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for the @drarrymicrofic prompt slander. 700ish words (below the cut). Thank you @holygnocchi for the speedy beta!

SEXY SCOUNDREL SCORES SULKY SAVIOUR?

Draco Malfoy, notorious former Death Eater and all around n’er-do-well, was spotted on 22 June flirting over Fortescue’s with none other than the legendary Boy-Who-Lived Harry Potter. Potter has not been romantically linked to anyone since two years ago when he ended his engagement with….

Harry slams the paper onto the table between them. “There. You got your Prophet headline. There’s even a picture. Are we done now?”

“Darling,” Malfoy said sarcastically, “we’re just getting started.”

Malfoy had shown up for breakfast — which was not, actually, a meal that Harry typically ate. Being keyed into the Grimmauld Place wards had been one of the terms of Malfoy’s blackmail, and he’d been abusing the privilege for the past two weeks.

He looked far too well for this early in the morning. He was wearing jeans (jeans!), which were clean and flattering, a shirt that was tighter across his chest than any shirt needed to be, and the slight curl of his shiny hair was slightly damp from the shower — which, unfortunately, Harry now knew meant he’d already had his morning exercise.

Harry took Malfoy’s commitments to physical fitness and early mornings as further proof of his still-evil nature.

Also. There was the blackmail.

“What more could you possibly want?”

“I have a few ideas.” Malfoys eyes raked him up and down and Harry shifted back, wary, in his seat. Harry was wearing threadbare pajama bottoms and a shirt that read “All my squeezes love Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes.” He had not yet showered. That weekend.

The bitter screw of humiliation tightened in his gut. Malfoy just sat there, staring and smirking, and Harry had had enough.

“You know what?” Harry half-yelled, rising from the table. “Go on and tell them! Tell the papers, tell my boss, tell whoever you want! I’d rather be sacked than spend another second with you in my house or my life.”

Malfoy looked unbothered. “Are you sure about that? You haven’t even heard what I’m going to ask you for.”

“I don’t bloody care—”

“A shag.”

Dumbstruck, Harry felt his mouth open and close. Like a fish. He might as well have been underwater: it suddenly felt very difficult to breathe.

“Everyone already thinks were fucking,” Malfoy added. “So why not?”

“To be clear,” Harry said slowly. Disbelievingly. “As part of your ploy to rehabilitate your image, you’re blackmailing me into sleeping with you.”

“Well.” Malfoy said thoughtfully. “I'm already blackmailing you. I’m offering to sleep with you. Considering the way you’ve been panting after me the past few weeks, I would say I’m doing you a favor.”

“Panting— “

“You don’t really want me to tell the papers what I know. And you don’t really want me to leave, either. I think what you really want is to get down on your knees and put my cock in your pretty mouth.”

Speechless. That was this feeling. Total inability to speak. There were, actually, no words in the entire scope of the English language sufficient to encompass the absurdity—the outrage—the disgust… Harry had never—he would never—

“Never,” Harry finally choked out. “Get the fuck out of my house, Malfoy.”

Malfoy didn’t move. He settled back further in Harry’s dining chair. The fucker actually spread his legs a little wider.

“No,” Malfoy said.

“I can make you leave.”

“But you won’t.” Malfoy’s hand drifted down to the front of his trousers.

“I—“ Harry would not be goaded into a schoolboy argument. In his own kitchen. At eight o'clock in the morning. If Malfoy wanted to test him—fine. Harry would make him regret it.

It took two strides to reach him and kick the chair out from under his stupid, creepily long legs. It took one hard yank from Harry’s hands to pull him up and throw him against the wall. Malfoy’s smug head made a very satisfying thunk against the greasy, dusty plaster.

Malfoy’s eyes were burning, matching the two flaming peaks of his sharp cheekbones. “Harder, Harry,” he said mockingly.

Harry was going to kill him with his bare hands. He said so.

Then Malfoy shifted his hips, pushing them against Harry’s. “Is that a killing curse in your pocket, then? Or are you just happy to see me?”

“Fuck you,” Harry said, desperately, and dropped to his knees.

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Kintsugi

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pliant — Draco/Ron (100 words)

for Drabble Dabble June

Malfoy’s defiant at first, like always, a contradiction of pushes and pulls as his back hits the mattress. 

“Fuck you,” he spits, even as he grips into Ron’s hair, yanking him impossibly closer. 

Ron’s smirk drags across the knife-edge of Malfoy’s collarbone. “It’s the other way round, remember.”

“Not again,” Malfoy groans through gritted teeth. “Not after this.”

Ron shuts him up with a tug on his belt. It doesn’t take long to have Malfoy shuddering, contrariness eked out of him bit by bit. This is how Ron likes him best, pliant and supple. Breathless. 

“Sure,” Ron says. “Never again.”

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We 💚 Draco Fest Day Eighteen

Today is dedicated to the legend that is Sent Down. This fic has everything; epic smut, an original plot, angst and action. Drop what you're doing and go and read it now!

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Title: Sent Down

Rating: Explicit

Word count: 42,615

Warnings/Tags: Draco Malfoy in Azkaban, Down and Out Harry Potter, Epilogue What Epilogue, Abuse of Authority, Accidental Voyeurism, Hazing, Angst with a Happy Ending, Past Infidelity, Infidelity is not between Harry and Draco

Summary: When a scandal forces Harry into a post at Azkaban, he braces himself to see Draco Malfoy again. After ten years in prison, he’s certain he’ll find a desperate, broken, shell of the boy he once knew.

Except Draco isn’t desperate. Or broken. Or in need of saving.

Draco Malfoy is thriving.

Author's note: A huge thank you to H for the alpha help; your insights were so valuable!

A life debt to C for the alpha and beta and cheerreading and talking me down from burning the whole thing to ashes. I can't thank you enough <3

This story features alternating points of view, with each section marked by a symbol: a lightning bolt for Harry’s POV, and a constellation for Draco.

Prompter: @jelliewrites

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i'm a bit late to this party, but i'd love to hear about cinnamon roll??

EEEEEE ok I am so glad you asked because I haven’t touched it in a hot minute due to fest things, but damn do I like this PWP, pretty sure this evolved out of a horny jail discussion long ago… 🫦

Harry wasn’t going to say it, but Albus fucking did. “You look just like your dad, Scorp!”

Think morally grey DILF Harry and sweet petite teen cinnamon roll Scorpius plus a whiff of Drarry angst

It’s Scorpius’ first time, getting extra stretched on Harry’s cock and babied/condescended to like “shh I know it hurts sweet boy, you can take it, can’t you?”

You can prolly expect a dash of dacryphilia and (surprise!) daddy kink 💦

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Weasley is our King

Full art can be found here: Bluesky or AO3

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Slander | @drarrymicrofic | 190 words

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Draco has an oral fixation. Full art: Bluesky / AO3

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slander: @drarrymicrofic (50 words)

The hot slick of Harry’s tongue, the firm grip of his fingers in Draco’s hair.

Draco’s breathless when they break apart, expression desperately fighting for nonchalance but unable to land there. He wars with words instead. “You kiss horribly, Potter.”

“Slander,” Harry grins, knowing, tugging him closer. “Let’s try again.”

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FIC: The Understudies

Author: Anon (for now!)

Pairing(s): Teddy Lupin/Albus Severus Potter/James Sirius Potter, Teddy Lupin/James Sirius Potter, Teddy Lupin/Albus Severus Potter

Rating: Explicit

Warning(s): No Archive Warnings Apply

Word Count: 4,037

Tags: Threesome - M/M/M, Light Incest, Jealousy, Manipulation, Teddy Lupin is a Little Shit, Unrequited Love, Minor Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Teddy Lupin is Obsessed with Harry Potter, Dubious Consent

Summary: Every time Harry rejects him, Teddy fucks one of his sons.

Author's Note: Written for the_invisibility_bloke's prompt: Both Potter boys have a massive crush on their cool older almost-brother and have competed for his attention as long as they can remember. Luckily, there's enough of Teddy to go around.

A gigantic thank you to C and F for their amazing beta work. Thank you for helping me shine up this dark little piece ❤️

Prompter: @the-invisibility-bloke

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He’s trying to make eggs.

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Hello I'm gonna need "Proxy War" this sounds messy. Please tell me it's messy?

Officially no longer a wip now! Should post sometime before the end of the month. And it is definitely messy, hoo-boy. It's anon, so can't share a snippet, but I can show you the diagram I drew when I was making sure the sex scene I was planning to write made sense.

Messy messy messy.

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I’m going to ask about ‘Apple’ 👀

@maesterchill it is soooo funny you asked about this one too because I keep meaning to message you about your wireless prompt that started this whole wheel spinning that I didn’t get my act together in time to claim. 🍏😂

This fic’s very personal for me. One of my cousin’s had a beautiful queer wedding on my great aunt’s apple orchard and I’ve been dying to write about it. In Drarry terms:

Draco fled to the States after the war and runs an apple orchard in Vermont

Pansy and nb Gin decide to have their wedding there

Draco and Harry are the people of honor, respectively

This is the first time they’re crossing paths in years and Harry is damn curious about Draco’s New England life

Cozy wedding shenanigans ensue

I have continued work on this one tabled for fall after my own wedding 😱 so damn right it’s gonna come from the heart. 💚

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in fair hogwarts, where we lay our scene

from ancient grudge break to new mutiny

where civil blood makes civil hands unclean

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these are all tempting, but tell me about Himbo G pls :)

Ooh yes! This is the one I am most excited to keep working on right now!!! (HOT GARBAGE needs to get finished first tho… 😅)

This is a Drarry + 1 fic where Harry is exhausted trying to keep up with a pregnant Draco’s libido and not sure what to do. A solution presents itself at a charity calendar photo shoot in the form of G.

Cue: A+ husband Harry, a satisfying threesome for Draco, and the character edit we’ve all needed.