#drunk draco

[sitp-recs]

Hi Liv! Not sure if you do recs anymore but I read the funniest Drunk!Draco fic last night called How Draco Won Spin the Bottle (and Outed Himself in the Process) by written in ash (?) I think.

Do you have any other drunk!draco fics? I may have developed a new obsession

Haha I love this ask! Drunk Drarry is always fun, here are some favourites:

Tastes Like Soap by InnerLilith (E, 4.6k)

Harry goes to the foam party hoping to finally have casual sex. Draco goes to the foam party expecting yet another night of casual sex. Harry and Draco do not have casual sex.

Born Slippy by dracoladon (E, 8k)

Harry finds that it's less 'one tequila, two tequila, three tequila, floor' and more 'one tequila, two tequila, three tequila, decide Malfoy's quite fit, actually, and decent company after your friends traitorous abandonment, floor.' With Malfoy lying next to you.

Ferocious Determination, Insufficient Deliberation, and a Slightly Wrong Destination by Faith Wood (E, 9.5k)

All Draco wants is sleep, but his bed won't stop talking. More importantly, it refuses to stop looking like Harry Potter.

Tales of Apparation Gone Awry by @thecouchsofa (E, 12k)

These are the things Draco has recently learned:

1: Don’t apparate while drunk or you’ll end up in Potter’s living room without fail. 1a: This is a Big Problem. 2: Draco is unable to keep his mouth shut while drunk. 3: Pansy is a shite friend. 4: Potter has nice thighs. 5: Draco maybe possibly doesn’t mind his apparation problem as much as he lets on. 5a: Potter doesn’t seem to mind much either

One Night at the Leaky by birdsofshore (T, 12k)

Harry should have known better than to accept a drunken dare. Especially when Malfoy was sitting right there, looking like that and wearing those bloody tight trousers.

Party of Two by fireflavored (E, 13k)

Drinking, sex, and a total misreading of the concept of fuck buddies.

Mixed Drinks and Crossed Wires by @korlaena (E, 16k)

Draco is a handsy drunk. Harry is okay with it, really. They’re friends, so it doesn’t mean anything.

Vanilla and Sweet Spices by FleetofShippyShips (E, 20k)

After the others leave an eighth year party, Harry still has the rum he snagged off Dean. But the only person left to drink it with is Draco Malfoy.

Take You Home by @lqtraintracks (E, 26k)

Everybody’s a little fucked up after the war, Draco especially. What starts as hate sex after a night out, eventually turns into something else, something more like comfort. And even though his friends all tell Harry he’s just being used, all Harry’s doing is making sure Draco gets home in one piece. He’s not falling helplessly in love.

Starts With a Spin by Maxine (E, 120k)

It started with the spin of a bottle, and now Harry and Draco have gotten themselves so far into their own game there's almost no way out again. Except to keep playing.

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Painful Dramione

(drunk)Draco: Hermione, did it hurt when you fell from heaven? Hermione: Yeah it did, but it won't hurt as much as your pain when you wake up. Draco, 10 hrs later: I'm going to jump off a building. All my assets should be used up in my funeral

[fiella]

drarry, drunk edition

“You’re lucky I’m drunk,” Harry said, gaze fixed somewhere around Draco’s mouth. “If I were sober, I’d be embarrassed by how fucking pretty I think you are.”

That earned him a visible pause. Draco’s brow twitched upward like he wasn’t sure if he’d heard right—or if he wanted to. He was staring at Harry like he was trying not to. He looked like he was just handed a puzzle box and a blindfold, and didn’t know where to begin.

His mouth parted. He blinked once. And—were his ears pink? Were they? Or was it the candlelight playing tricks on Harry’s thoroughly overcooked brain? No, no, his ears were pink.

“Merlin,” Harry muttered under his breath. “Even your ears are stupidly attractive.”

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[valushk4]

*trows random colors*

[itsphantasmagoria]

Muggle Fest 2024 @hd-fan-fair Claim: To the Faire!

Harry and Draco go to the Renaissance Faire. 💜

This was really fun to draw! I love the Ren Faire so when I saw this prompt I pounced.

ALSO THERE'S A FIC THIS ART INSPIRED by the lovely @dodgerkedavra and it's fucking hilarious, please read it

Ye Olde Publick Indecency (E, 3.4k) by @dodgerkedavra

[bunny-1111]

How the Slytherin boys would react to you getting sloppy drunk at a party

...

Tom Riddle:

This man doesn't give a flying fuck about hurting you. He would grip his hand on you arm and literally drag you back to his dorm

when you get to his dorm, you'd expect him to to hug you or touch you

NOPE, this man would hold your whole face in one of his hands painfully, then whisper in your ear to NEVER get that drunk again. You embarrassed him

Matteo Riddle

you were so drunk that you couldn't comprehend who you were dancing on

when you look up and be your boyfriend starting into your eyes while you danced on another guy, your face dropped

uh oh.

when you stopped dancing, and stumbled towards him, that was his queue to take matters into his own hands

as you reach your arms out for for, he shrugs you off and storms right up to the guy that had been dancing with you

blood everywhere...

sobering you up, then cleaning the blood off his face

Draco Malfoy

smiled and danced with you equally drunk

with an arm around you, he saw potter watching, ginny by his side

"What's the matter Potter? upset your girlfriends a stiff" he would scoff across the room

"See that darling, Potters jealous that you're mine"

Theodore Nott

he found you half-conscious on a couch

"too much Principessa?" he would smile throwing an arm around you

when you nodded in return, leaning into him

"Alright then, let me finish my smoke, then we'll get you to bed"

"You're taking me to my dorm?" you managed

he would let out a low laugh

"No. We're both going to my dorm"

Lorenzo Berkshire

finding you on the floor beneath the common room couches was not where he expected to find you at this party

he laughed, pulling you up

when you couldn't hold yourself upright

"You have to help me help you, you fucking idiot" he chucked

that didn't work, set he joined you on the floor making sure you don't pass out

"More firewhiskey?" you whispered

"HA! nice try, you're not touching that shit again" he laughed

Blaise Zabini

he would stare at the mess of your face, mascara smudged, lipstick too

he would take his thumb and wipe your running mascara, and clean up the lipstick that had left your lips

'you're a mess, Hunny" he would say in his deepest tone

you said nothing in return, out of fear of throwing up all you had just drank "Come on use your words" he would pry

you open your mouth to reply but just as you feared, you threw up on the floor beside him

Blaise would look at Pansy then back at you "Is she serious?" he would say shaking his head at you, a small grin threatening to grow

[mvrphysart]

6D with Draco and 2C as Harry's reaction? 🥹 Thank you!!!!! I love your art!!!

thanks! <33

[cak3fictions]

I am just thinking about Harry and Draco, playing some card game and drinking disgusting amount of vodka, only Draco ending up in Harry's lap, grinding and humping him desperately.

[daydreamingfoxglove]

Day Twenty-Two: Precious

@microficmay, words: 104, ship: drarry, rating: G, additional challenge: format challenge - dialogue 

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It was Harry's second birthday since the end of the war. He was already three Butterbeers down, on his fourth Firewhiskey and had partied well into the fifth hour past midnight. He could barely hold himself up. 

Harry: Who is that?

Ron: Uh?

Harry: The beautiful, magnificent, most precious guy with the flowers in his hair!

Ron: Draco?  

Harry: Wow, even his name is pretty. Do you think he's single? 

Ron: Draco? 

Harry: [nods aggressively] 

Ron: You mean, Draco, your boyfriend? 

Harry: My boyfriend? 

Ron: [nods, exasperated]

Harry: Wow! Then what am I doing here with you? I must take him home at once.

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Also on AO3 with previous parts

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Unlikely Reverie

The moon cast a silvery glow over the Hogwarts grounds, painting the castle walls with an ethereal light. Hermione Granger found herself wandering through the quiet corridors, lost in thought. She often sought solace in the hallowed halls of the school she had once called home, a place that held memories both bitter and sweet.

As she turned a corner, her heart skipped a beat. There, leaning casually against the wall, was Draco Malfoy. His pale hair glinted under the moonlight, and his gray eyes held a mixture of amusement and something else she couldn't quite decipher.

"Well, Granger," he drawled, pushing himself off the wall, "to what do I owe the pleasure of your company?"

Hermione squared her shoulders, unwilling to let his presence rattle her. "I could ask you the same question, Malfoy. Shouldn't you be off somewhere, perfecting your sneer and practicing your pureblood superiority?"

Draco's lips curled into a smirk. "Ah, but where's the fun in that when I can have a far more intriguing conversation with you?"

Hermione scoffed, crossing her arms. "I highly doubt we have anything to discuss that would be remotely interesting."

"Are you so sure?" Draco stepped closer, his gaze never leaving hers. "We've both changed since the war, Granger. People can surprise you."

Hermione raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued despite herself. "Changed, you say? And how exactly have you changed, Malfoy?"

He shrugged, a hint of something vulnerable flickering in his eyes. "I've come to realize that the ideals I once held were misguided. Loyalty to a dark wizard isn't worth the pain it caused."

She studied him for a moment, sensing a sincerity that she hadn't expected. "And what about your loyalty to your family?"

Draco's shoulders tensed, and he looked away briefly before meeting her gaze again. "I'm trying to forge my own path, away from the shadows they cast."

Hermione's heart softened slightly, though she fought to keep her emotions in check. "Change isn't easy, Malfoy. But it's good that you're trying."

He offered her a wry smile. "And what about you, Granger? Still the brightest witch of your age, buried under a mountain of books?"

Hermione felt a blush rise to her cheeks, but she held her chin high. "Knowledge is power, Malfoy. Something you might want to consider if you're truly trying to change."

Draco chuckled, the sound sending a pleasant shiver down her spine. "Perhaps you could teach me, then. Tutor me in the ways of wisdom."

Her lips twitched into a smile, surprising even herself. "I doubt you could keep up, but I'm always up for a challenge."

As the moon continued its journey across the night sky, Hermione and Draco found themselves engaged in a conversation that was equal parts banter and unexpected connection. The echoes of their shared past remained, but in that fleeting moment, they were just two individuals, seeking understanding amidst the ruins of their old world.

And as they talked, the walls that had divided them for so long seemed to crumble, leaving room for something new, something that neither of them had anticipated – the possibility of an unlikely friendship, and perhaps, even more.

[liliansilverstuff]

“Alright love, I think you’ve had enough,” he said. The ease with which he was able to remove the bottle of tequila from her hand was telling; her slackened grip an indication of significant inebriation.

Not that he needed further confirmation; the way she’d been uncharacteristically running her mouth all evening had been enough.

They had hosted a cat-themed halloween party (everyone had to come as some kind of cat) and she still had a black nose and whiskers painted on her face.

“I’m just saying! I thought Harry was in love with you for a while that year. He was like… obsessssssed with you,” she said, then shifted her voice to a highly decent imitation of Potter.

“Oh, I can’t go to dinner, I have to see what Malfoy’s doing. Where’s Malfoy? Why isn’t he at Quidditch practice? I think he’s in the Room of Requirement. Malfoy Malfoy Malfoy.”

She was draped over her bed with her upper shoulders hanging off, and Draco was sure the blood must be running to her head by now. Placing his hand wide and flat on her back, he gently hoisted her up.

“Ron even said that Harry stayed up at night watching you,” she said, rubbing at an itch on her nose, and smearing black makeup all over her hand and cheek.

“Okay, you’ve gone entirely barmy.”

“No no!” she said, beginning to slur considerably. “He could see your little feetprints,” she said, using two blackened fingers to make a little walking motion.

“You mean footprints?”

“Thas what I said, feetprints!”

“I see, and where were these feetprints of mine?”

“ON THE MAP!” she suddenly shouted, then shifted to a dramatic whisper. “The map of the whole castle and all its secret passageways!”

Draco scowled at this. He’d never heard of such a thing.

“You have to say, ‘I swear I am up to some mischief’ and then it all is revealed to you, you see?”

Raising his eyebrows high, he scooped her up off the bed. “Alright, I think a cool bath would be a good idea.”

She gasped in affront, but put her arms around his neck at the same time.

“Wooooow, Draco Malfoy is going to give me a bath; Harry would be so jealous.”

“You are never drinking tequila again,” he said, as his own cat tail got caught in the bathroom door.

Chapter 16 is up!

[nidamae-approvedhpfanfics]

Cute little story:

Draco Malfoy rescues a rather inebriated Hermione Granger after he sees someone slip something into her drink. Drunken conversation ensues. Dramoine. ONE SHOT

Rated: T, English, Romance, [Hermione G., Draco M.], Words: 3k+, Favs: 2k+, Follows: 421, Published: Aug 1, 2014

[lovergurrl411]

I eat like a bird, but I drink alcohol like a fish. I am now going on a dry writing journey for a year for my sanity and my health.

This might go horrific or be the best thing that's ever happened to me.

Weight: 191

Original Pages written: 1

Fanfiction Pages written: 2

Total pages written: 3

I will update in 1 week. Wish me luck, or send me mental bottles of wine.

[neighboursblindeyes]

"But," he said after a minute, "at this point, I suppose I deserve to burn. I wonder, if you'll burn too." His face was suddenly close to hers, she could feel the air from his words brushing against her skin. His lips crashed into hers.

EXCUSE MEEEE ??1?@?11,ED

[slytherholicficrecs]

Title: Harry Potter and the Curse of the Malfoy Dildo

Author: daisymondays

Rating: Teen

Length: 5,442

Summary: When Harry goes to a Charity Auction he doesn't expect to come away with a sex toy that used to belong to the Malfoy Family, and he certainly doesn't expect to bond himself to it - but then again, when has Harry's life ever gone as he expects?

[acanadianmuggle]

Rated T - oneshot - complete - 1461 words

Four times Harry and Ginny tried to get Hermione and Draco together, and one time they didn't.