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Hot take: the movies ruined the Trio’s chemistry and relationship from the first scene on the Hogwarts Express. Or if not ruined, they were a warning rattle regarding Kloves’ bad habits. The following is a likely incomplete list of changes/omissions from this very important scene, divided by each of the three main characters:

- Book Harry does not buy the whole trolley, but only one of everything so he can try it all. He does not whip his money out in front of Ron, but makes his purchase in the corridor. Harry instantly tells Ron what little he knows about the night he got his scar and about how awful the Dursleys are, even sharing about how he also grew up with nothing but hand-me-downs, reassuring him that he does not look down on him for being poor. He relentlessly picks Ron’s brain on what to do in everyday life as a wizard. He even tries claiming that Ron’s spell worked slightly since “Scabbers’ whiskers are a bit lighter” to keep Ron from worrying about possibly not being a Gryffindor like his brothers and parents.

- Book Ron doesn’t even believe Harry is that Harry until he confirms it to him, he initially thinks the twins are putting him on (the twins help Harry put his trunk up and see his scar when he wipes his brow). He doesn’t cry out “Wicked!” when Harry shows his scar to him, he just stares at it, asks if he remembers anything and says “Wow”, then looks away in self conscious embarrassment. He spills all of his insecurity about being in his brothers’ shadows and his frustration at his poverty to Harry almost immediately. He is at first shocked, then impressed when Harry mentions Voldemort’s name. He reassures Harry that he’ll catch on quickly enough even though the Dursleys hid magic from him for all those years. He initially declines to share in Harry’s sweets until Harry insists that he does. He is not eating and talking with his mouth full when Hermione is with them. Ron is the one who tells Harry that Gringotts was robbed even before they arrive at Hogwarts. You know, like an actual citizen of the Wizarding World would! Ron starts educating Harry on Quidditch, well before McGonagall drafts him as a Seeker. After the (book-only) scuffle with Malfoy and his goons, he fills Harry in on how Lucius was Voldemort’s flunky. 

- Book Hermione abandons Neville when she sees Ron about to perform magic (fascinated by Ron already, Hermione?) and sits down across from him, making herself an equal when he tries the fake spell George told him on Scabbers, rather than standing in the doorway to look down on him. She gives a full paragraph-long, breathless speech to Harry and Ron about her fascination yet limited experience with magic before she even introduces herself. She does not sneer at Ron when he introduces himself to her does not give a haughty “Pleasure”, and he’s not stuffing his face while talking to her because he’s not a complete buffoon. Hermione does not recognize Harry on sight (she identifies him instantly in the movie, starting a VERY bad movie habit of Hermione knowing things she REALLY should not, no matter how many books she reads), but rather she chatters on about how she read all about him once he introduces himself. Hermione does NOT repair Harry’s glasses. She then gives another long, breathless, anxiety-fueled lecture on her preferred house before finally deciding to get back to Neville and his Trevor problem. She then returns to scold them about the Malfoy incident and properly annoy Ron for the first time.

So yes, one of the core foundations of Harry and Ron’s bond was glossed over. I mean, these two boys shared most of their deepest fears and hurts within minutes of meeting. 

Harry’s eagerness to even have a friend to share candy with was downplayed. Ron is almost depicted as a leech in the movies when in the books he is almost always extremely uncomfortable with accepting anything of monetary value from Harry, starting with the candy.

Ron’s decency and goodness are largely taken away and he is instead a silly, gluttonous, incompetent oaf. 

Hermione’s anxiety, rudeness and at times dreadful social skills are turned WAY down. They don’t even have poor Neville standing there abandoned because Hermione ditched him to observe the failed Yellow Rat spell and lecture Harry and Ron twice.  They only have her show her anxiety during the sorting ceremony when they have her talk to herself, which is ironic since in the book she LEAPS to the stool and jams the Hat on her head.

So, the warning signs were there from the beginning. The beautiful relationship and balance of the Trio, one of the very cores of the series, was torpedoed the very first time they met on screen.

Thanks for the submission. I totally agree

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Fanfic writers really said "in any universe, in any scenario, despite any obstacle, these people would love each other" and I think that's very cool of us

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Prompts no 25, 27, 31 angst and non happy ending because I'm a little sad

The affair

Dialogue prompt 31- I want you to list every lie you ever told me.. then I'll forgive you | I hope whoever you are, you're doing better now. My apologies for bringing it out pretty late.

TW- ANGST | Harry loved him, only till fire burned.

Prompt 25 | prompt 27

It could have been love.

Or perhaps it was love until the arson had lasted and the land got buried in the ashes. Maybe it was love, until the fire remained burning, and the air had stated vanishing and soon it died.

He always knew he thought love was a transaction, to get something back in return for what you deposit in, he never believed in it but was Draco swooned. He let himself take the fall hoping that maybe harry would save him. He knew what he was getting into but too fooled was he to believe that love changes people, he held onto the false hope. He assumed, he believed in himself that maybe, just maybe after everything Harry had been through, after everything he fought for, maybe he'd like to not face change anymore. That maybe after everything, he deserved to be loved and deserve to love. That maybe he too felt that there was none who understood him better than Draco like he did, only he should've known.

But once learnt the hard way, draco didn't know how many loses more could he take. Maybe he felt as though he owed it to harry, that perhaps harry was his last shot at love, no matter what happened. Even with the ever consuming lies building up in the relationship that had been going on for 3 years. But Draco would lie to himself if he said he was happy anymore. He used to be, but he hadn't felt the little comfort in the physical affection or more than a chaste kiss in the past few months and he was afraid. Afraid that his inner voice was right.

" I think he's cheating on me " Draco numbly spoke to pansy as he drank his cold coffee

" oh hone-"

" I knew it " Draco interjected.

Pansy gave him a pity look but oh she knew too. She knew he was cheating. The lies Harry had fed only worked a little.

" how do you know ?" Pansy asked, holding a little of Draco's hand in a comforting touch over the table.

" he told me he'd be at the office yesterday. I went to drop him something but he wasn't there. He had left hours ago " Draco replied blankly stating at pansy drawing circles on the upper side of his hand

" but you can't be sure " pansy sighed.

Draco hummed, deciding to not further talk about it.

Perhaps days went by, Draco had stopped counting, he has stopped looking at the calender when their anniversary passed as a forgotten date. Perhaps weeks since Harry tried to come home and cuddle with Draco. And maybe month too when they last went on a date.

Why was Draco doing this to himself? Fear.

He watched as the light, the spark, the fire diminish in Harry's eyes for Draco but a new one was born each day he left for work, like he had something to look forward to. He felt it in Harry's soft light chaste touches that they weren't a secret, private anymore, they were of Someone else too. He even smelled the perfume of another one on Harry's shirt. Yet he rested in fear, fear he'd never be loved again. Because even if everything, harry still was his boyfriend, by tag but he was.. it was all in the labels. But He didn't even come to Draco's work party.

" why don't you leave him ?" Blaise had asked. Draco only shrugged, yawning.

" do you even sleep anymore?" Blaise tried asking again. Draco shrugged once again. He had lost count of hours he slept too.

But alone in the night, sitting on a bed in loneliness even with the body next to him, he cried relentlessly in silent sobs. He would bite his palm to keep the muffles inside as he'd stare at the man he'd once loved, become Lost. He missed the harry who'd kiss him before sleeping or who'd whisper good night or the one's who dragged draco to shower with him or the harry who'd visit between works to take him out for lunch.. he missed the harry that was only his own and not shared as a public property.

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He sat alone on the table of a family dinner as his father for first In a while looked at Draco in pity sitting next to an empty chair, reserved for his love who never showed up.

" we should start. He must be stuck with something " Draco Whispered.

Narcissa hesitantly nodded, helping serve the dinner and the family ate in low Whispers and soft chews.

And then perhaps as if an old friend has knocked his door, Draco was met with the young boy who loved Harry in his rivalry,who stood for what was right, for what wasn't just to him, one who believed that if love existed he'd never settle for less. Slamming the door shut, Draco instead of disapparating, stumbled back home with one bottle of whiskey he couldn't even drink because of the drowning heart that yearned sobriety.

" where were you ?" Harry has asked sitting on the sofa, watching TV at midnight when draco had stumbled back home.

But draco didn't respond, placed the bottle on the counter top, only little drunk, unknown tears smeared across his face.

" I asked you a question Draco, where were you ?" Harry sternly asked as he turned around to watch Draco

" are you fucking drunk ?' harry was perhaps disgusted but it only made Draco laugh. A mock.

" do you ask your other boy that too ?"

" what- what other boy ?" But harry was a bad liar.

Draco sniffed in as he walked forwards, collapsed on the couch next to Harry's and stared blankly out of the window, tears immediately blurring his vision.

" it was my parents anniversary today? Do you remember ? I told you a day before yesterday to be there, even sent a memo ? Did you receive ?" Draco asked, his legs shaking.

" oh- see I kept thinking I was forgetting something. I'm so sorry babe-"

" don't-call-me-that" Draco sneered

" what is the matter with you ?" Harry asked thoroughly offended

But Draco only exhaled a shaky breath, his hands contributing to the shakiness and he finally landed his eyes upon the man he had lost.

" was I not enough ?" His voice broke as he asked, staring into Harry's lost face

" what are you even on about-"

" your affair harry. Your bloody affair " Draco raised his voice so as to be stern, confident that be wasn't lying.

" what ? I don't have any affair. I'm offended that you even think that Draco. After everything we've been through-"

"bullshit " Draco snapped

" you think I can't see it Harry ? I can sense it across an entire room if you're there or not, don't you think I wouldn't know that the man I loved is not just Mine anymore ?"

" you're being ridiculous " harry rolled his eyes.

Draco gave Harry a weak smile before he went on " do you remember the last time you told me you loved me ?"

Harry frowned as he thought upon until the realisation hit " i- I didn't realize -"

" I don't blame you " Draco shook his head " I can't even if I Want to. Perhaps I am infact not enough.. perhaps I've failed to be who you wanted me to be. I don't blame you harry, I don't-"

" Draco, there's nothing going-"

" what's his name ?" Draco interjected

" there's no one "

" does he make you happy ?" Draco asked weakly

" Draco, there isn't-"

" does he kiss better than I do ?" Draco asked, his voice breaking.

Harry sighed " I'm not cheating Draco "

" then when did you fall out of love with me ?" Draco asked

Harry stared at Draco long enough to see the pain turning to mocking numbness " I never did "

" liar " Draco sneered as he looked away, not even bringing his hands up to wipe his tears.

" I love you Draco-"

" liar " Draco suddenly raised his voice " you're a pathetic liar " he sobbed

" all this time I tried to forgive you in my head but I only need to ask one thing, what did I do to deserve this ?" Draco sobbed

Harry's face filled with pity as he closed distance between them to wipe Draco's tears away but he jerked his hands away.

" I didn't mean for it to happen " harry finally said as he looked down at his feets, as though he was disgusted in himself.

Draco looked at harry attentively " how long ?"

" Draco-"

" how long harry ?" Draco asked sniffing

" 5 months " harry replied. It should not have been a blow, not have hurt this bad, because Draco already knew but he did. Tears rapidly burning his face as pathetic sobs left his lips and he looked away as if he couldn't bear to look at harry.

" it meant nothing to me Draco-"

" it doesn't matter " Draco interjected, heaving for a long breath

" no I mean it Draco, it didn't mean anything "

" if it didn't mean anything then why were you with him tonight instead of me ?"

But in hopes of trying to fix things, harry couldn't formulate an answer without hurting Draco.

" I really loved you harry, I still do and I hate myself for it but I will let you go "

" Draco Don't-"

" I have loved you enough but in hopes of trying to keep you close, I have made you runaway from me and that's no one's but my own fault. Perhaps I loved you too much or too little but neither of it was enough to make you stay " Draco cried in silent tears.

" don't say that Draco. Please. I still love you. I never stopped. I'll leave him for you. I only love you. It was a mistake Draco. I promise it won't happen again. I'm sorry Draco, please, please forgive me " harry begged

Draco offered Harry a little smile before he took Harry's hands in how own, locking their finger's together and kissing his knuckles.

" I Want you to list every lie you ever told. Then maybe I'll forgive you "

And in that sweetness Draco left Harry more broken than he had ever felt. Filled with regret he had never felt. Pain he had long forgotten. Misery and sorrow he had said good-bye too. But it was in his sweetness harry had loved him and it was in his sweetness he had lost him. That night when Draco went away, with no response, he never came back again and harry was left alone.

It could have been love, or perhaps it was, only until the night was young and the sun had not risen.

Till the mortal fire had burnt.

It's basically midnight thoughts.

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drop the pretense

for @drarrymicrofic prompt “pretend” | no warnings, G | wc 219 | thanks @moonstruckwytch for the beta!

“Are we going to stop pretending? They saw us at the gala, took photos, everything you wanted. And it’s been six months, now.”

Draco steps back, his throat burning. “I suppose… yes. We did agree on six months.”

“Draco, I want to stop pretending,” Harry says, and Draco steps back again, jerkier this time, trying to breathe through the ache in his chest. Setting his jaw, Harry follows, reaching across the space between them, and Draco freezes. Harry’s hand on Draco’s waist is intimately familiar, but the burning light in his eyes is not. “I want to stop pretending.”

“I don’t understand, I thought you–”

“Please let me kiss you.” Harry’s voice is low and wrecked and Draco can’t stop trembling. It’s always been real for him. Always. Yet the possibility of Harry wanting this is overwhelming, when Draco has forced himself to believe that Harry is simply good at pretending.

“You know you can,” Draco whispers, and Harry shakes his head.

“For real. Let me kiss you for real.”

“Yes,” Draco murmurs. “Yes, yes.”

Fingers digging into Draco’s waist, Harry kisses him, fierce and tender all at once, and Draco wants to cry. Real, he tells himself, surrounded by Harry and the blue walls of his own kitchen. Harry wants him. Harry is kissing him.

This is real.

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draco will never forgive him for this

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Couldn’t stop myself when I saw this pose on Pinterest. That’s where my mind’s instantly going... oh well 😂

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NEVER GOT WET: you’ve got questions, he’s got answers. who is harry james potter lupin, what’s his family life like, and who’s his weird new roommate?

this is in response to all the love the first comic i made in this verse got :) i’ll link that in the replies bc tumblr hates links. terribly sorry about the length, this really got away from me. also thanks for 1600 followers!! you guys are insane <3

bonus:

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My dragon boy turned out softer than I intended. Was thinking of him today💙

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Sorry in advance for this

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Is Draco Sexy

why does this feel like a trick question....

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I was in the need for something soft

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“It’s the best chair ever,” he grumbles, turning and sitting in his chair. He’d spent the first half hour after getting the chair readjusting it so that it fits perfectly. Each individual back section has been fitted so it’s moulded for his back, the footrest is the perfect height, and the armrests sit right under his elbows. Perfect. He spins, turning to face Draco, and grins at him, “Look at it!”

“Harry, there is only one reason why a chair is worth looking at,” Draco says, putting his quill down and turning to look at Harry, his eyes shining. His long legs are crossed in front of him, his grey muggle trousers clinging to his muscles, and his shirt tight against his chest. He’s fucking gorgeous. His lips quirk at the corner, his eyes dark and Harry’s stomach swoops, his cock hardening in his trousers.

“Oh yeah?” His voice comes out rough and thick and Draco huffs out a laugh before standing and sauntering over to Harry, his hips swaying, the tell-tale bulge in his trousers giving away just how turned on he is. – From More Than Friends (or Why Draco Malfoy Should Have Sex in His Office)    

This stunning art by @banana-ge-ge is a belated birthday gift for @unadulteratedstorycollector who is an absolute treasure and an MVP in Drarry fandom. If you’re looking for side-splitting Drarry humor, you can’t beat her Just Friends (or Why Draco Malfoy Shouldn’t Have Sex in His Office) series. Kat, you are an amazing person and an incredible writer – you deserve all the best in whatever the future holds. 💜💜💜

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I brought you a fairy tale about a warm autumn evening, about speed and adrenaline, about luck and the glitter of the golden snitch. Not in every fight the winner is the one on top =)

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living with draco

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Art: Room of Requirement Escape

Artist: Cozmowolf113 (orig. “From page to screen” book)