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dodger | she/her | 18+ | unfortunately I don’t remember a lot of 2023–2025 because I lost all the iron in my body | Drarry

[dodgerkedavra]

the things you loved

for the @drarrymicrofic song prompt You’re So Vain by Carly Simon

The Manor won’t let Draco sell it. Everything inside, he gives away, favourites first. Harry finds Draco crying over a book. What’s it about? he asks. In time and with water, everything changes, Draco answers. You can’t give me away, you know, Harry says. Might as well keep the rest.

Note: Draco is crying over the Codex Leicester by Leonardo da Vinci (worth crying over, TBH)

[dodgerkedavra]

due measure

for the @drarrymicrofic prompt modesty

Draco’s the best-curse breaker. He’s got the most precise enchantments. Compared to Draco’s clothes, Harry wears rags. Takes Harry years to realise something’s missing. Then Draco says well, my husband and all the empty spaces fill in: after the war, Draco never brags about anything he thinks he can’t keep.

[dodgerkedavra]

bound

for the @drarrymicrofic prompt bound

They try to undo it for seven years. Harry seizes mid-Port and gets banned. Draco wards himself inside and comes to with torn fingernails. Harry disappears for days. Sorry, he says, heaving up blood on Draco’s doorstep. Can’t stop. Loving you, I mean. They quit trying and get married instead.

[dodgerkedavra]

curse-breaking

for the @drarrymicrofic prompt butt

Harry was less scared when he was dead. He could move at King’s Cross. Talk. Decide.

Inside this curse? Nothing.

Draco materialises in Harry’s mind, grip solid on Harry’s jacket.

“It will hurt,” Draco says. “But you’ll be out.”

Harry blinks. All he’s got.

Draco pulls Harry close, then shoves.

[othellho]

Ingram, John Henry, Flora Symbolica: The language and sentiment of flowers, (London: 1869).

[dodgerkedavra]

astra inclinant

for the @drarrymicrofic prompt incline

“What the bollocksing fuck.” Harry stares at the orb, sweating in his curse-breaking jacket. “They want us to not be partners? Over this? What does reaching completion even—”

Draco slaps the orb off the desk. It shatters on the floor. 

“We’ve fulfilled that prophecy many times over,” Draco says. “Pub?”

[ominous-signs]

A french one a friend sent me, we send each other pictures of doors for.... reasons.

The direct translation is "door out of use" and "just like us all", but the french word for "out of use" also means "doomed". So it would be something like "door doomed, just like us all".

Official ominous sign

[certified-door-posts]

certified door post

[dodgerkedavra]

charm

for the @drarrymicrofic prompt charm

“Listen, mate,” Weasley says in an infuriating Healer tone. "With a bond like this one—”

“Bring him here, or I'll use an Unforgivable on you. I’ll enjoy it.”

“Draco, I know—”

“Expecto fucking Patronum.” A silver-white phoenix bursts from Draco’s wand. “His is a dragon, you twat. Bring him back.”

[dodgerkedavra]

go

for the @drarrymicrofic prompt hesitate

When Draco says Hello. Hogwarts, too? Harry says yes.

When Draco says You need not believe me, Potter, but I’m sorry Harry says me too.

When Draco shouts jump from the other side of the curse-chasm, Harry says nothing and leaps.

Yes, Harry says, at the sight of the ring.

[dodgerkedavra]

After Effects of Crucio

for the @drarrymicrofic prompt survive

Draco doesn’t go to Azkaban by virtue of being too broken to stand trial. To stand at all, really. St Mungo’s is an eggshell blur, splitting pain in his spine, aftershock upon aftershock upon aftershock upon—

The white becomes a teacup. A warm hand supports Draco’s head.

“Here,” Potter says.

[dodgerkedavra]

how to tell

for the @drarrymicrofic prompt dream

“Have you got the time?” Draco asks.

The clock hands spin and spin. Harry’s Tempus dissolves into squiggles. So, no.

“It’s rather bright,” Draco comments.

It is, it’s horrible, but the switch does nothing, same as Nox. So, no.

“Are we married?” Draco murmurs.

Blankets, pillows, wedding band: Harry’s awake.

[dodgerkedavra]

tremble

for the @drarrymicrofic prompt tremble

Dear Ron,

Don’t be cross, can’t make it to the Burrow. Everything’s fine!!! Had aaaaaaaa big huge thick a thing come up at the last mo, total bollocks how that’s happening fuck fuck how that happens. I’m going to com Sorry I can’t come, give your mum my hello !

Har

[11no1ideas11]

[valushk4]

Secret Relationship!! Pt1

[valushk4]

FINAL PART!!

[dodgerkedavra]

Microfic May 2026: Week 4

Inflection

Betrayal

Hullaballoo

Equanimity

Penchant

Luminescence

Nomad

Petrichor

Card 3 for Microfic May, my final card (!!), is done! Better slightly late than never 🙃

Read Doors on AO3

[dodgerkedavra]

thirty-two

for the @microficmay prompt petrichor

The first rain in weeks patters outside the open window. Harry sprawls, sleep-warm, heavy. He’s dreaming of Draco in the garden: a wordless I love you.

Toffee, their owl, rattles at the sill with the Prophet.

Harry stirs. “You leaving?”

“No, darling.” Draco gathers Harry in. “I’m only waking up.”

Read Doors on AO3

[dodgerkedavra]

thirty-one

for the @microficmay prompt nomad

Love is a challenge to Harry, like everything else.

He does his level best to break it before it can get broken or stolen or killed. 

But Draco has seen Harry’s dreams. The ribbon was never incongruent. It was an addition. Someone unyielding, but soft.

Draco has practiced for that.