#draco is on board

[obsessedwithceleste]

The Slytherin Boys as Hogwarts classes

(That I associate them with)

Theodore//Potions

Lorenzo//Herbology

Mattheo//Defense Against the Dark Arts

Draco//Transfiguration

Blaise//Ancient Runes

[souryam]

lucissa ft baby draco

[heres-a-board]

⚡Harry Potter Aesthetic⚡

[kaitlinamberxo]

“My father will hear about this!”

kaitlin's 100 favorite fictional muses — 80/100: Draco Malfoy

[quirk-nova]

Draco (Brawl Stars) aesthetic board for @p3k-n-party

[three--eyed--cat]

!! hannah abott, moodboard !!

[syntheticswan]

Harry Potter Purple

Ofc there’s the four houses with their main colors, red, green, blue, yellow. But who says your favorite color can’t be purple while attending!

[buttercupspotify]

hi, hope you doing well! can you please make a mb on these three themes: leo, istj and slytherin

thanks a lot!✨

─── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ───

Requested by @countdrac22

[obsessedwithceleste]

The Slytherin boys as songs in TTPD

No I will not be explaining my choices, this is purely self indulgent🫶🏽

[death-notex]

Slytherin mood board

[thealbinoferret]

Practicing mood boards.

✨Thought I’d start with Draco ✨

[saintlopezlov3r]

Imagine: Dating Draco Malfoy

Harry Potter

Mood board

[the-mellow-drama]

Pinterest x AO3

I have created a Pinterest board dedicated to my WIP on AO3

Pinterest board-

WIP-

Remain Anonymous - Chapter 1 - themellowdrama - Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling [Archive of Our Own]

[iobsessoverfictionalmen]

The Danger of Devotion.

AN: This story contains mentions of kidnapping. It happens before the fic starts. There are mentions of near death and injury in this chapter (not to the reader).

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Chapter 1

You fought the gasp that threatened to burst its way out of your mouth when you saw the state of the living room in Spinner’s End.  The room was a mess and there were clear signs of a struggle.  The Floo Powder pot that was resting on the mantlepiece when you left this morning was dribbling down into the fireplace itself causing the flames to turn green every few seconds.  The chair that you sat in last night while being cocooned in Severus’ arms was now strewn in pieces around the living room.

A noise caught your attention and you whipped around to see Narcissa, Lucius, and Draco coming into the lounge room from the dining room.  Seeing your wand, they all held up their hands in surrender.  “We had nothing to do with this, I promise,” Lucius vowed, stepping forwards.

You examined him and his family critically for some time before lowering your wand.

“I’ve never known one of Moody’s pupils to lower their wand,” Draco said.

“Moody taught me to distinguish between truth and fiction,” you replied.

As you looked at the Malfoy family again, it had been a few weeks since you’d last seen them at the Battle of Hogwarts.  The memory of the event caused a painful twinge in your abdomen; even through Draco’s seventh year at Hogwarts, you and Severus were close with the older Malfoys and you counted yourself lucky that you could call Lucius and Narcissa your friends.

The Malfoy family looked less pale, less tired, and overall they seemed to be in better health than they had been during the Battle of Hogwarts.   However despite Harry’s testimony and Voldemort’s defeat, the Malfoys had had their wands confiscated and you’d heard rumours that they were under close surveillance as ordered by the temporary Minister for Magic, Kingsley Shacklebolt.  You also had a feeling that they were being shunned by some people in Magical Britain because of their actions during the war and their allegiance to Voldemort.

You had no idea how to phrase the question that was on your mind and shock was starting to sink its icy fingers into your body.  Thankfully, Narcissa was able to voice the answer to the question that you couldn’t ask.

“As I navigated my way here before Draco’s sixth year, I was leading Draco and Lucius here and along the way, we discussed matters arising in Wizarding Britain although, in fear of eavesdroppers and undercover Aurors with a grudge, we did not use any names of individuals nor places.  We were waiting to cross the street when there was a colossal bang which forced the door to Severus’ house open.  Shortly after, thick, dark smoke billowed out of the doorway and Rookwood, Alecto and Amycus exited the house with an unconscious Severus in tow.”

“Severus didn’t go quietly,” Draco observed proudly, looking around the ruined lounge room, “I knew he was a fantastic dueller.  He must’ve been surprised and the only reason that he was captured was probably because he’s still not at full strength because of…”

Draco trailed off before he could finish his sentence but you all knew what he was going to say.  Nagini’s bites had seriously weakened Severus leaving him close to death.  In fact Severus was so sure that he was going to die that he bequeathed his memories to Harry in order for the young man to defeat Voldemort.   What Voldemort and Severus hadn’t counted on was Luna catching up to you in the Battle of Hogwarts and handing you a vial of antivenom, saying that you would need to run to administer the potion before it lost its full potency.

Your palms were sweaty as you fought your way to Severus and there were times that you had feared that you would be too late.  There seemed to be many Death Eaters willing to duel you because they could or maybe because they held a grudge that you had one the Practical Defence teaching position.  Thankfully, you did make it in time to provide Severus with the antivenom.  Madame Pomphrey had warned you that Severus’ recovery would be a long one in spite of the man’s determination to continue living.

There was a pop and Harry, Ron, Kingsley, Minerva, and Hermione appeared in the middle of the ruined lounge room.  You frowned at Kingsley for disturbing a crime scene and he winced and looked abashed; no doubt remembering Moody’s lectures on the subject.

“Blimey, what happened here?” Ron exclaimed with a low whistle.

“Some of Vol…his,” you corrected yourself, remembering that you were among people who didn’t like hearing the name spoken and perhaps due to some of your lingering worries that the Taboo on that particular name hadn’t been broken yet “remaining supporters broke in here.  There was a duel and Severus didn’t leave here conscious.”

Harry and Minerva sent you a sympathetic look.  They’d seen how much you cared for Severus following the battle and how much his vulnerable state affected you even though you’d tried to conceal your feelings so Severus wouldn’t pick up on them.  The man had a tendency to be self-deprecating.

Ron met your eyes and subtly inclined his head in the direction of the Malfoy family.  Hermione noticed them too and fidgeted briefly before pulling her sleeve down as if on reflex to ensure that her scarred arm was covered.

“Severus means a lot to all of us,” clearly Lucius had noticed Ron and Hermione’s reactions, “I promise that we had nothing to do with this.  We will even swear it on our magic if we must.”

Minerva nodded stiffly, “That’s good enough for me.  Did you see who attacked Severus?”

Figuring it would be better if you divulged the information, you nodded, “The Carrow siblings and Rookwood were the attackers.”

“Out of the three of them, Rookwood is the strongest,” Kingsley reasoned in his deep voice, “It’s possible that they relocated to Rookwood’s ancestral manor.”

You swallowed; the discussion of bases and strategy was familiar and you found yourself agreeing with Kingsley’s logic.  Every few seconds, your thoughts returned to Severus and it took a lot of effort each time to focus on the present and not get swept away by your fears and memories of Severus.

Dimly, as if you were underwater, you heard Draco inquire as to how Minerva, Kingsley, Hermione, Harry, and Ron had known where to come.  Kingsley’s reply was equally as muffled.  You were just able to make out something about surveillance.

Narcissa must have noticed that you were close to being overwhelmed because in a show of support, bravery, and compassion, she walked forwards to stand next to you and rested a hand on your shoulder.  The simple touch grounded you and you were able to refocus on what Kingsley was saying.

“While they aren’t a part of the Sacred 28, the Rookwood family is still an old and Pureblood family which means that they have a higher level of protection, this also means that the ancestral Rookwood manor will be Unplottable and untraceable by the officials at the Ministry.”

“Of course,” Hermione sighed glumly.

“The Ministry officials may not be able to locate Rookwood manor but they aren’t the only experts in Wizarding Britain, are they?”  You asked, taking a few steps towards the door after Narcissa realised that you were okay and removed her hand, “We can ask the goblins at Gringotts.”

You paused when you noticed that Harry, Ron, and Hermione were not only not commenting on your idea but that they also looked distinctly uncomfortable.

“What is it?” Lucius demanded, also noticing their unease.

Harry licked his lips nervously, “I don’t think the goblins are going to be very happy to see us let alone want to help us.”

“And why is that?” Draco demanded tensely, “We need the goblins help to my godfather because, in case you’ve forgotten, he’s still not fully healed and he’s been kidnapped.”

“The last time we visited Gringotts, we broke into a high-security vault, robbed the vault, and freed the dragon that they were keeping there before riding to freedom on the said dragon,” Harry’s expression may have been blank but his tone was a mix of sheepishness and determination.  You thought that you detected notes of anger and misery in there too.

[legendrarry]

Is there any Drarry Inktober prompts going on this year or do I need to come up with my own or just improvise??

[nubsoftherat]

No content exists for our own universe, so here is some aesthetic boards for Draco and I (Sherlock)'s café ... hangout? I don't know how to explain it, but basically we meet and chat at a coffee shop. Here's images. Pulled from google -

Coffee Skull Draco Art Sherlock Art