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@drarrychristmas-blog
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Hey guys! So sorry, but it looks as though I will be unable to run the drarry christmas blog this year after all! I was recently promoted at work and have a lot of commitments right now, and real life comes first. So sorry! If you've already started working on something for the calendar, I'm sorry! Please go ahead and send it in and I'll still post it! Happy holidays, everyone!
And we're back!!!
It's the 2nd annual Drarry Advent Calendar! This year it's just me (slytherindrarry) running the show. So start getting creative with your drarry submissions! I will be accepting submissions that are holiday related up until November 25th! The advent calendar will go live on December 1st, revealing your work daily up until Christmas! Submit art, fanfiction, graphics, videos, songs, whatever else you can think of! I'll shoot you a message and let you know if you've been accepted! I can't wait to see what this year has in store!
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It was so much fun! I'm glad you enjoyed it! :)
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This has been so much fun!!! Thank you to all our followers, and to those who submitted work. And a special thank you to Chosenprat for helping me out along the way. I hope you all enjoyed this as much as I did! You can follow me for more drarry all year round at Slytherindrarry. Same goes for Chosenprat. You should also follow all those blogs that submitted their work! I'll post a master post of all the works submitted later today. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!
Submitted by Loserchildhotpants
Have a very Drarry Christmas!
Submitted by Short-girl-big-world
“Potter, what is this?” “What does it look like, Draco?” “A mess of yarn.” “No, it’s a jumper. You like jumpers, right?” “I like jumpers and this is not a jumper.” “It’s one that Mrs. Weasley made. See, there’s a big ‘D’ on the front.” “I don’t want it.” “Draco…” “I won’t wear it.” ...
Drarry Christmas at Hogwarts
Hogwarts was glowing all Christmas night, warm and full of soft, but celebratory, rumble. Harry had been composing himself for weeks, readying himself. He waited out most of the night anxiously, allowing Ron and Hermione to drink themselves into sleepy, content lust. It wasn’t long before they wanted to be left alone and Harry was all too eager to let them be. He swiped his wrapped gift from under his bed and then jet out of the Gryffindor common room, heading towards the dungeons. He bumped his way through crowds of classmates in the halls, all wishing him a merry holiday. He didn’t mean to seem rude, but he was all too aware that his bravery was dwindling as the night went on. He finally found Pansy Parkinson with a group of Slytherin girls and asked her for Malfoy’s whereabouts. She was visibly drunk and replied, “He’s in the library, but if you wanna fight on Christmas night, you can take it up with me,”
He shook his head, “No, I just need to talk to him —”
“Sure, Potter, but if I hear one complaint from him later, I’m coming after you,” She warned.
He waved her goodbye, running towards the library. He wondered to himself why Malfoy would be in the library on Christmas night. When he entered and saw the deserted, dimly lit hall, his mind answered him:
Because no one would be here.
He twisted his head around until he saw the shine of white-blonde hair. Moonlight leaking through the tall windows and casting milky spills all over the walls and tables had cloaked Draco. His black suit dramatized his pointed facial features, the shadows playing along his neck and face were long and strikingly dark against his typically pale skin. He approached slowly; his breath was heavily, but shallow from his running. The library was so quiet in contrast to the bustle of the halls and liveliness of the rest of the castle. He knew Malfoy was aware of him, but he didn’t look up from his notes. Harry allowed himself to calm for a moment. He couldn’t manage to stop the hammering of his heart, or the rushing of blood in his stomach and groin and face. His toes even tickled with anticipation; truly, the only thing he was able to do was catch his breath. His lungs felt stiff.
“Well?”
Harry jumped a bit, startled by the nonchalance of Draco’s deep voice. He sat down beside Malfoy and said,
“IbroughtyouthisIknowyouprobablywantedtobealonebutI—”
“Stop,” Malfoy interjected; making Harry go lightheaded with nerves, “Deep breath, then start from the beginning,”
Harry nodded, embarrassed, but too far along to stop. He exhaled deeply and repeated,
“I…I brought you this,”
He handed over a wrapped, long, thin box to Draco. His dexterous, spidery hands gracefully took the gift from Harry’s hand. He eyed it carefully.
“It’s nothing bad, I swear,”
Draco looked up at Harry from under his long, blonde lashes. Harry gulped audibly, furthering his embarrassment. Draco quirked a brow at him, then opened the card atop it. It was small and in sloppy hand-writing it read; “To Draco Malfoy – From Harry Potter.”
“I thought you’d be in the Great Hall, so I had put it under the Slytherin tree, but you weren’t there, so…”
He trailed off, studying Draco’s expression. His face was a cross of confused wonderment and cautious flattery. Harry wasn’t sure if Draco had heard him or not, but knew his blabbering was inconsequential. He felt strained, inwardly. All of his muscles were tight with anxiety but his stomach was loose with blush and butterflies. His toes curled in and out, nervously in his shoes as Draco opened the wrapping. He lifted the lid of the slim box to reveal his own wand. His eyes went wide and shot up to look at Harry. Harry felt himself turn heated and he struggled to keep his gaze with Draco. He eventually broke it, too nervous to keep it up.
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I really can’t stay – (Harry, it’s cold outside) I’ve got to go away – (Harry, it’s cold outside) This evening has been – (Been hoping that you’d Floo in) So very nice – (I’ll hold your hands, they’re cold as ice) Your mother will start to worry – (Handsome, what’s your hurry?)
“Happy Christmas, love!”
Harry groaned and rolled over in bed, trying to turn away from that obnoxious noise. He hated his boyfriend, he really did.
“Oh, come off it, Harry. It’s Christmas! Get up!” Draco persisted.
“Nooo…” Harry groaned, hiding underneath his pillow, then perked up when he...
Fractured Light - fanfic
Fractured Light
Happy Christmas, everyone!
Submitted by Mackiec
Hands - Drabble: Submitted by redwitch12
He always thought about Harry’s hands.
The fingers, blunted at the tips from genetics.
The nails ragged with lack of proper care.
The juxtaposition of his hand, as he held it.
Long fingers, a trademark Black gift.
Pale, from too much coddling them.
But strong now, with Harry’s around them.
Supported.
Loved.
Draco bent his head over their clasped hands and kissed the hand that had never touched him in anger, not even once; had smoothed his hair when Draco woke sweating from nightmares of Azkaban, and given Draco the worst and best Christmas of his life.
Harry’s still hands.
Draco and Harry dolls. I bought the bodies, then stitched eyes, mouth and scar, hand knotted the hair and knitted scarfs and sweaters, and cut and sewed the robes last. Each piece of clothing can be removed. Harry's glasses are made of wire. When I finished the work, I just had to take cuddly pics:) You can see them on deviantart (I'm kalyra80).
Submitted by kalyra80
Draco didn’t even know what the first day of Christmas was – or when, for that matter.
But someone did. Someone who left an apple with a note ribboned to it.
That someone also knew of ten more days of Christmas, each morning arriving with an apple that he’d never seen before and a few music...
