2018.11

Top 10 longest fics posted on AO3 this month

1. For the Price of a Soul by @silvercookiedust [M, 455k]

►After selling his soul to a demon for incredible power at the tips of his fingers, Harry flees Privet Drive to spend his next few years on the streets of London, hidden magically as well as physically. When he finally enrols at Hogwarts, only a handful of people know who he truly is, but obscurity doesn’t keep him from trouble and power doesn’t make for experience.

2. Away Childish Things by @letteredlettered [T, 153k]

►Harry gets de-aged. Malfoy has to help him.

3. Sacrifices of Children by @carpebellum [T, 120k]

►In the aftermath of tragedy, Draco finds his loyalty to the Dark Lord wavering. When Harry Potter confronts him for diverting attention away from Dumbledore’s Army, the two become unlikely allies. With society on the brink of war, battle lines are being draw, even within the walls of Hogwarts and Draco is realizing that no one can be trusted.

4. What Father Doesn’t Know… by playout & PrinnPrick [E, 111k]

►Draco Malfoy is practically a shut-in who makes his money writing popular, though ridiculous, novels. Harry Potter is a serious Auror whose sense of justice hasn’t changed much since his time at Hogwarts. Seven years later, they meet again in the most unexpected of places: a pure-blood wedding. After some conversation (and surprising confessions), Harry is determined to fix what he can of Draco’s life.

5. Sins of the Father by CorvetteClaire [M, 78k]

►[…] Harry is intent on saving Draco from his father’s machinations, but when Draco leaves Hogwarts, Harry can’t protect him. And Voldemort has ways of forcing people to do his bidding.

6. 31 Days In The Life Of Harry Potter by @drgngrl87 [E, 63k]

►Somehow something strange always happens in the life of one Harry Potter.

7. The World Starts Here by @bafflinghaze [T, 63k]

►Three years in Azkaban is more than enough time for Draco to be certain that he doesn’t want to be like his parents. And the moment he gets out, Draco will make his own mark on the world and he’d do it single-handedly if necessary. What he didn’t account for were the friends and allies he would gather along the way, and the world they would change, together.

8. the sun’s blood on my hands (i’ll tell the moon) by @trlvia [M, 55k]

►[…] Lovers don’t bite each other’s neck to blood. Lovers don’t scratch wounds down each other’s spines. Lovers don’t whisper cruel words in each other’s ears, sinking teeth into lips in a mess of pain and pleasure. Draco knows this. And yet it’s getting harder to remember why, because when Harry looks at him like this, the moonlight spilling over his face and lightening his eyes to a pale jade of desire, those three words have never seemed closer.

9. When Trust and Truth Collide by @sociophonetic [E, 47k]

►Harry meets Draco for the first time in the employee break room on a boring Wednesday morning and they immediately hit it off. Chance encounters turn into dates, and dates turn into feelings. Oh, yeah. Draco’s also Harry’s boss. Harry has no idea.

10. Animal by @big-draco-energy [E, 41k]

►There is this childish urge in me: I want to laugh and call Potter names, getting under his skin, making him look, and notice me and respond. Making him pay attention. Making him furious, fierce and passionate. […]

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※ Fics from H/D Fan Fair : Food Fair 2018 are listed elsewhere. ✔ other months

@ Anon , it is thrilling to know that you enjoyed my story so that you even tried to seek it out again. Thank you for reading!❤️💚

@ Anon #2 , I loved the idea of Draco throwing his wand to Harry in front of Voldemort they initially filmed, and was disappointed it didn't make into the final cut. So of course, writing this story, there was no question I'd be including it😍

Practicing for Yuletide or something

Oh Draco why is your panic reaction so extreme?

(So I coloured it :D) have a nice Sunday:)

That time i want to draw angel and devil but drarry

nap

in which draco malfoy discovered shakespeare.

Floating Up

The sky's a muddling of mauve and mulberry; the sun in iridescent downfall. Some kid down the block's blowing bubbles, and one floats up, brushing against Draco's cheek, before popping. It doesn't make a sound, but Harry winces; feels it ricochet against his ribcage.

Draco nudges him, holding out the vape.

Harry watches the green LED pulse like a twitch in his eye. Everything's too bright—the fire escape cutting under his skin, his jumper scratchy around his throat. He's suffocating on skunk weed, his eyes a glassy, glaucous green.

"You alright?" Draco asks. His legs dangle off a step, above the trees.

"Yeah," Harry croaks. He fumbles for his sunglasses, before realising he's already wearing them.

Draco sticks his face between the rails and looks down at the street. His legs swing. "Feels a bit like flying," he says. He sounds like he's shouting underwater, or else someone's put bubblewrap over Harry's ears.

Harry doesn't need to look to know vertigo. But he looks anyway.

Three bubbles kiss his nose. His head's woozy, and he's got a fish's eyes, thinking—this must be what love feels like, floating up.

Draco nudges him again. Harry shivers, his skin crackling with static. He cups Draco's face and counts the freckles under the eyes. Then he closes his own, feeling the water expel from his ears in tiny streams of bubbles.

Clouds build over lilac skies in mounds of pale peach and cornmilk, piling up like suds in a bath until Harry's saturated, soaked through in hues.

Harry's nauseous, queasy in his heart wondering if Draco feels the same. Like he's smoked too much love and has no choice now, but to throw it up.

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Written for February’s Drarry Discord Drabble Challenge, prompt: bubbles. This was heavily inspired by @fictional’s beautiful art. 🥺🥺 I basically just described it, hope that is ok...

For the Drarry discord drawble challenge - the prompt for February was “Bubbles” and the restriction was shades of blue, green and an accent colour of choice.

Fears That Stay

Fears That Stay

“I am back!” BANG! The door is shut. “Sorry, I’m late. I got pizza!” You slip off your shoes and walk into the kitchen. A bottle of wine sits on the counter, half-empty.

Your eyes fall onto an open envelope and a short message in Hermione’s handwriting. There’s a newspaper article too. Some of the lines are smudged.

“POTTER’S SECRET LOVE NEST UNCOVERED - SAVIOUR STILL INVOLVED WITH DEATH EATER SCUM.”

Dread crawls down your spine and claws at your heart.

“Draco?”

“I’ve been working hard to change, but they’ll never acknowledge any of it.”

Apprehension pulls you into the living-room, into the office. No Draco.

“I can’t breathe in London. The way they look at me, the hidden insults, those articles.“

“Draco?”

You hurry upstairs. The bedroom is empty.

More of Draco’s words flood your mind. They’ve been buried inside of you for three years.

“This is no life. If I stay…”

You burst into the bathroom. Draco is in the tub, eyes closed, face pale. The foam gleams red.

Your cry vibrates between the tiled walls. You stumble forward, hands and eyes searching for cuts.

Draco stirs. He opens his eyes. His gaze focuses on your face. Surprise answers your panic.

You notice a wine glass in the water.

“Oh god, for a moment I thought…” Your voice breaks.

“What?” He seems confused, then gasps. “No, Harry. Never. I was sleeping.”

“But in London…”

“That’s…in the past.” He holds you close.

Later he says, “I’m sorry, I didn’t make sure you know. Life here hasn’t been a bubble waiting to burst. I’ve changed. I’m happy. No filthy article can change that. Do you believe me?”

You smile. One day you will.

Draco in the bath, angry about that dirty article, but not upset enough to stay awake in the warm water after a long day and half a bottle of wine.

(photoedit, reference picture: ”https://i.pinimg.com/originals/4e/9f/5e/4e9f5e2b7a49964dfb31c302b95ef1b2.jpg”)