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Best 8th Year Drarry Fics

(Off the top of my head and according to me.)

I absolutely love 8th year fics! These are my top picks:

Nice Things by Aideomai

This one’s just so sweet and lovely, I adore it. Best comfort fic, best fluff.

Two to Lie and One to Listen by fluxweed

Hermione pretends to date Draco, and Harry gets jealous. This fic is funny, sweet, and oh so romantic. I love it.

Written on the Heart by who-la-hoop

After getting hit by a soulmark curse, Draco gets a soulmark of Harry’s name. Harry… doesn’t get anything. Cue the sweet angst. Draco and Blaise are so good in this.

Oxytocin by woulditwere

Draco can only sleep if Harry is nearby. Lovely hurt/comfort with plenty of angst. It’s marked as missing the final chapter, but I consider this fic complete. It has an ending that is plenty satisfying. I assume the author wanted to add an epilogue, but it really doesn’t need it.

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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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me, browsing for fanfiction: ah yes. the ol’ “enemies to friends to lovers” trope. or, as i like to call it, the foes to bros to hoes AU

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Talk to Me

honestly one of my favs,

harry gets hit with a spell and is temporarily blind and deaf and draco helps him and is super sweet ashshgsjsldkhd

https://m.fanfiction.net/s/5401510/1/Talk-to-Me

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The time when Harry and Malfoy are surprisingly domestic; And Ron nearly cannot process that :

Ron would never believe what he was seeing before his eyes.

Malfoy lived in a studio flat now, Harry had said. They had buried their old rivalry now, Harry had said. Harry was quite taken up with the blond ferret git now, he had said.

What Ron expected though, was certainly not this.

Upon stepping out of the floo into the living room, Hermione in tow, Ron’s brows began to furrow in confusion. The sight which welcomed him was a large, spacey room with sparsely furniture covering its white marble floor. The fireplace behind him cackles loudly, illuminating the huge wooden table in the middle of the room etched with meticulously designed carvings. The room was dimly lit otherwise, an open kitchen to the corner of the flat and paintings decorating the ivory coloured walls, family heirlooms floating along a corridor leading to a door which could only be the bathroom. At a side, a sofa with golden trimmings sat.

When Harry said studio flat, Ron did not expect this large, posh room with space enough to host a party. But of course, he wouldn’t expect less with Malfoy. If Malfoy was to live in a studio flat, it would be a mansion studio.

But what Ron really didn’t expect, was the sight before him. On the bed. An odd feeling welled up within Ron, as he felt his chest had ceased working to take breaths in. He felt like he was intruding into a fantasy bubble.

Because before him, Malfoy was perched in the middle a king size bed which was placed several feet off the ground on a small platform, half lying against the wall behind him. With one hand, he was flipping a book casually held in it, and the other hand…was currently wrapped protectively around the figure basically on top on him.

Ron could recognize that nest of messy dark hair anywhere, having known his best friend for a decade and said best friend’s profile always plastered on posters. What he could not begin to process, was that Harry was currently lying face down, sprawled across Malfoy, snoring softly. His face was buried deep against Malfoy’s collar bone, arms loosely clutching the body under him, in his, apparently, deep slumber. Malfoy’s chin was resting gently atop Harry’s head, eyes peering down at his book in concentration. A comfortable-looking duvet was thrown across both of their bodies, covering Harry waist down. Malfoy’s arms were left out.

What slightly unnerved Ron was, the both of them looked so cozy that it seemed like they had resumed the same position for the millionth time. Ron has no idea that this was the definition of “taken up”.

Hearing commotion, Malfoy eventually lifted his head up from his literature. He blinked at the couple before him for a moment, sighed, but not unkindly, then shifted.

To Ron’s slight horror, the ferret shut his book after marking his place in it, throwing it to a side, then used his now free hand to…begin slipping it into the head of dark hair resting on his chest. His fingers moved smoothly, tangling in the messiness. Ron looked on as Malfoy slowly caressed and massaged the scalp.

Then Malfoy began speaking, in the most gentle tone Ron had heard the git used that lacked every ounce of bitterness that he was familiar with. “Love, get up. They’re here.”

Gradually, the still figure on him began to stir. Clinging to Malfoy yet, he reached up to rub a fist into his eyes. Harry was not wearing his glasses, Ron noticed. Malfoy smiled down at him affectionately, a smile so secretive that Ron was not sure that he should be allowed to watch. Uneasiness in him remained, he watched on. Malfoy thumbed away a strand of hair which was blocking Harry’s face, cupping the cheeks in a light grasp and pressed a kiss to the scarred forehead, rousing his lover to wakefulness. Ron inhaled sharply.

Harry made a noise of confusion, but got up from his spot previously basically stuck to Malfoy. He staggered up, stepping down from the platform of the bed, which made him stand taller than Malfoy’s sitting form. A side of his face was red with imprints from being pressed to Malfoy’s shirt. Malfoy looked up at him with an almost fond, open expression on his face, soft smile still lingering. They started a what seemed like silent conversation with glances, or so Ron assumed, before Harry pointed a thumb towards the corridor. Malfoy nodded. “Go, shoo,” He said, waving a hand.

Then he turned to Ron and Hermione, acknowledging them for the first time since they got into the flat. “Sorry about that,” He said, with no intention of moving from the bed, “Poor one was working himself exhausted from doing overtime the whole week. He thought he could stay awake. I bet he can’t.” He gave a polite but slightly smug grin to Ron, and Ron suddenly found everything surreal.

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“Aww,” Hermione whispered beside him while they all wait for Harry to come out of the bathroom, “Aren’t they so cute?”

“Yeah,” Ron found himself agreeing, his voice faint to his own ears, “Which is exactly the issue here. What the hell was that?”

(just a short one)

(more?)

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Harry has been secretly pining over Malfoy for some time now, and it becomes particularly obvious during their eighth year when the two boys share a dorm room. Malfoy calls Harry out on it, forcing him to not only admit his feelings, but also to come out of the closet. Harry is mortified. Malfoy teases him with his fellow Slytherins, but is totally different when he finally gets Harry alone. Maybe there was a reason Malfoy called Harry out on his feelings… and maybe that reason was meant to be much more innocent than it ended up being.

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Hiii! Love your blog! It’s been very helpful. Do you happen to any 8th year (doesnt have to be though) fics where draco just doesn’t talk. Whether that be because he’s gone mute, or a hex, or something? Also like I said it doesn’t have to be 8th year. It can also be of draco never talking if you know any any. Thank you!!

Hello nonnie~ I can’t recall any fics so all I have is this tag from AO3 : #Muteness  

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ETA: Thank you guys so much for the fic recs ♥

Hearts See Where Eyes Are Blind by tessarwyn [E, 75k]

War is not glorious. Victor and hero are not synonymous. Vengeance and greed are commonplace. Draco wasn’t expecting forgiveness and compassion, but he found it. Story is set post seventh-year with a different interpretation of the final battle.   ~ 2013.05

Let Me Be Your Voice by @mab-speaks​ [E, 47k]

As the hero of the revolution, Harry leads the wizarding world in its efforts to rebuild; but first old wounds must be tended, rifts caused by hate mended, and his history with Draco Malfoy seems like the perfect place to start. ★ HD Holidays 2012

Silenced by the Night by @parkkate [M, 55k]

After a spell goes horribly wrong, Harry has to deal with the loss of his eyesight. It’s such terrible timing, too, because how is he supposed to find out what Malfoy has been up to in the Room of Requirement? It’s not like he can ask the git, not only because it’s Malfoy, but also because the Slytherin has suddenly lost his voice. While they’re both trapped in the hospital wing, however, Harry discovers there’s so much he didn’t know about Malfoy, and it’s highly intriguing, but also a bit alarming. Where did all these confusing feelings come from all of a sudden? And what is Harry going to do about them?  ★ HD Consent Fest 2018

The Standard You Walk Past by @bafflinghaze [M, 46k]

On returning to Hogwarts for their Eighth Year, Headmistress McGonagall decided to room Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter together. She may have hoped for a leading example of house unity; the other students fully expected insults and fights. But nothing happened.  ~ 2015.03

✔ masterlist

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““Potter,” Draco called out over the hum of conversation swirling around them in the tight corridor. The gasps didn’t surprise Draco as much as the still silence. As if the people around them expected hexes to fly once Potter saw him. They parted to either side of the hallway leaving a clear line between him and Potter, who grinned cheekily, as if he were happy to see Draco. “Malfoy!” “I see you’ve decided to stop skulking around. Show your face again in public.” Oh no. Potter didn’t get a pass on his behavior. Not from Draco Lucius Malfoy. But Harry just looked confused. He cocked his head and said, “You’re taking this Malfoy thing a bit seriously.” That caught Draco off guard. He was not taking the Malfoy thing too seriously. He was Malfoy! Draco pushed closer. “What are you doing here, Potter?” Potter’s grin didn’t falter even as the crowd around them sensed the mood change. “Um, it’s a Harry Potter con. And you do know that’s not my real name, right?””

— Sometimes We Take Chances by Burning_Up_A_Sun

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Hello! Can you please help me find this fic that I’m looking for. Basically Harry and Draco somehow got bonded (8th year) and they can read each other’s mind(?). They also can’t stay away from each other. So they have to live together in the school. There’s also this professor/scientist/doctor guy that comes and sees what’s wrong with them and stuff. I think at the end it turns out that either he did it as an experiment or he knew the cure but didn’t say cuz he wanted to see what would happen

I think it’s this one : 

In Evidence of Magical Theory by @bixgirl1​ [E, 43.7k]

In which Harry and Draco can’t fight, and so they fall in love instead.When a hex meant for Draco accidentally catches Harry as well, the pair are forced to learn to understand each other in ways they previously might have thought impossible.   ~ 2017.01

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“Even if he didn’t care for Draco in that way, they’d still spent the better part of the last year in bed with each other. It was only natural that Harry had developed some measure of fondness for him, right? It was okay to miss him a little. Or maybe he just missed the sex? That was certainly understandable. It’d been good sex. Really, really good sex. The best sex Harry’d ever had. Well, the only sex Harry’d ever had, to be fair. But that didn’t mean he couldn’t tell it was above average. It was like cake, wasn’t it? He didn’t have to be some sort of, of cake expert to recognize when one was fantastic. Cake was cake, and some of it was really good, and when you took a bite of it, you just knew. Sex with Draco had been like that, sort of. Except now, shit, now— “I really want cake,” Harry said glumly, staring into the bottom of his pint glass. He really should have compared sex with Draco to something less likely to give him drunken cravings. Quidditch, maybe? Oh, or chocolate. No, wait, fuck. Not chocolate, because now Harry wanted chocolate cake.”

— A Convenient Impracticality by firethesound

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Severus Snape, Miles Bletchley Additional Tags: Post-War, Quidditch, Getting Together, Humor, Rubber Ducks, Bath Sex, Snape Lives, Smut, First Time Summary:

War makes for strange bedfellows. However that doesn’t fully explain how Harry ended up sharing his bath with Draco Malfoy… nor why Malfoy was a rubber duck at the time.

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“There’s something else … that needs to be sucked,“ said Draco, breathing heavily. Harry grinned, crawled forward and sucked at Draco’s earlobe. "So sorry,” he murmured, “I forgot all about your ears.”

— Welcome to the Broom Closet by incapricious

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“Harry smirked as he pulled Malfoy’s trousers and pants down to his ankles, freeing his erection for Harry to see. It was exactly like every other bit of Malfoy: long, pale, beautiful, and prone to blushing. The tip was almost red and it glistened with a single drop of pre-come. Harry nuzzled against it, feeling the smear of wetness on his cheek. “You missed.” Malfoy deadpanned, tugging lightly at Harry’s hair again.”

— Finding the Fit by @fantasyfiend09

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Author: chibaken | Word Count: 7.7k | Rating: M

Summary: Being the master of a kneazle was absolutely horrible.(Or, Harry loves his kneazle to death even if he won’t admit it, and he’s extremely pissed that she keeps running off to Malfoy.)

Review: So cute, hilarious and sexy all in one! An overzealous young witch trying to prove he’s in love with her ends up obviously proving herself wrong while also making Harry the master of a new soulmate hunting kneazle. 

At first reluctant, eighth year soon becomes impossible with his new shadow who also infuriates him (as most cats do) by constantly running off to Malfoy. A smug Mafloy who does nothing to make the situation any easier, much to Harrys chagrin. But in the end, it’s just as the authors tag says - “it’s basically drarry falling in love with each other and a cat.”

I had an intense need to cuddle my cat after reading this of course. 

Mood Music: Eighth Year, Fluff, Humour

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Hi! I was searching for a drarry fic and found you and was wondering if you could help me find it, please! It was a story where Luna was responsible for a orphanage (I’m not really sure if they helped orphans from the war or squibs) and Draco and Harry helped her And Luna was really lovely and helped them get together in that crazy and perfect way she has And if I’m not mistaken they organized a fanfare at Diagon Alley with the kids Thanx 💕

Hello nonnie! It doesn’t sound familiar to me. I hope my lovely followers can help you :)

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ETA: Thank you for your help, @lilyinthebreeze​ @maesterchill​ ♥

The Girl in the Kneazle Nightie by Saras_Girl [T, 29k]

All Luna wants is for her friends to be happy. Harry and Draco aren’t going to make it easy for her, but that’s okay. She has a plan.  ★ H/D Smoochfest : Songspiration 2015