#harco

[maevikwrites]

Inspiration hit me hard on the worst moment possible 🫠

[vanillaskk]

Draco was thrown into another dimension where he could fix his life.

He thought that being nice to Harry Potter could help him to have a saving ticket when the inevitable war in the future came.

But something felt off.

Draco stared at the messy black hair boy in front of him, brows furrowed in confusion.

“Are you really Harry Potter?”

Potter didn’t look back, still focused on his current task in hand. His expression was unseen.

“Hm? What is with that question?”

It was a stupid question, yet the unsettling feelings kept scratching him.

“I don’t think you’re Harry Potter.”

“Malfoy, if you just want to mess arou—“

“Potter doesn’t put his wand in his right pocket” Draco pressed, his mouth felt dried, “and he’s not left hand.”

Potter finally stopped and turned back. He blinked in response.

One, a gleam of surprise.

Two, a dawn of realization.

Three.

“Oh.”

Oh?

The word stole Draco’s breath and made goosebump grow on his skin. He cautiously inspected Potter, who walked over and stood in front of him. Draco had to fight the urge to step back.

Potter’s casual expression slowly shifted, his eyes morphed into something Draco couldn’t identify and his soft lips curved to a sly grin.

He held the wand in his left hand, glowing softly at the tip as their only source of light and carved Harry’s expression ominously in the dim room.

“I’m Harry Potter, what are you saying?”

Draco couldn’t move or even speak.

Oh screw it.

“Believe me”

“I’m Harry Potter.”

Me note: I got this idea while drawing the art from previous post. A change of lighting mood and now it turns into a dark!Harry fic idea :)

I did consider which one should I post but I prefer the previous post with a warm feeling more. So this post came after.

[momo222felix]

I have an idea

I've read that my sister puts that starting stick because I'm going to put it too

I just made it up, Well I don't finish in the early morning that I couldn't even sleep pen

What if draco and Harry would have stayed together, how would Harry have reacted in the end when Voldemort shouts "HARRY POTTER IS DEAD"

Well, I think this would have been like the deleted scene with Draco running away when they announce that, But I would also cry, I don't know why but I imagine it like this

Harry I feel that at the end of the war I would go straight to hug Draco, And kiss him there in front of everyone jsssj

That's it BYEEE!

[maevikwrites]

Harry has a natural talent

Mrs Norris appeared at the far end of the corridor, eyes gleaming like lanterns, and behind her came the unmistakable sound of Filch's footsteps.

Harry didn't think. He tightened his grip on the cloak with one hand, and with the other, grabbed Draco by the arm.

"Here." he whispered, and slipped behind an old suit of armour, pulling the Invisibility Cloak over both of them as quickly as he could manage.

The space between the stone wall and the metal was far too narrow, forcing them into a position that was… close.

Harry ended up with his back pressed against the cold stone, and Draco, with no other option, facing him directly, one hand on either side of Harry's head to keep his balance.

They were very close.

Close enough that Harry could count his own heartbeats and swear that one or two of them weren't his.

Neither of them said anything.

Harry swallowed, fixing his gaze on some undefined point on Draco's face. His jaw, perhaps. Or his lips…

He felt his throat go dry at the image and had to lick his lips and look away slightly to rein in thoughts that were inconvenient and unwelcome. Not by him, and if Draco knew about them, Draco wouldn't welcome them either.

Draco caught Harry licking his lips. His eyes settled on them for a second longer than strictly necessary.

He cleared his throat and brought his gaze back to the green eyes that were carefully avoiding his. "Tell me something, Harry. Is taking the worst possible decision at the worst possible moment a natural talent, or do you have to work at it?"

Harry's eyes briefly traced Draco's jaw before finding his eyes, and answered in a whisper.

"It's entirely natural. Though I like to think I've become more impressively erratic over the years through sheer dedication."

Redemption of the Blood on AO3

Read chapter 18 here

[maevikwrites]

Okay, but Draco pouting ✨

Redemption of the Blood on Ao3

Read Chapter 17 here

[beautifullybrokenpeople]

TTS Audiobook for my fic: A Summer of Second Chances

Check out the original fic on AO3:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/68974041/chapters/178705086

[beautifullybrokenpeople]

New Fic: From Frost to Flame

Check out my new Fic on AO3: The only thing colder than the Ministry archives is Draco Malfoy—Veela, dying, and Harry Potter's accidental soulmate. The cure requires proximity. If only Harry knew he was the cure.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/86627946/chapters/229248416

[andthemountain]

You Will Find Me | Chapter 1

Summary: Decades after the war, Draco has moved on. Started over. His town is small, tight-knit, accepting, and they know nothing about his past or his family name. It's perfect. It's home. On the good days he might even consider himself happy, fulfilled.

And then Harry Potter is across the room, and Draco wonders if he's been fooling himself.

A/N: I've been working on this for a long long time and I'm so excited to finally share it. This has a lot of my heart in it.

Updates will be every Friday!