#short drarry fic

[drarrily-we-row-along]

Nonsense

Written for the prompt "Nonsense" by Sabrina Carpenter.

Draco took another sip of his drink, letting it fizzle in his mouth and burn on its way down his throat. He steadfastly ignored the way his heart thud, thudded in his chest whenever Potter glanced up at him, the corner of his mouth ticking up as gave him a hot once-over.

The flush crept all the way up his neck and spread over his cheeks, his whole body felt too warm, tummy swooping and tingling, like he was a bloody teenager. He took another drink, trying to stay relaxed.

Pansy was talking, something about her latest flame, but he could barely keep up, hoping that his occasional nods and hums were sufficient.

And she didn't seem to notice until Potter stood up and walked past them, nodding at Draco and grinning at him, tilting his head down like he was a little shy and Draco's heart jumped into his throat as he attempted to smile back.

"Parkinson," he greeted, "Draco," he added, voice soft and warm like he'd cast a spell that tied Draco's intestines around each other.

"Hey," he breathed, shook his head. "I mean," he cleared his throat, "Potter."

Potter's grin widened and it looked for a moment like he would say something more, but then he just nodded and kept on his way to the loo.

"Well," Pansy said with a sigh, sounding unbearably bored, "go on then."

"Pardon me?"

"Go on," she said, rolling her eyes at him. "I know you've been watching him all night. It seems like he finally made his move and it's time for you to make yours."

He sniffed and took another sip of his drink, "I've no idea what you're talking about."

"Right. You've no idea what I'm talking about because you've been too busy staring at Potter to listen to the words coming out of my mouth for the past hour."

And he wanted to protest, he really did, but they both knew that he had no leg to stand on. "Fine," he said, knocking back the last of his drink. "I will."

"Finally," she muttered but he didn't even dignify that with a response. He marched to the loo and opened the door, "Listen, Potter," he started, louder than he might have if he'd realized that Potter was standing at the sink, washing his hands and not in one of the stalls. "Oh."

Potter looked up at him, eyes fucking twinkling behind his glasses and Draco wanted to punch something, wanted to throw up, or bang his head against the wall, or... something. Watching Potter remain so bloody attractive while Draco fell apart was entirely infuriating. "I'm listening," Potter said, grinning even more broadly.

And Draco did the only thing that he could think to do with his tongue so tied, he lunged forward and grabbed Potter by the collar of his shirt and dragged him in to kiss him.

The water on Potter's hands soaked through Draco's shirt, but it was the furthest thing from his mind as Potter's mouth opened against his and he spun them, pressing Draco back against the sink.

His hands gripped Potter's shirt harder, pulling him in as he sank deeper into the kiss.

The other man smiled, his lips turning up at the corners and making the kiss a little awkward, but in a sweet way that Draco couldn't help but enjoy. "What?" he asked, still attempting to kiss Potter but wanting to understand that infernal grin.

"I like you," Potter said with a little shrug before he kissed Draco a little more. "I enjoy you."

"You drive me mental," Draco replied, in spite of the way that his stomach did back flips at the other man's words.

"Yeah?" he asked, still grinning.

"Yes," he grunted, all petulance and delight mixed up together. "You get my words all twisted together, you turn me into this daft idiot who can't get his head on straight."

Potter snorted, "Very convenient, seeing as I do my best not to fall for straight men."

He rolled his eyes and shoved Potter's shoulder before drawing him in closer and wrapping his arms around his waist.

"Be mine?" Potter asked. "Not just sleeping in my bed or hooking up in loos," he clarified, "actually, properly mine?"

"Is that what you actually want?" Draco asked, thinking that outcome was certainly too good to be true. "With me?"

Potter chuckled and bumped Draco's cheek with his nose, "I don't see anyone else standing in this loo with me."

He blinked, pushed back the insecurity that he felt rising in his chest, nodded once and decided to let himself have what he wanted. "Yeah," he said softly. "I'd like that."

"Alright, then."

Harry nodded. "Alright."

[lcdrarry]

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[drarry-reccage]

The Silent Auror by @vaysh11 (1.5k, Gen.)

Tags: Disability, Blindness

Harry had sensed it then, when the man was only sitting a few yards away, something that Harry's magic brought back to him as it ventured out to collect clues that Harry's eyes could not longer perceive. The man was afraid. Not of Harry, but of what would become of Harry. This Auror wanted ... no, he needed Harry to return to his offices, stand before the Wizengamot and continue to plead his lost causes. It was in the glances he cast at Harry, lingering long and with an intensity that Harry's magic sensed from nobody else. It was not unfamiliar, this undivided scrutiny. Sometimes it felt as if all through Hogwarts, Harry had been watched like this.

This is that fic that draws you in Harry and Draco’s present circumstances, but will haunt you with the weight of history between them. I love the stark contrast of the fic title from the emotions it made me feel, how this Harry started seeing the world with his other senses and yet him being highly attuned to Draco remains ever-present, and this Draco—his unspoken concern and hurt echo so loudly in the backdrop and I ache.

If you’re seeking something short and tender with a beautiful + poignant writing, go for it. There’s also a gorgeous artwork that inspired this story (linked in the fic). See you on the next rec!

(Rec by @kk1smet)

[iamnotthenewwriter]

Cold

Prompt suggested by @abbystromboli

Warning! Smut ⚠️

One shot

Draco was waiting for Harry at the top of the astronomy tower, he had an awful day and just wanted to see Harry and feel better thanks to him.

Harry walked up the stairs, taking the invisibly cloak off when he reached the top of the tower and seeing Draco there waiting for him.

“Hey.” Harry almost whispered as he walked up to Draco who was sitting down onto the rather cold ground, he leaned down and placed a soft tender kiss on the male’s forehead before sitting down next to him.

“I missed you.” Draco mumbled quietly as he rested his head against Harry’s shoulder, the blonde looked sad and Harry wrapped his arm around the other’s shoulders as his thumb slowly rubbed against the soft, yet way too thin for that cold night, fabric of Draco’s white crisp shirt.

Harry brushed his nose against Draco’s hair, he took in his scent of fresh expensive leather, something woody and something sweet. “I missed you too.” The shorter male replied softly.

“It’s cold.” Draco whined as he shuffled closer to Harry’s body, the green eyed male pulled Draco into a hug as he made him sit in his lap.

“Better?” Harry asked as he wrapped his arms about Draco, the blonde wrapped his own arms around Harry’s neck as he straddled the male’s hips.

Draco nodded as he looked down at Harry and when their eyes met he leaned down to kiss the other, the tender kiss quickly deepened as Draco pushed his tongue into Harry’s mouth exploring it once again.

Harry needed so desperately to feel Draco’s skin against his, he was quick to unbutton and toss the blonde’s shirt onto the floor while Draco did the same with his shirt.

“Harry…” Draco whispered as Harry kissed the other’s chest, brushing his tongue against his pale pink nipples.

Harry gently pushed Draco down onto the cold floor, the blonde arched his back as the other started taking his pants off and before he could realize Harry was already freeing the male’s hard boner from his underwear.

“Please…” Draco moaned when Harry lowered his head to lick the male’s tip, swirling his tongue around it before taking it into his mouth.

Draco bit his bottom lip as he tried to keep quiet, it was late and everyone was sleeping already but they still needed to keep quiet and hopefully no one would find them.

Harry bobbed his head up and down Draco’s cock, the blonde reached down and grabbed Harry’s dark hair into his clenched fists and gently pulled on it.

A handful of minutes later Harry pulled away from Draco, his lips wet and red as he caught his breath. “Turn around for me.” He told Draco and he was quick to do as he had been told while Harry took his own pants and underwear off finally.

Draco looked back to see Harry on his knees behind him, the dark haired male leaned down and spread the blonde’s cheeks apart. He admired the pink ring of muscles before he slowly ran his tongue against it, the hole twitched and clenched around the air as Draco covered his mouth with his pale hand as he tried to keep quiet.

“I’m ready, please Harry…” Draco said as he tried to hold back his moans, he could hear Harry shift behind his before aligning his cock with Draco’s hole.

Harry pushed his tip in and his hold tightened as his fingers clenched on Draco’s hips, probably leaving marks there, and the blonde couldn’t hold back anymore.

“Harry, Harry…” he moaned out the other’s name loudly as Harry slowly pushed his whole length into the male, be felt so tight and warm it was hard to keep his movements slow at first.

Unfortunately someone was walking near the tower and heard their loud moans, the older male walked up the stairs quickly and his facial expressions was disgusted and horrified when he reached the top of the tower.

“Potter!” Severus Snape was standing there in his black robes, Harry was quick to pull out of Draco in shock. The blonde widened his eyes and tried to get dressed, blushing as he was so embarrassed they had been caught and by none other than Snape.

“This is unacceptable, you are going to be expelled!” The man said as he looked at Harry.

[sitp-recs]

Hi Liv, do you have a list for short fics (5k)? I’m looking for some bed time fics that won’t keep me up until 4am. Thank you, i love your blog.

Hi anon! I think I did a shorts reclist before but they were probably over 5k so this was a great opportunity to highlight even shorter fics (and also a great way to decompress last night, ty!)

Boy, do I have recs for you 🤣 I’m listing below 50 fics within 5k - you’ll notice that 2-4k is my sweet spot but I did my best to include all kinds of lengths and tropes - sure, there may be some contemplative angst but nothing too sad I hope after all this is BED TIME. Personally, I think all these make for excellent bedtime reads. Enjoy!

Semiplume by @tackytigerfic (M, 1k)

Without Sunshine by @sweet-s0rr0w (T, 1k)

with the lights off, i see you by teatrolley (NR, 1k)

Tidings of Comfort by @blamebrampton (G, 1.5k)

The Game by rillalicious (G, 1.5k)

Take That Ride by @andithiel (T, 1.5k)

Windy City by @cavendishbutterfly (T, 1.5k)

Meet You In the Middle by toomuchplor (E, 1.5k)

magic in the making by @getawayfox (G, 2k)

Willing Blood by @lqtraintracks and @the-starryknight (E, 2k)

I, Ferret by curiouslyfic (T, 2k)

You Either Fuck or You Get Fucked by @fw00shy (E, 2k)

This Time Again (Next Year) by @gryffindorhearts (T, 2k)

Receipts by @moonflower-rose (M, 2k)

Bright Side by @floydig (T, 2k)

10:47 am by fw00shy (T, 2k)

Light Years Away by @lettersbyelise (M, 2.5k)

"I'll Figure It Out." by @vukovich (E, 2.5k)

the other harry's happiness by thestarryknight (T, 3k)

Still Life, orphaned (M, 3k)

Secretly, between the shadow and the soul by @teacup-tai (T, 3k)

Between the Power Lines by tackytiger (M, 3k)

On The Shore by @skeptiquewrites (T, 3k)

Nothing compares by @maesterchill (T, 3k)

Mad Blood Stirring by provocative_envy (E, 3k)

Enjoy the Silence by @shealwaysreads (M, 3.5k)

Half Awake by @academicdisasterfic (E, 3.5k)

The Mating Habits of Snidgets by @shealynn88 (G, 3.5k)

Is This Love? by @phdmama (E, 3.5k)

The Long Fall by tackytiger (M, 3.5k)

Sun Stroke by @peachpety (E, 4k)

Limits of Earth and Sky by Jackvbriefs (E, 4k)

Waiting for that Feeling by @sorrybutblog (T, 4k)

Oxygen by maesterchill (T, 4k)

Cupboard Love by shealwaysreads (G, 4k)

The Notion of Attention by thestarryknight (T, 4k)

Interlude by dynamic (E, 4k)

Cake by astolat (M, 4k)

Lucid by @dracoladon (E, 4.5k)

Want by SilentAuror (M, 4.5k)

Five Years by @shiftylinguini (M, 4.5k)

Tastes Like Soap by InnerLilith (E, 4.5k)

Garden War by Cibee (T, 5k)

Game On by @pennygalleon (T, 5k)

Blue Sky Is Living Here Today by ignatiustrout (G, 5k)

Nothing Left to Burn by skeptique (E, 5k)

He Whose Hand and Eye Are Gentle by khalulu (G, 5k)

A Midsummer Affair by @lazywonderlvnd (E, 5k)

light as the sky above by @candybarrnerd (E, 5k)

Hourglass Heart by @bixgirl1 (E, 5k)

[rockingrobin69]

Colour

They painted the wall green in summer. It’s been needing a new coat for quite a while, and after endless quarrelling, a shade has been selected. Green, like your eyes, Draco smiled, and green, like your scarf, Harry said back. They laughed and laughed and bickered some more, and in the end in the shop with the impatient clerk they decided, this. This is the colour we need in our house, in our lives.

(This, Draco said, taking Harry’s hand in the parking lot: this is the colour).

It looked different on the wall than it did on the screen. It looked different than what they had planned. (It was summer, and green, green).

It took ages to paint. Mostly because Harry was too busy horsing around (and this had better come off in the shower, Draco yelled, and roared after him). Mostly because it was the weekend, and they had time in spades, loads and loads of it to do as they wanted, as they dared, so they covered the whole floor in newspapers and made a huge mess.

(This, Harry said, chest burning with the feel of it: this is the colour).

It smelled sort of brilliant. It looked like a forest, like the sea. (Like your eyes, Draco said. Like your school tie, Harry replied). It was summer, and green-green as a fresh start. It didn’t even matter that it was green: could’ve been blue (like the jumper you always wear, like your first car) or purple (like the flowers you planted, like the frosting you made) or yellow (like your mustard, like the cover of your favourite book).

All that mattered was this: hands and laughter and bickering. Making a decision, seeing it through. That this, this, was the colour they needed, that they now had.

Happy birthday, my lovely @crazybutgood​! A little softness especially for you. 

[steampunkserpent27]

A Sleeping Dragon

For @drarrymicrofic 's prompt: Dragon CW: Fluff and more fluff Draco snored like a sleeping dragon. Harry found himself awake, staring into the darkness of his room and wondering how Draco could create such a loud and roaring noise. Draco was far from a loud person in his day to day life. More often than not he was silent, thoughtful. That wasn't to say he didn't speak his mind, he did, all of the time. But he only spoke when he had something to say. Otherwise, he'd just watch and listen. Draco said he was content with silence, that his mind was loud enough on its own, he didn't need anything else adding to it. But now, Draco was far from silent. Harry stifled a groan and buried his head beneath his pillow, trying to drown out the noise. When that ultimately failed, he reached over and jostled Draco. The noise paused, before it continued with new vigor. "Come on, Draco." He muttered. "This can't be healthy." Once he couldn't stand it anymore, he tickled the back of Draco's hand, until he started to squirm, his face scrunching up. "Stop it... It's not nice." He rolled his eyes, settling back down against Draco's shoulder. "I can't sleep." Draco placed his hand against his back, yawning. "Love you." Harry smiled, leaning up to press a kiss against Draco's cheek. "Love you, too."

[aneiria-writes]

Kinktober 2023 - Day 3: Hate Sex

‘I fucking hate you, Potter,’ Draco muttered, pushing Harry’s head down so he was pressed face-first into the pillow. Harry struggled just enough to be able to turn his head sideways so he could breathe. 

‘No need to tell me, Malfoy,’ Harry managed to spit out, and Draco’s hand tightened in his hair, keeping him pinned down. ‘Just— fucking do it—’ Harry broke off with a long, drawn-out groan of pleasure as Draco finally lined himself up and pushed into Harry. 

‘Fuck, Potter,’ Draco panted, and Harry felt Draco’s forehead fall against his upper back, just for a moment. Then the pressure disappeared, and Harry bit down on the pillow as Draco grabbed him by the hips and ground down, pushing himself even deeper into Harry. ‘Yeah, you like that, don’t you?’ 

Harry could practically hear the smirk in Draco’s voice, but the way he was currently grinding down hard against Harry’s prostate made it difficult to come up with any kind of witty remark just then. Harry just breathed through it, the burn, the drag, the way Draco moved his hands from Harry’s hips to his ass, holding him open as he pulled out nearly all the way before sliding slowly back in. 

‘Fuck,’ Harry muttered, arching his back helplessly, giving Draco even easier access to him. His cock was so hard, as he imagined Draco staring down at Harry, eyes locked on where they were joined. Harry reached down, awkwardly, between his legs, but before he could grasp his own cock, Draco batted his hand away.

‘You come when I say so, Potter. You know the rules by now,’ Draco added, smugness dripping from every word. He held Harry’s balls in his hand and squeezed them, just hard enough, as he thrust himself back into Harry, back against his prostate, making Harry groan long and loud into the pillow again. 

‘I fucking hate you, Malfoy,’ Harry muttered, but he knew the way he pushed back against Draco, silently begging for more, betrayed the words that fell almost instinctively from his mouth.

‘No need to tell me, Potter,’ Draco replied quietly, but he ran one of his hands all the way up Harry’s arched back, until it rested gently on Harry’s hair once again.

[crazybutgood]

banner created by the lovely @getawayfox 🥰

I absolutely adore short stories, and I thought I'd use the spotlight saturday concept to spread love for them as much as I can. I will try my best to make this a monthly thing,, sometimes more or less frequent. I hope you find some bite-sized bits of escapism to enjoy through these reclists. Today's features stories to curl up cosily with for a good laugh, some hurt/comfort, or softness—take your pick! And as always, please check the tags and author notes. Have a lovely weekend~

At The Top by @moonstruckwytch (Draco/Harry) (G) 

written for hdcandyheartsfest 2022 day two: first date

Sinking/Floating by @andithiel (Draco/Harry) (T, 966)

After the war, Harry once again dwells so much on dreams of the past and those he lost, that he forgets to live. Draco helps to remind him.

For All You Give (I’ll Give it Back to You) by @thesleepiesthufflepuff (Harry/Ron/Hermione) (T, 7144)

A birthday, a beach cottage, a love confession (or two). All Harry can wonder is why it took him so long to figure this out.

Flushed with love and romance by toutcequonvuet (Draco/Harry) (M, 3011)

Harry has been eagerly anticipating the perfect proposal Draco is surely crafting. Nothing can put a plug on his excitement. When he finally gets it, he’s in for a surprise of the accidental (and hilarious) variety./Featuring: wordplay, bath bombs, and theoretically attractive plumbers

From Sunset to Star Rise by @schmem14 (Harry/Ron) (M, 7618)

Ron stops in his tracks, trembling from head to toe as he points his nose to the clear blue sky, feeling the autumn chill bite his fevered skin./He’s in love with Harry, and he only just realizes it./I have to conquer this is his first thought./I have to tell him is his second./But I’m afraid… lingers longest of all./Ron and Harry move to New England to get away from the aftermath of war, buy a cozy cabin in the woods, and fall in love under the stars of an autumn sky.

Dancing with our eyes closed by Patriceavril (Ginny/Luna) (T, 2517)

Ginny ditches the wedding and her stupid heels, expecting to drink her bottle of stolen champagne alone. When Luna appears, Ginny decides maybe she doesn't want to be alone after all.

Destination: Healing by @stargazing-enby (Draco/Harry) (T, 2027)

As much as he refused to think about it, the truth was something in Harry’s chest unravelled in those dawn-hued moments of quiet when his body was heavy against the bathroom door frame, the Cloak heavy on his shoulders, and his gaze heavier than any of the two on the rise and fall of Malfoy’s breathing.

bloom for me by dynazty (Pansy/Luna) (T, 824)

It was a flower garden. That’s what Luna told her.

Strict Essentials by @l0vegl0wsinthedark (Draco/Harry) (M, 3884)

Harry and Draco go shopping for a new kettle.

The List by @onbeinganangel (Remus/Sirius) (M, 1400)

A story where the to-do list is too long, the weather is terrible and Sirius is seriously trying his best not to have to leave the house.

Marshmallow Kisses by @samunderthelights (James Sirius/Teddy) (G, 889)

James has been working on a surprise for Teddy, but it doesn't go as planned.

Bind by @gallifrey1sburning (Gin/Luna) (T, 2088)

Gin's binder is beginning to affect their career. Pansy's still struggling to figure out how to support her partner through their dysphoria, but she's learning.

The Music of the Stars by @gallifrey1sburning (Draco/Harry) (G, 556)

“It’s almost like music, isn’t it?” Draco looked down to catch Harry’s eye, seemingly unperturbed to find him staring, and Harry wondered if he’d known all along./“What is?”/“All of this. The sea, the wind, the stars.”/Harry laughed. “The stars don’t make noise, you weirdo.”/“They do,” Draco argued. “You just have to know how to listen.”

Beneath the Wisteria by @thealmostrhetoricalquestion (Draco & Scorpius, Albus Severus/Scorpius) (G, 2589)

Scorpius likes the wisteria best of all. He likes the pretty colours and the way the petals fall like rain, and he likes when Draco lifts him up to push his small fingers through the heaps of flowers. It’s Draco’s favourite too, so he sits with Scorpius by the pond often, under the full, soft petals, and watches Scorpius scoop at the water with a conjured green fishing net. He uses his magic to make the petals fall close to Scorpius, and they kiss the water and unfurl inches from him, until they’re scooped up by the net and placed in a pile on the grass./Scorpius laughs each time he catches one, patting his chubby legs with glee./It makes Draco feel warm.

The Darling Curse by @orange-peony (Draco/Harry) (E, 9209)

It was just a slip./Harry didn't mean to call Draco 'love' in front of the other Aurors, especially because they have no idea they're a couple./Well, Harry could always pretend to be cursed and use pet names with everyone./What's the worst that can happen?

[sun-moon-and-stars4]

i really love reading fanfic bc its all just the authors opinions and if i see something that i personally dont think a character would do i can just go nope in my mind and go on reading

[drarrily-we-row-along]

“Bed, love,” a soft voice murmured, startling Harry where he was not sleeping on his stack of grading he had yet to complete.

“Can’t,” he said, shaking his head and then his hands for good measure. “Too much to do.”

Draco huffed a soft laugh, fingers gently squeezing Harry’s neck and soothing the tension. “You’re just sleeping at the desk.”

He shook his head again and forced his eyes open, “I wasn’t,” he argued, lying through his teeth. “Just resting my eyes. They hurt,” he added as he shoved his glasses up to rub them.

“It’s one in the morning, love, and you’ve been working all day, of course your eyes hurt.”

He groaned, “I’m never gonna finish these,” he said as he dropped his head to the top of the pile of papers.

“Come on,” Draco said. “Stand up. Come to bed.” He leaned down and brushed a kiss over the nape of Harry’s neck, “If not for your sake, then for mine. I don’t sleep well when you’re not there.”

It was a lie and they both knew it. Draco slept like a log as long as Harry was in their flat somewhere. He’d said it before, Harry’s magic permeated the whole space when he was there. “Slytherin,” he accused.

“Yes, yes,” Draco replied as he guided Harry out of his chair. “You can thank me tomorrow.”

Too tired to argue, Harry followed him to their room and let Draco’s magic wash over him, stripping him down to his boxers.

“Bed,” Draco said, nudging him toward the warm, cocoon of space that Draco had been sleeping in before coming to get Harry.

He collapsed onto the mattress, groaning as his spine stretched out from the hunched position it had been in, muscles aching.

“You’re getting old,” Draco said as he climbed in beside Harry, his hand soothing over Harry’s back before he covered them.

He scowled at him, “I’m younger than you are.”

“But listen to the one of us who’s grunting and moaning about laying down.”

“I’ll give you something to grunt and moan about,” he grumbled.

Draco laughed, “I think you’d fall asleep half way through. Hell, I would be surprised if you could even get it up right now.”

“Be nice to me,” he whined.

With a soft laugh, Draco drew him in and wrapped him in his arms, pressing a kiss to his forehead.

“Thanks,” he said, softly, not sure what he would do without someone to tell him to rest, and eat, and exist outside of being a teacher.

Another kiss to the top of his head and Harry was already drifting off. “Sleep well, love you.”

[cheerfulsnobbery]

accepting hp fanfic requests!

please tell me what to write! I’m looking for some oneshot/short fic prompts, longer fics can be requested as well, just know that I am particularly looking for shorter ones atm.

I prefer to write ships for Harry (both boy or girl versions) with ‘dark’ characters: Slytherins, Death Eaters, Voldie, etc. I don’t want to write ships that involve Ron, Hermione, or Ginny. I haven’t posted any smut yet but I’m not against it, and honestly probably need the practice.

be as vague or specific as you want. I will be posting the fics on ao3 but will also post on here when they go up!

[iamnotthenewwriter]

A Second Chance

Part Seven

After Draco ran away Harry could only curse himself for being too careless, if only he had not kissed Draco they could have talked more about how he wanted to help him and maybe Draco would have even accepted but he had lost his only chance.

A few days later Harry, Hermione and Ron were about to track down the next Horcrux they would need to destroy.

Harry was walking down an hallway when he turned around the corner he saw Draco just a few steps ahead of him, he was quick to catch up to the other male.

“Malfoy.” He called out his name as he placed his hand onto the other’s shoulder. “I’m sorry about what happened.” He said sincerely, Draco seemed startled as he turned to face Harry.

“Potter…” Harry didn’t even let him add anything else before stopping him.

“Just…as if nothing happened…please, I will help you.” He looked into Draco’s eyes as if trying to tell him that he could completely trust him.

Draco didn’t know what to say, maybe he actually needed help, maybe he could trust Harry and escape his already written out faith.

“I…” Draco bit his bottom lip as he tried to find the right words. “I will help you destroy the Horcruxes.”

For the rest of the story search #a second chance on my blog

[cluelesspigeons]

This is written for the song “Little person” by Matt Maltese from @drarrymicrofic

Word count: 133

Drarry microfic: enjoying life

Harry spread his arms, closing his eyes. The wind around them was loud yet cold, though the hot sun beating down on them made it bearable.

“What are you doing?” Draco asked wearily.

Harry opened one eye and looked at Draco, a broad smile dancing around his lips. “I’m enjoying life.”

Draco raised an eyebrow. “Enjoying life? By standing in this field with your arms spread like that?”

“Mhm.” Harry nodded and turned his head away again. “You should try it some time.”

Huffing indignantly, Draco crossed his arms over his chest. “I do enjoy life, thank you very much.”

Next to him, Harry chuckled. He let his arms fall to his sides again and leaned closer to Draco, their lips almost touching. “I’m glad I found you again after all that time.”

Prompt from April 21st

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Unconditional

for @drarrymicrofic 's prompt: unconditional CW: Crying, Hurt/Comfort, Happy Ending, Implied Asexuality

"I love you, unconditionally. It's okay." "But it's not." Draco had curled into a ball, his fingers linking over his boney knees. "You deserve it all, and I can't... I can't give you that." "Draco, I don't... I have no claim to your body. It's yours. If you don't want that, it's okay. I love you for who you are. Not just because of your body." Draco sniffed, his lower lip wobbling. "You... You don't really mean that. You say that now, but what about months from now or... Or years from now? Will you still want this? Will you still want me, when I can't give you everything you need?" Harry longed to move closer, to pull him into a hug, to let him know that it was okay, that he never had to feel as if he wasn't enough, because he was perfect just the way he was. "Baby. I have everything I need. I don't need anything more. I'm happy. I'm happy with you." "But how?" Harry offered his hand, letting it hover in the air, waiting. "Do you trust me?" Draco stared, his eyes watery and timid. "I... I do, but-" "Draco, I know what I want and what I need. I want to be with you, however that may be. I want you to be comfortable, okay? More than anything, I want you to feel safe and happy. That's all I want." His face crumpled, tears rising up and spilling down his splotchy cheeks, as he started to cry. For a moment, Draco remained still, wobbling back and forth, as silent whimpers escaped him, before he fell forwards, right into Harry's arms. Harry was shocked into silence, wrapping his arms around Draco, his movements soft and gentle. "What is it, Baby? Did I say something?" There was a watery laugh, before Draco wiped at his eyes and looked up at him. "I just... I thought I might have to lose you today." "Oh. You won't ever have to lose me. Not unless you want me gone. I'm here to stay." A fragile smile found it's way onto Draco's face. "I love you." "I love you, too. I love you so, so much."

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The Last Coffee

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Draco sighed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Draco nods.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I love you."

"I love you."

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

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

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

the last?

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