hi i was wondering if you make another drarry fic rec? i read all the ones you rec and would love more
sure, darling! here you go! some of these are quite smutty so just heads up
Timing is Everything by fleetofshippyships
Harry soon finds his piercing is good for throwing Malfoy off-balance, and shamelessly uses it at every opportunity to torment him. Malfoy pointing out that Harry’s taunting is actually flirting should have put a stop to it. Instead, Harry only becomes more determined to get a reaction, and goes to greater lengths to get one.
I’ll Tell You A Secret (Just Don’t Tell) by nerakrose
Harry and Draco are living a fairly normal life with a fairly normal relationship, except for the part where it’s, well, secret.
A Portrait of the Artist by firethesound
When Harry Potter, reclusive artist, finally agrees to an interview, Draco can hardly believe that he’ll be the one to do it.
Hermione’s Hogwarts Crammed for Delinquents on the Run by waspabi
‘You’re a wizard, Harry’ is easier to hear from a half-giant when you’re eleven, rather than from some kids on a tube platform when you’re seventeen and late for work.
The Destiny You Sold by tryslora
In which Draco knits, Harry makes wands, and things get very tangled up between them.
Don’t Blame It On Me (It Was All A Blur Last Night) by nerakrose
“Stop moving, Potter,” Malfoy mumbled from where his head was buried under a pillow. “You’re disturbing my hangover. Also, why are you still here?”“This is my hotel room,” Harry told him.
Such Great Heights by softlyforgotten
Draco Malfoy, wide-eyed and pale and in a decidedly ragged shirt, was crouched next to the pile of whatever the dragon had been eating. Harry threw himself to a halt and yelled, “Merlin, how many times do I have to save your life?”
Any Instrument by dicta_contrion
Draco Malfoy wouldn’t go back to England for anything less than an exceptional case. Being asked to figure out why Harry Potter can’t control his magic might be exceptional enough to qualify.
“No,” Harry said, by way of greeting. Malfoy’s blonde head rose slowly, carelessly. “Get out.”“I feel as though we’ve already established this, Potter,” Malfoy responded. “And I feel that what we established was that you telling me to get out of places really doesn’t make me more likely to vacate them.”
Headlights in the Snow by Saras_Girl
What’s big and purple and smells like tea? Harry is about to find out.
Matchmaker Matchmaker by firethesound
Sometimes, Harry can’t help but wonder why such strange shit always happens to him.
Three Boxes and a Scrapbook by dracogotgame
One year after being accidentally bonded to each other, Harry and Draco are free to move on with their lives. But perhaps, what they needed was here all along.
Make Me a Headline (I Want to be that Bold) by dicta_contrion
Draco never expected to see Harry doing that again. Especially with someone else, in a grainy photograph that’s landed on his desk one Monday morning.
Incongruent by agentmoppet
The war has left its mark on everyone. The Ministry, as usual, is only too happy to take advantage. But Harry won’t let them destroy his home, no matter what he has to do to stop them. And no matter if a certain Draco Malfoy insists on getting him off track.
Earthbound Spook by cest_what
Two months after Draco Malfoy was reported dead, Harry and Ron found him tangled in Strangler Ivy on the grounds of Hogwarts.
such a softer sin by thoughtswhilstdrinkingtea
After Draco meets Harry Potter, he’s left with two tattoos, one on each wrist.One for a soul mate, one for his enemy.He’s never known any one else who has the same name on both wrists.
Only for the Lucky by SunseticMonster
Things seem to be going well for Draco Malfoy after the war. He’s working as a professor at Hogwarts and makes the papers all the time for his charitable contribution to Muggle causes.But when Malfoy is rushed into St Mungos hospital for a psychotic break, Healer Harry Potter realizes that Malfoy’s success is not all what it seems and sometimes luck can have more than one meaning.
Rembrandt’s phrase in describing his painting: “Die meeste ende di naetureelste beweechgelickhijt”, can be translated as greatest, most natural movement (emotion or motive).
The Pure and Simple Truth by lettered
Harry, Draco, and Hermione go to a pub. Harry, Draco, and Pansy go to a pub. Harry, Draco, Pansy, and Hermione go to a pub. Harry, Draco, Hermione and Ron go to a pub. Harry, Draco, Hermione, Ron, and Pansy―you guessed it―go to a pub. I could go on. In fact, I did. Harry, Draco, Hermione, Pansy, Ron, Blaise, Luna, Goyle, Neville, and Theodore Nott go to a pub. In various combinations.
[i apologize if anything looks weird i did this on mobile with bare coding so if anything looks out of place i blame that ahdhdj]
thanks to @hunsets for feeding my drarry fic addiction ajshjdfn
