie and looking at Harry in horror. Just like everybody else.
Harry looks down at his own green tie.
“—late,” he concludes, amidst rising bouts of laughter.
“Shh,” Slughorn says, trying and failing at suppressing a grin. “Ah, nothing like young love, is there? But also, detention to the two lovebirds.”
Harry shrugs at the Gryffindors’ shocked faces, then sits down next to Draco.
“Sorry,” he whispers, a hand on Draco’s knee under the table.
“I’ll never forgive you,” Draco says solemnly.
That night, they fuck—and sleep—in Harry’s bed.
Super adorable chibi art of them fondling each other on the broom © @kk1smet! 💖
4K | No Archive Warnings | Explicit
Summary: Draco's teetering on the edge — he just needs a little push.
(Or, the one in which Harry is the devil, but in a hot way.)
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For @kk1smet - Thank you for sharing your art with us. This fic is inspired by a single word on your prompt doodle: freefall. It’s based on a cover of Rainbow Kitten Surprise’s song “It’s called: Freefall” by Paris Paloma. Happy birthday! 🥳
I feel cradled in a warm blanket. Doused with pure, tender warmth.
In the summer of 2004, Auror Harry Potter and Magizoologist Draco Malfoy are sent to spend the summer in the Stellaglas Mountains of Scotland to ensure the safety of two Qilins newly offered by China.
Or: Brokeback Mountain, but make it Drarry.
READ HERE
✨🏔️🌄🏔️✨
Happy birthday to the one and only, loveliest, most talented @kk1smet 🔥❤️
Happy birthday golden boy.
I am not okay.
did the boy live?
i blame this song and @heyjude19-writing ‘s prompt: disappear
Cut From The Sky gift, for @mallstars 🩵
This lives rent-free in my head. I've had such joy creating this for you and for the work that means so many things for me. Thank you for sharing CFTS with us!
Check this out on ao3, and also highly recommend this gorgeous podfic by cailyn! This piece is also inspired by the gorgeous works of sunny, phanta, ree and amomorii!
and of course i drew my favorite (legend) scene below:
Hello lovely people! Here's another month's worth of fics that I've read and would recommend. This has been a hectic month for me (I successfully proposed my master's thesis!) and these fics have been getting me through <3
Je te reverrai (16k, E) by @kk1smet and @soliblomst on ao3
When Beauxbatons visited Hogwarts for the Triwizard Tournament, Draco managed to control his attraction to fourteen-year-old Harry Potter.
When Beauxbatons returns three years later for a cultural exchange, Draco's attraction to seventeen-year-old Harry Potter is impossible to curtail.
In his defence, Harry's perfectly tailored blue robes, mixed signals, and French accent do not help.
Historically, I'm a horrible sucker for Beauxbatons!Draco, but I had never considered a Harry that went there until this fic ran in and punched me in the face (in the best way possible). I absolutely love this pining, helpless Draco, and Harry is so HOT in this, good lord. This fic had me frantically google translating every little thing he said. The plot was so sweet and precious, but the smut was incredibly hot, and I'm truly obsessed. Also, this art???? like are you JOKING?? It’s absolutely STUNNING.
Higher and Higher (Temptation) (28k, E) by birdsofshore on ao3
Only Harry Potter could manage to put on a magical collar on impulse and find himself unable to take it off again. Now following Draco’s direct orders gives him intense pleasure, and Draco has a whole heap of troubles to deal with, not least the way Potter looks when the collar has him gasping with bliss. The whole situation would test the morals of a saint… and Draco’s no saint.
Despite very much not being fuck or die, this fic gives me delectable fuck or die vibes that just keep me coming back again and again. Harry is sexy. Draco is sexy. Their relationship is the SEXIEST, and yet somehow this beautiful work of art somehow has time to squeeze in some genuinely fascinating magic through Draco's job as a cursebreaker. This one's a classic for me.
White, Blonde, & British (40k, E) by @sortofshea on ao3
Prince Draco Malfoy is known all over the world as “The Modern Day Prince Charming”, ask anyone - well, anyone except for Harry Potter, first son of the Indian president and (self) sworn rival of said stuck-up, snobbish prince.
I am a massive fan of red white and royal blue, and saw this prompt for Lights Camera Drarry this year and was immediately excited. And this so lived up to how excited I was!! This was such a fun way to relive one of my favorite stories from the lens of my favorite boys, and I had never considered how well Alex and Henry match Harry and Draco until now. I love the movie in its own way, but this was an even more faithful adaptation LMAO
Yours Truly (14.8k, M) by @skeptiquewrites on ao3
Every single one of Harry’s exes has gone on to marry the next person they date, and with the upcoming nuptials of numbers six and seven to each other, Harry’s feeling exhausted by it all. It doesn’t really matter if he lets people assume Draco Malfoy is his boyfriend for a moment of peace. In any case, Draco’s been away for five years and there’s no way he would find out, right?
I mean it when I say I easily would have read 500k about this story. I love a good fake dating trope, but this accidental fake dating that one of them doesn't even know about is so fun and fresh with the best parts of the trope. One scene in particular made me gasp out loud and throw my phone across the room, which neither of my cats appreciated too much, but y'all know only the best of fics can make you react like that. Instant fave!
Buy A Heart (17k, E) by @xerised on ao3
Draco's cock hardens as he looks at the invitation to the charity auction; his golden ticket to one wild night of desperate sex with Potter to get rid of this inexplicable obsession. His heart whispers that one night will never be enough, but Draco is beyond caring. All he knows is that he will pay any price to have Potter over and over again.
.... idk how much I need to explain what appealed to me about this fic, but it goes so beyond being hot af. The background we get towards the end, the character building, the descriptions, all of it is honestly delightful. All that being said, it IS hot as fuck and I would highly recommend.
Harry/Draco/Ron
Welcome, Peasants (15k, E) by @fluxweeed on ao3
Ron was doing Draco a favour by agreeing to investigate him. Better Ron than someone who’d plant something horrific to get Draco sent to Azkaban—or some pervy Potter fanatic who’d spend the whole hour sniffing the dirty clothes on Harry’s bedroom floor. Even though Ron had to take Polyjuice and break into their flat to do it, Harry and Draco would understand. They’d appreciate it.
And if Ron had done more “investigating” and less “snogging his best friend while Polyjuiced as said best friend’s secret boyfriend”, maybe it would have all been fine.
This was so, so enjoyable. I've never really felt like reading about Ron in a ~sexual~ way (though I love some background Romione), but this might have started to change that for me. I love how desperate and passionate he is in this, and Draco and Harry's reactions really help to sell this and make it as great as it is.
And part three of my drarry fanarts !
Last one was for a Teacher!AU where Draco is secretly an animagus and turns into a ferret, and only Harry realizes it (and keeps it a secret).
Oops. Smut? Full art here.
Also inviting you to check out the new entries on the Drarry Creative Collective Microcreation! This month’s brilliant prompt (and even more brilliant entries from others) is seven deadly sins.
oh, he pines.
harry james potter, auror trainee. draco malfoy, senior auror instructor.
HD Tarot is a new Harry/Draco fest that uses the Major and Minor Arcana cards of the Tarot as prompts for fanart and fanfic.
The art challenge is to recreate Tarot cards with the aim of one day forming a full Drarry Tarot Deck. The fic goal is to inspire Drarry stories based on the cards’ meanings.
No prior knowledge of the Tarot is necessary to participate.
For more info on claiming and fest rules, watch this space! ✨
Coming soon to a circle of light near you,
⋆˖⁺‧₊ HD Tarot Mods (@itsphantasmagoria, @pl0tty, @fanarthasmyheart, @phoenixortheflame)
Tried to befriend him in Madam Malkin’s even though he didn’t know who he was at the time, and Harry probably looked a bit raggedy
Tried to befriend him again on the train once he realized who he was
Was so upset that Harry didnt take his hand when they were 11 that he spent most of the next 5 years holding a grudge
Constantly talked about Harry to his friends
Even when he didn’t know Harry was listening, so it’s not like he was just doing it to annoy him
Spent the entire summer between first and second year talking about Harry Potter, to the point that his father actually lost his temper with him because he was so sick of hearing about Harry Potter all the time
Knew a startling amount about Harry despite the fact that they are 1) in different Houses and 2) decidedly not friends
Remember when Rita Skeeter recruited him as a source about Harry Potter and he was actually pretty good at it because he knew so much about Harry’s life?
Remember when everyone thought Harry must be the Heir of Slytherin but Draco knew that couldn’t be the truth because he instantly understood Harry wouldn’t do that?
Started avoiding Harry as soon as he (albeit unwillingly) became a Death Eater, even though then he should’ve wanted to go after Harry more than ever
Failed to seriously harm Harry or deliver him to Voldemort when he had him paralyzed, defenseless, and completely at his mercy on the train at the beginning of 6th year, even though killing or capturing Harry Potter would certainly have saved him and his family from Voldemort’s wrath, and probably would have ensured they received a rich reward beside.
Refused to identify Harry at Malfoy Manor, thus buying him enough time to escape, even though he knew that he was risking certain torture and quite possibly death for both himself and his family
He had Voldemort living in his house. He knew the price he was paying and he knew how valuable delivering Harry Potter could be for him and his family. And his still chose not to.
And he paid the price. Harry could feel Voldemort’s wrath and weeks later at the Battle of Hogwarts Lucius still bore visible marks from what Voldemort did despite the healing powers of magic in that world
Could not harm Harry in the Room of Requirement even though taking him in was probably the last chance he had for salvation for him and his family
Turned his back on the beliefs he had been raised with as soon as he was free to
Yeah. Seems legit.
I needed to remind myself that this is a drarry blog
Forgot to post this one! The prompt was "seven" so I drew them meeting for the first time at seven years old (also if Sirius and Remus raised Harry together)
1. Draco Malfoy and The Mirror of Erised by @smehur [G, 2k]
►Is Draco ready to learn his heart’s true desire?
2. Je te reverrai by @soliblomst [E, 16k] — ART by @kk1smet
►When Beauxbatons visited Hogwarts for the Triwizard Tournament, Draco managed to control his attraction to fourteen-year-old Harry Potter. When Beauxbatons returns three years later for a cultural exchange, Draco’s attraction to seventeen-year-old Harry Potter is impossible to curtail. In his defence, Harry’s perfectly tailored blue robes, mixed signals, and French accent do not help.
3. Mr Black’s House of Botanicals by amomori [E, 10k]
►Harry finds out about a new bar on Knockturn Alley called Mr Black’s House of Botanicals. If the unusual employment practises weren’t enough to arouse his suspicions, then the owner co-opting the name of Black and plastering it on the front of their business certainly is.
4. Note Taking for the Impractical and Inexperienced by Lovechraft [M, 23k]
►Armed with a hero complex, depressive episodes, and failing grades, Harry stumbles through Hogwarts in a rather unfortunate attempt to finish his eighth year. He’s none too pleased to discover his desperate need for a tutor in order to get his future back on track. […]
5. Rival by @springairs [T, 14k]
►British newcomer Harry Potter is given a wildcard for Wimbledon after winning at the Nottingham Open, and fights his way to the final of his very first Grand Slam. Hopes are high, but can he really win against defending champion and world number one Draco Malfoy of France? Well, Ron and Hermione seem to think so. And perhaps Wimbledon isn’t the only thing Harry has a shot at winning from Malfoy.
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1. My Good Name by @thecouchsofa [M, 13k]
►Standing there, in the foyer of Draco’s parents’ house, was the most visible display of love that Draco had ever been shown. Harry loved him. He loved him. And Draco was about to throw him to the wolves. ★ The Tortured Poets Fest | @thetorturedpoetsfest
Do you think Harry could be scary at times? Like put actual fear into people? Because I think I remember some moments where Hermione was afraid of him or was a least kinda hesitant with him. Like this quote here from HP and the Deathly Hallows:
“You never really tried!” she said hotly. “I don’t get it, Harry – do you like having this special connection or relationship or what – whatever – “
She faltered under the look he gave her as he stood up.
“Like it?” he said quietly. “Would you like it?”
“I – no – I’m sorry, Harry. I just didn’t mean – “
He literally just looked at her, stood, and she was over there stuttering and backing down.
Yes! OMG, yes! Harry can and is scary when he wants to be and I love him for it!
A few more examples that popped into my head:
“I haven’t finished with you, boy!” “Get out of the way,” said Harry quietly. “You’re going to stay here and explain how my son —” “If you don’t get out of the way I’m going to jinx you,” said Harry, raising the wand. “You can’t pull that one on me!” snarled Uncle Vernon. “I know you’re not allowed to use it outside that madhouse you call a school!” “The madhouse has chucked me out,” said Harry. “So I can do whatever I like. You’ve got three seconds. One — two —”
(OotP, 45)
Uncle Vernon reacts to him with anger, which is his fear response. But Harry is talking quietly and deliberately, he isn't shouting and Vernon shuts up and listens, not cutting Harry off with his shouts. Harry actually cuts him off speaking quietly and Vernon lets him. And Vernon lashes out, as he always does when it comes to magic — because it scares him. Harry scares him.
“Well, it’s like Hagrid said, they can look after themselves,” said Hermione impatiently, “and I suppose a teacher like Grubbly-Plank wouldn’t usually show them to us before N.E.W.T. level, but, well, they are very interesting, aren’t they? The way some people can see them and some can’t! I wish I could.” “Do you?” Harry asked her quietly. She looked horrorstruck. “Oh Harry — I’m sorry — no, of course I don’t — that was a really stupid thing to say —”
(OotP, 450)
Hermione stutters around Harry quite a bit. I think she is, like, concerned about him at all times at the back of her head a bit since it takes very little from him to rattle her. I'm not copying it here but you see it too when Harry shouts at her and Ron at the beginning of OotP, Ron argues back a bit, but Hermione gets incredibly rattled. Hermione doesn't deal with Harry's anger well. There are more scenes like the one you mentioned as well.
I'm re-reading Deathly Hallows right now and came upon this scene:
Somehow her [Hermione's] panic seemed to clear Harry’s head. “Lock the door,” he told her, “and Ron, turn out the lights.” He looked down at the paralyzed Dolohov, thinking fast as the lock clicked and Ron used the Deluminator to plunge the caf into darkness. Harry could hear the men who had jeered at Hermione earlier, yelling at another girl in the distance. “What are we going to do with them?” Ron whispered to Harry through the dark; then, even more quietly, “Kill them? They’d kill us. They had a good go just now.” Hermione shuddered and took a step backward. Harry shook his head. “We just need to wipe their memories,” said Harry. “It’s better like that, it’ll throw them off the scent. If we killed them it’d be obvious we were here.” “You’re the boss,” said Ron, sounding profoundly relieved. “But I’ve never done a Memory Charm.”
(DH, 146)
That needs to be talked about more.
Some people like to point at Remus telling Harry that "the time for Expeliarmos is over" as proof Harry isn't willing to kill, but this isn't true. Harry isn't willing to kill Stan Shunpike, whom he considers innocent, Harry was the calmest of the trio and very much considered killing the Death Eaters and chose not to for completely tactical and cold reasons, not ones of ethics or qualms about murder. And I love the dynamic this short scene portrays with the trio a lot. Like, Harry is calm under pressure and calls the shots, Ron offers a way to deal with things, and then Hermione actually executes the memory charms. And here too, when Hermione stepped back, she was scared of Harry (and Ron a little). She doesn't for a second think he wouldn't kill them if he thought it was the right thing to do. She stepped back because she was scared Harry would kill them.
“...Thank you!” said Mundungus, snatching the goblet out of Ron’s hand and stuffing it back into the case. “Well, I’ll see you all — OUCH!” Harry had pinned Mundungus against the wall of the pub by the throat. Holding him fast with one hand, he pulled out his wand. “Harry!” squealed Hermione. “You took that from Sirius’s house,” said Harry, who was almost nose to nose with Mundungus and was breathing in an unpleasant smell of old tobacco and spirits. “That had the Black family crest on it.” “I — no — what — ?” spluttered Mundungus, who was slowly turning purple. “What did you do, go back the night he died and strip the place?” snarled Harry. “I — no —” “Give it to me!”
(HBP, 245-246)
Harry lifts Mundungus and strangles him... and both Mundungus and Hermione are scared of him... because he is scary.
said Voldemort coldly, and though he could not see it, Harry pictured Bellatrix withdrawing a helpful hand. “The boy . . . Is he dead?” There was complete silence in the clearing. Nobody approached Harry, but he felt their concentrated gaze; it seemed to press him harder into the ground, and he was terrified a finger or an eyelid might twitch. “You,” said Voldemort, and there was a bang and a small shriek of pain. “Examine him. Tell me whether he is dead.” Harry did not know who had been sent to verify. He could only lie there, with his heart thumping traitorously, and wait to be examined, but at the same time noting, small comfort though it was, that Voldemort was wary of approaching him, that Voldemort suspected that all had not gone to plan. . . .
(DH, 612)
Voldemort is outright scared of Harry and isn't willing to come near him to check if he's dead...
Like, I am not a fan of the weaker, softer fanon version of Harry James Potter that I see on occasion (obviously everyone can do what they want, I just personally don't like it much when he's portrayed as small and submissive as if Harry has ever submitted in his life). He is not as tall as Ron, but he isn't short either (the same height as James, so likely around 6 feet), he is physically capable of lifting Mundungus even without magic with a single hand and he is so magically capable (more than almost every other character, bar exceptions like Dumbledore, Voldemort, and Snape). No wonder he can be scary, both physically and magically. And yes, Hermione is outright scared of Harry at times. So are other characters.
So, yeah, I strongly agree, Harry can definitely scare people if he wants to, and sometimes even when he doesn't. He seems to have an intimidation factor he isn't fully aware of and therefore doesn't notice all that much.
just another dream.
After all, it’s only dream Potter who calls him by his name.