#drarry clubbing

[daddiesdrarryy]

Harry: Wait, so you were in an I Hate Potter club?

Pansy: Yes, Draco and I were

Harry: Who else was in this club?

Pansy: A few Slytherins

Draco: Actually, there was also that exchange student from Beauxbatons, but I don’t think he knew what it was

Harry: Are you serious?

Draco: Look, Harry, I’m sorry, okay? I…I was a stupid kid, okay? The only reason I joined…

Pansy: Founded!

Draco: Founded! Founded the club was because I was insanely in love with you. Obviously I didn’t handle it very well. But if you think about it the I Hate Potter Club was really the I Love Potter Club!

Pansy: And it actually was. He even wrote poems about you

Harry: …

[sortofshea]

Drarry Book Club Discord Server (18+) Seeking New Members!

Hello all!

I'd like to share with anyone interested a discord server that I helped to start up nearly a month ago. We're looking for new people to join our drarry monthly book club community.

Content warnings: Any and all NSFW drarry fics are welcome

Description: This is a place to talk about everyone's favourite rivals to lovers, group read fanfiction with others every month, share recommendations and more!

The way it works is that all of the members vote every month on a fic for all of us to read together. Each week we meet at a designated time that works for the majority of us and take part in group discussions about what we read that week, what we thought of the content, author's writing style, characterization and offer predictions about what we think will happen as the story progresses.

DM me or reply to this post for an invite!

[dapperbeetledraws]

draco and harry portraits...Harry is not impressed...yet ;)

quick warm up sketches today~

[compsonn]

Most Well-Written Fics 2024

back at it again for the third year in a row!! personal favorites from this year across multiple fandoms!

no particular order, just based on the order of my bookmarks.

for reference i am sooo picky, i have read over 6000 fics according to ao3, and i've read 700 since the beginning of the year. i only have 53 bookmarks in total... but here are some bookmarked fics i read this year!!!

this year i got into some random shit, blah blah blah, honestly most of these are not faulkner levels of literature doing monuments for the english language but they were good and make me feel a sort of way, so, here you go

Harry Potter (Drarry)

This Year's Love by trishjames / drarry E, longfic. love it a lot. genuinely made me want to become an adult. they were meant to be cry emoji

Yes, But It'lll Cost You by mintaminta / drarry T, privated. this one had such a good vibe, reminds me of fun and school and calm darkness. very nice.

Bad Habits by No_One_Special_01289 / drarry E, lowkey porn, longfic. those last few chapters got me SO hard, they love each other omg cry emoji. poor harry. i think i skipped most of the smut when i read it but the plot was so good. literally star crossed lovers UGHHHHH LET THEM BE TOGETHER

Recursion by tessacrowley / drarry E, longfic. its written really well and it's witty, but i kind of think this author just self-inserts herself for draco in all her fics because... that boy was soo pathetic in canon. genius au basically. but i can forgive her bc the fics are good

House M.D. (Hilson)

yes Medical Malpractice Husbands whatever shut up i like the fics and they're probably in love so leave me BE. these fics are good.

Look, Don't Touch by ORiley42 / hilson E, voyeurism fic.... guys HEAR ME OUT HEAR ME OUT OK that makes it sound SOOO bad but trust me i bookmarked this one because the author took such a horrible trope and made it genuinely not feel that creepy. like this fic is SO funny. it's really good. and the author is straight up just a good writer

the sea and the sky and you and i by thismagichour / hilson M, hanahaki angst. its really good because wilson just gives up and its soo heart wrenching bc he thinks house doesnt like him back and just wants to die. poor guy.

My Hero Academia (Dabihawks)

i have not given a Phuque about MHA for the past five years but i had this phase this year where i was briefly re-obsessed with dabihawks so here are some fics

planting trees (making shade) by nightquake / dabihawks T. basically hawks KHS for a good cause ..? really well written, has high tension and good allusions. loved this one. its the kind of fic u know is good by the summary

Hawks Lays an Egg by ButterflyApocalypse / dabihawks T. never in my entire Life 18 Years have i ever enjoyed mpreg except this fic, because he isnt even pregnant he just has this egg. it's such a good funny fic. i was asking myself why i had it bookmarked from like four years ago earlier this year so i reread it and i was like Yeah ok it deserves the bookmark. SOOO funny and ridiculous. crackiest fic.

MISC random fandoms (Battle Cats (????) and A Clockwork Orange)

nyankopalooza by Sanodigy / Battle Cats Game gen. No clue how i even found this. its so funny. ive never read a fic like this. its so funny. and weirdly well written, i like experimental / weirdly formatted fics. i used to play this game when i was a kid

Bitva Gruppa by VoidVesper / a clockwork orange X fight club, alex delarge X tyler durden E. its straight up a horrible plot, AKA CHILD GETS ASSAULTED. warning for underage and assault. it's not a morally good fic (clockwork orange is intentionally a morally wrong book). but holy shit the writing is great. like it reads like it's anthony burgess. just really good. probably one of the only fics here where i straight up bookmarked only because of the writing style

OK that wraps up this year's edition!! please give these fics a read, your life will be Fulfilled. byebyee

[brigid-faye]

new drarry excerpt

From Breeze (Move Me), written for the Siriusly Hozier Fest, coordinated by the impeccable @imsiriuslyreading

Complete, rated E, 16k one shot, mind the tags

Cheers to @steveahoi for brainstorming love <3

“If I met you today, would I have followed you in here, you mean?” Harry muses, voice easy and light. “I don’t know. You’re my type and I’m on holiday and back there you looked… You move like-” “Your type?” Draco says, because it’s the only part he heard. Harry shrugs and looks at his hand. Draco can hear his own pulse in his ears. “If I didn’t know you,” Harry says quietly. “I think… I think maybe I could admit I had the worst crush on a boy who looked like you, back in school.” Draco’s mouth is dry. “Oh,” he manages through numb lips. “If I didn’t know you… Same. There was a boy who looked like you. I was a bit obsessed, actually.” Harry looks at him, green eyes wide. Draco can feel his breath against his lips. “What a coincidence,” Draco whispers.

[short666bread]

[lcdrarry]

18 May | LCDrarry Fic

The Breakfast Club

Prompt: "The Breakfast Club", 1985, John Hughes Prompted by: @ladderofyears Author: Anonymous Length: 7,827 words Rating: Teen and up Warnings: None

Notes: I have long desired to write for this wonderful fest, a great lover of movies am I, and when @ladderofyears prompted this iconic movie, I thought to myself, self, this is it. A big thank you to the mods, you have been an absolute dream and accommodating in every imaginable way. A special shout out to my betas and cheer-readers, T, S, and R, fellow delinquents, for wrangling my exclamation points and polishing this to a shine. I'd happily serve detention with all of you.

Summary: Draco Malfoy is forced to endure a Saturday detention with four other students, including the Golden Bad Boy himself, Harry Potter. Over the course of the day, and under the watchful eye of Filch, the seemingly disparate group form a budding alliance and discovers that they have a great deal more in common than they thought. And Draco discovers that sometimes, he can not only get what he needs, but he just might also get what he wants.

Read it now on AO3.

Please help promote the fest by sharing your favourite submissions, so more people can enjoy all the amazing new Drarry works of LCDrarry. Thank you!

Creator reveals are on 15 June.

[cluelesspigeons]

This is written for the song “night crawling” from Miley Cyrus (feat. Billy Idol) from @drarrymicrofic

Word count: 250

Drarry microfic: happy pills

Cw: drug use & suggestive content

“You want one?”

Harry looked at the colourful pills on Draco’s palm. Underneath the colourful lights above them, they looked to be changing colours every few seconds.

“What is this?”

The smirk that grew on Draco’s face sent shivers down Harry’s spine. “They’re happy pills.”

He watched as Draco popped a pill in his mouth, closing his eyes in content. When he opened them again, Harry swore his silver eyes were glowing softly. “Take one,” Draco offered again.

Slowly, Harry took one of the pills between his thumb and index finger. He studied it closely before putting it on his tongue. It immediately dissolved, leaving a weirdly sweet taste behind on his tongue.

“I got them from a wizard on a corner of Diagon Alley,” Draco said. His voice was barely audible above the music of the club. “They work wonders to get everything loose.”

Harry raised an eyebrow, but didn’t question it further. Instead, he looked around the club. At all the people dancing and drinking. At the smoke and the glitter falling down on the dance floor. It looked like a fairytale.

“Do you feel it?” Draco said in his ear. His breath was warm, inviting. They were standing close, so close Harry could feel the outline of Draco’s body pressing up against him. “Can you hear it calling your name?”

Harry closed his eyes. And for once, he let loose of the last bits of control he had. He let the feeling of freedom finally take over.

Prompt from May 19th

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[sunwarmed-ash]

✌️🤗❤️

6. First fic/pairing you wrote for? (If no pairing, describe the plot)

13. Favorite fic from another author?

20. 4 sentences from your work that you’re proud of

hey cutie :3

6. honestly i was super into HP fanfic and the movie Across the Universe at the same time so theres a chance its both of those haha but the first like long fic I wrote/published to ao3 was my HP fic Certainly professor :) i wrote it/worked on it 10 years before It ever saw light on a03 😬

13. omg theres literally too many incredible fics out there to choose (if i could make a choice i wouldn't be bi, poly, and non binary) but a few that have been in my head the last couple of days are bookmarked on ao3 (the last 10)

20. oh shit lemme look hangon...

well you know me and my 87498236742 wips so im gonna add sentences from diff fics that I just really like :D

The Eden Club- "he'll never be yours Vinny."

Mirror Images- "Don’t give God the credit, I’m the one who’s fucking you.” 

Triangles are the strongest shape- "Alright, so you know that cartoon rabbit? The American one who's a dick about cereal?"

The New Kid- "Oh my god Har! Even your cigarettes are black!"

[m0srael]

A series in which I ask my mutuals for fanwork recs, and then come back and tell you why I loved them. Any chance you have something to rec (the criteria are virtually non-existent)? Please, please send it on. Here is my original ask with more info.

I Was Recced:

Make This Leap by @oflights [Drarry | M | 118k]

Harry owns a struggling restaurant which is running out of money, and his Head Chef has just handed in notice. He's at a bit of a loss as to what to do until Narcissa Malfoy presents an obvious solution: bring in Draco Malfoy as Chef and part owner. Harry does.

One Sentence Recap: Make This Leap is a lushly detailed, beautifully imagined slice of life-turned-mystery story about the wizarding restaurant industry, yes, but also healing from trauma, learning to stand firm in one's convictions and sort out one's priorities, and cherishing family in all it's forms.

The fact that a sourdough starter--with a name!--is a tagged character should give you some insight into how thoroughly imagined the world of this story is--and yes, you WILL become emotionally attached to Valerius! This is a hefty fic that I consumed (relatively) slowly over the course of a couple weeks, which had nothing to do with the length and everything to do with the fact that each and every chapter of this story feels like a full meal! I would also be remiss if I didn't say that this fic has one of the best final lines I've seen in a long time (yes, you will have to read it to know what it is). There is SO MUCH I could gush about in regards to this story (again, that has nothing to do with the length), but here are a few highlights:

🌍 The World Building Like I said, the level of detail in this story is incredible. I feel like I've been to the White Owl--Harry's restaurant--because the author put so much time and care into imagining and describing it. Even more robust than the place descriptions, though, are the people. All of the characters in this story, whether they are familiar from canon or the author's OCs, are fully fleshed out, nuanced, and entirely relatable. Each new character that we meet is introduced to us for a reason, and all of their stories are treated with the care and attention they deserve. By the end of this fic I was so fully immersed in Harry and Draco's world and so enamored of all the people who populate it that I didn't want to leave.

👩‍👩‍👦‍👦 The Relationships Oflights is exceptionally skilled at building characters with believable personalities and backstories. It's been a while since I've read a fic where the characters feel both so true to their canon personalities and wholly unique and perfectly at home in the world of the story. One standout for me in this story is Hermione--she's frustratingly nosy and presumptuous, assumes she knows what's best for everyone around her, and has a less-than-perfect relationship with Molly Weasley. As much as I found myself rolling my eyes at her, I think she is perfectly written and the love between her and Harry in particular is complex, deep, and so real. Another relationship I absolutely adored in this story is the one between Narcissa and Andromeda--they are sharp, fiercely caring, and hilariously meddlesome, especially when they team up. The family dynamics between Harry, Draco, Teddy, Andromeda, and Narcissa are absolutely pitch perfect and made my heart ache in all the best ways. I loved getting to experience Harry's evolving relationship to the idea of family and the people in his life that he considers family.

🔥 The Pacing Speaking as someone who has never come close to writing a fic this long, I am always in awe of people who can make every single word feel meaningful and engaging! The story unfolds at the most perfect pace, letting the reader come to know all of the different characters slowly but surely. There's a mystery lingering within the story from nearly the beginning, and the moment that it takes center stage feels entirely right and exciting. The slow burn between Harry and Draco is so satisfying, and their relationship (professional, friendly, and eventually romantic) builds at such a believable pace. That said, I do really appreciate that because we're experiencing this story from Harry's POV we get to see how much of a dumb, lovesick baby he is. I deeply appreciate how unguarded Harry is with his affection for everyone around him--Teddy, Andy and Narcissa, and especially Draco. And yet, Harry has a LOT of baggage to work through when it comes to Draco and romantic love--he doesn't figure out his life overnight, and he and Draco have to have some hard conversations along the way.

If you read this (or have read it), let me know what you think!!

*

Make This Leap was recced to me by @geesenoises so I read:

The Best Laid Plans [Drarry | T | 2.2k]

With Harry at Hogwarts most of the year and Draco working at St. Mungo’s, they don't get to see each other very often. So when Madame Pomfrey announces her plan to retire, Harry sets out to change that.

This absolute treat of a fic was written for the Wheel of Drarry Exchange as a gift for @pennygalleon, but it feels like a gift for us all! Geese perfectly captures a very HJP sort of thoughtless desperation and impulsive scheming, driven naturally by desire. He clearly loves Draco so much and is quite dumb about it in the most delightful way. In the end, it turns out Draco might be just as dumb in love, too. I highly recommend nibbling on this as soon as you can if you want something sweet, satisfying, and perfect!

Ride It Like You Stole It [Free! | E | 4.1k]

This is a collection of au ficlets based around the universe of the anime Free! Iwatobi High School Swim Club featuring an incredible mix of rare and not-so-rare pairs. I'm new to the Free! universe and fandom, so when I saw Geese had written my new favorite swim boys I had to dive in immediately. I am in awe of the way that Geese can craft a fully imagined world in only a few hundred words and find the heart of a ship in the process. The au scenarios are inventive and delightful, and this whole collection is so much fun!!

Thanks for sending me a recommendation!

[lizthewriter]

everything has changed, pt. 1 ‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊✮‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊

SUMMARY Saturday, June 5th, 1997. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Scotland, UK. Dear Professor Snape, we have accepted the fact that we had to sacrifice an entire Saturday in detention for whatever it was that we did wrong. What we did was wrong. But we think you're mad for telling us to write an essay explaining to you who you think we are. What do you care? You perceive us as the way you want to perceive us - in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. You see us as a brain, an athlete, a basket case, a chosen one, and a criminal, yes? That's the way we saw each other at seven 'o clock this morning. We were brainwashed.

Ten hours. Five kids. One classroom.

TAGS Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy, Ginny Weasley/Luna Lovegood, Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Hermione Granger, Severus Snape, breakfast club au, romance, angst, fluff, drarry, linny, detention, coming-of-age, hermione and draco arguing like an old married couple, ginny is a unproblematic queen, sexual tension

"All I know is we said hello," -Everything Has Changed, Taylor Swift ft. Ed Sheeran

WORD COUNT 2.6K

WRITTEN 03.08.2023

Saturday, June 5th, 1997. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Scotland, UK. Dear Professor Snape, we have accepted the fact that we had to sacrifice an entire Saturday in detention for whatever it was that we did wrong. What we did was wrong. But we think you're mad for telling us to write an essay explaining to you who you think we are. What do you care? You perceive us as the way you want to perceive us - in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. You see us as a brain, an athlete, a basket case, a chosen one, and a criminal, yes? That's the way we saw each other at seven 'o clock this morning. We were brainwashed.

Ten hours. Five kids. One classroom.

The first to arrive, of course, was Hermione. She came in looking as clean and polished as usual, apart from her frizzy hair. Swung around her torso was a book bag, filled with everything a star student would need. Textbooks, old notes, rolls of parchment, collections of quills, ink wells. She sat down in the first avaliable seat in the front of the class, taking out what could only be an assignment to work on.

The second to arrive was Draco. As though he were brooding, he stormed into the class and stopped when he saw Hermione. She looked up and for a moment, they met eyes and time froze. He stared at her for only a moment longer before muttering something under his breath and collapsed in a seat in the far back corner of the class, as far away from Granger as possible. She turned back to her schoolwork, seemingly unbothered.

The third to arrive was Ginny Weasley, in all her glory. She had a Holey-Head Harpies jersey thrown over her jeans; she earned a very dirty look from a certain someone with eerily white blonde hair. She didn't seem upset at being in detention and took the seat behind Hermione. Similar to Hermione, she had brought a bag, but it was instead filled with non-academic books and the like. She didn't take anything out and simply waited for the professor to make his appearance.

The fourth to arrive was none other than Harry Potter. He took a seat at a table near Ginny and Hermione, a very light bag that seemed to only be filled with scrolls of parchment and perhaps a few quills and ink wells. As soon ashe sat down, he burrowed his face in his arms and closed his eyes, attempting to sleep.

Finally, the last student, as well as the teacher, entered. Luna looked in a daze, as she always did, a hand-knitted bag swung around her shoulder. She took a seat in front of Draco and began to count the number of shrivelfigs hanging from a nearby potioneering station.

Snape was as blunt and horrible as always, robes flying around behind him like the wings of a bat, seeming to give off a more threatening impression that his gnarled appearance did. He swooped down the middle aisle between the rows of worktables and stood in front of his desk, staring out at all of them menacingly.

"You all know why you are here," he stated curtly, a dour expression haunting his face. He grabbed a pile of parchment and slowly approached with each one as he spoke, placing down two scrolls of parchment in front of each of them, adding an extra one to Harry's stack. "You know what today is. But for those of you who lack the proper memory, I shall remind you." His gaze was pointed towards Harry, who stared up at him boredly. "Today is detention. This means no speaking. No sleeping." As he passed Hermione he slammed her book close. "No homework." Hermione gave him a scandalized sort of look. "No reading. No music or entertainment of any sorts. No magic."

He turned and walked slowly back down the aisle. "You will be writing an essay on who you are," he said sneeringly. "Two scrolls. To be completed and handed in by the end of detention. If I here even one sound when I step out of this classroom, you will all be here next Saturday, is that understood?"

There was a chorus of "yes, sir" from all and a long stare into each of their eyes from Snape. When he was satisfied with their behavior, he stormed into his office and began to grade homework, rather irritated.

The air was filled with the sound of a quill scratching at parchment- Hermione had already cast aside her book and began to write. When she noticed none of the others were doing the same, she turned around to glance at them.

"You all should really be writing your essay's. The sooner they're finished, the less irritated Snape will be." She turned back around and began scrawling like mad on her parchment - none of them would be surprised if she had finished the paper in ten minutes.

"What do you care?" Draco asked with a sneer. "As long as you finish your essay, Granger, he should be of no bother to you." Granger whipped her head around to glare at Malfoy.

"Funny. I would think you'd be suckering up to Professor Snape and kissing his arse."

Draco smirked bitterly at Hermione. "Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?"

Hermione went quite a pale shade of red when he asked that - everyone had known that Hermione had obliviated her parents with such a strong memory charm that not even the most powerful Ministry officials could bring their memories back . . . the only person strong enough could have been Dumbledore, but he was dead. Everyone knew it was a touchy subject (or assumed so - no one would want to cross Hermione Granger - she was vicious when she was angry).

Harry noticed this and turned to Draco with furrowed brows. "Well, if we're going to bring up parents, Malfoy, why don't we talk about your father? How's he doing in Azkaban? Enjoying the cold?"

"You're one to talk - tell me about yours. Is he comfortable in his coffin?"

"Will you all just shut up?" Ginny asked, rolling her eyes as she dipped a quill in an ink well absentmindedly. "I'm trying to think here."

"Quiet," Snape told them in a warning tone, sending them all a rather dark look that suggested that one more word from their mouth would result in the severing of a tounge.

"Oh, for Merlin's sake," Hermione said, huffing, holding her hand over her mouth and glancing over at the door. "Muffliato." She turned back to look at the others. "There, if you're going to spend the entire time arguing, you might as well not get us in trouble." As Hermione turned back to the assignment at hand, the classroom settled into silence. Harry nor Draco made a move towards the rolls of parchment Snape had given them. Instead minutes passed as the sound of Hermione and Ginny's quills scribbled.

What interrupted the peace a second time was not the usual bickering between Malfoy and Harry, but the sound of parchment being torn apart. All eyes turned towards Luna, who had started to tear her parchment apart. No one said anything at first - everyone was used to Luna's abnormal behavior. But it seemed Hermione had reached her boiling point after about ten seconds and whipped around again with a furious glance (she was a rather impatient girl).

"Will you stop that? I can't concentrate," Hermione said.

"Oh, leave her alone," Ginny said. "She's got nothing better to do. It's not a big deal. At least it's better than those two." She nodded in the general direction of Harry and Draco.

Hermione glanced between Luna and Ginny, letting out a huff before turning back around. It was common knowledge that Hermione had a strong dislike for Luna and that Luna didn't really care for Hermione. They were opposites of the same coin. One was logical, impatient, close-minded. The other theoretical, patient, and open-minded. It didn't make for a very blossoming friendship.

More time passed. Finally, Harry nudged Hermione, who was still quite grumpy. "Can I borrow a quill and ink? I didn't bring anything with me." Hermione quickly dug into her bag and procured a random quill and ink well, shoving it into Harry's outstretched arms and returning to her essay. Harry set out what he had been given and began to write. Eventually Draco even got his own quill and ink out. There was a long bout of silence between them all - it was for the best really. Snape seemed quite pleased (or as pleased as Snape could be) by their silence. Harry let out a frustrated sigh and leaned back in his chair. "This is so stupid. Why does Snape care who I am? I don't even know who I am."

There was a pause. "For once, I agree with you Potter." He placed down his quill. "Why should we have to do this stupid essay? Even if he gives us more detention, there's only two more weeks until the terms over and it's our last year, so it's not like he can carry over detention into the next year like he used to."

Harry looked thoughtful and turned around, for once not looking even remotely angered or irritated by Malfoy. "You know, for once, I agree with you too."

"Great, you two are bonding now, can you shut up?" Ginny asked with a roll of her eyes.

Ginny looked hesitantly down at her parchment - she didn't want to get into hot waters with Snape but it would be so nice to take a break from all the studying she had done in preparation for finals, all the late night Quidditch practices, all the boring homework. They were right . . . but then again, how was she ever supposed to have any fun with that twat Malfoy around?

"Are you really planning on spending the -" She glanced at the clock hanging on the dungeon wall. "- next nine hours and fourty-four minutes with him?" It was obvious who exactly this him was.

"Everyone be quiet, he's coming over!" Hermione whispered hurriedly, scribbling even faster on her parchment. Ginny whirled around, her flaming red hair moving with her, as she looked down at her paper with a troubled sort of look and bit the end of her quill. Harry stared down at his parchment rather forcedly and didn't look up. Draco only leaned back in his chair, looking almost relaxed.

Snape stormed into the room. "Breakfast was supposed to have arrived sixteen minutes ago, but seeing as most of our house-elves are on strike -" Snape sent a pointed glare Hermione's way. "- the meagre amount of cooks the headmistress was able to procure seem to be overwhelmed by the amount of work." He paused. "Malfoy. Potter. Go to the kitchens and bring breakfast down. You will be back in twenty minutes." He stared at the both of him with those raven black eyes, as though daring them to protest or argue with him. Neither decided to test the waters and got up from the seats, leaving the Potions classroom.

Harry, jittery and awkward as he was, couldn't help but fill the silence between the two. "You know, I think that's the first time you and I have actually come to agree on something." Draco scoffed and said nothing. Harry was bursting at the seams - there was a question he had been dying to ask him for ages. Harry stopped Draco in his path, holding out his hand. "At the Battle of Hogwarts, you threw me my wand. When Bellatrix asked you if I was Harry Potter, you didn't give a clear answer. I want to know why." Harry didn't give Draco a moment to respond. "I've thought about it all year. I just don't get it - you had met Voldemort, you were desperate to prove yourself to him, yet when you were asked to hand me in, you didn't. You outwardly betrayed him."

Draco's eyes were everywhere but Harry - he didn't want to admit it, too prideful too, but he had come to terms with the fact that he had feelings for Potter within the last year. He had never had any romantic feelings for girls - and it wasn't simply because he wasn't attracted to Pansy, he just wasn't attracted to any of them. Girls. He thought maybe something was wrong with him - but Blaise had pointed out that while he didn't have a school-crush like many of their classmates did (yes, even the high and might Blaise Zabini had succumbed to one as well), he did have an odd obsession with Potter. That was the first domino that toppled them all. It may have taken him a while after that, but he figured it out eventually. He was fucking in love with his arch enemy.

Draco shrugged. "That was when my father was in jail - I had no need to prove myself to the Dark Lord after he escaped Azkaban." He began to walk again, expression neutral, hands in his pockets. Harry hurried to meet Draco's pace.

"That's a lie and you know it," Harry said angrily. He didn't understand - what exactly was Malfoy hiding from him? Harry deserved to know the truth, didn't he? "Tell me the truth, Malfoy, or -"

"Or what? You'll hex me?" Harry looked almost surprised as Draco turned to face him - he was sporting a smile, a smile. Draco Malfoy, the Ice Prince, the King of Slytherin, was smiling in simple amusement. Draco bent down to meet Harry's line of sight. "Do it. I dare you."

Harry's eyes bored into Draco, initiating a long-standing staring contest.

"No?" Draco asked after a long moment, his smile weaseling its way into a sly smirk. He started to back away and began to walk briskly towards the kitchens once more. "And here I thought you were supposed to be a Gryffindor. The Chosen One."

"I wasn't going to hex you!" Harry sputtered out, jogging to keep up with Draco's pace. "Why won't you just answer my question?"

"Because it's none of your buisness," Draco hissed in response.

Quiet reigned for about a minute before Harry sighed tiredly. "Why is everything always a problem with you Malfoy? All year, I've been trying to - to -"

"To what?" Draco asked in irritation.

"To get on better terms!" Harry exclaimed in exasperation.

"Why?" Draco asked, absolutely oblivious to why Potter would ever want to be on good terms with him. The guy who bullied him relentlessly for six long years, who got him into numerous detentions as a result of his stupid schemes. He was exactly what all Potter's little Gryffindor friends thought him to be - a sly, conniving little snake.

"Answer my question first and then I'll answer yours."

Draco scowled and the silence returned. They walked on that way for a while - through the corridors, up the stairs past the rowdy portraits and wandering students. Why couldn't Potter just accept the fact that Draco had helped him out in a moment of need and deal with it? Why did he have to go asking questions, making him ache to confess his feelings for him? Why couldn't he just shut up?

Draco turned towards Harry. "Is it so hard to comprehend that I simply wanted to help you?"

Harry looked up at Draco, his mouth set into a thin line. There was a rather lengthy pause before Harry responded with a concise, "yes."

Draco stared down at him and said, "well, I did want to help you. So . . . . there." He continued to walk on without another word.

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Draco: I've never danced with a Commoner before.

Harry: Yeah? Well I've never danced with an idiot before.

[sircarebearalot]

pretty lines i compiled (from my own work) for a friend and decided i might as well post here

As embarrassment made room for indignation, when Marco looked at him again, it was with a scorching fire that burned hotter, much more destructive than anything Tom could ever hope to muster.

- laugh at the pain (it'll hurt the same) -- Star Vs The Forces Of Evil

And I know I'm chaining you to the ground

But you being gone is the loneliest sound

- Ducky, I'm so Lucky! -- Odd Girl Out

Her head is bent and her soft hair is falling around her face. Evie has the physical urge to tuck it back and tilt Mal's chin up. Make Mal want her again. It was a terrible possessive thing that was created on the Isle as a means to survive. Choose to love one thing, one person, and never let it go. Your only guilty pleasure, your chosen strand of Good.

- and nothing can stay the same (it's growing pains) --- Descendants

Minthe hated Hades.

She hated the way he would watch her shower, eyes burning with an intensity that made her claustrophobic. She hated the way he sometimes wouldn't even be looking at her body, he was just looking through her. She hated how pathetic and ugly that made her feel, so much that she would give him a 'come hither' look, only feeling relief when he starts to strip.

- give me back my girlhood (it was mine first) --- Lore Olympus

They never protect the face,' she had said, easily separating him from her, classifying him as the rest. As the weak. He remembered when she would take note of others, setting them both apart loyally.

-- in a league of her own -- Carmen Sandiego

The party was several steps removed, loud and dazzling but also so far away. It was not tempting when the alternative was a rendezvous with Carmen

-- set every part aflame/this is not a game --- Carmen Sandiego

Then Julia begins to cry (and Carmen has never seen her cry before. Her eyes and nose are an angry red, and her face is contorted. Carmen loves her and she made her cry. Julia covers her face and breathes harshly. She doesn't look like a woman who was just proposed to. She looks like she had been slapped across the face.) Julia says, "We can't do this. You know we can't. Think about it ."

--- now i've read all the books besides your bed --- Carmen Sandiego

The words fall out like he has been sick for weeks, and it's only now that he can expel all the toxins in his body. He remembers when he was younger and would get sick a bit more often, how Mama would give him water and encourage him as he emptied himself into a toilet, assuring him that the toxins and germs would leave his body this way. This was before they got their gifts before Julieta could heal, and before Bruno became stigmatized.

--- i need to go (i don't know why) --- Encanto

She knew she was also beautiful and talented, just in a different way. (Jade was a roaring inferno, pretty like hellfire was pretty. Art incarnate. Tori was far off sunset, picturesque and easy to appreciate.)

--- unthought, unsaid, a fire burning red --- Victorious

And Beck just grinned up at him softly, soft like his hair was soft, and his voice when he spoke to André in a low tone. Soft in a way that made you ache and no more. He was a vision with the lights playing across him, all handsome face and soft-to-the-touch hair.

-- want you all to myself --- Victorious

It almost felt like peeling off a bandaid, as if the gravity between them had made itself tangible and possible through skin.

-- imagine being loved by me -- harry potter

It was crushing the way freeing things were crushing. The squeezing your hands out of cuffs, the soaring through cold water, taking a crown off your head. Killing your tyrannical father

-- Let's Not Fight Fate This Time --- DC Super Hero Girls (2019)

All at once, the conquest seemed all the more dangerous. Much more at risk but also — he never wanted it more. Is this how pirates go mad and senile? Overwhelmed and consumed by all this want? Constantly reaching for what is so close and so obviously there for the taking but still so incredibly far.

That makes more sense.

People judge them too harshly. They don’t understand what it’s like to be consumed.

-- you can't live a lie (after you've tasted the truth)--- DC Super Hero Girls (2019)

She's beautiful, Agatha said, but it sounded nearly like an insult.

-- Trapped In A Bottle -- The School for Good And Evil

That's why Alberto got his own category.

With a billion little subcategories and post-its, and side notes because- like the sky- Alberto Scorfano is limitless and infinite. From his eyes to his habits to his preferences to his fears to his passions to his talents to his hair to his attitude to his smile he is something that Luca has studied and admired to an almost painful extent.

-- All The Stars We Steal From The Nigh Sky (will never be enough)

Right ," and there's definitely an odd note in Tamaki's voice then.

Kyoya can imagine why. He knows why. It's odd for them to speak as strangers, bound by laws of civility and utterly unfamiliar. Everything they knew about each other was assumed or heard, and nothing was told or shared.

--blessed by the mystery of love -- Ouran High School Host Club

If Tamaki had entertained jealousy, it was always under a rose-tinted light. Jealousy was abstract to him in the way that poverty was. He understood that, fundamentally, it was not a good thing, but he also knew there was beauty in the moment that stemmed from it, and that’s what he liked to focus on.

--- put a little love on me--- Ouran High School Host Club

[rashfordian]

daily shuffle ting 📸

[do-angels-dream-of-starry-seas]

Doing it again just to make sure

[teacup-tai]

just wanted to say that seeing drarry recs tagged "credo que delícia" made me smile in brazilian :)

hahahahahha yesssss, viada!!! There are expressions that cannot be translated, né? But "credo que delícia" expresses exactly how I felt reading the fics 🤭😋

Smiles back in brazilian 💚💛💙 @sitp-recs