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The Malfoys run Knockturn Alley

just realized i never posted these harry doodles from twitter!! little harry and his froggy raincoat <3

it’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas ❤️

Here’s some delightful, light smutty fun for everyone, courtesy of the brilliant @artmistersealy! You captured this scene from Long for Bliss! beautifully! Thank you so much for another gorgeous piece of art! ❤️✨

idk i wanted a draco reaction meme and sometimes u gotta be the change u want to see in the world

Carey ‘W’Recs Wednesday(｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ presents:

we have heard on high

oflights @oflights

Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Relationship: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley/Hermione Granger,Madam Rosmerta/George Weasley, Original Characters Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Getting Together, Dating, Chocolatier Draco Malfoy, Woodcutter Harry Potter, Chocolate, Trees, Flowers, Singing, Ferret Draco Malfoy, Tree Sex, Drinking, Additional Warnings In Author's Note, H/D Erised 2023, Christmas Carols, Tattooed Harry Potter, Sectumsempra Scars (Harry Potter), Minor Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Past Harry Potter/Original Male Character(s)Language: English Collections: H/D Erised 2023 Words: 34,734

Summary:

Reeling from the fallout of a bad breakup, Harry decides to find out who his soulmate is. The bad news: it's Draco Malfoy. The good news: Malfoy doesn't seem to know they're soulmates. The worst news: Harry might be falling for him anyway.

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Excerpt:

“You really are cute as a ferret,” Harry says later. The shop is closed for the night, poor Benjamin has finally been sent home, and Draco has let Harry into the back kitchen, where he’s putting trays of chocolate in the cold cupboard to chill for the night.

Draco gives him a glare, but it seems perfunctory, and after a moment where Harry realizes he’s assessing whether he means it, he tips his nose in the air with a sniff. “Of course I am. Much cuter than that weasel.”

“Well—”

“I can quite easily throw you out of here, you know.”

“There’s no question that you’re cuter than weasel George,” Harry says, finding he means it as he says it. Draco looks assessing again, before turning back to spelling a few molds clean, and Harry watches with delight as a flush crawls up the back of his neck.

He sidles up to the counter, leaning his hip against it and crowding in close. Draco hastily brings out a stack of chocolate bars, shiny and crisp, fanning them across a marble cutting board, concentrating very hard on that as Harry leans in further.

“I’m a bit biased, of course,” Harry says, voice lowered carefully. That back-of-the-neck flush is so close now, and Harry can see it spreading up to Draco’s cheeks.

“Oh?” Draco asks, just the tiniest bit of a shake in his voice. Harry nods, and he thinks Draco can feel it; a particularly unruly lock of his hair brushes the side of Draco’s face.

“Right. Because we’re—well, I’d like—you’re my boyfriend, aren’t you? So of course I think you’re cuter.”

Draco sucks in a breath, and Harry feels that. He watches Draco carefully, can see the smallest twitches in his face at this distance, the way he bites his bottom lip. His hand has the slightest tremor as he picks up a nearby knife and begins chopping up the chocolate bars one by one, steadying as he goes.

“Am I your boyfriend, then?” he asks, eyes rapt on the chocolate. Harry finds himself following his gaze for a moment, watching the chocolate break into shards, listening to the satisfying snaps of the pieces and taps of the knife.

“I’d like you to be,” Harry says, and he looks back at Draco’s face when the knife pauses. Still careful, he adds, “Do you want to be?”

At this point, Draco has kissed him, snogged him, held his hand; he’s dated him rather thoroughly. He’s agreed to all of Harry’s suggestions and propositions and he’s offered some of his own. But he hasn’t outright said how he feels about Harry, and while it’s clear he’s been enjoying himself, Harry finds he needs to hear something real.

Harry knows what he’s asking—are you here with me? He doesn’t want to fall on his own again, not for the one person meant to fall for him in return.

Draco looks down at his chopped-up chocolate pieces. He sets the knife down, and Harry’s nearly disappointed; he loves watching Draco work, will treasure this extended look at it.

But the disappointment clears quickly when Draco twists to the side a bit, facing Harry. He lifts his chin almost defiantly when he says, “Yes. I think I’d like that.”

“Oh, I know you will,” Harry says, and he cups Draco’s cheek and brings his face lower so he can kiss him.

Draco moves his whole body into the kiss, pressing against Harry head to toe. Harry’s back digs into the counter a bit but he can’t possibly mind the position, sandwiched as he is by Draco’s warmth, his lovely scent and the soft, plush press of his mouth on his. He’s open and inviting, and Harry’s almost giddy when they break apart a moment, his smile uncontrollable.

“You’re my boyfriend, then?”

Draco nods, swallowing hard a moment, before saying, “I am. And you’re mine.”

“I am. Merlin, that’s terrific.”

Harry can feel the heat that spreads over Draco’s face at that; he absolutely treasures it. He kisses along the tops of Draco’s pink cheeks, plants something particularly wet and loud on Draco’s jaw, and feels like he’s got Felix Felicis running through his veins when Draco lets out a soft little laugh.

“You’re absurd,” Draco tells him, and Harry just grins back at him until Draco leans in and starts the kiss up again.

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Title: From Dusk til Dawn Creator: Anonymous Prompt: #136 Muggle Theme: Muggle Cat Cafe | Cat Draco Rating: General Warnings/Content Notes: Fluff, Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy in the Muggle World, Animagus Draco Malfoy, EWE Summary: Harry goes to a cat cafe. And there's this white cat. The cafe owner says the cat never purrs and is standoffish, except with children, but he clings to Harry and purrs... And Harry keeps coming back. Art Medium: Digital Art Creator’s Notes: This was genuinely so much fun to work on, and the prompt has a special place in my heart. Thank you to all my lovely friends and cheerleaders who support me and gave me kind words on these pieces!

( From Dusk til Dawn )

Super adorable art! We know Draco would make the cutest kitteh!

Carey ‘W’Recs Wednesday(｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ presents: After the Rain Falls

shinigami714 @shinigami714

Chapters: 13/13 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Slice of Life, Healing, Friendship, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Seizures, Headaches & Migraines, Nightmares, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Everyone returns to Hogwarts for an additional year, Fluff, Falling In Love, We ignore the existence of the epilogue in this house, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Idiots in Love, Enemies to Lovers, Slow Burn, a bit of angst, Because every good story has angst, Draco is very in love, Harry is also very in love, My kink is two people who are stupid in love, Top Draco Malfoy, Even if it doesn’t quite get there in this fic I dunno we will see, There will be additional oneshots, Bottom Harry, it has the vibes, Panic Attacks, Scars, Oral Sex, Praise Kink, Dom/sub Undertones, Blink and you’ll miss it, This story is softer than it sounds, mentions of mpreg, blink and you’ll miss that too, It’s not actually in the story though, Anal Fingering, First Time, Mutual Pining, Height Differences, supportive friends, Rimming, Smut, Bottom Harry Potter, Post-War, Draco is a bloody romantic because I said so - argue with a wall

Summary:

After the events of the war, all Harry wants to do is forget. For everything to return to normal. But things never were normal for him, and the war left many marks on him not so easily forgotten. When he receives a surprising offer to return to Hogwarts in a continuing education program, Harry jumps at the chance, and despite his best efforts to deal with his problems alone, discovers along the way that quite often, two minds are greater than one.

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Excerpt:

Harry took his time heading to the library, and he figured Draco would be busy taking notes by the time he arrived, but instead he was standing propped up against one of the shelves near the table they usually worked at. His arms were crossed, and he narrowed his eyes when Harry stepped closer. Harry took off his bag and plopped it on the table, pulling out a few books and scattered notes into his arms. He didn’t have time to set them down before Draco grabbed hold of him, pushing him back into a shelf rather harshly. Harry gasped and clung to the books in his arms tightly, looking up into Draco’s grey eyes in surprise.

“You’re not him,” Draco said, his voice low and laced with a surprising amount of anger. Harry licked his lips and avoided his gaze. He wasn’t expecting this. Perhaps a quiet lecture about not telling someone where he’d gone, or a criticism for his lack of rest or meagre morning meal. But not this.

“I know,” Harry muttered listlessly, and Draco huffed loudly and shook his head. He looked around the room, at the curious glances the few students present were directing their way and then pulled him to the back of the library where they were largely hidden in a nook at the far end of the aisle.

Draco pressed him up against the shelf again, less harshly this time, but still holding him firmly in place. “No, you don’t,” he hissed. Harry swallowed nervously. It had been a long time since he’d been on the other end of such a volatile stare. Even in the manor it hadn’t been quite like this. “You’ve got it set in your mind that there’s a part of him in you.”

“There is, you saw it yourself!” Harry nearly shouted, only quieting when Draco grabbed him by the collar and gritted his teeth at him in warning.

“I saw traces of magic, and nothing more,” Draco urged.

“Dark magic, his magic.”

“Even if it is his magic, it doesn’t change who you are!” Draco sneered. He let go of Harry’s collar then, but he didn’t step away, placing his arms on either side of Harry’s head as he stared down at him. “I bet you could cast that scan on me and see some of it as well. Maybe not as much, or as complex, but I can guarantee it’d be there,” he insisted. Harry shifted against the shelves behind him and tightened his arms around the books he held. “You’re a hero.” The comment made Harry scoff and look away. “You may not believe it, but you are,” Draco insisted. He breathed in deeply, letting out a long sigh and then muttered, “You’re so bloody Gryffindor it hurts sometimes.”

Harry swallowed as he stared at his reflection in the clasp on Draco’s robes. It was distorted and elongated, and made Harry’s face look like it was contorting in pain. Rather disturbing, if he was honest, but it was better than facing Draco.

“Look at me.”

The order caught him off guard, and Harry tilted his chin up hesitantly, surprised by the look in Draco’s eyes. His previous ire had apparently dissipated, and he stared at Harry almost gently. He didn’t speak right away, instead studying every inch of Harry’s face before settling again on Harry’s eyes like he had gotten lost in them unawares. Draco sighed and wilted slightly before he spoke. “What you saw in that scan…were the traces he left behind. Traces that can hopefully one day be removed, if I can actually manage to refine the spell enough to make it useful,” Draco said. His arms slid down a bit, hands settling against the bookshelf level with Harry’s shoulders. “And yeah, he fucked you up a bit.  All of us, really.  But it doesn’t change who you are here.” Draco dragged his arm down in between them and pressed a finger into Harry’s chest, just over his heart.

Harry’s eyes widened slightly, and he teared up a bit as the gentle pressure held him firmly in place. He glanced down. It was just a single finger, but it felt like Draco had spelled him there, frozen him in time. He didn’t have the strength to push against it, and he wasn’t sure he wanted to. He let his head fall back against the shelf and peered up at Draco wearily. His eyelashes had clumped together, and he blinked away the unshed tears with little success. He felt so lost. And when he asked, “Who am I?” his voice was shaky and full of pain. Barely audible even within the silence of the surrounding library.

Draco eyed him in surprise, and then his gaze softened even further. He dropped his other hand, fingers dragging down Harry’s arm towards his elbow. It tingled a bit beneath his touch, and Harry’s grip on the books nearly slipped when Draco’s fingers grazed over his forearm to settle against his wrist, the hand on his chest now splayed flat against his shirt.

“You’re Harry,” Draco whispered.

It left him reeling, and Harry took an unsteady breath and let out a nervous laugh. It was all he wanted, really. To be seen as Harry. Just Harry. And if even Draco could see him like that…maybe, just maybe, it would be alright. He ducked his head, and shuffled the books into a single arm, lifting the other to wipe his sleeve over his face and beneath his glasses. It took him several minutes to settle down, and Draco watched him silently the entire time.

He was sure he looked awful. He was an ugly crier. Always had been. His eyes swelled up, his nose and cheeks reddened, and he looked an absolute mess. Something that had bothered him incessantly, especially when the press had a particular aptitude for capturing him at his worst. Still, he smiled slightly, and shoved at the front of Draco’s robes. Not enough to push him anywhere, just enough to nudge him in place. “You asked me here to tell me all that? That’s not like you Malfoy,” Harry teased.

“Malfoy again, am I?”

Harry looked up at him, meeting Draco’s searching gaze. “What, you don’t like it when I call you that?”

Draco rolled his eyes and sneered, “Insufferable little brat,” but there was no malice in it. And then he bent low, so that their noses were nearly touching. “I prefer when you call me Draco.”

If Harry hadn’t been flushed before, he certainly was now. He felt somewhat trapped, against the shelving, with Draco’s arms encasing him and holding him in place. But Draco’s expression was playful, and when those grey eyes shifted to look towards his lips, Harry found he didn’t much want to escape. His heart stuttered, and his breathing hitched. “D-Dra-,”

Then there were lips against his own, pressing gently, in a short, but unrushed single kiss. Harry froze, vision blurring as a strange feeling encompassed him. He felt cold and hot all at once. Like he was about to jump out of his own skin. There was a quick break, and he could feel Draco’s heavy breathing against his cheekbones, and then they were kissing again, slightly deeper this time. It was warm and a little wet, but not unpleasantly so, and Harry’s eyes fluttered shut involuntarily. He melted into it, and when Draco’s tongue slid along his lower lip enticingly Harry moaned and dropped his books to the ground. Papers flew out around them, and Harry gasped when Draco fell away from his lips.

“Shit,” Harry muttered as he watched the scattered parchment settle around them. He was shaking, and felt lightheaded, and his fingers tentatively touched his lips as he scrambled to the ground to start picking up the mess. He could feel the flush upon his skin. It burned across his neck and chest, over the tips of his ears and the entirety of his face. Viciously red and very telling. 

Then Draco muttered a simple spell, whisking up the rest of the books and papers into Harry’s trembling arms. It took a matter of seconds, and Harry teetered on unsteady knees and glanced up at his tall figure timidly.

“You’re a wizard, Harry,” Draco drawled, and Harry stared at him, completely entranced. He couldn’t seem to catch his breath, no matter how much he tried to regulate it. He grasped at his chest over his rapidly beating heart and watched as Draco walked backwards away from him with his hands shoved deep in his pockets. Draco offered him a sultry smirk, and shortly after, it turned into a soft almost reverent smile. Then he ducked his head and walked away, leaving a very stunned Harry resting on his haunches atop the ground.

It was devastating. In the best way possible of course.

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Prince of Fashion: Draco Malfoy. "You'll remember my face forever."

After the war, Draco was cast out from the magical world. People took pleasure in thinking that he would lead a miserable life deserving of his fate and fade into oblivion. Yet, after a few years, Draco Malfoy's face dominated not only the Muggle world but also the wizarding world. Now, he earns the admiration of the entire world as an extraordinarily successful and stunningly glamorous model.

(Idea from @ yotengohambr3 on X)

Title: Invaluable Creator: Anonymous Prompt: #87 Muggle Theme: Wedding Cake Maker Rating: Explicit Warnings/Content Notes: Infidelity (not between Drarry), Alcohol Use, EWE, Marriage of Convenience, Getting Together, Romance, Angst, Heartbreak, Reconciliation, Smut, Anal Sex & Fingering, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, POV Harry Potter, Flirty Draco Malfoy, Top Draco Malfoy, Experienced Draco Malfoy, Inexperienced Harry Potter Summary: Running a bakery in Muggle London was supposed to offer Harry Potter a quiet, unassuming life away from fame, magic, and the Wizarding world. But when Draco Malfoy unexpectedly steps into his shop for a wedding cake consultation, everything changes. Word Count: 32,967 Creator’s Notes: God, I thought this one would be nice and quick, and it turned out to be over 30k of angst and smut and romance. But hey - that just means there's more drarry in the world, so no regrets!

I would like to thank my team (it takes a village after all - see fic notes)!

( Invaluable )

Some descriptions of sweet treats and some sexy scenes, what more could you ask for in a fic? Very yum!

What if we were rivals but maybe….

Title: taken for another spin Creator: Anonymous Prompt: #50 Muggle Theme: Train Ride Rating: General Warnings/Content Notes: Choose Not to Use Archive Warnings, Angst, Hurt No Comfort, Unhealthy Relationships, Loneliness Summary: They met again, for the first time after all that ugliness, on this very train. They have been meeting here since. On their train, where nothing else is real. Outside of this—the train and the invitations and the drinks—they don't exist. Word Count: 2,586 Creator’s Notes: this is not a happy story. i want to be very clear about that. it's a sad story about yearning and ritual and the places we belong in this world. proceed with caution. (there are additional (spoilery) warnings in story notes)

thank you to the mods, for organising this lovely fest (it really is very dear to me) and for their extraordinary patience (also very dear to me). it's always such a pleasure to participate.

another thank you to my beta reader, for weathering my questions on emotional impact and grammar.

( taken for another spin )

Very interesting and thought provoking! Very Twilight Zone!

Pocky day♥️

Title: Come As You Are Creator: Anonymous Prompt: #240 Muggle Theme: Internet Chathost Draco Malfoy Rating: Explicit Warnings/Content Notes: POV Harry Potter, Questioning & Pining Harry Potter, Gay Draco Malfoy, Draco Malfoy Has a Large Cock, EWE, Early 2000s Technology and 1990s Music, Fluff, Light Angst, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Epistolary, Voyeurism, Consent is Sexy, Masturbation, Frotting, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Rimming, Anal Sex, Past Child Neglect, Secret Identity, Webcam/Video Chat Sex, Features Commissioned NSFW Artwork Summary: When Harry Potter visits a sexy internet chatroom site, he does so with the hope of answering a niggling question: Am I interested in men? He finds more than he anticipated when he stumbles upon a free strip show starring a very familiar person. Just what is Draco Malfoy doing on a Muggle pay-per-view site? And when did he get so fucking fit? Word Count: 35,017 Art Medium: Digital Art Creator’s Notes: Thank you to my amazing support crew P, K, J and E - I could not have done this without you! And to the massively talented Phantasmagoria, TYSM for creating five gorgeous images to go with this story.

( Come As You Are )

Oh, things definitely get pretty serious, and um, more than serious! And maybe even a little messy lol!!!

Very enjoyable!

Potter’s Chocolate Frog Card

Title: (sex) Toys are a Guy’s Best Friend Creator: Anonymous Prompt:#241 Muggle Theme: Muggle Sex Shop Owner Draco Rating: Explicit Warnings/Content Notes: Porn What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Fluff and Smut, Sex Toys, Blow Jobs, Masturbation, Horny Harry Potter Summary: Harry learns sometimes great things come in unexpected packages. Word Count: 3797 Creator’s Notes: Thank you Karo for your help reading this through! I love you and my work is always better because of your support.

( (sex) Toys are a Guy’s Best Friend )

Harry also learns that sometimes things are are very lifelike LOL! OH YEAH!

just a lil nap wip