#m . narcissa black

[unravellingsilencehq]

“Oh, Merlin, tell me, does THE SCALES get what she deserves?” She is NEUTRAL & CLOSED to finding out.“

— she walks through the world as ;

name → andromeda black pronouns → she/her identification → cis female year of birth →  september 1957 - september 1958 face claim → emma mackey blood status → pure-blood  sexual orientation → graysexual occupation → defence barrister at the department of magical law enforcement at the ministry of magic future information → member of the order of the phoenix, wife of edward tonks, mother of nymphadora tonks

— she is best described as ;

A GOOD BOOK you curl up with on a RAINY DAY. She is a FAMILIAR FACE in a large crowd & the GENTLE SQUEEZE from a SATIN GLOVED HAND. She is as SOFT as a FUR SHAWL & as GRACEFUL as a SWAN. Her voice is filled with WISDOM & MONEY, her body has experienced LUXURY, yet her eyes sting with the INJUSTICE she longs to fight.

— her story starts with ;

tw: death

A kind hearted woman Andromeda Black is considered by those who know her well to have a pure soul, though many people outside her circle are often too overwhelmed by the idea of her very famous family to even give her a chance to show it. The middle daughter of CYGNUS BLACK [father] and his wife DRUELLA BLACK [mother], Andromeda was raised at Brideswater Manor in the Hertfordshire countryside, cloaked by magic and woodland to shield them from the eyes of muggles. The house always felt somewhat empty to Andromeda, though filled with heirlooms and trinkets she could hear their voices echo. Her mother had never felt like a natural one to Andromeda, who always seemed as though she’d rather have had dolls rather than children she had to attempt to control. Her eldest sister BELLATRIX BLACK [sibling] was wild and the majority of her childhood felt like raised voices across the dining room as Bellatrix desperately tried to impress their father with grand statements and facts about their world, whilst their mother rolled her eyes and once again reminded her of her manners. With this great power struggle going on, Andromeda was able to fly under the radar, content with a book and to do as she was told much to the delight of her mother. 

Dutiful and quiet, she only caused her mother headaches when she reached her years beyond school, but in her earlier years she was her hand. Able to plait the long silver hair of her youngest sister NARCISSA BLACK [sibling] and entertain her older sister or the children they invited round their home with conversation she didn’t much care for but did to keep the volume down at parties. She spoke when she was spoken to and rarely had an opinion that passed her lips, just the way Druella wanted it. But what Andromeda did instead was listen, whilst Naricssa longed to impress people with her beauty and Bellatrix with her mind, Andromeda sat and watched. Noticed the things people commended and the things that wrinkled their noses. People in her world of The Sacred Twenty-Eight were only interested in hearing their own opinions repeated back to them, whilst her father’s friends at The Ministry of Magic, had grand ideas about building a more equal world, she watched her parents smile and nod about when she knew they couldn’t think of anything more awful, but unlike her elder sister, the pair had a very good poker face. 

Arriving at school after Bellatrix and her cousin EVAN ROSIER [cousin] were leaving, Andromeda was given a place in Slytherin. She liked to believe it was her intelligence and determination that had gained her a spot in Slytherin, but her sorting seemed to be both a blessing and a curse, as the people she’d known her whole life embraced her, and new faces didn’t want to get to know her. Although her family had quite strict ideas regarding blood purity, which Bellatrix had very publicly aired, Andromeda had never truly felt convinced.The idea her family was any better than any other magical families due to their lack of muggle blood. She was of the opinion that blood and money meant nothing and it was one's mind and desire to embrace and make a change that truly made the measure of a person. Andromeda believed that deep down her family were those sorts of people. Her mother was a beautiful and kind witch that was truly loved by their community, whilst her father had a brilliant mind and had done such good in his work at Wizengamot. Andromeda told herself their opinions were outdated and signified the time they were born into rather than the world today, and that a lot of the people she associated with were simply symptoms of that very issue. 

It was her duty and her wish to slowly change their mind and she did it by surrounding herself with people she thought she could potentially have common ground with. ADRASTEIA GREENGRASS [best friend/housemate] was from a similar background to Andromeda, from a Sacred Twenty-Eight family and with a mother who worked in Wizengamot with Andromeda’s father. She was the only person in Andromeda’s world that she felt comfortable chatting theories and speaking about law with who knew what it was like to be from the social standing that everyone hated. Her friends ROSALIE FLINT [close friend] was also from The Sacred Twenty-Eight and had designs on great love and being married whatever that meant, whilst LUCINDA TALKALOT [close friend] was not from a Sacred Twenty-Eight family, but a long established and respected one, who had dreams of becoming Quidditch Captain and living independently where her parents could no longer control her. There they were, the rebellious Slytherin girls hiding in plain sight where no one could notice them and their grand plans. But it was hard to show any rebellion in front of Narcissa and her friends, so relationships like her friendship with muggle-born EDWARD TONKS [close friend/potential love interest] had to be kept a secret, something which AMELIA BONES [person of interest/former rival], was more than too happy to point out. 

Graduating a prefect, a member of slug club and narrowly missing out on Head Girl, Andromeda was focused on what she would throw her weight behind. Despite her mother’s complaints that yet another daughter would not be joining the marriage market, Andromeda accepted a position in Wizengamot as an associate of defence barrister RODOLPHUS LESTRANGE [close friend/potential love interest]. Andromeda at first found him a cold man, who more than likely thought she had gotten her job through nepotism rather than having deserved it, but the more cases she worked on the more Andromeda proved her worth and the two formed a bond. She felt like his right hand and by the time they had taken the SILAS CRUMP [former client] case, she’d become his right hand. Losing his case was gutting to Andromeda; she had longed to see him walk free and had always been determined he was innocent of the slaying of BOOKER BAGNOLD [person of interest]. Her suspicions were further heightened when MASON TREMBLAY [person of interest] was convicted of the murder of Amelia Bones and was plastered in the press as Silas’ lover, which Andromeda knew to be false as he had a wife and child. 

Something felt wrong to Andromeda and she was determined to figure out what it was. Between cases Andromeda began travelling Europe in search of his wife KAMALI SKANDER [person of interest] or his daughter CORIN HALE [person of interest] in the hope she could at the very least disprove The Daily Prophet article and clear his name. To her surprise, Rodolphus did not seem to be as interested in challenging their client’s verdict as she was, something that was certainly uncommon as Rodolphus had always played to win. Andromeda knew that Rodolphus knew he was innocent and after graduating from his services and becoming a barrister in her own right, she began looking into Silas’ case without mentioning it to her former boss. Although Andromeda would love to focus on Silas, another case has become her focus. A young werewolf named JONATHAN REEVES [client] has sought Andromeda out to help build his defence after the disappearance of Andromeda’s close friend Rosalie. Although a cold case, Andromeda has noticed mentions of Rosalie as the three year mark comes closer. Wanting the case to be taken seriously by the Aurors, Jonathan is willing to work with them to find the person who hurt Rosalie, but is concious that when a young witch goes missing, the first finger pointed is always at the boyfriend.

— she is a LEVEL 6 WITCH & readied for war ;

[lilithofpenandbook]

Ya know what, if they can do it, I can, so fuck canon I'm making my own lil alterations because why the fuck not!

So headcanon that Andromeda and Narcissa Black were actually Severus's best friends in hogwarts. Andromeda was only there for one year with Severus. She was a seventh year in Slytherin, and a prefect and unlike Lucius who went about using his prefect privileges to essentially use the little boys as his lil servants (especially the poor ones, like Severus, in exchange for favour and gifts and praise- hence Sirius calling Severus Lucius's lapdog as Severus was naturally the most eager for these), Andromeda actually took care of people. She believed that there were people who were lucky and people who weren't, so it was the duty of those who were lucky to help those who weren't. She especially took care of Severus, seeing how the boy quite literally didn't have anything or anyone, and often scolded Sirius for being too harsh with him (Sirius would just laugh, never taking her seriously, and Andromeda did find it difficult to be stern with her little cousin). When she graduated, she asked Severus to take her old robes, saying that she'd never need them and she hated to waste such lovely material (her robes were made of the best material possible, and so they weren't just elegant with the very faint pattern all over them, but also very sturdy), and she said it like that because she didnt want to embarrass Severus either by implying that he was so poor she was giving him charity (compared to Lucius who gave Severus a trinket as a "gift" that Tobias stole, sold, and spent the money on alcohol). Severus wore them for the next 6 years and they're still wearable.

After she left, Narcissa took an interest in Severus. While she was much more classist, she wasn't unkind either. She did believe that wealth and blood purity made people better than others, however she didn't treat people poorly based on class, although she did expect the lower classes to serve in exchange for favours. Unlike Lucius, when she gave orders to younger, poorer students, she wasn't arrogant or unkind in them, and she did do well by them. Severus always knew he wasn't her equal the way he was with Andromeda (who treated him no differently than she treated Sirius, except perhaps with greater kindness), however Narcissa did treat him with kindness and even a sort of respect, better than Lucius did. Oh, as for Lucius...

The reason he married the youngest sister and not either of the older two is because Bellatrix scared him and Andromeda also scared him. He once dared ask her to dance with him and got a look that could freeze hell. So he settled for Narcissa. Who also almost rejected him, but (as she confided to Severus one day when he asked why was she marrying someone like Lucius) Lucius looked so miserable and defeated that she felt sorry for him. That and she hoped that by marrying into the Malfoys her parents may calm the rage they felt when Andromeda married Ted Tonks. But mostly she felt bad for him. (nobody wanted Lucius, for all his pure blood status, because the fact is Lucius was pretty damn useless at anything noble or gallant, and the pure blood women had a sense of self respect- if they're marrying into a traditional marriage and taking a traditional role, their husbands had better be the traditional knight of a man. Not whatever sad wet peacock Lucius was).

I have so much more on them but the rest needs to come in another post

[dthroned-sameurl]

simple , lazy muse tags xx

[hpcestfest]

HP Cest Fest 2023: Fic ☕️📖

A Little Love A Little Sympathy

Author: ??? Prompt #: 17 Ship: Sirius Black/Narcissa Black Malfoy Rating: Explicit Wordcount: 2,400

Warnings/Tags: Cousin Incest, Blackcest, domestic abuse, Hurt/Comfort, vaginal sex, infidelity

Summary: Sirius Black has no idea what Narcissa could want from him.

But now she's standing in front of his door and they're both so fucking lonely.

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[siriusblack-the-third]

The one word that best fits Percy, Annabeth thinks, is Gentle. And it is entirely by design.

Percy grew up hated by his stepfather, hated by his schoolmates and teachers and tutors. He grew up with the words "delinquent", "stupid", "troublemaker" thrown at him, stinging his heart at first and then sliding ineffectually off his back over the years. Annabeth has seen him at his worst, and she knows that it is not in Percy's nature to be gentle. He's a hurricane.

It's in everything he does.

His eyes shift and change with the tides, with his emotions, from happy to angry to sad to exhausted to smug all within moments of each other. Sometimes, she catches a glimpse of something Other, something that makes him look cruel and heartless in the worst yet most beautiful of ways. The first time she had seen that look was when he had packed up the head of Medusa to send it to the Gods.

(It had scared her, then. Now any reminder of it makes her laugh.)

He holds himself in a way that says fuck around and find out, in a way that says he's the most dangerous person on this planet and he knows it, in a way that makes you stop and look and then stamp down the urge to take a few steps back. His back is always straight and his shoulders are always pulled back, but he always looks relaxed. His head is always a little low, reminiscent of the way a bull lowers its head when it's going to charge. His hands are always in his pockets, fiddling with a pen that has been with him since he was twelve. People scatter out of his way like getting within ten feet of him would get them killed.

(They're not wrong.)

Annabeth can only describe his fighting as chaotic. He is a literal whirlwind, movements fluid and unpredictable, sword slashing through the air with such speed that it's almost invisible. He's terrifying and beautiful and mesmerizing when he wages war, all sharp edges and ruthless strikes placed right where it would take his opponent down the fastest. Sometimes when he feels particularly violent, his hits are non lethal yet painful, making his opponent cry and scream, making him grin with teeth too sharp and eyes too bright.

And yet.

Gentle is the best word Annabeth can think of to describe Percy.

Percy, who cradles her face oh so carefully when he kisses her softly and slowly, just the way she likes when a nightmare wakes her up. Percy, who curls up into a ball next to her and buried his head into her stomach to hide from the terrors in his own dreams. Percy, who looks at his sister with the most adoring look Annabeth has ever seen on his face, who smiles at his mother with that spark of awe in his eyes like he still can't believe he got such a wonderful mother, who is patient and caring with every camper that asks him to help.

She can only think of gentle.

Gentle, because Percy likes to be reminded of the good things in the world. Gentle, because Percy works towards being so despite it not being a natural part of him. Gentle, because after years of war and bloodshed and battle and violence, they have made it to peace. Peace, where they can afford to make the choice to be gentle.

Percy is a Hurricane. Percy is Gentle.

Annabeth loves all of him.

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[smuttyazrael]

Essays as an excuse/ Professor!Remus Lupin x innocent!reader

Word count: 679

Summary: Y/N gets called to discuss some information in your essay with Professor Lupin. He can't keep his hands out of his pants.

Warnings: older man/young lady, teacher/student, innocence kink, male masturbation, fantasy of oral (M recieving), lots of cum, pervy.

Remus sitting in his office chair his cock throbbing thinking of you in his office. He can almost taste your vanilla perfume. He asked you to come see him after you were done class to talk about your Dementor assignment.

You had written a long essay. But there was some information that he wasn't sure where you had gotten it from. Generally, he wouldn't be bothered with it but he wanted to see you again. He was desperate. He unzips his pants and slips his cock out, rubbing it. He is hoping to be able to jerk off and cum before you get there. Hurriedly bringing his fist up and down on his hard cock. Chasing his orgasm. Throwing his head back moaning loudly.

You arrive and knock on the door. He realizes he doesn't have time to hide his hard cock that won't cooperate. He can never get his cock back into his pants when it's hard and he's taken it out.

"Come in!" Remus calls out a little weakly.

Hoping you won't see his cock bobbing behind his desk. His cock leaking at the thought of you seeing it. He clears his throat as you step in. Hoping you won't notice how weak his voice just was. Or you would brush it off as shock.

"You wanted to speak to me, Professor." You say standing in front of his desk in your black mary janes, blck knee length skirt, white button up top, and slytherin green tie. You had taken off your black cloak with the Slytherin emblem on it, earlier. His cock now steadily leaking at you calling him Professor. His office filling with the scent of sweet vanilla.

"Ahhh yes. Your essay is very well written but some of this isn't in the libraries in the school." He starts, his right hand drifting towards his cock. His cock is still pouring precum. He grabs it in his fist and starts jerking it. Rubbing the precum around using it as lube. Trying to keep a serious look on his face.

"Oh yeah, my manor has a large library and I asked Aunt Narcissa....." you keep explaining where you got all the information.

Going into details. Behind the desk Remus is panting watching your lips picturing them around his cock. Picturing you on his knees in front of him begging for his cum.

He keeps rubbing his cock he lets out a silent moan at the fact that you have no idea what kind of pleasure he is feeling while you talk about your home library.

He is thrusting his hips a little into his fist. Remus suddenly chokes on a groan talking himself by surprise about the power of his orgasm. He cums into his lap. A few spurts land on his shirt. You don't notice.

You give him a strange look. He leans back with a look of pure bliss on his face unable to keep the serious look on his face with the black out pleassure he is feeling.

"Professor, are you alright?" You ask.

"Yes, Y/N." He says in a moan. What you can't see is his cock spurting cum on the floor, down his pants and all in his lap. He came so hard he blacked out for a second.

"Thank you, Y/N. You can leave." Remun says after a little while still panting seeming like he just ran a marathon.

You give him another confused look and leave. He just continues to lay in his chair unable to move. His legs feeling like rubber.

His cock just leaking out a little cum now into his lap. Which is now soaked in his cum. How did you not notice him cumming? He thinks to himself relieved you didn't notice. His cock twitches trying to get hard again but having trouble with how hard he just came.

[leighbaylee]

🖤 ₊˚⊹ — eldest daughter of the malfoy family (1) #DISCONTINUED

parring ➵ draco malfoy x sibling f!reader

summary ➵ family portraits with your little shit of a younger brother.

age of parring ➵ 16 - 18

warnings ➵ fluff

extra ➵ might become a multi - part series, but don’t take my word for it. reader’s middle name is named after bellatrix. thanks to @cafekitsune for banners! second chapter here.

here you were in the manor, in your large but dull gloomy dark room. subtle touches of your personal belongings scattered all about.

you’ve gotten news from your father, lucius, that the family was gonna retake yet another family portrait, it would’ve bugged you then but it happened every year. so what could’ve you done?

you were touching up your hair, defining your blowout and pining it up in a nice up - do, as your mother, narcissa, requested. you applied your favorite lipstick/lipgloss before you heard footsteps approaching.

you looked through the reflection of the mirror on your vanity as you added your desired pair of earrings, some bracelets, and layering some necklaces. the final touch being a matching ring you had with draco.

it was a simple stacking ring, engraved with your full first name, middle inital, following with the complete last name on it. you had a matching one with draco.

DRACO L. MALFOY — Y/N B. MALFOY

the baby of the family, who has grown to a young man, walked in without knocking. you clicked your tongue in annoyance, draco got the memo.

❝ m-may i come in? ❞

❝ you are already in. ❞ you scoffed softly, noticing the scowl on his face.

❝ sorry. ❞ he said blandly, you replied saying ❝ don’t worry about it dray, i need your help anyway. ❞

you sat up, walking up to a full length mirror in the left corner of your bedroom, draco following behind.

you fixed any sort of crimple and wrinkle on your dress whatsoever with a whip of your wand.

you presented yourself with a elongated black maxi dress, with a slit on the left side revealing your leg, the bust lined with black lace detailing, the same detailing of the thin straps.

you sported a pair of black crystal covered pointy toe high heels, a beautiful glamorous black cluster crystal on top of it. it was from a muggle high - end store, something along the lines of jimmy choo.

you ran your hands every curve, admiring yourself and catching a glimpse of your dark mark on your left arm, running your hand up and down the same arm.

as you did so, you were unaware of what draco was thinking.

draco malfoy, disliked by his fellow peers in the same year, most in a complete different house, known for his undeniable prejudice toward blood status.

one thing he was also known for was you, and he knew that of course.

anytime anyone would look, speak, or even breathe around you, he would always and constantly eye them.

he would clench his fist anytime someone would utter a bad mouth about you and disregard you as a person. no matter who it was, he would walk past and shove them so hard on purpose with no hesitation.

he absolutely hated people who would do so, cause you usually never did anything to anyone. back when he was a second year, you being in your third year, when the heir of slytherin was petrifying muggle borns, he never heard the end of it with the accusations of you being the heir.

reconnecting with the present, he looked at you lovingly with his hands in his blazer pockets. how he blazingly loved his older sister. every little thing you did, he always and never thought you weren’t the best at.

❝ you look beautiful sister. ❞ he said softly.

❝ you really think so? don’t you think its too much? ❞

he chuckled responding spontaneously with, ❝ too much or too little, you always look gorgeous. ❞

❝ oh i love you so much brother. ❞ you sighed placing you hands on his face kissing his forehead, being able to easier because of the shoes you were wearing.

you grabbed you favorite purfume, spritzing some on your wrists, collarbones, behind your ears. then spraying some near draco, giggling as he waved his arms coughing trying to prevent getting a feminine fragrance from attaching to his clothing.

❝ let’s be on our way now, mother and father have been holding up long enough. ❞ you ordered.

he enterwined his arm with yours eyeing down at your shoes, being patient with you as you have a disadvantage of walking quickly.

the both of you reached the hallway, sounds of clicking and clacking shoes echoed throughout the halls. draco was talking about the new school year at hogwarts approaching, to say he was displeased would be understatement.

the both of you kept walking til you guys reached the wall full with frames of family pictures. from the moment lucius and narcissa were engaged, their wedding ceremony, your birth, draco’s birth, both of you and draco’s first year at hogwarts ; and so on.

one picture caught your attention, you grimaced.

it was when you were starting in your fifth year and draco in his forth. the thing that bothered you so much was you short hair phase and short your dress was. it was way to provocative for a sixteen year old.

listen your hair would’ve been so adorable if you have gotten layers but oh well.

❝ oh my god. i looked ghastly! ❞ you almost shrieked.

❝ i cannot believe you let your little brother walk out like that. ❞ uttered draco disapprovingly.

it then turned into a five minute rambling of you calling your younger brother cute and squealing at his undefined face back when he was eleven.

draco only flushed and continued letting his older sister call him names he hasn’t been called in years, he was pulling on your dress mumbling for you to quit it.

unknowingly to the both of you, narcissa was watching her eldest daughter and baby son holding hands and giggling at each other’s portraits, telling stories of the days each portrait was taken.

how it made her happy knowing draco had you watching over him and growing up with a role model, regardless of the both of you growing up, you and draco will always be her children.

❝ draco, y/n, it’s time to get going. your father and aunt bellatrix are getting impatient. ❞

❝ sorry mother.❞ the both of you said in unison, quickly walking to in front of her.

narcissa stood on his tip toes, even with heels on, and kissed draco and you on the cheek, caressing her towering children as she smiled at.

❝ cmon now, run along! ❞

draco quickly ran to narcissa’s left side as you stayed on her right, both of you simultaneously wrapping your arms around hers and made your way out to the center of the manor.

lucius checked his watch groaning at the fact that his children are almost twenty minutes late to the shoot.

bellatrix cleared her throat impatiently, she had to meet with the dark lord in an hour, she wouldn’t be able to unless her niece and nephew were aware of the time.

nacrissa came in with a smile, one that both her sister and husband noticed in a heartbeat.

❝ narcissa, where is y/n and draco? ❞ asked lucius asked blandly, bellatrix glanced wanting to know.

before narcissa could answer, you and draco came in, making unnecessary fixes to your hair and outfits, holding out a compact mirror in front of the both of you.

❝ oh, my beautiful niece! you really outdid yourself, come here my sweet! ❞ bellatrix cooed as you smiled and closed the compact, walking up to her.

kisses were being plastered all over your face, lucius signaling draco to come up to his father.

draco went up and watched as his father fixed his tie silently chuckling at the sight of his beautiful daughter all dolled up.

❝ sorry father, it was my fault draco was late. i would’ve been at lot earlier if i hadn’t kicked him out of my room. ❞ you exclaimed softly.

❝ that’s quiet alright y/n, i should’ve known it takes young ladies a quite amount of time to prepare themselves. ❞ he grabbed your arm reassuringly.

❝ you know where to go, take the lead draco, y/n. ❞

you and draco obliged and went down to the living room and sat together in a forest green velvet vintage lounge chair holding hands, as the adults stood behind.

a couple of pictures, mixing it up quite often, it was finally the malfoy children portraits.

sitting down, standing up, backsides, and many serious and some smiling pictures later, the both of you hugged and you reminded draco how much you appreciated him.

the both of you snapped back into reality facing the wizarding world equivalent of a camera in surprise as a flash blinded the both of you, laughing at the moment that would make this yearly family portrait tradition memorable.

୨⎯ 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡 ⎯୧

[dracoxsworld]

ARRANGED - Draco M. x Reader - Part 5

You laid in you and Draco's bed, the scene between you and Nicholas replaying in your mind.

Draco was out with his father, looking for a tree to put up; it was the holidays now. You, for the first time in a while, were alone.

Nothing had made sense to you, you never thought Nicholas could act the way he did. He never got angry with you, or even frustrated. You always bragged to your friends about how patient and understanding he was; he never raised his voice- nothing. His reaction was unexpected. It scared you.

You never had struggled saying "I love you" back to him, but when you'd start to think about it; it felt wrong, unnatural.

You were deep in thought when you heard a knock at your door, Narcissa then opened and gave you a small smile. She had been very sympathetic towards you since the Nicholas incident, she wanted to find him herself and hex him for you.

"Narcissa, how are you?" You greeted. "I am doing well, I just came to check in on you, haven't seen you since breakfast." She replied.

"Oh, yeah, I'm fine," You explained, running your hands through your long hair. "Thinking about everything that happened with Nicholas."

Narcissa shook her head in disgust. "What a foul little man." Narcissa said lowly. You chuckled at her description if him. "You know, I've never known Draco to defend anyone like he did for you, he must have taken a liking to you."

You blushed at the thought. "Well, being imprisoned in a house together and all, it kinda forces you to get to know somebody. I suppose he does care for me." You said, waving your hand. Narcissa looked at you apologetically. "I'm sorry for how things started, but you now must know how things must be."

You nodded, as if you agreed. But that was a lie. Your opinions still stood strong.

"I am just suggesting that there's a chance that Draco has strong feelings for you." Your eyes widen at her. "No, Narcissa. You're funny." You chuckle as you quickly get up from your bed, dusting yourself off and straightening your blouse.

Narcissa shrugged. "I know it may seem crazy, but I know my son." Narcissa said, eyeing you. You looked back at her, as if she put you into a trance. "Well," She said after a moment, clapping her hands together. "Let's decorate for the holidays."

You and Narcissa with the help of some house-elves decorated the Manor. You both listened to Celestina Warbeck's "A Cauldron Full of Hot, Strong Love."

"Y/N, dear. I am going to get some more decorations for the Manor... I will be back soon." Narcissa said to you as she threw on her black fur coat. "Yes, Mrs. Malfoy." You said, smiling at her. She smiled back, "Narcissa." She insisted. You nodded. "Right. Narcissa, sorry."

Narcissa left, and Celestina Warbeck was still playing.

"Oh, come and stir my cauldron And if you do it right I'll boil you up some hot, strong love To keep you warm tonight To keep you warm tonight!" You sang to yourself while you were hanging up garland. "Well well, didn't know you fancied Warbeck's music." A familiar voice hummed. You jolted from fear and turned around, it was Draco.

"Draco! You scared the shit out of me!" You hissed, hitting his chest with the golden colored garland.

"Sorry, I just heard a very pretty voice." He mused. You turned around quickly before he could see the red form on your cheeks.

"You decorating?" He asked. You nodded. "Your mother went out to get more decorations." You said softly, going up on your tip-toes to hang the garland over the tall fireplace.

"Bloody-garland- so- tall." You struggled as your arms were out stretched towards the top of the fireplace. "Here, let me help." Draco said, stepping behind you, grabbing the garland from your hands. He hung the golden sparkly garland on the hooks of the fireplace.

You turned around, his body pinning you against the closed off fireplace. He looks down at you, and smiled. "D-did you find-"

"A tree?" He finished, his hands landing on your waist. "We did, father and I argued the whole time." He said, sounding annoyed. You nodded. Not abnormal for them. He flicked his wand upwards towards the ceiling. You looked up, a mistletoe formed. You blushed, without having a chance to hide it from him this time. "You know the holidays can be romantic," Draco suggested. You tilted your head with a chuckle. "Draco Malfoy being romantic? Seems unlikely." You teased.

"Oh come on, we've really gotten to know each other these past months. I've grown quite fond of you." Draco replied.

"I have grown fond of you too- it's just-" You stammered. You took a deep breathe and exhaled. "Ever since the Nicholas incident things have felt weird."

Draco's eyebrows furrowed. "He called you a whore, imagine what'd happen to you if I didn't step in." He pointed out, his hands leaving my waist, dropping by his sides. "Draco, I know but he was just mad. I mean, he expected me to leave with him."

"Did you want to?"

"No, of course not! But he's confused, probably lost." I explained, rubbing your temple with your fingers.

"You're making excuses for a man who called you a whore." Draco mumbled, now not even looking at you.

"You know, you're not exactly a peach, either. You haven't been the most pleasant roomate."

"So I'm a roommate now?"

"That's not what I meant." You sighed. Fuck, you messed everything up.

"I thought you were starting to like me." Draco hissed. "I do like you Draco, I've liked the time we've spent together I just, this has all happened so fast."

"What do you expect, Y/N? We're married!" Draco spat. "You are my wife! Mine!"

You looked at him, he was angry. "Listen. Let's forget this conversation ever happened." You begged, your hand going towards his, but he yanked his away from yours. Without another word, he turned away from you and left the room. You were all alone. Why was he all possessive all of a sudden?

-

The next few days were awkward between you and Draco, you both had small, short conversations.

You were up late one night, in the main living room, sipping on a glass of red wine, reading a book you snagged from the Manor library. All of a sudden, you heard some noise from down the hall. You poked your head out in the hall, and saw the door knob on you and Draco's door wiggle. It opened and you hid behind the corner of the wall. Out came a familiar face, Astoria Greengrass. You gasped. Her hair was a mess, she had visible hickeys on her neck, giggling.

"See you again?" She giggled, annoyingly you might add. "Of course, send me an owl, won't you?" Draco's voice mumbled, although you couldn't see him.

You felt your ears go hot. Astoria continued down the hall, not even bother fixing her appearance. You hid behind the corner of the wall so she couldn't see you.

After she left, and you heard the manor doors close and lock again, you made your way to your bedroom you shared with Draco.

You opened the door, he was in his boxers, laying on your unmade bed. Not only was it unmade, which was certainly not how you had left it, but it was a mess. To add on, it reeked of sex.

"Hello, Y/N." Draco said, nonchalantly. You ignored his greeting. "So this is what you do now?" You huffed. Draco smiled. It was a twisted one. "Why does it matter, Y/N? You clearly love Nicholas." He stated.

You felt your face go hot. "You asshole!" You exclaimed. Draco got up from the bed and crossed his arms. His blonde hair was a mess, you can tell it was gripped and pulled. The thought made you more angry, you weren't sure why.

"Why am I the asshole when you don't want to be with me?" Draco voiced. You did want to be with him. But you weren't supposed to. This wasn't the life you had planned in the slightest. You were supposed to be with Nicholas. You were supposed to be married to him and start a family with him. Never in your life did you plan for you to be right here, right now, married to Draco Malfoy, and be angry with him for sleeping with another woman.

"We are married!" You shouted. You were so angry, your fists were balled up, your chest heaving. "It doesn't matter! You don't love me." Draco's voice cracked. He seemed hurt, too.

"Who said I didn't want to be with you?" You questioned him. Draco looked at me. "I know you wanted to go off with Nicholas." His eyes shifted off of me. You brought your hands up to your head, tears were flooding your eyes. "I don't know why I am so upset." You sobbed out. Draco just sat there, emotionless.

"You- you don't even care. We aren't meant to be together, you were meant to be with that Greengrass girl." You sniffled. "Cleary." You added, your hand waving up and down his body that was covered with sweat, his collar bones covered with light red lipstick marks.

"I don't like Astoria." Draco mumbled out. "I just, I was bored and knew you were hung up on Nicholas, I didn't know how to feel. I was unsure if you'd ever end up wanting to be with me." Draco explained. You looked at him, you wipe your tears.

"That's ridiculous." You said quietly. Draco looked at you, a look of confusion mixed with anger creeped over his face. You noticed this, and put your hand up. "Let me explain." Draco reluctantly nodded.

"I like you, Draco. I now know Draco, the real Draco." You admitted. "You love flowers, you love to bake, well- maybe you enjoy eating baked goods more." You chuckled softly, Draco as well. "I am just so confused." You said, sitting down in the armchair near you. You rested your head in your hands.

Draco's head tilted in concern. "I wasn't supposed to be here, I thought Nicholas was the love of my life, but now he isn't anymore."

"He's not?"

I looked at Draco. "Of course not. He said he loved me, and I couldn't say it back." I admitted. Draco stepped towards me, not taking his eyes off of me.

"I don't know why, it just didn't feel like it used to. My brain didn't let me." I explained, my head still in my hands. I felt Draco's brush against my arm, I lifted my head and the platinum-blonde boy was looking up at me.

I swallowed thickly. "I like you, Draco. I like you a lot. I didn't think I would." I shook my head. He took my hand, and stood up, pulling me up with him. He sat in the armchair, and pulled me onto his lap.

I didn't care what I walked into 5 minutes ago, I sat in his lap willingly. He didn't say another word, letting me speak.

"I didn't want you to ever think I didn't like you, Draco. I love spending time with you."

"I love spending time with you, too." He softly spoke. "When I saw Nicholas pinning you against the bookshelf; I never felt so angry."

It was now your turn to listen, you took his hand in yours.

"There was something in me that was scared you wanted to go with him, or that he was going to take you. And I'd be alone again. Of course, I wasn't only worried about you being taken away would mean I'd be alone, it was that I wouldn't have you in general."

"I didn't want you to be taken away. I wanted to hex him." Draco recalled.

You took a deep breath and nodded. Your eyes wondering off to the portraits on his walls

Draco caught your attention again. "I am so sorry I slept with her."

You looked back at him. "It's okay."

He looked back up to you, his silver eyes putting you in a trance.

His free hand caressed your face. "I never wanted to hurt you."

"Draco, what are we?"

He shook his head. "Legally? Husband and Wife. Personally? Well, what do you want?" Draco asked.

"Yours." You said almost automatically. You shifted yourself to straddle him. "I would like to be yours."

Draco smiled, he cupped your face in his hands. "Sounds good to me."

-

Nothing happened that night. We cuddled for the first time, in bed. You could smell his cologne, and you snuggled deeper towards him. His arms held you tighter.

You weren't sure was was in the books for you two. "Could I, Y/N, really love Draco Malfoy?" You thought to yourself. You had felt safe in his arms. You knew that for sure.

Draco started to stir. It was the morning, the sun shining through. "Good morning" Draco mumbled, his voice was raspy.

It was just a little hot.

"Morning." You replied, turning towards him.

Draco deeply inhaled, his hand ran through your hair.

"I'm still very sorry."

"Draco, it's okay." You insisted, smiling up at him.

"Breakfast then?" He suggested, after five minutes of silence. You nodded.

You and Draco got dressed together, which was also for the first time. You had fallen asleep in your jeans after last night, you pulled your pants down, Draco tried not to look, trying to focus on throwing some sweatpants and a plain t-shirt on. You rumbled through your designated drawer in your dresser, and slipped on sweats of your own, combined with a matching top.

"Shall we go, then?" Draco said, holding out his hand. You took it, nodding.

Breakfast was already ready and laid out for you two, Narcissa was finishing up her plate. "Well, good morning love birds, made s bit of a ruckus, didn't you?" Narcissa asked, turning towards you both. Your breath hitched.

Draco changed the subject quickly. "What's for breakfast?"

Narcissa motioned towards the kitchen. "French toast, my dear, have a seat, both of you." Draco took a seat before I did, he patted the cushion next to his chair. I had a seat as well.

"Remmy! Plumb!" Narcissa called out. Two house elves appeared. "Get them both a plate, will you?" She demanded. "Yes madam Malfoy, on it." Remmy squeaked out, while Plumb nodded. They disappeared. "Well, I must go, children. I have a meeting to attend to." Draco's head tilted at his mother. "Meeting? For what?"

"No time to explain dear, got to go!" Narcissa quickly replied, and then apparated.

"Do you think she felt the awkward tension?" You asked, staring at the table. Draco looked at you, and you could tell he felt guilty.

"It's not your fault she doesn't know." You said, waving him off. He nodded, still with guilt.

The house elves arrived with a plate full of breakfast. French toast, eggs, and bacon.

"Imagine how it would be if we actually did, though." You shrugged.

Draco Malfoy almost choked on his French toast.

[evesaintyves]

so in the allegedly non-homophobic spirit of this cursed genre of post (which, props to this one for at least saying the quiet part loud: that these criticisms are exclusively directed toward queer pairings), and inspired by a prompt of sorts from fandom gem @saintsenara -

i wrote some platonic jily and i completely agree, they're better as friends.

never mind the prosecco, here's the potter-malfoy-potter-blacks

Rated M | Jily, Narlily, Jegulus, Drarry | AU - everyone lives and it's like 2010 | tw choking, pussy juice, eggs

Three things occurred to Lily, leaning back on the island of cool italian marble in the fuck-off big kitchen of this ridiculous house: one, that she had no idea where all this was coming from, as James had never given a single fuck in his life about womens' Quidditch; two, that even three decades after they'd split up he was still obviously desperate for her to think he was cool; and three, that he was burning Regulus's eggs.

"So what the Harpies have done," he patiently explained as if she was listening, "is create a turn-based system for rotating positions—so every player has experience with beating, seeking, and so on—that way everyone's aware of the weak points—" he seemed to catch on that she wasn't making eye-contact, and tossed his mop of silvering hair. "The Weasley girl was on the Wireless about it this morning. Really inspiring."

He turned back to the crispy eggs and stirred them vigourously. They made a sort of crackling noise.

"I guess I'm just not sure why you're telling me," Lily said, taking the moment to finally do what she'd come to the kitchen for: grabbing a fresh bottle of prosecco from the fridge.

"Well, it's incredible what these girls are coming up with. 'The future is female,' I saw that on someone's shirt the other day."

He glanced eagerly at her over his shoulder.

"Cool," she said.

"Never mind the prosecco," Narcissa drawled, sweeping into the kitchen in her marabou-feather gown. "Draco's popped a button on his robes, so he'll be calling any moment."

"Do you mend buttons?" James asked with genuine interest.

Narcissa made an appalled face and gathered the lapels of her robe together.

"Have you not finished?" Regulus said sourly, coming down the stairs. Looking directly at Lily, he added, "This kitchen has smelled like a crematorium ever since you let Boopsy go."

Lily - still on the defensive after all these years! - crossed her arms and replied, "I didn't 'let her go,' she was legally emancipated and got a job at Pret a Manger."

Regulus waved a hand in the air, making the slight haze of egg-smoke swirl prettily in the light. "It's political correctness gone mad," he muttered.

Inexplicably, James got one of his big simpy grins, beckoned Regulus over, and smacked a kiss on his pale brow.

Draco apparated into their midst with a pop and instantly recoiled at the sight of them.

"Potters," he spat, by way of greeting. "Er—" he nodded to Regulus, whose name he could never seem to remember. Narcissa glided over and took his face in her hands.

"Oh, darling, come here, I've been waiting all morning to see you."

Lily, concerned she might not be effectively controlling her facial expression, turned to slot the prosecco bottle back into the fridge. Narcissa had actually spent most of the morning sprawled on her back with her thighs squishing the sides of Lily's face.

Draco squirmed slightly under his mother's hands. "It's all the buttons under the third one," he said gruffly, thrusting an armful of jacquard robes at Narcissa.

"Sweet boy," Narcissa cooed, "I'll send it out to the tailor immediately. How ever did you manage to break them?"

With another pop, Harry apparated into the room.

"Hi Mum," he said. "Dad. Hi Cissa and Reg."

James disentangled his arms from Regulus's and clapped Harry on the back. "Wha gwan, son?" he roared happily, and even with his back turned Lily could see Harry's shoulders cringe.

"I told you—" Draco began through his teeth.

"You were taking forever," Harry shrugged.

"I'm glad you're here," James said, very serious furrows appearing in his brow. "I was just listening to that bird you used to go out with on the wireless—"

"Oh!" Narcissa exclaimed, still petting Draco's face. "Darling, will you show everyone the trick you taught me last week?" To the room: "You'll all want to see this, it's marvellous. Draco's enchanted a mirror to do something incredible."

Draco sighed defeatedly. To Harry, he said, "Let me see your phone."

Harry pulled a slim black piece of glass out of his pocket, and, with a sideways glance at Lily, tapped and swiped at it with his fingers a few times before handing it to Draco.

"This mirror," Narcissa was saying, "quite remarkable, really—all you do is push a button on it, and a horrible little muggle comes to your door and brings you a prawn fettucine. Draco, please—" she scrabbled at the glass in his hand. "—will you push the fettucine button for mummy?"

"It's called Seamless, Mother," Draco mumbled, and just as he did Narcissa pulled a face and slid her finger round the collar of her son's shirt.

"Draco," she said, with a kind of horror rising in her voice, "What's happened to your neck? Is it dirt—?"

A flush instantly came to Draco's face and Harry twisted round from his one-sided conversation with James to give Draco a rather pointed look.

"Mother, stop, it's nothing," he said, pulling away. And on Harry's face was a look Lily had seen on James a thousand times, back in their day: like he was trying, but not particularly hard, not to look smug.

James's eyes shifted between Harry and Draco and he seemed, bless him, to finally clock what was going on. He pulled Harry by the shoulder to the other side of the kitchen and began to speak to him in hushed tones.

"You want to put all the pressure on the sides, not the front," he was saying.

Regulus went and scraped his ruined eggs into the bin, obviously eavesdropping, then put the pan back on the stove without shutting off the flame. The tang of hot metal began to compete with the crematorium smell and Lily wondered if anyone would notice if she got the prosecco back out and necked it.

"Regulus," she sighed. "Anything new with you?"

Regulus looked startled to be spoken to.

"Not really," he said, eyes shifting round the room. "I don't actually have all that much going on, canonically."

"Can—what?"

"Do you know how to make eggs?" he said hopefully.

"I think I've a salve for that," Narcissa was telling Draco, leading him by the hand into the suite she shared with Lily. "Well, it's more of an eye cream, but it's done absolute wonders for me—"

"You can do real damage to the trachea that way," James was explaining to Harry, demonstrating with a cupped hand to his neck.

"I work in Magical Law Enforcement," Harry deadpanned. "I think I know how to fucking choke someone."

Regulus emitted the strangely high-pitched giggle Lily was always hearing from inside the cup-strewn, bleach-smelling lair he shared with James.

"Why does it smell like—" Draco stopped in Lily and Narcissa's doorway. With narrowed eyes, he hissed to his mother, "I thought you were all in some sort of... like, queerplatonic... situation...?"

James's brow got those furrows again.

"What's queerplatonic?" he whispered to Lily.

"It means nobody fucks," she whispered back.

James squared his shoulders and took a step forward as if he might try to fight Draco.

---

"We raised a good kid," James would tell Lily later, after they'd put out the fire on the stove, slightly misty-eyed with nostalgia and the acrid smoke. "All of us," he'd add, with a nod toward Lily and Narcissa's side of the house, which was now perfumed rather pleasantly with a melange of prosecco, wet pussy and prawn fettucine.

"Yeah," Lily would say wistfully. "Shit taste in men, though."

"Well, it runs in the family." James would ruffle his hair, the way he tended to. After a pause, he'd venture: "And I daresay you and I had a pretty good run, didn't we?"

Lily would tip the bottle up and drain the last of the prosecco at that. James would hold out his hand, and she'd pass him the empty bottle. He'd try to take a drink, then bin it with a disgruntled look.

"It was all right," she'd say.

[unravellingsilencehq]

“Oh, Merlin, tell me, does THE LOYALIST get what she deserves?” She is in THE DEATH EATERS & CLOSED to finding out.“

name → bellatrix black pronouns → she/her identification → cis-female year of birth → september 1950 - september 1951 face claim → crystal reed blood status → pure-blood sexual orientation → up to applicant occupation → socialite amongst high society in wizarding london future information → wife of rodolphus lestrange

— she is best described as ;

A DEADLY WEAPON, SHARP as a KNIFE’S EDGE & as COOL as the STEEL. She is as VIOLENT as TSUNAMI but appears CONTROLLED like CALM WATERS. She is POISED for DANGER, ready for ATTACK, prepared to SHED her SKIN to MORPH into something NEW to add another CARD to her evergrowing HAND. 

— her story starts with ;

tw: death

A tenacious young woman, Bellatrix possesses the ferocity of her father of CYGNUS BLACK [father] and the charm and bone structure of her mother DRUELLA BLACK [mother]. Raised with strict beliefs regarding blood purity, Bellatrix grew up believing her family were the elite in the wizarding world and strived to make them proud. Whilst NARCISSA BLACK [sibling] longed to find a handsome pure-blood prince like Druella and ANDROMEDA BLACK [sibling] wanted to be just like Cygnus and lock away the bad guys, she was different. The idea that a muggle-born could sit as the Minister of Magic was shocking to her, although a career in the Ministry sounded appealing, the idea of working alongside blood traitors made her blood curdle. Bellatrix enjoyed the attention that embracing their family rhetoric brought her, including from her very busy father. Cygnus was often at work, meaning gaining his ear was difficult. At dinner, Bellatrix would proudly announce what she had learned and her thoughts and ideas about the world, much to her mother’s embarrassment. Druella longed to have three well behaved daughters to make respectable marriages. 

Her father encouraged them all to have their own minds beyond that, although even Bellatrix could tell that sometimes her overly aggressive need to give her opinion made even her father grimace, secretly scared she might blurt something out at a work party. Although she believed it with all her heart she was careful to choose private moments to make her opinions known, knowing to some they weren’t popular. Once at Hogwarts, Bellatrix tried to find those who would mirror her thoughts, though her tact as a young child was far from perfect. She established herself as the strongest character in her school, packing a punch with her wand and ensuring that mudblood and muggle-borns knew not to darken in her presence. CASTOR WILKES, [best friend], NATALIA SIMINOVA [close friend], RODOLPHUS LESTRANGE [friend] and ARISTAEUS GREENGRASS [friend] became her closest friends. Good pure-blood Slytherins who shared her thoughts and feelings. Other people like DOLORES UMBRIDGE [rival], were desperate to join the fun, but Bellatrix hadn’t decided how she felt about half-bloods, though she did know her feelings on the pathetic, so Dolores became an occasional target for good old fashioned schoolyard bullying, despite her thoughts on purity. 

Bellatrix really came into her own, however, in her later years of Hogwarts, when she had younger pupils to follow her around and aid in her schemes. Her cousin EVAN ROSIER [cousin] joining really changed the game at Hogwarts, as did LUCIUS MALFOY [friend], DECIUS FLINT [friend] and ALFHILD ROWLE [close friend]. It was all school games until her final year, when her entire outlook changed. At her parents’ Yule Eve party she was sent to collect a bottle of her father’s best firewhiskey from his study, where she was approached by an older wizard she had not met before. He asked about her life at home, her friends at school and replied that she was destined for more than the schoolgirl antics. Later that evening her father would tell her she had a very special task, to return to school and seek out those like her, who could be persuaded to be more open in the right settings to speak on their way of thinking. Bellatrix knew that Evan, Castor and Alfhild were certainly just like her, as was Lucius; though she needed more time to be certain. She began telling a small circle about THE DARK LORD [leader/object of affection] and his rhetoric, which they were all too eager to learn more about. 

About to leave school, she knew the key to success was to get into the minds of those younger. THORFINN ROWLE [friend] was quickly recruited and later RABASTAN LESTRANGE [close friend]. Only the very best could be entrusted at this stage, the numbers would come with trust. After leaving school, Bellatrix noticed her father began to intrust her with more responsibility, allowing her to know his personal thoughts and feelings, knowing now she could be discreet. With his blessing they decided it was best for Bellatrix not be brought out into society just yet. Her reputation as a bully at school had meant people had begun to look at her, which wasn’t helpful given their aims. Instead she stayed at home, studying families and identifying persons of interest, then passing owls to those still at school to carry out their aims. The Dark Lord visited often and then after a while, he began requesting Bellatrix come to him. Living in his residence where she could be at his beck and call, just where she liked it. The Dark Lord trusted her to build her own team to surround him. Evan became her right hand, with Rabastan becoming more and more valuable to her the older he became. 

When the murders began happening of course she and her team were behind them, though no one would know. She’d been ‘travelling’, learning and growing. Bully Bellatrix was in the past, replaced by a polite yet stern society girl, though she still publicly ignored her blood traitor cousin SIRIUS BLACK [cousin/adversary]. The aim was to work in plain sight and recruit as many as possible. Some people didn’t listen to reason and measures had to be taken. Recruiting her younger cousin REGULUS BLACK [cousin] helped in this area as he worked for Wizengamot with Andromeda and Rodolphus, which meant burying evidence was easier. Recruitment was going well, which meant it was time to enact phase two of his plan, creating chaos within the Ministry. The plan was triggered early when her usually trustworthy protege Rabastan murdered the Minister’s son BOOKER BAGNOLD [person of interest] in cold blood on Halloween, but in hindsight it had been a blessing in disguise. The plan was clear. Make people believe there was a series of creature attacks, let the Ministry turn on them, recruit the people turning on the Ministry, recruit the creatures who feel put out. 

SILAS CRUMP [victim] was a tragedy. Sent to Azkaban for Booker’s murder, when he could have simply joined the cause and leant his expertise and leadership to them, though they were fortunate enough to have come away with his daughter CORIN HALE [person of interest] to aid in recruitment. Bellatrix found that although she was able to carry out The Dark Lord’s plans, other people were constantly making stupid choices that impeded his mission. AMELIA BONES [victim] had to die because she’d come to suspect the truth about Booker. Summer Solstice 1983, she watched with poisoned smirk as a voice echoed that The Order's HQ had fallen and a prophecy they so needed was in hand. Fighting ensured, MARLENE MCKINNON [person of interest] crucioed ROSALINE DAVIS [person of interest] under the imperious and Bellatrix made off with the leg of ALASTOR MOODY [adversary]. Chaos was ensuing, but more was to come. Almost three years on from Amelia’s death, the Ministry needed to seem more unstable than ever. With her trusted follower CRISTIANO PARKINSON [close friend/potential love interest] handling The Dark Lord’s mission for locating special artefacts, Bellatrix can focus on the more important things. Starting 1986 off with a bang. 

— she is a LEVEL 9 WITCH & readied for war ;

[slitheringghost]

Lily Evans Fic Rec List

Part One: Blood Magic

These fics incorporate a Lily who did intentional magic to defeat Voldemort rather than the "it was Love" explanation. If anyone has more recs along this line, please please leave it replies/reblogs, I'm always looking for more!

the stranger in the shell of a lover by @slashmarks (Snape/Lily, 11.3k, T)

Rec: Slashmarks writes my favorite Lily of all time, and this is the literal best concept - Lily as DADA teacher who breaks Voldemort's Defense curse, with a hilarious and compelling Snape/Lily teacher romance.

This was very like Sev. He was good and he was bad; she loved him and hated him and it was simply a coin toss which would come out on top at any given occasion. He was her first best friend and the closest she had ever had, the boy she had snuck out at night to meet and whisper about her fights with Tuney and who had in turn muttered recalcitrant confessions about his parents' fights. They had made up spells together, learned about illegal magic and acquired the first gasps of the skills they would use in the war: Sev to kill and Lily to save. He was the only person she had ever let read pieces of her diary. He had spent years helping torment her muggleborn friends until finally she had refused to let him make her an exception, and then she had been included, too.

The Art Of Dying by The_wig_is_a_metaphor (James/Lily, 11.4k, M)

Rec: I love the magical worldbuilding details in here, Lily’s dynamic with Dorcas, and conflict with James over Dark magic.

“Lily—it's not a waste of time—the power of names—” “Is a superstition, like everything else—like your fear of me, and of what I'm doing—oh yes, you think I haven't noticed?” Lily sneers, and it's a strange, ugly expression that makes her face look wrong and unfamiliar. “You think I haven't noticed how you avoid me? How you can't stand to touch me, or my son? How you hate me for what I made you watch—what I made you do? So reluctant to contribute even a moment of pain for the safety of my son—” 'My son', again. Not 'our son'.

where dust was once a man by slashmarks (Lily/Narcissa, 3.3k, T)

Rec: A Lily Comes Back Wrong/is semi-resurrected fic - the writing is stunning and it utilizes the parallels between Lily and Narcissa, and Lily and Voldemort, so well. Plus there's a great Narcissa and Bellatrix dynamic.

"Poor Narcissa Black," said Lily Evans, mocking, from her bedroom inside Malfoy Manor. She spoke to Narcissa by the name Narcissa still called herself in her head, the unmarried youngest Black sister forever in her mind. "You have what you wanted, don't you? Your pureblood husband, your ancestral manor, your pureblood son. You have your sister back, the only sister you deign to acknowledge, and you have your service to a Dark Lord, but it isn't what you thought it would be, is it? He's going to take your son, the same way he tried to take mine... But you won't do what I did. You can't do what I did, but I don't think you'd want to anyway."

we’re already in the aftermath by slashmarks (Sirius/Lily/Remus, 15.8k, T)

Rec: Master of Death Lily grappling with her and Harry surviving post 1981 and magical Britain's reaction to her post defeating Voldemort, with a dark and fascinating spin on James/Lily.

Lily had been dead for months in a very literal sense. She had planned for this, of course; planned and calculated and bargained for Death to take her place and leave her waiting, asleep more than gone. She hadn't known what it would feel like: the waking, the return to life, the horrifying, nauseating fear and the relief and the guilt. Harry was alive. Harry was fine. James was not, and it was her fault. She had planned for James's death and accepted it as a part of the price of her bargain with Death. If James had been willing to go along with what she was doing, to hear about it and help and participate, she might have saved him. She might have tried to persuade him anyway, but of course she had seen his horrified objection to even so much as she had to do for Dumbledore to break Voldemort's curses and had known better.

defector of a kind by slashmarks (Sirius/Lily, Lily & Marlene, Orion & Sirius, 7.8k, T)

Rec: A fic about Lily getting involved in the political situation during the First War, with really fascinating Orion characterization.

Voldemort was supposed to have mastered death, and bragged about it constantly. Lily was going to beat him at his own game – but first she had to understand it. - Sirius sighed. "Did you really write to my cousin and tell her she and the – and Voldemort screwed up a curse analysis?" "Yeah, I really did. Fifth year." "Jeezus," Sirius said, imitating Mary – not Lily. She had known she needed to blend by the time she started first year, from Sev. It was a strange kind of caution that had governed her cursing and her clothes, even the length she let her mother cut her hair as a child, but hadn't told her not to write letters correcting the leaders of a fascist revolution in their intellectual endeavors.

Lily Potter & the Lightning Bolt Scar by rosestone (Sirius & Lily, Harry & Lily, 15.5k, T)

Rec: Lily is resurrected by the Golden Trio; absolutely fantastic Lily characterization. Rosestone also wrote the fic Cure centered on an OC which incorporates Lily deflecting the Killing Curse intentionally.

"You're probably thinking about that time I booby-trapped that old Order safehouse before the Death Eaters got there." Sirius scoffed as he shoved a pile of blankets away.  "You booby-trapped it while they were blasting the wards down!  You almost killed yourself doing whatever that ritual was you made up on the bloody fly - and wasn't that a nice thing to discover while I was trying to drag you out, that you were playing with magic the Ministry outlawed for a damn good reason like it was Baby's First Potion-Making Kit -" - Magic surged around Lily, dangerous and wild and full of possibility, and she laughed.  Maybe this would go wrong.  Maybe she'd drag her own soul out alongside the horcrux.  But right now - right now, with magic curled around her like a lover's caress, she wasn't sure she believed anything could go wrong ever again. Voldemort wouldn't know what hit him.

The Recruitment by silenceinwinter2019 (James/Lily, 8.4k, T)

Rec: This explores Voldemort recruiting Lily to the Death Eaters. I adore the interactions between Voldemort and Lily, and Bellatrix and Lily, in this.

She barked out a laugh. “Am I supposed to kiss your feet with teary thanks now? Singing thank you, my lord for letting me live over my son’s corpse? Geez, what kind of fucked up family did you have?” Those red eyes were unreadable, but his magic closed in on her, and it smoldered, turning oppressive. “If your mind is made to die with your spawn, I will not waste my time convincing you otherwise,” he said. “Let your foolish Gryffindor honor serve you right then.”

Part Two

Groundhog day by @artemisia-black (James/Lily, Harry & Lily, Harry & James, 900 words, G)

Rec: A beautiful snapshot of the Potter family with such vivid descriptions.

And as a squeal of Harry's laughter washed over her, her heart beat a rhythm of contradiction—each beat a testament to the love that overflowed for the small, fragile life they had created. Yet, each beat pulsed with an undercurrent of fear so palpable it threatened to consume her. The love she held for Harry was a fierce, enveloping entity; it cocooned him in an embrace so tight that the thought of anything piercing that cocoon sent tremors through her. 

but tonight your hand is steady by @broomsticks/leftsidedown (James/Lily, 1.8k, T)

Rec: "Five times Lily walked away and one time she stayed" - a wonderful character study.

That first night she thought she’d be able to appreciate forever how this new world sparkled—its floating candles and starry-sky ceilings and the talking paintings and walking suits of armour—but a week was all she got. She’d been so focused on getting to her next class—left around the marble bust of Warwick the Whatever, up two flights of stairs—or was it just one? What day of the week was this again?—that she registered the hard shove against her shoulder only when she hit the ground, quills snapping and inkpots shattering.

Stay Close by @turanga4 (Lily & Harry, 389 words, T)

Rec: A evocative and heartbreaking mini fic about The Forest Again.

Her beautiful boy, resting in her arms in the place where she belonged. Her brave, gentle son, laying murdered on this ground. It wouldn’t hurt. It wouldn’t hurt. But the idea of it pierced her more keenly than even her own death had, more even than meeting his starved eyes through the Mirror. Time must have meant something. Pain must have been possible. She remembered that she had wept as she beamed at him, and he’d seemed to do the same. Seeing, now, her child grown up and standing in the Forest, she found herself longing for a thing that she recoiled from, and felt herself caught between the sadness and the joy.

three knocks upon the door by @lunapwrites (Lily/Tonks, Sirius & Lily & Remus, 6.9k, E)

Rec: A Lily/Tonks casefic that sold me on the ship, and I especially love Lily's dynamic with Sirius and Remus in this. These characters are all feral and wild and in love with each other.

No, it was rather more the fact that Lily Potter had emerged from thin air behind her with the unconscious body of the real Ministry official Tonks was impersonating and dropped him at Lupin’s feet like a fresh kill. It was the fact that at a nod from her, Black and Lupin both fell upon him like a pair of starving dogs.

wrest up by the root by leftsidedown (Lily/Astoria, 200 words, M)

Rec: The rarepair I never knew I needed, and such an effective fic in so few words. These lines absolutely haunted me:

Shouts in the distance, but she heard only a whisper: “The only perfect mother is a dead one.”

flowers kiss and miss by leftsidedown (Lily/Narcissa, 1.4k, T)

Rec: Stunning writing and characterization through several mini fics weaved together.

That redhead Gryffindor who hangs with that Snape boy — Evans — has some awfully odd ideas. She thinks mermaids are red-haired. She thinks they sing. She thinks they’re beautiful.

some such trouble cling like vines by slashmarks (Snape & Lily, Lily & Harry, Lily & Mary, 3.4k, T)

Rec: An HBP canon divergent fic where Harry finds a box of Lily's letter in Snape's office right after Snape kills Dumbledore. The Lily voice in her letters is so wonderful and accurate to canon.

I've had about a million ideas for that potion we were working on. They're attached but promise me you won't try them until I'm back at school! First of all I'd never forgive you if I didn't get to see how they work out, but second you know it's not safe to experiment alone. Especially with a potion you'll be trying on yourself. Really, promise me - I enchanted the letter so once you get this far you have to promise me out loud or it'll all go blank, including my notes...

Defying Divination by shaggydogstail (Lily/Alice, Lily/Narcissa, Lily/Rosmerta, Lily & Sirius, Lily & Severus, T, 32k)

Rec: A lovely weaving in of tarot in this, and includes some of my favorite Lily femslash and Lily and Sirius friendship. Shaggydogstail writes an excellent Lily in general, reccing all their fics with her!

Professor Dammerall was a nice enough man, made bearable by the fact that he didn’t seem to take his own lessons too seriously, but Lily still found it difficult to concentrate on the meanings of shapes in tea dregs or crystal balls. There seemed to be an extraordinary number of rules, all of them fuzzy and indefinite, and she never could quite absorb them all. Underneath it all, Lily resisted the idea of Divination, of a future mapped out and governed by the fates. She never had much liked being told what to do.

a meeting of the minds by slashmarks (Sirius/Lily, 3.6k, E)

Rec: I've recced this a billion times but it remains a fave.

"Merlin, you're gorgeous," Sirius said, once he had her bra off (with minimal fumbling, but then he had dated the muggleborn Valerie Webster last year before her whole family was killed, so this was no large surprise). "Sweet of you," Lily said cynically but she also took his hands and put them, lightly, on her chest, so it had worked well for him. "You can touch, you know," she said, and was unable to keep it from coming out shyly. "Thank you," Sirius said, sincerely - she could really see why half of the school was in love with him, damn it -

[sitp-recs]

that little forced marriage drabble from tacky has me thirtsty, do you have any recs for forced dating / forced marriage? 🩵

Right?? I am salivating over that wip, come answer for your crimes @tackytigerfic! I do, in fact, have a few recs for that trope (not enough! would love to find more because That Old Black Magic made me feral for it). I hope you enjoy these, please note that not all of them are enemies to lovers:

Take the Moon by @tackytigerfic (E, 15k)

Harry Potter has always wanted a family of his own, and when a deadly blood curse forces him into a marriage bond with his best friend Draco Malfoy, it looks like he might just have found one. It's just a shame they’d always planned to break up after a year…

The Marriage Contract series by @fluxweeed (E, 15k)

In what universe is it fair that marrying Draco Malfoy is the only way for Harry to get his magic back?

The Matchmaker's Spell by @kbrick (E, 21k)

Thanks to a spell cast over all of wizarding Britain, Draco is forced to marry Harry Potter, who still hates him. But Draco refuses to live a cold, sexless existence, choosing to fill the emptiness in his life and his bed with a parade of lovers. And while Harry may not be able to stand Draco, he despises seeing him with anyone else.

The Only Magic Left Between Us by @lqtraintracks (E, 24k)

Harry goes to the market and ends up having to save Draco Malfoy’s life with sex. He saves Draco’s life with sex and ends up with a husband. The last thing he expects in all of it is to fall in love.

You'll Still Find Stone by flightinflame (M, 42k)

Draco had to marry Potter to stay out of Azkaban. Narcissa told him he’d be safer there. But he doesn’t know what Potter expects from him - this marriage is nothing like he had been prepared for. Potter’s acting kindly, and he knows it’s all a trick. He’s just about coping, but trying to keep Potter happy becomes more important than ever when he realises he’s carrying the man’s child.

what husbands are for by @softlystarstruck (E, 52k)

To settle tensions between werewolves and vampires, Harry volunteers for a political marriage. But it turns out he's marrying Malfoy– cold, untouchable Malfoy, who he hasn't seen in ten years. Throughout contention and politics, werewolf pub nights and grudgingly shared meals, they have to make it work.

That Old Black Magic by @bixgirl1 (E, 77k)

Centuries ago, marriage contracts were the norm — ready-made alliances between families, expected and complied with, without complaint. But norms have a way of changing, and when a long-dormant contract flares to life, Harry has to navigate an unexpected splintering of the path he'd thought would be easy after the war... with Draco Malfoy.

Merlin Works in Mysterious Ways by lordhellebore (M, 82k)

When Harry is forced to form a Blood Bond with Draco Malfoy under threat of death, he thinks his future will consist of a cold home and sexual frustration. But when a group of left-over Death Eaters decides to stir trouble, their lives change completely – and it takes them both some years to figure out whether it’s for better or for worse.

Grounds for Divorce by Tepre (E, 122k)

Malfoy finds a coin. Harry finds a letter. A story about histories, a story about families. A story about a lemon tree somewhere in Upper Egypt.

The Marriage of True Minds by Lomonaaeren (E, 204k)

Lucius curses Harry and Draco into a forced marriage. They're only required to live together, not be together, and so they try to date other people. But over time, things change.

[dthroned-sameurl]

like this if you are interested in discussing the possibility of a connection with my baby NARCISSA BLACK !! I will make these prettier later on x

[hpsaffics]

We have 40 wonderful double drabbles gifted as part of the exchange!! All works are 200 words exactly. More treats coming soon!

Read all drabbles on AO3

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1. Girls' Night Out by Amazuppai for beeprescott [Hermione/Tonks, T]

Tonks helps Hermione with her makeup in preparation for a night of post-divorce clubbing.

2. With you, awake in slumber by @apricitydays-lazynights for Elvira_Kamgut [Narcissa/Mrs Zabini, M]

Living a picture perfect life, Narcissa only truly awakens in her dreams

3. in bloom by beeprescott for @herochicklyrrie007 [Luna/Pansy, G]

a sliver of a fairytale AU featuring Pansy and Luna

4. the best laid plans by @nanneramma for @sortofshea [Pansy/Ginny, G]

Ginny and Pansy plot, scheme, and fall in love along the way.

5. A Rap on the Knuckles by @cntrl15 for @lumosatnight [Pomona/Dolores, M]

Dolores can be a terrible bully to the Hufflepuff girls. Professor Sprout believes in traditional punishment. Or, The Many Uses of Skele-Gro.

6. lifeline by @unwoundcorridors for @storyof-eden [Hermione/Narcissa, T]

Narcissa finds her at her worst.

7. Acceptance by @daydreamingfoxglove for dykevader [Hermione/Pansy, E]

After two years of radio silence since Pansy came out as trans, her mother invites her, and long time girlfriend, Hermione, to tea.

8. The Tangles by dykevader for @megowaffle [Luna/Pansy, G]

Luna's been working non-stop, and Pansy is sick of it.

9. The Pianist!? by el_i for @snarkygranger1-blog [Bellatrix/Narcissa, M]

Bellatrix and Narcissa Black, fresh faced and in their early 20s, go to a concert where a wixen band is headlining. The synth player? None other than Lucius Malfoy.

10. Found Somewhere in Time by Elvira_Kamgut for sky_watcher_rose [Minerva/Rowena, G]

Time travelling lesbians

11. the escape of a soulmate by @fantasyborn for Marenke [Astoria/Daphne, T]

“We’ll run away together. Then no one has to marry a stinky boy.”

12. Love Is a Dress That You Made by @hawksquill for @sliebman10 [Fleur/Tonks, M]

Fleur and Tonks share a tender moment after a night out.

13. Her New Favorite Subject by @hermioneclone for @ultramarineorchid [Augusta/Minerva, G]

Or, the real reason Augusta wanted Neville to stick with Transfiguration over Charms.

14. Knew Each Other Perfectly by @herochicklyrrie007 for @picklesonjupiter [Narcissa/Flora, G]

Narcissa and Flora go shopping for engagement rings

15. The Fertility Ritual by @iseliljathedreamer for @schmem14 [Narcissa/Molly, E]

They have tried, and tried, and tried, but Lucius is yet to bless Narcissa with a child. Desperate, she seeks help to perform the strongest of dark fertility rituals, never considering who might be performing it.

16. come to dinner by lady_in_black_ao3 for @daydreamingfoxglove [Hermione/Luna/Ginny, G]

Ginny ran into Hermione and got a chance to ask her, one more time.

17. Perfection by @fiestylilmetalbendingqueen for @nanneramma [Bellatrix/Morgana, Walburga/Morgana, M]

Morgana has been searching for the right vessel for some time now.

18. A Welcome Distraction by @lilacsintherain for @iseliljathedreamer [Minerva/Poppy, T]

The hospital wing keeps Poppy Polfrey busy. She allows only one person to be a distraction.

19. Friday. Again. by @lumosatnight for Amazuppai [Hermione/Padma, G]

Of all the people to be stuck in a time loop with, it had to be Hermione Granger.

20. catch your breath by Marenke for DrPansyParkinson [Astoria/Pansy, M]

Astoria’s golden hair fanned in the water as she floated idly in the pool.

21. Just Another Late Night Pool Party by @meggowaffle for @sugareey-makes-stuff [Hermione/Pansy, T]

The party is over, but Hermione and Pansy won't be leaving for a while.

22. Pick Me Up by @mugsdontlie for the_prettiest_w0lf_star [Narcissa/Lily, G]

"pick me up after work pls?"

23. I'd like that by multiimoments for @apricitydays-lazynights [Pansy/Ginny, G]

Pansy runs into her crush while holidaying in Italy. Panic and cuteness ensue.

24. in the red by @nanneramma for Silkbuggy [Alice/Narcissa, T]

Alice wants her. She wants her so much.

25. Melt by nocturn for @lilacsintherain [Daphne/Ginny, T]

She knew Ginny would be here. She’s always here when Daphne is.

26. My Dahlia Bathed in Possession by @caitiewantstobeavadakedavrad for @cntrl15 [Fleur/Bellatrix, M]

Bellatrix pays a visit to her pet.

27. F*ck the World by @schmem14 for @nihilisticnomad [Fleur/Hermione, T]

Their Ministry-mandated marriage should feel like a slap in the face, but Fleur and Hermione are determined to make the best of it.

28. Back-Up Plans by shewritesmaybe for lady_in_black_ao3 [Hermione/Astoria, G]

It's the day of Draco and Astoria's wedding, but he loves Harry and she loves Hermione. Who else can fix it but the Golden Girl?

29. Bright by Silkbuggy for @caitiewantstobeavadakedavrad [Bellatrix/Lily, M]

Bellatrix found a new pet.

30. Soft like a Secret by @apricitydays-lazynights for shewritesmaybe [Hermione/Pansy, M]

What comes after is Hermione's favorite part.

31. Adventurous by sky_watcher_rose for @fiestylilmetalbendingqueen [Druella/Minerva, G]

Minerva knows the woman sitting in the ice cream shop, and she wants to see her again…badly enough that she's willing to risk eating bacon flavour ice cream.

32. Biker Bitches by @sliebman10 for nocturn [Fleur/Tonks, T]

Fleur and Tonks hit the road again after they take care of their latest kill.

33. Devilish Fun by @snarkygranger1-blog for @hermioneclone [Pomona/Eileen/Petunia, E]

Pomona and Eileen accelerated Petunia's love of plants to another level.

34. Rapture by @sortofshea for @mugsdontlie [Padma/Parvati, E]

The twins spend an early summer morning in bed.

35. An Astute Observation by @storyof-eden for @miss-grimwood [Hermione/Bellatrix, Narcissa/Ginny, T]

Bellatrix and Narcissa tease each other for being in relationships with younger women.

36. Sentiment by @sugareey-makes-stuff for @hawksquill [Luna/Ginny, T]

Luna receives a special delivery from Ginny.

37. Through Adversity by @picklesonjupiter for multiimoments [Mary/Marlene, G]

Friends support each other through adversity, with budding romance emerging.

38. Weddings suck until they don't by Starfuckers_Inc (the_prettiest_w0lf_star) for el_i [Bellatrix/Narcissa, E]

Narcissa came back to her hometown for her father's fifth wedding.

39. Inexplicably Resolute by @ultramarineorchid for @unwoundcorridors [Hermione/Narcissa, G]

Narcissa wants nothing more than for Hermione to leave. Hermione never was particularly good at doing what other people want.

40. Piece by @lumosatnight for @fantasyborn [Daphne/Romilda, Cho/Romilda, Romilda/Ginny, M]

Everyone loves Romilda; no one ever questions why.

[hpcestfest]

HP Cest Fest 2024: Reveals Masterlist ☕️

All* creators are now REVEALED! *sans those who have wished to remain Anonymous

A huge THANK YOU to all of our HPCF24 creators! With 61 works in the Collection this year, we are so thankful for all of the enthusiasm from creators and consumers alike!

2024 Masterlist Stats 📊

🖤 Blackcest (18)

🩶 Gauntcest (4)

💚 Malfoycest (11)

❤️ Pottercest (8)

🧡 Weasleycest (6)

💙 Othercest (8)

💛 Psuedocest (5+)

💜 Selfcest (1)

2024 Revealed Masterlist ⤵️

Blackcest

📖 Back to Black | E | 6300 by @xveiro 🖤 Orion Black/Regulus Black/Sirius Black

📖 before it gets better, the darkness gets bigger | E | 2400 by @themoonthesunandthestarsbetween 🖤 Regulus Black/Sirius Black/Orion Black/Walburga Black

📖 Daddy Issues | E | 2500 🔒 by @mundrakan 🖤 Sirius Black/Draco Malfoy

📖 darkly deeply beautifully blue | M | 6300 by @ticigi 🖤 Regulus Black/Sirius Black

📖 Daydream Myopia | E | 4400 by @tenrousei-kuroi 🖤 Orion Black/ BlackRegulus, Regulus Black/Sirius Black

📖 fathers and sons | E | 1000 by dalula 🖤 Orion Black/Regulus Black

📖 Finders Keepers | E | 8900 🔒 by @mundrakan 🖤 Regulus Black/Sirius Black

📖 Haunted breaths | E | 5900 by @galaxostars 🖤 Draco Malfoy/Regulus Black

📖 keep your eyes on the stars (and your feet on the ground) | E | 1100 by @ifwerenotcareful 🖤 Orion Black/Regulus Black, Regulus Black/Sirius Black

📖 look, listen, learn | E | 2000 by dalula 🖤 Sirius Black/Draco Malfoy

📖 Morning Glory | E | 8600 by @faeries-withspirits 🖤 Regulus Black/Sirius Black/Remus Lupin/James Potter

📖 new dog, old tricks | E | 2300 by dalula 🖤 Sirius Black/Draco Malfoy

📖 Perfect Doll | E | 1100 by @piximera-fic 🖤 Narcissa Black/Walburga Black

📖 Princess Treatment | E | 5400 by black_promises 🖤 Cygnus Black III/Narcissa Black Malfoy

📖 Safe Place | E | 2900 by @zadezy 🖤 Regulus Black/Sirius Black

📖 territoriality | M | 1600 by @rotfraud 🖤 Marius Black/Dorea Black Potter

📖 The Open Secret | E | 1900 by @zadezy 🖤 Regulus Black/Sirius Black

📖 well you'll never find it if you're looking for it (rather waste my time with you) | E | 2700 by @themoonthesunandthestarsbetween 🖤 Regulus Black/Sirius Black

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Gauntcest

📖 Inspection Day | E | 2600 by @eleniaelres 🩶 Marvolo Gaunt/Ominis Gaunt/Ominis Gaunt's Father

📖 Lilium Candidum | E | 6800 by @noxxytocin 🩶 Marvolo Gaunt/Ominis Gaunt

📖 On Body and Soul | E | 3800 by @shyinsunlight 🩶 Marvolo Gaunt/Ominis Gaunt

📖 secret sweetness | E | 3000 by Anonymous 🩶 Marvolo Gaunt/Ominis Gaunt/Sebastian Sallow

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Malfoycest

📖 A Beach Day for Draco | E | 1400 by Anonymous 💚 Draco Malfoy/Lucius Malfoy

📖 ain't that like them (gifting life to you again) | E | 5000 by puzzlewood 💚 Draco Malfoy/Narcissa Black Malfoy

📖 Beautiful Little Miracles | E | 2700 by @just-a-whorecrux 💚 Scorpius Malfoy/Lucius Malfoy/Draco Malfoy

📖 Empyrean | E | 1200 by BrokenBoughs 💚 Draco Malfoy/Scorpius Malfoy

📖 gifts in august | E | 2300 by dalula 💚 Abraxas Malfoy/Draco Malfoy

🎨 Helpful Son | E | Digital Art by @raptorhonks 💚 Draco Malfoy/Lucius Malfoy

📖 His Father Will Hear About This | E | 3000 by TheseDarkDelights 💚 Draco Malfoy/Lucius Malfoy

🎨 it was nightmare times | E | Digital Art by Anonymous 💚 Draco Malfoy/Lucius Malfoy

📖 The Perks of Being a Malfoy | E | 3500 by @faeries-withspirits 💚 Scorpius Malfoy/Draco Malfoy/Lucius Malfoy/Abraxas Malfoy

📖 tiny mirrors inside of your skull | E | 2900 by solifuge 💚 Draco Malfoy/Lucius Malfoy

📖 Wizards Without Wands | E | 14,300 by @rachels-memories 💚💛 Albus Severus Potter/Lucius Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy/Abraxas Malfoy

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Pottercest

📖🎨 a fire they can't put out | E | 4600 | Digital Art by @the-invisibility-bloke (fic) & @kis00kis (art) ❤️ Albus Severus Potter/Harry Potter

📖 Like Riding a Bike | E | 4200 by Anonymous ❤️ Harry Potter/James Sirius Potter

📖 Mirror of Desire | E | 1800 by Ancient_And_Noble_House_Of_Gaunt (The_Heir_of_Hufflepuff) ❤️ Harry Potter/Lily Luna Potter

📖 my whole existence is flawed (you get me closer to god) | M | 900 by Anonymous ❤️ Harry Potter/James Potter

📖 Scent Memory | E | 3100 by @daydreamerdisease ❤️ Fleamont Potter/James Potter

📖 Tense and Release | E | 6300 by anonanyway ❤️ Harry Potter/James Sirius Potter

📖 The Final Piece of the Puzzle | E | 9800 by @joe-dwaw ❤️💛 Harry Potter/Scorpius Malfoy/Albus Severus Potter

📖 we are family (i got all my siblings with me) | E | 3500 by @themoonthesunandthestarsbetween ❤️💛 Scorpius Malfoy/Albus Severus Potter, James Sirius Potter/Lily Luna Potter, Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Albus Severus Potter/James Sirius Potter, Scorpius Malfoy/Lily Luna Potter

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Weasleycest

📖 D.B.C.C.H. | E | 6400 by @schmem14 🧡 Ginny Weasley/Charlie Weasley, Ginny Weasley/Other Weasley(s)

📖 Daddy Dearest | E | 2000 by @piximera-fic 🧡 Bill Weasley/Victoire Weasley

📖 Got Milk? | E | 1200 by @piximera-fic 🧡💛 Hermione Granger/Fred Weasley/George Weasley

📖 I'm a rebel just for kicks, now | E | 8400 by @faeries-withspirits 🧡 Arthur Weasley/Charlie Weasley/Ginny Weasley

📖🎨 Right Place, Wrong Time | E | 3400 | Digital Art by TheseDarkDelights 🧡 Hermione Granger/Fred Weasley/George Weasley

📖 Two Wrongs Make A Right | E | 1600 by @piximera-fic 🧡 Ron Weasley/Ginny Weasley/Harry Potter

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Othercest

📖 eye for eye, hand for hand | M | 3700 by @lumosatnight 💙 Astoria Greengrass/Daphne Greengrass

📖 Hers to Love | E | 12,600 by Anonymous 💙 Alice Longbottom/Neville Longbottom

📖 Playdates at Malfoy Manor | E | 9000 by @rachels-memories 💙 Lucius Malfoy/Rose Weasley

📖 Sisterly Life Lessons | E | 2500 by @nightfalltwen 💙 Astoria Greengrass/Daphne Greengrass/Other(s)

📖 The Grotto | E | 2700 by @schmem14 💙 Colin Creevey/Dennis Creevey

📖 The King of Underworld and his Queen | T | 1100 by @evadne01 💙 Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Voldemort

📖 Unmoored | M | 1300 by @ifwerenotcareful 💙 Padma Patil/Parvati Patil

📖 Unnatural Thoughts | E | 700 by @piximera-fic 💙 Dudley Dursley/Harry Potter (fantasy)

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Pseudocest

📖 For it might come true | E | 5000 🔒 by @mundrakan 💛 Harry Potter/Sirius Black

📖 tastes like the real thing | E | 15,900 by @the-invisibility-bloke 💛 Harry Potter/Teddy Lupin

📖 Training of the Disrespectful | NR | 1600 by @piximera-fic 💛 Harry Potter/Vernon Dursley

📖 Trapped by His Uncle | E | 1400 by @piximera-fic 💛 Draco Malfoy/Rodolphus Lestrange

📖 Written in the stars | E | 11,100 by @galaxostars 💛 Sirius Black/James Potter

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Selfcest

📖 again and again | E | 9400 by @swoontodeath 💜 Tom Riddle/Voldemort

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See you next fest!

[dramioneasks]

Novel Length Fics (> 200,000 words) (Part 8)

Title: Unsinkable Author: Gingersoup  Rating: T Genre(s): Romance, Drama, Angst Chapters: 38 Word Count: 250,812 Summary: After a fight gone wrong in the Department of Mysteries, sworn enemies Draco and Hermione are thrown into a mysterious pensive-like portal and come out the other side onto the RMS Titanic. In a race against time and without their wands, the unlikely duo will have to fight against the binds of their new identities as well as their animosity toward each other in order to survive.

Title: Anchor and Rose. Author: sixth_senses Rating: E Genre(s): Romance, Drama, Angst Chapters: 38 Word Count: 200,220 Summary: "Is it really a good idea to run away from war with the person you despise the most?"A hotel, A boathouse, Narcissa Malfoy's safe-house, and the world's most powerful wand left behind by Regulus Black. What else could Hermione add to the list to make her absolutely insane?Ah yes, Draco fucking Malfoy.ALSO AVAILABLE ON MY WATTPAD (sixth_senses)

Title: selfxconclusion Author: spicyxpisces Rating: E Genre(s): Romance, Drama, Angst Chapters: 40 Word Count: 424,687 Summary: One year after the death of her husband, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger is trying to navigate her way through her loss. While trying to discover who she is without her husband, her friends move through their own forms of grief within their relationships.

Title: The Stars Above Us Author: embersofapril Rating: M Genre(s): Romance, Fluff, Angst Chapters: 40 Word Count: 200,988 Summary: He remains silent at first, clearly unsure of what to say next. The temperature feels hot, he thinks, especially for the dungeon's standards. He feels as if he can see the air particles between them, perhaps even count how many separate them from one another.It feels odd for him to be alone with Granger in the potions lab after all this time.He catches the faint scent of strawberries and honey, reminding him to order the ingredients for his lesson on Amortentia for his NEWT classes next week.-A slow-burn, flashback-filled dramione fanfiction with a side of wolfstar.

Title: A Game of High Stakes Author: in_dreams Rating: E Genre(s): Romance, Angst Chapters: 51 Word Count: 263,110 Summary: In theory, the task is simple: kill Draco Malfoy. In practice, putting a curse through the Dark Lord's favoured lieutenant will take everything Hermione has―especially since he's trying to kill her, too. Even more so when the lines between them start to blur. Sometimes, the only way out is through.

Title: Who We Are Now Author: LiloLilyAnn Rating: E Genre(s): Romance, Angst Chapters: 60 Word Count: 398,717 Summary: She lived through the war, but did she actually survive it? She didn't recognize the girl who looked back at her in the mirror, sunken eyes and protruding ribs, covered in scars. This wasn’t Hermione Granger. She died alongside Lavender, Fred, Sirius, Remus... Her name wasn’t up on any walls in memoriam, but she felt like a casualty nonetheless.*****When Hermione can't seem to get past the trauma of the war and all that happened to her, she's convinced to get help for her mental health issues. Unfortunately, the Wizarding World has none... yet.

Title: Redemption/Atonement Author: LordoftheManor Rating: E Genre(s): Romance, Angst, Drama Chapters: 75 Word Count: 448,946 Summary: Draco Malfoy has had a crush on Granger for years. When Blaise tells him he's heard Granger has a crush on him--Draco decides to seize the opportunity. The only problem is, Granger wants to keep things quiet. Oh and he's a Death Eater working for Lord Voldemort. Hermione Granger has been secretly pining after Draco for years, telling no one. When he suddenly confronts her after class her world turns upside down. This is a 7th year fic as if Dumbledore hadn’t been killed and Voldemort hadn’t taken over the ministry yet. Draco redemption arc. This will cover books 6 & 7.Really just an excuse to write smut about a curly haired witch and her platinum haired beau. There will be dark themes, I’ll try not to stray too far from the books with that though. Explicit sexual content.

Title: A Dangerous Collection Author: Lia_Redrose Rating: E Genre(s): Romance Chapters: 34 Word Count: 208,277 Summary: Eight years after Voldemort's defeat, Draco Malfoy has left England for good. He has become a potioneer and works in a Potion Shop in Florence. He thinks he has done with the past, until one day a famous girl with messy curls and curious eyes storms inside and asks for a cure.The words and the newborn smile died as the woman turned to face him. Her mouth opened and her facial features became confused and astonished. “Malfoy?” There were surely some deities - three at least - that hated him and conjured for that to happen, because there was no other explanation to what was happening to him. It was a catastrophe. A catastrophe Draco couldn’t escape unless he bolted out of the shop to never come back again, which was something he couldn’t do. That’s why he cleared his throat and proceeded to greet his customer with a simple and clear “Granger.”

Title: Redemption Author: gnrkrystle  Rating: M Genre(s): Romance, Drama Chapters: 45 Word Count: 237,960 Summary: As an Unspeakable, Hermione has been tasked with a very complicated case. All the Marked Death Eaters in Azkaban are falling ill - Draco Malfoy and Theo Nott the worst among them. She has to find out why and cure them.

Title: Finding Hermione Author: ebookdragon Rating: M Genre(s): Romance, Drama Chapters: 51 Word Count: 217,753 Summary: Fifteen years after the end of the Second Wizarding War, former Hogwarts' students are sending their own children off to school for the first time. As the train leaves, Hermione makes a startling discovery about her husband and the secret life he's been living. Draco witnesses Hermione's world shatter and comes to her rescue, helping her pick up the pieces and find herself again.

Title: The Education of a Lady Author: thewanderers'wanderingdaughter  Rating: M Genre(s): Drama, Horror Chapters: 34 Word Count: 365,605 Summary: Fourth and final (for real this time) part in the His Little Bird series. The story of survival, betrayal, and tragedy. A monster took everything from her. Now she's expected to be a willing participant in the world he's built for them. They want her to become one of them. She only wants vengeance, and now that she has her power back, she can make that a reality.

Title: Snow Angel Author: SunflowersXx Rating: M Genre(s): Romance, Drama Chapters: 31 Word Count: 353,142 Summary: ‘To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves’- Federico Garcia Lorca. Hermione hated secrets, she hated the idea that their lives were already decided in the stars; but mostly, she hated that she had to break Draco Malfoy’s heart.Draco didn’t think he would ever know what love felt like, he didn’t think he would find it in the sun, in whiskey and in that one curl. He certainly didn’t think he would loose it just as he had it in his grasp.

Title: The Hardest of Hearts Author: WillowingScribe1709 Rating: M Genre(s): Romance, Humour Chapters: 34 Word Count: 219,508 Summary: Hermione, driven to become Minister of Magic, reluctantly joins a matchmaking agency, only to discover Draco Malfoy as her top match.Initially scoffing at the idea of marrying her old nemesis, Hermione is forced to reconsider when their paths intertwine, unraveling not just their past but also new layers of deceit. Among these Draco's connection to the Seven Devils, a group wrapped in secrecy and rumoured to have been founded by his father, Lucius.What starts out as a simple match of convenience soon blossoms into a profound connection that catches Hermione completely off guard. With a menacing new threat casting a shadow over their future, their growing bond becomes the crux upon which destiny hinges.---------“It’s not that simple,” he said, and his eyes flashed with something dark that curled around her airways and choked the breath out of her. “Even if we never consummate our marriage, I need to know that I can touch you in public without you flinching. That you can touch me in return without looking green in the face.”“Of course I can,” she said with more bravado than she felt.“Is that so?” Malfoy asked, more darkness swirling in his eyes. “Care to demonstrate?”