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Harry: Ron come on! Do it!
Ron: I’m not doing it! You are crazy! Crazy, Harry!
Harry: We are best friends, Ron!
Ron: I TOLD YOU I AM NOT DOING IT!
Hermione: What is going on with you two? Why are you fighting like you’re back in Hogwarts again?
Ron: Your best friend is crazy, Hermione! CRAZY! He wants me to break his leg so he can visit Malfoy at St Mungo’s! Again!
Hermione: You what, Harry?
Harry: It’s the only way I can meet Draco! He won’t meet anyone outside of work but if I got injured I can talk to him!
Ron: See, Mione? Crazy!
Harry: Just push me down the stairs, Ron! It’ll be like an accident!
Ron: It’s bad enough you got Ginny to stab you with a quill last week but this is totally madness, Harry! Why are you going this far to see Malfoy?
Harry: Because I’m in love with him!
Ron & Hermione: …
Ron: Stand up and walk to the stairs so I can push you
Harry: Okay!
Hermione: HARRY NO!
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so many drarry fics retcon both characters. like they have to make either draco or harry an angsty, apologetic uwu when the best thing about a potential draco and harry dynamic is the SASS turned up to 1000000%. like both draco and harry have confidence and arrogance big enough to rival gods. harry "no need to call me sir, professor" potter and draco "i know my parents lives are at stake and that i'm failing but i don't want your help snape because the glory is mine and i can do it better than you anyways" malfoy. draco is really intelligent while harry is insanely talented when it comes to magic. the moment you try to top/bottom them or have some kind of power imbalance, you've missed. because they're evenly matched in ego, wit and will and NEITHER of them have inferiority complexes. draco just likes to peacock in front of harry and harry's constantly trying to squish the annoying bug that will not die which is draco. they are each other's perfect torment because they have what the other desires and that will always make them stupid with rage, unable to stop thinking about each other. they are each other's mirror of erised.
like you get it or you don't
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When Malfoy kisses him, Harry wonders for a horrible second if this is just another dream. It wouldn't be the first time, after all; Harry’s subconscious conjuring up Malfoy, long-haired and smiling as he pushes Harry up against the wall, one careless hand at Harry’s throat, the other in his hair; or Malfoy pinked up from bed-heat and rumpled from sleep, moving slowly over Harry in a bed that’s too comfortable to be a Grimmauld bed and too big to be anything but a dream bed. But no, he thinks, in Harry’s dreams Malfoy doesn’t have tired lines around his eyes, and he doesn’t have any scars, especially not so many, flickering in and out of Harry’s vision with every shift of his collar as Malfoy moves restlessly, baring his throat to Harry’s mouth. In Harry’s dreams, Malfoy’s fingers are more sure, more demanding. Dream Malfoy always takes what he wants, but this must be real, because this Malfoy is cautious, waiting for Harry to move again, watching Harry from under his downturned translucent lashes that Harry has never seen this close up.
from In the Hallway by @tackytigerfic
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Part 1? Of Plan M
Based on this text post that I laughed at for like 20 mins
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“perhaps we should consider keeping him”
Narcissa set down her teacup with a gentle clink, her hands folding neatly on the table. "If I may," she said, her voice serene, "this is the liveliest breakfast we've had in years, darling. Perhaps we should consider keeping him."
Harry's head jerked up, caught off guard. "Oh, er—I—"
Draco's alarm was instantaneous. "Mother," he warned, sitting bolt upright.
Narcissa raised a brow. “What? I am simply stating the obvious. You eat when he’s around. The elves like him. He doesn’t seem bothered by our generational trauma or our terrifying cutlery collection.”
“I am extremely bothered by your cutlery collection,” Harry interjected. “That carving knife literally has a skull on the handle.”
Draco threw his hands in the air. “Exactly! Pray tell, Potter—why are you still here?”
Harry flipped the last pancake with a flourish. “Because, Draco, despite your stunning lack of emotional intelligence and your horrifying butter dish, I like making you breakfast.”
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something about how during eighth year, draco twists his hair up into a bun right at the back of his head, but where the hell is he supposed to get a hair tie? so he sticks his wand in it to keep it up, of course, but then what’s he supposed to do when he needs to use his bloody wand? and here comes stupid potter, oooooh he can do wandless magic, isn’t he so special and so goddamn annoying? well clearly he doesn’t need that wand then, so draco will just take it right off the table thank you very much, and stick it right in the bun at the back of his head, and carry on practicing his spells. only that, it actually holds quite well and he tends to forget it’s there, and nobody really asks any questions when they see him parading around hogwarts with the chosen one’s wand sticking out of his hair.
anyway, on the rare occasion draco deigns to return harry his wand, harry can’t help but notice it smells like draco’s shampoo, and every once in a while when draco’s using both of those hands to twist up that hair, he’ll hold harry’s wand right between his teeth before he sticks it behind his head, and there’s just something about that.
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Draco and Harry are at each other’s throats again. Nothing new, just another day at Hogwarts with these two. Except this time, Harry, going on insufficient sleep and therefore feeling extra irritable and running out of clever comebacks, snaps at him:
“God, Malfoy, you’re such a little bitch!”
Draco’s mouth drops and his cheeks flush pink, momentarily losing his cool and collected mask in a way that enthralls Harry.
Harry can’t stop thinking of it now. Can’t stop thinking about what it looks like to make Malfoy blush. He decides to test a theory.
Every time they get in a spat, Harry waits till it gets especially heated before throwing out a new insult.
“Whiny bitch!”
Enough to make him stutter out his next comeback.
“Oh I’m a dick? Is that why you suck so much?”
Made him choke (nice).
“Shut your whore mouth, Malfoy.”
The Weasley Clan’s hair envies the tint in Draco’s cheeks.
“You talk too much, I really ought to just gag you.”
A surprisingly effective way to make him speechless.
Soon it seems like Malfoy is practically hunting Harry down to start something, picking fights over the most insignificant things, and saying whatever he knows will get under Harry’s skin the fastest.
Meanwhile, Harry has been spending his nights staring up at his ceiling brainstorming new creative insults to use and wondering what else he could add to them to make Draco squirm.
“Is that all you got, Malfoy? Been using your pretty whore mouth too much? Should have known a little slut like you would be.”
Huh, didn’t know he could squeak like that. Noted.
“Wow, Malfoy, you must really like the feeling of my name on your tongue for how often you’re shouting it. Bet you’d like the taste of it too.”
He must agree, based on the way he licked his lips.
One evening, feeling restless and unable to sleep, Harry took a stroll to the astronomy tower. He propped his elbows on the cool stone of the window sill, and stared up at the stars. Footsteps echoed through the tower, though he didn’t bother turning around.
“Do whores like yourself ever actually learn to be quiet?”
“Only if you fuck them hard enough.”
Draco responded coolly, taking a step towards him.
Now it was Harry’s turn to blush. He whipped around, nearly choking on air as he met the dark gaze of a certain pretty blonde. He cleared his throat, recovering.
“Oh really? Is that all I have to do to get you to shut up?”
“Yeah, maybe it is. Or at least it’s one way to do it.”
Draco took another step closer.
Harry swallowed, throat suddenly feeling very dry.
“And do tell, what’s the other way?”
“I think, actually, I’d rather show you.”
Draco dropped to his knees, effectively cutting off any and all words that were forming in Harry’s head.
Draco licked his lips, staring at the crotch of Harry’s trousers.
“I was thinking about what you said, and you’re right. It’s truly a shame for how often your name is on my tongue that I don’t know the taste of it. And really, I wouldn’t be a very good whore for you if I didn’t at least give it a little taste.”
“Woah, wait, Malfoy what are you-”
“Do you want me to stop?”
Harry shook his head rapidly.
“That’s what I thought.”
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[Five minutes later]
“ ‘ell me wha’ a goo’ whore mouf I ‘ave”
“Oh for fucks sake, Malfoy, this was supposed to shut you up!”
“ ‘uess we’ll ’ave ‘oo ‘ry plan B.”
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The last train: overtime at the ministry means the they have the whole seat to themselves (a glimpse into the future?) dw Draco only work when he wants to.
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redoing some old drawings + photo dump?
I love you all 💕💕💕🫵
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The Whining
no, Lucius, he just has someone new to whine to
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