Summary: When Potter starts paying unusual amounts of attention to Draco as the holidays draw nearer, Draco can’t figure out where it’s coming from—possibly because he’s gone stupid from all the fantastic sex. But what happens when he finds out that there may be another motive behind Potter’s sudden interest?
Or: A fic in which Potter is hotter than Draco ever let himself admit, Draco didn’t fill out that fucking form, and Pansy may or may not lose all of her hair.
100,000 Galleons (ao3) - bixgirl1
E, 28k
Summary: When a weekend with Harry gets purchased at a Bachelor charity auction by Malfoy, he’s sure the trip is going to be filled with disaster.
And it is. It really is.
Just… maybe not in the ways he thought.
A Binding Magical Contract (ao3) - QueenieJinny
E, 17k
Summary: Harry wants Draco Malfoy. How far is he willing to go to fulfill his fantasy? Enter binding magical contract.
A Down and Out Christmas (ao3) - maraudersaffair
E, 20k
Summary: It’s Christmas and Draco and Scorpius have nowhere to go. Enter very sexy and very single Harry Potter.
Advantages of Foresight (ao3) - Zakaira
E, 44k
Summary: AU from 6th year. Gifted with psychic abilities, Draco sees that the path he is on, isn’t the one he wants to be on. He takes his future into his own hands, determined to change things. If he can’t beat Harry at their usual game, he’ll change the game to one Harry can’t help but fall for.
All Harry knows is that Draco has suddenly become ill and is suffering from some medical issues. He feels bad and just wants to help.
A Game Changer (ao3) - iamconstantlyfangirling
E, 20k
Summary: Gryffindor won the Quidditch game against Slytherin when Harry caught the snitch. Draco thinks Harry caught it unfairly and that Harry is a cheater so he decides to go “discuss” with Harry in the changing room. Let´s just say there was not a lot of talking going on.
Away Childish Things (ao3) - lettered
T, 153k
Summary: Harry gets de-aged. Malfoy has to help him.
Cauldron Full of Hot, Strong Love (ao3) - aibidil
E, 80k
Summary: In which a group of wizards’ rights activists goes on the offensive after a prohibition against love potions, forcing the magical world to confront the horror of magic’s role in sexual assault and the murky legal nature of consent. Ron, Hermione, Harry, and Draco are swept together to solve the case, and in the process they’re made to confront their own love and lust—with and without potions.
Summary: Harry is having some issues with a case, so Draco invites him over for some cocoa to take his mind off of it.
Dream Lover (ao3) - eeyore9990
E, 52k
Summary: When dreams become reality, will our favourite boys have the strength and courage to remain with each other despite the obstacles?
Eighteen Kisses (ao3) - tigersilver
T, 9k
Summary: Harry is being targeted by a very determined and wily Malfoy, a Malfoy with sly hands and a sweet, sweet mouth.
Expectant (ao3) - loveglowsinthedark
E, 62k
Summary: After he accidentally gets Malfoy pregnant on a drunken fuck at a club, Harry doesn’t anticipate that it’d be just as easy to fall in love with him.
Expecting (ao3) - bixgirl1
E, 9k
Summary: Running into Malfoy wasn’t a rare thing. But running into him coming out of the male pregnancy offices at St. Mungo’s was downright shocking.
Fireworks (ao3) - sara_holmes
E, 14k
Summary: Harry doesn’t want to hear anything Draco Malfoy has to say, but ignoring him and all the letters he sends probably isn’t the best idea he’s ever had, all things considered.
It’s Friday (I’m in Love) (ao3) - punk_rock_yuppie
Draco/Harry, Hermione/Ron, Hannah/Neville
E, 16k
Summary: At first, Draco only hangs out with them on Fridays after work; then he starts shagging Potter after pub nights. Then all the rest of the gang tries to befriend Draco and even worse, Potter tries to date him. It’s an absolute disaster, if you ask Draco.
Or, Draco and Harry fall in love over the course of several Fridays and some other days of the week.
let me see you stripped (down to the bone) (ao3) - lq_traintracks (lumosed_quill), traintracks
E, 24k
Summary:
“So,” Malfoy said. “Are you in? Or are you out?” He turned and looked at Harry squarely. Harry remembered the slow way Malfoy had slid his hand down his own stomach, into his pants – the outline of his long fingers gripping and stroking his own cock. The way his head had fallen back, exposing his pale throat. How he had owned them all. He took a deep breath. “I’m in,” he said.
Moonlit Revelations (ao3) - JulietsEmoPhase
T, 4k
Summary: When Harry returns for his Eighth Year at Hogwarts, he quickly suspects Draco Malfoy is up to something again.
Post Hogwarts, non-epilogue compliant. No smut.
Roses (ao3) - JulietsEmoPhase
E, 16k
Summary: Harry Potter has encountered Draco Malfoy numerous times so far during his Auror career, but on their first mission paired together events don’t exactly go to plan and they soon find themselves trapped together for a night.
Post-Hogwarts, non-epilogue compliant. Smut. Part 1 of 2 of the Dralentine’s Day Series.
Sleeping Dragon (ao3) - Omi_Ohmy
E, 20k
Summary: When Draco loses his memory, Harry struggles to recognise the man he loves. As they get to know each other again, can Harry overcome his sense of loss? And will Draco ever remember that he loves Harry?
Twist of Fate (ao3) - Oakstone730
T, 302k
Summary: Draco asks Harry to help him beat the Imperius curse during 4th year. The lessons turn into more than either expected. A story of redemption and forgiveness. Pairings: HP/DM (Slash) Timeframe: 1994-2002 Goblet to 4 yrs post-DH EWE Rating T for language, high angst, content.
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summary: hogwarts fight club mixed with some postwar ptsd and some bloodlust, emphasis on lust
word count: 3k
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Draco Malfoy’s lip was split open, his nose was dripping blood on his once-pristine tie, and his eyes were gleaming with a bloodlust Harry hadn’t seen in months. And, Harry thought, he had never looked better.
It was technically Ron’s idea to initiate Hogwarts’s first Fight Club. Having five brothers, he was used to disputes being settled with an arm wrestle or even a one-round pindown. So, when Ron and Dean were having a tiff over who got to eat the last blueberry scone at tea time, Ron suggested an arm wrestle. Winner takes the cake, literally. And, in that case, Ron took the cake. It was a simple affair, a one-and-done.
However, Seamus bet Ron that in any two out of three, his boyfriend would beat Ron’s ass. Ron, like a magical Marty McFly, could not withstand being called chicken and took the bet. The first bet started at one bronze knut. Of course, Hermione took care of the gambling mathematics, though she did so with plenty of disapproving glares at the boys. After Ron won his hard-earned knut, Neville challenged him and won Ron’s knut from there.
Susan Bones, at the Hufflepuff table, challenged Neville, but before Hermione could call the round (and, Hermione was judged to be the only person both smart enough and unbiased enough to be judge) Headmistress McGonagall shut the game down. Something about gambling or physical violence not being encouraged, Harry wasn’t really sure. He was sure that the last time all the houses had collaborated on something was for Dumbledore’s Army/ the war they had all been forced into.
So, when tea ended, Ron suggested everyone head up to the Room of Requirement to finish the Bones v. Longbottom stand-off. Everyone agreed, and when they found the room, there were bleachers and a wrestling ring waiting for them. Though Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors had come up to watch their respective champions, and a few curious Ravenclaws shuffled in, no Slytherins attended the first official match. Some people argued that they shouldn’t be invited at all, but Hermione lectured everyone with something boring about Germany after World War I, and either they understood or were too afraid to argue with her.
The next day, Malfoy showed up with Zabini. They stood in the back for all the matches, whispering to each other, and bet on nothing. Neither of them spoke to Harry, though Zabini gave him a polite nod on his way out.
One week, when there were few viewers left besides immediate friends of the fighters and, truthfully, even they had grown bored with the great sport of arm wrestling, someone suggested that they have “real” fights, though no one remembers who that was. Everyone In the room immediately shot down the idea, until Neville punched Ron (albeit, lightly) in the face, and Ron hit him back, and everyone was hooked. More people showed up, more money was bet, and more fun was had.
Harry was surprised with how fun the fighting was; he hadn’t lost a single match, though many had wanted to challenge the Chosen One. Beyond winning, though, it had been a long time since Harry did something for the fun of it - years, at least.
After a particularly good fight with Ginny, who didn’t hold punches like some of the others, Harry stepped outside the Room of Requirement for a breather only to see Malfoy leaning against the wall.
They stood quietly next to each other. Harry hadn’t talked to Malfoy since the war. The feud between them had seemingly fizzled out, and Harry didn’t know how to deal with Malfoy the person, rather than Malfoy the archenemy. Once you battle and kill the literal evilest person in the world, petty rivalries don’t seem so important.
“Do you enjoy beating up your friends?” Malfoy says stoically, unmoving from the wall.
Harry whips his head around to look at Malfoy, who seems nonchalant, but has tightly clenched, slightly shaking fists.
“It’s all in good fun.” Harry replies calmly, not matching Malfoy’s attitude. No one’s forcing him to be up here; Whatever problem he has, he can deal with on his own.
“Didn’t we all go through enough fighting?” Malfoy continues, “Aren’t you tired?”
Harry looks at Malfoy, really looks at him, for the first time since the war. He had dark circles under his eyes, and had lost weight in a way that made his cheeks look sunken in.
“Yeah, I am,” Harry replies, “But somehow, this helps. It’s… cathartic, in a way.”
Malfoy looked up at Harry, at first in confusion, then in determination. He grabbed Harry by the wrist, and pulled him back into the Room of Requirement.
“We’re next.” Malfoy announced to the room, which was met with complaints by those occupying the waiting list.
“We’re next.” Harry confirmed, to which the complainers promptly shut up.
Malfoy dropped Harry’s wrist, and then stood in the middle of the ring, looking somewhat lost. Harry followed him up and removed his outer robe, which Malfoy copied. While Harry was wearing a Gryffindor sweater to combat the winter chill, Malfoy was in his usual posh dress, vest and all.
“Do you know how to form a fist?” Harry asked, quietly. Malfoy shook his head, eyes faced towards the floor of the ring.
Harry took Malfoy’s left hand, but Malfoy immediately went stiff and shook his head.
The dark mark, Harry thought to himself.
Without saying a word, he takes Malfoy’s right hand, and pushes down all his fingers, and cages the front two in with his thumb. Malfoy copies this himself with his left hand, and Harry nods his approval.
“Ready?” Hermione calls, after collecting all the bets for the round. Both boys nod, and the room counts down from three. On one, neither boys move.
“Come on,” Harry says, with a hint of a smile, “You know you want t-”
And Malfoy’s fist comes down on Harry’s cheek, much harder than he expected. Harry looks at him in shock, and Malfoy just shrugs, a new grin on his face. Harry matches the grin, and goes for Malfoy’s solar plexus. They continue trading blows without stopping until their three minutes are up, and Hermione blows her whistle. Both boys are breathing hard, but neither of them have any visible damage. Malfoy looks exhilarated, but after a couple of seconds he runs out of the ring to the trash can that just appeared in the corner of the room, and releases the majority of his stomach contents.
“Looks like Harry wins,” Hermione says lightly, and cheers go up from around the room.
Harry just makes his way over to Malfoy, who is shaking slightly in the corner, but is otherwise okay.
“Give me a second, and I’ll shake your hand like a proper good sport.” Malfoy says good-naturedly.
“That’s okay, mate” Harry grins, “You’ll have a chance when I beat you again.”
Malfoy chuckles, but then retches again into the trash bin. Harry is hesitant, but he slides onto the floor next to Malfoy and rubs his back lightly. He tenses up at first, but then melts into Harry’s touch. They sit like that for the rest of the day’s matches.
Hermione schedules Harry in to fight Malfoy once a week. Their second fight goes pretty much the same as the first, with Malfoy excavating his guts as soon as the time is up.
“If you want to have a chance at beating me, you have to take care of yourself.” Harry says to Draco, sitting beside him once again.
“I do!” Malfoy says crossly, but this is such an obvious lie that Harry does not feel the need to point it out.
“Tomorrow. 6am, Forbidden Forest. I need a jogging partner.”
Malfoy looks like he wants to protest, but he just shrugs his shoulders. Harry sighs, but doesn’t leave Malfoy’s side.
Harry gets to the forest at 6, fully expecting Malfoy to no-show, but he’s already there, the tips of his nose and ears already showing pink.
Malfoy gives Harry a small smile, makes Harry’s stomach do this funny flip-flopping thing that he decidedly ignores.
They start jogging together down Harry’s usual trail, and they almost fall into silence when Harry starts to recount the story of Aragog to Malfoy. He’s a good listener, asking engaging questions and making the appropriate reactions to Harry’s story. He then tells his own story, of an awful detention served in the forest. The two boys trade stories like this for the entire run, and they almost can’t believe it when it’s time to head back to the school for breakfast. When they get to the Great Hall, Draco makes to go to the Slytherin table when Harry asks, “Stay with me?”
Draco looks hesitant, but nods in agreement, and Harry gives him a grateful smile. They head to the Gryffindor table, where Hermione looks at Harry approvingly, and Ron is too busy eating to notice anything amiss.
At first, he just sits there, taking in the Gryffindors’ conversations. Harry stares at Draco until he picks up the nearest thing, a blueberry muffin, and puts it on his plate. He continues to watch Draco, who looks Harry in the eyes for every single bite he takes. Once the last of the muffin is gone, Harry awards Draco with a quick side-squeeze of a hug. Draco wasn’t expecting that, but he leans into it.
“Hey, when did Malfoy get here?” Ron asks, mouth half full.
Harry and Draco look at each other, and break out into laughter - neither of them note it, but it’s the first time they laugh together.
The sixth fight is the first one that Draco gets through without getting sick. At the end, he looks out of breath and completely soaked with sweat, but he stands tall.
“I’m proud of you,” Harry murmurs in his ear, and Draco blushes deeply as Harry is declared the winner once again.
Every day, they jog together, they eat meals together, and they learn more about each other than they have in the past seven years.
Their eighth and last year at Hogwarts is more than two-thirds over, and not everyone handles it well. The Slytherins throw nightly ragers that blend into one another, the parties bleeding over into one another until they’re indistinguishable. After a class ends, there’s always an inevitable straggler who sits in the classroom, staring at the familiar walls and imprinting them to memory.
Harry and Draco sometimes stay in the Forbidden Forest long past when they’re done jogging, and talk about their plans for the future.
“You know, I always wanted to be a healer,” Draco reveals one day, leaning against Harry as they sit before their favorite oak tree.
“Healer Malfoy,” Harry tries the title out on his tongue, and Draco smiles, those smiles that have become less of a rarity and more habit.
Harry doesn’t know what he’ll do after Hogwarts. Of course, Hermione has her twenty year plan, and Ron would follow her anywhere. When it had been time to study for Owls and to pick a career path, Harry was sure he would die in service to the wizarding world, but mostly Dumbledore. Now that Dumbledore was gone, and the war definitively over, Harry wasn’t sure what to do with himself.
“You could become a Healer, with me!” Draco suggests one day, and Harry laughs at the idea. He never excelled at school, not really, not beyond what was expected, and he wouldn’t want to go into the career knowing he could be nothing more than average.
“You could stay here,” McGonagall suggests to him one day, but Harry knows that isn’t right either.
As Draco gets stronger, and the boys become more comfortable with one another, their fights become more brutal. They really let loose, their anger and frustration and confusion all coming out and being laid bare.
It’s the day of their last fight of the year, and they are the first to arrive at the Room of Requirement, just as they planned. They sit in the back of the empty bleachers, waiting.
“I guess this is it,” Harry says, somewhat awkwardly. He doesn’t know what to do. He never does, not when it counts.
Draco says nothing, and just sits there with Harry until the crowds appear. He’s been getting dangerously close to beating Harry, so the bets are more varied now, meaning more money for the winner.
Finally, the crowds arrive. Harry and Draco are the last fight of the day, and they watch the other matches together, still in silence.
“Talk to me, Draco,” Harry says almost pleadingly.
“I -” Draco swallows thickly. He doesn’t answer any further. He has that defensive sneer back on his face, the one he hasn’t shown since they were kids who had to be brave.
Harry doesn’t press him any further, but sneaks his hand into Draco’s when he’s sure everyone else is concentrating on the fight. Draco doesn’t hold Harry’s hand, not really, but he doesn’t let him go, either.
By the last match before theirs, though, Draco is gripping Harry’s hand so hard that it’s turned bone white.
When it’s their turn to fight, Draco lets go of Harry’s hand quickly, as if shocked that he’s still holding on. Draco walks up to the ring, back stiff, and ignores the cheers and taunts of the crowd. Harry does the same, solely focused on Draco. He’s not alright, Harry can tell that much. If only he knew how to fix it, he would, he would. But Harry’s not sure he can, anymore.
He’s about to call off the fight when Hermione starts the match and Draco throws a punch that hits him squarely in the cheekbone. And it stings. But Harry doesn’t move, just looks at Draco, worrying.
“Fight me, Potter,” Draco says, through gritted teeth, “It’s a fight. Hit me, for Salazar’s Sake!” By the end, Draco was shouting through a silent room.
“Why should I?” Harry asks, carefully. If Draco shows any hint of breaking, he’ll walk out, possibly dragging a kicking and screaming Draco behind him.
“I was told this was supposed to be cathartic,” And Draco grins, and it’s wild, and it’s terrifying, and it’s beautiful. “Give me your catharsis, Harry,”
And then the fight, the one they’ve been waiting for all their lives, finally starts. It’s not just fists, but hands and claws and teeth. Draco kicks at Harry’s shin, sending him to his knees. Harry looks up at him like he’s at the altar and Draco is his god, his beautiful god who is striking him down for all the sins he hasn’t committed yet. Harry pulls at Draco’s vest, dragging the boy down to his level, and reverse slams him to the ground. He cradles Draco’s head as they both fall and twists so that Draco is underneath him. Once Draco is pinned to the ground beneath him, Harry is able to land punch after punch before Draco is able to catch his arm and yank him down. Draco bites the muscle between Harry’s shoulder and when he is released, Harry can see the gleam of his own blood on Draco’s teeth.
The three minute timer rings unnoticed.
All their fears about the future, their bitterness, their repentance, their sorrow, is lost in the fight. Perhaps lost isn’t the right word - it’s shared between them, given as gifts and burdens that both boys are fighting to hold up, alone. Two Atlases, holding up the same world, learning to share the burden.
Finally, Harry collapses in a corner, Draco kneeling between his thighs and holding Harry’s face between his hands.
Draco Malfoy’s lip was split open, his nose was dripping blood on his once-pristine tie, and his eyes were gleaming with a bloodlust Harry hadn’t seen in months. And, Harry thought, he had never looked better.
No one is declared a winner. The crowds shuffle out slowly, ushered by Hermione, who checks the boys quickly for concussions before exiting herself.
“I know what you did,” Draco pants, still holding onto Harry as if scared he’ll run away (which Harry does not possess the strength to do, even if he wanted to. He doesn’t want to, for the record.)
“It was going to be a surprise. Tonight. At my victory party.” Somehow, Harry manages a crooked grin, though it hurts to do so.
“You bought Malfoy Manor.” Harry had bought the mansion weeks ago, with the winnings from his weekly fights. He told no one, though less so because of the surprise factor and more so that he was scared Draco would reject it. Most people don’t want to live in their childhood home forever, but after being orphaned during the war, Harry figured Draco would want some semblance of his parents around him.
“For you. For us. I was thinking we could be … roommates, or something,” Harry managed to stutter out. Draco doesn’t say anything, so Harry continues, panicking.
“Or I could just, you could live alone? I don’t mean to force my way, I mean, it’s completely up to you. I just wanted to- “
Draco kisses Harry then, moving his hands from Harry’s cheekbones to his jaw to his neck. On Harry’s part, he can’t move much, or even sit up straight, but he kisses back with all the force he possesses. Harry can taste his own blood in Draco’s mouth, and it only pushes him further.
Maybe they’ve jumped off a cliff they can’t return from, but if so they both jumped too long ago to even regret the choice.
“You bought me a house.” Draco says, as soon as he’s able to separate himself from Harry.
“I bought you a house.” And they both laugh at the absurdity of it, the certainty and uncertainty baked into the action.
“Stay with me,” Draco whispers into Harry’s neck, and Harry nods and holds Draco tighter than he’s ever dared to before.
Thematic Rec Masterlist drarryspecificrecs: “ ★ Lists (of links) to lists (of fics) || as of 2020.01 ※ About my favourites Timeline : • 1st year • 6th year • 8th year • 8th year Hufflepuff!Drarry • ...
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Updated: 2.12.21
The qualification for making the list are:
ϟ The fic will have a happy ending
ϟ They will call each other by their first names by the end (a pet peeve of mine)
ϟ It’s a story that I would read more than once
ϟ It’s a one-off, meaning no stories with cliff hangers or required sequels
Turn by Saras_Girl
Word count: 306,708
My Summary: This is probably my favorite Drarry fic of all time, and I’ve read a lot. So it’s epilogue compliant, and focuses on adult Harry and Draco. Basically, Harry is feeling the adult blues and like something is missing. He loves his kids, and yes, even Ginny, but something is wrong. Cue mystical magical man that gives Harry a ‘glimpse’ at what his life would have been like if he had saved Draco all those years ago. So Harry wakes up in this strange world where his kids don’t exist, and he’s in a relationship with Draco. And Draco wasn’t the only one that’s saved! So, now Harry is legit beginning to catch feels but his kids, you know? Eventually, it has to come to an end, and Harry has to decide what will make him happy. I don’t want to give too much away, but I will say that this is so well written, it hurts! The characterization, the relationships, but above all, the plot. The plot! It’s not just about Drarry, it’s about self-realization and making the conscious decision to be happy. 10/10 would recommend.
All I Want For Christmas (Is For You To Stop Talking) by femmequixotic & noe
Word count: 162,907
My Summary: I’m a sucker for single dad Draco/Harry, and this fic is wonderfuuul! Harry is a boss single dad whose kids go to The Niffler's Garden - a prestigious school - with Scorpious. The short and long of it is that Harry and Draco get roped into directing the school’s pageant while trying to deny their clear UST. The whole time, Harry is learning more about the man Draco had become, and Draco is realizing how much he loves being a hands-on father. Very fluffy, very cute. A wonderful read if you’re not looking for a high-tension fic!
What We Pretend We Can’t See by Gyzym
Word count: 131,086
My Summary: I love a good redemption story, and this one is top of that genre. After the war, Harry couldn’t deal with Grimmauld Place. It was too close to everything he lost, so he sold it. Down the road, after becoming an auror, Harry finds out that it has become a museum. One day, Kreacher shows up at Harry’s job and tells him that some thieves are holding the new owner and a bunch of school children hostage. Harry gets there to save the day, and of course Draco is the new owner. So, dealing with this, they become closer, and of course Harry insists on protecting Draco, and you can see where this is going. This story will make you think twice about ever putting a nail in your wall again! Very centered around the whole protector/charge aspect. Depictions of panic/anxiety attacks in a hurt/comfort aspect.
The Claiming of Grimmauld Place by Bixgirl1
Word count: 74,228
My Summary: This is one of those ‘wizard houses are alive’ fics. Grimmauld Place is fighting Harry’s control over it, so as a last-ditch effort to fix it, he puts an ad out for a new roommate to help. Of course, the most qualified is Draco Malfoy who promptly moves in. They learn about each other as Draco attempts to teach Harry about claiming wizard houses. Some spectacularly funny moments, and amazing characterization. This is one of those fics that really sticks with you.
Stately Homes of Witshire by Waspabi
Word count: 57, 582
My Summary: This fic… ugh this fic! It’s one of those where the characters are amazingly well written and bounce off of each other in a way that just works. So Draco is having a poltergeist problem at Malfoy Manor, and Harry is sent to help. But it’s so much more than just a run of the mill poltergeist. It’s changing shapes, always taking the form of one of his dead ancestors. Of course, there is witty banter between them and some tug-at-your-heart lingering looks and touches. Of course, every time Harry smiles or does something endearing Draco just can’t help but think about how much he hates it – wink wink. Even the paintings are interesting side-characters. The plot is totally engaging, and the one-liners are so entertaining. I knew it would be one of my favorites halfway through.
In Pieces by Dysonrules
Word count: 85,271
My Summary: I usually avoid fics like this because just from the summary, I knew it was going to be heart breaking. But this fic… it’s beautifully heartbreaking. There is an overtone of sad longing for most of the fic, but the pining is just… ugh so good! Basically, Harry goes to teach at Hogwarts as the DADA teacher, and on his first day, Ghost!Draco shows up to haunt him. Of course, they end up getting close after the initial Harry wanting to kill him all over again thing blows over. I don’t want to give too much away, but read it! Seriously!
Azoth by zeitgeistic (faire_weather)
Word count: 88,722
My Summary: There is nothing I don’t love about this fic. Sassy Hermione? Here for it! Snape being a one-liner king of a portrait while actually helping Harry? You bet your ass! This fic literally made me laugh and cry. The sex scenes weren’t too heavy, and they were more sensual. The symbolism between the bogart and the heart’s desire for Harry is so beautifully woven into the story. The alchemy and science – don’t even get me started! It was so well written, I have no idea how much of it is actually based on fact. It’s featured heavily, but not in a way that makes the reader feel like an idiot. Harry is so in love with Draco and Draco is so afraid, but Harry never doubts his love. He lets Draco come to him. Their friendship and build up is so beautiful, and just! Ugh! Go read this right now!
Way Down We Go by xiaq
Word count: 109,767
My Summary: Harry and Draco both have the same idea to flee after the war. They (of course) end up in the same small American town. As punishment for his crimes, Draco is stripped of his magic and slowly wasting away. Harry, unbeknownst to most of the magical world, was bitten and turned into a werewolf. They strike up a deal to help each other, and fluff ensues. Very cute care/comfort fic.
In no particular order, I decided that I would put together a list of fics that I found amazingly entertaining for others to read and even to look back on myself! Will be continuously updating.
(Here is a link to my stucky fic masterlist ^^)
You Cannot Save People, You Can Only Love Them by heyitsamorette - Rated E - 51K
Upon returning for Eighth Year, there are so many strange things going on with Malfoy, Harry doesn’t know where to start. He won’t talk to Harry, but he’s talking to ghosts. He won’t apologize for his past, but the Black Family tapestry has crossed him off its tree. And the worst of it all, he still has that infuriating, snotty mouth on him that gets Harry’s dick hard as a rock drives Harry insane.
-I loved this fic so much! It’s got a perfect balance of mystery and romance and Sex. This fic probably has some of the best sex scenes I’ve ever read? 100% recommend!
Written On The Heart by who_la_hoop - Rated E - 113K
Harry doesn’t mind that so many Slytherins from his year have returned to finish their NEWTs, really he doesn’t. It’s just – do they have to be so friendly? He’s not prejudiced, really he’s not. It’s just – they’ve got to be up to something, right? Unnerved by the attention he’s attracting from everyone – the Slytherins are the least of it, to be fair – and struggling with a raft of changes to Hogwarts itself, Harry wishes he could be happy that one constant remains: Draco Malfoy really fucking hates him.
When he’s hit by an illegal love-spell though, Harry finds he has more to worry about than whether or not Blaise Zabini actually wants to be his friend. For if everyone affected has been blessed – or cursed, by the look on Malfoy’s face – with a magical tattoo revealing the name of their soulmate, what does it mean that Harry’s skin remains completely bare?
Sex, Lies, and Veritaserum by lettered - Rated E - 17K
This entire fic is one long conversation about sex.
Hey, Potter by SunseticMonster - Rated M - 16K
Harry returns to Hogwarts for his 8th year, determined not to let Malfoy get to him. But when the snarky teasing starts up again, Harry finds that returning the jibes with compliments has a far more interesting outcome.
Mental by sara_holmes - Rated M - 186K
Harry has had quite enough of sharing his mind with someone else, thankyouverymuch. A miscast Legilimecy spell says otherwise.
Owned by JordanGrant - Rated E - 420K
The Malfoys have always been owned by the Potters. Strange? Yes. But true, and coming true again. Harry finds himself with no alternative but to claim Draco for his very own slave.
Less weird than it sounds! It’s actually very sweet and heartfelt.
Cabin Fever by sloppybitch - Rated E - 15K
“We’re trapped. We’re fucking trapped!” Malfoy exclaimed, throwing his hands above his head and turning away in disbelief. “I’m trapped in a fucking love-cabin with Harry Potter!”
Harry and Draco end up trapped in a twisted, perverted, and royally fucked up house in the middle of the Forbidden Forest, also known as a Love-Cabin. Yes, it’s exactly what it sounds like.
All Our Secrets Laid Bare by firethesound - Rated E - 149K
Over the six years Draco Malfoy has been an Auror, four of his partners have turned up dead. Harry Potter is assigned as his newest partner to investigate just what is going on.
The Boy and the Sleeping Prince by phoenixacid and Writcraft - Rated E - 26K
Harry is miserable and tired of being an Auror, coasting through life until he’s forced to make some changes. Spurred on by his passion for drawing and working with best-selling author Draco Malfoy, Harry develops a charm which gives children a magical, interactive reading experience. But when it’s time to test the spell, the two men find themselves trapped in a nightmarish fairy tale world. Can they escape unscathed, or is Draco right in his assertions that there is no such thing as a happily ever after?
This fic gave me chills - it truly terrified me. I 100% recommend a read if you’re into dark things.
Right Hand Red by lq_traintracks (lumosed_quill) - Rated E - 73K
Harry felt Malfoy’s breath on his lips as they came together over the bottle, hands firmly planted on the floor as though they each needed their familiar soil, refusing to cross into enemy territory.
Except that Malfoy no longer felt like his enemy.
Malfoy felt inevitable.
Phoenix Repair Services by carpemermaid - Rated E - 20K
Phoenix Repair Services — We’ll bring it back to life as if it was new! Draco hires a suspiciously private wizarding handyman to fix his kitchen when he returns home to find it destroyed. He expects a middle-aged wizard with greying hair and a pudgy gut to show up. Instead, he gets Harry Potter—with a utility belt and a charming smile—who is more attractive than he has any right to be.
Just Go With It by chibaken and loveglowsinthedark - Rated E - 3K
Draco is a telemarketer who calls Harry trying to sell him stuff; phone sex ensues.
The Heart’s Honest Truth by bixgirl1 and carpemermaid - Rated E - 16K
“Don’t you think I would have gone to Pomfrey if I thought she could help me?” “Then what can I do?” “I nee—” Malfoy broke off with a soft grunt and a pained expression. He took a shaky breath and tried again, his voice wobbling. “Will you touch me, Potter?”
Draco is cursed to speak in questions. Well…Spelled, thanks to the stupidly improper archival practices of the fourth century. Harry Potter is there to save the day, but Draco isn’t going to give in to his help so easily. Fortunately, the method of saving might be more satisfactory than Draco expected this time.
Draco Malfoy, It’s Your Lucky Day by Faithwood - Rated E - 37K
Even though he’s unarmed, injured, lost in the Forbidden Forest, and facing a possible murder charge, Draco Malfoy gets lucky.
101 Ways to Heal Your Wizarding Woes by who_la_hoop - Rated E - 26K
Harry is a trainee Auror, and Draco is living at Malfoy Manor, bored and petulant with nothing to do, and no career prospects. Draco’s attempt to heal himself via Muggle psychology – including writing a series of ‘why I hate you’ letters to Harry – backfires when an overanxious house elf delivers the results to Harry. Harry is bemused, Draco is angry and together they have a lot of issues to work out.
Strange Bedfellows by hurt_mod and ravenclawsquill - Rated E - 30K
When Harry encounters a frail and fidgety Draco Malfoy at the Ministry, he just knows something is wrong and he’s determined to get to the bottom of it. A story about Deadly Nightshade, crippling insomnia, excellent wine … and finding what you need in the strangest of circumstances.
Weeds or Wildflowers by lq_traintracks (lumosed_quill) and sdk - Rated E - 17K
A perfect match, a romance for the ages, with a one hundred percent success rate! Magic Match claims they can give Draco all of this. So why do they keep sending him on dates with Harry Potter?
Sex, Happiness, Shiny Teeth and Other Things Worth Fighting For by Essie - Rated E - 30K
“Let me get this straight,” Harry peered at Dawlish over the top of Malfoy’s case file “Malfoy’s brewed a potion that, erm, bottles Veela characteristics, and has without proper testing, research or Ministry approval ingested it?” Harry paused, waiting for Dawlish to nod before continuing, “Now you want me to guard him from the sexual advances of hormonally crazed bystanders, while he works on making an antidote?”
“Excellent, Potter. You were paying attention. That’s the second time this week.”
Rarely Pure and Never Simple by birdsofshore - Rated E - 28K
Harry never thought taking a job as Draco Malfoy's bodyguard was going to be easy. Add in a curse that makes Malfoy even more of an obnoxious git than usual, and Harry's got serious problems.
Welcome to the Broom Closet by incapricious - Rated E - 23K
Harry thinks he knows how his life will go: Become an Auror. Marry Ginny. Have a family. But then he sees an advertisement in the paper that no one else can see, and his life is turned upside-down. The Broom Closet: you can be anyone you want while you're there, but you won't remember it in the morning.
Kiss by heyitsamorette - Rated E - 15K
Harry and Draco are forced to kiss over and over again, because that’s just what happens to two arch-enemies around Christmas.
A Touch of Silk by raitala - Rated E - 4K
Harry has won a bet and Draco Malfoy has to serve him afternoon tea while wearing a dress. This should be amusing, Harry thinks.
At Your Service by Faith Wood - Rated E - 95K
Hogwarts students are in danger; Harry is determined to save them all. There's only one thing he knows for certain: Draco Malfoy is somehow involved.
The Sleeping Beauty Curse by who_la_hoop - Rated E - 152K
When Draco Malfoy falls into a cursed sleep and can only be woken – at least, according to the Daily Prophet, that impeccable source of truth – by ‘true love’s kiss’, Harry Potter knows there’s no way on earth he’s the answer to this particular riddle. Is he . . .?
Strangeness and Charm by FeelsForBreakfast - Rated E - 48K
One November night during his eighth year at Hogwarts, Draco ends up in the forbidden forest. That’s how it starts.
or: If two boys fall in love in a magical forest, does it still make a sound?
-This fic is genuinely gorgeous yet frustratingly heart wrenching. It’s written so incredibly well. 100% recommend!
Between Two Fires of Beltane by secretsalex - Rated E - 4K
As the war drags on, Draco becomes a spy for Voldemort and works his way into Harry’s good graces—and his bed. When the Order prepares to invade Malfoy Manor, Draco is forced to examine his loyalties.
Tea and No Sympathy by who_la_hoop - Rated E - 70K
It's Potter's fault, of course, that Draco finds himself trapped in the same twenty-four-hour period, repeating itself over and over again. It's been nearly a year since the unpleasant business at Hogwarts, and Draco's getting on with his life quite nicely, thank you, until Harry sodding Potter steps in and ruins it all, just like always. At first, though, the time loop seems liberating. For the first time in his life, he can do anything, say anything, be anything, without consequence. But the more Draco repeats the day, the more he realises the uncomfortable truth: he's falling head over heels for the speccy git. And suddenly, the time loop feels like a trap. For how can he ever get Harry to love him back when time is, quite literally, against him?
Like Cinderella, But With Cock by loveglowsinthedark - Rated E - 8K
”Oh, shit,” he groans, “This is like Cinderella, isn’t it?! Like Cinderella, but with cock. Cock instead of slippers.”
Where Harry’s hexed so that he can’t lose his erection until he sleeps with his soulmate. If only those were easier to find.
For the Greater Good by jadepresley - Rated E - 62K
When Harry and Draco discover they’ve been bonded to one another, neither one of them is prepared for the secrets they slowly begin to uncover.
Together, they learn that they can’t escape their past, or the things that have been left hidden there, and that sometimes the only way to move forward is to look back.
Moon-Eyed by loveglowsinthedark - Rated E - 29K
Draco Malfoy, Head of Veela Affairs at the Department of Magical Beings, does not do people favours.
Harry Potter, recently turned werewolf, is not “people” – not to Draco anyway.
Does Draco plan to fall in love with Harry when he decides to help him? No. Does he end up falling in love with him anyway? Pft, what do you think?
All the Sense in the World by loveglowsinthedark - Rated E - 10K
He had absolutely no idea what was about to happen. Maybe Malfoy would kick him in the face. Maybe he’d scream loud enough that the whole school would rush in and see him lying there between Malfoy’s legs with his cock rock hard. Maybe he’d hex Harry’s rock hard cock off. Hell, maybe Harry’d wake in his own bed in a few minutes with a rock hard cock and would never again be able to look at Malfoy without sprouting an instant hard-on.
Or maybe he and Malfoy would have sex.
Lumos by birdsofshore - Rated E - 41K
Harry never expected to spend eighth year listening to Draco Malfoy wanking.
Only If For A Night by sloppybitch - Rated E - 14K
Harry hadn’t set out the day before thinking, I know, today I want to dress up in a pizza outfit, get absolutely smashed beyond compare, crash my broom in the middle of the muggle motorway and then fall off of the Westminster bridge into the River Thames, and end up in hospital with Draco bloody Malfoy as my Healer but what else could you expect would happen in your best mate’s stag?
Or,
“What you did was get so drunk that you couldn’t remember your own name, fly over muggle London with absolutely no charms to protect yourself from their view, and stay stationary for long enough that a lorry fucking hit you because you were daydreaming! And then you only fell because you walked over!”
"You sound like a disappointed wife."
"You sound like you'd be experienced in that area."
check this hand ‘cause I’m marvellous by lq__traintracks (lumosed_quill) - Rated E - 8K
Harry's had a crush on Malfoy for months now. But it will take a bar full of his friends, some Firewhisky, wagers made on his behalf, and Malfoy himself to get him to act on it.
Something I Don’t Want to Stop by lq__traintracks (lumosed_quill) and traintracks - Rated E - 16K
It's Harry and Draco's eighth year, the Houses have been all but demolished in favor of unity, and they're being forced to room together. How ever will they cope?
It’s Joggers Season (Or so the Muggles say) by carpemermaid - Rated E - 10K
Everything about Draco’s life since May has been one bloody long exercise in subverting everything he’s known, that’s expected of him, in an effort to get as far away from the mistakes he’s made—the wrong choices he was forced into. He’s returned to Hogwarts to take his N.E.W.T.s and everything is different—namely, Harry Potter strutting around in clingy joggers that Draco can’t get off his mind.
Quietly, As Requested by shiftylinguini - Rated E - 5K
Harry was trying to pretend Draco’s warm thigh against his own didn’t make his heart thump and his cock start to fill out inside his usual lazy Sunday attire ― which consisted of a t-shirt with a hole in the armpit and the world’s oldest, rattiest, ugliest and most comfortable pair of joggers. In comparison, Draco was wearing a buttoned up shirt and a pair of crisp, black trousers, which made him both seem impressively attractive and also entirely overdressed for this kind of occasion. Harry lifted one knee, trying to shield the view of his slightly tenting joggers, and the state he was rapidly finding himself in.
Perhaps inviting Draco to Sunday Bad Movie night at Ron’s wasn’t that smart an idea after all.
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