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@ejcarpe
Hello i'm ej !
I'm a writer in the midst of a drarry fixation. Here's my AO3.
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Twin Flames – a dual POV fifth year story where Harry starts accidentally reading Draco's diary (sort of.) This fic is lowkey my pride and joy atm, so please tell me what you think! My Microfic Collection — every drarry microfic i've written!
The difference a few years can make <3
A little domestic sketch for today
modesty (46 words)
Maybe Harry expected gold, marble, half a castle, but Malfoy’s flat is just simple rooms blurring by. Then Malfoy shoves him onto a bed. “Give me a tour,” Harry blurts. Malfoy freezes, mouth kissed-red. “What?” “I want,” Harry pants. He wants to see, suddenly, urgently, everything.
prompt from @drarrymicrofic | my Drarry microfic collection on Ao3
excerpt from a much longer slowburn fic ~ Twin Flames
“–and would you believe that Chang is going out with Potter now?”
Draco choked on his tea. “Sorry—what?!”
“I know, right?!” said Pansy, leaning across the table. “I called that ages ago, of course, but I didn’t think she’d actually stoop so low.”
“Wait but…” Draco shook his head, trying to make sense of the words. Failing. “What are you saying?”
“Chang and Potter!” She said, “They’re dating.”
“No, they’re not.” Draco said immediately. They couldn’t be because Potter was…
Pansy let out a confused laugh. “What do you mean?”
At the sight of Pansy’s raised brow, Draco cleared his throat and forced an expression of nonchalance. “I mean, I heard they kissed once, like months ago, and it was unbearably awkward.”
Pansy gasped, her grin greedy. “Who on Earth did you hear that from?”
“Ravenclaws,” Draco lied. “I heard them gossiping about it.”
“Well, I’m not surprised. Potter is the most awkward person alive. I just saw them in the entrance hall, and he looked like such a pillock. As usual.” She laughed, then gave a shrug. “But I suppose Chang must like that sort of thing if she’s still going to Hogsmeade with him.”
Draco shook his head, trying to make sense of the misunderstanding. It had to be a misunderstanding. “Who’s going to Hogsmeade with whom?”
Pansy wore a confused smile, speaking slowly like she thought Draco might be stupid. “Potter is going with Chang.”
Draco shook his head again, unable to do much else. “Why would Potter go to Hogsmeade with her?”
“Erm…for Valentine’s Day, I imagine,” said Pansy pointedly, “you know…since they’re dating.”
“They’re not dating!” Draco exploded, indignant, loud enough that the few people in the Great Hall turned to stare at them for a moment.
“Draco, darling, are you feeling alright?” Pansy asked gently. “You’re being weird.”
Draco swallowed, a chill running through him. “No, I’m not.”
“You definitely are…” said Pansy. “Did you hit your head or something?”
“No—” Was it true? Draco was struck with a ferocious need to find out immediately. He looked up at Pansy suddenly. “Do you want to go to Hogsmeade?”
A raised brow. “With you?”
A clenched jaw. “Obviously.”
Pansy leaned close to whisper. “We broke up, darling, remember? You shouted; I slapped you. It was all very dramatic.”
“I meant as friends, you slag.” Draco rolled his eyes.
She pouted. “But it’s Valentine’s.”
“Well…” said Draco, “we never publicly broke up. So it could be a fake date, and I’ll buy you whatever you want. Deal?”
Pansy brightened at once, rushing him to finish his tea and get moving. Draco, for his part, walked to the village like he was heading to his execution. Potter and Chang — it seemed ridiculous on its surface. What did Potter see in her? His brain quickly supplied a list: she was beautiful, intelligent, and sweet. She was older; her hair was enviably shiny, and she was a passable seeker — for a Ravenclaw, at least. She was probably easy to get along with. Probably never made fun of his friends or his ugly glasses or his insane hair.
As they entered the village, the streets filled with lovely, happy couples, Pansy grabbed his hand, entwining their fingers. Draco barely felt it, but he couldn’t blame her for wanting to blend in. As they passed Madam Puddifoot’s, Draco held his breath, only to have it punched out of him at the sight of Potter and Chang sitting together over tea and macaroons. So that was that. And surprisingly, it wasn’t surprising. In fact, it was entirely expected, and that’s what hurt the most. Potter was always meant to be with someone like her; Draco had just been a blip, an accidental veer off the road. But while Draco had been wallowing and agonizing and, worst of all, hoping, Potter had course corrected — he was back on track now. And where did that leave Draco?
Pansy tugged at his hand, but he stayed rooted. Staring openly at the way Chang reached across the table and brushed their hands together, at the blush that slowly crossed Potter’s face.
“Draco? What are you—” Pansy started to say, following his gaze. She looked back at him, then back to Potter, then back again. Draco could almost hear the puzzle pieces slotting into place in her mind, but he couldn’t be bothered to do anything about it. His gaze was stuck on Potter, who hadn’t so much as glanced his way in two weeks. He waited for Pansy to gasp, to shove him, to call him an idiot with horrible taste. But she just squeezed his hand and tugged again, gently this time. “Draco, let’s go.”
@drarrymicrofic | 200 words | prompt: modesty
Pansy’s earned the mantle of best mate. There was no one else on Merlin’s green earth that would listen to Draco Malfoy prattle on and on – and fucking on – about Potter.
When they were 12-years-old, Mr Malfoy had bribed the Slytherin Quidditch team with broomsticks, just to stop Draco from whinging on and on about Harry bloody Potter’s broomstick.
Now they are 18, but it seems the passing of time has only made Draco’s affliction worse.
(But now Mr Malfoy is in Azkaban.)
Draco stares at Potter forlornly across the Great Hall to where Potter is smiling at Weasley – the hot, female one.
“Darling.” Pansy grasps Draco’s chin to force his gaze on her. Lowering her voice, she says, “Preserve your modesty. You are gawking.”
Flushing, Draco scoffs. “I don’t even want to know what you’re implying.”
“Dear Diary.” Pansy gestures with her fork and raises her voice “Potter has new glasses. He looked so dreamy testifying for me at the Ministry. Is he fucking the She-Weasel?”
“Quiet, you wench!” Draco yells, placing his hand over her mouth.
After taking a sip of tea, Draco returns to looking at Potter.
(What Draco doesn’t see is Potter looking away just in time.)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 19/? Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy & Theodore Nott Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Pansy Parkinson, Theodore Nott, Lucius Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Blaise Zabini, Cho Chang, Severus Snape, Dean Thomas, Michael Corner, Ginny Weasley, Minerva McGonagall, Albus Dumbledore, Dolores Umbridge, Sirius Black, Ron Weasley, Seamus Finnigan Additional Tags: Enemies to Lovers, Hogwarts Fifth Year, Angst, Secret Identity, Love Letters, Writer Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter is Obsessed with Draco Malfoy, Draco Malfoy is Bad at Feelings, Book 5: Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, Dumbledore's Army, The Dark Arts (Harry Potter), Gay Draco Malfoy, Demisexual Harry Potter, Slow Burn, POV Alternating, Occlumency (Harry Potter), Secret Relationship, First Kiss, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fluff and Angst, Romance Summary:
"That was the other thing that changed that summer. Without cause or reason, Draco sometimes found himself thinking vaguely about Potter. Of course, he’d thought about Potter before, in the sense of how much he hated him or how to hurt him or get under his skin. But now he just…thought about him. Just small things. His eyelashes, the way he’d looked in his dress robes. Naturally, Draco spoke of this to absolutely no one."
Draco Malfoy doesn't have feelings. But when he does, he purges them and burns all the evidence. Unbeknownst to him, though, his anonymous letters have been finding their way to Harry Potter, who feels a strange, undeniable connection with the mysterious writer.
how long does it take most people to finish a long fic? I've been posting my current fic of over a year and if i keep at my current pace, it'll probably be another year before i finish it 😭
pockets
@drarrymicrofic | 191 words | prompt: bound
Harry checks his pockets (for the tenth time this morning.) Keys, wallet, wand, and portkey. (Five minutes until it takes him to the Ministry, right into the Wizengamot, bypassing the reporters.)
In the other pocket is the vial of Snape’s memories (foggy, pulled from his own muddled head, as he already gave the originals to Kingsley. Still, can’t hurt to have a backup of the evidence.)
Lastly, Malfoy’s wand. (Eager to return to its owner. Leaving Harry a sad step parent. He runs his hand over the handle and shudders at the feel of it, cold sparks on his palm.)
“I don’t understand why you’re even bothering,” Ron grumbles (for the twentieth time this morning.) “Malfoy wouldn’t piss on you if you were on fire.”
Harry shivers, blinks too hard. (He was on fire, in a way. That day, at the Manor.) He manages to mutter, “I’d rather he not piss on me, to be fair.”
Ron rolls his eyes. “You know what I mean. You’re stressing out over nothing. Let the git follow his daddy to Azkaban, I say.”
(Four minutes until the portkey activates.) Harry checks his pockets again.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 18/? Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy & Theodore Nott Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Pansy Parkinson, Theodore Nott, Lucius Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Blaise Zabini, Cho Chang, Severus Snape, Dean Thomas, Michael Corner, Ginny Weasley, Minerva McGonagall, Albus Dumbledore, Dolores Umbridge, Sirius Black, Ron Weasley, Seamus Finnigan Additional Tags: Enemies to Lovers, Hogwarts Fifth Year, Angst, Secret Identity, Love Letters, Writer Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter is Obsessed with Draco Malfoy, Draco Malfoy is Bad at Feelings, Book 5: Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, Dumbledore's Army, The Dark Arts (Harry Potter), Gay Draco Malfoy, Demisexual Harry Potter, Slow Burn, POV Alternating, Occlumency (Harry Potter), Secret Relationship, First Kiss, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fluff and Angst, Romance Summary:
"That was the other thing that changed that summer. Without cause or reason, Draco sometimes found himself thinking vaguely about Potter. Of course, he’d thought about Potter before, in the sense of how much he hated him or how to hurt him or get under his skin. But now he just…thought about him. Just small things. His eyelashes, the way he’d looked in his dress robes. Naturally, Draco spoke of this to absolutely no one."
Draco Malfoy doesn't have feelings. But when he does, he purges them and burns all the evidence. Unbeknownst to him, though, his anonymous letters have been finding their way to Harry Potter, who feels a strange, undeniable connection with the mysterious writer.
"five months"
@drarrymicrofic | 226 words | prompt: grave Missed Halloween by 2 days but shhhh lets pretend
Godric’s Hollow. Halloween, 1998.
Five months of planning for this moment. Five months of throwing logs on the fire in his chest.
Four months locked in Azkaban had left him desperate but single-minded. In prison, Draco had met a wild-eyed old man who’d been arrested for the use of Dark Arts. Now, Draco muttered the incantation he’d learned from the man, held it in his mouth and repeated it like a mantra.
Three months of research, trading favors for Dark books he hunched over in his cell, convincing himself the plan was possible. The whole while, hope grew in his chest like mold.
Two months of bullshit with the Wizengamot. After rotting in a purgatory that felt more like Hell, he finally got his trial. It all blurred together: the Veritiserum interrogations, the mountain of names Draco gave up, the i’m ever so sorry, i’ll never touch the Dark Arts again, fingers crossed behind his back.
One month of freedom, but Draco was still chained — tied down by this life-debt, this pain he’d carried for the last five months. He spent thirty one days perfecting his spell, collecting corpses outside. A dead frog hopped across his desk; a dead bird flew in his garden.
St. Jerome's Graveyard. Halloween night. Five months since Harry Potter took his last breath.
Draco dropped to his knees and started digging.
the way you love
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charm (50 words)
Potter still doesn’t suit glasses, even the updated model. Draco tells him so. “You noticed.” Potter thinks he’s clever. He might think his smile is charming, too. It’s not. Draco says so. “Mhm.” Potter probably thinks he’s irresistable. Draco will inform him he absolutely isn’t. Once his mouth becomes available.
for non-casual Drarry enjoyer @yellowfork | prompt from @drarrymicrofic | my Drarry microfic collection on Ao3
Chapters: 17/? Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy & Theodore Nott Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Pansy Parkinson, Theodore Nott, Lucius Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Blaise Zabini, Cho Chang, Severus Snape, Dean Thomas, Michael Corner, Ginny Weasley, Minerva McGonagall, Albus Dumbledore, Dolores Umbridge, Sirius Black, Ron Weasley, Seamus Finnigan Additional Tags: Enemies to Lovers, Hogwarts Fifth Year, Angst, Secret Identity, Love Letters, Writer Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter is Obsessed with Draco Malfoy, Draco Malfoy is Bad at Feelings, Book 5: Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, Dumbledore's Army, The Dark Arts (Harry Potter), Gay Draco Malfoy, Demisexual Harry Potter, Slow Burn, POV Alternating, Occlumency (Harry Potter), Secret Relationship, First Kiss, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fluff and Angst Summary:
"That was the other thing that changed that summer. Without cause or reason, Draco sometimes found himself thinking vaguely about Potter. Of course, he’d thought about Potter before, in the sense of how much he hated him or how to hurt him or get under his skin. But now he just…thought about him. Just small things. His eyelashes, the way he’d looked in his dress robes. Naturally, Draco spoke of this to absolutely no one."
Draco Malfoy doesn't have feelings. But when he does, he purges them and burns all the evidence. Unbeknownst to him, though, his anonymous letters have been finding their way to Harry Potter, who feels a strange, undeniable connection with the mysterious writer.
The look of love
