#author: dysonrules

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy Additional Tags: Romance, Dating, Blind Date, Mistaken Identity Summary:

Harry was perfectly happy with his life until Hermione decided to set him up on a blind date.

Excerpt:

"Are you saying you want us to pretend to be a couple so that I can deal with the hatred and Howlers and vitriol from your disappointed fanbase?"

"That's not exactly how I would put it—" Harry began.

"What's in it for me?" Malfoy asked. "Besides the fact that dating the mighty Saviour will potentially improve my vilified image? Except the part where people will assume I've put you under the Imperius Curse, or drugged you, or invented some dark spell with which to enthral you."

"What do you want?" Harry asked, knowing Malfoy was right. A spear of doubt pierced his momentary hope.

Malfoy seemed to consider the question, and he took a long sip of wine while Harry waited. He resisted the urge to drum his fingers on the table, and instead plucked at the seam of his jeans where it bunched near his kneecap.

"I will let you know," Malfoy said finally. "We pretend to date, pose as a happy, albeit deranged, couple, have our photos plastered in the papers, deal with the hate mail, and then stage a spectacular breakup. Is that what you had in mind?"

"Um… basically, yes," Harry said.

"Very well. I'm in. We will discuss my price later."

"Will I be able to afford this price?" Harry asked, slightly panicked.

Malfoy smirked. "We will see, won't we?" He lifted his glass. "To our new partnership."

Harry lifted his glass of mostly melted ice and alcohol residue. He allowed Malfoy to clink the glasses together. "To our partnership," Harry said and drank, feeling as if he had just made a deal with some terrible god of the underworld.

"I will send you an owl," Malfoy said and got to his feet. This time, Harry let him leave.

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OMG THEY WERE FAKE BOYFRIENDS! 😮 Who doesn't love a fake dating fic? 💘

[dewitty1]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 18/18 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy Additional Tags: Wingfic, Wings Summary:

Draco is kidnapped and forced to make a choice between taking his own life or becoming something less than human. Of course, he makes the right decision. Enter Harry, who discovers he has a bit of a thing for wings.

Excerpt:

Harry was dreaming. He had to be dreaming, because Draco Malfoy was kissing him. Malfoy was kissing him and his wings were folded around him like a pristine cloak, and only the fact that the scenario was a thousand times better than any dream gave him room for doubt.

Malfoy had been acting so normal—supercilious and demanding—that Harry had thought he meant to ignore the whole balcony kiss thing. And now this. This… utter brilliance.

He hardly dared to breathe as Malfoy’s lips skated over his, lightly at first, and then with more pressure, urging a response. Harry gave him one, curling his free hand around Malfoy’s waist to drag him closer before opening his mouth to give him access. Malfoy accepted the offering, dipping his tongue inside and sliding it into Harry’s sensitive areas until he thought his knees might buckle. He thought they might anyway, if Malfoy’s wings had not held him up.

When Malfoy finally stopped kissing him, Harry pulled back to stare at him with blurred vision. He thought it was an odd reaction to a kiss, even though it had been quite spectacular, and then he realized his glasses had gone askew.

Malfoy reached up to straighten them and Harry’s vision sharpened.

“Goodness, Potter. One snog and you look ready to faint.”

“I think I might,” Harry admitted breathlessly.

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[dewitty1]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 4/4 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy Summary:

When Draco Malfoy, wanted criminal, strolled into the Ministry to give himself up, he seemed destined for Azkaban until he offered to hand over information to avert an upcoming crime. Of course, he refused to divulge that knowledge to anyone but Harry Potter. 

Excerpt:

Something in his voice caused Draco to turn to him with a gentle smile. “Harry—”

Harry kissed him. Rational thought had deserted him and Draco’s heart wrenching tale, combined with his anxiety over the thought of Draco leaving, had triggered Harry’s impulsive instincts. Draco’s lips were soft and warm and after a slight intake of breath, he was still. 

Harry pressed harder, not quite feeling encouraged, but at least Draco hadn’t pushed him away. And he didn’t think he’d imagined Draco’s words the previous night, when he’d come back with takeaway. He was certain he’d heard Draco mention something about ’“seducing the Saviour” or some such thing.

He placed one hand on Draco’s chest and let his fingers splay open. Merlin, he’d never wanted anyone so badly. To his delight, Draco finally responded. Long fingers twisted in his hair and pulled him closer. Harry discovered that Draco’s previous kisses had been nothing but playful teases compared to the one laid upon him now. His tongue played at Harry’s lips and Harry eagerly let him in. His senses thrummed at the taste and feel of Draco and it was so much better than anything he’d imagined, especially when coupled with the fact that Harry was half-draped over him, pushing closer as if he wanted to crawl into Draco’s skin and take up residence.

Draco pulled away and Harry made a noise of protest. His fingers curled in Draco’s shirt. “Harry. Are you sure about this?”

Harry planted kisses on his mouth, over and over, and finally took Draco’s lower lip in a gentle bite before sucking on it. The action earned a groan from Draco and a shift in his position that pulled Harry more firmly against him.

“So sure,” he growled and then dove back in, tasting Draco more firmly and exploring his mouth until they were both gasping.

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ART: THE GAME CONTINUES

Author/Artist LJ Name: dysonrules Gift for: meglw0228 Prompt Number: #34 Title: The Game Continues Pairing(s): Harry/Draco Summary: When Harry decided to play Spin the Bottle, he had no idea he would end up blindfolded in a storage closet. Rating: PG Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters herein…

Title: The Game Continues

Author: dysonrules

Rating: PG

Length: 1128

Summary: When Harry decided to play Spin the Bottle, he had no idea he would end up blindfolded in a storage closet.

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Praxis

dysonrules @dysonrules

Chapters: 21/21 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Angst, Alternate Universe - Canon Summary:

When Draco succumbs to a terrifying illness, he is taken to the only man who has a chance of saving him. With Draco's arrival, Harry's self-imposed isolation comes to an abrupt end.

Excerpt:

Glass was everywhere. Vases of every sort, large and small, were displayed in corners and on every available surface, adorned with fresh flowers. Swirled glass bowls filled with fruit, gourds, coins, and quills rested near the vases. Delicate glass mobiles were suspended from the ceiling, artistically created of abstract spiral designs, or delicate, fantastical creatures.

“Dr Glass,” Draco said in wonder and then made a low whistle.

As if called, a man stepped from one of the doorways, snaring Draco’s attention immediately. He gaped in amazement.

“Luna? Back already?” the man asked. Draco recognized the voice immediately as the mysterious Dr Glass, but the body was beyond anything he had imagined.

Dripping wet, the man looked like a fucking Adonis. A blue towel concealed his private bits and much of his thighs, but exposed both hipbones and a tantalising trace of dark hair. Draco followed the line of hair upward, admiring the flat stomach, exquisite pectorals, and lickable nipples.

Unfortunately, the man’s face was completely concealed as he attempted to wrap a matching towel around his head, turban-fashion, but it seemed more inclined to turn him into a mummy. Strong-looking hands fought with the cloth, which drooped even more to hide one collarbone as well as his face.

The man froze. “Luna?” he asked again.

Draco started to speak, but the door opened, drawing his attention. Luna burst inside, obviously having run all the way back. She gasped and made a squeaking noise upon viewing the medi-wizard and Draco gladly turned back to admire the man once more, only to catch a glimpse of a broad back and what seemed to be a delectable arse before the door slammed shut behind him.

“Sorry!” Luna called. “Leaving now!”

She grabbed Draco’s arm and tried to tow him towards the fireplace, but he shook her off. “The man is obviously here and not as busy as he would have me believe.”

“He… doesn’t want to see you,” Luna said quietly.

The words were like a blow. Draco turned to her in surprise. “Why?”

“It’s complicated,” she replied, not meeting his eyes.

Draco’s lips thinned. “I see. Is it pure-blood prejudice, or the old Death Eater thing? Did one of my fucking relatives hurt or murder one of his relatives during the war? I’m good enough to heal in the name of altruism, but not good enough to speak to face to face?”

Luna gasped. “No! That’s not it at all, Draco!”

He sneered and walked to the fireplace. A gorgeous black and white glass bowl held the Floo Powder. Draco reached in and took a handful while absently noticing the complete lack of photographs on the mantle. Apparently Dr Glass had no friends or relatives. Beautiful and cold, like his name.

“Whatever,” Draco snapped. “Let’s just go. I want out of here.”

He tossed the Powder into the flames and stepped through.

[drarryberry-blog]

Harry wakes from a long slumber to find things terribly changed.

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Hermione buys Harry a journal and he ends up using it to record his DEEP THOUGHTS. Not surprisingly, those tend to mostly involve Draco Malfoy.

Author: dysonrules

Rating: M

Genre: Romance, Mystery, Humor, Angst

Era: Post-Hogwarts

Career: Auror!Harry, Unspeakable!Draco

Word Count: 14840

Notes: None

[drarrydraught]

When Harry submits his cock photo to a renowned Cock Critiquer and gets a terrible review, he decides to take a photography class to hopefully improve his skills.

Author: dysonrules

Rating: X

Genre: Humor, Romance

Era: Post-Hogwarts

Career: Columnist and Photographer!Draco

Word Count: 24260

Notes: None