#Harry/Draco Reverse Bang 2022

[dewitty1]

In Bad Faith

fencer_x, SoldSeparately @fencer-x @secretartlair

Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Original House-Elf Character(s) Additional Tags: Blood Curses | Blood Malediction (Harry Potter), Maledictus (Harry Potter), Demon Summoning, snarky Draco, Snarky Harry, Drinking, Dubious Consent (involving mutually drunk parties), Magical Creatures, House Elves, magical transformation, Fake Marriage, Brief Scene of Light Physical Violence, Wizarding Wedding Ceremonies, Blood Bond, Body Horror, Dark Humour Concerning Suicide, Brief scene of magical semi-voyeurism, Top Harry, Bottom Draco, Discussion of Switching, Post-Second Wizarding War with Voldemort (Harry Potter), POV Harry Potter, Getting Together, Fanart, Digital Art, Illustrations, Inspired by Fanart, Harry/Draco Reverse Bang 2022, Minor Ron Weasley/Hermione Granger - Freeform

Summary:

Draco Malfoy just can’t catch a break. Between the magical curse upon his bloodline, his hair misbehaving, and that strange pit full of demons in his basement that he had absolutely nothing to do with, it just hasn’t been a banner year for him. Luckily, Harry Potter is here to make things ten times worse.

Excerpt:

“Hey.” His free hand went around Draco’s waist, holding him in place now at the neck and hip, and Draco froze again, panic threatening to entirely subsume whatever flames Harry was desperately trying to fan for reasons quite beyond him at the moment. “It works both ways. Feel me.” He grabbed Draco’s wrist, physically placing his palm over Harry’s heart. “I didn’t say I didn’t like it. Can’t you tell?”

He concentrated on pumping his own good vibes over the bond, the relaxation, the warmth, the heady buzz of arousal. Sober, he might have felt embarrassed right about now—hell, sober he probably wouldn’t have been here at all—but he was just tipsy enough to ignore the nagging voice that said this was entirely inappropriate and what if the peacocks were watching?

Well let ‘em watch. Maybe if they’d done this sort of thing while they were human, they wouldn’t be peacocks.

“Ah fuck…” Draco said, leaning in so that their foreheads kissed. His eyelids fluttered shut, and his mouthhung open just a hair as he released a few long, panting breaths. “That feels…good…”

“Right? It always feels good…” He cocked his head to the side, whispering, “Haven’t you felt it before?”

“Before…” Draco repeated, a frown in his voice. “Before…?”

“Before,” Harry said, shifting so that he could just brush his hips against Draco’s, riding the thigh that had worked its way between his legs seemingly without Draco even noticing. He could feel himself getting hard—and now Draco could feel it too.

Draco jolted in his arms, jerking back, and digging his fingers almost talon-like into Harry’s shoulders. He locked eyes with Harry, gaze dark and searching—for what, Harry couldn’t be sure. “What…what are you…” His expression twisted again. “Why are you doing this to me?” he asked for a second time.

Harry could only offer the same answer as before: “…Because I want to.”

“Fuck—” was the last thing Harry heard before Draco grabbed his jaw and slotted their lips together, leaning into Harry with all his weight and nearly bringing them both tumbling to the ground. Harry quickly shifted his stance so he had his balance back and brought both hands up to hold Draco in place, fingers curling into the thin shift he still insisted on wearing, even though he hadn’t had a transformation fit in weeks.

Draco was pressing the whole long line of his body against Harry, and everywhere burned, from the tongue he had stroking feverishly against Harry’s to the hands splayed now against the back of Harry’s head, drawing him even closer, to god—yes—that was definitely his cock there, or else he had another wand secreted away.

He could feel Draco—inside and out—and every inch of him was hard and hot and aching. So all of Harry was too.

He kissed back—and though it had been a while since he’d had a good snog,he thought he was doing an okay enough job of it. Draco at least wasn’t complaining, and Draco always complained. Right now, though, the only noises he was making were little grunts of pleasure and barking gasps when Harry ground their hips together again, insistent, because this little diversion was rapidly approaching a conclusion and he was very keen to get on with it.

But then Draco drew back—and pressed their foreheads together, pinning Harry in place with his gaze. His glasses were fogged from their mingled breaths, but he thought he saw Draco wink. Before he could question it, though, everything drew down to a single, infinite point of nothingness—and then instantly ballooned back into everythingness as they stumbled apart, ears ringing from the CRACK of Apparition.

Harry whirled around—they were on the balcony, standing before the open French doors leading to Draco’s bedroom. “Wh—what the fuck—”

“What?” Draco said, a touch of challenge in his voice as his long fingers hooked through the loops of Harry’s jeans and gave a sharp tug. They came together once more with a shuddering gasp. “Did you want to keep rutting in front of my ancestors?”

❤⃛ヾ(๑❛ ▿ ◠๑ )

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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 31st 2025 (Added since last update)

Previous update : September 30th 2024

Past Fests (the last edition was held before 2024)

Big Bangs : HD Reverse Bang 2022, HD Big Bang 2021, HD Big Bang 2018, 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 Cliché : 2015, 2014

HD Collab : 2019

HD Eight Year : 2015

HD Fangfest : 2022

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

HD Remix : 2021, 2018, 2017, 2016, 2015 , 2014, 2013, 2012, 2011, 2007, 2006

HD Smoochfest : 2015, 2014, 2013, 2012, 2011, 2010, 2009

HD Suds Fest : 2023, 2022, 2021, 2020

HD Tropes : 2019, 2016, 2014, 2013

HD World Cup : 2009, 2008

HP Animagus Fest : 2021

HP Bodice Ripper Fest : 2023, 2022

HP Creature Fest : 2016

HP Kinkfest : 2020, 2019, 2018, 2017, 2016, 2015, 2014, 2013, 2012, 2011, 2010

HP Soulmates : 2023

HP Trans fest : 2023

My Bloody Valentine : 2022, 2021, 2019

Special events :  Lock Down fest 2020

[danpuff-ao3]

Now that I've partaken in a few different snarry-specific fests, I thought I'd compile a little self-rec list for them all, as I'm very proud of my fest fics.

Snarry Fest: Adopt-a-Prompt 2022

A Matter of Time

Harry/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 3,686. Student/teacher. Hogwarts 6th year. Sirius Lives. Serious injury. Angst. Hurt/no comfort. Open/ambiguous ending. Reverse chronology. Alternating POV.

Severus is outed as a spy and grievously injured. Harry doesn’t react well, leading those closest to him to wonder: Just why is Harry so devastated about Severus’ condition?

Snarry-a-Thon 2022

Contempt

Harry/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 20,400. Minor Harry/Ginny. Cheating. Shame. Unhealthy relationships. Post-war. Love/hate. Enemies to lovers. Hopeful ending. POV Harry Potter.

Harry hates Snape, and he always will. (He will, won’t he?)

Podfic by @mrviran

Snarry-a-Thon 2023

Devotion

Harry/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 25,843. Background Harry/Ginny. Self-hatred. Mental health issues. Love/hate. Enemies to lovers. Ambiguous ending. POV Severus Snape.

Is there anything more undignified than needing someone so much?

Same story as Contempt from a different POV.

Snarry Bang 2023

The Curse of Anteros

Harry/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 53,443. Harry/others. Student/teacher. Consent issues. POV alternating. Time skips. Animal transformation. Curses. Magical theory. Romance. True love. Angst with a happy ending.

When Harry is cursed, he seeks out Severus Snape. They have a long history behind them, after all, and they've always had so much between them. Who else would he go to?

Art by @mrviran

Snarry AUctober Fest 2024

She Loves Me, She Loves Me Not

Hyacinth/Sulpicia. Rated: E. Words: 11,875. Fem!Harry. Fem!Snape. Fem!Draco. Hanahaki disease. Curse breaking. Case fic. Investigations. Minor Hyacinth/Ginny. Cheating. Magical theory. Language of flowers. Femslash.

There's an outbreak of Hanahaki, and Curse Breaker Hyacinth Potter is brought onto the case, to work closely with the Aurors and Unspeakable Sulpicia Snape. Snape doesn't have a romantic bone in her body, and Hyacinth is happily in love with Ginny Weasley. They have nothing to worry about...right?

[fencer-x]

SO! Because I guess I didn't have enough projects on my plate already, I decided to start a podficcing channel, inaugurating it with episode 1 of a 10-ish part series of my 2022 H/D Reverse Big Bang fic, In Bad Faith.

Summary:

Draco Malfoy just can’t catch a break. Between the magical curse upon his bloodline, his hair misbehaving, and that strange pit full of demons in his basement that he had absolutely nothing to do with, it just hasn’t been a banner year for him. Luckily, Harry Potter is here to make things ten times worse.

I'll be updating weekly (cross your fingers; I've got the first three episodes all done, so we're at least on schedule until September XD), and I'm focusing on Drarry works for now. Feel free to leave comments if there are other pieces (preferably ones without podfics already) you'd like to see me tackle!

Comments and subscriptions are greatly appreciated!!

[ftmshepard]

AO3 Meme

Thanks @mysterious-cuchulainn-x for the tag! I can’t think of anyone to tag so I guess the chain ends with me. 

Rules: Give us the links to your wonderful words with the Most hits, Most kudos, Most comments, Most bookmarks, Most words, and Least words.

Caveat: I’m only going to be using the pseuds associated with the periferal ao3 account; I have others, but they’re intentionally more difficult to find from this tumblr. 

🥇 Most Hits: Kinktober 2019: Multifandom Drabbles | The Fairest

Summary: This is a smut collection from four years ago. People like smut, people apparently like my smut, that’s still very surreal. | The Fairest is a “fairy tale” based RWBY fic from five (!!) years ago where Blake and Weiss get together before canon. From my era of being able to actually finish fanfics, lol. Still proud of it, but also kind of wish that my non-RWBY work would get more attention!

🥇 Most Kudos, Comments, Bookmarks: Ever Since We Founded Rome

Summary:  Harry's missing. Draco's the only one who can find him.

Thoughts: Wrote this for Harry/Draco Reverse Bang back in 2022. Shorter than I would have liked, tbh, and I ended up sort of running out of steam on the whole Reverse Bang in general, but I’m still proud of the fic and delighted with the art I was paired with. 

🥇 Most Words: The Fairest again!

Summary: See above

Thoughts: Wow, I hadn’t realized this was still my longest fic to date. Hopefully the fate fic I have planned in future will help!

🥇 Fewest Words: Last Moment

Summary:  His death is agony.

Thoughts: This is a Star Trek: Beyond fic about the main villain’s death. It got a surprisingly positive response at the time! I can’t believe I haven’t written anything shorter in total, I guess my 100 word drabbles are mostly on other accounts? But regardless, still proud of this little fic. 

[babooshkart]

a convergence of inks by @thebooktopus​ and @babooshkart​ for @harrydracobang​ HD Reverse Bang 2022

The rhythmic buzzing of the machine was meditative, the pain from the needle more a scratchy burn than anything too sharp. Draco relaxed a bit as the minutes passed, content to watch the intensity on Harry’s face as he worked. Their faces were only a few inches apart, and Draco felt Harry’s breath ghost over his inflamed skin with every exhale. 

This was such a joy to work on! Maddy really took my initial painting (the tattoo shop!) and ran with it, and came up with such a gorgeous, sexy, thoughtful piece of writing that made me laugh (and tbh fan myself multiple times while reading). Thank you for writing me a tattooed and pierced Harry Potter, and a Potioneer!Draco that just wants to kiss his roommate. You’re a star. 

Read on Ao3 (and shower Maddy with kudos and comments!)

[digthewriter]

FIELDS OF GOLD for @harrydracobang is out! I was very lucky to have @pineau-noir pick my art to create a fic ♥ Everyone needs to read it. It’s the best sort of love story. 

READ ON AO3

EXCERPT:

When Pansy had first seen the bathroom, she had proposed marriage. When Draco had refused, she talked extensively about hiding bodies and learning how to brew Polyjuice.

As there was still an hour and a half before Draco was set to arrive at Hermione and Weasley’s, Draco drew himself a bath, adding some of the scented oil Pansy had given him for his last birthday.

Alone, Draco let his mind conjure a thousand reasons why Potter might want to see him, why he’d visited C’est Vin.

Potter was dying. Draco was dying but only Potter knew about it. Draco was going to Azkaban and Potter was trying to warn him. Weasley was angry that Draco and Hermione were friends, so Potter was going to warn him off. Someone told Potter about Draco’s feelings for him and of course they weren’t reciprocated, so Potter needed to let him down gently.

Draco’s breathing started to get short, fast, and he closed his eyes. Remembering all the tips his Mind Healer had given him after the war, Draco focused on breathing in and out in a steady manner. He counted to five on the inhale and exhale, slowing each count, until he was completely filling his lungs with the fragrant air of his bath.

“It’s probably something daft like Potter wanting a donation for The Wix Rainbow Collective,” Draco shakily told himself.

Reaching over to grab his wand, Draco flicked it at the drain and the water started to lower. He stood, letting the water run off his body. A quick Hot Air Charm dried him enough to walk to the shower. He placed his wand on the sink and stepped into the shower, adjusting the taps to as hot as he could stand.

Thoughts whirled through his mind as he washed the oil away and made himself focus on getting clean instead of all the worst-case-scenarios his mind could come up with.

[harrydracobang]

Pinch Hitter Sign-Ups for Harry/Draco Reverse Bang 2022

Our writers are hard at work on their fanart-inspired fanfic, and while we sincerely hope each and every one of them is able to complete and submit their fic, we understand that sometimes life gets in the way and drops end up happening. And since one of our goals as mods is to try to ensure all of the brilliant artwork has a fic to go along with it, that's where our rockstar pinch hitters come in!

Below you'll find a link to a google form to sign up to be a pinch hitter for the 2022 Harry/Draco Reverse Bang. You can always decline when/if we contact you, however, please think carefully about the following question in the sign-up form:

How long will you need to complete a pinch-hit?

We realise you can't know exactly, especially without seeing the available artwork first, but we need to know if we can contact you for a short-notice pinch-hit in case of last minute dropouts. If you can create something in a week or two, that's awesome; if you can't, and need at least a month or more, that's still awesome. So please, be as brutally honest as you can about how long it'd take to fulfill a request should we need to ask you. <3 

Additionally, we do ask that you read the 2022 fest rules and timeline (though we understand that pinch-hits usually need to come with exceptions to rules about deadlines and timelines!) and fill out the entire form so we have all of the information we need before contacting you with a possible pinch hit. 

Pinch Hitter Sign-Up Form

Please note that if you're a writer who already claimed a piece of artwork and indicated your possible availability to pinch hit on that form, you do not need to sign up on this one.

[upthehillart]

locker rooms

For Harry/Draco Reverse Bang 2022 - Fic on AO3 by @oknowkiss

[the-sinking-ship]

The Unspeakable by The_Sinking_Ship

Art by Peachbabypie

Pairing: Draco/Harry

Rating: E

Wordcount: ~25k

Collection: Harry/Draco Reverse Bang 2022 @harrydracobang

Tags: Unspeakable Harry Potter, Healer Draco Malfoy, action, travel, magical lore, powerful Harry, possessive Draco, secret relationship, light bdsm, handcuffs, collars, soft dom Draco, service top Harry, hung!Harry, smut, tattooed everyone

Summary: Healer Draco Malfoy took the job at the International Department of Mysteries for the paycheck and the prestige. But what he got was Unspeakable Harry Potter and the most fascinating curse he’d ever seen.

Notes: New fic! It’s been a minute but I'm so happy to be writing again!

Apparently all it took to knock me back into it was the right inspiration because Reverse Bang hit me like a brick. All the art is absolutely incredible and I encourage you to browse the entire collection. But when I saw Peach’s?! This image was it for me. I’m a @peachbabypie fangirl across fandoms and this is everything I adore about her work. Lush greenery, evocative lighting, sensuality, and the world’s most beautiful eyelashes. sigh.

I intended to just write some smut. I told people I was just writing some smut… but somehow this became a whole world of its own and is probably none of the things that Peach imagined when creating her beautiful art.

Thank you, Peach, for allowing me total creative liberties. It brought my muse back to me.

Added thank you to my sweet and supportive beta, @lettersbyelise! To my pals for the 24/7 cheerleading (you know who you are). And to the mods for organising this fest! It’s been a blast!

Read on AO3.

[celilasart]

Us, my first piece for the HD Reverse Bang 2022 @harrydracobang. It inspired the most beautiful fic, written by the brilliant @maesterchill

Read "Deja Vu (Explicit, 11k)" on AO3

After being released from Azkaban, Draco Malfoy begins having peculiar visions, which turn out to be premonitions. Gradually, with the help of his unusual gift, Draco becomes a rather useful member of society.

He also has dirty fantasies about Harry Potter, but that's nothing new.

Em's fic in turn inspired more art:

Draco's vials containing his dreams and a scene divider.

[dewitty1]

Eager for the Sky

oknowkiss @oknowkiss

Chapters: 5/5 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Pansy Parkinson, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Oliver Wood, Zacharias Smith, Ginny Weasley, Blaise Zabini Additional Tags: Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Hogwarts Eighth Year, Quidditch Player Harry Potter, Quidditch Player Draco Malfoy, Getting Together, Coming Out, Slow Burn, POV Draco Malfoy, Gay Draco Malfoy, Gay Harry Potter, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Haircuts, Harry Potter Has Long Hair, Pining, Mutual Pining, Teasing, Drinking, Implied Sexual Content, Masturbation, Masturbation in Shower, Mild Blood, Nightmares, Harry Potter Has Nightmares, References to Depression, drarry endgame, Scars, Humor, Sexual Tension, Resolved Sexual Tension, Nonmonogamous Relationship, Digital Art, Food as a Metaphor for Love, Mangos, Cutting Fruit as a Love Language, Harry/Draco Reverse Bang 2022, Inspired by Fanart, Illustrations, Fanart, Minor Harry Potter/Ron Weasley, Minor Draco Malfoy/Blaise Zabini, Minor Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley

Summary:

It was announced, just as the Triwizard Tournament had been, at the start of term feast.

A year-long, international Quidditch varsity match — the inaugural Wizarding Academy Cup.

In which Harry is Hogwarts' star Seeker, Draco is on the bench, and they both have a thing or two to learn about playing for the same team.

Excerpt:

“Seeker’s match,” was all Potter said, when Draco got close enough to hear. He kicked off the ground, leaving Draco’s broom — which he must have stolen from his locker — in the grass at his feet. 

Potter flew brutally, twisting and diving and scraping every last bit of power out of his broom. He’d always been fast and sharp and fearless, had intimidated the fuck out of Draco the first time they played against each other when he was twelve, but there was something different to him now that hadn’t been there before. 

It wasn’t anger, as Potter had plenty of that. He’d been quite clearly using Quidditch as an outlet of some kind, and had been fouled almost every match for overly aggressive defence. 

It wasn’t pride, either. It couldn’t have been. Potter had to have known Wood was saving him for when it counted, reserving his star to win the whole thing, his hands made to raise the cup above their heads, just like old times. Potter wasn’t a natural team player but even he had to have understood the logic in that. 

They played for an hour, and it was when Draco caught the Snitch that he saw it, writ large on Potter’s face. 

It was fear. 

Potter was flying like a madman, pushing himself to his brink, because he was afraid. 

And still, Draco won.

“Aren’t you happy for me?” Draco asked, in the changing room after. 

He’d meant it as a joke, hoping to lighten the mood, but Potter looked mutinous.

Draco hopped himself up onto the bench closest to the door, which was currently open from where Potter had slammed it shut so hard it had swung back on its hinges, defiant in the face of rough treatment.

“So you’re not happy,” Draco said, feigning ignorance, trying to push Potter out of whatever strop he’d got into in his head. 

“I don’t know,” Potter bit out, hand grasped firmly around his broom. “I know I—I should be. As your friend.”

“Friend,” Draco repeated flatly.

“I’m aware,” Potter said, talking over him. “That what I’m doing right now makes me look like a twat.”

“Only now?” Draco asked. He could feel anger starting to rise at the back of his neck, a hot gust of wind in his ear. He sat up and started pulling his gloves off, one finger at a time. “What changed?”

“Fuck off, Malfoy.”

“Such language,” Draco tutted. And then, sincerity popping out of him before he could choke it back down, “Why are you ruining this for me?” 

“I’m not—”

“You are.” 

“I can’t help the way I feel,” Potter said. His face was doing that miserable thing again where it pulled in all directions, chasing a hundred emotions at once.

“That may be,” Draco said. It was taking all of his self-control to keep his voice from shaking, “But why is it my problem?”

“It’s not,” Potter insisted.

“And yet,” Draco said, flourishing between them with his gloves. 

Potter stood rooted to the spot. Draco thought his shoulders must be getting sweaty underneath the extra padding he’d put on. Wood had been making them run speed drills in Beater padding, the heaviest of the lot, as resistance training. 

The extra weight was excruciating to push through when thrust at a breakneck Seeker pace, and something about seeing Potter wearing it now soothed the anger bubbling in Draco’s chest. Potter must have been terrified, to be carrying the extra weight even now, when it didn’t matter. 

Draco looked at him closer then, at the conflicted turn of his mouth. He could practically feel Potter keeping his distance, and Draco knew this was it. This had to be the moment Potter kept pushing him for, practically begging. If Potter tried one more time, a final small push, Draco knew he would let him. 

His legs opened on the bench at the thought, an involuntary response. 

Potter had already been staring at him, and then his eyes trailed down to where Draco’s legs fell open to stare at him there, too. Draco risked a quick look at himself under the guise of setting his gloves to the side, and saw what he already felt: that Quidditch breeches hide nothing, that he was coursing with adrenaline, that it all had to gather somewhere. 

“That’s not—I mean—” Potter stuttered. With each little jut of incomprehensible speech he moved forward a step, as though he couldn’t separate one from the other. 

“What, Potter?” Draco asked, shifting his hips down the bench just to see if Potter’s eyes would follow. 

They did. 

“It’s not that I—” 

Potter was standing just outside the V of his legs, hand still on his broom. Draco could see little dark spots on his kit, where sweat had started to soak through from the weight of the thick leather padding. 

“Spit it out,” Draco said. 

“Christ,” Potter breathed, stepping in between Draco’s legs, right up to the edge of the bench. 

“Him again?” Draco asked, leaning back on his hands, wondering how far Potter would follow. “I’m starting to think you want me jealous.” 

Potter was close enough now that Draco could feel the usual heat of him, this time from exertion and emotion and arousal. Draco could see it reflected on Potter’s face, everything that was storming through his own body, his stomach thrashing like a knot of eels. 

“What are you waiting for?” Draco asked. “You said it was my turn” — he wrapped a foot around Potter’s leg; there was a squeak from the press of leather against leather as their shin guards rubbed together — “or aren’t you a man of your word?” 

Potter tore his eyes away to look down in between them. His knee was pressed firm against the bench between Draco’s legs. His free hand, the hand not holding his broomstick, began to wander up Draco’s leg. 

Knee, thigh, inner thigh, the crease just before the rise at the front of his pants that was growing slightly painful, begging to be released. Potter’s hand moved up, up, up, until it reached the hem of Draco’s shirt, and then, as though lifting a rug to peer at a peculiar shape underneath, he hooked one finger beneath the fabric, pulling ever so slightly, revealing the barest inch of Draco’s taut, pale stomach.

Potter looked at it for a moment, eyebrows furrowed, and Draco fought against the desire to squirm. He never liked feeling judged, and the way Potter was looking at him, he felt less like a man finally allowing himself to be kissed and more like a small dog plopped down on a judging table, tail lifted so someone could examine its balls. 

Draco opened his mouth to say something that would almost certainly ruin the mood, but then Potter turned his hand around, pressing his fingers to Draco’s cool skin, and all thought suddenly left him, cascading out of his mouth on a firm exhalation. 

Draco had imagined this moment often, in so many permutations, trying to prepare himself for how it might feel, to rehearse in his mind so as not to make a total wang of himself in the actual doing of it. He’d accounted for a variety of extenuating circumstances, but what he hadn’t anticipated was the kindness of Potter’s touch. 

It was hardly, of course, the first time they’d felt each other, but now, with Potter’s hand up his shirt, Draco suddenly thought himself a terrible fool. 

How could the press of a leg, a few clandestine brushes of fingers, have possibly prepared him for what this would be like? How could he have properly imagined the rough calloused touch of Potter’s fingertips now tracing up his stomach, lifting his shirt up to expose the pale skin beneath, raising gooseflesh all along Draco’s body. 

Potter’s fingers began to list to one side, grabbing for the side of his ribcage, and Draco arched up into the grasp Potter had on him already. He tilted his head to the side to expose the long line of his neck as Potter’s eyes traced upwards, following the line of Draco’s form. 

Then Potter’s eyes were on his mouth and Draco gave up the ghost entirely, relaxing into a helpless smile. Potter licked his lips, and Draco wanted so badly to close the distance between them, the distance he himself had set in place, for reasons he could no longer remember. All he could think of now was how badly he needed to wrap a hand around the back of Potter’s head and pull him down, further into his space, to capture him, and his mouth, and his perfect pink tongue. 

This close, Draco could smell the dirt and the sweat on Potter’s face. He could practically taste the salt running down the column of Potter’s neck, the tang of earth from his clothes, the faint scent of pine that always settled deep in their hair, blown in from the forest. 

Potter finally, blessedly, began to lean in, his eyelashes fluttering closed against his cheeks. Before Draco closed his eyes to meet him, he was struck by how soft and sweet Potter could be, the tender, tentative, asking press of his nose, their breath intermingling as Potter’s lips hovered over his own, as his fingers pressed in between Draco’s ribs. 

“Draco,” Potter asked.

“Took you long enough,” Draco said, and then Potter laughed, a breathless small thing, and the gift of his mouth was unlike anything Draco had ever experienced before. 

It was childish, overly idealistic at best, Draco would think later, to say they fit together perfectly. 

But as Draco opened his mouth to deepen the kiss, as Potter’s tongue slid firm and wanting against his own, as he moaned into Draco’s mouth, filling it up with the sound of his pleasure, Draco couldn’t help but know it to be true. They did fit, and they were doing it together, making it work, and in that moment at least, it was perfect.

꒰˘̩̩̩⌣˘̩̩̩๑꒱♡

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HD reverse bang 2022 recs

Here are some of my favorite fics from HD reverse bang 2022. Listed in alphabetical order.

Beneath the Cloak by @avenueofesc [31k]

Footsteps echo through the corridor, though they seem to hesitate, slowing until they stop directly in front of him. Draco can practically feel the presence of this other at his side. He groans, using all of his strength to raise his head and open his eyes, to see…

Nothing.

Death Comes for Us All by @lumosatnight [5k]

Burying his face in Draco’s hair, he can smell the smoke from the cigarette, can taste the ashes lingering in his mouth. Harry finds it comforting, a reminder that Draco has seen his worst and still chooses to stay.

In Bad Faith by @fencer-x [62k]

Draco Malfoy just can’t catch a break. Between the magical curse upon his bloodline, his hair misbehaving, and that strange pit full of demons in his basement that he had absolutely nothing to do with, it just hasn’t been a banner year for him. Luckily, Harry Potter is here to make things ten times worse.

Monster by shushu_yaoi_lj [71k]

“Hmm,” Hermione hums, tapping her index finger against her bottom lip and then smiling at Harry. “A broken music box, you say…”

“A cursed one,” Harry corrects her.

“Well, it’s still a music box that is not working properly,” Hermione points out with a very intent grin. “That will give you a chance to see him.”

She wiggles her eyebrows, making him snort.

As if Harry hadn’t thought about it straight away. As if Harry’s mind hadn’t immediately wandered to Draco Malfoy the moment Zabini mentioned a music box.

so bitter. so sweet. by @nerdherderette [19k]

It's bad enough that Draco is admitted to St Mungo's. Discovering the identity of the Healer assigned to his case makes it ten times worse.

"How are you feeling?" Harry asks. His voice is closer to ear level now, and Draco realises he must have pulled over a chair to sit.

Draco turns his head so he's not being entirely rude, but he still can't bring himself to look directly at Harry. "Are you talking about right now, or…?" Draco hesitates; six years' worth of unresolved feelings is a lot to unpack.

Statues Crumble by @xanthippe74 [13k]

Between one war and the next, Draco has lost his parents, his home, and his menial Ministry job. All he has left is the secret (and anonymous) work he does to help Harry Potter overthrow another government—oh, and that statue he stole from the Ministry Atrium.

The Unspeakable by @the-sinking-ship [24k]

Healer Draco Malfoy took the job at the International Department of Mysteries for the paycheck and the prestige.

But what he got was Unspeakable Harry Potter and the most fascinating curse he’d ever seen.

I hope you enjoy these stories as much as I did!

[danpuff-ao3]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💙

Oooh, thanks for passing this to me, Lizzy! 😄 Let's see....100 fics, how to choose 5? 🤔 Well all know #1 already, don't we? 😂 So I'll take a leaf out of Lizzy's book and do a countdown to 1!

5.) A Matter of Time

Harry/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 3,686. Written for Snarry Adopt-a-Prompt 2022. Features reverse chronology and alternating POVs! Also: ambiguous/open ending (my love!) It feels like the Snarry of my youth, that angsty and spicy student/teacher, and some good old fashioned tragedy! I really feel like I pulled the thing off with this one! (What is said "thing"? Who knows.) Also, not to pat myself on the back but...that final line? Ouch.

4.) Cruel Summer

Harry/Sirius. Rated: E. Words: 5,445. Minor Harry/Severus. Written for HP Chan Fest 2022-2023. Features gorgeous art by @mrviran. It's a fic I've had floating around my noggin' for a few years but finally felt the call to write for Chan Fest! Our two beloved, troubled boys (Harry and Sirius) live together post PoA, and sees them through plenty of dysfunction, manipulation, and other problematic content 🤭 They have a very complicated (and angsty!) connection and I am so so pleased with how it came out! It's very bit as spicy, sad, and twisted as I'd hoped!

3.) The Curse of Anteros

Harry/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 52,566. Written for Snarry Bang 2023. Inspired by an episode of Charmed called "Magic Hour" (which itself was inspired by a movie called Ladyhawke). This is another idea I've long wanted to write, but never knew how to write it until now. Curses, fairytales, magical animals, true love!! Begins with student/teacher and carries on through time to old men Snarry!!!! This fic really grew way out of control and I'm so glad it did. It feels like...a "proper" story, if that makes sense? Actual plot! Novel length! Who am I even???? Anyway I'm stupidly proud of this one. Also: ART BY MRVILLAIN AGAIN, MY BELOVED TEAMMATE, I'M OBSESSED. Like...idk I'm blown away. Which sounds bad cuz this is my story, but I don't care. This is genuinely a story that not only was I so pumped to create, but one that I'd have LOVED to read as a reader! Had someone else written this I'd have lost my mind reading it. I hate saying that, it sounds so arrogant, but I don't care, I'm losing my mind over this one. I wrote it in like 2 weeks!!!! This fic POURED out of me! And I love it!

2.) Collateral Damage

Draco/Ron. Rated: E. Words: 16,071. Written for Ron-Draco Fest 2021. The first draft of this got to like 10k before I had to scrap it and start totally over. Somehow the original opening kept winding down the wrong path. So finally after fighting with it for way too long (and only 2 weeks to go until it was due), I gave it up and tried again. Decided: "hey, let's open with porn and see what happens." Well...That worked. That did it. All I needed was to open with a BJ for magic to happen, who knew? I ended up with a story I was super jazzed about, and to my great surprise (and pleasure!) others loved it, too!!

1.) Contempt | Devotion

Harry/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 20,400 | 25,843. Written for Snarry-a-Thon 2022 and 2023. This one's cheating a bit since it's technically 2 fics, but it's also the same story in different POVs so...it kinda counts, right? Also I know people have told me they liked Devotion more but I can't help but admit that Contempt itself still holds the top spot in my heart! And while I think say The Curse of Anteros is a better overall story, I don't think any fic ever will top Contempt. I mean, never say never, but Contempt is the story of dreams. It's my heart and soul. It's the Snarry I've always wanted to write. The story, the dynamic, the characterizations, everything. It's everything I've wanted in a Snarry since I first began reading Snarry 20 years ago. Like...I have no words to express just how meaningful this work is to me. This is literally the culmination of all of my Snarry feels. I dragged this story out of my gut. I pulled it out of my skin and wrote it in my blood. That's how connected I am to this work. (Wow that sounds really dramatic but also...true.)

Genuinely I was so cared people would hate it, but I wrote it anyway because I needed it and I loved it. I'm very glad to say that plenty of others love it with me! And this is another one @mrviran offered love to in the form of a podfic! (Plus cover art!) I'm fully obsessed with the podfic (AND ART!) and I get all teary eyed when I think about it, that my dear friend worked so hard to bring more life to my baby. 🥹

Kinda funny how my favorite works (and what i consider some of my best works) were all for fests. Fests really do inspire me, even if they make me want to pull my hair out. 😂

Also is it cheating to give honorary mentions to Lover Boy at Play, In My Veins (In My Blood), Orange Blossoms, Teardrop in Your Palm, and Black Skies? 👀

[peachpety]

Deadheading the Odd Dahlia, by peachpety

Inspired by the gorgeous art of @beyondtheclose

Harry/Draco Reverse Bang 2022, E, 8.7k exactly

Florist Draco & Smitten Harry 💐 Romantic Fluff & Autumn Vibes 💐 Farmers Market & Soft Pining 💐 Cottagecore & Language of Flowers 💐 Draco Navigating the Muggle World on a Baby Blue Moped

“You could stay at the Manor,” Draco blurts. “I mean”—he twirls the wine stem in his fingers—“not the Manor proper. But Rose Cottage would suit.”

A hush blankets the table, save for Luna scraping a knife full of butter over her toast.

Harry chews his eggs carefully. He takes a bite of bacon and washes it down with a big gulp of wine. Alarm bells sound off in his brain. There are many reasons why living with Draco is a bad idea, first and foremost being his small crush, insignificant really. Although technically he wouldn’t be living with him, but nearby, almost on top of each other—

“Yes,” Harry says. “That’s…I’ll move into Rose Cottage. Thanks.”

Harry is content to spend his days at Draco’s flower stall at the farmers market, burying his true feelings in artisanal coffee and rose bouquets. When forced to find new lodgings, he accepts Draco’s offer to live in a cottage at Malfoy Manor, and his long-hidden crush blossoms out of control. Turns out, proximity makes the heart grow fonder.

💐 @beyondtheclose art & claim post 💐 HDRB post 💐

FIC & ART ON AO3

[thesleepiesthufflepuff]

Forever Was a Lie

A @harrydracobang 2022 Fic

Inspired by Forever Was A Lie Illustrations by the incredible dustmouth ✨

Rating: E

Word Count: 22k

Summary: After breaking up with Charlie, Harry heads to Rome for Christmas to search for answers to a previous heartbreak. What he doesn’t expect is for Draco, the man who broke his heart five years ago, to be running the bed and breakfast he’s staying at.

Content/Warnings: Past Relationships, Past Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Past Harry Potter/Charlie Weasley, Heartbreak, Getting Back Together, New Year's Eve, Rome, Hurt/Comfort, Mutual Pining, Memories, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Food as a Metaphor for Love, Alcohol, Odd jobs, Masturbation, Explicit Sex, Love Confessions, Happy Ending

Note: I had the most incredible time creating for the HD Reverse Bang Fest 2022, and it was such a treat to be able to work with dustmouth, who is so endlessly lovely. Dustmouth, thank you so much for creating the most beautiful art for me to base this fic off of, as well as additional art for the rest of the story. I’m truly so lucky. Thank you so much to the Mods for dedicating your time and energy to running such a spectacular fest, and thank you to my betas @crazybutgood and @makeitp1nk for giving me the support and encouragement I needed to finish this. Lastly, thank you to my wife, Emma, for being the best alpha reader and listening to me talk about the plot points of this fic for months 💗

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