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THE SECRET GARDEN (1993)

dir. agnieszka holland

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gift to my friend

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Observed Behavior | Drarry | Auror Lounge | 351w

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They’re in the Auror lounge. Half the department is still there, lounging in chairs, finishing their food and paperwork. Harry’s mid-blunder in their chess game.

Which is when Malfoy says, far too calmly,

“You know, Potter, you get hard when we spar. I’ve noticed.”

Harry chokes on air. “What—”

Malfoy moves his knight. Doesn’t even glance up.

“Your pulse spikes. Your breathing shifts. And then there’s the physical evidence.”

Harry gestures, half-whispering. “You can’t just say things like that!”

“You’re attracted to me,” Malfoy says simply. “It’s obvious. You’ve had a reaction in the locker room. Twice during drills. And now.”

Harry stares. “You’re tracking this?”

“I take notes. It’s not personal.”

“You’re unreal.”

“I think we should have sex,” Malfoy says, like he’s suggesting a training revision.

“What?”

“It would be mutually beneficial. The tension’s distracting you. You’re affecting my focus. We could resolve this cleanly.”

Harry opens his mouth. Closes it.

Malfoy sips his tea.

“I’m free for the next forty minutes.”

There’s a long pause.

Harry stares. Everything’s hot. His ears, his spine — definitely other places.

Malfoy checks his watch.

“You’ve got thirty-eight minutes left to make a decision, Potter.”

Harry pushes his chair back.

Eyes on the board.

“My office. Now.”

He walks out without looking back.

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Reblog and put in the tags what the first fandom you ever read fanfic for was

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THE BEAR 4.10 – Goodbye

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And I just f**king let him! You're done. THE PITT (2025–) 1.10 "4:00 P.M."

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4x03 || 5x05 • What’s your type?

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in fanfiction we must sometimes ask ourselves not if he would do that but under what conditions would he would do that

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HD Wireless Fic Claim: Sun Thief

Draco/Harry | Explicit | 28k

Content: Ex-Auror Harry Potter, Handyman Harry Potter, Black Market Potions Dealer Draco Malfoy, illegal activities treated casually, Anti-Ministry Sentiment, Slice of Life, Character Study, Emotional Repression, POV Harry Potter, Hurt/Comfort, Explicit Sexual Content, Developing Relationship, Neo-noir, Happy Ending

Summary:

“You’re stunning,” Harry blurts out, because Draco is pink-cheeked and his mouth is bitten and plump. Gasping beneath Harry, working his cock in his fist. “Say my name when you come?”

It’s 2005, and Draco Malfoy says, “Fuck the Ministry,” Harry works as a handyman in muggle London, and Draco should really stop pissing off the Squib gangs.

Or: Harry beats up a pimp and isn’t sorry about it, Draco deals black market potions, and they’re shagging. Again.

Read on ao3

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it's lazy in a different way but sometimes you aren't killing off that character's parents for an easy tragic backstory. sometimes you kill off the parents just so you don't have to write more characters.

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lovely character. i want to watch him drown in his shame

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i hope that podficcers know they provide an invaluable service to society, which is "can enjoy a damn good fic while doing laundry/dishes" and "bedtime story except i dont have to sear my eyes out" and "the act of transforming this into spokenform has added another layer to the narrative" and so on and so forth

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i think some of you dont like narratives or stories or characters i think you just like fanfiction tropes

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“how do you write again after a long break?” you just start. that’s the horror of it. you just. start. and then the story opens its eyes.

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"starfucker"

@drarrymicrofic I 50 words | Prompt: expect | summer bingo: Dialogue-Only, 50 Words

“Well, this is unexpected. The elusive Potter’s at a gala?”

“Should’ve known you’d be here, you ponce.”

“Come for the free champagne, stay for the pro Quidditch players.”

“Such a starfucker.”

“Guilty, I suppose.”

“Who’s the lucky man tonight?”

“Well, you’re the most famous one here, so you tell me.”