#drarropoly 2020

[curlyy-hair-dont-care]

Love Notes 💌

Draco sighed as he felt the hot water from the shower wash away the grime and stress of the day. It had been a long, gruelling day at St. Mungo’s. They'd had an outbreak of the flu, followed by some kids who came in with broken bones after they attempted and failed at Quidditch stunts. He couldn't wait to sink into bed, cuddled up with his boyfriend.

As he towelled his hair dry, he noticed the cutest thing - H <3 D was written on the fogged bathroom mirror. Harry had probably written the message after his shower and charmed it to stay even after the steam in the bathroom cleared.

Draco smiled to himself as he crawled into bed, snaking an arm around his boyfriends waist and placing a soft kiss on the nape of his neck. Harry hummed happily in his sleep and turned to place his head on Draco’s chest.

--

“Auror Potter, an owl dropped this off you,” said Penny, the witch from reception.

Harry gratefully took the paper bag from her. He had left at dawn and had yet to eat anything. Bless Draco for always looking out for him. As he opened the paper bag, he saw a message in Draco's elegant script on it.

You're the apple of my eye. Have a grape day. xx D.

Harry smiled fondly, Draco always made him feel loved and brightened his day.

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"What's this?" Draco said as he picked up his patients file from the medi-witch’s station. He flushed beet red as he read the post-it taped to the file.

Your kisses make my heart flutter. Can't wait until my heart flutters again… H

He'd also drawn and charmed a pair of lips to blow kisses at Draco.

"Harry was here, brought in an injured suspect." Hermione winked at Draco as she headed for her own rounds.

--

Draco was tired and he missed his boyfriend. All they did was work, and their shifts never seemed to align. But he was about to change that. After his early morning shift today, he had the next 48 hours off and he had a plan.

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"Here you go," Ron said as he slammed a cup of Harry's favourite mocha with vanilla and cream from the coffee shop down the street.

Harry's face lit up. "Ah, thanks, mate," he said and took a long sip.

"Perfect," he said just as he spotted something scrawled across the cup.

7p.m. tonight. Just wait until you get home ;) D

"Don't thank me," Ron snorted and sat back at his desk. "Oh, you've got the next two days off, I've cleared it with Robards," he smirked as Harry sank into his chair and nursed his drink.

--

Harry arrived home to dim lights and soft music. Draco was in the kitchen stirring a pot of  risotto and moving to the rhythm of the music. Harry was overcome with fondness at the sight. He snuck up behind Draco and enveloped him in a hug, his chest flush against Draco's back.

"Hi," Draco gasped softly.

He turned and placed a quick kiss on Harry's lips.

"Dinner will be ready shortly. Why don't you open some wine for us?"

Harry obliged, stealing another quick kiss.

Dinner was lovely and they were sitting cuddled on the sofa, luxuriating in each other's presence.

"So, that note was quite promising…" Harry said, tracing circles along Draco's arm.

"Pretty risqué," he added.

"Hmm, I seem to recall you leaving me a similar one a few days ago," Draco teased.

"I meant it," Harry said earnestly.

"Oh yeah? Well, then, let me get to work," Draco said with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Entry 9 for Drarropoly 2020 @gameofdrarry

Prompt: Feuds and romances can thrive with correspondence.

Thank you @crazybutgood for the beta help!!!

[andithiel]

Desiderium

Also available on ao3

It’s funny how you can regret something while you’re still in the middle of doing it.

It’s funny how you can regret something and still keep wanting it so badly.

It’s funny how you can know, intellectually, that you should not have showed up at Potter’s party and fucked him senseless in an empty bathroom on the third floor.

And yet here you are, giving it to him the way you know he wants it the most.

And yet here you are, slamming your cock into him again, and again.

And again.

Whispering filthy words in his ear. Revelling in the moans you draw out of him. Filled with pride at the knowledge that he wants this enough to risk the entire world knowing of his dirty little secret.

You should’ve walked away the first time. Should’ve done it while you still had the chance — the strength — to do so. You already know that, but you’re in too deep now. You’re in too deep and you don’t know how to get out. You don’t know if you even want to.

Because in a twisted, debauched sort of way it feels so good, it always does. It feels incredible

every

          single

                      time

                                that you push into him.

Every single time that he shows you how much he wants you to.

Because you know he doesn’t want you, not really. And you know he’d never choose you, not in the way that matters.

So you bite.

And you scratch.

And you tell him how much you loathe him.

And you tell him how dirty he is.

And you fuck him rougher than you’ve ever done with anyone else.

And you suck him off better than anyone else could, because you’re the best, aren’t you? You’re the best and you’ll never

ever

let him forget that.

You'll never ever let him forget how high you’re able to take him. How hard he’ll fall if you were to let go.

You want to wreck him, you need to break him, tear him down, piece by piece. You want to show him his rightful place, because you can’t admit to yourself that he’s already got your heart.

Because you can’t stand the thought of someone else having him.

And yet, as you come inside him, leaving panting breaths like kisses on his skin;

And yet, as he clenches around you, your name a muffled groan behind his hand;

You desperately block out the feeling that what you regret the most is giving your heart away to someone who doesn’t want it.

And the funniest of it all is how you still tell yourself that

you

          are not

                        in love.

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Written as my last prompt for @gameofdrarry . Thank you to the ever amazing @etalice for betning this. Apparently I’m still not over my fic I’ll never be your chosen one that I wrote over a year ago so when I got the prompt to include the theme of regret, I had to do a drabble in this verse. 

[gameofdrarry]

Drarropoly: Signups

Signups for Drarropoly ‘20: Founders Edition are open!

The Hogwarts Unified Mavens for Preservation (H.U.M.P.)  invite you to submit your credentials for consideration for Drarropoly Founders Edition. We are looking for creative and motivated individuals who have a love for all things Hogwarts. The Signups Committee will be accepting applications from November 1 to January 22. 📋 SIGNUPS 📋 ➡  Nov 1 - Jan 22  Signup here 🎲 GAMEPLAY 🎲 ➡  Nov 22 - Jan 22  Info/FAQ   Full Rules

[fw00shy]

It Wasn’t About the Figurines

Pairings: Harry/Draco, Draco & Hermione, Hermione/Pansy Rating: M for language, murder attempts (no graphic depictions of attempts), and descriptions of copulating house-elf figurines. Words: 4591 Tags: Humor, Case Fic, Serial Killers, Unreliable Narrator, Established Relationship, harry is sus, but Draco and Hermione are On It Summary: Draco knew that moving in with Harry was going to be trouble. But even he didn't expect that finding Harry's stash of copulating house-elf figurines would frame Harry as a serial killer. Could Draco's idiot boyfriend really be a multi-murderer? Draco teams up with Hermione to find out.

Written for my second prompt for @gameofdrarry‘s Drarropoly. Thank you so much to @the-sinking-ship for the beta 💛

[cheshire-kas]

This Is Me Trying - A Drarropoly 2020 Fic

Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 3066 Tags: Pre-Relationship, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Dialogue-Only Summary: Harry and Draco meet at a Ministry Gala after not having been in contact for a couple years since school. They have a lot to talk about.

Excerpt: "I think both of us there… would make it more interesting. Plus, I'm not Ron. We've both grown up… Draco."

"I suppose we have. Don't think that means it'll be easy for you, though. You stole a few House Cups from us, back then."

"Yeah? What are you gonna do about it?"

Read on AO3

@gameofdrarry

[porcelainsalt]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy Additional Tags: Drarropoly: A Drarry Game/Fest, Drinking, Hook-Up, Shrieking Shack, Podfic, Podfic Length: 0-10 Minutes, Audio Format: MP3, Audio Format: Streaming Summary:

Harry notices that Draco has started disappearing somewhere after dinner, so one night he decides to follow him to find out what he's up to.

Thanks to Samunderthelights for extending permission as part of the event!

Created for @gameofdrarry​‘s Drarropoly ‘20: Founders Edition.

[drarryspecificrecs]

HP/DRARRY Fic Fests 2021

★ Sources : potterfests & @hpfests || Banner © : @capipuff || as of 2022.02

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JAN

H/D Mistletoe Exchange 2020/2021 @gwbexchange : AO3

FEB

HP Kinkuary 2021 @hpkinkuary : AO3

H/D Domesticity Fest @hd-domesticityfest : AO3

Seven Shades of Romance @sevenshadesofdrarry : AO3

My Bloody Valentine 2021 @hpdarkarts : AO3

Valentine's day gift fic exchange 2021 : AO3

MAR

H/D Cluefest @hd-cluefest : AO3

HP Animagus Fest 2021 @hpanimagusfest : AO3

HP Pop Punk Fest 2021 @hppoppunkfest : AO3

HP TransFest @hptransfest : AO3

HP Scarry Fest @hp-scarryfest : AO3

APR

Draco Tops Harry Fest 2021 @dracotops-harry : AO3

HP Triad!Fest 2020/21 @hptriadfest : AO3

Owlery Exchange: Love Conquers All @gameofdrarry : AO3

MAY

Lights, Camera, Drarry Fest 2021 @lcdrarry​: AO3

H/D Mpreg Fest 2021 @harrydracompreg : AO3

Wheel of Drarry Mini-Exchange : AO3

Dralbus Fest 2021 @dralbusfest : AO3

JUN

Drarry Strugglefest 2021 @drarrystrugglefest : AO3

Exploding Snap: A Drarry Game/Fest @gameofdrarry : AO3

HP Somebody To Love Fest @hpsomebodytolovefest : AO3

JUL

H/D Wireless 2021 @hd-wireless : AO3

HP Queer Fest 2021 @hpqueerfest : AO3

HP Daddy Fest 2021 @hpdaddyfest : AO3

2021 Summer Writin' : AO3

AUG

Seven Shades of Virtue @sevenshadesofdrarry​ : AO3

Drarry 'Round the World : AO3

SEP

Harry/Draco Big Bang 2021 @harrydracobang : AO3

H/D Summer Vibes 2021 @gwbexchange : AO3

Quidditch Fest @quidditchfest : AO3

HP Make It Musical Fest 2021 @hp-make-it-musical-fest : AO3

HP Fluff Fest 2021 @hpfluff-fest : AO3

HP Crack!Fic Fest 2021 @hpcrackficfest : AO3

OCT

H/D Career Fair 2021 @hd-fan-fair : AO3

H/D Remix Challenge 2021 @hd-remix : AO3

HP Kinktober 2021 @hpkinktober : AO3

HP Creature Kinktober @creature-kinktober : AO3

HP FearFest 2021 @hp-fearfest : AO3

NOV

Drarropoly 2021: International Edition @gameofdrarry : AO3

H/D Sudsfest 2021 @hdsudsfest : AO3

Wheel of Drarry Mini-Exchange : AO3

DEC

H/D Erised 2021 @hd-erised : AO3

H/D Owlpost 2021 @hdowlpost : AO3

25 Days of Draco and Harry 2021 @slythindor100 : AO3

H/D Mistletoe Exchange 2021 @gwbexchange : AO3

Gay Juice Secret Santa Exchange : AO3

HP De-stress December 2021 @hpdestress : AO3

HP Trans Comfort Fest @magicaltrans : AO3

Seven Shades of Weasley @sevenshadesofdrarry​ : AO3

Wireless goes Cinema @wireless-festive-minifest : AO3

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✔ previous year • next year ✔ other years

[thunder-of-dragons]

Fandom Goals Wishes for 2022

Thank you for thinking of me, @andithiel. There aren’t many ways 2021 could have gone worse for me, so like @andithiel and @etalice, I’m setting wishes for 2022 instead of goals with the hope but not the expectation that this year will be better than the last.

1. Be gentle with myself. I’ve been avoiding dealing with admitting it with the stresses of moving and new job and a million other things, but I ended up having a huge breakdown on Thanksgiving over the fact that my brain just isn’t doing things that it could a year ago (and it may never be able to). From what I can tell, my long-term memory is basically shot. Despite knitting an entire pair of socks for the first time in 2020, I found a few weeks ago that I’ve forgotten how to knit. I guess that’s life now… and I need to stop beating myself up over things that I can’t do. Maybe it’s okay if I don’t write that fic. Maybe it’s okay if I don’t claim that fest prompt. Maybe it’s okay if I say that another mod needs to handle an issue. Really, it’s not okay, but it’s not okay to beat myself up for it either.

2. Write microfics. This has really been on my to-do list since @drarrymicrofic started posting prompts ages ago, but I still haven’t done it. Now seems like a perfect time to actually sit down and go through the backlog of prompts and write them since it seems that I can’t write a fic now unless I can get the entire first draft out in one sitting. Even if I have an outline to look at, it’s become difficult for me to figure out where I left off and how I wanted to continue. It took me 2 months to write my 300-word strip tease fic for @gameofdrarry’s Drarropoly, and it was torturous. As much as I love writing and have much longer plot bunnies and WIPs sitting in a folder, and as much as my therapist would love it if I wrote a book, I think I need to embrace my fandom wish number 1, be gentle with myself, and dive into the realm of microfics for a while. There’s a lot that can be done in only 50 words.

3. Leave more comments. I’ve been reading a lot more lately, both traditional printed books and fanfic on AO3. I’ve just always been really bad about leaving comments. There’s an odd vulnerability in putting what you like and love out into the world, which I admittedly struggle with, but that’s also a way we build community in fandom. I enjoyed writing recs for @gameofdrarry’s Exploding Snap, and I’m hoping that participating in Wizards Hearts again will help motivate me to build a habit of leaving more comments on things that I love.

4. Collaborate more. I enjoyed co-writing and co-podficcing with others for @gameofdrarry’s Exploding Snap, and though I don’t see podficcing in my future for a long while at least, I would like to write more with other people. Writing longer, plottier fics wasn’t quite as difficult for me, and there’s something liberating about bringing out the best parts of each other’s writing styles to create something new. Is there a fest for that?

Since my phone died in November, I haven’t really been on Tumblr at all. I have no idea if there’s anyone left who hasn’t done this yet, so… if you’re reading this and haven’t done it, consider yourself tagged 💚

May we all have a 2022 with many unexpected pleasantries.

[drarryspecificrecsdaily]

2021.01.17

Complete fics posted on AO3 this day

1. By the Water Fountain by Torifbrown [T, 4k]

►"But after the day Harry had, he welcomed the blurred around the edges effect that crept into his vision as he downed his 4th drink at a local pub, and it was all because of Draco Bloody Malfoy."

2. Draco Malfoy and the Fortuitous Match by @the-fools-errand [M, 58k]

►Draco knows that to save the Malfoy name and retake his rightful place in society he has only one option: to marry rich. His sights are set on the perfect match, but after a surprisingly accurate tarot reading his path keeps getting crossed with a certain bespectacled idiot instead. [...]

3. A Flawless Ending by r4nnie [T, 1k]

►Because Draco was beautiful, even if he wasn't meant to be, even if his Father had spent his entire life berating him for it.

4. Pub Night, Unexpected by @hedwig4evr [T, 4k]

►Pub night with friends takes a not-so-great turn. The next morning makes up for it, though.

5. Seamus's idea of a joke by Craftswoman [E, 24k]

►An eighth-year story, where Headmistress McGonagall wants inter-House unity, Hermione wants top marks on her N.E.W.T.s and Draco wants to be left alone. [...] Harry only wants to be normal.

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Fest/Exchange

1. About Time by @orpheous87 [T, 1k]

►After being on a week's worth of night surveillance missions, Harry's plan to get some sleep goes awry. ��� Drarropoly '20: Founders Edition | @gameofdrarry

2. Love All Lovely by @shealwaysreads [T, 19k]

►Draco comes home for Christmas, and discovers that sharing is the best way of celebrating old traditions, and new ones too. ★ 25 Days of Draco and Harry 2020 | @slythindor100

[graymatters]

Do I Make You Cringe?

Draco feels the tickle of the snitch’s wings brush his palm as he shoves his hands deep into the pockets of his robes and saunters towards the tunnel leading off the pitch. The roar of the crowd fades to crackling static as he passes through the unpleasant sting of the security wards surrounding the team’s facilities.

The Falmouth Falcons’ pitch-black quidditch stadium towers threateningly above ground while the teams’ training facilities branch like catacombs below. A pervasive feeling of pins and needles briefly pulses up and down his limbs but disappears as he weaves through the meandering halls towards the press room.

Draco finds his teammates sitting along a table in front of the small gaggle of journalists who were lucky enough to get a press pass. Still on edge from the heat of the match, Draco chooses to lean against the black wall behind the row of quidditch players dressed in dark gray. The atmosphere is lighter than usual, coming off their third straight win, but still holds a characteristic unease that the bastards of the British and Irish Quidditch League can’t shake. The Falcons rarely disappoint to provide material worth a front page byline the following morning.

“Mr. Mayfield, tell us about your strategy as captain heading into this match. How did your team prepare for the Canons?” a thin, middle-aged man asks from the back. Draco is hardly listening. Instead he focuses on smoothing his fingertips over the delicate wings of the snitch attempting to escape his right pocket.

Brandon Mayfield’s lips spread into a nasty grin before he answers, voice raspy from directing his teammates in the pouring rain the last four hours, “Oh, Martin, that’s your name right? Well, Martin, we all started with a song circle this morning. Walsh here played the guitar; Harry is such a beautiful singer, you wouldn’t imagine. And then we had a lovely brunch and hoped the best team won.”

The room is awkwardly quiet except for a few sniggers from the team, amplified by their tampered-down sonorous charms. Mayfield waits patiently, allowing the discomfort to mellow a little longer before continuing, “Ah, didn’t fool you, did I, Martin? Smart man, you are. We slaughtered a goat on the full moon last week, for luck. But, more importantly, we all wake up every day, dedicated to the wise motto that’s been instilled in our hearts by our fearless leader.” He glances over to Coach Callahan, who rolls his eyes and brushes a dripping wet lock of gray hair from his face.

“Let us win, but if we cannot win, let us break a few heads!” Levi Walsh cheers from the middle of the table. He and a few others pound their fists on the table, the noise echoing loudly in the enclosed space. Draco shakes his head, bored by the theatrics.

Harry Potter appears from the dark hallway to lean against the doorway, dropping his bat carelessly to the floor. He’s already discarded his robes, revealing the tight charcoal undershirt that hugs the sharp muscles of his stomach and biceps. Draco, attention captured, nearly releases the snitch. Harry grins wryly at Draco, fully cognizant of Draco’s lingering stare.

Read the rest on AO3.

My third entry for @gameofdrarry‘s Drarropoly 2020. 

Many thanks to @ladyedwinya for the beta!!

[gnarf]

Gnarf’s 2020

and what a fucking year that was... Anyways, let’s talk about the good things, shall we?

I made it through 2020 alive and without going insane! Yay! So lets see what else I did. (This is a long post)

In the beginning of 2020 I said I won’t participate in many fests. Only three or something like that. Lets check how that went!

Fests Gnarf participated in: 9

@lockdownfest @lcdrarry @hd-wireless @hpfluff-fest @hd-hurtfest @hd-fan-fair @hd-erised @gameofdrarry in drarropoly @wireless-festive-minifest​

Haha yup, three. Sounds legit. I also wandered off to try if I can art! No worries, I gave that up :D Mad respect to all Artists, arting is exhausting and the progress is too slow for me.

If you really want to check out my attempts, here’s what made its way onto AO3:

Dont Blink! for LCDrarry, it includes the Angels from Doctor Who and was a pain in the arse.

If you knew... was made for H/D Wireless and has the armiest arm i ever saw, very proud of that one. Its also the last thing I made.

Home Sweet Home was also made for H/D Wireless, and the first bigger art piece I tried my hand on.

A muffled groan which is rather explicit and I entirely forgot about making it :D it has a ficlet going with it too.

(I think theres other Art stuff here with the tag #gnarf draws or something)

I reached my yearly goal of writing 100k words once again!

Fics and Ficlets I wrote this year: 20(ish)

Better Side of the Bed (Lock Down Fest, T, 2k)

It was all Malfoy's fault. Harry could be at the Burrow right now, but instead he was trapped in Malfoy's tiny flat. All because that dick couldn't stop bothering him about a stupid life debt he didn't even care about.

Doing What's Best (G, ~800 words)

Lucius looked down at the little bundle currently sleeping in Narcissa's arms and felt terror shoot through his body. A little boy, his hair so white it was nearly invisible. Born only a few hours ago, taking his first breath in the light of the rising sun. Narcissa had whispered a welcome, her eyes wet, her smile bigger than ever. But they both knew, even though temporarily safe, he really wasn't. Draco was born into a world ruled by war. If only it'd end soon.

I better be hallucinating this (T, 3.8k)

After the war Draco Malfoy is sentenced to Azkaban for a really long sentence. Apparently aiding in Dumbledore's death overrules any argument Harry could put up for him. After the trial, as the days pass by, Harry is more and more outraged at the sentence. He can't stop obsessing over the fact that Draco Malfoy saved his life and aided him during the war and is very much capable of redemption. Not to mention that Malfoy has always been a delicate git and would never survive Azkaban. After a few weeks obsessing Harry decides that Malfoy indeed can't remain unjustly in Azkaban and starts to plot a way to break him out of jail and hide him in Grimmauld Place. When Hermione finds out she's not amused. Ron is horrified. Draco still thinks he's hallucinating.

Keep Holding On (Wireless, M. 33.333) A collab with @maesterchill​ who surprised me with lovely art for it!

After the Battle of Hogwarts, Harry and Draco both fall into their own battles with their mental states. Draco is sent to Azkaban, and Harry turns to drinking, hoping to forget. Months later, Harry visits St Mungo’s new ward on the request of a friend, only to find Draco in a deep vegetative state. Not willing to give him up, Harry stays by his side, while simultaneously dealing with the Ministry's newest grand idea to make everything worse. Making new allies, and losing old ones along the way, will hopefully be worth it in the end.

Age is just a number (Fluff Fest, T, 1.5k)

Married for decades, their life is perfect. Until Harry gets a call and hears the following words: "Mr Potter, we caught your husband stealing ten large packs of King Sized condoms."

There was still hope (Hurt Fest, M, 3.1k)

Draco winced as pain shot through his leg with every step. This secret, back-alley laboratory had been his last chance, last hope, to find the potion. But nobody had it in stock, and there was no time left to brew it himself. Panic was slowly overtaking his entire mind as he crept out of the store and back to the nearest alley to Apparate back home. He already felt off, and it was still early in the day. Of course this thestral-shit had to happen to him, of all people. As if life wasn't bad enough for him already.

Desire (E, 1.7k)

"Auror Potter, what a pleasant surprise to meet you here. What can I do for you?" "Stop the show, Malfoy. There's no one around, and I'm not here as an Auror." Draco watched Potter move closer until they were nearly nose to nose, only the small counter of his shop kept Potter at distance. Potter's eyes were dark with something Draco couldn't exactly name, his face was flushed and the air surrounding him felt somehow static. Draco felt the urge to lean further over his counter, to drink in his sight, to touch the man on the other side—but he didn't.

Drarropoly 2020 currently holds 7 ficlets and is in a Series. The highest rating is Mature and its 3.2k in total at this point.

Let's not wait for France (Fan Fair, T, 17.7k)

All Harry had wanted from his Eighth year at Hogwarts was a little peace and a little privacy but, from the moment that he stepped onto Platform 9 3/4, it was obvious that nothing was ever going to be that easy. An accidental bond with Malfoy that resulted in them having to stay together at all times was the final straw. Things couldn't be worse. So much to a quiet year in Hogwarts.

Love letters for the oblivious (Mini Wireless, T, 716 words)

Draco had gotten the strangest letters all week long, which wasn't what anyone needed at Christmas. Especially not him. Either someone was taking the piss, or he had a very dumb and inefficient secret admirer. And Draco didn't know which would be worse.

Double-Booked (Mini Wireless, T, 2.1k)

Finally, peace and quiet, and— "Malfoy?!?" Or the one where Harry thought he could enjoy a quiet Christmas far from everyone, just to find out that the cabin he had booked already accommodated another guest.

The best Christmas he ever had (Mini WirelessT, 1.9k)

Christmas had never been less appealing to him than this year. That was until Arthur Weasley showed up at his door, dressed as Santa, inviting him to the Burrow.

Anon Fests to be added

Whoever made it to this point: yoooo! Friend! Lots of love to you! I also got tagged in many get to know me posts, plenty of love in my Inbox giving me love slaps left and right (honestly, im bruised, stop slapping me), amazing person awards, top 5 fics, and whatever you can think of.

To make up for not answering most of them because I’m a horrible person:

My favourite colour: purple My age: I’ll be 30 next year in April, I expect gifts, I don’t accept first borns My favourite trope: eight year My favourite animal: cat My favourite ice cream: Ben and Jerry’s Cookie Dough Here’s my writing Playlist, it’s the worst you’ll ever see, and yes, I use YouTube, I’m old.

Other things that happened in 2020 that made me happy:

I kicked out my mentally/emotionally abusive partner of 7 years in January

I kept my grandma alive through this *waves hand at world*

I was able to share my birthday cake with my family becaus I got to leave my first quarantine a few days before my birthday

I got to keep my job

I found a lot of lovely friends in this fandom, and got to keep them through this year

My cats are their usual little jerks and actually enjoyed me being at home due to the raging pandemic

I finally cut off my hair

I’m about to hit 3.5k followers here and I love you all

I’m also tagging everyone who sees this and wants to do something similiar! Show us what you did in 2020, the things you’re proud of, and the things you loved! Let’s spread some happy for the end of the year 💜🥰

[curlyy-hair-dont-care]

They get that from you!

“You wanted to see me, Headmaster?” The head of Slytherin house asked as he entered.

“Ah, yes, Professor Malfoy, I believe two of your students were caught out of bed, post curfew by Mr. Filch,” the Headmaster said, giving the students an amused look.

Draco pinched his forehead and sighed.

“What were you both thinking?” Draco admonished. “25 points each from Slytherin. And we shall discuss your punishment tomorrow morning. Now off to bed with you both.”

“B-but father! I, I mean Professor,” Scorpius blurted but was silenced by Draco’s glare and a nudge from his partner in crime.

The other boy gave both adults his best puppy dog look, which was met by an elegantly arched eyebrow from Draco.

“Ok, ok, we’re going,” Albus said with a naughty glint in his green eyes, before launching himself to hug Draco and then Harry. “Goodnight father, goodnight dad.”

“Love you,” their parents replied fondly as the boys stormed out of the Headmaster’s office.

Harry was smirking as Draco shook his head.

“They are so mischievous. They get that from you, by the way,” Draco gave him a pointed look and continued, “What were they up to, this time?”

Draco took a seat on the sofa in Harry’s office.

“Sneaking back from the kitchen after a midnight snack. Relatively tame, I’d say,” Harry replied, settling down next to his husband on the sofa.

“I knew you shouldn’t have given them the cloak and map,” Draco said stifling a yawn.

“I don't think it would matter,” Harry laughed.

“Hmm, I suppose not,” Draco hummed.

They sat sprawled out on the sofa for a few minutes, fingers entwined and heads touching before Draco sighed and got up.

“I need to get back to my office, I have to finish the papers I was grading before you summoned me.”

Harry grabbed his wrist placing a soft kiss on the pulse point.

“Do that tomorrow, it’s late, let's go to bed now, or I’ll be forced to duck points from Slytherin,” he teased as he led Draco back to their shared chambers.

Entry 10 for @gameofdrarry Drarropoly 2020

I used a Punchcard.

Prompt: Harry and/or Draco finds himself in the headmaster's /headmistress’ office! Choose either 1) Sneaking in -OR- 2) Summoned -OR- 3) Being Punished

[andithiel]

New fic: Truth is like water (it passes all barriers)

Author: Andithiel Pairing: Drarry Rating: T Length: 4,4 k Tags: EWE, Vacation/holiday, Pining, Mutual pining, Misunderstandings, Party games, Truth or dare, Non-linear narrative Summary: When Pansy asks Draco to accompany her on a trip with her new girlfriend Luna and her friends, he reluctantly agrees. The fact that Potter is going on the same trip shouldn’t be a problem, nor the fact that Draco has been pining for him for about a year. But when Ginny unexpectedly arrives, Draco finds it increasingly difficult to be around the loving couple, as well as tamping down the memories of what almost happened on a drunken night outside a club. Pansy and a game of Truth or Dare don’t help things either. Or maybe they do?

Excerpt: “Hey! Malfoy!”

Thomas’ voice snapped Draco back to reality. All the others were staring at him, except for Potter, who was studiously examining the hem of his trousers. 

“Sorry, what?”

“Truth or Dare? The bottle landed on you.” 

Mouth dry, Draco stared at the empty bottle of firewhisky pointing at him ominously. He looked up at Pansy who was regarding him deliberately, her eyes darting ever so quickly to Potter, and Draco realised that this was what she had conspired for with the other girls. For some godforsaken reason she’d probably planned for him to take Dare so she could force him to do something embarrassing in front of Potter and the rest. He had to avoid that. 

“Truth,” he said, only realising when he saw Pansy’s smug smirk that that had been her plan all along. How could he have been so foolish as to think that she worked in those simple ways? Of course she’d planned for him to pick Truth.

Pansy tilted her head and smiled sweetly at him. “What really happened between you and Potter on the night of Luna’s art opening?”

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My first submission for @gameofdrarry (finally!) Thank you so much to @crazybutgood for helping me with this! 

[gameofdrarry]

Drarropoly 2020 Prompt Masterlist

Drarropoly ’20: Founders Edition ran from November 22 2020 until January 22 2021 with a total 51 players, and 117 submissions. Below is the game board that players were able to reference while submitting their prompts as way of taking their turn in gameplay. Below is also the prompts used for these submissions. Just as in Monopoly one can use their money to upgrade their spaces and buy houses or hotels, players in Drarropoly were able to write more with more restrictions and higher word counts at the O.W.L. and N.E.W.T. levels to earn more points.

Gryffindor Prompts Slytherin Prompts Ravenclaw Prompts Hufflepuff Prompts Wand Core Prompts Founders’ Relics Prompts House Ghost Prompts Azka-DAMN & Misc Prompts

[fw00shy]

Overpowered

Pairings: Harry/Draco Rating: T Word Count: 3418 Tags: Wand Cores, Wand Theory, Powerful Harry (sort of), Assumptions, Humor, Fluff, some bad jokes were made Summary: Harry doesn't want to give Draco his wand back.

Written for @gameofdrarry‘s Drarropoly! Thank you so much to @glittering-git for the beta 💛

[slowtortoises]

Dragons Brought Me to You

By SlowTortoise

It was a late spring day that would have been unbearably hot if not for the gentle breeze that cooled the air around him. The day was Harry’s penultimate one in London, right before he left for Romania, and he wanted to walk around the area one last time. He was strolling along at a leisurely pace, slowly scanning familiar surroundings as if he could imprint them onto the back of his retinas. Harry had smiled fondly when he had spotted the local cafe where he’d spent many afternoons with Hermione and Ron. He was just about to stop for a clearer glance through the cafe’s window, when a shock of white blond hair appeared in his peripheral vision.

Now, Harry had only ever known one family to sport that particular shade of blond and yet what would a Malfoy be doing in Muggle London? Even so, his muscles had reflexively stiffened and he had prayed that a hostile encounter was not impending. It was a surprise then, that he had ended up face to face with Draco Malfoy; his eyes steady and mouth pressed firm in resolution.

Harry must’ve stood there dumbfounded for so long that Malfoy took the initiative to march up to Harry. He had thrust a small wooden case into Harry’s hand and had said:

“For giving me my wand back”. Harry had only frowned in response; letting silence fall between them once more. When it had lasted too long to be comfortable, Draco had flushed and had glanced away nervously. “It’s a dragon flute. It’s a must have if you’re looking to become a dragon tamer like The Daily Prophet mentioned.”

Draco had frozen and seemed to realise what he had just admitted. “Not that I read the bloody thing to keep tabs on you!” He hadn’t waited for a response and quickly swept away with the breeze.

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This was written for @gameofdrarry Drarropoly 2020 as my first prompt fill.