#drarry prompt

[autumnsnuggling]

Excerpt from a fanfic I'll never write:

"Wait!" Draco called, scrambling to catch up. "Harry, please!" But Harry just kept moving, the distance between them widening. Panic gripped Draco's chest.

"Do I really mean so little to you that you won't even ask my side?" he yelled.

For one excruciating moment, Harry's gaze found his. Then, jaw clenched, he turned on the spot and was gone.

[ssseashell]

My current favorite Drarry coded songs

I just love listening to these while reading some Drarry angst

I Bet on Losing Dogs - Mitski

Your Best American Girl - Mitski

Once More to See You - Mitski

A Pearl - Mitski

I Want You - Mitski

I Know You - Faye Webster

Johanna - Suki Waterhouse

To Love - Suki Waterhouse

Somethin’ Stupid - Frank Sinatra, Nancy Sinatra

Rolling in the Deep - Adele

Skyfall - Adele

(You’ll notice there is a lot of Mitski)

[sorry-i-ship-drarry]

Complex is us

"Do you think it'll work?"

It was a strange question to ask in absolute silence, out of nowhere.

"what would?" Draco questioned back.

"Us. Do you think it'll work?" Harry asked.

Draco looked at Harry curled to his own body as they sat on the branch of that oak tree. He wondered why Harry asked such a thing but truth be told with everything going on, he kind of understood where it came from.

Problem was, he didn't have the answer.

"What do you think?" Draco asked.

Harry shrugged. He turned a little so he could see Draco's face while entangled together. He gazed into his serene eyes and he realised he had no answer either.

"I think we can hold onto the hope that we work." Draco finally said.

Harry nodded his head, "Would be a shame if we didn't work out you know."

Draco chuckled softly, "would be a massive shame afterall not a lot of people go from being arch nemesis to idiots in love."

Harry smiled and nodded, "seems strange how it happened so fast, right?"

Draco nodded. He leaned his chin on top of Harry's head and stared into Harry's line of sight, "I think it was always supposed to be fast with us."

"what do you mean?" Harry asked

"It means, we can't have it simple, it's complex between us, always, it's always going to be hard for us, difficult, secretive so it can't be slow for us either."

Harry agreed, "We can't have non chaotic, soft kind of love. Somewhere feels like it'll always be secret, behind closed doors, in forests, secret hallways."

Draco agreed but after a while of silence he spoke up again, "but don't you ever wish that it wasn't that way?"

Harry smiled as he took Draco's hands in his own and kissed them, "Everyday, I wish for that everyday but if that's the kind of love we get then it's not ours. We are meant to have that complex love that works in a way you know because we make it work, because we love to make it work, because we love one another."

Draco smiled softly and kissed the top of Harry's head, "Complex is us."

Harry chuckled and nodded.

"But who knows in future," Harry shrugged.

Draco smiled, "maybe we'll have our own soft love outside these walls."

"Maybe we will."

And maybe it all worked out in the end..

After a long span of absence in a massively busy schedule, I posted once again. It's obviously not as good but my drarry fangirl had it coming. Until next time.

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[if-i-could-fly-h0me]

Someone please find me that post about how Ginny had Tom Riddle's diary write Harry Potter a poem.

I need a fic where an eleven year old Draco writes all about this green-eyed scar head he met at Hogwards in a magical diary he found in his father's library. The words all vanish instantly so it's perfect to write about his secret little crush.

After the horcrux is destroyed, I'm hoping someone (Hermione) figures out a way to find the transcripts of all the conversations the diary's ever had. It's a crucial evidence against Lucius Malfoy after all. And that's how Harry finds out. Draco is mortified and tries valiantly to pretend it didn't happen.

"What a shame😞 I was about to ask you out. 😏 If you really hate me so much, I'll just go......... "

-"You get back here right now, so help me Merlin"

[acrylicdragon]

Drarry prompt where Harry ando Draco are happily married, reformed Draco sold the manor after Narcissa died

Now Lucius sentence in Azkaban ends and he goes to live to Draco and Harry's house. He is too protected and useless to live alone and Harry just can't have him there, but Draco want his father to be happy in his last days.

Now Harry has the secret mission of getting Lucius a girfriend so he get his house free of death eaters. Eventually they make good friends

[viva-la-vida-vazia]

Guys, help meee

I wanna find this fic where Harry breaks up (gets dumped or whatever) by some mediwizard and somehow he and Draco end up faking a relationship because it was convenient for them both. I remember towards the end Draco eavesdrop a conversation between Harry and said ex after a charity Quidditch game (Aurors vs St. Mungus, I think) and misunderstands it the runs away and Harry goes after him and I thiiiink they talk at a brdge in the winter. That's it, that"s what I remember.

If anyone knows it please save me 😭

[naughtymoontart]

for the @drarrymicrofic prompt, This December by Ricky Montgomery.

cw: less than happy ending

Fuck December.

A furious bitterness clings in his chest like a lingering cough, rattling his resentment at the slightest hint of festive joy. Any cloying bit of sentimental cheer sends Draco into a new, humiliatingly tearful rage.

On his less better nights, Draco rather wants to murder Potter for daring to walk into his world, make his life brilliant bright with laughter, with meaning, and comfort, only to walk out again, leaving Draco stood alone, abandoned in his own bloody life, holding his own broken-to-pieces bloody heart.

It’s criminal, really. Harry Potter deserves to be imprisoned for what he’s done to Draco’s heart, yet all Draco’s dreamt of are Harry’s calloused touches, Harry’s dusty-lemon smell, and the desperately needed serenity in Harry’s strong, steady embrace. He can go on reminding himself that Potter is never coming back to him. Potter is with her now, and Draco must stop emotionally torturing himself with thoughts of what will never be again, but Draco’s dreams betray him, and Harry will never let go of his heart.

Maybe this December, Harry will remember that he loves Draco. Maybe Harry will arrive at his doorstep, finally ready to love him. Maybe they would be okay.

Draco spends December alone, waiting for a visitor who never appears.

[dewitty1]

Idk if it's out there anywhere, but I'd really love a Drarry AU of Pretty In Pink, (maybe Harry wears washed out red hoodies all the time idk, lol), with Harry and Remus (he's down and out after the battle, without Tonks or Sirius, trying and failing to take care of himself or Teddy and Harry's holding them all together with Andromeda's help) living together. Harry floo'ing to Hogwarts every morning, getting Remus to try to find work, Harry works at a muggle/wixen record shop in Hogsmede. Harry's got a great friend in Ginny (but he still doesn't like her like that...)

Draco, of course is the posh love interest...

And the other antagonist could be Zach Smith...

Anyway just a thought...

[wrongcharacter]

Drarry prompt

Guys, I had an idea for a drarry prompt. Something like:

For some reason Harry finds himself in an alternate universe where he did not come back to life, Nagini has not been killed. The Wizarding World has been under the control of Death Eaters for several years, and part of the population has been brainwashed and do agree with the regime. But the Resistance persists, led by Draco Malfoy himself, Death Eater under cover.

Hope it will inspire someone :) My AO3 name: Wrongcharacter

[starlitsilvereyes]

love will tear us apart

Written for @drarrymicrofic 's Prompt: Heartstopper | Rating: E | Warnings: Blood, Violence, Gore, Dark Themes | Read on Ao3

I will love you as grief loves a lonely soul 

With the kiss of death at my fingertips

And blood on my lips 

I will hold you

As your heart stops beneath my touch

And as the light leaves your eyes 

Who knew love would ever tear us apart?

[autumnsnuggling]

TW: internalised abelism (but it gets worked on!)

Thinking about a fic where Harry was raised by Remus and Sirius, and after the war, Draco struggles with energy levels. Maybe that's because the Cruciatus curse left him with some damage. Maybe that's because he spends so much of his day panicking/anxious he's low on spoons for other things. Maybe he has ME/another chronic condition/pain. Up to you. But it means when he finally starts adulting properly for the first time, he struggles not only to adjust to life post-war, but to keep up with demands of cooking, cleaning, working etc.

Somehow, he and Harry are friends. Maybe Draco defected to the Order. Maybe 8th year was brilliant for them. Again, I don't really care, reader's choice. All I care about is Harry somehow learning Draco is resorting to not feeding himself because it's too much energy to stand and cook. Or because he has energy at random times and not food appropriate times. And Harry, having lived with Remus, who was used to fluctuating energy due to his little furry problem (hey, maybe Draco's a werewolf!), is like ??? Well why don't you just sit down and cook?

And Draco is flabbergasted.

He can't fathom it. It's not the done thing™. Malfoy's just carry on, limits be damned. But Harry rolls his eyes and just gets him to try it.

It works, obviously, and so Draco starts to think about all the things he could do differently. Eat whenever he's hungry? Because eating at some point is better than missing the window? Huh. Maybe that's possible. Carrying a water bottle with enough fluid to last a few hours? Wow. Making food when he has spoons, not just at the 'appropriate time'? Who knew that could be okay.

Little by little, Draco unlearns all the abelist bullshit he internalised growing up, and learns to work with his body, not against it. And if at every point he gets encouraged by one Harry Potter, falling in love along the way, then that's a bonus.

[drippydumdum]

if you're not as obsessed with me as Harry Potter is with Draco Malfoy, then really, whats the point?

[chartreuserpent]

nostalgia — microfic

“Draco, wake up! Look, it’s snowing outside,” the raven-haired beamed at the Blond while constantly shaking him to wake up. The blond shot his eyes open, and saw his lover in the veranda, waving at him with his smile ear to ear. Draco smiled at him lovingly before closing his eyes again.

But as soon as he opens his eyes and look at the veranda, no one was there to greet him in a snowy day.

[sorry-i-ship-drarry]

The Last Coffee

"All packed and ready to go?" Harry asked as he knocked on Draco's bedroom door.

Draco turned around, taking a break from applying tape on one of the last cardboard boxes. He nodded his head with a soft smile, "All done. The driver will pick up these boxes by tomorrow morning, that's alright right?"

" Yeah, as long as that person doesn't disturb my sleep." Harry shrugged in a joke.

Draco shook his head with a chuckle, "Typical Harry of you."

Harry for that brief didn't know what else to say because he knew Draco was going to be thousand of miles apart in a matter of few hours when for the last 10 years of his life they have lived in the same place, whether it was school or this apartment.

"Last coffee before I leave?" Draco finally asked and Harry nodded.

They collected their coats and walked hand in hand to the coffee shop by the corner of the street for what was the last time.

"So, this is the last time we're going to hold hands?" Harry finally said.

Draco sighed.

"Come on, someone had to say it and I know there's a lot on your mind so just say whatever it is or you know you'll regret it." Harry said.

Draco looked at Harry for a brief moment knowing he was right.

Right after ordering their last cup of coffee's together Draco finally opened up,

"Are you sure you don't want to give long distance a try? We could make it work if we try."

Harry smiled, "We could try, we could even try if you lived on the opposite ends of the planet but we know how it's going to end. Our time zone's are not even going to be the same, let alone we won't have a proper communication about anything. It won't be the same."

Draco teared up a little because he was hoping with his whole heart that Harry might turn his thought around if even at the last moment but he was losing any kind of hope here.

Harry noticing his emotions took his hands in his own and caressed them softly.

"I know you think this is easy for me but it's killing me inside. I have loved you for years, we've lived in the same apartment for 4 years, we've been together almost all the time, how can it possibly be easy for me to not be around you anymore? I've loved you all this time and I can't tell you how much I really want to make it work but Draco I know the differences we'll have, you'll have a whole lot of different people there, you'll be required there so many more times. You will need so much time to adjust into a new environment and I'll start wondering how much efforts you're putting in and then I will get used to it and by the time you'll be done adjusting, I'll have a life of my own, we won't be able to make time for each other, we'll have more fights than conversation- "

"Harry, just stop," Draco cut him off taking his hands away from Harry's hold, "you have this whole thing planned out as if you're going to do it. How are you so sure that this is what's going to happen? What if it's the opposite?"

Harry gave him a soft smile, "I don't know half shit of how it's going to work or what may happen or what may not. To be very honest, I think i'm wrong but- there is a 5% chance in what i'm saying is true and that is why before I lose you to distance, I want to be prepared for losing you. At least, I know I am ending it and not you because of distance," he takes a pause and sighs, "I just don't want to be hurt and hurt you more than I have. I don't want to fight and give up on you-"

"and so you don't even want to try?"

Harry shook his head, "I want to. I want to be proven wrong but I know I won't be because one day I don't want to be on the end where you say I don't think this is working and have my heart shattered but knowing that it was happening all the time. You know how you always called me a saviour?"

Draco nods.

"This time the saviour wants to save himself. Sometimes that saviour has to make sacrifices and compromises so this time i'm choosing to protect myself because I don't think I'll ever be okay if this ends after trying. How can you get hurt when you never even tried?"

"By knowing you never even tried. You are giving up, Harry, you've never given up before." A tear dropped down from the corner of his eyes and Harry wiped it away.

"I'm not giving up. I love you, I have and I always will but I'm not the same person I used to be. I have been a lot hurt in my life Draco and you know it so well, this one time, just once I want to not be hurt later."

"So, you're hurting me instead?" Draco sobbed.

"I'm hurting both of us really but I know I am hurting you. I know and I wish I wasn't but this is for the better and you'll know with time. I am so sorry for all the pain but we are meant to be hurt, now or later. Impending doom."

"So, its a losing argument with you? You are not going to change your mind?" Draco asked.

Harry teared up and shook his head, "We're both losing. I am losing you, I am hurting you but I know it's for the better of both of us. I want to change my mind but I know I shouldn't. I want to protect both of us."

"I don't think you're protecting anyone." But Harry didn't know what else to say because he knew he wasn't going to change his mind, he wanted to but he knew he shouldn't.

Draco shook his head and after wiping away his tears gave a smile, "I suppose it was good while it lasted."

"The best I'll ever have. Only one i'll ever have."

"I love you."

"I love you."

They shared their one last cup of coffee after which Draco left for unknown amount of time. Harry didn't know if he made the best decision or not, he always hoped he did but he never wanted Draco to live with any regret of ending things between them. Maybe they were doomed, maybe they were not. Distance breaks many hearts and they knew they'd be one of them but Harry would rather lose Draco to himself than to distance.

One last cup of coffee, that was all that mattered at the end.

I should've been studying but this was meant to be written..

the last?

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[elvendork-is-unisex]

So I had a really funny Drarry dream last night.

Harry was the flying instructor at Hogwarts, had been for a few years. Hogwarts was also going to host a big celebration for the 10th anniversary of the Battle of Hogwarts, it was going to be this huge ball kind of an event. So McGonagall had booked a dancing coach and all the staff was expected to attend these dancing classes for a month or so. And obviously the dancing coach turned out to be Draco.

I didn't get past their first meeting in the dream before I woke up this morning, but hey if anyone wants to use this as a prompt and write a fun little (or not so little) fic out of this, feel free!! Just tag me or message me or something so that I'll get to read it!

[the-sun-is-also-a-star]

me, reading my own incomplete writing : *gasp* and then what happened?