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wound: @drarrymicrofic (50 words)
Harry almost lost him. Hit by a curse on a routine call, Draco’s pale face in the dirt was Harry’s undoing.
The hospital’s quiet when Draco wakes. He blinks down at Harry, sleeping. Their hands are linked.
“Yes,” Ron says drily from the other chair. “He’s in love with you. Surprise.”
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Just some cuddle at night, nothing special.
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Cute little gay Drarry smoochy smooch
Why do I love it so much.
Kicking my legs and squealing
@pheexblack
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I needed to remind myself that this is a drarry blog
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that moment in the fic where they start calling each other harry and draco instead of potter and malfoy :)))
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I would love to see some domestic banter 🥺

Is it a follow up or am I just weak for Draco bothering Harry in the kitchen 🤔
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Last Christmas Drarry fanart
Reposting my art here [2/5]
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Soooo beloved... 🩷
Art for the fanfic. Don't use as a cover!
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wound (50 words)
Friday. Drinking, rejections, more drinking. Draco's wound tight. Until— “Harry Potter.” A perfect likeness. “Malfoy?” Polyjuice, probably. Draco traces a finger up the man’s chest. “This is—audacious. He’d murder you.” “What?” Fake Potter – tipsily – puts a hand on Draco’s waist, wide eyes roaming. Fuck it. Draco’s willing to pretend.
prompt from @drarrymicrofic | special thanks to @yellowfork, for your never-ceasing enthusiasm and valuable input | my Drarry microfic collection on Ao3
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The Scarlet Cuff







“Dear diary, forget it”
for context: those red cuffs are used against highly dangerous criminals going to Azkaban. Once deployed, it automatically alerts backup…
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