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Summary: Harry and Draco walk into The Thirteenth Stone Lithomancy Store looking for advice for the future of their relationship.
The door bell rang, and I looked up from the counter as the door opened. Of course, I knew this was going to happen. A Seer knows everything that is about to happen. But not always the exact details.
ââŠneed to, Love,â Harry Potter had said.
Another man walked through the door. The Malfoy heir. I raised an eyebrow. Even though I was blessed with the Sight, it is limited. I was not aware that The Saviour and the Malfoy heir were involved. Interesting. I will have to go to the back and check my crystal ball as soon as the high-profile-kept-low couple leaves the shop.
âYes, Harry; we do. How do you expect me to make such an important decision without consulting, first?â
I watch as Harry Potter puts back the crystal heâd picked up. I was not surprised to see him pick an Obsidian. It is a well known fact that the Boy Who Lived had the tendency to attract negativity to himself, and my Sight had guided me, years ago, to know that this boy needed help finding his true self after not being allowed to discover himself.
The energies never lie.
âI donât. I just donât think that consulting cards is the way to go. Youâre supposed to be consulting me. Weâre supposed to make this decision together â â
âI consulted with you. But in order to make up my mind, I need to consult someone who possesses the Sight, as well. We canât leave something as significant as this to our simple minds.â
âYour mind might be simple,â Harry Potter muttered under his breath, but I heard him.
The Malfoy heir had apparently heard him too. âWhat was that?â
I had to agree with Malfoyâs suspicion. Harry Potter was a wise man. Everyone knew that. But it seemed that when it came to the Sight and the flow of energy, he was no better than an ignorant Muggle. It was quite clear that the Malfoy heirâs mind was quite the opposite of simple. It seemed that it was Potterâs mind that was simple.
I held back a scowl, and, instead, wore my kindest smile. âHello there. How may I help you?â
The boys looked at me. I knew they were barely aware of my presence, and my good manners had indicated that I should not have interfered in what was obviously an important and private conversation. But my Sight had clued me that the conversation was heading towards an argument â and arguments are bad for business.
A Seerâs got to eat, too, after all.
âWeâre just heading out â â
âYes, please, thank you. I need a reading, please.â
I could see the frustration on Harry Potterâs face before it appeared in his features. I turned my attention to the Malfoy heir. âGladly. What kind of reading would you like, sir?â
âDraco â we have to be careful, make sure to keep our secret safe!â
âHarry, stop worrying! Seers are bound by Confidentiality Spell.â
I didnât need to look to see Harry Potter rolling his eyes and turning from us. At the corner of my eye, I saw him picking up a bag of specialty tea leaves. I turned my full attention to the Malfoy heir. âThat is very correct,â I said with a smile. âWhat reading can I do for you, my dear boys?â
I watched as the Malfoy heir glanced at Harry Potter, then took a deep breath. This type of behaviour is not foreign to me. I remained silent, letting him have as much time as he needed to let the words out.
âI would like to have a reading to tell me if we should get married now, or if itâs better to wait until we decide to go public about our relationship,â he said, finally.
I felt that my Sights has failed me â or perhaps it was I who failed the Sight. Out of all the possibilities I Saw, I did not even consider that they were considering marriage.
I gathered myself. âOf course, of course,â I said, and summoned my cards.
The reading was unequivocal. âIf you so wish it, boys, you should get married right away.â
Idk why but your Draco art reminds me of Double Trouble from She-ra (idk if you've watched the show, but dt is a nonbinary shapeshifter with very great morals. They're fun, and dramatic, very into theatre. So I get a lot of those vibes from your Draco)
YEEEEEEESSSS!!!! I can totally get why you would get that vibe, they are definitely the same theatrical breed as my dracođ€Ł
Sooo much love for Double Trouble, they carry She-ra imo. Then again I'm a sucker for those morally grey characters đđ
So I can absolutely see why you would pair DT and Draco in the same boatđ€
(Plus an excuse to put him in a skin-tight bodysuit? Yes pleaaaaaseđłđ)
letâs settle this shit but do NOT reblog if youâre gonna be modest about it like a little BITCH. anyway privilege check tell me which ones apply to you: hot, funny, can dance, can do math, can spell, can drive, can cook
Man I hate when these purity kids try to take down ao3 because ao3 is about sharing and choices. You get to CHOOSE what you are comfortable with! A true safe place is about informed choices, not guidance designed to keep you ignorant.
I am very much against any philosophy whose reasoning is âsometimes people make bad choicesâ and the solution is âso we should take their choices away.â
Harry and Draco get drunk-married in Vegas. The following morning, when they wake up naked and hungover in the same bed, Draco thinks everything is over. Luckily, Harry won't let him run away and pretend this never happened.
Excerpt:
Merlin, why had Draco been so reluctant to come to Vegas? Everything was alright. In fact, everything was perfect. Heâd long lost count of the shots of whiskey heâd gulped down, and he was sitting on a comfortable stool at the club bar laughing his arse off watching Ginny sing Rihannaâs Umbrella from atop Blaiseâs shoulders in the middle of the dance floor.
âIâm going to marry that woman,â Pansy declared, and Draco wheezed. He leaned heavily into her, eyes closed in drunken bliss.
âAnd Iâm going to marry Harry,â he proclaimed. âHa! Marry Harry. Marry⊠Harry. It rhymes if you say Harry with an American accent. Marry Harry.â He giggled madly. How had this never occurred to him?!
âI love it when you say my name,â a contented, deep voice said right by his side, and a shiver of pure want ran through Draco.
He straightened and looked right into Harryâs eyes.
âI thought you were Pansy,â he blabbered.
Harry silently pointed at the dance floor, where Pansy was striding toward Blaise and Ginny, brushing her hair with nervous fingers.
âOh.â
âLooks like sheâs planning on going through with it,â Harry slurred.
Draco blinked. âHuh?â
âMarrying Ginny.â
âOh. Yeah. She should,â he said. âTheyâre meant for one another. Theyâre both soâŠâ
He lost track of his own thoughts, and his mind wandered, getting lost in the way the lights at the club became blurry at the corners of his vision.
Hello~ There has been a slight change in schedule of posting for ko-fi slots only for the current origami project! I'll be posting the origami for these slots as and when I finish them. I'm hoping to spread them out up until end June or max early/mid July, depending. The origami book slots will still be going up one a day from 12-21 August đ Please message me if you have any questions.
First up, we have a gift for @rei382 from the lovely @ladderofyears, for Raye's fic The Taste of Love. Please click on the image for better quality!
Image description: an origami ice cream cone, folded using ivory paper for the cone, and dark pink and light pink papers for the ice cream scoops
The ice cream is in reference to the fic's theme where Draco and Harry go to buy their first scoop of the summer season. The pink colours are in reference to their love đ„° This fluffy fic will melt your heart! Read on to find which flavour the two eventually choose, after much deliberation for the perfect scoop:
The Taste of Love by @rei382 (G, 1297)
Draco was having hard time choosing the flavour of the first ice-cream scoop of the season.
Ah! This is absolutely beautiful, thank you do much to the wonderful @crazybutgood for this perfect art. I could eat that ice cream myself. đŠ You're really gone above and beyond.
@rei382 you are a terrific writer and a much loved part of the community. It wouldn't be the same without you.
Please give The Taste Of Love a chance, it is a really great fic. â€â€â€
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH THIS IS THE SWEETEST THING EVER!!!! Look at this gorgeous origami ice-cream!!! It looks delicious even though I know its paper đ€€đ€€đ€€
This was such an amazing surprise!!! I woke up to the notification and was so overwhelmed with how happy it made me that I had to tell my therapist about it lol donât judge me ok?
@ladderofyearsâ THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU for being the most amazing friend!!!!! I appreciate you like you have no idea <3
@crazybutgoodâ you are INCREDIBLY skilled at origami!! all your stuff are always so stunning <3 <3
And also, if I may say so myself... do go and enjoy my fic :P I enjoyed writing that silly little fic so much. I hope anyone who reads it will enjoy it just as much as I enjoyed writing it~
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter
Additional Tags: Post-Canon, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Fluff, Marriage Proposal, Slice of Life, Established Relationship, Draco is being his dramatic self, He's very lucky Harry loves him so much
Summary:
On March 29th, 2014 England made same sex marriage legal. Reading the news had got Harry thinking.
Prompt: âThe Queenâs Gambitâ, 2020, Series
Prompted by: @Fantalf
Artist: Anonymous
Word Count: 10,267 words
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: None
Notes: Firstly, of course, major shoutout to the mods for hosting this incredible fest, and for all the encouragement. Y'all are wonderful!
Next, thank you to Fantalf for this amazing prompt! I had so much fun with this! I saw the words âQueenâs Gambitâ and got carried away by the idea of a Rivals to Lovers fic, and this is the result. I hope I havenât deviated too much from what youâd initially envisioned, and I hope you like reading this as much as I enjoyed working on it!
To say that it took a village for me to turn this into some semblance of a story would be an understatement. Huge thanks to R and H for sticking with me through the beginning of this fic, when it was just a couple of scenes and half an idea, and helping me turn it into something that makes sense. Another huge thanks to V for patiently going through the entire thing and helping me work on those extra elements that really fleshed the story out. Another big thanks to N for taking a look at the fic on such short notice and helping me fine-tune the details that made such a huge difference on the final product. Finally, huge thanks to M and K for taking a final pass at the fic, helping me with those pesky bits that Iâd missed, and making sure it flowed okay. To all of my betas, I could not have completed this fic without your support and amazing feedback. Thank you all!
Summary: âWould you like to play some chess?â Harry asks, eyes fixed firmly on the horizon, feet dangling over the sapphire sea. He leans back on his hands, palms face-down, hair flying in the wind, and he is beautiful like this, Draco thinks. The way he seems to belong to this place, barefoot, tanned, like an island boy come home to roost.
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They were rivals, and they were lovers, and they were the greatest chess players of their generation. Exactly in that order.
Read it now on AO3.
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Draco couldnât remember the last time he felt this safe. Itâs probably been years: since the Dark Lord decided to reside in his home, since his family was forced to flee, since he was bullied when he dared returning to Hogwarts.
Draco Malfoy, who is yet to shed some light on his unexpected career choice, seems unfazed by those rumours. However, whether the reason for his indifference is extraordinary courage or his well-known connections to the Dark Forces during the Second Wizarding War, remains unknown.
The unlikely transfer has been widely commented upon by the wizarding society, especially due to to the fact Mr Malfoy will be playing shoulder to shoulder with the Chosen One, War Hero, and the Falconsâ star Seeker, Harry Potter (aged 25). Mr Potter has turned down our offer of an interview on the pairâs turbulent past and their obvious animosity over the course of their education in the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Our informant, who was present at the Falconsâ first practice with Malfoy, claims the two men were seen arguing on the pitch and had to be separated by their teammates.
The Falconsâ press spokesperson has refused to disclose the sum of gold for which the contract with Draco Malfoy has been signed.
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Read the rest of the press snippets -Â The Falmouth Falcons Conundrum
psst, hey. @shealwaysreads is the best beta and overall person on this hellsite. And in Britain, probably.
