is there any actual confirmation that the secret keeper assigns tasks randomly? because i'm not convinced
so—at the very least, the secret keeper knows who a task is being assigned to. we know this because tasks can involve specific other players. skizz needing to stay near gem, tango needing to get scar to talk about star wars, mumbo needing to become etho's best friend. if the secret keeper didn't know who they were giving a task to, someone could get a task involving themselves
but beyond that, the tasks still feel like they're personalized, to me
both grian and mumbo getting pun making tasks, when they're both essentially inseperable
grian needing to move front doors, when stealing them was his whole thing in hermitcraft season 7
martyn, the least confident in his building abilities on the server, getting a building task, and then needing to get it burnt down next session
both of scar's session one tasks being nickname related
mumbo needing to become best friends with etho when mumbo still fanboys over him
skizz needing to stay near specifically gem
bdubs, a builder, getting a task to build something incredibly uncomfortable
joel being the one to get the task to plug the life merch
...like. they just feel personalized. and i don't think it's ever been confirmed that they're randomly assigned. i'm not convinced they are
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The Secret Keeper
fools_errand
written by @the-fools-errand with art by @razielim
Chapters: 41/41
Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter
Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Cedric Diggory, Luna Lovegood, Pansy Parkinson, Theodore Nott, Blaise Zabini, Minerva McGonagall, Severus Snape, Original Characters, Voldemort
Additional Tags: Canon Rewrite, Alternate Universe - Hogwarts, Hogwarts Seventh Year, POV Alternating, Strangers to Frenemies to Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, Self-Discovery, Closeted, Adorable Obliviousness, Golden Trio Shakeup, accidental magic, Horcrux Hunting, Converted Death Eater, It's a Wonderful Life Trope (kinda), Divination, Pets, Morally Grey Albus Dumbledore, Minor Draco Malfoy/Pansy Parkinson, Minor Draco Malfoy/Theodore Nott, Betrayal, Torture, Implied Sexual Content, Substance Abuse: Pensieve (Not MC), Minor Character Death, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Canon-Typical Violence, Mild Gore, Crime Scenes, Harry/Draco Big Bang 2021, Art, Digital Art, Illustrations, Parseltongue, Voldemort's Rise to Power, Draco Malfoy Redemption, Legilimency, Room of Requirement, Unforgivable Curses, Ministry of Magic Corruption, Pensieve
Summary:
On Halloween 1981, Albus Dumbledore made a decision that would change the course of history, concealing Harry Potter’s survival at the hands of Lord Voldemort underneath a Fidelius Charm. But when Harry comes of age in the Muggle world, Dumbledore realises too late that the fate of the world may depend on a boy who has never held a wand.
An unlikely team assembles to teach him everything he needs to know before the charm runs out, but only one of them knows the truth behind the Dark Lord’s return to power. If it were anyone else, Draco would have no problem turning them over to the Death Eaters, but there’s something about this certain bespectacled idiot that has him questioning everything he’s ever known.
Will Draco seal the fate of the wizarding world by uncovering the Chosen One or will Harry save Draco from a fate of his own?
Excerpt:
Draco was fiddling with Sirius’s makeshift battery which had gone on the fritz and was trying to figure out a spell to repair it, lest the rest of the group revolt for lack of a good distraction. He nodded as an ethereal female voice started singing about crystal visions and Harry came to flop down in his chair opposite.
“Love it? She could have written it,” said Draco, tugging at a wire that had popped loose.
“Has she always been that way? You know, a bit loopy?”
“To be honest, I don’t know,” said Draco, looking up at Harry, who was perched cross legged in a patchy crimson armchair, the wall behind him covered in pictures of motorcycles. “I never spent time with her before this year. Most people take one look at her and write her off, but they’re wrong.”
Draco pulled sharply on the wire and the other end popped loose as well, sending a shower of sparks to the floor which he stamped out.
“Here let me try, '' said Harry, holding out his hand to accept the offending battery. “Do you still think she’s a nutter then?”
“Luna? Certainly not,” said Draco, crossing one leg and leaning on the arm of his chair to watch Harry fiddle with the infernal mess. “She’s bloody brilliant. I wish I had known sooner or I would have put her to work for me. With the right training she could be striking fear into the hearts of anyone who believes in the Sight.”
Harry laughed as he twisted the ends of two wires together. “Leave it to you to find a way to weaponize Luna’s personality.”
“Don’t get me wrong, I love the girl. But her predictions are absolute bogus,” said Draco.
“You hope at any rate.” Harry glanced up pushing his glasses into place. “Come on, show me a Luna memory then.”
Draco tilted his head, thinking of a good one. Deciding on the time Luna wore a life-size eagle headdress to a Ravenclaw Quidditch match, he locked eyes with Harry, and they dove into the memory together.
He could feel Harry’s presence laughing as the Eagle started pecking at the students in the row behind Luna, trying to get at the snacks they held, so he showed him another one. Luna in the Herbology greenhouse reorganising plants so they could all meet each other. Luna following a cluster of caroling ghosts through the halls at Christmastime and singing along.
Before he knew it, he was showing Harry the time he tried to set Luna up with the Slytherin Quidditch team. Harry was asleep on the couch, under the power of the diadem, as Draco and Luna chatted about the mimbletonia and Neville Longbottom and Luna’s philosophy on love.
It wasn’t until the conversation started veering towards Draco’s stake in the matter that he remembered with a shock how it ended. He tried to close it off, but Harry had felt his surprise and was now interested to see what would unfold.
“And does it really take that long to teach someone Occlumency? I mean really, what do you two spend all that time doing?” said Luna, her arms crossed in a very Hermione-like stance.
Draco cringed, knowing what was coming next. In his memory, his mind was full to bursting with thoughts of Harry as he blurted out, “It doesn’t matter, anyway! It would never work between us. He has no blood status to speak of. He hardly even has a family, not to mention the fact that he’s wanted by the law AND is an insufferably noble git on top of it all. Forget about what I want, my parents would never— ”
Harry stumbled back from the memory as the battery fell to the floor with a thunk. He was on his feet, pacing towards the door, his hands laced through his hair.
“Harry, let me explain,” said Draco, jumping to his feet.
But as Harry whirled around to face him it wasn’t anger in his face, it was disbelief.
“What you want…?” he said.
Draco didn’t know what to say. His heart was pounding. If it was possible, he wanted him more today than he had even wanted him then.
Without another word, Harry closed the space between them. Before he knew it, his hands were on Draco’s neck, drawing him into a kiss.
Draco’s own hands immediately found their way to the small of Harry’s back, then his hips, as he pulled him closer. Insistent lips pressed against his, soft but strong. The kiss with Theo so drastically paled with the real thing he almost laughed.
Draco slipped his fingers under the hem of Harry’s jumper, letting them trail up the smooth expanse of warm skin. Harry made a noise of appreciation, which nearly made Draco lose his footing. He tried to take a step to steady himself, but at the same time, Harry pressed into his touch, and he stumbled backwards, his knees making contact with the edge of the bed.
As they toppled over backwards onto the crimson bedspread, finding himself looking up at the pictures of women in bikinis on the ceiling and with Harry Potter, the saviour of the wizarding world kneeling over him, he really did have to laugh.
“What’s so funny?” asked Harry, propping himself up on his arms to pull back from the kiss, his face still inches from Draco’s own, smiling broadly.
“Just how much of a fucking idiot I am for not doing this sooner,” said Draco, running a hand across Harry’s jawline and threading it through his dark tangle of hair, drawing him back in.
“You and me both,” said Harry. Draco could feel the warm breath of his laugh across his lips as he pulled Harry down on top of him.
Cedric and Hermione would still be out on their run for another hour. There was plenty of time.
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Casually Inseparable [A Secret Keeper Ficlet]
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