#but narcissa is just 'dracos mum'

[lord-save-me]

Can't help but think about how the women girls of Harry Potter treated whenever I listen to 'because i liked a boy' by Sabrina Carpenter.

I mean of course there's Lavender and the Platil twins, but there's also Ginny & Hermione in the fandom, the mothers being fixed as mothers with nothing more (I don't even need to mention how we don't even know anything about Lily Evans that isn't centred around a boy while Snape and James get CHAPTERS of information)

This barely even mentions fandom and how they're treated

[dreamcubed]

call it what you want | draco malfoy x reader

song; call it what you want [taylor swift] pairing; draco malfoy x fem!muggle!reader genre; fluff, angst, forbidden love, s2l word count; 4,3k timeline; post-second wizarding war warnings; draco's daddy issues, low-key y/n's daddy issues, references to the second wizarding war (and draco's part in it), discrimination (of muggleborns) summary; his entire life, draco had it drilled into him that anything to do with muggles was bad- impure, even. but after his father is imprisoned for life, he decides to venture into the muggle world- just as a temporary thing, of course

suggested by @tendous-pretty-hair !!

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"my baby's fly like a jet stream, high above the whole scene, loves me like i'm brand new."

also i have fucking eras tour tickets!!!

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Draco had found himself at an emotional stand-still ever since the Second Wizarding War - more specifically the events of the Battle of Hogwarts. After he had regrettably joined Voldemort's side in the mass fallout, only for him to lose anyway. He wasn't sentenced to any time in Azkaban, since it was deemed that he had been coerced into the situation, as backed up by his mother, who had been pardoned due to saving Harry Potter's life in the final moments. His father, however, would never feel the light of happiness again, caged away in the breeding ground of fear.

It wasn't that Draco missed Lucius all that much, in fact, quite the opposite. The time away from him had allowed him and Narcissa to grow closer, and also given him the opportunity to properly question and break down the beliefs that had been hammered into his head since infancy.

Eventually, he decided to step foot into unknown territory: muggle London. He had only ever been to the magic side of it before, but he had come to the realisation that living such a sheltered life was the reason he wound up another of Voldemort's slaves. That lifestyle would be no more.

He found himself stood outside of a small music store, displayed to have vinyls, CDs and cassette tapes inside - whatever they were. Draco did know what music was, however, and wanted to understand the way that muggles experienced it. So, he stepped foot into the shop with the tinkling of a tiny silver bell above him alerting whoever was working behind the tall overflowing shelves.

There were more people perusing the shelves than he had anticipated, so he ducked his head down and headed to an emptier area of the shop. As he began scanning the labels on the shelves, his confusion grew as he realised that he recognised none of the names.

"You don't look like a death metal fan," a voice to his left caught him by surprise, making him jump.

He turned around to have his eyes meet the gaze of a woman wearing an amused smile. You couldn't help but laugh slightly at his skittishness.

"Forgive me, but it's not everyday we have a man dressed in a perfectly ironed suit come and check out the works of Morbid Angel."

After his brain caught up to him, he said, "You work here?"

You nodded, "Family business - me and my mum."

Draco didn't reply to your statement, turning back to the shelves.

"You seem a little lost, first time in a music shop?"

"Uh- yeah," he said, "My family never played music growing up." That was a lie - the Malfoys had held many a musical event, however, they took the form of private orchestral bands.

"You're joking," your expression was that of shock, "How have you lived such a musicless life?"

He shrugged.

"God, I was practically raised on music- I mean, obviously," you gestured around you, "It's everything to me."

"My father was a very strict man," he said simply, making you hum.

"I see. God, I just can't believe you've hardly listened to music - we have to change that," you said, "Do you have any idea what sort of sounds you like?"

"I think I like classical music," it was all he had ever really known.

You grinned, "Yeah, that definitely suits the way you're dressed more than death metal. Come on, I'll set you up with some stuff. Vinyls, CDs or tapes?"

From what he could gather, vinyls were the larger circles, and he was pretty sure that Malfoy Manor had a phonograph with the large brass tube attached for the purpose of playing them. Like the one he saw at the Yule Ball all those years ago. "Uh, vinyl? The big black disc?"

You bobbed your head, "They're becoming less popular these days - people mostly want CDs," you then paused for a moment, "Although my mum said they'll probably have a resurgence in another twenty years. Making an aesthetic of past trends and all that."

Draco listened curiously as you babbled on about different musicians, bands, and albums, finding himself enraptured by the way you carried yourself. Salazar, his father would throw a fit if he found out that he was willingly talking to a muggle.

But his father wasn't there.

"So, do any of these interest you?" you finished, smiling at the ever stoic man before you.

"Uh, yes- all of them," he wasn't sure if he liked the music genre you suggested or the way you talked so passionately.

"All of them?" you tilted your head, "That's- like- hundreds of pounds."

He began digging around in his pockets for the money he had exchanged earlier before coming, and your eyes widened at the sight of all the twenty pound notes.

"Right," you said in a state of shock, "I'll... ring these up for you."

As you totalled up the price and packaged the vinyls into a bag over at the till, the man watched you, as if he was meticulously detailing your every move. Weirdly, it didn't feel creepy.

"Okay that will be... £404.39," you said, in awe of the fact he seemed unfazed by the number.

He began counting out the notes, before handing them over to you: £420 worth of twenty pound notes in your hand. You counted the change out and handed it back to him, placing the receipt in the bag.

"Thank you for shopping here, come again..." you trailed off, realising you didn't know his name.

"Draco," he said, stopping himself before saying his last name. Although he knew that you wouldn't recognise it anyway.

You couldn't help but think that he had a peculiar name; regardless, you smiled, and said, "Y/N. Please come again."

He nodded, taking the bag and leaving the shop swiftly without so much as looking back once.

***

A week passed by and Draco found himself stood outside of the record shop, unsure of why he had returned. During his last visit he had purchased months worth of music, so really he had no need to be back.

Except, he did.

His social circle had been non-existent ever since the Battle of Hogwarts, not because Blaise Zabini and Pansy Parkinson and Theodore Nott no longer wanted to be friends with him, but because he had isolated himself in Malfoy Manor with his mother. Draco was nearing being ready to owl them again, but reconnecting with them meant inevitably having to unpack the events of the war.

With a muggle stranger like you, however, there was no unpacking to do.

"Draco, you're back," you grinned, coming out from behind the till, "I was hoping you would."

"Why?"

His abrupt question caught you off guard, "Well, I- I don't know. You're an interesting character," that and you thought he was cute.

Draco stared blankly at you, making you shift uncomfortably on your feet. Eventually, you decided to change the subject.

"Here for more music?"

"Oh, uh- yes."

"Well, what were your favourites from last week's purchases?"

After he told you which ones he had enjoyed the most, you were able to develop some kind of idea as to specific kinds of music to indulge him into. Of course, you had a question burning at the back of your mind that you simply had to ask.

"If you don't mind me asking, what do you do for a living?"

He looked up at you with slightly furrowed eyebrows.

"It's just- vinyls aren't cheap, especially not in as large a quantity as you get them," you elaborated, "I assume you have a well paying job."

Draco sighed, shaking his head, "Family money."

"You mean old money?" you couldn't help but clarify.

He reluctantly nodded, "Yes, old money." He used to be so boastful and prideful of the Malfoy family legacy, but in that moment, despite you having no idea who he was, he could only feel shame when he thought of it.

"Okay, Mr. Fancy," you chuckled, "Let's continue your musical adventure."

Even as you proceeded to serve him with a chipper attitude, you couldn't help but be saddened by learning that he was old money. There was no way that you stood a chance, since old money families liked to marry each other and not someone who was simply the daughter of a small record shop.

At least you learned that piece of information about him early on, you reasoned.

***

"Back? Again?" you questioned incredulously, spying Draco stood in the doorway of your shop, "Hate to turn you away, but we're about to close."

"I know."

You paused, frowning slightly as you grasped hold of the door, "Uh, okay, then... bye?" You began slowly shutting the door.

"Wait."

Again, you paused.

"I need help."

Opening the door fully again, you placed a hand on your hip as you said, "With regards to what?"

You didn't know what to think when he presented a small battered flip phone to you on his milky white palm.

"A phone?"

"I found it. On the floor."

"Musta fell outta someone's pocket," you shrugged, "Happens - why do you need help?"

"Well, don't we need to do something about it?"

All you could do was look at him curiously.

"Is that not- is that not what you do?" maybe he was overcompensating for his past by trying desperately to do one small good deed, or maybe he was trying to prove to you that he was a good person even though you had no reason to believe otherwise. Either way, he wanted to return the muggle contraption to its rightful owner.

"I mean- I guess? If you're feeling nice," you said simply, "Can't lie, I'd probably leave it for someone else to deal with."

"How do I return it?"

You sighed, "Just call the last person they called."

"Right, okay."

Much to your confusion, Draco stared at the device as if he was trying to will it into doing what he wanted.

"You do know how to call someone, yes?" you asked, your arms now folded across your chest.

With a sigh of defeat, he shook his head.

You rolled your eyes, stepping aside, "Come in."

Once Draco was inside your shop, you shut the door and flipped the sign from 'open' to 'closed'.

"Give it," you made a grabbing motion with your fingers, and the man before you immediately handed over the device, "It's really easy-" he watched in amazement as you flipped open the phone, "-just use the arrow buttons here to go to call history- and, oh, look! Last person they called was their mum- press the green call button and bam."

You presented the now dialling phone to him.

"They have been notified now?"

"Well, her phone will be ringing- hopefully she'll pick up."

"Pick up?"

"Hello?" a voice from the phone announced, "Cadie?"

"Hello, ma'am, your daughter dropped her phone and we found it."

"Oh, I see. Thank you- I'll let her know so she can pick it up. Where's a good place?"

As you told the concerned mother the address of your record shop, you watched Draco's intrigued expression.

You hung up, placing the phone on a nearby surface and beginning to walk to the back room, "Would you like some tea?" you asked.

He stared blankly at you for a few moments, before nodding, "Please."

"How do you take it?"

"No milk, one sugar."

You chuckled to yourself at his strange way of having tea.

***

Draco watched you as you chatted mindlessly while sipping your tea, almost entirely forgetting that he had his own cup sat to his side. Your topics were classically boring - yet so interesting to him. He was enthralled to learn about the different characters in your family, and the trials and tribulations of your school years. He hadn't even realised how little he had said until you pointed it out.

"What about you?"

"Hm?" he went, snapping out of his daze.

"I feel like I've just been talking about myself this entire time. Where did you go to school?"

"Oh- uh-" he desperately pulled together all his thoughts, "A private boarding school in Scotland."

Your mouth dropped open, "Wow, that's cool."

He shrugged.

"Did you miss your family while you were away all year?"

Again, he shrugged, "My mother, yes- my father... not so much."

"I don't see my father at all," you added, to make him feel more comfortable about sharing details of his own father, "I used to... but I realised it was always me reaching out and not him so I stopped. Haven't heard from him since."

Draco nodded, "My father is in prison."

He didn't know why he told you, only realising what he had just said when you froze for a few seconds with widened eyes.

"Can I ask what for?" you asked in a squeaky voice.

"Uh... terrorism, murder... that sort of thing," he had no clue why he was being so honest. Had you put veritaserum in the tea?

You cleared your throat, wanting to delicately change the subject but lacking a way on how to do it naturally. Draco observed you, and opened his mouth to say something more when a knock sounded on the door.

"That's- uh- that's probably the phone owner," you said quickly, rushing to your feet to run out of the back room and let them in.

You opened the door to be faced with a short brunette woman.

"Cadie?" you questioned.

She nodded, "You have my phone?"

"Yes, come in."

"Thank you so much- I really can't afford a new one right now," she sighed, "I'm always losing things."

You chuckled, "I know how you feel- I'm always breaking things."

Draco appeared in the doorway to the back and picked up the phone from the counter.

Cadie sighed happily, accepting the phone and thanking the both of you profusely.

"Seriously, you have no idea how appreciative I am."

"It's no trouble, Cadie, really," you assured her.

She paused for a moment, looking around. "Is this your shop?"

You bobbed your head, "Yes, it's family-owned."

"Oh, that's so cool," she looked towards Draco, "So this is your husband?"

You were so taken aback you couldn't even form a response. Before either of you could reply, the phone began ringing.

"It's my boss! I have to take this," she said, "Thank you so much again. You two are a cute couple." And with that final comment, she departed, leaving you and Draco in an awkward silence.

"I-" you began, but you were quickly interrupted.

"Go on a date with me," Draco hurriedly said, realising he had said it like an order rather than an innocent question. He was still in some ways his old bossy teenage self, socialised in a slightly abnormal way.

You took it in good humour, however, and smiled, "I would love to."

***

The following six months were filled with the fanciest and most luxurious dates that you could ever have possibly imagined: five star restaurants, weekends in Paris, and expensive gifts. It was heaven in all ways but one - Draco always had an excuse for you not meeting his family and friends.

For a while, you had ignored the itching feeling that he was ashamed of you and so kept you a secret, but your suspicions grew until you couldn't keep it in anymore. You had to confront him about it.

"...and I was thinking, we should go out for dinner with your mother," you said, flicking through a magazine as Draco sat on the sofa in your small but homely flat.

"When?" he asked.

"Whenever's good for her."

You heard Draco's breath hitch.

"What? Can't come up with an excuse to get out of this one?" your tone held evident bite.

Draco turned around to face you, but his expression was unreadable.

"Are you ashamed of me, Draco?"

His eyes widened.

"I know I'm not rich, let alone old money, but I'd like to think that I'm a likeable person."

He shook his head, "It's not that-"

"Then what is it, Draco?" you snapped, feeling tears fill up your eyes, "You won't even introduce me to your friends! How am I supposed to feel?"

He stood up and began shifting on his feet and fidgeting with his hands, "It's more complicated than that."

"What? You're engaged to someone else?"

Again, he shook his head, "No, nothing like that."

"Then what?" you waved your hands about, "Because I can't date someone who treats me like a secret."

"You wouldn't believe me!" he yelled, clearly unintentionally.

You were shocked: you had never heard him yell before. "Try me," you said, your voice low.

He sighed, moving around helplessly for a few moments before striding over to his bag by your front door. He reached his hand in - what appeared to be deeper than the bag's actual depth, but you dismissed it due to your blurred vision - and pulled out a blank piece of paper, tinged brown.

He came over to you and placed it on the kitchen island you were stood behind, and pointed at the bottom of the page. "Sign here."

"It's blank," you thought he was insane.

"Just trust me. Please."

You gave him a skeptical look, but wiped your eyes and picked up a pen nonetheless, writing your signature in the area he pointed to. To your amazement, the second you finished the last letter of your name, writing appeared on the paper. As you scanned it, you were increasingly confused.

- By signing this non-disclosure agreement, you agree that as a muggle you shall not disclose the existence of wizardry and witchcraft to anyone not already in knowledge of it. You understand that by doing so, you would be breaking the law and could face potential criminalisation. The wizard or witch of whom has vouched for your approval to know of magic shall also face potential criminalisation in such a situation.

It will no longer be a criminal offence for wizards and witches to perform magic with you as a witness unless there are unapproved muggles also present.

You will be granted access to wizard-only areas including but not limited to Diagon Alley and Platfrom Nine and Three Quarters at King's Cross provided that you are accompanied by a wizard or witch. Please be aware that these permissions may vary in other countries depending on their laws surrounding muggle knowledge of magic and also their acceptance of the British Muggle Non-Disclosure Agreement.

Please sign your name below. -

"What is this?" you asked, your eyebrows furrowed.

"An NDA."

"Yes, I- I gathered that- but- what does it mean?"

"It means... that I'm a wizard."

Part of you wanted to burst out laughing at Draco's insane words, but the way he said it held so much depth that you couldn't help but take it seriously.

"Prove it."

You didn't know what you had expected, but you certainly didn't anticipate your boyfriend pulling out a wand and muttering what sounded like Latin under his breath.

The pen on the table before you morphed into a feather.

There were really no words to describe how you felt in that moment. You asked him to do it again - he turned the feather into a sharpener. You asked him to do it one more time - he turned the sharpener into a fork.

"Oh my God," you said at the volume of a whisper, stepping back and falling against the counter behind you, "What the actual fuck."

"I know this may come as a shock to you..."

"Really?" you said, "No, actually. Not freaking out at all. Not even a little."

He pursed his lips, "My family is what is known as pure-bloods. We haven't mixed with muggles when it comes to reproduction at any point in our bloodline - allegedly."

You stared at him.

"Sometimes, a witch or wizard can be born of muggle parents - we call them muggle-borns. Half-bloods make up the most of wizarding society - their ancestors are a mix of muggle, muggle-born, pure-blood and half-blood."

At your lack of speech, he continued.

"There is a culture of supremacy among pure-blood families - choosing to reproduce only with other pure-bloods to ensure the pure-blooded line continues as they believe themselves to be the only true witches and wizards."

"You're pure-blood," you mumbled.

Draco nodded, "I used to think like that. Used to bully muggle-borns in school - the school I went to being specifically for witches and wizards."

"You don't think like that anymore?"

"No," he quickly said, "I've had a lot of time to question everything I was taught to believe - but, I- there's something really bad I have to tell you. It may change your opinion of me forever and it's the reason why I have kept you away from my family and friends."

You nodded, mentally preparing yourself for what he was about to tell you.

"Years ago, there was a war in the wizarding world..." he began.

***

You had never seen Draco in tears before, but when he reached the details of the final showdown between Harry Potter (a heroic celebrity in the wizarding world) and Lord Voldemort (a wizard terrorist), he broke down in sobs as he recalled him walking over to the latter's side. Tears were falling down your cheeks soon too, and you quickly brought Draco into your arms and felt him collapse into you.

"I regret it every single day," he said through sobs, "Why didn't I have more of a backbone?"

"You were just a boy, Draco," you soothed him, "You didn't want your family to be killed."

He cried harder.

"My opinion of you is not changed - by the sounds of it you never actually killed anyone yourself," you thought back to the Professor Dumbledore section of the story, "In fact, it sounds like you couldn't bring yourself to."

"I can never make up for my past, Y/N."

You stroked his hair, "You dating a muggle is pretty solid evidence you're trying to."

"I'm not dating you because you're muggle," he pulled back from you and looked you in the eyes.

You chuckled slightly, wiping the tears off his cheeks with your thumbs, "That's not what I was saying. Young you would have never even considered entering the muggle world, and yet here adult you is."

He gave you a small smile, "I love you."

You beamed, but teardrops were still cascading down your cheeks, "I love you too."

"Let's have dinner with my mother on Sunday."

***

"Mr Malfoy, you may see your father now," the Azkaban worker said, who Draco couldn't help but think reminded him strongly of Filch. An old miserable man with long scraggly hair, an unmissable limp, and filthy dark-coloured robes. Then again, at least this worker had a reason to be miserable all the time: working in the breeding ground of fear and desolation. Filch was by all means in a much more cheerful environment.

Draco nodded at him, and followed his lead down shadowed narrow corridors, caked in dirt and dust. They turned a few corners and went up a few sets of dangerously steep stairs before reaching a cell block with moans and whines coming from every cell - except one.

In all honesty, Draco hadn't known what to expect when he came to see his father: he hadn't visited once since his arrest. But Lucius looked quite different than the proud man he once was, with his once well-kept long blond hair being knotty and entwined with filth, and his once healthy (albeit pale) complexion being overly skinny with sallow sunken features. He looked up at his son, still being able to produce a slight scowl.

"So, you finally decided to visit," he drawled, but his voice was too broken to hold the same threat it used to.

"Yes, father, I have some things I need to say to you," despite Lucius' weakened state, Draco still held some lifelong fear of the man, but he had to remain strong in front of him.

"And what would that be?"

"I have a girlfriend, and I plan to propose to her."

Lucius raised an eyebrow, "Your mother has not mentioned this," Narcissa frequently visited her husband.

"She didn't find out until last week."

After some seconds of silence, Lucius slowly rose to his feet and stood face-to-face with Draco at the cell gate. "What is her name?"

"Y/N L/N."

"L/N does not ring a bell. Which bloodline is she from?"

Draco felt intimidated by his father's close proximity, but still managed a smirk, "She isn't of pure blood, Father."

Lucius' eyes widened, "You don't mean to say she's- half blood? Or worse- a- a mudblood?"

"Worse," his smirk grew, "She's muggle."

The ghostly shock that flooded over Lucius' face made Draco feel a triumph over his father he had never felt before, and gave him the confidence to feel as though he had the upper hand in their interaction. He stepped closer to the cell and lowered his voice.

"And I'm going to marry her, and have children with her, and you will have to spend the rest of your life rotting in this cell knowing that the Malfoy pure blood line has been permanently tainted."

"You can't do this," Lucius said through gritted teeth, "After everything we fought for."

Draco hummed, "See, I thought it was time for me to finally fight for something good."

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written; 02/06/2023 —> 17/07/2023 published; 17/07/2023 edited; —/—/——

taglist ; @workinatdapyramid @iluvweasleys

[shanastoryteller]

happy birthday shana!!!! can i request more mermaid draco or yue/zuko/solos maybe? 👀

a continuation of 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19

Narcissa does not think that Harry Potter is an appropriate mate for her son.

He'll make a good husband. Politically, he's a fantastic match, and secures their family as allies to the winning side of this war without ever having to reveal the hand they had in ending it. He's rich and famous and of a respectable enough pedigree. He's even easy on the eyes, looking perfectly matched standing next to her handsome son. As a witch, Narcissa has no complaints.

As a merman's wife and a merman's mother, she's concerned.

Harry Potter isn't known for his ruthlessness, for being bloodthirsty or wild. She worries that he's distracted by her son's beauty and is missing is ferocity, that he's only interested in pursuing the parts of Draco that he finds palatable and enticing and not the parts that turn any respectable wizard's stomach.

She tells this to Draco, not to break his heart, but to warn him. Before it's too late, and he does get his heart broken.

But he just grins at her, lopsided and honest and wide enough that she can see most of his very sharp teeth. "Relax, Mum. Since when has Harry been a respectable wizard?"

She pauses, considering. "Darling-"

"He took me hunting," he cuts her off. "The first time he saw me transform was to attack his godfather's mate. He knows."

Narcissa herself married into a rich, powerful line of monsters, the Malfoys a force to be reckoned with on sea and on land. She does not consider Sirius's choice of a common mutt to be equivalent.

But there are enough similarities between them that she sighs and shakes her head and leaves Draco to his courtship.

Harry has a werewolf for a godfather. Perhaps Draco's most terrifying instincts are not so foreign to him.

[machiavellli]

Some painful headcanons about Mattheo and Draco growing up as brothers

Summary: Draco and Mattheo became brothers once the Malfoy adopted him, now they suffer together as their youth is being stripped away.

Notes: one thing about me is that I like pain, I love feeling miserable, I live for tragedy. And I was about to write some cute Enzo headcanons but then this caught my mind, so I think that will be for later. I even though about putting a sort of reader situation were the two basically fight for you, but it was ruining everything, so this is the outcome. Some sad headcanons about two brothers by choice.

Warnings: painful memories, mention of bl0od, agony, children being slowly forced into a war that’s not theirs, Lucius Malloy being himself, voldy mention. English is not my first language, please alert me if I make any mistake!

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I don’t know if this is a general headcanon but I personally headcanons Mattheo to be sort of adopted by the Malfoy family, so I started thinking about his life there

Lucius would be thrilled to have the dark lord’s son under his tutelage, it would be an honor for him (obviously).

Narcissa would feel bad for the little brown haired boy with eyes so big yet already full of pain and range.

It’s almost like Mattheo always knew who he was and always hated it.

Draco would obviously despise him at first, he would learn what jealousy feels like like with Mattheo

It seemed like Lucius liked Mattheo best.

But what could that little boy, that didn’t even looked like a Malfoy, have for his own father to watch him like the most rare gem?

Mattheo just arrived one day and he knew that he wasn’t his brother, so what was he doing here?

He tried to ask his father but he literally shutter him away, as expected.

His mum tried her best.

She explained that he was a less fortunate one

“But why do we have to help him? Couldn’t he go to an orphanage or something?” Immediately interrupted the short blonde figure

“Because we are kind dear and you shall be kind with him too”

After that Draco changed attitude, it’s not like he really understood what his mum said, but he understood that he had to be kind. It was mandatory.

His mum asked him, what could he do otherwise??

So he tried to approach him one day in the Malfoy manor’s garden with a game for the two to play

Mattheo was slightly taller, but his mum told him it was because he was also a couple of months older, so that’s normal, he wasn’t worried, a couple of months and he would have been as tall as him, if not more

They played together for hours and so on the day after, and the day after that, etc etc

Draco was so stunned by the fact that he actually grew affectionate to Mattheo, but he liked that

He liked that so much that one day, he really didn’t meant to say it aloud, but it just slipped out of his tongue, he called Mattheo “Brother”

Mattheo looked as stunned as the blondie in front of him, but his lips quickly turned into a smile

“Sure little brother” he just responded.

In their childhood they had their closest moments.

Laughing and smiling is all they knew.

And I like to think that Narcissa didn’t want another child because she wouldn’t ever want to ruin this precious yet delicate brotherhood that had formed between the two.

Her heart was warm at the sight of the two happy children and she felt at peace with that.

Lucius, wasn’t that pleased at first, but the fact that Draco was growing closer and closer with the dark lord’s son was for sure a good thing.

And the best thing ever is that, when the moment will come, it would be easier for Draco to fulfill his destiny as a humble servant of the dark lord. His own son befriended the closest thing to the dark lord, wonderful! Isn’t it? Isn’t it…?

With the departure for Hogwarts something shifted, no one knows what happened, but the two sort of drifted apart.

Is not like they weren’t friend, but their friend groups kinda melted what they had, that special brother to brother connection

Yet, they still cared.

But now Draco was the closest with Blaise and Mattheo the same with Theodore.

But they were all friend at the end, so it was fine, that’s what often they told themselves in their heads.

During the first three summer breaks from Hogwarts they didn’t spent that much time together.

That’s the problem about you prideful people:

So worried to be hurt that you prefer to hurt yourself first, so that nothing and no body could ever caught you by surprise

Such insecure people.

Such as Draco and Mattheo.

But you can’t actually blame them.

Imagine being forced into an ideology, being forced to hate, to refuse, to the point that you actually start to wonder if you are the dumb miserable idiot that failed to see life as your father wished.

Imagine crying alone in the cold, in the dark of a moonless night, because you don’t know what’s real.

Imagine suffering, to the point of breaking each one of your nail with your grip on the wood chair.

Imagine that blood rushing, imagine when it will stop on the corpse of somebody you didn’t even knew, when even the gray ashes floating around, of the candle that was once a life, have stopped.

Imagine thinking about all of this when you are blowing your birthday candles, knowing that it will be your everyday vision for the rest of your life, but with actual warm bodies, destined to become cold by your hand.

Imagine a child, a teenager, thinking it. Imagine being stripped of your youth that way.

That’s what I think was going in the head of the two.

And I feel like that they both feared the unstoppable in a way that made their bones tremble.

Perhaps that’s the reason they stared to drift apart.

Draco knew who Mattheo Riddle was. Who the dark lord was.

And when he discovered it, he grew so worried that detaching himself from Mattheo appeared as the sole logical thing.

He was trying to stand a chance against his destiny, can’t you understand?

Because what a fool he had been, volunteering for a life of pain.

But also…you shall be kind with him Draco…

This brotherhood, his mother’s words, both echoing in his mind.

He befriended the devil’s son and he actually cared about him.

He couldn’t simply let him go…they were brothers, right?

And Mattheo…well he had enough shit on his own. He always knew, but now that reality was about to break free on everyone face…well it was different.

He was so fed up by Lucius words, his father intrusion in his mind, the evil laugh of his mother. There was such a stark contrast between the chaos he felt when being involved with anything regarding the cause and the peace coming from Narcissa’s care and Draco’s brotherhood.

He knew what was right, he knew what light was because of them.

On the summer after the fourth year they had some of their moments again. A glimpse.

Draco living between shame and guilt

And Mattheo in the same rotted broth as his brother.

They sat down in the Malfoy garden in a warm mid July evening.

It was like when they were kids, Draco brought something for the two to do, but no more shiny toys, just disgusting cigarettes.

And as the smoke got in and out of them, hoping that it could actually burn something inside them for real, instead of living with just this imaginary fire, they talked again.

With they hearts open again

As if the two little children were hiding all along inside of them, both scared and miserable.

“You don’t have to be on my father’s side, I don’t want either.”

“It’s not like we got that much of a choice anyway.”

“Yeah right, little brother”.

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My ask box is open!

[myriadparacosm]

I'm fond of the idea of Regulus working at a bakery, a quiet one that isn't too posh but also not overly modern, and he has his regulars. Narcissa, a cousin who was distant before stumbling in his bakery by chance for one of her cravings during her pregnancy, is one of his biggest customer and almost weekly order a cake for sunday afternoon. That's also how little Draco becomes a regular and sometimes even comes alone after school, waiting for his mother or father to pick him up.

This also brought one Harry Potter who has a big, embarrassing and obvious, cute crush on Draco so he learns about Regulus' bakery through Draco's chatter on how one of his uncle is just the best baker in the world and always prepares Draco's favourite.

They are only 10/11 years old but Harry is a brave boy and decides to stop at the bakery, running out of school before his dad or mum picks him up with the idea to buy one of Draco's favourite to offer it to him the next day. Except that he doesn't have much money so at first he visites, eyeing all the choices as he saves his pocket money.

Regulus easily notices Harry's crush on Draco, knowing perfectly that Draco shares the feeling, and offers him free stuff and lets him talk - without saying that he is Draco's uncle. Harry tells him all about Draco and how he is worried to scare him off despite liking him very much; plus Harry's mum has told him to not listen to his dad's advice about love and Harry fully knows that his dad took years before dating his mum, later on staying as friends even with Harry.

Harry wants a forever with Draco so clearly his dad's advices aren't helpful.

He tries to play wingman for them but Harry never comes when he spots Draco inside and apparently his dad has caught on that he slips out of school to disappear somewhere.

Naturally at some point Harry brings his dad, James Potter, with him after spilling the beans about where he goes and why. Regulus tries to act like he doesn't know him because he did see that Harry looks a lot like Regulus' crush from his youth but thought he was just delusional because Harry is a cute child.

Somehow this time James' flirting tips work in his favour even if it means buying tons of pastries and Harry quickly gets invested once he realises that Regulus becoming his dad will definitely give him an advantage to lure Draco.

[here-lies-they-ran-outta-luck]

Hey!! I saw your post about requests! I was wondering if you could write something about draco falling in love with his childhood best friend? (fem reader please) this could be like a series or just a short story or whatever u want!! thank you :)

Finally (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

warnings- use of y/n, more feminine compliments, kinda sad word count- 983 an- I had something else posted here and then I didn't like it so I deleted it, so sorry. Thank you so much for this request because I had a great time writing this!

You take a deep breath as you walk towards the large doors that lead to the Malfoy’s expansive ballroom for what might be one of the last times.

“You look as beautiful as ever, Y/n. Are you ready?” Narcissa says, putting her arms on your shoulders once you stop walking, she’s been like your second mother for the last 8 years.

“I think I am. Is Draco walking with me?” You ask, turning around to look at the graceful older woman.

“Absolutely you are,” the blonde says, appearing behind his mother, giving you a large minty smile.

“I know I say this every year,” Narcissa says, moving so that you and Draco are standing together, putting her hand on Draco’s cheek, she says “You two would be such an adorable couple!”

“And Each year we tell you you’re crazy,” Draco says softly, taking his moms hand off his cheek.

“You guys know what you're doing, yes?” She questions, looking at us with expecting eyes.

“Yes Mum, we’ve been doing this for as long as we’ve been walking,” he says, flashing her a charming smile. She returns the smile and continues on her way, convinced that we know when to head down the stairs.

“She’s right, you do look beautiful,” Draco says, turning to face you, he pushes a few stray pieces of hair out of your face.

“And you look extremely handsome,” You reply, flashing him a large smile. You two stand arm in arm waiting for the doors to open.

The doors fly open after a few quick seconds, you and Draco start walking down the long flight of stairs, arms staying locked.

“I don’t think I’d be able to walk down the stairs with anyone else,” You joke, looking up at Draco, “I’m too used to how goofy you walk.”

“This could be our last year together and you’re going to bully me?” He says, smirking at your comment.

“What makes you say that? Are you trying to get rid of me?” You say, mocking offense.

“I’m just saying that with how stunning you look, I wouldn’t be surprised if someone came to sweep you off your feet,” He says, his minty breath hitting your face.

“It’s a shame you’re not willing to try to woo me,” You say, only half joking.

“Who says I haven’t been trying to?” He questions, stopping at the bottom of the staircase, looking at you with adoration in his eyes.

“Is that so?” You say with a smirk, challenging him. He only answers with a shrug, pulling you towards your group of friends, leaving you with them while he grabs the two of you something to drink.

“Are you two finally together then?” Theodore questions, taking a bite out of a small slice of chocolate cake.

“Oh come on, did he pay you to say that?” You say with a large smile, taking a finger full of frosting from the boy's plate.

“Nope, just waiting for the day that I get to win the bet,” He says with a smug smirk, pulling his cake further away from you.

“What is it? A bet that two childhood best friends will get together? Do you guys have one between me and Matty too?” You snort, crossing your arms.

“Nope, I only make bets that people with sexual tension are going to get together,” He replies with a shit eating smirk.

“Theodore! There is no sexual tension!” You say, swatting his arm with your hand bag, “He wouldn’t feel the same way about me anyway, he's just a flirt.”

“No no, I am just a flirt, he is smitten,” The brunette says flashing you a goofy grin.

“You are the dumbest person I have ever met,” You say, turning away from him, taking a drink from Draco who just arrived.

Eventually the two of you wonder off, talking to different people, taking pictures for when your parents ask for it. At some point you find yourself out on the balcony, Draco nowhere to be seen.

Embracing the chill of the lonely night you sit on the small metal bench you’ve spent time growing to love. You’re staring off into space, letting your thoughts take over when you hear quiet footsteps then soon after feel the presence of the blonde boy next to you.

“Hello Dray,” You say, sitting up, looking at the stunning boy.

“Hello love. Are you feeling okay?” He asks, turning towards you.

“I think I am now that you’re here,” You say, bumping your shoulders together, “Things are always better when you’re with me.”

“Don’t do that, Y/n,” He says, abruptly standing up.

“What do you mean, Dray?” You ask, his sudden movement making your chest ache ever so slightly.

“I don’t want to do this anymore. I don’t want to just be your friend, I don’t want to watch you walk with someone else at my family balls, and I don’t want to pretend that I’m not absolutely in love with you,” He says, letting out a loud huff.

“What?” You say quietly, looking up at the boy.

“Don’t act stupid, Y/n. I have been so in love with you for as long as I can remember. And I need to tell you now before it really is too late,” He says, his eyes glossing over.

“Draco Lucius Malfoy, I have been in love with you since we were 7 years old,” You say, standing up, wrapping your arms around the boy's neck.

“Do you promise?” He says, tears brimming his eyes ready to fall.

“I promise,” You reply, standing on your tiptoes to give the boy a kiss on the lips, pulling away you lay your head on his chest, moving your arms down to the middle of his back so you can squeeze him in a tight hug.

“Mattheo, you owe me 17 sickles!” You faintly hear Theodore yell.

[xx-thedarklord-xx]

Is it?

“Daddy!”

Lucius sighed behind a copy of the Daily Prophet. He ignored the way Narcissa snorted from the other side of the kitchen table.

“Draco, we discussed this. You are to call me father.”

He didn’t have to look down to know that Draco was pouting. Five years old wasn’t old enough to have proper decorum… yet.

“But you said I could call you that in secret.”

Narcissa snorted again, and he debated about replacing her cleansing potion with a dye potion. Then they’d see if that humor lasted.

“We aren’t in secret, are we?” When he looked over the top of the paper he was proven right. Draco was pouting.

“I forgot what it meant.”

Lucius sighed again. It wasn’t worth it. Battles only mattered if they were won, and Lucius knew the moment that his son was born that Draco would win every battle.

“But that doesn’t matter!” Draco cried, hands clapping together. “You said one day I would get married and have a wife.”

“Yes,” Lucius said slowly, not bothering to look up from the paper as he began to read again. “I also said you needed to practice your studies so that you can take over the Malfoy name.”

“I don’t care about that.”

Battles. Losing battles.

“I decided that I’ll be the wife!” Draco continued; voice closer to a yell than anything polite. No decorum, he must get that from Narcissa.

“Pardon?” Lucius put down the paper and gave Draco his full attention, ignoring the wheezing laugh that Narcissa didn’t attempt to hide.

“I want to be a husband,” Draco said, puffing out his chest. “But I also want to have a husband too. So, I think that means I’m a wife.”

Decades of heartbreak, yells, fights and screams echoed in his mind before his son’s pleading eyes broke through. Lucius could feel Narcissa’s eyes on him, but this wasn’t a moment when he needed her help. Draco came to him, not her. These were his hangups, not hers. This was his time to be someone better for his son than his father was for him.

There were many criticisms that people held of Lucius—most of them true—but the one thing he wouldn’t be was his father.

“Two men can get married.”

Draco gasped at the same time Narcissa did.

“They can?” Draco did a weird set of movements that he believed was some kind of dance routine. Merlin knew where he picked up that from. The more he thought about it, Draco did spend far too much time with Dobby.

“Yes,” Lucius said with a sad tilt of his lips as he placed a hand to Draco’s cheek. “But there’s going to come a time when you’re going to have to ask yourself if it’s worth it. There will be a lot of people against it, they will expect more from a Malfoy heir.”

Draco frowned; head tilted. “But you said Malfoys don’t care about the thoughts of those beneath us.”

Lucius huffed, refusing to laugh even if his lips twitched.

“You’re right.” Would there ever be a battle he’d win with Draco? “So, then I’ll ask you. Is it? Is it worth it?”

Draco’s forehead wrinkled, tongue poked out as he made a very long and exaggerated thinking sound before he said in a tone that booked no argument,

“Yes.”

“Then you’d best find yourself a husband.”

Draco did another dance… if that was what one would call such a thing.

“Yes! You hear that mum? I get to be a husband and have one!”

“I did hear,” Narcissa said with such a soft sweet smile that Lucius fell in love all over again. “My baby is all grown up.”

Draco puffed out his chest again before he ran out of the room—with no decorum—as he said, “I have to tell Dobby! We have to start planning now.”

That brought a whole set of images that would have to be rectified as soon as possible. The last thing they needed was that senile elf planning anything.

Before he could walk after Draco, Narcissa placed a hand on top of his and said something that no one had ever told him before.

“I’m proud of you.”

And you know what? Lucius was proud of himself too. Just as he was proud of Draco—always would be.

Always.

[whimsymanaged]

Prompt: Marriage Law (@DramionePrompts on Twitter)

NSFW / rated E

“Malfoy, wake up. I can hear your mum coming down the hallway,” Hermione hissed, poking her new husband in the shoulder.

Malfoy grumbled under his breath and turned over, stuffing his face into one of many plush down pillows.

“Malfoy!”

She had gotten married to the git the afternoon before, two days before the Ministry’s ridiculous marriage law came into effect.

There was no love between them, but they were partners at work and had both hated the idea of being forced to marry somebody they didn’t even know.

The agreement was that they would stay married for six months while they worked to overturn the current law, and then they’d happily go their separate ways, free to be with whomever they really wanted.

The biggest kink in the plan: Narcissa Malfoy.

The Malfoy matriarch didn’t believe Malfoy and Hermione were in love for a second, which Hermione supposed was probably fair, and she had been giving Hermione a hard time since the couple had come home from registering their marriage the afternoon before.

“Just pretend to be asleep, Granger,” Malfoy muttered.

“She’ll just come back later and try to interrogate me again!” Hermione knew there was a desperate edge to her voice, but she didn’t care. She didn’t want to have to deal with Narcissa’s confrontations for six months.

Malfoy rolled onto his back and opened one eye to glare at her. “Why are you even—”

Before he could finish his sentence, there was a knock on the door before the doorknob started turning. And Hermione tried to think fast, she really did, but only one solution came to mind.

She threw her leg over Malfoy’s to straddle him and dragged the covers up so their hips were shielded from view. Malfoy’s eyes snapped open, growing impossibly wide, just as his mother poked her head into the room.

And Hermione figured she might as well go all the way with this.

She moved her hips against Draco’s in an imitation of fucking, and she heard Narcissa gasp, “Oh! Excuse me,” before retreating, the door clicking shut behind her.

Hermione’s shoulders slumped with relief. Hopefully that had done enough to convince Narcissa that they were—

Belatedly, she realised that Malfoy’s fingers were digging into her hips, and that the bulge pressing through his boxer-briefs against her sleep shorts was very hard.

“What the fuck,” Malfoy hissed. “You can’t just—”

“I know. I’m sorry.” Her face was hot. “Let me…”

She moved to get off him, but the movement only rubbed her clit against his erection, and she gasped.

The sound he made was strangled. “Don’t. Move.”

“I have to move if I’m going to get off!”

“If you move,” he said through clenched teeth, “I’m going to get off.”

The pressure of his cock against her center was sending heat licking up her spine. When was the last time she’d had sex? Forever ago.

And Malfoy was a lot of things, but unattractive wasn’t one of them. She could admit that much; he’d starred in her fantasies enough.

“Granger.” He was growling now. But his hands weren’t holding her still. In fact, he was rocking his hips up into hers, using his grip on her to control the pace, the angle, and her lips parted, because fuck, if it didn’t feel really fucking great.

“You said—” She cut herself off with a whimper, and she reached down to squeeze his forearms as she rolled her hips faster.

“We work together. We work together,” he was muttering to himself even as his cheeks began to grow flushed. “Holy fucking Merlin, you’re so soft.”

She leaned forward and pressed her hands to the mattress, and both their gazes went to where their hips met, to where the ridge of his cock was dragging against her again and again.

“Tell me to stop,” he whispered raggedly.

She didn’t.

Instead, she gasped out, “I’m so wet,” earning her a long groan from Malfoy.

“Can you come like this?” he asked urgently. “What do you need?”

She shook her head, then nodded. She didn’t know what he was asking. “Nothing. Yes. Are you close?”

“Embarrassingly so,” he bit out, and she really didn’t know how much of the dampness visible on his boxer-briefs was from her and how much was from his own cock leaking. His eyelids fluttered. “Tell me when.”

She was moaning so much. So much and she couldn’t stop. But so was he.

She bit down on her lip as he thrust up against her harder, faster, and she heard him whisper, “That’s it, Granger,” as he lifted his hands and pinched both her nipples through her top.

She tumbled over the edge with a cry, her hips still moving, riding him through her orgasm.

“Good girl,” he groaned. “Good fucking girl.”

And with one hand back on her hip, he pounded up against her relentlessly until his head dropped back, his hands squeezing, and she felt the warmth of his come at the same time a primal sound was ripped from his throat.

She dropped onto the bed next to him, trying to catch her breath.

“Fuck me,” she whispered.

There was a low laugh from her husband, and then, “Whenever you want me to do that, Granger, just let me know.”

[anxiousnerdwritings]

Hello!!! First, happy belated birthday!!!!!

I wanted to ask you a question:

Would Draco care that his parents are obsessed with Harry's Darling Aunt? Would they convince him that Harry's Muggle Aunt might be his other mother or something similar, like she's the only muggle that's free of the whole "dirty blood" thing or similar?

Would he be excited about having another mum? Having close kid on his age to be his cousin?

I remembered when he was younger, as he was really looking forward to being Harry's friend. Quite excited.

Would he convince Harry that his Muggle aunt would be safe with his parents if they were in a relationship?

Because I can see a little Draco, pulling out the magical version of a PPT, showing an interested little Harry all the benefits his Muggle Aunt would have if she married his parents. From Malfoy wealth, to the possibility of being inside the magical world and being closer to Harry as he wouldn't be in the Muggle part of the UK. Being almost immune to all the "dangers".

"My father can take her to the parents' meeting every month at the castle!!! and then we could eat sweets with her while my father watches the boring stuff! The possibilities are endless, Potter!"

(Hi! Thank you so much!)

It would depend on when Muggle!Aunt!Reader comes into the Malfoy’s lives. If it’s early on, in Draco and Harry’s younger years, then he’d be more likely to accept and go with the situation without so much as a fight. As long as his mother and father said it was fine then it was. Now, if Draco was older than he’d heavily question them, not accepting or tolerating the idea. Either way though, Lucius and Narcissa would convince and assure him until he was comfortable or at the least able to bare with it. Their main excuse being that the Reader was an exception to the whole ‘dirty blood’ thing.

I personally think that Draco would quite enjoy the additional attention and love that Muggle!Aunt!Reader would spoil him with. As well as having a kind of friend/sibling in Harry. Of course the two would still keep up with their rivalry when back at Hogwarts but when they were home they were much friendlier, especially if the Reader really wanted them to get along.

Once Draco grows attached he’ll do whatever to keep Muggle!Aunt!Reader with him and his family. He’d convince whoever he had to and if that was Harry then so be it. Draco would emphasize just how much more well protected and cared for the Reader would be with his family. And it’s a lot more than what Harry can achieve on his own.

Honestly, I have so many different ideas for how Muggle!Aunt!Reader ends up with yandere Malfoy’s. They mostly revolve around if Reader got their letter and attended Hogwarts. After their time at Hogwarts the Reader comes back to be a teacher. They’re not only there for Harry when it’s his time to attend but also the other students in general. Especially Draco. Like, imagine if Draco came home for summer break or the holidays one year and is desperate to set up/convince his parents to be with Muggle!Aunt!Reader. He would definitely use the argument that they were the only exception to being a ‘mudblood’.

Another headcanon of mine is that when the Reader gets their letter and attends Hogwarts maybe they end up sorted into Slytherin (much to Lily’s horror). It gives a good excuse/reason for Lucius and Narcissa to end up interacting with or at least being around the Reader. Eventually the Reader gains their affections and the two excuse bringing them into their relationship as keeping the Reader as a pet but it’s really just a cover, a way to save face with the other purebloods. Meanwhile the Reader would be genuinely loved and cared for behind closed doors, spoiled with everything Lucius and Narcissa have to offer.

[riddlexmattheo]

Y/N POV:

It has been quiet since Lord Voldemort sent Draco and Mattheo to find horcruxes before Potter does who just happens to be my brother. I was currently getting ready for bed in Mattheo and I bedroom. I had just finished getting changed when something hit me on the back of my head and that’s when everything went black.

Mattheo POV:

~Skip to next morning~

Mattheo: Finally can’t wait to rest for a few days at least I hope

Draco: Plus we get to see the girls

Mattheo: At least they are safe in the manor there safety that all that matters

A few moments later they walked in Malfoy Major where they were greeted by both of their parents along with Astoria and Pansy.

Draco: Hey mum

Narcissa: Hey my love

Mattheo: Here you go father the necklace

Voldemort: Good work boys

Mattheo: Where is Y/N

Bellatrix: We thought she would of told you she left

Blaise enter rooms rushed.

Blaise: She would be able to she didn’t leave willingly she left this she never leaves with out either

Blaise handed Mattheo Y/N’s wand and the promise ring he had given her on her birthday the previous Valentine’s Day

Narcissa: Oh No

Bellatrix: This is really bad

Voldemort: What do you mean

Bellatrix: If it’s who I think took her she could be in real danger

Lucius: Are you talking about Backwood

Narcissa: Oh no she could be killed

Voldemort: What would he want with a Potter

Bellatrix: she is not a potter by blood

Mattheo: How do you know this mom

Narcissa: Beacuse we were there when she was born he mother was one of last surviving member of the famous Price family one the original magic bloodline more pure blood than even the Dumbledore family or founders of Hogwarts

Mattheo: Mom who are her parents

Voldemort: Regulus Balck and Veronica Price

Bellatrix: My Lord how did you know

Voldemort: You would think I would want to know everything about anyone who gets close to me and my boys

Mattheo: Thanks Dad I guess

Lucius: We have to get her back and fast

Draco: What’s wrong father

Lucius: If she is a Price that means bad new for the ministry if she really is a Price that means Blackwood can unlock any artifact in the ministry museum with just her blood

Mattheo: How bad are we talking?

Lucius: If they use any artifact that was unlocked with her blood the second it’s a used she could die the only way for her to survive is if she’s pregnant instead of her dying it’ll be the unborn child

Voldemort: Mattheo, are you where if she’s pregnant?

Mattheo: she’s not

Bellatrix: You don’t get it, my Lord, not only will Blackwood use her for her blood. He will kill her himself Regulus tormenting Blackwood all throughout school he will release his anger on his daughter, and only child.

Voldemort: Is there anything else I need to know

Pansy: Well

Draco: Babe what do you know

Pansy: She doesn't need a wand to due magic she uses it to keep her safe since it's very rare

Astoria: How long has she know

Pansy: Since our second year

Mattheo: Father if they find out she doesn't need a wand she is good as dead

Draco: Dont worry dude we will get her back

[lazydreamer19]

Time-Turners and Troubles.

Fluff, Dad!Draco x Mum!fem!Potter!reader

Warnings: Arguing and cringeworthy writing.

Summary : The Malfoy kids accidentally travel in time and watch their parents fall in love with each other.

Y/n - Your name.

Y/h/c- Your hair colour.

Y/e/c - Your eye colour.

Do not plagiarize.

© 2023 lazydreamer19. All rights reserved.

This was inspired from a fic written by @drqcos / @drayslove , this

Hers is with smut and is even better than mine, so please give it a read. She's amazing!

Masterlist

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"Darling, are you ready yet?" Yelled out the man of the house to his wife as he spritzed on some expensive cologne to his neck.

"Yes,but can you help me put on this necklace first?" Y/n came down to the hall clad in an elegant dress looking every bit like the Queen she is. Draco's jaw fell wide open as she descended down the stairs. She looked even more beautiful day by day and her beauty wasn't fading anytime soon. She's eternally beautiful! Draco thought to himself. 

"You don't need a necklace, you already look so beautiful! I mean,you can wear a rag and still look stunning!" 

"Oh stop it!" She playfully hit his chest lightly as she hid her face in it while he embraced her. Taking the necklace from her hand,he turned her around and put it on her. Turning her around again to face him, he pressed his lips onto hers and captured her into a passionate kiss.

"Happy Anniversary, Mrs.Malfoy." 

"Happy Anniversary to you too Mr.Malfoy." Getting hypnotized in each other's eyes,they got busy kissing each other again, before they even realized it.

"Ewwww,gross!" 

Their children, Scorpius and Lyra yelled out loud from the kitchen as soon as they saw their parents lip-locking. Rolling his eyes at them, he went towards the kitchen and picked up the pouty toddler and placed a kiss on her forehead, knowing that she was mad at her Father for kissing her mother. 

"Are you happy now?"

"No! Bad Daddy! You kissed mommy befowe me!"

"Sorry Princess, I will get you ice-cream when we come back. Is that okay?"

"Okay Daddy!" She hugged him.

"Scorpius, remember, do not give trouble to Grandma and make sure that Lyra doesn't do the same too, got that?" Y/n instructed him with a concerned tone.

"Yes mum, uhh..Mum?"

"Yes baby?

"When will you both be back?"

"We'll try to return as soon as possible! We promise!"

A knock on the door and Narcissa entered with Lucius trailing behind her. "Happy Anniversary you two! Oh look at the little darlings! How much they have grown up!"

"Mother, you just saw them a month ago." Draco deadpanned, landing a nudge from his wife. 

"Thank you so much Narcissa and Lucius for being here! I was so worried when no one was available tonight to babysit them!"

"Hey! I am not a baby!" Scorpius threw a fit. 

"No you're not dear. You're a strong man who listens to his elders and respects them, aren't you?" Y/n asked while picking him up in her arms and placing a kiss on his forehead. 

"Mhmm, I am." 

"Don't worry Y/n, we were just returning from the ministry to submit these items. We weren't able to submit all of them as they were checking each and every item." Narcissa told them. 

"Okay,just keep them away from the reach of the kids, it'll cause disaster if they do." Draco warned.

"You don't have to worry about that son, you go and enjoy your dinner." Lucius spoke in a tired and exhausted voice.

"We need to leave now. We'll be back home soon. Listen to your grandparents and don't misbehave."

"Alright,mum." 

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"So, have you both had your dinner yet?"

"Yes! And Daddy pwomised us ice-cweam!" Lyra babbled.

"Granny, grandpa ,we want to play hide and seek!" Scorpius urged.

"Okay,but don't hide too far." 

"Okay granny! Come on Lyra, let's hide somewhere! Granny, Grandpa, you start counting!"

Taking Lyra's hand, they both paddled out of the kitchen to some corner in the guest room where Narcissa and Lucius sat a few moments ago. Giggling all the way, they crouched underneath the sofas. 

"Shhh! Lyra, they will find us out if we don't stay quiet!" He whispered to the still giggling toddler.

"Bubby! Look bag! I want that!" Now, being the apple of her Daddy's eyes, Lyra was spoiled to death,something which wasn't enjoyed by Y/n. Draco spoiled Scorpius too, but with Lyra,he didn't have any limits. Scorpius was more clingy towards his mother. He would cry endlessly when he was of Lyra's age, whenever Y/n was out of his sight or had to leave for her work.

Knowing that if he didn't give Lyra the bag then she would throw a huge tantrum, Scorpius silently got out of his hide-out and grabbed the bag quickly, returning back to where he hid at the speed of light. The bag contained a number of boxes which were locked with Charms and spells. 

"Look at this!" Lyra whispered excitedly, as she pulled out a gold chain from a glass box which was not sealed and could be easily opened. 

"Lyra, don't touch it! Mum and Dad told us to stay away from touching this bag!" Scorpius was now worried. He tried to pull the chain away from her tiny hands but she was strong enough to not let it go and grimaced when he attempted to.

"No, this is mine!" 

"Lyra don't do this!"

Lyra then caught hold of the hourglass pendant ,dangling in the centre of the chain and started playing it. Before Scorpius could stop her from doing so, Lyra had already turned the hourglass quite a number of times. The surroundings around them started to change at a blinding speed. Within seconds the sofa was gone and was replaced by an empty home but that didn't stay for long too as all of a sudden the kids got swapped to somewhere else. Feeling terrified, they both clutched on to each other and shut their eyes tight as they continued screaming and crying at the top of their lungs. 

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"Let them hide for sometime, I'll bake some treats for them in the meantime. Why don't you go and play with them?" Narcissa waved her wand to collect all the ingredients for making cupcakes for the two children.

"No, I refuse to partake in childish games and make a fool out of myself. I'd rather read them stories at bedtime." 

"What are you going to do till then?"

"I am going to take a nap,I am utterly exhausted. Now,if you will excuse me."

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Finally coming to the realization that the world around them is not spinning anymore, Scorpius pried one eye open . Stony walls of an ancient castle came into his view, they were leaning against a pillar in a forlorn corridor. Lyra was clutching onto his shirt for her dear life and hid her face on it. 

"Lyra, look we are safe."

"Bubby,where are we?"

"I don't know, we have to find granny and grandpa."

"I want Daddy! I want Mommy!"

"Shh, I'll get Mommy and Daddy for you, just stay quiet and listen to me."

Tears stained Lyra's rosy cheeks which got Scorpius worried. If Lyra starts a tantrum here,then it will cause a huge ruckus.

Very soon they heard giggles,a very familiar one, one that made Lyra perk up and say "Mommy?" 

Two figures entered from a hallway on the left at the end of the pathway. One was a man and the other one was a woman. The man had features, exact to Scorpius'. But, that was funny because Scorpius was the literal younger clone of his Father in terms of his physical appearance. The smiling woman next to him wasn't very hard for Scorpius to identify as his Mother ,being the 'Mama's boy' he was. 

Being the Genius he was,and through his extensive time spent with his mother reading books, he quickly realized that the pendant was actually a time-turner and they had traveled back to when their parents were students. He remembered Y/n telling him, when she was in her second year ,about how Aunt Mione had to use it because she had taken all the subjects in that year. The laughter of the two died down as Draco held Y/n's hand gently and looked into her eyes with the same look he always had on his face whenever he saw her even till the present day in which Scorpius and Lyra lived.

"Y/n, look I really enjoyed our date today and….."

"And?"

Draco averted his gaze towards the floor bashfully. His cheeks had turned a bright pink and he was struggling to look into the mesmerizing (Y/e/c)eyes of hers. 

"And I have had feelings for you since a very long time……so erm…would you like to be my 

girlfriend?" 

The shocked look on his mother's face wasn't missed by Scorpius, she stared at him blankly for a total of five seconds and then pulled him down by his black tie,crashing her lips onto his. Draco's eyes widened with disbelief but then he closed his eyes and sunk into the feeling of her lips on his.

Scorpius fake gagged at this,but then he remembered that he had to turn the turner back. He checked for the turner which must have been in Lyra's hands,only to find, to his horror, that Lyra was not with him. Fortunately, she was not very far. Spotting a bunch of kricowls,she thought that it would be fun to chase them. The time-turner dangling carelessly in a hand. In a panicked way, he immediately rushed and grabbed his sister and before the toddler could let out a whine of disagreement, he snatched the time-turner and had already given it a few turns in reverse. 

They stayed at the same place,but everything around them changed at a fast pace as they observed people making an appearance and leaving within the blink of an eye. It was mostly Draco and Y/n rather than other people. Then they stopped. 

The place hasn't changed a bit, and everything looked just the same as it was when they first arrived. The only change being the addition of someone yelling at the same place back where they saw their parents. Someone was arguing and again the voice felt familiar.

Peeping out of the pillar to see what was going on, both of them saw someone with raven black hair with his back turned towards them, yelling and pointing a finger at Y/n who had her face hidden under her palms and crying. 

"How could you Y/n? So he is more important to you than your own brother? I can't believe this!"

"Don't yell at her Potter!" Draco butted in, holding Y/n gently and patting her back,he sent a glare towards Harry.

"You seduced her! She could never fall in love with you in her right sen-"

"Enough Harry! He is not what you think! Just listen to me!"

"He calls Hermione that, he insults the Weasleys and he even insulted you! How foolish could you be?! This is all a trap,snap out of it!"

"Don't you dare question my love for her! I care about your sister, no matter what!"

"You shut up! You are a foul git! Your entire family consists of a bunch of bigots!"

At this Draco immediately snapped and punched Harry, which Harry retaliated by punching him back and very soon both of them got into a fist fight. Y/n was a crying mess as she screamed at them to stop,she fell on her knees and cried profusely. Scorpius was highly disturbed by this scenario. As far as he remembered,  Uncle Harry and his Father always got along well ,even with Uncle Ron and aunty Hermione. 

Lyra,not being able to see her mother in distress, freed herself from Scorpius' grip and ran up to her mother to give her a hug.

"Mommy!" She ran up and hugged Y/n out of the blue. This stopped all three from their actions. Y/n was extremely shocked ,she was not able to comprehend what just happened. Lyra then freed herself from her mother, went up to her beloved Father and pulled his trousers.

"Bad Daddy! Bad Uncle Harry! You made Mommy cwy!"

"Sweetie, what's your name?" Y/n asked softly.

"Lywa, Lywa Malfoy." She puffed her chest and spoke proudly. Clearly her Daddy's daughter.

"Lyra,come back here!" Scorpius ran up to her and picked her up in his arms.

Draco stopped breathing completely at the sight of a miniature 'him' right in front of his eyes. 

"Uhh, hi Mum ,hi Dad, hi Uncle…" Scorpius greeted them nervously. An awkward silence prevailed among them as Lyra clung on to the younger version of her mother.

"Wait,what's happening here,I'm confused?" Y/n broke the silence

Then noticing the hourglass shaped pendant,  the pieces of the puzzle came together and she finally solved it. Heaving a sigh, she rubbed her forehead.

"Did you two use that?"

"Yes,we did."

"Now it makes sense. Wait, are you Draco's and my children?"

"Yes."

"So this means we got married?" Draco asked with a surprised but joyous tone. 

"Yes."

"And I agreed to that?" Harry was flabbergasted.

"Yes again and this is the first time, we are seeing you two fight."

"WHAT?"Both Draco and Harry yelled.

"Stop shouting, will  you ? She has fallen asleep." Y/n whisper-shouted , as she gently held Lyra in her lap while the toddler slept peacefully as she sucked on her thumb.

Picking her up gently in her arms, she handed her over to Draco, who was mesmerized by the sight of his girlfriend taking care of a miniature Y/n ,who turns out to be his daughter from the future. The affirmation of marrying the girl of his dreams, made him emotional, tears welled up in his eyes,threatening to fall and show his vulnerability. But,his expression was enough to let everyone know how he truly felt.

Y/n knew that Draco needed to feel the little toddler in his arms for once so as to make him believe that this was not a dream. Harry was completely speechless. The idea of being an uncle overwhelmed his senses as he looked at the two children, one being the carbon copy of Y/n when she was three and the other looking like Draco when he was seven. 

Y/n reached out to Scorpius and placed her palm on his cheeks gently as she looked into his eyes with a feeling very foreign to her but was very welcome. Is this how a mother feels? Instinctively, she pulled him for a hug, relishing the feeling of her future son in her arms. Meanwhile, Draco was overjoyed to be able to hold his future daughter in his arms. He was now more than ever firm in his dream of marrying Y/n and fighting for her. 

"How do Draco and I get along?" Harry asked Scorpius all of a sudden. 

"You both get along quite well, in fact you both and Uncle Ron go to fight bad guys together all the time!"

"So, I am an Auror?"

"Maybe, I don't know what it's called,but you three are my heroes!" A knowing smile appeared on Y/n's lips at this.

"There are you two!" Y/n's voice echoed from the other side of the corridor. All four of them looked up to find a panting older Y/n followed by an older Draco in the same state with another time-turner in his hand.

"Mum,Dad, I am so sorry! It was Lyra,she started playing with the time-turner and I didn't know-"

"Sweetheart,it's alright. We'll talk about this when we get home. Don't worry,no one's scolding you. I am just glad that you both are safe." Y/n spoke as she tightly hugged Scorpius. Looking at the younger Draco, Draco said, "don't worry, it's going to be a tough fight,but it'll be worth everything." He nodded back in affirmation as he handed over Lyra to the arms of his older self.

Draco didn't need any explanation, he knew what his older self meant. Each and every word. The feeling of carrying his children in his arms and the thought of making Y/n his wife got imprinted in his soul and he would give up everything to have that.

"Okay, this was a very heartwarming meeting,but I'm afraid that we'll have to obliviate you three. Oh hi Harry!"

"You're really going to obliviate us? I don't want to forget this." 

"We understand Y/n, but trust me,you'll have all of this very soon. Sooner than you can think." 

With this, they drew out their wands and carefully obliviated all three of them from this particular incident. But,before leaving, Draco made sure to leave a note inside younger Draco's pocket and with that they left.

___________________________________________

"Oh my goodness, I was so worried! Y/n, Draco, I am so sorry for losing them!"

"Don't be Narcissa, it's not your fault."

"Father, I'd like to know,why were you even carrying these objects which may contain dark magic in just a simple bag?" Even though Draco asked this calmly, the anger in his tone was not missed at all.

"The box in which these were kept,absorbed some dark magic and itself became lethal too, which is why we were instructed to keep these in a bag ,even though all the objects have been checked and these are not containing any form of dark magic." Lucius informed monotonously,clearly still very tired and wishing nothing more than to return to his 'humble' Manor.

"Draco, it's late, we should go take some rest now.  Would you like to spend the night here?"

"No dear, we are on our way, we have given enough trouble to you both, Goodnight!" Narcissa bid them.

"Don't say that, you didn't give us much trouble. It was because of these troublemakers, but it's alright,the problem is solved now. So……..Goodnight!"

___________________________________________

"What just happened to us?" Y/n asked ,still in a daze and trying to figure out badly about the situation they are in.

"I don't know, I am just as clueless as you are." Harry replied.

"Yeah,me too." Draco agreed with Harry. 

"You know what Malfoy, you break her heart, I'll break your bones!" At this Y/n squealed and hugged Harry thanking him.

"I'd rather kill myself than ever hurt her." Draco replied.

___________________________________________

Later on when he was alone inside his dorm,he felt something inside his pocket. Sliding his hand inside it,he found a note. A huge smile appeared on his face as he read it :

" Dear Draco,

She's worth everything, don't ever lose her. Always fight for her,because she will become your everything. "

Draco smiled at the last sentence, because Y/n had already become his everything and he would fight till death to make her happy.

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A/n: This is the first time that I posted my work publicly. I know that this wasn't quite good enough, but I promise to be a better writer and work on my skills in the days to come. Thanks to Chloe (@drayslove) again for this beautiful idea! Thank you for reading! Have a nice day!💕

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[sitp-recs]

Liv!! Idk if your age gap anon got back to you but I’ll take any age gap fics you have 👀

Hi Danni! I haven’t heard back from them but your wish is my command 😌💜 since I already did rec lists for some age gap ships like Dralbus and Scarry, I’ve decided to make this one about the age difference element itself (Daddy kink, loss of virginity, teacher/student dynamic etc etc) if that makes sense? Happy Friday everyone!

Drarry:

Draco at Nineteen by birdsofshore (E, 5k)

It's the middle of the night and Harry Potter is sitting on my bed looking distinctly weird. I've had some fucked-up dreams in my time, but this one... this one is something new.

Not Nineteen Forever by @sorrybutblog (E, 6k)

A rogue charm hits on a mission and suddenly, Draco is nineteen again. Harry is still thirty-five and doing his best to look after his de-aged Auror partner (and forget about his long unrequited crush) until St. Mungo’s can brew the antidote.

The Eighth Tale by lettered (E, 12k)

Draco Malfoy tries to fix the past, but instead mucks it up some more. For Harry, it all becomes quite clear.

Just a Matter of Time by @gracerene (E, 23k)

Draco's in a bit of a rut. He's nearing forty, divorced, and he still can't figure out how to make his Time Turner reconstruction work. He's bored, he can admit it, so he's not nearly as concerned as he should be when his pet project malfunctions and sends him twenty years into the past.

Fast Forward, Two Steps Back by emmagrant01 (E, 36k)

Everyone knows that Draco Malfoy died in the Room of Requirement ten years ago. So when he suddenly reappears at Hogwarts ten years later, still seventeen years old, Professor Harry Potter's life gets very complicated.

Rare pair:

Rise and Shine by tamlane (E, 2.5k) - Hermione/Teddy

It’s too early to fight off Teddy Lupin’s wandering hands. Not that Hermione tries very hard any other time of the day.

Beneath a Foreign Moon by @lqtraintracks (E, 2.7k) - Harry/Teddy

Harry visits Teddy in the middle of the night.

Getting Hard by Snegurochka (E, 3.3k) - Harry/Scorpius

Scorpius always preferred to do it now, now, and then maybe again in twenty minutes, but Harry took forever. Slowly, though, Scorpius is beginning to see the appeal of being patient.

Slip Free of My Grasp by @lqtraintracks (E, 3.4k) - Harry/Sirius

I don't want to be bad for him. I want to do bad things and still be, somehow, inexplicably, good.

Simple As It Is, Complicated As You Need by @lqtraintracks (E, 3.4k) - Harry/Teddy

It's not something they do often, this whole 'Daddy' thing. But to be fair, they don't even have regular sex as often as Teddy would like either. It's not as though they've even admitted they're doing anything.

A Carnival Mirror by secretsalex (E, 3.4k) - Draco/Albus

Albus Severus is nothing like his father. It’s all those differences that Draco can’t stop thinking about.

Mothering Sunday by pauraque (T, 3.6k) - Astoria/Narcissa

Narcissa always wanted a little girl of her own, and Astoria never really had a proper Mum. Together they build something that neither of them ever knew was possible.

Home for the Holidays by @gracerene (E, 4k) - Charlie/James

Charlie was expecting a normal holiday season at home, surrounded by food, laughter, and the warm embrace of family. He didn't count on James taking that last bit quite so literally.

A Bigger Splash by @wolfpants (E, 7k) - Draco/Albus

It's his dad's 45th birthday in rural Sicily, and all Albus wants is to be seen by Draco Malfoy.

The Moral Dilemma of Sharing by carpemermaid (E, 7.7k) - Draco/Harry/Scorpius

After a handful of coincidental run-ins and a half-joking suggestion Draco and Scorpius had formed the habit of cruising together for wizards to pull on the weekends.

To Me You Are the Sea by marguerite_26 (E, 8.5k) - Harry/Scorpius

Scorpius dreaded attending Harry Potter's fiftieth birthday party for more reasons than he cared to admit.

Take Him to the Stars (Cut to the Feeling) by @writcraft (E, 10k) - Harry/Scorpius

Scorpius has a thing for older men. For one older man, in particular.

Unguarded by birdsofshore (E, 15k) - Draco/Albus

Staying with Scorpius for the first time proves to be more eventful than Albus expected, right from the moment when he walks in on Mr Malfoy shaving.

Team Players by @shiftylinguini (E, 15k) - Teddy/James, Oliver/James

Everyone has that one celebrity they’d move heaven and earth to get between their legs, and James Potter is no exception. He just never anticipated that number one on his Freebie List would end up in the same room as him, let alone would make the first move. But lucky for James, Teddy is a team player―well, he probably is, especially with what James is suggesting.

Possibly, Maybe by Curlee_Cue (E, 72k) - Harry/Scorpius

“A hand carefully brushed Scorpius’ hair out of his eyes and turned his head to face his rescuer. And of course, who else would it be, but Harry Potter? Once just an abstract legend, now his very own personal saviour.”

[shanastoryteller]

Happy Hallows Eve! May I request a bit of triwizard champion Draco?

set in the same universe as this and a continuation of 1 2 3 4 5 6 7

On one hand, Harry can’t wait to tell Ron about this. On the other, he’s never going to believe him.

For the past week, Draco and his mother have arrived right after breakfast and to get themselves absolutely filthy helping decurse and deep clean the Black house.

“What does your father think about all this?” Harry asks on the third day, the both of them on the their hands and knees as they scrub at the floors in one of the upstairs bedrooms, all the furniture helpfully levitating above them thanks to Narcissa.

Draco rubs his arm across his forehead, but the dust mixes with sweat and just leaves a streak of grime in its wake. “The only reason Dad isn’t here helping is because Mum’s got in her head that only Blacks should be working to restore the Black home.”

Harry doesn’t think he’d recover from seeing Lucius Malfoy mopping. “I’m not a Black.”

Draco gives him a withering look. “Says who? Sirius could rent a flat or a whole other townhouse if he wanted and it’s not like he’s exactly fond of this place. Who is this home for if not you?”

Oh.

“People would like you more if you sounded nice while saying nice things,” Harry tells him.

He makes a face and elbows him in the side. “People would like you more if you weren’t an idiot, but there’s no cure for that.”

Harry contemplates the consequences of his actions for about five seconds before pushing Draco forward, spilling the bucket of cleaner over everything, and then bolts while Draco’s still struggling to get to his feet without slipping.

He catches up with him on the stairs and house must be a little appreciative of the cleaning, because the stairs all flatten out to make a slide so they don’t both break their necks when Draco pushes him down it and Harry grabs onto his shirt to take Draco down with him.

[hptransfest]

HP Trans Fest 2023: Reveals!

2023 Reveals Masterlist

31 March

Fic:  Like a Promise • Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley • 1.4k • Rated T By: letsdothepanic

Fic:  Coming Out (With A New Style) • Luna Lovegood & Harry Potter • 1.9k • Rated G By: daydreamerdisease

3 April

Fic: the mortifying ordeal of being • Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter • 33.3k • Rated M By: Piarelei

4 April

Art:  Pride [Art] •   Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter   • Rated G By: Melcarrianna

5 April

Art:  Just For You • Remus Lupin/Severus Snape • Rated T  By: SafePlaceSnupin

Fic:  Edges • Sirius Black & Remus Lupin & Peter Pettigrew & James Potter • 0.6k • Rated T  By: lightinthehallway

Art: S.T.R.A.P. • Hermione Granger • Rated G  By: Tpants

Fic:  when who you once were sheds its skin (for the new you) • Harry Potter • 5.7k • Rated G  By: BitterArm

6 April

Fic:  Zeitgeist • Lucius Malfoy/Narcissa Black Malfoy, Lily Evans Potter/Severus Snape • 54k • Rated E By: hsvh

7 April

Fic:  only half of what I think I can be • Scorpius Malfoy/Hugo Weasley • 7.4k • Rated G By: Lalalaartje, MoonlitMarauder

Fic: Rat Skulls and Turkey Tails • Harry Potter/Severus Snape • 15.4k • Rated E By: GulJeri, GulJerry

Fic: Love is a dress that you wear • Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter/Severus Snape, Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter • 16.9k • Rated E By: deliciousblizzardshark

10 April

Fic: a foundation on which to build • Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter • 19.6k • Rated T By: beyondtheclose

Art:  i lay flowers at the altar of you/ metamorphosis [ART] • Luna Lovegood/Pansy Parkinson • Rated G By: honeybeet

11 April

Fic:  Dappled Light • Lily Evans Potter & Severus Snape, Severus Snape/Other(s) • 4.6k • Rated M  By: zephyrP

Fic:  Percy Weasley and the Chamber of Secrets • Penelope Clearwater & Percy Weasley • 16.9k • Rated T By: AverageFish

Fic:  a dragon mum • Charlie Weasley • 2.3k • Rated G By: artsyspikedhair 

Fic:  Midnight and Royal Blue • Sirius Black/Remus Lupin • 10k • Rated G By: SebbiGrey

12 April

Fic: The Difference • Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy • 23k • Rated E By: DontStopHerNow

Art:  [ART] Their special announcement • Luna Lovegood/Ginny Weasley • Rated G  By: digthewriter

13 April

Fic:  Bound Together • Lucius Malfoy/Narcissa Black Malfoy, Narcissa Black Malfoy/Severus Snape, Lucius Malfoy/Severus Snape, Lucius Malfoy/Narcissa Black Malfoy/Severus Snape • 5.1k • Rated E By: DrWhoIsGinnyHolmes

Fic:  hot cocoa, warm hugs • Sirius Black & Remus Lupin & Harry Potter, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin • 3.8k • Rated T By: teddy_writes_not_ted_talks 

14 April

Fic:  The Life and Death of Regina Black • Regulus Black • 6.2k • Rated M By: Sniper_Jade

Fic:  I call for your name (is that right?) • Regulus Black/Remus Lupin • 8k • Rated T    By: remolupini

Fic:  Perfect Little Life • Regulus Black/James Potter • 6.5k • Rated E By:  CRAmber

17 April

Fic: (They) Keep Me Warm • Hermione Granger/Harry Potter/Ron Weasley • 5.8k • Rated E By: Basicallyahedgehog

18 April

Fic:  eat your young • Regulus Black/James Potter • 1.5k • Rated E By: rosechaser

20 April

Fic: you will seem more like being • Nymphadora Tonks • 6.9k • Rated T By: elskan_ellis

Fic: Salvation Is Inside Me •  Remus Lupin • 0.6k • Rated M By: daydreamerdisease   

21 April

Podfic: [Podfic] the way you make me glow • Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter •   Podfic length: 1:14:14   • Rated M By: roseszain

24 April

Fic:  Love-Woven • Draco Malfoy/Ron Weasley • 4.4k • Rated T By: vitaminpops

26 April

Fic:  Burlesque (With a Twist) • Harry Potter/Tom Riddle • 14.4k • Rated M By: apocalypseWallflower

Fic: Into the Fire • Draco Malfoy/Charlie Weasley • 4.3k • Rated M By: Aneiria

28 April

Fic: romantic vivisection • Lily Evans Potter & Severus Snape • 1.7k • Rated M By: reveriesque

29 April

Fic:  Cinderella’s not Dead, just wearing different shoes • Lucius Malfoy/Narcissa Black Malfoy, Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter • 1.1k • Rated T By: BerserkerRose

Art: charitable explorations • Sirius Black & James Potter, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin • Rated G By: oh_gilderoy

[siriusly-sapphic]

META: Trans Narcissa Malfoy

This is 7K words long and divided into 8 bullet points. It can also be found on AO3 through this link.

This is going to be an overview of my trans!Narcissa headcanon, with a look at queerness in the Black family/pureblood society as a whole, different family dynamics, and how growing up a trans kid in a society like this influences different headcanons/aspects of her character. Needless to say, this is based on my own headcanons and the very limited canon information we have about her (most of which does not inform us about her childhood and family relations as we’d like). It’s by no means meant as an argument as to why everyone should adopt this headcanon, it’s just informative and fun.

I have one reason for writing this and one reason only and it’s “I love this headcanon and want to be able to refer to it without spamming a whole explanation and additional headcanons into an unexpecting discord chat”. Plus, I want to write more headcanons about specifically my take on Narcissa, and for some of those headcanons it’d be very convenient to just be able to refer back to an existing post on how her being trans influences some things in the rest of her life.

How this will be structured:

First things first

1: A general look at how I think queerness is seen and treated in the Black family and by extension pureblood society.

2A: The Black family and the importance of sons and Heirs.

2B: Specifically Narcissa’s position.

3A: Getting to Narcissa’s specifics: a timeline on her realisation and coming out.

3B: Specifically, her parents’ and sisters’ reaction and her own fears.

4: Tying back to the Heirs, the reactions and attitudes of Narcissa’s cousins.

5:Narcissa’s plans for her future and openness about her being trans and queer. (Side tangent: Narcissa and the way she confirms to roles, not individuality.)

6A: Narcissa’s marriage and having a baby

6B: Raising Draco

7: How she chose her name.

8: Some fic recs to close it off

There'll be mentions of transphobia and miscarriage in this post!

Alright so let's get into it I’m so excited.

Firstly

The very simple reason why I love this headcanon. It’s entirely born from a conversation with a friend back in like 2014 on “but why doesn’t her name fit the rest of the cousins/most of her immediate family?” during which we looked at other fanon theories and then went “but what if…” and settled on this. There are obviously other theories, one of the most popular ones that I’ve seen being that Druella cheated and Narcissa is not a Black at all, hence Cygnus refused to give her a traditional name. Personally, I don’t like that as much, and I prefer to think of it as a name she chose herself.

Realistically, the author named Narcissa as a Malfoy and had not decided or simply forgotten that her maiden name would be Black. Narcissa as a character was very blatantly created as Draco’s mum and Lucius’ wife, and therefore she looks like that and not like a character born into the Black family. I don’t care. I’m giving her some fucking agency.

(Sidenote: I know that TODAY there is a star named Narcissus. It was named in 2014 which is well after Narcissa’s birth and the books’ release and it was named by a random person. This is not what Narcissa was named for.)

1: Queerness in the Black family (and pureblood society)

The way I see it, queerness in and of itself is not grounds for disownment within the family. Pureblood society functions best when everybody does what is expected of them, and is vaguely happy doing it. By no means does this mean that it’s celebrated or wholeheartedly accepted, but as long as it does not interfere with your willingness to fulfil your duties, who cares. If you’re insistent and dutiful, you can even change which role you’ll fulfil for your family, if the circumstances allow. At the same time, I imagine it’s a bit of a ‘don’t ask don’t tell’ situation, where privacy is greatly appreciated depending on the circumstances. Be gay, if you want to be, but do get married and don’t make a scandal.

How this interacts with different people in these families fully depends on what is expected and needed within a specific family. For example, a family like the Lestranges with two pureblood sons, wouldn’t have much of a problem if one of them was gay, as long as at least one of them got married and continued the family name. A family with only one son would be more strict about this, and most likely absolutely would expect their son to marry a witch regardless of his sexuality.

In the Black family specifically, this is complicated because the cousins cause enough trouble without involving queerness. If all of them believed in the blood politics and no one got disowned, Sirius being queer would not have been a huge deal. What I do believe caused problems is Sirius very happily and openly snogging halfblood wizards or blood traitors. If he’d bought into his family’s ideologies and Regulus had gotten married to a pureblood witch, and Sirius would’ve fallen for some wizard of the Sacred 28, arrangements could be made to make that work.

More specifically being trans, again, so highly depends on the circumstances. One of these is, again, simply the amount of other children willing and able to do as told. I will get into the importance of Heirs in a bit, but having at least one son per family is something most families strive for. In that regard, a trans son would be more likely to be happily received than a trans daughter, but again it depends on the circumstances. If a family has three children and two of them are cis wizards, the third being a trans witch would be far less of an issue than if (as in Narcissa’s case), the first two are also witches.

Obviously this is a far more complicated topic, but that’s the gist of it: it depends, but if you’re willing to do as told or you are lucky enough to have the siblings to ‘make up’, being queer is not the end of the world and can absolutely be accepted. Also, again obviously, I’m by no means saying that that’s a good and ideal way of treating queerness (or your children in general). I hope that’s clear.

2A: Sons and Heirs in the Black family

This is specifically about the importance of the name and of the Heir in the Black family, and how I imagine this would work for the two different branches we see in canon. (Orion and Walburga’s children, and Cygnus and Druella’s.)

Long story short: they’re important. Both Druella and Walburga would have entered their marriages knowing that the main thing expected of them is to not only have at least one son, but to raise that son into a proper Heir ready to continue the name and reputation of the Black family. In my head, this largely goes per branch of the family tree. Walburg having two sons does not mean that Druella should not have one, and if both had a son it would not matter as much who’s older. They’d both be raised as the respective Heirs of their fathers, and that’d be the most important role within that family.

For Sirius and Narcissa, in this case and following my basic timeline, this means that for the first fifteen years of Narcissa’s life, they were both viewed as the respective Heirs of their family. Regulus is Sirius’ ‘spare’, in that sense, in case Sirius fucks it up along the way (which, obviously, he does and we all love him for it), but that does not translate as much to giving Narcissa any leeway. Would it have been ‘worse’ if both her cousins were witches? Sure, absolutely, but having two male cousins does not mean her father doesn’t want his own Heir, too. Narcissa was supposed to be that, and clearly wasn’t.

2B: Narcissa’s own position in the family

In a way this builds very much on the semi-popular fanon that Narcissa, cis or trans, was supposed to be her father’s son. She’s the youngest of her sisters, and she’s the last child Druella has. She was Druella’s last chance of having the Heir her husband needed and fulfilling her duty towards the family she married into. I have seen headcanons where Narcissa is born a cis girl, immediately offsetting disappointment in her family because that’s not what was supposed to happen, and she suffers this perceived failure of her mother for much of her life.

If she’s trans, that’s not immediately what happens.

In this instance, Narcissa is born and she’s assumed to be the Heir her parents were waiting for. Her father’s Heir, his only son, her mother’s duty fulfilled and their absolute pride and joy. She would have been raised with the knowledge and understanding (and, I sincerely believe until she came to the realisation she’s a girl, full willingness) that she’d marry an appropriate pureblood witch and continue the family name, have her own Heirs, and do exactly as her family needed. After two older sisters, and as they grew older two rebellious older sisters (in different ways, but still), Narcissa was the golden child. Including as they got older compared to Sirius, she was the ‘better’ Heir.

Until she wasn’t.

I think this put Narcissa into a position where the role she had been raised and praised for her entire life, at one point becomes something that she can’t possibly live up to. Narcissa has always been raised for a very specific purpose, a purpose that I genuinely believe she would have wanted to fulfil if she thought she could, and then she comes to the realisation that she can’t. She knows her family. She knows what she needs to be, and she knows she can’t. Narcissa was the light of her family, the absolute golden child. She was that annoying brat that other parents pointed their children to in a “look at her, be more like her” manner. The example of what it meant to be a pureblood wizard’s Heir.

And that brings me to perhaps my favourite thing about her in this entire post.

She knew exactly what she was doing when she came out. She knew what she was risking, she knew what she was giving up, and she did it. More about that process in the next part, but that’s important. I don’t think there were many moments in Narcissa’s life where she chose something for herself without letting her family’s needs overshadow hers. Her coming out was exactly that. That was a choice she made knowing full well that it was one of the worst things she could do to her family, and I admire her for it.

That said:

3: The timeline, her realisation and coming out process

So in the briefest overview: the way I tend to write Narcissa, she realises that she’s trans somewhere in the beginning of her fourth year at Hogwarts, at 14. She comes out to her family (and with that, really, the rest of society) in the summer between fourth and fifth year, allowing her to start her fifth year as Narcissa.

That’s the timeline, roughly. But what matters here too, is how her cousins and sisters are doing. Frankly, Narcissa would’ve had an easier time transitioning if Sirius and Andromeda had stayed in their lanes (and she absolutely does carry some resentment about that towards them, however unfair this may be). For this I’m using mainly an alternate age gap between the Black cousins, not the canon one, but I’ll also make a brief note on how canon age gaps could work into this!

The way I most often write the Black cousins’ ages is as follows: when Narcissa is 15, Andromeda is 17/18, and Bellatrix is 19. Sirius is 14/15 and is only a few months younger than Narcissa, and Regulus is 13.

The most important thing about this is, for the sake of the timeline, this means that Sirius is already sorted and is already rebelling and is well on his way to getting disowned. He’s the family disappointment, only outdone by Andromeda who’s eloped with Ted at this point. Narcissa is the golden perfect child more than ever. And she’s realising she’s not.

This also means that her sister is already disowned. There are some rumours about Sirius potentially being disowned, too. Narcissa would be incredibly naive to the workings of her family if she went into coming out without acknowledging there was a possibility that she would be disowned. As I said, I don’t think that in pureblood society, being trans would necessarily immediately translate to being disowned, but in this particular case… That’s a very real possibility.

I think she knew that. I think she was willing to take that risk, and she was willing to suffer the consequences of being disowned. She knew it was a possibility, and she accepted that.

Between her realising she’s trans and her telling her family, there’s a period of time where I do think she genuinely tried to bargain with herself about it. Trying to see if she could make it work. If she could pretend, and keep pretending, and deny this about herself. And she decided she couldn’t, and it wasn’t worth it. Her choosing that her own well-being is more important than what her family needs from her is a rare decision on her part — it’s honestly not one she makes much more often.

Obviously, she did not get disowned. But that doesn’t change that she didn’t know that, and I want to give her credit for that.

If you want to follow a more canon timeline: the main big difference here is that Sirius would be a lot younger. By the time Narcissa comes out, he would not be rebelling yet, and while this places Regulus in a less vulnerable position at the time, it doesn’t necessarily change the pressure on Narcissa’s shoulder. Her father still would not have a replacement for his Heir.

3B: The family’s reactions to her coming out

So why is she not disowned?

My headcanon is basically that Druella wanted to disown her. Walburga perhaps even wanted to disown her. Cygnus considered it, very genuinely so, and then decided not to.

Again for this we look at the context: Andromeda has been disowned for eloping with a muggleborn wizard. Bellatrix is devoted to blood purity, but instead of being this obedient daughter to her family she’s following around Tom Riddle. In my head, Bella doesn’t get married very young and she’s quite rebellious in her own way in the sense that she wants a place in Voldemort’s circles and doesn’t really look for a husband immediately.

Narcissa has two sisters, one who’s disowned and one who has no intention of being the ideal daughter her parents would’ve preferred. Now, what their parents want is for Narcissa to remain their Heir, but Cygnus isn’t stupid either.

He’s in a position where whether he disowns Narcissa or not, his Heir is gone. Either he disowns her and she leaves the family and gets to live her life in peace, or he doesn’t disown her and she might not be his Heir anymore, but she’s still his devoted daughter. And Narcissa is devoted. She loves her family, she takes pride in her family, and her parents know that. Furious as they might be that she chooses herself over her family when she decides to transition, they’re not stupid and they know that she is devoted to the family reputation and whatever else she might do to help it.

So I think Cygnus decides not to disown her, with the deal that if she won’t be his Heir, she’ll be a damn perfect daughter. And Narcissa absolutely makes it her purpose in life to be just that. Cygnus’ reaction can be summed up as being disappointed, but willing to see what Narcissa can do for his family when she’s allowed to be herself. He’s not a great father, but that’s an alright moment. He does genuinely love his daughters, even if none of them end up quite what he’d expected or wanted from them, and between the three of them Narcissa remains his favourite.

Druella… I plan to write a whole separate post on Druella and Narcissa’s relationship. But Druella wants Narcissa to be disowned, and when Narcissa isn’t disowned, Druella does not forgive her. Druella became a mother because she was a wife and she had to give her husband sons. I think the way she sees it, it’s very simple: Narcissa was supposed to be the fulfilment of Druella’s duty, and instead she became the reason Druella ‘failed’. There is nothing Narcissa can do after coming out that is going to make Druella truly proud of her, truly happy to have her as a daughter. I don’t think that stops Narcissa from trying, but her mother very much sees her as a reflection of her personal failure, and she’s not getting back from that. Druella’s heinous, really.

Moving on to Narcissa’s sisters, Bellatrix and Andromeda: this ties back again to being trans or queer in general, is not as big a deal in most of the wizarding world as circumstances can make it. Andromeda is eloped by the time Narcissa comes out, or she’s in the process of running away, and I imagine the biggest feeling she has about it is concern regarding their parents’ reaction. She loves her little sister, though, and if anything she’s disappointed that Narcissa chooses to stay within the family when given the chance instead of just leaving. Bellatrix is a little more complicated, but ultimately positive.

For Bellatrix, I think her feelings are split between this strong protectiveness over her little sister, which is also fuelled by Andromeda having just left and Bellatrix is furious with her and really determined to not lose another one of her sisters. Where Andromeda is disappointed that Narcissa stays, Bellatrix celebrates it. On the other hand, she’s kind of jealous in a way, and that pisses her off. I think between Bellatrix and Narcissa, Bellatrix has always been the oldest and Narcissa has always been the most important. Bellatrix, in a way, would love to have what Narcissa was born into. That importance to the family, that position of power that Narcissa’s grown up in, being the favourite without even really trying. Narcissa was the one her parents had waited for, Bellatrix was ‘just’ the oldest daughter who had to prove herself.

And obviously, it’s not that simple, and it was hell for Narcissa in a different way, but from Bella’s perspective… I can see her being a little pissed off that Narcissa, out of all people, is stepping back from that role that she used to take such pride in and that the family has always prided her on. Ultimately though, Bellatrix also isn’t stupid and she can damn well see that Narcissa is going through it and needs her big sister, and I do genuinely believe that Bellatrix loved her sisters very deeply. It’s the two of them against the world, in a way, and they have each other’s back.

4: Heirs and cousins

Okay so tying back to the importance of Heirs in this godforsaken family. Sirius and Regulus’ reactions to Narcissa’s coming out are painful in two opposing ways. Here it becomes important, too, that Sirius and Narcissa in my headcanons are quite close in age.

Sirius and Narcissa grow up close together as the Heirs to their fathers. That’s such a particular kind of pressure and strain onto a young child that only the two of them really understand. Even compared to other pureblood families, not all of them are quite as uptight and strict. They found a lot of understanding in each other for those first 14 years. Regulus is Sirius’ ’spare’, in a way, and is not raised with quite that same pressure (yet).

The interesting thing here is (and one day I’ll do an entire post on just Sirius and Narcissa bc I love their dynamic) that both Sirius and Narcissa, as they get a little older and enter their teens, stop wanting to be the Heirs to their family. For the different reasons, obviously, but that still happens. Both become, in a way, disillusioned with these ideas that they’ve been raised with all their lives. Both of them, for different reasons and perhaps without expressing this to each other initially, want out.

Because both of them in a relatively short timeframe make it clear that they don’t intend to be these perfect Heirs they were supposed to be for much longer, Regulus gets put in an extremely difficult position. I do think that both Sirius and Narcissa feel a degree of guilt towards him, for that reason, even if they know there wasn’t really another way to make it work. From Regulus’ perspective though… I think he loves Narcissa, and he looks up to her, but for the first while after she comes out, he feels betrayed. He feels like she’s just made his life more difficult for a selfish reason, something he was already starting to feel about Sirius, and he doesn’t respond very well. He gets over that, with time (I think Sirius being officially disowned brings Regulus and Narcissa much closer, as they’ve both experienced that kind of ‘betrayal’ from a sibling. Yeah, seeing your siblings and cousins making choices that benefit them but make your impossible duties harder to fulfill is more often seen as betrayal by these kids then not, apparently).

Sirius, ironically, feels betrayed too.

As I said earlier, I think a lot of what pureblood kids are and aren’t allowed to get away with highly depends on what their siblings and cousins are doing in the meantime. For Sirius, this kinda means that when Narcissa comesout he knows that him running away is going to make things harder for Regulus than they would already have been. That complicates his feelings, but I think Sirius’ main feeling of betrayal actually comes from Narcissa not leaving the family.

I think that when Sirius and Narcissa both came to the conclusion that they didn’t want to be the Heirs of their family anymore, Sirius got a little hopeful. I genuinely think that for a short while there, his plans involved Narcissa being disowned and him being disowned too and the two of them who are already so close being able to make a better life for themselves away from the family that he’s grown to hate. Sirius doesn’t anticipate that Narcissa doesn’t want that. For Narcissa, disownment is a risk she’s willing to accept the consequences of, but when she’s not disowned she’s grateful and she’s happy and she refuses to entertain the idea of voluntarily leaving the family behind.

For that, Sirius feels betrayed. Regulus wants Narcissa to never have come out at all (for a little while), Sirius wants her to go all the way and truly rebel. Narcissa’s stuck in the middle where she always feels safest, and everyone’s left disappointed.

I promise things get a little happier.

5: Narcisssa’s plans moving forward

Looking at the course of her life, I think it’s safe to say that for Narcissa’s genuine happiness and well-being it would’ve been best, actually, if she’d been disowned at fifteen. If she had been forced out of the family, forced to find a different way of living outside of this restrictive family that demanded too much of her, she’d have been better off. But that’s not what happened.

Narcissa isn’t disowned, and to her that’s the best news she could’ve gotten. What this means, however, is that she’s now in a position where the reason she was allowed to stay a part of the Blackfamily, is because there was a chance she could be the perfect daughter neither of her sisters were. She takes that to heart, far too willingly, and it affects almost everything she does moving forward. To Narcissa, in some tragic way of thinking, she owes her family that much. She owes them perfection, because she failed the first time around and her father ‘forgave’ her. Moving forward, a lot of her motivation becomes “making her family proud” which can in a way be translated to “don’t make them regret this decision”. 

And it’s very simple, really: all she has to be is perfect. Narcissa is someone who understands what is expected of her very very well, and for the most part what is expected of her corresponds with what she wants. She knows the rules of pureblood society, and I think from her perspective the most straightforward way of keeping herself safe and protected is by simply following these rules to a tee. She doesn’t push her luck, she keeps her head relatively down and does as told when it matters.

She’s one of those women who genuinely looks forward to marrying a rich man for his last name and have two picture perfect sons for him. While I think she’s a romantic at heart, I also think she’s ultimately realistic and she’s okay with not getting a fairytale marriage if that’s what her family needs. Narcissa takes so much pride in the Black family name, and honestly I think she’s aware that it’s partly that name that means that no one else in pureblood society would dare question her regarding her coming out or her transition. Whether that’s true or not (it entirely depends on other world building, obviously), she’s absolutely grateful for the protection offered by the Black name. Even if her parents are less than pleased about it, even if her mother wants her disowned, as long as she’s not, her mere association with the Black family offers security and a place in society that she otherwise easily could have lost.

In her eyes, the path forward is clear. Be Cygnus’ perfect daughter, become some pureblood wizard’s perfect wife, and raise his perfect children. It’s easy, it’s something she wants, and it’s something she’s genuinely good at. Narcissa understands society, she plays the game very well, and she has a good time playing.

The caveat here is that I do think this comes with the consequence of Narcissa genuinely not having much of an identity beyond the way she exists to other people. This is again something I want to make a separate post on, but for now: Narcissa has been raised to fulfill a purpose, not as a child and a person in her own right. When she transitioned, she didn’t necessarily seek out individuality, either. She sought to change the purpose she fulfilled in her family, and quite frankly being her own person with individual needs and desires was not high on her list of priorities.

Narcissa was raised the Black Heir, and it takes her a really long time to stop identifying herself as much more beyond Cygnus Black’s Daughter or Mrs. Lucius Malfoy, or even simply Draco Malfoy’s mother. Following a canon timeline, I don’t think it’s unrealistic for her to not truly let herself be just Narcissa until the Second War is over. Even when she perceives herself to make a genuinely selfish decision in pushing forward with her transition despite her family’s wishes, she does it in such a way that still does not allow for genuine personal freedom on her part. That’s just not what she seeks out — and it takes her a long time to realise that that’s even something she needs. (That said, fics and headcanons that push her to realise this much sooner are my absolute favourite).

Throughout the rest of her life, she kind of exists in this space between being out and being open about being trans (and being queer in general, I also headcanon her as being bisexual). For obvious reasons, most everyone in the wizarding world who reads Witch Weekly and keeps up a little bit with pureblood society knows that Narcissa’s come out. It’s genuinely big news for the infamous Black Heir to transition. That’s a thing. Narcissa doesn’t mind that that much, it’s something she expected but it’s also the reason she is genuinely very grateful that her family has her back in the eyes of the public.

But after the initial wave of shock and curiosity, when she’s married and she’s on her way of having a baby… she doesn’t mind just never bringing it up again. Narcissa never treats being trans as a secret, and it’s absolutely not something she’s ever ashamed about, but she’s not the kind of person who gets involved in activism or longs to be a spokes person for the trans community. You’ll never see her at a pride parade. It’s honestly a shame, and I think it could do her well to find genuine pride (and not arrogance), but that’s not who she is.

I imagine for Narcissa, it almost feels like her transition is a very specific chapter in her life that happened, that’s past, that she feels no shame about whatsoever, but she sees no reason to revisit it. Most people of Harry’s generation that aren’t purebloods won’t even know, and she doesn’t care if they do (if asked, for whatever reason, she sees no point in hiding. She’s not closeted in any way. She simply passes well and has no desire to bring up the past.)

6: Narcissa’s marriage and having Draco

First things first, the first “but actually” comment I always get if I mention trans!Narcissa is “but she has a child” and quite frankly, fuck that. This is a world with magic and the magic in HP has shitty rules that allow for near anything to be possible. This is also a fandom that loves to write cis teen boys accidentally knocking each other up and if you can make that look plausible in your worldbuilding, a trans woman with the resources and privilege Narcissa has, can damn well make it happen.

That said: her family. This will be a little shorter, because there are so many different interpretations of lucissa and I love so many of them but most of them are pretty similarly influenced by Narcissa being trans, honestly, unless you choose to headcanon Lucius as transphobic which personally, I just don’t want to. (My favourite description of Lucius comes from @nymphadoratonqs's portrayal of him in the sense of him being equally misogynistic towards cis and trans women lmao, but that still doesn’t apply to all lucissa ideas).

Regardless of whether Lucius and Narcissa have this epic love story or if it’s a cold and loveless arranged marriage, Narcissa would’ve married him blindly when her family wanted her to. It’s honestly that simple. To her, Lucius doesn’t have to be Prince Charming, even though she’ll love to be convinced he is. Lucius is simply a part of the duties she has towards her family, and the marriage between them is something she wants not necessarily for love but for the status and protection it provides her with and the good it does for her family’s reputation. I tend to headcanon that Narcissa married Lucius before Bellatrix married Rodolphus, so it was pretty important for her to get married quickly and get married well.

Her marriage to Lucius is in this way simply the next step in what I described in point 5: it’s what she has to do, and it’s something she’s willing to do. She likes being a wife, she genuinely does, and sad as it is, Lucius’ behaviour or care for her does not immediately change that. Whether they are madly in love before they get married, or he doesn’t bother to ask her how her day was for the entirety of the marriage.. She wants to be his wife, and she prides herself on the name Mrs. Lucius Malfoy as much as she prided herself on the name Narcissa Black.

Regarding Draco, Narcissa wants to be a mother. I think she found it quite hard in the first years, and her difficult relationship with her own mother didn’t help in the slightest, but she wants motherhood. It’s a pretty common fanon idea that Lucius and Narcissa struggled to conceive and/or suffered from miscarriages before having Draco, and that’s always been a headcanon I’ve adopted myself too.

Miscarriages happen, that’s just a tragically common fact of nature. Fertility struggles happen. These things are more common than people often acknowledge, and I don’t think the wizarding world is very different, I’d certainly ague that pureblood society is terrible about it. A pureblood witch’s most important duty is to provide her husband with sons and continue that precious bloodline. When Narcissa struggles to get pregnant, and when she loses a pregnancy, she’s both devastated and deeply humiliated.

Obviously it’s not true, but it feels like there is this one thing that she wants and that she also must do, that is expected of her, and is almost something that she feels like should ‘prove’ that she was right to think herself capable of being this perfect wife and daughter. And she fails. There are very few things that she’s quite as private about as her struggles with pregnancy. Up until the moment she’s far enough along with Draco that it feels relatively safe, she insists to anyone who asks that she and Lucius are purposefully waiting until the war settles down to have children. She absolutely refuses to admit to anyone, with perhaps the exception of one or two genuinely close friends, that anything else is happening.

And then there’s Draco.

6B: Raising her son

Draco as we see him in canon is a spoiled brat, a bigoted child, and just a general asshole. Love him or hate him, he takes after his parents and he needs some fucking work. Narcissa loves him more than she’s ever loved anything or anyone.

There’s a lot more to be said about Narcissa and Draco’s relationship, also in relation to Narcissa’s own parents and the war and it’s all so interesting, but for this particular post I’m focusing on the way Narcissa chooses to raise her son, the Malfoy Heir, after her own experiences being her father’s Heir and the pressure and the disappointment of letting him down. Narcissa knows what’s expected of her in regards to raising Draco, and she knows what will be expected of him, but there’s a line.

As I mentioned earlier, while Narcissa never bothers going through effort of hiding being trans, it’s not something she brings up herself and she prefers to live her life without giving people any potential reasons to criticise her. The exception is Draco. She ensures that from a young age, he knows she’s queer, and most important that he knows that should he ever realise he’s queer himself, she’ll understand and she’ll love him. She never wants him to feel quite as trapped in his position in the Malfoy family as she did, and she never wants him to struggle between the decision of potentially being disowned and living a life he can be genuinely happy in. Obviously, in the grand scheme of the war, none of this really ends up mattering, but that’s a very conscious choice she makes when raising Draco.

There are a lot of mistakes she (and Lucius) make when raising their son. Draco’s spoiled rotten, he’s never been told no, and then he’s put in this extremely dangerous situation as a result of his parents’ choices and mistakes. Narcissa, devoted of a mother as she is, fucks up. But she does this right. She really does. There is nothing Draco can do that would make her even consider turning her back on him, and he knows that.

7: Choosing her name

This is both where this headcanon originated and my favourite little tidbit about Narcissa’s character. I strongly believe that her deadname did fit the Black family tradition of stars and constellations and all that fun space stuff. I’ve also said that I very much believe that Narcissa was overjoyed to be able to remain a part of her family, and that she did genuinely strive to be the perfect daughter for her parents.

So why did she choose a name that did not reflect the tradition of the family she loves so dearly?

Long story short: it’s a small reminder, every day, that she did choose herself.

I think she picked the name Narcissa before she came out to her parents, before she knew if she was going to be disowned or not but at a point where she did know that she wasn’t going to be held back by the fear of disownment. She purposefully chose something that had nothing to do with her family because she had to be able to remind herself that as much as she wanted their approval, she didn’t need it. (Of course, as she grows up she does a whole lot more with the explicit purpose of gaining their approval, but Narcissa is nothing if not a very contradictory woman).

The name Narcissa comes from Greek Mythology, and it’s my personal headcanon that especially when she’s younger, she’s quite the little nerd about Greek Mythology. She read the myths in Ancient Greek and all that, and she’s honestly so pretentious about it. (Additionally: Uncle Alphard gave her her first book on mythology as a young child and she’s held onto it ever since). Narcissus is a figure who is so beautiful that just about everyone who meets him falls in love at first sight, and he’s so arrogant that people kill themselves from how cruelly he rejects them. (Literally. There’s one guy who declares his love and says he’ll die without Narcissus’ affection, and Narcissus sends him a dagger in response.) Eventually, cursed by Aphrodite for the way he treated a nymph called Echo, Narcissus falls in love with his own reflection in the water. He withered away, so heartbroken that he could never love himself, until he was transformed into a daffodil.

I think it’s one of Narcissa’s favourite myths for a long time, and when choosing a name it feels almost obvious. Part of her simply genuinely wants to be that beautiful. She wants to be able to look in the mirror and all but fall in love with herself. And she certainly succeeds.

It’s also simply a quiet act of rebellion that no one but her own family would even notice. No one else would actually realise that technically Narcissa isn’t derived from a star, it sounds every bit as pretentious as all the other names. It’s very clever in that way. Only her parents will ever really know just how willing she was to step away from the family for her own sake, until she didn’t have to.

8: A couple of fic recs and ideas

I’ll say there aren’t a lot of works where Narcissa’s explicitly written as trans (there are 23 works in the “trans narcissa black malfoy” tag, and a lot of them are from ships I’m personally not interested in reading). I’ve listed a handful of fics, and a few ideas for stories that I would love to read or write one day.

Excellence by SiriuslySapphic

Yeah yeah I’m starting with a self rec. I’ll also say that though not every Narcissa fic on my page actually goes into detail of Narcissa being trans, all but one WIP is written with trans!narcissa in mind bc that’s just the way I write Narcissa.

Excellence is a Dorcas/Narcissa WIP that starts in fifth year (after the summer that she comes out) and will follow them throughout the first war. It’s about the two of them figuring out who to be in pureblood society, how the war divides everyone, and queerness in the wizarding world with a healthy dose of magical theory later on. It’s not canon compliant (Dorcas doesn’t die), and will be angsty with a happy ending.

A Most Uxorious Tale by TheWakeless

Ux-o-ri-ous def. having or showing an excessive or submissive fondness for one's wife.

This is 40K words of Lucius/Narcissa with the vibes of Morticia and Gomez Addams. It’s mainly canon compliant with a happy ending and it deals with Narcissa’s transition, her childhood, a lot of dark magic and gaining the Dark Lord’s approval. It’s a detailed look at how queerness exists in the wizarding world, and what it’s like to transition within pureblood society.

Two-way Mirror by Lightinthehallway

So I mentioned just how interesting Sirius and Narcissa’s relationship is freaking interesting and her being trans only increases that complicated dynamic. This fic looks at exactly that, except they’re both trans and it’s a whole thing and there’s pain and betrayal and trust, and I love it. Andromeda’s reaction in this really hurt me, but I also kinda like that complicated take on their relationship. This is also a fascinating look at how coming out goes differently in both branches of the Black family, and how it interacts with existing family dynamics!

And some ideas: I think it’d be so interesting to write about Narcissa a little bit later in life, perhaps while Draco and his friends are growing up. Fics with conversations between Narcissa and Draco, maybe, or him coming out to her later in life?? I also love the the trans!pansy headcanon, and I’d honestly love to see fics or hcs where Narcissa is this kind of role model to younger pureblood kids and just?? Please?

I also really love the idea of Narcissa after the second war getting the chance to live a life for herself, in a world where pureblood society and last names matter a little less than she was used to growing up. Narcissa being able to figure out who she is beyond last names and titles, as long as it may take? (This works beautifully in combination with a lot of different post war ships, too! A current favourite of mine is Remus/Narcissa healing after the war).

(I’m obsessed with Narcissa learning the beauty of individuality and personhood) so another idea is literally any AU that lets her get out of the Black family as it works. Narcissa who gets disowned when she comes out, is devastated, and in the long run finds she’s better for it. Narcissa who runs away willingly when Sirius does, or who ends up on Andromeda’s doorstep shortly after Hogwarts because she’s come to the realisation that she matters as more than a Role.

Conclusion / TLDR

The basics of everything I just said (it’s a grand total of 7K words) can be summarised as “Trans!narcissa comes out at about 15 in a family that values the contribution children make to the family reputation over absolutely everything else. She’s not disowned because her father decides to let her prove herself worthy of carrying the Black name after all, and she genuinely wants to make it her life purpose to basically not let him down. She struggles a lot with the concept of being an individual and does not see this as a problem, but she raises Draco with an insane amount of spoiling and a genuinely healthy dose of you are loved and will never have to fear being thrown out over something you can’t help. Her name is its own little form of rebellion that no one but her parents really notice and it also shows off that she’s a tiny little nerd at heart.”

Otherwise, I don’t really know how to end meta posts like these so…? That was that? I hope this was an interesting read. If anyone has any like questions or recs or just thoughts my inbox is open lmao I love to waste time talking about Narcissa Malfoy.

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The Dark Little Gryffindor

The Dark Little Gryffindor https://ift.tt/xdJ4ZBM by Princess_slytherin22 Hermione didn't expect her whole life to be a lie. But it is. When she's told that not only was she adopted when she was a baby, by the two people she always called mum and dad but the fact that she was a pureblood witch this entire time. And Harry knew along with the others who she really was and who her true family was. That angers her to no end and she turns her back on them when she finds out she's secretly the twin sister to no one other than Theodore Nott. But she can't tell them yet. Not until she fulfills her vow to Narcissa Malfoy to protect Draco and help him with his task in secret.   Draco discovers someone has been helping him with the vanishing cabinet and he thinks he's losing his mind that the cabinet is getting fixed a little faster than he anticipated. Until he sees her one day in the R.O.R fixing it. Just like he was doing. Words: 3875, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Categories: F/M, M/M Characters: Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Theodore Nott, Daphne Greengrass, Astoria Greengrass, Blaise Zabini, Pansy Parkinson, Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Harry Potter, Lavender Brown, Severus Snape, Albus Dumbledore, Horace Slughorn, Minerva McGonagall, Katie Bell, Leanne (Harry Potter), Narcissa Black Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, Bellatrix Black Lestrange, Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Nott Sr. (Harry Potter) Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Lavender Brown/Ron Weasley, Theodore Nott/Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley/Blaise Zabini, Astoria Greengrass/Pansy Parkinson, Daphne Greengrass/Ernie Macmillan Additional Tags: Pureblood Hermione Granger, Character Death, Dark Hermione Granger, POV Draco Malfoy, Lies, Fluff and Smut, Slow Burn, POV Hermione Granger, POV Theodore Nott, BAMF Hermione Granger, Protective Draco Malfoy, Top Draco Malfoy, Falling In Love, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Angst and Feels, Family Secrets, Secrets, Enemies to Lovers, Draco Malfoy Needs a Hug, Supportive Narcissa Black Malfoy, Good Parent Narcissa Black Malfoy, BAMF Narcissa Black Malfoy, Mentor Severus Snape, Rough Sex, Shower Sex, Sex, Oral Sex, Dark Magic, Unbreakable Vow (Harry Potter), Death Eater Draco Malfoy, Death Eater Hermione Granger, Hermione Granger is So Done, Hermione Granger is Not Okay, Draco Malfoy is Bad at Feelings, Draco Malfoy is Good at Sex, Virgin Hermione Granger, Brother-Sister Relationships, Community: Dramione FanFiction Forum, Facebook: Dramione Fanfiction Writers via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/nAYeVlW March 21, 2024 at 10:15PM