#draco potter

[jasontoddscrowbars]

A Doms Perfect Pillow

Eighth year Drarry where they share a room and Harry makes Draco wait for him until he knows he’s ready.

Been working on this a few days. Was originally just gunna be Draco in a rock band shirt vibing but somehow Harry always ends up between his legs….

Anyways here’s some of the steps

[panevanbuckley]

on my knees pleading for some healer draco drarry fic recs under 100k with minimal angst please i beg

[ace-t-fic]

The things you account for when marrying a Malfoy

Draco: How are you so calm? What's wrong with you?!

Harry: Well, it was a matter of when not if...

Draco: *stressed*... What?

Harry: Before I purposed, we actually sat down to brainstorm what to do when this situation arises-

Draco: Salazar Harry, I didn't kill them!!

[icanbeyourmoonagedaydream]

i dont give a shit about what it's about, how long it is or even if it was their other hogwarts years combined or after hogwarts aswell, i will eat up any and all eighth year drarry fic

[klinefelterrible]

@k-kizkhalifa had an idea to write a drarry au where Harry and Draco are hitmen / hitwizards so I offered my thoughts on that idea. This one is for you, Kiz.

Let’s set the scene: Harry, wearing black wizard robe on a Muggle spec ops uniform, is seen walking down a hall in some posh Muggle manor. His boots make no sound at all, his wand in his hand enlightens the hall. Right to his right there is Draco Malfoy, his long white hair freely flowing down his shoulders, his eyes in a black, rather hot makeup. He walks the same hall making so much noise as his very high heeled boots squeak and clack. He wears a tight black spandex overalls and holds a Sig Sauer P226 with a silencer, his nails rather long and shiny black. They move together towards the broken terrace window to see the victim.

Harry: how many times have I asked you why would you stick to this Muggle gun that you use wrongly?

Draco: *holding a gun with a silencer* I know exactly how to use it, thank you very much

Harry: it has a silencer

Harry: for making it all silent

Draco: it’s not my fault he heard us!

Harry: it is your fault he heard us, you’re wearing high heels again!

Draco: THAT IS NOT THE POINT HERE

Harry: OH YEAH? THEN TELL ME WHAT IS?!

Draco: we were supposed to shoot him and he felt from the balcony window

Harry: he ran there because he heard you!

Draco: why didn’t you petrify him?

Harry: I couldn-

Harry: let’s drop it, we both make mistakes

Draco: at least you can admit it

Harry: honey, just put a whole magazine into him and let’s get outta here

Draco: what about this garden sculpture of an old man with a pitchfork that sticks from his back?

Harry: that’s Poseidon, god of oceans

Harry: shoot him ten times in the face and noone will notice the trident

Draco: *shooting the dead guy’s face* the what?

Harry: the trident

Draco: huh?

Harry: *rolls eyes* the pitchfork

Draco: oh, yes, this

Draco: *resumes shooting the dead guy’s head*

Harry: now let’s get outta here

Draco: not so fast, Potter

Harry: what now

Draco: I AM IN HEELS IN CASE YOU HAVEN’T NOTICED

Harry: I told you that this is not a good way to dress if we wanna be wizard hitmen

Draco: we look like a weirdo and a sweet little girl

Harry: I don’t look like a sweet little girl

Draco: you’re an ass, Potter

Harry: now come on! I think cops will be here any minute

Draco: how come we cannot obliviate them?

Harry: it’s impolite

Draco: and killing and shooting people is polite?

Harry: I DO NOT MAKE THE RULES!

Harry: are you coming or not

Draco: I’m doing the best I can in these heels

Harry: you’re looking great, by the way

Draco: I know

Harry: I’m driving

Draco: I am literally sitting in the passenger seat

Harry: good

Harry: you know your place

Harry: like a good girl

Draco: I can’t decide if I hate you now hard enough to smack you

Harry: do you love me enough to kiss my dick?

Draco: I will bite you

Harry: OH SHIT THE COPS!

Policeman: license and registration please

Policeman: what are you doing here?

Draco: what is it with police officers that every time my husband and I want to go to the woods and have a little suckie-dickie, you guys stop us?

Policeman: huh

Harry: please don’t mind my husband, he gets a little frustrated with fuel prices and his job and this is how we

Policeman: oh just drive away

Policeman: this is a posh neighbourhood, a dog barks louder and they call us

Policeman: I’m sorry ma’am, sir, sir, I mean… yeah

Policeman: just please don’t stop here anymore as these people are crazy

Policeman: try Denton woods, it’s a common spot for people who want a quiet place to… uh, you know

Policeman: *wink wink* a quiet place

Harry: thank you, officer!

Draco: whew

Harry: that was close

Draco: I almost got excited

Harry: well

Draco: don’t push it and drive us to Denton Woods

Harry: yes ma’am

[girl-in-greens]

drarry professor au where they bicker so much that no one knows that they’re dating. but one year kids get their schedules and see that professor potter is teaching potions and DADA. and they’re like ??? so they get to hogwarts and see draco and harry sitting in their normal spots at the professors table. and they’re like wtf?? professor malfoy was never on the schedule. they go to potions the next day and see professor malfoy and they are like what the bloody hell. and some kid speaks up about it and says “professor malfoy?” and draco doesn’t respond. so a bunch of kids are all yelling trying to get his attention. till harry walks in and says “potter” and draco turns around. and they all sit there like :0

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